Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

Late at night, cool, remote corner where the moonlight and candlelight can't shine.

Qin Luoxiao staggered on the uneven and broken road.He could smell the rot and filth, and he could hear the rats squeaking in the corners.If he stepped on a broken floor tile, dirty water would splash on him.

Qin Luoxiao shuddered, and the moment her body was crooked, the wound on her right hand was involved, causing some pain.

Looking down, he could see a horrible and disgusting scene—the dripping blood mixed with the black and green mud, which seemed to swallow him up.

"Xiao'er, don't run away." The father who could really destroy him said from behind.

Qin Luoxiao turned her head and saw that the sword in her father's hand was still pointing at him.

He was desperate, feeling that the pain in his heart was thousands of times stronger than the bleeding wound.The pain of a severed finger is nothing.However, what he broke was his right thumb, and he might never be able to hold a sword again. The enemy he faced was his father who loved him and loved him since he was a child.

"I've crippled one finger, isn't that enough? Let me go." Qin Luoxiao finally let go of all her pride and begged her father for mercy.

Qin Daxia sneered, "Have you let your martial arts comrades go?"

"I didn't do anything, I just talked to you for a while..."

"Still sophistry!" Qin Daxia roared, "If you don't talk to me, Zhai Yichen will take the opportunity to escape and send a message? If you don't tell Zhai Yichen how to write the secret code of the Moshuangmen, can he deceive fellow martial arts!"

Qin Luoxiao was speechless, regretting that she had believed in Zhai Yichen's nonsense.

At that time, Zhai Yichen wanted to attract fellow martial artists to become a "rebellious party" and frame Fu Yichen for rebellion.Qin Luoxiao refused to agree at first, but Zhai Yichen got his mind right, and instead of telling him about danger, he only offered him the most attractive condition: "If you help me, Fu Yichen will definitely die."

Qin Luoxiao was very moved.He stayed in the Prince's Mansion for so many days, everyone was respectful and polite to him, but everyone called him Mr. Qi.That was the order of the crown prince, and also Zhai Yichen's sinister intentions.He was called that every day, and his resentment towards Fu Yichen and Qi Wenyao deepened.

"I am the senior brother of the Moshuang sect. It is not unusual to know the secret code. Only the master understands that you have intervened." Zhai Yichen said again, "The master is your real father, can you still hate you?"

Qin Luoxiao thought about it, but she still had a conscience of not harming others, "What about the fellow martial artists who mistrust you?"

"They have the ability to escape, and they will be safe and sound. Fu Yichen is charged with treason, and he is doomed."

Qin Luoxiao kept a trace of luck in destroying Fu Yichen smoothly, so she agreed.He uttered the signal signal from Mo Shuangmen, and distracted Qin Daxia who was watching outside the Prince's Mansion.Zhai Yichen took the opportunity to sneak out, and used secret signals to lure fellow martial artists to King Jing's mansion.

The result was different from what he thought.Fu Yichen was not in Prince Jing's Mansion at all, not all of his fellow martial artists escaped, and a few of them fell into the hands of the officers and soldiers who were arrested, and his father who knew he had intervened...

He was so angry that he wanted to arrest him and return him to Moshuangmen to apologize to his fellow martial artists regardless of the relationship between father and son.

Committing such a big mistake, what other way to apologize than death?Qin Luoxiao panicked, kowtowed to admit her mistake, and even resorted to the cruel trick of amputating her right thumb, hoping that her father would let her go for the sake of blood and family.

Qin Daxia didn't let him go, and chased him all the way, the anger and solemnity between his brows never disappeared.

"Can't speak?" Qin Daxia pointed his sword at him.

Qin Luoxiao gritted her teeth and took a gamble, "I won't go back, so kill me if you want."

"Don't think about escaping so easily," Qin Daxia said, "You only have one life, and there are five comrades who were arrested! You have to go back and admit your mistakes, and kowtow to your fellow family members. Even if they torture you, you have to bear it honestly! "

Qin Luoxiao is afraid of death, and even more afraid of the torture of being discredited and cast aside by everyone, "It's about father and son, please give me a good time."

Qin Daxia sighed, "I said..."

Sure enough, I couldn't do it.Qin Luoxiao saw Qin Daxia's soft heart at that moment, and slapped him to take the opportunity to escape indiscriminately.

No matter how powerful Qin Daxia is, he still has to worry about the court's pursuers and the common people.Qin Luoxiao thought so, and ran to places with many people.He expected that the doors would be closed so late that there would be no market open, so he picked the pile of victims on the East Street with only one roof to keep out the wind and rain.

Those victims are already asleep.Individuals who were too tortured by the illness were awakened by his footsteps.

