The Secret of the Reborn Shadowguard

"Little brother...Little brother!"

Qu Ning and his eyelashes slowly raised, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, like a green bamboo with dewdrops hanging in the morning light of autumn, and it was about to drip water in the next moment.

With distracted eyes focused on the woman in front of him, Qu Ninghe opened his mouth and shouted at her: "Sister..."

Ning Xiaohan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, then put his thumb and index finger together, and flicked Qu Ninghe's forehead.

Seeing Qu Ning and Dazed, Ning Xiaohan laughed instantly, "Little brother, what happened to you, Dazed, could it be that you were fascinated by the sound of your piano?"

The slight pain in the forehead and the silver bell-like laughter made Qu Ninghe sober up a bit. He lowered his head, but saw his dexterous white hands were resting on a guqin, a wisp of light on the pine table. The sandalwood rose curling up, as if it had formed the outline of a person, but it was lingering and misty, making it difficult to see clearly.

Seeing that he pursed his lips and said nothing, Ning Xiaohan didn't ask carefully, "Don't talk about it, hurry up and follow me, there is a distinguished guest today, Daddy asked me to come and ask you to come and meet him."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Qu Ninghe's right arm, and the ten-year-old child in front of him was easily pulled up by him who was a few years older. Ning Xiaohan whispered in his ear again, "That young master is very handsome, and even his talents are extraordinary. I'm afraid you will feel ashamed when you see him, little brother."

"Honored guest? Young master?" Qu Ninghe didn't react for a while, his body was dragged by Ning Xiaohan, and he couldn't help but leaned to the side. Almost all items were swept away.

He only had time to hold the guqin in his arms with one hand, and Qu Ning and the other hand were tightly held by Ning Xiaohan, and she dragged them to the front hall door in three steps.

Ning Xiaohan gasped heavily for a few breaths, straightened Qu Ninghe's clothes, and adjusted the corners of her skirt a little, then knocked the door, and said to the inside: "Daddy, I I have already brought my little brother."

Hearing the commotion inside, Ning Xiaohan turned his head and blinked at Qu Ninghe who was beside him, and pushed open the door with a pair of slender catkins.

The room was bright, but it was only dusk, and the candles had already been lit.

Amidst the bright lights, there were two men sitting on the seats in the hall, one of them was a middle-aged man close to 40 years old, that man had similar features to Qu Ning and Ning Xiaohan. It was the father of the two of them, the head of the rich merchant Ning family.

The other person was a noble young man, who looked only over ten years old, his eyebrows and eyes were not yet opened, but he already had an extraordinary bearing, his thin lips were pursed lightly, and he swallowed the tea in his mouth with a movement of his throat.

Hearing the movement outside the door, the young man's hands holding the cup froze for a moment, his eyes looked at the door, and when he saw the appearance of the person entering the door, he couldn't help but fix his eyes, moved his palm, and put the tea cup on the table. On the wooden table next to it.

The middle-aged man in the hall had brought his son and daughter over, and was about to introduce him when he heard a loud bang, shattering the stagnant atmosphere just now.

Scattered debris was scattered on the ground, and the dust on the ground was smashed and scattered in all directions, but Qu Ning and the guqin in his arms had just come out of his hands.

The body of the piano has some broken lines, but all the strings on it have not been broken. A low and deep tune is faint on the scattered strings, making the lights in the room flicker with its tone.

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly at the young gentleman, got up and apologized: "This is Anhe, childish and rude, I hope you will not blame me."

The young man didn't pay attention to these things, he just stared at Qu Ninghe closely, as if there was something interesting on him, his lips curled up slightly, and said: "It's okay."

A pair of eyes met the man, Qu Ninghe's body froze with the falcon's eyes as if seeing prey, his mind seemed to go blank for an instant, but in an instant, Qu Ninghe turned and rushed out the door, leaving behind a There are a few people in the room who are inexplicable.

"Anhe!" The middle-aged man yelled at Qu Ninghe's back, as if he wanted to chase after him. He glanced at the young man beside him from the corner of his eyes, and immediately stopped his body, raising his hand again. plead guilty.

