After crossing, I became a group pet

The young man was eloquent, and what he said offended two people.

Another melon-eating crowd who don't know the truth... Su Qingmian silently raised her forehead, and Ting Yesheng personally refuted the rumors. There are always some people who think they are the center of the world and the measure of all things. His ideas are the most reasonable in the world. .

Su Qingmian put her hands behind her back and raised her head slightly: "It is often said that what is in your heart is what you see. Your heart is dirty and dirty, and what you see is dirty and dirty. Me and Ling... Lord Tianshu It's just an ordinary relationship, but you can tell other things, I have to say that your inner heart has reached a certain level, and my young master admires it."

The young man looked coldly: "You don't need to provoke me with such words. You know what you have done. If you are not guilty, why would you explain it?"

Su Qingmian smiled, her eyes became colder and colder: "If you don't explain, do you allow you to pour dirty water on me?"

Although he hasn't finished reading the diary yet, and Su Qingmian doesn't know the truth about this incident, he believes that a child who could go to the execution ground alone to save his brother three years ago would not do such a self-destructive thing.Su Qingmian believed in the original owner, and also believed in Ling Yesheng, if Ling Yesheng said no, then it was not.

"This isn't dirty water, right? I'm just telling the truth. Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. You and Mu Ziyang really deserve to be friends." The young man seemed to want to carry out his idea of ​​offending them all at once.

Just as Su Qingmian was about to say something, Mu Ziyang raised his fist and went up: "We need you to say it? Little trash, where did you come from? I've never seen you on such an occasion, which family?"

This blow was not light, the corners of the boy's mouth were swollen, and Mu Ziyang's only female deaconess, Guan Fengyue, held Mu Ziyang to prevent him from punching the second time.

"Little Tianming, pay attention to the occasion."

Mu Ziyang snorted, Zhenxiu shook off Guan Fengyue's hand: "If I hadn't paid attention to the occasion, I would have hit him long ago."

The young man touched the wound at the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and it hurt.

Su Qingmian raised her brows. Mu Ziyang is so strong, and his shots are quite heavy, which is quite similar to him. He also said his shots because of other people's nonsense before.

Being beaten in front of so many people, the young man was not happy, so he rushed forward and hooked left and right without any moves. Mu Ziyang had learned martial arts, so he avoided them all. Su Qingmian and the three deacons pulled the two of them away. Zi Yang was puzzled, and even went over and kicked him.

The people watching the play suppressed their laughter and said not to fight, but no one stood up.

The scene is chaotic, and people's hearts are even more chaotic.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ling Yesheng came out with a clear body, said a word in a moderate voice, and everyone's eyes were on him. If Ye Sheng is willing, he can control the audience in an instant.

The person next to him told him what had happened, Ling Ye laughed with a coldness, and walked gracefully.

Su Qingmian and the three deacons let go of the two people who were fighting. The young man didn't think he had done anything wrong, so he stuck his neck and pointed at Su Qingmian: "He is a bastard who served the king with Israel, and he is not worthy to appear in the painting exhibition of the first minister, please." You let him out."

"get out."

The sound of listening to the night did say something to drive people away, but it was to the boy.

The young man was startled, his face full of disbelief: "My lord..."

Ling Yesheng raised his hand, a few guards came up and pulled the young man away, the young man didn't even finish his sentence.

Su Qingmian: "You..."

Listening to the Night's face softened: "Wait a minute."

He turned around and sat on the main seat, with his chin resting on his hands, his body slanted lazily, looking at the arrogance of the world, Su Qingmian was in a trance for a while, as if he saw that Ling Yesheng was in a high position, His Royal Highness and his ministers were in a row, he was pointing the country, strategizing, Flipping your hands into clouds and turning your hands into rain, you are at the top of the mountain.

"Continue, art exhibition, everyone, relax, isn't there an opening dance? How about dancing?"

The main hall was lifeless, and the voice of Ling Ye was speaking teasingly, but the people in the main hall became more and more panicked, the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, and the air was tense and low.

"Don't act like I'm bullying you all day," Ling Yesheng smiled with an unknown meaning, "If you were really afraid, you wouldn't spread the news. I don't deny that I let people throw Su Qingmian, the young junior always Those who will conflict with the superior, think about it carefully, it is just a child's temper, but I am short-tempered."

No one dared to answer.

Su Qingmian stared blankly at the superior Ling Yesheng, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and for the second time, Ling Yesheng rescued him again.

There are decorative runes floating above the main hall, hesitating, ups and downs.

Ling Yesheng raised his finger, and a golden light shot in. The runes were fused together, intertwined and intertwined, forming a huge formation, with white feathers and time flowers falling continuously.

The dancers in neon dresses then landed, mysterious music sounded, and the graceful dancers danced, performing an epic dance drama.

When Su Mu came, he was stopped by the person at the door to talk, and he didn't come in until now. He found Su Qingmian in the crowd, and Su Qingmian looked at Su Mu blankly: "Brother...you are finally here."

