soul repair

Cen Muyi held the broom and stood in the corner of the yard through the wall.

"A disciple heard that Guan Lingdao appeared near the snow mountain." The disciple's voice came low, "Do you want to send someone to investigate?"

"Go." Liaochen didn't care a little bit, "The soul cultivator is full of tricks, so he must be doing something again, so be careful."

"Yes."

The disciple left after reporting the matter, and Cen Muyi continued to sweep the floor with her head down. After a while, she only heard footsteps coming from outside the door. She looked up and saw Chen walking in with no expression on her face.

Cen Muyi blushed embarrassingly for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Senior Sister."

Liao Chen glanced at her, then went coldly.

After sweeping the floor, the sun had already set. Cen Muyi put down the broom and cooked a bowl of green lotus porridge. With the porridge, he walked into Chen's room, lit candles and incense, and came to the edge of the bed to take care of her. bed.

Liao Chen silently sat by the window and looked at her, feeling suddenly irritable for some reason, Cen Muyi made the bed and turned around, lowered his eyebrows and bowed obediently: "Senior sister rest, I'm going out first."

"Wait." Liao Chen called her to stop.

Cen Muyi's eyelashes flicked and stopped in front of the door. She lowered her head and slowly turned around. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and the door behind her slammed shut.

"I don't know what the senior sister ordered—"

The candle flickered, and suddenly went out in the wind, and the room was dark.Cen Muyi's throat was choked and he didn't speak anymore, suddenly he felt that there was a person standing in front of him, Liao Chen had come to her at some point, only half a foot away, he looked down at her.

Cen Muyi's eyelashes trembled: "Senior Sister."

"Do you like me?" The voice above was low and deep, with his face tilted down, half an inch away from her.

The lips came up lightly, without touching, but slowly moved down along the corners of her mouth, and landed on her neck. Cen Muyi leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "I, I Not a fool."

"What do you mean?" Liao Chen's breath was a little unsteady.

"Senior sister, senior sister doesn't like me, but treats me as someone else."

Liaochen opened his eyes in an instant, stood up straight, the ambiguous atmosphere dissipated immediately, and looked at her with a cold face.Cen Muyi's body trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "When Senior Sister looks at me, she is always looking for someone's shadow. Watching me draw is also because I look like..."

"Nonsense." She stopped looking at her, turned back and sat by the window, the bowl containing the green lotus porridge was swept away by her belt, and immediately fell to the ground, spilling debris and porridge all over the floor.

Cen Muyi huddled and walked up to Chen, bent down to pick up the debris on the ground, Liaochen suddenly sneered: "You also know yourself."

Cen Muyi remained silent.

Liaochen sneered again: "A village girl also learns how to draw like others. If you paint for hundreds of years, you will still be a mediocre person."

Cen Muyi's face turned pale, and he reluctantly said: "I know, every time I finish painting, you don't want to look at the painting. You only look at my appearance when I paint."

As she was talking, she turned around with the fragments in her hand and was about to leave, when Liao Chen suddenly pulled her arm again: "Even in terms of appearance, you can't compare to her—"

Cen Muyi was pulled hard by her, and the fragments in her hand shook, immediately drawing a long bloodstain on her palm, dripping down.She kept silent, lowered her head and took out the veil, Liao Chen sneered when she saw this, "I want to bribe me with green lotus porridge—"

Cen Muyi raised his head: "What does senior sister want? Do you want me to change into her clothes and make senior sister humiliate you?"

As he spoke, he threw away the fragments in his hand, untied his belt and pulled off his jacket, revealing his close-fitting red bellyband: "Senior Sister wants to do something to her, do you want to—"

"Shameless!" Liao Chen pushed her hard, and returned to the window like a gust of wind.

Cen Muyi pulled up his jacket, then lowered his head to pick up the fragments on the ground, remained silent for a long time, and asked softly, "Who is she?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"The woman who can make the senior sister like it must be a rare woman in the world."

