Xingye did not turn around, still looking at the swaying tree shadows outside the window, and said in a cold voice: "Qianjiu Qianshi is in the Zhongshan Department. Wen Mingyue is no match for them. You go over and take charge of the overall situation."
"yes!"
Without any hesitation, the deputy master immediately responded and turned around to go out, just like he had done countless times before.
When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked, "Can I go see her before I leave?"
"She needs to rest." Xingye's voice was still emotionless.
"I mean, Ying Mei."
The room fell silent, and the air became stagnant for a moment.
"She?" Xingye's voice was finally filled with emotion. He tilted his head. Under the sun, the ridicule and contempt on his lips were so obvious without any cover-up.
He quickly calmed down his emotions and said calmly: "You are the deputy master of the pavilion. One person is inferior to ten thousand people. Anyone in the pavilion can see him if he wants. There is no need to report to me."
The deputy pavilion master half-closed his eyes, staring at the mottled sunlight on the ground. He was silent for a long time, and then he responded in a low voice for a long time.
The forbidden area behind the Qing River Valley.
A faint fluorescent light appeared in the endless darkness, passing through the long tunnel and going deep underground.
As it went deeper, low moans came from the end of the corridor, intermittent, sometimes sharp, sometimes low, sometimes short, sometimes long, whimpering resentfully, like a female ghost sobbing.
Soon, the fluorescent light stopped at the end of the corridor, and a little flash of light flashed. The heavy stone door retracted into the wall, revealing a narrow arched doorway.
The moaning stopped suddenly, and standing outside the door, you could feel the tension of the people inside.
At this point, the shadows of the palace lights were dim, as if the light had been swallowed up by the boundless darkness, only casting vague light and shadow nearby.
The deputy master waved his sleeves and lit the lamp in the secret room. In an instant, the secret room was as bright as day.
The person huddled in the corner subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes. His fingers were long and dry, his skin was as loose as bark, his face was gray, and his lips were so pale that they were almost five colors, lifeless.
The deputy pavilion master was stunned, almost unable to connect the person in front of him with the vivid and fragrant woman in his memory.
He lowered his body, pulled off her hand covering her eyes, yanked it up, and asked coldly: "Why?"
After getting the news, the question stuck in his throat and fermented little by little, making him unable to breathe and driving him almost crazy.
After nearly a hundred years of sharing the same bed and rubbing shoulders, he gave her power and status, and watched her transform step by step from a young girl to a charming woman, from a bullied little monk to the master of Tianji Hall that everyone revered. In charge of all spies in the cabinet.
"It's... you..." Ying Mei was already furious, but when he pulled her away like this, she staggered towards her. If it weren't for his strength, she would have fallen to the ground.
After seeing the person clearly, Yingmei secretly clenched her back molars, endured the pain in her body like ants eating bones, and pulled the corners of her lips and laughed, "Why? Why... Hahaha, cough, cough, hahaha..."
She laughed wildly, and tears fell down the corners of her eyes. Together with the bright red blood she coughed up, it slid over her cheeks and merged into her red clothes along her pale neck, leaving traces as ugly as earthworms and as hideous as an evil ghost.
The deputy pavilion master closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his pupils were already calm, and he asked calmly: "You hate me so much?"
"Am I supposed to be grateful to you? For tearing me apart from my lover, or for ruining my life?"
Her face was full of sarcasm, and the surging hatred in her eyes made the deputy master freeze in place. For so many years, he had been addicted to her petty nature, charm and passion, and he almost forgot that they started with a coercive transaction.
His expression confirmed the guess in Yingmei's mind, and she laughed out loud, "It seems like you really have fallen in love with me."
The Deputy Pavilion Master's eyes froze, and the strength in his palms unconsciously relaxed.
Yingmei tugged at the corners of her lips, and somehow she found the strength to break free from his control. However, with her body fed by Gu, there was not much vitality left in her body. After breaking free, she no longer had the strength to stabilize her body and fell to the ground.
When she looked up, she found that he had no time to take back his hand. Her heart froze slightly, but the curve of her lips became more and more sarcastic, "You actually fell in love with your own furnace, hahaha..."
She couldn't help laughing, as if she heard some big joke, "Xing Luo, you're done, you're done!"
Deputy Pavilion Master Xing Luo's face froze, and there was a hint of helpless bitterness on his lips. After a moment, he sighed dejectedly: "Yes, I have fallen in love with you."
He admitted it like this, which made Yingmei stunned and stopped laughing wildly. He only heard him say: "Because I love you, I defy everyone's opinion and send you to the position of the leader of Tianji Hall; because I love you, I defy all odds." The pressure from my second brother kept putting off the seeding; because I love you..." I didn't dare to see you after the incident, and until today, I have no choice but to retreat...
Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm down, but his eyes were already red, and his eyes were shining brightly, "Hate, just come at me, why do you want to kill Xiao Shu? How can you do it..."
He squatted down and got closer to Ying Mei, his voice gradually trembled: "For an irrelevant ant, you kill the child you raised with your own hands, Mei'er, how can you do it?"
Ying Mei felt a pain in her heart, but her face was unmoved. She sneered and asked, "Isn't it relevant? He and I have known each other since we were young. We support each other like brothers." She pursed her lips and raised her eyes to stare at the deputy. Pavilion Master, word for word, "You are the ones I have nothing to do with."
Xing Luo's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he said in disbelief: "From a swaddling baby to babbling, and then to a young child, after so many years of raising and getting along with her, to you, she is just an irrelevant person?"
Ying Mei clenched her fists and tried her best to control herself not to think about it. However, a white and tender baby appeared in her mind involuntarily. She was lying in her arms, sleeping soundly. She opened her pink and tender mouth and spit out a baby. Transparent bubbles; a three- or four-year-old girl sat on the ground, stretched out her hand with her small mouth open, and shouted "hug" in a sweet voice; a six- or seven-year-old girl, wearing a light pink dress, stood Among the flowers, he tilted his head and smiled at her...
Her eyes were filled with heat and her vision was blurry. She tried hard to open her eyes wide and prevent tears from rolling down. She struggled to spit out: "Yes!"
Xing Luo staggered back a few steps, feeling sad and desolate in his heart.
Seeing him like this, Ying Mei's aching heart aroused the pleasure of revenge. After having been together for many years, she knew very well what to do to make him miserable.
After a long time, Zhenjun Xingluo exhaled a breath of turbid air, stepped forward, bent down, and pinched Yingmei's chin forcefully. A flash of light flashed from his fingertips, and a thin jade slip appeared between his fingers.
He roughly put the jade slip on her forehead, and when the jade slip melted, he threw her away, turned around and strode out. When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly and said without looking back: "From now on, you I have nothing to do with it anymore, so I can take care of myself."
After saying that, his figure disappeared into the darkness outside the door.
The barrier fell, and the light in the room was swallowed up bit by bit, and it became dark again. Ying Mei was stunned, and raised her hand to touch her eyebrows, where the slight coolness of the jade slip still remained.
The content of the jade slip is a road, a secret passage to the outside world.
