Zhong Lixue looked at the two brothers who were arguing from a distance, and sighed helplessly when she saw that Sima Zhan was still standing in the courtyard scolding. The two brothers had never spoken a word properly, and she had long been used to it.

A few days ago, the fact that Wei Ziyu chased the prisoner car all the way was known to everyone, and although many people had never seen this second Miss Wei, they all sighed that this Second Miss Wei was affectionate and righteous. Now Bai Yang is also dead, but she doesn't have the so-called pleasure in her heart. Her beloved has no intention of herself, even if Bai Yang was not framed by her and imprisoned, her death has nothing to do with herself.

Thinking like this, Zhong Lixue took out the sword spike brought back from prison from her bosom, and looked at the rough trinket. It's not exquisite, but it's made up of a little bit of thought. It's a pity that this thing doesn't belong to her from beginning to end, and staying by her side will always remind her of Bai Yang before she died. Even in the face

Unknown tomorrow, unknown danger, Bai Yang has never been soft, never bowed his head.

"Madame, what do you want?" At some point, Sima Zhan walked behind her.

Zhong Lixue unhurriedly put away the sword spike in her hand, glanced at him lightly, and lowered her head to reply, "It's okay." ”

"I just saw Madame holding a ...... in her hand"

"Exactly." Zhong Lixue interrupted him and handed the sword spike in the palm of his hand to his eyes: "Lao Fujun will return this thing to Jun Gongzi." ”

"Madame calls me husband?" Sima Zhan was overjoyed, and took the sword spike without even asking the reason.

"You are the husband of this princess, this is a fact that cannot be changed." Zhong Lixue replied to him coldly, and then raised her feet and left.

Sima Zhan was stunned for a moment, understood the meaning of her words, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. He looked at the sword spike in his hand, this is not ...... How could the thing tied to the sword that was used as evidence be here with Madame?

Sima Zhan didn't think much about it, thinking about finding a suitable opportunity for Jun Yanyu. But although Jun Yanyu and him are the children of the official family who left the city, they do not have much contact, and they do not agree with each other. However, his younger brother Sima Wanqin has a very good personal relationship with this Jun Yanyu, so it is better to let Sima Wanqin bring it to him to avoid this trouble.

Thinking so, he had already walked to Sima Wanqin's courtyard. Sima looked forward to Sima Visiting, who was sitting in the courtyard and lowering his eyes and stroking the qin, he was enjoying himself, chanting poems all day long, stroking the qin and listening to music. It's just that for some reason, today's song is a little sad. Could it be because they quarreled? Thinking of this, Sima Zhan hurriedly denied this idea, Sima Wanqin couldn't be sad because of him, they had quarreled since childhood, and they couldn't get used to each other.

"Second brother." Sima Zhanyangyang strangely interrupted Sima Wanqin, who lowered his head and stroked the qin: "So elegant." ”

"Brother, I don't want to mess with you today." Sima Wanqin stopped what he was doing, frowned, and said slightly angrily.

"Heh......" Sima Zhan listened to his tone, and he was angry: "Whoever wants to mess with you, don't talk about yourself as if you are too popular." ”

"......" Sima Wanqin really closed his mouth and stopped talking to him.

"Take it and return it to the prince." Sima Zhan threw the sword spike in his hand to Sima Wanqin's feet, and fell to the ground.

Sima Wanqin raised his eyes and saw the sword spike at his feet, and sighed in his heart. He picked up the ash sword spike, and couldn't help but think of Jun Yanyu who gathered around him not long ago to ask questions. At that time, Jun Yanyu was still very happy, even if he didn't get a response, he was still full of hope.

But now...... His brother trampled on what Jun Yanyu regarded as a treasure at will, and when he thought of this, he turned his head and prepared to have a big fight with Sima Zhan. When he looked back, he found that his brother had long since left.

The anger in Sima Wanqin's heart gradually turned into a faint sadness, and he vaguely remembered that Jun Yanyu stayed with him in Mingyue Tower. Jun Yanyu gathered around him and asked, "Brother Yueqin thinks how you can please girls?" ”

"Give her silver, give her something she likes, or give her the best version of herself."

"She doesn't like silver, does she?"

"Then give her the best version of herself." Sima Wanqin opened his mouth, and he didn't know why Jun Yanyu thought he understood a woman's heart. He, like His Highness the Seventh, the so-called lingering fireworks in Willow Alley, most of them were rumors spread by themselves. But he is different from His Highness the Seventh, he is not so strict with himself.

"What is the best version of yourself?" When encountering a question about Bai Yang, Jun Yanyu immediately became a good scholar, and got to the bottom of all the details, and refused to give up when Sima Wanqin couldn't find the words to explain.

"That's it...... You have a lot of power to protect her for the rest of her life. You stand in a high position and can give her a lifetime of stability. Sima Wanqin understood this, and now he can't do it at all, so he tries to keep his distance from Qing Zijin.

"But ......" Jun Yanyu was also embarrassed when he heard this, he was not such a person: "This ...... I'll try to be that kind of person, so I'll give her the things she likes first, but what kind of things does she like? ”

"This ...... I can't do anything about it. Sima Wanqin spread his hands helplessly.

"She's always been pure-hearted, and it's hard for me to guess what she likes." Jun Yanyu sighed, he was really a failure, and he couldn't figure out the slightest preference of his sweetheart.