Su Mu patted his head: "Yes. Let's watch the dance, and don't be alone with Ling Yesheng in the future."

Su Mu actually wanted to give Su Qingmian a good lesson, so as to strengthen his brother, but when he saw Su Qingmian's deer-like wet eyes, he couldn't say anything to blame.

"But I... I don't think Listening to the Night sounds that annoying."

"..." Su Mu's eyes were full of confusion.

His younger brother was about to become misbehaving again, just like at that time, running to the atrium palace every day, asking him what was wrong, he just shook his head without saying a word.

With Su Qingmian's identity, no matter what he does, he will be watched by those who care about him, so there are rumors that the son of the hero Su Qihua, the younger brother of Dongzhou Tianming, is madly pursuing the Lord Tianshu, and Su Qingmian is portrayed in the rumors as A bastard who doesn't know shame and wants to curry favor with Tianshu Lord with his flesh color.

In the end, Su Qingmian almost didn't go home, and stayed at the entrance of the palace in the atrium all day, and Ling Yesheng directly ordered someone to throw Su Qingmian far away.

Su Qingmian was completely disheartened. So far Su Mu has not found out what kind of spell Su Qingmian used on him. When he and his three brothers found Su Qingmian, Su Qingmian was covered in injuries.

Even Su Wuhuai only found a little information in some ancient books: Qingmian just lost his memory, but his feelings for them will not change.

The more you care, the more afraid you are of losing.

Holding Su Qingmian's hand: "Qingmian, my brother's life can be entrusted to you. I beg you, don't touch the sound of the night again. My brothers can't bear the blow of losing you again."

Su Mu's eyes were sad like never before. Ah, no, Su Qingmian had seen Su Mu's eyes like this before. It was the first time he saw Su Mu when he just came here. Su Mu realized that he didn't know him anymore. It's that kind of sadness.

Very fragile sadness.

Su Qingmian covered Su Mu's eyes with her hands, not wanting to look, it would hurt her heart.

"Okay..." Before half a sound was uttered, someone beside me let out a oops.

"Why don't you have a bouquet, did you throw it out too?" The servant stuffed a bouquet into Su Qingmian's arms, "Don't throw it anymore, you will need it after the dance is over."

Su Qingmian held the bouquet, turned it upside down, and listened to the voice of the night saying that the bouquet symbolized blessings, so he gave the bouquet to Su Mu: "Okay, okay, brother, this is for you, don't worry, I won't If something happens again, even for my brothers, I will live a good life, but you, don't think I didn't pay attention, you have been eating less and less recently, take good care of yourself, don't make me worry."

Holding Su Mu's hand, passing through the crowd to watch the dance drama at close range, the neon clothes are swaying, the sacred and ethereal music seems to come from the distant past, the water is misty, the spring and flowers and the ancient soul are whispering, epic and shocking.

"This dance is the story of the founder discovering the Atrium Tree and protecting the growth of the Atrium Tree at all costs."

A pleasant voice sounded beside her ears, she tilted her head to meet a pair of clear and penetrating eyes, Zhou Xueqi wore a white wreath on her head, she was as holy and gentle as an angel.

"Teacher Zhou, why are you here?"

After saying this, Su Qingmian immediately sensed something was wrong, alas, it's all because Zhou Xueqi seemed too approachable, she didn't have any airs of fate, and she often attended his classes, and was used to getting along with the teacher-student relationship. Forget that Zhou Xueqi is the Lord of Destiny.

"I came here after receiving the invitation." Zhou Xueqi smiled slightly, "If I knew you were coming, I wouldn't have hesitated at that time, and I would have readily agreed."

Su Qingmian knew Zhou Xueqi's thoughts for him a long time ago. Zhou Xueqi had said a lot about this kind of ambiguous language full of hints. , it is impossible not to hear it, but he still expresses his love.

"I came here because I heard that there was an opening dance, just to watch the excitement. Now that I see it, I should go back."

Su Qingmian pulled Su Mu to the middle, separating herself from Zhou Xueqi.

As an older brother, Su Mu's intuition played its due role. He was keenly aware of Zhou Xueqi's intentions, and there was more hostility in his eyes.

"It's just right, I'm leaving too, why don't we go together?"

Before Su Qingmian could speak, Su Mu said coldly, "No need, Qingmian and I will go back in a carriage."

Zhou Xueqi didn't give up: "I passed by Shanhe Bieyuan when I went back, and I haven't been a guest for a long time, the Lord Su Mu will not refuse to entertain me, right?"

"My elder brother is not here, I am afraid that the hospitality will not be good, so I will not entertain." Su Mu's face turned dark, and he is still a guest?Still entertaining?I think a lot.

Zhou Xueqi: "..."

"There are a lot of people here." A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Ling Yesheng came over, made a pun, and glanced at the stage, "No wonder they are all here. Have it for yourself."

Looking back at Zhou Xueqi, squinting and smiling: "Lord Tianming, do you feel the same way?"