But the bright moon shines on the ditch

In the chaotic consciousness, Liang Peiqiu returned to the world where she lived when she was young.

It was a small courtyard specially rented by my biological father to support my mother. It was located in a busy city but far away from people. It's safe and unobtrusive, and the neighborhood is full of people going about their daily lives, so there isn't much time to get involved in other people's affairs.

My mother was an outsider, so apart from being bitten and looked down upon, she really didn't encounter much trouble.

Many times she grew up with the children in the street. In the crowded and lively alleys, she fantasized countless times that she was just one of the thousands of dust, even ordinary, at least ordinary. However, her mother's identity and her gender changed everything. All illusions were shattered.

The humid rainy season and long snowy nights constitute the entirety of childhood.

Until her mother sent her to a private school.

There, with a mediocre academic background and an ordinary family background, she was completely forgotten in a corner. She experienced the inconspicuous happiness of a speck of dust. She took naps unscrupulously in class and let her mind wander to the sky. Occasionally she had the courage to skip class, climb up a tree in the deserted backyard, look around, and spy on God.

Xu Zhiliu is the only light in the girl's obscure thoughts, enough to give her the courage to declare his talent and ruthlessness to the world. However, she hides him deep in her heart and places him properly, just like a famous artifact that needs to be sealed and waits for the opportunity. Only then can the dawn break.

She waited and waited for many years, and finally waited for that day, willing to dedicate her life to help God.

Unfortunately, he forgot about her.

He never needed her either.

Her admiration and patience are more like a one-man show directed and performed by a young girl, deceiving herself and others, and showing wishful thinking. There is nothing else, nothing more, at least at the point where they parted, this is what is left.

She is just a little girl, a little girl who is not frivolous at all. How can she not feel wronged? In the dream, she kept criticizing his harshness. She was obviously in love, why didn't she say it out loud? Why is he so smart but so stupid when it comes to love?

Why, after years of building up the courage, do you feel like you are frustrated when you see him again?
  Why does pure love when you are young turn into complicated right and wrong when you grow up?
  Why do they keep missing out?

Up to now, life and death, separation between heaven and man forever, everything is fate, right? She randomly tried to grab everything she could, but as expected, what fell into her arms was empty.

With tears streaming down her face, she murmured the man's name: "Xu Zhiliu, I'm here to find you..."

The dream became deeper and deeper, sinking to the deepest point, and unexpectedly only his good qualities were left, not even half of his bad qualities. She was stuck in the molten moonlight, sinking deeper every time she moved. Even if she only let out a weak neigh while holding her breath, the moon disk would bubble up, dragging her down a little further.

I don't know how long it took, but when her mouth and nose were almost completely swallowed up, there was a sound of rapid footsteps.

She subconsciously waved her arms that were already raised high, trying with all her strength to send out this long-awaited cry at the end of her life. Fortunately, she did not fail this time, and her hand actually touched a piece of cold clothes. The horns, soon, were replaced by warm, dry palms.

Everything around her became unreal. She didn't dare to confirm whether the hand she touched was real. She carefully tested and rubbed it... before she was completely sure, a force pulled her out of the nightmare. The reality of reality fascinated her, and she immediately fell into a warm embrace.

That chest gave her a familiar feeling.

Once upon a time, she seemed to have been hugged by the same person. Many years ago, she ran to death on a snowy night to report a message. She was almost burned to death in the sea of ​​​​fire at the Wind and Fire Temple. She was gently coaxed again in a carriage full of rabbit lanterns. …

Her consciousness slowly returned, and she heard conversations in the hazy state.

"It is the most powerful aphrodisiac. It was leaked from the previous court... It must be the method of the dog eunuch. Could it be that he discovered something?"

"Can this medicine cure it?"

"Yin and Yang must be in harmony and both heaven and earth must be cultivated, otherwise the qi and blood will be blocked, the meridians will be reversed, or death will occur."

After saying that, Wu Yin glanced at the man opposite him. Seeing his livid face and stern eyes, he couldn't help but cough slightly and looked away.

"Is there no other way?"

Wu Yin turned around and saw the two unconscious female concubines immersed in the bathtub, and thought: "Maybe, maybe finding an extremely cold place can alleviate the effects of the medicine... As for whether it can save lives, it depends on you."

No matter what happens with this kind of thing, you can't do it to others. Wu Yin was afraid that he would be confused at this time and talk about the gentleman's way, so he immediately added, "It is important to save your life, unless you want her to die now."