Ning Xiaohan withdrew her beautiful eyes from her younger brother's back, blessed her body as if pleading guilty in front of her father and that son, then laughed dryly, turned around and walked quickly towards the door, and only lifted up her skirt when she was out. Jiao trotted away, and it took a while to catch up with the younger brother who was running like a headless chicken.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you, what you did just now made Daddy lose face in front of the guests." Ning Xiaohan said out of breath, put his palms on Qu Ninghe's body, and put on his clothes. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Qu Ninghe raised his head, stared blankly at his sister in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Sister, what day is it today?"

As soon as Qu Ninghe finished speaking, he felt a soft touch on his forehead, but saw Ning Xiaohan frowned slightly, and lightly raised his white wrist on his forehead, and it took him a long time to say in doubt, "Huh? No fever Ah, little brother, why are you so abnormal today."

Ning Xiaohan's eyes were wide open, his beautiful eyes were almost glued to Qu Ninghe's body, and after looking back and forth at him for a long time, he said: "In two days, it will be August [-]th, you won't Don't even remember this."

While talking, Ning Xiaohan suddenly patted Qu Ninghe on the shoulder, and looked at him worriedly, "Little brother, you've been out of your wits since the very beginning, you go back to your room to rest, and I'll tell the servants to make a pot to soothe the nerves." Bring the tea over."

Qu Ninghe nodded blankly, seeing Ning Xiaohan's figure gradually submerged in the afterglow of the evening, he suddenly shuddered.

He clenched his fists tightly, and staggered forward a few more steps, his legs softened for some reason, and the left side of his body leaned against the wall of the corridor and slowly slid down.

The cold wall pierced into his body, melted into his bone marrow, and swam through his bone marrow again and again, as if trying to gnaw his entire body.

Yes, he went back to seven years ago, two days before his family was destroyed, and stood in front of that person again.

Although the young man in the hall is a young man, but with his facial features and figure, he has been with him for three years, so how could he not know who he is.

That was Helian Linyuan, a devil, a person he had put to death with his own hands, a person he had fallen in love with by mistake.

What should he do, what should he do?

Qu Ninghe hugged his knees, buried his head between his legs, and let the draft in the corridor blow his back to the point of numbness.

The sudden warmth on his body made Qu Ning and his trembling body suddenly calm down, and even his trembling heart couldn't help but stop trembling.

It was a cloak, and the white fur lightly touched his cheek, comfortable and warm.

However, there was a voice after that, very familiar but with the quality of an unfamiliar young man, like a bucket of ice water pouring down from his head, causing Qu Ninghe to convulse for a moment, and turned his head to look at the person who came with his body stiff.

"It's cold in autumn, why do you stay in this cold corridor but don't go back to your room?" I saw Helian Linyuan looking down at him, with one hand sweeping back and forth on the wall beside him, as if I am observing whether the wall is cold or not.

Seeing that Qu Ninghe remained silent for a while, Helian Linyuan frowned, looked at him with a half-smile, and asked, "Why, are you afraid of me?"

After the initial panic, Qu Ninghe somehow calmed down, slowly supported the wall and stood up from the ground, turned around and stood in front of Helian Linyuan, bowed and said: "Master, you are joking!" , An He is just overwhelmed by the young master's demeanor, and the young master's demeanor makes An He feel ashamed."

As he spoke, he glanced at the cloak on his body and wanted to take it off his body, "Thank you for the cloak, young master. An He will go back to his room now."

Helian Linyuan frowned slightly, but held Qu Ninghe's hands, pulled the straps hanging on both sides of the cloak along his black silk, and tied it tightly in front of Qu Ninghe, "Look at But it's not unusual for him to be so calm at the age of a ten-year-old child."

Qu Ninghe's fingers froze, and he withdrew quickly from under those warm palms. His eyebrows drooped slightly and he said, "Kong Rong let Li at the age of four, Sima Guang was familiar with Zuo Zhuan at the age of seven, and An He was already ten years old. It shouldn't be surprising to be able to do this, compared to the young master, it's just a comparison between a gnat and a kunpeng."

There was no movement on the head for a while, and a thin layer of sweat slowly seeped out of Qu Ninghe's palms, and even the autumn wind passing through the hall could hardly dry it off.

