Huafa Luoyang

Xun Luo came out from the main room of the gate, and was taken back to his original courtyard.According to the owner of the sect, he would stay in this old place for one night, and then go directly to Shu Palace the next morning.

In his memory, the entire Tianmen seems to have been like this for more than 20 years, and it has never changed.Xun Luo originally thought that he had traveled far enough outside, but when he returned to this courtyard, he suddenly realized that he had never left at all.

It seemed that torture was still being carried out next door, and the screams were endless, but after a while, even the gasps could no longer be heard.

If there is any real change in this courtyard, it is that the peonies in the courtyard are all withered.

After the depressive feeling that was almost overwhelmed at the beginning dissipated, it was replaced by a heavy numbness lingering in my heart, which is not unbearable, as long as I don't think about it.

Human beings and the world are things that cannot be considered carefully.

The house must have been cleaned a long time ago, and it still maintains its original appearance. It is as clean and spacious as if he just got up in the morning and just came back from practicing sword.

The servants came over silently and wanted to wait for him to take a bath and change clothes. He waved his hand, turned them away, and approached the wooden barrel on the side of the house by himself.

He didn't touch the clothes beside him when he came out, and he was still wearing the old, sky-blue clothes.

Zhuang Jiuyao's.

I was in a daze for a while, and after dark, I lay down with my clothes on, but I didn't sleep all night.

In the early morning of the second day, after breakfast, someone was waiting at the door of the room. He passed the servant's hand, lifted the burden by himself, and left the gate of heaven without turning his head once.

When I arrived at the side door of the Shu Palace, I saw an old housekeeper waiting there, so I went forward.

The people in Tianmen left after paying respects, the old housekeeper bowed his body, said "please come with me", and did not speak again along the way.

This silence just suits Xun Luo's wishes.

One didn't ask and the other didn't talk, the two just walked back and forth like this, passed through several corridors and other courtyards, passed a high pavilion, and arrived at the main courtyard of the Shu Palace.

The yard is very spacious, and there are old pagoda trees everywhere, not too green, but there is a hint of summer.The pomegranates in the flower bed are in full bloom, and there is a fiery red piece in the middle of the green branches.

It's quiet, but it's also lively.

The housekeeper pointed to the stone bench under the locust tree: "Sit down first, the old slave will call for the prince. He should have just gotten up at this moment, and someone from the palace just happened to come out, and there is still something to say, I guess It will take a while to come over. After you meet the prince, other people will come to lead you to your residence, everything is packed, and it is next to the prince's main room. Get closer to him, which is also the meaning of the superior. "

Xun Luo nodded: "Thank you."

After the housekeeper left, Xun Luo didn't sit down, but looked around carefully, then folded his arms and leaned against the trunk of the big locust tree next to the stone bench.

It's not that he hasn't heard of the name of Lord Shu, he's extravagant, he's good for nothing but pleasure, he's a good man.

Long Yang is so good, thinking of this, he suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth.

In an instant, he calmed down again.

Faced with the common understanding of the prince in the entire capital, Xun Luo has never had any special feelings. Even if he was hunted down for assassinating him that year, he never felt that this person had the slightest connection with him.

It's just one of the countless people who have nothing to do with him in the world, and that's all.

His connection with this world was maintained by the life locked with Tianluo in the past, but now it is maintained by Zhuang Jiuyao.

To protect who wants to assassinate whom, out of his past habits, he actually didn't have much thought, it was just a task.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a long creaking sound from the door of the main room. Xun Luo waited for a while, still lowering his eyes, but slowly stood up straight.

The footsteps of a group of people came slowly, until a pair of boots embroidered with cloud patterns in gold thread appeared in his sight, then he knelt down and bowed his head: "Join Your Highness the King of Shu."

The person in front of him didn't make a sound, so he kept his knees and knelt down. After a while, he heard a sentence: "Look up."

This sound!

Xun Luo froze, thinking that he had missed too much and misheard, he frowned, raised his head suspiciously, and froze all of a sudden.

Zhuang Jiuyao was looking at him calmly: "A new guard? What's his name?"

Xun Luo lost his thoughts for a while, and did not answer, Zhuang Ning'er who was behind hurriedly said: "Brother guard, my lord asked what is your name?"

After this sound, Xun Luo forced his mind back: "Return to the lord, this minister's name is Xun Luo."

"Well, get back down." Zhuang Jiuyao nodded, and when he saw him get up, he turned to look at a eunuch behind him, "Eunuch, you have seen it too, please go back to the palace and tell Father, thank you Father .”

