Xu Bu sat in front of her piano - this guqin, which has broken lines like plum blossoms all over its body, was also selected by him back then, and was nominally gifted to Leng Yinghua by asking someone to find it. The moon is dark and the stars are scarce, and the sound of the piano is also ethereal and quiet - the lyre is more quaint and beautiful than the sound of this piano, I am afraid that it is difficult to find in the world. The sound is like a drizzle of rain and a spring in a deep valley. The agility of the clear place and the heaviness of the deep place do not hide each other. It is only in the sound of the piano that his heart gradually becomes peaceful and tranquil.

"Wait? Your subordinates? The rangers who are running around the streets searching for Konoha Hunting for Konoha Uncle Wang who is nailed to the dock and not moving like a wooden stake? Xie Junhe who is looking at the gate of the post house and smelling the smell? Or are you Qian Tieli and Liu Siren the two old men guarding the mansion?" she explained Chu Tao's arrangement clearly, which really made the strings imperceptibly tight, but immediately regained peace and gradually stopped.

He was a little quiet, and teased a little lightly: "The matter has come to this point, only a killer is missing to ambush me in the shadows and take my life." ”

"I never thought of it that way. Master Chu, I'm just doing my best to fight for the interests of the Qi family. "She has taken on the posture of an overcomer. It's just that when his eyes touched Chu Tao's pale face and stood facing the northwest wind with his hands behind his back, he didn't say anything after thinking for a long time, and the joy he should have in his heart was gone.

"Fengyi, do you know why I'm here tonight? I can't believe it...... I even hope that my suspicions are too high. ”

"Leng Fengyi's viciousness is beyond your imagination?" guessing what he wanted to say, it was nothing more than that.

"The post house intimidated Qi Dashao - I want to hear the facts. ”

"Everybody knows you hate him. It's only you, I can't hate to crush him to ashes. And only you know everything about the inn. You are the only one who has the ability to plot this bloodless intimidation. That's just the way it is. Leng Fengyi replied fluently.

But Chu Tao's face turned grim again: "After Cheng Daxia sent the wooden letter, I asked people to sketch the patterns on the wooden letter and went to the store to inquire." The shopkeeper said that the person who came to buy the wooden letter was a strange man with an astonishing appearance. The guard at the inn said, "That night was nothing extraordinary, except that you once went out in the middle of the night - although I have no real evidence, the shopkeeper must have identified the culprit." I don't have any amazing people under me. If it is a wooden leaf, if you commit a crime, you will definitely leave a fragrance. What's more, if he does what he did before and kills all the big and less, I'm afraid the situation will be even more ugly. There is only one person left, although I don't want to believe that it is her...... "Her eyes seem to be closed, slender like a crescent moon, and she stays on Leng Fengyi's body."

At this point, she could only sneer: "So, why did I do that?"

"Find an excuse to let Qi Heng leave justifiably. First it was a bitter plan, and then it was a trick, and then it was a trick to move flowers and trees, and the pseudo-Tuo Qi Ye sent a letter to me to put pressure on me, and then to make a move to turn the tiger away from the mountain, so that I could focus on the Black Stone Cliff and let Uncle Wang pay attention to the dock, and Qi Heng would have a chance. I don't know how your golden cicada plans to play out of its shell, but I think that's probably the end goal!

"I only found out this morning that there were suddenly a lot more merchants on the north shore of Black Rock Cliff, and when I visited a few shopkeepers, I learned that there were unusually many merchant ships going to the north shore tonight. Qi Dashao had an appointment in the box of Ningxiang Pavilion tonight, and the appointment was a merchant, Jiang Ye's old friend. Jun He watched his movements in the Ning Xiang Pavilion. I'm worried that Konoha has other plans tonight, so I let people stay in the Chu Mansion. But a hundred secrets are negligent...... I really didn't expect that you would arrange for Qi Heng to go by land, and seek the near and far. Guess, Cheng Daxia had already prepared the boat many days ago, in a place I hadn't found. ”

"Konoha, you've finally found his name. Leng Fengyi sighed at the night sky, "But it seems to be late." On the night of the attack on the sea of snow, Konoha came looking for me. I didn't agree to cooperate with him, but I knew that when he acted, it was the best time for Qi Dashao to leave. ”

Chu Tao smiled in the wind, but his hands were already clenched into fists: he knew that Leng Fengyi would never be willing to stand on his side. Should she be glad that she still has some affection and didn't cooperate with Konoha? She hasn't fought with Konoha yet, but she was almost tricked by a woman - this is Leng Fengyi's slap on his face? It's even more depressing than the "go out" back then.

