peach blossoms smile

Chapter 15 What right do you have to ask me to marry someone?
If he didn't hum from his nostrils, I wouldn't dare to enter the thatched hut. Hearing the hum, I was completely relieved again.The greater the style, the less suspicious the identities of the people in the house.

The inside of the house is very different from the outside, the rosewood chairs and stools, the mats made of thin white jade strips, the snow-white and long-haired carpet... When you step on it, the whole instep sinks in.

The hard and simple shell is rich and glorious inside.

A middle-aged uncle was reclining on a low couch, with a hardcover thread book in his hand slanted on his belly.Judging from the light, he is no different from the middle-aged uncle I saw before. It can be seen that no matter whether he is in a splendid prosperity or a small stove in a hut, the years are like a butcher's knife, and one knife after another is merciless.

I stood beside him for a long while, and he was lying on the low couch with half-closed eyes, showing no sign of getting up.Just when I was debating whether to step forward and pat him on the shoulder, or to wake him up by brushing his nostrils with plucked tassels, his fingers moved and pointed to the stool next to him.

So, someone moved a chair over.I quickly moved over and sat down respectfully.

After a long time, he didn't move again.Eunuch Mo coughed and said, "Princess, logically, you can't sit on it. This chair is for the emperor."

I stood up guiltily, and apologized silently in my heart: How unreliable is this princess who can make the voice of this man with upturned nostrils who grew up in the sinister palace fight tremble!

"Forget it, she's still young, and she doesn't know the etiquette in the palace." Wu Chongdi finally sat up straight from the low couch, "But for a person who is about to get married, there are still some etiquettes that need to be learned. " He looked up at me, "Especially marrying into the royal family, it's not like Jianghu. Although you have the status of a princess, in the end it's just a declining dynasty."

I just felt the buzzing in my ears, but I couldn't control it: "Why marry? I don't want to marry. What right do you have to ask me to marry?"

There was the sound of sparrows flying from the roof, and the candles flickered. Eunuch Mo, who was standing by the side, subconsciously put his hands on both ears. He might feel that this gesture was too undignified and unsteady in front of the emperor, so he put his hands down again.

Emperor Wu Chong was an emperor who had experienced many battles, so he lifted the lid of the bowl and drank a cup of tea amid my protests, and took the opportunity to interject in the gap between my voice: "What's wrong with marrying into the royal family? "

"Your Majesty, you have countless concubines in your harem and you have an heir, so you still want to marry someone younger than your daughter to fill your harem?" I said.

The lid of the tea bowl in his hand fell onto the teacup all of a sudden, his hands shook, and a few drops of hot tea splashed out. He looked up at me, and after a long silence, he said, "What are you talking about?"

I said, "Isn't that you?"

Eunuch Mo twitched his lips and said: "The emperor wants to marry you, Princess Ning, to Prince Ning." His gloomy face was often frozen, and he began to doubt himself. Will he bring a sword in the middle of the night to kill people when he hears the news?
"No, no..." I said.

"Aren't you and Bai Mi quite reconciled?" Wu Chongdi said.

His words did make me pause, and then I couldn't control it again: "What is He Delai? Is He Delai going to marry him? Have you asked my opinion? Do you know that we will be happy in the future? Oh... You want me to be like you in the future, with no place to hide in the palace, and build a thatched hut to pretend to clean up and spend the rest of my life?"

The tea lid in his hand danglingly covered the teacup, and the teacup danglingly placed on the coffee table.Eunuch Mo's voice fluctuated up and down, and there was even a trembling voice: "Master Rong, what are you talking about! Your Majesty takes care of everything every day, and there is no way out of it..."

On the verge of collapse, I quickly grasped the key point: "So, the emperor really built a thatched hut to clean up to avoid others?" How did the Lord hear this meaning from the old slave's tone? Oh, hello..." Eunuch Mo knelt tremblingly, and the gray hair on his head trembled.

"Bai Mi will also come back from Qingzhou tonight to reply." Emperor Wu Chong was different from ordinary people. He picked up the teacup on the coffee table, opened the lid and took a sip. Tea?"

