[Comprehensive] Floating dream with one knife

Li Xunhuan stayed with Lin Shiyin all night.

The bright moon hangs high, the silence is silent, Lin Shiyin is tired from crying and lies in his arms, sleeping peacefully and peacefully, the faint sadness, the loneliness and resentment hidden in her heart are all in Li Xunhuan's warm embrace, in her favorite place Surrounded by the familiar aura of her dearest cousin, she disappeared.

She didn't even have a dream.

Sleeping like a newborn baby.

It was daylight when she woke up.

The sunlight softly passed through the thick clouds and shone on her and Li Xunhuan. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw her cousin hugging her in his arms, and her body was covered with warm clothes. fur.

Even though he slept outside in the middle of the night, he didn't feel cold or tired at all.

Lin Shiyin blinked lightly, the surroundings were very quiet, only the faint morning wind blowing up some snow that hadn't melted in time, and it fell gently on her and Li Xunhuan's hair.

It is not cold, but indescribably peaceful and soft, like catkins in spring and sunset in summer.

Lin Shiyin sighed softly.

This night, even though it was just a hug, it was enough for her to wait for thousands of years under the underworld, still full of joy, peace and determination.

Even if the sky is dark and the skin is broken, she will still guard his and her memories firmly, just like guarding her own treasures, guarding an oasis in the vast desert.

Li Xunhuan is still awake.

He was half leaning against the stone table in front of the long pavilion, resting his forehead with his hands, his face was calm and indifferent.

Lin Shiyin looked at him with a smile on her lips, without blinking her bright eyes.

Under her gaze, Li Xun Huan frowned slightly, his long and thin eyelashes struggled to part, revealing a pair of dark green eyes that were almost green under the sunlight.

"Poetry."

His eyes were warm and soft, and he sighed softly.

Li Xun Huan's voice was still tired, in Lin Shiyin's ears, it was as if a fluffy fox had gently swept it with its tail, her face turned red all of a sudden.

"cousin."

Li Xunhuan stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, regained consciousness a little, stood up and said, "Shiyin, go back to the room."

"No matter what, I will stand by your side."

He laughed.

"Go and change clothes."

Lin Shiyin nodded, turned her thin body around, and walked towards her room step by step.

How about a change of clothes?

Lin Shiyin smiled in her heart.

See you for the last time, my cousin, I always want you to remember my most beautiful appearance.

At this time, Duke Wang Zhi Wang also arrived in Li Yuan.

He led a group of yamen servants and looked up.

"One of the seven scholars, the father and the son are three."

A smile slowly bloomed on the porcelain-white delicate face, and Wang Zhi's brows and eyes were stern.

"Pass down the order. After entering Li Garden, without my order, no plants, trees, bricks, or tiles are allowed to move. If anyone moves, his head is unnecessary!"

All the yamen servants listened to the order with a bang.

Wang Zhi stepped forward and closed the door.

The loud knock on the door immediately caught Li Yuan's doorman, he opened the door in a daze, poked half of his head out, Fang Fang opened his eyes, and saw a beautiful androgynous young man at the door spooking at him. Ce smiled, the row of pearl-like teeth only shocked him, his laziness and sleepiness were like fine snow blown clean by the morning wind.

"you are?"

Seeing that the young man was followed by a large group of vicious spirits, who seemed to be coming with bad intentions and especially not to be trifled with, he couldn't help asking softly.

God knows what he wants most now is to shut the door of these guys who disturb people's dreams.

Wang Zhi stretched out his thin white fingers, and neatly grabbed the doorman's neck.

"Wang Zhi, following His Majesty's order, come and arrest the criminal Lin Shiyin!"

While speaking, he had already kicked open the gate of Li Yuan, and rushed in first.

The yamen servants who followed closely were thinking strangely.

Fang Fang also said not to touch Li Yuan's bricks and tiles, and kicked open the door of his house now.

It's really hard to guess what is on the Lord's mind.

Wang rushed straight into Li Garden and saw Li Xun Huan standing in the courtyard.

His footsteps stopped involuntarily.

After so many days, he finally saw Li Xunhuan again,

After Xu Shi Fang Fang washed up, a drop of translucent water slowly fell from the hair on Li Xun Huan's forehead. He was dressed in a white robe, covered with a snow-colored sable fur, his hair was as black as ink, his face was as white as paper, and his eyes fell on him. , looked a little tired, a little tired.

It's not like the chic Hanlin when we first met, and it's not like the high-spirited knight-errant.

The smile on Wang Zhi's lips stiffened.

That's right, by now he should already know what Lin Shiyin committed.

There was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

"Li Xunhuan, are you standing here because Lin Shiyin wants to resist arrest?"

"Ah Zhi."

Li Xun Huan sighed softly.

Wang Zhi's heart couldn't help constricting heavily as he sighed, and blood rushed into his limbs suddenly. At that moment, his breathing almost stopped, and his limbs were as cold as a dead person.

For some reason, he actually had some expectations again.

He should also know that Lin Shiyin hurt him.

Should have known he almost died.

"I believe in poetry."

