Ning Gu

Zhao Zuo stepped onto the frame, and the old slave held the curtain for him.

When he bowed in, he saw Lu Qi kneeling beside Xie Ling with his back.

Lu Qi had just heard his orders under the frame, even though he guessed that Zhao Zuo was coming in at this time, he turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw that it was Zhao Zuo, so he moved his hands on the ground and wanted to kowtow.

Zhao Zuo raised his hand to signal Lu Qi not to salute, and Lu Qi retreated to give way, and he sat down consciously.

The person reflected in his eyes is still the same as before, as if nothing has changed in the past five years, the only thing that has changed is himself.

His hand landed on Xie Ling's unfurled brow.

I don't know that when he drank poison that day, he also looked like this.At that time, the old slave only said that he seemed to be asleep when he came back.

At that time, Zhao Zuo heard it, but it took a long time to pull a smile from his face.Xie Wuling couldn't fall asleep, even if he was sleeping next to his pillow or in his arms, it was the same, he would be awakened when he moved.

At night, it was said that the two of them slept together, but in fact, Xie Wuling was probably watching over him, just like he is now, with Dongfeng in his eyes, watching quietly.Sometimes he raised his hand to smooth the brows that frown inadvertently in his sleep.

Zhao Zuo's hand traced Xie Ling's brow bone, and his heart was filled with mountains and rivers, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

More than ten years ago, when he rode his horse away from Zhaoxing, he was still thinking that one year should be enough to make arrangements for himself, and enough to pick him up as a guest without causing trouble.

But he never thought that the young man who agreed to him would follow him not long after he arrived in the capital.

Or follow the person he least expects.

"Cough-cough-"

The low cough of the person in front of him pulled Zhao Zuo back from his thoughts, and his hand that covered Xie Ling's brow momentarily circled behind Xie Ling's neck in a daze, guiding Xie Ling to stand up.

Xie Ling covered his mouth with his sleeves and coughed, Zhao Zuo naturally saw the bright red color on his sleeves, and his brows furrowed instantly.But under Xie Ling's hastily tightening his sleeves, he held back the question.

Xie Ling felt the cool atmosphere around Zhao Zuo, and smiled embarrassedly. He hid his hands behind his head in vain, then pursed his lips, and carefully stretched out the tip of his tongue. bloody place.

This rubbing spread the blood on the somewhat pale lips, no different from the fatted thank you in the past.

Zhao Zuo lowered his head, seeing the bright red lips under his pale face, his eyes darkened.

Although Xie Ling propped himself up on his elbows, he was somewhat powerless.Zhao Zuo's hand was still holding his back. He felt embarrassed to rely on Zhao Zuo with all his strength, and he had to support himself.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Zuo seemed to have sensed it, changed his position, moved back, put his back against the wall of the carriage, and wanted to hug Xie Ling's half body into his arms, but Xie Ling was a bit reluctant, but his body was weak, so he had to let him play with it.

Zhao Zuo smelled the scent of tea with birthday eyebrows on the person in his arms, as if he had returned to the past, he hugged Xie Ling's hands and exerted strength until Xie Ling frowned, he seemed to be sure that the person in his arms was the one he was thinking about but never said. people.

He didn't answer Xie Ling's question just now, but put a hand into Xie Ling's sleeveless palm, squeezed it and said: "You are too tired. Are you sick?"

Just now Zhao Zuo held Xie Ling in his arms, and he knew the cold sweat on Xie Ling's back at the first glance.Kuang Na kept frowning, even a three-year-old child should know that he was tired from the dream.

"Fortunately, a bad dream."

Zhao Zuo didn't ask any further, but just before he changed his position, he blocked Lu Qi who was kneeling on the side. Now that he changed his position, Xie Ling saw it, and asked Lu Qi who was silent on the side, "Scared?" is you?"

Hearing these words, Lu Qi raised his head and met Xie Ling's gentle eyebrows. While shaking his head, his eyes were red, and he whispered: "Father..."

"It seems that I was really scared and stupid." Xie Ling raised his head, looked at Zhao Zuo, and met Zhao Zuo's eyes that had become like an abyss, still undiminished tenderness, Xie Ling struggled to laugh, " He must have made a mistake again."

Zhao Zuo's eyes were full of doubts. He wanted to ask why Lu Qi was not allowed to call him father again. He wanted to ask how much Xie Ling remembered, and how much Xie Ling knew... But facing the toughness in Xie Ling's eyes, he All of my problems vanished and I was defeated.

"Lu Qi, call the Shanren."

Hearing this, Lu Qi stuttered and said, "Shan, Shan Ren."

"Now, right?" Zhao Zuo patted Xie Ling's shoulder and asked.

Xie Ling nodded.Then he suddenly changed the subject and said, "Xianzhi is outside?"

"Ah."

"Maybe he heard what I said?"

