I see the snow

Qin Yi later said that he was busy with military affairs, and he hardly took another step towards Mu Ziling.

But Mu Ziling's attitude towards him seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

He used to be wanton and arrogant, surly and presumptuous, and no one could control him.But now, he seldom goes anywhere in the cloudy weather and kills someone when he is in a bad mood, instead he spends more time in a daze.

Staring at his left hand, he flicked his fingers to play with A'Zhu.

He seemed to be thinking about something, unable to make a decision for a long time.

"After half a month, Guixie star will appear in the south of the sky, which is a metaphor for 'the return of the old man'. At this time, the method is nearly [-]% certain."

In the dark room, Yun Yin said in a low voice: "Pindao will go to Shen Xingtai first and get ready. After the king's green silk and body are ready, he will join me."

The body and the black silk are the two most important things to exchange in the recorded ancient methods.

The former is a container, needless to say its importance.

The latter is necessary to guide the souls of the dead into the body.

During the introduction, Qin Yi also needs to prepare a piece of Mu Huai'an's favorite food during his lifetime, luring him out of the sea of ​​infinity and returning to the world where he was nostalgic.

Qin Yi chose steamed lotus leaf and lotus seeds.

"Pindao also prepared something for the king."

Yun Yin put his hand into his sleeve, smiled secretly, and whispered as if he was talking about something extremely secret: "With this thing, it will be easy to catch Young Master Yin."

Qin Yi frowned slightly: "What?"

Yunyin put her ear to his side, leaned closer and whispered a few words.

Qin Yi asked suspiciously, "Is it really useful?"

"This is what Pindao lost ten years of his life in exchange for."

Yun Yin said, with a hint of complacency on his face: "As long as you don't let Young Master Yin notice, after a cup of tea, you will see the result!"

Qin Yi remained silent.

"Aside from me, there is no other person in this world who can make something like this."

Yun Yin sighed: "Pimpedao is the first disciple of the 170th generation of Tianyazi, ten years of practice and lifespan, if not for His Highness Huai'an's kindness to me, even a thousand gold and poor Taoism would not be exchanged."

Qin Yi was silent for a long time, then stood up, "Understood. Gu will meet you as promised."

Yun Yin bowed deeply: "Waiting for the king's sage."

Qin Yi walked out the door, it was a gloomy day.

The sky is like an upside-down bowl. It is clearly morning, but there is no sun.It looks like four or five in the afternoon.

The entire cloud layer is dull and oppressive, as if a big storm is about to blow.

"Where is Young Master Yin?"

Qin Yi asked the servant, and the servant bowed his head and replied respectfully, "It's in the west courtyard."

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, shook the corner of his robe lightly, and walked out the door.

He was a little dazed all the way, and when he saw Mu Ziling, he still hadn't adjusted himself.

"what happened to you?"

Mu Ziling stood in front of the window, writing something by the window.Seeing Qin Yi approaching, he slightly folded the letter paper and folded it.

The wind outside the window caused a corner of Mu Ziling's rice paper to float slightly, and his robe also moved slightly.

Qin Yi didn't say anything, just looked at his eyebrows.

His eyebrows and eyes really resemble Mu Huai'an.

Qin Yi thought.

Pale and beautiful eyes, pale and thin face.

The lips are very thin, and there is a cinnabar mole under the left eye.

But why does such a person, who is more like a boy in his memory than Mu Huai'an, have such a crazy and pathological personality?

Qin Yi clenched his fingers in his sleeves, indescribably upset.

"What are you looking at?"

Sensing Qin Yi's gaze, Mu Ziling raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Is there something on my face?"

Qin Yi looked back very slowly, lowered his eyes, and rolled his throat slightly: "It's nothing."

"How are things in the military?"

Mu Ziling asked in a low voice——Qin Yi always said that he was busy with military affairs in the past few days, and he almost never left the camp outside the city. "The delay at Chifengguan is too long, is there enough food and grass?"

Qin Yi nodded, absent-mindedly said: "Enough."

"When will the city be attacked?"

Mu Ziling asked again, he had asked Qin Yi before when he was in the tavern. "I can help you."