"Yes, my lord." The eunuch replied, then bowed and left.

Zhuang Jiuyao waved his hand, and everyone behind him backed away. Zhuang Ning'er frowned and turned his head twice, hesitant to speak, but finally said nothing.

Zhuang Jiuyao laughed when there were only two of them left in the yard, and called out "A Xun" while reaching out to grab Xun Luo's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Xun Luo stepped back, dodged his hand, pursed his lips and looked at him, and said expressionlessly: "My lord?"

Zhuang Jiuyao was startled, put down his hands, and frowned.

Two kingfishers were jumping overhead, and their crisp calls were the only movement in the courtyard at this time.After a long time, Xun Luo asked calmly: "Did you already know who I am when you picked me up at the bottom of the cliff?"

Seeing that Zhuang Jiuyao didn't answer, he knew that he guessed it right, so he came to assassinate the King of Shu that day, and the man who looked very much like Uncle Ming Changzhi in the palace was also deliberately arranged.

Back then when we caught the secret work of the Shangzhen School in Tianmen, only four people knew about it, one was Tianluo, the other was Wen Bo, the master of the Qinglong Hall who was in charge of punishment in the gate, the third was the executioner back then, and the fourth was himself. .

Later, both Wen Bo and the executioner died under his own hands. No matter who was from Zhuang Jiuyao's side among those two people, he felt a little... unbearable.

Even though Zhuang Jiuyao was just a seven or eight year old child with yellow mouth at that time.

Xun Luo suddenly couldn't believe it.

I received the assassination order, the assassination failed and was hunted down, then I jumped off the cliff, survived and returned to Tianmen, did he play any role in it?

Or, he was just that innocent pawn prince who was almost killed by mistake in the internal struggle.

Xun Luo suddenly became confused, couldn't figure out what he was feeling in his heart, and it wasn't because he was angry, if he had to say it, it was just a little... scared.

For so long, Zhuang Jiuyao knew everything, he knew that he was an assassin in Tianmen, he knew his entire growth process, he knew where his weaknesses were...I was completely transparent in front of him, but he seemed to be blind to himself To the end of the abyss.

The point is, this abyss still has a fatal attraction for me.

It's like...the unspeakable everything, the festering inside, has been naked/naked for others to look at, but I didn't realize it.

Pain like shame hit him instantly.

If it's someone else, that's all.

But he is Zhuang Jiuyao.

It's not that I haven't guessed that he may be the son of a prince or general, but I never thought that he would be the lead/fire/cable that caused the civil strife in Tianmen.

In fact, none of these were important anymore. After all his thoughts rushed across the border, all he could think about was, what kind of mentality did he have when he looked at himself with bloody hands for so long?

In order to include himself in his camp?

"Ah Xun..." Zhuang Jiuyao called out again.

Xun Luo smiled, and asked: "Zhuang Jiuyao, no, Your Highness the King of Shu, when you see me struggling, do you think it's like watching a good show?"

Before Zhuang Jiuyao could reply, he collected his expression again and asked indifferently: "I'm exhausted, can you please show me the arranged room?"

Zhuang Jiuyao was startled, but finally called out: "Ning'er!"

Zhuang Ning'er came out with a girl, and the little girl took over the burden from Xun Luo's subordinates, Xun Luo seemed not to know him, and bowed and retired as usual.

Behind him, Zhuang Jiuyao stood on the spot, his face was cloudy and unpredictable for a moment, and then he regained his composure.

"Master?" Zhuang Ning'er called out timidly.

Zhuang Jiuyao pinched his knuckles and smiled: "I really didn't expect him to react so strongly. I thought he should have guessed."

Zhuang Ning'er bit her lips: "I think... I can understand. After all, both of you have unknown origins, but now I know it all at once. It turns out that you have always known his details, but he knows nothing about you."

"Not exactly." Zhuang Jiuyao let go of his folded hands, his knuckles turned white, and said softly, "He must have thought of Tianluo."

He laughed at himself: "I have such deep thoughts, and even lie to the person I like, isn't it untrustworthy?"

Xun Luo went back to the room, was stunned again, and sat for a whole day, the panic in his heart gradually dissipated.

Zhuang Jiuyao is the king of Shu, although this is unexpected, it is still reasonable.Enduring the discomfort, he dug deep into his heart and found that he just hadn't reacted yet.

He was really overwhelmed by emotion, not counting those who crossed the line between himself and him, Zhuang Jiuyao's behavior was indeed reasonable.

Besides, he did save himself.

