After sending Yun Yirong back to the room, he happened to see Xia Qingluan walking upstairs. Zi Xiu hurriedly shouted, "If you have nothing to do, please accompany me for a walk. I have been in the pavilion these days, so I feel a little bored."
Xia Qingluan didn't answer, but just nodded slightly.
"You are not in the pavilion for more than a month, and everyone has eaten a lot. The seventh-story loft is almost flattened by him." Even though he was sick, Zi Xiu's every move was also very elegant, and he received good results in his childhood.
Education gave her a gentle and plain personality, and the noble temperament inherited from the Baiyue royal family was not covered in dust during the long period of time.
"That day happened suddenly, and I couldn't think of hurting the Master Zixiu. Is it better now?" Even without mentioning the name, Xia Qingluan could immediately guess who "he" refers to. Things about him, especially him
I didn't want to mention any of the matters between me and I simply changed the topic.
"My injuries are not serious, but the old illnesses occasionally recur. It took too long to be able to do this."
Zi Xiu said calmly, but a shadow passed through Xia Qingluan's heart: "I'm very sick?"
"I have been working in the brothel for a whole year, and I have forgotten how many times I have been looking for death during this period. It is unexpected to be able to survive until now. In the past few years, it should be considered as God's compensation for me."
The Baiyue Yun family is a descendant of the local royal family and a clan that has been with the Wei family in Gusu for generations. After the Wei family was killed by others, in order to prevent the Yun family from intervening, the group of people actually connected to the Yun family.
He also slaughtered all over the place.
Yun Yueying is not as lucky and capable as Wei Moyan. Although she escaped death, she was sold to the bottom brothel as a prostitute. While enduring the ravages of the men, she tried every means to end her life. She hanged herself and cut off her.
She tried everything she wanted, but unfortunately she didn't have her name on the life and death book of the King of Hell Palace, so she still survived no matter how hard she tried.
A year later, when the former Wei family members discovered her and sent her to Xiluoshan to join Wei Moyan, she was already scarred and covered in sickness.
"I was determined to die back then. When I saw him again, I wanted to cherish myself, but I found that the broken things were not so easy to repair, especially people. If I hadn't wanted to spend more time with him, I might have left the fireworks place long ago.
I was dead by that time.”
"If he lets you down, even the sky will not tolerate it." The Yun family died because of the Xiao family. Originally, Wei Moyan owed Zixiu Yun Yueying a lot. A woman even had the most precious chastity, and the rest were also
It was just a bit of obsession. If there was nothing left, what else could support her to survive?
Xia Qingluan believes that she is not a good person, but she is not so cruel that she enjoys seeing others' pain. Zi Xiu is elegant and luxurious, and her temperament is as elegant as Houtu has always been admired by her. She always feels that it is only possible to raise her hand like this.
Only a woman who can shine brightly with her eyebrows down is worthy of her.
There is no boredom and no jealousy. She has never forgotten what she is. The dragon among people has a respectful phoenix accompanied her, rather than a lonely wild bird near the abyss.
A faint sigh of silence was shrilled, and the purple sleeve suddenly pulled Xia Qingluan's left wrist, and the red tattoo was extremely conspicuous on her fair skin: "He is deeply in love with you, you can't not know."
The rare toughness made Xia Qingluan a little confused. Zi Xiu rarely said such perseverance.
"We have known each other since we were young, and we have been with him for eight years. I have never seen him care so much about a person, and he is a woman. The master once said that he has a tough life and a tougher temperament.
Even if you treat your close relatives, you are as cold as iron and will never change your wishes for anyone. However, everything has changed since you appeared. It turns out that he will laugh and look at him gently like an ordinary person.
one person……"
"Zixiu Master," Xia Qingluan interrupted rudely. She didn't want to have any entanglement with the name Wei Moyan anymore. "My purpose of entering Poyue Pavilion is to avenge revenge, and his purpose is to regain the position of leader. He has the ability to do so
If I kill someone, I have the mystery to help him win the world. Our relationship is just to use each other and extract each other's value, that's all." The slender wrists were retracted, and the phoenix was hidden in the sleeve and could not be seen again. "Besides, it can be matched
There is only one person in the world who can match him, and he can only stare at one person in his eyes. He owes too much debts, so much that he can't pay it back for the rest of his life."
"So you care about me." It's self-evident who the person Xia Qingluan said was. Zi Xiu never thought that the obstacle between them was actually him, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I thought it was something big.
.You only think about being unfair to me, have you ever thought about whether it is fair to him? The disasters of the Yun family are determined, and the sorrows I have experienced are not his sins. For me, he has no responsibility to deal with. Miss Hongxian,
He is indeed the only person I have loved in my life. Because of this, I must fulfill his sincerity. After all, I..." The bright starry eyes suddenly darkened, and Xia Qingluan could feel that the gorgeous and noble
The figure of Qianse trembled slightly.
“I don’t have much time.”
—————————————————————Lanling in July is still immersed in the continuous rain, and the rain lasts for two days and two nights.
If someone looks north from Lanling City Post Road, he may see the heavy black on the vermilion pavilion outside the mist and rain. If he is closer, he may also see a handsome face with a sharp outline like a knife and axe, with thin lips as light as water.
The dark and deep ice eyes were filled with arrogance in the world, and the shallow white wine cup was in his hand, but he was fascinated by the misty mountains and hills in the distance.
The legendary man who is invincible like a ghost is so lonely and quiet.
As soon as he stepped into the door with almost silent steps, the man in black did not look back and raised his wine cup over his shoulder: "It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery but no good wine contrasts. Don't you have a glass?"
"How many times do I have to say it, I don't drink." Xia Qingluan said lightly. He always wanted to find someone to accompany him to drink, but he didn't know how many times he invited him, and it seemed that his answer was
He always can't remember.
"I forgot again." The tall and elegant figure seemed to move with the wind, turned sideways and leaned on the pane: "Floating and living in the void, don't find some preferences to fill the fragments of time, I really don't know how to get through it-
—Even if you have wine, sometimes you can’t find any fun.”
The Lord of the Poyue Pavilion, who was apart from the killing, never had any anger on his body. He was wearing a light robe, a pot of rouge and cold wine, and a picture of Yunshan scenery.
Su Dan's figure stepped forward a few steps, and fell scattered with the thick black on both sides of the carved wooden window. Two cinnabar marks on the clean white jade wine pot appeared a pair of koi. When it fell, it seemed like swimming, lifelike.
"This is your second time pouring wine for me."
"Things that don't have to be remembered so clearly."
A faint smile on his thin lips: "It means a lot to me."
If this topic continues, it will inevitably lead to a topic she doesn't want to discuss. Xia Qingluan put down the wine pot and looked out the window with the sound of rain.
"I'll just say anything." Wei Moyan raised his head and sipped, and his light looked at his beautiful face that was more silent than usual.