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Yue Zilin opened the curtain and said, "This is where I live."

The place where Yue Zilin lived was devoid of vitality, apparently he hadn't been back for a long time.

But the room is very clean, it is cleaned every day.

Duan Changge looked around, the place where Yue Zilin lived was not as cold and cold as she thought, but very elegant, and there was a piano on the desk.

Duan Changge hugged her from behind.

Yue Zilin paused for a moment with his hand holding the strings, and said, "What?"

Duan Changge rubbed against Yue Zilin's neck, and said, "Have we met before?"

Yue Zilin suddenly remembered that dream, turned his head and said with a smile: "In the last life."

"do not have it?"

Gu Mingyuan didn't need to lie to her, but neither did Yue Zilin.

But she didn't continue to ask.

There is a reason for everything Yue Zilin does. If she doesn't tell, she won't ask.

Yue Zilin scratched a string casually, but made no sound, "No."

At least she never remembered it.

And it's not a good memory, forget it.

Blood trickled down her fingers.

Duan Changge was taken aback for a moment, and immediately pulled her hand away.

Such sharp strings are not used for playing the qin, but for killing people.

Yue Zilin's fingers are fine and white, not stained with the water of Yangchun, with this blood, his fingers are whiter and more tender, like jade carvings.

Just as Duan Changge was about to find a handkerchief for her, Yue Zilin withdrew his hand and put his finger in his mouth.

Her purpose is serious, and so is her expression.

The pink tongue is sticking to the fingers, hesitating, doesn't it look like it's wiping blood?

"This piano is called Fengming Qishan," Yue Zilin explained to her, "it is used to kill people."

Such a beautiful qin can cut a person into pieces, even the bones can be easily cut off.

She is very close to the piano, because most of her body is leaning against the case.

There was also a reason why she leaned half her body on the desk—Duan Changge clung to her, pressing her down.

Yue Zilin pressed his finger on her lips, and said: "This is something my elder brother gave me for self-defense, but I don't like this kind of weapon, so I finally used Chunshui."

"Senior Brother? Nansui Yunnan Right Envoy?"

Yue Zilin was taken aback, it was a mirror.

The qin is a guqin, but the strings are added later.

It is the same material as the thread used for Koshiko Mirror.

"Yes." She said vaguely.

Fortunately, Duan Changge didn't ask carefully.

A finger was pressed on her lips, and she couldn't speak clearly, and she didn't want to say it.

At this time, some things are not for talking.

……

"The scenery of the Demon Cult is beautiful." Sitting in the pavilion, Duan Sizhi said.

The pavilion is halfway up the mountain, and it is a little foggy in the morning, and the mountain is full of green, which appears and disappears in the fog, which is very interesting.

"Oh?" King Ning said, "Where is the beauty?"

On the second day after Duan Sizhi came, King Ning came.

According to his explanation, he hadn't gone far yet, and came here on purpose after hearing the news.

This nonsense is so clumsy that Duan Sizhi doesn't even bother to expose it.

"Beauty lies in the lightness, detachment, and natural decoration." Duan Sizhi said.

His words seemed to have deep meaning, but also seemed to be just casually.

"Isn't the scenery in Zhongzhou more beautiful?" Ning Wang smiled and said, "Where the king's aura is, the head of the dragon's veins, looking at it, there are thousands of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains."

"I like this better."

"Like the scene here, or the one who is loyal to that?" Xiao Yu insisted.

Duan Sizhi looked up at Xiao Yu.

What a beautiful face.

But he could see the poison and cruelty under this skin.

Xiao Yu let him watch.

His face was pale, but it was blown by the wind.

His health was so bad that he couldn't stand the slightest cold.

But 20 years ago he was not like this.

Twenty years ago, he was still a frivolous prince and a romantic boy.

All these things are thanks to the person on the throne.

Duan Sizhi shook his head and said: "Neither. I'm just tired and want to rest. If it wasn't for these things, I'm afraid I would have been unemployed at home raising flowers and birds to accompany Madam."

Everyone thinks that he has monstrous ambitions, but only he knows that he is just doing things according to Xiao Qiong's mind.

But even so obedient, he, Xiao Qiong, was still dissatisfied with him, thought of replacing him, and did something that was merciless.

Xiao Yu looked at Duan Sizhi with a smile, and saw his disabled legs covered under his clothes from his face as calm as autumn water.

Same pain.

Xiao Yu will never forget the heart-piercing pain at the moment when he fell off the horse, and it made him pass out from the pain.

When he woke up, he lost his intuition in his lower limbs.

He can walk, but he can't do many things, such as some ordinary things.

The first time he couldn't control himself incontinent in bed, he wanted to kill himself.

He wanted to kill Xiao Qiong.

Duan Sizhi's injury was definitely no worse than his, and the bone was crushed, and then taken out piece by piece, the injury he suffered could even kill a person directly.

It is also such an innocent disaster, and it is also so painful, why is Duan Sizhi still so calm?Don't want to talk or complain?

"Brother Huang takes care of everything very well, so do the flowers, and so do the living things that were offered." Xiao Yu said in silence.

"All the living things he has raised are very close to him, and no one is allowed to touch them. Especially the dogs, they are all loyal. Even if the emperor's brother goes there with a knife, the ones he raises will come over. There is no doubt at all even if the emperor's brother is real. want to kill him."

