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The light wind gently lifted the brocade and golden silk emerald window screens in the house, and I saw a young boy in white clothes, sitting at the table and studying a book carefully. Beside him is a man in a dark green robe, leaning lazily on the red tiger skin soft couch. The man has a pair of rare dark green eyes, with deep determination. The man looks similar to the boy, but less than the boy. A little more gorgeous, a little more solemn.

Beigong Qiyi focused on studying the mental method, Beigong Juechen leaned on the soft couch and gave pointers from time to time, the time came to noon in a blink of an eye, Beigong Qiyi's stomach suddenly groaned, and he was still immersed in the In the book, before he realized it, Beigong Juechen took the book away from his hand, the young man looked up at him dissatisfied, Beigong Juechen got up from the soft couch, casually threw the method aside On the small table made of pineapple flowers, he said lightly: "It's noon, let's eat first." Then he clapped his hands lightly.

Beigong Qiyi only felt that someone in the room left in a flash, but she didn't see that person's figure, it must be the secret guard.

Beigong Juechen brought Beigong Qiyi to the outer room, and saw a dozen maids slowly walking in from outside the house. The maids put the dishes in their hands on the table lightly, and then stood quietly aside, Beigong Jue Chen waved his hand to signal them all to go down, and a group of Yingying and Yanyan immediately moved lightly and slowly retreated.

Beigong Qiyi sat beside Beigong Juechen, holding a flower-shaped hollow silver chopsticks in her hand, holding a slice of thinly sliced ​​lotus root, the attached silk was easily torn off, Beigong Qiyi Put the lotus root slices on Beigong Juechen's plate, and said with a smile: "Brother, please eat." Beigong Juechen raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, picked up the silver chopsticks and put the lotus root slices in his mouth, the lotus root slices were crisp and sour Cool, Beigong Juechen couldn't help but took another slice, Beigong Qiyi saw that he liked it, so she started to eat it happily.

After lunch, Beigong Juechen handed a pure white filial piety dress to Beigong Qiyi, and said in a flat voice, "Go back and change it, I'll wait for you in the back garden." nodded.

Back at "Xianyiju", Beigong Qiyi took off the Yuebaiyun brocade cannon on her body, and took off the heavy wood inlaid beaded crown on her head. Her long jet black hair spread all over her back. Beigong Qiyi wore a white She tied her hair behind her head with a headband and put on a pure white filial piety dress. The whole body of the filial piety robe was pure white without any decorations. Beigong Qiyi's complexion was also extremely white, except for a little red cinnabar mole on her forehead.

White is the ultimate white, and red is the sparkling red.

Beigong Qiyi looked at the little boy reflected in the bronze mirror, and smiled slightly. The person in the mirror was dressed in white and had black hair, with a little cinnabar on his forehead. His moist red lips were raised slightly, and his dark eyes seemed to be decorated with pearls. of brilliance.

He straightened his clothes and walked slowly outside. When the maid saw him coming out, she hurriedly greeted him respectfully and led him to the back garden.Beigong Qiyi saw the man's straight back from a distance, he stopped and squinted his eyes slightly to look at the man, the maid saw him stop, she bowed and retreated, Beigong Qiyi withdrew her gaze, and walked away solemnly past.

Before Beigong Qiyi approached, Beigong Juechen turned to look at him. This was the first time Beigong Qiyi saw Beigong Juechen wearing white clothes. Qiyi seemed to feel a chill rushing towards his face, he looked at that person, as if he saw a thousand-year-old snow lotus, which grew in an extremely cold place and was eternal.

Beigong Qiyi narrowed her eyes and lowered her head slightly. He walked towards the man slowly, and smiled faintly. The smile was very light and faint, but it seemed to have absorbed the brilliance of the world. He walked over and took Beigong Juechen's hand, and said softly: "Big Brother." The call of "Big Brother" was melodious and desolate, like a yellow oriole singing in an empty valley, and Beigong Juechen's fine eyelashes drooped down, allowing the young man to hold his hand and slowly enter the garden.

The back garden is a large cemetery, where all the ancestors of the Beigong family are buried. There are towering trees growing in the garden, and the branches and leaves are not lush. Beigong Juechen led Beigong Qiyi to bypass the winding path From time to time, Beigong Qiyi passed by beautifully built tombs one after another, but Beigong Juechen stopped at this time.

