Tang Dynasty detective

Di Jinghong and Feng Anran chatted very speculatively.

The atmosphere was warm and the timing was right. After much deliberation, Feng Anran took out another secret letter in his hand.

Di Jinghong looked at it, but luckily, it wasn't yellow.Di Jinghong joked: "What is this? You really have a lot of secrets in this study?"

Feng Anran put away her smile, and said: "Hong'er, I got this secret letter a few days ago, and I have been hesitating whether to show it to you. I have considered it again and again, but I should let you know."

When Di Jinghong saw that he had returned to his serious look, it didn't look like a good thing, he felt a palpitation in his heart, and an ominous premonition enveloped him.Holding the letter, he hesitated, looked up at Feng Anran, and said, "Let's discuss it another day, it's too late, Ziyu is still waiting for me, you should rest too."

Di Jinghong put the letter back intact on Feng Anran's desk, turned around and left.

Feng Anran called him, "Hong'er, this is already the second secret letter I have received."

Di Jinghong stopped in his tracks without turning his head, he hesitated and said: "Some people only fear that the world will not be chaotic."

Feng Anran said: "It may not be without reason."

Di Jinghong said: "I believe him."

Feng Anran said: "It's a critical moment, you have to be extremely careful."

Di Jinghong said: "I know it well."

Feng Anran didn't say anything more.

Di Jinghong came out of Feng Anran's study and walked into the cold winter night.He looked up at the sky, there was not a trace of cloud, the night was getting higher and clearer, the moonlight was like washing, shining brightly like Ziyu's eyes.Is that his hometown?Is there really such a place as Yachongtian?

Such a good person, as clean as a little fairy, how could he lie to him?

will not.

Di Jinghong's nose turned sour, and two lines of tears fell down in vain.

Ziyu will not lie to me.

He will not.

Di Jinghong wiped his eyes stubbornly, and walked quickly to his room.

He chatted with Feng Anran for a long time, and it was close to midnight when he came out.Suddenly, he seemed to see a figure in front of him, which flashed past.Di Jinghong didn't hesitate, and subconsciously chased after him.The figure was extremely fast, like the wind, without night clothes, it seemed to be Guanlan's school uniform.

Di Jinghong didn't remember which Guanlan judge had this kind of footwork.

Di Jinghong chased him all the way, the man was strong and fast, and even Di Jinghong used his newly learned kung fu to chase him with some difficulty.He chased forward more than a hundred steps, the man hesitated for some reason, Di Jinghong suddenly saw his figure, and was taken aback.

He hesitated whether to continue chasing.

That figure is so familiar.

He was short of breath, dizzy, as if a boulder had fallen under his feet, and he couldn't move.In just a moment of trance, the man disappeared without a trace and disappeared into the shadow of the forest.

Standing in the night wind, Di Jinghong shivered.

When Di Jinghong returned to his residence, he didn't dare to push the door with his hands up, he hesitated and hesitated.The guard who was watching the night was passing by, and saw Di Jinghong staring blankly at the front door, and asked him what he was doing outside without resting in the middle of the night.

Di Jinghong responded with a few random words, saying that he was going to the toilet, and pushed the door open and entered.

The guards murmured, what happened to Di Jinghong, he was in a daze, as if he had run into a ghost.

When Di Jinghong entered, the room was warm.He was overjoyed and almost jumped up excitedly. Ziyu was in the house, he smelled a familiar fragrance, and he kicked Ziyu's shoes at the door.Donnie Yen likes to put his shoes on the left side of the door, so he can't go wrong.

Di Jinghong moved lightly, afraid of waking Zhen Ziyu up, he had an idea and planned to take off his heavy cotton coat at the door to avoid bumping into tables, chairs and benches.It was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. He took off his clothes rustlingly, and finally took off all the cotton clothes, but he couldn't find a place to put them. He didn't dare to put his clothes in disorder, for he was worried that Zi Yu would scold others when he got up in the morning. Holding the cotton-padded clothes full of arms, he was in a dilemma, tangled for a long time, and finally made up his mind to get up earlier than Ziyu tomorrow morning, and pack all the clothes before Ziyu got up.

Well, that's really smart, just do it like this, get up before [-] o'clock tomorrow to practice.

