Under the Bodhi tree, a snow-white face quietly looked up at the Bodhi on the tree, without warning, a Bodhi seed smashed on Xiao Qingjue's head, moved his head slightly, and saw a person walking unhurriedly.

The green shirt is falling, and Lang is unique.

Xiao Qingjue saw the man closer, looked at the calm face, and the corners of his lips lifted, "Your wound is better, I have a bottle of good medicine, I know that you are not lacking, and you always have a heart in it, just don't dislike it." ”

"Hmm." He walked straight to the stone bench surrounded by the round table under the linden tree, still speaking in a tone devoid of any emotion.

"You don't have the slightest popularity, so this is the cultivation of immortals?" The corners of Xiao Qingjue's mouth hooked, and a smile overflowed from inside.

"I don't know." Su Gongzi thought seriously for a moment and raised his eyes to look at Xiao Qingyu.

"I thought you were so cold that you kept a straight face and expressionless." Xiao Qingjue's eyebrows moved, and he also smiled, and then moved his footsteps and walked over to Su Gongzi's side.

The courtyard is empty, the smell of incense lingers on the tip of the nose, and the seeds of the Bodhi tree fall one or two from time to time.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to Sifan Pavilion?" Looking at his wound, Xiao Qingyu asked a little shyly.

"Someone." Su Gongzi's eyes set off a little wave.

"Someone told you to go?" Xiao Qingjue stared at his eyes suspiciously.

"There's someone there." Su Gongzi looked at Xiao Qingyu directly, as if he wanted to see something in her eyes, however, the beautiful Danfeng eyes were always calm without a trace of waves, but the clear streamer in them caused people to be in a trance.

After a long time, Su Gongzi retracted his eyes with a calm face, lowered his eyes, and exhausted the thoughts in his eyes.

In the past few days, it has rained several times in a row, and the old injuries of the division have been added to the new ones, and the roots of the disease have already fallen, the moisture has penetrated into the bones, and the bones of the body are becoming more and more unfavorable.

Mrs. Shi sighed helplessly, and called Xiao Qingjue to come to her again.

Without waiting for Xiao Qingyu to ask in a low voice, he stared at her eyes and said seriously. "Your schedule for returning to the temple is not too late, can I ask someone to accompany you?"

Shi Tai asked like this, but his tone was non-committal.

Out of the door, Xiao Qingjue smiled at Ah Yang, who had been guarding the door wholeheartedly, and said, "I may have to go out these days, can you guard the master for me?" ”

Ah Yang looked at Xiao Qingyu's eyes carefully, and then nodded neatly.

In the cold night, Xiao Qingyu was still wandering under the Bodhi tree, a little flustered, a little joyful, a little afraid and a little happy.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally stood in front of Su Gongzi's door, and asked loudly through the lamp. "Mrs. Shi said, you will take me to the National Temple."

"Hmm." Still a quiet voice came.

Xiao Qingyu put his hand on the door, trembled twice, and finally pushed the door hard. Su Gongzi looked at the figure slowly walking towards her by candlelight, and was stunned for a moment. Looking at her sitting opposite her with a restless expression, her long eyelashes casting a thick shadow in the candlelight, and the eyelashes trembled gently as the wind blew through the candlelight.

The two looked at each other calmly.

For a long time, Xiao Qingjue held his head with his hands, looked out of the window, curled his lips slightly, and his pale face looked like a very sick beauty in the moonlight. "You're really smart."

The beauty lowered her head again, paused, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly. "But I'm glad you told me there were people, not ghosts. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to sleep at night. ”

Xiao Qingjue changed his voice and looked at Su Gongzi with a straight look, "I can take you to see him." ”

Su Gongzi saw that Xiao Qingjue's eyes were full of his own shadows, so clean that he didn't stir up a trace of dust, his eyes flashed, and he didn't say a word.

"You don't ask me why?" Xiao Qingjue's eyes flashed a trace of trance, and soon returned to calm. "He's a madman, or maybe ...... It's me who is crazy. ”

That fire alarmed Concubine Zheng Guifei in the palace.

After being rescued by Mrs. Shi, Xiao Qingjue has been recuperating from his injuries.

The queen mother came to the temple by trekking through mountains and rivers, and hugged her with her weathered body all the way, and it was very cold to touch the hug, but at that moment, her heart suddenly warmed.

