Baishou loses Shaohua

The light in the secret room was a bit dim, and the only light source was the two candlesticks above Ji Yinghan's head, on which a few strings of tears had already dripped from the white wax.

In the middle of the white wax is an incense burner with three legs and two ears, and the three long incense sticks in the incense burner are almost burned out.Behind the censer, dozens of memorial tablets stood tall under the light of candles.

The tablet in the center of the top reads: "The seat of my late father Yao Yuzhi."

Next to the tablet on the lower right is a half-melted sugar figurine, carefully holding it with yellow paper, for fear of soiling the tablet, on which is written: "Brother Yao Yunqie's seat."

On that left, there is an empty tablet with no words on it.

No matter how ignorant and ignorant he was, Xuan Lie knew who the former Prime Minister Yao Yuzhi was.

Even if he forgets to talk about it again, Xuan Lie still remembers that Ji Yinghan once told him that Yun Xin had a brother named Yun Qie who died because of him.

On the right side of the long table where the memorial tablet is enshrined, the original red silk flower ball on a plaque has become white, but the heavy dust cannot conceal the vigorous and powerful "Yao Mansion".Xuan Lie suddenly remembered that it was Yun Xin who proposed to turn down the inn room and find a private house to rent.

"Yinghan... what's going on here." Xuan Lie no longer cared about the previous conflict, but Ji Yinghan didn't respond to him.

"Yinghan..." Before he finished speaking, Xuan Lie felt that something was wrong, he walked up to Ji Yinghan in a few steps, and when he saw it, his heart was half cold.

I saw Ji Yinghan bowed his head, his eyes were closed tightly, there were bloodstains on the white skirt of his chest, his face was pale and gray, he didn't look like a living person at all.

"Yinghan!" Xuanlie turned pale with shock, he pulled Ji Yinghan into his arms, and the sword in Ji Yinghan's hand fell to the ground, only then did Xuanlie realize that he was only supported by this sword just now Caught in shape, and the person has passed out for a long time.

The body of the person in his arms was cold and he barely breathed out.Xuan Lie tremblingly put his palm on the side of Ji Yinghan's neck and probed it a few times before he was sure that the person in his arms was still alive.He didn't dare to delay any longer, and pressed his palms against Ji Yinghan's back, losing some internal strength for him, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that his face was getting better.

Xuanlie gently carried Ji Yinghan out of the main house and returned to his room. He put Ji Yinghan on the bed, took out the healing medicine he got from Qu Ziyang from the package, and fed Ji Yinghan to take it.Taking off Ji Yinghan's bloody clothes, he involuntarily placed his palm on his left chest. The regular beating under the thin and cool skin was Xuanlie's only blessing and comfort at this moment.

He actually said he had no heart.

I was so cruel.

A few inches away from the beating heart, that enigmatic brand mark ferociously landed on Ji Yinghan's fair skin.He unbuttoned his clothes and lay down next to Ji Yinghan, leaning Ji Yinghan's cold body against his chest, stretched out his hands to brush Ji Yinghan's long black hair, and gently wrapped him in his arms .

In the dark night, Ji Yinghan fell asleep like an ignorant child, so fragile.

Thinking of the way Ji Yinghan knelt before the dozens of memorial tablets in the dark room of the main house just now, Xuanlie felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest.

How many secrets and pains he still has is unknown to him.

The long night, mysterious and sleepless.

at the same time.

In an unknown town by the Lingjiang River, a merchant ship is moored on the shore. In a room at the end of the cabin, the light of candles casts a dim yellow shadow on the screen window.

"I heard that you don't want to eat." Yun Xin was dressed in indigo, carrying a wooden tray, on which was a bowl of thin white rice porridge, three small golden rolls and two delicate dishes.

"You are finally willing to come to see me." Ye Nanqing was leaning on a gold silk satin pillow on the bed, with a golden folding fan in her hand, and a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth.

"At this point, what's the point of seeing or not seeing?" Yun Xin walked to the table and gently put down the tray in his hand.Turning to the window, the window is open, but a few copper strips have been nailed from the outside, so people can't get out but they can see the sky.Can see but not touch.

That night a month ago was indistinguishable from today.

One month ago, Yao's house in Linzhou.

"Yun Xin... Yun Xin..." Ye Nanqing gently pushed Yun Xin's shoulder.

Yun Xin brushed his hand away feebly, turned over and continued to sleep.

Ye Nanqing withdrew his hand, and gently pulled the other arm out from under Yun Xin's neck, habitually took the golden fan beside the pillow, and got off the bed lightly.He deliberately tossed harder tonight, just for this moment.

He pushed open the door, and the candles in Xuanlie and Ji Yinghan's rooms across the street had already been extinguished. Reflecting the moonlight, he turned to the door of the main house in the backyard. Today he saw Yun Xin coming out from here.Yun Xin said that he saw a stray cat running in, so he went in to have a look, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Ye Nanqing pushed open the door, and the decorations in the main room came into view under the moonlight.Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but something felt wrong.It seems... the size of the main room is not as large as it looks. He walked to the bookshelf at the east gate, and there were traces of movement on the ground floor.He knocked on the bookshelf, and it turned out to be empty.Ye Nanqing frowned and observed carefully, a book on the bookshelf caught his attention.

"General History of Huai Zhou?" Ye Nanqing thought about it carefully, but the Ye family had a large collection of books but had never seen literature related to Huai Zhou, so she couldn't help picking it up and flipping through it out of curiosity.Unexpectedly, a mechanism was found under the book, and the bookcase opened in response.

Ye Nanqing walked in, and with just one glance, the book in her hand fell to the ground in shock.

Dozens of memorial tablets stood there in a ghostly manner. Ye Nanqing's legs gave way, and he took a step back in horror, feeling a chill run down his spine.

He suppressed the panic in his heart and looked over carefully. Next to the tablet on the right in the center of the second row from the top, a lifelike sugar figure was placed there with a piece of yellow paper. That was when he and Yun Xin went to the street today. Xin must buy it. At that time, he made fun of Yun Xin for being like a child.And the name on the tablet next to the sugar man is - Yao Yunqie.

Ye Nanqing is no stranger to the word "Yunqi". She had heard it mentioned by Yun Xin when she first met him.

At that time, Yun Xin was only 19 years old and had just appeared in Qianyu Tower. He was attracted by him the first time he saw him, so he spent a lot of money and wrapped him up so that no one else could touch him.

He loved his handsome face, so he asked, "Yun Xin, are there people like you in this world?"

Yun Xin's eyebrows and eyes were crooked and he tilted his head back and forth with a smile: "Young Master Ye is ignorant, there are many people who are prettier than Yun Xin in the world."

"Oh, how come I haven't seen one?" He was suave and glib back then.

"I have a twin brother named Yun Qi, who looks very similar to me, and has a tear mole in the corner of his eye. When he was young, everyone said he was prettier than me."

"Then where is your brother now? Let me meet too."

"Young Master Ye, I'm afraid we won't be able to see him." Yun Xin's eyes were heavy when he said this, and even the smile on his face was filled with faint pain, "He died when he was six years old."

Thinking of this, Ye Nanqing gasped, and subconsciously wanted to leave quickly, but when she turned around, she was stunned.Yun Xin, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly in the room, was standing behind him at this moment.And at his feet, a crimson black-tailed snake as thick as a thumb was slowly climbing up his body along his trouser legs.