Eunuch Mo quickly got up from the ground to get hot water.

I glanced at Emperor Wu Chong, and felt that although he was not on an important occasion to meet important ministers, he didn't need to maintain any appearance, but as an emperor, his appearance should not be too bad, so I pointed to the corner of my mouth and said: "Your Majesty, you There's tea in here..."

Emperor Wu Chong glanced over with cold eyes, and very calmly stuck out his tongue and licked the tea into his mouth.

"Don't think that if you play tricks in front of me, I will change my mind! The palace is too dull, so it's good that you have such a lively temperament."

In the eyes of a scheming person, other people have their own calculations in everything they do. He took my kind reminder as deliberately breaking the rules in order to get away. It seems that I really annoyed him.

I had no choice but to say: "Your eyes are as bright as a torch. Your Majesty, there is..."

He looked at me coldly, in disbelief.Eunuch Mo brought over a pot of water and poured tea into the cup.He hesitated for a while and asked, "What is there on my face?"

In front of Emperor Wu Chong, Eunuch Mo did not dare to turn his nostrils to the sky, so he got the imperial decree, so he dared to look at Emperor Wu Chong's face. star……"

Emperor Wu Chong kicked over with one foot: "Chamo is just tea, why are there so many taboos? I hate you people the most, as if I don't eat and drink!"

His kick and "Lao Tzu" made me feel close.

But before I could think of a way to calmly get him to dispel the inhuman thought that might cause bloodshed, the door of the thatched cottage was slammed open, and Bai Mi knelt down in front of the threshold: "My son I have seen the emperor."

At this time, Emperor Wu Chong fully showed his unfathomable emperor's heart. He stood up and said: "Since you are here, let's have a good chat with your fiancée."

Then, he turned his back, flicked his sleeves, and left.

Suddenly, the lights in the room went out, and before I could react, I heard the door and window being locked.

The moonlight poured in from the window lattice, making the mahogany table reflect spots of light and shadow.His lacquered hair shimmered softly, matching the light from the scabbard at his waist.I began to wonder if he would kill to silence him after hearing the news?
The wind blows the veil, making the carved tables and chairs in the room bright and dark, with mottled light and shadow.He sat on the chair and didn't make a sound for a long time. Under the reflection of the moonlight, he could vaguely see his hands resting on the back of the chair, his eyes seemed to have a faint light in the dark night, and half of his hair fell down on his forehead.

Is he struggling?Stuck between the preciousness of human life and the cruelty of reality?

I moved my steps to make sure that there were chairs and stools in front of him that could stop him for a while, and then I made sure that there was a gentle smile on the corner of my mouth, and then I went up to say hello to him: "Second brother, the big thief didn't How are you?"

He raised his head slightly, there was a wave of light in his eyes, he moved his body, and stood up from the chair. This action made me think that he had finally figured it out and admitted the cruelty of reality, so he had to solve this tangled reality , I hurriedly stepped back.Unexpectedly, it was not as fast as him, and while hesitating, I felt a gust of wind suddenly blowing up, smelled the smell of blood, and something crashed into my arms.

The moonlight came over, and he was frowning, his forehead was sweaty, but his body was trembling slightly, and there were one or two drops of water like morning dew hanging on his slightly curled eyelashes.Only then did I realize that the corner of his exposed white collar was stained dark red, the black clothes were already wet, and his body was cold to the touch.

"Help me bandage it." He half-opened his starry eyes, and his voice was like the wind blowing over the xylophone.

His body fell like sand and stones, making it almost impossible for me to hold him.Where the tentacles were, his exposed arms were sometimes as cold as ice, and sometimes hot as hot as a hand.I stretched out my hand, trying to untie his collar. After trying for a long time, I couldn't even open the collar.

"Don't be afraid." Under the moonlight, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered, "I won't die."

I thought about saying a few words that had nothing to do with me, but when it came to my mouth, it turned into a cry: "The emperor is too irresponsible. No, I have to find someone..."

"Don't go!" He frowned even more tightly, "Don't let people know that I'm hurt."