"If he thinks, he can." Zhao Zuo asked him like this. Both Xianzhi and Lu Qi's martial arts were taught by the hidden guards, and their hearing is naturally better than ordinary people, but when Xie Ling asked, , those inside and outside the car naturally knew that he had something to say, Zhao Zuo lowered his head again, squeezed Xie Ling's palm, and said, "Don't worry about this moment, why don't you talk about it after a while?"

Xie Ling wanted to wave his hand, but he didn't have enough strength, and he didn't raise his hand very high, so he waved his hand in vain: "The brother's matter was done on purpose. That person left a message."

Xie Ling raised his head slightly to look at Zhao Zuo, he didn't know if Zhao Zuo knew, but Lu Qi knew, so he said this for Zhao Zuo and Xianzhi.

"'The gates of the mountain are open, and the song comes at night'?" Zhao Zuo answered the words seriously, and read that sentence.He followed Lu Qi that day, looked at the two of them, and naturally heard what he said.

"Yes." Xie Ling became curious when he heard Zhao Zuo's answer, but then he thought about that night in the bamboo house, Zhao Zuo once said that he arranged the hidden guards in the bamboo house, so he felt that it was only natural for him to know these things of.

"Later, it was Lu Qi who gave me the tips to write to him." Xie Ling wanted to raise his hand to rub his aching forehead, but asked Zhao Zuo to hold his hand. He could only shake his head, frowned, and continued, " You said that Duke Yong's mansion is flooded, and there is still a costume." Xie Lingfu looked up at Zhao Zuo.

Zhao Zuo noticed the strangeness of the person in his arms, let go of his hand, and rubbed his forehead for him. It turned out that he always watched him rub it. After a long time, he knew where to rub it for him, but he didn't do it for five years. After passing, I don't know if rubbing is right, Zhao Zuo's heart beats a little.

But the drum in his heart hadn't started yet, the question Xie Ling asked chilled his eyes a lot, it took him a long time to answer, and his tone became a little colder, those who didn't know thought it was Yong Guogong who harmed his biological mother .

"Ah."

"There is a painting in the bamboo house, which is also a costume."

Lu Qi was listening from the sidelines, but when Xie Ling talked about the costumes, his heart tightened.He once told Xianzhi about this painting, but Xianzhi was suddenly stunned.

He always felt that this painting was strange, so he paid more attention to it.

As for that painting, except for Xian Zhi who was riding a horse, he had never seen it before, Zhao Zuo and Xie Ling had seen it before.

Xie Ling can talk about it calmly now, but because he hasn't sorted it out, there are thousands of thoughts in his mind, but Zhao Zuo's heart is turned into a big wave.

The incident in Yongguo's mansion was probably the beginning of a turning point in his and Xie Wuling's lives, with constant cutting and confusion.

To be honest, one part of his heart was grateful to his imperial brother for bringing him to Fufeng, and the other nine parts, he wished to cut that person into pieces.

Zhao Zuo wondered if he would be impulsive again if he saw his imperial brother doing such unbearable things to Xie Wuling in the courtyard again.He thought about it for many years, but the result was the same.

Even if what awaits him later is the three years in Zhaoxing Monster Tower, he still will.

"The first step in the dark room is the violin." Xie Ling raised his eyes and looked at the xylophone that was put aside.

Zhao Zuo nodded.

"And then the costumes?"

"Ah."

"Father... what Shanren means is that only the dark room can solve this middle connection."

"After that?" Xie Ling looked up at Zhao Zuo. That night, he was sure that Zhao Zuo left the bed. As for whether he went to the dark room, he didn't know, but he still took a gamble.After all, he couldn't solve this problem, his mind was already in chaos.

However, his bet was wrong.

Zhao Zuo has seen those five pictures, they are not bad.

But it wasn't that night, when Zhao Zuo left the bed that night, the security guard sent pigeons to find Qi Zhisheng, Xie Ling was sleeping next to him, his breathing was not steady, he was afraid that something might happen to Xie Ling's body.

He is probably the most greedy of all "lonely people".He doesn't want to be a "widow".He wanted someone to be by his side all the time, not just this side of the mountain and river.

"It's Yuan Bao." Zhao Zuo asserted aloud.

Huixuan once told him that Juheng is the end of Xie Wuling's steps, so according to the order, after the opera robe, the next one should be Yuan Bao, the real person who is purer than Miaofa.The most important dark chess in his hand.

If it is said that what Miaofa holds in his hand is the last life that Xie Wuling is unwilling to use in his life, then what Yuan Bao holds in his hand is the last half of Zhao Zuo's life, which is after Zhao Zuo was granted a fiefdom. A person who can handle swords and raise arms by himself.

But he didn't know why Xie Wuling painted Yuan Bao, he didn't know how much Xie Wuling knew, and he didn't know how much Xie Ling knew now. When Xie Wuling was there, he never thought of asking Xie Wuling. Xie Wuling was gone, and it was too late for him. Go ask Yuanbao.

"Aunt Yuanwrap?" Lu Qi was in Shenque, because he was a king with a different surname, he was tantamount to envy, so he mostly called these royal family members like envy.

