【Xiyao】Fake prudence

Jin Guangyao threw away his helmet and armor, fled in embarrassment, went out, took off his hooded robe, and there were two rows of railings in front of him, surrounding him in front of the boundless void.

Jin Guangyao was depressed, so he climbed to the highest floor, because this is the closest to the moon.

The frost is cold and the moon is cold, the red light is lonely and flickering, the eyebrows and eyes of the world and the miracle of nature are lingering in front of my eyes.

Lan Xichen's shadow smiled at him with a clear smile, infinitely charming: "Where can you go? As long as you have me in your heart, you will be me everywhere in the world. You can escape to the world, go to the poor and fall to the underworld... , you are still in the palm of my hand."

Jin Guangyao felt powerless all over, the strong wind blew by, he let go of his hands, and the white clothes drifted away with the wind, like clouds flying, and disappeared after a while.

Behind the screen window, the fragrance of clothes and shadows on the temples, the interlacing of cups and cups, brings together all the bustle of the world, and the people outside the screen window are alone and haggard, which has nothing to do with the bustle.

Looking around in a daze, leaning on the slanting railing alone, looking at the end of the world, I don't know where his mountains and rivers are.

Could it be that fighting for half a life and fighting to the death several times can only bring about a bleak ending?

It comes like running water and passes away like the wind, I don't know where it comes from and where it ends.Wealth and splendor, after all, Nanke Yimeng.

Everything is the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, just come to this world for a while, get involved in the dust and gossip, and end up with nothing, even the heart does not belong to oneself.

What does Lan Xichen want?Is it Meng Yao?

no.

All Lan Xichen wanted was nothing.

This man seems to be empty of all four things, but in fact he has deep obsessions.

Lan Xichen loves painting pots and saddles, flowers, moon and spring breeze, and Danqing ink painting. He has the ultimate pursuit of beauty and cannot tolerate any flaws. Naturally, he also loves gorgeous peonies. He just went to add the brocade in Gusu to complement each other.

Lan Xichen is narcissistic to the extreme, he doesn't want to be the one who was abandoned, and is plotting to be the one in control instead, if he wants to love him, he will love him, if he wants to abandon him, he will abandon him, just like an emperor giving to a concubine snatch.

Jin Guangyao analyzed Lan Xichen's inferiority, penetrating three points.

He sneered bitterly, his heart as cold as ice.

The shadow of Lan Xichen disappeared, leaving him alone, standing facing the wind.

Jin Guangyao's remaining rationality was shattered by the cold, his mind gradually became cloudy, he forgot his calm analysis conclusions, and acted according to instinct, wandering around, looking for Lan Xichen's trace.

When he couldn't find it, he timidly shouted: "Second Brother, A Yao knows she's wrong, so come out and take care of A Yao!"

Completely forgot that he ran out by himself.

He shouted several times, but no one answered, only the cold moon like a hook, and the cold stars flickering, and he was indifferent to him.

Even Lan Xichen didn't want him anymore, he was completely abandoned by the whole world.

This cognition made Jin Guangyao feel loveless in his life. He only felt that he was a superfluous person in this world. He was no longer a flower on Lan Xichen's brocade robe, but turned into a louse. Sooner or later, he would be killed Catch them, crush them, and throw them into a stinking ditch.

Feeling drunk, Jin Guangyao wanted to blow some air, so he staggered to the railing and looked out from the railing. The lights of thousands of houses in the distance merged into bright spots of light, like a river of stars, cars like flowing water, horses like dragons, and the bustling crowd as small as ants, desolate and cold fog Covering the prosperity of the world, it is like a mirage.

Jin Guangyao thought it was so beautiful, and he was fascinated by it, but it was a pity that among the thousands of lights, none of them belonged to him.

"You don't even like me if you're prudish, what's the point of this shabby life?" Jin Guangyao said to himself sadly.

He turned over, sat on the railing, and glanced down. Below was a gurgling river, dark and gloomy, with a small crescent moon sandwiched between the sparkling water waves, floating and swaying with the waves, as if dancing, cute and lovely , lively, as if waving to Jin Guangyao.

Jin Guangyao likes such excitement. He stared at the moon, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He couldn't help but reach out to grab it, and suddenly there was a scream from behind: "Oh! Young Master, what are you doing?"

Jin Guangyao turned his head, only to see that the woman in white gauze was pale, with a little cinnabar between her brows and peach blossoms under her brows, she was charming and charming.

