Remnants of Filth

After Murong Huang's death, Murong Chuyi became more and more reticent. He often locked himself in the refining room, and the only people who could easily see him from the top and bottom of Yuefu were Jiang Yexue.

During the funeral, Murong Chuyi silently pinched many clay figures, infused them with spiritual power, and slowly adjusted them, letting them learn Murong Huang's attitude and words, walking in his small courtyard. Jiang Yexue knew that he was sad and didn't say much. He took the drawings of the figurine and did the same.

However, he did more than make a figure like Murong Huang, some clay figures out of his hands, some like Murong Chuyi, some like himself, and even some, pinched like the one born just now, named Yue Chenqing child.

The noisy clay figures walked in the small courtyard, making a noisy noise, shattering the original suffocating atmosphere.

Murong Chuyi looked at him gloomily: "What the **** do you want to do? Find a difference?"

Jiang Yexue came to him and wanted to pull up his hand, but in the end he only held his sleeve: "Chu Yi, you can't just live in the shadow of Aunt Huang."

Murong Chu pulled back his sleeves, and said ruthlessly, "I don't."

It seemed that he didn't want to talk with Jiang Yexue any more, just turned around and walked to the mech stand alone. He looked at the fragments of the porcelain of the clay figurines and closed his eyes slowly.

There was a gentle voice beside him, something gently shaking his sleeves, unwillingly: "Chu Yi, Chu Yi ..."

"They said I didn't! Could you please--"

Turning his head, he found that it was only a small mud puppet, and Jiang Yexue himself looked like he was awkwardly coaxing him: "Not sad, not sad."

Murong Chuyi: "..."

"It will be okay, it will be okay."

Murong Chuyi stared at it silently, and for a while, his eyes slowly turned red. He turned his head and saw Jiang Yexue standing under the broad eaves of the house. Behind it was a lead-gray sky and snow-stained residual flowers, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind.

The two separated from each other and looked at each other. Murong Chuyi tried to speak a few times, but they all stopped at his lips. In the end, he had to hate and whispered a sentence: "... you are too pinch Ugly. "

Jiang Yexue laughed wryly, as if some kind of restraint had melted away, he walked towards Murong Chuyi, thinking for a moment, and gently embracing Murong Chuyi with a relieved gesture.

"You're right." Jiang Yexue coaxed him gently. "The little sister taught me how to pinch, okay?"

Murong Chuyi: "..."

The relationship between them at that time was really the most comfortable. Jiang Yexue still restrained himself, and Murong Chuyi was very close to him. In fact, Jiang Yexue often thought later that if he did not prevent the incident that happened later, everything would be different.

In the muddy sky cave, Jiang Yexue raised his hand and entangled Yue Chenqing's neck, and the tentacles were slightly cold, which actually gave birth to a kind of creepy frightened by a snake.

Jiang Yexue leaned down, his eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at him: "Yue Chenqing, you know, if it weren't for my help, would you have died in my mother's hands?"

Yue Chenqing was embarrassed.

Jiang Yexue's brown pupil was so close to him, as if moving the light and shadow that had dissipated years ago.

——

Shortly after Murong Huang's death, one day, Jiang Yexue took Murong Chuyi's small wooden toys made for the child, and planned to enter Yue Chenqing to play in the room.

Although he knew that many people's attitudes towards him were changed because of the birth of Yue Chenqing, he did not actually have any hostility or malice towards the child who was wrapped in it.

On the contrary, Murong Chuyi, although pitying this child, but hindered his face, never took the initiative to look for him, but just handed the well polished sand play to Jiang Yexue and let him send it to Yue Chenqing. Over time, the little wooden man, the small wooden horse, the small wooden fish, the little rabbit with his ears ... A pile of scattered things made by Murong Chuyi filled Yue Chenqing's cradle.

Jiang Yexue looked at the wood squirrel in his hand, and sighed funny and helplessly. He thought that Murong Chuyi should really take a look at it. If he sent it like this, where would Xiaochen Qing sleep? ?

Thinking all the way, walking to the door of Yue Chenqing's room, when he pushed in the door, he heard a "slam".

