The tears that fell from the eyes of the young man turned from warm to cold, and finally melted into her neck. She looked at him, buried her head in his blood-soaked embrace, her slender hands clasping his waist.

It's a hug.

It's the same as the hugs of the past.

It's a rare 'response' from her, if not because of love. But because of all the unspeakable, he indulged his greed and took advantage of her kindness.

The young man's eyes were stunned for a long time, but there was hidden pain. The heavy snow in his eyes seemed to start from this moment and would never stop.

She lifted her eyes and met him.

In the dim candlelight, there was only the shadow of the other in the eyes of both people.

Her voice was as gentle as her eyes, probably frightened by his rare tears, and she comforted him one after another: "It's going to be fine." ”

At that moment, the young man held the girl's hand and tightened it gently.

He looked at her for a long time, but still didn't do anything 'superfluous'. He just held the person quietly in his arms, greedy for the warmth on her body.

It seems to be a little longer, a little longer.

Some of the ice that is born in the winter can be turned into spring water.

The candle flame flickered on and off, and in the dark, neither of them could see each other's expressions clearly, and Jiang Yu still stroked Xie Yuwan's back again and again.

From the time she met him, he was a powerful young minister. Later, he got married, and in those ten years, he became more indifferent and deeper little by little.

She had never felt his grief so closely. She didn't want to talk about why she was distressed, she only knew that he was embarrassed and frustrated, and her heart would be filled with pain.

It was he who let go of her first.

The candle flame flickered on and off, and the moment he let go of her, it was completely dimmed. There was the sound of something breaking in the distance, but neither of them paid much attention.

Xie Yu let go of the hand holding her little by little, and after a long time, he said softly.

"The dress is dirty."

The dress was covered with blood, so it was naturally dirty.

Jiang Wu looked at her dress, which happened to be the same as his, all of them were snow-white. This color is stained with blood, and it looks dirty.

She blinked and whispered, "It's okay, I wore dirtier dresses when I was a kid." It's all dirt, with a few holes cut, and it's dusty, much dirtier than the current one. ”

She said it very easily, but it made Xie Yuwan silent for a long time.

He looked at her and said softly, "Go to the Yuanshan Temple for me." ”

"Yuanshan Temple?" Jiang Wu was stunned, she didn't expect to ask for this.

Xie Yuwan's eyes were uncertain: "Go to Yuanshan Temple and tell the abbot, please ask him to recite the half-moon Buddhist scriptures for the bamboo forest in the backyard." Then let the abbot take the things in his hand and enter the palace to find the Son of Heaven. ”

Jiang Wu's eyes froze for a moment, and she was a little worried: "Is there any evidence in the hands of the abbot, will the abbot listen to me?" If the abbot is unwilling, I should go to the third prince or the fifth prince. Xie is late, if the prince's matter is not solved for a day, it will be a hidden danger after all. ”

Xie Yuwan looked at her and said softly, "If it were you, the abbot would listen." ”

At this time, Jiang Wu had not yet understood the meaning, and many years later, after knowing everything, she remembered that the young man's indifference at this time hid forbearance and despair.

He didn't say anything more, just looked at her and told her not to worry anymore.

Xu Yanshi, who was in the distance, knocked on the lamp and candle, which meant that they were going out now. Jiang Wan turned around and glanced back at Xie Yuwan, and said softly: "Xie Yuwan, you can't lie to me." ”

The young man looked at her with a rare smile on his lips. His smile was shallow, gentle as water. Because of this laughter, although the voice was still as flat as usual, it still carried a little gentleness.

His eyes filled with her reflection, and he whispered a promise.

"Okay, I don't lie to you."

Xie Yuwan was in prison and kept looking at Jiang Wu's back. The slender girl lifted her dress and walked towards the brocade-clothed man who had been waiting for her in the distance, as if they had whispered something, and then disappeared around the corner.

The young man finally leaned down and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He seemed to have endured it for a long time, his face was pale, and he could still maintain a kneeling position, but now he could only fall down the place where the blood was splattered.

The noble and indifferent son has never been so close to the dry straw in his life.

But at this moment, he had lost all his strength, and the whole person seemed to have lost his life, although his whole body was covered with pain, but there was no expression on his face.

If Jiang Wu was there, she would have found that after she left, Xie Wanwan did not receive any punishment, but the injuries on her body were more than doubled.

At this moment, Xie Yuwan knew what the sound he and Jiang Wu heard was.

It's the sound of the candles falling.

When the flame of the candle farther away burned out, everything he could reach would be dark. His flesh was slowly cut by an invisible knife, and little by little, blood spilled out of his body.

