Under bright light.

The silver-white pattern on Xie Hanzhou's placket is clearly visible, and his appearance carved like cold jade is even more vivid, handsome like an immortal, but this immortal has a pair of eyes that are almost secluded, and all emotions are hidden under the deep pool water, as if there is something darker.

Under the memory of the two lives.

Sang Ling suddenly felt that the tip of her heart seemed to be pricked by a poisonous bee's tail needle, and under the cold and sharp pain, what was churning was not sadness, but anger and resentment.

From beginning to end, only she was hurting, she was suffering, everyone was alive and well, Lu Chaoyan was still high, Xie Hanzhou was still respected, only she died silently and was spurned.

Sang Ling suddenly thought, if one day the elephants were pushed down and devoured by the ants, at that time, would their eyes also be afraid and angry?

The white mist in the early morning is like a thin veil, wrapped in layers and layers of body, wrapped in suffocation, but it can't break free, and there is an extra layer of boredom.

Sang Ling listened to the other party's specious words just now, and felt that this guy was wrong. After thinking about it, she hid the temptation in her eyes and took the initiative to speak:

"I heard that Xie Xianjun and Fairy Lu are a match made in heaven, why aren't they together today?"

Xie Hanzhou just lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes half-hid his deep eyes, and the clear reflection of Sang Ling's eyes was there, and there was an illusion of gentleness and indulgence.

"Listen to the rain and drink tea in your spare time, and then accompany one person. The person was not her. ”

With such a look, it seems that every woman wants to be moved, and the fawn collides.

Sang Ling felt that she was in a calm mood and killed countless fawns.

Three hundred years ago, when she heard it for the first time, she thought that Xie Hanzhou was talking about her. As a result, he was bent on death, and sent himself to the sacrificial circle, ushering in such a tragic ending.

Now, when I listen to it again, it's a little more boring.

At this time, the sky was completely bright, pale yellow, like jade-colored satin that had been put for a long time, a little more inattentive yellow, and it seemed like a small piece of fragrant ash accidentally bounced on, although it was shaken in time, it was still a little burnt yellow.

Sang Ling raised her head, smiled and bent her eyes, puffed out her cheeks, and the malice in her eyes was hidden, but she was innocent:

"Then Fairy Lu should be sad, who in the world doesn't know, Xie Xianjun and Fairy Lu are a couple in the world, countless women have loved you, even the one who made the sacrifice pillar, can't change the heart of Xianjun." The words are all written like this, even the world is so praised and praised, and the immortal monarch has to deny it? ”

Sacrificial human pillars.

This is Sang Ling's evaluation of the brainless self she once had, other people's stepping stones and cannon fodder, and even passers-by A are better than her life, the ups and downs of the two lives are lonely, but they are the upward steps of others, and it is not worth half a point.

Obviously, he turned out his painful memories again, exposed to the sun, and endured the scrutiny of others.

But Xie Hanzhou's face on the opposite side suddenly turned dead white, pale without any living qi and blood, and his face visible to the naked eye was like dead ashes. The right hand placed on the table was clenched into a fist, clenched tightly, and the scarlet under his eyes slowly turned red.

"No, it's not a sacrificial pillar! Don't use that word...... Don't use it. ”

looked at Shang Sangling, but it turned into a mournful red, and the wisps were full of pain and sadness. He opened his mouth to say something, but he still restrained himself and only spit out a few words in silence.

"My life was originally a life of manipulation and last resort. Only one heart can be kept, and it will be given to whoever it wants, and no one can control it. ”

It was as if every penny had been dug out of the flesh, bloody and dead. I want to pull it out of my heart and show it clearly to the person in front of me.

A few wisps of reverie flashed on Sang Ling's face, and she didn't put it on herself.

Could it be that he is implying that he has no intention of Lu Chaoyan, and wants to use my mouth to tell Longnan City that he can be a son-in-law and become the city lord of Longnan City in the future?

Even if Longnan City is a small city, it is rich after all, and there are not many old immortals, so it is a good thing that they can take power alone when they come.

Sang Ling only felt that everything was abnormal in the other party, and she was about to speak, when suddenly the back of her hand was hot, and his palm was spread out and applied to the back of her hand. The other party seemed to be sweating a lot, and there was only a slight cool wetness on the back of his hand.

Obviously, for a self-contained and calm person, what he said just now has touched his heart a lot.

Sang Ling's eyebrows moved slightly, but she sneered, withdrew her hand, leaned on the table, and teased:

"The city lord's daughter is sixteen this year, which is the most suitable age for finding someone. Don't worry, I will definitely speak a lot for Xianjun in front of the steward to ensure that you get the beauty back. In the future, Xianjun will be the lord of the city, but I will reward the little demon with a good life. ”

The person in front of him seemed to be drunk again out of thin air, and the redness on his eyes deepened.

Didn't pay attention to each other anymore.

Sang Ling quickly washed the teapot, put water again, put it on the small earthen stove and continued to boil, after the water boiled, slowly threw the tea leaves that had been put aside just now.

When the tea was fragrant, she raised her hand and poured a cup for Xie Hanzhou and pushed it over.

"Xianjun, please use tea."

The tea is crisp and fragrant, like a woman's caressing.

The tea was put away, and Sang Ling knew that the maid had personally handed over the tea to her in the small kitchen just now, and told her that she had to find a way to let Xie Hanzhou drink it.

What is the use of things, the maid did not say.

