Miao Jiangke

Qiu Yangui lifted his robe and sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, staring at the rippling pond in a daze.

Sure enough, it is similar to what he thought, this Gu can't restrict him too much, as long as he avoids the so-called condition of "betrayal of the Silence Pavilion", then it won't be poisonous.

It's just a pity...he still has to live and die with Feng Dong.

Fortunately, he still has some time to make up for the previous regrets, so Qiu Yangui's eyes are empty.

The late autumn wind blew up the broken hair on his forehead, Qiu Yangui randomly picked up a stone and threw it into the pond, the startled fish ran wild.

In fact, he shouldn't have been like this when he was dying.

He should simply bury that feeling in the loess without giving any response, and after everything is over...the young master will always forget the day.

But Qiu Yangui didn't want to continue to deceive himself.

I don't want to restrain myself anymore.

Now that the matter has come to this, he and the young master have already... Qiu Yangui touched his red ears.

"Yan Gui, you are not indifferent." The young master's chuckle sounded in his mind.

——The implication of his "not indifferent" is that... the young master is interested in him.

The affection hidden in the details on weekdays gradually surfaced, Qiu Yangui's eyes flickered, and an unusual smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

The lingering rhyme of the ripples in the pond was still there, and the ripples became shallower and shallower. Qiu Yangui lowered his eyes, subconsciously raised his hand and shook the silver bell around his waist twice.

"Dingling—" the silver bell rang suddenly.

Qiu Yangui's pupils shrank, and he immediately pinched the silver bell, but the sound did not stop. He looked down, his originally tense brows and eyes slowly relaxed, and the light gentleness stained his clear eyes. eye.

It's not the bell that doesn't ring itself, but the small and delicate silver goose that makes the noise.

It will ring, it belongs only to Qiu Yangui's silver bell.

——like the young master's response to him.

Qiu Yangui suddenly had an impulse in his heart, he wanted to see the young master, he wanted to hug him tightly, he wanted to bury him in the other's neck, he wanted to blend into the other's flesh and blood.

I thought... never to be separated.

If possible, he would rather become an ignorant puppet, as long as he can be by the young master's side.

Even if there will always be someone to replace it in the future.

Qiu Yangui's eyes dimmed, he tightly squeezed the silver bell around his waist, then he got up suddenly, and walked towards the young master's study.

He wanted to leave at least something behind before leaving.

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There was a naive green-capped parrot standing on the pole outside the study, Qiu Yangui couldn't help but go up and tease it, and walked towards the study with it in the palm of his hand.

The guard on duty at the door glanced at him casually, and then suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed suddenly.

Qiu Yangui looked at him, and took the initiative to stop, "Is the young master in the house? Please inform me."

The hidden guard and his colleagues looked at each other, showing a little flustered, he stammered, "Return, return to the Lord, Young Master, the young master, he, he..."

Seeing the dark guard's embarrassed expression, Qiu Yangui's expression changed slightly, and he squinted suspiciously. He glanced around and found that there was no shadow of Ying Shi.

He stood here for a long time, and there was no movement in it. His eyes were fixed, his voice cooled down, and he unconsciously revealed a bit of oppression as a leader at the beginning. His eyes were sharp, "You just say it's okay, the young master is now where?"

The hidden guard shouldn't have said anything, but Ying Shi had specifically instructed him not to set up defenses against him. He pondered for a moment before whispering, "...Young Master is now at Wangchuan Street, Xiuchun Building."

Qiu Yangui's expression turned cold in an instant, he gently put the parrot back on the pole, and strode out.

Seeing this, several hidden guards looked at each other and stepped up, hurriedly trying to follow him, but Qiu Yangui suddenly stopped, looking back with a cold light at the end of his eyes, and said in a commanding tone, "Don't follow."

This assassin usually doesn't show any signs of dew, but this sudden change is really shocking.

The group had to stop.

The hidden guard didn't dare to delay, he frowned and said humanely to his side, "Quick, tell the young master immediately."

"Yes."

Qiu Yangui was also too angry, forgot his current situation, carried Guixu and went out aggressively, all the way unimpeded.

