After crossing, I became a group pet

Su Qingmian shook her head, pursed her lips and looked at Mu Ziyang. There seemed to be a lot of words in her eyes, but he just didn't say anything.

Mu Ziyang realized that things were not that simple, so he pulled a chair and sat down in front of him: "What happened, did you have a conflict with your brother?"

Mu Ziyang glanced at the soldiers at the door secretly, it shouldn't be, even if there was a conflict, his brother would not mobilize the army to let the army follow.

"You were assassinated?" Mu Ziyang lowered his voice, the explanation seemed to make sense.

Su Qingmian was assassinated, and Lord Tianming sent someone to protect him.

But Su Qingmian still shook her head.

Mu Ziyang clicked his tongue impatiently, leaning on the backrest and looking at him coldly: "Are you going to tell me or not?"

Su Qingmian: "I don't know what to say."

Wan Ke'er walked over, her soft voice was like the gentle wind in the mountains: "Little Destiny, Qing Mian doesn't want to talk about it, don't force him, if he wants to talk about it, I believe he will take the initiative to say it even if you don't ask." from."

Mu Ziyang opened his mouth, obviously still wanting to ask, his eyes fell on Su Qingmian's red and swollen eyes, and he couldn't speak.

He took out a brocade box from the storage space, and handed it to Su Qingmian awkwardly: "Give me a little joy, who will you show me when you are unhappy?"

Su Qingmian took the brocade box dully and opened it, inside lay a light blue bead, which is... the Stone of Regret, representing peace.

Su Qingmian looked away, looked at the scenery outside the window, let out a breath, and suppressed her tears.

People, when there are a lot of mood swings, they can't stand a little stimulation, and they want to cry when they are stimulated.

Mu Ziyang actually asked him for peace.

It was obviously him who was wrong, he did not fulfill his promise, and made Mu Ziyang stare blankly all by himself.

He is such a proud person, in order to make him happy, he took the initiative to give him the stone of regret.

Although he didn't care on the surface, Mu Ziyang's eyes drifted towards Su Qingmian's face, paying attention to his expression.

Su Qingmian finally got a little angry. He hung the Jingjing Stone of Regret on the bracelet, took out the Jingjing Stone of Regret prepared for Mu Ziyang from the storage stone, and handed it to him: "Mu Ziyang, we are reconciled."

Mu Ziyang took the Huijing Stone pretending to be disdainful, but the corner of his mouth was smiling.

At the end of the day's class, under the protection of the army, Su Qingmian returned to the Shanhe Bieyuan to do a good job of psychological training. When he entered the Shanhe Bieyuan, a servant came out to pick him up and led him to the dining room.

In the past, no one came out to lure him. Su Wuhuai's control became more and more strict, and he planned all the time of Su Qingmian's day invisibly, what time he should do, and controlled him tightly.

This heavy life made Su Qingmian unable to get a break, as if she lost her freedom and could not breathe fresh air.

At the dinner table, the two elder brothers were as usual, saying whatever they wanted, and it seemed that no unpleasant things had ever happened.

There was no window in the side room, the door was closed, and there was no air circulation. Su Qingmian was sitting on pins and needles inside, extremely uncomfortable.

He put down his chopsticks: "Big brother, fourth brother, let's talk about me and the sound of the night, you can't pretend that nothing happened."

He felt like his brothers were trying to hide the truth, as if if they just kept him under control and said nothing about the Night Listener, they would get over it quickly.

It's not the best way to handle things.

Su Wuhuai gently put a piece of fried Kang Guo in Su Qingmian's bowl: "Qingmian is your favorite."

Su Qingmian was very aggrieved by her flirtatious attitude.

Why can't we talk about it? It's nothing to avoid problems.

Su Qingmian slapped the bowl, the bowl fell to the ground, and the porridge inside was scattered all over the floor.

"Come here, change the bowl for Master Xiao Su."

Su Wuhuai looked as usual, and the servant quickly brought porridge to Su Qingmian and cleaned the debris on the ground.

Feeling overwhelmed, Su Qingmian stood up: "I won't eat."

Su Mu called him: "Qing Mian is back."

"Never come back!"

After Su Qingmian said "I won't eat", she went on a hunger strike, stopped going to school, and lay in bed all day in a daze.

Silent protest.

After starving himself for two days, his stomach growled and protested, and the pain of hunger made his stomach feel like a knife was twisting.

He was waiting for his brothers to bow their heads, and the brothers were waiting for him to subdue.

The three adults had an unpleasant quarrel, and it seemed as if a thick layer of dark clouds had pressed over the Shanhe Bieyuan, lingering.

The servants are all in danger, doing the work at hand honestly, not daring to make any mistakes.

Zhiwu jumped up to the window, holding the mirror in one hand, and applying eye makeup on the mirror with the other, persuading Su Qingmian casually: "Master Xiao Su, why bother, Master Tianming has been so worried by you for the past few days. I don’t even smile anymore. I don’t even dare to make mistakes in front of him, so you should take pity on me and go and give in to Lord Tianming.”

Su Qingmian picked up the vase on the bedside and threw it at Zhiwu: "If you want me to be soft, don't even think about it!"

Zhiwu suddenly turned into a nine-tailed fox, avoiding the flying vases, and hurriedly walked up and down on the window sill.

Master Xiao Su in this state is exactly the same as the time before amnesia.