Jin Guangyao babbled nonsense through the alcohol: "Miss Feiyan, you are so beautiful,"

Feiyan staggered and didn't dare to go forward, she said softly: "My lord, you've drunk too much, come down quickly! Be careful not to fall!"

Most of Jin Guangyao's body leaned out of the building, and if he fell forward a little, he would fall down.

But he waved his hands without any scruples, and at this time he still did not forget to pity Xiangyu: "Miss Feiyan, you actually danced very well tonight. Your dancing posture is second to none in Gusu. The problem is me. Worry, so absent-minded, don't take it to heart."

"My lord, Feiyan didn't care." Feiyan grabbed the handkerchief, bit her red lips tightly, and decided that Jin Guangyao was going to seek death, so she hesitated and said, "The Yanzi Tower is originally a place to relieve worries. You can confide in Feiyan, you are so young, you have a lot to do in the future, why should you be so overwhelmed?"

"I have no future." Jin GuangYao's expression was extremely desperate when he heard "go forward", "Even he doesn't want me anymore, so what else do I have?"

Feiyan asked again: "Young Master said 'he', but that Young Master Lan?"

"Yes." Jin Guangyao's nose soured, his face was full of jade chopsticks, and he said with deep resentment, "He doesn't want me anymore."

Feiyan is the most popular oiran in Gusu, and she responds very quickly. With a flash in her eyes, she said immediately: "Who said he didn't want you? He didn't want you! He...he just got separated from you. Mr. Lan just came back I'm here to ask about your whereabouts! You look very anxious, if you jump into the river, he will definitely not survive!"

"Really? He's really looking for me?" Jin Guangyao's dim eyes brightened again, and he moved back a little, his eyes no longer staring at the moon in the water.

"Of course it's true!" Feiyan should be categorical, "He's still waiting in my room right now, come down here, I'll take you to find him, and later, he will leave the Swallow Tower to look for you elsewhere, then you I'm really going to be left behind!"

Jin Guangyao was taken aback by Feiyan, he was stunned for a while, and then asked cautiously, "You really didn't lie to me?"

Feiyan stomped her feet and swore: "My lord, if I lie to you, I will sink into a brothel for the rest of my life."

Only then did Jin Guangyao feel relieved, and wanted to wipe his tears with his sleeves, and went to see Lan Xichen neatly, but when he raised his hand, he saw plain white forehead wrapped around his wrist.

Jin Guangyao immediately realized that something was wrong, and became agitated again. He wept in the wind: "Girl, I know, you are lying to me. He didn't wear a forehead, how dare he walk out of that room?"

Feiyan didn't know the meaning of Lan's forehead wiping, and Jin Guangyao's meaning, so she had no choice but to kneel down and mournfully said: "My lord, I beg you, even if you want to die, don't choose here. That aunt We can't afford to offend Su Lan, if you make trouble here, we girls all over the building will suffer."

"Don't be afraid, he is the most good person in the world, so he won't blame anyone for me, it's not worth it at all." Jin Guangyao didn't know if he was crazy or not, so he turned to comfort Feiyan, "Besides, I decided not to die for now. .”

Feiyan turned from grief to joy, and asked, "Really?"

"Really." Jin Guangyao untied the forehead that was wrapped around his wrist, folded it carefully, put it in the middle of his clothes, and then continued to speak: "I have to go back and give him a forehead before I die."

Feiyan was dumbfounded, thinking that this is a fool.

Jin Guangyao saw Feiyan's bewilderment, and explained seriously: "If he didn't wipe his forehead, he couldn't get out of that room, and if he couldn't get out of that room, he couldn't go home, and if he couldn't go home, he couldn't take a bath and change clothes, If he can't shower and change, he'll cry."

Feiyan forced a smile, and echoed, "Young master said, Mr. Lan must be crying, so please go and give him a forehead wipe."

"Okay." Jin Guangyao replied, and Feiyan heaved a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words were finished, a group of monks in fancy clothes with swords turned out from the corner. The gluttonous beasts on their chests opened their mouths, looking terrifying. When Jin Guangyao saw the gluttonous beasts, it seemed to bring back bad memories, so he couldn't help but exclaimed. , dare not move.

Seeing that Jin Guangyao refused to move again, Feiyan stood up, and was about to go up and pull Jin Guangyao down, when the group of monks suddenly heard an uproar: "Look, isn't that Jin Guangyao! Why is he here?"

It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia, Jin Guangyao went to Yanzilou, and this group of relatives and children of the Qinghe Nie family also went to Yanzilou, this world is big and small.

