Continuing to play with the teacup in his hand, Rong Yinan smiled bitterly, and then glanced at Nirvana, whose face was full of excitement but forced to endure joy, which was full of "conspiracy succeeded", and his heart seemed to be a lot clearer.

The wind that blows all year round mixed with the sweet peach blossom fragrance of pink peach petals rolls around him and blows into his heart all at once.

"What-" Seeing him like this, Nirvana raised his cute eyebrows, put down the teacup in his hand, squinted a pair of big eyes, and sneered, "The head of the dignified Rong family, you can't do the opposite!"

"Hey-" sighed heavily, although Rong Yinan said that he was unwilling, he still helplessly held his forehead and said, "You little Nirvana, I don't think that after all these years, you don't have any skills, but you have more and more eyes!"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Anlie suddenly became puzzled, and moved his eyes to Ji Wangyi, and found that she was the same as himself, with a puzzled face.

If you talk about who is the calmest at this stone table at this moment, except for Nirvana, I am afraid that there is only one person who is hidden in the day.

In fact, as early as the first time Rong Yinan acted frivolously in a "Yan Zhou" scene, Tian Qian felt a hint of deliberate taste from the eyes he occasionally swept across his face. Therefore, he also started to push the boat down the river, and when the farce developed to a high (tide), he cooperated with the fire, firstly, to resolve Lin Anlie's embarrassing situation, and secondly, to quietly lead Rong Yinan to the next step.

Even, even Fang Cai's murderous aura and almost crushed Rong Yinan's shoulder with more force was also in the performance of day diving, if not, presumably the "plot" would not advance so quickly.

"That's it-" The more Rong Yinan thought about it, the more he felt that he was a little aggrieved by losing this game, but he didn't know who to ask for this bad debt, so he had to admit it honestly, and said a little dejectedly, "I wanted to make fun of you, but I let you take advantage of it, and I blamed me for being too conceited." ”

"Brother Rong is polite!" Dayan could hear the meaning of his words, and hurriedly stood up and clasped his fists, and said with humility, "I hope you will not hesitate to give advice, and please also ask the brother in the door to dodge and dodge again, and it is good to come out and meet you generously!"

His words succeeded in drawing everyone's attention to the half-hidden gate, and at the same time, the people who had been secretly watching everything inside the gate before really walked out generously as he said.

"Hey, what a coincidence!" Yi Shu saw that everyone was staring at her, in order to resolve the embarrassment, she grabbed the teacup of the day dive, and said, "My brother is the head of the family, but I am also the daughter of the Rong family, he promised to help you, but I haven't responded yet!"

I don't know if the slap last time made the day dive a little scared, but her action of scooping the teacup actually made his body shrink slightly.

Seeing that Yi Shu drank the tea without wiping it, Ji Wangyi's heart was filled with a trace of disgust, it was clear that it was a good-looking face, but it seemed to be covered with oil in her heart.

"Shu'er-" Rong Yinan said slightly, "Don't mess around!"

"Brother-" Yi Shu stomped his little feet, grabbed the sleeves of his robe, shook it vigorously, and snorted, "Could it be that you forgot everything, why do you still want to help that guy?"

"I said I wanted to help, and I did. Although he said it hardly, Rong Yinan's tone was extremely gentle, gently patted his sister's little hand, and soothed, "If you feel that you don't want to go, just don't participate, can you take some money and silver out for a few days?"

Looking at his gentle smile, Yi Shu's heart felt like it was melting. Since he was a child, his eldest brother has always loved himself, no matter how big the trouble is, he will protect himself, even if he really goes too far, he only scolds softly, and is reluctant to scold loudly.

Now that he is opening his mouth to help these people, he should also help, but, when he thinks of the person he is about to save, Yi Shu's heart is a little entangled, this feeling makes her feel very torn, that is, two different selves are separated in her mind, one is as holy as a fairy who is not stained with mortal dust, and admonishes herself to let go of the past, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the other is as obscure as a wicked woman who is haunted by evil spirits, lobbying herself not to forget the things of the past, and she can't help no matter what.

"Since my brother agrees to help you, I won't stop you anymore-" Finally, the evil girl was directed by the fairy to the clouds, and Yi Shu let go of the hand that was tugging at the sleeve of Rong Yi's man's robe, and said in a deep voice, "Not only that, but I will also go with you to the floating crossing to save people and help you." ”

Although it is the kind fairy side who wins, there is another deep undercurrent surging in Yi Shu's heart.

"Miss Rong, do you really know how to help?" Seeing that there was another helper, she was overjoyed, and she grabbed Yi Shu's hand and said happily, "Thank you so much, thank you so much!"

