After the death of the villain

Xie Xiangying's pupils shrank to a dot in an instant, and he looked at Ling Lang with his brows furrowed.

"Don't want to?"

Ling Lang's hand brushed over Xie Xiangying's neck, and then stepped back a few minutes. The next moment, Xie Xiangying's lips fell on his fingertips.

Ling Lang narrowed his eyes and looked at Xie Xiangying with satisfaction.In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. The meticulous work these people found for him is much better than the people he trained.

It's a pity that these carefully trained and trained people fall into his hands, and they are destined not to live long.

Ling Lang withdrew his finger, slid it down slowly, and still stopped on Xie Xiangying's neck that seemed to be broken, and asked him, "Tell me, what do you want?"

An emotional person is easily controlled by others if he does not get a response. At this moment, this person's defense is the weakest.Ling Lang knew the tricks of the Joyous Gu, and also knew how to control the bewitched person.

According to Xie Yin's temperament, even if he is possessed of the Joyful Joy Gu, he will never flatter others.Ling Lang had strength in his hands, once he confirmed that this person was not Xie Yin, he would wring that slender neck off.

Xie Xiangying felt that he couldn't control his body, and the only reason left told him that he couldn't do what Ling Lang, a bastard, wanted.

Following this grueling force, he stuck to Ling Lang's side, and groped his hand under the soft pillow behind Ling Lang.

Something cold fell into his hand, Xie Xiangying looked at Ling Lang and suddenly smiled.

This smile made Ling Lang almost in a trance, and at that moment a thought popped up in Ling Lang's mind.

"Master..."

When Ling Lang called out these two words, Xie Xiangying had already stabbed his thigh with the dagger in his hand.

Ling Lang split the air and snatched the dagger from Xie Xiangying's hand.

The injury on the leg was not serious, but the gurgling blood soaked the brocade robe in an instant, which was quite frightening.

Bleeding and pain are the most sobering.

Xie Xiangying's body fell on the couch, his eyes stared blankly at the tassels hanging on the couch.He had a smile on his face, thankfully the carnival Gu had nothing to do with him.

He is like a person dancing on the tip of a knife in shackles. He is obviously controlled by others, but he is desperately trying to gain freedom.

The dagger under the pillow was left by Xie Yin when he slept in the main hall, and it was Xie Yin's favorite dagger.Ling Lang put the dagger under his pillow to remind himself that he should not lose his defense in his sleep. Only the people in Tongyou Palace would know about this.

"tell me your name."

Ling Lang asked him, he wanted to know the real name of this person.It wasn't Xie Yin, nor anything else, but the real name of the soul who descended from the sky and lived with him for ten years.

Xie Xiangying's eyes were a little blurred, his lips were opened, and he wanted to speak, but he quickly passed out due to excessive blood loss.

"Serving the doctor, serving the doctor, what about the accompanying imperial physician!"

Ling Lang shouted loudly, covering Xie Xiangying's leg injury with his hands.

His hands were covered with blood, his eyes were filled with panic that he had never seen before, and his heart was filled with regret. He shouldn't have tried this person, why did he need to do so.

As early as the moment Luo Yuezhu stained this person with blood, he should have known that this person was him.

The face of the person on the couch was pale, as if it would break if touched.Ling Lang stared blankly at the fainted person in front of him, as if he had made a mistake and was at a loss what to do.

The person he wants to keep the most, why can't he keep him.

The moment he lost consciousness, Xie Xiangying thought he was going to die again, but when he woke up, the pain in his leg told him that he was still alive.

It is better to die than to live.

He was also impulsive. It would be great if he stabbed Ling Lang that night, but he just couldn't bear it.

"you're awake."

Xie Xiangying raised his eyes and saw Sun Liangyu standing beside him.

"good……"

Xie Xiangying wanted to speak, but suddenly remembered that he was a mute, so he could only swallow the word "Liangyu" that came out of his mouth.

Sun Liangyu looked at Xie Xiangying and said, "You are the first one who has come close to His Majesty to survive."

For those who imitate Xie Yin and get close to him, Ling Lang will never show mercy.Seeing Ling Lang hugging Xie Xiangyu last night, Sun Liangyu thought that he was going to collect the body overnight again, but he didn't realize that Ling Lang valued this person so much that he didn't do anything cruel.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

Xie Xiangying got up from the couch in a daze and leaned against the bed rail.He glanced at Sun Liangyu, and always felt that the man's frowning expression was slightly sad.I don't know if it's because of worrying too much over the years.