The wind blows into the room through the window gap, and I only feel the silence around me, as if there is boundless pressure pressing on me.

I suddenly understood that the "person" he couldn't let others know was Emperor Wu Chongdi.

Why?What happened between them?
My palms became even more wet, and under the moonlight, I could clearly see the bright red color, which was thrilling, like the most beautiful plum blossoms in the cold winter.

"What should I do? What should I do?" At this time, I deeply regretted that I spent too much time on catching beasts, so that I was not very good at saving lives and healing the wounded. start.

My hands are already stained with bright red, and there are signs of wanting to continue to soak.I tugged on the belt around his waist, and it was already out of order. I couldn't feel the movement of his body in my hands. Where my palms touched, his body gradually became colder.

"Don't die!"

But he was silent, he didn't hear a sound, his eyes were closed tightly, and under the moonlight, his face showed a pale color.

That is the color of death.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the scissors on the table, took them over, and cut open the skirt in front of him.Seeing the blood-soaked place, the skin was cracked by a huge sharp knife cut, how did he have the perseverance to insist on coming here?Why did he hide his injuries?

I had to do my best to control the trembling of my hands. I took out a cloth strip from the box to wrap up the wound, and opened his skirt, but a light red fell out of his arms.

It was a brocade handkerchief the color of the clouds in the sky, as soft as water.On one corner of the Jinpa, there is a word "Yun" embroidered with gold thread.

"Yunniang..." He closed his eyes tightly, grabbed me, and whispered between his lips and teeth, "Don't be afraid..."

That name was already the deepest pain in his heart, and once he touched it, it hurt to the bone.

The moonlight cast light and shadow on his face through the window lattice, he was so close to me, but I felt that he was at the edge of the sky at this time, already trapped in my own dream.

He was covered with scars for her?He must have found the real her.

I finally understood why he hid his injuries.

Yunniang... Concubine Yun must be a taboo that cannot be mentioned in this palace.

His palm was scorching hot, making my wrist feel like it had been scalded by fire. At this moment, the color between his lips and teeth has recovered... Maybe it was the name that he remembered so dearly that brought him back a little bit of life?

"She's fine." I said softly.

Only then did he loosen my hand, and he half-opened his eyes and looked at me: "Is it you?"

These words came to me along the fluttering thin curtain, and the thin curtain brushed against the end of my nose, making my nose feel a little itchy as if soaked in a jar of sauerkraut.

At this moment, I was a little thankful that he was injured. Because of the injury, he probably didn't know what Emperor Wu Chong wanted to do, so he wouldn't kill people to silence him.

With my temperament, knowing the cause and effect, I should take out a piece of rose candy from my sleeve pocket to celebrate, but the rose candy was put into my mouth, but the sweetness of the past was gone.

I remembered someone said, more is better. In our village, if a wife and husband fight and cannot win the fight, they will yell at the head of the village and call all the people in the natal family, including holding breastfeeding milk in their hands. child.At this moment, without words, the fight is won... If the food is tasteless, just add more salt, if it is not sweet enough in your mouth, just eat one more piece.

So, I took another piece of candy out of my sleeve pocket, peeled off the skin, and put it in my mouth, but it was still tasteless.

Instead, the mouth is slightly bitter.

So, I touched another piece of rose sugar and wanted to bring it to my mouth, but before it was delivered to my mouth, my fingers were swept by something warm and wet.When he looked over again, the rose candy had disappeared, and he chewed slowly with his eyes closed: "This candy is so sweet..."

The residual temperature at the fingertips seemed to spread from the fingertips, spreading all over the body at once, and the temperature continued to rise, making me feel like an ant on a hot pot.

When I touched the ice-like handkerchief, the ants on my hot pan turned into ants on the ice cubes... It was freezing cold.

The clothes on his body didn't feel warm at all, and what he was wearing next to his body seemed to be a thin shirt made of ice chips.

The wind blowing in through the gap in the door added a bit of coldness.

There was no heater in the house, and Emperor Wu Chong was very careful and took away all the things that could generate heat, including the palace lanterns with covers.