The queen mother looked at her gently, she tilted her head and looked at the queen mother intently, only to suddenly realize that the queen mother had gentle and lingering eyebrows like a sister, and then the queen mother put a loving and regretful gaze on her, sighed and touched her head, but secretly shook her head.

As my sister expected, the queen mother only wanted a son, and everyone would be the same.

Therefore, the elder sister was only lightly punished, and Xiao Qingyu, who was lying on the hospital bed and dying, was likely to face being abandoned.

The queen mother left many people to take care of Xiao Qingyu, but at the same time, she also arranged for people to teach her sister the etiquette in the palace and strategize and strategize.

Three or four months after the queen mother left, Xiao Qingyu disappeared.

Ironically, everyone thinks she just can't stand the blow of reality and escapes.

And my sister followed Mrs. Shi step by step, and even slept with Mrs. Shi at night.

No one will doubt Sister.

The woman with a gentle smile on her face......

The sister who has hurt her sister since she was a child......

The fire that everyone would like to see is just that her naughty sister accidentally bumped into the lights since she was a child.

How to know the truth, what is it, the identity that has been carefully hidden in those years has to be tucked away.

And the attitude of the queen mother also determines everything.

The moon is splashing.

In the basement of the Sifan Pavilion, which was burned by fire......

The sound of iron locks came from the basement, and Xiao Qingyu came with Su Gongzi.

There are a few things that are going to leave permanently...... It's been to the point where it has to be resolved.

"Xuan Shang, are you here......" The dim basement was cold and damp, filled with a heavy fishy sweetness.

There was also a rotten and dirty smell wafting in the air, muddy and long-lasting.

A voice with an eager longing, like the mouse that has been nesting at the mouth of the hole all the year round, longing to see the light, demented, muttered a name, and led the dove to quench its thirst.

"You're finally willing to forgive me, you're finally willing to come to see me......" The voice shouted happily as it went crazy, and when the candlelight was lit, the bad face unconsciously avoided the light because it had not seen the light for a long time, but unconsciously moved closer to the light in the next moment.

"I'm Xuanrong." Lowering his head, Xiao Qingyu looked at him fixedly, and a cruel smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth. "The Xuanrong ...... who was rescued by you personally"

"I remember. In the past, you liked your sister very much, and you followed her all day long, and she, because of you, died in front of you. ”

"I used all the methods that my sister used on me to my sister."

"I could have killed you, but after all, you saved me, this is my only bit of kindness, and at the same time cruel ......"

After two years, when he heard that voice like a dream demon again, Rong Hua went crazy, completely crazy. He struggled with the chains in his hands, yelling, tears welling up in his eyes.

And the two people in front of him always looked at him expressionlessly, and listened to him indifferently.

"I wish I had never opened that door that day, I would rather die than you......"

"Why did you kill her, she is the sister who loves you the most since she was a child......"

"She's actually very kind-hearted, and she can't bear to step on an ant to death......"

"It's all forced by you, it's all forced by you......"

"It's all you, if it weren't for your existence, she wouldn't be forced to be a shadow, to be your shadow, stained with blood and wind and frost to clear those thorns in the road for you......"

"Why don't you kill ...... with me?"

There were murmuring, helpless, mournful cries in the basement.

Xiao Qingjue listened quietly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a calm smile, but his eyes were hollow and numb, allowing the slight wind to blow through the thousands of holes in his body.

Those childhood memories, the same gust of wind blowing through the empty mountains in my heart, gentle and silent.

Stay in front of the rhododendrons all over the mountains, by the stone bridge with long flowing water, in the distant bells floating in the depths of the cicadas, in countless days and nights of talking and laughing......

Xuanhua slept, slept in the warm spring of that year, and stopped at that glance Xuanshang put away his sleeves, the tears in his eyes were as crystal dew as azaleas, and his eyes seemed to be stained with blood.

That was the girl he had always wanted to protect.

It's the girl he's always wanted to be with.

Xuanhua drank the dove poison, and when he was confused, his eyes looked at Xiao Qingyu with lingering compassion, maybe he looked at the shadow of another person through her, he laughed stupidly, and laughed out of his tears. "In the future, we will be vulgar, when we are idle, the vase of flowers on the desk is endless, and when the cool autumn comes, the large fields of azaleas planted in the yard will bloom, you wash your hands and soup, I will make money to support you, and the rest of your life. So ......"

The little junior brother Xuanhua closed his eyes forever, Xiao Qingjue clenched his palms, and looked at Su Gongzi calmly, without joy or sorrow.