Seeing that Xie Xiangying was about to get up, Sun Liangyu reminded: "Be honest, instead of doing things for your master, it is better to follow His Majesty. You have only been stabbed, and others will not even survive."

Seeing that Xie Xiangying did not speak, he poured a cup of tea from the table and handed it over.

Xie Xiangying looked up at Sun Liangyu, as if he wanted to find his lost three years from Sun Liangyu's face.

Sun Liangyu was baffled by Xie Xiangying's undisguised exploration. The waiter who fell down with Xie Xiangying was questioned as soon as he came out of the temple early this morning.Sun Liangyu wondered why the person on the couch was only stabbed by Ling Lang but not convicted.

How is he different.

Xie Xiangying stared at Sun Liangyu, and Sun Liangyu was also looking at Xie Xiangying.

Sensing that Xie Xiangying seemed to have something to say, Sun Liangyu thoughtfully prepared a pen and paper to Xie Xiangying's hand.

"Your Majesty said that you can't speak, so just write down what you have to say."

Xie Xiangying picked up a pen and wrote down what he wanted to say on the paper.

"Your word is the ugliest I have ever seen."

Sun Liangyu said while watching.

Apart from Xie Yin, there are people in the Northern Qi who have such ugly handwriting, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be unbelievable.Everyone in the world says that their writing is like their own people, but these two people look like dogs, but their writing is uglier than the other, which completely breaks this old saying.

In order to avoid his handwriting being recognized by others, Xie Xiangying deliberately changed a little, never thought it would be so ugly.If it is ugly, it is ugly, as long as you can understand it.

After reading what Xie Xiangying wrote on the paper, Sun Liangyu said helplessly, "I can't let you go. Your Majesty has ordered you to stay alive in Nanling Temple."

Xie Xiangying tilted his head, thinking about the meaning of Sun Liangyu's words, did Ling Lang intend to trap him in the back mountain.

The two were relatively silent when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Director Sun."

It was Ruby's voice.

Xie Xiangying heard the sound and stretched his neck to look in the direction of the gate.

Sun Liangyu opened the door, and indeed it was Hongyu who came over with breakfast.

"Morning Manager Sun, Your Majesty asked me to serve this young master."

There was a slight smile on Hongyu's face, her haggard face was like a dead heart, this smile was very forced.

"Go."

Sun Liangyu closed the door, and was even more puzzled for a moment. This Hongyu was Xie Yin's personal maid. After Xie Yin died, Ling Lang left Hongyu in Tongyou Hall to clean the east and west side halls.Why did you suddenly bring someone here to serve a secret agent.

Xie Xiang greeted Hongyu with an uncontrollable soft smile on his face.

His red jade looks more beautiful, and he is slimmer, but he is a little too thin, and this girl still looks good after eating fat.

Hongyu put the breakfast on the table one by one, tidied it up and went to Xie Xiangying's bedside to raise her hand and saluted, saying: "Slave Hongyu is the servant girl who will serve you in the future. If you need to buy something for Qingjing Zhai, you can tell me slave."

Her expression was dull, her voice was cold, completely different from the dexterity and gentleness of the past.

Seeing Hongyu's appearance, Xie Xiangying felt very distressed for a moment, that little girl who always couldn't stop smiling, turned out to be like this now.

"red……"

Xie Xiangying raised his hand, Hongyu immediately knelt under the couch, waiting for orders.

Xie Xiangying saw Hongyu kneeling proficiently, and felt even more uncomfortable. When this girl was following him, she never even did rough work. When had she ever knelt down in front of someone?

"What are your orders, son?"

Ruby asked in a low voice.

Xie Xiangying died for three years, during these three years, Hongyu never showed a sincere smile on her face.Her joy, her Qiji all went with the man from Xibiandian.These years, Ling Lang treated her very well, never sent her out of the palace, and never asked her to serve others.She was very unwilling to send someone to pick her up last night, but after thinking about it, Xie Yin is already dead, so it doesn't matter who she serves.

She is just a servant girl, serving people is her mission.

