ink blade

Chu Yan couldn't help being startled after exploring his inner strength.Rao guessed that Mo Ren's condition must be bad now, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

In fact, he himself has not yet completely calmed down the internal energy of the reverse, but at this moment, he doesn't care about it, and hastily sent the internal energy slowly into the ink blade to protect the lungs and meridians that are already showing signs of exhaustion.

The night breeze was blowing, and the two sat opposite each other in the messy pear grove.After a while, Mo Ren frowned, and there was an abnormal flush on his face.

Chu Yan's expression darkened, and he said, "Spit it out."

Mo Ren suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the palace master, but refused to move.Chu Yan felt anxious and slapped his chest.Mo Ren snorted, his upper body involuntarily leaned forward, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of dark blood, which splashed all over Chu Yan's lapel.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Mo Ren covered his lips and coughed repeatedly, but looked up in panic.The glaring blood on the palace master's robe was still soaking into the surroundings, even under the dark night, it was crystal clear.

so dirty...

How did he get the lord's clothes so dirty! ?

But before he could apologise, his limp body was embraced by a pair of arms.Chu Yan held Mo Ren in his arms and patted him on the back, helping him to cough up the residual blood, and said softly, "Okay, okay...you'll be fine this way, don't be afraid."

"..."

Mo Ren froze again.He didn't move, he didn't move, he could only turn his head and stare at the Lord in disbelief.

Why did the Lord hug him again?

How could it be such an act of intimacy.

He doesn't understand...

"It's all right," Chu Yan couldn't bear to look at Mo Ren's eyes, took off his outer robe and wrapped it around his thin shoulders, "I will take you back to the palace, and I will explain the rest to you when I get back."

Unexpectedly, the ink blade was even more terrified this time.Chu Yan is not wearing ordinary clothes today, it is clearly the hall master's robe embellished with nine layers of dark gold flowing clouds, only the hall master can wear the upper body.If other people dare to act without authorization, it is a crime of disrespect...

"My lord, my lord, my subordinates absolutely dare not!" In an instant, Mo Ren's face turned white, he shrank back in panic, and his back hit the tree trunk firmly, "This can't be..."

Chu Yan insisted: "Put it on! Your internal organs are already damaged, and it's no joke to catch the cold again... You are obedient, and you don't blame yourself."

But this time Mo Ren refused to say anything, and he didn't dare to really speak out against his master, he just shook his head in panic and said no, his body was as tense as a bow.

"You..." Chu Yan was so distressed that he couldn't bear to force him to see people so frightened. The master of the Jiuzhong Palace, who has always said that there is no one, had no choice but to surrender, "Okay, okay, so don't wear it if you don't want to. Then... "

Chu Yan put the robe back on himself helplessly, and stretched out his hands towards Moren, "It's okay to hold you alone, right?"

"...?"

Mo Ren raised his eyes blankly.

This year's bodyguards are still very young, they haven't been pushed to the point of haggardness, and their delicate features are really good-looking.As soon as the chilling and icy aura around him disappeared, it turned out to be somewhat exciting.

Chu Yan didn't know why his heartstrings twitched, he slowed down, and slowly hugged him into his arms again.It doesn't contain any charming meaning, but just silently runs Zhiyang's internal force on her limbs, then hugs him and warms him.

Mo Ren's mind was blank, he was forced to press against Chu Yan's chest, not daring to move, only feeling dizzy and gasping for breath.

Why, why... He really didn't understand.

The temperature Chu Yan gave him was too warm, his hands and feet, which were a little numb from the cold, softened little by little, and even his internal organs were ironed.

Then there is sanity, that layer of hard ice supporting the coldness is melting into drops of water drop by drop.Mo Ren began to feel a little sleepy, he seemed to be sinking in a pool of soft spring water, smelling the fragrance of pear blossoms, falling heavily...

Biting his tongue with the sharp fangs, the stinging pain brought back a little sobriety—as expected, it is impossible to be too comfortable, and he almost lost his composure in front of the Lord.

