Xin Bai smiled self-deprecatingly, the coldness at the bottom of his eyes widened, and a layer of frost shrouded his face: "It's because there is no answer that I have to move forward." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Rather than living like a headless fly, and not knowing the end, it is better to gamble this life and find the answer. Even if you can't find the end, you probably won't regret it. ”

The eldest grandson Yuru's eyes turned a little red.

She had heard many people's reasons for stepping into the chess game. It's fame, or profit, or love, or just to save your life.

But no one ever told her that the reason was just to find an answer. Or even just looking for an answer that may not even exist.

Moths to the fire. It was not the candle flame that was extinguished, but the sun of Xihe.

The wings are too fragile, and the sun is too bright. The obsession is heavy, so it is almost "heroic".

"What are you looking for?" the eldest grandson Yuru murmured softly.

"Alive the answer. The smile on Xin Bai's lips was gentle, and every word he said made people's hearts beat.

"Just trying to find out why I'm alive. In the eyes of the world, there are too many answers to this question, but for me, there is no solution. If I hadn't been born, my mother wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have been driven to this point myself. Living with a mask every day, I almost forgot my original name, but if I breathe a little louder, I may be trampled to death at any time. What is the noble bloodline, what is the nobility of Jiuding, in the end it is just a mouse in the ditch, hidden in the sun forever. ”

Xin Bai's face is simple, and the mountains and rivers between his eyebrows are long. However, in the eyes of the eldest grandson Yuru, it was a despair that had been incomprehensible for more than 20 years and was close to numbness.

The human heart is too fragile in the end.

Time wears away all ambition and tenderness. In the long confusion and confusion, the obsession like a golden stone will also be distorted and deformed.

More than 20 years of confusion, more than 20 years of hesitation, more than 20 years of seeking solutions and suffering.

It is enough to wear a drop of water and a stone to pierce the heart to decay.

Fighting the fire is not because of the temptation of the sun, but because of the bottom of the heart of the moth, there is already a will to die.

On the cheek of the eldest grandson Yuru, a tear rolled down quietly.

Tears dripped down the stone pavement, and with a light sound, it was so hot that it melted away a few inches of autumn frost.

Xin Bai turned his head slightly, and looked at the eldest grandson Yuru meaningfully: "The dispute between Lu and Gao, others can't see it, but as the eldest grandson's military advisor, I'm afraid that you already have a premonition: the real target of this game is the eldest grandson." The big change is coming, the bones are full of white bones in one day, the grievances are settled, and the butcher's knife has been sharpened. Life and death in the shadows have long been predestined, and now it is only the last peace. Yuru, are you afraid?"

The eldest grandson Yuru swallowed the sour pain on the tip of his nose fiercely, and burst into a smile.

A touch of too bright, as if trying to do a lifetime of laughter.

"Yu Ru is not afraid. I just want to make an appointment with Gongzi at the end: if Yuru goes first, Yuru will light a lamp for Gongzi and wait for Gongzi to return, and if Gongzi arrives first, please also ask Gongzi to light a lamp for Yuru, so that Yuru can find Gongzi. ”

The thrilling words and the words of the dead will have turned into a twist and a soft finger.

People who are too smart are the most painful, because they have broken the destiny of heaven early. And the most unbearable thing is this kind of investigation, including one's own.

The enemy is too long, but the bridge is too long, and the enemy is too strong Meng Po soup, so he only seeks the other side of the darkness, a little bright light, to guide the soul back.

The fire under Xin Bai's eyes was blazing to the extreme, dazzling like a moth about to approach the sun, and its wings had already ignited sparks, but they were still flying towards the sun like meteors.

He stepped forward slowly, stretched out his right hand, as if to touch the woman's teary-eyed little face. But the hand froze in mid-air, hesitated for a moment, then retracted, stretched out again, hesitated, retracted.

I don't know how many times I did this, Xin Bai's eyes crossed a touch of perseverance, as resolute as a bath in fire. Without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand, stroked the woman's face, and gently wiped away a trace of tears for her.

His eyebrows were bent, his eyes were three thousand gentle, and he smiled: "Okay." ”

In a word, it is a prophecy.

The night is long, and the autumn moon is lonely. The fog-like hoarfrost shrouded Chang'an City, as if the snow had come too early, and the night sky had turned white, except for Chang Gengxing.

Midnight. The sky was a faint pink white. It's almost dawn.

On the streets of Chang'an City, there are already early farmers who pick the freshest vegetables and are busy taking a good position in the East Market. The little girl who embroidered shoes soaked in frost carried a basket of cinnamon chrysanthemums and sold them along the street. The beautiful lady in the boudoir, who was woken up from her dream, lazily opened the window sash, and poured down the basin with rouge washing water with a bang.

Somewhere in the eastern city of Chang'an, Xin Yi stood in front of a pavilion with a solemn face, a wisp of white gas coming out of the tip of his nose quietly, and the tips of his hair were condensed with early morning dewdrops.

It's still early, and the market hasn't opened yet. The East City was silent, and there was no shadow of half a person on the street except for Xin Yi. Only the rats in the ditch took advantage of the fact that there was no one at the moment, and they were busy coming out to bask in the sun.

"Separated by a wall, there is no world. If you hadn't come to see it in person, you would have thought it was Yunshang Pavilion. Xin Yi looked at the pavilion in front of him, and his eyes sank a little.

The three-story cornices of the pavilion, the red lacquer of Nanmu, is not gorgeous or simple, and it belongs to the Chang'an City and you can't recognize which one it is. The pavilion is attached to the courtyard, the courtyard is surrounded by a layer of blue tile and white wall, the east side of the wall, one step apart, is the magnificent Yunshang Pavilion of carving dragon and embroidering phoenix.

This is the building where Xin Yi discovered Xin Ling and Yuanchen's affair that day.

It was she who found it along the road according to her memories in the Yunshang Pavilion.

It is said that this building was used by Yunshang Pavilion to town feng shui, and there is no practical use. After repairing, it was placed there, and for a year and a half a year a little guy went in to clean and clean, and it was deserted and empty on weekdays, and even the door was only hung with a rusty iron lock, and there was nothing to steal, and no one was idle to go in and wander. Occasionally, he was secretly borrowed by the neighbor's grain store to dry the grain, and he provoked sparrows all over the yard.

However, the more inconspicuous the building, the easier it is to be forgotten and the easier it is to be exploited.

The more you are in the most prosperous East Market in Chang'an City, the more you can escape a lot of eyeliner.

For example, Mandarin Duck Private Meeting. For example, to run away and hide.

Xin Yi's fingertips hidden in his jacket clenched suddenly.

She was incredibly sure that the dust was hiding here. Escaped the search of several groups of shadow guards of the Lu family, evaded the wanted warrant of Dali Temple, and has disappeared so far.

She had to find the round dust.

It has been many days since the incident, the Lu family's sword is unsheathed, the life and death of the Gao family are unpredictable, but Yuanchen is still nowhere to be seen, she can only come out to find him in person, forcing him to confront the Lu family: Lu Jin was not killed by him. Otherwise, the agreement will be destroyed, and the end of the Gao family will be indisputable.

She doesn't care what Yuanchen is, and she doesn't care about compassion, she just thinks that if Gao Wanxiu is still there, she will definitely ask her to save the Gao family.

A family of nearly 300 people, the county looks at the Bohai Sea, and has gone through two dynasties. In her eyes, it is just Gao Wanxiu's home, her parents, aunts, brothers, sisters, and relatives, who have the same blood as her.

Xin Yi's eyes crossed with determination, and without a trace of hesitation, she pushed open the door of the courtyard that could not be locked by the old copper lock.