win the tripod

At noon, the "Shiyuan Building" was full of voices, and the shopkeepers and clerks were running around sweating profusely. The woman in black looked around and walked straight to the second floor with a blank expression. The guy who ran down just looked down at the dishes in his hands, and bumped into the woman.

The man was startled, and quickly took off the dry towel hanging around his neck to wipe the stains on the woman's black clothes, and said repeatedly: "Excuse me, guest officer..." There was no ripple on the woman's calm face. After wiping the towel on the guy's hand a few times casually, he said lightly, "It's okay." Then he put the towel on the guy's shoulder.

The man turned his head and looked at the black figure who was going upstairs, and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he met a sensible man... The man shook his head and smiled, and suddenly asked for a very faint and somewhat weird fragrance, and he frowned. Frowning, he raised his arm and smelled it around, only to smell the smell of cooking oil smoke, the man pouted, and continued to work again.

Qiang Yanxi found a seat by the window and sat down. The clerk who had just turned around hurriedly wiped the table for her and served a pot of tea, "What do you need, sir?" Qiang Yanxi looked out of the window with a tone of voice Ping Ping said: "Each one of your restaurant's signature dishes." The clerk's eyes lit up, and while pouring a cup of tea for Qiang Yanxi, he said loudly "Okay" and left in a hurry.

The tea was boiling hot, and the light-colored white mist slowly floated up, gradually enveloping a pair of eyes that were as black as ink and as bright as stars, Qiang Yanxi picked up the teacup with a calm expression, and gently blown away the white mist, just now. Take a small sip slowly.

At this time, there was a suppressed conversation from the next table, Qiang Yanxi didn't want to listen, but when the words "Gen Shajiao" came to his ears, Qiang Yanxi couldn't help feeling tense, Gen Shajiao... The two slanted eyebrows frowned slightly. In her impression, she had no contact with this sect, but the three words "Gen Shajiao" made her subconsciously move. This feeling was like, she It seemed that she was very familiar with this teaching before... She couldn't help but listen carefully.

"Hey, I heard that many people from the major factions died suddenly..."

"That's right, it's said that two more people from the Xiaoyao faction died last night, as did the Tianshan faction!"

"I heard that the murderer is a Gu..."

"Gu people! Could it be Gen Shajiao!?"

"Hush, keep your voice down, it's probably... done."

"This Gen Shajiao has disappeared in the rivers and lakes for several years, how...how did it reappear?"

"Who knows, after this, it will be unstable..."

Gu people...Gen Shajiao...holding the teacup tightly with thin white fingers, suddenly there was a soft "pop", the two people who were talking were startled, turned their heads to take a look, then closed their mouths tightly and stopped talking.

The fragments cut through the delicate palm, and the bright red blood mixed with the light yellow tea dripped down. Qiang Yanxi looked at the bleeding palm with a complicated expression, and always felt that he had lost a very important memory. The memory fragments are all intact, but she feels that she seems to have forgotten a person and everything related to that person.

A faint red shadow appeared in his mind, that person's figure was graceful and his steps were like a lotus flower, but he couldn't see his face clearly. Qiang Yanxi closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously, but the red shadow in his mind was the same as that night's The woman overlapped and clenched her hands subconsciously, Qiang Yanxi suddenly opened her eyes.

Is it her that I forgot?

"Guest officer, your dish is here...ah, your hand, guest officer?"

Qiang Yanxi was awakened suddenly, but when his eyes were swaying, the red shadow suddenly pierced into his eyes, Qiang Yanxi immediately stood up and jumped out of the wide open window, saying "Oh, guest officer, you haven't heard of it yet?" Pay it!" Forgotten.

When Qiang Yanxi chased it out, the red shadow seemed to disappear again. The woman in black looked around coldly, but couldn't find a trace of red, except for the one that was still slowly dripping blood. right hand.

With her thin lips tightly pressed, Qiang Yanxi took a deep breath, but just after she turned and left, a person slowly walked out from the corner in front of where she was standing. skirt, a head of black hair scattered to the waist, and a gold-encrusted stone cloud hairpin slanted into the delicate bun, the man looked at the direction she was leaving without blinking, and took a long time to look away. .

She looked at the small pool of dark blood stains on the ground, and the thick eyelashes trembled over her eyes, covering all her emotions. After a while, the man raised his head and smiled slowly towards the direction Qiang Yanxi left up.

However, that extremely beautiful and glamorous smile only lasted for a short moment. The man sighed in a low voice, and slowly turned around. Behind him, a woman in black folded her arms and looked at her coldly.

It really was her!Qiang Yanxi looked at the person in front of her. She had only met that person once, but it seemed as if she had known him for a long time. She raised her chin slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" The woman in red lightly Yilianbu approached her slowly, and said with a soft smile: "You are really forgetful, then I will tell you again, I am Ran Zhu, and I am your wife."