Sang Ling explored a little malice, and after reminiscing, when Xie Hanzhou was unstable, the first thing she did was to pour tea, and she couldn't wait to use this hateful knife to insert it into Xie Hanzhou's chest.

All the killing intent was hidden in the smile of the flowers, she was graceful and beautiful at this time, like a few little demons in the Hidden Pearls Pavilion she had seen, pitiful and pitiful, persuading the enemy to drink the poison.

After a long time, I only heard a low voice of the palace strings playing, and said:

"Okay, I'll drink."

The flush in his eyes had vanished, turning a bloodless white.

Sang Ling made a happy appearance and hurriedly brought the teacup in front of him.

Xie Hanzhou's eyes fell fixedly on the strange face she was dressed up in fat powder at this time, and the expression on her face condensed in the bottom of her eyes, which was a kind of pity and gentleness, with a different kind of brilliance.

Sang Ling didn't know if Xie Hanzhou's taste had changed, and she suddenly fell in love with the little demon, she sank her face behind her back, pulled the clothes on her body, and closed them tighter.

opened his mouth and urged coquettishly:

"Immortal Monarch? The tea soup is almost cold. ”

Silent, raising his hand, and slowly holding the cup of tea, Xie Hanzhou's eyes fell on Sang Ling from beginning to end, and he didn't move a bit.

Sang Ling's eyes were burning and she was looking forward to watching her prey fall into the trap, looking forward to the bloody beautiful picture.

It's just that.......

In the end, this cup of tea was not sent to Xie Hanzhou's mouth.

Xie Hanzhou seemed to have received some news from the communication jade peri and left immediately.

Before leaving, he told uneasily:

"There are many forces here, don't go out, wait for me in the yard."

"Oh."

Sang Ling lazily half lay on the table, picking up a tea pet carved into a lion cub on the tea party in her hand, holding the tea with things in it, pouring it left and right, without any extra thoughts to ask the other party's whereabouts.

Xie Hanzhou lowered her eyes and looked at the person on the table, her cheek resting on her arm, and her fine fluffy hair was soft and soft on her hairline, a little more innocent and lazy childish.

The two stood very close, and the distance seemed to be far apart, and their hearts seemed to be floating in the air and could not fall to the ground.

There was a sigh overhead, and then the sound of footsteps slowly sounded as it faded away.

Finally sent the person away, Sang Ling threw away the little lion in his hand and sat back.

Reaching out to hold the tea, he poured himself a new cup unhurriedly, and the sound of the tea pouring into the cup carried a sense of familiarity like yesterday.

Looking down at a small green shadow in front of him, the shadow on it was just a person who couldn't see his eyebrows and facial features, and on the opposite corner, there was half a piece of tea leaves, floating and sinking in the water, disturbing endlessly.

Suddenly, the picture lit up, showing a corner of the corridor, and the sound came muffled through the water film.

"Xian Jun'an."

It was the voice of a maid.

"Today, the city lord is here?"

Clear as ice strikes, it's Xie Hanzhou.

The screen moves, and it seems to be walking towards the outside of the courtyard.

The maid reports:

"The city lord is still in retreat, and the young lady and the senior brother went out of the city to pick up Fairy Lu, and they will go to the city lord's mansion immediately. Today, the reception dinner is set up in the city lord's mansion. ”

Lu Chaoyan?!

Sang Ling was startled and stood up, her elbows hurriedly took her, and the tea pet she was holding in the palm of her hand just now shattered with a "bang".

A piece of debris, with the cup of tea with the shadow on it, splashed several drops of tea at once, ruining the picture.

Long.

This cup of useless tea soup was splashed and completely discarded, and it could not be brought back to the corner of the skirt that left.

……..

Sang Ling changed her dress, redid the men's repair costume, and returned to the Hidden Pearl Pavilion with a calm face.

As soon as I pushed the door in, among the people who slept on the ground, I happened to bump into a pair of sober eyes.

Liang Yue was standing in front of the window at this time, her white and clean robe bathed in the sun, so clean and clear that it seemed to be a magnolia flower hanging on the branches, fresh and elegant.

When he saw her come in, her robe clean and tidy, without half a wrinkle, frowned and asked:

"I didn't come home overnight, which box did I fool around from?"

Forehead.

The magnolia flower opened her mouth like a resentful woman who had blown a cold wind all night, waiting for her husband to come home.

Sang Ling wiped away this strange speculation in her heart, and said casually:

"I got drunk with the wind, and I picked a room to sleep in all night, but I didn't expect you to leave yet. Did you sleep well last night? ”

Sang Ling: ......

yes, it's more like a romantic husband full of nonsense, so she's better shut up.

The original seat had been occupied by the little rabbit demon and fell asleep, Sang Ling picked up the seat next to him and sat down at random, reached out and poured himself a cup of cold tea, and drank it one sip after another, washing away the troubled mind.

A fragrant smell of grass and trees suddenly rushed to the side. Sang Ling hurriedly retreated, so that she would avoid the smell of the other party approaching her neck.

"Liangyue, why are you so close to me!"

Liang Yue twitched the tip of her nose, and a trace of doubt flashed in Xiaoyue's starry eyes.

"I just smelled what you did last night, why did you react so much?"

His eyes were innocent and pure, as if he didn't understand why his good brother seemed to be taking advantage of half of his reaction to a simple action?

And, behind Sang Ling was the back of the chair with armrests, and she couldn't retreat much at all, but the other party's face didn't move away, just like that, she was still in front of her, almost breathing.