ink blade

The next morning, when a ray of morning light had just risen on the dark horizon, Chu Yan opened his eyes.Hearing the deliberately suppressed shallow breathing beside him, he knew that Mo Ren had also woken up.

Chu Yan bent his lips, and suddenly remembered that when he first met Moren, the dark guard kid in black knelt down and dared to peek at him blatantly.

The hall master suddenly turned half of his body and pointed at Moren, "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

The young man beside the pillow opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately wanted to sit up on his knees with an expression of committing a huge sin, "I dare not! Please allow my subordinates to serve the Lord and get up..."

Chu Yan's face immediately turned dark...

"No need." With a twitch in his forehead, thinking about Moren's injury, he resisted the urge to slap the man back to the bed, "It's still early, you should sleep for a while."

Chu Yan has always been strict with his subordinates, the more he is around him, the more he must obey the rules.Even a long time ago, when he and Mo Ren were on good terms, the guards had always been very sensible.It stands to reason that it should be interesting for the Lord to say the same command twice in a good voice like this.

But this time Mo Ren was silent for a moment, "Is the lord going to do something?"

Chu Yan didn't speak, thinking that this person was as perceptive as ever.

The Lord's refusal to answer is obviously a tacit consent.Mo Ren gritted his teeth, knelt up on the bed, and said in a cold voice, "Please... Please allow me to accompany you." He could barely maintain his pretended calm on his face, but his voice was already trembling.

"..."

Chu Yan frowned displeasedly, his expression uncertain.

Seeing that the air pressure around the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace was getting lower and lower in the stalemate, he suddenly stretched out his hand without warning.

——Placed his hand on the guard's cheek.

Mo Ren slightly opened his eyes.

Just now I thought the Lord was going to slap him...

The morning light was bright, outlining the wrinkled bedding on the bed, as well as the master and servant sitting and kneeling.

Chu Yan turned Mo Ren's face, looked at him steadfastly, and suddenly said word by word: "Why are you so disobedient?"

The tone was not harsh, but rather helpless, "Look at your temperament, if you learn to be soft, learn to say a few nice words, learn to know some current affairs... I don't know how much you can suffer less, and suffer less." What a fine!"

Mo Ren was stunned and subconsciously said: "This subordinate knows his mistake."

He didn't expect the Lord to say such words to himself, and he had never seen the Lord speak to anyone else in such a tone.

Chu Yan patted the guard's cheek softly, and sighed with a complicated expression: "I know that Gu is not a good person, and his temper is also bad, why don't you know how to hide away..."

He knew that in the last life many people had passed away.

At that time, he was blind and couldn't see people clearly, spoiled Bai Hua's status too high, and made many foolish decisions.Especially the treatment of Mo Ren chilled some people, and in the end even some of the always loyal shadow guardians defected from the Nine Layers Palace.

As for those who defected, Chu Yan never chased and killed them, he was too lazy to answer them.Whoever wants to go can go, he just wants to guard his beloved Bai Hua, and he doesn't need anything else.

But only the ink blade does not leave, nor does it give up.If there were doubts about Bai Hua's origin and life experience, he insisted on investigating to the bottom;

Those who are too strong are easy to break, this sentence is most appropriate for Mo Ren.This man is like a sword, cold and sharp against the identified enemy.Once the blade is out of the sheath, it has no return, and there is absolutely no room for mercy—whether it is against the enemy or against oneself.

"The subordinates dare not." Mo Ren lowered his head, and the shadows cast by his broken hair covered his dimly-dark pupils just right. If you don’t give up the previous day, your subordinates will not dare to leave.”

Chu Yan nodded, thought for a while, and suddenly stretched out his arms and pulled Mo Ren over to embrace him, rubbed his chin against the top of his hair, "I know you are the best, be obedient, and I will love you well in the future."

This kind of action was too intimate, and the guard immediately froze as if struck by lightning, "Master...!?"

Chu Yan was waiting for this opportunity, and quickly pointed to Mo Ren's sleeping point.The latter let out a weak hum in his throat, closed his eyes, and fell limply.

Chu Yan helped him, and lay down on the bed with his arms around him.

He tapped the ink blade's sleeping hole not only to let this guy who always refuses to treat him well recuperate, but more importantly, yesterday Bai Hua invited him out of the palace to enjoy the flowers.He knew that there were too many abnormalities in the past few days, so in order to appease Bai Hua, it was impossible not to go.

And Mo Ren, as the personal bodyguard of the palace master, will definitely ask his followers. The mess of rebirth can't be explained to Ah Ren for a while. He doesn't want this person to be angry with Bai Hua again, so it's better to let him sleep peacefully all morning , and save a lot of trouble.

Mo Ren's body was still weak, and now he fell into a coma, without the cold aura he had been holding on to, his brows and eyes relaxed, and his face became paler and thinner, and he looked haggard when he looked closely.

Chu Yan looked at him in a daze for a moment, and when he regained his senses, he lowered his eyes and smiled wryly, his heart ached terribly.

