After the red building was reborn as Daiyu's brother

Wen Quxing slept for a long time this time, and he waited until the sky was full of sunset before he quietly got up from Lin Langyu's bed.

"Are you awake? I thought you were going to sleep yourself to death today." Lin Langyu was sitting on the couch eating a cup of Qibao Leicha, with a thin blanket covering her waist, and the charcoal stove was burning warmly at her feet. .

In front of the window, the curtain hangs silently, and the fine snow falls quietly outside the window.

Hearing this, Wen Quxing smoothed his hair without being there: "You are getting more and more stinging with your words now."

"People say that I am gentle and respectful." Lin Langyu was a little proud.

"It's just that you look gentle and respectful." Wen Quxing got up and sat in front of the mirror, "I think it was because of your picture that the professor still refused to let you hang up after a few lessons. I was so envious."

"What is there to envy?" Lin Langyu put down the teacup in her hand and got up to comb his hair.

Wen Quxing's hair is like silk and satin, holding it in the hands can reach the point where people can't put it down. In terms of appearance, Lin Langyu thinks that she can't compare with Wen Quxing.

It's just that I was born more pleasing, Wen Quxing is too gorgeous, and the first image given to people is romantic, so I suffered a bit.

"Back then, you weren't the professor's favorite student, the most proud student? Who can compare to the number one major every year?" Lin Langyu picked out a plain jade hairpin and put it on his Wenquxing hairpin.

The sky gradually darkened, and there was only a wisp of pink in the sun, and the rest of the sky was soaked in blue-purple, which was very dreamy.

After finishing posting for Wen Quxing, Lin Langyu leaned against the window, looked at the scenery in the sky, and suddenly said, "Have you thought about going back?"

"I will go back." Wen Quxing straightened his front.

"Where are you going?"

Hearing this, Wen Quxing was taken aback for a moment, he obviously didn't expect Lin Langyu to ask this, so he replied honestly: "Where else can we go back?"

Lin Langyu didn't say a word, Wen Quxing said with a smile: "Are you crazy? Can we go back to other places?"

After all, he also looked towards the horizon, and the pink clouds had completely fallen, replaced by a crescent moon in the horizon.

"The story is coming to an end." Wen Quxing sighed, "Although the process is different and the ending is a little different, it is coming to an end after all."

"These girls are gods, and even Baoyu is a servant of Shenying, even though she doesn't look promising. They are going back to heaven." Wen Quxing said quietly, "And where can we go back? Just go back and continue the exam. , can go back..."

Wen Quxing suddenly stopped while talking.

Lin Langyu looked at the fine snow all over the sky, quietly waiting for his next words, but after waiting for a long while, she still didn't get it, so she turned her head strangely.

Seeing that Wen Quxing was in a daze, Lin Langyu stretched out his hand and tugged at his sleeve: "What's wrong? What are you thinking, why did you lose your mind while talking?"

Wen Quxing quickly came back to his senses, he saw a strange look in Lin Langyu's eyes: "It's nothing, it's just... I suddenly remembered something."

"What's the matter?" Lin Langyu looked curious.

"A long time ago."

"What about your childhood?"

"It will take longer..."

Xianshu took the car to the residence of Yi Juncai, commander of Jinyiwei.

Today, he is so handsome and talented, he didn't intend to entertain anyone, but the young prince can't afford to offend him, and besides, he came back from Xijiang with Xianshu, and the two still have some friendship.

Hearing that Prince Zhongshun came to visit, even though Yi Juncai was reluctant, he had no choice but to get up slowly from his bed.

Xianshu was waiting for him in the living room, but this man came here with his hair loose and unkempt.

If it is said that Yi Juncai is really the right name for him—a young talent, his appearance is first-class!

He was leaning against the door with loose hair, fortunately he was young and not afraid of the cold, and there was still fine snow outside, so his robe was also loose.

Yi Juncai yawned, the tiredness on his face was not much less than that of Duan Zizhen, he looked at Xianshu in front of him and didn't intend to salute, and said directly: "How did the northwest wind blow today? How did it blow your old man here? gone?"

Xianshu was used to his informal appearance, so he naturally took it easy.

He drank tea by himself: "Did you hear what happened on Jingcheng Street yesterday?"

Yi Juncai put down the scarlet blanket to keep the wind and snow out of the house, leaving only warmth in the hall.

"What happened to the second young master Lin?" He walked up to Xianshu and sat down with his legs crossed. Then he realized that the person next to him was the little prince, so he quickly put his legs down again, "Speaking of which, he also Unlucky. A few months ago, I had a meal at a palace banquet. Everyone was fine. He was the only one who vomited blood. Yesterday, how many people walked on Jingcheng Street? He was the only one who was blown up. You say it’s not his own bad luck, who can be blamed?”

With a sullen face, Xianshu reset the teacup in his hand on the table. He just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yi Juncai waving his hand: "I know he is your darling, you can't say it!"

Xianshu rolled his eyes and didn't bother with him, just asked: "That person was wearing a flying fish suit last night."

"My Jin Yiwei is not alone." Yi Jun knew what he wanted to ask, so he replied.

