【Xiyao】Snow in Zhaocheng

The change came too suddenly, and before Song Yao could react, Jin Ling pulled her up vigorously and staggered her steps.

Jin Ling's eyes were almost red, and he put his hands around Song Yao's shoulders fiercely, and repeated sharply: "How could my uncle's sword be with you?!"

Song Yao frowned in pain, Wei Wuxian took a step forward, grabbed Jin Ling's wrist, and said in a deep voice, "A Ling, calm down."

Nie Huaisang chimed in and said, "Yes, Sect Master Jin, there must be some misunderstanding in this, don't accidentally hurt the person brought by Second Brother."

The word "Second Brother" seemed to remind Jin Ling of something. He slowly turned his head and looked at the hilt of the sword exposed behind Song Yao. The hairy puppy, the person who called him by his name with a smile.

His expression was slightly relaxed, Wei Wuxian took the opportunity to release his grip and pulled Song Yao aside.

The fierceness in Jin Ling's eyes has not faded away, but after such a toss, he has calmed down a little, but his face is still cold, staring at Song Yao sharply, and said: "After the coffin sealing ceremony, Hensheng has been placed in Ze Wu Jun kept it, why is it in your hands now?"

"I gave it to him." Lan Xichen's voice came from behind the crowd, everyone turned their heads and saw Lan Xichen walking calmly.

In fact, when Lan Xichen saw Nie Huaisang leave in the palace just now, he felt uneasy. He wanted to go find Song Yao immediately, but as the suzerain of the Lan clan, countless people would come to toast and flatter him, so he couldn't get away for a while. It took a while to rush over, but it was already too late.

After seeing the situation here from a distance, Lan Xichen knew that something had happened.

He was anxious from the bottom of his heart, but his pace slowed down even more, and there was a slight smile on his face, which made it impossible to see the slightest clue.

Those words came out of his mouth, as if it was a very reasonable thing.

Nie HuaiSang couldn't believe it: "How could Second Brother give such an important item to such an ordinary-looking young man so easily?"

Lan Xichen ignored his words, but looked at Song Yao, and said softly, "Ayao, you go back first."

None of the people present could match Zewu Jun in terms of cultivation level and reputation. At this time, when he spoke, Jin Ling had no choice but to hold back even if he wanted to stop him.

Song Yao bowed and said, "Yes."

Although Song Yao was sent away with a few words, Lan Xichen's attitude did not appear to be disrespectful. He looked at Jin Ling, smiled apologetically, and said, "Ah Yao is still young, and those past events, let him It's useless to listen too much, don't blame Little Sect Master Jin."

What he said was sincere, and his tone was gentle and gentle, making people unable to get angry even if they got angry. Besides, Jin Ling respected him, and felt that what he said was reasonable, so he nodded.

Lan Xichen continued: "I have kept Hate Sheng intact all these years, but I accidentally took in Song Yao a few days ago. His background and experience are exactly the same as...Jin Guangyao's, and he also has many similarities in personality. ...I couldn't bear him to go astray, so I took him with me. Later, I saw that he seemed to be destined for that sword, and thought that if Hensheng could have a good master, he would be considered to have... a good death, so I sent Hensheng away. With him, I didn't inform Little Sect Master Jin, it's because I didn't think carefully."

Jin Ling frowned. He had voluntarily handed over Hate to Lan Xichen back then, and he shouldn't have interfered too much with what Lan Xichen wanted to do with the sword.

Nie HuaiSang probed, "But he is not the former Jin suzerain after all."

Lan Xichen said to himself: "He and Jin Guangyao are so similar...that kind of background, that kind of temperament...I used to always think that if I found out that Jin Guangyao was wrong earlier, I would guide him well... Maybe he wouldn't. Will go astray, and finally... end up in such a bleak end."

Lan Xichen's smile faded, and his gaze was lost for a moment, as if he had entered a magic barrier.

Wei Wuxian understood Lan Xichen's intentions almost instantly, and he said with some regret: "I know Mr. Zewu values ​​love and righteousness, but he regards Song Yao as someone else's shadow...whether he doesn't care much about Song Yao or not?" fair?"

