As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

Xiao Yunjian took a deep breath.

He never seemed so frustrated.

It seems that he wants to stay away from a person more and more, and wants to get rid of the influence of this memory on him.

That person is everywhere.

As soon as Ling Zhifu entered the dreamland, he saw Xiao Yunjian was circling his arms, arguing with others.

That proud appearance was exactly the same as in his memory.

He didn't make a sound, just looked at Xiao Yunjian's vigorous appearance.

Gradually, it overlapped with the icy cold corpse in my mind.

He used to be so arrogant, like a crane spreading its wings in the clouds.

Never feel ashamed of yourself.

But it was him who broke him like this with his own hands.

How can you hold on to that bloody broken heart again?

He clenched the armrest of the chair, and it took a while for him to relax.

Just thinking about holding his corpse in my arms at that time... I can't even breathe.

Like a rusty blunt knife, it grinds and cuts him, but prevents him from dying on the spot.

It broke our hearts.

He hastily suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and turned his attention to Xiao Yunjian now.

Even though his appearance is different, his current love is really not in the skin.

Under the different faces, there is the same soul.

He should have known.

He watched Xiao Yunjian make the man speechless, and there was a smile on his face.

The man called out his surname, and he saw a crack in Xiao Yunjian's face.

Ah Jian...he didn't want to see himself.

Ling Zhi's eyes lost their brilliance in an instant, and a smile froze on the corner of his lips.

He could only comfort himself——

Now it is Xiao Yunjian who has lost his memory.

Thinking about it, he should also be glad that he lost his memory.

Ling Zhi sighed, and said, "There is nothing wrong with him."

The man said in surprise: "What? My lord, you—"

Ling Zhi frowned, and said coldly, "What's your name?"

"Minister... He Jia."

Ling Zhi hummed, and said indifferently: "Go down, He Jia."

He Jia was stunned for a moment, then said again: "Then Xiao Yun remonstrates..."

Ling Zhi raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Without saying anything, He Jia staggered back out.

He and his colleagues looked at each other, scratching their heads and touching their necks: "These two, why are you so weird today?"

Colleagues also shook their heads.

Xiao Yunjian looked at Ling Zhi's hesitant appearance, but he had nothing to say.

In the end it was Ling Zhi who spoke first: "According to what they said, this place is called Beisi, and we are investigating the poisoning of the little prince."

Xiao Yun remonstrated.

Now that the deal is done, he might as well be more unrestrained.

On the contrary, he didn't seem to be so preoccupied, and he looked like he didn't care.

He said: "It's all because Oneiroi was too anxious and didn't tell us the whole story of the dream."

Ling Zhi nodded: "But since I am the leader of the Beisi and I am related to the royal family, I can naturally send it to the imperial court."

Xiao Yunjian hummed, and sat down on the chair farthest from Ling Zhi.

He had thought too well before, and was disturbed by Ling Zhi's daily gifts.

But now even Fuying's identity in the dream is unknown.

He seemed a little discouraged, and bent his fingers and tapped the table several times.

But Ling Zhi said: "Since you said that the restaurant is the most well-informed, let's go and have a look."

This is indeed a good way.

But Xiao Yunjian glanced at Ling Zhi, nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you to make a trip."

Unexpectedly, he didn't even mention half of his affection for coming together, and pushed Ling Zhi out straight away.

Ling Zhi was startled: "Aren't you going with me?"

Xiao Yunjian thumped his leg and said: "Leg hurts, I don't want to go."

Ling Zhi quickly said, "Why don't you tell He Jia about it, and then ask him a question or two."

He got up and went to Xiao Yunjian's side, he didn't know how to help Xiao Yunjian relieve the leg pain.

Xiao Yunjian frowned and looked at him.

Instead, he stretched out his legs and nuzzled towards his knees.

He Jia walked halfway and was called back. He thought that Ling Zhi had changed his mind and believed what he said, so he couldn't help but look happy.

But when he returned to Beisi, what he saw was his terrified side——

Ling Zhi bent his knees and was tapping Xiao Yunjian's knee lightly.

