Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

It was late at night, and the moonlight reflected the quiet long forest clearly, and there was the sound of gurgling water in the forest, which was pleasant to the ear.

Weicheng is rich, and it rarely snows this winter, so there are only occasional thin frosts in the mountains and forests, and there are no refugees in the city, only brightly lit tall buildings, and loud voices.

Wen Chaoyu stood quietly by the stream, she waited for a while, the faint laughter and music came from the Qinlou Chu Pavilion near the south gate, it sounded very lively, which made Wen Chaoyu feel that the place where she was standing was deserted, but She didn't leave.

Xue Tan stayed at the inn tonight and didn't follow, so Wen Chaoyu blatantly held the wine bag in his hand, drinking as much as he wanted, but she was not happy, she even wanted to find someone to fight and vent her anger.

The spirits drank down her throat, dispelling the coldness all over her body. After Wen Zhaoyu, her heart felt warm. She raised her sleeves and wiped her mouth, and heard the sound of gentle footsteps behind her.

The night wind gently swept the figure to his side. The young man was still wearing the same attire that had not changed for thousands of years. He looked handsome, with no makeup on his face, and his gestures were noble and elegant through human upbringing.

Like a person from a famous family who has been pampered and born in a noble family since childhood.

"I've thought about it," Wen Zhaoyu tossed and caught the wine bag, and said as he turned around, "The cooperation between you and me, let's stop here."

The young man's walking pace was slightly stagnant, and there was no one else here, but he still wrapped himself tightly with his cloak.

"reason?"

"You didn't tell me that the person you want to deal with is Yin Qiu," Wen Zhaoyu said, "To tell you the truth, I don't want to kill any of the people in Yunhua Palace."

The young master looked at her: "Yin Qiu? Who told you that I will deal with her."

"I saw it with my own eyes," Wen Zhaoyu said indifferently, "yesterday in the city, you blew the second piece, and only Yin Qiu could hear it. You hurt her, didn't you?"

"It's just a small injury," the young master didn't deny, "she can't die."

"It's not a matter of death or not," Wen Zhaoyu was serious when he didn't smile, and his deep facial features showed a natural sense of oppression, "Don't take me for a fool, you use the flute to hurt people, I have never heard of it in my life. Who were you before you entered Yunhua Palace?"

The little boy looked back at her calmly, as if he was not afraid of Wen Zhaoyu's hostility tonight, he said calmly: "You are indeed not a fool, you are actually very smart, you are so smart, you might as well guess ?”

Wen Chaoyu approached him a few steps, looking sharply at the face he had seen many years ago - he said that he had taken medicine to delay the change of appearance, but it would cost his life, so the face in front of him was different from What Wen Zhaoyu saw when he was still in Yunhua Palace didn't change much, but he didn't look so young.

Of course, when Wen Chaoyu was in Yunhua Palace, she didn't have much impression of this person at all, so she couldn't accurately describe how much he had changed.

"Appearance may be changed, but the temperament and habits that a person has developed since childhood cannot be changed overnight," Wen Zhaoyu said, "You come from a good family, and you are either rich or noble. If you can change your appearance, your name must be too." Fake, you have been educated by many famous disciples, you are knowledgeable, and you know etiquette. Even the posture of holding chopsticks was deliberately taught by others, but you have never shown these things in the palace , You pretended to be an ordinary person, hiding from everyone's sight."

When Wen Zhaoyu said this, he said firmly: "You remind me of someone."

The little prince maintained his usual calmness, and he didn't seem to be surprised or flustered by Wen Zhaoyu's analysis.

He just asked softly, "Who?"

Wen Chaoyu stared at her and said, "Man Jiangxue."

Hearing those three words clearly, the young master finally had a subtle expression on his plain face: "Man Jiangxue?"

"Man Jiangxue and I are old acquaintances," Wen Chaoyu saw his reaction, "She is unique, I can't tell what is special about her, but she is unforgettable in my eyes. , you are somewhat similar to her."

After saying this, Wen Zhaoyu deliberately added another sentence: "The posture of the two of you holding chopsticks, I would say without exaggeration, is almost exactly the same."

The little boy smiled: "Really?"

Wen Chaoyu looked at him indiscriminately, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and continued, "So, what is your relationship with Man Jiangxue?"