Jiang Yexue's sister-in-law, who cares for Yue Chenqing, turned her head like a frightened bird, and the overturned medicine bowl smashed to the ground, and the medicine inside hers made a hissing noise on the stone surface.

"Night, Night Snow Boy!"

He immediately recognized the poison in the bowl that was originally a rotten heart, and in anger, he grabbed the panicked maid: "What's going on ?! What are you doing ?!"

Bianniang is a greedy for fear of death, immediately nodding her head, kneeling on the ground and crying to Jiang Yexue to tell the truth, saying that it was Mrs. Xie who persecuted her and asked her to inject poison into Yue Chenqing's mouth. The life of the whole family cannot be saved.

Jiang Yexue listened to his mother's actions, but felt that the whole person was like a falling ice cave. He couldn't believe that his mother-in-law would do such a cruel situation for power, so he took his wife-in-law to look for Mrs. Xie.

The result was a hysterical scolding by Mrs. Xie.

"What can you blame me for? I'm clearing the way for you in the future! You're an indisputable waste!"

"What kind of morality, what conscience ... This world is originally weak and strong, is you too naive Yue Yexue! Do you know how old my mother has come to this position step by step? You have not struggled in the quagmire, you do n’t Know what it ’s like to be a slave! You wait, 20 years later ... No, not 20 years, after 10 years you will know that all the cruel things that the old lady did are for you! This is Yuefu, not What cat, cat, and dog family, he is without you, you are without him! Do you know ?! "

"Yue Yexue, how did I give birth to a woman like you!"

He was also sad and angry at the time: "Aniang, that's a life! Why did you become like today ..."

"If you can ask such words, it means that you don't understand what is called the Hou Family! Yue Yexue, today I am the future you! You wait! You keep him, those things that belong to you in the future It will be his thing, and then ... "The woman's sharp laughter came from that night many years ago, and her long nails scratched the bottom of the pot," You must regret that you stopped today Your mother ... "

"You will regret it!"

You will regret it ...

The woman with red eyes and red eyes, crawling through the spider silk, became crazy, suffering from hysteria, and finally even said nothing to Yue Juntian, insulting him in public as a mean man.

The result is naturally self-evident.

Yue Juntian originally favored her because she was obedient to Wen Liang and made good progress and retreat, so that he could feel the infinite tenderness that could not be found in the noble woman.

Now that the gentle tent has become a jar of vinegar, what else is he nostalgic for?

Mrs. Xie's favor fell into disuse overnight, and everyone saw that she had aroused Yue Jun's natural disgust. When there was no resurrection in Dongshan, they separated, and even the medicine repairing him no longer worked hard.

All of Jiang Yexue looked in his eyes. After all, he and her are mother and child, and the mother is so crazy, how can it feel good to be a son's heart. He went to her bed to take care of her, and tried to come in from outside the hospital to treat her with other pharmacists, but Mrs. Xie screamed and yelled at the sight of him, tearing and biting, and even stabbed Jiang Yexue with scissors. Throat.

She didn't recognize anyone and didn't listen to anyone's words. After a long time, Mrs. Xie confessed.

When the servants found her corpse, she did everything she could, and a black hair managed to fill her with the most expensive Hua Caizhucui she ever got, and her arms and necks were covered with golden bracelets and necklaces. Strings, orbs, and embarrassedly wearing a colorful bird robe that can only be worn by Mrs. Hou, she stole from Murong Huang's relics.

She even wrote a testament, ridiculous in paper, and suddenly thought that she was the heroine of this family, with extremely high respect and power ...

This woman's ambitions and fantasy dreams remain in this world in an extremely tragic and very ridiculous way. Her posthumous note made Yue Juntian's only sympathy to her disappear. She had one sentence that was true. Yue Juntian was a humble and fortunate person.

He rushed to deal with her funeral, and didn't even go to see her for a final look. The lady's Chinese dress was replaced with 缟素, and the dazzling Huasheng dream became a cold and cold monument.

And because Mrs. Xie ’s death book almost enthusiastically wrote "My child Yuefu Young Master Yue Yexue", and even wrote "My child must take the place of Yue Juntian and replace it", despite knowing that it was crazy, Yue Juntian still lingered in Jiang Yexue's heart. His attitude influenced the attitudes of other people in the Yue family towards Jiang Yexue. Once the seemingly alienation, overnight, became the naked ridicule and contempt.

