Broken Wings

Su Zimo listened to him without moving, but didn't bother to pay attention to him. If he could eat and sleep as usual in his situation, wouldn't he be a shameless bitch? With a sneer, he turned his head away stubbornly. elsewhere.

It was this kind of look, disdainful and stubborn, but helpless and sad.Duo Bing thought silently in his heart, carefully adjusted the porridge with lowered eyes, and smiled softly, "Zimo, I asked the kitchen to prepare it for you, come and drink some."

Su Zimo suddenly tightened the brocade quilt in his hand, specially prepared for him?Suddenly remembered that the humiliation again and again started from the specially prepared meals that Duo Pian kept saying. He never avoided the medicine that Duo Pian buried in the meals. The life-sustaining meal also creates fear.

"I'm not hungry." Su Zimo curled up on the bed involuntarily, his voice was indifferent but lost the coldness of the past.

"What are you worried about? I didn't put any medicine that disgusts you this time." Duo looked at Su Zimo seriously, and said very seriously, "You should understand something, not to mention whether there is medicine in this porridge, even if there is, Are you sure you can hide?" With a slight sigh, he slowly stretched out his hand to Su Zimo, and his voice became extremely gentle in an instant, "Come here, finish your porridge obediently, go to sleep early, you have to get up early tomorrow practicing the piano?"

Su Zimo just bowed his head and said no, Duo was right, what is his status, what status?what?When did Duo Ling want to do, when did he avoid it?What do you still need to do with such trepidation every day, your mind gradually relaxes, caring about those who have already lost is not asking for trouble, Su Zimo hugged a ball of brocade quilt in his arms, moved outside, and reached out to meet Duo bowl in hand.

Dodge avoided Su Zimo's hand very lightly, handed a spoonful of porridge to Su Zimo's lips, looked at him gently, with a smile in his eyes, "open your mouth"

Su Zimo looked at Duo Po hesitantly. A person who is usually so insidious is willing to condescend to feed him porridge himself today. What is Duo Po's purpose and what tricks is he trying to play?

"Don't always think I'm so bad." With a chuckle, Duo put the spoon back into the bowl, stretched out his hand to support Su Zimo's shoulder, and shook it slightly, "I'm really that unbearable in your eyes?"

"It's more than unbearable." Su Zimo gritted his teeth and glared at Duo, but he didn't dare to look directly at him, and slowly looked away, looking down at the whitish knuckles.

"I really don't know a good heart. I treat you this way just to teach you how to survive." Duo was unexpectedly not angry, but smiled very easily, "In today's world, only power and wealth can protect yourself. He is extremely capable, such as Si Wenxuan, he can only be considered wealthy in terms of power and wealth, but he is capable, and only the Huipu Valley behind him has to be respected, even the current king Duoluo is no exception." He looked at Su Zimo indifferently, "But Zimo, what do you have? You have no power, no wealth, no ability. You are a white-faced scholar who can't lift your hands or shoulders. Besides, although Zimo is very talented, the world is full of talents." For a person with both abilities, if Zimo wants to survive, besides this face, this body is still useful." Duo Mo suddenly approached Su Zimo's side, and spoke slowly and clearly with his ears, " This is the only value of Zimo, it’s time to wake up.”

"It doesn't have to be so straightforward." Su Zimo's face turned pale in an instant, and he had to admit what Duo Mo said. Apart from this face, there was really nothing left of him.

"It's better to be clear." Duo Bing smiled with his eyes bent, "Let's have porridge." Duo Bing held the bowl in his hand and held it in front of Su Zimo's eyes, quietly watching the anger and reason in Su Zimo's eyes. The stubbornness for a long time gradually turned into helplessness and disappointment, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Su Zimo's heart ached unceasingly. Although he had nothing, such a naked statement still made him very sad. His life like an ant, his ability as weak as an ant, but he has such a temperament.

"What are you sad about?" Duo patted Su Zimo's back once and for all, "Zimo is your destiny, admit it."

Fate like this?Su Zimo held his hands and chewed these four words repeatedly in his heart, did he really deserve this?Not reconciled, not reconciled at all, Su Zimo's face suddenly turned cold, and he pushed Duoba away, "Really?" Then he suddenly became quiet, and looked at Duoba blankly, "The prince should leave."