Tsk, Di Jinghong was worried again, it was still dark at Maoshi, he had to remember where the clothes were stored, otherwise he would have to wake up Ziyu's dream.He was afraid of waking Zhen Ziyu up in the morning, so he put his clothes on the bedside every day, so that he could touch them when he got up.Thinking of this, Di Jinghong put the clothes one by one at the door, the cotton robe at the bottom, the clothes he wore inside on the top, and the shoes next to the clothes. Come on, I can finally go to sleep in a down-to-earth manner.

When he touched the bed, his body was already frozen through. He couldn't help but sneezed. He sneezed and covered his mouth and nose in fright. After getting on the stool, he slammed into the table after a while, and the corner of the table hit his arm, causing him to grin his teeth in pain, clutching his arm and dare not move on.

Not far ahead is the charcoal brazier.

The charcoal fire had been burnt out, without even a spark, and he couldn't figure out where the brazier was, but if he was about to hit the charcoal basin, there would be a crash.Di Jinghong was worried, he needed to practice night walking kung fu more, Master Qing had been teaching him for three to five days, and he was still so stupid.

Di Jinghong was worrying, his body felt cold, and he wanted to sneeze again. He covered his mouth and nose hard to prevent the sneeze from coming out, and he was almost breathless.In the end, the sneeze still came out, and he shivered again, very annoyed.

Yen Ziyu had been listening with his ears up since he entered the door. Yen Ziyu hadn't slept at all, and had been waiting for him to come back to be at ease. He was tossing about at the door, and Yen Ziyu let him torment. Didn't he brag that he had practiced night kung fu? He also said that walking at night is as comfortable as a cat. Yen Ziyu waited for his night walking kung fu, thinking in his heart, after practicing night walking kung fu, when he went back to Peking, he wouldn't be afraid of the endless darkness, would he?

The way through is so dark, Zhen Ziyu is afraid, Zhen Ziyu thinks everyone will be afraid, he is worried that Di Jinghong is also afraid.

Yen Ziyu couldn't listen anymore, further on was the charcoal basin, which had to be cleaned up again after being kicked over, "Light on the lamp, it's on the table next to you, you can reach out and touch it."

Di Jinghong was gnashing his teeth, hesitating, not knowing what to do, when suddenly there was a pleasant voice in the darkness, like a sharp spring springing from the dry land, clear and translucent, seeping in where he couldn't see his fingers , reassuring and joyful.

Di Jinghong was pleasantly surprised and annoyed, and said, "Ziyu, did I wake you up?" He reached out and lit the oil lamp on the table, and the room was immediately enveloped in warm light. Zhen Ziyu leaned against the head of the bed without taking off his clothes. looking at him.

Di Jinghong's beautiful eyebrows were clustered together, "Ziyu, you've been waiting for me?" Why didn't Ziyu take off his clothes?

Zhen Ziyu got up to meet Di Jinghong, and put the coat on the back of the chair on Di Jinghong, complaining: "Go to bed, what are you doing standing there, how cold is it?"

Yen Ziyu complained with distress, and stretched out his hand to caress Di Jinghong's side face, it was cold. "Go up, cover yourself with the quilt, don't catch a cold."

Di Jinghong pulled Zhen Ziyu into his arms, hugged him tightly, his body warmed up in an instant, then wrapped him in his coat, and carried him to the bed together with the clothes.

He sniffed Yen Ziyu's nose vigorously. He didn't know what scent he was looking for, but he felt that the scent was very solid.He teased Yen Ziyu and said: "Don't you just run around in thin clothes, you can't do this in the future, I see that you have a strong foundation in practice, and you will be fine after three days of freezing in the ice and snow." There was no joke in his words .

Yen Ziyu could tell that Di Jinghong had something on his mind.

Yen Ziyu wanted to ask, but hesitated for a moment, but didn't ask.The dean didn't let him go tonight, probably because he didn't want him to know what they were talking about.Yen Ziyu, who shouldn't know, can't ask, if he inquires about secrets at will based on Di Jinghong's relationship with him, it's overstepping.

