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A month ago, there was a slight turmoil in the world. The Hundred Ghosts Flower Valley changed from the hermit style of the past, and began to be active in the world. No one knew what they wanted to do. Although it didn't cause any major events, it was just that the movements were too frequent, which made people wonder. Hearing that the owner of the valley, Luo Feng, has come to Huadu, he seems to be looking for something.

The owner of Yingzhuang summoned Jianyan to the secret room and asked him to marry Yinglian as soon as possible.

Jian Yan didn't understand why her adoptive father was suddenly so impatient. Although he knew that he had always regarded himself as his son-in-law, he still hesitated to marry Yinglian.From then on, Ying Lian was really alone.

"Father, why are you so impatient, brother and sister Yinglian and I are deeply in love, it's better to wait a little longer for matters between men and women."

"Presumptuous! When did you stop listening to me? Could it be that you think my daughter is not good enough for you?" The owner of Yingzhuang was not angry and pretentious, and always had an aura that made people dare not defy.

"I don't dare, my son. My adoptive father treats me with such kindness as a mountain. If it weren't for my adoptive father, Jian Yan would not have survived long ago. It's just this marriage..."

"Okay! Do as I said. The wedding will be held in a month's time. There will be no mistakes. After that, I will hand over the Yingjian Villa to you. After you succeed to the throne, the first thing to do is to attack the Hundred Ghosts Flower Valley!"

"Father, my child doesn't understand. Although the Hundred Ghosts Flower Valley is mysterious, it has been living in seclusion and has never participated in the affairs of the rivers and lakes. Why should it be suppressed?"

Yingxuan sighed softly, as if remembering, and was silent for a long time.

"Yan'er, do you still remember 17 years ago?" Jian Yan's heart sank when she heard that.

Seventeen years ago, it was undoubtedly a nightmare for Jian Yan.

"I remember, 17 years ago, at the Cherry Sword Conference, the adoptive father fought with Luo Yang, the previous owner of the Hundred Ghosts Flower Valley, for three days. Huagu has never stepped into the rivers and lakes again. Jian’s family was also bloodbathed by robbers that year, and it happened that my adoptive father rescued me, so my life was spared. For 17 years, my adoptive father taught me all the Yingyan swordsmanship, and it was even more embarrassing. With the heavy responsibility and the kindness of the adoptive father, the child will never forget it."

Jane's family was destroyed, the blood of her parents splashed on her face, and the crying of her younger siblings and the wailing of her relatives were in her ears.Many years later, when mentioning the past, Jian Yan's body still trembled uncontrollably.However, the murderer had long since escaped, and after so many years, Jian Yan hadn't found any news.

"Good boy, after that battle, Luo Yang was not reconciled. He threatened to let his successor come to challenge again in 17 years, so Luo Feng will definitely come to the Baby Sword Conference in April. At that time, you will represent my baby." Sword Villa will come back victorious after going out to battle!"

"Yes, the child obeys the order of the adoptive father."

In fact, Yingxuan knew that Jianyan was not Luo Feng's opponent at all.

"Go ahead, your wedding with Lian'er is set on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"Father, this..."

"Don't defy me!" The owner of Yingzhuang added a bit of majesty to his expression.

"Yes, foster father."

Simply back down.The owner of Ying Zhuang looked up at the portrait of Mrs. Ying, his expression softened, but it was a little more desolate.

"Lian'er, he is so frequently active under my nose, just to remind me not to forget what happened back then. This battle will never be avoided. In the past 17 years, Luo Feng has been expanding the power of the Hundred Ghosts Flower Valley. We are all waiting for this day.”

Under the moonlight, in the same courtyard, Jian Yan and Ying Lian just stood there blankly, Jian Yan looked at Ying Lian's back, and didn't know what to say for a moment, Ying Lian's hair fluttered in strands like silver The whip beats the heart.

"Lian'er, I'm getting married." Thinking back to when Ying Lian heard this sentence that day, a trace of panic flashed in Ying Lian's dark blue eyes, but there was no expression of grief, she looked at Jian Yan with a slight smile, and brushed his right hand across him cheek, along his black hair and then left.

"Oh, yes, then congratulations, this day has finally come."

Seeing Ying Lian's nonchalant expression, Jian Yan wanted to slap himself twice, he pinched Ying Lian's shoulders with both hands, trying to find some reluctance and sadness in his eyes.But Ying Lian always disguised herself very well, he never saw any flaws.

"Lian'er, are you really blessing me? Do you want to lock yourself in the room again, write and paint alone, make tea and play the piano, and then die alone? From the beginning, you thought we would abandon you?"

Ying Lian felt a little painful from being pinched by him, he looked up at Jian Yan, his eyes were empty, not concentrating on any point, looking at him, but he was not in his eyes.