Crazy, paranoid, seems to give everything for the sound of the night.

Can't listen to anyone's words.

I don't want to listen either.

"Master Xiao Su, please think about it. Apart from listening to the sound of the night, your elder brother also loves you, so you should also consider them more."

Su Qingmian sat up suddenly from the bed: "I'm thinking about them, are they thinking about me? I just want to be with Ling Yesheng, it's that simple, but they just want to resist. Is this love for me?"

He closed the window with a swipe, and Zhiwu fell from the window.

Waking up too quickly, the blood couldn't keep up, coupled with low blood sugar, Su Qingmian's stomach convulsed, his eyes turned black, and the sky and the earth were spinning.

He leaned against the wall and squatted down. He wanted to vomit very much. He opened his mouth, but there was nothing in his stomach for him to spit out.

Listen to the Night Listen to the Night Listen to the Night...

He can be brave, really will be brave.

Walking towards you desperately.

When he woke up, Su Wuhuai was putting porridge into his mouth with a small spoon, and wanted to speak, but his throat was as dry as a desert, and Su Qingmian was startled by the hoarse voice that came out.

Su Wuhuai looked haggard, and Su Mu stood aside, his face seemed to be even thinner.

During the few days of hunger strike, Su Qingmian was not feeling well, so did her brothers.

Su Wuhuai hurriedly asked the servant to bring a water glass and feed him a little.

Water flowed down the throat, and the dry place was finally moistened.

"Can I go to see the voice of the night?"

Su Qingmian's eyes were half-closed, as if he hadn't fully woken up yet, the first sentence he uttered was still the sound of listening to the night.

What kind of drug did the sound of the night give him!

Su Wuhuai put the water cup in the servant's hand and left with a flick of his sleeve.

Su Mu sat on the ground in front of Su Wuhuai, held Su Qingmian's hand, and said in a low voice, "Forget about him, okay?"

Forgot to listen to the night sound?

How did you forget this?

He will never forget those sweet pasts, the sincerity he got, and those promises that have not been fulfilled.

Su Qingmian withdrew her hand, pulled the quilt over her head, and turned her back to Su Mu: "You haven't loved, you don't understand."

Su Mu said bitterly, "I understand, I know it will be difficult, but it will be fine to get over it."

"I don't boil!"

Su Qingmian yelled under the quilt, "Who would be so stupid, don't want to have a lover, insist on breaking up, insist on going through the pain of losing love, am I mentally retarded, stupid, or idiot?"

Su Mu was stunned, his brows drooped and his eyes were drooping, as if he had received a huge blow.

He stretched out his hand to pat Su Qingmian down, but he raised his hand halfway, paused for a moment, and then retracted it.

Su Qingmian couldn't hear the movement for a long time, she propped herself up in a half-sit up ignorantly, the quilt slipped off, and all the brothers left in the room except the servants who were serving.

He was like this, but the brothers still didn't let go, they became cruel and wanted to beat the mandarin ducks with sticks.

Su Qingmian pursed her mouth, threw herself on the bed, and bounced on the bed a few times.

After a while, he pointed to the servant closest to him: "I'm hungry."

The servant was overjoyed: "Shall I pass the meal to Master Xiao Su?"

"Ah."

The servants in the room seemed to be relieved, and moved happily. Someone wiped Su Qingmian's face, and someone set the dishes for him.

After tidying up, Su Qingmian ate the delicious food, her eyes turned red while eating.

He will never give up being with the sound of listening to the night.

Absolutely not.

After the meal, Su Qingmian seemed to be a different person, refreshed and not sluggish.

Eating as usual, Mu Ziyang was stunned watching his transformation, and touched his forehead: "Are you out of your mind?"

Su Qingmian rolled her eyes, pushed Mu Ziyang's hand away, and hooked his neck: "Brother, I call it offensive and defensive, learn from it."

Mu Ziyang was dumbfounded when he heard that, Su Qingmian smiled at him, and dragged him to the restaurant to buy some delicious food.

The two elder brothers had doubts about Su Qingmian's drastic changes, so they let the army follow Su Qingmian at first.

But Su Qingmian pretended too well, he talked about trivial matters in school every day, and took the initiative to learn how to ride a Pegasus horse. Now he can ride Gege and fly in mid-air for a while.

Nothing abnormal can be seen.

As a result, the number of soldiers around Su Qingmian gradually decreased. This day he led Ge Ge to go shopping outside, and the soldiers behind him were also confused by his disguise and did not watch them very carefully.

Su Qingmian smiled slyly, looking for a good time to turn over and ride the horse, Ge Ge flapped her wings and led Su Qingmian straight into the sky.

He is free!

Su Qingmian flew towards the atrium palace, jumping with joy and anticipation.

Clouds are floating around him, Yunlong is flying, and everything is moving in a good direction.

Surrounded by clouds, Ge Ge flew higher and higher, Su Qingmian: "Ge Ge, I can't tell the way down."

Gege neighed, and his neck was shaking back and forth in pain. Su Qingmian realized that something was wrong, and comforted Gege: "Relax, it's fine."

His words had no effect at all, Ge Ge's wings suddenly stopped moving, and lost power, one person and one horse fell from the sky. In an emergency, Su Qingmian used a low-level wind spell, and the wind played a blocking role, so that he would not fall Too bad.

Grid was lying on the ground, foaming.