"I can't do it. I have raised nothing since I was a child."

So are flowers, so are grasses, so are living things, and so are children.

He raised himself half to death.

After coming to Jingzhou, the weather was bitter and cold, and he was usually bored. He knew that he had devoted himself to planting flowers, and only then did he make some progress.

"I still remember that my father brought back a few wolf cubs one day. They were born not long ago, but they have already grown teeth and claws. I like them very much. I wanted to hug them, but my fingers were almost bitten off." Xiao Yu said , the tone was casual and peaceful, as if talking about some plain memories.

It is indeed a dull memory.

"Brother Huang likes it too, so naturally he was bitten too, not just one bite." Xiao Yu smiled lightly, "At that time I was thinking, Brother Huang is so stupid, if he doesn't kiss you, he won't kiss you, hard work What does coercion mean?"

"What I didn't expect was that a few days later, the wolf cub was by his side, kissing as if he saw a female wolf."

He didn't understand, he didn't understand, he didn't know why those wolves liked Xiao Qiong and didn't get close to him.

At that time, Xiao Qiong didn't seem to have any ambitions, she was pure-hearted and ascetic, she only tended flowers and plants, teased birds and fed fish every day.

Later, the wolf grew up, and one day he went to see the emperor, who sat on the threshold and watched the sky.

The peonies in the courtyard are like fire, burning the sky.

Bright red, gray fur, white clothes.

These colors were mixed together and engraved in his eyes, which he will never forget in his life.

Especially the look in Xiao Qiong's eyes when he noticed someone, so guarded and ruthless.

But he felt that he was wrong.

Being in the royal family, it is impossible not to be indifferent to that position.

Later, Xiao Qiong ascended the throne and burned the courtyard.

Xiao Yu regretted that he hadn't seen Xiao Qiong's ambition clearly earlier, and ended up being burned to nothing like the peony in that yard, turning into dust.

He has to thank his good brother for his status, he can't kill everyone, otherwise, he can only nourish the land with those ashes, and then the land will bloom flowers to decorate others.

Make a wedding dress for others in vain.

How could this make him happy?

"The wolf is fine," Duan Sizhi said, his hands on his lap clenched more than once, "Unfortunately, he is accompanied by a dog."

"But the dog has already lost its teeth, its claws were pulled out, and its legs were broken. It is useless." Duan Sizhi said quietly.

"But his prestige is still there, but for more than six hundred miles from Xiliang, when he attacked Moxi in the north, the Xiongnu dared not go south to herd horses, and he had no defeat for many years. Such a prestige..."

"Such a prestigious name will only make the dog age faster and die earlier." Duan Sizhi continued.

"The marshal thought it was the owner's change of mind that caused the dog to behave like this?"

"It's never the dog's choice."

"No, no," Xiao Yu shook his head and said, "It's not that the master has changed his mind, he has never believed in dogs."

Even if they have been together day and night for nearly 30 years.

Even if he ruined his right hand for him, since then, his right hand can't even hold a book.

Even if he had fought bloody battles, he was sent to the throne regardless of the unclear imperial decree.

Past military exploits and honors have become grounds for doubt.

“How come you see?”

"He seems to be very affectionate, but in fact, he's just acting."

"If he believed it, he would definitely not break the dog's claws under the pretext of being afraid of betrayal. If he was sincere, he would definitely not give up such a ruthless hand."

Xiao Yu smiled, and said: "If you are the marshal, you will compare your heart to your heart and betray your beloved, do you really have the heart to do this? Break his knees and make him unable to stand up for the rest of his life?"

In the final analysis, this incident is just a joke, an opportunity.

Those doubts have been buried long ago, thanks to Xiao Qiong still flaunting trust and affection, it's just ridiculous.

"Xiao Qiong doesn't believe you." This is what he summed up, and what he wanted to say in the end, regardless of Duan Sizhi being a bit more in vain than him, he said.

Every word, so clear.

"He never trusted you."

Xiao Yu looked at the marshal with pity, and said, "Marshal, you are really a pure minister."

Because he never got involved in party disputes, he could live so innocently.

……

"The emperor's fire has reached him." Nan Suiyun said.

"He wants to come back?" Yue Zilin frowned.

"I'm afraid it's almost here." Nan Suiyun said.

"Then, tell Jing, dodge the Duan family and the others, and never run into them." Yue Zilin murmured.

She thought that the emperor would not attack so early, at least after Duan's family left, who knew it would be so soon.

"It's not senior brother this time?" Nan Suiyun teased.

Yue Zilin said: "Brother——"

The tone was gentle, so gentle that Nan Suiyun's hairs rose.

This tone seemed to be asking for his life.

……

Yue Zilin had something to deal with, so he left Duan Changge alone.

She had nothing to do, so she studied the furnishings in Yue Zilin's room.

The piano is still the most interesting, it is obviously a weapon for killing people, but it is so elegant and delicate.

The person who gives the gift can be regarded as a thoughtful person.

Especially the strings are even more exquisite.

There are patterns on the strings, which are actually auspicious clouds and unicorns.

She has seen such things before, she is...

She had seen it on the thread knife of the mirror.

The author has something to say: Thanks to little angels Sifan, little angels chasing the moon, and little angels tireless for their mines.

Thank you oyy for dyeing the little angel's bazooka.

Thanks for the 卍·升 little angel grenade.