"That's it." A voice finally sounded, and Qu Ning and his body couldn't help but relax slightly, but the next moment, the voice of that person dragged him into hell again.

"Qu Ninghe, I remember that when you were ten years old, you were not as eloquent as you are now." Helian Linyuan opened his mouth slowly, with a calm voice as if he was stating an unimportant matter.

Qu Ninghe raised his head suddenly, facing Helian Linyuan's dark and solid eyes, which seemed to swallow him in almost an instant.

"You too..." Qu Ninghe's lips trembled, his eyes slowly opened until he could no longer accommodate other scenery, only this young man in front of him who looked harmless but looked like a tiger, wolf and beast.

Between Qu Ning and the shock, he looked around subconsciously. Among the peaceful garden plants, under the dark corner of the roof, in this Ning Mansion, the places where he lived for ten years are all dangerous places. .

As long as the man in front of him gives an order, a bloody massacre will be repeated just like before he was reborn, there is no difference, but this time, there are more variables like himself and Helian Linyuan.

Without any hesitation, Qu Ninghe yelled almost crazily, the shrillness in the voice made people tremble, "Please let my family go, I can do whatever you want, as long as you can Let go of my parents and sister, Helian...Yuanlang, please."

As if aware of his gaffe, he bent his knees and was about to kneel in front of Helian Linyuan.

Abandoning all stubbornness, all arrogance, and all dignity, compared to family members, all of these are nothing.

In his last life, he was alone, but now he still has his father, mother, and elder sister. Too many concerns and too many weaknesses have made him dare not take a wrong step again.

Qu Ninghe only felt his body tighten, and a pair of big hands took him into his arms first. He was about to struggle at the first moment, but when his eyes touched Helian Linyuan's dark eyes, The whole body went limp, almost putting the weight of the whole body on Helian Linyuan's body.

Helian Linyuan gently raised Qu Ninghe's jaw with his fingers, with a strange light in his eyes, and slowly said: "You should know that my whereabouts must not be known by others, I have already stationed here with you." After staying for too long, even your father almost already knew my identity, you said... how should I let your family go."

"Helian Linyuan, kill me." Hearing what he said, Qu Ninghe suddenly let out a miserable laugh, but turned his eyes away from Helian Linyuan, and looked blankly at the sky that was gradually rising. Mingyue, who was getting up, murmured: "God's will tricks people, even if it happens again, it will end like this. It's better to die like this, don't have to grieve the past, don't bother the future... just let all of this end on this day." Alright."

The cold wind mixed with the cold voice rang in Helian Linyuan's ears. Hearing Qu Ninghe's words, his fingers froze slightly, and a huge wave suddenly surged in Gujing Wubo's eyes, and then disappeared again , gritted his teeth and said: "I have already said that we have settled between you and me. I, Helian Linyuan, am not a person who doesn't count his words."

Speaking of this, Helian Linyuan suddenly changed his voice, and continued: "But if you become one of your own, especially...family..."

As he said that, Helian Linyuan's voice suddenly paused, as if he slowly clicked the word "tsk" in his mouth, a moment of softness flashed across his face, and then he continued: "In that case, I'd rather Won't worry anymore."

Qu Ning and his body trembled, raised his empty eyes, and looked at Helian Linyuan inexplicably.

The corners of Helian Linyuan's lips slowly curled up, and his fingertips slowly slid upwards from Qu Ninghe's jaw, across his dimples, his cheeks, and the corners of his eyes, every inch and every minute was carefully , as a treasure.

Tapping the corner of Qu Ninghe's eyes with her fingertips, Helian Linyuan's lips parted slightly, "Although the red plum is gone here, I really like Ah Ning now."

Qu Ninghe's mind gradually returned, and before he could react to what was going on, he heard a voice beside his ear - "A Ning, before everything happens, how about we start over?"

The red lips covered the corners of the young man's lips, reflecting the gradually clear moonlight, Qu Ninghe's face was gradually covered with a thin layer of red.

From the corner of his eye, he looked at the sky, among the light clouds and scattered stars, the moon was already full before the fifteenth day.