Su Gongzi stared straight at Xiao Qingyu's eyes, tearing open the pain buried in the depths of her memory.

The dew is deep on a cold night, and the frost on the cold moon is heavy.

"Sister, I'm in so much pain, let me die...... whose voice screamed one by one, pulling in the cool breeze.

"Sister, I'm willing to give you anything, it's good to kill me......"

"Sister, kill me, please kill me......"

Sister......

I opened my mouth, it hurt, and I couldn't make any sound......

Behind him, a large wound from the largest fire burn was mixed with new wounds, the white clothes were dyed blood, and the clothes were connected with the flesh and blood, and every place was shocking, and even the breathing was painful.

Sister, please, let me die.

Sister, why......

In that cold, damp basement, my sister raised her whip and smiled sarcastically at the corners of her mouth.

"Sister, do you hate me like that?" Xuanrong's tears fell to the ground, mixed with a pool of red blood, and a faint smell of rust, salty, and sweet.

Is there really a kind of person who is born sinful......

The thorny whip stained with chili pepper water aroused flesh and blood, Xuan Rong's ears rumbled, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he gradually became awake, his eyes opened and closed......

"Do you know what it's like to wait for death every day?" Sister raised a gentle smile. "Do you know what it means to be born an outcast?"

"How could I let you die so easily......"

"How could you let ...... go so easily?"

"Do you know what it means for the head of the palace to give birth to twins?"

"It means that if one person enters the palace, the other person must die."

"Because of you, I don't even have a name, don't you think it's pathetic......"

"You know that our eyebrows are already so similar, but I am three points inferior to you......"

The once bright and gentle eyes brewed a storm, reflected in Xuanrong's lost soul, and heard the questioning of the elder sister, and the clamor in his heart.

Sister, I'm really tired and tired to be alive......

"Why? Why have you left you a bright path in your life, while I have gone to a filthy and unbearable ......?"

"Do you think someone else can save you once, and can they save you a second time......

"You're not going to be so lucky, you'll never want to leave this place......"

The room was cold and cold, the whip in Xuan Shang's hand had no strength, he lowered his hand, saw his red eyes fall to the ground, panting, the cold wind blew, Xuan Shang's eyes suddenly had a trace of clarity, suddenly looked up, and when he saw a pool of flesh and blood mixed with Xuan Rong, he suddenly grabbed his hair and ran out like crazy.

Xuanrong struggled to open his eyes and saw that the door of the dark room had opened a crack, and the wind on the wall blew softly, whining like the cry of an infatuated lover, and the bright lamp was lit in the corner, as if someone was waiting for him to come home.

"Sister, let's go, let's go home together. ...... "I still remember that day when the sun was shining, the light and shadow of the sun falling through the branches were brilliant and colorful, my sister gently took her hand, go, let's go home."

"I killed my sister with my own hands, and in the dim light, her blood stained my whole body, warm and cold." The sun was also shining that day, and it was dazzling, and his clothes and hair were scattered messily, and he sat on the ground, his eyes looked into the distance without focus, and at that time, he laughed out loud.

"She never thought I could kill her, she only knew that I was poisoned since I was a child, but she didn't know that my blood was also poisonous......"

Looking into the distance, the bloodshot eyes couldn't tell whether it was the end or the beginning.

At that time, I realized that from the moment I dyed my hands red, the woman with a gentle face and a mockery on the corner of her mouth completely lived in the bottom of her heart.

And the pain of tearing at the bottom of my heart healed the wounds on my body.

The hollow wind blew the dim candlelight in the cold and damp basement, and on that moonlit night, Xuan Rong calmly hooked the corners of his mouth, but tears fell heavily on the fishy and damp basement.

The bright white clothes were stained with brown dust, and the pure and flawless eyes were hollow and embarrassed.

But for some reason, it was branded into Su Gongzi's eyes.

Su Gongzi gently helped Xuanrong up with his hands and feet, a gust of wind blew, and one hand was caught off guard and lifted Xiao Qingyu's sleeve, and the eyes were the dense wounds on Xuanrong's hands, as ugly and terrible as a centipede. Against the backdrop of a snow-white and flawless skin, it looks even more terrifying and painful......

Not only the hands, but also the whole body, I am afraid that there is no good ......

"When?" An obscure voice rang in my ears, blocking the large amount of moonlight that entered the room at the door.

"Tell me! When was this. Seeing that the room was empty and no one answered, the voice was as dry and hoarse as the mute had just spoken.