Only he knows the pile of bad debts in his previous life, and only he knows that what he owes this person will not be paid off in this life.

A terrifying thought came to mind: If Ah Ren still has the memory of his previous life, it must be...

No, he didn't even dare to think about it.

Even just thinking about it makes the blood all over my body freeze cold.

But in this world of mortals, Ah Ren is still willing to call him Lord.

Chu Yan had already walked to the door.After hesitating for a moment, he turned back and wrapped the quilt tightly for Mo Ren.

He went out of the bedroom door, Qiu Jin was waiting outside holding a cloak.Chu Yan let the maid put the cloak on his shoulders, and told the other maidservants who were bowing at the door: "Bring a stove inside later."

Qiu Jin's fingers trembled, and then continued to move as if nothing had happened.Chu Yan saw it and pretended not to know.

He knew that Qiu Jin was worried about Mo Ren.These two people are both his personal servants, if they are really counted, they may be called a pair of childhood sweethearts, and their friendship is naturally not shallow.

But Qiujin's character is not like that of Moren.This is not surprising, the ink blade is a small sword he picked up from the dark hall opportunistically, but Qiu Jin is a first-class maid who is out-and-out to serve the young masters of the Nine Layers Palace.

The little girl has an exquisite mind, is the most sensible, and smart.If Mo Ren's temperament is rigid, then Qiu Jin is soft.She knows what the ink blade will never learn and is unwilling to learn.

So for a period of time, probably after Mo Ren's death, Chu Yan felt as if he had been waiting for Qiu Jin to leave.

It seems that as long as Qiu Jin is gone, he can completely forget the past that was burned to ashes by his own hands, and make a clean break.From then on, there was no one in the world who could stab him except his Hua'er, and he had nothing to let go of.

But Qiu Jin didn't leave, this delicate and delicate maid, she quietly accompanied the master through the final journey.

She accompanies her master into the poor road, into the dead end, into the blood-soaked desperate situation, into the cold stone cave, closing her tears and dying of breath.

Chu Yan sighed silently.

In his previous life, he had indeed failed too many people.

Gathering his thoughts, Chu Yan took Qiu Jin out of his bedroom and walked towards the Lotus Hall in his memory.

At this time, the Lotus Hall has not yet been re-expanded, at best it is just a small garden in the back room of the hall master.I saw at the end of the dark red railing under the corridor, standing a slender young man in white clothes, with long black hair parted by a hosta, his back was like a fairy in a painting smudged with ink.

Bai Hua.

His son...

Chu Yan curled his lips coldly, he concealed the trace of murderous intent passing through his heart, straightened his robe casually, and changed into his usual expression to meet the little beauty in white that he once held in his palm so dearly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind, the young man suddenly turned his head in surprise, the fragments of bright morning light fell on his snowy and soft skin, it was dazzlingly beautiful.

"Brother Chu!"

Bai Hua blinked, trotted two steps, and stood in front of the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace. He was born with a body fragrance, and when he moved his body, the faint sweet smell would dissolve in the wind.

The smiling young man blinked his moist eyes with curled eyelashes, like a deer in a quiet forest.He first called Chu Yan joyfully, then turned to Qiu Jin, and nodded obediently, "Miss Qiu Jin."

That expression is so pure and innocent, one can't see that there is blood and darkness that can swallow everything under it.

……

In the Zhonggan Hall, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Mo Ren lifted the quilt and sat up.

Chu Yan’s acupoints did not use enough internal energy. With such strength, it is no problem for ordinary people to sleep for most of the day, but it is impossible to seal the internal energy of the ink blade, which is second only to the hall master in the Jiuzhong Hall. .

Xu Shi's every move in front of him was too similar to his previous life. Such a sense of familiarity made Chu Yan subconsciously regard him as the "disabled person" whose internal energy was crippled, his meridians were broken, and he was extremely weak.Coupled with a distraction, the subordinates made a mistake.

"..."

Mo Ren stared at the door where Chu Yan and Qiu Jin left, and a dark color gradually gathered on his clear face.

He heard Chu Yan going out of the palace.It's just that what is it that made Chu Yan bring Qiu Jin, but he wanted to prevent him from knowing?

Mo Ren thought about it carefully for a while, relief floated in his eyes.

Oh I got it.

He remembered that it was also at this time in the last life, the Lord and Bai Hua went to the pear forest in the south of the mountain.

The author has something to say: The irascible author deleted the manuscript online, and if the revision did not go well, he simply rewrote this paragraph completely.It's so cool to get rid of the shackles of spicy chicken black history, I cried and said so.

Today is the little tranquility before the storm, the palace master can still leisurely complain about Ah Ren's character problems, after the other party loses the rebirth horse, only the mentality collapses w

Chu Yan: (beautiful) It's rare to be reborn, and I feel that I can reconnect with Ah Ren.

Mo Ren: (calmly) Subordinates are also born again, what is the Lord's order?

Chu Yan: (with ashes on his face) ... then don't talk about it, Rong Gu will go to the crematorium to choose a good place.