Di Jinghong turned his head and sneezed, then turned his head and continued to explain the truth to Zhen Ziyu as if nothing had happened, "Recently I have been so busy that I neglected to take care of you. If you're not here, you must take good care of yourself, you can't catch a cold, get sick, or be bullied by others, otherwise, I will punish you."

Yen Ziyu looked at his plausible adult appearance, and vaguely saw the shadow of Jin Jiuqi.

Zhen Ziyu was neither angry nor annoyed, and said with a smile: "You are so busy that you see me as deadly. If you have nothing to do, why don't you see something wrong with me?"

Di Jinghong pinched the tip of his nose and complained solemnly, "I just know how to talk back, I'm not obedient at all, it's really worrying."

Zhen Ziyu plunged into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Jinghong, are you going down the mountain?" The dean called him to discuss it for so long, something big must have happened, Di Jinghong said With these words, it seems that she didn't intend to take him down the mountain with her.

Di Jinghong said: "Well, it's not far away. My father-in-law sent me to Yunlai to help. I'm going to take a long time this time. They need a helper there."

Zhen Ziyu rubbed against his arms, clinging to him like a small animal, no matter how you looked at it, he seemed to be coquettish with him, "Can't you take me with you?" Zhen Ziyu was the smartest, he knew that Di Jinghong He didn't say that he would be taken with him, but the dean must not have allowed him to be taken with him.

When he rubbed like this, the endless thoughts in the hut were rubbed up by him again. Di Jinghong turned around unsteadily and hugged him, and didn't answer, and kept silent and played tricks under the quilt.

Zhen Ziyu reminded him, "We didn't turn off the lights, and we were caught by the patrolling supervisor, and we will be fined."

Di Jinghong didn't care much, and even the pouring rain couldn't extinguish the flames, "If you want to be punished, you will be punished. Anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow. Whoever dares to punish you, I will never end with them."

Yen Ziyu didn't expect him to leave as soon as he said so, so he hurriedly asked, "Why are you in such a hurry? Can't it be the day after tomorrow?" He also planned to go to their secret base to redraw the landscape painting, which he was already proficient in copying. That little house should come out perfectly.

Yen Ziyu felt that this painting must not be bad at all, and it must be completely consistent in order to play the role of time travel props.

Di Jinghong said in a low voice: "It's already decided to leave tomorrow." After speaking, he was afraid that Yen Ziyu would be sad, so he comforted him, "I'll come back to see you in two days when I relax~ah."

"Do you want to live here?"

"Temporarily~ live for a while."

"Oh."

Di Jinghong didn't speak anymore, he was more courteous than before and also somewhat fierce.Zhen Ziyu felt that it seemed to be a kind of reluctance and longing for coming early, and some persistence to imprint his own brand on Zhen Ziyu.

Yen Ziyu let him go.

I don't know how long it will take, how can I not think about it?Zhen Ziyu thought to himself that he could go up to the mountains to paint when he was away, but he didn't know if the barren mountains in winter would have the original charm, and he didn't know how to make the painting exactly the same. It is a simple thing, but it is not easy to do it. I always feel that there is a little difference, that is, it does not have the charm of the original picture.

Sure enough, the school supervisor on patrol at Zishi came to knock on the door.

Di Jinghong was making a fuss, so in a hurry, he raised his hand and extinguished the lamp with the wind of his palm.

Yen Ziyu was pleasantly surprised.

Seeing the approval in his eyes, Di Jinghong forgot all the scruples in his heart. He lowered his head and covered Yen Ziyu's mouth. After the outsider left, he asked repeatedly, "Are you great? Praise me, praise is not enough, I want extra rewards."

Yen Ziyu had never spoiled him, he would praise him whenever he wanted, and he would give him whatever he wanted, he was flattering him.

Di Jinghong was energetic but not tired, Yen Ziyu had already been tossed to pieces by him, before Zhen Ziyu could say a word, he stopped in time.Zhen Ziyu secretly admired this person.

He knew enough was enough, and he was able to withdraw leisurely. He was really a grown-up.

I don't know whether it's because I love him more or lower my demands on him. In recent days, Yen Ziyu feels that he has become more and more likable, and he has become very worry-free, just like the two of them, and even began to ask Yen Ziyu everywhere. , Take care of Yen Ziyu, whether nagging Yen Ziyu makes him worry.

