Huafa Luoyang

He got down on the bed and took out a wine cup from his luggage, casually opened the skirt of his inner garment, raised his hand, and stabbed it towards his heart without hesitation.Blood flowed down the blade of the sword, tick-tock, and soon half the cup was filled.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, not even frowning.If Xun Luo was awake, he could still see some joy in his eyes.

Seeing that the blood was almost healed, he poked himself acupoints to stop the bleeding, then bent down, touched the lower part of Xun Luo's throat, pinched his chin, and fed the blood to him.

After packing up the sword and the wine cup, he poured half a bowl of light tea on the table for him.

Then he got on the couch lightly, the moonlight was still calm, as if the scene just now was all illusory.

Breathing still long, Xun Luo turned over in his sleep, with his back to Zhuang Jiuyao.Sensen's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then he opened his eyes slightly.

The drug in the water may be able to confuse martial arts masters, but to him, if he doesn't want to, it really doesn't matter.

The taste of blood in his mouth was diluted by the tea, leaving only a bit of bitter salty smell lingering on the tip of his tongue and nose.

Why not stop him?

Is it because he is sure that he will not harm himself, or because even if he does, it doesn't matter?It is rare for Xun Luo to delve into his heart once, but he can't see through that emotion.

He just wondered blankly, his heart was bleeding, when the dagger stabbed down, he wondered if it would be better than the attack of Gu poison.

The sky is about to dawn, and Xun Luo has already got up.

Nothing happened that day, Zhuang Jiuyao was still sleeping after he washed up, so he sat alone by the table, dipped his fingers in tea and began to scribble on the table.

When he heard the sound of the door next to him, he wanted to get up, but he accidentally glanced at his hand from the corner of his eye, and suddenly realized that he had written the word "Yao" on the table, and he was a little flustered, he quickly reached out to wipe off the water stains, and opened the door next door.

The girl was still asleep, and Zhuang Ning'er looked at her with vague pity in her eyes: "She is not very conscious, and she can't tell her name even if she is asked. I am afraid she is going with someone from the beggar gang. When the scene is chaotic, no one pays attention to her."

"Maybe it's not a bad thing to be unconscious." Xun Luo said.

"My lord said the same thing." Zhuang Ning'er looked up, her eyes sparkling, "Brother Xun, your lord named her Mi'er. Does it sound good?"

Stay quiet.

"It sounds good." Xun Luo curled his lips, "Ning He Mi Ran, it sounds good."

Zhuang Ning'er laughed, revealing a row of white teeth, looking very innocent, quite different from her usual appearance.She lightly scraped Mi'er's sleeping cheek with her fingers, and said in a brisk voice, "Mi'er, Mi'er, from now on we will be from the Medicine King Valley."

Xun Luo smiled, turned around and saw Zhuang Jiuyao leaning against the door, his face was also peaceful, completely different from the usual idler.

The two of them stuck together as soon as their eyes met.

Looking at each other for a long time, Zhuang Jiuyao slowly laughed.There is no familiar teasing and cunning in the crooked eyes, nor does it appear lazy, and the upward arc of the corner of the mouth is almost serious.

Seriously too hard to understand.

The imminent parting is the end of a feast, after which they will go to their respective battlefields.

It was already the first day of the new year, and Qingcheng also arrived at the inn after noon.

Mi'er seems to like Wei Qingcheng very much, although she doesn't speak much, but a pair of bright black eyes always turn to Wei Qingcheng.Seeing that she was happy, Zhuang Ning'er took her out with Wei Qingcheng, and there were only Zhuang and Xun left in the inn.

As soon as the chessboard is set, a day flies by.

It had been sunny for two days, and I thought the yellow plum rain had completely passed, but it came pouring down again at night.

The three of them haven't come back yet.Xun Luo cleaned up the leftovers on the table, and the chess piece fell into the bowl with a clattering sound, which seemed crisp and alive in the sound of rain.

Zhuang Jiuyao leaned against the window to watch the rain, and suddenly said, "I've seen too much rain in Jinling, and I'm getting used to it."

The people behind him were silent as expected, and he smiled to himself: "It's too cruel."

"Huh?" Xun Luo finally raised his head.

Zhuang Jiuyao turned his head, and pretended to explain pitifully: "Is it not good for me to look like a tree facing the wind? Why do you have to look at me in a state of distress?"

Xun Luo pursed his lips: "I don't want to look, you are in this room, I am outside, you can call me anytime."

Zhuang Jiuyao looked at him with satisfaction, then turned to look out the window.The rain fell on the roof and dripped from the tile eaves, hanging a scene of crystal bead curtains in front of his eyes.

After a while, he turned around again and asked earnestly, "You also think I'm facing the wind in Yushu, right?"

Xun Luo laughed: "Since when do you feel that other people's opinions are important?"

Zhuang Jiuyao rolled his eyes with a smile, and hummed vaguely in his throat.