He just didn't know how to deal with it.

He is not stupid in the current situation, so he can see clearly.

Xiao Yuan is old, and the world is in chaos, Tianmen is no longer just obeying him.The current sect master must be under the banner of Xiao Yuan, wandering among several princes, and everyone has placed someone like himself by their side with various righteous reasons.

There must be more people in the dark.

After all, the existence of Tianmen is always shady in the final analysis.

Just wait for the final general trend to be determined, and other banners will follow suit at any time.

In this way, everyone can hold on.

Xiao Yuan, who is a troubled by raising tigers, doesn't seem to realize at all that the minions he spread out actually don't listen to him.

Thinking all the way to the current situation, Xun Luo thought, if the final task is to kill Zhuang Jiuyao, then the tip of his sword will definitely not be aimed at him.

To be great is to die.

But after he died, would Zhuang Jiuyao live if he died?

Thinking of this, he laughed at himself, Zhuang Jiuyao didn't seem to need to worry about this for him.

There is no doubt about preserving him, so there are only two paths that seem to be staggered: one is Zhuang Jiuyao ascending to the throne by himself; or, destroying the Tianmen.

It's been a long time at night, Xun Luo is still leaning on the couch with his clothes on, when the door suddenly rang.

He sat up and grasped the sword tightly, turned over and landed on the ground at the same time, and hid quietly beside the couch.After waiting for a while, the door was kicked open.

He stood up abruptly, only to see Zhuang Jiuyao coming in with a pot of wine.

Xun Luo relaxed his mind, put down his sword, but immediately felt uncomfortable, so he just looked at him indifferently, without expressing anything.

Zhuang Jiuyao seemed to be drunk, turned his head and closed the door, then turned to him, smiling mischievously, "Ah Xun? Is it Ah Xun?"

As he said that, he staggered over, the jug in his hand was shaking, as if it was about to fall at any moment.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Xun Luo reached out to grab him.Zhuang Jiuyao then leaned on his shoulder, hung his chin on his shoulder, and murmured: "A Xun, Xun Luo, Xun Daxia!"

Xun Luo sighed, "I'm here."

Zhuang Jiuyao paused for a moment when he heard this answer, then raised his hand and threw away the wine jug in his hand. With a crisp sound, the aroma of the wine permeated instantly.

"Ah Xun, listen to me, listen to me..." He got up and pulled some distance away, supported Xun Luo's shoulder with one hand, pointed at him with his index finger with the other, tilted his head and frowned, repeating all the time ,"you listen to me."

Xun Luo didn't know how to dispel the restlessness in his heart, so he could only say: "I'm listening."

Zhuang Jiuyao remained silent for a while, then planted her head on the hollow of his shoulder again.

Just when Xun Luo thought he had fallen asleep, he suddenly said, "I don't want to be a prince myself, I don't want to be a prince, I don't want to be poisoned, and I don't want so many people to keep looking at me... I also don't want to be a prince." I didn't tease you to play Xun Luo, I didn't watch a good show... No, I also saw a good show, but then I went on stage to sing with you... I'm serious, I love you..."

These words were in a mess, but Xun Luo felt sore in his heart.

"Xun Luo, Xun Luo, Xun Luo..." He yelled and pulled off the clothes on his shoulders, bit his shoulder hard, and it took him a long time before he let go, saying, "Everything in my life is fake , only the heart for you is good, don't want it."

When he said the last sentence, his tone was very calm, and he didn't seem to be drunk at all.Xun Luo was startled when he heard the words, suddenly grabbed his shoulders, lifted his chin, and leaned over to press his lips.

I don't know who bit whom, the smell of blood melted on the tip of the tongue along with the smell of wine, and it all turned into an uncontrollable trembling.

It's not like he is looking for Luo, everything in this life is bad, everything is for destruction, even including the meaning of existence in this world.

Just this one time, this one time is an exception.

I don't want to see any more blood.

The author has something to say:

Zhuang Jiuyao is the worst seller!

Well, I'm sorry for the cutie who is reading the article, please stop for a day on Saturday.I haven't been feeling well this whole week.I'm a little groggy, afraid that my writing will affect the quality when I come back from work on Friday.

I’m a relatively unambitious person. This book has improved compared to the previous one, and I feel happy if someone is reading it.

The data is very cruel, but there should be a short distance before the end. I haven't finished writing what I want to write, so I will still follow the old idea.Thank you little angels~~~

I wish everyone good health!Be healthy!Not to mention the discomfort, but also because...seeing a doctor is too expensive! ! !

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