Duo Mo wiped the thin porridge on his hands with one finger, and said with a slight smile, "I should leave." Putting the porridge on the bedside table, he walked out slowly without looking at Su Zimo, and arrived at At the door, he stopped again, tilted his head slightly and ordered, "I don't want to see porridge in the bowl when I come tomorrow." After saying that, he turned his head and left.

Su Zimo reached out to touch the bowl, and threw it towards the door without hesitation, smashing the white porcelain and porridge all over the place.

Su Zimo looked at the door, and looked at the place where Duo had been standing for a moment, and sneered silently. Did Duo come to attack him?Ke Duozhi underestimated him too much, sad is sad, could he really accept his fate so easily as he said?Impossible, Su Zimo will never let Duo Ji be sincere, absolutely not.

Su Zimo sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, got out of bed and walked to the door, leaning on the door frame to look at the boundless sky, counting the faint stars in the sky but trying to disperse a clear light, they are just like Su Zimo, then Weak, yet so strong.

The dark night is silent.The dilapidated Pei Mansion looks strange and desolate in the lonely night.

Si Wenxuan was covered with white gauze, standing quietly in the Tan Yingzhai that used to be Pei Qingming's study, looking at the mess on the ground, he couldn't help frowning.

There are traces of being turned over.Si Wenxuan thought silently, looking around Tan Yingzhai carefully with sharp eyes, although the visitor was very careful, there were still traces left.

Si Wenxuan went to the desk and looked carefully at the shelf. The books on the shelf had been touched more than once. Could it be that Duoji sent someone to visit, or Duoluo's people came?

Si Wenxuan leaned on the shelf and frowned in thought. Whether it is Duolu or Duoluo, it is justifiable. One is to destroy the criminal evidence, and the other is to recover the criminal evidence. There is a reason to come here, but why are there more things?Si Wenxuan walked to the window, and under the light of the moonlight, he could still vaguely see a shoe print on the ground. Although it was covered with dust, Si Wenxuan, who was always careful, still noticed it. Si Wenxuan squatted On the ground, he stretched out his hand to compare the shoe prints on the ground, and couldn't help sneering. These things seemed more complicated than he imagined, but who else cared so much about what Pei Qingming left behind?

Si Wenxuan got up and walked to the door, but suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Tan Yingzhai, sighing silently, the delicate and sensitive connection between Pei Qingming, Duo Luoduo and the three of them was only because of Su Zimo's appearance Breaking its original balance, Pei Qingming's brilliant life was ruined by a little male pet.

"I really feel worthless for you." Si Wenxuan sighed, and suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed, "But you deserve it, you deserve it if you die, and you deserve it in the hands of a man." Si Wenxuan suddenly felt that love is really weird Back then, in order to curry favor with Pei Qingming, Duo had sent a hundred beauties instead of a thousand, but he didn't even lift his eyelids. Unexpectedly, when he went back to Qizhou, he became completely devoted to a man.

"Oh..." Si Wenxuan raised his head and sighed helplessly, as if talking to himself, and said softly, "It's time to take a good look at that disaster."

The air in the morning is fresh and refreshing, and the peonies in front of the hall are blooming very beautifully. Facing the fresh morning wind, the courtyard is full of fragrance.

Under the service of a group of maidservants, Duo Bing started a new day with great enjoyment.In his opinion, a new day should have a sunny mood, and he is in a pretty good mood right now, but he still feels that if there is no shameless Si Wenxuan in front of him, his mood will be better .

When the sky was still covered with a layer of gray mist, Si Wenxuan came quietly, and counted the stars for most of the hour on the roof of Duobao. Jumping down from the roof, he ordered the kitchen to ask for a sauced elbow.

Looking at Si Wenxuan's domineering eating, Duo was a little helpless, so he reached out his chopsticks and knocked on the edge of Si Wenxuan's bowl, "At any rate, you are a disciple of Huipugu, can you pay attention to your image?" Sighed, " Senior Zhong Guizi's face is completely lost by you."

Si Wenxuan chuckled, threw the gnawed sauced elbow back into the bowl, pulled a sleeve of the servant girl aside and wiped his hands, and said nonchalantly, "Except you know that I came from Huipu Valley, Who knows? Besides, the old man's face is as thick as a city wall, and he doesn't feel it at all if he loses anything."

