The morning light is faint, the warbler is crying, and the fresh breath after the rain is soaked into the heart and lungs, with a comfortable sense of relaxation.

Yan Li was in a trance and thought that he was still in a peaceful cabin on the top of Qixian Mountain, and it was not until he opened his eyes and saw the carved bedframe that he remembered that he should be on Jade Dome Mountain, in the Junzi Building, waiting for Wen Moqing in the small room that was cleaned up for her.

The arm was slightly hot, a little sore, numb, swollen and painful, Yan Liwu subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw Wen Moqing sleeping with her eyes closed on her arm, her slender palm and her hand tightly fitted, and her fingers intertwined.

The throat was dry and dumb, the hunger and thirst were like a fierce beast attacking the heart and it was unbearable, Yan Liwu gently moved his arm to pull out from under Wen Moqing's head, as much as possible not to disturb his rare sleep, but Wen Moqing was too sensitive, or he was not asleep at all, Yan Liwu only moved slightly, and the pair of eyes that were as dark as the night suddenly opened, staring at the sleepy-eyed beautiful face.

“…… Do you want to drink water? Wen Moqing asked with a wooden face, not looking like he was in a daze and chaos after being awakened from sleep, but Yan Li watched him get up mechanically and hit the top of his head on the railing of the bed frame.

Yan Liwu gasped and grabbed Wen Moqing's sleeve: "You better sit down first, be confused, be careful to break the bed." ”

Wen Moqing did not struggle to refuse, and sat back on the stool in a rare obedience to the words of sorrow, closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

"How long did I sleep? How long have you been on guard? Yan Li looked at Wen Moqing's slightly haggard cheeks worriedly, and there seemed to be some resentment in his eyes.

Wen Moqing stretched out a finger and shook it, covered her mouth and yawned: "One day and two nights." As long as you sleep, I will watch over you. ”

This answer was really not unexpected at all, and she even believed that if she had to sleep for ten, twenty, or fifty days, Wen Moqing would stay by her side until she woke up.

Some things are silent, and they don't need to be said or told, they just need to be experienced with their hearts.

Yan Liwu vaguely remembered what happened before he fell asleep, frowned and knocked on his forehead, and looked at the door: "How is Mu Daxia?" At that time, I was delirious, and I didn't know the depth of the hairpin that pierced him. ”

"I'm still alive, and I'm happy to have breakfast."

"That'...... What about Bisheng? After a few moments, Yan Li asked in a low voice.

Wen Moqing did not answer immediately, but poured a glass of water and sent it to him, Yan Liwu then remembered that he was almost speechless in his throat, holding the teacup and drinking without any water, and did not notice that the table was full of teapots when he drank happily - the doctor said that this kind of drowsy medicine can cause thirst, Wen Moqing asked people to boil a pot of boiling water to send it, and when it was cold, a pot of pot was poured out, and he tossed it over in this day and two nights.

After drinking tea, Yan was much more sober, Wen Moqing was no longer sleepy, the two of them sat one and a half lying down, and after chatting a few words, the topic returned to Bi Sheng.

"People are locked in the room, the door is locked with purple gold locks, and no one can enter without a key." Wen Moqing picked up the bronze key hanging from his neck with one finger, and there was no look of joking for a long time on his face, "Senior Brother Mu's hands and feet still have a feeling of numbness, and I don't know if it has left a sequelae, so the master has moved the real fire this time, and it is impossible to tolerate Bisheng, and the best result is to drive her out of the Junzi Building." ”

The same brother who takes care of himself can be ruthlessly used, and he really can't give Bi Sheng to sympathize with him, but considering the relationship between Bi Sheng and Bi Xiao, he can't help but hesitate in his heart: "Will Bi Xiao be affected?" If there is no evidence, it is not good to say that Bisheng was drugged based on speculation, right? ”

"There are some things that don't need evidence, and people who don't have to do with it won't be affected." Wen Moqing stretched out her hand and deliberately terminated the discussion about Bi Sheng, "Get up, take you out for a walk." ”

Yan Li looked at the palm stretched out to him and was slightly stunned, and after a while, he answered almost inaudibly, and gently put his hand into Wen Moqing's palm, and there seemed to be something more firm in his heart.

If she could, she hoped that this hand would hold her through the rest of her life.

In the Junzi Building, Song Zijie and others' rejection and resistance to words and worries mostly came from sympathy for Bi Sheng, and when Bi Sheng's actions stunned everyone, the original boredom of words and worries quietly disappeared, and even turned into shame and guilt. Yan Liwu didn't think about it so much, and when he walked side by side with Wen Moqing to the Gentleman's Building, he was still nervous, guessing how many cold accusations he would receive; Far from her expectations, when she saw the hostility again, there was no trace, and those gentlemen either nodded politely to her, or apologized inexplicably with a red face, which made her overwhelmed.

"What Master agrees to, even if it is shallow, he does not dare to object." Walking to the door of the main building of the Junzi Building, Wen Moqing suddenly grabbed Yan Li's worried hand, and showed the relationship between the two in the most high-profile posture in front of everyone.

Yan Li glared at him, almost squeezing out a voice from between his teeth: "Can't you not show off?" ”

"I'm showing off for you, it's not easy to find a good mother-in-law, and it's even harder to find a good man." Wen Moqing is calm.

"Shameless!"

"It's worthless and not hungry, is it useful to have a face?" Wen Moqing sneered, still holding his hand tightly and holding on to his worries, and climbed the stairs step by step amid the sound of discussion all the way.