As soon as he saw him coming in, he returned to his seat in the middle.

Xiao Yunjian wasn't embarrassed either, he slowly changed his leg and put it on top of it.

He Jia was stunned, but with a lot of dejection, he said, "My lord, why are you looking for me?"

Ling Zhi raised his chin towards the chair and said, "Tell me about the poisoning of the prince."

He Jia subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yunjian, and said, "Just ask him if he doesn't."

Ling Zhi snorted coldly: "I'm asking you."

He Jia shrank his neck, recalled the scene just now, and said: "Three days ago, Her Majesty's only son, who was only three years old, was found poisoned in the palace, but there was no trace of the poisoner. Her Majesty was furious, Order Beisi to investigate this matter."

Without raising his eyelids, Ling Zhi said, "Where did you find out?"

He Jia replied truthfully: "We found Swallow Alley..."

Xiao Yunjian couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing.

Seeing He Jia's complaining gaze on him, he spread his hands again.

He Jia then said: "This can be regarded as a clue, after all, Swallow Alley is only a wall away from the Prince Regent's palace."

Ling Zhi hummed, his expression remained unchanged: "The Regent?"

He Jia said, "Yes, the Regent."

Long silence.

Xiao Yunjian cleared his throat: "And then?"

But He Jia looked hesitant and scratched his head: "Then what?"

Xiao Yunjian was a little speechless.

Wasn't this person just now eloquent and eloquent?

Why didn't you say anything at this moment?

He leaned back, but pondered over He Jia's words.

But in just a few sentences, the queen and the regent were mentioned.

He couldn't help but his thoughts wandered.

Whether the queen is Fuying, and the regent is Shushuang.

But what about the little prince?

Thin fragments can't be assembled into a whole round of truth.

He still has to consider whether there is another way to obtain information.

He Jia didn't wait for Ling Zhi to say a word for a long time, and even bowed his waist for a long time and felt uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but say, "Master, sir?"

Ling Zhi waved his hand and said casually, "Go down."

He didn't really care about it, and if he couldn't find out what was going on, he would bother Xiao Yunjian to have a walk with him.

He had a good calculation in his heart, but the joy dilutes the sadness in his heart.

He opened his mouth and called out, "A Jian."

Xiao Yunjian was still in his thoughts, he didn't hear clearly, he only frowned slightly.

Ling Zhi called again softly: "A Jian."

As if time was still in the Xiuzhu Pavilion, Xiao Yunjian fell asleep with him with red eyes.

He closed his eyes a little bit, thinking of the past very much.

But all the mistakes are caused by himself, even though he is just a blind medicine for Xiao Yun to remonstrate in the mortal world.

But if his heart is a little simpler, he can recognize and distinguish the one he loves from the beginning to the end.

Xiao Yunjian will stay by his side for a long time.

There is no if.

From the very beginning, it was because I yearned for the Fengshen Yunjian on the painting.

His admonishment chose from the sky to make that medicine by himself.

Just a causal loop.

Ling Zhi lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covered the dark color in his eyes.

He said again: "Ajian, maybe we should go to the restaurant to have a look."

Xiao Yunjian finally heard it this time.

He frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I've said it before, if you don't want to call me His Highness Fengshen, you can call me Shenjun. Ah Jian, you call it too much."

Ling Zhi said sorry, but he said kindly: "Yun remonstrance."

It is not wrong that Xiao Yunjian was choked up by his words.

His real name was Yun Jian, but after suffering a lot of calamities, he took this Xiao as his surname.

It's also a thought, and he really likes it.

Xiao Yun remonstrated with a glance, then snorted coldly: "Master Mozun, what's the matter?"

Ling Zhi smiled and said, "Just call me Ling Zhi."

"Oh." Xiao Yun remonstrated, "Mozun Lingzhi."

Ling Zhi's eyes darkened, and his heart froze.

But for a moment of panic, he said again: "He Jia is not reliable, why not go to restaurants and teahouses to find out. I just think about it, Yun Jian also wants to find the reason for the turbulence in the dream as soon as possible, and return to Jiuchongtian."

