in the name of calamity

Yue stood in the garden, looking at the pink and white trees that were blooming, and suddenly thought of the large peach grove in Prince Hao's mansion. When the wind blew gently, the pink and white petals danced in the wind.

The person standing under the flower tree, with elegant white clothes, long hair caressing, and a soft side face, is as beautiful and gentle as this flower.

Yue stood under the tree, reached out to catch the falling petals, and listened to Luo Sha's report beside him.

"So, the old man Xihu still trusts Gong Queqian?" Yue said lightly.

"In terms of resourcefulness and strategy, King Li is indeed quite capable. Several times when small foreign countries violated their borders, King Li conspired to repel them, but I don't know why he has suddenly become fascinated by drunkenness in the past few years." Xiliu coughed after finishing speaking. Voice.

Yue helped the suddenly appearing idiot to sit under the tree, and said somewhat reproachfully, "Don't die?"

Xiliu smiled faintly, "Master, it's all right!"

"Does it still hurt?" Yue put his hand on Xiliu's back and asked softly.

"Qianmian's medicine is very effective, the pain is gone now, just take a few more medicines and everything will be healed." Xiliu said comfortingly.

"That's good." Yue nodded.

Listening to Xiliu again, he said: "It must be that Li Wang was afraid that he would be too sharp, so he used drunkenness to confuse others, but some people said..." Xiliu said halfway, and suddenly stopped talking after looking at Yue Yue.

Yue interfaced: "Some people also say that because of the death of His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, King Li was overly sad and has been depressed ever since. This is a good excuse."

"However, several of our parties found out that King Li has been looking for the whereabouts of the master. When he heard the news of the master's death, King Li asked Nanque to return the body, but the prince of Nanque refused, saying that it was a human death. It's a big deal, the coffin should not be moved again, so as not to disturb the deceased, but King Li didn't believe it, so he still sent people everywhere to look for it!"

"Oh." Yue nodded, patted the stream, and said, "Sleep well."

Xiliu glanced at him, hummed, and gently closed his eyes.

Seeing that he was fast asleep, Yue stood up, fearing that he would catch a cold, so he went to the room to get a shawl.When he came back, a shout could be heard not far away.

"Keep you silent, keep you silent..."

Yue walked over quickly and saw the stream lying on the ground. A man in a green shirt was kicking the fallen stream fiercely. Gritting his teeth, I was angry.

The stream shrunk to the ground, perhaps touching the wound, frowning tightly, sweating profusely.

"Stop." Yue walked over, stroked the stream, looked at the little guy and said coldly.

The little guy took a step back in shock from his eyes, but said in an arrogant tone, "Who are you?"

"Xiaoliu, Xiliu?" Yue patted Xiliu's face lightly, but the temperature it touched was high. Xiliu's face was flushed, obviously he had a fever, was it caused by a wound infection?

"Do you want to die?" The gloomy words made the sunlight look very dark.

"Who...who told him to take my place, it was given to me by the prince, and no one can take it." The little guy wanted to show his righteousness, but he was overwhelmed by Yue's eyes under his arrogance.

"Raksha." Yue whispered, handing the stream to Raksha.

"You...what do you want to do?" The little guy stepped back and fell to the ground violently.

When he saw that person for the first time, he thought it was a fairy who had descended from the world, and he was extraordinary, but at this moment, the person who was slowly walking towards him made him feel very dark, and the sky turned gloomy at the right time.

The sun was covered by dark clouds, and the wind that was originally warm around him became sluggish. Yue looked down at him from above, his serious face was gloomy and indisputable at this moment.

"You...what do you want?" The little guy jumped up violently, retreated to the side of the tree, pressed against the tree, and looked at the axe with a wary face.

Yue sneered, and grabbed his neck before he could react.

"Let go... let go..." the little guy cried out in pain.

Yue looked at him and said word by word: "My man, it's best not to move."

The little guy's face was already livid, as long as he exerted more force with the axe, he could be relieved, but those faces staring at him were full of unwillingness.

It turns out that before a person dies, there will be so many emotions conveyed in the eyes.

Does the little guy want to remember himself? In his pupils, there is Yue's own image, with an expressionless face. Some people say that when a person dies, his eyes can remember the image of the person who killed him.

I don't know if it's true, but as long as he exerts his strength, it will be fine.

