Li, a descendant of Emperor Gaoyang's family, served as a magistrate in Yao and Shun, and was in charge of the affairs of the prison, so he took Li as his surname.

Pavilion, a house built on a high earth platform, Song Yu's "Conjuring Spirits" contains, "The layers are tired, and the mountains are higher." ”

My name, Li Xie.

As for the father and mother, who were very close by blood, one was accustomed to being called father and devoted most of his energy to the house, while the other was busy keeping the heart of his husband and taking care of his children, who needed his mother more than me.

I don't need them either, though.

When I was eight years old, the peasant uprising, the rebellion of the three kings, and the successive major events pushed us into the desolation of history.

After my two older brothers also went out with my father, my mother also pushed me into the army, and in a blur of background, I only remember that she was holding a little boy who was no more than three years old, despite his crying, a pair of phoenix eyes staring at me.

"If you're not as good as them, don't come back."

They?

Who are they? And why should I be better than them?

The world is bustling, countless and complicated, it is not impossible to find a pure land, why do I want to step into the turbidity current and compete with others, what if I win, what if I lose, those who win may not be able to win everything, and those who lose may not have nothing.

I lowered my eyes, and only looked at the fingers she had held to the wooden door, and the nails were firmly buttoned into the wooden door, leaving some indelible marks.

The original housekeeper was a young lady, but she was sold by her exiled father to a hundred households in a vicious place as a stepfamily, just asking for one to rely on, and she became the stepmother of two and a half children when she entered the door, and the grievances and anger in her heart were afraid that they would destroy the world.

But what does it have to do with me?

I turned around and whipped the old horse beneath me, urging my father and brother to catch up with the one in front of me.

Time flies, during which I can count the number of times I meet her again with one hand, and the selfishness of the back house is a sharp blade, and I am deeply affected by it, but there is no one to rely on.

And every time I met her, the topics we talked about were nothing more than those two.

Don't lose and don't be so gloomy, don't be happy with your father.

I whispered it silently, and my eyes were irrepressibly full of sarcasm, the third son of the Li family, his reputation in Haocheng has long become the silt at the bottom of the river, and my father, who loves to worry about fame the most, has not directly cut me off is already his kindness, and how can there be more joy that has never existed.

All he wants is the sword in his hand and the aura on his body, not a child who can be pampered.

The last time I parted, I went out and only looked back, she was leaning on the soft couch, the maid beside her handed her a medicine bowl, and the light red glow outside the window shone on her, but it did not bring a trace of blood.

It was only three months before I got the news of her death.

This person, whom I would call Mother, has just disappeared from my life.

The two brothers who were kneeling in front of the hall were crying upset, and I came out of the mourning hall, and by the time I reacted, I was already standing by the pond in the courtyard in front of her.

In early summer, a willow tree is in a good season, the green branches and leaves sway with the breeze passing by, and the lotus leaves planted in the pond have emerged sharp corners, ready to unfold a new picture.

But the deceased was dead at this time.

In a trance, I didn't even know how many people were on my side, and when the light green hem of my clothes hung down into my eyes, I saw a brighter smiling face when I looked up.

"Childe's eyes are depressed, and the furrows between his eyebrows are vertical and horizontal, but Li Ji took away Childe's smile?"

When I said goodbye, I was already in the barracks, and the face standing in front of the camp tent was slightly familiar, but I hesitated for a moment, and the people had already taken the initiative to come forward.

"I didn't know it was the funeral of Childe's mother last time, and I annoyed Childe, and I hope Childe will forgive me."

She didn't even forget about me if she didn't mention me, and she didn't care if it was a man or a woman who kept the account, as long as she didn't annoy me.

It's just that after that, it was really beyond my expectations, the two life-saving graces, the inseparability when in distress, and even when she babbled to me with tears, I was still relieved.

That's it, at least there are people who need me, who only need me wholeheartedly.

