Zilan

"My lord, it's time for dinner." Xiao Si's voice came from outside the door.

Unknowingly, the sky has gradually taken over the dark scene.

Young Master Jiang quickly escaped from Yan Zhuoqing's palm like a frightened bird, tilted his head and coughed lightly, and shouted: "Come in."

When Xiao Si entered the door, it was no surprise that he saw the black-clothed swordsman that the master had hired to protect the young master.The master and madam have warned you to serve this black-clothed swordsman named "One Sword Keeps Your Soul" wholeheartedly. Xiao Si also had a good impression of this night swordsman from the beginning. He came to protect the young master, so why not serve him well? Can.However, even so, it can't stop Xiao Si from feeling depressed because of him these days.

For example, now, the black-clothed swordsman helped his son to the table, took the food box in his hand very naturally, and began to place the dishes and chopsticks, but the son did not refuse, as he was used to it.

Xiao Si realized very deeply that since the swordsman in black clothes came, he had lost the opportunity to serve the young master, and even though he had been with the young master for a longer time, the young master was even closer to him than himself, and spent all day with this young master. The swordsmen stayed together.If he doesn't do anything else, his little four's position may soon be replaced if this continues!

"Hero of a sword, it's good for the younger ones to do it." Xiaosi stopped Yan Zhuoqing, who had finished serving Young Master Jiang for dinner and was going to help him to rest, and smiled, "Dinner has been brought to your room inside."

Yan Zhuoqing stared at him with a smile on his face.

Like being bitten by the throat by a beast with its bloody mouth wide open, the smell of blood rushed to the face, and Xiaosi's back was soaked in cold sweat.

"It's my fault." Jiang Jiuwan broke the silence with annoyed expression, "You should go back and have dinner soon."

Yan Zhuoqing's gaze moved away from Xiao Si's body, and softened the moment he touched Jiang Jiuwan: "Okay."

His promise was unexpectedly straightforward, but Jiang Jiuwan was a little unhappy, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly downward.

Suddenly, a strong and warm hand under the table wrapped the back of his hand, and it was released immediately.

"See you tomorrow, young master." Yan Zhuoqing said in a low voice.

"See you tomorrow, Great Xia Yan." Young Master Jiang's mouth twitched.

"Little Four, send off Hero Yan."

Xiao Siyi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, heard Jiang Jiuwan's order, and could only smile at Yan Zhuoqing tremblingly: "Hero Yan, this way please."

Xiaosi is now so afraid of this swordsman that when he sent Yan Zhuoqing off, he left several zhang away from his room.

Yan Zhuoqing looked at his back as he fled away like a scourge, and couldn't help but laugh.To be honest, he just wanted to frighten the little boy. Firstly, the knocking on the door by the little boy disturbed people who shouldn't be disturbed. Second, what he said just now really displeased him, but he didn't expect to be so scared.

***

Xiaosi just wanted to get away from Yan Zhuoqing as soon as possible, and ran forward but didn't pay attention to the front, and accidentally bumped into someone.

He fell to the ground and gasped for air, looked up and saw the person he bumped into clearly: "Xiaoping?"

The little girl with double buns stood in front of him.

"Aren't you going to deliver dinner to One Sword Hero? Why are you here?" Xiao Si asked suspiciously.

He didn't notice why he bumped into Xiaoping, he fell to the ground, while Xiaoping, a weak woman, was able to stand firmly.

Xiaoping stretched out her hand to pull him up, and said helplessly, "I have waited for a long time but I still don't see the door opened, I think I must have gone to look for the young master again, so I have to leave the dinner there for now."

Xiao Si frowned when he heard this: "How can this be done? What if the food gets cold?" Although he doesn't like that swordsman, he must not treat the guest with this attitude, "If it spreads, it will make people I feel that the Jiang family is neglecting their guests."

"It doesn't matter, he can't pass it on anyway." Xiaoping smiled.

"What..." Xiaosi looked at her suspiciously, but his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.The last thing I saw was the girl's pretty face with a smile, half in the moonlight, half in the shadow, strange and unknown.

***

Jiang Jiuwan hasn't had that dream for a long time.

A gloomy room with unburned red candles.

The woman hugged him tightly, and the wide sleeves almost covered his young body.

He seemed to be split in two.

Half of them are young and weak, covered by the sleeves and can only see the boundless darkness; half of them are high above, looking down at the air-conditioned room, looking down at the cut candle wick, looking down at the beautiful woman, and can even clearly see the woman The dagger resting on his neck was shining white, her hair bun was slightly messed up, but her face was as calm as stagnant water.

"You really look like me." A cold hand touched his face and stopped at his eyes, "Except for one pair of eyes, just like your father."

Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, and the dagger in her hand moved closer to his neck.

"Still come with me."

He could already feel the coolness of the dagger, but he didn't feel scared. On the contrary, the breath on her made him feel at ease.

He rubbed against the woman's arms - "Mother."

Suddenly, the surging darkness swept towards him. The empty room, the unburned red candle, and the woman were all washed away by the darkness. Only the sound of something jingling and falling echoed in the darkness. .

When Jiang Jiuwan opened his eyes, he thought he was still imprisoned in the darkness, his consciousness was broken, and he was powerless to struggle.

Soon he realized that this wasn't a dream anymore, the moonlight fell slightly on the window sill, it wasn't total darkness.However, his hands and feet were sore and weak, it was unknown whether it was because he was still in a dream or something, and his head was in chaos.

Jiang Jiuwan tried several times but couldn't get up from the bed, so he had to call for help.

"Little Four." His throat was hoarse, and he tried his best to squeeze out a little sound.

The strange thing is that Xiao Si, who used to be at his door in the past, didn't respond.

It was only then that Jiang Jiuwan remembered that he had asked Xiao Si to send Yan Zhuoqing off just now.

He opened his mouth and wanted to call out to others, but no sound could come out of his throat.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

"My lord, are you calling me?" Xiao Si looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Jiuwan's pupils constricted, and he opened his mouth to speak, but there was silence.

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you are not.

You are not Xiao Si.

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The mobile version does not have blank lines and sections, so it can only be separated by *** (very deeply aware that I am a useless name