The little boy smiled and said nothing.

Seeing him like this, Wen Zhaoyu thought that he would not answer, but the next moment, the young master replied: "If there must be a connection, it can only be that I want to kill her."

Wen Zhaoyu stopped holding the wine bag, and subconsciously wanted to laugh: "You? Want to kill Man Jiangxue?"

Her words and deeds are revealing: just rely on you?

"Don't look at me like that," the little boy said frankly, "I know I'm not her match, and it's harder to take her life, but I have other ways to make her life worse than death." .”

Wen Zhaoyu suddenly understood.

"Have you ever seen those women without dignity in the brothel?" The little boy smiled unabated, and his voice was still very gentle, "That's what I used to be, humiliation, torture, suffering, I have tasted all the pain in this world But I survived, even though I am not a human being, nor a ghost, but I know that one day, I will return all these pains to the person who caused me, so I don’t mind lingering, and I don’t Mind continuing to live in pain."

Wen Chaoyu looked at him with complicated eyes.

"I have observed her for many years, and I have waited for two opportunities," the little boy laughed softly in the evening breeze, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, "I seized the first opportunity, and I I got a little better in her day-to-day regret and guilt. But it was not enough, far from enough, and now the second chance came again, and this time, I want her to feel my pain more deeply, This is called repaying a person with his own way."

After saying that, he maintained his smile and looked at Wen Chaoyu, that face that was always gentle and polite, at this moment became a little more crazy and more ferocious.

"To be exact, I don't actually want to kill her. What's the point of killing her? I want her to experience my past, feel my past, and let her watch the people she cherishes die one by one. I want to torture her even more."

The wind turned people's monologues and confessions into indistinct whispers, like the whimpering of some kind of beast, or muttering to himself, even though the expression on his face was the restrained madness, it looked like There was not even a little bit of hatred, but every word and every sentence in those words still fully revealed the turmoil in his heart.

The strong wine in Wen Chaoyu's hand poured out, seeping into the soil along the sparse grass.

After the chaos on the street yesterday, Wen Zhaoyu thought a lot. She knew that there was no enmity between Xiaoqi and Yin Qiu, so the only person he really wanted to deal with was Man Jiangxue who was beside Yin Qiu, but she didn't Thinking that the hatred between these two people would be so strong.

There was a long silence in the forest, only the continuous stream still exhorted merrily.

"I don't care who you want to seek revenge from." After a long while, Wen Zhaoyu sorted out his complicated emotions and said in a calm tone, "I can only remind you that I had friendship with Shen Mandong. You have helped me before, you don’t have much contact with me but you should be able to feel it, I am different from most people in the Ziwei Sect, I am not a desperado, and I am not a person who does evil, if you want to torture Man Jiangxue, it is you matter, but you can't touch Yin Qiu."

The young master regained his composure faster than her. He looked at Wen Chaoyu and said, "Of course I know that you are actually a good person, otherwise I wouldn't have found you. As for Yin Qiu's behavior, you also have nothing to do with it."

Wen Chaoyu said: "So I repented, and I will not cooperate with you again."

"Then you are indirectly pushing Yin Qiu to death," the young master said, "I talked very clearly with you that day. I wanted you to come to Weicheng to protect her. I want to deal with Man Jiangxue, that's right. But don't forget, I am not the one who really wants to kill Yin Qiu."

"Who the hell is that?" Wen Chaoyu couldn't help becoming irritable, "You motherfuckers, are you all fed up? That's just a girl in her teens!"

"It's just that she is Shen Mandong's daughter," the young master laughed. "Is it cruel? That's right, the world is so cruel. You are full of kindness and conscience, but you can't even control your own background. You said you never thought of leaving the Ziwei sect, you are deceiving yourself."

Wen Chaoyu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't bring it up on me again! Just tell me who is going to kill Yin Qiu!"

"Of course I can't tell you that yet," the young master turned a blind eye to her anger, "That person can't be exposed right now, he might be useful to me and help me, but Yin Qiu can't die in his hands, that's why The reason why I want you to come to Weicheng to watch Yin Qiu is that I haven’t tortured Man Jiangxue, so how can Yin Qiu get into trouble in someone else’s hands?”