Xu Zhiliu no longer had the mind to pay attention to him, thinking that Hutian Kiln had dug an ice cellar in Zhenxi Liusuo to store winter supplies. Now is the perfect season, so the ice cellar should be in use.

He was about to run out while holding someone in his arms, but Wu Yin shouted, "What about the two girls?"

"You handle it yourself." Xu Zhiliu glanced at him lightly, "Do it cleanly, don't leave any beginning or end."

Wu Yin jumped to his feet: "What's that look in your eyes?! I, I, I, I'm still..." He's still a boy!
  While talking, another secret guard came to report that a large number of people were gathering towards Xiaoqingyuan. Xu Zhiliu frowned, thought of something, and retorted with a sneer.

"Are they An Jiu's men? They haven't left yet?" Wu Yin gritted his teeth, "If I had known that all the fire in the imperial kiln factory would be lit, let's see if he still has the time to plot against us?!"

"What nonsense!"

At this time, Liang Peiqiu twisted her body and whimpered. Xu Zhiliu saw several red spots appearing under her eyes, like red plums bleeding, and she was obviously extremely uncomfortable.

His throat was stiff: "Since we meet head-on, there is no need to show mercy."

"You mean, kill them all?"

"No one left alive?"

"Hey, please make it clear, I'm afraid I can't handle it properly."

Xu Zhiliu didn't have the time to talk to him, so he walked out. In the end, he was worried, but turned around and said: "The rabble will deserve to die."

"I understand."

An Jiu's soldiers were mostly rebels and bandits hired with large sums of money. Compared with the gentry's personal guards, they might have a slight chance of winning. However, this time they brought not the patrolmen, but Wu Fangyuan before leaving the capital. The gift given to Xu Zhiliu - about twenty people, all of whom were personally selected by Wu Fangyuan, all of whom had special skills and were well-trained.

In front of the dead soldiers, any living person will be less decisive.

Before the two sides could even touch each other, an awe-inspiring murderous aura spread in the air.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it accumulated a thick layer just after midnight. There was a clear and audible "crunching" sound when the feet stepped on the pine snow. Looking at the tendency of goose feathers flying, this heavy snow had hidden signs of something rare to see in a hundred years.

The world is sleeping peacefully, never thinking that what comes with the heavy snow may not necessarily be a good year. That night, blood was seen in the backyard of Anqing Kiln for the first time, and the sounds of fighting continued for a long time.

At this time, Liang Peiqiu was wrapped in a coat soaked in cool fragrance, and she had already rode through Jingde Street and entered Xiliu Institute.

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  There were many wars in the previous dynasty. In order to avoid disasters and protect the young and old, the people once dug ice cellars on a large scale. Up to now, during the decades of peace and prosperity in the dynasty, the ice cellars have been gradually abandoned and replaced by kiln houses and blank houses. The old scene of ice bricks is no longer seen.

Xu Zhongyuan also had the idea of ​​sealing the ice cellar, but Xu Zhiliu stopped him. On the one hand, Xiliusuo is located on the outskirts of the town and is desolate and uninhabited. It does not occupy the main land of Hutian kiln, so it is of little significance whether to seal it or not. On the other hand, as the new emperor's love for blue and white porcelain becomes more and more enthusiastic, the dispute concerning the famous kiln also becomes more and more fierce. The situation became more and more intense. In order to leave a way out, Xu Zhiliu not only did not seal the ice cellar, but also quietly widened it and dug a secret passage underneath to lead to the outside of the city.

This matter is extremely secretive, and even Xu Zhong does not know about it.

Xu Zhiliu reached the secret door with ease, swept the ice platform casually, spread his coat on it, and then put the person down. His movements were cautious and gentle that he had never noticed.

Liang Peiqiu was almost unconscious, but Leng Buding was stimulated by a cloud of cold air, her nerves jumped, and she regained consciousness. She managed to open her eyes, and after looking around, her eyes were fixed on the person who was gathering straw not far away.

His coat was underneath her body, with only a thin layer of blue silk underneath. It's winter, and even silk clothes and cotton wool can't withstand the severe cold that freezes three feet.

He rubbed the straw with one hand and shook off the ice particles on it, and searched for something in the haystack with the other hand. He stopped from time to time and rubbed his hands together. Soon, there was a crackling sound and a bunch of light lit up in the ice cellar.

He lit the candle, turned around, and met her eyes.

Liang Peiqiu's lips turned white. I don't know if it was the effect of the ice or the medicine. She tried to rub her lips several times before murmuring: "I thought you wouldn't show up again tonight."

