I lay on the bed in the apse of the Taishang Shrine, and my mind sank into a dream. In the dream, it seems that I have returned to the grotto of Mingsha Mountain, the light in the cave is too dim, I can't see the magnificence of the flying mural, but when I reach the entrance of the cave, I feel that the sun is dazzling.

I covered it with my hands and staggered along.

…… Life in the palace was always long and idle, and I snuck out of the study under the master's nose, and then ran to see what the third brother was doing.

On normal days, Li Hao would lie down in front of the desk to write, lean on the chair and flip through the books, and several large cabinets in his study were neatly stacked with books, from ancient times to the present.

Although I don't like to read, I have to admit that the third brother still looks good when he reads.

On a lazy sunny afternoon, he crouched down at the table, leaning forward slightly, his pale blue robe shining in the bright light, and his long hair was filtered chestnut, as if to melt into the halo of spring.

Occasionally, when he turned the pages of the book with a rustling sound, his body would turn slightly sideways, and the streamer could be seen hooking his high nose and curled chin, and the light hit, even the eyelashes could be seen clearly, and it fluttered on the white jade-like face, and occasionally in the blink of an eye, it seemed that the air was stagnant, only the sound of falling flowers outside the window.

I was stunned, suspecting that the general scene was just an illusion, knowing that he couldn't hear me from so far away, but the movements between my hands and feet still involuntarily lightened for fear of disturbing him, and I was stunned for a long time before I remembered the "business" I had slipped into his study

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The third brother lay down with his back in front of the table, and I made a big show in the back - secretly hid what he wanted to use, quietly moved a chair behind him, or made a dead insect or bird to put within his reach, anyway, the ghosts were endless, and I was very happy to think of his anxious appearance, tripping and being frightened, so I was angry with him every now and then.

I don't know if my father knows these things, but the third brother must understand in his heart, looking at me often with helpless deep meaning, I only make a serious thing on the surface, knowing that even if he understands, he can't do anything to me, he doesn't know when I will appear unconsciously, as long as I am not caught, I will not admit it!

But there were times when I was not in a good position.

On this day I slipped into the study as usual with crooked thoughts, and he also turned over the writing as usual, and I had a freshly caught caterpillar wrapped in my handkerchief, but this time I was out of the way, and mustered up the courage to catch this live one, and planned to put it on his collar, and let the little obedient get into his clothes, and see that he was not frightened.

I was cautiously carrying the handkerchief to lead the caterpillar to him, but the man who had been sitting quietly suddenly turned around and grabbed my wrist, and I was startled, and my hand shook heavily, and I saw that the caterpillar was jumping up from the handkerchief, and then pounced and fell, and landed impartially on the wrist where I was caught by him.

I screamed and shook my hands, but the shaking shook on myself, and maybe the caterpillar was so frightened that it clinged to my placket and couldn't move, and I didn't dare to catch it with my bare hands, so I had to tear my clothes and shake them, screaming and jumping and shaking my clothes, and that look was not far from madness.

In vain, the monkey jumped on the spot, but the third brother's hand pressed my shoulder, looking weak, and the force under that press was actually great, I was forced to stand still, and I saw that he had picked up the handkerchief just now in his other hand, covered his hand with the silk, caught the caterpillar, and threw it into the porcelain bowl.

I breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, but saw that his face was slightly drooping, warm as the moon, his eyes were clear and bright black jade, containing a smile, the brilliance was about to surround me and indulge, the lips also bent upwards into a beautiful shape, and the warm breath exhaled brought the elegance of agarwood, and pounced on my face.

There is a bit of doting and helplessness in the smile, which is obviously the look of the adult when he catches the naughty boy messing around!

With his other hand, he copied it behind his back, and then picked up a piece of paper from the desk and brought it to me, with three big characters on it: "Child!

It turned out that he had just written these three words, and he already knew that I was going to mischief again!

I flattened my mouth, pushed him away, snatched the plain paper with my hand, crumpled it into a ball and threw it on his head a few times, and said angrily: "You are a child, I will ignore the third brother anymore!" ”

Glancing behind him, he saw when the bronze mirror that was usually placed in the dormitory was put here, and it must have reflected my shaking shadow, so he knew.

I suddenly realized, pointed at him and shouted: "Oh, it turns out that the third brother peeked from the bronze mirror, but he is really cunning!" ”

Li Hao looked down at me and didn't move, his eyes were still as bright as black jade and a light smile, I was even more annoyed, and my face was inexplicably hotter, so I started to smash the books on the table on him with a crackle, and then stomped on his feet, and then ran out of the smoke...... In the royal court, the peach blossoms are gone, and there is no falling English all over the ground, and the obscure branches are intertwined, and the appearance is hideous in a trance.

There were immortals flying freely in the sky, and all kinds of sword lights were intertwined with each other.

I kept running, running all the way down the deep corridor, and at some point, another boulder rolled at my feet, and with a boom, my feet were crushed.

I screamed miserably, hoping that the third brother would come to save me, but no one heard me, the situation that was full of strength, hustle, resentment, and sorrow to the end but nothing broke out, like a tense but suddenly muted string, only the remnants of the blood were like a tide, and wave after wave of heads drowned themselves...... In the haze, the national witch Zhenlan appeared like a ghost, and there was warm blood splashed on my face, the third brother's chest was pierced by a long sword, and his body fell to the ground.

Third brother, third brother!

I was anxious and hateful in my heart, like being struck by a stone, and finally I couldn't help crying...... "Ah! ”

I snapped my eyes open, tears streaming down my face, and I woke up from my dream.

The empty dormitory, without any response.

The air was filled with the faint smell of boneless incense, and the strangeness of the room floated and blurred in front of me.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with my hand and sat up slowly.

The door of the apse of the Taishang Shrine is shallowly engraved with wood carvings, and I can't see the pattern clearly, but I feel that it is profound.

The incense burner on the case is full of incense, the beams extend from both sides of the hall, the windows are hollowed, but there is a fairy power that makes it impossible for the outside world to look into the house, and it is difficult for a little bit of light to penetrate out of the door and window.

I was alone in the bright lights, looking at the gorgeous house in front of me, and thinking of Xiliang's third brother, holding the quilt and tears falling down.

At this moment, I finally really felt the feeling of being lonely and abandoned, without a home, without relatives, with no way back, nothing.

Tears could not stop spilling out of their eyes, and large drops fell in large drops, obscuring their vision.

I cried as hard as I could, tears falling even more.

The grief and resentment in my heart rushed left and right like a trapped beast, almost bursting out of my heart.

The sorrow turned into a poisonous snake, scarlet, and cold letters, firmly wrapped around my chest, winding over it.

It was as if someone's hand had grabbed my neck so hard that it was like the most vicious spell that made me breathless, and my chest seemed to be pounded with a drumstick and it hurt as if it were about to crack.