The Fall of a Tyrant

更新时间2015-6-1417:11:49字数：1934

That night, Huang Lai brought Huichun Shengzi to live in Wenfengju, and the elegant garden suddenly became alive. Everyone's laughter and laughter passed through the partition wall to Vulcan's ears. God can imagine the splendor next door.

I don't know how long it was lively, and finally when the moon was high, the atmosphere stopped, and Vulcan was about to close the door, when a vague figure bumped closer in the dark courtyard.

Vulcan was immediately vigilant, staring at the black figure and asked calmly: "Who is it?"

"I'm Sakurai."

The black figure answered quickly, with a childish voice, which made Vulcan somewhat familiar. When the person approached, Vulcan recognized that this person was the boy who showed him the way during the day.

The teenager held a tray with some simple food on it.

A plate of peanuts, a plate of side dishes and a bowl of porridge.

Sakurai's cheeks were red, and he looked very young. He said: "I saw that you have never been out of this yard, and you haven't eaten, so I came here to take a look."

"Did Kise ask you to bring it here?"

Vulcan asked him, but seeing his puzzled face, Vulcan knew it immediately, he took the tray and reminded: "Don't do this kind of thing privately again in the future."

Vulcan closed the door and refused to have any contact with this person. He stared at the shabby food in his hand sadly, feeling a chill in his heart.

He was reduced to accepting a handout from a servant.

This kind of life is still going on, but Kise is so focused on the Son of Rejuvenation that he rarely has time to pay attention to Vulcan.

It's just that whenever Vulcan is in pain due to illness, he will send someone to bring medicine to Vulcan.

And Vulcan will take care of some things with his servants, whether he is busy or tired, so that his thoughts will not be idle to lament the current situation.

On the side of Huichun Shengzi, because of Huang Lai's careful care, his body is getting better and better. In the villa, two people are often seen enjoying flowers and playing together. Every time they fall into people's eyes, they are as pleasing to the eye as the scrolls of gods and couples depicted. .

The weather is gradually getting cooler, and this year's summer is longer. Unknowingly, once the summer is over, it will be followed by the coldness. Before the autumn is felt, the winter will come in a hurry.

The cold weather did not bring any disturbance to Taolin, and the peach blossoms were still beautiful and tender.

On this day, there were bursts of long and light piano sounds from the depths of the peach forest, and many boys and girls were waiting not far away.

Vulcan stood far away, but his sight could clearly look inside.

Inside, Huang Lai was patiently teaching Huichun Shengzi how to play the piano. He was wearing a shawl, protecting a slender man in his arms, and his gestures were full of care and pampering.

He bowed his head to discuss with the Son of Rejuvenation, and reminded him by kissing from time to time when the dumb and lovely person was absent-minded.

Vulcan remembered that Kise had taught him before, but his sword-holding hand was covered with calluses, and the exquisite musical instrument always made a low and hoarse sound in his hand. At that time, he felt that learning such a literary art The stuff is too difficult.

However, at this time, the Holy Son of Rejuvenation is surprisingly fast. After a short while, he can play a piece of music that is admirable by himself, with a soft tone that lingers around. Envious of others.

Vulcan realized that it wasn't that the musical instrument was too difficult, it was just that he was too rough to handle it, and he had no chance with elegant things after all.

He turned and left, a pair of cold golden eyes finally turned to his leaving back.

Not long after, the 20th birthday of the Son of Rejuvenation came, and the villa was even more lively these days, everyone's faces were filled with joy, and the villa was reorganized inside and out, making it even more luxurious.

Everyone in the village knows how much the master cherishes Young Master Zhe. He not only held a special celebration for him in the Xiujing Garden, but also personally held a flower feast for him. Bright and dazzling flowers bloomed in the garden, as if blooming in winter. It is as amazing as a spring, a fairyland on earth, and it is widely spread in the villa.

At night, Huang Lai and Huichun Shengzi sat side by side in the octagonal pavilion among the beautiful flowers and Yao grass, the lights were bright, the zither was melodious in the huge beautiful garden paved with blue stones, and the enchanting dancer was dancing. They look at each other and smile, enjoying it all.

In the evening, the sky was dark, and a huge bunch of fireworks shot straight into the sky, blooming in the dark night into a beautiful and huge flower illusion. In an instant, the whole villa was illuminated like daytime, like a dream.

The beautiful people in the pavilion hugged and kissed each other, and a good story that envied others was born.

Vulcan stood in the corridor in the dark place, he was not invited by anyone, but the yard where he lived was too deserted, so he came here out of curiosity, and witnessed this rare spectacle in the village with his own eyes.

The good times lasted for a while, only a faint thunder came from the sky, and the banquet had the intention of ending.

A group of people escorted the two of them back to the garden in a mighty manner. Vulcan quickly hid himself, and after the figures dispersed, he appeared and walked into the octagonal pavilion in the light rain.

The rain fell one after another, and the scenery was instantly wrapped in the green mist, adding a touch of ethereal and quiet beauty.

There was a sense of coldness everywhere, but Vulcan was still wearing that black strong suit, looking thin and old-fashioned.

He remembered that he hadn't had a birthday for many years, no one reminded him, it would be more appropriate to say that no one knew, he counted the days, and before he knew it, he was almost 24.

Although he has always disdained to care about these trivial matters, he is still vaguely looking forward to something in his heart.

The heavier the rain, Vulcan didn't notice it until the questioning sound pulled him back from his thoughts.

"Who allowed you in?"

Huang Lai was wearing a shawl, noble and glamorous, and there were several servant boys following behind him, holding umbrellas for him. After he stepped into the pavilion, with a gesture, those servant boys retreated to the corridor not far away. Hou Zhu.

Vulcan was about to leave, but Kise stopped him.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and my temper grows!" He took out a folded piece of paper from his sleeve, and said, "Why, you don't even want your letters?"

"Mine?!" Suspicious, Vulcan took the paper in Kise's hand carefully, and then opened it. The word Qingfeng where the pen was written caught his attention.