"You..." Someone stared at him with wide eyes.

Qin Luoxiao glared, lowered her voice and threatened, "Shut up!"

On the contrary, that person was even more noisy, not only not afraid of him, but also came up to him with concern, "Are you injured? God, everyone, get up, Mr. Qi is injured!"

The sleeping victims were awakened, but none of them got angry.They gathered around one after another, concerned about the injury of "Master Qi".Some picked up the kettle at hand, some struggled to get out of the place by the fire, and some anxiously asked if they wanted to see a doctor.

"I..." Qin Luoxiao wanted to scold back, but turned into a discouraged whisper to the poor people who still cared about him, "I'm not Qi Wenyao."

The sky was too dark, and the victims couldn't see the difference between him and Qi Wenyao at all, and they talked about how to treat his injuries.

Qin Luoxiao was about to be pushed to the side of the bright fire.After hearing so many "Young Master Qi", his anger rose, burning hotter than the fire, "I'm not Qi Wenyao!"

When the anger rises, it is inevitable to know the severity of the shot.The victims, who were already weak, couldn't resist his attack. They fell down, screamed in pain, and looked at him with confused eyes.

"He's a prisoner of the imperial court, Qin Luoxiao." Qin Daxia rushed over and said something in a calm manner.

Offender.This name is too scary. The victims realized that his temperament was completely different from that of the gentle Qi Wenyao. A good man will have it.

They fled, as if fleeing a scourge.

Qin Luoxiao also exposed her identity when she fled.However, most of the common people sympathized with his tragic situation of being wanted for no reason, and helped to conceal it, and some greedy people would bow their heads to the kind-hearted Young Master Xiao under the accusations of everyone.

Qin Luoxiao exposed her identity once again, but it was an ugly face of beating the refugees at night, staring at the innocent people who cared about them.

It's ridiculous!He laughed to himself, and said to the terrified victims, "I am Mr. Xiao, the Mr. Xiao who helped you kill Jiangyang robbers and go deep into the tiger's den to save people. Have you forgotten?"

The victims had never received his help, and their faces were baffled.

"Enough." Qin Daxia stepped forward and grabbed Qin Luoxiao who was on the verge of collapse, "Let's go."

Qin Luoxiao followed in a daze.

what differences are there?He has lost his reputation.

He... lost to Qi Wenyao.

Qi Wenyao stared at the peace talisman on the table for a long time.

"This is a request from the Buddha, don't mess around." He found an excellent excuse and began to ponder, "You should carry the peace talisman with you..."

However, carrying it with you symbolizes the meaning of reconciliation.

Qi Wenyao thought about his relationship with Fu Yichen, and thought it was impossible.

He saw the scene of the bloody murder in King Jing's Mansion in his mind, and it was shocking. He was worried about Fu Yichen's safety, so he panicked for a while.Now that Fu Yichen is safe and sound, it should be time for everyone to get well.

"Put it away." Qi Wenyao decided, and opened the desk drawer.

The first drawer has his practice brushwork, the second drawer contains painting tools, including charcoal powder that is easy to get dirty, and the third drawer...

Qi Wenyao reached the bottom of the book, and took out the letter that Fu Yichen had sent from the palace before.

"Let's put it together." Qi Wenyao sighed, put the amulet into the envelope and pressed them together at the bottom of the box.

He had just put the things back properly when he heard noises in the yard.

Qi Wenyao picked up his saber and walked over to find out.

"Yao'er." Zhai Yichen stood in the yard and smiled at him, "Long time no see."

Qi Wenyao frowned and drew his sword without hesitation, "What are you doing here?"

"Send something." Zhai Yichen took out an object wrapped in a handkerchief from his arms, and placed it on the stone table under the tree.

This actually distanced them.Qi Wenyao stared fixedly at Zhai Yichen, and waited until the distance was safe before looking at the things put down.

The handkerchief was light-colored, not big, and it spread slightly when it was put down, and there were a few conspicuous blood-red marks on the edge.

Qi Wenyao felt bad, "What is that?"

"Qin Luoxiao's thumb."

"..." Qi Wenyao felt sick, "Take it away!"

He didn't care why Qin Luoxiao lost a thumb, he just felt that such a bloody thing was particularly annoying in his yard.

Di Yichen smiled, and explained the cause and effect that he didn't want to know, "Don't be afraid, I didn't chop it off. Qin Luoxiao reported the crime to others, and cut off his own finger in order to escape punishment. Qin Yue didn't let him go, and he still has to go back to be punished. Doomed."

Looking at Zhai Yichen's gentle smiling face, Qi Wenyao felt even more panicked.