Liaochen still didn't speak, Cen Muyi silently packed up his things and wanted to leave, when she suddenly heard her say in a low voice: "She grew up with me."

Cen Muyi stopped in his tracks.

"Don't you want to know?" Liao Chen sat down at the table, "I'll tell you, so you know how far you are from her."

~

"This all happened decades ago." Going around in the alleys of the capital, the old lady sitting at the gate basking in the sun looked at the two people who covered the sun in front of her, "Why are you asking about this again? ?”

Shi knocked with a smile and said: "Didn't you read the records? I heard that you once served the fourth lady of King Pingxi, otherwise you wouldn't ask about Chen Zhima rotten millet again."

He looks gentle, with a bookish look, and he looks like a moth who buries his head in books all day long.The old lady squinted her eyes at the young man beside him again, wondering, "Is this... a man or a woman?"

Tsing Yi felt a little embarrassed when he heard that, Shi knocked and said hastily: "He's a man, don't laugh at him."

The old lady nodded, still staring at him: "He looks a bit like..."

"Like who?"

The old lady smiled: "I told you, don't be angry, this appearance really looks like a young lady from back then."

"Which lady?"

The old lady smiled: "She was born to the princess' younger sister. Because her mother and father are both dead, the princess often picks her up to live in the palace. She is one or two years older than Miss Fourth, and grew up together."

Shi Knocking sound half-closed his eyes, silently reading the family tree of the princess in his heart.

The old lady's eyes fell on Tsing Yi again: "The cousin is also like you, not very talkative."

Tsing Yi was even more embarrassed, and nodded slightly.

The old man narrowed his eyes and tried his best to think about the past many years ago: "Miss Si is really beautiful. It is said that she has never seen such a beautiful person in the Northern Dynasty for decades. She often goes to the palace to play with the princesses."

"after?"

The old lady sighed softly: "You all know what happened later, the young lady was the incarnation of a monster, she killed the prince and the nine princesses, so the emperor gave her a white silk to hang her to death."

Shi Knock said with a smile: "These are all recorded. What we want to ask is something that others didn't know at the time."

The old lady dodged her eyes and shook her head: "There's nothing else, that's all."

Tsing Yi took out a red pill the size of a grain of rice from his chest, pulled Shi Knocking's sleeve, Shi Knocking took the pill, and whispered: "The old man said that he often has dizzy eyes and low back pain recently, is his body okay?"

The old lady sighed and said, "Who doesn't suffer from illness when one is old?"

With the sound of a stone knocking, the pill was passed under the old man's nose, and a fresh fragrance penetrated into his body. He immediately lifted his spirits, his back pain disappeared, and his body became lighter.The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and stared intently at the red pill in his hand: "...there was indeed a hidden story back then, and you didn't spread it?"

"Don't tell me." Shi Knocking put the pill in her hand.

"It's all about Miss Biao."

~

"She has been smart since she was a child. There is no one in the palace who is smarter than her. She is just quiet and doesn't like to talk. When she smiles shyly, you just feel...just feel..." Then he lowered his head, "She is a teenager Three masters of poetry, calligraphy and painting, selected to enter the palace to accompany the nine princesses to write and paint." Liao Chen sneered, "Your painting is not called painting at all, she is better than you at the age of seven or eight."

Cen Muyi lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"I often go to see her in the palace, and she is less talkative than before, just asking me when I can go home. I thought she was alone in the palace, but unfortunately there are rules in the palace, and she can only return home after two years."

Cen Muyi said softly: "She has something on her mind."

The corner of Liao Chen's mouth was smiling again: "I didn't think much about it at the time, when I went to the palace during the festival, I excitedly went to find her, and found that she was hanging her white silk on the tree and was hanging herself."

Cen Muyi said softly: "She was bullied by...?"

Liao Chen looked out the window and stopped talking.

