Hot water pours into the teacup, and the tea leaves slowly unfold.

Seventeen deaths, blended into tea.

The white powder turns into a colorless and odorless weapon that kills people invisibly.

There was a moment of hesitation, but only for a moment.

This is the only chance for me to reassure Chongzi, and the only chance to let her go.

The tea was brought to her, she took it with both hands, and her lips tested the temperature.

I unconsciously clenched my hands and lowered my eyes.

"Su Jin, I want to hear you play the piano, is it okay?" She asked, her voice soft, nice.

I was stunned for a while, and saw a guqin in the room, which seemed to have not been touched for a long time, and there was already dust.

It seems that I haven't played the piano for a long time, and I am so unfamiliar that I dare not touch it.

"Just half a song." She leaned limply on the couch.

My hands can only play half a song, and she knows that.

Sit in front of the piano and slowly press your fingers on the strings.

Langying coughed a few times, his face was flushed, and he was as fragile as porcelain, like porcelain, and it would be broken if he was not careful.

"I remember, you said that you like to listen to me play the piano the most, because you can't play anymore, so envy. Then I always asked you to try it, and eventually, you were able to play half a tune, and I was so happy, even happier than I had just learned one. She blew on the foam on the tea and took a shallow sip. You traded the lives of nine people for me, and I don't know if I should thank you or rejoice that I was lucky. At the palace banquet that day, what I said to you was half-true and half-false, as for which ones were true and which were false, you were so smart that you must know. ”

Gently picking the strings, the tune of "Pear Blossom Beauty" flows out shallowly.

She took a few more sips of tea and laughed to herself.

"Seventeen deaths, in fact, I can't wait for seventeen days...... It is said that the living can't get out of the Night Pavilion, only the dead can, and I'm the end after all. ”

The strings cut through the fingers, the hands trembled, and the tune was out of tune.

"The ten girls who accompanied you were all drugged by the pavilion, once there is no such medicine to prolong their lives, they will not survive for three months, and I have lasted until now, which is already the limit." The tea was drunk and the smile spread. "I just want to do my best and spend a little more time with him."

"Shadow ......"

"Shhhhh "You don't have to blame yourself, even if I die at the moment, it has nothing to do with your seventeenth death, I want you to know, because this poison was given to me by you, so I will eat it."

Memories flooded into my mind, my heart was sour, and my eyes filled with tears.

She was the only one who would accompany me into the palace, the only one I could face without disguise.

"Keep playing, I want to hear Rika Yan." She lay down and closed her eyes.

The tune poured out, and the pain in the knuckles could not withstand the pain in the heart.

Pear blossom face, sad and sad, this situation is worth the fireworks shattered.

"Ma'am? Madam? The little maid who came in to add water took a few steps back, "Someone, ma'am...... Madam, the fairy is gone! ”

The strings stopped, the fingers were scratched, and blood beads oozed out and dripped on the broken strings.

Ruthless and heartless, I still can't do it......

The cold wind is howling, and the deceased is far away.

Extra. Pear Blossom Death (Shadow)

On the way back to the court, the class passed through a bamboo forest, and the fatigue and fatigue of the soldiers for a long time were diluted by this beautiful scenery.

He let down his guard, his eyes were full of green, the wind and grass were blowing, and the waves were blue.

The unique smell of bamboo leaves flows around, and the cuffs of the placket are full of this fresh and pleasant smell.

The soldiers laughed and played. The battle will be won, and the joy will be stronger than ever.

In the bamboo forest, I saw a few locust trees, and the locust flowers fell to the ground in snow.

He heard a noise in his head, and was about to lift his head when a heavy object hit him on the shoulder and rolled down.

He was stunned and picked up an embroidered shoe on the ground, the beige was gentle and delicately embroidered.

On the branch sat a young girl with her long hair hanging down and an unknown flower pinned to her ear. The crimson skirt reached the ankle, and the flowers were all lost.

She fell from the branches, and the hem of her skirt swept the locust flowers on the ground.

They were an army, naturally cautious, and the moment she landed, hundreds of archers were ready to attack.

He also took a step back vigilantly, his right hand unconsciously gripping the hilt of the knife at his waist.

The girl watched their reaction and burst out laughing. "I just want my shoes back, you guys are too powerful, I can't beat you, I'll send you."

Only then did he react, still holding her shoes in his hands. He couldn't help but be embarrassed and threw her shoes.

This first encounter, she planned for a long time, just because of the words of the young pavilion master.

It is almost impossible for a woman to charm him to control the military power, and the pavilion master has given her an impossible task, but she must do it, even if she dies, she cannot back down.

It turned out that she was right, and he remembered her.

She managed to enter his mansion as a servant, and at first, she couldn't see him, so she had to do some cleaning errands in the courtyard.

On that day, she was indeed hungry, the food in the house was not good, although she was born as a beggar, but she had also been a helmsman for a few days, and the food here was really not to taste.

