A despicable and shameless one made the cup in Li Xunhuan's hand almost fall to the ground, and the three words Lin Shiyin suddenly hit his chest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ah Feishang was a little confused, and raised his eyebrows to look at Gu Xiaoxiao: "Why do you want to rush back to Chang'an as soon as possible." ”

Li Xunhuan had already put down the cup, swept away the past gentleness, and said in a slightly eager tone: "Let's leave now, I'm afraid the money gang will find it if it's late-"

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, after all, Lin Shiyin was still his wife who nominally worshipped his eldest brother, even if Long Xiaoyun had devised a poison plan to kill him.

Long Xiaoyun can be unkind, but he can't be unjust.

Ah Fei suddenly understood, blaming himself for his sluggishness, Li Xunhuan and him were heart-to-heart for his birth and death, but he was not as thoughtful as Xian'er.

"Brother Li doesn't have to worry too much, the money gang may not act too quickly."

Gu Xiaoxiao thought of Jing Wusheng, who had lost his arm, and Shangguan Fei, who hated him deeply. Everyone understands the truth of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, but Shangguan Fei doesn't know that Jing Wuming's left-handed sword is faster and more cruel than his right-handed sword.

She could almost imagine his shock and astonishment when Jing Wusheng's sword stabbed into Shangguan Fei's throat.

Shangguan Hong lost his son in middle age, no matter how cold-blooded and arrogant he was, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to act as decisively as usual for a while.

At least, he has to handle Shangguan Fei's funeral first, and he won't have the heart to deal with other things until the first seven days.

Gu Xiaoxiao didn't have a good impression of Shangguan Fei and Jing Wusheng, so no matter which of the two died, she didn't care.

It's just that she knew these things, but she couldn't say anything to Li Xunhuan and Ah Fei, so the three of them rushed back to Chang'an.

From Luoyang to Chang'an, a journey of half a month, it took them less than four days.

All the way to the dust, all the way to the hurry, to the third day above the sky above the gloomy clouds, the light gray clouds make people feel depressing, snowflakes seem to fall at any time.

Fortunately, after they arrived in Chang'an City, the snowflakes fell slowly, first three or five pieces, and finally the sky.

The heavy snow made the three of them glad that they arrived in Chang'an one step earlier, otherwise they would have been isolated on the road.

The three of them were all dressed in thin clothes, and walking in the snow contrasted sharply with the heavily wrapped people. People who practice martial arts are not afraid of cold and heat, but they have always used internal force to resist the cold, which is also a matter of physical strength.

Ah Fei disappeared for a moment, and when he reappeared, he had two more umbrellas in his hand, he handed one to Li Xunhuan and held up the other for Gu Xiaoxiao.

Li Xunhuan only held the umbrella in his hand, but he didn't hold it up, coughing violently, coughing his cheeks crimson, and a pair of calm and gentle eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

The snowflakes fell on his shoulders, sprinkling a piece of silver and white, Ah Fei handed the umbrella to Gu Xiaoxiao, and asked Li Xunhuan with concern: "Brother Li, your health is getting worse and worse, why don't we find a family doctor first, and ask the husband to show you." ”

Li Xunhuan raised his head, his eyes were blank and he waved his hand with a hidden smile: "It's an old problem, cough, the weather has suddenly become cold, it's just that it's just a seizure, let's go to Xingyunzhuang first." ”

Ah Fei knew what it was like to remember a person in his heart, and he knew Li Xunhuan's knot in his heart for so many years, so he could only sigh and go with him.

The place where they got off the bus was only two quarters of an hour's walk from Xingyunzhuang, and the three of them quickened their pace and soon came to the main gate of Xingyunzhuang.

Snow fell all over the ground, the gate was closed, and some snowflakes fell under the mottled vermilion gate.

The snow has not yet been able to decorate the heavens and the earth, half of the snow and half of the carved beams and paintings, and even Xiao Suo has become half and half.

Li Xunhuan stopped, looked up at the not magnificent gatehouse, he was afraid of everything in the door.

Although there has been no rumor on the rivers and lakes in recent days, and it is rare for the Money Gang to stop, he is still afraid, afraid that the person will not be there.

"Brother Li, knock on the door first."

Ah Fei really couldn't bear to see Li Xunhuan standing in the wind and snow, lonely and lonely, and offered to knock on the door.

Li Xunhuan looked at him and nodded slowly, and Ah Fei quickly stepped forward and buckled the rusty copper ring.

The copper ring was cold and cold, after Ah Fei knocked on the door, there was no sound for a long time, just as he was about to stretch out his hand to push it, the sound of staggering footsteps and coughing came, and he stopped.