"Ah."

"What does this have to do with Aunt Yuan Bao?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zuo cast his eyes on Xie Ling, but Xie Ling's throat was slightly itchy, and he accepted Zhao Zuo's gaze, and coughed continuously,

Zhao Zuofang's free hand slowly moved towards his back and patted it lightly, but Xie Ling's cough did not stop at all.

Lu Qi turned around and took the jug hanging on the shelf, poured half a glass of water and handed it over, Zhao Zuo took it and wanted Xie Ling to take a sip, but Xie Ling's cough didn't stop, so Zhao Zuo had to hold it all the time.

Xie Ling was also afraid that the outside world could hear too clearly, so he coughed with his sleeves covered and his face turned red after a while, and then gradually subsided.

Zhao Zuo's eyebrows were twisted together as if they were knotted. "When I left yesterday, it wasn't like this..."

"No... no problem." Before Zhao Zuo could finish speaking, Xie Ling interrupted him and answered the words.

Hearing these words in Zhao Zuo's ears, he just wanted to hold Xie Ling's chin and ask him how it would be a hindrance, and in the end... just think about it.

"I think, go to Yongguo Gongfu to have a look at night."

"Widow..." Zhao Zuo's half sentence "together" finally turned in his throat and swallowed. "You take care of your body, then go."

"It's too late."

"What's too late?"

"Would the bad guys wait for my health to recover before doing evil? In the battle on the battlefield, how could the bandits wait until you are strong and strong before attacking?" Even though Xie Ling's words lacked strength, they were still compelling.It made Zhao Zuo and Lu Qi sound a little enlightened.

"That's true, Senior Brother Huixuan won't die."

Xie Ling swallowed the fishy sweetness surging in his throat, and said softly: "There are still five days until the senior brother's first seven days."

Xie Ling's eyes instantly turned red.

"If you want, go. The sky is high and the sea is wide. If you are tired from flying, come back to Zhaoxing."

"As long as I'm still here, there will always be someone waiting for you at Zhaoxing's mountain gate."

"You..."

The words and phrases of master and senior brother kept popping out of his mind in the past few days.Others may not know, but he can't pretend not to know.

Zhaoxing is the shelter given to him by his master and senior brothers. Once they leave, his shelter will disappear without a trace, and he will have no one to rely on.

His home is gone.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, he unconsciously nestled into Zhao Zuo's arms.Like a seedling that wants to absorb some sunlight, or like a piece of ice that needs some warmth to melt.

Zhao Zuo didn't know if this piece of ice could be melted by himself, so he subconsciously hugged it tighter.Zhao Zuo couldn't remember how long it was the last time he was so weak.

Xie Ling huddled in Zhao Zuo's arms, his eyes were empty.

He made an agreement with Master Miaofa and his senior brother at the grave outside the bamboo house that he had to personally lead the man in black to kowtow to his senior brother.

But today he is afraid, he is not afraid that he will not be able to get it, but he is afraid that he does not have enough time.He forgot how long he hadn't felt so uncomfortable, as if someone had put a lot of things in his mind, and all these things were pressed on his shoulders and heart, making him unable to breathe.

The last time I felt so uncomfortable was when I just woke up from Zhaoxing.Every day is chaotic, and the chaos is not like myself.

But that was on the mountain behind Zhaoxing, even if he was in chaos, he would not be hurt, but now it is different, he can't let himself be in chaos, he has to be awake, senior brother Huixuan is still waiting for him.

But the more sober he is, the more he feels that the memories in his mind are constantly dragging him, but he can't grasp it; the more sober he is, the more deeply he can experience this depression, and finally it is a vicious circle.

The moon is cold and the sun is warm, come to fry life, as it should be.

Xie Ling didn't know how long it took to get back to God, there was silence in the car frame, he looked at the sunlight falling through the small window of the car, pursed the corners of his mouth, and sat up a little, as if it was just an old magpie flying away with nothing to cling to. Not your average.

"What does your Majesty think?"

Zhao Zuo closed his eyes, and Dao replied as if he was obedient: "It's up to you."

"However," Zhao Zuo added, "it's only an hour. It's cold at night, so don't catch a cold."

"Ah."

"Xianzhi Lu Qi will follow, and I will wait for you in Juheng." Zhao Zuo's voice fell, and he heard the sound of someone hitting the window with a stone. Lu Qi knew that it was Xianzhi's disagreement, so he just raised his head and glanced at Zhao quietly. Zuo, seeing that Zhao Zuo seemed to be deaf, and only saw the person in his arms, he didn't dare to speak out.

But Xianzhi persevered in picking up stones again and again, hitting the window sill again and again, making a muffled "dong dong".

"Xianzhi, want to go back to Chongque?" Zhao Zuo squinted his eyes, and said frivolously, with a bit of irrefutable.

Xianzhi heard the sound, and the sound of stones hitting the window disappeared immediately.

The author has something to say: Only when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, come to fry life. (Li He's "Bitter Days Are Short")