Volume 2: Cinnabar on the Heart Chapter 231 The Origin of a Thousand Silences
Nian Shizhong stood in front of Shangguan Jingyu with an umbrella, and she raised the umbrella slightly to meet his face. There was a hint of a smile on that resolute face.
Shangguan Jingyu glanced at Fu Yuan, "Let's go." β
"Why is Shangguan girl so disgusted with Zaixia? Don't even bother to look at it? Nian Shizhong stepped forward slowly, looked at the big red concentric knots on the stall, and casually held them in his hands and played with them.
She paused and straightened up slightly, "General Nian said with a smile, you are now a popular person in front of the emperor, but you are a well-deserved protector general, how dare a little woman be rude." It's a pity that the words are not speculative for more than half a sentence, and the Tao is not the same. β
After speaking, Shangguan Jingyu left quickly.
"Words are not speculative? The Tao is different? Nian Shizhong smiled hoarsely.
They have said more than one word, and they have walked more than one road. How did you change your identity and become alienated? I still remember when I was youngβ
"My lord, this concentric knotβ" The boss swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to speak easily.
Nian Shizhong's eyes sank slightly, "I bought it." β
Dusk Yun drove and saw that Nian Shizhong had returned, and said busily, "General, the emperor has an order, please go to see the driver quickly, you still don't have to delay." β
Nian Shizhong didn't say anything, just got into the car and sat in the car.
Looking at the concentric knots in the palm of his hand, the silk thread is not of the highest quality, but the workmanship is extremely delicate and the weaving is extremely delicate. He thought, she bought this because she wanted to give it to the man she liked! Who is that man? Second prince? Or the Three Princes? Or is it someone else?
He pulled his lips, smiled slightly, and muttered, "If there is fate, we will meet again." β
The words are nonsensical, only you can hear them.
The snow was falling, and Shangguan Jingyu pushed open the door of the shadowless small building.
In the distance, she saw the small flag above the shadowless building, which represented him.
Walking in the snow, there was no one around.
Seeing this, Shangguan Jingyu shook off the snowflakes on his shoulders, entered the backyard, and found Chongxi sitting by the window in the warm pavilion in the backyard. But wherever there is heavy tin, he will not appear as Xiao Dongli.
He has always been an extremely cautious man, and if he had not walked on thin ice and been vigilant at all times, how could he have survived to this day.
Fu Hui took Shangguan Jingyu's shawl with interest and turned to leave.
Shangguan Jingyu stood at the door, crossed the threshold, and then gently closed the door. Her steps were so light that only she could hear them.
In the room, he pinched the chess pieces in his fingertips, staring intently at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard. Playing with both hands and left hands is a mental job, and there is no room for the slightest distraction.
It's like the most difficult enemy in the world to defeat is actually yourself.
She stood there, listening to the sound of falling snow whizzing outside, watching the afterglow of the window reflect the contours of his extremely delicate face.
The lip line was tightly pursed, the black crow's feather-like eyelashes were half-drooping, and there was a charming halo slowly spreading out under the faint light. The black hair hangs lightly, and he is used to combing the hair at that end, and he always likes to loosen it at will, only tying a ribbon at the end of his hair. Her gaze slipped from his forehead to the bridge of his nose and to his lips.
Finally, he settled down, looked back at her leisurely, and didn't feel it, "What are you doing standing?" Looking at the approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, be a door god with me? β
"Do you want to afford it?" She walked over with a smile.
He stretched out his hand, and she put her jade hand into his palm, letting him hold it warmly.
"Why do you want to play chess again?" Shangguan Jingyu glanced at the chess game on the case, but this chess game seemed to be a little weird, as if it was a dead game.
There was a thump in her heart, as if something had suddenly penetrated in, making her heart skip a half-beat, and a kind of uneasy emotion for no reason gradually spread.
"It's just time to pass the time." He held her in his arms, "It's cold outside, it's frozen!" He put her hand to his lips and breathed slowly, and finally simply tuged it into his arms and covered it.
Her hands were cold.
When he stuffed it in, he also shuddered, causing Shangguan Jingyu to laugh out loud, "My hands are cold." β
"Hmm." He nodded, "I know." Cover it and it's warm! β
She didn't dodge or dodge, enjoying the warmth he gave, "Master, what about no makeup?" β
"Qingmo will send her to safety." Speaking of this, his eyes darkened slightly, "Father and Emperor have taken back what should be taken, presumably they will not pursue this matter too much, as long as she does not return to the Eastern Capital, it will be fine." β
"But with a no-makeup temperament, I'm afraid it won't be as you wish." Shangguan Jingyu doesn't know the temperament of Su Yan, Su Yan is used to nonsense, so she doesn't care about you, but if she wants to do it, no one can stop her.
