"Tell me, eight years ago... I... I have always suspected that on that night at Weiyang Palace, I learned that Yu Fu had been practicing Ghost Shadow Hands for many years, but the little girl eight years ago didn't know martial arts at all. She helped
I scraped my ankle when I entered the cave. It was bleeding profusely. Although I couldn't see it with my eyes, I will never forget the horrible smell of blood.
I asked her if there would be any scars. She said yes, but it was worth it, but Yufu Ankle would not. She said that it was cured after she took Ying Ningxue Ji Wan, but Ying Ningxue Ji Wan only existed in legends. Today I
After seeing Bai Xiaolou use it for you, I realized that this Ying Ningxue Muscle Pill only had a bottle of Yufu thirty years ago. How can you get it? Even a bottle from thirty years ago is a treasure of the Bai family. Yufu was still a child at that time.
Child, how can I get it?
Apart from you...I can't think of anyone else...because your love was so pure and attached to me..."
Yelu Zongxiao couldn't speak intermittently several times. This was completely unlike him.
A man who has been burdened with so many secrets from deep inside the palace, there are times when he is so incoherent.
The secret that has been firm in his heart for eight years is now being unveiled layer by layer, and the seemingly beautiful veil is being unveiled layer by layer, and the original truth is being analyzed...
Looking at Yelu Zongxiao's helpless child-like expression, Mu Liang shook his head in confusion, and immediately, there was a cold and sarcastic sound,
"Simple attachment? Ha... Yelu Zongxiao, are you still embarrassed to use this word? What eight years ago, I..." Mu Liang wanted to say that she didn't remember what happened eight years ago, but she didn't finish her sentence before
, there are scenes of familiar scenes appearing in front of you, as clear and clear as yesterday’s scenes clearly reappearing.
Eight years ago...Feidu Mountain...cave...
The ground was full of red candles. The innocent and harmless little girl playfully arranged the candles into two words... Zong Xiao
The boy was temporarily blind because of the serious injury. He had no idea what the little girl had done and couldn't see her appearance. He could only curl up on the ground, holding the little girl's cold hand tightly with one hand and holding the other hand tightly.
His hands groped to touch her thickly bandaged ankles.
"Does it hurt?" the little boy asked
"I don't know." The little girl smiled sweetly, her smile was bright and bright, but it was a pity that the little boy couldn't see it.
"Why don't you know? If it hurts, it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." The little boy asked in confusion.
"Well...it actually hurts a little bit, but it's also a little numb, so I can't tell what it feels like." The little girl's innocent words made the boy laugh and cry, so he told her,
"This is painful and numb. It seems that your injury is not serious. You are numb now. After a while, the pain is gone, and it will be excruciating pain. If you can't bear it, just bite my wrist. Okay."
"?" Twelve-year-old Yelu Zong's bright and clear light flashed, but it was a pity that he could not see anything at that moment.
Today, many years later, his only regret is why... he didn't ask her name!
"It's okay, I can get through it... At home, the third lady..."
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll give you some water." The little girl suddenly stopped talking in the middle of her sentence. Yelu Zongxiao was in pain and was dizzy at that time, and he didn't hear clearly what three words the little girl said after that. It seemed like
What three...
Thinking about it now, could she be talking about the third lady? But she originally wanted to say that at home, the beating, scolding and abuse of the third lady were much more serious than this.
"Don't leave until I regain my sight, okay?" This was the first time he asked for help. Since he was a child, he knew that he was not favored by his father, and his temper was rebellious, stubborn and willful, and he would never ask for help.
Even if he robbed his second brother Yelu Xiran's things and was whipped and scolded by his father, he would endure it with gritted teeth and would never compromise.
He suffered this kind of loss many times, but never remembered it for a long time. But now, he can't see anything. Only with such a thin and slender little person by his side can he be willing to release all his loneliness and loneliness.
"This..." The little girl was obviously hesitant.
"Your family will be worried. I'm sorry. I'm too selfish... Just leave. If I send a signal later, someone will pick me up." Twelve-year-old Yelu Zongxiao forced a smile, with a faint smile on his lips.
Although the smile is twelve years old, it already possesses the noble and inviolable aura of the Liao royal family.
The little girl stared at him, blinked her eyes, then shook her head and spoke crisply,
"It doesn't matter, I don't have any family and I will accompany you..."