Xie Xiangying picked up the pen and wanted to write something, but felt that what he wrote would be seen by others, so he dipped the ink and drew two circles on the paper, and added a few thin dots.

Hongyu looked at Xie Xiangying's painting, and opened her eyes wide when the painting was finished with the last stroke.

"Sir?"

Xie Xiangying smiled lightly, and wanted to reach out to touch Hongyu's jet-black hair, but felt that this action was frivolous, so he just put his hand on the pearl hairpin in Hongyu's hair, and straightened the crooked plain silver hairpin.

The shock in Hongyu's eyes was beyond words, she couldn't believe that this person was Xie Yin, yet she saw with her own eyes such a painting that only Xie Yin could draw.

The light in her eyes gradually returned, and she watched Xie Xiangying's eyes change from shock to surprise.Like a dream, she seemed to have had a big dream for three years, and it was only today that she truly woke up.

Xie Xiangying put his index finger to his lips, indicating that they were not the only ones here.

Hongyu understood, immediately lowered her head and said: "Your Majesty ordered the servants to bring the meals from the palace, so you can use some."

Her voice trembled a little, and Hongyu was so excited that she was almost speechless.

Xie Xiangying pointed to his legs, with a helpless smile on his face.Seeing this, Hongyu hurriedly moved a low table from the couch on one side, and put the breakfast on the low table one by one.

There are many types of breakfast, such as soup noodles, rice porridge, meat dishes such as broiled mutton cut into small pieces for easy eating, duck legs, a plate of plum soufflé and a plate of cold cakes.

Ling Lang personally ordered this thing to be prepared, and Hongyu was still a little confused when she prepared it, but now she understands most of it.

Seeing that the two of them got along fairly well, Sun Liangyu felt uncomfortable for a moment.He couldn't help sighing that the people on the couch didn't know how to be seductive, it's fine if they weren't strangled to death by Ling Lang, even Xie Yin's maid could take care of them.

Feeling very depressed, Sun Liangyu simply stopped waiting, turned around and opened the door to the courtyard.

A gust of cold wind came over, and people couldn't help but stretch out their hands to cover their neckline.

Outside the courtyard, a waiter in white was kneeling under the steps holding a candlestick.

The wind in the early winter season is merciless, blowing on people like a knife.The man was only wearing thin clothes, with wax tears streaming down his hands.

Neither cold nor heat tastes good.

This waiter was the person Ling Lang specially ordered to deal with in the morning, and there was no major punishment, just let this person kneel for four hours holding the candlestick, and then deal with him when he could kneel down.

Most of Ling Lang's methods of dealing with people are cruel and quick, and the blood should be seen immediately.

When the waiter saw Sun Liangyu leaving the room, his eyes kept falling on Sun Liangyu, expecting someone to come over.

Seeing that this person had something to say, Sun Liangyu approached him a little bit.

"Chief."

"Let you hold the candlestick over your head, and then higher."

Sun Liangyu's voice was a bit colder than the winter wind. His natural appearance was cold, his brows were far away, and he had a strong bookish air.Not like a servant, but more like a civil servant beside Ling Lang.

The servant pouted aggrievedly, raised the candlestick in his hand above his head, and the falling wax tears burned his brows tightly.

Sun Liangyu saw that the man's back was straight and he never said "pain", so he opened his lips and asked him, "What did you want to say just now?"

Seeing Sun Liangyu, the servant seemed to be relieved, and saw hope in his eyes for a moment.

"I, Su Yuan, want to ask the manager for introduction. If I wait for a high position in the future, I will never forget the manager's support and support."

Su Yuan's eyes were extremely bright, and his desire for gold and silver power was undisguised.

He is an orphan taken in by the former lamp holder of Nanling Temple, and he has spent eighteen years in this temple.A waiter is always a waiter, no matter how good he is, he is just a lamp bearer guarding the ice-cold statue.He didn't want to waste his youth doing trivial things like lighting lamps and cleaning all day long.

Ling Lang's favorite, Su Yuan, was bought at a high price of silver, and he dressed up carefully yesterday in order to catch Ling Lang's eyes and look back, so as to have a chance to leave the Nanling Temple.I never thought that all the calculations would be disrupted by the dumb.

Sun Liangyu's eyes fell on Su Yuan for a moment.He hadn't seen such a person for a long time. There are many old foxes who hide their secrets in the front and back palaces, and there are very few superficial and beautiful idiots like Su Yuan.