The door slowly opened, only a crack opened, and an old servant with gray hair poked his head out, squinting at Ah Fei, his cloudy eyes showed a look of fear, and when he saw Li Xunhuan and Gu Xiaoxiao behind him, he was pleasantly surprised: "Miss Xian'er is back, cough, Madame has been thinking about you." ”

As he spoke, he clumsily opened the door, squinted at Li Xunhuan for a while, and suddenly recognized his identity: "This is Master Li, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so a few people have been waiting outside for a long time." ”

The old servant walked with a hunchback and a thick winter coat, and people were very worried that he would fall in the next moment.

As soon as Long Xiaoyun left, the huge Xingyunzhuang was scattered like a tree, and the subordinates left one after another, just like the old man Yang, a homeless person barely stayed here to guard the door, at least a place to live.

Entering the door, the wind and snow are still there, the depressed courtyard has a thin layer of snow, and the withered leaves stubbornly stick out of the snow a corner, which is even more desolate and lonely.

The flowers in the courtyard were all defeated, and the old servant took them a few steps, panting and holding on to the beams, coughing and saying: "Please forgive the old slave for being rude, this old bone can't stand the toss, and I don't know if I can survive until next year's spring flowers." Madame and Young Master, in the small building in the depths of the courtyard, Miss Xian'er, Master Li and this little brother, just go by themselves. ”

Li Xunhuan is not a person who is difficult for a strong man, not to mention that this old servant does look very weak, as if he is about to fall to the ground if he takes one more step, he really can't bear to be harsh.

"Old man, you can rest, let's go by ourselves."

After speaking, Li Xunhuan raised his feet and walked to the front, and said to Li Xunhuan and Lin Xian'er with a sigh: "It's just a year, and it seems that the world has changed here." ”

He still remembers how lively it was when he returned last year, where countless martial arts people gathered and the lights were brilliant.

Here, he also experienced an unforgettable crisis in his life, being framed as a plum blossom thief, betrayed by his brother, and being attacked and imprisoned.

Every step of the way, Li Xunhuan can think of the past scenes, last year, more than ten years ago, more than 20 years ago, his childhood, his youth, and his youth have spent countless nostalgic times here.

But at this age, he returned as a guest, and even Lin Xian'er became the young lady of Xingyunzhuang, and Lin Shiyin finally became his wife.

Ah Fei and Gu Xiaoxiao walked behind Li Xunhuan, their faces were somewhat shy, Lin Shiyin recognized Lin Xian'er as her righteous sister and let her live in Lengxiang Xiaozhu, Gu Xiaoxiao After entering the mission, she didn't say goodbye after the accident in Xingyunzhuang like Lin Xian'er.

Lin Shiyin is a really generous person, she is sincere to Lin Xian'er, she is sincere to everyone, but her childhood sweetheart's fiancé deceived her, her husband deceived her, and even her son, she recognized her sister-in-law deceived her.

Lin Shiyin in everyone's eyes is beautiful and kind, no one deliberately hurts her, when everyone hurts her, it causes the bitter fruit of her life.

Gu Xiaoxiao walked in Xiao Liang's courtyard, who would have thought that when this mansion had been brilliant, there were seven Jinshi and three Tanhua here, as well as a martial arts hero who was unparalleled in the world.

Everything is like yesterday's yellow flower, Gu Xiaoxiao made up her mind that she must change Lin Shiyin's fate, as entrusted by the original owner.

Perhaps, Lin Xian'er is indeed a woman among women, because she knows a woman's mind well. No matter how many layers of fortress Lin Shiyin added to her heart, she could see through the loneliness, loneliness and desolation in Lin Shiyin's heart.

It was getting dark, and the snow had not stopped, and in the distance stood a small building, with doors and windows closed, and a slender and weak figure reflected on the pale yellow window paper, and a shorter shadow beside her.

Li Xunhuan's footsteps stopped, and as he got closer and closer to Xiaolou, his heart became more and more painful.

He stayed in the alley at the back door of Xingyunzhuang for more than half a year, and he also took advantage of the night to quietly gaze at the people in the building from a distance all the way.

Li Xunhuan has never appeared in front of Lin Shiyin, even if sometimes she notices something, opens the window and looks around, forcing him to come out to meet, he never shows up.

He has done too many wrong things in his life, Li Xunhuan wants to atone for his sins and make her happy, but he doesn't know how to make up for the mistakes he made at the beginning.

Therefore, he can only choose to guard, silently guarding the peace and Qingning belonging to Lin Shiyin's mother and son.

But Li Xunhuan didn't dare to think about whether Lin Shiyin was willing to accept such protection, and what she really wanted.

Ah Fei saw that Li Xunhuan stopped, his eyes flashed with worry, and he looked at Gu Xiaoxiao for help.

