I see the snow

A few days later, Sheng Yang's envoy set off to return home.

Qin Yi drove from the Chengye Hall and went to see him off——

For the past few days, he has been staying in Chengye Hall.

The image of Mu Ziling licking off the blood in front of him that night is always lingering in Qin Yi's mind:

Pale face, red lower lip stained with blood, dark pupils.

Such a sickly and beautiful face seduced Qin Yi's lower abdomen with hot pain.

She couldn't help but want to press Mu Ziling under her body, bite and lick his tear mole, and linger with him until death.

In fact, now Qin Yi is becoming more and more confused. When the beautiful pale face appeared in his mind, which one of the twins did he think of.

Is it Mu Huai'an who is a gentleman, who is as bright as jade, or Mu Ziling who is paranoid, sensitive, treacherous and arrogant?

He should love Huai'an, he once swore.

But Mu Ziling is like a strange and beautiful flower, the more dangerous it is, the more deadly it is.

"Lord Wang, you can do things yourself."

Before leaving, Qin Yi said calmly to Wang Weiliang who was about to get into the carriage: "If you do many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself."

Wang Weiliang's complexion was very unkind, and he almost couldn't hide his unhappiness on his face.

"I will give you this sentence too!"

He gritted his teeth.

"What are you doing so quickly, Mr. Wang?"

However, Qin Yi smiled: "Buying and selling is not a matter of benevolence and righteousness, and the lonely king is still Sheng Yang's friendly ally."

Wang Weiliang boarded the carriage without looking back, and the curtain was drawn down.

"Gu is a person with no ambitions, and has no interest in competing in the world."

Qin Yi said politely and thoughtfully: "Say hello to the new emperor of your country for me, Liang Cheng will send a congratulatory gift to Sheng Yang in the future."

The groom swung his long whip, and there was a clear "crack".The horse kicked its four hooves under the whipping, and left in the dust.

Qin Yi stood where he was, today he was wearing a dark red dragon robe with billowing cloud patterns, and a sub-golden lynx fur cloak on the outside.

It looks quite extravagant and majestic.

When the Sheng Yang carriage that was going farther and farther away completely disappeared from sight, his smile slowly receded, showing a cold and majestic expression.

"Master Mu has already left."

A close minister whispered in his ear, "He left at Maoshi, and he has probably left the city by now."

Qin Yi nodded, indicating that he understood.He ordered: "Order troops."

"...We should go too."

He looked at the direction in which Sheng Yang's envoy was leaving, the carriage had gone so far that he couldn't even see a small dot.

It was early winter at this time, and Liang Jing was in the south, except for the colder night, there was almost no change.

But in that farther place, there are Yanqi, Shangjing, Shengyang... There are desert wind and dust, West Lake willows, bank cliffs and silver bowls full of snow, which are completely different from Liang Cheng.

Sheng Yang, a centipede that is dead but not stiff, has already decayed to that point, why doesn't it disintegrate?

Qin Yi casually thought that China and the mainland have been divided and united for nearly a hundred years, and there is always someone who wants to unify them.

Now is the time.

……

At the same time, outside the city, inside a ruined temple.

Temples that have not been visited for a long time are overgrown with weeds, and the collapsed stone walls are scattered on the ground.Among the grass growing as high as a person's calf, there are also tattered straw mats and broken porcelain tiles.

A young man in a black cloak knelt in front of the altar, quietly burning a handful of paper money.

He seemed to have prepared a lot of these Xuebaiming coins, and after burning a handful, he took another handful from his side and threw it into the fire.

During the movement, a small piece of plain white clothes was exposed under the black cloak.

"...Mom, I'm sorry. I'm going to commit murder again."

Mu Ziling knelt quietly in front of the altar, muttering very softly.

"Am I really the reincarnation of the twin ghost emperors?... If you knew that I would become like this, would you have asked your father to spare my life...?"

But probably also knowing that his question would never wait for an answer, Mu Ziling smiled very lightly, then lowered his head again.

Mu Ziling's mother was a noble girl from Yunyan, who was chosen by the great wizard and ordered to become the queen of King Yunyan.

But King Yunyan still doesn't like her, even if she is so bright and charming, she is so beautiful.

These two people, united by the "Oracle", have never appreciated each other.

The only time the Queen asked King Yunyan was to save Mu Ziling's life.Later, she was seriously ill, and before she died, she asked a maid to take her away from Yunyan. In Jiangzhou, where lotus flowers were in full bloom, she finally jumped freely and sank to the bottom of the icy West Lake.

She refused to die in Yunyan's palace.