Cen Muyi walked in front of her, knelt down to clean up the leftover porridge on the ground.

"Don't you want to know what's going on?" Liao Chen's eyes showed coldness, "The Ninth Princess gave her to the prince's brother, and the prince forced her to sleep with her from time to time, that's what happened!"

"She told you?"

"It would be good if she would tell me."

"How did you know?"

"My mother asked about it. She said that the matter has come to an end, and advised her to be patient. Sooner or later, she will belong to the prince, so don't offend him." Liao Chen sneered, "Later, I cut off his penis and threw it away. Giving it to the dogs in the palace, I don’t know if it offended him.”

"Did your mother tell you?"

"Naturally she refused to tell me the truth, took her home for a few days, and then sent her back to the palace."

It's a pity that her mother didn't expect that once she succeeds, she will get worse.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, she entered the palace to pay her respects. At the banquet, she was persuaded to drink a few more glasses, and she became a little drunk, so she hid in a corner to breathe.I only heard a palace lady on the opposite wall say: "Where did you go, you are not in the house."

"Keep your voice down, you're in the side room with the prince. Princess Jiu asked her to look for things in that room, but she didn't come out after entering."

For some reason, she felt her eyelids twitch, and she approached the side room in the corner, and after a while, she saw the prince walking out.She stood quietly at the door, and sure enough, she heard intermittent weak crying inside.

She trembled when she heard the crying, and kicked the door open, only to see her lying on the ground disheveled, with blood between her legs, her eyes were red, and tears were streaming down.

She didn't remember what happened, she just remembered the blood splattered and her eyes were red.When he woke up, the prince fell into a pool of blood with his eyes wide open.

"Where is the ninth princess?"

Liao Chen smiled: "I cut her neck, and pressed her in front of the mirror to watch myself die."

Cen Muyi lowered his head and remained silent.So cruel, no wonder the emperor said that she was transformed by an evildoer.But the palace is heavily guarded, so it can be seen that she has already started to practice Taoism at that time?

"Where is she?" Cen Muyi asked.

Liao Chen glanced at her, did not answer, and said coldly: "It's late at night, let's go out."

~

His chest suddenly felt hot.

Guan Lingdao was startled, and quickly took out the white stone the size of a palm from his arms.The blue light moved on the stone surface, and a few lines of indistinct handwriting appeared faintly.He took out a piece of Huoyang paper and pasted it on the stone surface, silently reading the small ink-colored characters that appeared on the paper.

Tsing Yi's letter finally arrived.

Yun Luozhen said, "How?"

"Sure enough, Liao Chen had met Xiao Xiao before the murder, but her cultivation level was extremely shallow. She must have learned a little bit temporarily back then, so she was treated as a monster after the murder."

Yun Luozhen bowed his head and remained silent.

"Mu Yi guessed that after Liao Chen was rescued by Xiao Xiao, he begged Master to pick up the cousin, but the girl bumped herself into the wall and died." Guan Lingdao pondered, "I'm always a little uneasy, but it's only a few days. How could Liaochen trust her so much?"

Yun Luozhen said suddenly: "It's here."

"What's here?"

"This is the place where we can make a fuss."

~

Song Guzhui stopped on a dry tree trunk, his hair was messed up by the wind blowing halfway up the mountain, he opened his mouth, and the wind swept the loess into his mouth, making people cough endlessly.A red cloth tied to the tree trunk was flying wildly in the strong wind, Song Guzhui approached the cliff, and gently pulled out in the crevices of the rocks.

Ji Qingyan stood behind him: "Here?"

"At that time, he asked me to find a good place to hide, and find a place where no one could find me, so I flew overnight and stopped." He said, he took out a purple-red cloth bag from the crevice of the stone, and gently Unfold lightly, "The Lord of the Three Palaces."

Ji Qingyan held the cloth bag in his hand, feeling a little uneasy for some reason, opened it and looked down, his face turned blue and then white.