After the generals of Cang Yue's army, Sun Yang, Xun Zhai, old men Meng Huo and Zhang Jun, etc., conquered Xuzhou, they stopped and resumed their offensive. They stayed in Xuzhou for several days. Not long after, Master Cang Yue led the army.

Once the military strength is replenished, it will be as unstoppable as a flood breaking through the floodgates.

However, Mr. Cangyue did not immediately pursue the victory, but suppressed the momentum. Regardless of everyone's opposition, he sent people to Dan City to appeal.

The content is roughly as follows: If Lord Chu Ling can have compassion on the people of the world and is willing to voluntarily abdicate in favor of worthy people, he will be able to securely become the grandson of a country, receive a salary from the court, and be granted a fertile land of his choice within the territory of Chu.

However, if he refuses to listen to advice and insists on going his own way, then when the army arrives at the Chu Palace, his body and head will be in a different place. I wish him a good life and consider it carefully.

This time it was clear that King Chu Ling had a lot of love for him, so Master Cang Yue gave him one last chance.

However, after Lord Chu Ling personally opened the letter, he became furious. However, he did not repent and did not listen to the advice, so he directly tore the letter into pieces. His eyes were red, as if they were stained with blood, and were filled with abyss of malice. He took it from his royal body.

Drawing out a bright cold sword, he raised the sword and rushed towards Nei Wanyi, a remote but guarded place in the Chu Palace.

As soon as he rushed into Wanluo, he raised his sword and slashed at anyone he saw. Poof, the whole Wanluo was stained with blood. He screamed and cursed endlessly. However, the King of Chuling hissed and laughed wildly.

The birds and crows among the trees were frightened, flapping their wings, and fled in panic.

The imperial followers guarding Wanmen had expressionless faces, but a trace of unbearability flashed in their hearts.

This Wanluo is not a residence for anyone in the Chu Palace, but a place where hundreds of people from Master Cang Yue’s maternal family are detained. Now Lord Chu Ling is completely angered by Master Cang Yue. He has lost his mind and killed all the hostages regardless of the consequences.

Now, everything is irreversible. These two adults are afraid that either you or I will die in this life...

Sure enough, when Mr. Cang Yue, who was far away in Xuzhou, heard that all his family members had been frantically murdered by Lord Chu Ling, he felt as if he was facing a concubine exam, and he fell down on his seat with a pale face.

Sun Yang, Xunzhang and others couldn't bear to look at him, with sad expressions on their faces. They didn't want to tell Master Cang Yue this news, but they were afraid that their master would have an affair with Lord Chu Ling since childhood because of his care.

Brotherly love, once again unwilling to be cruel, he could only report it truthfully, hoping to make him make up his mind and make him see clearly that the current Lord Chu Ling is no longer the person he knew at the beginning, but a complete person.

A complete lunatic.

That night, Master Cangyue dismissed everyone and sat alone on a stone table in a courtyard with a fence in Xuzhou, drinking alone.

The moonlight in early winter is clear and cold, light and soft, like running water, flowing quietly through the fence and onto the ground, embellishing the floor with various patterns.

There were seven or eight empty wine jars on the stone table, and he poured water one after another. His eyes were blurry with drunkenness, but his face was getting colder and colder than ice.

Chen Bai walked slowly to the opposite side of him and sat down uninvited. She looked at him quietly for a while, and saw that he didn't want to pay attention to her and hadn't noticed her arrival yet. He was just drinking, so he could only do it by himself.

speak out.

"Sir, are you drunk?" she asked softly.

Mr. Cang Yue replied: "I'm not drunk."

Chen Baiqi raised his eyebrows, well, usually drunk people would say they were not drunk, so her question was in vain.

"...Young Master, do you feel sad?" Chen Baiqi asked softly.

Hearing this, Mr. Cang Yue covered up his eyelashes that were thicker and longer than the woman's, and a wry smile escaped from the corner of his mouth: "Oh, it's hurt."

Chen Baiqi was stunned, this was very honest.

Chen Baiqi glanced at him unexpectedly. The dim moonlight cast on his facial features, hazy and shadowy, making it difficult to distinguish the specific expression. However, she felt that it was a bit difficult to continue the words.

She couldn't continue, but Mr. Cang Yue didn't intend to end the topic she started.

"Chen San, are you here to comfort me?" Mr. Cang Yue raised his eyes, his eyes deep as if there was a bright light.

Chen Bai fell silent.

She did come to comfort him, but half of it was her own intention, and half of it was forced upon him by others.

This group of people is only responsible for removing cancerous tumors with a knife. It is really insidious to ask her to come and apply medicine to treat the pain when the pain is excruciating.

Why is she willing to take on such an important task?

"Yeah." Chen Baiqi also poured himself a glass of wine, put it to his lips, and responded vaguely.

"Then Bai Qi, how are you going to comfort me?" Mr. Cang Yue blocked her drink, then tilted his head. The thin moonlight danced in his hair, and on his shoulders, he looked like a glowing beauty under the moon.

Lazy and drunkenness is surprisingly alluring.

Chen Baiqi was fascinated by the beauty for a moment, but he soon regained his composure.

This was the first time she had seen Master Cang Yue with such a look and demeanor.

How to describe this feeling... Well, Chen Baiqi thought about it for a long time. It was like a backbone elite who usually always wore leather shoes and glasses. Suddenly he took off his glasses, wore a suit and a serious suit, and loosened his collar to expose his chest skin.

