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love to not love

Hua Yunshang did not hesitate at all. When Hong Yuyan's attention was not on her, she mobilized her inner strength and flew off the ground with a tip of her toes, flying straight towards the firebird whose whole body was burning.

"Hey!" Hong Yuyan exclaimed. Even Lin Yi Zhi couldn't maintain his false innocence. Lei Tianyi also stared closely at the figure rushing towards the fire bird.

At that time, she was wearing Ye Yu's black fox fur, and her long untied hair was messy and stunning in the night wind. Her back was turned to everyone, and no one saw the determination and persistence on her face. They could only watch with bated breath.

, watching her approach the sacred bird that seemed to be the Suzaku, watching the bird flapping its wings excitedly, as if cheering for her arrival.

If it was a miracle that Ye Yu was hit by a fireball just now and did not turn into ashes, then it is obviously strange that Hua Yunshang flew on the back of the big bird unscathed.

What was even more shocking was that as soon as she got close to the divine bird, the flames around it were extinguished. The golden feathers were dazzling in the night. The waving of its wings was the ultimate beauty, and the fireballs that dyed the night sky red also disappeared at the same time.

, even the thick smoke on the mountain dissipated, everything seemed to be just a dream, an unrealistic dream.

If the bird resting on the big rock disappears, no one may believe this is true, but the divine bird exists so real, carrying flowers and clouds, waving its wings, and slender

His legs alternately stepped on the stone, and with a loud long cry, an ancient totem appeared under his feet. It was slowly changing and moving, and then formed a dazzling light pillar, covering the sacred bird and Hua Yunshang.

stand up.

"Oh my god." Hong Yuyan couldn't help but sigh.

The figures of one person and one bird became more and more blurred in everyone's sight, as if they merged into the beam of light. When the golden light dissipated, their figures were no longer on the big stone, and the blackened stone just now also recovered.

The usual cold white color seems to have never changed.

"Disappeared." Lin Yizhi was also surprised, "Master, where did she go?"

Lei Tianyi is well-informed, but this is the first time he has encountered such a strange thing. Such a living person disappeared under his nose. This is really weird. The most puzzling thing is that the god

The appearance of the bird, so many fireballs, thick smoke and ashes, all returned to their original state in an instant, as if the appearance of the bird was just to wait for Hua Yunshang to appear, and then pick her up and leave...

"Well, the night is cold and the dew is heavy, so let's go back to Zhuangzi first." Lei Tianyi's heart was also in turmoil. First, the high priest disappeared in his Qirui Villa, and now even the divine concubine was taken away by the divine bird, not to mention that he wanted to

How to explain to the world, it is even more difficult for people to believe the facts he has seen with his own eyes.

There is another worry that also worries Lei Tianyi, and that is the sacred object Fengtun. The guardian beast Suzaku has obviously appeared, but where is the treasure?

He looked down at the injured Ye Yu, his eyebrows knotted with worry. Although Emperor Ye Yu wrote a letter to him, saying that as long as Ye Yu promised to stay at Qirui Villa and never set foot in Kyoto again, then he would definitely never come back.

It embarrasses their father and son, but once the prince ascends the throne, Ye Huang is the master of the world. No king is willing to raise a tiger to cause trouble, and Ye Yu is obviously a mighty tiger. Ye Huang knows this very well. If he sits on that nine

Is the position of the Fifth Lord and the promise of Emperor Yehu really still useful?

Let’s talk about his rebellious son. He holds the military talisman of tens of thousands of imperial troops in the capital. He is supported by half of the officials in the court. Several of them are military generals. It can be said that he controls half of the military power of the Night Kingdom. If not

This time when he came to Qirui Villa, he fell into Ye Huang's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and because of the betrayal of his subordinate Zuo Yan, his chances of winning the throne were definitely not inferior to Ye Huang's. Therefore, he could not be willing to give up everything he had at his fingertips and hide his strength and bide his time.

After enduring for many years, Ye Yu definitely has the ability and determination to make a comeback, but another bloody storm is inevitable, and the outcome is unknown.

Lei Tianyi had just dared to confess to his son, so he was naturally afraid that something might happen to his only son, so he hoped to get the sacred object Fengtun, so that he could fight for it legitimately, instead of becoming the target of public criticism, and success or failure would be the result of banditry.

But now, we can only take one step at a time. I hope that the woman who was taken away by the divine bird can really find the high priest as she hoped, and it is best to bring Feng Tun back to relieve his worries.

***

Si Ye originally wanted to carry Sikong to the back mountain, but Sikong was seriously injured and she couldn't carry him, so she sent him back to the room and ran to the back mountain to find Lei Tianyi. Unfortunately, she was a step late and Lei Tianyi went there.