What's more intimate is that there is only a brocade quilt on the low couch, so you have to struggle with whether to cover the same quilt with others, or let one of them freeze to death?
I have been with my father for a long time, and I also have the ability to predict the future. I can imagine that when the door of the palace opens tomorrow, a group of people will pour in in unison, or they will be stunned. Looking at the two people hugging each other and covered with brocade quilts in this room, the one who couldn't restrain his emotions screamed: "Indecent!"Those who have stayed in the palace for a long time and are seasoned sighed, stepped forward and asked with concern: Is the quilt still warm?It's not freezing, is it?There is also that open-minded and open-minded way: Hahaha, great, there will be a wedding in the palace again, maybe double happiness... Hahaha...

Then, I am not far from being murdered and silenced.

Bai Mi's face turned pale again, and his body shrank into a ball.He, like me, cannot stand the cold at this time.

If you don't want to develop towards the predicted result, you can only do the opposite, I touched the fire pocket in my arms.

I piled up small footstools, clothes racks, and pillow inserts, and warmed up the room.The warm firelight reflected on the faces of the two of us, and the room was filled with a kind of happiness like the warm winter sun.It’s just that these materials are too expensive, but precious things must be rare, so the burning happiness is very short-lived. In order to maintain this hard-won happiness, I have to search around and keep adding bricks and tiles.From the incense sticks of a favored concubine that Emperor Wu Chong kept under his pillow, to the low sandalwood couch he usually sat on, in the end, they all turned into this melting fire.

The bonfire exuding fragrance really makes people very happy. It is also very happy to imagine the people outside the house gritting their teeth to control the heartache, struggling between rushing in and not rushing in.

It's a pity that Emperor Wu Chong was the founding emperor, and the founding emperor always had one or another eccentricity, such as simplicity, so the things in this house were almost burned to the ground very quickly.

Although I am in the palace, the cold wind always penetrates and the heat dissipates quickly. I can't bear the cold, so I looked around. Now the only things that can generate heat in this house are the thatched roof and the door.

I'm torn between the thatch and the door, the thatch is too high, I have to climb up the pillars to make it generate heat, but if I light the door, will it start a chain reaction?For example, letting the company burn with fire, or getting a crime of deceiving the emperor?Do you dare to burn the door sealed by the emperor?
What's more, if these two things are all turned into a melting flame, I'm afraid that those who are gnashing their teeth outside and holding back from rushing in can't help it either.

Everything should not be too much, and there must be room for it.

There are too few doors and a lot of thatch. Pulling one or two handfuls down can at most make the stars and the moon in the sky visible when sleeping in this room at night, so I finally climbed up the dragon pillar and crawled towards the thatch on the roof.

Although the thatched huts in the palace are thatched huts, they are made by skilled craftsmen who built the palace. Compared with the thatched huts in the countryside, they are similar in appearance but different in spirit.Therefore, this seemingly thatched thatch took me a lot of effort, but because of the fine workmanship, I pulled it up with its roots and skins. Originally, I just wanted to pull a small handful off, but I accidentally broke the roof. a big hole.I saw the dark night sky, with two or three stars, a bright moon... and the handsome figure sitting on the roof against the stars and moon.

The bright moon shines on his face, his face is like jade.

The deep red in the daytime turned dark red because of the night, like the setting sun in the evening, reflecting the sunset glow.

He and I stared at each other for a long while with big eyes and small eyes, and we were speechless for a while.We meet on the roof, although we are acquaintances, but it is not easy to say hello: Hello, are you coming up too?Everyone, let's sit on the roof in our free time, and tear down the roof when we have time...

So I had no choice but to say: "Brother, you are really dedicated to your work. You even do the patrolling of the palace yourself, and you do everything in detail, even patrolling the emperor's thatched roof."

A suspicious dark red appeared on his face, but he raised his sleeves, covered his mouth and coughed, looked up at the bright moon in the distance, and said: "Today the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the bright moon is bright and bright, you can see everything at a glance..."