Then, she decided to go to the kitchen to steal food, and after many years, she actually went back to her old job.

When she was enjoying her meal there, she suddenly heard someone behind her ask, "Is it delicious?" ”

She nodded, and then was stuck in her throat by the steamed bun, and it took a long time to get out of her breath.

He made her a meal of Yangchun noodles that day, and she thought he remembered her, only to learn later that he was so good to everyone.

"What's your name?" It was the first thing he said to her.

"Dancing tea."

She is a nameless person, and the name "Shadow" was given to her by the old pavilion master, and she has also been a shadow in the dark all her life.

Since then, Wu Ming has been transferred from the backyard to the study, and she is one step closer to her goal.

Yang Lu is almost the most upright and gentleman she has ever seen, there are no concubines at home, except for dealing with weapons every day, all that is left is to read books and practice calligraphy.

She even wondered if he had a habit of breaking his sleeves, but it was only a suspicion.

For so many years, these days in the General's Mansion were the most comfortable and happy times in her life.

She was afraid of thunder, he would cover her ears during a thunderstorm, his palms were warm, and she could only hear her own heartbeat.

She was one of the few maids in his house, but he never thought she was a subordinate, she found that this was not the general's mansion, but the general's home, and all the subordinates in the mansion were family to him.

The bookcase was moved in the house, and the bookcase fell on her leg at an angle, and the severe pain spread to every corner of her body.

She kept her voice silent, gritted her teeth, even if it hurt, she couldn't say, she couldn't cry, she was like this since she was a child, because no one would care and no one would care, showing weakness would only make the opponent more rampant.

"Who taught you that? Don't bear the pain, cry out, I'm here. ”

For the first time, she couldn't stop crying, biting him on the shoulder, tears wetting his clothes.

The warm breath of his body gave her a warmth that she had never experienced in her life.

In the end, it was she who fell.

On one side is the Night Pavilion that can't be betrayed no matter what, and on the other side is the person she loves deeply.

She won't make trade-offs, and she won't dare.

The only thing she thought about was to escape, and she knew that even if she couldn't complete the task, Su Jin would definitely help her.

She chose to return to the Night Pavilion, but she was wrong.

It was the Night Pavilion that lost her, it was the old pavilion master who lost her, and it was Su Jin who lost her.

She became the enemy of the Night Pavilion, the one they were hell-bent on killing.

She had to go back to the General's Mansion again, and he, it turned out that he had been waiting for her.

She suddenly recalled the conversation she had with Su Jin, and she asked if she fell in love with someone, whether she would choose that person or the Night Pavilion.

"I will never fall in love with anyone, but I will not choose the Night Pavilion, this is just a place to cultivate power, what I want is not to restore the country, to restore the country, it is far from enough."

Su Jin only has hatred and power in her heart, but on the contrary, she is still looking forward to something, and as for what it is, she doesn't know.

She doesn't know how to calculate or plan, and it just so happens that person has never failed her.

"When you get better, we'll get married." He fed her medicine, and she drank it obediently, although she knew that there was no medicine for the medicine, and everything was in vain.

He prepared a wedding dress for her, embroidered with her favorite colorful butterfly, and the wedding dress was like blood and burned her heart.

The reason why she likes Butterfly is only because it is free, even if it is short-lived, it is worth it.

But she is more like a moth, knowing that she will die and have no place to be buried, and she has to do whatever it takes.

On this day, the sky is clear and the clouds are light, and the sun is beautiful and the wind is peaceful.

The fire was blaring in the house, and she still felt cold.

"Madame General." This is Su Jin's name for her, and alienation and indifference are what she is best at.

Su Jin no longer wears a veil, and even if she wears it casually, such a look will always be a glimpse of others.

She still remembered that when they entered the Night Pavilion together, Su Jin was the object of everyone's ridicule, this girl didn't know anything, not only her face was terrible but her hands were crippled, at that time she didn't understand why the old pavilion master brought such a useless person into the Night Pavilion, but when everyone alienated and bullied this taciturn girl, she chose to protect her.

She entered the palace with her without hesitation and became the maid of Liu Meiren.

Su Jin is bent on restoring her appearance and subverting the world, and she has achieved half of it.

She doesn't have that big ambitions, she just wants to be by his side well, and half of it is realized.

Seventeen is colorless and tasteless, and dissolves in water. She no longer has to worry about no one accompanying Su Jin after she dies.

It was clear that Su Jin was so strong that he didn't need anyone's protection.

Thinking of this, she smiled and drank the tea.

She exchanged nine lives for her, and today, she can be regarded as returning this favor.

"Su Jin, I want to hear you play the piano, is it okay?"

Pear blossom face, sad and sad, this situation is worth the fireworks shattered.

Pear blossoms, drunk years, this love will eventually wish to pass people's hearts.

......

The vision gradually dimmed, and the voice in the ear became weaker and weaker.

She was finally truly relieved.

She finally stayed here.

After all, it was granted.

May in the next life, not live so hard.