Xu Zhiliu picked up the gathered straw and shook it hard a few times. Unfortunately, it was not dry straw, so it was a bit wet and cold, but it was better than having nothing at all. He spread the straw and spread it neatly on her body. His thin lips still contained his thin words, "It's not time for you to die yet."

Like her, he originally thought that An Jiu would at best be beaten to vent her anger or be imprisoned and tortured for a while, but he would never kill her. Who would have thought... He used aphrodisiacs and gave Meji a gift. , as long as she is a man, nothing will happen. Even if there is, as long as she begs An Jiu for mercy or finds a random man, she can still survive. Rather than directly killing her, An Jiu was merciful.

They all know this.

The key to the problem is that she is not a man, and Zhou Qiguang clearly discovered this, but did not hand her over.

Liang Peiqiu's hand touched her chest involuntarily. In the process of pulling with Nuji, the chest wrap has loosened, and with the breathing, the small hills rise and fall together.

She subconsciously clenched her clothes in front of her chest and stepped back against the wall: "When did you know about it?"

Zhou Qiguang made a movement and met her eyes. After noticing her movement, he realized something and took a step back. He looked a bit evasive and said vaguely: "This is not a problem you should be concerned about. You should think, what will An Jiu do if he finds out?"

"He has been fooled by me."

"is it?"

When I came back this time, I really saw that she had made a lot of progress, and she now knew that men and women loved each other. Xu Zhiliu said: "Do you think An Jiu was fooled away by your little tricks? When he came out just now, his troops were still in Anqing Kiln."

Liang Peiqiu was startled.

When she was carried away from Xiao Qingyuan, she was already in a semi-conscious state. She did not hear the entire conversation between him and Wu Yin clearly. She could only vaguely feel the noise, as if many people were nearby.

Only then did she remember that she hadn't seen Baili all night. Where had she been? If An Jiu's men start a fight with them, will they harm the innocent slaves of An Qing Kiln?

Once the thought arises, it cannot be put down. She struggled to get up and wanted to go back and take a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as her feet landed on the ground, her legs became weak and she fell to the ground. Even climbing on the ice bed to use her strength was too tight.

After trying a few times, she slumped back to her original position.

The fever in her body improved significantly, and she was not as burned as before, but the effects of the medicine were still clearly there, making her feel like there was something empty somewhere in her body, and she couldn't help but want to ask for something.

This was originally a physiological reaction to the effects of the drug, but it was too shameful for her as an inexperienced person. She gritted her teeth, forced down the unbearable wave, and glanced at the figure not far away from the corner of her eye.

The man still kept a proper distance and did not take a step forward.

She was relieved but deflated at the same time.

Xu Zhiliu didn't want to speak at first, but he didn't give up when he saw that she couldn't stand still. He couldn't help but said: "You don't have to worry about the Anqing kiln. Wu Yin is personally in charge and will not let them do whatever they want. Besides, An Qingjiu As long as he still has sense, he will never cause any lawsuit involving human life that should not happen at this juncture."

"You also know that the premise is that he is still sane. What should he do if he goes crazy?"

It was about the Anqing kiln. She didn't dare to be careless, and she couldn't afford to risk any life. Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and stood up again. Unexpectedly, as soon as her hand reached the ice platform, a sudden wave of heat surged up. After reacting, a trace of blood spattered out of his mouth.

Xu Zhiliu clenched her fists fiercely and stepped forward to hold her shoulders.

"Don't move. The more you use the medicine, the more severe the attack will be."

His expression was more nervous than that of her who was vomiting blood. His eyes wandered on her face and he spoke quickly, "Besides, if it doesn't end there, I'll set fire to cause trouble. An Jiu just wants to know who is helping you in the dark, why bother to use the knife?" Innocent person? Besides, Dong Ling Porcelain is imminent, and there is no one to be taken advantage of in the whole town, so how can he have the heart to bother him anymore? "

Hearing what he said, Liang Peiqiu's heart relaxed slightly, and she raised her hand to wipe the blood from her lips. With this movement, the clothes on the chest fell down, and with a rustling movement, the chest covering fell to the ground.

Both men saw the object.

Her movements were faster than her brain's reaction. Liang Peiqiu's face turned red, and she subconsciously picked it up and put it in front of her chest to cover it. Little did she know that it was unnecessary, what could the thin material cover? Xu Zhiliu did not hesitate to give in. She instinctively retreated, but she was worried that she would fall if she let go. For a moment, she forgot that she was in an ice cellar, and everything was slippery. Her feet staggered, and she was forced to lean forward.

