Such a familiar feeling seems to go back to the old days.

Back to the days when there was no strife.

Wrong.

This familiar feeling seems to come from the deepest part of the heart, as if with a ······ The taste of the next world.

There is something ethereal and illusory.

"Childe."

At this time, a clear voice came, interrupting Su Yunran's thoughts.

I could only hear the rustling of branches and leaves, Wen Mo's figure fell, came to the side of the three of them, and saluted Nan Shiyan, and then saluted Xuan Yun and Su Yunran.

"Master Xuan, Miss Seven."

With a gentle "um", Nan Shiyan waved his hand casually, took the silk handkerchief on the side, wiped his slender fingers, pushed the plate full of ice dew fruit pulp in front of Su Yunran, and bowed slightly at Wen Mo.

Receiving the meaning of Nan Shiyan, Wen Mo also nodded, lowered his voice, and slowly spoke, "The chaos in the palace has basically come to an end, and now it is out of a state of correction, Gong Zhaohui announced to the outside world that it was Concubine Wan Xu who did it." ”

Gong Zhaohui abolished Concubine Wan and sentenced her to death, the little princess passed on to Concubine Yao, and gave the title "Zhishu" princess, and the rest of the Xu family, because they didn't know, but the head of the Xu family was punished to think about it, and the rest were not implicated. ”

"Capital Punishment ······"

Su Yunran, who was on the side, pulled the corners of his lips, smiled inexplicably, and muttered a few words softly, with an obvious sense of gloom.

Capital punishment?

It's really familiar.

After all, back then, my mother was also executed like this.

It is said that capital punishment is just that after putting a person to death, he will continue to be imprisoned, so that he will never be able to return home.

Until now, I have gone home, and my mother's ashes ······ Didn't go home.

It's really ······ to think about it It's irritating.

The white little hand slowly tightened, and there was a slight sound at the joints, Su Yunran narrowed his eyes, and the whole person revealed an obvious anger, faintly, there seemed to be a deep emotion accumulating.

At this time, there was a warm palm wrapped his little hand, and he gently pinched it, the force was neither light nor heavy, neither let himself ignore it, nor let himself feel pain.

His eyebrows trembled, and when he looked down the palm of his hand, he saw the delicate silver filigree embroidery, a pool of warm sun on the wide coat, and then a snow-colored shirt with an angular chin.

The breath sank, and Nan Shiyan's warm eyes seemed to be shining with bright stars, and when they fell into Su Yunran's eyes, they actually brought up ripples.

Such a scene seems to be ····· Somewhat familiar······

It's that feeling again.

In a trance, there was a greater force in his hand, Su Yunran came back to his senses, raised his eyes to look at Nan Shiyan, hooked the corners of his pale lips, and smiled lightly.

Seeing this, Nan Shiyan also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his face relaxed a lot, his slender fingers were raised, and he carefully straightened the hair on his forehead for Su Yunran, and called softly:

"Ling'er."

Hearing the strange feeling in Nanshi's tone, Su Yunran tilted his head, "Senior brother? ”

After a pause, the corners of his mouth moved, and Nan Shiyan finally shook his head and sighed, his voice a little lower.

"Ling'er, Lingyanzhai has opened all over the four empires, all of which have a complete intelligence network, you can use it at will."

"Out of the four empires, to other parts of this continent, I also have power, and you can also call on any manpower and material resources at will."

After a pause, Nan Shiyan hooked his lips slightly, smiled gently, and gently rubbed the top of Su Yun's dyed hair, with a temperature between his eyebrows and eyes that could not be ignored.

"In short, Senior Brother is an idler anyway, and he is very idle, and Ling'er can also call him at will."

"Senior brother has always been there."

His eyes moved, Su Yun moved the tip of his nose, suppressed the inexplicable sourness, blinked his eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and his voice was soft and soft, with a somewhat coquettish tone.

"Okay, when the time comes, senior brother is not allowed to repay the debt."

As he spoke, his slender fingers raised and shook in front of Nan Shiyan, Su Yunran smiled mysteriously, his white and tender fingertips pointed at Xuan Tong on the opposite side, and blinked his eyes again, revealing a bit of innocence.

"Senior brother is here, he is a witness."

"If Senior Brother defaults, Ling'er will let Senior Brother beat you."

"Okay."

Nan Shiyan nodded with a smile, and his slender fingers pinched Su Yunran's face, smiling kindly.

"Senior brother is definitely not bad."

Su Yunran smiled and nodded, his smiling face was like a kitten that had been benefited, blinking his big smart eyes excitedly.

Looking at the junior sister who was still so cute, Xuan Tong couldn't help but chuckle, and the gloomy aura condensed between her eyebrows and eyes also spread out a lot.

In fact, when he saw the obvious anger of his junior sister, Xuan Tong knew that his junior sister must have a past hidden in her heart and kept oppressing her.

This is exactly the last thing Xuan Tong wants to see.

Although, he has long been aware.

But he just couldn't see that happen.

"Hmph."

A cold snort sounded, pulling back Xuan Yun's slightly remote thoughts.

The white little hand slapped the paper in his hand on the table casually, Su Yun hooked his lips, smiled gloomily, and his low voice carried an undisguised mockery.

"Princess Zhishu."

"Princess Zhishu."

Turning these words on the tip of his tongue and twisting them repeatedly, Su Yunran muttered softly, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

"From near to far east and west, to deep to shallow clear stream. As high as the sun and the moon, from relatives to husband and wife. ”

"Zhishu, Zhishu."

After chuckling a few more times, Su Yunran grinned on her pale thin lips and leaned lazily to the side.

"Gong Zhaohui really wants to be banned, and it really has a deep meaning."

"The red face once withered bones, and it was true."

With a deep sigh, Nan Shiyan's big knuckled palm gently pressed on the top of Su Yun's hair and rubbed it gently.

"The imperial family, it is indeed so."

"The weaker the person, the more they crave more power, and they will never be satisfied."

Hearing this, Su Yunran's face moved slightly, and he also sighed and lowered his eyebrows.

"Is it so easy to sit in that supreme position?"

His eyes paused on Su Yunran's slightly melancholy face, his eyes moved, a faint doubt appeared in his heart, the corners of his mouth moved, Nan Shiyan didn't say anything in the end, but just pressed the big palm on the top of the little girl's hair on his side and softened it a little.

Oh, yes.

How easy is it to sit in that position?

Is the momentum of the superior so easy to cultivate?

It's cold in a high place, in that position, everything needs to be taken into account, if you keep growing your **, sooner or later something will happen.

Fang Cailing'er's melancholy tone obviously had the same experience.

However, he didn't ask much.

When Ling'er wants to talk about it, she will naturally tell him.

Although······