I can leave my present life and live what I want most.

At the moment when I made up my mind, Yue Cheng reported urgently, Li Lou was trapped in the city by the alien race in the city, and the father who had long regarded me as nothing finally remembered me and ordered me to lead the army to the rescue.

Also, he finally praised Li Lou as a good general, how could he let him be defeated at this time.

I burned the military order that came, and it will be the last battle.

Li Lou can't die, but I can.

It's not Li Xie, there are still so many places in this world that can accommodate me.

It's just that I never thought the truth would be like this.

Conspiracy.

From deep love to rescue, this is just a conspiracy, and the people around me have long been lured by others, just to send me to this dead end together.

The man and woman on the city wall were laughing wantonly, obviously a familiar face, but at this moment they were all strange, with a smug expression, a cold smile, and they were telling me without hesitation, all of them were conspiracies, one to torture me, in order to let me know what it was to lose.

Family affection is weak, friendship is hard to find, and love is the game.

Born of a deal, died of a conspiracy.

I've lived like this.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back ten years ago, back to when I was seriously injured and returned home to recuperate.

The scenery is still the same, the people are still there, and there is even one more.

I heard that it is still my own sister, the fourth girl from the Da Sima Mansion, who brought good luck to her father from birth, and helped her mother save the dignity of the eldest woman and the heart of her husband, and was held in the palm of her hand by her parents.

I lay on the bed, looked at the curtain above my head, and touched my cleaned arm, and the corners of my mouth naturally pulled a little smile.

Such a blessed sister, it shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?

It can even tamper with memories.

I lay on the bed tossing and turning, not even having time to think about the sudden arrival of the approval of the omission that I had never touched before, but my mind was full of hundreds of ways to kill her.

It's just an eight-year-old girl who can drown if she falls into a lake, trample to death under a horse's hooves, or even choke to death by eating a piece of pastry.

I hadn't slept all night, and before I could figure out a suitable solution, the little girl came to the door by herself.

raised his hand and gave a generous gift, and when he swallowed his anger, he didn't see a trace of dissatisfaction, but he didn't want a little girl who was only eight years old at all, and he was reasonable and well-founded when he reasoned, but the blood and family affection that kept mentioning really made him think of that disgusting person.

It's just-

I looked down at the sparse report in front of me, and then recalled the group of people who were waiting for me to settle the account slowly, and then looked at the fourth girl in front of me, who was destined to be variable, and had learned a few points from me in the blink of an eye, and the words on my lips became, "Why should I believe your words?" ”

As a hunter, there are no lackeys around, and it would be nice to have a little fox.

Moreover, this may still be a little fox who has become a demon.

Again, I didn't anticipate what would happen after that.

This fourth girl, who looked at the gold and jade, dared to jump directly into the lake in April, and set up a bureau by herself, and even the effect was far beyond my expectations.

It's just that she never discussed anything with me beforehand, where did she get the courage?

After getting slightly drunk in Feng Duwei's house, I stopped at the door of the extremely deserted Qiyuan, and suddenly I didn't want to step in anymore, and stood in the courtyard for a while with the cold wind blowing, and unconsciously thought of the little fox demon who would show his teeth when he was in a hurry, and turned around with a turn of footsteps.

As soon as she finished feeling her timidity, this girl actually dared to choke me with words, ruining my rare good mood.

It's good, it's good, you wait to see how I settle this account with you in the future.

I went out with the fragment in my hand, stood in the middle of the court, and trampled it to the ground, just like the person who was sleeping in the house, and pressed it to the ground, and there was no trace of sunlight to shine!

It's just that before I could settle accounts with her, my good father settled a bad account on my head first.

The little fox demon was still worried about my discomfort.

If I had been uncomfortable, I would not have been able to endure the accusations that followed and ended up like that.

However, my father was a little more ruthless than I thought, and he even thought of such a way as to bear the guilt, it was really hard for his sons to be so talented, and he was really six or seven points like him.

