ink blade

Chu Yan never thought that he could do it all over again.

But when he woke up again, the first person that caught his eyes was Qiu Jin, the personal maid who died before his eyes last moment.

Chu Yan almost thought that he had come to the underworld.But the "Qiu Hibiscus" in front of him is not the familiar mature face, but has become a lot greener, it looks like the peach and plum years.

In other words, the person in front of him was Qiu Jin who was in the prime of life in Chu Yan's memory.

"My lord," Qiu Jin's figure was hidden outside the heavy curtain decorated with tasseled gold threads, holding a tray in her hand with an exquisite porcelain bowl on it, "This is the sober soup that has just been boiled, my lord, please rest after drinking it." .”

Hangover soup?

Chu Yan sat up in surprise and suspicion, and a corner of the brocade quilt slid down to his waist.Only at this moment did he suddenly realize that he was lying on the bed in his bedroom without any pain or injury.

Looking around, I saw the tables, chairs, bed cabinets, screens and mirrors, all of which were old furnishings in the Qiandian Hall in my memory.Many of them were obviously thrown away and destroyed by him.

The faint sunlight passes through the exquisite pear wood window lattice, and spreads delicately on a pair of painted porcelain vases.On the wall at the head of the bed hangs the saber "Xuanhong", which was used by the master of Jiuzhong Hall in the past.Ningshen incense was slowly burning in the gold and copper four-legged incense burner, and everything was so comfortable and peaceful.

Chu Yan closed his eyes abruptly, pressed his painful temples hard and took a deep breath.

Is it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?

Is he stuck in a dream now, or was everything in the previous life just a big dream?

Chu Yan was silent for a long time, then narrowed his eyes and looked at "Qiu Hibiscus" from beginning to end.Secretly concentrating on his dantian, he found that his internal energy was much weaker, but much deeper than when he was poisoned by Bai Hua before his death. Counting the time, it really looked like it was six or seven years ago.

He tentatively asked: "Qiu Jin, was Gu drunk last night?"

Holding the hangover soup, Qiu Jin nodded and said, "Return to the lord, the lord drank with Mr. Bai Hua until midnight last night."

Mr. Bai Hua?

...drink until midnight?

Chu Yan lost his voice again.

Could it be that he is really... fortunate enough to do it all over again?

Seeing Chu Yan, Qiu Jin just looked at her without saying a word, neither putting down the bowl she was holding in her hand, nor holding it up.She thought that she had said the right thing, but the Palace Master behaved abnormally today.

I was thinking about whether I should ask, but I heard Chu Yan finally come to his senses and ask: "What year is it now?"

Qiu Jin didn't know, but she still reported the year.Then I saw Chu Yan asking: "What month and what day?"

Qiu Jin still respectfully returned to the month and day, silently considering whether she should persuade the Lord to drink hangover soup first to clear his mind.

Chu Yan repeated that day several times in a low voice, his eyes gradually cleared up.However, at the next moment, Chu Yan's face changed suddenly, he got up from the bed, grabbed a big robe and put it on hastily, "Ah Ren is in the punishment hall!?"

"Yes..." Qiu Jin was startled, and opened her mouth just to reply.However, Chu Yan had almost panicked and rushed out of the maid's side, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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Jiuzhong hall, punishment hall.

Chu Yan practiced lightness kung fu to the extreme all the way, and his heart was burning with anxiety.He remembers this day clearly. Mo Ren has been with him for more than ten years. His punishment is also seldom suffered.

The first time Mo Ren committed a serious crime that required punishment in the punishment hall was the third year when Chu Yan met Bai Hua, and the second year when Bai Hua was admitted to the Nine Layers Palace by Chu Yan, that is... yesterday!

At this time, Chu Yan no longer cared whether this rebirth was a dream or an illusion, he only knew that he could no longer just sit back and watch that person suffer the slightest bit of pain.He didn't care about the guards of the punishment hall who saluted him all the way, and he didn't care about the hall master of the punishment hall who heard the announcement to come to see the ceremony. He went in like a ghost, but halfway he heard the sound of the whip whipping through the air.

Chu Yan's heart sank, it was too late...

In the past, Mo Ren's painful face in the face of all kinds of punishments appeared before his eyes again. The person who gave his life to be him, and the heart that was so loyal to him, was so let down by him in his previous life...

Chu Yan's heart ached like a knife for a moment, and he raised his palm and slapped open the door in front of him.I saw a young man tied to the torture rack inside.The clasped hands were limply on the frame, the head was drooping, and the sweat-drenched black hair covered the face messily.

But why couldn't Chu Yan recognize that the blood-stained, comatose person in front of him was his only personal bodyguard, Mo Ren!

The two executioners who were spinning their whips heard the sound of the door, but they couldn't hold back their strength, and hit the body with two more whips heavily.

