The old imperial city, the mansion of words.

Gongsun Shitong sat on the wooden chair in the guest room, watching the sword with candles.

After a long time, Gongsun Shiyun sighed.

It's too boring here, the servants in the house are busy with their own affairs, and there is no one around me to talk to. Knowing this, it was better to go to Xueyue Tower to listen to a song with the two of them.

Gongsun Shitong didn't understand either. Growing up, she obviously didn't like lively places, but at this moment she felt a little regretful.

In the midst of the confusion of thoughts, a gust of wind gently blew by, slanting the candle flame, and the candlelight shook very strongly, reflecting a swaying reflection in the incomparably snow-white blade. Gongsun Shiyun raised his eyes and hurriedly caught a glimpse of a figure reflected on the door from the porch.

The figure folded its arms around its side, hooking a basket full of things. The wind picked up outside, blowing up a few pieces of paper in the basket, one of which landed tightly against the guest room door.

The figure didn't seem to notice it, and walked away.

"Is it paper money?" said Gongsun Shitong in surprise, got up and opened the door, and took off the paper that was clinging to the door.

When he saw what it was, Gongsun Shitong's heart sank.

The fingertips were stained red......

......

"Qin Huai has not died, and the incense of the Six Dynasties is still ......"

Listening to the slightly sad and complaining Huaiqu, Luo Feiyu couldn't help but raise his head, the blood in his eyes flowed slightly, and looked at Yan Jingchen, who was sitting diagonally opposite.

But he didn't see any appreciation or intoxication on Yan Jingchen's face, but instead saw a little sadness and coldness. After only a moment, an invisible sense of strong oppression came to his face, and Luo Feiyu hurriedly closed his eyes and looked at the figure behind the screen.

The man was still sketching the strings. The song and song sounded, like a bird, swept out of the window and flew into the night sky of the Qinhuai River. The entire Xueyue Building seems to be stuck in time at this moment, and all the tourists who are intoxicated with singing and dancing have a faint sadness in their hearts inexplicably, and they have not dispersed for a long time.

"Back then, I watched the flowers and the moon with Qing Chao...... The sword on the strings of the pipa sounded harmoniously, and the magazine was built with whom, but the people were gone, and the smoke was dim. ”

"The red dust is hustle and bustling for thousands of miles, and the sound of poetry is sinking for a hundred days...... I never thought that at the end of the song, the people scattered their swords and went away. ”

The song is over, the lanterns in the wing room are lit, the screen is slowly removed, and a woman appears behind the screen.

"I've seen two sons. ”

Yan Jingchen shook his head: "Miss Su, your voice is still as good as before." When I heard the girl's song again today, I felt that the scenery of Qinhuai in the history appeared in front of my eyes, and Yan benefited a lot. ”

Su Nansheng smiled: "Yan Gongzi is serious, Yun Xin is just a Qinglou woman, Yan Gongzi treats Yun Xin as before, it really hurts Yun Xin." ”

Yan Jingchen immediately sighed: "So I know that the old man is here to ......."

"Old man?" Su Nansheng asked with concern: "I don't know which old man is missing in the heart of the little boy?"

Yan Jingchen took a sip of tea, and did not answer Su Nansheng's words, but patted the cushion beside him, "Miss Su, please sit down." ”

Su Nansheng hesitated for a moment, then sat beside Yan Jingchen with the pipa in his arms.

After seeing Su Nansheng take a seat, Yan Jingchen smiled bitterly: "This old man of mine is naturally the old friend of Miss Su." If she saw that a little singer in the past had become the peerless first in Xueyue Tower, she would definitely be gratified. ”

Su Nansheng's hand pouring tea from the pot suddenly stiffened. After hesitating for a moment, he muttered, "Childe praised it." ”

Luo Feiyu, who was about to drink the plum blossoms, suddenly stopped his cup and stared at Yan Jingchen.

Yan Jingchen suddenly smiled with relief and said, "It's Yan who is abrupt." Yan came to the building today, just to catch up with Miss Su on behalf of her sister, and talk about the old people by the way, Miss Su doesn't have to be so nervous. ”

“...... Yun Xin understands. Yan Gongzi doesn't have to mind. Su Nansheng said apologetically: "Yun Xin is rude." ”

Yan Jingchen took a sip of tea, and the words changed: "It is said that you are still waiting for a Wudang Taoist priest for five years?"

Su Nansheng nodded slowly: "I'm following an agreement." ”

"That's really an enviable story," Yan Jingchen exclaimed: "A Taoist priest who is not in the red dust and a beautiful singer can become such a good match." ”

Su Nansheng smiled faintly and said: "The sword and the avenue have entered the red dust, and the rhyme and romance have also returned to loneliness." As long as the two are happy, there is nothing surprising. The world's eyes will go with the wind. ”

Yan Jingchen held back a sneer: "Miss Su, do you know that 'goodness is like water, and water is good for all things without fighting'? And the girl is coveted by most men in Jinling City, and that person is from Wudang, who captured the girl's heart and made a promise to lock the girl, which has violated Wudang Avenue. ”

Su Nansheng said solemnly: "Although some places prohibit seven emotions and six desires, everyone has the right to love and be loved. Even if you are trapped in the shackles of the Buddha and cut off your love in the deep valley, as long as you have a heart, there will always be someone who falls into your heart, or you are rooted in the hearts of others. Presumably, Childe is also a caring person. ”

Looking at Su Nansheng's beautiful eyes, Yan Jingchen suddenly laughed, his smile was extremely cold, and the atmosphere was suddenly like ice.

Su Nansheng's face did not change color.

After a while, Yan Jingchen was like a spring breeze again, and his face returned to normal: "People also have hearts." The girl's words are true. However, in the face of the deceased and the sincerity, I wonder how the girl will choose?"

