The night was slightly cool, Gu Xijun was sleeping, tossing and turning.

With her head resting on her arms, she couldn't help but recall what Mu Juechen said about the refining process of Yang Blood, and then she suddenly realized.

At first, the two black-clothed mysterious men who came to the antique shop showed them the drawings. In one of them, a man sits in a giant coffin and raises a knife to cut himself, which must be the description of the Four Rituals of Blood Sacrifice. In the other picture, the two bloodstained people sitting with their palms facing each other, what does it portend?

"Mu Sheng, what should I do to help you avoid the ...... of the Blood Sacrifice Four Ritual Array?"

At the end of the song, the wind and grass are vague, and the Yiren will pass away. Looking at the flickering curtains beside the bed, Gu Xijun was stunned.

The moon is silent, the moon is silent, the moon is bright, and people are affectionate.

Mu Juechen, who was separated by a wall, looked at the piece of Yichen Jue in his hand that was stitched completely, gently rubbed the complex and gorgeous patterns on the other side, and muttered to himself: "If time can really travel again, can I still find the wind and the moon again? In this way, can we go back to the beginning? And she will also have a normal life......

Sleepless nights.

As soon as a trace of hazy orange-white appeared on the horizon, there was already a golden drum in the cloud mansion, and there was a palace businessman. The whole house was full of joy, and the masters, guests, and little slaves were bustling back and forth. Everywhere the flowers are brocade, the horses are on their backs, and it is very lively. Even the flowers in the courtyard are in full bloom today.

Quack!

Gu Xijun opened the door unhappily, crossed his arms and knees, and sat on the threshold to watch the sun rise in the sky.

She waited quietly, waiting for the moment when the news came flooding in. And I can only sit here, watching this epic marriage being reduced to a laughing stock of a hundred schools, and everything is like a dream.

Outside the wall, there is laughter and laughter, sheng songs are boiling, and prosperity is like hissing. The more these voices echoed in her ears, the more desolate and lamenting she felt.

"Alas......" Gu Xijun pressed his chin to his knees and sighed heavily.

The breeze came slowly, and Mu Juechen's cold voice sounded from his side at this time.

"Nine days open the palace, and all the nations are crowned. The emotions expressed by music and music are closely related to the social conditions in which people live, and it has always been the communication between music and politics. ”

Gu Xijun continued to look at the rising sun, infinitely melancholy, and said sullenly: "Yes, the Yun clan has been so prosperous and prosperous since the beginning of this era. People sing and dance, like birds in a cage, cheering and unaware of the dangers of the outside world.

However, it won't be long before they will attack the Mu clan they have always respected and admired, and spurn it in every way. And thousands of miles away, do you old antiques of the Mu clan choose to endure the humiliation and burden with Mu Shaoqing, or choose to dissociate themselves from the relationship, so that he will betray his relatives and leave? ”

Looking down at Gu Xijun, who was depressed, Mu Juechen's expression was still as ancient as usual. He gently sat down beside Gu Xijun and said with relief: "The husband and things are prosperous and declining, and the happy is sad." Happiness and sorrow come and go, and when it comes to inevitability, all cause and effect are already determined, and you don't need to feel too much. ”

"But I don't understand, why didn't Mu Shaoqing tell Yun Li the truth! He thought that it was good for Yun Li to say goodbye so much, how could he know if Yun Li herself was willing to be deceived by him like this!" Gu Xijun turned his head and stared into Mu Juechen's eyes, wanting to seek some answers from him.

"What if not? Knowing that Mu Shaoqing will die, go to accompany her to martyrdom? Or be sad alone and be widowed for the rest of her life? After she knows the truth, she will not be stable in this life!" Mu Juechen's answer was very realistic, but Gu Xijun did not agree.

She shook her head again and again, trying to find a glimmer of hope in it, so she hurriedly stood up and defended: "But, but now the Siyi Array has not been broken! No one can judge the specific time of its arrival, can it." Ten years, twenty years, maybe a hundred years, they can still be together! Why do they have to separate?"

Mu Juechen looked at the flowers in the courtyard and said leisurely: "Don't forget, what is recorded in the history books." The blood sacrifice of the six generations of young masters of the Mu clan is an undoubted fact!"

"Yes, it is already an established fact that Mu Shaoqing judged himself to be in the Forgotten River Stream, how could I forget this!" Gu Xijun seemed to have a smile on his face, and staggered back a few steps.

Leaning less, she lowered her head in frustration, and gently said what she wanted to say most in her heart: "But at least before the Lethe River Stream Soul Devouring Seal is broken, they can still cherish the last good time and love each other with all their might!

"Naive, wouldn't Yun Li fall deeper and more painfully after that! Mu Shaoqing would definitely not be so selfish!" Mu Juechen was not touched at all, and still remained rational according to his own thoughts.

"Hmph, you men are so self-righteous! I don't understand what others are thinking!" Gu Xijun snorted lightly, and he didn't want to discuss emotional issues with him in cold blood. This may be because of the difference between those who are excited and those who have not!

She pursed her thin lips and ran into the room, slamming the door shut.

Leaning against the door, Gu Xijun closed his eyes, with mixed feelings and emotions in his heart. After noticing that Mu Juechen had been away for a long time, her emotions gradually calmed down, and gradually, she even began to regret it.

"Alas, because of other people's emotional problems, is my attitude towards him a little excessive?!"

Gu Xijun herself was also very strange, knowing the ending, why did she react so much.

Silently walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, she seemed to react to something, and suddenly bit her index finger, "Oops...... Didn't I just say that I was showing my mouth? Forget it, what if I know that I am a daughter? In his eyes, there are only himself and other people, two kinds of people. ”

Gu Xijun couldn't help but let out a long sigh again.

At three o'clock, the auspicious time has arrived, the sound of gongs and drums and flutes is continuous, and the atmosphere of great joy has reached a climax.

At that time, there was a commotion outside, the guests whispered, and the heads of people secretly moved.

At noon, all kinds of rumors and doubts began to disappear, and the news that Mu Shaoqing, the young lord of Takixun, had abandoned and ruined his marriage in chaos was finally overwhelming......