After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

A large army was stationed by the Yiling River.

Lan Yu was dressed in silver-white armor, with long hair tied high. He was immersed in the ink-like night. His face was cold, his posture was straight, and he had a sword on his waist. He was heading to the newly built military tent, with Han Yin following him. ,road:

"We will reach the border of Wuxu in about ten days, and our people will be there to provide support."

Han Yin opened the curtain and Lan Yu entered the tent. The lights in the tent were bright. He raised his hand and took off his sword and handed it to Han Yin. He said: "It is not easy to enter Wu Xu. The stone forest on the border of Wu Xu is complicated and difficult to navigate. Be careful and don't waste time."

"Yes," Han Yin took the sword. It was raining outside and there was a lot of noise. "There was a letter from Tianjing, saying that Mr. Wei Ge had transferred the affairs of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to the Procuratorate. It was just today. That’s what the letter said.”

Mentioning this, Lan Yu unconsciously softened his cold and solemn expression. He turned his head and said, "Let Shang Yao and the other principals help me more. If anything happens, report to me in a timely manner. There can be no mistakes."

"Back off first."

Han Yin ordered, opened the curtain again and exited.

Yao Zaiyu was holding copper scissors to pick out the wick in the candle. Chu Yitang was sitting behind the table, writing with a pen. There was a thick stack of official documents on the low table beside him, all of which were urgent business matters.

"What time is it now?"

After listening to Chu Yitang's question, Yao Zaiyu put the copper scissors back to their original positions and said, "My lord, it has just passed the time of Xu."

Chu Yitang understood clearly, rubbed away the excess ink in the inkstone, and said calmly: "It's getting late, you should go back early."

Yao Zaiyu paused for a moment, and the candlelight in the room was bright. He didn't say anything more, only lowered his head and answered:

"Thank you for your consideration."

When Shen Yixiao returned home, it was already his late twenties. Since he had not been summoned, he returned to the capital without much fanfare. He only brought a few entourages and a boy he had recently favored.

The yard was not big and the location was remote. It was already late at night when Shen Yixiao returned to the bedroom from the study. The yard was covered with residual leaves. His eyes were full of fatigue. He ignored the light that suddenly went out behind the window and pushed open the door. Enter the room door.

There was dim light outside and no one could be seen. Shen Yixiao frowned and was upset. Just as he was about to call someone, he saw the boy curled up behind a screen in a corner, unable to move at all as if he was bound. His face was full of fear, and he was desperately trying. Chong Shen Yi Xiao shook his head, his mouth was tightly sealed, unable to speak.

His feet froze, and the air around him suddenly became thinner. Shen Yixiao's chest felt suffocated. He subconsciously took a step back, but his shoulders were pressed by something. It was very thin and light, and the light refracted under the moonlight seemed to be surging. He stiffened his neck and caught a glimpse of the ripples in the corner of his eye. The ripples were strange, winding and complex, gently buckling on his shoulders.

That's a sword hilt.

On the hilt of the sword, there is a slender hand, with the index finger resting on the lines, the joints are clear, and the fingertips are white.

There was a wind passing by in the hall, and it rolled up to his feet. Shen Yixiao was suppressed in this chill. A shiver came from the bottom of his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant. His teeth were trembling, and he pretended to be calm, but only at the end. The tone is still a little trembling:

"who?"

A human figure was vaguely visible on the ground, mostly blocked by the threshold. The hilt of the sword had not moved. Shen Yixiao followed with his peripheral vision. There was a corner of his robe on his side, crossing the threshold and entering the room. On his hanging left wrist, he was wearing a bright red Hongchuan bead. Desire dripping, the narrow sleeves were tightened, the lines of the wrist bones were smooth, the faint orchid fragrance came through, and the tall figure completely blocked the moonlight outside the door.

Shen Yixiao turned his eyes and was able to catch a glimpse of his face in the darkness.

The composure he had pretended to be before had completely fallen apart. His pupils shrank sharply, but he could not breathe out. The blood on Shen Yixiao's face faded completely, and he could only watch him enter the room majestically.

Chu Yitang was dressed in moon-white dark patterned clothing, with a token hanging on his waist, and a little ink stain on his fingertips. Tongju was pressing on Shen Yixiao's shoulder, as steady as a mountain, not moving an inch.

"To be honest, I've wanted to kill you for a long time."

"I wanted to kill you when we were in Xicheng."

Chu Yitang retracted his hand and looked past Shen Yixiao to look at the snow-white sword blade hanging behind him. He was calm and composed, but his words made people shudder.

"At that time, I won't be able to do anything to you, because I can't cause trouble for Lan Yu."

"But now, I just think you are an eyesore, so it's better for you to die as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble to my Lan Yu."

Shen Yixiao was frozen in place, his lips were trembling, and his abdomen was even throbbing, but he couldn't even resist at the most basic level.

Chu Yitang's suppression of other people is innate.

He wanted him to die, but it was easy.

"It is said that you wanted to pierce his throat with a sword and kill him, right?"

Chu Yitang pressed the hilt of the sword and turned it slowly. The cold hilt slid across Shen Yixiao's throat, reflecting a cold light.

"Just dying would be too cheap for you."

"I haven't done such a thing for many years. I don't know how to treat others with their own treatment, but I can make your death very painful, just like what you did to Yu Lanyu back then. I will I will repay you a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times for him.”

Only now did Shen Yixiao finally come to his senses. The cold light was lying across his neck. It could kill him at any time and cause him to splatter with blood. He spent all his strength to force out a sentence from between his teeth. :

"It's not easy for you to kill me. I am a member of the Metropolitan Procuratorate after all. After a thorough investigation, Lan Yu will also be implicated. You'd better think clearly!"

Chu Yitang chuckled, his lips curved gently. This beautiful body that once made Shen Yixiao dream about her now made his hair stand on end. He violently cut off his last glimmer of hope.

"If I want to kill you, I will naturally leave some traces. I can't make anyone suspicious of Lan Yu. I don't want to care about what your plans are when you suddenly return to Beijing. But in order to avoid future troubles, there is no need for me to teach you. ”

"Don't worry, your adoptive father will come to accompany you soon, and he won't let you walk in the eternal animal path too lonely."

Chu Yitang suddenly showed his face, and he didn't know when there was a porcelain bottle in his hand. He tilted his wrist, and a small stream of clear liquid flowed out of the porcelain bottle. The moment it hit the ground, it burned the ground until it was completely intact. It continued to seep down and sting. ring.

Tongju suddenly pressed him down, Shen Yixiao knocked his knees heavily on the ground, and let out a scream. Chu Yitang turned a blind eye, his light-colored eyes calm and calm.

"As I said, you can kill with no more than a nod of your head, but I will kill you without leaving your body intact."

The porcelain bottle hung above his head, slowly tilting as his wrist moved. Chu Yitang squatted down in front of him and whispered:

"Shen Yixiao, we're on our way."

"Let's go."