He had already sent Ye Yu back to the yard. Because Ye Yu was unconscious, he, as a father, naturally kept an eye on him. Si Ye did not expect that the master would be in Ye Yu's yard. Something happened to Jiulianwu, and Lin Yi

Zhi and Hong Yuyan left Qirui Villa overnight, so Si Ye went around in a big circle but couldn't find anyone who could help.

On the way back to Sikong's courtyard, Si Ye met Zi Zhu. She was walking in a hurry and had not even combed her hair. When he saw her, he asked: "Junior brother, let me ask you, where is your second senior brother? It was very noisy just now.

But what happened?"

When Zizhu was in Prince Rui's Mansion, she worked under Hua Yunyue and was used to being bossy. Now she was not polite at all to Si Ye.

"Ha, if you ask me, do I have to answer?" Si Ye sneered. She is a martial arts practitioner and doesn't like such delicate women very much. Especially when there is a red jade face there for comparison, she is even more...

I don’t like Zizhu anymore.

"you!"

"What am I, let me go!" When Si Ye walked past her, he deliberately bumped her shoulder hard. Zi Zhu was weak and staggered by her bump. She covered her shoulder and cried out in pain, gritting her teeth secretly.

Remember this person, he will definitely make her look good someday.

However, Miss Zhuer, who was left behind by Lin Yizhi, would never have thought that she would not be able to wait for the day when Si Ye would look good in her lifetime, but instead suffered from her anger at Qirui Villa.

Yes, although Lin Yizhi left Qirui Villa in a hurry because of urgent matters, it was not because he had no time to call Zi Zhu. He simply left her behind because he was afraid that this girl would make Hong Yuyan unhappy by following him.

Villa, he thought, she was originally meant to serve people, so it would be good to stay here, the master would be taken care of, and there were no bad people in the villa, so he could rest assured.

Zi Zhu, who was unaware of this, thought that Lin Yi Zhi was interested in her and waited impatiently at Qirui Villa. It wasn't until she heard about Lin Yi Zhi and Hong Yuyan's wedding a few months later that she packed up her wedding ceremony and went on her own.

He left and looked for his own way. Of course, this is a story for another day.

Si Ye returned in vain and had to stay in Si Kong's room to take care of him. He was unconscious for a long time. She sat on the edge of the couch and looked at him, holding her chin in her hands without blinking. Her senior brother was really good-looking.

It seems like I can’t get enough of it after so many years.

She had not seen him for several years before he came back to Beijing from the mountain. When he returned to the villa a year ago, she did not get any news. If she had known that he would come back to heal, she would definitely come back to accompany him...

Since Sikong suffered from old injuries, it was not uncommon for him to fall into coma occasionally. Therefore, Siye did not know that the senior brother she had secretly admired for many years was approaching his end and she still had the heart to sit by the bed and watch him commit a crime.

The nymphomaniac still felt sleepy after watching it, so he simply lay down on the edge of the couch and fell asleep.

Hong Zimo opened her eyes, and what came into view was the black head of her junior brother. He twitched the corners of his mouth and gently raised his hand to rub her soft short hair.

Si Ye was sleeping very lightly, so he woke up at that time. He grabbed his hand and shouted with a smile: "Elder brother, you're awake! You're awake now. You've worried me to death."

She said this, but she smiled easily. She only felt that although the elder brother was frail, he would always be the elder brother who could protect her. As long as she did not leave Qirui Villa, he would not leave him.

.

Hong Zimo smiled and said nothing.

"Senior Brother, are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to call Master?" When Si Ye saw him waking up, he kept chattering, "Master, it's true, I

I haven't found him after searching for a long time. Just wait and I'll invite him again."

Although Si Ye pretends to be a man and often talks bad words, she is actually still a simple-minded girl. Her heart is as pure as a clear water, and only the white swan princess in fairy tales lives there.

She would not even have thought that there had just been a fire in the back hill, but when she went there it seemed like nothing had happened, but the master was missing. Could it be that something had happened to the old man...

Hong Zimo grabbed Si Ye who was about to leave, looked at her messy short hair, and said, "Aye, let your hair grow longer. Girls still look better with long hair."

Si Ye froze on the spot and said stupidly: "Senior Brother, what are you talking about? Do girls care about my business? I am a man!"

The little woman who said this had no idea that her cheeks were already red, and she looked as cute as a child whose little thoughts had been exposed.

Hong Zimo still smiled lightly, and his spotless face looked particularly beautiful because of this smile. Si Ye was so fascinated that it took him a long time to calm down and said calmly: "I'm going to find the master."