Yen Ziyu confirmed again that he was becoming more and more like Jin Jiuqi, more and more.He has a domineering temperament, a decisive decision-making, a shrewd brain, and even the soft and hard ways when he was in charge of Yen Ziyu.

For some reason, Yen Ziyu's head became hot, and he called close to the person, "Ninth Brother." When he said the words, he broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, his voice was so soft that Di Jinghong probably didn't hear it.

The dark night seemed to be suddenly silent.

Only Di Jinghong's intense breathing could be heard clearly, Yen Ziyu was guilty, trying to control his breath, trying to silently dissolve this guilty conscience into the blackness.

Yen Ziyu was tired, and his eyelids quickly rolled together.

While half awake and half asleep, a huge tremor swept through his body, Yen Ziyu was forcibly awakened, "Jing Hong!"

At some point, Di Jinghong turned on the lamp again, and pressed his hands vigorously on him as if trying to crush him, "What did you call me just now?"

Zhen Ziyu's heart trembled, he heard it, he was angry, no, he was angry.

Zhen Ziyu didn't speak, and let him vent his anger over and over again. No matter how he asked, he kept his lips tightly pressed together, refusing to say anything.

Di Jinghong was not reconciled, and would force him to ask him from time to time, "What did you call me just now?" He stared into Yen Ziyu's eyes and asked, without giving Yen Ziyu a chance to breathe, Yen Ziyu was never in his eyes. Having seen such ruthlessness before, she quarreled with him with tears in her eyes, and let him vent his secrets.

Zhen Ziyu wanted to resist, but he was no match for Di Jinghong. Di Jinghong was taller and stronger than him, stronger than him, and wanted to crush him like a big rock.

Di Jinghong was full of anger, wanted to vent it but beat his chest even more like a stone, he was aggrieved, he wanted to shout out, tear Yen Ziyu apart, let him tell himself whose name he was calling, but he He just kept silent, his forbearance was better than all the criminals Di Jinghong had encountered, Feng Anran was right, if Zhen Ziyu was a spy, Guanlan might be destroyed by this person.

Yen Ziyu is so smart, he is so smart that people are afraid.

He was also too unfeeling, holding him in the palm of his hand, it turned out that he only thought about that person.What do you mean they have nothing to do with each other?So he can only lie to Di Jinghong, who was like a fool before. If the two have nothing to do with each other, can he still think of that person's name when the relationship is strong?

That person is also a detective judge, that person is the one who Yen Ziyu can call out his name in dreams at night, that person is the one who can make the smart and cautious Yen Ziyu think about it desperately when he is emotional, Who is that man?What is his purpose for letting Yen Ziyu enter Guanlan?

Beiping and Yachongtian are just a cover, right?

Subverting Guanlan is their ultimate goal.

Di Jinghong stood up and looked down at the fainted Zhen Ziyu. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks onto his fair neck. His skin, which was as white as jade and tender as fat, seemed lifeless.The drops of water became more and more dense one by one, and wet the neck of the person below him. Di Jinghong was wronged, he couldn't help it, and cried like a child.

He was very kind to Zhen Ziyu, and he would not hesitate to change himself for him, but Zhen Ziyu was lying to himself, deceiving him perfectly, loving him as if he was real, how could there be such a cruel person in the world?

how come?

Di Jinghong wanted to arrest someone and continue to question him, but he didn't give up.He grabbed the man angrily and put him back on the bed heavily. Zhen Ziyu really passed out. This time he was not lying. Di Jinghong knew how much effort he had used, he must not be able to take it anymore.He couldn't bear it, but he didn't say a word of begging for mercy. He let himself sadistically vent like a puppet.

Is he showing weakness in this way?

After all, he is still smart, and he knows which way of resistance can hit people's hearts the most.

Di Jinghong cried like a child. He was cautious at times, and angrily at times, and he kept questioning the unconscious Yen Ziyu, "Do you think that I will soften my heart if you pretend to be pitiful like this? Tell me, no. Say yes? Yen Ziyu, let me tell you, I will not soften my heart, absolutely not."

