Flowers were falling all over the mountains, birds were chirping, and the wind was frightening. Although the few words spoken just now were few, they were better than the silence now.
Both of them have the same temper when they are angry, they are silent and as cold as ice.
No matter how impatient he was, he still had to ask for an answer today. Zi Xiu's pale face and pretending to be relaxed before leaving were still in front of him. Xia Qingluan knew that she was holding on. The illness came like a mountain, especially Zi Xiu.
Even those with strong skills cannot resist the erosion of chronic illness. Everyone knows that the world is impermanent, and the sooner you put an end to some things, the better, so as not to regret it too late.
"If you are a ruthless and unjust person, I won't believe even a single word of your words. If you are not, prove it to me." Be ruthless and hurt yourself first before hurting others.
Using empathy to prove single-mindedness, such a weird request made Wei Moyan burst into laughter, and the coldness in his eyes deepened: "Are you two acting for me, or do you think it's fun to pretend to be selfless? You push each other back and forth, but I don't think so.
He has become superfluous."
"If you were the superfluous person, there would be no need for these entanglements. The superfluous person is me."
"Why should Hong Xian, who is so famous all over the world, belittle yourself? With just half of your appearance, you can make all the romantic young men flock to you. Even your enemies or people who claim to be noble have also bowed to you. Calling it redundant will make people think that I have high standards.
"Thinking of Xi Shaoyuan and Wan Qi Haoyue, Wei Moyan still felt unhappy, but he knew in his heart that Xia Qingluan's sudden behavior must have happened for a reason. The three of them had a complicated relationship for a long time, so why did they remain silent until now?
"Tell me, what are you and Zi Xiu hiding from me?"
If he said it, he would be breaking his promise. If he didn't, he would never agree. After weighing the pros and cons, Xia Qingluan had already made a decision.
"It is obvious to all, Master Zixiu Hall, that you are a disciple of the pavilion. You were first married with your fingertips and then ordered by the master. It is inevitable that you will be criticized until now. I don't know what reason you have for turning a blind eye, but in my eyes,
You are just because of her...because you dislike her brothel past. She is the only person in the world who has sacrificed so much for you. If you dislike her, what else is it if you don't dislike her?"
"Absurd." The painless and painless provocation method has no effect on Wei Moyan. If he cares about what others think, how can there be an unstoppable Poyue Pavilion that is sweeping thousands of armies in the martial arts world? Xia Qingluan's stubbornness made him aware of a trace of it.
Something was wrong, both Zi Xiu and her were covering up something.
"Is it her illness?" She said with long eyes and beautiful brows.
"……yes."
Xia Qingluan was certain that his aura was chaotic at this moment.
Before she appeared, Zixiu was inseparable from the man in front of her, like a dragon and a phoenix. No one is born cold and ruthless. From the time when his family was broken up to becoming the overlord of Kyushu, he took care of everything around him. How could the people who support him do so?
Being treated like an ordinary person? Although he often sneers and says hurtful words, in his heart, Zixiu's status is still irreplaceable.
The long years have given those two people not only a dazzling elegance that cannot be concealed, but also a silent mutual respect for each other.
I apologized silently in my heart, and finally let out the secret that I had held in my heart for a long time: "The master of the Purple Sleeve Hall is seriously ill, and I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left."
The clouds are light and the wind is gentle, the water is thin and silent, but somewhere there are ripples.
He suddenly blamed himself, why did he listen so carefully to everything she said?
"Isn't there a medical lady here?" After a long while, he was able to speak calmly.
"The old disease is still there, but it can be treated but not cured."
"There is no cure?"
Xia Qingluan nodded heavily, with a rare clear and sad expression: "If anything, you would say that your time is running out."
It was not that shocking to say that it was a thunderbolt, but it was enough to make him upset. That person was Zi Xiu after all.
The dark figure suddenly stood up, the curls at the corners of his clothes ruffled in the gentle breeze, and the fallen petals floating on the surface of the river swirled and sank to the bottom of the river.
Shao Bi and Jiu He, who had just returned, saw that the pavilion master looked very bad. They thought that the two men were vindictive again, so they simply put down the dry branches and planned to swing around again. Unexpectedly, Wei Moyan opened his mouth and shocked the two of them.
"go back."
"Going back to where?" Jiuhe asked confusedly.
Wei Moyan never answered this kind of question. When he lowered his head and saw the hem of her red dress soaked in the river water while Xia Qingluan was motionless, he knew that her heart was complicated.
"Let's go." He bent down and grabbed the slender wrist that was shrunk in his wide sleeves, but was violently thrown away. Xia Qingluan also stood up and stood facing him, seemingly unwilling to give way.
"Answer my question first."
Even in such chaos, she still persisted in her stubbornness, and her originally depressed mood became more and more impetuous. There was anxiety in Wei Moyan's voice, but more decisively: "I have already told you the answer, there is no need to repeat it."
He once gave a reply on the seventh floor of the Zhu Pavilion, saying that even a lonely widower would never marry someone he didn't love.
"This may be her only wish in this life." Shaobi and Jiuhe couldn't believe the soft voice. This was Hongxian who was indifferent and cold, expressionless when killing people, without even raising an eyebrow?
In this life, the only hot words hurt his indifference. He had never felt the breath of loss and death in the high tower, but now he was so close, and he was still a particularly important person to him.
"Pavilion Master?" Jiuhe's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and Shao Bi stabbed him hard from behind.
"You don't have to worry about Zi Xiu and I, but you still owe me an answer." The slender figure standing alone was a little cold and slightly sulky: "I won't force you, but if you ask similar questions again
, I can’t guarantee that I will be able to control it.”
What to control? Xia Qingluan raised her head and raised her dark eyebrows slightly, but the person in front of her was already moving with the wind, a few steps away.
The smooth Shao Bi had a lot of time to do, and he followed Wei Moyan without seeing or hearing anything, walking in a hurry with the suspicious Jiuhe. Only the dazzling red figure stood alone under the occasional snow-like petals by the river.
Is it more suitable for this situation to have mixed feelings or a confused heart? Xia Qingluan laughed at herself, saying it well and doing it well, but the moment he turned his head and left, half of his hardness and strength fell apart, leaving him with nothing but pain.
Zixiu, Hongxian, Wei Moyan, any one of them would be fine without them, so why do they have to meet?
The cold figure in front had already walked far away. After letting out a long sigh to calm the pain in her heart, Xia Qingluan raised her feet and started to walk. However, there were several startling birds flapping their feathers from the other side of the river behind her, and she subconsciously stepped back and turned around.
After the rustling, everything returned to calm. She knew in her heart that it wasn't that she was worrying too much or making a fuss out of a molehill. The feeling of being stared at was as if thousands of insects were gnawing at her bones, and her whole body was extremely uncomfortable.
The world is like this, with one thought of life and another thought of death, good or bad fate always comes at an unexpected time and place. The dignitaries surrounded by thousands of people in fine clothes and mink fur one moment may very well become mutilated and rotting flesh in the next moment, gradually forgotten in the wind and rain.
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To be satisfied in life, you must have all the fun. Even a moment of contentment is better than a lifetime of pain of not being able to get what you want.
The breeze gradually picked up, and among the red flowers and green grass on the other side, two probing eyes watched the woman in red leave. In those delicate and slender eyes, a trace of enchanting vermilion flashed through.