Outside Jinling City, it was pitch black, and many people were still hungry and cold, cowering in the night.

And Jinling City, the lights are bright, the sound of dogs and horses, and the staggered of bargains, these converge into a prosperous ukiyo-e, in the vast darkness, like a bright pearl of the night.

So beautiful.

Beautiful things always make people hallucinate, making you feel as if Jinling City can go on like this forever.

For example, the official who was drunk on the lap of the dancing girl, only saw the beautiful and charming skin in his eyes, completely unaware that Jinling City was already in danger, the forces of all parties were ready to move, and the good and evil factions were gradually converging.

There is also a tyrannical ghost king who is about to wake up.

Jinling Shangcheng, Meixin Pavilion.

Under a withered peach blossom tree, there sat a man who looked like a fairy, and his haggard look couldn't hide his handsome and unparalleled face. He was holding an unconscious girl in his arms, the corners of his mouth hooked up, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

"Pavilion Master." Buyue knelt at Hua Chenghan's feet, tears snaked down her chin, but she didn't dare to cry.

"Please don't do this, there must be a way to redeem it." Walking Moon Road.

Hua Chenghan, who had his back to her, didn't speak, just gently stroked the hair of the person in his arms.

"If the Pavilion Master approves, please give way to Bu Yue instead of the Pavilion Master! I'm sorry for you! Buyue slammed her forehead on the ground and couldn't kneel for a long time.

"Buyue, be quiet." Hua Chenghan's voice was very tired, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

He looked at Buyue and said, "Come, sit down." ”

Buyue raised her head and looked at Hua Chenghan's extremely beautiful eyes, which were full of starlight.

"Pavilion Master......" Buyue couldn't believe her ears.

"Sit down." Hua Chenghan said it again, and his tone was not impatient at all.

This is not the usual pavilion master. Buyue's heart sank.

She knew things were irreparable.

Buyue sat beside Hua Chenghan tremblingly, her eyes were red and she tried her best to hold back her crying, but after all, she couldn't help it, covering her mouth and crying.

And Hua Chenghan raised his head, looking at the moon that was gradually rising higher and higher.

Although it is beautiful and picturesque, the bright moon is at the head, but it makes people feel very melancholy.

"Buyue, I want to tell you a few things." Hua Chenghan looked at the moon and said.

Buyue nodded desperately, and said silently, "Pavilion Master, please speak." ”

Hua Chenghan shifted his gaze to the person in his arms again, and his eyes were full of pity.

"In the future, this house will be burned."

"Yes. Pavilion Master. ”

"If she still hates me, then give her my ashes and let her dispose of them."

"Pavilion Master!"

"Buyue, promise me."

“...... Good. ”

"In the end, you don't have trouble with Jiu'er, in the future, you have to treat her as if she was me."

"Pavilion Master, this is true that Buyue can't do it!" Bu Yue buried her face in her hands and cried, "The Pavilion Master has done so much for her, what has she done to the Pavilion Master!" ”

Buyue cried heartbreakingly, listening to it made people's hearts cut like knives.

Hua Chenghan's eyes twitched slightly, but he clenched the hand of the person in his arms.

He looked at the closed eyes of the person in his arms, and he was extremely gentle. It's a pity that the lying man didn't see it.

When she calmed down, Hua Chenghan said again, "Buyue." Please. ”

Buyue heard the sound and looked up at Hua Chenghan.

Hua Chenghan is full of smiles, lined with soft moonlight, like an immortal in the moon.

No one could refuse such a thing, let alone his subordinates for many years.

"Yes, Pavilion Master. Step month, obey orders. Buyue said heavily, almost gritting his teeth.

"Hmm. Thank you for all these years, Buyue. Hua Chenghan said with a smile and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

The moon rose overhead, and the shadows of the treetops were dimly intertwined.

The air exudes a cold fragrance, and the plum blossoms of Meixin Pavilion are scattered into the wind, and the large pieces of melancholy red drift to the sky.

Buyue sat on the ground crying so much that her palms were covered with blood on her clenched fists.

From now on, there will be no more three thousand drunk.