"Wait." Hong Zimo stopped her again.

"What's the matter?" Si Ye stopped, but turned his back to him. He didn't dare to look back, for fear that she would see his red face. The senior brother tonight was so charming. How long has it been since he smiled so softly and beautifully? Especially.

Those eyes seemed to have suddenly gained energy, and their gaze was no longer as ethereal as before.

"Help senior brother take out the calligraphy and painting from the secret compartment of the cabinet." Hong Zimo said.

"Calligraphy and painting?" Si Ye pouted and moved reluctantly. She knew all the hidden compartments in his cabinet, but there was only one painting, the one with Hua Yunshang and Ice Lotus.

She always listened to his words the most. Even though she was unwilling, she obediently took out the painting and handed it into his hands. "Elder brother, why did you suddenly think of this painting and you can't see it... Can you see it?"

Si Ye jumped up suddenly. He had just looked at her hair, and the look on her face was clearly visible!

While she was ecstatic, she was also a little scared. She reached out to grab the calligraphy and painting he had just received. He couldn't look at it. Wouldn't he recognize Hua Yunshang after seeing it?

But Hong Zimo seemed to have guessed her intention, and moved the painting away first, leaving Si Ye to catch the chance, "Aye, it's getting late, you go and have a rest. Tomorrow, take me to say hello to the master, just

He said that my disciple is unfilial and has caused trouble to his old man over the years..."

"Senior brother, Master won't think you are a trouble." Si Ye's eyes were still staring at the painting, and he answered absently, "Besides, if you have something to say to Master yourself, it's not like... well, you almost said it.

Wrong words."

She wanted to say, "It's not like you can't see the master anymore," but this was such an unlucky thing to say. Fortunately, she stopped in time.

"You don't want to help senior brother with a message?" Hong Zimo raised his eyebrows, a bit naughty, changing from his usual indifferent attitude.

Si Ye also blushed and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, I'm really stupid. Senior brother is injured now. If you have anything to say, I will bring it to the master. Don't worry, I will ask the master to come and see you. If you want

You can say whatever you want."

"No, it's getting late. There's no need to disturb the master's rest," Hong Zimo held the smooth scroll and said with a smile, "Aye will also go to rest. You have grown up, and you should learn to behave like a girl.

Son, be careful, take good care of your master and yourself."

As soon as his gentle instructions came out, Si Ye blushed till her neck. She nodded casually and left Sikong's room in a hurry. She even forgot about her worries about him reading calligraphy and painting, and she also had no doubts about whether Sikong would regain his sight.

Sweeping it all away, as soon as he went out, he leaned against the wall and pressed the back of his hand against his red face, taking a deep breath, "What's wrong with the senior brother? He speaks so softly and charmingly... I must ask him clearly tomorrow!"

Then, Si Ye returned to his room and sat in front of the bronze mirror for half an hour. Sometimes he held his face in his hands in a daze, and sometimes he covered his face and snickered. He used a wooden comb to comb his short hair into a neat and tidy shape.

She was thinking, what would she look like when she grew her hair and put on a skirt? What would her senior brother's expression be like when he saw her like that?

That night, Si Ye's dreams were all pink and filled with sweetness.

Hong Zimo's room was eerily quiet. On the bedside was a wax table that Si Ye forgot to turn off when he left. He was blind, so he never needed to light a lamp in his room...

With the help of the weak candlelight, his eyes that should have been dull were looking at the picture scroll held in his hands affectionately. The woman in the picture had a smile as bright as a flower, she was as delicate as a flower, and she was a thousand times more beautiful than the pond full of ice lotus behind her.

"Xiao Shang, if I can see you again and hear you call me Brother Zimo, I will die without regrets."

He refused to close his eyes, but when he looked at the woman in the painting, he was content to hold the scroll and close his eyes, as if he was just sleeping quietly, but he could never open his beautiful eyes.

Perhaps it was God's pity that allowed him to fail in Xuan Shu. However, because he absorbed the spiritual power from the jade pendant left by Long Jiusu, he recovered his memory and saw the light again. Even if it was only for such a short time, it was enough to make him feel better.

His riddled heart was satisfied...

He has always been a great man. He was her brother Zimo when she was young. He taught her martial arts and piano practice. He has always been silently guarding that gentle and quiet girl. Unfortunately, she is not in love with him. Now, she no longer

It was her, and the happiness she was pursuing was still not something he could give her.

It's about the washing of time. He is not sad. The happiness he cannot give can be given by someone. As long as she is happy, why should she care about the person beside her? Is it him?

Love enough to not love, love enough to let go, Xiaoshang, if there is an afterlife, can you allow me to be selfish for a while?


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