Fuck you

"Mingyue is back, you guys go back too." Qian Mo followed up at some point, his white clothes lined his brows with light eyebrows, and his smile was warm, "Don't stand there stupidly, I have already told the little boy to inform Emperor Qinghua, lest you I have to explain the ins and outs when I go back."

Mingyuegui accepted the kindness calmly: "Good buddy, you are the only one who is willing to help me."

The attitude was calm enough, but Qian Mo's heart ached when he heard it.Originally, I wanted to say something, but seeing Mingyue Gui's smiling face, I couldn't say anything.

He felt that the other party was a water clam lurking at the bottom of the river. What was left to others was always a beautiful and hard shell. The soft and white clam meat was shrunk in the shell. The peeping person squeezed blood hard.

Therefore, he just stroked Mingyuegui's head comfortingly, and called Shaoshang, who was waiting far away by the roadside and staring at Mingyuegui, to come over, and dragged them into Medicine Valley.

As the sun gradually set, the grass and trees were all dyed golden, and when Taniguchi was so still that he could only hear the singing of birds, it was only after the return of the bright moon that he belatedly thought of his cousin who had been by his side all the time.

Ming Ronglan stared intently at a bird pecking a hole in a tree trunk, twirling the tassels with her fingers once and for all, no matter his expression or standing posture, he was extremely relaxed, that's how relaxed, Mingyue Gui Instead, I don't know what to do.

"...Brother." He tentatively whispered, "Shall we go?"

Ming Ronglan casually asked, "Where are you going?"

"Ziwei Palace."

There was no answer after this sentence, Ming Ronglan raised her head, her eyes seemed to nail the woodpecker bird to the tree, and then used the small hooks flying out of the eyes to hang the bird in front of the tree hole for public display .

"Brother? Are you okay?"

Mingyue Gui waited for a long time without any response, so she had to stretch out her hand to pull the other party's arm.

Before his fingers touched Bai Ruxue's sleeve, the back of his hand was slapped hard.

Ming Ronglan pushed Mingyuegui's hand away, turning her head to stare at her younger brother who made her feel at ease all day: "Mingyue, you have already been kicked out, where else can we go?"

His voice trembled, and his eyes seemed sad, troubled, desperate, and melancholy. They were so deep and complicated that Ming Yuegui had never seen before, except that he was not angry.

This is not the first time I have seen this kind of look in Mingyuegui. After Mingchen’s birthday banquet, Jiang Sui broke into the door with a peach of hearts, and he also looked at him condescendingly with this kind of look. Maybe the mixed emotions in it are different, but the missing That part can be clearly seen without careful distinction.

Ming Ronglan rubbed her eyes, her voice was much quieter than before: "Mingyue, I'm asking you something, and you can answer me honestly, okay?"

"Row."

"At Ziwei Palace this morning, do you really want to kill Jiang Gong?"

"I……"

Recalling the feeling at that time now, there is a sense of trance as if it happened in the previous life. The actions of both myself and Jiang Gong are blurred in the memory, and it takes a long time to search to remember the reason for the conflict.

Do you want to kill Jiang Gong?

Ming Yuegui asked himself this, and then, he found sadly that this was not a question sentence at all, but an affirmative sentence.

"……Yes."

He quickly looked away, and there was a cold and hard sword hilt mark in the palm of his tightly clenched hand.Just as the remaining rationality at that time could not prevent the mysterious ghost energy from dominating the soul, now that he is sober, he cannot give a negative answer openly.

Ming Ronglan's gaze shifted from Mingyue Gui's downcast eyes to the silver hairpin on top of his hair. After a moment's fixation, he raised his head and saw a gray-brown falcon hovering around the floating clouds in the sky. He looked at it for a while, and the sound Gently floated down from above: "Mingyue, are you... are you hiding something from me? You were not like this before."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, his gaze was fixed on Ming Yuegui's face again.

The two have always been very casual when no one else is around. Like all brothers, the number of times they have even quarreled in the past century is only a handful.

But Mingyue Gui would rather his cousin quarrel with him, scold him bloody, even beat him up, it's better than the depressing atmosphere where the two of them are strange enough to make people feel flustered.

The air seemed to freeze, and the faces of both of them were not very good. This kind of conversation was cruel and tormenting for them. Mingyue Gui's fingers started to get cold again not long after he warmed up. He was a little out of breath, and wanted to end this quickly. conversation.

"Brother, I'm sorry." He raised his head and met those eyes that were still full of expectation, "I just couldn't get angry, and he provoked me in front of so many people?"

The expectation in Ming Ronglan's eyes suddenly dissipated: "So you want to kill him?"

"I..." I was at a loss for words, completely unable to explain.Ming Ronglan didn't know that the mysterious ghost energy in his body had begun to erupt, and this matter that was enough to draw a Chu River Han boundary between Ming Yuegui and normal people was so hard to talk about.

It seems that as soon as he said it, he would lose all bargaining chips that could stay in Bai Ze, and become the monster that everyone detested in the mouth of his aunt. to be alienated, to be rejected, to be forgotten.

And whether this "everyone" would include Ming Ronglan, he didn't even dare to think about it.

Therefore, Mingyuegui would rather be intoxicated for a while: "Blame me for being impulsive, I just wanted to shut him up, I didn't think so much..."

His voice became lower and lower, because Ming Ronglan's eyes went from disbelief to astonishment, and then from astonishment to loss, it only took a short sentence.

It was as if he had already thought of the answer, but still wanted to hear Ming Yuegui say it himself.

Ming Yuegui panicked, subconsciously went to find Ming Ronglan's hand.

Ming Ronglan's hand was a little colder than before, and it was like a stone in the palm of her hand. She carefully closed her fingers, but instead of being comforted, she became more and more flustered: "Brother, don't do this, I promise it won't happen in the future, I will change, I really change, you believe me, can you do it, the last time, I swear."

When I go back, I will find Master Qinghua, no matter what the cost, he will immediately seal the Xuanming Ghost Qi.

Ming Ronglan looked at the red corners of his eyes, and could see the panic at a glance.

He hesitated for a while, but it was only for a moment, and then he took out the aching hand held by Mingyuegui, smiled and touched the other person's head: "Mingyue, I heard you say that 300 years ago, I believe it, But what happened?"