Beigong Qiyi took a closer look, and there was a relatively new tomb not far in front of her. On the tombstone was engraved the tomb of Beigong Xinmo of the Beigong family. Beigong Juechen pursed her lips and said, "This It's grandfather, since he's here, let's go in and burn incense for him." Then he stepped forward and touched the left side of the stone gate a few times, the stone gate opened slowly, candles were burning in the tomb, Beigong Qiyi followed Beigong Jue Chen walked in and saw the portrait hanging on the stone wall at a glance.

The man in the painting is dressed in black, with black hair falling down to his waist like a waterfall, against which his skin is as white as fresh snow. The man's thick and long eyebrows are flying into the temples, his nose hangs straight, and his slightly thin lips are tightly pursed into a straight line. The whole person is like a peerless sharp sword. It doesn't look like Beigong Li, but it has a similarity with Beigong Juechen, but it is colder than Beigong Juechen.

"I met him a few times when I was young." Beigong Juechen said, and handed the burning incense in his hand to Beigong Qiyi, "What kind of person is he?" Beigong Qiyi took the incense and asked, Beigong Juechen bowed to the memorial tablet, and inserted the incense.Into the incense burner covered with incense ashes, Beigong Qiyi also bowed as he inserted the incense.When entering the furnace, I heard Beigong Juechen's clear voice, "He is a very powerful person..."

Beigong Xinmo, who was still a teenager, single-handedly defeated the eight major schools of martial arts without any damage.

"I know." Beigong Qiyi chuckled and said, "Brother is also a very powerful person." But Beigong Juechen shook his head, "I am not as good as him." Beigong Qiyi stepped forward Grabbing the man's wrist, looking straight at him with beautiful eyes, the bright black pupils seemed to be illuminated by the faint starlight, the young man stood upright proudly, and said word by word: "Big brother will definitely be the most powerful in the Beigong family in the future." people."

Beigong Juechen looked at him silently, and smiled a moment later, he raised his chin slightly, and said in a deep voice, "I know."

The two of them left Beigong Xinmo's tomb, and after taking half a cup of tea, they came to two adjacent tombs. The two coffins sank in the two tombs respectively. In Gong Li's words, he said calmly to Beigong Juechen: "Father said he hoped to be buried with mother."

Beigong Juechen sneered, and said in a low voice: "He is infatuated." The Beigong Yi family has always been either ruthless or sentimental, and only Bei Gongli is the most affectionate, and he is considered the most special of the Bei Gong family The different one.

It's a pity that love doesn't last long...

Beigong Qiyi was thinking about it, but she saw Beigong Juechen walked into a tomb, and then walked out carrying a pitch-black Nanmu coffin with one hand, and put it into another tomb. Beigong Qiyi followed him in with a blink of an eye. There were many funerary objects piled up in the tomb, including precious jade, pearls, emeralds, gold, silver, antiques, cloth and sandalwood. The sound, the two coffins lying side by side, is affectionate.

Beigong Juechen handed Beigong Qiyi a stick of incense, and the two of them knelt down slowly facing the enshrined places on the red sandalwood table. It's at the church.

A kowtow, the man loves his concubine.

Two kowtows, a hundred years together.

Three kowtows, entangled with one heart.

The two stood up and walked to the table at the same time, and put the unburned incense in their hands into the dark gold cauldron. Beigong Juechen glanced lightly at the portraits of Beigong Li and Helian Jia hanging on the wall, and then Walking out of the tomb indifferently, the stone door of the tomb was slowly closed by the two of them, making a muffled "touch".

"Brother." The young man called out suddenly, Beigong Juechen turned his head, his stern face was neither sad nor happy.

The young man tilted his head, but suddenly attacked Beigong Juechen's waist and abdomen. Beigong Juechen didn't expect him to attack suddenly, but he only turned sideways slightly. The young man's palm passed by his waist, his loose clothes The sleeves swept across Beigong Qiyi's sleeve corners, and the white clothes flew away.

Beigong Qiyi withdrew her hand after only one blow, and stood beside the man. Beigong Juechen looked at him and laughed, "That's right, being able to touch the corner of my sleeve is considered an improvement." Gong Qiyi listened to his self-proclaim, raised her head, and slowly showed a beautiful smile, but the next moment, she suppressed her smile and knelt down in front of Beigong Juechen, who was in front of her with her robes lifted, and bowed deeply. Next, "Brother's martial arts are peerless, unparalleled in the world."

Since then, Bei Gongli, the current patriarch of "Lizhuang", died, and the eldest son, Beigong Juechen, took charge of the "Lizhuang", which changed the color of the whole world.