Wen Zhaoyu threw the wine bag to the ground and cursed: "A bunch of lunatics! I'm going to find Man Jiangxue now!"

"Go ahead," the young master was unmoved, and his tone was even full of encouragement, "When you find Man Jiangxue, Ji Wanshu will also be found by my people."

Wen Chaoyu's expression changed, and he turned his head abruptly.

"Who has been taking care of her daily necessities during the past few years of her retreat?" The young master laughed under Wen Zhaoyu's murderous gaze, "She always needs to eat and change clothes. The person who brings tea and water every day outside her retreat, I wish it wasn't you, Wen Chaoyu."

Every word and every word was heard clearly, Wen Chaoyu felt cold all over his body, the light in his eyes was like a sword, the veins in his left hand holding the flying knife burst out, his whole body felt like falling into an ice cave in an instant, his whole body was tense.

"Aren't you tired? You're always worried about this and that." The young master walked up and patted Wen Zhaoyu's right shoulder. "In the end, I got myself covered in bruises. No one cares about it. It's so boring to be a good person."

Wen Chaoyu suddenly raised his hand, and slammed the flying knife against the young master's neck.Wen Chaoyu said in a cold voice, "I'll kill you—"

The little prince snorted, and when he looked sideways, a streak of blood dripped from his neck. He looked back at Wen Chaoyu calmly: "Even if you do it, no one will collect the body when I die, and the same goes for your beloved little apprentice. There is a companion on the road to Huangquan." ,Good deal."

Wen Zhaoyu was on the verge of losing control.

But the remaining rationality told her: this person cannot die yet.

"Cooperation or coercion, you chose the latter," the young master put two fingers together, and gently pushed the throwing knife away from Wen Chaoyu's hand, "So, you must not have weaknesses in life, you should learn from Nangong Jiaozhu. "

"When the matter is over, I will kill you," Wen Zhaoyu said with fierce eyes, "As long as you dare to attack Wan Shu, I guarantee that you will expose your corpse to the wilderness before your revenge is avenged."

"That's a pity, I thought about making friends with you," said the young master, "but the situation does not allow it, and people like me are not qualified to make friends. But when all the dust settles, if you can really kill me, that would be a good thing .”

As he spoke, he brushed past Wen Chaoyu and stepped into a hidden corner that was not covered by the moonlight.

"After all, my ending is always death."

·

Yin Qiu took a bath in the soup room, and went back to the room with the washed clothes.

It was dark outside, and a few scattered lanterns were lit in the courtyard. She lit the candles, and when she turned around, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a small note under the teacup on the table.

Yin Qiu's eyes were fixed, and he quickly folded the clothes and put them in the cabinet. He held up the note and looked at it. There was a line of small characters written on it: At the beginning of Yinshi, see you in the small bamboo forest outside the city.

A few words were crookedly written, especially ugly, as if the messenger did it deliberately, not wanting to expose his handwriting.

Yin Qiu raised his head calmly, and saw that the windows in the room were tightly closed and locked from the inside, indicating that the messenger came in directly from the door.

It's quite courageous.

He was able to even enter this house, and he was able to sneak into Yin Qiu's room and leave this note behind a cover. It seems that his skills should not be underestimated.

Is it the piper again?

Yin Qiu thought for a moment, then decisively burned the note, and immediately opened the door and walked towards Man Jiangxue's room.

The moonlight was light, cast in the lonely house, paved with silvery white everywhere, Yin Qiu hurriedly walked, and deliberately slowed down before approaching Man Jiangxue's room, she paced over, raised her hand on the door Tap it three times, and called out while pushing the door: "Master?"

There was only a dimly lit small oil lamp in the room, Man Jiangxue was wearing a coat, her long slightly wet hair was scattered on her shoulders, she raised her eyes in front of the desk, and said, "What's the matter?"

Yin Qiu glanced at her, and pulled off a dry handkerchief on the way. She stood behind Man Jiangxue, wiped Man Jiangxue's hair, and said, "It's so late, what is Master Uncle writing?"

Man Jiangxue just put down his pen, put the letter paper full of petty small letters into the letterhead, and replied: "I have been away from the palace for a long time, and I have to report to the senior sister in charge that I am safe."

