Ning Yi and Song Yiren stood in the Red Pavilion of Dongxiang Garden until dawn.

When the dawn came, he leaned against the door to "fake sleep", and then gradually fell asleep, and then gradually fell asleep, slowly opened his eyes, saw the two figures, and felt like a world away.

One night, neither long nor short.

But it is enough to make two people who have never met, but have been friends for a long time, become true friends.

"Thank you. ”

Ning Yi still said this sentence.

After this night, he already had a different understanding of the only son of King Song.

Ning Yi said seriously: "If it weren't for you, I would have a lot of trouble." ”

Song Yiren said indifferently: "My father told me that some people in this world can live for a thousand years, and some people can't live for a long time. ”

Ning Yi was a little surprised, his sideburns fluttered in the wind, looked at Song Yiren, and said, "What about those Xuanzi rides?"

"They have been with me for five years, they are my very good brothers, they have lived and died in the north, leaving each other's backs to each other, this is a man's memory, I regard it as a treasure. It's just that it's a foregone conclusion that I will leave the Ping Demon Division, and my life after that will be wonderful for each other, they are willing to stay on the Heavenly God Plateau, they will be promoted, they will make a fortune, and the future of the Golden Strip, I have already paved it for them. Song Yiren said lightly: "For me, these are just a gesture. ”

Ning Yi was slightly silent, he knew that what the other party said was true.

"It's not that I don't want to stay in Beijing with them, but I'm really different from them. Song Yiren narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hands, lazily behind his head, he looked at the white of the fish belly in the sky, and muttered softly: "I don't just carry the knife of the northern realm demon slasher, I still have some things that I have to face." ”

Ning Yi was able to understand what Song Yiren meant.

If you want to carry the crown, you must bear its weight.

With Song Que and Gu Yi people, the Song Yi people were able to spend the first five years of cutting demons in the north, and then there were still a few more five years? The troubles caused by the great cause of the family could not be solved by escaping.

"I told my father and mother that this time the yang and the yin are violated, which is a compromise. Song Yiren lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "After Li Baitao left Southern Xinjiang, it was not good for the Great Sui to blame me alone, and it would take a while for them to react." I will take the cinnabar girl to Changbai Mountain for retreat. ”

Ning Yi said softly: "The Great Dynasty will start soon. ”

"Yes. Song Yiren smiled and said disapprerovingly: "It has nothing to do with me, I don't want to fight with those holy mountain geniuses, there is nothing to fight for, they play with theirs, and the master has his own things to worry about." ”

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Spring is blooming, it won't be long before the 'Changling' will be opened, and the people from the Holy Mountain will come to Tiandu City one after another, do you need me to leave you a backhand?"

Ning Yi shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of them." ”

"Hahaha......" Song Yiren laughed after hearing this, he looked at the surface of Hongting Lake with three points of appreciation, the wind was fluttering, and said happily: "This great world, such as the spring lake is upside down, listen to Mr. Yuan Chun said, the year when Mr. Xu Zang carried the sword, it was a rare year of luck in the Great Sui, and many geniuses came into being, with Luo Changsheng, Cao Ran, and Ye Hongfu, the rare geniuses before were now quite a bit of 'crossing the river'. ”

Ning Yi held the oil-paper umbrella with both hands, closed his eyes, and recalled the back of Xu Zang's sword.

He opened his eyes and said seriously: "I'll wait for the Changling Tomb to open, and the roads will arrive." ”

Song Yiren patted him on the shoulder.

......

......

The two stood for a few more moments.

When parting, they exchanged a few words of greeting each other.

"When will your formation be good?" Song Yiren looked at Ning Yi, and finally asked seriously: "I have seven days left at most, and I will leave Tiandu." ”

"Before you leave, come to my mansion. Ning Yi thought for a moment and said, "I will give you the best formation." ”

"Okay, I'll say goodbye to you when the time comes. Song Yiren turned back with a smile, he trotted two steps, came to the side of the red-robed woman who had been waiting for a long time, and hugged the cinnabar girl's shoulders intimately.

Ning Yi looked at this scene with a smile, Song Yiren and Cinnabar left the East Wing Garden, and he still stayed in the Red Pavilion.

He closed his eyes and breathed in the fresh air of the lake, feeling refreshed.

With a creak, the door opened.

Ning Yi had been waiting for the girl to wake up.

The girl leaning against the door of the wing room, wearing a cool white dress, the previous owner in the East Wing Garden, seemed to have left a lot of things, Xu Qingyan pulled one casually and wore it on her body, her shoulders were still covered with a black gauze, and the swaying white skirt skirt opened to her calves, revealing delicate skin like mutton fat.

The girl was barefoot, looking at the light outside the house.

She was originally a little afraid, but when she saw Ning Yi standing in the Red Pavilion, some courage surged in her heart.

"That wicked ......" After thinking for a long time, Ning Yi decided to call Jingbai "wicked", he paused, and said, "I have already received the punishment I deserve." ”

Ning Yi didn't tell Xu Qingyan that Jingbai was dead, and he said it very tactfully.

