After defeating the paranoid villain, I failed to escape

At this time, the wooden door of the meditation room was also opened, and a monk who looked to be in his early thirties and dressed in a blue-gray Zen robe came in.

The monk entered the meditation room, and not long after he closed the wooden door, he found that the carpet placed near the bookshelf in the room had traces of being lifted.

After being stunned for a moment, he stretched out his right hand and pinched it.

In just a moment, he let go of the original vigilance in his handsome eyebrows, turned to look at the hiding places of Xiao Siyi and Zuo Weiyue, and said in a low voice: "Since the benefactors have already come, why bother?" Hide and hide?"

The fortune-telling skills of these monks in the temple, Zuo Weiyue, had been taught by Abbot Shikong several times before, so he was not surprised that this monk would find out that they had come.

He quickly tugged Xiao Siyi's collar and let him go out.

Everyone has been discovered, and there is no point in hiding anymore.

After the monk saw the two of them coming out, his eyes obviously stayed on Xiao Siyi's face for a longer time.

He looked at the somewhat familiar eyebrows and eyes in front of him, turned around after suppressing the complicated look in his eyes, and let Xiao Siyi and the others sit down in front of the low tea table.

Ah Zheng's subordinate did not sit down with him, but asked Xiao Siyi if he needed to avoid him. After getting a negative answer from Xiao Siyi and asking him to stand aside and listen, Ah Zheng fell silent.

"This benefactor should be here for your aunt's affairs, right? You can call the poor monk a light boat."

Xiao Siyi nodded: "Master Qingzhou."

After finishing the polite greetings, Xiao Siyi went straight to the point, asking Qing Zhou what his relationship was with his aunt before, and if he knew the real reason for his aunt's death.

Hearing Xiao Siyi mention his aunt, Qingzhou's eyes were filled with some sadness, and then he opened his mouth to talk about his previous relationship with Murong, and even his own real identity.

"The benefactor should have heard about the injustice of Yan's family five years ago, right?"

Xiao Siyi nodded: "Well, this incident was relatively sensational, and it happened that not long after this incident ended, my aunt died, and the family sent her a spirit, so the impression was quite deep."

"But you brought it up all of a sudden"

Speaking of this, Xiao Siyi raised his head to look at the man in front of him who had been shaved but still had the aura of a superior man in his eyes, and said in a daze, "You don't know, it's the Yan family who escaped the punishment of the nine clans back then." The third son of the Yan family, Yan Ziyu?"

There is no other reason, the main reason is that he is alive now, and there are people who will pay attention to the Yan family, the former Qingliu family, that is, Yan Shoufu, Yan Ziyu, who was the first assistant of Xiding back then.

He also heard his aunt mention that there was a word "舟" in the dial. At that time, he was still curious why his aunt paid so much attention to this person.

Yan Ziyu didn't deny it, looked at the ring carved with osmanthus flowers that Xiao Siyi and Zuo Weiyue had seen on his right ring finger, and continued: "So, the Yan family could be rehabilitated back then, except for the poor monk himself. In addition to your hard work, your aunt has contributed a lot."

"The poor monk remembers clearly that the name of the country had not been changed to Xiding at that time. It was still in the 29th year of Chuankang. The poor monk's family was framed by a villain, saying that he had committed collusion with the enemy and betrayed the country, and the evidence was complete. The emperor believed it. , so he ordered the Yan family to be killed, and the poor monk was able to survive, thanks to your aunt's help back then."

Zuo Weiyue looked at Yan Ziyu's eyes that were already blushing unconsciously, and used her claws to pull out the handkerchief from Xiao Siyi's sleeve, and handed it to him.

After he took it in a daze, he continued to listen to what he said, while using the fetters in his brain to relay these things to Xiao Lou Huai.

People are such emotional animals, it is usually easier to show true feelings in times of distress, and Murong was in the prime of life at that time, and her identity was still the second daughter of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of War. Yan Ziyu, who was rescued by her, stood beside her as a bodyguard. After hiding for half a year and recuperating from his injuries, he should have fallen in love with him.

And on a certain day, he told Murong about his own identity and his plan to rehabilitate the Yan family in the future.

But who knows, it is this decision that will completely push him and Murong away.

With Yan Ziyu's status at that time, it was extremely difficult to rehabilitate the Yan family.

And Murong didn't want to see him being tormented by the genocide of the year so that he couldn't sleep peacefully every night, so he resolutely made early preparations for entering the palace in the future.

At that time, Lou Hanhai had already brought Jin Xiaoyao into the palace, and he didn't favor other concubines at all. It was precisely because of this that Murong lied to Yan Ziyu that she had never had any affection for him. After entering the palace, he secretly helped him collect information that could help the Yan family.

And on the way, accidentally met Prince Gong Lou Gaoyi.

Lou Gaoyi fell in love with Murong at first sight, and then tried to get close to Murong frequently, hoping to get her.

Lou Gaoyi can get a lot of information from his hands, Murong can only pretend that he is also in love with him, and collect some information from him.

Unexpectedly, after the matter finally came to fruition, Murong learned the explosive news from her own sister that Si Xiangpeng had been plotting against her, and let Murong choose where to stand.

On one side is the camp where her biological sister is present, and on the other is Yan Ziyu, who has been upright for generations and will never do anything against him. Under Murong's choice, neither side can be given up, and in the end, the whole story will be revealed. Write it all down in a letter and send it to Yan Ziyu to let him know that she has never betrayed him and has always liked his things before choosing to commit suicide.

"It's just that when the poor monk received the letter, it was already too late, and Xiao Rong passed away. She told the poor monk that if her sister investigates this matter in the future, she begged the poor monk to help tell the story of the matter, so that the poor monk can tell the truth." She must not feel guilty, everything is her own choice. If not, let the poor monk live well and go to the ground with this secret."

After talking about all the past, Yan Ziyu did not burst into tears like Zuo Weiyue imagined, but her eyes were still red, and besides the great sadness, there was also some relief in her eyes.

"But who knows, not long after she left, her sister followed her. Fortunately, the poor monk saw you today."

Yan Ziyu suppressed the heat at the end of his eyes, and when Xiao Siyi wiped the corners of his eyes, he got up to get the letter that Murong delivered to him that year.

"Take it, if you are destined to be involved in the competition for high positions in the future, this thing should be of great use to you."

Sending off Xiao Siyi and his party, Yan Ziyu looked at their leaving backs, stretched out his right hand wearing an osmanthus ring to catch the snow falling from the sky, and sighed softly:

"I used to think that we would watch the scenery together in snowy days like this year after year, but it was fate. The fate between you and me started and ended with snowy days. But it doesn't matter, now your last one Worrying, I have done it for you, and I can easily come to see you."

After speaking, Yan Ziyu closed the wooden door of the meditation room, stroked the osmanthus ring on his hand again, and took a pill.

When the vitality was gradually drawn from his body, there was a smile in his eyes.

Died together, can be considered HE.