Blood splashed, and the severe pain made Mo Ren's body twitch instinctively, but he was still in a deep coma, without making a sound.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yan's eyes were about to burst, and with a movement of his body, he snatched the whip that was still about to be beaten by one person, broke it into two pieces, and fell hard to the ground.Only then did the two executioners realize that the person in front of them was actually the palace master, they broke out in cold sweat, knelt on the ground and kept bowing their heads in salute.

Chu Yan couldn't care less about these things, he tore the rope tied to the ink blade indiscriminately, and carefully embraced the body that had slumped due to loss of support into his arms.

His heart constricted suddenly, and regret flooded him like a tidal wave, Chu Yan lost his mind for a moment.With trembling fingers, he brushed away the hair of the unconscious man that was soaked in blood and sweat, and what fell into his eyes was a handsome pale young face with handsome eyebrows.

Sure enough, it was the original Ah Ren...

There are also those with body temperature, heartbeat, and those that are not cold...

Yang Yifang, the head of the punishment hall who rushed over from behind, was stunned. Seeing that the head of the hall carefully hugged the blood-stained person and refused to let go, he almost thought he had seen a ghost during the day.

He couldn't help but think in his heart that it was rumored that ever since the magnificent Mr. Baihua came to the Nine Layers Palace, the position of the guard Mo, who was out of tune with him, in the heart of the palace master has been falling again and again, not as good as before.I didn't believe it at first, but yesterday Mo Ren actually entered the execution hall, so I couldn't help but not believe it; I just felt sorry for this loyal young guard for a long time, but I saw the palace master acting like this again...

Sure enough, the palace master is moody, and his thoughts are unpredictable...

The approaching breath of Hall Master Yang behind him finally brought Chu Yan back to his senses. He made up his mind, wrapped Mo Ren's naked upper body with his robe, picked him up and walked out of the execution hall.

In the end, Chu Yan looked around coldly.The young Lord of the Nine Layers Palace has an arrogant temper, fierce words and deeds, and is a master who never gives up on life and death.All the people present in the execution hall were shocked by the momentum and lowered their heads.

Chu Yan looked at Yang Yifang, and said in a deep voice, "Master Yang, I don't want to hear any gossip about today's matter in the Jiuzhong Hall." Guard, "Whoever wants to stop chewing his tongue, I don't mind pulling it out for him."

"Yes! It's free for my subordinates." The Hall Master replied with a shudder on his back.

Chu Yan left the punishment hall, carefully carried the ink blade all the way back to the Zhonggan Hall, then called the best doctor in the medicine hall for diagnosis and treatment, and watched the pharmacist carefully apply the best medicine to the wound, everything was done according to the instructions of the hall master. The specification cost.

Mo Ren was seriously injured, and Chu Yan became confused if he cared.After tossing back and forth for a day and a night, it was not until the next day at dawn that the group of doctors in the medicine hall were allowed to leave. Naturally, a ban was imposed and no rumors were allowed.

After all, there were too many strange things in the previous life, and now thinking about them one by one, there are many things that are not clear.Perhaps Bai Hua's identity is not an ordinary spy, and the forces behind him are also extraordinary.He was plotted by the people next to him for ten years, his great ancestral business was destroyed by his own hands, and he watched his subordinates die tragically one by one... This layer of blood-soaked hatred, this bone-destroying pain, naturally Chu Yan vehemently wanted to get it back of.

Now that he has recognized the spy's disguise, and thinking back calmly, he always feels that many seemingly inadvertent things may have been done on purpose; probably Bai Hua has already framed Mo Ren many times overtly and covertly, but he was kept in the dark and kept silent. Qiu Jin, who served him personally, may not be exhaustive.

Since it is necessary to get it back completely, it is absolutely not possible to startle the snake now, and it is the best policy to take it slowly.

Withdrawing his thoughts, seeing the daylight outside and looking at the sleeping person on the bed, Chu Yan suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart.

When he was reborn, his heart should have been a mess, but now he was attracted by Mo Ren's injury, and he accepted the absurdity unknowingly.

Chu Yan was conceited and rebellious by nature, and never believed in ghosts and gods, but now that he accepted the fact of rebirth, his heart seemed to open up and relax as if turning clouds to see the moon.

What he did wrong can be repeated; what he destroyed can be made up; what he failed can be cherished.So good, so good.

Chu Yan held Mo Ren's cold hand, stared at his handsome face sleeping peacefully, and his originally hesitant thoughts gradually settled down.

He thought hard and calculated for a long time. Although it had been too long and he couldn't remember clearly, he still had the impression that he and Mo Ren hadn't really separated at this time.It should be in time, everything can still allow him to start over.

There were no miscellaneous people in the sleeping hall, so no one noticed that the usually sharp eyes of the Lord of the Nine Layers Hall were actually so soft at this moment.

The author has something to say: When this article was written by the author to the fourth edition, the protagonist Gong finally had a saber with a name and a surname. Congratulations...

Mo Ren: (indifferently) Isn't the Lord's sword mine?