Then never kill again.

Just getting rid of those children is considered a clean break with Yunyan.

The rest of life, no matter how much you have, should be kept well and live for yourself.

Mu Ziling's eyebrows and eyes were slightly smiling. He originally had a flirtatious eye shape, but now he looked even more unparalleled and magnificent.

But Qin Yi looked at Mu Ziling's thin figure, and hearing these words, what rose in his heart was not happiness, but a kind of irritability:

"How long did it take for you to heal from your injury? Do you like killing people like this?"

Mu Ziling paused.He looked at Qin Yi, felt the unkindness in Qin Yi's words, his soft eyes disappeared suddenly, and his expression gradually turned cold.

He stared at Qin Yi for a while, and said sneeringly:

"Yes. I have always been bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty, has your majesty forgotten?"

...Yeah, how could I forget.

Qin Yi thought silently, what kind of person are you?

This is the revenge of killing relatives and seizing love!

What is Gu thinking?

Qin Yi's eyes were dim, and there was a hint of struggle in the deep silence.

——But that look was too faint, almost immediately extinguished at the slightest flash.

Mu Ziling looked at him with a frown, and before he had time to ask, Qin Yi's eyes were completely gloomy.He walked over, and without warning, he pressed Mu Ziling on the desk, tearing and ravaging him like a wild beast.

Mu Ziling's breathing was a little short, and he was very surprised by Qin Yi's actions, so he pushed him back: "Don't be here."

However, Qin Yi turned a deaf ear and could not refuse at all.

The inkstone and pen holder on the desk case all fell off, and the rice paper that Mu Ziling had just folded a few times was also soaked in the ink, blurred and blackened, gradually making it impossible to see the handwriting.

——It vaguely started with the word "Fujun" on it, and then stopped writing.

It seemed that Mu Ziling was very hesitant about how to speak.

Qin Yi hadn't come to see Mu Ziling for a long time, and Mu Ziling only thought that he was extra indifferent and forceful this time because he had endured it for too long.

But I didn't expect that it was Qin Yi who hesitated and wandered, but finally returned to the opposite side from the middle of the free.

……

"Okay?"

An hour later, Mu Ziling tried his best to push away Qin Yi who was pressing on him, and pulled up the clothes that had slipped under his shoulders.

Panting slightly, he walked to the side, bent down barely, and picked up the clothes that fell on the floor.

His body was messed up, and there were bruises and purple finger marks on his legs.She put on her robe, and there was an ambiguous kiss on her neck.

Left on cold skin, will be exposed.

When Mu Ziling put on his outer robe again, he frowned slightly——

He doesn't like being on the table, he has a bad waist.

Qin Yi leaned against the desk without saying a word, looking at Mu Ziling's back.

Mu Ziling's black hair spread out and spread on the robe, and a short section of hair flashed past his eyes.

——That was the part that was cut by Qin Yi before.

After such a long time, Mu Ziling found out once, and mentioned it casually, Qin Yi said a word, but Mu Ziling didn't ask again.

"My lord, do you want to light a fire in the house? It's going to rain outside."

Outside the door, a servant's voice sounded, and a silhouette was projected on the paper door, asking in a low voice.

Qin Yi didn't say anything, but Mu Ziling turned around and looked at him: "Are you staying here tonight?"

There was a faint blush on his pale face, the colder his demeanor, the more seductive he was when he was emotional.

Mu Ziling's expression was cold and gloomy, his eyes were black and clear, like a ghost from the world——

But this flamboyant ghost was crushed by Qin Yi just now, doing whatever he wanted.

Qin Yi asked: "Do you wish?"

"Then I'm going to feed Ah Zhu."

Mu Ziling was noncommittal, wiped the dense sweat from his neck and forehead, gathered his white robe and walked outside.

Qin Yi stood where he was, with complicated and inexplicable thoughts. After a while, someone knocked lightly on the door and said in a coded language:

"Your Majesty, 'The bird that went south has returned'."

Qin Yi's eyes moved slightly just now, and he hesitated and walked out.