The enchanting man who stripteases boldly and wantonly... Uh, wait!

What on earth was she thinking?

Chen Bai raised her forehead and felt that it was better not to argue with him seriously about such drunk talk. So, she followed his words and said perfunctorily: "Master, do you have any good suggestions?"

Mr. Cang Yue seemed to smile, his long and cold slanted eyes, as cold as snow, and his rosy cheeks, describing a strong contrast of beauty.

"Chen San... come here to me."

Chen Bai didn't move.

"Bai Qi...come to me."

Seeing that Chen Baiqi didn't respond, Mr. Cang Yue called out again, but the person he called was no longer Chen San.

Mr. Cang Yue seldom calls Chen Baiqi by his nickname, because calling him by his nickname usually means that the relationship is closer.

And precisely because I shout less, I sound more sensitive.

When he called "Bai Qi", it was like holding the word "Bai Qi" in his mouth, chewing out the sweetness, and then feeding it into her ears.

Chen Baiqi felt her ears soften. She sighed, stood up, walked to his side, and sat down again.

As soon as she sat down, the smell of Mr. Cang Yue's alcohol suddenly came out.

Chen Baiqi reacted quickly and tilted his head back. Master Cang Yue continued to approach. He stared into her eyes without missing a beat, as if he was ready to get into her pupils at any time.

"Chen San, I need your comfort."

This is drunken talk.

Chen Baiqi pushed him up and helplessly responded: "Okay, okay, comfort."

Mr. Cang Yue pushed her hand away. Before Chen Baiqi could react in time, he opened his arms in the next second and hugged her tightly in an insecure hug.

Comfort? Hug?

Chen Baiqi stiffened for a moment.

After hugging her, Mr. Cang Yue also grabbed her hanging hands and hugged himself, like a person who couldn't stand the cold. Only in this way can he fully absorb the warmth from her body.

Note the temperature.

"Bai Qi, hold me tight."

After Chen Baiqi got used to it, he relaxed and then tried harder as he said.

"Tighter."

Chen Bai raised his eyes to the garden and applied a little more force.

Mr. Cang Yue buried his head deeply into the crook of her neck, and breathed into her clothes. At first, it felt warm, but after a while, Chen Baiqi felt a damp and cool feeling.

It soaked from her clothes and stuck to her skin.

She frowned, her hugging posture changed slightly, and one hand began to gently stroke his stiff back.

Maybe it was her silence that made him feel an unparalleled desire to talk, or maybe it was her actions that finally gave him a channel to vent the overwhelming pain in his heart, and he began to speak.

"Chen San, my father and mother-in-law both died young. When I was still young, my grandfather's family took me in and taught me..."

"My grandfather's family, my brothers, sisters, uncles and relatives all take good care of me and put me first in everything..."

"When he was young, Ayue (Chu Lingjun) was very obedient and well-behaved. He often came out of the palace to play with me at my grandfather's house. In midsummer, my second uncle would always prepare ice fruit juice for me and him. In the middle of winter, during the Spring Festival

My uncle would take out his expensive fur clothes and wrap us up thickly, and let us go and play in the snow..."

"Those days were my happiest and most worry-free days so far..."

"Loving grandfather and family, friendly and harmonious brothers, a willful and free life..."

"Now, I have nothing...I have nothing..."

"I can't even save my only remaining relative in the world..."

"Why did he suddenly become so strange?"

"Chen San? Answer me, why did he become as disgusting as he is now!"

From being calm at the beginning, to yearning and briskness, and then to generous questioning, in the end, Mr. Cangyue lowered his head, but tightly grasped Chen Baiqi's arms with both hands, shouting hoarsely: "Chen San... you

Aren't you here to comfort me? Now, please comfort me...and allow me to calm down the burning pain in my heart..."

Chen Baiqi was shaken by him a few times. Listening to him using his drunkenness to shout out the words that he had hidden deep in his heart, he felt a sense of aches and pains in his heart.

His favorite relatives hate each other, and now his biological brother has driven his grandfather's family to a dead end, forcing him to personally kill his only remaining relative in the world. Such a decision does not make him happy at all.

He had no choice but to make a decision. He had been forced into a desperate situation and had only one way to go. He was in great pain.

It's just this kind of painful taste. Others may hear and feel it, but they can only taste one or two points of it, but he must taste the full tenth alone.

Chen Baiqi lowered his eyes and opened his mouth silently, but he sang softly: "The silver boat is swaying and bending, hanging in the fluffy sky, your thoughts are blue and blue, resting on my faint heart..."

At night, the atmosphere is gentle, cordial and peaceful. The melody is calm, slow, soothing and gentle, just like the sounds of nature. Her pious and beautiful voice is like a gentle and comforting big hand, gently lifting the restless and scarred heart.

The ground hugged each other.

Chen Baiqi sang a cappella twice. Using the effect of "sound confusion", Mr. Cang Yue gradually calmed down, his breathing was smooth and steady, he was already drunk, and his mind was probably starting to drift away.

And when Young Master Cang Yue was half asleep and half drunk, Chen Baiqi looked into the night and said in an empty and clear tone: "Young Master, make a contract with me."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

I'm sorry, Jing has to ask for a few days' leave from her relatives (tentatively five days). Because her mother is ill and hospitalized, Jing has to take care of her all the time. I guess I can't care about updating for the time being, so I'm here to take a leave of absence.

, if anyone hasn’t noticed this digression, I hope those who have seen it can remind those who haven’t, thank you.
Chapter completed!