The black cat is on top, the evil spirits retreat

A towering sycamore tree in the Wutong Pavilion covered most of the entire attic. Inside, Chu Tianyi stood in front of the window with red eyes, with a strong murderous aura exuding from his body, and he clenched his five fingers into fists to suppress his anger.

The painting was lost, and a piece of my heart was lost for no reason.This feeling of not being able to grasp it made him annoyed and annoyed, like fine sand on the fingertips, the tighter he gripped it, the faster it would be lost. He was always too hard, so that all the fine sand in his hands slipped away...

The teams that had just gone out to search hurriedly entered the garden from the outside and looked at each other. The chief guard stood outside the door with sweaty palms, nervously holding the saber at his waist and bowing his head, saying, "Report My lord, I searched all over the palace, but I couldn't find it..."

"waste!"

Chu Tianyi gritted his teeth tightly, the veins on the side of his neck burst into anger, he beat the window lattice hard, and sawdust fell all over the floor.

Nothing of value in the room was touched, except for the worthless painting. It must not be some ordinary thief!He also knows this very well!

Looking somewhere with red eyes, he clenched his fists.He hated this superficially peaceful situation so much that he needed blood to break it!

A group of people outside the door stood tremblingly, no one dared to back down, and no one dared to make a sound.Rao stood outside like a stone with his hands behind his back, and there was no more movement in the room.

After waiting for a long time for Chu Tianyi to calm down his anger, he went back to the curtain and went into the inner room to take a look at the bronze mirror before stepping out.

With an uncharacteristically calm and terrifying face, he strolled up to the guards.

Before they could react, the folding fan in their hands was opened and closed and quickly retracted. Before they even had time to see the move clearly, a stream of hot blood suddenly splashed on the ground and the face of the guard standing behind.

Warm blood fell on the cold skin, the guard's hairs stood upright, he felt his heart skip a beat for an instant, but he didn't dare to take a breath, his face was red and white, and he felt like he was about to faint!

Chu Tianyi didn't even look at the fallen body, and ordered without a tone: "Drag it down!"

More than a dozen people were stunned for a long time before they obediently carried away the body of the chief guard, with their hearts hanging up and down in fear.

The night was getting darker, and very slight footsteps approached from the dark place. Chu Tianyi was staring at the few drops of blood on the ground, and gradually squatted down, his fingers moved slightly.

"My lord." Daoyan stood still in front of him, his face was gloomy.

Chu Tianyi's fingers could barely touch the blood on the ground, and it quietly sent it to his face.

Finally, he put it under his nose and sniffed lightly.When he raised his eyes, suddenly a pair of knuckle fingers appeared in front of his eyes, holding a brocade handkerchief of the same color as his robe in the palm of his hand.

Chu Tianyi raised his head and glanced at him, seeing dead gray... gray clothes... gray brocade handkerchief... gray pupils, no black and white, no bright colors.

If it wasn't for those eyes that could move, anyone who saw him would think he looked like a dead person, and it would be really boring to be able to live so lifeless!

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, Chu Tianyi took his brocade handkerchief, wiped his fingers carefully, and threw the brocade handkerchief to him again, Daoyan quickly took it, his face remained unchanged Secretly hold it tightly in the palm of your hand.

"You think I can't help but taste it?" Chu Tianyi glanced at his fingers in disgust, and snorted coldly.Tasted the sweet, of course, will only dismiss the salty smell.

Daoyu shook his head, but said hoarsely: "I heard that the painting in the prince's room was stolen. I don't know what kind of painting it is. I also want to share my worries for the prince." He has been in and out of Wutong Pavilion countless times, and he never knew that he had The hobby of collecting calligraphy and painting.

Hearing him talk about the painting, Chu Tianyi's face immediately changed. Looking at the hideous scar on Daoyan's face, he said in a low tone, "It's been ten years since I was 14..."

