Xie Queshan also didn't sleep all night.
Houshan's spy came through the night and said that he heard from the conversation between Xie Sui'an and King Ling'an that there was a new leader in Bingzhusi.
That person must be Song Muchuan, and he indeed stood on the side facing him with his sword drawn.
The reason why he suddenly let Xie Sui'an go to the back mountain was to confirm his suspicion about Song Muchuan. Unexpectedly, King Ling'an spoke openly and brought out Pang Yu's matter.
The more she hates him, the more relieved Qi Ren becomes about him. Harmony between the Xie family is not what Qi Ren wants to see.
He thought that his questioning just now should have alerted Xie Xiaoliu. You know, if the first person she bumped into today was not him, but an informant planted in from outside, then the hiding place of King Ling'an would probably be exposed.
I don't know how far Xie Xiaoliu, who has a temperament that shows emotions and anger, can go on this road.
Fortunately, Nan Yi is smart. A thought suddenly came into my mind.
At first, she was just a pawn he occasionally used to break the game, but as time went by, they developed a certain tacit understanding. She was a very good chess piece, so good that... he even felt a little dependent on her.
There were so many thoughts in my mind, and I didn't know how long I sat like this. I heard a burst of birdsong outside the window and realized that it was dawn.
I opened the window and dispersed the turbid air in the room all night long, only to find someone standing outside the window.
The man probably hesitated for a while, with a trace of frost hanging on his hair. He was about to leave when he heard the movement at the window and raised his eyes.
The night was still in her eyes. Her eyes were as clean as if they contained a drop of clear dew. The drop of dew rolled down insignificantly and landed on his heart, creating a circle of shallow ripples.
He was inexplicably happy.
But his face was still calm, just looking at her, waiting for her to speak.
After hesitating for a moment, she asked: "You won't hurt Song Muchuan, right?"
Xie Queshan's eyes were dark, but she couldn't see through his emotions. The warmth in the room spreads out through the window, confusing people's consciousness.
He suddenly smiled. His smile is very beautiful, like a glacier melting and dead trees blooming, and the brilliance of youth accidentally blooms on this face that has always been scheming.
But what he said was extremely cold: "I gave him a chance, but he was disobedient."
Nan Yi was stunned and forgot to blink.
He was actually a little angry. It's just that this anger comes out of nowhere.
Song Muchuan, Pang Yu, Xie Xiaoliu, his third uncle, and even his second sister... She was entangled in these people who were closely related to him. He had too many secret moments that she should not let her see. He acquiesced to the existence of this moment and allowed her to watch quietly, but he did not allow her to pity or comment.
What path did he take and how did he treat the people around him? How dare she ask him, and from what standpoint?
What is her relationship with Song Muchuan? Is it worth her having the courage to ask him such a question?
He tilted his head, still smiling: "He insists on going against me, what can I do? I won't kill him, but I will let him suffer so much humiliation in the hands of Qi Ren that he can neither survive nor die. I will break his spine inch by inch, and I will destroy everything he cares about..."
Nan Yi stood blankly.
He is good and bad.
She didn't want to hear him at all. Nan Yi turned around and left. She didn't know where she had the courage.
Xie Queshan's voice stopped abruptly, and he swallowed back the last half of his sentence - was she embarrassing him?
Is she crazy or is he crazy?
He opened his mouth, wanting to scold her and yell her back. But doesn’t that mean he cares a lot and is at a disadvantage?
His mind went blank for a moment, and he just stared at her back. Suddenly he realized that this girl who used to look around and sneak around when she walked had her back straightened and walked so upright.
She squatted down, wondering what she was doing, then turned back angrily and threw a snowball at him.
He was so surprised that he forgot to move away.
The snowball she threw was accurate and hard, hitting him with a look of embarrassment on his face.
After a few seconds of silence, Xie Queshan gritted his teeth and wiped a handful of noodles. The crushed snow spread on his face, like a little old man.
Under the snow-white eyebrows, there is a pair of astonishingly bright eyes, which soak in the morning light.
There was an undisguised murderous aura all over him.
Nan Yi looked at him confidently, but his momentum was crushed by him wave after wave, until he felt weak under his legs, and he panicked after realizing it.
She blinked her eyes and ran away.
He first jumped out of the window to chase her.
Xie Queshan carried Nan Yi back by her collar like a chicken, then grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into the back of her neck.
"You're a rip-off! Who allowed you to survive? Are you here to beat me because of an outsider?"
He has always been very particular and rarely curses in such vernacular terms. It seems that he is really angry.
Nan Yi screamed as the snow and ice dug into his back. He didn't know where he got the strength to break free. He instinctively pushed him away, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow in his hand, and then moved toward him. Throw it over.