Xiuchun Tower is the first brothel in Miaojiang, a land of flowers and willows.

It's really good, I just expressed my heart to him yesterday, and here comes a surprise.

Qiu Yangui's eyes were full of coldness, which overlapped with the expression he had when he assassinated Zuo Qingyue.

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Xiuchun Building, Accord.

Zuo Qingyue leaned on the bed with an indifferent expression, and from time to time he twirled a pastry and threw it into his mouth. The beautiful faces of the two piano teachers and students in front of him gave him a shy look.

Young Master Zuo's expression remained unchanged, and he even stared at the two with a smile on his face, as if he was very interested.

But he was really interested, and was also surprised that "Shu Yu Ge" dared to provoke him again and again. Not surprisingly, these two men had a sharp knife hidden in their sleeves that could kill him, and they were looking for opportunities.

"Buyu Pavilion" knows that such clumsy methods can't hurt him, but still jumps in front of him, what is the plan...

Zuo Qingyue tilted his head, his eyes showed a cold light, suddenly, the door was knocked twice urgently.

"Come in." He said lightly.

Yingshi walked in hurriedly, the qin master also stopped playing the piano, he whispered a few words in the young master's ear, Zuo Qingyue's expression froze and his pupils shrank.

The door that had just been gently closed just now was kicked open forcefully, hitting the wall with a muffled "bang", Zuo Qingyue straightened up inconspicuously, and raised his eyes to look at the door.

Qiu Yangui stood outside the door with a saber in his hand, his gaze passed over the two luthiers who were pale with fright, and then quietly looked at Zuo Qingyue who was leaning on the couch.

Zuo Qingyue was startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, and waved his hand to signal the luthier to step back.

The two pretty luthiers looked at each other, a dark light flashed in their eyes, and then they bowed and bowed and retreated.

Ying Shi walked towards the door calmly, and closed the door carefully for them.

The house fell silent.

"Listen to a little song, why are you jealous?" Zuo Qingyue spoke slowly, looking at him with leisure, got up and walked towards the assassin.

Qiu Yangui pursed his lips and took a step back, and said coldly, "I don't know if Yangui's move was overstepped.

It was rare for the assassin to show some strength, he stared into Zuo Qingyue's eyes, and asked every word.

"I don't know what is the wild goose return in the heart of the young master?"

It's rare for Qiu Yangui to show his sharpness in front of him, this look really makes people like it even more.

"Husband." Zuo Qingyue raised her lips, intentionally bewitching her with a warm voice, and looked at Qiu Yangui's ears that suddenly turned red.

Qiu Yangui turned his head and didn't want to look at him, he seemed a little tired, he sighed softly, "Young master, you..."

Zuo Qingyue's gaze softened little by little, and he stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms.

There was no teasing or teasing in the tone this time, it was a faintly solemn whisper, "...it's my sweetheart.

He spoke very slowly, and said word by word, "Yan Gui, I am happy with you."

You have difficulties to express, wait until Feng Dong solves the secret technique...

"When the dust settles, I'll take you to see Miao Jiang." Zuo Qingyue was so rare, there was only seriousness in his eyes, his tone was low and it was a promise.

——This time, I will take you to have a good look at Miao Jiang.

Qiu Yangui's subconscious struggle suddenly stopped, his body froze, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Immediately, the bitterness spread to the root of the tongue and poured into the heart.

Young Master Zuo slightly raised his eyebrows, looked down at the assassin's bewildered face after his sternness faded away, deliberately smiled and asked in a low voice, "Why, don't you let me touch you?"

"Give it up." Qiu Yangui's martial arts seemed to be malfunctioning, looking at the young master's smiling face, he couldn't help but look away, but his eyes were slightly red, and he whispered, "...you can touch it as you like."

——As long as it is the young master, he is willing.

What he wanted to see was not Miao Jiang, but the young master's Miao Jiang.

The person he loves is not the young master of Miao Jiang, but the undisguised Zuo Qingyue who promised him in front of him.

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Things have been crowded together recently, and the three times are relatively busy, and I have to take a driver's license test (?????_?????), and the normal update will resume in about mid-July or earlier.

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