He once had a dream for ten years, before he could see his face clearly. At that time, his chest was also swept away by this sense of emptiness, and a picture scroll was left with all the impressions.Since then, he has been looking for this person, but there is no trace. Only when he was punished in the Ideological and Political Hall in the cold winter of that year, he saw Chu Xi begging for mercy on his knees, that he felt redeemed.

But now even that painting is gone, and I can't find any clues in my mind for a moment, and the outline is gradually falling apart in my mind...

Instinctively put into Chu Xi's face, comforting himself, this is undoubtedly the person!But now, he suddenly felt a little confused, and he couldn't explain it himself.

Daoyan lowered his head and said nothing, he didn't expect him to mention this suddenly.Standing quietly in one place without saying a word, seeing that it was about to merge with the gray night, after a long time, Daoyan heard him and he suddenly sighed: "The waiting time is long enough."

In the past ten years, the princes of the royal family were either killed or demoted. In the end, the third son Bai took advantage of him. He has been silently dormant for so long, and he can't wait anymore!

"Yes." Daoyan replied hoarsely, and then disappeared into the night.

The branches and leaves are sparse, looking at the shadowy figure under the tree, a pair of dark green pupils are tightly condensed, not moving for a long time.

The leaves followed the wind and fell to the ground, and Daoyu had already left.Standing on the roof of Xiyuan, Jun Heng could barely see clearly.Because Chu Tianyi is a living corpse, he is extremely sensitive to breath, so he didn't get too close.

Rongli tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, but he still didn't fall asleep.Jun Heng went away for a long time, but still hasn't come back...

He didn't know when he had a certain habit, and finally understood why Jun Heng was always crowded beside him, his dark eyes staring motionlessly at the curtain on the inner side of the bed.

Opened exhausted, he let out another weak and annoyed sigh, turned around to face the outside, and seeing him suddenly, his heartstrings finally loosened.

Rong Li blinked and reached out to touch his long black hair like a waterfall.

"Is this the end?" He asked Junheng and Chu Xi to explain the picture scroll, but he had been away for so long.

There was a bit of complaint in his tone, Jun Heng curled his lips and raised his eyebrows, gently rubbing his soft and clean wrist with great satisfaction, and answered the question: "Why don't you sleep?"

Knowingly ask...

Rong Li curled his lips and gave him a blank look, his expression was somewhat lively.Looking at him fixedly, he said, "Because you're not here, I can't sleep."

He wanted to be awkward, but he couldn't make a coy gesture, so he had to tell the truth.Just like Jun Heng confided his heart to him for the first time, he responded with a calm smile: "But I just like me, don't need to say so obsequiously."

I thought so in my heart, so I said so.

And every time he said this kind of thing, his expression and tone were so calm and composed.

Jun Heng's eyebrows moved slightly, looking at his eyes as pure as a stream, his heart moved, he reached out and hugged him on his lap and sat down.

Thinking about the business, he said, "Chu Tianyi can't wait to make a move!"

Rongli nodded, then turned his thoughts back to the painting, and asked, "Why did you send the painting to Netherworld?"

Jun Heng raised his eyebrows and remained silent, while Judge Lu was versatile and his writing was brilliant.He left the painting to him, giving him a chance to show off his talent.Said: "You will know later."

Well, Rongli didn't ask too many questions, but he guessed it in his heart.If Chu Tianyi saw the real face of the boy in the painting, would he remember it?

Since that night, Junheng has been sitting on the top of the tallest loft in Xiyuan almost every night, staring at every move in Wutong Pavilion, but he hasn't seen Daoyan for several days, thinking of this expression, he looks at Chu with more concentration. Tianyi's study.

In the middle of the night, a little girl went in?

About the same age as Mu Qing, older than Rongli, and was led in by the guards.

"Oh!" A cry of pain came from inside after a long while, trying to bear it or was his lips covered?The guard outside the door stood upright with a cold face as if he had never heard of it.

Jun Heng was very curious about what happened inside!