Just as Yue was about to do this, he heard a cry in his ear.

"Xiao Jiu!" Chi urgently stopped him, and Yue watched him running quickly from the corridor.

He looked down at the person who was strangled by him, and let him go slowly. The little guy got fresh air, fell to the ground, and gasped suddenly.

"Xiao Jiu?" Chi helped up Qing Ling who had fallen on the ground, and looked at Yue inquiringly.

For a moment, Chi saw killing intent in Xiao Jiu's clear eyes.

"You read that right." Just as he was wondering, the calm and calm person said, "I want to kill him."

"Xiao Jiu, you..." Facing his calm answer, Yan couldn't believe it.

"Ahem... lord..." The green shirt threw himself into Chi's arms, looking at Chi with aggrieved eyes.

"Qing Ling, it's okay, it's okay." Chi patted Qing Ling's back lightly, looked at the blue spot on his neck, and looked up at the calm and composed person.

"Why, this makes King Li feel bad?" Yue's words were lightly mocking.

It's not that Chi didn't hear it, it's just that the one who is deeply ingrained in the memory is the weak, frightened person like a bunny, not the arrogant and unruly person in front of him.

"Xiao Jiu, you were not like this before!" Chi said with a hint of pain.

Yue looked at him, and suddenly laughed out loud, obviously under the bright sunshine, but felt cold all over his body, "Gong Que, do you think I am still the original Gong Que Jing, what did I tell you, still let me survive Yes, it's hate."

It was the first time that someone was called with both first and last names, but the latter sentence "It is hatred that still keeps me alive" far surpassed the previous words. Is the hatred for the Gongque family so deep?

"Isn't Prince Li investigating who killed the Eighth Prince, Gong Que Meng?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Fifth Brother is so smart, why don't you know what I mean?" Yue asked without answering.

Chi pushed Qingling away violently, took a step forward, grabbed Yue's hand and asked: "Jing, tell me, what did you do?"

Yue narrowed his eyes, "What identity are you asking me, is it my fifth brother, or the fifth prince Liwang?"

Of course Yue knew that the old man Xihu had given the power of investigation to Gong Queqian, if he was interrogating in the capacity of King Li, then he would be interrogating.

"Jing, is it really you?" Chi looked into his eyes, shook his head and sighed.

Yue ignored the pain in Gong Que's eyes, and asked lightly: "Then, does Prince Li want to arrest me?"

Yue accepted the words frankly, and looked at him suddenly yelling, without his usual calmness, "Why did you kill him?"

Yue replied coldly: "Leaving his whole body is considered polite."

"Is he your brother?"

"Brother," Yue laughed, looking at Gong Que as if mocking him, "Brother? Is it my brother who takes pleasure in bullying me? Is it my brother who will punch and kick me? Is it my brother who will show off by insulting me... "

"Why? Jing, are you taking revenge? Even if it's revenge, why should you..."

"Gong Que, don't show brotherly love in front of me. There is only one Gong Quejing in this world. I don't even disdain the blood of the Gong Que family. Gong Que Meng bullies Jing Yan. Don't tell me you don't know."

"I..." Faced with his sudden questioning, Chi was a little caught off guard. That's right, Jing Yan, he knew it, but his words fell on deaf ears. He also felt sorry for the boy, but sometimes, he didn't want to can solve the problem.

"Don't tell me your helplessness. In this world, Jing Yan is the only person who really cares about herself. Gong Quejing is no longer the weak person she used to be. If you bully me, including the people I want to protect, I will make them very happy." I will return it a hundred times. This is my promise to them, and Fifth Brother included you."

"Jing..." Chi stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, this little Jiu made people feel angry, hated, and distressed, "You still have me, you still have me!"

Muttering to himself, caressing Yue's ear, Yue's eyes looked at Qing Ling standing there with a pale face.

Yue walked over and looked this Qingling up and down, "Fifth brother, I now find that this little guy looks a lot like me. When Fifth brother saved him, it was because of his similarity, right?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Chi's eyes, and he neither nodded nor shook his head.

Yue's smile was still there, and his face turned pale again. This little guy, relying on Gong Que's love, is he defiant? He should also recognize the reality, he is just a substitute for himself.

Ah, I turned out to be really bad. Looking at the tottering figure of the little guy, I suddenly felt that today's weather is really good!

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