Lan Xichen was stunned, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face, and finally he could only smile wryly, "I always want to keep it in mind."

Nie Huaisang's eyes flashed, something quickly settled in his eyes, and he didn't make a sound.

There was an explanation for this matter so far, and Jin Ling couldn't pursue anything further, so everyone just dispersed.

Lan Xichen and Wei Wuxian walked slowly back to the small courtyard where they stayed. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but chuckled softly, "Mr. Zewu is good at acting."

Lan Xichen replied politely, "Young Master Wei, you are too pleased."

Wei Wuxian smiled and said no more.

After returning to the courtyard, Wei WuXian went looking for Lan WangJi on his own. When Lan XiChen returned to his room, he saw Song Yao sitting there neatly, looking over with a pair of dark eyes, his eyes were full of clarity.

Lan Xichen smiled, and said softly, "You heard everything."

Just now Song Yao didn't leave, but hid not far away to eavesdrop. Lan Xichen noticed something, but didn't expose it on the spot.

Song Yao said: "I always thought that Zewu was a gentleman, and his style was as clear as the sun and the moon, but I never thought that he would lie."

Lan Xichen was stunned for a moment, this time he didn't play it lightly like he did when he answered Wei Wuxian, he lowered his head slightly, as if chewing on the words carefully, and murmured: "It's like the sun and the moon... maybe It used to be."

He used to be really gentle and kind, upright and upright, untouched by the chaos of the world, with only good and evil in his eyes, black and white.

But that was just the past after all.

14 years passed by in a hurry, Jin Guangyao who had forgotten everything was still the same Jin Guangyao, but Lan Xichen, who carried all the painful memories... was no longer the original Lan Xichen.

For some reason, Song Yao always felt an inexplicable sadness in the light robe and waistband of Zewu Jun who was standing tall at this time.

Lan Xichen asked, "How do you know I'm lying?"

After getting along for half a year, Song Yao has long lost the original awe of Lan Xichen, so he looked into Lan Xichen's eyes and said without thinking, "Because I'm sure that when Zewu-Jun looked at me, his eyes would be as bright as his eyes." It’s me that you see in it, not anyone else through me.”

He paused, laughed at himself, and said: "I think I look more like my father. In the past, my mother used to look at me in a daze, and she shed tears unconsciously. That kind of look, I don't want to look like that anymore." It's too familiar."

Lan Xichen's heart trembled, and an indescribable soreness welled up in his heart. He couldn't bear it anymore and took the frail and stubborn young man in front of him into his arms, but after making this movement, he couldn't think of what to do next. how to.

He could only gently pat the back of the young man in his arms, feeling Song Yao's body from being stiff at the beginning to gradually relaxing, and thinking of Song Yao's 14 years when he hadn't participated, he felt bitter in his heart.

Song Yao closed her eyes, the tip of her nose was the faint sandalwood from Lan Xichen's body, and some memories in her mind gradually became clear, except for the figure that pierced his heart with a sword, which was not very clear.

He was almost convinced that this was the memory of the former Jin suzerain, Jin Guangyao.

He subconsciously understood that these memories must be inextricably linked with himself, but they still seemed to be separated by a layer of veil, which was extremely unreal.

Song Yao didn't ask further questions, and Lan Xichen didn't explain anything further.

They all vaguely understood that some things were slowly breaking through, and even if Lan Xichen had hidden it from everyone today, it would not be a long-term solution after all.

And the peaceful and peaceful days like today are probably gone forever.

The author has something to say: Chapter 1 is back from vacation!Thanks to the little cuties who have been squatting at the bottom of the pit, love you w

The sequelae of long-term learning have caused my brain to be full of language, mathematics, physics and chemistry, and I still can’t clear it out, so that my mind is empty and very handy when coding. Please point out any loopholes

And the setting in the article is 14 years after the original work, and the setting of Lan Da has also changed a little bit, it will not be silly and sweet at all orz