Li Xun Huan lowered his eyes slightly, and said lightly.

"She doesn't have the power to kill you."

'Boom'!

The blood in the heart suddenly churned out, the silver bottle leaked out, the rivers and lakes entered the sea, everywhere along the way, the skin and tendons seemed to be pulled away from the body, leaving only a dense straight-edged bone, a pile of sweet and fuzzy flesh and blood.

It was like a giant hammer hitting Wang Zhi's slender and fragile nerves inch by inch. Wang Zhi's emotional hope could not be suppressed. He took a step back involuntarily, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

This mouthful of blood fell on the ground, it was bloody red and hot, Wang Zhi only felt that all the little heat and color left in the expelling shell followed.

He raised his head and met Li Xun Huan's surprised eyes.

"Li Xun Huan," he smiled miserably, "You really love your cousin."

"Unfortunately, even if you stand in front of me today, I want to take Lin Shiyin away!"

You are in love with your cousin.

And I'm in love with you.

Ha, there really has never been a word of fairness in this world.

Whether it is power or love, it will not come for no reason, after all, there is still a fight and a grab.

You die and I die.

Seeing their governor vomiting blood, all the yamen servants thought that Li Xunhuan was being plotted against by the governor because of his despicableness, so they couldn't help drawing their swords out of their sheaths, and wanted to fight Li Xunhuan to the death.

Wang Zhi raised his hand to stop their commotion.

"Let me ask you one more question."

"Li Xunhuan, are you going to give in or not today?"

His plump and slightly raised lips were still stained with blood, his beautiful face was bloodless, a trace of loneliness and desolation flashed in his eyes, and there was a sharp and crazy murderous intent hidden in his words.

It's as if the boat is sinking, there is no turning back, and there will be no turning back.

Li Xun Huan looked up at him, but Mu Ran couldn't say a word.

It's just that at this moment he looks too bleak, too... sad.

"Cousin doesn't have to let go."

"I'll go with you."

When the two were confronting each other, Lin Shiyin supported Old Hanlin Li, and gracefully stepped out of the complex.

Lin Shiyin was originally a first-class beauty in the world, but now her eyes are like autumn water and pear blossoms, she is dressed in a lavender dress like smoke and mist, and she is covered with a fox fur. The son has a clear dream, frail and lonely, sad and quiet, so beautiful that it breaks one's heart.

Ignoring everyone's gazes, she walked up to Li Xun Huan, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and gently wiped the water from Li Xun Huan's forehead.

"Cousin, why did you come out in such a hurry?"

Li Xunhuan smiled wryly.

"What are you doing out here?"

"Shiyin is innocent, and she is innocent wherever she goes."

"I will follow this Lord Wang for a while today, and I believe His Majesty will give me justice."

Lin Shiyin said that she had always spoken in a calm manner, even when she was facing the wolves, tigers and leopards who were about to arrest her.

"Didn't you and I agree?"

"Since ancient times, how can a gentleman do such a thing?"

Li Xun Huan gently stroked the top of her hair.

"But you are not a gentleman, you are just a woman."

Lin Shiyin put the handkerchief back into her arms.

"But my cousin is not only a gentleman, but also a knight, a hero."

"Although Shiyin is a woman, she is determined not to disgrace her cousin."

Li Xun Huan sighed softly and finally smiled.

"Since you don't change your mind now, I will go with you."

Lin Shiyin gently pampered Li Xunhuan. In the eyes of so many people, her behavior was really not considered a lady of a famous family, but she didn't want to bother anymore.

How can a person who is about to die care about other people's opinions?

She just wanted to feel the temperature of her dearest cousin again.

"Thank you, cousin."

Old Li Hanlin said at this time: "Master Wang, please look at my face and don't make things difficult for Shiyin along the way."

"The person who assassinated you will definitely not be Shiyin, it must be someone else. I have already reported to Your Majesty. After a while, I will give you an explanation to Xichang and the Holy One."

When Wang Zhi heard this, his intuition was ridiculous.

The person who plotted to assassinate him was clearly Lin Shiyin, but no one would believe it, and the unlucky Du Ruhui was rarely mentioned.

He was clearly the one suffering, yet he was persuaded to treat Lin Shiyin kindly.

Could it be that in their eyes, Wang Zhi is really a fool who can't tell right from wrong, a soft-hearted monk?

He sneered: "Old Li Hanlin, I am only acting according to the order. As long as His Majesty approves, I can confess Lin Shiyin, but unfortunately Your Majesty didn't say anything."

Hearing this, Lin Shiyin slowly let go of her hand, and walked towards Wang Zhi.

"Master Wang, I'll go with you."

Wang Zhi looked at her actions as she walked over, her eyes seemed to be frozen thousands of miles away, the rain was pouring, the murderous arrogance in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes was about to turn into a sharp spear, nailing Lin Shiyin die on the ground.

"Master Wang."

Lin Shiyin stood in front of him, suddenly took a step forward, and said softly.

"Would you like to borrow a step with me."

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Whether it is abuse or not, can I still bear it~~ Stay up until midnight, am I handsome or not?