Chapter 6 The word love is too beautiful and too sad
As time passed, the number of times I left home unconsciously became more and more, and the time to return home became later and later.
Leng Ruoyan is always virtuous and refuses to ask more.
Until one time, Tanxiao came back very late, Leng Ruoyan waited at home early, and when he saw that he was drunk, he stepped forward to take off his robe for him, and suddenly said for no reason: "Tanlang, don't be sorry for me." β
Her person sighed faintly in the gloomy corner, and said: "I broke the back road for you, betrayed 'Liangcheng', and killed Cai Xiang's people." You see, I've gambled everything I have for you, and there's no way back......"
When I heard the conversation and laughter, I was taken aback, and my hands were so shocked that I was icy.
He hurriedly coaxed: "Silly Ruoyan, don't think nonsense, you have paid so much for me, how can I be sorry for you?"
Leng Ruoyan lit the lamp and said with a smile: "It's me who is too careful, it's best if you don't have that." β
Talking and laughing, I can't help but feel uneasy.
On the second night, Tan Xiao arrived in Su's small room early, and Ruan Yulang was also there, but Su and Ruan were not happy, but their faces were full of fear.
Talking and laughing.
Ruan Yulang said with a bitter face: "Boss, we are sorry for you, we can't help but confess you." Then he turned his gaze to the strange guest in the room.
It was a middle-aged Confucian man, dressed in a snow-white cloth shirt to welcome the evening breeze. On the top of the hair, the goose yellow scarf flutters, which has the meaning of getting rid of dust. He stood by the window, looking forward to Gu Xian's alien cold in the sky.
Beside him stood a one-armed handsome young man with scars on his cheeks and the back of his hands, standing as tall as a javelin.
- "One-armed Sword King" Luo Zhengxi?!
He really fell off a cliff and didn't die!?
Then, when I talked and laughed, I saw the old master.
The middle-aged Confucian turned around and said lightly: "The old man Cai Yuanchang has been waiting for you for a long time, talking about the Sword King." β
With this sentence alone, Cai Jing had shattered his fighting spirit to talk and laugh, and hung his head deeply. What's more, these days' warm fragrant nephrite and leaning on red and green, talking and laughing have long lost their old fighting spirit.
"You and I are masters and servants, the old man doesn't have to kill you, your life is nothing to me Cai Jing, but the old man can't tolerate the woman I love to turn his back on me and marry someone else. Listen, if I do one thing, I can even stop killing you and let you go back to the 'Power Gang'. Cai Jing said: "You take this package of medicinal powder and poison your wife." Of course, the old man can kill her casually, but the old man wants you to kill her, so that she will die with hatred and unwillingness. β
Cai Jing didn't let Tan Xiao have a chance to think and consider, he said step by step: "As long as you kill her, I can let you go, and you can also marry Su Xiaoxiao and return to the throne of the 'Sword King', and continue to enjoy the glory and wealth of this world. β
Tan Xiao opened his mouth, Cai Jing didn't allow him to refuse, and said strongly: "If you don't kill her, she will still die, and you will have to take your life, you don't need to think about it at all." β
Then, Cai Jing handed Tan Xiao a pack of medicine.
A pack of poison.
The poison that poisoned his wife.
Tan Xiao looked at the sorrowful woman named Su Xiaoxiao, bowed her head and was speechless for a long time.......
- I forgot how long it had been since we had spoken, and I had almost forgotten why we had so much to say to you in the first place. Tan Lang, can you give me a little care, I'm not made of iron, I will hurt too.
Two glasses of wine, two people.
A light is like a bean, dΓ©jΓ vu.
Leng Ruoyan has a light makeup on her face, although she smiles from time to time, but it makes people feel that her lonely appearance is red.
"You haven't had dinner with me for a long, long time, have you?" Leng Ruoyan glanced at her with a hint of love, and said faintly: "On the contrary, when we are on the run, we spend more time together." β
"Comfort makes people degenerate, doesn't it?" she pulled the peony flower on her sideburns, and glanced at Tan Xiao: "Indifference is to hide pain, and coldness is also to repel loneliness." β
Listening to these seemingly casual words, Tan Xiao only felt flustered, and he raised his glass to Yiren: "Ruoyan, let's talk about this cup!"
"Oh?" Leng Ruoyan leaned on the table, her hibiscus-like face was drunk, and she had a drunken style: "Her name is Su Xiaoxiao, right?"
The heart of the conversation and the wine glass in his hand both fell to the ground almost at the same time.
"Do you think I can't see it? I sniff it. Leng Ruoyan said with a sad expression: "Your dirty clothes are not only my fragrance, but also the flowers I ordered when I went to the 'Yihong Mansion' to deliver the flowers ordered by the guests, and I met a woman and felt that she also had my fragrance on her, so it must have been left to her by you, right? β
"Do you think I don't know?" she touched the glass to Mu Ran, and smiled to drink the wine in the cup, at this moment, Tan Xiao wanted to stop her, wanted to stop her from drinking, but when the voice reached her throat, it turned into a thousand calls of silence.
-- Time is an artifact, after all, it illuminates your duplicity. I stumbled along the way, and this injury was taken as the last remnant of makeup for the ridiculous past.