With a few clicks, the group of monks seemed to be running, and surrounded Jin Guangyao, followed by several hisses, and several cold lights came out, and Jin Guangyao was instantly surrounded by several fairy swords. After taking a look, he quickly made a judgment: "Jin Guangyao! It's really you!"

Jin Guangyao was drunk and bleary-eyed, and generously admitted: "Well, it's me."

Then he asked with a smile: "Children, are you also visiting the Flower House?"

The monk lowered his face, spat, and scolded: "Bastards that are not as good as pigs and dogs."

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Yes, I was born by a dog father."

Feiyan was terrified when she saw this, she screamed and wanted to run away, the leading monk pointed her hand, and a burst of spiritual energy shot out, hitting Feiyan's knee, Feiyan fell down immediately, and was carried back by two monks, one on the left and one on the right.

With two sharp long swords resting on her neck, Feiyan yelled in horror, "Mom! Mom save me! Young Master Lan! Young Master Lan, save me!"

Jin Guangyao suddenly woke up, and he shouted in a cold voice, "If you don't want to die, just shut up!"

In the end, there was still some residual prestige from being the Immortal Governor, but Feiyan really stopped talking.

The monk at the head of the trouble heard the word "blue", as if a shark smelled blood, smiled playfully, walked up to Feiyan, pointed to Jin Guangyao and asked, "He came with a young master named Lan?"

Feiyan nodded tremblingly: "I'm just a whore, I don't know anything else."

The monk raised his head and laughed loudly, cursing: "What Mr. Zewu, you are indeed a hypocrite."

Jin Guangyao was very dumb at first, but when he heard Lan Xichen being scolded, he hurriedly explained: "I'm the one who wants to visit the Hualou, he's just a companion, don't get me wrong."

"Indeed, Mr. Zewu is not a womanizer." The monk agreed with Jin Guangyao's explanation.

He walked back to Jin Guangyao, looked him up and down, smiled contemptuously, and suddenly said something surprising:

"Are you out to commit adultery?"

Jin Guangyao suddenly felt thunderbolts, and said in a trembling voice, "No!"

"Yes."

The monk fluttered out a word, with a strange smile on his face: "To tell you the truth, I have been following you since the two of you left Yunshen. You two dogs and men are caught and raped on the bed—"

Speaking of this, he took out a golden conch, and his tone suddenly turned severe: "Jin Guangyao! Are you and Lan Xichen concubines? How many times have you committed adultery over the years, when and where, and you still haven't done it honestly?"

The golden conch can reproduce voices, and it is a commonly used torture tool in the immortal sect. This monk wants to interrogate him on the spot.

If he said the wrong thing, Lan Xichen's reputation would be ruined, and he would become the laughing stock of Xianmen.

Jin Guangyao had a splitting headache, humiliation and painful emotions surged, he put his head in his hands, and said weakly: "I don't know, I don't know anything, I only know that second brother is a real gentleman..."

He wanted to resist—but his spiritual power had been sealed, and now he was just a waste, a crazy waste.

Jin Guangyao had no choice but to tilt his body, trying to kill him, but the cultivator shot like lightning, grabbed Jin Guangyao by the collar, pulled him off the railing, pried open his lips, and stuffed a pill.

The bitter smell lingered in his mouth, and Jin Guangyao lay on the ground, retching non-stop.

The Nie family gave him truth-telling medicine. After taking this medicine, he could not lie. His mind was eroded by the medicine and gradually became cloudy. He kept calling: "Second brother, second brother..."

The monk grabbed Jin Guangyao by the hair, forced him to look up, and asked, "Jin Guangyao, do you like Lan Xichen?"

Jin Guangyao gasped, and replied, "I like it, no, it's love, I love him..."

The monks burst into laughter.

His love was revealed for the first time in the form of a joke.

Someone pointed at him and made fun of him maliciously: "Look, when it comes to Lan Xichen, he's already lost his temper."

Jin Guangyao completely collapsed, he covered his face and wailed, unable to maintain even the last bit of decency.

The monk raised his hand, and the others fell silent. He continued to interrogate Jin Guangyao: "When and where was the first time Lan Xichen went to you? Tell me honestly. If you don't tell me, I'll sell you to Dongying to do it." Little boy."

Jin Guangyao trembled, as if he was afraid, he said with difficulty: "Yes...is..."

The monk listened attentively, and the strength in his hands also loosened. Jin Guangyao, halfway through speaking, suddenly lifted his foot and hit the monk's lower body. The monk screamed loudly, and let go of his hand in severe pain.