Mu Ziling thought, he knew what his mother was thinking.She was such a proud woman who was bound by her family's fate when she was alive, but she never wanted to be buried in the royal tomb with someone who didn't like her after death.

I heard that she once fell in love with a lover, a luthier from Sheng Yang.

They originally agreed to meet again at West Lake, but they were discovered by the big witch and captured.

Since then, she has longed for the West Lake in Jiangzhou, just like Mu Ziling was looking forward to Liang Cheng's white camellia.

"Are you going?"

While he was in a daze, a human voice suddenly came from the empty hall.

Mu Ziling followed the prestige, but saw a person sitting on the huge Buddha statue in the middle of the deserted temple.

The Buddha statue is about ten feet high, and it is almost level with the camphor tree outside the temple. No one knows when a person sat there, or he has been sitting there since Mu Ziling came in.

The young man was wearing a pitch-black robe, pitch-black boots, and even the cold jade finger on his finger was pitch-black.

The unrestrained and unrestrained expression between his brows seemed to be a little coquettish and presumptuous. At this time, he was sitting on the head of the golden Buddha rebelliously, resting his chin in boredom.

"Yes."

Mu Ziling didn't look surprised, looked up at him, then looked away, and lowered his head again to burn the paper money in front of him silently.

It seems that this is not the first time I have seen young people eluded.

"When you killed someone for the first time, you burned a ghost paper for your mother before you did it."

The young man crossed his legs and looked at Mu Ziling with a half-smile: "It's been so long, and you haven't changed this habit."

"The more times you kill, the more you will never forget."

Mu Ziling said.

The young man laughed loudly, and said, "That's right. It's just so strange—with so much blood on your hands, there are people who don't want to get involved. Even if she is dead."

"How, have you gathered all 700 million dead souls?"

"I've been to Chifeng Pass this time, and I'm all set."

After burning the banknotes, Mu Ziling kowtowed silently in front of the ashes three times, and stood up calmly and coldly. "...The Fallen God Tower is less than ten miles north of Chifeng Pass."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want to do, just do it."

The young man's black boots stepped disrespectfully on the golden Buddha statue, which was already dilapidated and mottled.He said in a very brisk tone: "You just need to think about it. The Fallen God Tower is the entrance to Infinity. Once it is destroyed, Yunyan's blood that can summon ghosts will be completely cut off."

"That's what I'm living for."

Mu Ziling caressed A'Zhu's cold wrist, and murmured: "The source of blood is endless, Yunyan will never 'destroy the country'."

Mu Ziling once read a sentence. I don't know who told it to him, or read it in that book.

It says: "People live a life full of sorrow and pain, as small as an ant. But if something is done so that those who come after don't have to suffer such pain again, this life will be meaningful."

It's embarrassing to say, but Mu Ziling hasn't read many books.Even the Four Books and Five Classics were read after the age of fourteen or fifteen.

He is not like Mu Huai'an, who has a specially appointed teacher to teach him how to read and write, and he only learned how to read and write calligraphy when he was seven or eight years old, following the little slaves of Wulian Palace.

But after Mu Ziling saw this sentence once, he would always remember it in his heart.

"Do you know what you are about to face?"

"I hope you're ready," the young man asked.

Mu Ziling smiled lightly, nodded, and said, "Yes."

I have long understood the consequences of doing "that thing", but in the days of preparing for it to come, I lived my life in the way I wanted.

no regrets.

After burning the ghost paper, he watched the flames go out in silence, then turned and walked out of the deserted temple.

The young man stared at Mu Ziling's figure and thought, when he first saw this child, he was still on the boat from Yunyan to Jiangzhou.

Such a lonely and beautiful villain, curled up in the corner of the canopy with his knees hugged, was full of thoughts and silent.

In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

It's really a cloud of smoke and desolation, and the emperor has been stolen for thousands of years and has not returned.

The young man sat alone on the Buddha statue, slowly stroking the dark cold ring on his thumb, and smiled slightly.

……

Liang Cheng, in the Hall of Mirrors, the royal family of Yunyan knelt in the hall with their hands bound.

Ever since Yunyan was incorporated into Liang Cheng's land sector, this group of Yunyan nobles have been extremely restless.

Forget it in the past, this time Qin Yi will go out in person, and he must ensure that the rear is safe.Pack them up and go.

"The Yunyan clan will keep it, and the royal family will share the title."

Qin Yi paced in the hall, and casually asked, "Except for changing the name from Yunyan Country to Yunyan County, everything remains the same—what dissatisfaction do you still have?"

Several kneeling royal nobles had indifferent and arrogant expressions on their faces. Although they had been reduced to the ranks of prisoners, they still had to put on airs.