The spilled blood stained the straw under him little by little.

If the candle flame was a little brighter, Jiang Wu would have been less worried, and she would have found that in the deepest part of the cell, under a layer of dry straw, there were several snow-white robes that had long been dyed blood-red and countless blood-soaked straws were buried.

The snow-white robe that the young man had changed into before the girl came, and after he left, it was slowly oozing blood.

He raised his eyes and looked at the dimly lit cell.

There is no kind of martial arts and magic in the world that can invisibly cut off people's flesh and blood, so that he is free except for one face, but his body is full of flesh and blood.

From the moment he asked Mo Huai to start the incident, he began to be tormented by this day and night.

Actually, there is nothing, but the whole body is constantly being cut, healed, cut again, and healed again. If there is anything special, it is that the speed of both cutting and healing is very slow.

He actually knew something.

From Mrs. Ji to Yu Chen to Si Li, and finally to all this that he asked Mo Huai to plan secretly.

"Everything in the world has its own trajectory."

This is actually an unfinished reminder.

This means that if he changes the course of this world by being reborn, the cause and effect sins of this world will be inflicted on him.

And he's trying to change the dragon vein now.

This is a big disapproval.

Therefore, the gods and Buddhas cut his flesh and blood again and again.

Where can people have so much blood, this is just the punishment of the gods and Buddhas in the world, and tens of thousands of people are talking to him.

Xie Yuwan quietly looked at the dim candle flame, ignoring everything in the pain on his body, and slowly closed his eyes in the blood in the sky.

*

Another place.

Xu Yanshi held a lamp in his hand: "The sky is suddenly dark, and I'm afraid it will rain again in Chang'an City these days." The goddess should be careful with her feet, there may be some stones, and it will hurt if you touch your feet. ”

He seems to have changed to the same way he used to be, calling the 'goddess' one by one.

Jiang Wu glanced at him, but didn't ask more, maybe the staring at each other that day was just her illusion, if he didn't want to say more, she didn't need to ask more.

She whispered, "Thank you for today." ”

Xu Yanshi suddenly became happy, and the fan in his hand accidentally fanned the candle flame, and with a snap, the candle flame was extinguished. He froze for a moment, blushing in the darkness.

Fortunately, we have already reached the place where we went out, and it doesn't matter if the candle is extinguished.

Xu Yanshi put the fan in his hand behind him along with the extinguished candle and looked at the girl beside him.

"In the past, the goddess saved me many times, and I thank the goddess for everything. The goddess can tell me anything in the future. ”

Jiang Wu did not refuse.

She thought about what Xie Yuwan told her, thinking about changing her dress first, and then hiring a carriage, and then going directly to Yuanshan Temple.

It wasn't until the moment the sun shone on her face that she realized.

How dim it was inside the prison.

She turned and looked at the prison behind her. For no reason, she remembered the cabin where Xie Yuwan was that day, and it was also in the deepest and deepest darkness.

*

Mo Huai sneaked into the prison from the dark.

He took the key out of his sleeve and opened the door to the prison.

When he saw the bloody son on the ground, there was no surprise in his eyes. Scenes like this have been seen many times these days.

So much that he wasn't even surprised.

Mo Huai had indeed seen it many times, so much so that he was already a little numb. Just as Childe couldn't find any symptoms when he searched for the doctor, he knew a long time ago that Childe must have suffered something.

Most of this encounter is related to Miss Jiang San.

It's just that he's just a guard, even if he knows that Childe is dying, all he can do is collect Childe's body.

He lifted his son up as before, and his palms soon became bloody.

Xie Yuwan raised his eyes and took the clean clothes from his hand.

Mo Huai tightened his clothes and said softly: "Childe, the people on the prince's side have been arranged, according to what Childe said, everything will start in two days." ”

For a moment, Mo Huai thought, if there are really gods and Buddhas in this world, let Gongzi stop. All the ailments of Childe's current body were caused after the plan to overthrow the crown prince.

Then, Mo Huai heard Xie Yuwan whisper: "Stop first." ”

Mo Huai was stunned for a long time.

CHAPTER XXXIV

After a long time, Mo Huai's voice came from the darkness.

"Yes."

The viscous touch of the palm of his hand was filled with an indescribable grief, Mo Huai looked at the son who closed his eyes, and the hand holding the clothes tightened for a moment.

He hung his head and bent his back straight as usual.

Perhaps, there are gods and Buddhas in this world.

*

Outside the prison was the carriage of Xu Yan, and before the bloodstains aroused the surprised eyes, the group got into the carriage.