The ancient dragon embankment of Ruoshui Three Thousand

Wu Xie entered the room, but was slightly surprised to see Gu Qianyue staring at the things in her hand with a desolate and lonely expression:

"What is His Majesty looking at so engrossed?"

Gu Qianyue was startled when she heard the words, and when she saw who was coming, her face suddenly became hot, and then she joked:

"It's you, are you here to take refuge? Don't worry, I will intercede for you on the priest's side."

"Uh! You're amazing. Thank you...thank you, heh, it's really right to look for you." Wu Xie smiled awkwardly, but her eyes were fixed on the object in Gu Qianyue's hand, which was a black and ghostly piece. Yu, many pictures popped up in Wu Xie's mind in an instant, piercing the hazy memory, the snow-covered Gongga Mountain, the mighty Wannian Glacier, the nine-headed owl beast that has been imprisoned for thousands of years, and the beast carving warm in Kurosawa Yunzi. Jade……

"That's... the nine-headed black jade carving, the tear of the dragon?" Wu Xie couldn't help exclaiming.

"How do you know each other?" Gu Qianyue was obviously more surprised than Wu Xie. This thing has never been shown in front of people since it was in his hands. It's just a coincidence that I bumped into it today, so it's impossible to see it at a glance. Clear, let alone know its origin?Gu Qianyue's eyes were full of strong doubts, but her mouth did not hide it:

"That's right, it's this thing."

Wu Xie stared at the jade carving in his hand, with mixed feelings for a moment, now that he thought about it, was the man in the image he saw in front of the cliff that day actually Sikong Chi?The deeper Qilin's affection for Sikong Chi became, the more frightened he became. It turned out that he had always thought that this tenderness belonged to him, and it turned out that the throbbing momentary touch between his lips that he had been reminiscing about was all his wishful thinking. ?Could it be that what Zhuo Linyu wanted to tell him, the secret that Poker-Face tried so hard to hide, was actually another love in his heart?So, what is he, and what is Wu Xie?A passer-by, or a substitute with the same blood as his real lover?He stared blankly at Heiyu in a daze, as if all the blood in his body was flowing backwards in an instant, crazily impacting on the disordered meridians blocking the way, fighting wildly and clamoring for the disillusionment of the dream.

"You...how do you have this piece of jade...cough cough..." Suddenly, a fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat, accompanied by a sharp cough. This awakening made his breathing more and more difficult, and Wu Xie opened his mouth wide. He wanted to inhale more air, but found that he was powerless, until the feeling of suffocation flooded again, every blood vessel in the body seemed to be blocked by this feeling of suffocation, and the figure in front of him gradually blurred, Blurred to the point of darkness...

……

The room was quiet, Wu Xie opened his eyes, and a burst of sandalwood refreshed his heart.In a blink of an eye, there is Qilin's tired side face, eyes lightly closed under the shadow of long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, thin lips... everything seems to have returned to a dream, but unfortunately it is just a flashy dream .

Hearing the sound, Qilin opened his eyes and looked at the person on the bed, but the next moment, the brilliance in his eyes was replaced by darkness, because when he saw Chi's eyes, they were filled with ice-cold, so cold that his body and mind were instantly shattered. Frozen into icicles.

"Hey." Her thin lips parted slightly, but she didn't know what to say.

"Don't call me Chi, I'm not Sikong Chi. You... go out..." The still cold words echoed Wu Xie's still cold face, and at the same time, his heart had already dropped to freezing point.

Turning her head away from looking at the lonely and desolate figure that disappeared at the door, Wu Xie's heart was not really numb. She just said to protect him, but hurt him again.Is he being selfish?Will this make Qilin not love Sikong Chi?If the answer is yes, what differentiates him from the villain?If the answer is no, is it worth it?The pain in his heart was so painful that he couldn't think of it. Everything in the dream was awakened in his hazy vision. He really wanted to stretch out his arms to hug that person again, but he couldn't summon up the courage.

"Are you finally awake?" Gu Qianyue had already stood in front of the bed at some point, and Wu Xie was so caught up in her anger that she didn't notice it at all. A touch of bitterness swayed on her lips, and she wiped away the tears that were about to dry up at the corners of her eyes, barely holding on. Say hello to your weak body.