He rubbed his tears indiscriminately, and asked again, "Do you think that if you succeed, you can escape from Guanlan? Let me tell you, if you are dreaming, you will never be able to escape from my grasp in your life. Since you have given yourself to Guanlan, then prepare to stay in Guanlan for the rest of your life, even if you lock me up, I will lock you up, and you will never see that person again."

No matter how Di Jinghong asked, Zhen Ziyu didn't reply.

This time, he really tormented people so hard that Zhen Ziyu passed out and fell into a coma for two whole days.

When Zhen Ziyu woke up, Di Jinghong was not by his side.

The room was quiet, a little cold and lonely, and he raised his heavy eyelids and scanned the door. Is this in the hut on the top of the mountain?

He couldn't remember when he came here, he didn't have the slightest impression, he just remembered that Di Jinghong wanted to tear him apart like crazy, he was wronged and stubborn, he chose to resist silently.

The resistance was fruitless, and Di Jinghong became more and more crazy.

Yen Ziyu had to admit that at the most intense moment, he was also scared.

He was forced by Di Jinghong's fierce strange eyes, and wanted to run away, he was so frightened that his heart trembled and he wanted to cry.

He closed his eyes and recalled, with lingering fear in his heart.

Someone pushed the door open. It was a young judge, fourteen or fifteen years old, whom Zhen Ziyu didn't know.

"Finally woke up." He seemed to be speaking to someone outside the door.

"It's been two days. If you don't wake up again, the body will be collected." Listening to the voice, there is also a young judge of fourteen or fifteen years old.

The little judge didn't have another word to say, he held a food box in his hand, took out two bowls from the food box and put them on the table, turned around and left before Zhen Ziyu could ask a question.Yen Ziyu wanted to stop him, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse and it was very difficult to speak.He was a little dizzy, raised his hand and touched his forehead, feeling feverish.

While Zhen Ziyu hesitated, the judge had already gone out and closed the door again from the outside. Zhen Ziyu clearly heard the sound of the lock being locked, and the sound of Ga Da seemed to lock his heart as well.

Ah.

Yen Ziyu pulled out a helpless smirk, this is Di Jinghong, he looks like a prisoner.

Zhen Ziyu didn't move, nor did he look at what was in the bowl on the table. He could vaguely smell a medicine.He said bitterly in his heart, since he suspected that I was a spy, why didn't he kill me with one knife, and why did he give me medicine?

For two days in a row, Yen Ziyu lay dead on the bed.

The two junior judges took turns to deliver medicine, food, and charcoal to him, and as usual, they put down their things and left without saying a word.

On the third day, three young judges on duty came.

Yen Ziyu's breath was weak, and it was already difficult for him to get up, so he turned his eyes to look at them.Zhen Ziyu thought they were going to persuade him to eat, but he didn't expect that one person ordered the other two big men to hold Zhen Ziyu down, and he himself took a bowl of porridge and poured it into Zhen Ziyu forcefully. If he refused to eat, they forced him to eat, choking so much that Yen Ziyu coughed and wanted to spit it out but they didn't give him a chance.

After finishing the porridge, Zhen Ziyu was thrown back on the bed by them. He was out of breath and had no strength to resist. The three of them still stood by the bed and looked at him. He muttered with difficulty, "Let's go, I'll eat it."

One of them said: "I'll just speak forcefully, if you listen to me early, you won't have to worry about it for two days."

Yen Ziyu had no choice but to smile wryly, why worry about drinking porridge and soup, wouldn't he be happier if I starved to death?

He thought it was over, but he didn't expect the three people to hold him down again. He couldn't help but let them pour the bowl of bitter and astringent medicine into his stomach.

He hadn't eaten for three or four days in a row, and the rice soup that he finally drank was mixed with the bitter medicinal juice. Zhen Ziyu vomited it all out, dirtying the bedding and pillows.

One person quickly straightened his head, "Hey, don't vomit, it's useless to spit it out." It was too late after he vomited.

Seeing the flustered appearance of the three children, Yen Ziyu felt a little sorry.

The three of them seemed very worried, discussing in low voices——

"Do you think he vomited up everything he ate, or only half?"

"I drank half a bowl of rice soup in total, what can I do with the remaining half?"

