Lin Xun dragged Lin into the Stone Garden, in the past, no matter how drunk she was, she didn't need to be helped, but today two glasses of wine are drunk like this, which really makes Lin Xun wonder. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The senior sister's body was heavy, like a lonely grass in the wind, and she couldn't stand steadily, so she had to hold her hands before she could walk. She muttered to herself, talking to herself, and talking noticeably more tonight, I don't know if it was because of drunkenness or something else......

Outside the courtyard wall, there was a melodious sound of pipes, which was pleasant to the ear, and it was probably a song such as a full moon, and it was very important to be the moonlight of the night.

Moonlight...... Lin Xun couldn't help but look up, the bright moon was intoxicating, hanging high in the sky, cold and arrogant, mellow and happy. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival...... Last year, he was still in Xuanyang City in Liangyu, where there was Brother Qi Yu, Prince Chen, and the splendid Liangyu Palace, and it was on that day that he met Ling'er.

Some people are happy and some are sad, for Ling'er, a year later, is it happy or sad? When Bai Ri's mother and Tang Guxi paid tribute to the deceased of the southern country, he also accompanied Ling'er in the back garden to remember Xie Ming. Xie Ming has been back to the West for a whole year, and he doesn't know if he is in the underworld...... How are you doing? Or, tonight's beautiful thing is that he is bless Ling'er and bless them.

"Brother Xie Ming, thank you very much." Lin Xun lowered his head and said softly.

"Looking for a child......" Lin Luo called out indistinctly, his footsteps were sluggish, and at this moment, the two of them had reached the door of her room.

Lin Xun let out an "um", and with his arms, he lifted his senior sister up.

Lin Luo seemed to be weak, most of the weight was pressed on Lin Xun's arm, she smiled reflexively, leaned against the door frame behind her, stared at Lin Xun with a blurred eye, and didn't say a word.

"Sister, come into the house, it's cold outside." Lin Xun urged, feeling helpless in his heart, senior sister was too excited tonight.

"Looking for a child...... It's me ......" Her eyes closed slightly, the wry smile on the corner of her mouth deepened and deepened, her hands stretched out and grabbed Lin Xun, but her head and shoulders sank, "It's my ......"

"How are you?" Lin Xun didn't urge again, he was puzzled, and he couldn't help frowning.

"It's me...... Kill ......" her voice grew lower and lower, so low that she could barely hear her. But Lin Xun was still uneasy, the wine on her head also woke up for three points, and her arms were used again to lift her head a little.

"Senior sister, you ...... What's going on? ”

“…… It's me, it's me who kills ......"

"Who did you kill?"

“……”

“…… Masters? ”

Lin Luoliang didn't speak for a long time, his body bent to his chest, and his head hung deep inward, leaving only Lin Xun with a top of his head. Lin Xun was silent, his hands were like stone carvings supporting his senior sister's body, he knew that she was not asleep, and he knew that she was not drunk, because he clearly heard the voice from below, so small, so weak, as if it had never been made, if it weren't for his nervousness, I am afraid he would not have heard it.

For a long time, Lin Xun's arm was numb, but he was unconscious, as Lin Luo got up, he turned his eyes slightly and saw the tears on her face. Hideous, remorseful, desperate, pathetic, cold, beautiful...... It's all in detail, and you can see it all.

Lin Xun was speechless, he didn't know what to feel in his heart, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, he could only smile a little bitterly, but his appearance was more ugly than crying.

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In the Fengyue Pavilion, the scenery is like this. Ambilight, the aroma of wine overflowing, staggered, glamorous and colorful, really full of prosperity, I don't know what sorrow is. A tavern on the first floor, a casino on the second floor, and a brothel on the third floor...... Nothing has changed.

Tang Guxi walked out of the room, and the figure in front of her completely turned into illusion, only to feel a white flower, constantly beating and wandering around her. She didn't know how to step out, nor how she walked, and her body was unprecedentedly floating, as if she were stepping on cotton.

The small room in the west corner was only a few dozen steps away from the staircase, but Tang Guxi didn't know how long he walked before he passed through the pedestrians in a trance.

"Ouch...... Who doesn't walk with long eyes! ”

"I said this girl, you are drunk, why don't you look at ......"

"Don't say it, I guess it's a fool......"

"How is it possible, I see, it is estimated that the innocence is not guaranteed, and the body is taken by someone...... I can't accept ...... for a while."

"Hey, yes, this place is from a private family like her."

"What nonsense are you two talking about, have you forgotten that she is the girl who came to Zhao Helm last time?"

“…… Oh! It was her, and I said why ......"

"Hey, it can't be ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, Lord Zhao Helm regretted it for most of the last time, and it must not be that he bullied her. Early this morning, I sat in the house solemnly and coldly, ignoring no one, and my mind was heavy, I see, there must be something terrible......"

“……”

“……”

"Ouch, be careful!"

I only heard a loud "knock" from the stairs, and suddenly everyone on the first and second floors stopped their movements and was amazed. The four people gathered around the gaming table were discussing the rights and wrongs of Lord Zhao Helm, and when they heard this sound at this moment, they were stunned for a moment, and immediately ran towards the stairs.

The people upstairs ran towards the railing.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, but then the sound was replaced by a silence.

The piano and flute pipes on the third floor are still melodious, and in this quiet, it looks very different from the past.

On the floor downstairs, two women fell to the ground, dejected, disheveled, and sluggish. A crowd of people exploded around them, all silent, standing facing them.

One of the women, with a willow waist, slender eyes, and gorgeous clothes, and wide cuffs like a fan at the wrist, almost dragged to the ground. She sat slumped on the floor, her long skirt wrinkled and messy.

The other woman looked sluggish, as if she was stupid, slumped to the ground, did not speak, did not get angry or smiled, dressed in ordinary clothes, green silk and long silk, slightly red makeup, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, implying heroism. She held a sword in her hand, which had fallen from her hand and landed on the ground when she fell from the upper floor. But after she reacted, she grabbed it suddenly and returned to her hands.

It was the only movement she made after she landed.

"Sister, sister!" The one who anxiously shouted this sentence was Liang Shisanniang, who was running down from upstairs and was full of horror.

The woman sitting on the ground got up slowly, but her eyes were locked on Tang Guxi, looking at her with puzzlement and doubt, without saying a word.

Most of the people present did not know what had just happened, but they remembered that when they turned their heads, they saw a person coming up from the stairs on the second floor, straight down. It was too late, and almost at the same moment, a figure flew out from the third floor, with long sleeves fluttering and streamers fluttering, and rushed towards the woman with open arms.

However, it was still a step too late, and the woman and her fell to the ground. The woman who stood up had a guilty face, but there was a lot of confusion.

"Sister, what are you doing, you are really going to scare my sister to death!" Thirteen Niang came to Tang Guxi, squatted down and picked her up, "How can you be so careless when walking, if it weren't for Si Sleeve seeing you, I wouldn't know what to fall into!" What's going on, it's good on the ladder, didn't someone push you? (To be continued.) )