Recalling Fengyin that night, Hua Qingmo still feels that they are two people who are completely different from those in her memory. Feng Yin, whom she first met, was young and frivolous and willful, but she listened to it and dared to take responsibility.

That night, Feng Yin was calm and calm, like an eagle under the protection of his parents' wings, and already had the courage to dominate the sky. However, Hua Qingmo could see that he had no ambition and just wanted to do what he thought was right.

Recalling that kind of Feng Yin, Hua Qingmo herself felt that if she hadn't met Feng Yin at the beginning, he might have been much happier than now. At least, he can continue to be the carefree, frivolous and willful Nine Princes.

I knew it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning.

Perhaps, Mo acquaintance is the best for Feng Yin.

"Oh! The Nine Princes of Linyue is a very special person. When Chu Yanqian heard Hua Qingmo's words, he just said lightly, and the meaning was unclear. Immediately, he suddenly smiled, and looked at Hua Qingmo with deep meaning, "He seems to have affection for you!" Mo'er. ”

"Cousin, what do you think is the difference between affection and ruthlessness in this war-torn land in today's troubled times?" Hua Qingmo only smiled and replied to Chu Yanqian's quipping words.

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, the smile on the corner of Chu Yanqian's lips dimmed, and it also fell silent. "You're right, in today's world, there really is no difference between being ruthless and ruthless."

Immediately, Chu Yanqian's expression became slightly serious, and his tone gradually became cold: "Mo'er, the emperor wants me to kill Xubai to replace him, and master the grain, grass and weapons in Xubai's hands." I'm pretending to be your subordinate, just to make sure if it's you? ”

"Now that it's decided, are you going to kill me?" Hua Qingmo looked at Chu Yanqian, smiled very gently, and asked him very seriously. Loyalty and affection, Chu Yanqian has to choose one after all, and she won't blame him for half a point.

Seeing Hua Qingmo so calm and calm, Chu Yanqian didn't know why he felt that the pressure and burden in his heart that were like a mountain suddenly disappeared. At this time, all he could notice was the beautiful and elegant face of the woman in front of him, the gentle and calm smile, and the calm and calm between her eyebrows.

At this time, the years are quiet.

Time is gentle like his mother's gentle hands and loving smile when he was young, and the warm sun is more like his mother's careful and gentle embrace, and his caring whispers make him greedy and abnormal.

At this moment, Chu Yanqian had some extravagant hopes, time stood still, and it was eternal and immortal.

However, he knew very well that it was just an extravagant hope.

But perhaps this extravagant hope was too strong and too frightening, Chu Yanqian suddenly admitted that he had never wanted to admit it.

He seemed to like her.

The woman on the curtain in the room was a phantom after all, a scene that once moved him. Unreal and beautiful things are fascinating, and the so-called love is just yearning.

And those real encounters, real conversations, and real memories are always ignored by him because they are too ordinary, and they always make him keep looking for reasons to deny them. At this time, when he was at a loss in his heart, he realized that he liked someone, but it turned out to be just plain as water.

But it's better to keep this matter from his little cousin.

There is a limit to what a person can bear, and there is only one person who can reciprocate love.

Too much is a burden.

If you like her, why burden her?

"Cousin, are you alright?" Hua Qingmo saw Chu Yanqian looking at her in a daze, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, seeing that Chu Yanqian still had no reaction. picked up the purple clay pot and poured a cup of tea, and when he was about to splash it again, Chu Yanqian suddenly glanced at him with a disdainful face.

"Mo'er, gentle and gentle." Chu Yanqian's reminding mouth was in a serious tone, but his smile was full of banter.

Hua Qingmo glanced at Chu Yanqian and said, "Gentleness depends on people." ”

"Stingy." Chu Yanqian lightly threw out two words.

"Well, I'm stingy." Hua Qingmo generously admitted.

"Mo'er, you're stingy, but I'm very generous." Chu Yanqian's smile did not change, and he was free at will. He reached behind his back, and after groping for a long time, he took out a bright yellow silk brocade with green jade as the shaft.

What is this, Hua Qingmo knew at a glance, but she didn't understand what Chu Yanqian meant by taking out the holy decree to herself.

Opening the holy decree, Chu Yanqian glanced at it, and then threw it in front of Hua Qingmo, "Take a look." ”

"Okay." Hua Qingmo picked up the holy decree and stared at the handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on it. Soon, her lips hooked, and her smile was confident and flamboyant, with a touch of contempt and sarcasm. "The emperor actually wants to crown you as the king side by side, it seems that the emperor trusts his cousin very much and recognizes your ability."

"I don't rejoice at all in the trust that comes from spreading pain and death." Chu Yanqian said lightly, with a hint of mockery in his smile. Immediately, he raised his head and closed his eyes, and gently tapped his forehead with his hand, although the smile on the corner of his lips was not falling, but it was profound. "I still remember the words you persuaded me and Chu Xuanxiao that night, the victory of the war was accompanied by the death of countless people, and at the same time, countless pain and hatred were also spread. Death, for the dead, is liberation and the end. For the living, death is pain, and it is the beginning. I am now ending the lives of countless people and beginning the suffering of countless people. I didn't think it was anything before, but your words always made me feel that what I was doing was wrong. ”

"Yes, we're all doing the wrong thing. But no one can stop unless someone puts an end to all the qiē. Chu Yanqian's words, Hua Qingmo agreed, but she also knew that reality and ideals always go against each other, going farther and farther.