"Then what should we say about this matter?" Xianshu asked, "The man didn't blow up immediately after hitting Langyu, Langyu saw his face clearly."

"Coincidentally, Langyu has seen that person before." Xianshu continued, "During the test, that person was a Lang Guaner of the Ministry of Rites, and he was a foreigner. But last night he was lying on Jingcheng Street wearing a flying fish suit Langyu said that when they bumped into that person, he was already dead, with a horizontal knife cut on his waist, and a large area was covered with blood."

Hearing this, Yi Juncai paused the hand holding the teacup, and his originally carefree expression became serious.

"It's not a big deal even if people from the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of War get involved." Xianshu said leisurely, "If the Jinyiwei is dirty, it's hard to say."

With a crisp click, Yi Juncai put down the teacup in his hand, and then said seriously: "I understand."

"I'm here today for Langyu, but also for Jinyiwei." Xianshu said.

He turned his head to look at Yi Juncai: "I am assured of you doing things, and so is my emperor brother, that's why Jin Yiwei was handed over to you."

As he said that, Xianshu paused: "It's just that you didn't deal with it cleanly after taking over, so you should check it yourself."

As he spoke, Xianshu stood up: "I'll leave the words here, and I'll see the results in Dali Temple in three days."

"Yes……"

The night was completely dark, and the snow in the sky danced like stars.

Wen Quxing probably slept too much during the day, and now he can't sleep.

So he approved the bright red robe with dark flowers, and decided to go for a stroll in the garden.

The gravel path is full of snow, and it creaks when you walk on it, and the red plums on both sides are in full bloom.

He looked at the flowers, plants and trees in the yard, some were flourishing, some were declining, but the prosperous ones could not always be prosperous, the plum blossoms were always high and clean, after a winter, the ones that deserved to be defeated were still defeated.

Although it is embarrassing, but the way of heaven is so, what can be done?

He was walking around in the yard, his eyes became clearer and clearer, and then he looked up at the new moon in the sky, as if he was meditating on something, or remembering something.

The fine snow fell on his gorgeous cheeks, melted as soon as it fell, and slid down his jade cone-like chin, like tears.

"Da da da……"

Drop by drop rustled into the snow, and then turned into ice beads.

Wen Quxing just stared blankly for a while, and then laughed inexplicably.

After all, it is about to end, after all, it is time to go back, after all, it is time to go back...

The red tent is Yiyi, the fragrance is warm and pleasant.

Lin Langyu was lying on the bed, huddled in the brocade quilt, sweating profusely.

It's still that dream, it's still that cloud-shrouded palace, it's still that man, and he still can't see his face clearly.

He knelt down on the ground, biting his lip, and tears kept falling down.

The man ignored him at first, but then seemed to be unable to hold him back and quickly hugged him into his arms. The embrace made people feel at ease, as if being held by him would not be afraid of being struck by lightning.

"Your cultivation base is low, and you will suffer hardships if you follow me. Do you think that I am going out to play without taking you? I went there through the calamity. If you really want to play in the mortal world, I will take you there after I come back from the calamity." Okay?" The man's voice was slightly hoarse and gentle.

"After all, you don't love me anymore." Lin Langyu lost his temper.

"Why don't you love me? You ask in Jiuchongtian, and they say that I have spoiled you." The man said helplessly, "You are too self-willed, and you just spilled money on Kuixing's robe a while ago. Now he is still making trouble in front of Tiandi! Not only have you never thought about it, but now you are still thinking about going to the lower realm."

"That's because he's stingy..."

"What Kuixing cares about most is his skin. You dirty his robe and make him wet, how can he not care?" The man seemed to be smiling, "If you go down with me now, you are not afraid of him chasing you down." To settle accounts with you?"

"If he can chase the lower realm, it's his ability, I admit it! Besides, with you here, how dare he treat me?" Lin Langyu said unconvinced.

"You! I really shouldn't be so used to you..."

The man's voice gradually faded away, Lin Langyu wanted to catch something anxiously, but could only rush in vain.

The more he couldn't catch him, the more he moved, and finally his feet were empty, and he suddenly sat up from the bed.

He was panting slightly, his underwear was more than half wet.

Qiaohe, who heard the movement, came in with a water basin: "Master, are you going to get up?"

Lin Langyu let out a long sigh of relief before waking up from the dream.

"Get me some water to wipe my body," Lin Langyu said.

Ling Zhi opened the curtain, saw that his underwear was wet, got up to get him the underwear, and said while taking it: "Why are you still sweating in such a cold day? You have to change it quickly, or let it dry by itself." , You must catch a cold, sir, your body can't stand the toss."

Lin Langyu couldn't deny it.

At this time, I saw Wen Quxing wearing a crimson robe and a big red cloak, rushing in from the outside.

"Did you change your clothes?" Wen Quxing asked.

"Ask knowingly." Lin Langyu didn't bother to talk to him, and took the underwear from Lingzhi on her own.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was put on, Wen Quxing took out a jug of wine from somewhere, and directly poured half of the jug on Lin Langyu.

Lin Langyu: "...do you have any illnesses today?"

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