Where did you smell this aroma?

Yan Hui was thinking about the source of the fragrance when she saw Yesheng put her down, and it turned out that they had reached the top of the sacrificial tower. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yan Hui's bare feet were sunk on the blanket woven by fine wool, and the soft fluff tickled his rounded toes, it seemed that this night life was still very bourgeois.

But......

Yan Hui looked up and looked around, except for the woolen blanket on the ground, whether it was the table shore or the chessboard, and even the bed hidden behind the screen, it looked very simple, and on the elegant wall, there was not even a picture scroll that ordinary people loved to put to decorate.

If the owner who lives here is not so poor that he can't even afford a carved table, then it must be because he has already explored these red and mundane things in front of him, just like those old people who know the destiny of heaven.

Obviously, this sacrificial tower, which represents the highest power and spiritual symbol of the Southern Regions, will not be the former.

That's a bit of a fun.

Judging from the age of Yesheng's character, he should like new and interesting things, and obviously this kind of thing in front of him was almost the same when he was in his seventies and eighties.

And what Yan Hui cares about the most is the fragrance of green lotus wafting in the air.

Such a unique smell, I must have smelled it there.

"Come here. Yesheng sat on a couch and beckoned to Yan Hui, "Don't you have a headache, I will allow you to lie down here and sleep for a while, but you can only stay until the time of the unitary." ”

Looking at Ye Shengyan sitting on the couch, she felt even more puzzled, but she didn't show it on her face.

"Are you driving me away?" Yan Hui walked back and forth on the wool carpet and inadvertently spotted a ball of paper that had fallen to the ground.

What is it?

Yan Hui bent down to pick it up, and as soon as he unfolded it, he was snatched away by Yesheng's hand, and in a hurry, Yan Hui only saw the words written on the paper, "Don't go out." ”

Yesheng looked a little nervous holding the paper ball, "What are you doing with this." ”

Actually, I was just curious about how terrible that "he" was, and now it seems that you are even more afraid of him than I thought. ”

"Not really. During the night growth period, Ai Ai rubbed the paper ball in the palm of her hand.

"I'm just afraid that he will lock me up, I wasn't afraid before, it doesn't matter if I can't get out of the sacrificial tower anyway, now I ......" Yesheng looked at Yan Hui, he finally met a friend, how could he bear him to lock himself up.

Closing a teenager in an isolated tower, if this "he" is the high priest, then why did he do it?

"Yesheng, do you know anything other than your name, like your parents, your age, or "his" identity?"

"I'm just a night student. ”

Looking at the confusion in Yesheng's eyes, Yan replied, "No one will be imprisoned on the tower for no reason. ”

Yesheng laughed, "How can it be a captivity, I live here." ”

"This is captivity!"

Yan Hui walked to the window with Yesheng, from here you could see almost the entire royal city, but in this silent night, except for the sporadic lights, there was nothing else.

"Everything you see in the sacrificial tower, and even the entire empty royal city, is just a big prison for you. Yesheng, you know, there are many small islands outside of the royal city, and there are many people like me there. ”

"And beyond the small island, there is the vast territory of Dayan, where there are grasslands where horses can gallop, the prosperous and extravagant capital, and the West Sea with endless coasts. ”

Yan Hui said and looked at the night life in front of him.

"I don't know who told you that the outside is the same as here, but what I'm telling you is that he lied to you, and the reason he did it was to imprison you in this one hundred and nine-story tower. ”

Yesheng looked through the window at the lonely royal city under his feet, and didn't speak for a long time.

The time was approaching, and as they had agreed, it was time for her to leave.

"What about you?"

Just as Yan Hui pushed open the door, the voice of the night came faintly in the night wind.

"Fucheng, did you lie to me?"

"Yes. Yan replied, "I lied to you too." ”

At least his name isn't what Nightborn thought it was.

Who knew that Yesheng laughed when he heard this, "You see, you also lied to me, and he also lied to me, in fact, you are no different." ”

Yesheng paused as he spoke.

"Fucheng, next time I ask you that, even if you really lie to me, can you not tell me?"

"Good ......"

The open door slowly closed behind Yan Hui, who leaned against the door and stood for a long time.

Once again, there was only one person left in the empty room, and he walked over to the desk and carefully studied the ink, and then he took the wolf and slowly wrote a line.

"She said, you lied to me, but if the truth is too cruel, I'd rather not know the truth, at least I'm happy now. ”

"She said she lied to me, but even if she lied to me, I wanted to ...... She's alive. ”

Yan leaned back against the door, and until there was no sound in the door behind her, she chose the room closest to Yesheng and pushed the door in.

Time passed minute by minute, and when the first touch of fish belly white was revealed in the sky, the door of the night room was pushed open again.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Yan Hui quietly walked to the door.

The climate in the southern region is humid and the weather is hot, so the doors and windows are pasted with a thin cotton yarn, which has many small holes on it to facilitate ventilation.

At this time, these holes became Yan Hui's "cat's eyes", she lay on the cotton yarn and looked out through the holes above, and saw a white figure slowly walking out of the room at night.

How could it be!

Yan Hui's pupils widened more and more, and she reached out and covered her mouth where she almost screamed.

The person who came was almost the same as Yesheng's body, and even his appearance was very similar, but whether it was the wide feather robe he was wearing, or his cold and silent eyes, they were all announcing his identity to Yan Hui.

He was the High Priest.

Suddenly, a picture flashed through Yan Hui's mind.

"You don't think I'm really going to kiss me. ”

She remembered the words she had whispered in the High Priest's ear.

At that time, she had smelled the familiar aroma from him, and she didn't care about it at that time, but now she thought that the smell was exactly the same as the scent of green lotus on Yesheng's body.

Although they may be contaminated with the same aura in the same place, they may be related by blood and can also look similar.

But what Yan remembered most in her mind was what Yesheng had said to herself.

"I haven't seen him. ”

"You must go back before the unitary time. ”

"How can it be captivity, I live here......"

The only place on the sacrificial tower was the High Priest, and if the High Priest had really imprisoned him, how could he let him wander around the royal city.

She used to think that Yesheng was imprisoned in the sacrificial tower, but now it seems that this is more like a kind of protection for Yesheng.

If, really, it is as you imagined......