Situ Qianchen stood in front of the door, thinking that it was because no one had entered for a long time, and the closed double doors had been covered with cobwebs, which looked a little shabby.

"Hey, aren't you going to tell a story? What are you bringing me to this haunted house for? Ruyi subconsciously took a step back and looked around nervously.

"This is not a haunted house, this is the courtyard where my wife lived before she died." Situ Qianchen didn't look back, but his voice was muffled, which matched this haunted house quite well.

His wife?

Is anyone still willing to marry this ruthless, unrighteous and ruthless person?

Thinking like this, Situ Qianchen pushed open the door next, and the oncoming flying dust, Ruyi hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, stretched out his hand and waved it with a little disgust, but secretly thought in his heart, since it is the place where your wife lived before her death, you have to let people come over and clean it on time, this is like a deserted haunted house.

Situ Qianchen used a fire fold to light the candlesticks around him, and the dark room lit up.

Ruyi thinks that there is nothing beautiful about a woman's boudoir, but it is just a bed and a dresser, what else......

But when she looked up and her eyes fell on the wall, she froze.

She couldn't help but wonder if this was a woman's boudoir or a shop selling paintings and calligraphy, and everywhere she could see the walls, there were all kinds of picture scrolls.

"This ......" Ruyi blinked, looking at the superb painting skills on this scroll, the characters are so lifelike, this must be a great painter who is famous in the capital.

But then, Situ Qianchen said that he painted it.

Ruyi was petrified in an instant.

"This can't be the story you want to tell me, is it?" Ruyi hugged his elbows, looked up at them one by one, and had already guessed a rough idea.

Situ Qianchen stood at the far left, looked at the first painting and preached to Ruyi: "This is the scene when my wife and I met for the first time. ”

It is also a bustling street market, a woman in pink and a man in black meet, but it seems to be a hero saving beauty.

Ruyi is like looking at a villain painting, and his eyes involuntarily turn to the second picture scroll next to him, where a woman in pink is dressed as a maidservant, secretly hiding behind a rockery, watching a man practice swords and martial arts.

Later, in the third painting, the war is imminent, the two reluctantly say goodbye in the barracks, and the man's kiss falls on the woman's neck.

In the fourth painting, the woman's hand is injured, and the man bows his head and bandages her in distress.

In the fifth painting, men and women sit next to each other on the hillside and look at the stars, affectionately bound, and make a promise of white heads.

Sixth Painting......

Ruyi was very relaxed at the beginning of looking at one by one, until she saw the third one, the smile on the corner of her lips gradually narrowed, for some reason, the picture painted on the back scroll, Ruyi is familiar, as if she had experienced it herself.

The faces of the woman and the man were all brushed aside, and Ruyi was a little uncertain.

Until she saw the last picture, which was the scene of a woman in red falling off a cliff, she suddenly felt a pain in her brain, and she couldn't breathe.

It was a scene she had dreamed of countless times, and she had to wake up in the same nightmare every time.

Situ Qianchen looked at Ruyi's somewhat flustered look, and was even more convinced in his heart that she was Ling Jiantong.

"Does it feel familiar, like you've experienced it yourself?" Situ Qianchen spoke coldly, but walked straight to the last scroll.

Ruyi shook her head, trying to stay awake: "Your wife, how did she die?" ”

"I don't know, that day, after she fell off the cliff, I didn't give up the slightest hope, crazy search for three days and three nights at the bottom of the cliff, but I didn't see her body, three years have passed, I think, maybe my wife, she is still alive somewhere in this world, but I haven't found her yet."

Three years ago......

Cliff bottom......

Ruyi's memories were flooding, and she remembered that Su's mother had told her that she had also fallen to the bottom of a cliff three years ago.

Is this all a coincidence?

Ruyi was confused, Situ Qianchen continued: "I painted these paintings a year ago, and I was afraid that I would forget the appearance of my wife, so I painted a portrait of her alone. ”

Ruyi subconsciously felt that there must be something more terrifying in that portrait, and she stretched out her hand to stop it, but the dusty belt had been picked up, and the painting scroll turned, and an extremely clear portrait was displayed in front of Ruyi's eyes.

The woman in the portrait has the same beautiful eyes, the same nose, and the same lip corners as Ruyi......

Ruyi only felt that her head exploded with a bang, and she went blank in an instant, she took a few steps back, and the woman in pink in this painting looked exactly like herself.

Situ Qianchen clearly saw the confusion in Ruyi's eyes, he walked up to her and looked at her with lowered eyes: "I forgot to tell you, my wife's name is Ling Jiantong." ”

Ruyi raised her eyes in a daze and met his determined gaze.

His hand slowly took off her veil, and Ruyi saw the face reflected in his eyes, which was three points surprised and three points of disbelief.

The moment Situ Qianchen saw her, the coldness in his eyes turned into a pool of tenderness, he stroked her cheek with his big palm, and called her lightly: "Cut your pupils, I know that you are not dead." ”

A tear formed in the corner of his eye and slid down.

