In the Qin Dynasty, Mingyue and his fleeting years lived up to the return of the common monarch

Xinghun stood behind a tree not far away with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Ye Liuhua who was on the verge of collapse in front of the stone, but never stepped forward to comfort him.If he is going through all this now, what he needs at this moment is not comfort from others, but time.Just give him a little time to recover, so he believes that Ye Liuhua can do the same, because they both have the same tenacity in their hearts.

It wasn't until Feng Zikong and the prison net's subordinates rushed to the stone palace with the unconscious Ye Liuhua on their backs that Xinghun threw his umbrella and slowly turned around and walked back to the lake, sat down casually and leaned against the tree, letting The heavy rain soaked through the clothes.

Now he is not much more relaxed than Ye Liuhua.Once again with nothing left, Xinghun finally understood that no matter how talented he was, he was just a slightly bigger pawn in Donghuang's eyes and could be discarded at any time.

Shao Si Ming, who hadn't waited for him to come back for a long time, came over with an umbrella, walked to him quietly, and looked at him steadily.In Shao Si Ming's impression, even the night when he first met him, Xing Hun had never been so depressed.

"Do you regret it?" Xinghun looked at the lake water that had been rippled by the heavy rain, without looking back but suddenly asked such a sentence.

Shao Siming shook his head lightly, knowing that Xinghun couldn't see it, he still didn't intend to speak.Xinghun obviously knew her answer a long time ago, asking now is just to vent the suffocation in his chest.And she just needs to continue to accompany him quietly.

"Elder Yin Yang, Wuling Xuantong. Which name is better than the remnant who followed me and offered a huge reward." Xinghun laughed at himself.

Shao Si Ming took a step forward, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to stop.Looking down at Xinghun's current appearance, Shao Siming felt that this was very different from his dejected appearance in Zuo Dharma Hall.

After going through all kinds of things, Xinghun took life and death lightly, let alone caring about his image.Now he is completely not the young guardian who needs to hide himself, the young national teacher, and he will never be again in the future.

Shao Siming silently sat beside Xinghun, but still held the umbrella on top of Xinghun's head, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.Not to mention Xing Hun, how long has it been since he stayed so casually, without worrying about anything?

Xinghun turned his head to look at her, frowning slightly.The autumn rain is very cold, Shao Si's life injury is still not healed, so I can't stay with him here for too long now.But perhaps affected by Ye Liuhua's emotions, Xinghun deliberately didn't blame Shao Siming and ran out to find him disobediently.There is still a long way to go before revenge, they have been suppressed for too long, let him and Ye Liuhua indulge themselves once today.

After a long silence, Xinghun suddenly spoke again: "You hate me?"

Shao Siming's heart trembled, and he wanted to observe Xinghun's expression, but found that half of Xinghun's face was hidden in the darkness and he couldn't see clearly.Xiaoling's death has always been an issue that they tacitly avoided, and Shao Siming didn't know why Xinghun suddenly brought it up now.

Turning around, Shao Siming's eyes also fell on the lake and said softly: "I hated it."

Not only hated him, but also hated everyone in the hall that day.But Shao Siming believes that Xinghun will understand what "hate" means.

"Sorry." Star Soul sighed in a low voice.

Shao Siming stretched out his hand to cover the boy's icy hand that was drenched in the autumn rain, and smiled slightly: "You are not wrong."

"I could have kicked him out of Yinyang's house in advance, but I didn't." Xinghun closed his eyes, "Because I'm jealous, you still have a relative who can risk his life to find you."

Gan Luo can rescue people who have never met before, but Xinghun can't.If Xinghun had moved his heart of compassion at that time, he would not be Xinghun and would be lost forever.

Shao Si Ming drooped his eyes, feeling a little blocked, both because he felt sorry for Xinghun's past, and also because of that sentence of sorry.

The question that has been bothering her has finally been answered, and she finally understands why Xinghun is special to her among the thousands of disciples of the Yinyang family.

She was almost unsure whether Xinghun's kindness to her was because he wanted to make up for his guilt, or was he really in love with her?

"I will avenge you." Xinghun didn't expect that Wuxin's words would have such a profound association with Shao Siming, and his eyes became fierce, "It won't be long before Donghuang Taiyi will pay the price."

Shao Siming was in a low mood, just as he was about to take back the hand that was on the back of Xinghun's hand, Xinghun suddenly held it instead.

"Let's go, you are still injured and can't catch a cold." Xinghun took the umbrella from Shao Siming's hand with the other hand and stood up, looking at Shao Siming who was sitting still like a log, tilting his head and not thinking Kindly, "I'm drenched all over now, but I can't carry you back again."

The corner of Shao Si Ming's mouth twitched, and he immediately got up by himself.

Xinghun chuckled, and deflected the umbrella towards Shao Siming, and took her hand and walked slowly towards the bamboo house.

Shao Siming looked down at Xinghun holding her hand, and his mood gradually became clear.Few people can choose their own destiny, but after accepting it, they can always work hard to turn it in the direction they want.No matter why Xinghun treated her differently in the first place, as long as he can always treat her like this for the rest of his life, it seems to be enough.

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The next day, when Xinghun brought Shao Siming to visit Ye Liuhua again, it happened that Feng Zikong came out of Ye Liuhua's room.

"Young Master." Feng Zikong bowed.

Xinghun looked at Yingyi Wuyao who took turns guarding the door: "He's still awake?"

"Yes, young master is too tired, he may be unconscious for a long time." Feng Zikong sighed.

"Then let him have a good rest." Xinghun pursed his lips, "Prison net..."

