Guiyan walked under the tree and fished out a piece of black and dirty wood from the waist-high weeds.

After so many years, it hasn't even rotted.

It is said that the golden silk nanmu does not rot for thousands of years, and it is very valuable, Xia Shangshu got a small piece at that time, and it was very good to use it to make a seal and make a pen stick, but in the end it became a daughter's swing board.

There was a faint warmth in Guiyan's red eyes.

She walked around the entire Xia Mansion, and every place she went, a faint memory emerged.

When it was time for Xia Qingyan to be in the East Garden when he was a child, Guiyan was about to enter through the crescent gate.

But suddenly I heard a sound of footsteps.

Her heart sank, and she dodged behind the rockery, deliberately restraining her breath.

Looking out from the small hole in the rockery, a woman in a fancy dress stood in front of the house, her body was slim, all red, just a back, it made people feel that this must be a beauty.

The person dressed as a eunuch behind her held an umbrella for her, "Niangniang, if you let the prince know that you are here, you will be scolded again." ”

The voice is clear, not like the shrill voice of an ordinary eunuch.

Song Ji looked at the dilapidated house, her eyes first with sadness, and then slowly with a kind of resentment.

She looks better than a peony, and she is fragrant and beautiful, but this resentment in her eyes completely destroys the beauty on this face, and she can't ask for it, so she has to hate.

"Liu Sheng, you say, if I burn this yard, will he see me......" The voice was faint, a little more vicissitudes.

"The Lord Regent won't see you, and since he said he won't see you again, he will do it." Liu Sheng looked at the house in front of him, "Even if you burn this house, you will be punished, but he won't come." ”

"Hehe......" Song Ji smiled gloomily, and the whole person was depressed, and she wanted to bloom the defeated flowers, and she was less angry.

He said that he would do anything and give up everything for revenge, but what about Xia Qingyan...... He didn't abandon her at all! He still misses her, and he misses her! Song Ji's voice was soft and ethereal, she turned her eyes to look at the dark clouds in the distance, and tears slowly gathered in her eyes.

Liu Sheng didn't speak, but silently handed over a handkerchief.

He was the regent's person, and he was placed by Song Ji's side just to spy on her and let her do less outrageous things in the palace.

But for such a long time, there are only two things he knows, one is her love for the regent, and she is willing to lurk in the palace for him, and is committed to the emperor who can be her father, and the other is that she hates Xia Qingyan and wants her to die.

"Let's go......" Song Ji looked at the pale cyan sky and sighed slightly.

The two of them were about to leave, and an ordinary long sword suddenly stabbed at Song Ji with lightning speed.

Guiyan held the hilt of the sword in his hand, his eyes condensed.

The long sword slashed through the air, and Liu Sheng abruptly pulled Song Ji to the side, dodging Guiyan's sword full of murderous intent.

Song Ji was caught off guard and almost fell, Liu Sheng put his hand on her waist and quickly put it down, he looked at the wet clothes in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

Gui Hui's eyes under the smoke screen were cold, and the corners of his mouth were a hint of mockery.

She didn't know the person in front of her, but ...... It doesn't matter.

Song Ji was wearing a bright red palace dress, which lined her slender waist and a little peony on her forehead, which showed her beauty incomprehensibly.

"What a beauty......" Guiyan sighed faintly in his heart, but his eyebrows and eyes were even colder.

Liu Sheng handed the twelve-section plum folding umbrella in his hand to Song Ji, and then slowly walked to Gui Yan.

Even through the curtain, he could feel Guiyan's eyes that wanted to kill.

Guiyan stabbed past with a sword, and Liu Sheng's side was full of anger, he pinched the tip of the sword, and then this ordinary arrow was broken into several pieces in his hand.

Guiyan frowned, and hurriedly let go of his hand, but he was still forced to take a step back by this anger.

"The ghost of Yama is said to have disappeared and retired for many years, but he didn't expect to become a lackey of a beauty." Without a sword in his hand, Guiyan was a little calmer, and quickly guessed the identity of the person in front of him.

Liu Sheng didn't speak, the blue fabric on his body had been wet by the drizzle, and he was a little damp.

But he stood in silence in the rain, like a rock, and the mountain could only be moved if the earth cracked.

Guiyan turned his eyes to see Song Ji, under the drizzle, the beauty held an umbrella, her eyebrows were sorrowful, and behind her was a dilapidated courtyard, which showed her appearance even more.

The wilderness sets off the beauty.

The coldness in Guiyan's eyes made Song Ji shiver, and she subconsciously clenched the handle of the umbrella.

Liu Sheng's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly moved.

Both of them were bare-handed, extremely fast, and they were dazzled, and Song Ji could only see two unclear figures.

After twenty moves, Guiyan felt more and more overwhelmed, she dodged Liu Sheng's hand and kicked him quickly with one leg.

Liu Sheng subconsciously took a step back, returned to the smoke and retreated, and also took a few steps back, completely widening the distance.

She glanced at Song Ji coldly, flew up the wall and left, never looking back.