In the middle of the night, the entire inn was completely dark, except for the lanterns hanging on both sides of the lobby downstairs, swaying in the wind and flickering.

There is only the sound of rain between the sky and the earth.

Xun Luo sat at the door of the room, and the people inside remained silent.He couldn't help guessing whether Zhuang Jiuyao was frowning tightly, clenched his teeth, and pressed his fist to his chest, for fear of revealing a hint of pain.

His face should be pale, without the strength of calmness, and I don't know if those long and narrow eyes have no brilliance at all.

Just as he was thinking drowsily, there was a sudden bang on the door.

Xun Luohuo stood up, put his hand on the door, and was about to force it, when he suddenly remembered that the two had agreed that if Zhuang Jiuyao didn't call, he wouldn't go in.

The powerful fingers slowly curled up and clenched into fists.

After holding his breath and waiting for a long time, he didn't hear much sound, Xun Luo relaxed slightly, only to feel a slight pain in his palm.

Spreading out his hands, his sweaty palm was covered with red marks from fingernails.I don't know where the skin was broken, and the oozing blood and sweat were kneaded into mottled pieces.

There is only the sound of rain between heaven and earth.

The person on the couch was soaked in sweat, and his ability to perceive the outside world was infinitely magnified together with the pain, and the slight sound of the door fell on his ears like thunder.He waited for a moment, but there was no further movement. His brows were still furrowed, but the corners of his mouth still curled up slightly.

——He really understands me.

But it really shouldn't have happened.

Excess emotions are always a drag.

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It's midsummer, and the pagoda trees in the courtyard of the Shu Palace are thick green.A pomegranate tree was planted in the flower bed not far away, and the fruit was full of trees, and the skin was slightly red.

There is a Guqin under the shade of a tree. The black paulownia wood does not show much in the shade. If you hold it in the sun and look at it, you will find that it seems to be slightly glowing with green light.

The qin player was wearing a sky-blue light gown with dark patterns, which made his face pale. Looking closely, he looked a little sick, but his posture was leisurely.The hands pressing the strings are very slender and beautiful, the extra flesh would look cumbersome, and the less flesh would feel thin.

The sound of the piano flows out from under the fingers, soothing like running water.

There was a hurried footstep running in from outside, but he didn't interrupt his breathing.

As the song was about to end, the sound of the zither revealed a bit of faintness, trembling and lingering, and the lingering sound entered the clouds.

It is rare to have a guest in the palace of the Prince of Shu, the qin player smiled and watched the outsiders running over.

The eunuch behind hurriedly followed, but was scolded by the visitor, so he had to stand nervously under the eaves, with his hands bowed and his back bowed.

"Third brother!" Qi Wang Xiaoyue rushed over, shouting anxiously, still panting.

Xiao Jin bent her eyes, with a leisurely demeanor: "I'm eighteen this year, why are you still so busy?"

Obviously he is the most out-of-place person, Xiao Yue giggled: "We haven't seen each other for almost a whole year!"

"What excuse are you looking for to sneak out this time?" Xiao Jin put her hand off the piano, "His Royal Highness and the Imperial Concubine know about it, and I'm afraid they will blame me again."

Xiao Yue raised her head, cast a childish glance at him, then lowered her head and said dejectedly: "Third Brother, you have never been out of the house, and you have no news from the outside, so you must not know about it. Father is ill, and it has been almost two months. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and mother are both busy serving the sick, and no one cares about me now. But it is still inconvenient, it would be great if I could leave the palace and live in the palace earlier, so that I can often visit my third brother."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xiao Jin's face, glanced at the little eunuch in the corridor, and said softly: "Third Brother, do you want to see Father?"

Xiao Jin laughed lightly, and looked up at him: "It's not that you don't know, I have to order you not to see him. Except for you, I have forgotten what everyone else in the palace looks like."

This Shu Palace is a gorgeous birdcage.

Xiao Yue choked for a while, and had nothing to say, she just poked the qin lightly: "Yue'er really wants our family to get together and have fun together. Without the third brother, I always feel that something is missing."

Xiao Jin was stunned, then reached out to touch his head, without saying a word, but his eyes softened.Xiao Yue's childlike heart suddenly became happy again: "Third brother, your piano is very beautiful, I think it looks like Lu Qi of Sima Xiangru!"

"His Royal Highness sent someone to send it, so it's a good thing." Xiao Jin smiled, her slightly narrow eyes were bent, and the end of the eyes was slightly raised, a natural smiling face was more gentle, but the line of the jaw was firm, Occasionally it makes people feel unapproachable, "It was the first time I played back today, and I was heard by you."

Xiao Yue rubbed his shoulders: "That's my blessing."

The two of them were talking and laughing, they came over with a light step, and saluted: "I have seen His Royal Highness Qi." He brought another bowl of medicine to Xiao Jin: "My lord, it's time to drink the medicine."

Xiao Jin frowned helplessly, and took the medicine.