"You look for me, but you can't go to the road to the front."

Sun Liangyu's eyes drooped slightly, he was an eunuch, although he spoke in front of Ling Lang, he had no right to decide the appointment of officials in the court.

Su Yuan immediately put down the candlestick in his hand and knocked his head on the ground.

"The villain knows that he is stupid. There is no way forward. Any way is fine. As long as he can leave the Nanling Temple, the villain is willing to follow the lead of the boss."

Su Yuan's words were extremely sincere, Sun Liangyu thought for a moment, then opened his lips and said: "If you can hold this candlestick for four hours, I will give you a way."

"real!"

Su Yuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly lifted the candlestick up again.

Sun Liangyu smiled, didn't say anything more, just bypassed Su Yuan and left the courtyard.He didn't believe that someone could hold the candlestick and kneel for four hours, that is Xie Yin in the past, kneeling for two hours was the limit, let alone holding the candlestick.

Xie Xiangying didn't eat at night, but in the morning he had a satisfying breakfast and saw the red jade he had been thinking about, so he felt quite happy for a while.

Hongyu changed Xie Xiangying's medicine, and while washing the blood-stained muslin, she told in detail what happened in the past three years.

Back then when Xie Xiangying died suddenly, the entire Xie family mourned.According to what Xie Xiangying mentioned before, if one day he dies of illness, he must be buried as soon as possible.The body was put into the coffin on the second day, and it was to be buried on the third day.

Unexpectedly, on the third day, Ling Lang returned with the victory, and this trip was regarded as leveling the Jianjia Palace where he had won so much.Chai Yi died under the knife, and the Jingsheng nobles were also captured one by one.

The man came back with good news, and heard the news of Xie Xiangying's death as soon as he entered the city gate.

The elite soldiers escorting Ling Lang back to Northern Qi surrounded the Xie Mansion without resting.

As soon as the funeral procession passed Taiping Street, they were stopped by someone led by Ling Lang, who wanted to open the coffin for an autopsy.

"Then, have you tested it?"

Xie Xiangying listened carefully, seeing Hongyu stop, he asked a question.

"Second Young Master was escorting the coffin. It's a shame that the coffin was snatched away after he was no match for thousands of elite soldiers."

Thinking of the scene that day, Hongyu couldn't help but frowned.She usually sees Ling Lang in Tongyou Hall, and when his young master is around, Ling Lang always has a smile in his eyes.It was different that day, the eyes of the man on the horse were so red that they were dripping blood, he was staring at the coffin, his whole body was full of hostility, like a ghost from hell, making people shudder.

His stern eyebrows and eyes could not distinguish between joy and sorrow, and the word "open the coffin" was coldly uttered from his thin lips.

The ax fell on the coffin, splitting the face of Xie's family and the hearts of all those who had received Xie Yin's favor.

Mo Linquan, who was standing beside Xie Hengyun, was burning with anger. Just as he was about to make a move, he was pushed to the ground by the guards beside Ling Lang. He could only watch the coffin being opened with his own eyes.

Mr. Xie's family had clearly passed away, but the man said that Xie Yin never left, and took the body to Tongyou Hall.

It's so absurd, but it's happening in front of your eyes.

After Hongyu finished speaking, she looked up at Xie Xiangying and asked, "Master, is it really you?"

Her eyes were in a trance, and she couldn't help but shed tears.She was afraid that what happened today was just a dream, and when she woke up, only the gorgeous and cold coffin in the west side hall was left.

There are four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter in a year, without Xie Yin, she doesn't know who to remind to add clothes in winter.

"Silly girl, no one but me knows that you have eaten that sprouted winter potato."

Xie Xiangying had a smile on his face, even though it was not the same face, the gentle and bright smile was the same as before.

"Son..."

Hongyu dropped the fine cloth in her hand and flew to the side of the couch.The person sat on the ground, buried his face in the hanging brocade quilt, weeping uncontrollably.The grievances and thoughts of the past few days are all in silence.

Xie Xiangying patted Hongyu's back lightly with his hand.

It turned out that someone in this world really shed tears for him.

There was a little more coolness on the back of the hand, Xie Xiangying looked at the tears that fell and shattered in an instant, and the eyes that were originally smiling became more tired.

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