"What should I do? Don't starve to death."

"If not, pour another bowl?"

The three of them made eye contact, and Yen Ziyu was annoyed by their tossing, and he said weakly, "Stop tossing, put the porridge aside, I'll eat it myself." According to his current situation, he would have to spit it out even if he forcefully poured it in. These children are inexperienced, and they are tossed again and again, and he will be tossed to death.Even if he really wanted to die, Yen Ziyu didn't want to die in such a dishonorable way.

Besides, he didn't want to die yet. He figured it out in the past two days. There must be someone playing tricks to destroy the relationship between him and Di Jinghong, deliberately causing the dean and Di Jinghong to misunderstand him. This person must be caught no matter what.

It seems that Guanlan is not monolithic.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief when Yen Ziyu told him to eat by himself. "Then you take more and drink the medicine."

Yen Ziyu nodded, he just wanted to recover as soon as possible, the three children were so noisy.

bother.

More annoying than Di Jinghong.

Three days later.

The little judge came to deliver food again, and Yen Ziyu found out that his name was Liu Wenqun.

Zhen Ziyu asked him casually, "Wen Qun, is Di Jinghong gone?"

Liu Wenqun immediately looked wary, pursed his mouth and dared not speak.

Zhen Ziyu asked him again, "I left with him?"

"Ah?" Liu Wenqun replied confusedly, "Ah."

Yen Ziyu had an idea in his mind, most likely it was Di Jinghong who told him to take him to Yunlai, otherwise Wei Luo would not have come to rescue him.Presumably, the road to the top of the mountain has been sealed off. No one knows that he is trapped here. Even the guards are unfamiliar. It is estimated that Liu Boen and the others may not know.

It's amazing.

Liu Wenqun didn't dare to say more, but said: "You should eat more, the supervisor said before leaving, if you die, we won't be allowed to advance."

"The superintendent?"

"Well, Di Jinghong has been promoted to supervisor, and the dean personally announced it a few days ago."

Dean, above the proctor, below the dean, the position of dean of Guanlan College has been vacant for many years.It seems that Di Jinghong agreed to be the successor of the dean.

Didn't you say you want to get married?

And you said you would go back to Peking with me?

A man's words can't be taken seriously.

Zhen Ziyu said: "Understood, I can't die. You have worked hard."

Hearing what he said, Liu Wenqun felt more at ease and began to talk more, "It's good if you can think about it, what's so good about Huanyue Pavilion, they have done all kinds of bad things and are hunted down by various factions all day long, and they will never get in. Da Ya Zhi Tang, why don’t you submit to our Guanlan, the supervisor treats you well, and the dean also likes you, isn’t it better than you being used by others in the Huanyue Pavilion?”

Yen Ziyu smiled wryly, he didn't know how to answer.I'm really talented, and I became the master of Huanyue Pavilion.

Liu Wenqun asked Zhen Ziyu mysteriously, "Do you have something in their hands? Tell me, and I will help you find a way." After he finished speaking, he seemed to think that his way of thinking sounded unreliable, and then Said, "I can't think of a way and there is the supervisor. He has a very high prestige in Guanlan now. Even Wei Jingfeng, the supervisor, respects him very much. As long as he stands up for you, are you still afraid of Huanyue Pavilion?

Di Jinghong left him a task before he left.

Zhen Ziyu couldn't explain clearly to him, so he could only perfunctoryly say: "I have nothing against them, I am not from Huanyue Pavilion, and I have nothing to do with them. Don't listen to rumors."

Liu Wenqun was very disappointed, "Oh, then let's go first and come to see you tomorrow. If it's cold, don't go out."

Yen Ziyu thought, I want to go out, can I go out?It's not that he didn't think about breaking through the door, but the lock on the door was not much smaller than his head.The key point is that Liu Wenqun also secretly passed the message to him. It is said that in order to prevent wild animals, the outside was sprinkled with highly poisonous powder, at least five layers were sprinkled.

Yen Ziyu knew exactly who to guard against.

These methods were taught by Zhen Ziyu to that man, but he learned and used them flexibly, and used them very easily.