Liang Peiqiu couldn't dodge and was thrown into her arms.

The clear breath and solid chest that belong exclusively to a man, and as the familiar touch revives, the heartstrings suddenly tighten.

Liang Peiqiu stared blankly at the ice cube above her head.

Xu Zhiliu was also in a state of embarrassment, and the sweet fragrance and softness under her body was no longer embarrassing. He closed his eyes, tried his best to eliminate distracting thoughts, panted slightly, placed his hands on both sides of her body, and gradually got out of the trough of desire.

After his breath stabilized, he stood up and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, his eyes wandered randomly, and finally he only squeezed out a formulaic question: "What benefits did you promise Zhangwu to convince him to abandon Sanyao Jiuhui? "

The weight on her body was lifted away, but Liang Peiqiu still felt a heavy pain in her chest, a dull, numbing pain. In this feeling of pain, something awakened.

She thought for a while before speaking: "Compared with the benefits of selling the three kilns and nine societies, isn't there more profit in the ancient artifact industry?"

The ancient wares industry has always been dominated by Hutian Kiln and Anqing Kiln, which are equally divided. If Zhangwu comes in to interfere, it is difficult to guarantee that the interests of the two companies will not be harmed.

What is her intention in doing this?
  After all, Anqing kiln will not be sacrificed.

Xu Zhiliu thought deeply and his face suddenly darkened: "I heard that you and Miss Xu from Hutian Kiln have a close relationship in private?"

Liang Peiqiu laughed: "My lord, you dug out all my ancestral graves and checked them, right? You said it was a private transaction, how can you put it on the table?"

"Miss Xu was Xu Zhiliu's fiancée, and Xu Zhiliu was also your best friend. Externally, a friend's wife should not be bullied. Internally, your status is inconvenient and you cannot give her a status. Is there anything wrong with you deliberately trying to get close to her? The purpose of suing someone?"

Combined with her actions of attracting Zhang Wu into the game, it is not difficult to guess that one of the three pillars must be injured.

Who is the knife in her hand?

Who is the person she wants to kill?

"Could it be that...you haven't given up on Hutian Kiln yet and still want to annex it?"

Liang Peiqiu knew very well how smart this new official was, and would not quibble when his intentions were seen through. He just said quietly: "When Xu Zhiliu was still here, Xu Dadong's family had not been in charge for many years. Now it is even more ridiculous and useless. He never leaves his hand with wine. Such a person Proprietor, what can you expect? After all, Hutian Kiln is a famous kiln in the world that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Instead of watching it wither and die day by day, why not take it under your command?"

Xu Zhiliu seemed to be dazzled by the whiteness of the ice cellar, her feet were shaking, and her hands were trembling as well.

"Can you eat it?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Liang Peiqiu!" In order to restrain his trembling, he clenched his hands into fists, but still couldn't help calling her by her name angrily, "If you want the Hutian Kiln, just go and take it openly, why would you hurt the little girl in the house?"

He stepped forward again, approaching with the coldness of frost and snow, but she was not afraid and raised her head to look directly into his eyes.

He has heard about Zhou Ya's history of dissoluteness, and he regrets that he failed to cut off his escape path in the first place, so that Ah Yao got married by mistake. Now He Li is at home, not only being criticized by rumors, but also being taken advantage of by others!
  Those eyes that were originally clear and shining were now covered with cobwebs that he couldn't understand.

He never thought that she would be a calculating person, but only today did he realize that she was more than just calculating? Behind every step she took, there was a heart that wanted to kill everyone.

How could she?

Isn't she also very affectionate with Ah Yao? Didn't he and Shi Nian often quarrel and bicker, just like children playing house? Could this all be fake?

Xu Zhiliu could no longer suppress the hatred that had accumulated over time. He pinched her jaw and squeezed out the long-decided verdict from between his teeth: "You are really a femme fatale!"

"Why is Mr. Zhou angry?"

Her voice was light and airy, relying on his strength.

The garden under the wrapped breasts was completely exposed to the public. She turned a blind eye and concentrated on smelling his breath. She wrapped her arms around the man's lean waist and said, "Who are you angry for? Is it for Xu Yao, Xu Zhong, or Hutian Kiln?"

Amid his shock and stiffness, her hand touched his thin but handsome profile, "Actually, I've been curious for a long time. You seem to be aggrieved for Xu Zhiliu, but what does they have to do with you?" (This chapter) over)