Qiang Yanxi's expression remained the same, but her arms were tightly clenched. She looked at the gold hairpin on the woman's head, and felt that the gold hairpin was extremely dazzling, "We...we knew each other before?" Ran Zhu couldn't help hearing the words She covered her lips and laughed, "If we didn't know each other before, how could we get married?"

That piece of bright red was once again imprinted in her mind brightly, causing Qiang Yanxi to shake her body in a daze, "Married?" She frowned and looked at Ran Zhu suspiciously, "We, have we ever been married?" Ran Luo Pursing her lips, she nodded and said: "We have worshiped, married, and..." She leaned into Qiang Yanxi's ear and whispered narrowly: "And, we also went to the house."

Qiang Yanxi frowned tightly. She didn't have these scenes in her memory. She didn't remember that they had worshiped, or that they had been married, or that they had a burrow, but she remembered that patch of red, that bright red She even remembered the smell of Ran Zhu's body, the faint floral fragrance mixed with astringent bitter medicine, but it smelled strangely good.

"I don't remember what you said, but I remember your smell." Qiang Yanxi looked directly at those light brown peach blossom eyes, and said lightly. It was the brightest time Qiang Yanxi had ever seen her smile. Looking at her smile, Qiang Yanxi couldn't help but twitched the corner of her lower lip slightly.

She remembered such a smile, such a beautiful smile without the slightest gloomy and sinister, she remembered.

"It's okay, you will remember me, you will remember everything we had before." She heard the woman's soft voice slip past her ears, and then a pair of soft lips touched the corners of her lips.

It was night, and the sky began to rain lightly.

Beigong Juechen walked slowly into the inner room wearing a pure white obscene clothes. A few small candles were burning in the room, and the fragrance was faintly floating with light-colored white mist. A woman in black leaned against the window indifferently with arms folded. Seeing him coming in, he whispered, "How about we get married?"

Beigong Juechen's eyebrows twitched.

The drizzle fell intermittently all night, and the rain dripped down the treetops, gradually forming a small puddle in the mud. The scent of green grass mixed with dewdrops slowly penetrated into the tip of the nose, refreshing.

Light white fingertips lightly plucked the strings, making a series of crisp strings, and the corners of the bright red lips raised a just right arc, and the young man in the bright yellow embroidered auspicious cloud blouse sat down behind him, his slender fingers casually He plucked the strings, and a series of smooth music sounds like bells poured out from the young man's hands.

Knowing that Beigong Juechen could play the guqin that night, Beigong Qiyi ordered someone to find a good harp. He slowly stopped playing, his black pupils showed a little tenderness.

What he wants is nothing more than - Qin Se and Ming.

"My lord..." Xi Mo rushed in with small steps in a hurry, Bei Gong Qiyi withdrew her gaze from lingering on the ser, raised her eyes and smiled and said, "So anxious, what's the matter?" Xi Mo exhaled a few times, panting Said: "Young master, I heard that the Zhuang master is married."

"Bounce—" The hand that was caressing the zither tightened, and the strings snapped.

The handsome young man was startled, and opened his eyes suddenly, "Young master, young master?" Beigong Qiyi blinked, and some stiff smile lines appeared, and the young man pursed his lips and said, "Marriage? When did it happen?" Ximo secretly looked at Beigong Qiyi for a few times, and was relieved when he saw that his expression was normal, "I don't know, I heard it from sister Fuling who served the owner when I went to the dining room to get breakfast this morning."

Beigong Qiyi nodded with a smile, as if the shock and anger just now had never happened, he looked down at the broken strings, and shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that such a good violin." Mo leaned over to have a look, pouted his mouth and said, "Young master, let someone take it and change a string."

Beigong Qiyi shook her head with a half-smile, "The changed string is not the original one after all, and this violin is not the original violin either." Then he opened his round eyes again, and said mysteriously, "Young Master, don't you want to know who the Zhuang Master will marry?"

Beigong Qiyi raised her hand and tapped his forehead in a funny way, then asked with a smile, "Why do I need to know?" Xi Mo covered his forehead with both hands, and muttered, "That's my son, your future sister-in-law." Ah, don’t you care about it, young master?” Taking off the broken string unhurriedly, Beigong Qiyi raised the corners of her eyes and said silently: “Whoever it is, it doesn’t matter to me at all. .”

Because no matter who it is, this marriage is doomed to fail!The broken string in his hand turned into a puddle of powder and fell on the black and brown nanmu table in front of Beigong Qiyi. The young man lowered his eyes, and his long and narrow phoenix pupils slowly turned red.

Standing beside Beigong Qiyi, the handsome young man looked down at him silently, but a meaningful smile slowly appeared on his face that should be innocent and ignorant of the world.

The author has something to say: the end of the first volume

The second volume... I'm already powerless, I don't know how to write