"The months you were gone." Xuan Rong closed his eyes and said unhurriedly. "I told Mrs. Shi not to tell you."

After a long time, Xuan Rong sighed, "I thought I could hide it for a while, and we could go a little longer......"

"It's ridiculous, I always thought ......" Ah Yang stepped into the door and was blown by the wind, and his body gradually became cold, and the re-coldness came out of his bones, and the chill gradually rose from beginning to end, and his eyes began to be chaotic when he saw Xuanrong.

"Say no more!" Xiao Qingjue suddenly raised his voice and looked at Ah Yang with cold eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Ah Yang Zhang Huang was at a loss, his eyes were red, looking at the strange and familiar eyebrows, watching the frost and snow fall on her eyebrows, she heard her tell herself to get out of her words, and the hands that wanted to help him froze stiffly.

Along with his body, he froze.

Xuan Rong pushed away others, stubbornly covered his eyes and leaked water droplets, and stood up by himself.

When the past events that were tossed and turned in my heart were brought up again, my eyes were rippling with fissi, my heart was cold and silent, but the wound was faintly painful. Before winter came, it was already painful.

"I should do everything, don't drive me, okay." Ah Yang's eyes widened and he looked at Xuan Rong with begging, and the hand holding the sword trembled desperately.

No one can forget the love of those three people growing up together.

To say that you don't feel it is to deceive yourself.

"I hate myself, I hate myself, but I left at that time, I should have been guarding your ......"

"No wonder you haven't recovered from your injuries for a year, I always thought that it was because of the recurrence of the poison in your earlier years......"

"I always thought that Xuan Shang was really brought into the palace......"

"No wonder, I've changed a lot when I come back to see you after I'm gone......"

"No wonder the sun is shining, you always say cold ......"

"No wonder I hold your hand, you feel pain......"

"No wonder you're squirming and practicing your left-handed penmanship......"

Xuan Rong ignored the panicked voice behind him, raised his feet and stepped out of the door, and his words drifted into the wind without panic. "No one will always guard anyone's ......"

You see, in the end, all you can say is to keep it, if you do it again, you will save me, but you will still forgive her.

At the beginning, I said that I would love for a lifetime, and in the end, I sighed.

"There will be no next time this time, it's a matter of time......" The sigh was silently cool in the wind.

I thought I had forgotten all about the past, but I realized that every day was like a lifetime.

That year, my sister smiled and picked an azalea and tied it in her hand, her face was gentle and beautiful, she took her hand and said, "Let's go, let's go home together." Don't be afraid, I'll protect you for the rest of your life......"

There is angelica on the tip of the eyebrows, and the warmth is still left in the courtyard path.

If the cuckoo bird cries, it is better to go back, it is better to go back. The azaleas are quietly blooming for another season, and one season is reincarnated and one season is separated.

I clearly remember about angelica, as far as the cherry ripe. When the chrysanthemum is gone, he has not returned to his hometown.

"This knife technique is very similar to a natural executioner, and there is no trace of bias in accuracy."

The dagger pierced into the heart, and the blood flowed everywhere, and only then did he change a trace of clarity in his eyes.

Sometimes people are really cheap contradictions, and they can infatuately guard the locked inch of land in their hearts and grow old alone, silent and white as the moon in the sky; But it can also be ruthless and kill people without blinking an eye in an instant, as calm as hell Shura.

A moment ago, I could recall the warm affection in my memory, and when I started, it was clean and not like the one I knew.

A voice seemed to be heard in the haze,

My Buddha is merciful and relieves me of suffering.

A moonlit night.

"Ask for a pot of wine, whatever you want." Xuan Rong leaned lightly on the Bodhi tree and touched the red rope thrown by the pilgrim with his hand.

Su Gongzi untied the gourd on his waist and handed it to Xuan Rong silently with an expressionless face.

Xuan Rong looked at Su Gongzi with a foolish gaze, and a smile hooked up on the corner of his mouth. "I want to live, and only by living, can I taste a little pleasure, and when I die, there is really nothing. Even if you live in such an embarrassment, the pain is always greater than the happiness. It's good to steal a living, ......"

Sister, I heard that the locust tree nourishes the soul.

I wonder if you can hear my prayers.

It doesn't matter, I've been smiling, using my eyes to show you the rhododendrons all over the mountain, listening to the wind blowing through my ears.

Where the thoughts are retracted, there are ups and downs in the wind, and the wine is hearty.