The memories are eternal and long, and they reverberate in people's chests. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In those long years, in those times when everyone had to fight bloodily, only those lingering memories and imprints that flowed in the blood and could not be changed forever could be retained in the rivers and lakes of happiness and revenge.

When you have no one to care about in this life, and no more unforgettable memories, then you can only be alone, walking in this stormy rivers and lakes, enjoying the sorrow and the vicissitudes of the world alone.

After all, Ye Jinyi fell into those long-lasting memories and couldn't get out, perhaps, he couldn't get out in this life.

"The law starts from the technique, and the machine is born from the heart. ”

Wei Qingxiao stood at the door and glanced at Ye Jinyi who was sleeping on the couch, and all he heard was these eight words, the eight words that Ye Jinyi kept repeating in his sleep.

"The law starts from the technique, and the machine is born from the heart. He looked sideways at the expressionless Yuelu on the side and asked, "Boss Yuelu, what does this mean?"

Yuelu didn't answer, but just called the maid next to her: "It's getting late, take Wei Gongzi to rest." ”

"It doesn't have to be. Wei Qingxiao hurriedly hurried towards Yuelu, and as he spoke, he planned to walk towards the room, "I'll live in one room with Ye Jinyi・・・・・・"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Qingxiao was blocked by Yuelu's suddenly outstretched arm, Yuelu turned around and directly closed the door of Ye Jinyi's room, and then said: "Please sleep in one room for two guests, if others listen to it, wouldn't it be a joke that my other side pavilion is not considerate." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, and there's no outsider. Wei Qingxiao didn't plan to give up, but reached out to push open the door of Ye Jinyi.

Yuelu's face darkened, and he was about to stop Wei Qing from laughing, but a figure came out of nowhere, his arm locked Wei Qingxiao's neck, and he also restrained Wei Qingxiao's movements by the way.

Wei Qing smiled as if he was defensive, and planned to avoid it sideways, but he didn't want to just be hooked by the other party's neck, and when he looked back, it was Qingma again, but for some reason he was looking at himself with a sad face.

"Palace Master, why don't you live with me today. Qingma hugged Wei Qingxiao's neck more affectionately, with pleading in his tone, "I sleep alone every day, and I'm scared." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Wei Qingxiao's mouth twitched unconsciously as well as Qingma next to him.

"I was joking, I'm used to living alone. Wei Qingxiao hurriedly turned to look at the maid and smiled, "Girl, please lead the way." ”

After that, he hurriedly followed the maid to find his room, and there was a very regretful sigh from Qingma behind him: "Alas, my bed is very big, Wei Gongzi really doesn't go?"

When Wei Qingxiao walked to the backyard with the maid, and the back disappeared around the corner, Qingma hugged his arms and chuckled proudly: "It's done." ”

Yuelu glanced at him with disdain, and walked briskly downstairs with his hands in his hands expressionless.

At the same time, a pair of eyes in the corner were silently peeking at the movement, hidden and dangerous.

In the corner of Chang'an City, there is Qingyue Villa, which is almost as famous as the Imperial Sword Villa in the martial arts. At this time, the huge Qingyue Villa, due to the impact of the cliff villa incident, from time to time there were guards guarding the village to take turns patrolling.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man turned his back to Chu Xiuping, who had just rushed back to Chang'an, and the atmosphere in the hall was heavy.

After a long time, the middle-aged man turned around, he was wearing a dark brocade robe, his face was a little wrinkled, and his beard was a little gray, but his fierce momentum did not make people feel his aging at all, but marveled at his majesty.

He stood there calmly and steadily, staring at Chu Xiuyi, not angry and arrogant.

"What do you think?" asked after a long time, when he stepped back and sat back in his chair, picked up a cup of tea, and asked as if he didn't care.

"It's just the death of some unrelated people. The lines on Chu Xiu's face were tense, but he didn't care when he spoke.

"More than 100 people are irrelevant in your eyes?" Chu Zhongyue asked in a deep voice, but there was not a trace of anger on his face.

"Your most precious daughter Yuntang is fine, even your uncompetitive son is not dead, does the rest of the people matter?" Chu Xiu turned sideways, not caring about Chu Zhongyue's face at all, just found a seat, sat down comfortably, and looked like a gentleman.

"Is the crux of this matter the dead people?" Chu Zhongyue put the cup on the table heavily, his face was a little bad, he stood up and paced heavily in the hall.