Whenever he expresses his feelings, his appearance is very literary, which is far from the usual appearance of a cold prince.Whenever this happens, I have to follow the trend, so I followed his tone and said: "Yes, the night is like a fine black velvet, and the stars are like gems embedded in the black velvet. The night sky, How beautiful it is, sitting on the roof, as if I want to fly away..." I held the dragon pillar connecting the roof and the floor with one hand, looked at the vast starry sky, and held the thatch pulled from the roof with the other hand, He struggled back and forth between falling and resolutely not falling, "Brother, do you want to go inside and warm yourself by the fire?"

Then he inadvertently turned his eyes to the hole, glanced at Bai Mi inadvertently, took out a small bottle from his arms inadvertently, handed it to me, and said as if he suddenly remembered: "There is a bottle on me. Yunnan Baiyao is a burden to carry, if you need it, take it."

His deliberate "inadvertence" really made people feel too careless, and I was holding the dragon pillar in one hand and the thatch in the other, so I couldn't separate my hands to take the bottle, so I looked at him and then at the bottle.In this way, my expression may have caused some ambiguity in him, a kind of suspicion and some irony, and my heart is like a mirror but also some irony.So under the bright moon, red clouds floated across his face.

In fact, I really didn't think about "ridiculing" him at the time, and I was thinking wholeheartedly about how to get an extra hand to catch the small bottle, because I couldn't have an extra hand, so I had to kindly invite: "Brother, how about you?" Come in and enjoy the fire?"

My tone was sincere and kind, and I thought I was very kind, but I don't know why the expression on his face turned green under the moonlight.His eyes flickered like broken gems, which could also be interpreted as dodge.So, on certain occasions, no matter how serious and normal what you say, people will always think in a crooked way, not serious, not normal.For example, once, for the sake of convenience, I changed into men's clothes and went to the pond to pick lotus roots. The lotus roots I picked were really tender and delicious, so I was full of praise: tender and plump, I really wanted to bite them down.As a result, the fisher girl next to me with her sleeves rolled up and holding a penny chased me for fifty miles, yelling loudly while chasing me, catch bastards... As a result, the chase turned into a roundup of hundreds of fisher girls from all directions.

With this lesson learned, I felt the crisis before it broke out, although I still don't understand what the crisis is, so I slid all the way to the bottom holding the pillar.

It's a pity that the pillar was too slippery, and I had a deep-seated panic about the prince, so when I slid down to the bottom, I couldn't stand stably, and fell to the ground suddenly, hitting my head on the cold blue brick and stone slab.When my vision was blurred, I heard the wind on my clothes and the flow of dark fragrance. The bright yellow boots flashed past my eyes and went straight to the extinguished fire.

Beside the fire, leaning crookedly, is Bai Mi, with a weak breath, and his face is bright or dark under the light of the fire.

When I opened my eyes again, I heard the sound of cloth being torn. This sound had no choice but to remind people, and it made people turn pale with shock.Some other emotions were mixed in Bai Mi's rare cold tone: "What are you doing?"

Therefore, at this time, I also felt a sense of righteous indignation, and I really wanted to shout: catch bastards!But in the end, before the words were uttered, they were tossed and thought over and over again in their minds, and then they thought about a series of questions that made people have to think about this place, who they were, and who they were. The words: "Two... ah!"

Bai Wending was obviously confused by my word "two", while tearing up Bai Mi's clothes, he looked back at me coldly.That look really had some killing intent, so I had no choice but to yell, "A... ah!"

As soon as the number came out, he was confused. While being confused, he opened the porcelain bottle and sprinkled the medicine powder on Bai Mi's wound.He looked at it for a while, and finally understood: "There is only one wound, which hurts the heart and lungs. The blade is narrow and sharp. This is a sideburn sword used by women!"

Three thousand blue silks are wrapped around the temples, and the jade hairpin is like a sword holding the double servant girls.

The sideburn sword is mostly made of jade. It is almost impossible to cut such a large wound on the body of the spy chief Bai Mi. The only possibility is that he is willing.Just like in the villa, he can be caught without a fight, and for her, he can hide his injuries... Yunniang has reappeared in the world again, and I can even guess that she, back then, failed to commit suicide or if she did not commit suicide at all, she would be killed by Bai Mi. Hidden.