After all, he was an apprentice who had grown up, and Qiu Shushui did not let too many people participate in the process of questioning and punishing Bi Sheng, and even Yan Li, who was harmed by it, could only stay outside and wait, and the result was just as Wen Moqing expected, Qiu Shushui left Bi Sheng enough face to calmly remove the identity of Bi Sheng's Junzi Lou and let him leave Jade Dome Mountain on his own.

Yan Liwu understands that this punishment is not as easy and simple as it seems, and for the children of Junzilou, this may be the most cruel punishment.

Bi Sheng left at night, without bringing anything and notifying anyone, a burden and a person, walking down the Jade Dome Mountain step by step in the dark night. There was Mu Jiuge waiting halfway up the mountain, but compared to the usual hearty and free, Mu Jiuge this night was unusually silent, and took Bisheng's burden and sent her to the foot of the mountain, and then he said the first sentence hoarsely.

"Girl, do it yourself, remember to tell my senior brother if you are in trouble."

Bi Sheng took back the burden, nodded stiffly, walked out of dozens of steps with an expressionless face and suddenly stopped, turning tears like rain.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Mu......"

A low sigh sounded in the night, Mu Jiuge hesitated for a while, but still stepped forward, grabbed the crying Bisheng and patted the top of his head: "Wrong is wrong, you must pay the price." Girl, you only think about the girl, why didn't you think that this is also a harm to Moqing? Why don't you want to think about it, if I really did something to Miss Yan that day, how will I face Moqing and the world in the future? It's not necessarily a bad thing for the master to expel you from the master's door, after you leave, go to the big girl, and learn from the big girl in the future, don't be willful and mess around, understand? ”

Bi Sheng didn't answer, tears stained Mu Jiuge's clothes, the hand with the copper bell tied to his wrist was quietly clenched, and a drop of red blood flowed slowly and silently down his fingertips.

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In the ruined temple on the outskirts of the city hundreds of miles away from the imperial capital Fengluo City, a firelight suddenly lit up, driving away the gloom shrouded in the middle of the night one by one.

The temple has been broken for many years, the half of the dumped clay sculpture is broken, the walls are deeply cracked, giving people the feeling that they are about to collapse, and a large area of crimson blood on the ground that has not yet dried up is even more shocking, adding seven points of misery.

Jun Wunian put out the fire and stuck the torch on the dilapidated incense case, raised his foot and kicked a corpse that was already cold, shook his head when he saw the scar on the man's neck, and then turned his head to look at the other body covered in scars next to him, his eyes showed a little pity and regret.

"Asakun, are you still there?" Gently stroking the eyes of the tragic death of Junzilou's disciple, Jun Wunian got up and leaned against the dusty wall, his voice seemed to be a little tired.

There was a stumbling outside the wall, and then someone stepped into the ruined temple.

"If I had known that you were following behind, I wouldn't have had to delay cleaning up." Lou Qianhan glanced at the cold bones of his fellow door, and his expression did not change, "It's for you?" Do you know the identity of the other party? ”

Jun Wunian shook his head: "It's not aimed at me, I just chased after me when I saw someone in the palace send a rescue signal, but I had no choice but to chase it very hard, even if today is the fourth day, I only got a corpse." ”

Although he has left Junzilou, Jun Wunian still thinks of the same door, and whenever he encounters a child in trouble in Junzilou, he will help him, and this time it is the same. Four days ago, he found a helper in the palace, and Jun Wunian hurried there before he could tell Wen Mozheng, only to see blood stains all over the ground and a token of the Junzilou Building. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew that he was very good at attacking the enemy who asked for help, so much so that he couldn't catch up until Lou Qianhan, who was killed halfway, blocked him.

This situation reminded him of a certain figure in the palace.

"Will you send the corpse or will I send it?" No matter where the children of the gentleman's building died, they must be sent back to Yuqiong Mountain for burial, this is the traditional rule, and Lou Qianhan has this question.

"You send it, you don't have anything to do anyway." Jun Wunian smiled bitterly and looked back at the stars in the night, "As expected, I have been planted in the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain this time, although it may be too late to rush back now, but it is better than letting some people act recklessly." ”

Lou Qianhan didn't have the slightest interest in the imperial court, so he answered lightly and didn't ask carefully, and frowned slightly when he looked at Jun Wunian again: "Mo Qing has already taken that woman to see General Tong, and I heard that the woman has been running to the building in the past two days." ”

"Well, that's to be expected." Jun Wunian was a little careless, and only after a while did he raise his head in surprise, "Huh? Mo Qing took Miss Yan to see Master? These two people are moving too fast, right? Over the palace, I don't think the second prince seems to be overwhelmed, and he can't keep up his spirits, and once he knows the news, he will probably be seriously ill again. ”

"It's better to be dead."

Jun Wunian almost choked without taking a breath, and broke a little crying and laughing: "What are you doing, Qianhan?" The second prince has no grievances with you, as for cursing people like this? ”

"When he's dead, the woman won't be half-hearted." Lou Qianhan didn't seem to see Jun Wunian's surprised eyes, but he was still very serious.

Nothing is more terrifying than the Ransnow Pavilion Pavilion Master. Jun Wunian gradually realized that Lou Qianhan was not joking, and his smile was scattered, and his expression was solemn: "Qianhan, tell me first, what are you doing here?" Don't you hate the noisy imperial capital the most? Don't tell me you're here to kill. ”

Lou Qianhan was noncommittal, and the anti-sect Jun Wunian was even more worried, took a deep breath, and pressed the long sword in Lou Qianhan's hand hard.

"Don't act rashly, if you kill the second prince, it won't do Mo Qing any good."