After a pause, his white teeth bit his pale lower lip, and after hesitating for a moment, Su Yunran tilted his head, hooked his lips suddenly, and smiled brightly, but the words he said were a little cold and sad.

"Senior brother, Ling'er is just ······"

"I want to find out something, by the way, just give myself a reason."

"Why?"

Nan Shiyan frowned and muttered secretly.

At that moment, Nan Shiyan's eyes moved, and a look crossed his face.

He naturally knew that the reason that Ling'er wanted must be the reason for letting go.

In order to return Ling'er's life trajectory to normal, the master put a seal on Ling'er, hoping that Ling'er could forget all this.

However, the seal was broken.

Whether it was an accident or a conspiracy, no one knows.

Gently rubbing Su Yun's soft green silk, Nan Shiyan sighed deeply, and his voice was a little lower.

"Ling'er, why do you bother?"

Is it worth it?

After a moment of silence, Su Yunran winked at Nan Shiyan, smiling purely, with a fresh air unique to a child.

"Don't worry, senior brother, Ling'er has her own measure."

Is it?

Nan Shi was silent, only stretched out his hand, and gathered the snow-colored cloak for Su Yun, patiently instructing, with a great sense of tolerance.

"In short, you have to remember absolutely, absolutely, you can't take risks."

"Ling'er, don't worry us."

The slender fingers hooked the strands of Su Yun's hair scattered on the side of his face behind his ears, and the movements were extremely gentle, Nan Shiyan hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled kindly, with an undisguised sense of patience and pampering.

"Also, don't ······"

After a pause, Nan Shiyan sighed deeply, pressed his hands on Su Yunran's thin shoulders, leaned down slightly, and looked straight at Su Yunran's eyes with warm and soft eyes, not allowing the little girl in front of him to dodge anything, and opened his mouth word by word.

"Ling'er, don't fall too deep."

His heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, and there was a sense of bitterness in his eyes, Su Yunran blinked his eyes, forced the bitterness back, took a deep breath, and turned his eyes red.

The white teeth bit the pale lower lip, Su Yunran paused, and said with a smile: "Okay senior brother." ”

Looking at such a well-behaved Su Yunran, the smile on Nan Shiyan's face deepened a lot, and her slender fingers flicked her white forehead, and she spoke softly.

"Okay, it's cool here, let's go back quickly."

"Remember to rest early."

"Okay."

Su Yunran nodded obediently, "Senior brother should also rest early." ”

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue mischievously at Nan Shiyan, Su Yunran chuckled a few times, turned around, and walked into Su's house with his feet raised.

Looking at the thin back that was gradually moving away, Nan Shiyan stood quietly with his hands in his hands, letting the cool night breeze pass through his ears, his hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly, and many complex emotions surged in his heart.

Ling'er, this is a catastrophe.

He's your calamity······

Why do you still have moths to fight fires?

Is he that good?

Is it worth it?

The night breeze blew, blowing half of Nan Shiyan's black hair, and the branches and leaves rattled, as if they were blowing away the hearts of a place.

But no one answered.

***

The cold moonlight rippled down, sprinkled all over the world, as if it was dripping with water vapor, fresh and translucent.

The night breeze blows the hair band, and the pearl jade at the end makes a clear and beautiful sound, and the green silk with a faint fragrance brushes the cheeks, bringing a gentle touch.

Through the thick night, through the cool night breeze, the three big characters of "Yunshuiju" came into view, and when you looked at it from afar, you saw that the gentle courtyard was lit up with shaking lights, and the whole courtyard was surrounded by warm spiritual power, faintly, revealing a temperature that could not be ignored.

Stepping into the courtyard gate, the pond that shimmered under the moonlight glowed with a pale blue color, the green bamboo swayed, and the shadows of the branches cast a clear reflection on the pond.

Yunshuiju.

The courtyard built by Su Wenye, the head of the Su family, introduced the pool water of the spiritual spring, which is warmed by spiritual power all year round, and the flowers in the courtyard bloom all year round, the green bamboo is evergreen all year round, and the pool water is warm all year round.

Fourteen years ago, he began to prepare for the Yunshui Residence built for Miss Su Qi.

The night breeze blew, sending a faint fragrance, Su Yunran closed his eyes slightly, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and slowly moved.

The night breeze became a little soothing, and the faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, wisps of it, and penetrated into the deepest part of Su Yunran's heart.

The eyebrows, which were as thick as butterfly feathers, trembled, and took a deep breath, Su Yunran slowly opened his eyes.

The evening dew tree seemed to be flourishing again, and countless small and late dew flowers perched quietly on the soft branches, gently swaying with the night breeze.

When the night breeze blew, soft petals fell with the wind, brushed Su Yunran's cheeks, and fell on Su Yunran's body.

There were dots of petals scattered on the clear white clothes, and the moonlight was rippling, as if it had gilded Su Yunran with a faint halo.

Falling flowers are independent.

With a shallow sigh, Su Yunran raised his head, gently brushed his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and raised his eyes to look up, as if he was looking at the flowers of the trees, and as if he was looking at the crescent moon above the night sky, and it was as if he didn't see anything.

The clear eyes blinked, and for a moment of confusion, it seemed to lose focus.

The falling flowers fell with Su Yunran's movements, and they were all raised, lingering with a faint fragrance.

Wuchen, who was waiting not far away, saw Su Yunran, his face moved very slightly, with a somewhat meaningful feeling, and he smiled inexplicably.

However, he watched Su Yunran wandering in the courtyard, as if he was enjoying the scenery, as if he was thinking about something, and finally stopped under the huge evening dew tree in the courtyard, and did not move for a long time.

Seeing this, Wuchen couldn't help frowning.

Such a Miss Su Qi is really rare.

In my impression, this Miss Su Qi has a reputation for weak spiritual power, but she is extremely pitiful inside, her heart is probably deeper than some old guys, and her methods are even more decisive, and she has never seen Miss Su Qi so hesitant and melancholy as today.

Did you run into something difficult to solve?

However, Miss Su Qi, it's getting late, can you go back to the room first?

His master is still waiting for you in his room.

The chaos that occurred at the palace banquet held for King Sheng this time was naturally known to the master.

When these specific news reached the master, Wuchen felt that the master's breath was obviously a little heavier, his face was gloomy and terrifying, a pair of big hands with distinct bones were clenched tightly, and the bones were filled with a terrifying white color, trembling slightly.

Wuchen sighed silently, and only quietly retreated.

The chaos above the palace banquet was obvious, it was not a single person, it must have involved many forces, how many conspiracies and tricks were involved, and what kind of dark and bloody things were involved, he could imagine.

But······