Yes, Zhai Yichen's voice is very gentle.But this kind of tenderness is like moonlight, it looks gentle and not dazzling, but it actually carries an unnatural chill.

He didn't speak, but Zhai Yichen said one sentence after another, "Yao'er, I just want to come and see you. The people in the way are finally gone, we..."

"You're the one getting in the way." Fu Yichen suddenly appeared and jumped over the wall lightly.

Qi Wenyao rolled his eyes: Tsk, the wall of his house can be overturned by one person, so annoying.

Di Yichen noticed Fu Yichen's beggar's attire and sneered, "His Royal Highness King Jing came here to beg, I'm really interested."

Fu Yichen ignored him and quickly came to Qi Wenyao's side, "Are you all right?"

"You come." Qi Wenyao handed over the sword.

This is a grievance between the teachers and the family, and he is too lazy to intervene.So what if you have martial arts, fighting and killing is very tiring and easily injured.He twisted his foot once and complained for half a month. If Zhai Yichen, who was difficult to deal with, hurt his hand, what would he do with the few paintings he promised the victims?

Fu Yichen took the sword and attacked Zhai Yichen without saying a word.

Qi Wenyao found a place to sit down and watched the two of them fight silently.Compared with the "showdown" with Qin Luoxiao last time, this time Fu Yichen wanted to kill Zhai Yichen, he was really ruthless, and all his moves were killing moves.

In the original book, after Fu Yichen became king, he did not have Bai Yueguang to hold him back, so he practiced kung fu whenever he had nothing to do, and his force value was higher than that of Zhai Yichen.However, the plot changed, and even the force value changed quietly. Zhai Yichen didn't make any effort, he just escaped quickly because he didn't want to continue the fight.

Fu Yichen didn't chase, but drew his sword and walked towards Qi Wenyao.

If it weren't for the beggar's clothes, without the mud on his face, the picture of him taking the sword neatly and striding forward with great momentum would be very handsome.

But Fu Yichen was dressed like a beggar, so he couldn't look handsome.

"Thank you." Qi Wenyao didn't fluctuate, only caring about whether his sword was stained with mud.

Fu Yichen took the initiative to say, "I don't have mud on my hands."

"Oh." Qi Wenyao said again, "Thank you, let's go slowly."

Fu Yichen didn't bother, and turned around silently.

Qi Wenyao stared at the lost figure, hesitated for a moment and said, "Hey."

Fu Yichen turned his head immediately, his eyes seemed to reflect the stars all over the sky, "Huh?"

"Take Qin Luoxiao's severed finger away." Qi Wenyao pointed to the stone table, "It's disgusting."

His selfish behavior of chasing people away when he was done with them, and then making more progress in the middle of the rush, did not make Fu Yichen angry at all.

"Okay." Fu Yichen agreed softly, walked to the stone table and picked up the severed finger.

Fu Yichen is obsessed with cleanliness, and would dislike other people's blood when covered in mud. When he picked it up, he picked a clean place to touch it.The slender and beautiful fingers are twisted into a strange shape, only the fingertips are lightly squeezed, and they are lifted far away, as if the smell will dirty themselves.

No matter how disgusted the face is, it is better to be obedient and finish.A pair of eyes that were darkened because of cleaning up the severed fingers, still burst into a soft smile when looking at Qi Wenyao.

Qi Wenyao secretly felt that it was not easy, and solemnly said to Shang Fu Yichen, "Thank you."

Fu Yichen smiled back, "You can rest."

Then, Fu Yichen was like a tool man doing tasks, and left obediently so as not to cause trouble for him.

Qi Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to wash and sleep.

He didn't feel sleepy, and couldn't help thinking about how Fu Yichen would deal with the severed finger.

The corresponding memory jumped out.Fu Yichen's handling method was quite simple, he threw it to Wei Quan when he left the courtyard of Qi Mansion.Wei Quan is a tool person without emotion, so he put it away properly, and offered a solution: "My subordinates try to find Hero Qin, and if they find it, return it."

Fu Yichen said something else, excitedly said, "Wen Yao talked to me."

"..." Wei Quan finally had feelings, turned his head, and rolled his eyes behind his back.

Fu Yichen was still happy, and muttered softly, "A few words."

"My lord, think about how to fight tomorrow's tough battle." Wei Quan reminded.

Fu Yichen finally recovered a little bit of his former calmness and indifference, "I know it well."

The two of them didn't talk anymore, and Qi Wenyao couldn't think of other development scenes.

Qi Wenyao couldn't sleep anymore, thinking about the meaning of these words.

"What tough battle? What will happen if you can't fight?"