All of them are unkind, and they are chaotic and abandoned.

I clenched my hands and was about to bow my head when the silence was broken again by a slightly childish voice on the stage.

"Brother is going to take the blame? Isn't it that half of the people in the city have seen Brother A's appearance, Jing'er looks so similar to Brother A, and she won't be treated as Brother Throwing rotten eggs when she goes out in the future, right? ”

is another person who only cares about himself, and sure enough, even a little fox demon is immersed in a big dye vat like Li Mansion, and he can't be spared.

After that, there will be one more person waiting for me to settle the score.

What should be the best way to deal with her?

It's better to think about the benefits that there are still some benefits before, don't let her die so miserably.

Before I could finish my thoughts, my father had taken back his order in a rare way.

Is it just because she looks like me?

I looked up a few times, from between her eyebrows to the corners of her lips, with rare patience and meticulousness, looking down inch by inch, little by little imprinted in my mind.

It's really similar, even if you learn from me, it's quite a bit of charm.

Could it be that she is really my sister?

It's barely a surprise.

Summer goes to autumn, and it is a new scenery.

I used some tricks to stay in Haocheng, waiting for the surprise attack of the Wuzhen coalition army. I started to prepare slowly a few months in advance, mobilized the strength at hand, secretly prepared food, grass and medicine, and was a little busy.

It's just that I'm busy, my sister seems to be even busier, running back and forth every day to change my dressing, and there are some middle-aged women's problems at a young age, I really don't know who will marry her in the future.

The wound on my hand suddenly hurt, and I suddenly looked back, just in time to see her apricot eyes staring at her frowning, full of dissatisfaction, "Brother, can't you take care of yourself?" How many days has it been since this injury? ”

I was stunned, and I just felt that the scene was familiar.

In my last life, I was injured, and Li Ji often said such things when she was guarding me and bandaging me.

The anger in my body has not yet spread, I just closed my eyes and thought of the eyes I just saw, no, it is different, even when Li Ji said this kind of thing, her eyes were full of tenderness, no, as long as she looked at me, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Hit the spot.

It's all for show.

The person beside me packed up his things and prepared to go back, but when he walked to the door, he sneezed again, and I couldn't help frowning, and the sentence rushed out, "Take care of yourself." ”

As soon as the words came out, the first person who was stunned was himself.

I've never said anything like that.

Or rather, I've never felt this way to care about someone and care about her.

It was too new to me.

And I don't need to.

Where would I not need it!

I looked at the person in front of me, I really just wanted to stretch out my hand and strangle her to death, who gave her the courage to run to the enemy camp in the middle of the night, and who gave her the qualifications to not care what would happen if she had an accident?!

Does she know what that face looks like? Does she know what will happen to a woman who might be a fine worker when she is found in the barracks? Did she ever wonder how people who cared about her would react if they were caught off guard by her news?

She cared about me everywhere, defended me everywhere, didn't even ask why, helped me like a little fox without a purpose, but never thought about what it would mean to me if she died like this all of a sudden.

The person I had never cared about, and I didn't care about at all, somehow, disappeared from this world at an unknown time, in the pride that I thought I could control the future, and stripped her of her when I learned the greatest surprise of the next time.

Did she ever wonder what would happen to me?

If she really wanted to die, it would be better to let her die here directly than wait for the sudden blow that would come later.

Die here, die with me.

I'll never be alone, and neither will she.

I stared at the figure in front of me, who was getting weaker and weaker by the crowd of figures, and held my hand to suppress the thought of rushing forward to pull her away, forcing myself to calm down and listen to her.

But every sentence was like a judgment against me.

She easily blamed herself for her mistakes, and lightly put credit on me, and every word and deed, every action, all told me how dirty and unbearable my previous estimates and judgments of her were, and showed the sinister intentions that I had meant to cover up more and more dirty.

Even I confessed everything she said.