Yun Niang is indeed a person who cannot show his face in front of Emperor Wu Chong, so his injury can only be hidden.

What can he do for her?
Of course, the affairs between them are none of my business. If you want to meddle in business, it's not my turn. There is a meddling person here!
Thinking of this, I touched another piece of rose sugar and stuffed it into my mouth, only feeling that the sugar was slightly bitter.

Bai Wending has said so much, but in fact it can be summed up in one sentence: "Who hurt you?" Bai Wending is a cold and lonely person, and Bai Mi is a cold and indifferent person.Both of them have a large group of subordinates, and before the words are spoken, the person who is good at observing words and expressions has already spoken out the words that have not been spoken.So, here and now, the two face each other, but have nothing to say.

I was a little annoyed when I saw the two of them. The air pressure in the room was very low, which made people feel a lot of pressure.I thought about it for a long time, and felt that if I didn't find a way to break this dullness, the final result would be that everyone might be suffocated to death.I looked around, but after looking for a long time, I couldn't find anything to talk about. The room of Emperor Wu Chong was burned too clean by me, and there was no place to put the teacup.Originally, I planned to make a cup of tea for each person, and everyone sat around, drank tea, chatted, and the atmosphere became active.But now there are no tables, chairs, benches, why can’t someone sit cross-legged on the floor in the center of the hall holding a cup of tea, take a sip and pat the floor, right?Sing another "Lotus Falling"?

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more oppressive, in the firelight, the eyes of both of them were a little wrong.It contained a lot of ice balls, which turned into ice knives accidentally and hurt the fish in the pond.In addition, Emperor Wu Chong just promulgated such an unreliable oral order. In my opinion, this oral order can cause riots in all directions and make me the injured fish in this pond.

So, I was very anxious, and when I was anxious, I wanted to retreat to the door.But as soon as I stepped in, I realized that I had already arrived at the door. The door was locked, and there must be some people waiting outside the door with gnashing teeth.But there is no unparalleled road, so I saw the opening of the roof of the thatched hut that was just demolished.

Looking from the opening, there is a bright moon slanting there, and the clear light is sprinkled in the house, shining on the empty floor, and also seeing the small square handkerchief hanging on the dragon pillar, with a breeze blowing, That Fangpa once appeared to fall from the dragon pillar like a cloud.The moonlight is like silver, shining on it, I can clearly see the faint glow in the handkerchief, the flowing brilliance, like clouds, and like liquid dyed with colorful colors, soft and long, radiant, fire-like Where it is reflected, amidst the radiance, there seems to be a mountain reflecting water.

When I woke up, I realized that I had walked to the side of the pillar and put on the square handkerchief. But at this moment, the square handkerchief was light and cloudless, without the dazzling splendor just now. Touching it in my hand, it was just It's just a square handkerchief that is softer and thinner than ordinary handkerchiefs.

"Where did you get this handkerchief?"

Suddenly, the square handkerchief disappeared from my hand.Looking over again, it was already in Bai Wending's hands, the character "Yun" on the corner of Fang Pa lingered on his fingertips.His nails are transparent and sharp, like a sharp knife... I quickly jumped forward, took advantage of his unpreparedness, snatched the square handkerchief from his hand, and hid behind Bai Mi.

Poking his head out from behind Bai Mi, I could see clearly that he twirled his fingers, retracted his empty hand, and at the same time retracted the bewilderment on his face, and then he looked towards me: "This handkerchief, Where did you get it?"

His tone was as cold as ice, and he hit me with the cold wind, so I had to shrink back behind Bai Mi. Fortunately, Bai Mi's back is wide enough, and I still have room to hide behind it. I forgot for a moment that the straw Bai Mi was actually a sinking straw.