Feeling that his hands were warm, Yi Shu was pulled out of his mind, and what came into his eyes was his good-looking and full of excited smile and close at hand, and his heart unconsciously skipped a few times, and the words that were about to be scolded were suffocated back, so that she didn't know what to do, and as if she was infected, she also laughed stupidly.

Inside the Hall of the Two Rites and the Heavenly Prison Palace——

Today's Qi Lei seems to be a little hasty, neither tied his braids, nor did he make his exaggerated but very charming eyeliner, dressed in white and wrapped in an amateur, but it makes people see his face clearly, a face that is actually very masculine and well-lined.

It's just that he wasn't the only one who came back this time, and he was followed by a few execution sword immortals in hoodies.

"Long time no see. He said in a deep voice to the man in the cell who was sitting quietly with his back to him.

Still looking at the only window in the prison that could let in light and a little sunlight, Mo Yifan said coldly as always: "Why, you came here for such a big battle just to say these words to me?"

Provoked by his attitude, Qi Lei showed an extremely bitter expression, and said, "It's a shame that you can still make jokes in such a situation, do you know that according to your execution, it is less than half a month away?"

"So what?"

Mo Yifan still didn't look back, but his shoulders shrugged slightly, as if to express his indifference.

If it were Qi Lei as usual, such a negative attitude would definitely cause him to be angry and lose control of his temper, but at this time, his eyes were raised, he looked at the lifeless back, and said softly: "Don't you really feel the breath of death at all?"

Slowly and very slightly, Mo Yifan turned his face slightly sideways and spit out two words: "It's okay." ”

The emotions that were finally controlled exploded instantly with these two words, and the self-tortured sword immortal snatched the key in his hand, Qi Lei opened the cell door and rushed to him, grabbed his placket with both hands, and pulled him up from the chair and lifted him in his hand.

"Is it okay?" Qi Lei roared angrily, "Since I was a child, the most I have heard you say is this 'okay', it doesn't hurt to be teased by someone, it doesn't hurt to be pushed into the river and catch a cold and almost die of lung disease, you are okay, on the eve of being forcibly taken back by the Rong family, even if you are afraid that your whole body is trembling and you are covered with your head, you also say to me that it is okay, Mo Yifan, Mo Yifan, you tell me, I have known you for so many years, have you ever really trusted me for a moment, what is my position in your heart?"

Mo Yifan's heart was faintly aching because of his fiery gaze, so in order not to let his eyes reveal some emotion, he had to choose not to turn his head.

Since he met Qi Lei, he is not unaware of his good Mo Yifan, and he also regards him as a close friend in this life, however, Mo Yifan is lonely and cold in his life (Xiaosheng), coupled with his childhood experience, he is not good and unwilling to express his negative feelings to others, so he has to pretend to be ignorant of Qi Lei's efforts.

In fact, Mo Yifan didn't want to lose Qi Lei from the bottom of his heart, after all, he had accompanied him through too many unforgettable youthful times, and those memories were so precious that no one could replace them.

However, the current situation is not the time for the two of them to complain to each other, so Mo Yifan bit his lower lip vigorously, forcibly restrained the "memory killing" that was overflowing and even spread to his face, turned his face back suddenly, and met Qi Lei's gaze with an extremely indifferent look that was thousands of miles away.

"Enough-" brushed off the hand holding his placket, Mo Yifan said, "Let go!"

was shaken twice by this blow, Qi Lei clearly felt that his heart was hurting fiercely, and he wanted to rush forward to beat this distressing unreasonable and unsympathetic fool to flatten. However, after a long silence, he still let go of his tightly clenched fists, and did not even mention it.

Finally calmed down his emotions, Mo Yifan gently shook Qi Lei, who was still changing color on his face, and his good-looking eyes seemed to contain understanding and tolerance.

Raising his hand to suppress his heart, Qi Lei closed his eyes and turned around, and whispered to the person who had been waiting behind him: "Put on the flail." ”

"No—"

Dressed in a gilded hoodie and robe, the execution sword immortal with a flail in his hand immediately responded in unison after receiving the order, and his figure flashed and put Mo Yifan in the middle.

"Second Prince Mo-" An executioning sword immortal bowed and bowed, and said in a low voice, "The Xuan Court is also the rule of the Xuan Court, and we have no right to resist, so we have to follow the law, and I hope you can cooperate to avoid additional unnecessary injuries." ”

Nodding, Mo Yifan didn't make the slightest extra move, just stood in place cooperatively, his hands hidden in the wide sleeves of his robe and hung naturally at his sides.