Yin Qiu smiled and said: "The relationship between the uncle and the master is so good. When I was practicing swords in the Mingguang Palace, the master once praised the uncle, saying that you never forget to write to her every time you go down the mountain. Also learn from my uncle."

Man Jiangxue said: "Someone is worried, so naturally we can't ignore it." She tilted her head slightly, a cluster of flames danced in her eyes, "You are not resting in the room, what are you doing here?"

Yin Qiu wiped away the water stains on Man Jiangxue's hair, and said with a smile, "Of course I came to see my uncle."

"It's late at night," Man Jiangxue got up, took the handkerchief from Yin Qiu, "Go back early and rest."

Yin Qiu looked at her, blinked his bright eyes twice: "Can I not go back?"

Man Jiangxue glanced at her: "You want to sleep with me again?"

Yin Qiu pursed his lips, pulled Man Jiangxue to sit down in front of the couch, took off his clothes swiftly, and fell down on the bed unceremoniously.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, I want to sleep with my uncle."

Man Jiangxue smiled and said nothing, as if she had acquiesced, but she watched Yin Qiu get into the quilt, and for some reason suddenly changed her words: "No."

Yin Qiu was taken aback: "No?" She quickly wrapped herself in a quilt, "Why not?"

Man Jiangxue pulled up a chair and sat down, looked at her by the couch and said, "You've grown up, it's not suitable to sleep with me anymore."

Yin Qiu looked at Man Jiangxue, thought for a while and said: "But there are bad people in my room, I dare not go back, can't uncle take me in?"

"What villain?" Man Jiangxue said, "Call him over and let me have a look."

"It can't be called," Yin Qiu said, "Who dares to confront Master Uncle face to face?"

Man Jiangxue stood up and made a gesture to go out: "Then I'll go meet him for a while."

Yin Qiu hurriedly shouted: "I lied to you!" She jumped up like a carp, stretched her arms around Man Jiangxue's waist lying on the side of the couch, "Does Master despise me so much? I have bathed, I also changed into clean clothes, and they are not dirty, what's wrong with my uncle sleeping with me for one night?"

"Before answering your question," Man Jiangxue lowered her eyes, "you have to answer my question first."

Yin Qiu raised his face: "What's the problem?"

Man Jiangxue looked at her: "On the last night in Yunjian City, you turned off the lights and stayed awake. You stared at me for a long time. What are you looking at?"

Yin Qiu's eyes showed doubts.

The last night of Yunjian City...

Wasn't that the day when the uncle quickly fell asleep?

Yin Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and he changed his expression: "Master, Master Uncle, didn't you go to bed very early...you didn't fall asleep?"

"Didn't fall asleep," Man Jiangxue let her hug her, and said calmly, "Not only did you look at me for a long time, but you also called me."

Immediately recalling the scene of that night in his mind, Yin Qiu was stunned and panicked uncontrollably.

She moved her lips, but she didn't know what to say, so she heard Man Jiangxue say again: "You had a dream after you fell asleep, and you kept calling my name in the dream," she looked directly at Yin Qiu's gradually shocked eyes , "What did you dream about?"

Yin Qiu was dumbfounded.

What?She had a dream, talked in her sleep, and called her uncle's name?

real or fake? !

Seeing that Yin Qiu seemed to have lost his soul for a moment, Man Jiangxue drooped his eyelashes, gently took Yin Qiuhuan's hand away from his waist, and said to himself: "You have to be clear about one thing, what are you calling? Master uncle."

Yin Qiu looked at her blankly: "I... what's my name?"

"I said," Man Jiangxue said slowly, "you called me by my name."

name!

She called the uncle's name in the dream? !

"Yes, is it Manjiang... Snow?" Yin Qiu asked angrily.

"Then why not?" Man Jiangxue said, "Do you know my other name?"

Yin Qiu paused, and buried his head: "No, I don't know..."

After she finished speaking, she felt a rush of hotness rushing from her body to the Tianling Gai, Yin Qiu immediately blushed and her ears were hot, and she was ashamed to see others.

That night, she was cautious and wanted to be bold enough to get close to Man Jiangxue after she fell asleep, but who knew that Man Jiangxue didn't sleep at all, and her every move was watched by her uncle!

Yin Qiu was almost suffocating.

Now she can't wait to find a crack in the ground and jump down, and then bury herself.

What a shame to throw it home!