Xiao Yue watched with worry on his face as he pinched his nose and finished drinking the medicine, then turned to face the visitor: "Sister Ning'er looks even more beautiful."

The little girl who brought the medicine was actually Zhuang Ning'er who was still in Jinling a month ago.

She was wearing light blue clothes at this time, which complemented the thick summer shade.She restrained her publicity expression, making her look younger, and she could still be compared to Xian Jing when she looked closely.

Zhuang Ning'er smiled humbly: "Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness, this servant girl can't afford to be your Highness's elder sister."

Xiao Jin laughed beside her, and she resigned and left.

Seeing that he drank the medicine, Xiao Yue knew that he was going to sleep, and seeing his pale face, she said guiltily: "It's all my fault, forget that third brother is not in good health, and I have been holding you to talk for so long. I have to go first Already, third brother must take care of yourself."

Xiao Jin seemed to be tired, rubbed her temples, and was not polite, just forced a smile, and told: "Don't run around, work harder when it's time to learn, don't be like me."

like him?Xiao Yue didn't say the second half of the sentence, but she knew it well.

Xiao Jin has closed her eyes, frowning slightly.Xiao Yue glanced at him reluctantly, then walked towards the corner gate, turned her head a few times while walking, and finally left Shu Palace in a dawdling manner.

This Fang Zhuang Ning'er comforted Mi'er and took a nap, then walked into the shadow of the locust tree, saw Xiao Jin not speaking, and after a while, he said softly: "Young master."

Xiao Jin opened her eyes, and Xiao Yue's exhaustion just now was gone.There was a sliver of light in his eyes, and although his face was still pale, he no longer looked weak.

"This prince is really tiring. That one won't die for a while. Everyone has to come and find out if my useless prince is really half-dead or not, and if he really doesn't care about worldly affairs." He stretched his waist, " It’s better to be my Medicine King’s Valley, stay in this palace, tsk, the heart is bad, even the bones are going to be broken.”

Zhuang Ning'er frowned: "King Qi was raised by the Young Master."

Xiao Jin, no, Zhuang Jiuyao, he smiled lightly, but didn't answer.After a while, he took out his shabby fan with Xinyi painted on it from nowhere, shook it, and asked, "What does Qingcheng say?"

Zhuang Ning'er glanced at the gate of the courtyard, and the guard standing there nodded slightly to her, she replied softly: "It's sunny today and I will return to Jinling, brother Xun should have confirmed her words. But young master, Ning'er One thing is unknown."

Zhuang Jiuyao lightly raised his chin, motioning for her to speak.

"People from Tianmen never show their faces. What is the meaning of her appearing in the martial arts conference? Is Fang Qin so arrogant? Such a person suddenly appeared next to the leader of the martial arts, and there are probably many people who are staring at him." Zhuang Ning'er Breaking it carefully, "there are only a few assassins in Tianzihao. Although her martial arts are not top-notch, she must have her role. Is the sect master stupid to appear in front of the world like this? It's really strict and complicated inside, and I can't find out much for a while."

"It's not that Fang Qin is arrogant, I'm afraid he's making a fuss. He's greedy, and he's not afraid of choking himself to death if he can't chew it." Zhuang Jiuyao didn't care, waving his fan intermittently, "Where's that kid Qi Yun?"

Zhuang Ning'er was stunned for a moment: "There is still no news. We have asked all the hidden cards along the way, and the last letter has arrived in the morning, and no one has seen Qi Yun. And...the barrier forest in Yaowang Valley It was destroyed by Fang Qin's men, Guli...there is nothing left in Guli, and Sui Yin suddenly disappeared."

After being silent for a while, only the sound of cicadas chirping far away outside the courtyard wall could be heard. Zhuang Ning'er thought he was sad to hear what happened in Yaowang Valley, and felt distressed for a while.

In the end, Zhuang Jiuyao suddenly asked: "Hey, is it Qixi Festival today?"

Zhuang Ning'er breathed a sigh of relief, but when she heard the question, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes.Zhuang Jiuyao smiled and said, "I recruited you? Why are you rolling your eyes at me again? Since it's Qixi Festival, you should go to Qingcheng for the festival."

"Ah?" Zhuang Ning'er opened her eyes wide, "Then what should you do?"

Zhuang Jiuyao pretended to be wronged: "The girl is too old to keep, you don't go out, do you want to show me affection in this palace?"

Zhuang Ning'er couldn't help but blushed, and said, "No shame! There is nothing between me and Big Brother Qingcheng!"

Zhuang Jiuyao laughed twice, then raised his eyebrows again, and said leisurely: "Your affection is true affection, of course you don't need to show it to anyone."

After he finished speaking, Zhuang Ning'er knew what he meant and frowned slightly involuntarily.Sure enough, I heard him go on to say: "Before you leave, let me ask someone to bring you to my room at night."

He got up and went back to the room, took two steps and then stopped, adding: "The one with thick eyebrows and thin lips."