Envy

When it comes to "Ghost Talent" Su Chuo, what most people remember most is his performance of controlling spirits in Pingyang a few years ago.

Zhenjun Li Hua took his disciples to the [-]th birthday banquet of Master Chen Lao, the ancestor of Kunnan.At the banquet, Su Chuo controlled dozens of Yin spirits to dance a dance.When the candlelight was extinguished and the music of the zither sounded, the Yin Ling with faint blue light all over their bodies swung their sleeves, and their dance steps were slow, stiff but orderly.In the night, the expression of each Yin spirit is vivid and focused.There is a ghost with a broken leg playing drums, sitting in a corner of the stage, beating the beat.

Although the music and dance have a sense of weirdness.The people who attended the banquet were still very interested.Mr. Chen was so happy that he wrote the words "Ghost Horse Talent" for Su Chuo.Su Chuo became famous overnight.Back then, many people bet on him, believing that he would be the successor of Xi Qie Palace.

That year, Su Chuo was only young.

Compared with other famous heroes, Yan Zhaohan is the one who became famous the latest.Even after becoming a Young Master, he kept a low profile and kept a low profile, rarely showing his face.

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Yan Zhaohan was holding a hand-warming small hand stove, leaning against the door to watch the snow.It snowed heavily for three days, and the mountain was completely white.There are several series of mixed footprints on the snow.It is said that the plum blossoms in the mountains are in full bloom, but he has been sleepy and can't arouse the interest to watch them.

When Senior Brother Liu Huai went down the mountain, he persuaded him, "It's better not to wear a white cloak when going out, but to take a colorful one. The snow is so heavy, if you get lost in the mountains, it will be difficult for us to find you."

After listening to the persuasion, he dug out an old navy blue cloak from the bottom of the box.Yan Zhaohan watched him limping away from the door.He has bad legs and feet, and his right leg is a little lame. In the early years, he fell from the mountain on a snowy day and froze one leg.

Yan Zhaohan was worried about him, so he stood guard in front of the mountain road at noon that day, and when he came back, he saw a boy in a white cloak far away.The mossy steps are covered with snow.He took the hand of a [-]-year-old man dressed in rich and noble clothes, and walked up the stairs carefully.

After they approached, Yan Zhaohan saw the boy's appearance clearly.He wore a hood with a fringe of white down.His hair and eyes are black, his skin is fair, his lips are bright red, and his expression is gloomy.The first time Yan Zhaohan saw him, he thought he was a young man from the Mi clan.

Only the Mi people have such a beautiful appearance.

The man said kindly: "Young master, which way is Xiqie Palace going?"

"Go here, just bypass the plum grove." He remembered that there were rumors that a young man was about to attack the palace.

His master Li Hua Zhenjun has a habit of adopting beautiful young people.In the palace, there are many helpless young men of the Mi clan, and they went up the mountain to rely on his master.

This time it was a little different, what was different, he still listened to his brother at the side while eating.

The food in the cafeteria was very rich that day, and oil could be seen in the food. The brothers' eyes were shining, and they didn't care about their appearance when they ate it.Yan Zhaohan left a bowl of food for Senior Brother Liu Huai who hadn't come back yet.

Some seniors who came early and had enough to eat were picking their teeth and gossiping about the new boy.That boy is called Su Chuo.His mother is from the Mi tribe.His father was an old friend of their master, and entrusted him to Zhenjun Lihua.

At that time, in order to save his face, the young master of the aristocratic family would not admit that he had flirted with a woman from the Mi clan, let alone had children.Therefore, many Mi women who give birth are struggling to make a living with their children alone.Yan Zhaohan's mother was also one of them.He himself could not escape the fate of entering the palace.

Master Su sent Su Chuo to Xiqi Palace, he was really helpless, but he didn't feel any guilt in his heart.He took Su Chuo with him, and said wherever he went: "It's very good here, with beautiful mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, and all disciples are friendly. Besides, your master Li Hua Zhenjun takes care of you. What do you think?"