"Without outsiders, there is no need for etiquette between us." Gu Qianyue reached out to support his body, feeling a little helpless:

"Hey! Why are you doing this? The imperial doctor said that it was stagnation that caused the wheezing. Is there some knot in your heart? I said earlier that I will not let you follow in our footsteps. I want you to live happily. You But..." Gu Qianyue paused at this point, seeing the other party's face distorted by pain, she had to swallow the following words back into her stomach, and after thinking for a while, she continued to ask:

"Hey, how do you recognize 'Fierce Dragon's Tears'?"

"Because... I'm not Sikong Chi at all," Wu Xie raised his head, gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with a calm and firm light, "I'm... Wu Xie."

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The gentle warmth from the palm made Wu Xie fall into deep thought.For some reason, he suddenly felt very tired playing Sikong Chi, so tired that he no longer wanted to investigate any truth.He told Gu Qianyue everything about him, whether he believed it or not, he wanted to be himself again.Gu Qianyue's sympathetic exclamation still echoes in her ears: "There is such a thing, no wonder you have changed a lot, so it's not amnesia. Wu Xie, even if I can trust you, can Qilin accept it?" Yes, He can't accept it, the body he occupies is no longer the heart that loves each other, no one can accept such a blow! "Please, don't tell him." This is probably the only thing I can do for him.

Looking at the black jade in his hand again, Wu Xie was filled with emotion.It turned out that Xiaolong, who was sad and lonely at that time, fell into the cliché of the mortal world, and his grief was nothing more than death, but his grief was only a thread of longing. Even after thousands of years, he still waited for the opportunity to see him for the last time. It doesn't hesitate to be wiped out.He suddenly felt sympathetic to Xiaolong. If it were him, would he be willing to do the same?

Gu Qianyue's words still linger in her ears for a long time.Wu Xie also finally understood the truth behind his sad mask.He and Xiaolong had been in love for a long time, but he didn't want his younger brother Gu Qianchen to lose his nature due to jealousy and become crazy and terrifying. Under an established conspiracy, his mother and younger brother Chen forced him to succeed him and marry him. Wife, continue the royal incense, and force him to make an oath to kill Xiaolong, an evildoer, to eliminate future troubles. He couldn't bear to see his beloved lose his life, so he asked Qilin to play a play with him, hoping that Xiaolong could cut off his feelings. , Returning to Lingshan.

At that moment, Wu Xie seemed to see the scene in the illusion again: a thin layer of mist gradually covered the top of the cold pool, and vaguely floating figures appeared in the mist.The young man in brocade clothes has a jade-like face, lying on his side in the silk brocade tent, and the man in Tsing Yi beside him is heroic and cold as an iceberg, but he is melted away by the sunny smile like the spring breeze in April, his calm black eyes Slightly drooping, gently annotating the smooth and rosy face in front of him, the flames of admiration in the dead eyes, touching two hearts that are close to each other... Outside the tent, the man in black shirt stood for a long time, lingering in the purple pupil With the faint light, two gentle figures are reflected in it, gradually swallowed by the misty purple light in the eyes... It turns out that it is actually a sad memory hidden in the "tears of the dragon".

Wu Xie doesn't understand, Xiaolong is an ancient beast, even if he falls in love, he won't lose his judgment easily, but why does he believe in this memory so deeply?He didn't finally understand until after listening to Gu Qianyue's explanation.Before Xiaolong, Gu Qianyue had always loved Qilin, and this love had been buried in the deepest part of his heart, until Qilin inexplicably accepted Sikong Chi, and he also decided to let go of this relationship and change it to sincere blessings. We all know that he gave all his feelings without complaint or regret, but he still didn't choose to believe in his lover. His bleak heart outside the tent covered reason ruthlessly, turned sadness into sin, and when the mist in his eyes condensed into liquid droplets , turned into a lovesickness stone, the radiance of Heiyao was faintly cold, but also attached with a touch of tears.

"Wu Xie, please take Black Jade to find him, and tell him that I have never broken the agreement with him, and I will go to him when everything is settled. I have no one to trust now. He left, but I regret it Yes, I love my mother and brother Chen, I chose them, I chose Jiangshan, but now I find that if I lose him, what is the meaning of everything? Today, every minute and every second is suffering, frozen for the sake of responsibility I can't do it anymore with my own heart. Wu Xie, please... help me..." This was the last thing Gu Qianyue said to Wu Xie when he was parting, but Wu Xie never expected that this was actually theirs. The last long conversation between.

Because at that moment, the black shadow outside the door was fleeting, as if there was a destiny in the dark, the god of destiny, sometimes it would make people heartbroken...