As soon as Yun Chu got up in the morning, he found that Dusk Yuan was shrouded in an extremely serious atmosphere, a day had passed, and the mood of these people had stabilized a lot since last night, but in this suddenly tense atmosphere, could something else happen?

Everyone was silent, Yun Chu couldn't find any news even if he had the heart to inquire, and finally, when he passed by the pavilion, it was the girl who kindly told him.

Mo Hongyuan is dead!

Hearing the news, Yun Chu was stunned on the spot!

Nian Youyou didn't even get a response to a few calls, and stood dumbfounded, looking dazed and didn't know what he was thinking?

Anyway, she has had a relationship with Yun Chu several times, when has she ever seen him lose his temper like this?

Nian Youyou looked at him strangely, ready to take a look at the result, at this time, Yun Chu had already left the pavilion quickly and walked outside.

Yun Chu didn't know about Mo Han's coming to Dusk Garden, but he was about to go to King Zhao's Mansion to find out, but he ran into Mo Han before he walked out of Dusk Garden.

Probably, this is their fate.

Yun Chu stopped, waiting for Mo Han to approach, he stood on the only way out of the mansion, Mo Han wanted to leave the Dusk Garden, he would come over.

Passing by Yun Chu's side, Mo Han walked straight past as if he hadn't seen anyone.

Of course, he wouldn't know that the man on the side of the road was waiting for him.

"Hey!"

Yun Chu shouted.

Mo Han paused, but didn't look back, and his voice was still hoarse: "Are you calling me?" ”

Walking to the center of the road, looking at him with a tall back, Yun Chu nodded: "Yes!" The prince has time, and I want to talk to the prince about it. ”

He still didn't look back, but he said, "You are very annoying." ”

Dropping such a sentence, Yun Chu watched Mo Han leave.

Looking at the empty mansion gate, Yun Chuliang thought for a long time.

When he and Mo Han staggered by, Yun Chu saw those red eyes, overflowing sadness and despair, so obvious that he couldn't bear to touch ······

Yun Chu stared at the ground in silence and muttered, "You know? Mo Han, you are lucky because he died. ”

A question that is destined to have no answer, who can solve his puzzles?

Outside the String Wind Pavilion.

Yun Chu looked at the guards guarding the door and said, "Come down and see Gongzi, I said it was okay yesterday." ”

The reason for casual nonsense, now, you have to see Yu Yi's side.

The guards looked at Yun Chu, although the above explained that outsiders would not be allowed to approach the Xianfeng Pavilion easily, but since His Highness allowed him to enter and leave the Xianfeng Pavilion, there was no reason to stop him.

They will not forget that this young doctor was personally taken in by Qi Hibiscus, and yesterday he and Gongzi appeared in the place where the accident happened one day, you must know that the doctors who came to see His Highness in the past could not enter this door at all!

Seeing Yun Chu standing in place with a calm expression and letting them look at him, the guards glanced at each other, nodded secretly, and let him in.

Qi Hibiscus was stunned for a moment when she saw Yun Chu who had entered the String Wind Pavilion, and before she could react, Yun Chu had already entered the inner door of the String Wind Pavilion.

Qi Jin looked at Yun Chu, who didn't regard himself as an outsider, and hurriedly chased after him, stopping him: "Why did you enter the Xianfeng Pavilion without passing the rumor, hurry up and let me out." ”

"I'm here to quit." Yun Chu smiled, "If Miss Qijin thinks that you can replace Gongzi and let me leave the Dusk Garden now, I will leave now." ”

How could she decide on the question of his stay on behalf of Childe? Nanachi had nothing to say and stood sideways, "You can go over." ”

"Thank you."

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The only thing that was quiet by the bridge was the sound of the wind, and under the trees by the pool, there were chessboards with chess boxes, empty rattan chairs, and fishing rods discarded next to them······

Yu Yi is not here.

Under the empty tree, no one in sight, Yun Chu was not in a hurry to look for it, nor was he in a hurry to leave.

Looking down at the empty chessboard, the game that had been rooted in my heart for a long time came to my mind, and a trace of disappointment appeared in my eyes, but unfortunately, there was one less opponent in this game!