Su Nansheng said: "Yun Xinyi hears the details. ”

Yan Jingchen asked: "You have your Dao Master, but have you ever thought about what will happen to your sister if she is in the world?

"......" Su Nansheng's eyes darkened, and he stopped talking, and the pipa strings were tightly squeezed on Qianqian's fingers.

"Alas. Yan Jingchen raised his head and said gloomily: "It's a pity, I still remember that my sister was still chanting your name before she died." Her body was full of sword marks left by the group of dog Taoists in Wudang...... She's dead because of you. ”

Su Nansheng lost his voice and said: "The Si people are gone...... What are you doing with Xiaowei!?"

"I'm just reminding the girl not to forget. Yan Jingchen's eyes froze, and he said viciously.

Su Nansheng hurriedly said: "Xiaowei's grace, how dare Yunxin forget?"

"In order to repay my sister's kindness and comfort my sister's spirit in heaven, I ask Miss Su to look at this letter. Yan Jingchen took out a letter from his arms and put it on the table: "I hope that the girl can know her sister's mind." ”

Su Nansheng unfolded the letter, and the familiar delicate handwriting came into view.

After a while, Su Nansheng whimpered, and Yin Yin's blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Jingchen laughed, like a soft breeze. is different from the hideous face that is pressing step by step, and now he looks like a handsome son.

"Come on, help Miss Yunxin down to rest. ”

The two maids standing outside the door walked in and helped Su Nansheng down.

Yan Jingchen looked at Su Nansheng's embarrassed back, who was still elegant and noble at the last moment, and was helped away at this moment, his eyes were slightly slight, and he said extremely rampantly: "From today on, Miss Su, you are Yan's wife who has not passed the door." At that time, the world will rejoice, and the people of the rivers and lakes will be invited to the banquet!"

"Why is Yan Gongzi so sure that she is willing to marry you?" a voice that had not been heard for a long time sounded.

Yan Jingchen said with a pleasant face: "Young Master Luo, it's not that I don't understand your chivalrous heart, but you also have to understand the truth of 'no comment if you don't know the whole picture'." Come on, drink!"

With that, Yan Jingchen raised his glass towards Luo Feiyu.

Luo Feiyu was silent, and also raised his wine glass towards Yan Jingchen and drank it all.

Strange to say, the famous wine of Xueyue that he had been thinking about for a long time was like water at this moment, pouring into his throat and tasteless.

After a cup of belly, Yan Jingchen asked Luo Feiyu: "Yan Mou saw that Luo Gongzi was also a person who practiced swords, I don't know how to divide Luo Gongzi's opinion, such as today's sword qi?"

Luo Feiyu took another sip of wine and said in a deep voice: "In the past, there was a swordsman Mo Jinshu, who didn't drink alcohol, didn't have much affection, and sealed the fairy road with a sword. created a tide of sword use in the rivers and lakes, and on the rivers and lakes here, swordsmen have offered him as the ancestor of the sword. This person, monopolized five points. ”

Yan Jingchen blurted out in surprise: "He's still alive?"

Luo Feiyu did not answer, but drank by himself.

Seeing that Luo Feiyu didn't answer for a long time, Yan Jingchen had to ask again: What about the remaining five points?"

"There are six great sword immortals in the world, and four of them are divided. And the rest of the swordsmen except me have one more point. Luo Feiyu took another sip of wine.

Yan Jingchen heard the clue and asked: "Young Master Luo, you just said 'except for you'? Your sword move was fortunate to be seen this morning, and it is not an ordinary person, so why should Gongzi be arrogant......

"Yan Jingchen, you misunderstood. Luo Feiyu put down the wine glass and coldly interrupted Yan Jingchen's words: "I don't seem to have the fate of the sword qi in this world, but as long as I want to, the sword qi in the world, I alone can monopolize ten points." ”

In the tone, it is full of domineering and threatening.

Yan Jingchen was stunned, and then said with a smile: "Young Master Luo is really young and frivolous. It's so arrogant at a young age, but you have to be careful of messing with someone you shouldn't mess with......"

"What about you, Young Master Yan?" Luo Feiyu said senran: "You invited me to drink in this Xueyue Building, just so that I could see this scene of forced marriage?

Yan Jingchen paused for a moment and said, "She...... What's wrong?"

Luo Feiyu's face changed suddenly, and he said with a smile: "Senior brother, do you remember Luoyang Jixia five years ago? At that time, the grass grew and the warbler flew, the flowers bloomed in February, and Sister Afang, who had loved you for eleven years, personally saw you off, and you said at the time: 'When you finish your studies, I will come to marry you, wait for me.' Do you remember? She was so moved by you that she cried. ”

After a while, Yan Jingchen choked up and said, "I, I...... I'm sorry, I failed her. ”

Luo Feiyu shook his head and said with a smile: "You don't need to say sorry, because ...... I've made them up. ”

Yan Jingchen was stunned, as if his heart had been exposed, and his face changed greatly.

"Even the fact that I told you before that I am a junior disciple in your school palace was also made up by me. Luo Feiyu raised his head and drank a bowl of wine, and said lightly: "No matter how perfect a lie in the world is, it can't withstand temptation. You didn't go to the Jixia School Palace at all. Are you pretending to be Yan Jingchen, or do you mean that Yan Jingchen doesn't exist in the world at all?"

Yan Jingchen said: "You really came prepared. Actually, I'm listening to Yu Xiaozhu's sword, you broke it, right?"

Luo Feiyu nodded and said, "As long as you obediently hand over the Dusk Huai Sword, I can ignore it, and I will help you complete this plan......"

"How are you going to help me?" said Yan Jingchen through gritted teeth.

"Folding the sword. Luo Feiyu took a leisurely sip of tea.