Su Chuo snuggled up to his father, followed along in a low voice without saying a word.

His father accompanied him around a few times, until he reached Merlin, exhausting all his patience.His father's cheeks were flushed from the cold, rubbing his hands in the severe cold, and said: "Chuo'er, you can see that the side of the mountain is deserted. If I don't go down the mountain, it will be too late for me to go back. You must take good care of yourself." Otherwise, your mother will not feel at ease in the sky." He tightened Su Chuo's cloak: "Father is gone."

Su Chuo didn't have time to say anything, watching his father's back going further and further away.He was waiting for his father to look back, but unfortunately he didn't.He almost doubted whether his father remembered his mother's appearance.

When his mother left, his father didn't take a second look.

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The bed in the room is next to the window.Su Chuo opened a window slit, and sat in the corner with his knees hugged to watch the snow scene.Yan Zhaohan came in with a bowl of food: "Aren't you hungry, have something to eat?" Su Chuo was assigned to their room.He shook his head and said nothing.

"You'd better eat a little, you may not be able to eat such a good meal again in the future." Yan Zhaohan put the bowl on the table, "Actually, the brothers and sisters are very happy that your father is here, we haven't had enough for a long time .”

Su Chuo still didn't speak, the outside of the window was still white, and he didn't know what he was looking at.Yan Zhaohan didn't say any more, found a few books in the house, hugged them in his arms, took an oiled paper umbrella, and gently closed the door and went out.

The road was quiet this day, there were fewer youngsters playing around, and the brothers and sisters also stopped practicing.Every day at this time, he has to go to the young palace master's house.Not long after Yan Zhaohan came to the palace, he was selected by Zhenjun Li Hua to be his daughter's husband, teaching her to read and write.As soon as he entered the dormitory of Lingzhi, he heard shrill screams and childish curses, and there was chaos inside.

The two maids knelt on the ground with many wounds on their bodies.Lingxi held a whip, and beat the two of them one after another: "You guys discipline me, but it's not your turn to discipline me! My father can't control me, so why do you control me!" The maid couldn't stop Bleeding, ripping clothes, trembling with pain.

Lingzhi was still young at that time, but her hands were strong, and she usually took pleasure in bullying others. She had a violent temper, had big mood swings, and was often hysterical.

"Linger?"

Lingzhi looked up and saw him, quickly dropped the whip, threw himself into his arms, and said obediently: "Brother Yan." He stroked her hair with his hand, knelt down to look at her, "What's wrong?"

She gritted her teeth and pointed at the two maids: "These damned maids bully people, I just want to go outside and play, there is so much nonsense!"

One of the maids said in a weak voice, "Young Master Yan, it's snowing outside. We are afraid that the young palace master will catch a cold and get sick, so we don't let her go out."

Lingzhi kicked her hard: "My father sent you to spy on me, don't think I don't know! You won't let me do this, and you won't let me do that, what do you want me to do? !" The maid fell to the ground, completely unable to support herself and then knelt up again, which shows how hard Lingzhi's attack was before.

Yan Zhaohan grabbed her hand: "Ling'er, they are doing it for your own good, you can't discriminate between good and evil." He said to the two maids: "Go down first, the young palace master should study." Ling Xi curled her lips, and said to the maid who hesitated and dared not move: "Get out, get out, don't be an eyesore here, I'm going to read a book with Brother Yan."

As soon as the maid left, she dragged Yan Zhaohan into the inner bedroom, and when she smiled, two sweet dimples appeared on her cheeks: "Brother, what are we learning today?"

Yan Zhaohan looked at her and said seriously, "Ling'er, promise me that you must control your emotions from now on, and you must not be like your father. You must not swear, beat maids, or make trouble for no reason."

Lingzhi put her hands behind her back and said in a daze, "Then...then what if I can't do it?"

He pretended to be angry: "Then brother doesn't like you anymore." She quickly grabbed him: "I will definitely do it, brother, please don't dislike Linger."

He stretched out his hand to scratch her small nose: "Remember."