Mo Renqiang pulled himself together and was about to speak to Chu Yan, but suddenly a shadow fell in front of him.He trembled, and it was the Lord who raised his palms to cover his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Ah Ren is tired, take a rest at ease, I will take you back."

Throat choked, Mo Ren could no longer speak.

Is this... a dream?

Mo Ren's eyes were slightly wet, and he began to wonder if these few days were just a dream, whether there was no unimaginable rebirth at all, and there was no master who loved him so much.

Was he, at this moment, still being thrown in the desolate snow field outside the Nine Layers Hall, shivering and convulsing from the cold, and then his breathing gradually became difficult, his consciousness gradually became hazy, and his body gradually became stiff...

Could it be that he was really too cold, so cold that he really couldn't bear it, that he imagined such a treacherous dream for himself.

If not, why is it so warm.

Could it be that deep down in his heart, he longed to be loved so much by the Lord?

what a dirty mind...

He is just a lowly bodyguard, ordinary and lifeless, how can he be worthy of a god-like and honorable lord who leans over to warm him...

He really...is not a good sword...

Mo Ren was really exhausted, he lost his mind just thinking about it so wildly, and gradually became confused, allowing his consciousness to fall into the depths of darkness little by little.

Seeing that the person in his arms gradually calmed down, Chu Yan stood up holding the ink blade in both hands.He started to walk back in the direction of the Nine Layers Hall, his feet rustling through the long grass.

"See the Palace Master." A few dark shadows fell behind Chu Yan, they were the hidden guards of the Nine Layers Palace, "Guard Mo...you need to be subordinate..."

When Chu Yan saw the secret guard, he had already guessed all about it.Although Mo Ren is nominally only the personal bodyguard of the hall master, he has a special status in the Jiuzhong Hall. Chu Yan once gave him the power to act on behalf of the master at critical times. It is probably Mo Ren's idea to mobilize the hidden guards this time.

"No need," Chu Yan refused in a low voice, his person should be hugged by himself, "you should hurry back to the hall and tell your hall master, everything is fine."

...But he thought in his heart that Ah Ren is still willing to let him do things like this obediently, probably because he still thinks in his heart that he is the young and innocent Chu Yan who is in his twenties.

And when he knows that he also came from the previous life, and when his heart is completely chilled, maybe he can no longer hug this person...

The silence lasted for a long while, Chu Yan looked at the moon in the sky with a complicated expression, tightened his arms and murmured: "Ah Ren, listen, I have something to say..."

There was a pause in the voice, and Chu Yan moved his eyes down if he felt something.But Mo Ren was leaning on his shoulder, his face was icy white, his eyes were closed tiredly, and he had already fallen asleep.

"..."

Chu Yan's face darkened, and he suddenly remembered that when he lost control of his mind just now, it was Mo Ren who stepped forward to stop him regardless of the danger.

But the sharp long sword never came out of its sheath.Ah Ren would rather get hurt himself than draw his sword against him...how stupid.

Chu Yan shook his head, swallowed the words that had reached his mouth, and said to himself: Forget it, forget it... It's not that I just kept silent on purpose, it's because you didn't want to listen.

That being the case, then I will allow Gu to hug you for the last time.When the morning light shines tomorrow, I will confess everything again, and I will never bind you for my own selfishness...

Chu Yan looked deeply at the guard in his arms, but suddenly there was a strange kind of relief in his heart—as if he saw through the world of mortals when he was about to die.

The night was very dark, and the cool wind blew past with a few broken flowers.He smiled to himself, and walked back with the ink blade in his arms, following the shadows of the whirling trees and the bright moonlight.

……

After returning to the Nine Layers Hall, everyone surrounded them with lanterns, and it was naturally a lot of trouble.

In fact, Chu Yan was already physically and mentally exhausted at this time. If he had been in the past, he would not have bothered to explain seriously. However, after his rebirth, his mood seemed to have changed a lot, and he had a lot more tolerance and patience with the subordinates of Jiuzhongdian.