"The murderer's attack on Cliff Villa instead of Qingyue Villa is clearly to give us a wake-up call. If you can't find out who the murderer is and what their purpose is, the next person to die tragically in Quanzhuang will be my Qingyue Villa. ”

Chu Xiu's thin lips pursed lightly: "I have already sent someone to investigate." ”

"No need, I've already sent Bai Hua to investigate. Chu Zhongyue waved his hand, twisted his eyebrows and looked at Chu Xiu and said, "Yuntang's marriage will be postponed for a few days. ”

"Yes. Chu Xiu sat in place and nodded without a trace.

Seeing that Chu Xiu was surprisingly not arguing with him, Chu Zhongyue's face softened a little, he sat back on his seat, picked up the cup and blew the floating tea leaves: "You stay in the village, the cliff villa is worthless, you don't have to go anymore." ”

Hearing this, Chu Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his dark and deep eyes were blocked, making it impossible to see his emotions. Half of his face was drowned in darkness by the light, and his body was covered with a cold aura.

Chu Zhongyue didn't hear Chu Xiuyue's movement for a long time, glanced up, and saw him sitting silently, so he thought about the reason.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he has raised Chu Xiu for twenty-six years, and he clearly knows that Chu Xiu has been guarding the cliff villa for the past ten years, and vowed not to marry in this life, just for a jade show.

If it weren't for Chu Xiu's vow not to marry, everyone would have nothing to do, how could he recruit relatives for Chu Yuntang, and he must let the child Yuntang give birth to in the future be surnamed Chu.

He slowly put down the cup in his hand, looked at the silent Chu Xiu and sighed, "You know that it is just an empty tomb. ”

Chu Xiu raised his head stubbornly, his face softened, and he tried his best to smile at Chu Zhongyue: "Thank you for your teachings." ”

"Go see your mother. ”

"Yes. Chu Xiu replied with narrow eyes, then quickly stood up and walked directly outside.

In the main hall, Chu Zhongyue sat alone in the same place, holding the cup tightly, his face was dark and uncertain, he suddenly looked up at the back of Chu Xiuyue leaving, and a certain hidden treacherous and cruel aura gradually spread.

The quiet and elegant room, wafting the aftertaste of burning incense, is the smell of incense sticks in the temple, simple and calming. There are white gauze tents everywhere in the room, through the layers of gauze tents, and there is a spiritual statue on the incense table in the innermost room.

Chu Xiu stood quietly in front of the spiritual position, his eyes were slightly narrowed, the lines on his face were obviously softened, he looked at the spiritual position for a long time, and then took the incense next to him, lit it, and replaced the incense that was about to burn out.

"Mother, I'm back. His hand caressed the spiritual seat, with a rare gentle smile on his face, and even the warmth of faint sadness was buried in his eyes.

Chu Xiu sat slowly on the ground leaning on the incense case, one leg slightly bent, and his arm just resting on his knee. His head leaned on the table leg of the incense case, and his tone was light and relaxed, as if he was chatting with his mother affectionately: "Mother, do you know? Yuntang is about to get married, and he is the Leng Xun he likes." Maybe in two years, you will be able to be a grandmother. ”

He paused slightly, thought of something, and had a sad smile on the corner of his mouth: "If Zhan Yan was still there, you should have been a grandmother a long time ago, and your grandchildren are probably so tall." ”

His hand was raised to a height, as if he was imagining how tall his child would be, as if at this time he also had a picture of what that child should look like, he imagined it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were red.

Suddenly, his arm fell from mid-air, and he lowered his head with a self-deprecating smile: "But Zhanyan, she's dead." ”

He shook his head as if to shake off the lingering horrible memories, and he jerked his head to the side, looking somewhere, trying to hide his uncontrollable emotions and unstoppable tears.

He stood up and grabbed the statue with all his might. His eyes were scarlet, full of suppressed sadness and resentment, and he said slowly and sadly with self-blame: "Mother, you forgive me." ”

But he never said what he wanted his mother to forgive.

Is it the loss of love, or is it because of the unfilial piety of sticking to the beloved. No one knew, and perhaps, he didn't want anyone to know.

Gentle footsteps came from behind him, but Chu Xiu did not look back, he still lowered his head and looked at the words on the spiritual position, his face was sad and sad.

"Brother. Chu Yuntang walked behind Chu Xiufei, stretched out her hand and patted his back gently, she frowned and looked at Chu Xiuping, wanting to do her best to calm Chu Xiuping's mood.

He is her elder brother, the person who has always protected her since she was a child, even if she has no mother since she was a child, but with Chu Xiuping's company, she has never felt pitiful and will be bullied.

However, she never thought that her brother, who had always stood in front of her, would one day collapse because of a person's death, and since then she has no warm smile on her face, and she has lost her faith in life, and would rather drink and talk to a lonely grave every day than appear in front of people.

