geese return to autumn

In the backyard of the Imperial College, two teenagers dragged themselves to the back wall.

"Oh! Why did you drag me here? Master is going to give a lecture!" Qiu Yun struggled in a low voice, but he couldn't match Yan Chen who was a head taller than him.

Yan Chen was annoyed by his struggle, so he simply cut his hands back and held him in front of him, his noses touched, and his breath was warm, "What class are you listening to! They are all nerds who only know how to write! The peach blossoms are blooming, come and see with me! Ah Wen has already prepared a horse outside the wall!"

Qiu Yun still struggled hard, but his face gradually turned red, "I have to listen to the class, what kind of nerd... Peach Blossom went to see it with a girl..." The rest of the words became lighter and lighter, Yan Chen only cared Looking at the wall, it seemed that he hadn't heard it, but his lips were slightly raised.

Suddenly there was a loud sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, Yan Chen secretly said that he was unlucky, let go of the flushed Qiu Yun, and waited for his master to come in.

No matter how close the human voice was, Yan Shen's eyebrows frowned suddenly.

It wasn't the Master's footsteps, it seemed. . . .

It's the sound of swords and armor.

Thinking of his father always talking secretly in the study these days, and looking at Qiu Yun beside him with a blank face, Yan Chen's heart sank suddenly.

He suddenly pulled Qiu Yun over and pulled him to the wall, "Quick! Turn over quickly!"

Qiu Yun was staggered by him, "Master is coming soon... Let's still—"

Qiu Yun's voice stopped suddenly when he saw Yan Chen's anxious face. He would not have such an expression on weekdays.

Yan Chen climbed up the wall first, and was about to pull Qiu Yun up, but when he caught sight of the outside of the wall, his heart was shocked!

There are horses, but not just two.

Ah Wen sat on the horse, with the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army beside him, "Your Majesty, Master Hou wants you to return home."

Yanwen laughed angrily: "Okay! Then go back home!" Turning around, he went to pull Qiu Yun.

Awen lowered his eyes, "My son, Lord Hou let you go home alone."

The door of the backyard was finally opened, and the imperial army rushed in and surrounded the two of them, "By the sage's orders! Capture the rebellious party of the Marquis of Pingjiang!"

What? !Go against the party!

Qiu Yun was still confused when he was captured by the Imperial Forest Army.

He muttered: "How can I be against the party?"

Yan Chen jumped off the wall and came to snatch him, his eyes were about to burst, he was stopped by the Imperial Forest Army, and the commander said: "Young Master Yan, don't make things difficult for me."

He broke away from them and sneered: "Okay! Okay! I won't make things difficult for you!" He pushed away the imperial guards in front and looked straight into Qiu Yun's eyes: "Don't be afraid."

Qiu Yun's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

He won't, he won't betray me.

Finally nodded.

He was escorted back to the Hou Mansion, where his father, mother, and trembling little sister were kneeling in the school grounds.

And the Marquis of Xining was holding up the family crest that only belonged to the direct descendants of the Qiu family, and chanted a note of false crimes aloud.

His face was ashen for a moment, and his eyes were fixed on the family emblem.

The family emblem was given to Yan Chen by him.

He turned his head stiffly, his mother was holding his little sister and weeping softly, his father had a bloodstain on his body, and he closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Father, father..."

Marquis Pingjiang opened his eyes and saw Qiu Yun looking at him with tears of regret.He said nothing, just looked at him.

His father didn't blame him, but used his life to make a way out for him.

"Let's go! Don't come back again!"

The Zhumen closed, and bloody shadows fell all over the ground.

He opened his eyes abruptly, not knowing whether the pillow was soaked with tears or sweat.

Decades have been like a dream.

He brushed away the wet hair on his forehead, got up, took out a jar of wine from under the bed, slapped the seal, and poured a sip into his mouth.

"Guests please come in."

The wooden door was pushed open, and then closed again in an instant, "Daughter, buy Yan Shen's life."

His fingers trembled slightly, and the wine spilled on his chest, "Marquis of Xining?"

"Yes, Marquis of Xining in Shengjing, Yan Shen."

"Guest please come back."

The man laughed: "In the case of Pingjiang Houfu, you don't want to kill your enemy?"

The knife was in the hand, the wine fell to nothing, and the eyes were stern: "Who are you?"

The man still laughed: "A man who buys his life. A thousand pieces of gold is not exchanged, so what about exchanging a life for a life?"

"what?"

"Your little sister Qiu Li is in my hands."

The blade retracted slightly, "How can I trust you?"

The man threw out a porcelain bottle, he caught it with the tip of a knife, opened it, and the dark fragrance overflowed, but his heart sank, "How are you doing?"

"Simple, life for life."

Qiu Yun's fingers were clenched tightly, but finally loosened, he put the porcelain bottle into his chest, and said silently, "Okay, two thousand gold."

The man laughed loudly: "Suwen's number one killer, Yin Dao, has a life of a thousand pieces of gold, but I don't know that Yun Dao, who ranks second, is even worse! Does it vary from person to person?"

Qiu Yun gave him a cold look, the glint of the blade was dazzling.

The man laughed and left the gold to go.

Qiu Yun put the gold into the purse and changed into a coat.Before going out, stroke your chest, under your palm is a cold porcelain vase, under the vase is your warm heart.

Yan Chen, it's time for you and me.

Qiu Yun walked around to the deep alley at the end of the street, and knocked on a small door, but the small door was not answered, but the window beside it opened, revealing a charming face of a woman, her white lotus root arms leaning on the window sill, lazily Lazily said: "Guest officer, do you want to buy tofu?" The ending sound raised slightly, and then turned around Zhixiang, expressing endless temptation.

Qiu Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he handed over the purse. The woman weighed it and said twice, "This amount... Do you want any news? Didn't you accept a new job? Location? Map? When I send you Yes." The woman smiled, but couldn't take her eyes off the purse, "After all, I am a regular customer."

He shook his head, lowered the brim of his hat, and turned to leave.

Jiangnan Chunguang was just right, he knew where he would be.

His back quickly disappeared, the woman smiled, stretched out her hand to close the window, just a ray of spring breeze slipped in and rang the wind chime.

In the room, the young man leaned in the arms of the man, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Today is not the first day of junior high school..."

The man's slender fingers slid across the young man's smooth back, and the thick calluses between his fingers made the young man tremble. He hooked his lips and smiled bewitchingly: "Would you like to go with me?"

The young man pouted his red lips, "No! Boring!"

The man buried himself in his neck and laughed softly, his hot breath came out, and the young man's skin turned pink like white jade, "This time, it's interesting."