Zhen Ziyu was trapped in the hut, watching the sunrise and sunset every day, he carved out a pillar in the house, one after another, each day, those paths increased day by day, and gradually reached a height of more than one foot.

One day, Liu Wenqun brought pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and several books.

Zhen Ziyu asked for these things two or three times before, but Liu Wenqun prevaricated and did not bring them to him.Suddenly moved all the things here, Zhen Ziyu thought to himself, since the Chinese New Year is coming, he must have returned.

After that day, Zhen Ziyu watched the courtyard day and night through the window, even when it was snowing, he did not close the window, and never saw Di Jinghong.

Aggrieved?

Naturally, I am wronged.

Yen Ziyu could only lobbied himself repeatedly, he was straightforward and deceived by others, he must have not turned the corner for a while, as long as he waited with peace of mind, he would come back one day.

Waiting in this hut is better than being unable to find anyone. If it wasn't for his luck to meet him again, they would have been separated from each other in the Tang Dynasty. Compared to being misunderstood and wronged by him, Yen Ziyu I feel that I would rather stay here.Isn't it just fate, you yourself begged the gods to bless you day and night, and promised to pay any price, including freedom of course.

Lobbying himself has become a daily compulsory course for Zhen Ziyu, he has to attend morning and evening classes, meditate, and reason for himself, otherwise he can't guarantee that he can live here safely.

Another day, Liu Wenqun brought him two thin clothes.

He is, is he back again?

Yen Ziyu looked at the time, it was the end of the month.

At the end of each month, Liu Wenqun would bring new things. On weekdays, no matter how Yen Ziyu ordered him, he would not be unmoved, with a very kind attitude and a very stubborn temper.Yen Ziyu thought to himself that Di Jinghong would come back about once a month.

Spring is coming.

Looking out from the window, the distant mountains have been covered with green.

The new monarch of the Tang Dynasty should have succeeded to the throne, and the new scene outside seems to have nothing to do with him.He is like an outsider, staring at the mountains outside the window all day in a daze, painting, reading, and waiting.

Yeah.

Yen Ziyu is a person who can sit still, except for him and family, he has nothing else to do.

Sometimes he even thinks that this is also very good, there are no complicated things in the world, and if you stay in this hut, there are people who can wait and things that can wait.

Zhen Ziyu looked at the distant mountains. Behind the mountains, there seemed to be a gray fog curtain rising from the visible place to the sky. Above the fog curtain, another mountain was clearly displayed.The fog tent was extremely wide and long, and the mountain above it began to flutter. After a while, the mountain above the fog tent showed a mountain peak, dark gray in color, and a hut was reflected on the mountain peak.The mountains below the hut move one after another, and new layers of tents appear again. Several mountains are unpredictable, some slopes are steep, and some are jagged. It is dark blue, and the Shuangxi can be vaguely seen flowing and galloping at the foot of the mountain.

This illusion is almost the same as the scene seen on the opposite cliff, but it is more illusory than the scene seen there, just like a glimpse of the top of the cloud, it is amazing.

Yen Ziyu was attracted by this wonderful scene, without thinking too much, he picked up the pen and ink to draw the magical scene in front of him.He wrote quickly and sketched out a wonderful landscape picture very quickly. As soon as he stopped writing, he saw that the mountains above the fog tent gradually drifted to the southeast and southwest, and then gradually faded and disappeared. The time before and after did not exceed half an hour.

Yen Ziyu looked at the changing scene in surprise and forgot to put down his pen for a while.This painting is so similar, just add a few strokes of ink-colored mountains and rivers, and it will be the landscape painting that he has been thinking about.

Yen Ziyu had heard of mirages, but this illusory scene in the mountains was a thousand times more precious than that mirage, and it was a rare miracle, so he never expected to see it.

It turned out that the painting was drawn like this, no wonder no matter how I copied it, it seemed to lack a little charm.

That painting is not a real scene, but an illusory scene, the real and illusory scene of Shuangxi Mountain.

A familiar voice drifted over, "Who do you miss, so ecstatic?"

Zhen Ziyu turned his head almost subconsciously, and said happily: "We can go back." He turned his head and met a pair of cold eyes, and at some time, Di Jinghong had already stood behind him.

Di Jinghong asked him, "Where are you going back?"

