When the sky was about to dawn, Han Yue appeared at the door of the Taiping Pavilion with Zhao Lingxin on his back.

The light of the morning was dim, the cold moon was like walking in a dense foggy forest, the person on his back was already asleep, the poison at Zhao Lingxin's ankle was sucked out by him, the wound was wrapped in white yarn, and it seemed that it was fine, but people seemed to be able to feel the pain in their sleep, and Zhao Lingxin's brows were furrowed very tightly. For a while, Han Yue suddenly had an illusion, it seemed that it was not Zhao Lingxin who was on his back, but a person he was very familiar with, but who that person was, but when he was thinking about it, he forgot it, as if that person didn't exist at all.

"You're back!"

There was a person sitting at the door, it seemed that he hadn't slept all night, and he was still wearing the white robe he had yesterday, his voice was faint and slightly hoarse, it was Chu Ziyan. When he was looking at Hanyue, he naturally also saw Zhao Lingxin on his back, and Chu Ziyan wanted to say something, but finally held back. He was just about to leave, to be stopped by the cold moon.

"Carry her to the room, I'm tired!"

Han Yue looked at Zhao Lingxin on her shoulder, looking a little tired, her hair was stained with morning dew, like strands of white hair. Chu Ziyan looked into his eyes, and for a moment, he suddenly felt that this friend of his was already very old, and there was a kind of sunset decline. Chu Ziyan didn't speak, nodded, and took over Zhao Lingxin, the eldest lady seemed to have dreamed of something happy, and smirked in her dream.

Carrying Zhao Lingxin away, Chu Ziyan suddenly thought of something, turned his head, and said, "Mo Yu, he came to look for you, it's in your room, I see that you haven't come back overnight, so I'm waiting for you here!" In the distance, Chu Ziyan's voice came, along with the faint mist of the early morning.

"I see!"

Hanyue replied and walked to his room without looking back. A dull morning begins and ends in such bland words.

Pushing open the door, Hanyue smelled a burst of wine, Hanyue is an expert in drinking, for what wine is good and what wine is not, he knows as soon as he smells the taste, if it is the wine he has drunk, then he will never forget it for the rest of his life. And now this smell is so familiar with the aroma of wine, he looked in front of him, the person who drank was Mo Yu, he sat on the wooden chair where Hanyue played the piano, but unfortunately he couldn't play the piano, he could only watch the curling cigarettes rise from the incense burner, pour himself a glass of wine, and taste it slowly until Hanyue came in.

"Are you out of Fengdu City?" Mo Yu asked when he saw the dirt on the soles of Hanyue's shoes.

Han Yue didn't speak, he saw the wine on the wooden table, it was a drunken immortal brew, and it turned out to be a drunken immortal brew that was not drunk. Hanyue sniffed greedily, the feeling he hadn't seen for a long time, but he didn't have the idea of drinking, he just turned around and sat on the bed, and lay down, it felt like he didn't see the wine, he didn't see Mo Yu.

"You don't drink?" Mo Yu asked a second sentence, at this time he took out a wine glass, a small cup, he stood it on the table, and poured the wine into the glass little by little, and the aroma of wine flowed slowly in the glass, as if tempting the cold moon to drink.

"I only drink wine from my friends!" said Hanyue word by word.

Mo Yu smiled, "I do want to invite you to drink, but unfortunately, this is not my wine." ”

He pointed to the flask on the table, "Someone asked me to bring this wine to you, and the woman told me that you are the only person in the world who can make you drink." Of course, if you don't want this pot of wine yet, then I can drink it for you. As he spoke, Mo Yu drank all the wine in his cup, and then sighed.

"It's a pity that I can't drink such good wine in the future. Mo Yu stood up, "Now that my business is done, then it's time to go!"

"Wait!"

Mo Yu turned around, he saw Han Yue standing up, holding the wine glass, the wine glass that he had personally poured for him, at that moment, he thought that Han Yue had accepted this glass of wine, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, "You,"

But before he could say a word, the smile on his face had solidified, and he saw Han Yue tilt the cup, and the wine in the cup slowly fell, and one by one it merged into a stream and flowed to Mo Yu's feet. Han Yue's face was very cold, and the expression of rejection thousands of miles away seemed to be not his heart alone.

"Let's go!" said Hanyue.

Mo Yu stood dumbfounded, and after a long time, "It's time for me to go, you rest first, Yan Gongzi has something to look for you! If you wake up, go to the study, Gongzi will wait for you there!"

After Mo Yu finished speaking, he walked out and closed the door of the room.

In the room, the remaining candle tears are still burning, and Han Yue did not go to sleep, although he did not return overnight, but he has nothing to sleep now. He was lying on the wooden chair, carefully thinking about what happened today, he was thinking, if it was Wang Qi who was plotting against him, then would it be Ruo Hou Yan Wuji to kill himself?