"The young master has already ordered that if something happens to him one day, everything in the prison net will obey the young master's order." Feng Zikong was afraid of disturbing Ye Liuhua's recovery, even though he closed the door, his voice was deliberately lowered, "What is the young master's order? Let’s talk about it in another place.”

Feng Zikong brought Xinghun and Shao Siming to the main hall on the first floor to stand still, and then said: "The evidence about the Yinyang family's search for the secrets of Canglong Qisu has already been prepared, young master, and I just wait for the order of the young master."

Xinghun nodded in satisfaction: "How is the situation of Commander-in-Chief?"

"Subordinates need to sit in Chasing Wind Valley. Zigan went to the southern border to find medicine for... But Zisha has already left the customs. If the young master agrees, he can immediately order him to sneak into Lishan to inquire about the news of Da Siming." Feng Feng Zikong glanced at Shao Siming, and swallowed the words "for the young master" under Xinghun's warning eyes.

Shao Siming didn't think much about Feng Zikong's glance at her, and immediately looked at Xinghun pleadingly, but Xinghun didn't order immediately, but thought for a while: "Ye Liuhua seriously injured Zhang Han, what happened in Xianyang? "

Feng Zikong shook his head: "Forgive me, young master, because the young master was seriously injured, my subordinates only ordered Xintang to investigate yesterday."

Just as Xinghun was about to say something, a black shadow came in hastily and bowed to the door: "Young Master, Elder Shao Commander, Lord Kong."

Xinghun waved his hand to signal Feng Xuanxin to excuse him: "What's the hurry?"

"Back to the young master, there is movement in Xianyang." Feng Xuanxin replied respectfully, "Princess Chenxi just used a bamboo whistle to summon her subordinates. Hu Hai was furious because the young master escaped into the forest and seriously injured Zhang Han. They are arresting Yingzheng's other sons and plan to be imprisoned and executed."

When Shao Siming heard the words, he immediately raised his eyes and looked a little nervous.Although she used to be the death messenger of the Yin Yang family and took countless lives, Chen Xi had helped them after all, and now hearing the news that she was doomed to die, Shao Si Ming still felt a little uncomfortable.

Xinghun sensed Shao Siming's emotions, and looked up at Feng Xuanxin: "Chenxi wants me to save her?"

"The princess didn't mention it." Feng Xuanxin hesitated and looked at Feng Zikong, "I just said that she wanted to see the young master for the last time before she died."

Feng Zikong was puzzled: "See you, son?"

Xinghun tilted his head wondering: "You don't know who Chenxi is?"

Feng Zikong frowned and thought about it carefully: "Young master had a lot of women who admired him when he was young, but his subordinates have always been by his side but never knew that he and the princess of the royal family knew each other."

Xinghun suddenly remembered that Feng Zikong had been sent away from him long before he called Ye Liuhua to the princess mansion, and Ye Liuhua might not have had time to tell him about it after returning to the valley, so Feng Zikong naturally didn't know Chen Xi was the little girl who pestered his son back then.

"It's okay, you'll know when you see her." Xinghun curled his lips.

Feng Zikong looked at the curvature of Xinghun's mouth and felt ominous, but he couldn't ask any more, so he turned his head and asked Feng Xuanxin: "When will I ask about chopping?"

"I'm afraid it will be in these two days." Feng Xuanxin replied.

Feng Zikong bowed his hands to Xinghun: "If Zisha goes to Mount Li, no one in the prison network is capable of going to the prison in Xianyang to save Chenxi. Please make a decision, young master."

Xinghun was surprised: "Why can't you?"

"The leader of Prison Net and Yehun Yingyi will never leave the Valley of the Wind at the same time."

Star Soul frowned: "Now that I am in the Valley of the Wind, I don't have to worry about no one guarding me."

Feng Zikong was stunned: "The young master means..."

Xinghun remembered what Ye Liuhua said when he met Ye Liuhua at the Princess Mansion that night, begging him not to bring trouble to Chenxi, and finally gave the order in silence: "Order Feng Zisha to sneak into Lishan to inquire about the news of the chief commander, and you will personally lead the Bring Chenxi back."

"This..." Feng Zikong heard Xinghun's meaning, and hesitantly appeared on his face, "Bringing Chenxi back to the valley, should I wait for the young master to wake up..."

"If Ye Liuhua is held accountable, just say it's my order." Xinghun interrupted him.

Feng Zikong looked puzzled, if Bao Chenxi's life was because Xinghun kept his word and refused to break the contract, then it is completely unnecessary to bring him back to Chasing Wind Valley, right?Who is Chen Xi, who can make Xinghun insist on saving her and bring her to the young master?

Seeing Feng Zikong's doubts, Xinghun sneered, "Chenxi never helped me, but Ye Liuhua."

"No matter who Chen Xi is, she is from the Great Qin Imperial Family. The son will never marry her, and the young master really doesn't need to match her up." Feng Zikong heard Xinghun's implication and said helplessly.

"In your eyes, bringing back to Gu is a matchmaking?" Xinghun flicked his sleeves and left with Shao Siming, "Although Ye Liuhua hates the descendants of the Seven Kingdoms, she doesn't want anything to happen to Chenxi. She is the only special one in your son's heart." You just need to bring her back, and wait for Ye Liuhua to wake up and deal with it yourself."

Feng Zikong was stunned for a long time, until Feng Zisha heard the news and came over to ask what to do next.

"My lord, do we really want to save Chenxi?" Feng Zicha only knew that Ye Liuhua hated the royal family, but he didn't know the past between Ye Liuhua and Chenxi. "Chenxi is not only an outsider, but also a descendant of the Seven Kingdoms. If we bring her back , will you blame me when you wake up?"

"According to the young master's order." Feng Zikong clenched his fists, "I also really want to know who Princess Chenxi is."

"...here."