This is the first time Ruyi has seen a man cry in front of her, it is excitement and happiness, and it is joy after a long absence......

She Su Ruyi turned out to be Situ Qianchen's wife, Ling Jiantong?!

How...... How can it be?

If she is Ling Jiantong, then Hua Yue ...... What about Huayue?

Ruyi didn't know where the strength came from, so he waved away Situ Qianchen's hand at once, and shook his head again and again: "No, I can't be Ling Jiantong, how can I be your wife, I am obviously married to Hua Yue, he can't lie to me!" ”

How could she open her mouth and close her mouth is Hua Yue, Situ Qianchen's eyes narrowed, and his voice suddenly became higher: "Cut your pupils, don't be deceived by Hua Yue anymore, I am your husband, we have visited the hall and become married!" ”

"Impossible!" Ruyi's emotions were a little out of control: "It's impossible for me to marry you, if I really follow what you draw, whether I lose my memory or not, my love for you should still be conscious and remnant, but now, I'm here, pretending that it's not you, you lie to me, Situ Qianchen, you must be lying to me!" ”

Situ Qianchen stepped forward and grabbed Ruyi's shoulder, forced her to look at herself, and said viciously: "You have no choice, let me tell you, Mu Jinghong is dead, and the person you love the most can only be me." ”

Mu Jinghong......

Ruyi gradually couldn't see the crazy Situ Qianchen in front of her clearly, her consciousness was withdrawing, and in a trance, she seemed to see the white-clothed man with a smile in his eyes and infinite tenderness under the pear blossom tree......

She wanted to grab him, to ask him who he really was, and who she was, but she reached out, and every time she grabbed nothingness.

Ruyi no longer had the strength, her head was like exploding, she didn't lift it in one breath, and fainted in Situ Qianchen's arms.

"Cut the pupils, cut the pupils......" Situ Qianchen hugged Ruyi and called her name a few times, but she didn't react.

Xu was the truth that stimulated her, so she couldn't accept it for a while, so she could only choose this way to escape.

Situ Qianchen was about to pick up Ruyi, but he didn't want a cold light to suddenly flicker in front of him, and before he could come back to his senses, his chest shook and he flew out.

A mouthful of blood spat on the ground, Situ Qianchen looked up and saw that it was Hua Yue.

Hua Yue hugged Ruyi, whose eyes were closed, her face was full of worry and nervousness, her body was already very weak, he didn't know what Situ Qianchen told her, but he raised his eyes and glanced at the portrait of Ling Jian pupils hanging in front of him, and his heart was completely cold.

Situ Qianchen told Ruyi everything before, and took off her veil.

Situ Qianchen clutched his chest, staggered to his feet, and the corners of his lips spilled blood rose slightly proudly: "Huayue, you're late, I've already told her everything, she is not Su Ruyi at all, but Ling Jiantong." ”

Hua Yue's cold eyes flashed, and the sword held in the palm of her hand suddenly increased the strength by three points, Situ Qianchen hurt Ruyi again and again, and now he told her all the things in the past, such a person can't stay.

"Situ Qianchen, let me say it again, she is my Huayue's wife, Su Ruyi, not Ling Jiantong." Hua Yue stared at Situ Qianchen and warned word by word.

"Then how to explain this, she looks exactly the same as Cut Pupils, don't tell me, it's a coincidence."

Hua Yue lifted the sword in her hand and threw it directly on the portrait, and the portrait was immediately broken into two, lying pitifully on the ground: "Then let me tell you, this is a coincidence." ”

Both men are now like enraged beasts, and their eyes collide and they threaten to tear each other apart at any moment.

"You're looking for death!" Situ Qianchen let out a low roar, the Qingye sword on his waist was already unsheathed, Hua Yue's eyes froze, her figure flashed, and she fought with Situ Qianchen.

The two fought from the house to the courtyard, from the ground to the eaves, and the black eagle rushed to hear the sound, only to see the black and white figures entangled in the moonlight, and the fight was inseparable.

Hundreds of moves passed, and none of them had the upper hand.

Black Eagle stood under the eaves, he was in a hurry, someone robbed the prison late at night and took Yun'er away, Yun'er was going to commit a crime, if the emperor knew, it would inevitably not be guilty.

"Second master, Yun'er was robbed by a group of people in black!" Black Eagle can't wait any longer, this matter has to be done by Situ Qianchen.

Situ Qianchen flew down from the eaves, and there would inevitably be some more wounds on his arms, and Hua Yue was not much better than Situ Qianchen.

"What do you say? Yun'er was robbed? Situ Qianchen's sword eyebrows furrowed, thinking about the cause and effect of the matter, he turned his eyes to look at Hua Yue, and asked coldly, "You did it, right?" ”

Hua Yue picked up Ruyi, who was lying on the ground, and looked back at him coldly: "This is considered a punishment for you, don't try to get close to Ruyi again, otherwise next time, you won't be so lucky." ”