"He's gone, what about you? will you stay on the South Bank and let me clean up?" was the question, but in a sad whisper. As if a thunderbolt pierced the sky overhead, Leng Fengyi was stunned, never expecting that Chu Tao would be sad about her decision to leave him behind—shouldn't he care more about Qi Heng's departure?

The eyes that were enough to pierce people's hearts stared at Leng Fengyi, as sharp as a knife, but the voice was suddenly so low that it was almost inaudible: "Or you have expected it - I can't do anything to you at all......"

It's messed up, it's your own heart.

Chu Tao said her expectations in person, but it was more lethal than she expected a thousand times. Is it really wrong?

"I'm really not worth it for you, Feng Yi, I actually put myself at risk for him......"

Leng Fengyi suddenly heard a little jealousy, and then laughed at himself for being stupid: he is Chu Tao, a well-known forgetful son, the most important thing in his heart is only the position of the leader of the South Bank Alliance, how can it be ......

A carrier pigeon flew over the sky, hovered over the black stone cliff for a long time, and finally landed at Chu Tao's feet. He untied the letter tube, but instead of opening it, he shook it in front of her: "Guess, is it good news or bad news? ”

Frightened, he changed to Leng Fengyi: "Impossible, most of your people are on the dock, and without your order, you can't allocate manpower at all." What's more, there was Jiang Ye to cover Qi Dashao to leave the Ning Xiang Pavilion. Even if he can't deceive Xie Junhe, with his own strength, he will never be able to stop Cheng Daxia and the others......"

"Feng Yi, you are wrong. If I dare to come, I will not let you let me roast on the fire. He shook his head with a miserable smile, not at all like the expression of an overcomer, "As I just said, before the endgame, I don't know whether to succeed or fail." ”

"Is it Xie Junhe?" Feng Yi guessed a few points, at this time, the only one with the biggest variables was him.

"There's one more thing that can be mobilized at any time, even if I'm not there. Fengyi, maybe you don't want to see this ending - the only one who won was Konoha. He dismantled the paint pipe, smiled at Zhanxin, and handed it to her, "You forced Jun He to use the purple jade order as a last resort." And the whereabouts of the purple jade order are exactly what Konoha can't think about - he is waiting for me in the dark, waiting to see how I and the Qi family can fight out of control, which is a good opportunity for him to make a move. ”

She bit her lip and said nothing. In the letter, as he said, Xie Junhe still intercepted the carriage and horses of Qi Da Shao going west. This seemingly confused drunkard always has surprisingly accurate judgment at the most critical moments. So Chu Tao always left him at the end, trusting that his dictatorship could give the opponent a fatal blow. Leng Buding hugged her arms, the early spring night was really cold—the howling chill came from all sides, penetrated into her heart, and provoked a burst of pain.

It's another empty conspiracy, a boring battle, a boring defeat, and I just feel that my brain is swollen and painful. The scene in front of me was dark and dull. If she hadn't done this empty scheme, she would at least be able to make the people in front of her forgive her. But now, what is left of her? Between the vast heaven and the earth, there is only a shell. For example, the remnants of leaves in the wind, no branches and no roots to rely on, heartless and ruthless.

He stumbled and was leaning on his shoulder, but struggled to shake it off.

Sympathy? No need. Since it is the path she has chosen, why bother to win sympathy with pity?

But Chu Tao's arm was no longer allowed for her to resist and grabbed her, not understanding why, his thoughts were tangled into a mess at this moment. I want to laugh at him for being stupid - it's stupid enough, knowing that her Leng Fengyi can only bring disaster, and I don't want her to endure the cold alone. How clever is it that the farmer who holds the snake for warmth?

I heard him say in a hazy way: "Go back to the post house, I'll give you a ride." The thick, wide sand of the sand enveloped her in warmth, as if it were about to melt away the ice that covered her body—if it really turned into a puddle of water and scattered in the air, it would not be in vain. By the time she recovered from her weariness, she was jolting on his horse. There was no resistance, and there was no response. She accepted his concern indifferently. inexplicably remembers the Jockey Club that year, and this is the same ending. When he raised his eyes, he saw his bright eyes staring at her, his face burned, and he immediately retracted his head.

Suddenly, I thought about how good it would be if this mountain road never reached the end!

The horse's hooves rattled, and after a long silence, she finally muttered "I'm sorry."

He smiled as always, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and hooked a sad line: "That's it, I admit it." ”