Tanglin heard the words

"Get out."

Sitting by the window, turning his head, Chu Yan looked expressionlessly at Qixing who had just stepped half a foot in, and scolded in a deep voice.

Qixing paused imperceptibly, then grinned, completely ignoring Chu Yan's eyes full of knives, stepped into the room, walked to Chu Yan's side, and jokingly said: "Do you have anything else to say when you see me?" , I will vacate my house for you to live in, and this stay will be a full five days, you are good, let me get out every time you see me, it makes me very sad."

Staring at Qixing sternly, Chu Yan sneered, "You have heart too? Disgusting."

Qixing raised her eyebrows, curled her lips, and crossed her hands in front of her chest, "Could it be that you have a dual personality, you behave like a rabbit in front of Dong Lingxi, but without Dong Lingxi, you become like a wolf," Frowning Frowning, he stretched out his hand to touch Chu Yan's cheek, and muttered softly, "Don't wear a human skin mask, you made me arrest the wrong person."

Grasping the hand that Qixing extended out like lightning, Chu Yan's face was gloomy, and his voice was full of warning: "Get away!" After finishing speaking, he pushed Qixing away with all his strength.

His eyes dimmed, Qi Xing looked down at his red wrist, he was silent for a moment, then chuckled lightly, this was the first time someone dared to openly disobey his wishes, really... raised his eyes and looked at Sanbu The man outside had repulsion and contempt hanging on his wheat-colored handsome face.

……disdain?

"What's your expression?" Seven Star asked softly.

Chu Yan pursed his lips tightly, didn't say a word, breathed heavily, and stared at Qixing without blinking, his muscles tensed up, and he was on guard like a threatened lone wolf.

Then, Qixing moved, his right foot slipped, his figure was like flowing water, and his speed was extremely fast. By the time Chu Yan realized it, his right hand had already been firmly pressed against the wall.

With sharp eyes, he raised his leg and kicked Qixing's lower body, a stream of water appeared out of thin air, wrapped around Chu Yan's leg like a conscious rope, and fixed it firmly so that the man could not move an inch.

Holding her chin, and lifting the man's face, Qixing smiled coldly, "What's your expression?"

Chu Yan whispered with contempt: "I pity you."

"……What did you say?"

"I said, you are so pitiful."

The strength in his hands increased a bit, Qixing put away his hypocritical smile, and said coldly: "It seems that Dong Lingxi loves you very much, and you don't even have the consciousness of being a servant, so you dare to talk to me like that."

"Even if I am a servant, I am still my master's servant. What are you?"

"Heh," Qixing sneered, let go of Chu Yan's chin, stretched out his hand to rub the top of Chu Yan's head, and asked each word clearly, "Then, what are you?"

"..."

"Dong Lingxi's guard?

"..."

"Dong Lingxi's concubine?"

"..."

"Or, Dongling Xixi|YU's toy?"

Every time Qixing said something, Chu Yan's face turned paler, his lips moved, and his dry voice slowly came out: "...This has nothing to do with you."

"Oh~ Is it nothing to do with me? Or, you dare not say it?"

Averting his eyes, Chu Yan looked out of the window, and after a while, he turned his head to look at Qixing, "...How could a person like you understand the relationship between Master and me."

"Ha," Qixing smiled jokingly, shook his head, let go of Chu Yan, took a few steps back, and spread his hands, "Then can I ask Chu Yan's guard, what is the relationship between your master and you?"

"..." Chu Yan closed his mouth, looked at Qixing for a while, then lowered his eyes, and didn't answer.

Qixing took a few steps back and forth in the small room, sat down in front of the tea table, and said with his chin resting, "It's a bit regrettable, but if you don't want to say it, let it go, but I would like to ask you a little Small question, when Liu Jiufeng stands with you, who do you think your master will choose?"

Putting his right hand into his bosom, Chu Yan turned his head and looked out the window, without making any answer, biting the inside of his lips, his chest was constricted and he couldn't breathe, and there seemed to be something stuck in his throat, which was extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, a hoarse voice slowly sounded: "...get out."

Qixing pursed her lips, raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes were gloomy, she let out a long breath, stood up and walked out of the room, leaving only a sigh of regret to accompany Chu Yan who was sitting alone.

"Chu Yan, you are so sad."

Qixing was walking leisurely in the garden, while looking at the flowers and plants all over the ground boredly, feeling inexplicably very good.

Eunuch Meng came from the small path, bowed to Qixing, and said softly: "Master Gu, Ya is back."

Qixing closed her eyes and inhaled the scent of green grass, and gave a absent-minded hum.

"One more thing, Master Gu."

"Say."

"Dong Lingxi and the others have arrived at Beitu City."

"Yo," Qixing looked back at Eunuch Meng in feigned surprise, raising his eyebrows, "It's so fast, it seems that he really likes Chu Yan."

"Yes."

"Since he's here, let's invite him tomorrow," Seven Star ordered after picking off a flower and tearing off the petals.

"Yes."

Turning around the petalless stamens in her hands, Qixing smiled wildly, her black and green pupils darkened, and muttered softly to herself, "It's almost there, I'll be able to save you right away."

The sky gradually changed from orange dusk to dignified deep black.

The wind returns to the valley, and there is silence, only the sound of insects shows that this land is still alive.

Chu Yan was still sitting by the window, motionless, looking up at an unknown place in the sky in a daze, his right hand was fisted in his arms and he had never taken it out, his whole body was numb as if he was about to lose consciousness.

Without warning, there was a sudden pain in the eye sockets, Chu Yan lowered his head, and pressed his right arm firmly on his eyes, not long after, his breathing began to shake little by little.

In the depressing night, the man buried his face deeply in his knees, his mouth moved slightly without making a sound.

At this moment, no one knows what the man is calling for, just like no one knows the sadness in the man's heart over the years...

Wronged……

and longing...

general.

The author has something to say: ...QAQ, Yan Yan, I love you so much...

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