The night was deep, but the bright moon was hidden behind a cloud, and the brilliance of the stars in the sky was extremely dim and looming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Luyun Villa is more quiet than ever, only the "rustling" sound of the breeze blowing the grass and trees and the chirping of many insects one after another. But everyone's heart in the village doesn't seem to be at peace, especially Bian Ziyi and her sister-in-law Wang Susu.

In the simple but elegant West Wing, Bian Ziyi's tears were just contained, and the young and beautiful Wang Susu knocked on her door.

Bian Ziyi gently wiped away the tears on his face, and didn't ask who it was, so he whispered, "Come in." "She knew that she was coming to her so late, and there would be no one else but her sister-in-law.

After Wang Susu came in, he gently closed the door before slowly walking to Bian Ziyi and sitting down. These extremely ordinary mannerisms, anyone makes them plain and trivial, but when she does, she looks generous and decent, revealing a kind of gentleness and virtuousness.

Since she married to Luyun Villa and married Bian Ziyun, no matter the manager, the little maid, the maid, or the guard, as long as she talks about her, who doesn't boast a few words like "generous", "gentle and virtuous", "gentle and beautiful".

Bian Ziyi now feels that the person who is most sorry for her is her. The eldest brother is like a father, and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, but Wang Susu is more like her own sister.

After Bian Ziyi saw her sit down, she showed a faint smile to hide her tears just now, and said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you sleep so late?"

Wang Susu said: "I was going to sleep, and I saw that the light in your room was not extinguished, and I knew that you were not asleep, so I came to talk to you." As she spoke, her warm and delicate hand had already grasped Bian Ziyi's cold jade hand.

Bian Ziyi said: "Sister-in-law, I can't stand you." ”

Wang Susu said: "Ziyi, I have thought about it for a long time, what Ye Shuying said is not unreasonable. If it is as he says, I see this hatred...... Don't report it. ”

As she spoke, a pair of eyes as bright as autumn water were filled with mist, which became thicker and thicker, almost dripping water.

Bian Ziyi said: "Sister-in-law, I know that you are for my good, but if I don't take revenge, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life, I feel sorry for my brother, sorry for you." ”

Wang Susu said softly: "Are you forcing yourself to refuse to let go of this grudge because you once threatened to the outside world that you would never marry if you don't take revenge?"

Bian Ziyi's tears slid down her cheeks again, and she said, "Sister-in-law, don't say it." I...... I will never marry for the rest of my life, stay in Luyun Villa for the rest of my life, accompany you, and be a good pair of sisters, what's wrong with that?"

Wang Susu said: "A woman, no matter how strong she is, she also hopes to have a good home in her heart, not to mention that Gongzi Wen has a marriage contract with you, and he has always been in love with you, and he has been waiting for you for seven years." I can also see that although you are cold to him on the surface, you still like him in your heart......"

Bian Ziyi's face flushed, broke free of Wang Susu's hand, and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm ...... I didn't have ......"

Wang Susu said: "The male should get married, the female should marry, Ziyi, don't wronged yourself because of your brother's affairs, don't let a person who loves you wait too long." ”

Bian Ziyi wanted to argue about something, but Wang Susu held her slender jade hand again and said: "Ziyi, no matter what happens in the future, I will always be your sister, and I will always hope that my good sister can live happily with the person she loves for a lifetime." ”

Bian Ziyi said: "Sister...... But if I marry, won't you be alone......"

Wang Susu said: "Silly girl, after you get married, you will never go back to your parents' house?"

Bian Ziyi smiled and said, "I...... If I get married, I will live here with my sister. ”

Wang Susu stroked her hair and said, "Okay, go to bed early." ”

Bian Ziyi nodded slightly and sent her out of the room.

Wang Susu let go of her hand at this time, and Lianbu moved lightly, walking in the direction of the east wing, turning back to Bian Ziyi from time to time and waving to her to go back to the house to rest.

Bian Ziyi lightly covered the door, her mood was still heavy and contradictory.

Thinking of her brother and sister-in-law's love for her, the hatred for Ye Shuying in her heart is difficult to erase, and when she thinks of Wenlong's affection for her, her heart is sweet and satisfied.

Hate only hate, why does my brother want to fight with Ye Shuying, why do you want to gamble with your life. She is also a high-minded and arrogant person, she can understand her brother's mood better than anyone else, since she is gambling with her life, she will either win or die.

But who should she hate? should she hate her brother or Ye Shuying?

Resentment only resentment, since it is death, why did my brother not die under the opponent's sword, but committed suicide with hatred? Why did she be so embarrassed, wanting to take revenge but not being able to, wanting to let go but unwilling.

How can we be worthy of the dead, worthy of the surviving, and how can we find peace of mind?

The night was deeper, the stars and moon were dimmer, and the wind was colder.

Bian Ziyi closed the window and blew out the oil lamp.

At dawn, the cool wind is accompanied by a gentle drizzle.

Wen Long rode a high-headed horse with a red color and rushed to Luyun Villa early. If it weren't for the suspicion, he really wanted to stay in Luyun Villa last night.