Although Ying Lian is half a head taller than his younger sister, he is still a bit inferior to Jian Yan. Ying Lian leaned against his arms and just reached his ears.Straightening his body, he looked at the man in front of him without missing a trace of his expression. His dark blue pupils looked straight at him, as if they could pass through his heartbeat. Under the moonlight, there was a mist in those eyes.

"Then what do you say about me? Are you going to take me away? Or for me, live a world of three people forever?"

Jian Yan lowered her eyebrows and said nothing, and let him go slowly.

I don't know the answer, and I don't know how to comfort you.But how can I bear to watch you go back to the nightmare of the past?

Knowing it would be this answer from the beginning, Ying Lian still smiled faintly, turned her head and stopped looking at him.

This man is so gentle that he can't tell what is love and what is pity.

Yinglian's words made Jianyan have to examine his heart again, Yinglian was very important to him, so important that he could never let go.But it is impossible for him to accompany Ying Lian to live the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, it is impossible to take him to live in seclusion, it is impossible to leave Ying Lian and take him away, he still has his ambitions and hatred.

Ying Lian hated herself, why she was able to smile calmly at the very beginning, but when Jian Yan's wedding date was approaching, she shed tears uncontrollably, and the worst thing was that Jian Yan saw her stupid scene.

The tears of the incompetent are stupidity.

And her younger sister, Yinglian, might hate herself.No matter what he has, she will take it away, including Jian Yan.

One day two years ago, the white cat that accompanied Ying Lian for six years died, but the cat's head was missing.From childhood to adulthood, the parrots, puppies, and even the ferocious mink that Ying Lian had raised always died inexplicably and were wounded by swords, but there was a whole body anyway. Now this cat is his favorite, Other people in the village come and go every day, dealing with the affairs of the martial arts and the tedious life, only Ying Lian is always left playing the piano alone in the other courtyard.This cat is his only companion. It always likes to lazily lie on Yinglian's lap and listen to the piano. It doesn't make noise or run, and yawns when it has nothing to do. When it sees Jianyan, it will hop over leisurely and wait for him to come. Scratch yourself, throw your feet up, and purr contentedly.

Maybe it's just because of the cat's eyes, one of them is blue.

But in front of Jianyan, Yinglian always behaves very friendly, just like when she was a child, the three of them are very close.

Ying Lian could only bear with it, who let her be his younger sister, who let—who let him come to the world begging for nothing when his mother was in danger.

Maybe, in the first place, he shouldn't have come to this world.

At this time, there was another sound of joy in the Xitang, and when she heard "Bow to heaven and earth!", Ying Lian was not sad, but she always coveted what she couldn't get, and she was overconfident.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

Ying Lian returned to the room, and tied up her hair with a headband.I don't go out on weekdays, and my long hair is always tied with a hairpin.

"Bye husband and wife!"

Ying Lian changed into the snow-white clothes that Jian Yan gave him last year, and it was exactly a pair with Jian Yan's own. Jian Yan likes white clothes, and Ying Lian also wears white clothes with him.In fact, Yinglian has always liked red, the kind of red like blood.

The groom was so drunk that he decided to stumble to the small courtyard regardless of everyone's dissuasion.

"Master, you should go back to the bridal chamber, Miss Yinglian is still waiting for you!" A group of servants yelled loudly, showing embarrassment.If Yinglian loses her temper, few people can bear it.

"Leave me alone, I'll go back in a while, let me see Lian'er again."

"Master, Miss Lian'er is in the wedding room!"

"Get out! Don't follow me, I will go back in an hour! During this period, no one can step into the other courtyard! Go down! I will kill anyone who stops me." Jian Yan waved the sword in his hand, roared aggressively.

The word "pity" is engraved on the hilt of the sword, which is so small that it can be seen clearly under the moonlight.It was the sword that Ying Lian had never picked up.

Jian Yan changed drastically from his usual gentle temper, and the servants all ran away after getting drunk.

Still holding the wine jug in his hand, he drank while walking, walking crookedly, and almost stumbled.Seeing that there was no one on the stone bench in the other courtyard, I couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and the tears that had been held back for half a month finally couldn't help but flow out.Think about it too, why do you think that that person will still be waiting for you at the old place on your wedding night?

"Lian'er, after all, are you unwilling to look at me again?"

"How could it be? Lian'er has been waiting for you."

Looking back, the man smiled sweetly.

Behind Jian Yan, Ying Lian took the sword in his hand.

Jian Yan stopped crying when she heard that familiar voice.When he reacted, his hands were empty, and he couldn't help being startled.

"Lian'er, what are you doing, put down the sword!"

While Jian Yan was speaking, Ying Lian had already clicked his gun, and slowly helped him to the stone bench to sit down.

"Brother Yan, I know that with my acupressure skills, I can only hold you in place for half an hour, but that's enough."