With a change in body shape, he jumped down from the roof nimbly, jumped onto the fence, got closer, and stopped on the sycamore tree.

With a bang, the door of the study was suddenly opened from the inside.

Jun Heng had no choice but to jump back, the guard at the door came out after a while, with one arm between the left and the right, it was the little girl who went in not long ago!

The blood on the wrist dripped to the ground along the pale fingers...

Seeing this, he frowned, his eyes were frosted with coldness, and he glanced straight at the door of the study.It took a while before his body moved slightly and disappeared among the shadows of the trees.

The past few days had been calm, but the next morning the whole palace began to get busy. The bustle inside and outside was in full swing, and the sound of knocking and footsteps mixed together.

Rong Lifang opened his sleepy eyebrows, his face was still a little dazed and confused.I raised my hand and touched my side, but I didn't see anyone or a cat...

Reluctantly withdrew his palm, these days he mostly waited for him to fall asleep before leaving, and was thinking about glancing at the source of the sound.There are two people outside the window gradually approaching the door, with paper-cuts attached, it is a dazzling red that can be seen through the light...

Judging from the outline and strokes, it is a big happy character.

His eyes were suddenly sober, and he couldn't help being surprised. The happy event... the wedding in the palace, could it only be the marriage of Chu Xi and Chu Tianyi?

Rong Li threw off the quilt, and was suddenly grabbed by his arms by two hands.

I could feel the slightly icy breath from his body, but it couldn't convey to myself at all.So she rubbed his warm palms against his, trying to wipe away some of the cold air.

Looking at those dark pupils, then at the red paper-cuts on the doors and windows, "This happy event..."

"Chu Tianyi and Chu Xi..."

At this juncture, shouldn't it be his so-called "shot" time?I haven't seen him make any moves in the past few days, but he wants to get married instead?

King Jing and Princess Zhaohua...

Junheng stated one by one: "Now the whole court and the common people have spread that Chu Xi is not a real royal blood relative, but the former empress adopted from her own sister!"

"Probably because Chu Tianyi was refuted when he asked for a performance in the early court, so he revealed such royal secrets... Thinking of his innocence, Chu Junyong only demoted Princess Zhaohua to the princess, you don't have to worry about that."

Rong Li asked: "Chu Junyong is ready to play now?"

"Hmm." The two of them "like each other", and Chu Junyong had no reason to refute.

"When is your wedding day?"

"tomorrow."

"In such a hurry..."

"Yeah." Jun Heng nodded, thinking that Rongli was probably concerned about Zeluan, but he didn't think of a deeper problem, so he calmly said: "You must know that this is the wedding of King Jing and Princess Zhaohua, and the scenery is boundless. At that time, there must be congratulations from all over the world. Come from all directions."

Hearing this, Rong Li's expression turned serious, and he said sternly: "On the pretense of a big wedding, in fact, he dispatched troops to condemn the generals, and secretly kept the old warehouse."

The people outside had just finished pasting the paper-cuts, and began to stretch the red silk again. The red glow reflected the green bamboos all over the garden, which was particularly gorgeous and eye-catching.

Rongli pushes the door open and goes out, walks to the arched door and retracts the raised foot, raises his head to look at the sky and then at his own feet.

Seeing his strange behavior, the two guards at the door glanced at each other in silence, seeing Rongli enter the attic again and never come out again.

Paper, ink, brushes and inkstones were gathered on the case files in the room, and he hadn't started writing for a long time, so he was a little sloppy... Rong Li lowered his eyelids, and suddenly remembered some past events, and the tip of the pen danced with ink on the paper.At that time, Rong Li was lying on the window sill, looking at him with a proud expression...

I'm only four years old in this life, so I'm going to start reincarnation again?Rong Li stopped writing, and his heart tightened suddenly, every reincarnation was a waste of Jun Heng's life!

But it seems that there is no way to escape...

Suddenly there was a familiar smell of paper money, and when Rong Li looked up, Lu Youcai had already come to him.

