It was raining outside the window, and Yao Guan was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

There was a knock on the door, and Yao Guan's years of work experience in the Lingwei Division had made him develop an alert personality, and he immediately touched his waist with his backhand, only to find that there was only an empty scabbard. Only then did Yao Guan remember that the dagger he was carrying had been inserted into a poisonous corpse by his boss during the day.

The knock sounded again, Yao Guan took out the steel knife on the wall, quietly walked behind the door, leaned against the wall, and said in a deep voice: "Who?"

"On the orders of Lord Lingwei, give me a thing. The voice of the visitor was very unfamiliar, gloomy and indifferent, mixed with the sound of rain, which made Yao Guan feel very uncomfortable.

Yao Guan clenched the steel knife and slowly opened the door.

There was no one, only an object wrapped in black cloth on the ground at the door.

Yao Guan didn't care about the package, but first stretched the steel knife out of the door. The knife surface was very smooth, and from the reflection, there was no one around, so Yao Guan hooked the package with a knife. The black cloth was loosely wrapped, and the contents were a little heavy, and it seemed to be a small metal object.

Yao Guan lifted the black cloth, and inside was a dagger. Moreover, it was his dagger.

Frightened, Yao Guan looked out the door. A gray palm burst out of the rain and grabbed Yao Guan's throat, and black blood lines quickly spread from Yao Guan's neck to his face. Yao Guan was dizzy for a while and passed out. The last thing he saw was a pair of white eyes with no pupils.

In the back garden of the palace, the drizzle casts a hazy veil over the pond, and the lotus leaves in the rain hang their heads slightly, like a delicate beauty. A young man stood in the stone pavilion on the shore, got up, and silently walked behind him, raindrops sliding down the lines of his iron armor.

"How is Brother Wang lately?" The man still had his back to Qian Ying, stretched out his hand out of the hall, and felt the raindrops with his palm.

"It's not bad. ”

"Did you find it?"

"He gave me an extension of my life by five years. When the five years are up, I will die, and he will come and take my body. ”

"Five years? If that day comes, no matter what he wants to do with your body, I will surely leave your soul and sacrifice it to the altar. ”

"I have been lonely since I was a child, and since the first emperor picked me up, I have found the meaning of being a human being. That day will come sooner or later, to die for this country, for my loved ones, and I have never regretted it. ”

"Thank you, big brother. The young man in front of him is the current emperor of the ancient kingdom of Jingchuan - Jin Huanchen.

"You called me brother, and what did you say thank you. ”

After hesitating for a long time, he spoke again: "Hu, let me ask you something. ”

Jin Huanchen turned around and said, "You say." ”

Looking at the familiar face, he couldn't open his mouth for a while, and asked with difficulty: "Your sister, are you still alive?"

Hearing this, a trace of sadness flashed in Jin Huanchen's eyes, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "Big brother, are you still thinking about her?"

"No, it's not. His tone was suddenly a little embarrassed, "I'm just ······"

"There's nothing to hide, my father and I can see it. Although you are our eldest brother, you are not related by blood after all. If the war hadn't come suddenly, I might have had to call you brother-in-law instead. Speaking of the events of that year, Jin Huanchen laughed and shed tears.

"Don't make fun of me anymore. He laughed too, but as a poor man, he couldn't cry anymore.

"I didn't make fun of you. We can also feel that my sister loves you too, otherwise she wouldn't have assassinated Yan Hong for you. ”

Qi suddenly paused for a moment, slowly spoke, and said, "That night, did she really go to assassinate Yan Hong?"

"Why does the eldest brother ask that?" Jin Huanchen was stunned.

"Just ask. ”

Jin Huanyan's eyes changed from confusion to anger, and finally to sadness, and said bitterly: "Is the eldest brother suspicious of me?"

"Nope. "The mind gradually became chaotic.

"Big brother, you can't lie. Or rather, you won't lie to me. Jin Huanchen looked up, and two lines of tears were clearly visible, "Big brother, I also ask you a question." Why did you choose to become a poor hero? You are not a Jin family, I am the one who should have become a poor Ying. ”

"Because you are my relatives, even if I don't have the surname Jin. Look at the way I look at me, how can I get my brother to do such a thing. He grabbed his brother by the shoulders.

"Then, Jin Huang is also my relative, and she is my biological sister. You love her, and of course I love him. Am I going to hurt her?" Jin Huanchen's voice trembled, "Big brother, who made you doubt me? Would you rather believe that weird person than believe me?"

"No!" Qi hugged Jin Huanchen, "I never doubt you, I only believe you." ”

Jin Huanchen was like a child in front of the tall poor Ying. hugged Jin Huanchen, and felt like he was back in the day, holding his younger brother who had just been able to walk.

After leaving, Jin returned to his previous position again and watched the pond in the rain. A breeze blew, and the rain slanted into the stone pavilion. Jin didn't dodge, and let the rain wash away the tears.

Just a little tear. In the face of power, any emotion is cheap.

The rain was like a basin of water poured into a charcoal basin, extinguishing the only remaining temperature in Jin Huanchen's eyes. The expression on his face gradually dissipated, and he remained as indifferent as ever.

Jin Huanchen's eyes were cold like he had never seen before, and Jin Huanchen often saw them. One is in the mirror, and the other is in the father's eyes.

He grew up with two fathers. One speaks of righteousness in front of the people, and the other speaks of power and scheming only in front of him.

The first father said: "Chen'er has an older brother who is not a relative, but is more trustworthy than a relative, you should be considerate of each other and love each other.

The second father said: He has a sword, a sword that will be extremely powerful in the future, but he will be willing to use it for him, and his only meaning is to become a poor hero in the future and use it for you.

He grew up under the teachings of his second father, and he still looks like the eldest child in the family, but his eyes are more and more similar to his second father. But my father didn't know that when my father talked about power and strategy, he always faced the mountains and rivers, turned his back to him, and never looked into his eyes. He had always had a question in his heart, if his father had seen the change in his eyes at that time, would he have been relieved or afraid?

His father was a rare great helmsman in the ancient country of Jingchuan, even if he was seriously ill, even if the troops of the Three Kingdoms Alliance were in the city, he never panicked. The transaction with the old man Mo Cang was the most beautiful one before his father's death, and he saved Jingchuan.

At that time, his eyes were cold enough, and since his father would not live long, it was his turn to take the helm. The sword has been refined, so get rid of the other potential owner of the sword, even if she is her own sister. Also, what is the name of that apprentice, Qi Rang. His father asked him to find a random charge to deal with Qi Rang, and he chose to kill the king without consulting his father.

He was not killing his father, but relieving him of the pain caused by his illness. He is not a ruthless and unrighteous person, but his father taught him well.

The thrones are all bloodstained, and there is no room for family affection.

Qi Rang was locked up in the dungeon, and according to the deal, it was now the turn of the old man Mo Cang to appear. Jin Jian didn't expect that the old man Mo Cang, who was known as a saint in the world, would agree to his father's deal. He looks kind, isn't he the same kind of person as his father? his father died in his own hands, what will happen to the old man Mo Cang?

In the end, the old man Mo Cang still did not get the ancient medical path, and Qi Rang was buried in the ruins of the earthquake. Not going to the execution ground as a prisoner can be regarded as preferential treatment.

The rain hasn't stopped. For some, the sound of rain is a mood and sounds like a spring silkworm chewing on mulberry leaves. And to one of the city's hapless creatures, the sound of the rain is a funeral, and it sounds like the devil chewing dry bones.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, there are also a pair of white eyes in the dream, without pupils.