The two were so close, Yen Ziyu's smile froze on his face.

Di Jinghong was still angry, his eyes were fierce and frightening.

A moment later, a smile appeared on Zhen Ziyu's face again.Although he was almost killed by him, and he was locked up here for more than three months, Zhen Ziyu was happy in his heart, and Zhen Ziyu made up his mind to put down his body to coax him.The big deal is to keep the account book, and I will settle the account with him when I go back.

After being bored in the room for so long, Yen Ziyu's face became paler, as lustrous and pleasant as jade. The moment he turned his head, Di Jinghong almost failed and couldn't help but want to hug him and kiss him.These days, Di Jinghong blamed him day and night in his heart, but he couldn't resist the temptation of his prosperous beauty.

Di Jinghong hated himself for not having a long memory, and turned into anger from embarrassment. He raised his voice and said, "I'm asking you a question, where are you going?" The sudden scolding made Zhen Ziyu tremble in fright, and ink dripped from the brush in his hand.

Yen Ziyu suddenly didn't want to coax people anymore, to scare me, not to coax you.

Zhen Ziyu turned around, turned his back and muttered to him, "You can go back wherever you want, what does it have to do with you?"

Zhen Ziyu just muttered something in a low voice, saying that he was just muttering, but he was actually acting like a baby.If it was before, Di Jinghong would definitely hug him and coax him.Zhen Ziyu is still the same Zhen Ziyu, and Di Jinghong is no longer the Di Jinghong he used to be.

Zhen Ziyu didn't know how many things Di Jinghong had experienced and how many people he had killed in the past three months.He found the lair of Huanyue Pavilion by himself, joined hands with Qing Yichang and others to chase Lin Zhitui to the desert and barren hills, and forced him to hand over the list of people behind the scenes; he handed over the list of people behind the scenes to the new emperor. Lai Xinhuang made a promise that he would never embarrass Guanlan or order Guanlan; If he could lock Zhen Ziyu here forever, Feng Anran would no longer meddle in their affairs.

These days, Di Jinghong was physically and mentally exhausted and exhausted. He slept in his clothes all day long and was worried.Di Jinghong hurried back to meet Zhen Ziyu, unexpectedly, the first sentence of the meeting, Zhen Ziyu said that he wanted to leave, and Di Jinghong didn't care where he was going?

Di Jinghong said: "Want to leave?" He pulled Zhen Ziyu's body vigorously and forced Zhen Ziyu to look at him, "Where are you going? There is no such person as Zhen Ziyu in this world. You are in mourning, in order to save your face, the inscription uses the name of a palace-level judge, how about I treat you well, Zhen, Zi, Yu?"

Yen Ziyu lost all strength from his hand, dropped the brush in his hand on the table, looked back in a panic, "Di Jinghong, let go, my painting is broken."

Di Jinghong said: "It's a broken painting, I painted it all day long, and I said he didn't give it to you, do you think I'm a fool?"

Yen Ziyu concluded that this person was bewildered.

Zhen Ziyu couldn't care about his own painting anymore, Di Jinghong was angry, the more he confronted him, the more stubborn he became, Zhen Ziyu understood his temper, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart, lowered his posture and coaxed him, "I'm not alone, I just draw a few random strokes, and you ignore me for so long."

Zhen Ziyu acted skillfully, every word fell on Di Jinghong's heart, the anger in Di Jinghong's eyes was covered by clarity, and he let go of Zhen Ziyu.

In the end, he still refused to admit it, and said to Zhen Ziyu angrily: "Don't seduce me again, do you think I am Lu Lin?"

Hey?

Yen Ziyu was so angry that he wished he could kick him directly.When Di Jinghong compared himself to Lu Lin, didn't he compare Zhen Ziyu to Xiao Yanfeng?What kind of thing is Xiao Yanfeng? Di Jinghong is deliberately humiliating people.

Pushing his nose to his face, this is the one he is talking about.What can I do, Yen Ziyu can't fight him to the death, if the jealous jar is overturned, it won't be me who will suffer?

Yen Ziyu is the smartest, he knows how to advance and retreat, and knows how to turn around, he doesn't intend to confront the tough.he doesn't know these days