Liu Sheng frowned, and was about to catch up, but his body stiffened.

A man slowly walked in through the crescent gate, he was dressed in noble black, embroidered with dark gold python patterns.

Holding a pale cyan iron-boned umbrella in his hand, the umbrella was raised, first with a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, then with a straight nose and a knife-like side face.

His eyes have always been affectionate, but at this time, his eyes were full of coldness and gloomy.

Liu Sheng was taken aback, he didn't know how long he had been standing there, whether he had seen everything just now.

Gu Yuebai glanced at him, his eyes were heavy, and with just one glance, he turned around and left, without any intention of pursuing it.

Song Ji stood under the eaves and suddenly threw the umbrella in her hand to chase after Gu Yuebai.

The bright red slowly melted into the rain, as if adding some brightness to a pale ink painting.

The rain was a little heavy, and it made a crisp sound on the blades of grass.

Liu Sheng stood in the rain, his clothes were so wet that he seemed to be able to wring out water.

His fingers trembled twice, his eyes were confused for a moment, and after a while, he lifted his feet and left.

Gu Yuebai stopped, and looked at Song Ji who was blocking the road in front of her with a pair of eyes without any emotion.

Her hair was slightly wet, a few strands of broken hair stuck to her sideburns and forehead, and her eyes were sad, like a peony that was wilting without water, a little pitiful.

She was dressed in a bright red palace dress embroidered with gorgeous peonies, and the step on her head was also inlaid with rubies, which was extremely gorgeous.

Song Ji looked at him, she didn't know what to say for a while, she didn't even know how she came to him.

His mind was stunned for a moment, and he had already blocked his way.

She knew he didn't want to see her at all.

If she hadn't come to Xia Mansion today, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to touch him.

was about to speak, but heard Gu Yuebai call "Queen Mother......"

"Queen Mother, it's only been a few days since the first emperor died, and you are dressed too brightly."

The Queen Mother? You?

Song Ji's body trembled, and her eyes looked at him in disbelief with tears in her eyes.

There was no trace of emotion in his thin and cool eyes, which invisibly narrowed the distance between them.

When he looked at her, it was as if he was really a foreign minister, and she was just the queen mother, stranger than a stranger.

Her eyes widened, and she tried to force the tears from her eyes, and she stood up straight, maintaining her dignity.

"The regent has major national affairs to work on, but I didn't expect that even the clothes of the women in the inner palace have to be judged." She tried to keep her voice as calm as she could, and he was generally unemotional, but there was still a faint choking.

Gu Yuebai didn't speak, he was expressionless, he walked past her with an umbrella, and the raindrops on the iron-boned umbrella flowed down and dripped onto Song Ji's shoulders.

It's cold.

Song Ji turned around and looked at his back, watching him disappear in front of her eyes and never look back.

The rain was heavier again, and the tears in her eyes finally flowed freely, and she squatted down.

She originally wanted to provoke him to say more words to her, whether it was a lesson or a scolding, she was willing.

However, he understood her thoughts, and he didn't even bother to talk to her.

After Gu Yuebai came back from Yueguo, her whole person seemed to have changed.

He began to kill decisively, wantonly seized power, and all the dark lines were used by him.

He seems to have abandoned everything overnight, just for this prosperous world to gamble and dominate the country.

Song Ji stood beside him and watched him transform into a resolute young man, with no oil and salt, and no joy or anger.

Then she was given to Emperor Yue by him, and Emperor Yue did not love her and did not covet her beauty.

He wanted her, but he thought she was Gu Yuebai's woman, and wanted to disgust Gu Yuebai, for the last trace of his dignity as an emperor.

Now that the emperor has died, the regent Gu Yuebai is like a hard and indifferent stone, his coercion is even stronger than before, and one look can make people tremble, and the two tremble.

The court has become his hall of words.

It was as if even the last of his softness had disappeared.

But Song Ji knew that the softness in his heart still existed, but he used a way to seal it up, and then take it out when the time was right.

Otherwise, how could he have come to Xia Mansion today?

Liu Sheng looked at Song Ji who was squatting and crying not far away, and his face stiffened.

Then he opened the umbrella she had just discarded and walked slowly towards her.

……

When Guiyan returned to the house, he was already soaked, and the two clay figures stuck in his belt were only two wooden sticks.

When he fought with Liu Sheng, the two little things that were not touched were probably broken into slag.

The servants in the courtyard brought in wooden barrels and hot water, and Guiyan suddenly felt a little chill in his body.

When he just came back, he met Lu Jingzhi, although he glanced at it in a hurry, he probably saw her faint embarrassment, and called someone to bring hot water.

After taking a hot bath, Guiyan felt a lot more comfortable, she changed her dress and no longer dressed up as a man.

Guiyan was dressed in an apricot-colored dress, the skirt fell to the ground, her hair was not dry, and she was wiping it with a cloth towel in her hand.

His gaze inadvertently fell on the two small wooden sticks on the table that were still mud shavings, Gui Yan pursed his lips slightly, and his eyes gradually sharpened.