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The other side.

Xiao Tingchen stepped into the dungeon gracefully.

Xue Guang's whole person was as if he had been fished out of blood and water, he didn't have a piece of good meat on his body, and he was lying in the depths of the dungeon, and it was very difficult to even breathe.

When Yu Guang saw Xiao Tingchen stepping into the dungeon, he trembled all over, and there was hatred in his eyes, and more fear.

He underestimated the teenager.

I thought he was thinking about some family affection, after all, he was also his own uncle, right?

But Xiao Tingchen doesn't care who he is at all!

Those punishments were clearly to torture him to death!

Xiao Tingchen stood condescendingly with his hands in his hands, admiring his horror and trembling.

The thin lips that were too red were slightly hooked, and he chuckled, "Uncle, what's wrong?" Where did all the high-spirited people on the palace go back then? Tsk, shaking like this, I don't know and think I'm a nephew bullying my uncle......"

The dungeon was dimly lit, and two oil lamps illuminated him like a ghost.

When he laughed, there was a small dimple on his right cheek, which was obviously very good-looking, but Xue Guang felt a strong malice, like a poisonous snake teasing its prey.

He struggled, his tone broken and hoarse, "Xiao, Xiao Tingchen...... If you dare to kill me, the emperor, the emperor will not let you go...... Your mother won't ...... Leave you ...... spared."

Xiao Tingchen couldn't help laughing out loud as if he had heard some joke.

Xue Guang stared at him fiercely, "You laugh...... What the?! ”

"Uncle Laugh is stupid." Xiao Tingchen casually grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist, "The grace of the emperor's teachings and Xue Chengcheng's grace have been repaid." As for the Xue family in Qinghejian, I never owe you anything. ”

The sound of the long knife unsheathed was eerily clear in the silence of the dungeon.

Xiao Tingchen admired the sharp blade and smiled, "When I was striking iron in Liangzhou, I personally forged two knives. One is called 'betrayal' and the other is called 'killing'. This 'betrayal' is very suitable for sending my uncle on the road. ”

Xue Guang's face changed dramatically!

Without waiting for him to beg for mercy, the dark and simple long knife suddenly cut off his head!

Blood splattered.

Xiao Tingchen raised his sleeves indifferently and wiped the blood beads on his cheeks carelessly.

He put the knife in its sheath and walked towards the prison door, "Clean his head and send it to Chang'an for my mother." Brother and sister reunited, presumably she should be happy. ”

The wall lamps are weed.

His slender back fell in the dim corridor, with a kind of desolate and resolute cold, and a fierce and bloodthirsty aura.

Gu Yu bowed respectfully behind his back.

Xiao Tingchen stepped out of the dungeon, and the spring sun was a little dazzling.

He raised his hand, the sun shone on his cold white skin, but he didn't feel the slightest warmth.

The girl was not there, and even the sun was cold......

Just as he ran over, he stopped him and said lightly: "Where is Xie Rongjing?" ”

Shocked hurriedly said: "I heard that Hou Ye Xie took the young lady to the old courtyard, and he was having dinner in Tianxiang." Master, don't dislike Miss for being stupid, how affectionate she is to you when she is good......"

Xiao Tingchen was not angry, "Don't call her 'Miss', your young lady is still in Southern Xinjiang." ”

Sting out his tongue.

Xiao Tingchen clearly captured the expressions on his face, "The master has been abandoned again", "Miss is so pitiful, why is she such a merciless man" and other expressions.

He waved his hand impatiently and rolled away, walking towards the Mingde Courtyard.

The side face was cold and almost cruel, he held the handle of the "killing" knife in one hand, and repeatedly recited the name "Yan Yu" in his mind.

Someday, he's going to chop up that shitty thing!

Old Courtyard.

Tianxiang leads the upstairs elegant seat on the street, and the glass lights have been lit.

The girl, who looked exactly like Su Jiu, put down the dishes and chopsticks with satisfaction and burped.

As if feeling out of shape, she hurriedly covered her mouth again.

The deer's eyes were shining, and he looked at the other side with apprehension.

Xie Rongjing's expression was calm, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth for her, and said softly: "The night view of Qinhuai River is good, you used to like it the most, I'll take you to take a look?" ”

The girl lowered her eyes.

The man's fingertips are fair-skinned, and he is exceptionally slender and beautiful.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she nodded obediently.

The two walked along the banks of the Qinhuai River.

Countless paintings depict gold and zhu, sheng songs are prosperous, bamboo curtains are rolled up high, and beautiful women are leaning on the window of the boat talking and laughing, greeting the benefactor ** once.

There are also bamboo curtains hanging low, and the shallow chanting of the pipa comes from the painting boat, and occasionally embroidered skirts emerge from under the bamboo curtains.

Street vendors sell snacks along the river, and the children are hungry.

The bustling and peaceful scenery made the girl no longer as panicked as she had been.

She and Xie Rongjing walked to an arched bridge, and the man smiled gently, "This is Wende Bridge, the other end of the bridge is the Jiangnan Gongyuan, and the end of the bridge is the old courtyard where rouge gathers, so there is often a saying that 'the gentleman is just Wende Bridge'." ”

The girl opened her ignorant eyes, and she didn't know if she understood, so she only stared at Xie Rongjing quietly.

Several strong men passed by, and she was a little frightened, and shrank into the man's arms again.

Xie Rongjing gently stroked her thin shoulders, and Danfeng's eyes were a little more lonely, "You're not her...... I should have known. ”

If she said that before she saw Xiao Tingchen, she was still forgivable for relying on him in every way, but after seeing Xiao Tingchen, the person she should stick to was Xiao Tingchen, not him.

The only person in the world who knows how much Su Jiu loves Xiao Tingchen is him Xie Rongjing.

Even if she loses her memory, even if she suffers countless tortures, this girl still loves Xiao Tingchen in her bones.

So the girl in front of her is definitely not Su Jiu......

"But," the man's phoenix eyes gradually moistened, "even if I know that you are not her, I still want to deceive myself...... I've never had her love, I've never ......"

His tone was extremely lonely.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then took out a small handkerchief and wiped the tail of his eyes for him.

Xie Rongjing held her thin wrist.

The lanterns are prosperous, and the girl's eyes are pure in the light and shadow, which is really like Su Xiaojiu.

How good would it be if Su Xiaojiu could treat him so gently, and how good would it be if Su Xiaojiu could rely on him so much......

Why don't you look back?

The strength in her hand quietly tightened, and the girl cried out in pain.

The man felt that his emotions were out of control, let go of his hand, and rubbed his bruised wrist for her, "I'm sorry." It's been out long enough, let's go home, and we have to think about how to bring the real Su Xiaojiu back. ”

The girl was ignorant and followed him to Wuyi Lane.

When she fell asleep late at night, Xie Rongjing originally arranged a side room for her, but the girl ran into his bedroom with a soft pillow.

She lay down under the quilt familiarly, looking at Xie Rongjing with helpless eyes.

Xie Rongjing sat on the couch and was silent.

Half a moon and starry nights, he slept with her in the carriage, but he developed a habit for her...... I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Emperor's Pet: Little Mengfei, Be Nice", pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~