The pain suffered by Chu Xiu during this time, her younger sister can see it most clearly, so she will feel even more sorry for her brother, who is cold and tough on the outside but has already been scarred on the inside, but it is also easier than ordinary people to complain about her brother who is stubborn because of love.

"Thank you, brother. Chu Yuntang took a step closer towards Chu Xiuping, his head lightly resting on Chu Xiuping's back, holding Chu Xiuping's cold hand, trying to warm him.

She all knew that if it weren't for Chu Xiu to let Leng Xun rush to the Cliff Villa, at this time, she was afraid that she had already been engaged to someone else, and she would be separated from her beloved for the rest of her life, and she would die with regrets.

Chu Xiu stretched out his other hand and patted Chu Yuntang's little hand gently, as if he was comforting Chu Yuntang, but he was still silent. He was still looking at his mother's spiritual position, and a flame called obsession was growing in his eyes, and finally burned into an unstoppable flame of yin owl.

A room with a faint scent of sandalwood.

A door, gently opening and closing.

Alone, slowly exploring in the dark.

A pair of hands, slowly approaching a silver mask.

"Wine girl, is there something wrong?"

The owner of the mask spoke suddenly, and in the silence of the night, the man who was trying to get close to him with his breath was frightened into taking a few steps back, his back against the edge of the table not far from the bed, and he shivered a little.

There was a man with a mask on the left side of his face lying on the bed, and after he finished speaking, he slowly opened his eyes and sat up, walked up to the woman in a hurry, supported the edge of the table on both sides of her body with both hands, and chuckled slightly hoarsely: "Girl, coming to my room in the middle of the night is inevitably unthinkable." ”

As he spoke, he leaned forward until he had forced the woman to lean against the table, and the warm breath between his mouth and nose sprinkled on the woman's soft veil.

"Childe misunderstood. The woman spoke coldly.

This is the first time that Ye Jinyi has heard Su Jiu'er speak, but he never thought that the mere dancing girl who was weak on the surface had such a clear voice, and he didn't show any weakness in the slightest, which made him like it very much.

He leaned forward a little more, almost half of his body was almost attached to Su Jiu'er's body, the tip of his nose was almost touching Su Jiu'er's, and he looked at Su Jiu'er in the dark night, with a provocative smile on the corner of his mouth: "Oh?"

"Whew. ”

The lamp on the table suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire room and allowing the two people facing each other in an ambiguous posture to see each other clearly. Su Jiu'er was a little stunned when she saw the eyes of the night brocade, her eyes widened as if she had seen something terrible, and her hands seemed to be trembling a little.

But at the moment when the lamp was lit, Ye Jinyi, who was only wearing a middle coat, quickly took a few steps back, threw the fire fold in his hand aside, picked up his outer robe and put it on carefully, and then turned to look at Su Jiu'er unhurriedly, but Su Jiu'er's eyes were slightly red and his eyes were moist.

Ye Jinyi looked at Su Jiu'er on the opposite side strangely, handed over a handkerchief with his uninjured hand, and smiled warmly: "I offended just now, I'm sorry, girl." ”

But Su Jiu'er's eyes when she looked at Ye Jinyi became more and more incomprehensible, as if she saw a friend she hadn't seen for a long time, and she was a little surprised, a little at a loss, and a little ・・・・・・ excited.

After a long time, she slowly took the handkerchief from Ye Jinyi's hand, and did not use it to wipe her tears, but just lowered her head and clenched it tightly in her hand, as if she was struggling and hesitating.

Ye Jinyi kept watching her movements, and chuckled helplessly: "Do I look like the girl's sweetheart?"

Hearing this, Su Jiu'er looked up at Ye Jinyi again, still with that strange look, which made Ye Jinyi feel heavy.

Because this kind of look contains too many emotions, too many emotions that Ye Jinyi can understand and can't understand, but what Ye Jinyi can be sure of is that there is a strong love in this emotion, a kind of love that is unbearable.

Ye Jinyi frowned unconsciously, took a few steps forward, and avoided Su Jiu'er's fiery gaze by the way. He deliberately staggered Su Jiu'er, stood on the other side of the table and poured a glass of water, and handed it to Su Jiu'er: "Girl?"

Su Jiu'er looked at Ye Jinyi with her eyebrows, glanced at the glass of water again, did not answer, and did not speak, but turned her head suddenly, hurriedly opened the door and ran out of the room, without turning her head back.

Ye Jinyi's hand was stunned in the distance, he looked at the wide open door, and after a long time, he handed the glass of water in his hand to his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "It seems that I do look like her sweetheart, interesting." ”

With that, he drank the glass of water in one gulp, then walked over and gently closed the door, blew out the light, and lay back on the bed.