He comforted and instructed them one by one, and only said that his foundation was not stable when he was practicing, and his inner breath was distracted for a while before he went into a state of madness.It took a little more time before he carried the ink blade to his own bedroom.

Qiu Jin cautiously followed with a lantern, looked at Chu Yan's face and asked, "My lord, Brother Mo...do you want my servant to send someone back to his room?"

She also didn't know what happened between Mo Ren and the palace master, the master hugged him all the way...

"Maybe, tell him to sleep in the lonely dormitory tonight." Chu Yan made up his mind that he would have a "showdown" with Ah Ren tomorrow, and he was not willing to let go, "Send someone to ask how the medicine hall is going and what is needed Don't hesitate to use the best medicine."

"Yes." Qiu Jin lowered her head, and said hesitantly, "Mr. Baihua is still in the execution hall, and the slave...go to pick him up?"

Chu Yan already knew what Moren was doing from the secret guard, and now he thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's too late today, you should go and rest yourself, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow. Call Hua first I'm staying in the execution hall..."

"..."

Qiu Jin was dumbfounded.

What a joke, if the Hall Master wants to release someone from the punishment hall, a password is enough, why is it related to whether it is too late or not?

The Lord usually loves Mr. Bai Hua so much, what happened today! ?

But before Qiu Jin sorted out one, two, three, four in her mind, she saw her serious and good palace master, who was talking nonsense, strode into the bedroom hall, dismissed the servant girl serving in the Zhonggan hall with a few words, and put The sleepy Moren embraced his own bed...

"..." In an instant, the little maid's mind was full of thoughts, and she gave a blessing outside with a wooden face, "...servant, please leave."

After that it was silent all night.

Chu Yan slept deeply, until the next morning, he vaguely felt that someone was gently smoothing the wrinkled quilt for him.I stretched out my hand based on my feeling, and sure enough, I pinched a wrist that was cold.

Chu Yan was half asleep and half awake, closed his eyes and pressed the man into his arms, and said vaguely: "Ah Ren...accompany Gu...sleep for a while..."

But this sentence came out unconsciously, but it woke me up.Chu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and got up, and what caught his eyes was the bright sky outside the window.

Mo Ren was bowing beside his bed, his complexion seemed to be better, his handsome face was full of surprise, and he met the master's eyes.

Chu Yan couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while, and he said in a daze, "You..."

Mo Ren blinked, and the light coming in from the window sills jumped on his eyelashes.The guard also seemed to have just woken up, his hair was not tied up, and he was standing beside the bed in a loose unlined garment.

"Subordinate..." Mo Ren was at a loss for words for a moment, too many messy things happened last night, he always felt that there was too much to say, but he didn't know where to start.

After thinking about it, he finally felt that nothing was more important than the lord's body, so he greeted first, "...Dare to ask the lord, but is there any discomfort?"

Chu Yan shook his head, "Gu is fine."

... still refused to let go of Moren's hand.

This made the guard a little embarrassed, and Mo Ren continued: "This subordinate acted without authorization last night, and I ask the Lord to give me punishment."

Chu Yan smiled, sat down on the bed again, and said softly: "Gu He ever wanted to blame you...Come, sit." As he spoke, he tugged Mo Ren's hand, and took advantage of the opportunity to ask someone to sit on the head of the bed.

"Subordinate, subordinate lost his composure last night..."

The atmosphere was even weirder, and Mo Ren always felt that the master's smile seemed to contain something bad.

He felt inexplicably nervous, "My lord, forgive me."

Chu Yan stared straight at him, and murmured: "It's okay, it's okay... Think about Ah Ren who has been with Gu for so long, Gu really hasn't treated you very well..."

"..." Mo Ren's back was hairy from the master's gaze, not to mention that he never thought that Chu Yan, who had always been arrogant, could say such words.

Although it was really rebellious, the guard still couldn't help but think of the old saying "a man who is about to die has a good word"...

Chu Yan cleared his throat, and asked gently, "Ah Ren...do you have anything else to ask Gu?"