Jin Guangyao took the opportunity to climb up the railing, leaped without hesitation, and fell into the river.

Bitter-cold river water poured in from all directions, and the world fell silent in an instant.

Jin Guangyao gave up struggling, he felt that life was being pulled away from his body little by little, but his mood was extremely calm.

It's okay to die like this, before going completely crazy.

Because Lan Xichen is a person who is very afraid of trouble.

During the two years when Nie Mingjue was crazy, Lan Xichen already felt disgusted with his righteous brother.

Disgust is hidden under politeness and care, but it will be exposed inadvertently. These subtle emotions are all understood by Jin Guangyao, and he takes pleasure in this, and often sows discord, making Lan Xichen even further away from Nie Mingjue.

At that time, Jin Guangyao never thought that today he would follow in Nie Mingjue's footsteps.

He doesn't want to be an existence that Lan Xichen despises.

Leaving at this time, he will forever be frozen in the most beautiful moment in Lan Xichen's memory, without having to go through the future of seeing and hating each other, Lan Xichen can also get rid of a burden.

The best of both worlds.

Who said he wasn't Ban Jieyu?

There are not many coquettish bitches like him who are virtuous and virtuous.

Seeing Jin Guangyao jumping into the river, the cultivators of the Nie family were about to use their swords to pursue him, but a white shadow jumped into the water faster than them, flying like a rainbow.

Jin Guangyao was about to set foot on Huangquan Road, he seemed to be able to see Black and White Wuchang coming over with the elusive rope, and said: "Jin Guangyao, you have committed so many crimes that you should be sent to the eighteenth level of hell."

Jin Guangyao sneered, and just as he was about to be rebellious, he said, "Whatever, I will never change my ways."

A tyrannical force dragged him back again.

He returned to the biting cold current, but a warm current circled him, stubbornly wanting to keep him in this merciless world.

The monks of the Nie family stood at the bow of the boat and lit up lanterns to search around. The halo flowed for a while, and suddenly a bright and clean figure appeared from the shore.

Lan Xichen carried Jin Guangyao across the river and went to the bank. There was a night market on the bank, facing the Swallow Tower. Many people saw Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen jumping into the river. They gathered around the bank to watch the excitement. When they saw a peerless beauty emerging from the river , exuding praise one after another, making an open space for Lan Xichen.

Lan Xichen put down Jin Guangyao, pressed his chest a dozen times, Jin Guangyao spat out a few mouthfuls of river water, still like a dead fish, unable to breathe, Lan Xichen's eyes turned red, pinched Jin Guangyao's nose, took a deep breath, and leaned over The lips of Jin Guangyao were close together.

There was a flood of exclamations from the crowd, and the common people gathered to watch and point at them. Suddenly, a gap was opened in the crowd, and the monks from the Nie family who forced Jin Guangyao to jump into the river rushed over, staring at Lan Xichen and Lan Xichen coldly. Jin Guangyao.

They noticed that Lan Xichen was only wearing his underwear, and he didn't wear a forehead.

Lan Xichen gave Jin Guangyao a few breaths, Jin Guangyao finally reacted, he coughed a few times, woke up faintly, opened his misty eyes, and laughed foolishly when he saw Lan Xichen.

Someone next to him muttered: "Couldn't this be a lunatic?"

Jin Guangyao struggled to sit up, and in front of the crowd, hugged Lan Xichen passionately, kissed that warm lips, and said softly, "Second brother, I love you...do you love me?"

The crowd erupted in exclamation again, and then fell silent. They all held their breath and listened to Lan Xichen's response.

Lan Xichen didn't answer immediately, but gently brushed away the wet hair on Jin Guangyao's forehead, as if to avoid it.

Jin Guangyao didn't follow him, vomiting the real medicine made him completely confused, he couldn't see the curious eyes around him at all, and asked again: "My Huan, do you love me?"

The leading cultivator of the Nie family was very frustrated. After all the calculations, he missed a move. He only tried to find out Jin Guangyao's feelings for Lan Xichen, but he was cut off by the middle way——Lan Xichen was the real prey they wanted to deal with. .

Now that Jin Guangyao is in Lan Xichen's hands, Lan Xichen can completely justify Jin Guangyao's unrequited love for him, thus leaving himself completely alone.

After squatting hard for more than half a year, it was all in vain.

The cultivator of the Nie family was annoyed and turned around to retreat when the cold voice behind him pierced his eardrums, shaking his heart to pieces:

"I love you too. In this life, I only love you."