He smiled, covering the worry in his eyes, "That's why I let Qingmo stare at her, and she must be sent to her destination to come back." There is Qingmo here, and he can't come back without makeup for the time being. β
Hearing this, Shangguan Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's the best." β
"By the way, I have something for you." She hurriedly retracted her hand and carefully took out the concentric knot from her sleeve, "Look, is it pretty?" β
He was stunned for a moment, his pupils shrunk in shock, and he nodded.
"The boss said it was a concentric knot. Su Yan said that ordinary people's families will only hang this in the new house when they get married, which means that the husband and wife are white and concentric, and they raise their eyebrows. When she said this, her cheeks were crimson, like peach blossoms blooming in the snow, with a charming peach color.
She opened his palm and handed the concentric knot to his palm, "No matter what happened before, no matter what happens in the future, master, we said good, no one can break their word." β
His slender fingertips trembled slightly, he pursed his lips and looked up at her extraordinarily serious face, and gently hugged her into his arms, "Ah Jing, you promise me that no matter what happens, you will take care of yourself." I sent you the owner's order, remember to put it away, maybe at a critical time, that thing can still play a big role. β
The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, Shangguan Jingyu pushed him away, staring at him with slightly troubled eyes, "What are you talking about?" Why don't I understand what you're saying? β
"It's nothing, I'm just worried, the road ahead will not be easy." He smiled faintly, "I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid that if I'm not by your side, what will you do?" β
"You're leaving again?" Her face was pale.
He smiled and said nothing.
It's had to go.
"Not now." He said.
Shangguan Jingyu pursed his lips, "No matter where you are, I will wait for you to come back." β
"Okay." "Wherever I go, I'll be able to come back to you," he said. Clenching the concentric knot in his hand, as if remembering something, he frowned slightly, and the cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows glowed with a strange brilliance, "I will tell you one more thing." β
She was puzzled, "What's the matter?" β
"If someone comes looking for you, don't bother." He said it cryptically.
Shangguan Jingyu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason, "Who will come to me?" Is it looking for trouble? β
Joong-seok shook his head, "No, it's to trouble me." β
"Who's that?" Suddenly, she remembered the black-clothed masked man when she fell off the cliff, and that sentence - stingy. She lowered her head and smiled, "You mean the man in black who saved me that day, but was slapped by you?" β
"His name is Thousand Silences." "Butβdon't get too close to him. β
Shangguan Jingyu looked a little meaningful, learned from the appearance of Qianlone, and called in a low voice, "Stingy." β
Hearing this, Chongxi twisted his eyebrows, "His identity is not simple, and the people around him are even more not, I don't want you to be messed up by him." β
"What do you mean by that?" She was puzzled.
His temperament was clear to him, and he didn't intend to hide it, so he said, "Qianlone's father single-handedly founded the Demon Palace, but it's a pity that he is a wanderer, and he never likes to be banned in one place. So he gave up inheriting the Demon Palace and wandered the rivers and lakes. β
"Back then, the prince was bent on using the people in the rivers and lakes to form his own secret guards, those small sects, but all those who had some ability were classified under the prince's door, and if they didn't obey, they would be wiped out."
"Many famous and decent families also followed the trend, but the Demon Palace didn't believe in this. As a result, the prince let people destroy the Demon Palace, killed Qianlone's younger brother Qianlone, and the disciples of the Demon Palace were constantly hunted down and killed by martial arts people. β
Shangguan Jingyu was stunned, "In this way, his enmity with the crown prince is unsolvable." β
"Qian Lone's martial arts are very high, and as soon as he came back, he re-established the Demon Palace, and killed many famous and decent families overnight. Qian Lin protected all the disciples of the Demon Palace, and the martial arts people did not dare to come to the door to provoke again. However, his temperament is used to wandering, and he is not suitable to stay in the Demon Palace at all. Chongxi got up, sighed softly and glanced at his chessboard again.
"And then?" She continued.
He smiled, "Then there is a thousand silences that cannot live for their own sins, and the rules they set up in their early years, who they lose to, they have to listen to whomever they tell and do things for whom." He had never lost to anyone in his life, except me. β
Shangguan Jingyu sneered, "Then doesn't he have to regret his intestines?" β
Chongxi said, "The prince can't be killed, killing the prince is tantamount to going against the court, so I let him lie dormant next to the prince and use the pseudonym Huafeng." β
Hearing this, the smile on Shangguan Jingyu's face disappeared instantly, "Huafeng? β
Prince Konoe!
"That's right. Otherwise, why was Shangguan Lixiang disposed of so cleanly? He smiled, "A thousand silences have always been killed." This may be the usual nature of the Demon Palace, thirsty for killing, bloodthirsty. In his eyes, there are no old and weak women and children, and there is no right or wrong, only what should be killed and what should not be killed. β
Shangguan Jingyu only felt a chill down his spine, and the whole person had a creepy illusion.
This kind of person is not afraid of death, not afraid of death.
But if he's targeting anyone, that's the most terrifying. This kind of person who is entangled to death should be unable to prevent it. What's more, his martial arts are still so high.