Qiu Yinong looked at him for a while, and smiled a little: "I thought that a person like Bai Daren, who is not inhibited and serious all day long, would not like these fancy shelves, but I didn't expect Bai Daren to be so interesting." ”

"Aki-sama laughed." Baiyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the other side of the stage, his tone was inadvertently prolonged, and he looked a little careless.

Qiu Yinong followed his gaze and found that his gaze did not fall on the stage, but on the audience in front of the stage, and the eyes were still quite tangled, and the feelings were very complicated!!

She couldn't help but be a little curious, what was there under the audience that was worth seeing so attentively to Baiyuan?

deliberately ridiculed him: "Baida people shouldn't be here for the play, but for the people watching the play, right?" ”

Hearing her words, Bai Yuan's face changed subconsciously, and he immediately withdrew his gaze, bowed to Qiu Yinong, and immediately denied it: "What is Lord Qiu talking about?" I did come to see a play. ”

There were flower lanterns hanging on the pavilion, and under the illumination of the lights, the man lowered his head, and there was a little sweat on his forehead.

Qiu Yinong was really surprised, Baiyuan, who threw his head and sprinkled blood on the battlefield without blinking his eyes, is now so nervous, so nervous that when he is in this ice and snow, cold sweat begins to break out on his forehead!!

At this moment, on this gazebo, looking at the man who bowed in front of her, she always remembered that in the gazebo of Qianqiu Palace, he walked towards her step by step with the shining sword in his hand, and picked out her heart with his own hands.

Suddenly, as if the pain had crossed over, she felt a sharp pain in her chest.

She bent down slightly, and the hatred in her heart came out inadvertently, rampaging through her body, stirring her, and making her feel a burst of heartbreaking.

Seeing her strange appearance, Baiyuan hurriedly asked with concern, "Is Lord Qiu unwell?" ”

"Nope." Qiu Yinong endured the pain in his chest and waved his hand and said, "It's not that I feel unwell, but I suddenly feel a burst of heartache, and it feels like someone has picked out my heart alive with a sword." ”

Her eyes kept looking at Baiyuan, and when she heard her words, she obviously saw Baiyuan's face, and it turned white all of a sudden.

Thinking about it, he also has a memory, and when she was so plucked, he immediately remembered the things he had done, which was really rare, and she thought that he had long forgotten that thing and lived a good life!!

Baiyuan's brows twitched a few times, and he looked at Qiu Yinong and said hoarsely: "Ordinary people, they don't have such a strange feeling!" ”

How painful it should be when the heart is picked out, Bai Yuan doesn't dare to think about it now, every time he thinks about it, his hands will still tremble, in countless dreams, he can dream that Zhao Zishi was nailed to the beam by the sword, and the heart was already empty and bloody.

And one of his hands holding the sword was covered in blood.

He was so frightened that he threw away his sword and began to run wildly through the night, then woke up, covered in sweat.

After Zhao Zishi died, he solemnly told Zhan Yu countless times that she was dead and could not come back to life, but every time, when he told Zhan Yu like this, his heart was full of fear.