"Really? Thank you." Yelu Zongxiao was so overwhelmed with joy that he ignored the little girl's helpless tone when she said she had no family.
In one month, the most pure and innocent love between him and her passed in a blink of an eye, and this was how it came about...
However, on the last day of this month, when she went out to collect wild fruits and came back, her voice had changed. Although her voice had changed, she did know everything that had happened to them in the past month. She said that she was given drugs by traffickers, and she was originally going to
He sold her down the mountain, and then she ran away desperately before coming back here. She also said that the traffickers would come after her. This made Yelu Zongxiao determined to send out a signal lock and call the guards who searched for him without success for a month.
At that time, he was only twelve years old, so he naturally had no doubts about the little girl whose voice suddenly changed.
Especially when his eyesight recovered and he saw a sweet and harmless girl like Yu Fu in front of him, his heart naturally moved.
And during that month, the reason why he refused to return to the palace was to see if his father would care more about him than his second brother if his life or death was uncertain. However, he was extremely disappointed when he returned to the palace.
At the first moment, all I saw was that my father was holding his second brother's hand, leaning down to teach his second brother how to practice calligraphy. The second brother looked at his father with admiration, and the way his father looked at his second brother... was very similar.
An ordinary loving father
Even though Yelu Zongxiao had been praised by his father, even when his father gave him affirmation, he always had a high and majestic attitude and was always one meter away from him. But for his second brother and his father,
He actually held the second brother's hand and taught him how to practice calligraphy...
Yelv Zongxiao also heard his father say, "It doesn't matter Xi Ran, my father won't blame you for taking your time if you don't practice well this time. You have a temperament like your mother and concubine, neither impatient nor impetuous. My father is most detached from the world."
I like..."
And when his father praised Yelu Zongxiao, he always just said, "You should keep working hard and don't be complacent."
As young as him, he has not yet learned to distinguish between perfunctory and alienated words in his father's words. He can only regard them as having his father's approval. Sooner or later, he will surpass his second brother's position in his father's heart.
…
The memory ends abruptly here, together with his
"Did you remember something?" Yelu Zongxiao retracted his past thoughts and saw the same confused look in Mu Liang's eyes just a moment ago. If her temperament hadn't evoked memories and speculations about the past, how could she have revealed it?
So brilliant?
Mu Liang came back to his senses, his pupils lowered for a moment, then raised again, they were as cold as before.
Yelu Zongxiao's heart sank involuntarily
"I don't remember anything." Mu Liang shook his head and looked at Yelu Zongxiao with a magnanimous look.
Yelv Zongxiao's eyes trembled. The next moment, he staggered violently, took a big step back, then turned around and fiddled with the mechanism on the hidden shelf of the bookshelf behind him. His always elegant and noble figure showed a strong sense of concentration at this moment.
Deep anxiety and unwillingness
Mu Liang saw him looking for it on the bookshelf and didn't ask him what he was doing. When he turned around with a brown brocade box, the prayer and trembling flowing out of Yelv Zongxiao's eyes at this moment made Mu Liang unexpected.
and
"Mu Liang! This... this is the Yunbo Huanhai you want! I will give you... I can give you everything. I only ask you one thing... is it you? Is it... I beg you to tell
I tell the truth...please..."
At this moment, there were only him and Mu Liang in the huge study room. He really put down everything to beg her without reservation.
He just asked her to tell the truth. He was holding a brocade box. Inside the brocade box was a thin book called Yunbo Fantasy Sea. If he were to use this book now to get back the truth eight years ago, and this truth would affect
It was his future ambition and hegemony, and he actually handed it over without hesitation!
Maybe he is crazy...stunned...but at this moment, this is what his heart wants to express.
Mu Liang was also shocked by Yelu Zongxiao's expression at this moment. She glanced at the brocade box in his hand, and then said softly, "You will give it to me if I tell you?"
An inexplicable tremor flashed across Yelu Zongxiao's face, "...Yes, I'll give it to you."
Mu Liang closed her pupils. The next moment, Han Pu opened her eyes, and there was only a colder and calmer light in her mind than before. There were indeed some new memories stored in her mind at that moment, but those memories were seventy-seven.
8. In my memory, there was such a little girl eight years ago and the twelve-year-old Yelu Zongxiao. But what does this mean?
Yelu Zongxiao was asking about his current self! Then... that's not the case
"Okay, I'll tell you." Mu Liang calmly met Yelu Zongxiao's blood-soaked eyes.