"..." Mo Ren was almost frightened by his own wild thoughts.He wanted to ask Bai Hua, but he didn't dare to talk too much, he just shook his head slightly, waiting for the master's next words.

"That Gu came to ask you a question." Chu Yan opened his lips indifferently, "Last night...why didn't you draw your sword?"

Mo Ren was silent for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel that the question asked by the master...was just nonsense, and he answered naturally without thinking: "How dare you, subordinate."

Chu Yan laughed silently.

... It's so weird that he laughed like that.

Mo Ren, who was always calm and composed while smiling straight, shuddered.

Chu Yan raised his forehead with his hands, and sighed softly, "You."

His voice was suddenly so hoarse that it was almost inaudible: "Ah Yan, you should kill Gu with a single sword...Why don't you dare? Why don't you dare?"

Ink Blade: "..."

Chu Yan said sadly: "If you took advantage of the chaos to kill Gu before fleeing last night, the dark guards would not be able to stop you. You go down the mountain south, pass the Evergreen City, and then go south. After crossing the river, you will not be under the jurisdiction of the Jiuzhong Palace." From now on, no one can trouble you."

"With your talent in martial arts, it's rare to look at Jianghu. As long as you leave the lonely side, you can get prosperity and wealth, you can get it if you want to be free and unrestrained, and you can even get a beautiful woman and a good match... "

"That's great. No matter what, it's more comfortable than you are standing by the lonely bed and serving others..."

In the end, Palace Master Chu sincerely clapped his hands and sighed: "It's a pity that you refuse. What a pity."

Ink Blade: "..."

After listening to this call... no, in fact, there is no need to listen to it at all.The guard completely lost the ability to think as early as halfway through.

After being stiff for a long time, Mo Ren stood up staggeringly with a cold face, "Master, take a break, let this subordinate...go pass on the Medicine Hall Master."

Chu Yan called him from behind: "Stop, I'm not crazy."

Mo Ren hadn't had time to think about whether to stop or not, when suddenly a familiar breath came from behind him.

Chu Yan got off the bed barefoot, his eyes were slightly red, and he stepped forward in three steps at a time, grabbed Mo Ren's shoulders and pushed him against the wall.

Mo Ren panicked: "...Master, you..."

Chu Yan stared at Mo Ren, and the forced question came out from between his teeth: "Tell the truth, Ah Ren. I only came to ask you when I really couldn't figure it out...Why don't you draw your sword against Gu?"

"Why don't you..." Chu Yan's lips were attached to Mo Ren's ear, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were cold, "Will the next seven years of grievances, pain, humiliation, illness... cut it off with a single sword? "

"—!!?"

It was as if the ink blade had been hit by a thunderbolt.His legs softened, and he knelt down straight in front of Chu Yan, breathing suddenly and disorderly, but unable to speak.

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in my mind, leaving me in a daze.

The Lord said... what?

The next... seven years?Next! ?

This……

This……

Mo Ren only opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at Chu Yan, but his whole body started to tremble.

"Are you really willing!?"

Chu Yan's words seemed to leave no room for the guards to doubt themselves.Every word fell like a heavy hammer, it was cruel and painful, "I let you down, I hurt you like that!! Are you willing to taste that feeling again!?"

Mo Ren's face was pale, he knelt there and looked up at Chu Yan, and said in a trembling voice: "Master... Lord..."

"Obviously you have been reborn for the rest of your life, but why do you still stay by Gu's side like nothing happened..." Chu Yan's eyes were red, and his voice was trembling, "Why, why..."

Finally, Chu Yan smiled awkwardly again, and the corners of his usually cool lips stretched out a self-deprecating arc, "Why do you still have to do this..."

"... Kneeling in front of Gu?"

The emotion of regret was overwhelming, and I could no longer suppress it.

The arc of Chu Yan's wry smile finally distorted.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, turning his face away.A drop of tear wet the black eyelashes and slid down the cheek, leaving a clear water mark on the handsome face of the palace master.

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