"What?" Leng Ruoyan tilted her head, and the light shone on her complexion, surprisingly soft: "Why don't you drink it?"
Talking and laughing, she was afraid that she would be suspicious, and she was so confused that she had no idea, so she hurriedly drained the wine in the cup.
"It's nothing for a man to have fun looking for Sister Yao outside, I used to be in the 'Beauty Restaurant' I didn't willingly push my two maids Tang Shi and Song Ci to you to stay with you......" Leng Ruoyan's casual tone made the heart of talking and laughing a little wider.
"I don't just know about this!" Leng Ruoyan said to him solemnly, "You and your 'good brother' Ruan Yulang are together again, aren't they?"
"That's just...... Chance bumped in," Tan Xiao humbly urged: "You...... Let's drink the wine first, and then we will eat. β
"Since you want me to drink it, I'll drink it. Leng Ruoyan cupped to her lips, suddenly paused and asked, "Why do you want me to drink this glass of wine?"
Talking and laughing, my heart suddenly cooled.
"If you don't diligently persuade me to drink this cup of poisonous wine, perhaps, I can still let you go," Leng Ruoyan slowly stood up and said sadly: "Do you remember the dangers and calamities we have experienced together along the way? In those days when we were so desperate that even disappointment was regarded as a kind of hope, we had no regrets! Do you still remember that I used my body to block the knife of the 'One-armed Knife King' for you, and the scar is still on my chest......"
- I planted myself in a pot and pretended to be a flower. The alleys of the city are dark, the sun is scarce all day long, the rain is insufficient, and the air is muddy. Only at three o'clock in the middle of the night can you catch a glimpse of the moon silently gliding across the sky. I am a flower that does not bloom, and before I have learned to bloom, I have become accustomed to withering.
Ruoyan was sad and sad and complaining......
Talking and laughing tried to stand up.
However, he could not stand up.
He wanted to draw his knife.
However, even the strength to draw his sword was gone.
- The glass of wine!
The attention of the conversation and laughter was only on the cup of poisonous wine he gave Leng Ruoyan, not to prevent himself from drinking poisonous wine!
ββIn the present time, I try to cut through the fog and see the direction of the future. There is no end to the hope, which is already destined to be reincarnated for the future, and is destined to travel thousands of rivers and mountains for happiness. I'm here, where are you?
"But in a blink of an eye, you forgot about it, and only cared about the lingering fragrance of other women...... "Leng Ruoyan's chest was lowered, revealing the delicate red peony tattooed on his chest. She abruptly pulled out the pair of "amorous rings" in her arms, and the silver rings flashed in the candle flames, and the residual warmth of her body was hidden on the ring.
- I suddenly remembered the dream, a dream I hadn't had for a long time. I could even feel the sharp pain of the ring cutting into the muscles......
Talking and laughing in a hurry, a big panic.
"You're so stupid, just think about it, even if you kill me, how can Cai Jing let a subordinate who broke his ** and knew about his scandal live in the world?" Leng Ruoyan slowly approached him, with a look on his face that was both reluctant and painful: "Talking and laughing, I always thought that you were a person who could be entrusted for life, but you still failed me!"
Talking and laughing, I feel that I am finished.
He didn't care about talking and laughing, he didn't care, his whole body was weak, he couldn't move for half a minute, he was out of the way, he yelled: "I have to kill you! I have to kill you!"
Leng Ruoyan was stunned for a moment, tilted his head sideways, and listened to him continue.
"Cultivating and taking you in Leng Beicheng, you dare to betray! Your companion, you have killed my brother of the 'Changxiao Gang', and you are cruel to my siblings Wang Shi and Du Sanjian! How do I know that one day, will I suddenly have a malicious intention to kill me first?"
Talking and laughing, he hissed: "You are too strong! In front of you, I am just a wooden man who is at the mercy of you, what am I!? I want to talk and laugh at the heroic I of the 'Long Laughing Knife King', but I have fallen into the hands of you, a shameless slut......
Leng Ruoyan was as gloomy as a peony flower that quickly withered under the light of the lamp.
"How do I know what ulterior purpose you have for saving me?" Tan Xiao was afraid that his life would leave him, so his last sentence was particularly powerful: "I am not the first man of your cold girl." β
Leng Ruoyan only felt that the earth was spinning, and her whole person almost fell to her feet.
"It turns out that between us...... There are so many, so many resentments!" Leng Ruoyan said sadly.
She was under the lamp, contemplating the glass of amber wine, and then she looked at the "amorous ring" in her hand.
"Kill you?" she asked mournfully, "or shall I drink this cup of poisoned wine that you want me to drink?"
The corners of her mouth flashed with a half-sad smile, and when she got closer to talk and laugh, it was still the same fragrance that was not as clear as the world: "Tan Lang, are we happier than before we met, are we happier than when we fled, have you really loved me?"
There is nothing to say about talking and laughing, only the gray of death on his face.
When the "amorous ring" cut the throat of the conversation and laughter, Leng Ruoyan knew that she would never love again in her life.
-- The word love is too beautiful and too sad. (End of volume)