"This is what the Lord of the Underworld told me. Seeing that it was too late to pick it up after dark, I just brought it here." Every time Lu Youcai saw Rongli, he was as respectful as he was Junheng.

Rong Li took the scroll and looked at it, his eyes lit up instantly, and his admiring eyes fell on Lu Youcai.

"Young Feng Jian, in the judge's pen, seems to be reborn." Not only that, but the boy's name and age were written on it.

Lu Youcai twirled his beard and said humbly, "It's too much."

Rong Li shook his head lightly, the boy in blue in the painting had clear facial features and a thin figure.The gaze in his eyes was very firm, and there was blood oozing from his forehead, but he bent over and made a gesture to kowtow again.

"This is..." Lu Youcai stared at the strange pattern on the white paper, stroked his beard, and kept rolling his eyes.It is similar to the blood array seen in Changlincheng before, but it is different when you look closely, it seems to be more complicated.

Rong Li saw that he was staring at the copybook thoughtfully, and put the picture scroll on it without any trace, "It's nothing, it's just something used to suppress evil and sycophants."

Lu Youcai smiled but said nothing, with a few large characters written on his face: I see.

But like a bright mirror in my heart, this thing must be used to deal with those living corpses, and it is not an ordinary level of living corpses.This time, he was only four years old. If something happened, wouldn't it be stabbing the wound in Mingzhu's heart that hadn't fully healed yet?

Lu Youcai thought about it in his mind and sighed.

Rong Li glanced over, Lu Youcai had a dark look in his eyes, wondering if he would tell Jun Heng that although this was an alternate path, he had to be prepared to go all out!

"Then the subordinate will resign first." Lu Youcai is different now, he usually has to drag a small oil bottle wherever he goes, but today Shu Tian happened to be here, so he had to take a free trip.

Rong Li said: "It's time for the judge."

Lu Youcai glanced at him. It's not a matter of labor or non-compliance. As the judge of Netherworld, of course he has to share his worries, but he smiled unnaturally, turned and walked into the underworld.While talking to himself: "Maybe I'm used to being ignored, why do I feel uncomfortable after being treated so politely? Is he a masochist? Is this..."

The ending sound disappeared into the air, Rongli lowered his head and returned to the copybook, tore up the patterns one by one and threw them into the nearby vase.

Jun Heng came back only in the evening, still carrying the steaming food in his hand.

Today, I first went to the palace to discuss countermeasures with Chu Junyong. The troops in the capital must be on standby at any time, and the defense must be impregnable.Then I went to find Chu Xi to tell the truth and take precautions.In the end, I went to Netherworld to pick up paintings.

"Although Chu Tianyi is going to get married, I don't think he is the busiest one, but you." Rong Li teased him with a light smile, and felt very relieved in his heart.He used to be dismissive of the common people in the world, but now it is completely different.

Jun Heng rubbed the top of his hair, hugged him to the stool, pulled a stool and sat beside him, watching him eat bite by bite.The palace has been busy all day today, and there are countless congratulatory people, worrying that no one will take care of him.

Rong Li smiled clearly and was in a very good mood, he said: "It just so happens that dinner is a bit early today, and I'm a little hungry right now~"

As night fell outside the window, the entire palace was still bustling. Red silk was hung from the inside to the outside, and red lanterns were hung everywhere, and the air was filled with joy.Presumably at this moment, the capital has already gathered high-ranking officials, and ten miles of red makeup has been spread from the entrance of the palace to the entrance of the palace.

It's just that under the hustle and bustle, hidden swords and flints.The clear moonlight above the head met the swaying red lights and became obscure, Rongli lying on the bed could not fall asleep.The palace is surrounded by formations, but the powerful chess pieces that need to be guarded in each direction have not yet been placed.

This formation is not difficult to break through, as long as all the chess pieces are destroyed, it can be broken.But this chess piece is so powerful, you should be able to ask for advice tomorrow!

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