"Crazy woman's son."

"The mother and son are so ambitious, ha ha ha ha."

Jiang Yexue lost his loved ones and was in a bad mood, unwilling to deal with people. In addition, he has always been personable, full of reading the book of the sages, is a gentleman who does not want to mess up into the mire.

Therefore, after these grievances, he didn't say much. Others were treated as if he and Mrs. Xie were the same, and he did not argue.

What can he argue? Could it be possible to tell me what had prevented my mother from killing my brother in the past? Even if she was ruthless and poisonous, she had treated him well before. Now that everyone is dead, how could he bear to put a stigma on her coffin board.

Nothing more.

Those pains, he swallowed alone.

It's just that Mrs. Xie's curse is like a white pupa, and he has been wandering in front of him with resentment — "Those things that belong to you will sooner or later become his things ..."

"You will regret this……"

"I am today, you in the future. You just don't know what a princely home is."

How many times woke up at midnight dream, waking up sweating, he looked hurriedly outside, Murong Chuyi still focused on debugging the wooden armor under the lamp.

He wheezed and lay back on the bed. It was okay. At least Murong Chuyi still believed in him. He didn't think he was greedy for power and hated Yue Chenqing. At least he can stay in Murong Chuyi's other courtyard, and when he wakes up, he can see that his favorite person is beside him.

For this reason, Jiang Yexue didn't have much resentment.

Even when Yue Chenqing talked, he drooled and reached out to him with a drool and a smile, calling him "brother, brother". He felt in his heart that this soft little life was cute and worthy of protection and care. Don't experience the same pain as him.

In this way, Yue Chenqing gradually grew up.

Soon he was at the age when he could go to school to practice. Because he was Murong Huang's son and was the blood of the royal family, Yue Juntian gave Yue Chenqing whatever he had best for him, and gave Yue Chenqing every opportunity, even before Some of the magical instruments donated to Jiang Yexue were collected and turned around.

"Your brother has lost his mother since he was a child. He is very pitiful. If you are an elder brother, let him be more."

"Your brother needs more care. You are very sensible. Don't compete with your brother."

"You have read a lot of holy books since you were a child. You should know what is polite."

Some uncles in the government who were ignorant of the shameful dogs were joking with him in a nasty and positive manner: "Yesu, you know how to be modest, and Fang is a gentleman."

Master Song, who was unaccustomed to speak, reprimanded him, but was stopped by Jiang Yexue. Jiang Yexue shook his head: "Forget it, you don't need to have general knowledge with them."

But as the things around him were emptied little by little, after all, a hole was opened in my heart, and the hole was getting bigger and bigger, and disappointment, fear, and resentment all lingered in it.

Until one day, Yue Juntian summoned him: "Yuexue, you have practiced with Chu Yi for so long, you have learned everything. In the future, let Chen Qing follow Chu Yi."

Jiang Yexue froze: "What?"

"For the father, the child enlightens, and he needs a better master to take him. You are sensible, and you can clean up the house today and let your brother live. He also likes to stick Chu clothes. You two, deserve to be Brother, everything looks like. "

Jiang Yexue gradually reacted from the earthquake, but did not move.

His behavior surprised Yue Juntian. Because Yue Juntian has become accustomed to saying everything well and saying nothing, so he didn't immediately agree to see him, but felt strange: "What happened to you?"

"Father." Jiang Yexue narrowed his eyes and pressed his anger, "Am I not sensible enough?"

"..."

"What do you think I have left? You might as well kick me out of this house, would that make your heart more clear, would Chen Qing feel that the place to play is more open?"

Yue Juntian was never hit by such a word, and he couldn't help but be furious, and shot the case: "You are wanton!"

"It's not me presumptuous, it's you doing too much! What am I in your eyes?"

"Yue Yexue !!! How dare you talk so nonsense !!!"