Yun Chu waved his sleeves to dust off the ground, sat on the ground, took the two chess boxes on it and put them in his hand, holding the black son in his left hand and the white son in his right hand, and there was a burst of falling sounds on the jade chessboard.

If you have no opponent, play against yourself!

In the empty environment, only the sound of chess pieces on the chessboard can be heard crisply, the wind blows, and the residual fragrance of autumn laurel can be vaguely smelled in the air.

This is a game that has been deduced many times in my heart, and I have a good heart, so I don't hesitate at all, and soon, the stone plate is dotted until Baizi has nowhere to put it.

Coming here has encountered a problem, a crucial step, whether the ending will go down with his intentions, all depends on the whereabouts of this son.

The people under the trees, dressed in plain clothes, sat on the ground casually, with their elbows on their knees, the hands holding the chess pieces unconsciously rubbed the corners of their mouths, and they saw their flawless and handsome side faces in the sun, staring intently at the chess game full of black and white chess pieces, thinking very seriously.

Adjacent to a pool of clear water, the sound of strings on the shore is quiet, and the autumn light is a picture of lightness.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Yun Chu didn't look up, and looked at the chess game intently, and the cold voice slowly sounded, breaking the silence.

"I heard that Mo Hongyuan is dead?"

"Yes." The wind replied lightly.

"You killed it?" No need to ask, Yun Chu knew it was him.

Yu Yi walked over, looked at the game full of chess pieces, and said, "So to speak. ”

Thinking of that face full of sadness and pain, Yun Chu raised his eyes to look at him, smiled lightly, and was very cold: "You are very cruel." ”

Yu Yi didn't seem to hear his sarcasm, stretched out his hand and pointed to a black spot on the chessboard, and said, "I messed up a chess move, what's the matter, my heart is not calm?" ”

"When such a big thing happens, how many people are calm, do you think anyone has no heart like you?"

Yu Yi sat on the rattan chair opposite and said, "You were very similar when you said this. ”

"Who? Mo Han! "Looking at the problem from the same angle, the ideas are more or less similar, maybe?

Yun Chu turned his eyes to the pool water of Jingbo, and did not continue to dwell on this problem.

"I'm here to leave, you promised me to leave yesterday, haven't you forgotten."

"I'm not going to stop you, you can get out of here now."

Before coming, chatting with Nian Youyou let Yun Chu know a lot of things, Mo Hongyuan's death, the murderer Qianzhi who was caught red-handed, and Yu Guo's spy who mixed into Tianyun......

Yun Chu was shocked, but after thinking about it, it really felt ridiculous.

Entrusted by someone to see people to see and treat people, the client and the party, who doesn't know his identity, the spy, is there such a spy as he is openly mixed in!

Not to mention Yu Yi, he is a two-faced hypocrite, one on the surface, one behind his back, and on the surface he promised to let him leave, and that night he secretly framed Qianyan.

Just ask, how can such a person's words be believed!

The white child who was playing in his hand was bounced into the pool by him, and the water surface splashed with ripples, condensing ripples, and Yun Chu said: "Do you know what is a person's greatest sorrow? ”

The person next to him was silent for a moment, and then his nonchalant tone:

"Who knows? There are no people in the world who are the same, your sadness may be the joy of others, and it is difficult to say that there is such a thing as emotion, which varies from person to person. ”

Indeed, Mo Hongyuan's death was a grief for King Zhao's Mansion, but it was insignificant to others, just a chatting figure in gossip.

Yun Chu was noncommittal, but what he wanted to say was not these.

"The greatest sorrow of man seems to me to be nearness."

This answer couldn't help but make him look at Yun Chu more: "Why is it close?" ”

Yun Chu asked rhetorically, "Do you know what it's like to lose someone you care about?" ”

Looking at the eyes that came for a moment, Yu Yi smiled faintly, leaned back into the rattan chair, looked at the sky with floating clouds, and spit out two words: "I know." ”

The pain of loss, how could he not understand!

The pain of the skin, the pain into the bone marrow, these are not real pains.

The real pain is forgetting......