"Be careful that these words reach Senior Zhong Guizi's ears. If he doesn't put you in the cold pond for ten and a half months, he should take your surname." Duo Yi glanced at Si Wenxuan, and said without emotion , "Let's talk, what's the point of visiting early in the morning?"

"Oh." Si Wenxuan thought for a while, and smiled with his eyes bent, "I mainly want to tell you that the young master Wu you gave to Duo Luo a while ago is dead."

"I know." Duo Bing looked up at Si Wenxuan, lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge, and asked lightly, "What about the minor ones?"

"Go and have a look at that disaster." Si Wenxuan looked at Duo'an with a shy smile, "Hey, are you jealous?" He stood up as he said that, not intending to listen to Duo's answer, he shook his arms and went to Go to the backyard.

"Jealous?" Duo's hand stopped moving, "Unless I'm sick"

Si Wenxuan pushed open the door of Lanyuexuan, looked at Su Zimo who was still sleeping for a while, and walked over quietly.Standing at the end of the bed, after thinking for a while, he carefully flipped through the things on the bed. He thought that since the things Pei Qingming left were for Su Zimo, Su Zimo must be the starting point for this breakthrough.

"What are you doing?" Su Zimo opened his eyes and looked at Si Wenxuan who broke in without moving.

"Shh..." Si Wenxuan put his finger on his lips and made a silent motion, "Don't talk" still focused on flipping through the things on the bed.

Su Zimo was surprised. He had encountered a ghost early in the morning. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a strange person turning over the things on his bed. He was still so upright. When did Duo's palace become so lax that outsiders could sneak into Lanyuexuan.

"What are you looking for?" Su Zimo propped up his body, his eyes drifting back and forth following Si Wenxuan's movements.

"What are you looking for?" Frowning and thinking, she seemed a little confused, "I don't know, I'll look for it." After Si Wenxuan answered, the movement of flipping through things suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at Su Zimo, "You're awake." He walked quickly to the edge of the bed, flicked his robes, and sat down sharply. He looked at Su Zimo intently for a long time, and asked, "When you came out of Pei's house, what did you bring with you?"

Su Zimo was stunned, "I didn't bring anything with me."

"Then, did Qingming say anything special to you before he died?" Si Wenxuan asked unwillingly.

"No." Su Zimo recalled for a while, then shook his head firmly, "Who are you?"

"No, why not?" Si Wenxuan frowned, resting his chin in thought, logically speaking, Su Zimo should know, how could there be nothing, could it be that Su Zimo lied to him?

"Are you sure that Qingming really didn't leave you any words?" Si Wenxuan raised his eyebrows and threatened, "Don't lie to me, otherwise..." He was thinking that Su Zimo hated others being frivolous to him the most, so he smiled cheekily smiled, "If you dare to lie to me, I will kiss you"

As soon as your words came out of your mouth, there was a snap, and a five-finger mountain rose quickly on Si Wenxuan's face.Su Zimo's raised hand stopped in mid-air, gradually tightened, and slowly fell down.

Si Wenxuan covered his face and was stunned for a while, then recovered his senses and looked at Su Zimo's icy face in pain, "I was just joking with you, but you actually..." He was born to return to Pugu Valley Master Zhong Guizi's eldest disciple, in Huipu Valley, his serious senior brother teases his younger juniors every day, even if his master is angry, he probably takes a bath in the cold pool, but I didn't see that his master had slapped him, I didn't want to, today was just a joke, but it was the first time in his life, the first time he was slapped.

Si Wenxuan resolutely felt that Su Zimo's temper was not blown out, it was really good, and it was no wonder that Pei Qingming was desperate for him.

"I was beaten by someone." Si Wenxuan stretched his eyes in disbelief, "I was actually beaten by someone." Looking at Su Zimo, he covered his face in pain, "Still an unlucky man" couldn't help sighing, "It really is Huo Shui" said, moving two steps away from Su Zimo, still touching his face with one hand, looking at him seriously, "My name is Si Wenxuan"

Su Zimo was stunned. He was no stranger to the name Si Wenxuan. When Pei Qingming was alive, he mentioned this name the most. Shameful.