"Someone? End? Do you mean nine thousand years old? Chu Yanqian opened his eyes and looked at Hua Qingmo, his gaze was serious and gentle.

Hua Qingmo didn't hesitate, didn't hesitate, just nodded affirmatively: "Hmm!" ”

"What a love!" Seeing Hua Qingmo like this, Chu Yanqian couldn't help but mutter. Then, he lay on the stone table, his posture casual and lazy, his expression calm and relaxed, as if he was just alone, living for himself.

After being silent for a moment, Chu Yanqian spoke, his voice a little blurred: "Na, Mo'er, I am reluctant to kill you today, will you be reluctant to kill me in the future?" ”

"Probably so." Hua Qingmo replied.

Hearing her answer like this, Chu Yanqian let out a low laugh, and his laughter was full of comfort and casualness. "Mo'er, I think I know what my loyalty is. But Mo'er, I don't think I'm really as old as nine thousand years old, and I don't even seem to be able to compare with him, and if you look at men from all over the world, I'm afraid that no one can match him. In this world, why is there a white purple flute? He alone is the light of the sun and the moon, and the light of our fireflies will eventually dim before him. ”

"I don't know why there is a white purple flute? However, there is a white purple flute, and there is today's flower Qingmo. Hua Qingmo didn't think about the deep meaning of Chu Yanqian's words just now, but just said it gently, and her eyes were full of tenderness and warmth.

At this time, Chu Yanqian looked at Hua Qingmo, looking at the tenderness and affection she showed because of Bai Zixiao, and he felt a touch of loneliness in his heart.

Sure enough, I like it.

But fortunately, it was 9,000 years old who lost to him. If it were someone else, he might have fought for it. But because it was Bai Zixiao, Chu Yanqian felt that he didn't even have the qualifications and rights to fight for.

The Nine Princes of Linyue and themselves are afraid of the same thoughts, not comparable, so much worse, how can they fight? How to take it?

"Mo'er, I'll go first. Xubai's identity, you temporarily let him disappear, just when I successfully killed Xubai. Chu Yanqian stood up and instructed Hua Qingmo in a casual tone.

"This is the crime of deception." Hearing Chu Yanqian's words, Hua Qingmo immediately reminded her.

"It's okay, the emperor has been taking me for a long time." Chu Yanqian had a smug tone, but his handsome and graceful face was a kind of astonishing elegance.

Seeing Chu Yanqian like this, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but smile, "Cousin, you are a villain." ”

"If I am useless to the emperor, I will not be able to achieve the villain's will, so your cousin is still powerful." Chu Yanqian walked to Hua Qingmo's side and reached out to hold the square scarf that Hua Qingmo was holding in her hair. With a slight effort, the square scarf spreads out, and the long hair falls down like a pouring waterfall.

At this moment, Chu Yanqian felt the softness and smoothness of the square towel in his hand, smelled the faint floral fragrance of Hua Qingmo's long hair, and the cold and shallow wisps of green silk when they crossed his skin.

He thought that this moment was enough for him to remember for a long, long time.

"Women, it's better to tie your hair in a bun, and tie your hair with a square scarf, this is a man, and you should not pretend to be a man in the future." Chu Yanqian looked at Hua Qingmo, his voice was as always, and there was no change in the slightest. Even if he knows his mind, for Chu Yanqian, there will be no big changes, and he will not treat Hua Qingmo like an ordinary man, and he will not treat his favorite person very gently.

"Mo'er knows." Hua Qingmo stood up and looked at Chu Yanqian calmly. "Cousin, take care."

"Well, you too." Chu Yanqian nodded, gently put his hand on the top of Hua Qingmo's head, and knocked it. It's not light, it's not heavy, but Chu Yanqian knows that this is the right distance between him and Hua Qingmo.

It's too close, you'll want to get it.

It's too far away, and you will miss it intensely.

Now like this, not far or close, blood relationship, best.

Leaving from Kurong Temple, Chu Yanqian and his secret guards did not immediately return to Lin'an City to announce their lives to Situ, but turned to the northwest.

At night, Chu Yanqian arrived at Xinyang, a hundred miles northwest of Youzhou.

Entering Xinyang City, Chu Yanqian directly entered the largest red mansion in the city. After getting rid of the proximity of those women, Chu Yanqian couldn't help but fix the person who was here and cursed a few words fiercely.

Walking to the fourth floor, the dead silence was completely opposite to the noisy hall below, and the hidden guards around made Chu Yanqian understand that that person would not allow a single mistake.

Under the traction of people, Chu Yanqian came to the door of a room. The moment he opened the door, he felt an unspeakable gravity pressing on him.

However, he has already made a choice and will not change it.

Entering the room, the rich aroma of wine made him laugh unconsciously. It seems that the calamity of the people here is much deeper than his.

Walking into the cabinet, Chu Yanqian saw at a glance a young man lying on his side drinking on a black mink. His facial features are four or five points similar to Bai Zixiao, but compared to Bai Zixiao's demonic appearance, his facial features are much more handsome.

"Nine Princes, meet for the first time, in Xia Chu Yanqian."