That is a close servant who is very close to Qin Yi, and only very secret things will be handled by him.

"what happened?"

Qin Yi glanced at the direction Mu Ziling left, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"...It's Daoist Yun Yin."

However, this time, the usually prudent servant showed an uneasy look, and said in a low voice, "A letter from Taoist Yun Yin has arrived."

At this time, it was already the beginning of February, and there were still six or seven days left in the "half a month" Li Yunyin said.

"What about the letter?"

Qin Yi asked, and he naturally stretched out his hand: "Let me see."

The servant presented an unmarked envelope with both hands, but his voice was a little tense:

"...The Taoist said that he sent two letters before..."

"Oh."

Qin Yi looked at it with a glance: "Then present them together and let's have a look together."

"..."

The servant's legs were trembling, his face showed an extremely strange expression, and he mumbled: "...I lost it. The two previous letters are lost, Your Majesty!"

Qin Yi's eyes paused, and he looked at him, still a little unbelievable: "What?"

"Daoist Yun Yin said that he would send a letter every two days, but so far we have only received it once."

The servant was so frightened that he was about to cry, and the two were fighting: "The villain doesn't know what's going on, the person who connects is watching every day, and no pigeons have ever flown!"

"..."

Qin Yi closed his eyes, and the servant hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please calm down! The weather has been bad these days, maybe the pigeons were eaten by some wild birds on the road, rather than being intercepted intentionally!"

"check."

Qin Yi gritted his teeth and said word by word: "No matter what, you must find the letter. If you can't find it, you should come and see me."

The servant was sweating profusely, and he kept nodding his head and said, "Yes, the villain will definitely find out, and he will find it quickly!"

"Is this a small thing?"

Qin Yi asked: "I haven't received the letter for a long time, but I just came to report it today. What should I do if others find out about it? Is your head a decoration?!... Get out!"

The servant didn't dare to stay for a long time, and quickly rolled away, disappearing from Qin Yi's sight.

Qin Yijing stood under the porch, the wet wind before the heavy rain blowing coldly at the corner of his robe.

The clothes that came out just now were only roughly wrapped, and Qin Yi's beautiful muscle lines were faintly visible at the neckline of the front.

He frowned tiredly.

On the other side, outside the courtyard where Mu Ziling was.

A'Zhu has been kept outside by Mu Ziling for the past few days.Before, Mu Ziling made a moon pouch for Qin Yi, using its snake slough.

It was not happy, and kept getting angry with Mu Ziling.

Standing in the grass, Mu Ziling whistled lightly. After a while, he heard a slight "rustling" sound of friction.

Mu Ziling looked at the slight movement but refused to show his face, smiled, and asked softly:

"If I don't see me, I'll go."

His voice was full of emotion—the characteristic hoarseness after the incident. Only when he said these words did Azhu's long-awaited figure appear in the grass.

The Snake King blinked his vertical pupils slowly, the body of the snake was bright red.

Mu Ziling knelt down so that it could be coiled into her hand: "But the thing that will molt every few years is still angry with me."

"Where did you go, I don't want to come back at all."

He pinched A'Zhu's head, said with a faint smile, "Do you want to eat quail eggs?"

A'Zhu lazily wrapped her arms around Mu Ziling's wrist, showing a kind of laziness and satisfaction after a full meal.

Mu Ziling looked at the blood stains on his wrist, and said with disgust:

"Where did you go to eat dirty things again?"

A'Zhu was not happy anymore, it crawled off Mu Ziling's body, returned to the grass, and bit out two transparent and beautiful soft shells.

Mu Ziling was slightly taken aback, thinking that he had read it wrong, and reached out to take it, but Ah Zhu dragged it back to protect——

The meaning is obvious:

do not move.

This is mine now, don't take it away.

But how is it possible?

How could it be possible for Azhu to find the snake slough that Mu Ziling had clearly put into the moon pouch?

Mu Ziling stood up, and walked a few steps towards A Zhu's food hiding spot behind the bushes——

Then I saw a brocade bag that was unexpectedly familiar, but had changed from white to dirty.And two white pigeons that have been eaten to bits and pieces.