In his mind, the woman around him is the smartest person in the world, she can solve all problems, and can bring people out of the fog.

"Brother Li, it's better to go downstairs later, I will knock on the door first, and then you can go upstairs when it is convenient for Sister Shiyin."

No matter how childhood sweethearts Li Xunhuan was with Lin Shiyin back then, now she is still a wife, and he is a foreign man. Ah Fei is also a young man, and the two of them broke in rashly, which is a kind of disrespect to Lin Shiyin.

Li Xunhuan finally withdrew from his inexplicable worries, he nodded in response to Gu Xiaoxiao's opinion, and raised his foot again.

He is still in a trance at the moment, and in his warm and quiet eyes with a smile all the year round, only desolation and depression are left at this moment.

Gu Xiaoxiao knew that Li Xunhuan was lamenting Lin Shiyin's fate, and she couldn't wait to pull his ears and tell him loudly that he was the source of Lin Shiyin's loneliness, sorrow and helplessness.

The two of them, who have been expecting Ai Ai for so many years, should have been together a long time ago.

Snowflakes swirled, and their footsteps fell into the snow, silently disappearing.

Xiao Lou arrived soon, Gu Xiaoxiao nodded at Li Xunhuan and Ah Fei, and walked up the dry wooden steps, and even footsteps sounded.

Inside the window, under the lamp, a pale woman is sewing clothes with needles and threads, she is Lin Shiyin, it can be seen from her beautiful silhouette that she was indeed a symbol of beauty when she was young.

But at this moment, her face was pale and expressionless, as if all the joys in the world had nothing to do with her, and as if she had experienced all the sorrows of life.

Her beautiful eyes had long since lost their former brilliance, and sitting across from her was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, pale but with sly eyes.

He had a book in his hand, but it had barely been turned over a quarter of an hour before, and he had been listening to the footsteps in the snow, listening to the words of the three in the snow, and a chill ran in his chest.

The hand that was sewing clothes stopped, and Lin Shiyin looked up at the direction of the window in a daze: "Xiaoyun, is someone coming, how did I hear the footsteps." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of her footsteps became clearer, like the footsteps of a woman, gently stepping on the wooden plank, full of rhythm.

Long Xiaoyun put down the book in his hand, tilted his head and hummed, and said innocently: "There is a sound of footsteps, let me see who is coming." ”

As he spoke, he got up from his stool and opened the door in three or two steps.

Gu Xiaoxiao was about to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened, the warm breeze in the room came to his face, and a young man wearing an old fox fur held the door with one hand, and a bright smile appeared on his pale face: "Aunt Lin is here, mother, it's Aunt Xian'er." ”

In such a lonely and sad twilight, the night eats away at the faint skylight, and what is more joyful than the news of the visit of the old people.

Even Lin Shiyin, who seemed to have been numb to everything before, couldn't help but feel a little more emotional after hearing the news of Lin Xian'er's arrival, she put down her work, and a faint pale smile bloomed on her face: "It's Sister Xian'er, Xiaoyun, don't you invite Auntie in soon." ”

Long Xiaoyun opened the door wider, stretched out his hand and said, "Please." ”

His eyes looked through Lin Xian'er at the two voices standing silently in the darkness downstairs, and a trace of viciousness flashed in the corners of his eyes.

Lin Shiyin got up, and when Gu Xiaoxiao saw her thin figure, her heart seemed to be a little bitter: "Sister Shiyin, Brother Li and Ah Fei are waiting downstairs, is it convenient for them to go upstairs and sit for a while?" ”

The wind and snow that the lights were poured into the room were crumbling, and Lin Shiyin's smiling figure seemed to be crumbling by the wind, and countless bitterness surged up at the corners of her lips, and she held the table with her hands to support her body.

She looked at Lin Xian'er, even with the light on her back, she was still so young and beautiful, so charming and cute, compared to Lin Xian'er, she was like a flower about to wither.

But when she learned that Li Xunhuan was coming, Lin Shiyin's heart became hot again, and the bitterness in her mouth became even more bitter after being burned, she looked at the wind and snow outside the building and said, "The snow is big, let them come up." ”

Without waiting for Gu Xiaoxiao to speak, Long Xiaoyun walked into the railing, looked downstairs with a hideous face, and changed to an innocent and playful expression in a blink of an eye: "Uncle Li, Uncle Ah Fei, it's snowing outside, come up quickly." ”

His voice was so light and joyful, as if he had been looking forward to the arrival of Li Xunhuan and Ah Fei.

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Xunhuan turned his back, nodded to Ah Fei and said, "Let's go up." ”

(Ah, the monthly pass is over 180 and I owe one more, hey, I owe two more in total!) (To be continued.) )