"The best thing in the world should be your own mind!"

"My own mind ......" Jun Yanyu muttered to herself, suddenly thought of something, and stood up from the seat: "I know, thank you for visiting Brother Qin, on the day of Brother Zhan's wedding, see you at Sima Mansion." ”

After saying that, he ran away with his feet raised in high spirits.

"Huh?" Sima Wanqin looked at a table of meals: "Brother Yanyu settled the account, didn't you say that you invited me to drink?" ”

What responded to him was the contemptuous eyes of other people on the second floor, and he didn't have the money to come to Mingyue Tower.

Sima Wanqin returned to his thoughts and looked at the sword spike in his palm...... I remembered the scene on the execution ground that day, when Wei Ziyu hugged Bai Yang's severed head and cried heartbreakingly.

Bai Yang's death, is it a coincidence or has it been planned for a long time? If it has been planned for a long time, who is responsible for it? He still remembered that Jun Yanyu came back from Jinghuanfang and was injured. The secret guard told him that Jun Yanyu had been dragged by a man named Lin Han for a long time, and the scars on his back were scraped by small stones on the road. Since Yushengmen decided that Bai Yang had violated the door rules, why did he still let Qing Zijin stay in the city?

Thinking about it, Sima Wanqin can also understand the practice of vain life. If it was for the sake of a white sun, causing the entire delusional gate to be targeted by the imperial court, wouldn't the gains outweigh the losses? Who is Zhao Linhuai obeying, Zhao Linhuai has lost his trace, and who is the mastermind behind the salt and iron case in Weiyang?

The salt and iron case is inseparable from Bai Yang's death, so where is Li Tangsheng sacred?

Everything came together and became a mess, and I didn't know where to start, and I couldn't figure it out when I cut it.

It's just that many things are not clueless, and it is not that the mastermind behind it has no flaws, as long as you have patience, as long as you track it down to the end, one day it will come to light.

Sima Wanqin picked up the sword in his hand and went to the Junfu, and when the monarch's father and mother saw Sima Wanqin coming, they hurriedly asked their subordinates to lead him to see Jun Yanyu. When he saw Jun Yanyu in the courtyard, he drank a lot of wine, and he was groggy. There was a wound on his back, but he lay on the cold stone slab, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, and the appearance of the former handsome boy dissipated without a trace.

"Are you crazy?" Seeing him like this, Sima Wanqin was angry, and rushed forward to grab his arm: "You have such a serious injury on your back, why do you want to abuse yourself like this?" ”

"Hehe......" Except for this helpless wry smile, Jun Yanyu didn't say a word to him.

"Have you found a doctor?" Sima Wanqin turned his head to look at the minions who were waiting next to him and asked.

"Childe no, don't let me." The minions saw that Sima Wanqin was angry, and unconsciously took two steps back.

"Don't let you?" Sima Wanqin only thought it was funny: "Can't Jun Shangshu persuade him?" ”

"Childe refuses to even see Shangshu's face......"

"Jun Yanyu." Sima Wanqin turned his head to look at Jun Yanyu, who was lying motionless on the stone slab, and there were some empty wine jars randomly placed next to him: "You are really capable, and this matter is not Jun Shangshu's fault." So, should you break up with me? My father is the secretary of the criminal department, and on the day Bai Yang died, he was also on the prison beheading platform. ”

"Don't talk about it." Jun Yanyu wanted to break free from the shackles of Sima Wanqin: "I just want to be alone and quiet, leave me alone...... Live or die. ”

"Do you have to do this?" Sima Wanqin grabbed his shoulders tightly, and the green tendons on his arms burst out: "Bai Yang's death was deliberately premeditated by someone, are you sure you will give up on yourself like this." If she knew that you were so cowardly, she would definitely not want to meet you in the next life. ”

Jun Yanyu got up from the ground in embarrassment, and Sima Wanqin squatted beside him, waving his hand to signal the minions to retreat.

"I ......" He wanted to give her the best version of himself, but he didn't have a chance now, and he would never have a chance again in the future, and he couldn't have a chance in this life and this life.

"Give." Sima Wanqin took out the sword spike from his arms and handed it to Jun Yanyu.

When Jun Yanyu saw the sword spike, she couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice. He had no intention of fighting with the world, just to meet a white head. But God was still too cruel to let him lose his beloved so suddenly.

Jun Yanyu, whose eyes were blurred with tears, trembled and took the sword spike in Sima Wanqin's hand with both hands: "Brother Wanqin, you go back first!" Give me some time, and don't bother me again. ”

"Okay." Sima Wanqin looked at Jun Yanyu solemnly, got up and prepared to leave: "However, remember to treat your injuries." ”

"Thank you for visiting Brother Qin."

Sima Wanqin raised his feet and left, he thought a lot, he couldn't understand the sadness of Jun Yanyu losing his lover. He tortures himself, and he will also make others worry about him.

Jun Yanyu didn't want to mention what to do mentally, he was not so optimistic. He can't just let go of a person so quickly, but ...... He still has to avenge this revenge.

The person who can make him feel happy at a glance is gone, and the person who can make him feel happy for a long time when he thinks about it is gone, and there will be no joy in this world from now on, only sadness. Familiar silhouettes, engulfed in memories. The beauty is separated from him, yin and yang.