"That woman -" Ximen Jingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his head, as if searching for the stars in the sky.
Suddenly, Ximen Jingxuan turned around.
Lin Xiner was startled, and before Ximen Jingxuan took action, she quickly flicked away the bamboo around her and flew away.
Ximen Jingxuan just jumped to the wall. He felt unwell and did not chase. He stood on the wall facing the night wind, his sharp eyes locked on the direction Lin Xiner was flying away until her figure flashed like a civet.
not see.
As long as Ximen Jingxuan is not in danger, Leng Yanqiu will not take action even if he has advanced kung fu. Standing by and watching is his usual style. The environment that Ximen Jingxuan is in and the trivial matters he is involved in have nothing to do with him. He just lives in Qing Dynasty.
A grain of sand in the Yuan Dynasty only lives quietly in a corner and makes no sound.
"If you say you are indifferent, you are far wrong." Leng Yanqiu looked up at Ximen Jingxuan who was standing on the wall. The moment he jumped up, Leng Yanqiu saw a sudden flash of light in Ximen Jingxuan's eyes.
The luster, the burning brightness betrayed his throbbing heart.
"You don't have my experience, so you won't understand my thoughts." Ximen Jingxuan retracted his eyes and jumped off the wall.
The unexpected battle with that woman was the beginning of disturbing his mood. What happened in the secret room was a secret that he could not tell. He wanted to tear the woman who had humiliated him into pieces.
However, when he tried hard to catch up with the woman despite being poisoned, and hit the woman with one palm, he didn't want her to die just like that. When the palm fell, he tried to save her, but he was poisoned and exhausted.
, fell down with her, as if he wanted to die with her.
Fortunately, Leng Yanqiu arrived in time.
At this time, even he himself couldn't tell what to do with that woman. Seeing her unconscious, he only had one idea: let her wake up as soon as possible. He didn't want those sharp eyes that could stare into his eyes.
The light is closed.
However, even though those eyes were still closed, Ximen Jingxuan discovered something familiar on the civet-like man in black just now, that is, those eyes were exactly the same as in his memory, sharp, calm, and shining.
Bright as the light of stars.
"You are deliberately indifferent, which actually shows that you care. You hate the concubine for being ruthless towards you, but in fact, what you care about is that you want to get the love between mother and child." Leng Yanqiu looked at Ximen Jingxuan with bright eyes.
As if he has a keen insight into all things, "Actually, your indifference is only on your face, not settled in your heart. As long as a fire core is lit, it can stir up excitement all over your body. Are you unclear about that woman?"
, it means that she has been quietly imprinted in your heart, and I am afraid it will be difficult to remove it in this life."
"Leng Yanqiu, if you were not Leng Yanqiu, I would have made you mute or even—dead." Ximen Jingxuan said.
Leng Yanqiu's words were terrifying, and only Leng Yanqiu could poke his heart so directly, provoking his most vulnerable place. Only in front of Leng Yanqiu, he seemed to have taken off the outer garment that covered his body.
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Leng Yanqiu smiled lightly, turned and left.
The back figure that left proudly seemed to be able to absorb everything, but remained unmoved. The word indifference truly penetrated into his bones, and no one could control his temperament.
It was this arrogance that impressed Ximen Jingxuan back then, and it was this courage to speak out that made them close friends who could have long conversations.
"Sir, all the medicine for this sister's injury has been prepared." Wuyou said to Leng Yanqiu who walked into the room.
Leng Yanqiu checked the medicine Wuyou prepared and said to Ximen Jingxuan who followed him back, "Are you going to stay here to recuperate, or are you going to go back to your palace?"
"Can you guarantee that people from Shuiyue Palace will not take her away?" Ximen Jingxuan glanced at Yi Yao, who was still unconscious. Under the candlelight, the fierce face he saw that day seemed a bit softer.
He was sure that the figure he just discovered was this woman's accomplice. She would come for this woman at any time, but he would never let this woman go. From the moment he was in the secret room, this woman's life or death was destined to be in his hands.
In his hands.
"I only promise to detoxify you, and the rest has nothing to do with me." Leng Yanqiu lowered his eyelids and packed the medicines on the table one by one, "It's only because of you that I made an exception and became a doctor to treat my palm injury.
, don’t push yourself too far.”
At this time, Leng Yanqiu was aloof and arrogant. If it weren't for his own will, no one could control it.
"In that case, I won't bother you. Take the time to prepare the psychedelic powder. I'm still waiting for its results." Ximen Jingxuan said, put away the medicine, picked up Yi Yao, and planned to take her away with him.
After leaving the small courtyard, Ximen Jingxuan whistled, which was very clear and loud at night.
Someone galloped out from the bamboo forest. They were the subordinates who had returned from chasing down the remaining killers. They followed Ximen Jingxuan's instructions and stayed nearby.
"Your Majesty!" The subordinate at the head got off his horse and gave his horse to Ximen Jingxuan.
Ximen Jingxuan held Yi Yao in his arms and got on his horse. Accompanied by his subordinates, he rushed back to the palace overnight.
"Sir, this is what has been prepared." After everyone left, Wuyou handed a small bamboo basket to Leng Yanqiu.
There are some yellow papers and incense candles placed in the bamboo basket.
Leng Yanqiu took the bamboo basket and said to Wuyou, "Don't wait for me, you can rest yourself first."
Then, a man dressed in white streaked across the night like a fleeting meteor and quickly disappeared.
Lin Xin'er followed Leng Yanqiu to the Ten Thousand Burial Mounds on the east side of Sunset Cliff. Those unknown and ownerless bodies or those that had been deliberately disposed of were dumped at the foot of this high mountain. Some of them rotted into skeletons.
Some were eaten clean by crows.
Before I even got close to the Ten Thousand Burial Mounds, I could smell the pungent rotten smell.
Leng Yanqiu flew straight to the top of the mountain, and a group of crows flew across the night sky, leaving behind a string of harsh and sad cries.
The moonlight shines on Leng Yanqiu, who is standing alone in the forest, like a mourner reflected in the light.
Leng Yanqiu lit a pair of white candles, burned three sticks of incense, and lit the yellow paper in the bamboo basket one by one, scattering the ashes into the putrid valley.
As a rule, the bodies of the dead killers were thrown here, and this became their final destination.
"Do you think this can soothe their dead souls?" Two black shadows quietly fell behind Leng Yanqiu.
One of them kicked out the incense candle and knocked out the unlit yellow paper in the bamboo basket.
"What is Tianyan? Is it right for the Ximen family to take over the Leng family? If the descendants of the Leng family are like you, they will naturally be unable to turn things around. But there are still so many people in the Leng family who are willing to risk their lives.
It's a pity that they did not die in the hands of the enemy, but were forced to death by you, a disdainful descendant of the Leng family!" The dark figure who took action was slightly excited.