He repeated it again.

Xiao Yun held his breath in his chest.

Ling Zhi used to be the same, and now it is even worse.

It's all about picking his mind.

He got up and walked towards the door without waiting for Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi followed suit step by step.

The horrific incident that happened today has become the talk of Bei Si for the past half month.

It was already the first time the lights came on, and it was really a beautiful dream.

The stars all over the sky are accompanied by Kongming lanterns, shining in the dark moonlit night.

There are people coming and going in the streets and alleys, so it is lively and prosperous.

Or sell, or send each other.

A thriving look.

It doesn't seem to be like the nine heavens, where the ice is cold and cool, and each has its own corner.

Xiao Yunjian suddenly felt nostalgic for the mundane days in the past.

At that time, he was loved and pampered in the Supreme Immortal Gate.

When they went down the mountain, the people also regarded them as immortals and loved them.

It's just... these days, after his death in this world, they should also disappear.

The master will be angry at him for being incompetent, and the brothers will laugh at him for being cowardly.

But the people who protected him had already heard rumors that he was in collusion with the monster clan before he died.

He shook his head and sighed deeply.

Seeing that he looked ill, Ling Zhi hurriedly asked, "Yun Jian, is there something wrong?"

Xiao Yunjian didn't look back, but said: "It's okay, Lao Mozun is worried."

Alienated and polite.

Ling Zhi seemed to have been stabbed in the atrium by thousands of needles, and he froze in place weakly.

But Xiao Yunjian still didn't look back.

He bit the corner of his pale lips, trying to suppress the sadness in his heart.

As far as the eye can see, there is a small stall selling lanterns.

There is a riddle hanging on the lamp: "The eye can see, but the hand does not touch."

It's cloud.

clouds in the sky.

It is also the cloud of Xiao Yun's remonstrance.

Ling Zhi curled up his fingers, empty-handedly reaching for Xiao Yunjian in front of him.

He couldn't touch it anyway.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to the stall owner, "It's Yunzi."

The stall owner took a little rabbit lantern from the stall with a smile, handed it to him and said, "You're right, it's that illusory cloud!"

Ling Zhi said thank you, and took the lantern from the stall owner.

He took two quick steps and rushed to walk side by side with Xiao Yunjian.

Xiao Yunjian noticed that he was by his side, but he didn't give him half of his eyes.

He then said, "Yun Jian, this lantern is for you."

Xiao Yunjian casually glanced at the lantern, said: "Keep it as a gift for others, I don't like this thing."

After a pause, he said again: "Maybe, Qinglin will like it."

Ling Zhi was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Do you still remember?"

Xiao Yunjian retorted directly: "Remember what?"

Ling Zhi is unwilling to speak.

That was the wrong thing he did because of his appearance.

He tightly held the wooden handle of the rabbit lantern, and carved deep marks one after another with his fingertips.

Until the nails are curled and blood is stained.

He had just suffered pain, stripped from the pain of the past.

He said in a deep voice: "I remember, once Qinglin also took a rabbit lantern."

Xiao Yunjian chuckled lightly, and turned his gaze to the bright lights in the distance.

"I don't remember," he said.

"It's just that I remember that with Qinglin's temperament, she likes such soft things the most." Xiao Yunjian glanced at the rabbit lantern, and Ling Zhi's calm posture was engraved in Ling Zhi's eyes.

There was obviously no wind or waves, but it was thrown into Ling Zhi's heart like a heavy stone, causing thousands of waves.

Yes, Xiao Yunjian is a crane of Lingyun.

How could he care about the rabbits on the ground.

Ling Zhi pursed his lips slightly, hiding the pale color of his lips, and said, "Speaking of which, Qing Lin—"

Xiao Yun remonstrated and said: "Qinglin was originally my servant. I used my face in this trip, and I confessed it. It has nothing to do with him."

This sentence even more disturbed Ling Zhi's calm heart just now.

It was like a suffocating blow, which made him almost choke out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone remembers Xiao Yunjian, everyone cares, everyone protects each other.

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