They knew Qin Yi's feelings for Mu Huai'an, and relying on this kind of favor, they became bold and bold.Even repeatedly tested Qin Yi's bottom line.

"We will make our own king."

A member of the royal family came out of the queue and said: "After the death of His Highness Huai'an and the previous king, according to the rules, Prince Wuya must succeed to the throne—we don't want your Liang Chengren to be the princess!"

"Prince Wuya?"

Qin Yi asked amusedly: "Is that the old prince who is over a hundred years old, can't speak clearly, and still depends on a bowl of blood from a hundred-day baby every day to hang his life?"

Qin Yi sighed, with a look of pity and cynicism in his expression:

"To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the sake of you treating him as the supreme prince, Gu would have sent him to Huangquan Road long ago, and still wants to be the owner of Yunyan County? That is wishful thinking!"

As the smallest country in China, Yunyan is a small country, but it has many rules.

What about the ranking of blood lineages, the etiquette of praying for blessings and sacrificing heaven, the number of slaves that can be raised by different identities... Sometimes Qin Yi listens and feels that their poverty and backwardness for so many years are not without reason.

They should really be thankful that the poisonous miasma and complex terrain in the deep forest saved them, otherwise Yunyan should have destroyed the country long ago.

"You are a foreigner, why do you interfere with our Yunyan's rules?"

The Yunyan man who spoke at first asked aggressively: "Your Majesty Liang, you and our crown prince are close friends, but even so, you are not qualified to interfere in our Yunyan's internal affairs!"

"A matter of internal affairs?"

Qin Yi was about to laugh: "Do you know what a 'subjugated country' is? The country is dead, and you still talk about internal affairs with Gu? You should be glad that Huai'an is from Yunyan, otherwise——"

His eyes swept across the nobles of Yunyan in front of the hall one by one, and he smiled threateningly: "What Gu dislikes the most is others testing Gu's patience. If you don't know good from bad like you, I'm afraid Gu will teach you Liang Cheng sooner or later." law."

"..."

The faces of the Yunyan nobles in the hall turned slightly pale.

"Is there anything else to say?"

Qin Yibai walked around the hall bored for a few steps, and casually asked: "If there is no, it will be settled like this. If there is any dissatisfaction, the fief will be confiscated, the noble will be demoted to a commoner, and the serious one will be executed. If there are any special circumstances, then the nine clans will be punished. "

There was silence in the Hall of Mirrors, and the drop of a needle could be heard for a while.

"Qin Yi..."

After a long time, finally a youth from Yunyan couldn't bear it anymore, trembling with anger, said: "You are too cruel and merciless...you are the prince's best friend, how could you treat us like this...!"

He stared at Qin Yi with bloodshot eyes, but Qin Yi was unmoved at all, and even asked calmly:

"What's wrong with the loneliness?"

"You are not allowed to raise humans and animals, and use the lives of common people to support your noble 'royal blood', and you are not allowed to support a dying old prince?"

Qin Yi smiled and said, "If that's what you said, then Gu governed Liang Cheng in such a 'ruthless and ruthless' way."

"You took revenge for His Highness Huai'an, why did you kill Yunyan!?"

As if he had been suppressed in his heart for too long, the young man finally couldn't help bursting out the question: "You captured Gongzi Yin, but you didn't kill him, and you kept him in the palace with rich clothes and fine food, is this the way you avenge His Highness the Crown Prince! "

"On the contrary, to us..."

The boy's chest heaved violently, and he said angrily: "Being so harsh on us... What's wrong with killing a few lowly slaves? It's their honor to sacrifice their lives for the noble prince! What's wrong with us!!"

Everyone stared at Qin Yi with burning eyes. Although they were silent, it was obvious that this was also their dissatisfaction.

Qin Yi nodded, but it seemed like he had finally waited for something.He slowly walked up to the young man and said word by word:

"Who do you think wants to control you?"

"Do you think I killed Yunyan? No, it was you."

Qin Yi said. "Without Liang Cheng's army, you would have died under Mu Ziling's ghost soldiers sooner or later. But without Mu Ziling, there are still vassal states that are several times stronger than you and staring at you!"

He looked down on the royal family of Yunyan like a god on high, and every word he said fell to the ground.

After a while, in the silence, Qin Yi smiled slightly, and said slowly:

"You should be grateful to Gu—because Gu will make your people of Yunyan live a better life than before."

"Liang Cheng is the most powerful vassal state in Central China. In the past, even if you royal family and nobles wanted to come and become ordinary people, Gu would not agree."

"—And now, you are able to stay here thanks to Huai'an, it is because of the blessings of countless generations of cultivation that you can be of the same family as him."