On that day, Jiang Yexue had a quarrel with Yue Juntian. Jiang Yexue was just a good-natured man. He was a good person, not a whim. He really got angry and only made the scene out of control. Yue Juntian was out of breath, snoring and panting, and finally pointed at Jiang Yexue's nose and cursed, "You are a wicked animal! Your mother said you want to take me instead, and I think you have this ambition! You pretend to be too deep !!! You just don't look forward to Lao Tzu! You don't look forward to your brother! You and your mother are just like one another !!! "

At the end of the quarrel, the whole house knows that the father and the son have kept each other for a long time, from the end of the quarrel to the hands. But after all, Jiang Yexue was young and helpless, and was soon controlled by Yue Juntian.

The whip was pulled down like a storm, and blood was flowing.

Yue Chenqing ran to the news, and was so shocked that she rushed to intercede: "A father, don't hit anymore, don't hit your brother ..."

"What do you know! What kind of person his mother is, he's the same!"

Said that the whip should be drawn according to Jiang Yexue's face without bowing down--

"stop."

A flash of light flashed, it was an extremely powerful spell, spreading the enchantment in front of Jiang Yexue. Yue Jun was caught off guard, his arm was sour, and his whip fell off. He turned back in shock and anger, and saw Murong Chuyi come in from the door, brushing his arm with his arm, pointing at the curse, and staring coldly at himself.

"Yue Juntian, are you enough!"

"... You?" Yue Juntian's lips trembled. "You, you actually help this evil animal ..."

Murong Chuyi lifted Jiang Yexue and turned his head sensibly: "He is my nephew."

"You touch him again and try to see if I can make you feel better."

Due to Murong Chuyi's appearance, things did not end up in the end.

In the quiet courtyard at night, the two sat on the steps under the eaves. Murong Chuyi wrapped the wound on his hand. The wound was deeper than the whip scar. He was hurt by his father's magic when he and Yue Juntian fought.

The father and the son quarreled, and when the father actually took the divine weapon to deal with his son, this was incredible.

Murong Chuyi was silent, and asked a rare question: "Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Yexue didn't answer. After a long time, he murmured in a low voice: "Before my mother left, I said that in less than 20 years, everything I have will become Chen Qing's things."

"..."

"But if I said I never thought about competing with Chen Qing's family, would you believe it?"

Murong Chu said: "I believe."

Jiang Yexue did not expect that he would answer so quickly, without even a moment of hesitation. In fact, he didn't want to cry at first, but when he heard Murong Chuyi say these two words so firmly, he suddenly felt so sad, so wronged, he buried his head in his knees, and couldn't cry.

He said I never wanted to fight for anything.

He said that I really did not want to be the master of Yuefu, and I did not have this ambition.

He said that I could give everything, why should I take away the last thing I could not give.

Murong Chuyi accompany him, and finally sighed softly and patted his shoulder.

And Jiang Yexue was probably confused at the time. After so many years of depression, he opened a vent. He was actually out of control. He looked up at Murong Chuyi and comforted him. He didn't know what he thought, or at this moment, he didn't think of anything at all. When he reacted, he had already reached Murong Chuyi and kissed his lips with his head down.

Just touching it lightly, like a dragonfly drenches water.

There seemed to be a burst of fireworks inside the skull.

Both men's heads were blank for a moment.

I don't know how long, Murong Chuyi finally recovered from the extreme shock. He shoved him away as if stabbed by a scorpion, and stood up arrogantly, with no blood on his handsome face.

"what are you doing--!!?"

Jiang Yexue saw Murong Chuyi's face, and his dizzy head finally flashed back to Qingming. He shuffled his hands and feet, flushed, and hurriedly said, "Chu Yi, I ..."

Murong Chuyi stepped back a few steps before Jiang Yexue tried to stand up and explain something, staring at him in shock and anger.

"Small sister, I'm sorry, I, I just ... I ..."

The name Xiao Xiao pierced Murong Chuyi sharply. The rain and gust of wind in his eyes were extremely chaotic. I pursed my lips a few times, but thought it was ridiculous to speak. He has always been accustomed to treating Jiang Yexue as an elder. Who knew Jiang Yexue had such a thought to him, he felt that the vest was cold and sweaty.

But it was no majesty to ask a person who had just been forcibly kissed to reprimand the other party. Murong Chuyi's face turned blue and white for a while, before finally waiting for Jiang Yexue to talk, she turned around and lost her way.

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