Jing Changning subconsciously took two steps back, and his hand climbed on top of the dagger at his waist. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"She just said thank you for saving your life. Jing Changning said coldly.

The man let go of the left hand that was holding the palace maid, put his palm in front of his eyes and gently grasped it, and then slowly let go.

"Oh, since I saved her life, I can take it at will. This is the Heavenly Tour, and there will be gains and losses. His voice was still low, as if there was a thick dead air in it.

Jing Changning looked at the man vigilantly and said, "There should always be a reason. ”

The man looked at Jing Changning sideways, and his voice was with a playful smile: "Maybe it's because of you." He paused deliberately, "The face." ”

He chuckled softly, and his words seemed to explain: "I was born ugly, so I am extremely disgusted with men who are born beautifully. ”

Jing Changning thought for a while: "Then you should kill me, why did you kill her?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "Because I want to see your face look guilty, it must be extremely interesting." ”

With that, he put his hands behind his back, and the inky robe fell down naturally.

He walked away.

"Remember, my name is Mo Liang. He said.

Jing Changning looked at the back of the man in a daze, and was still vaguely stunned, until some time later, she gradually came back to her senses.

His eyes fell on the face of the palace maid who was not blinding.

"You're wrong, I just can't take the step of conscience, I'm a ruthless person, how can I feel guilty for the death of others?" Jing Changning shook his head and said with a slight mockery.

It's just that I don't know if she is mocking Na Mo Liang or herself.

After that, she realized that the matter seemed to have been resolved, and no one was even pursuing her trespassing, but it seemed that the matter had come to an end.

She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then walked away.

……

The house was dim, but for some reason there was no light.

Mo Liang sat quietly in the dark.

In front of him was a bronze mirror.

Gently, he reached out and removed the inky mask that had been attached to his face.

The face under the mask is extremely elegant, without the slightest ugliness.

Faintly, there was a cold starlight that lit up his face in a trance.

The face reflected in the bronze mirror was the same as Jing Changning.

Elegant and peaceful, the eyebrows are like the clear water in the mountains, and they are as delicate as a picture.

He turned his head away from the starlight.

With the flip of his left hand, the mask reattaches to his face, revealing only a pair of lifeless eyes.

From the moment he survived, he was destined to live forever in the dark without seeing the light.

Ten years ago.

He huddled in prison, quietly waiting for death to come.

……

"If you don't save me, I'll die. The boy looked up and said a little innocently.

Lin Weiran was stunned: "You don't look like an ordinary six-year-old child, I'm worried that I can't control you." ”

He looked at Lin Weiran's figure that turned away, and a beating light faded away.

Leaning feebly against the cold prison walls, the heavy flail pressed against his neck, as if dragging him towards hell, the wound between his right arm pierced by the arrows had long since rotted and the pain was numb.

Closing his eyes, he smiled desperately.

It's better to die like this, he said to himself.

"Do you really want to die like this?" said an old voice, from the prison room.

He opened his eyes curiously, and looked over with a crooked face, it was a middle-aged man in his forties, wrapped in black clothes, unable to see his figure.

"Who are you?" he asked, blinking.

The man shook his head: "It doesn't matter who I am, I want to ask the prince Chang'an, do you really plan to die like this?"

He shook his head and replied seriously, "Of course I don't want to, but you can see it, I don't have a choice." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, "I see." ”

Then the middle-aged man turned to leave.

He was still leaning quietly against the prison wall, as if waiting quietly for death.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he didn't want to.

There are various ways to die in life, and such a death has no meaning to him except for humiliation.

After about a few hours, he saw Lin Weiran go and return.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy spread out his palm, and there was a black pill in it: "Eat it, and if you listen to me in the future, I will save you." ”

"Poison?" he asked, looking up curiously.

Lin Weiran nodded.

He groaned, then reached out with his left hand and picked up the pill and stuffed it into his mouth without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Weiran watched him quietly until he swallowed the pill into his stomach.

"The name of this poison is Yue Shen. Lin Weiran said.

……

From that day on, he survived from the heavy prison, Lin Weiran stole the day, and used a death row prisoner to die in front of the world on his behalf, and he silently retreated behind Lin Weiran, and since then he has lived under a mask.

There is no Chu Chang'an in the world, and the person who survives is Mo Liang.

Thinking of the face that was exactly the same as his, the corners of Mo Liang's lips under the mask hooked slightly, revealing a strange and inexplicable smile.

"Ning'er, I've been waiting for you for a long time. He said.

……

As soon as Jing Changning returned to the pavilion, he saw Nangong Luoyue standing outside the pavilion, obviously waiting for some time.

"Leyue wants to see you. Nangong Luoyue said.

Jing Changning lowered his eyes and pondered: "Leyue, she is here too." ”

Nangong Luoyue said: "She came with King Jing's convoy, and she can be regarded as an accompanying dancing girl. ”

Jing Changning thought for a while: "It's better not to see it, after all, there are many people, so it's better to be cautious." ”

She experienced the scene just now, and her mind was a little complicated, she was indeed reckless this time, and almost made an irreversible mistake.

Indeed, caution should be exercised.

Nangong Luoyue should claim to be so, but it was a little strange that Jing Changning was in a trance, but he didn't ask out loud.

"By the way, what about Li Xia?" Jing Changning asked.

When she came back this time, it stands to reason that Li Xia should not have fallen asleep, she has been standing in front of the door for a while, and according to the usual, he should come out to take a look.

Nangong Luoyue shook her head: "Since arriving at the pavilion, Luoyue hasn't seen him. ”

It's a bit strange.

There are a few buildings in the hall, and two middle-aged people in shirts live inside.

There was a piano and a flute in front of the two of them, and they were musicians who came with King Jing.

"Big brother, you tell us how many chances we have of winning tomorrow. One asked.

The man he called the eldest brother shook his head and said, "I don't know, but there are many things that no matter how small the chance of success, you have to give it a try." ”

"That's it, whether it's success or failure, it's just death. The younger man said.

"Wait, don't make a sound. The older man said suddenly. At the sound of the voice, he immediately leaned over the ground. "Someone is coming. ”

The movement is extremely fast, and this kind of reaction ability is probably only a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time can do it so well, as if carved into the bone marrow, it has long become a part of life.

The door was gently pushed open.

Li Xia leaned against the door and asked carefully, "Big brother and second brother, is it really you?"