According to Xia Han and Xia Ji's textual research, there is a disconnected and continuous complex between Bai Wending and Bai Mi. Of course, this handkerchief embroidered with the word "Yun" may be the culprit who provoked this complex.And I may become the innocent passer-by.According to my experience, this supporting role as a passer-by is always the kind of person who dies the fastest.So, in order to avoid this kind of treatment, I shrank behind Bai Mi, poked Bai Mi with my finger, and said in a low voice: "Second brother, we can't hide it anymore, let's tell him."

I poked it several times with my finger, but Bai Mi didn't move, which made me fall into a terrific hesitation.The only chair in this room is the one that Bai Mi is sitting on.Looking from the foot of this stool, Bai Wending's bright yellow boots are getting closer and closer stepping on the marble tiles.

Wide sleeves swung up, a fist with blue veins looming.

Bai Mi sank on the treasure chair, showing signs of falling asleep and not knowing when she would wake up.

The situation was urgent, so I stood up from the chair and said to him in a lively yet serious manner: "Under the pressure of my second brother, I didn't want to tell you the truth, but now that the situation is like this, I have to tell you In fact, this handkerchief looks like a handkerchief to you, but it is not a handkerchief. The 'Yun' embroidered on this handkerchief looks like a woman's character, but it is not a woman's character. "I was thinking about how to rationalize the words, so that Bai Wending will not blame me for my snatching behavior just now, and everyone laughs and wipes away all grievances.But I felt that the more I talked, the more the veins on his fists became more violent.

Bai Mi was still sinking on the precious chair, motionless.

Suddenly, Bai Wending's wide sleeves moved automatically without wind, as if there was a glimmer of light.I screamed: "Don't kill me, anyway, I am also your relative."

For a long time, there was no sign of heavy objects or sharp blades touching my body. Instead, I heard a few uncontrollable panting and the rattling of teeth.

His outstretched hand was in front of me.

I put down the sleeves that covered my face, and in the moonlight like water, I could clearly see the protruding masseter muscles on Bai Wending's stone-like cheeks.His words reached my ears, without the usual coolness and joy: "Give me that handkerchief!" His open hand was as round as jade under the moonlight leaking from the roof, and his fingernails were neat. I immediately felt relieved when I saw the signs of my son's murder.Based on all the past, I feel that no matter how cold and cold this person is, he must always maintain a bit of humanity in front of Bai Mi, from the pursuit of the small mountain village to the trap of the valley villa, he always has room for it.Thinking of this, I can't help thinking about it, thinking that this is a weakness that no matter how fierce a person is, it seems that Bai Mi, the straw, can still make me cling to it for a long time.

So I immediately felt relieved and decided to fight back: "It's not that I don't want to not tell you, brother, but my second brother repeatedly told me that this handkerchief involves many people, so I must not show it casually in front of others, that's why I was in such a hurry to show this handkerchief to you." I snatched the handkerchief from my elder brother." But in fact, I regretted the snatching action just now.

It seemed that the momentary radiance on the handkerchief had inexplicable magic power, which made me make such movements involuntarily.

But I can't confess my heart to Bai Wending: Actually, I don't want to snatch the thing in your hand, but in fact, this thing attracts my hand to take it uncontrollably.

It is conceivable that he would smile lightly, calmly: In this case, it is useless to have this uncontrollable hand on you.

Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of white light, or the sound of bones breaking.

All the previous thoughts made me very depressed. Normally, when I was in such a depressed situation, I would have handed over the handkerchief a long time ago, but today I don’t know what happened, I just don’t want to hand it over.

His outstretched palms continued to spread out, and there was an impatient look at the corners of his eyes and brows: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Brother, do you know Niang Yun?" I asked suddenly, "Brother has seen the word 'Yun' on the corner of the handkerchief before?"

He was shaken all over, and the expression on his face instantly changed from white to pale to pinkish white and then gradually turned green.When I looked at it more clearly, it turned out that all the previous changes were my illusions. It was the blue veil fluttering, and the transparent veil reflected the expression on his face. His face was as expressionless as marble.

But his eyes, on top of the original coldness, added a bit of coldness, as cold as ancient jade buried under a thousand-year-old cold mountain.

(End of this chapter)