"There will be no other wicked people in the future, the East Wing Garden will be very peaceful, and you will have a new teacher. Ning Yi said seriously: "Trust me...... No one will imprison you, you can see the sun every day. ”

He stood in the Red Pavilion, the lake behind him swept and the carp jumped out.

"That bone flute leaf can save you from the suffering of divinity, overflowing divinity, you are stored in the bone flute, if it is convenient, I will often come to see you. Ning Yi looked at Xu Qingyan with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes.

After five days with the old nun named Jingbai, Xu Qingyan's eyes were no longer pure.

She looked at the Hongting Lake and the surrounding East Wing Garden, feeling familiar and unfamiliar.

She had suffered from divinity.

This was the first time she had experienced the bitterness of human nature.

Compared with her brother, there is also the third prince Li Bailin, this is the most direct and cruel kind of pain, she has seen the ugly face of the world, the pure white paper, is no longer white.

The girl was separated from Ning Yi by a distance, three or four steps, and no longer approached.

It's a safe distance, and every time Jingbai gets close to her, she subconsciously keeps this distance.

Her mind was full of echoes of the experience of the past few days, and she only felt that every hour was torment, and the person who nailed the rivet had been punished, but the rivet was still there, and even if it was pulled out, it would leave traces that would never heal.

Ning Yi took a step forward and stretched out a hand at the same time, wanting to pat the girl's shoulder.

But it was empty.

The girl subconsciously dodged.

"It's over...... It's all over...... Ning Yi said softly: "Forget about it......"

Xu Qingyan hummed lowly.

There was a soft knock at the door.

Ning Yi turned around and saw Gonggong Hai standing at the door.

"Master Ning, the affairs in the palace have been dealt with, and you can't stay for a long time. Gonggong Hai sighed and said softly: "The teacher that Your Majesty invited for Miss Xu will be here soon, so please leave as soon as possible." ”

Ning Yi nodded, and after Gonggong Hai finished speaking, he closed the East Wing Garden with a good understanding of current affairs.

Ning Yi stopped talking and prepared to leave.

Behind him, there was a gentle tug.

Ning Yi turned around a little confused, and the girl threw herself into her arms, her choking voice gradually getting louder.

The young man's expression immediately softened, his eyebrows lowered, and one of his empty hands hesitated, slowly put it down, and gently patted the other party's back.

This process is long and short.

The spring breeze blows.

The lake jumps.

No one said a word.

Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan stood on the red pavilion in the East Chamber, standing in the dawn when the sky was about to dawn.

The girl didn't say a word, she cried ugly, her voice was intermittent, she had suffered a lot of grievances over the years, she had suffered a lot, she held it in her heart, accumulated a lot, and poured it out in her crying.

White bones can take away the divinity she has accumulated, but they cannot take away the pain she has experienced.

Ning Yi was silent and silent.

He felt that this girl was not easy.

Every day is not easy.

It's already so hard to live, so why go through so many calamities in the world?

The girl has nothing, and the whole world is dark.

The person who pushed the door open for her was herself, and the person who brought her the first ray of light was also herself.

It's been a long time.

The girl's voice stopped slowly, she paused word by word, and choked up: "Mr. Ning Yi...... I want to ask you, am I doing something wrong?"

Jingbai beat her, scolded her, insulted her, and tortured her.

These have become a spiritual imprint.

Ning Yi shook his head.

The girl's face was already crying.

Xu Qingyan's voice was bitter: "I know that there are always wicked people in this world, I ...... Shouldn't I have rebelled sooner?"

All night last night, she was in pain, tossing and turning, interrogating herself countless times.

If only I had picked up the broken porcelain piece earlier.

If you can make up your mind and make a choice.

If, you have more power.

Ning Yi was silent.

Ning Yi didn't know what kind of position he was in the girl's heart, but he knew it...... He was supposed to do something, say something.

In Ning Yi's world, there are girls, Xu Zang, Shushan, swordsmanship, hatred and motivation.

Xu Qingyan's world is just a blank sheet of paper.

Ning Yi knew that the white paper could not be white forever, but if it was possible, he hoped that Xu Qingyan would ...... Don't be tainted by the colors in the dye vat, at least, be who she wants to be.

Ning Yi said the following.

And these words changed Xu Qingyan forever.

"Yes. ”

Two words to the point.

Ning Yi's tone became firm, he didn't want Xu Qingyan to realize the cruelty of this world too early.

But she asked.

He is to give an answer that follows his heart.

"You should be a little bit more resolute and stronger. Ning Yi's fingers easily opened the oil-paper umbrella, and then held it again.

This is the truth that Xu Zang taught himself.

"Xu Qingyan. ”

Ning Yi read this name, his face was solemn, and said: "Become a person who can control his own destiny, not to be ravaged, not to be oppressed, not to be humiliated...... That's what it's called 'living.'" ”