Thinking of the soft affection in Shu Zhen's eyes when they met face to face on the Jinhong Corridor Bridge, Shao Kefan couldn't help but be startled.
At that time, he seemed to be laughing in his heart: She could actually be emotional towards others.
However, after Jian Xin's death, he could understand that kind of feeling. Two completely unrelated things. Probably, the pain of love is a common feeling for everyone!
What was she doing here? Could it be that she had accepted a mission from someone in the palace to kill someone in the palace, or... Shao Kefanying raised an eyebrow, sighed, walked into Qiming Palace through the gate.
Shu Zhen felt that no one would dare to hire her except Prince Ling, who was her master, and violated the principles that an assassin should abide by. No one would hire her, which can be said to be the tragedy of being an assassin and a bodyguard.
So, her jade...
With her martial arts skills, she could accumulate mountains of jade without any effort. However, she was not taking anything by force or stealing, she just completed the task dutifully and got the jade she earned honestly through her ability.
However, the matter of killing King Ling caused such a fuss that no one dared to hire Shu Zhen.
In another two years, her appearance will slowly age. Two years is the longest period for jade to nourish her beauty. Before King Ling and after Shao Kefan, she was employed by two employers, Soul Calling Bell, and inhaled a lot of jade.
pink.
Is it worth doing this? She once asked herself. For the man who couldn't possibly love her.
She still kills because of her desire to kill, but no one hires her anymore.
It was so sad, and her heart was filled with panic. She fell in love with the mirror and wanted to see more of this beautiful skin before she grew old. Anyway, more than eighty years have passed in this world, and the two-year period is coming, so why not
Go and end everything!
The Wilderness Abyss has achieved virtual unification. The king is already twenty-eight years old, but he is still unmarried. This tickles the hearts of the senior generals and ministers in the palace, and those with beautiful daughters are even more eager to try.
"I report to the king that I have a daughter, Xiye, who is in her late teens. She has been reading and writing since she was a child. She has practiced martial arts diligently. She is good at both civil and military affairs. She has a good temperament and a good heart. She knows the general outlines of the palace. If the king does not dislike her, I am willing to give Xiye to serve the king.
"
After finishing speaking, the second general of the Armed Guards, Mo Tiancheng, looked at the man on the throne with expectation. During the Battle of Manchuang, among all the generals of the Armed Guards, he could be said to have made the most military exploits, and he had a lot of scars on his body.
This was already the ninth courtier to mention marriage to Shao Kefan. He couldn't help but joked, "Of course I will not forget General Mo's illustrious military exploits. In addition to the rewards I gave you before, I will marry Xiye in the future."
The king will prepare a generous gift for her."
Mo Tiancheng's eyes were full of disappointment, but the king had declined politely, so he respectfully answered "yes".
"From now on, please don't rush me. I promise that the marriage will be completed as soon as possible." Shao Kefan solemnly promised, but his heart tightened.
"Yes." The king always kept his word, and everyone felt confident.
Jian Xin, you don’t want to marry me - but now, I have to marry her, and it can only be her -
He felt sad for a while, looking at the courtiers who were also sitting in the hall, but their expressions were as respectful as ever. No one regarded him as a human being anymore.
The feeling of loneliness, as empty as a wasteland, surrounded him. It was not a quagmire, but he was trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.
The Misty Path is the path that the king took from the National Palace back to the Qiming Palace. The gravel is covered with gravel, forming an orderly arrangement of water spirit patterns. On the edge of the path, there are plants that bloom all year round.
When the Lingshuanghua tree is withering, there are only two independent pink flowers blooming on the forked branches. However, when it withers, the two flowers fall together. This is the origin of the name "Lingshuanghua".
The path is full of colorful fallen flowers, and the scattered flowers are dancing and falling in pairs in the air, covering the ground. Even the wind blowing randomly from different directions cannot break up the scattered flowers. At most, they are all falling together along the same path.
direction drifting away.
When Jian Xin went to Qiming Palace to find him, he always took a detour in order to pass through the misty path. They had hugged each other and walked on the path many times. The man in red, the woman in yellow, a handsome king loomed between them.
Spirituality, a beautiful face, and no competition with the world.
They have completely different personalities, but they are deeply attached to each other.
The two flowers still bud and bloom together, and fall in pairs, but the beloved woman has passed away.
Shao Kefan let out a long sigh and walked slowly along the path. Being alone, there was no need to hide the pain in his eyes. There were times when his eyes were tired from being deceived by their master, but at this time, the fatigue was relieved a little.
A pair of indifferent eyes were staring at him silently from a place invisible to the naked eye.
"Come out, I know you haven't left." Shao Kefan turned his palm, and all the flowers in his palm fell down. They were originally mixed into a pile by him, but when they fell, they found their other half and fell together with each other.
After waiting for a while, no one was seen, but my ears picked up the faint sound of leaving.
It seemed that she stayed here really because of him.
The first killer!
Shao Kefan shook his head, smiled bitterly, and walked straight towards Qiming Palace.
Being discovered by him twice, Shu Zhen flew to the outer wall of the palace in a panic before landing, and steadied his body. It seemed that he could no longer stay here.
Without a home, whether she was employed or not, she was destined to be a wanderer. As usual, she walked in a random direction. Recalling the scattered flowers all over the trees and the ground, and the man in red standing among the flowers, she suddenly
He stopped, then quickly started walking forward, but he was getting farther and farther away.
I went to a mountainous area, squatted down by a stream, sipped a handful of water to quench my thirst, and sat there for a long time, my mind wandering.
Those eyes were full of sadness. If she hadn't witnessed his expression on the misty path, she really wouldn't have known how well Lord Cang Teng usually hid it.