"Xie Queshan, you are a piece of shit! How can your relatives and friends feel sorry for you! Who has no sad past! You are the only one who is pretentious! You are the only one who wants to take revenge on everyone!"
When it comes to scolding, Nan Yi, a little brat who grew up on the street, has never lost to anyone.
"Hey, you also want to be retaliated by me, right?" He laughed angrily, and taking advantage of his height, he grabbed a handful of snow on the branch and kneaded it into a solid snowball in the palm of his hand, "Bitch Life is a cheap life, even if I provide you with good food and drink, I can't shut your mouth."
He waved his arm and Nan Yi immediately dodged it. Then his eyes went blank and he was hit on the head by a snowball. Only then did he realize that it was just a fake move.
The hair bun was also smashed loose, and the whole body was covered with snow, so there was nothing to hide from.
Nan Yi gritted his teeth: "Come on, kill me if you can! Otherwise, you will wait for me!"
Xie Queshan bent down to pick up the snow. Nan Yi took advantage of the situation and rushed over to throw snowballs. The two of them got into a ball in the snow.
No matter what moves or martial arts, he didn't care at all. He only used his left and right hands to draw the bow, even the snow on the low wall was plowed away.
Hand-to-hand combat is the most primitive movement of human beings. Through the layers of clothing, you can vent your innermost emotions.
Anger and grievance.
She was angry, angry that he had the skin of a villain, but he was wronged, so deep that even he himself was not aware of it, and every time he let out an outburst, it was disguised as viciousness.
His movements suddenly stopped, and he realized that at some point, he had pushed her into the snow and randomly buried snow on her face. He leaned half of his body on her, and her hands were still sweeping the ground, gathering all the snow she could catch in her palms.
Her broken hair hangs down on her face, her clothes are loose and the scenery underneath her clothes rises and falls with her breathing, and the goose-yellow knot on her belt is half loosened, like a resting butterfly. It was the first time he discovered that she had such a slim waist.
The white and hot breath was blowing on her face, and his eyes were looking at her hazy.
She held the snowball and was about to hit him on the head, but her movement stopped.
The posture is very ambiguous.
The strength in his hand relaxed and the snowball rolled to the ground. The person who was showing off his teeth and claws just now is actually a little at a loss.
All consciousness came back. The cold snow was on my back, but my body was hot.
a little cold.
By some strange coincidence, her hand that was still in the air reached behind his neck. That's the warmest place.
Just touching Xue's cold fingers made his back tighten, and a strange taste flowed through his body. His muscles immediately lined up and lay tightly under her fingers.
He was incredibly docile at the moment.
He was looking into her eyes, but couldn't see clearly. He blew gently, and the soft wind blew through his eyes, and the crystal snowflakes drifted away from her eyelashes.
These clear eyes can see everything at a glance.
There was some flowing emotion that seemed to be coming out between them.
It was like a black monster that no one had ever seen pressed over under the glacier. At the moment when the monster was about to break through the ice, he suddenly fell sideways, lying on the snow next to her, and then watched quietly sky.
Everything came to an abrupt end.
But it was hearty and all the grudges were gone.
Nan Yi waited for his inexplicably fierce heartbeat to subside, then gently turned sideways and looked at his side face.
"I know that Pang Yu died after hitting the sword by himself. You persuaded him that you wanted to save him and then find an opportunity to let him go. And Song Muchuan, you don't want to hurt him either, right? ?”
He still stared at the sky with his eyes open and didn't answer.
"I won't tell Xie Xiaoliu." She said seriously.
He smiled, a very clean smile. He turned his face to look at her, but his eyes were so sad.
"You know a lot of my secrets."
"Then what, are you going to kill me?"
She was surprisingly brave today.
He stretched out his hand to brush the snow off her face. She was a man practicing martial arts after all. The palm of his hand suddenly became hot, and the place he touched felt like wildfire burning dry grass.
He said: "Don't betray me."
A betrayer, but he repeatedly told her several times, don't betray me.
The smile on Nan Yi's face slowly faded, and finally appeared on his face, forming a stiff arc. She realized that Xie Queshan was serious.
But what is betrayal? She had told many lies and helped others deceive him. Was this considered betrayal? She tries to understand him, but deep down she doesn't stand for him... Is this considered betrayal?
At any time, she would give priority to her own life. If at some unavoidable moment, she had to betray him, would this be betrayal?
She began to think about this issue seriously and found that she had no confidence.
"My mercy is only once."
The morning bell rang, and the sound of the bell lingered above Lidu Mansion.
As if it was a sign, the obscure escape game started again, and he only pardoned her conditionally.
After crossing the thunder pool and being caught by him, there is still no way to recover.