But he was saving Ruohou at that time, and Wang Qi fainted on the ground at that time, in this way, could it be that the poison of the two is the same, so in any case, it is necessary to go to Ruohou Mansion to verify the authenticity of the matter, if it is the antidote to the poison on his body, it is naturally better. As for the team of Heavenly Ghost Warriors he watched last night, they ran out of the city in the middle of the night, what did they want to do, did Mitianlou have any ulterior secrets? Moreover, Zhao Lingxin is Zhao Xu's daughter, and she came all the way to Fengdu City, but she wanted to go to the Ghost Domain, what purpose did she have, and what else did she want to take?

Thinking like this, the cold moon fell asleep deeply, and the incense next to it still rose, with the breath of the morning.

Den.

Yan Shuiyao sat on the desk and read seriously, last night, he also didn't sleep all night, and there was a cup of tea brewing beside him. And what he held in his hand was a history book, the history of the previous dynasty, and he saw a very interesting thing in the book.

It is said that a general of the previous dynasty, who served the country all his life and made great contributions, just when he was about to win the war, he received a summons and ordered him to return to Beijing immediately, he was unwilling to return to Beijing, but the emperor issued twelve tokens in a row to force him. It turned out that there was a villain beside the emperor who slandered him, saying that he was a great meritorious, if this battle was won, then the military might would be even better, and once there was a rebellion, no one in the court could stop it. So, because of the existence of such a hypothesis, the emperor made a painful decision to summon him back to the court, and the opportunity could not be lost, and he would never come back. Finally, the emperor's stupid trick led to the failure of this great victory, and the frontier has not been peaceful for ten years, and the people have complained.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the study, and it was getting closer, and then there was a knock on the door and a report from the guard.

"Enter!"

Yan Shuiyao put down the book in his hand, picked up the tea that had been on the table for a long time, and tasted it carefully.

After a while, the person who knocked on the door walked in, lowered his head, and stood in front of Yan Shuiyao, unable to see his face clearly.

"Childe!"

"He's back?" Yan Shuiyao asked.

"Yes!"

"Do you know where he went?"

It seemed that he had gone outside the city, and when he came back, he looked a little uneasy, as if he had found something. "That's human.

Yan Shuiyao stared at the person in front of him and said with a smile, "I heard that he didn't come back alone?"

The man said respectfully, "Yes, Miss Zhao Lingxin came back with her, but Miss Zhao seems to be injured." ”

"Injured?" Yan Shuiyao glanced at the person in front of him suspiciously, "Do you know what the injury is?"

"It's not very clear, the person was taken to the room by Chu Ziyan at the door. ”

"Chu Ziyan, isn't he a friend of Han Yue?"

"Hanyue has no friends, as for Chu Ziyan, I heard that Hanyue is Fengdu City invited by him, he has a title called Eccentric in the rivers and lakes, and it seems that he has known Hanyue for a long time. ”

"Did you know each other before?"

"No, but Zai and Hanyue haven't seen each other for three years, and no one knows what he's been through in those three years, and they may have met in these three years. Moreover, according to the following, it seems that Chu Ziyan is interested in Miss Zhao. ”

Yan Shui Yao took a sip of tea, "Oh, has the identity of Zhao Lingxin been clarified?"

"I found out that she was indeed Zhao Xu's daughter, but this time she came to Fengdu City and said that she came to visit relatives. ”

"Visiting relatives?Zhao Xu still has relatives in Fengdu City?"

The man said, "Yes, it is a noodle seller in the north of the city, it is said that it is Zhao Xu's brother who swore when he was young, and died on the battlefield for him, and the remaining orphans and widows now live alone in Fengdu City." ”

Yan Shuiyao pondered for a while, and then said, "Do you have any other information?"

"Nope!"

"Then go down!" Yan Shui Yao saw that there was no new news, so he waved his hand and let people retreat.

"Yes!"

The man was just about to retreat. Yan Shuiyao suddenly thought of something again and stopped him.

"Mo Yu. ”

"Here!" The man raised his head at this time, it turned out to be Mo Yu, but the way he bent over just now, it was really difficult to connect with the elegant son before.

"When did you enter the house?"

"Last March. Mo Yu replied honestly.

"It's been more than a year. Yan Shuiyao looked into the distance and muttered, "The palace has the rules of the palace, I let you monitor Hanyue, but I don't want you to do other things I don't want to see, my words, do you understand?"

"My subordinates understand!"

"Okay, just understand. Actually, I trust you very much!" Yan Shuiyao waved his hand again, and Mo Yu retreated.

Yan Shuiyao reopened the history book in front of him, and just saw the last paragraph of the book, which said that in the end, the world-famous general was arrested and imprisoned for treason, and when the emperor remembered him and was ready to interrogate, he had already died in prison, and he was gone. Seeing this, Yan Shuiyao couldn't read it anymore, put the book aside casually, sat upright on the chair, frowned, but didn't know what he was thinking.

"Childe, Young Master Yue is here!"

Outside, the sound of the guards announcing it was heard.

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