He hurts, and so does she, hurting for him and hurting for herself.
After a long time, Shu Zhen took out a mirror made of natural crystal from his arms. The back of the mirror was coated with a layer of mercury. Since mercury is poisonous, the frame was made of frost hibiscus, the most precious tree in the wilderness.
In the mirror, there is a cold face, flawless.
Two years later, wrinkles will gradually appear on this face, getting deeper and deeper, like a knife cutting wounds on one's self-esteem. Although I have been used to decades of ups and downs, many things remain calm, but as a woman
, the pursuit of beauty is as strong as those of ordinary women.
Leave this world in two years! That fact is not something you can accept. Instead of dying in old age, it is better to end yourself in beauty.
Life is like a flower, and death is open, not withered.
She stared at the mirror and found that the eyes in the mirror were filled with sadness. Thinking that she had seen something wrong, she reached out and touched her eyes, but she felt a layer of cold mist.
She just wanted to watch him quietly in a certain corner, but when he discovered her, she didn't know how to go. It wasn't that she didn't dare, she just didn't want him to discover her feelings.
In two years, how many times could she meet that powerful and all-seeing king?
She was the murderer of King Ling, and everyone knew it, but Shao Kefan never ordered her to be hunted down, and those who wanted to mention this topic were kept silent.
Almost everyone in the palace knew that King Ling had been secretly competing with King Cang Teng. His death may have been planned, or else it played into the king's hands.
If he would...
However, she believed it was impossible for him to fall in love with her.
The dead woman occupied his heart tightly.
Shu Zhen stood up and walked in a random direction. When the desire to kill was strong, he killed a few passers-by and sacrificed their blood.
After finally handling a lot of things, Shao Kefan was lying on the soft couch in Qiming Palace. He wanted to think quietly about how to deal with the Eagle Kingdom, but his whole heart had already followed his memories.
Jian Xin didn't speak or laugh, and then committed suicide on the battlefield. How unhappy she was during the last year or so of her life!
Her final request was to be buried where the wilderness meets the sky, but he was unable to do so.
The painting she took out from the protector's arms was hung on the wall of his bedroom. Only after seeing this completely identical painting did he realize how much the protector loved her.
She always stares silently, with a hint of longing. It would be great if she could walk out of the painting.
Everything has passed, leaving only eternal scars that cannot be removed by any magic or medicine.
His eyes accidentally turned to the window that had been swept by shadows a few days ago, and suddenly he thought of the corner of the blue dress that had just caught his eye.
There are still people who are paying attention to him silently.
However, Shao Kefan only glanced at it lightly, and then ordered Hong Ying to pour Yuzhen and drink cup by cup until a hazy drunkenness appeared in his eyes.
"King, you are drunk, you can't drink anymore." Hong Ying reminded softly from the side.
"Get out of the way." Shao Kefan waved his hand.
Hong Ying quickly moved to one side and found Wang's eyes staring at the wall of the bedroom facing the main hall, and then he realized what he had blocked.
Shao Kefan filled a glass of wine, shook his head at the portrait, and with a "swish" sound, the whole glass of wine was thrown at the portrait. A short piece of pale white and blue jade belt passed through the air, and then landed in the opposite corner. Although it was only used insignificantly,
Although he had strong strength, the portrait was still shaken by the wind.
Hong Ying opened his eyes wide and felt relieved when he saw that there was no anger in the king's eyes. He was already the ninth slave serving the king. The previous eight were killed by the king for various reasons, so he was extra careful.
Every word must be carefully considered.
However, it was just an oversight, and he found that the person on the soft couch had disappeared. He understood that the king must have used the invisibility spell to go to the tomb again.
Shao Kefan leaned against the tombstone and slowly slid down until he sat completely on the ground.
"Jian Xin, why do you have to do this?" His throat was choked and his voice was low.
However, even in his blur of consciousness, his ears sensitively picked up the scent of people nearby.
"Come out, Shu Zhen." The voice returned to its usual calmness.
Just now, Shu Zhen put away the mirror and was about to leave. He smelled the slight smell of alcohol not far away and realized that he must be in front of the grave again. Thinking that he was not far from the grave, he couldn't help but approach again.
Shu Zhen hesitated, then walked out from behind the hidden trees and stood in front of the grave.
"Shu Zhen passes by occasionally and doesn't want to be noticed by the king." After bowing his head slightly and bowing his head, he said.
"Oh, really? Let's talk elsewhere." The slump on Shao Kefan's face disappeared, and when he turned back to face her, he was already indifferent.
The two of them landed in a relatively open area in the mountains and swamps, with only trees within a ten-foot radius visible.
"No one is hiring you now, what will you do if you don't have any money?" Shao Kefan asked directly, looking at the stunning appearance that was no longer inferior to Jian Xin's.
"A jade can support a person for two years at most. After two years, the appearance will slowly age. At the end of the two years, Shu Zhen will kill himself without hesitation." The cold and hard tone was just to cover up.
Shao Kefan was startled that the consequences would be so serious.
"You get rid of King Ling for me, and in return, I can give you endless jade."
Shu Zhen smiled and said, "Killing King Ling is a shameless act of betraying the master. Shu Zhen is guilty. Obtaining jade in this way will only deepen his sin."
He stared at her eyes that were clouded with murderous intent and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Shu Zhen takes his leave. I hope the king...take care."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. The blue clothes were quickly hidden in the jungle.
Just leave! The two of them were unrelated, so why should they stay? Just thinking of the choice she made, Shao Kefan couldn't help but sigh.
Returning to the tomb, he stroked the tombstone and felt a cold feeling in his palms. He took off his belt, exposed his chest, and hugged the tombstone tightly.