Bian Ziyi has been defeated by Ye Shuying's sword yesterday, and after listening to his words again, his expression has been bad, sad and trance. Wen Long didn't have any good way to comfort her, because he was not Ye Shuying's opponent.

But he was by no means a proud man, and he never allowed himself to think of pride, so he never rejoiced in victory, nor was he discouraged in defeat. He only asks for a clear conscience.

If he can kill Ye Shuying, it will certainly make the people of the Bian family happy, but it will make him feel uneasy, but if he can't kill Ye Shuying, will he really be able to face Bian Ziyi calmly? Will the people of Luyun Villa think he is useless? Will he care about the cynicism of others?

Now no one thinks that Ye Shuying is just a nameless boy with mediocre martial arts. Although he lost in the second round of the competition, even Lin Zhiyuan, who entered the fourth round of the competition, was defeated after only fighting more than 230 moves in the duel with Li Sanlang, while Ye Shuying did not avoid the last sword after fighting more than 300 moves with Li Sanlang. Ye Shuying's kung fu is by no means far away from the forest.

What's more, among the more than 200 people who participated in the competition, Li Sanlang was the only one who has been invincible. So there's no shame in failing.

When he was about to reach the gate of Luyun Villa, he hesitated a little, and involuntarily slowed down the pace of his horse. How is he going to face Bian Ziyi, who is proud and cold on the surface?

However, he didn't have time to think about this anymore, because Bian Ziyi's figure had already appeared in his eyes.

She was dressed in a snow-white dress and rode a snow-white horse, and had just left the gate of the villa and galloped towards another avenue.

Wen Long pondered: "Where is she going so early?" Riding a horse chased after him, shouting, "Ziyi, Ziyi, where are you going?"

Bian Ziyi heard Wen Long's voice and stopped the white horse, and when she looked back, Wen Long had already arrived beside her.

Wen Long looked at her, his eyes were full of care, and asked gently, "Are you okay?"

Bian Ziyi smiled faintly and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." "The voice is much softer than ever.

Wen Long looked at her faint smile, listened to her soft voice, and was already a little stupid, and said, "Ziyi, where are you going so early?" ”

Bian Ziyi said: "I'm going to find Ye Shuying." She said firmly, but the hatred in her tone was very faint, as if she was just going to settle accounts with a friend who had missed an appointment.

Wen Long said: "Do you still want to kill him, or do you want to take revenge?"

Bian Ziyi's face suddenly sank, and he said with a frosty face: "Is there anything wrong with me looking for him to take revenge?"

Wen Long said: "I didn't mean that. ”

Bian Ziyi said: "Wenlong, I want you to tell the truth, should I seek revenge on him?"

Wenlong said: "The grievances and grievances on the rivers and lakes are difficult to explain clearly, life and death, love and hatred, right and wrong, are only in one thought. ”

Bian Ziyi said: "...... in a thought" She read these four words, and a faint smile appeared on her face, looking into Wen Long's eyes, and then said: "Wen Long, please wait for me for another month, a month later, no matter whether I avenge my brother or not, whether Ye Shuying is dead or alive, I will come back to marry you." ”

Wen Long felt a burst of joy in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "One month, where are you going this month?"

Bian Ziyi said: "I have already said that I am going to find Ye Shuying. But don't worry, I just want to see him, I want to know if I still hate him when I see him again, if I still want revenge. That's all. ”

Wenlong said: "Okay, I'll accompany you." ”

Bian Ziyi said: "No, I'll go alone." She spoke resolutely, and suddenly smiled at Wen Long again, and said, "Wait for me to come back." With that, she kicked the horse's belly, and the white horse galloped away.

Wen Long only stared blankly at her distant figure.

One month, as long as he waits another month, they can be together forever, and he can fulfill his wish for many years. It's just that this month is going to last longer than the past seven years.

He would never have imagined that Bian Ziyi at this time was more lonely, sad, and fragile than before.

Nor would he have known that she was about to dismount, throw herself into his arms, and cry bitterly.

But she held back, just smiled, and hid her thoughts. This may be the last time she is proud, the last time she is strong. She knows that as long as she lets go of this pride and strength in front of a person, she will never be proud or strong in front of this person in the future.

Although Bian Ziyi left, Wenlong still entered Luyun Villa, so he quickly learned a news, and deeply regretted that he did not chase Bian Ziyi and did not accompany Bian Ziyi when she was the loneliest and most helpless.

Manager Li told him that last night, Yuan Zhongqing, who was deeply trusted by Bian Ziyun's brothers and sisters and commanded the three hundred guards of Luyun Villa, carried Bian Ziyun's widow Wang Susu and flew away.

Wang Susu only left a letter for Bian Ziyi on the table in the east wing. This morning, after reading the letter, Bian Ziyi hurried out.

Wenlong asked, "The letter is ...... What did you say?"

He knew that it didn't seem to be a gentleman's work to inquire about the content of other people's letters, but he couldn't help but ask.

Mr. Li: "The letter was left for the eldest lady, so Lao Li didn't know what was written on the letter." "He obviously didn't treat Wenlong as an outsider for a long time, but he really couldn't do anything about it.

Wen Long didn't say anything more, and said, "Farewell." He hurried away.