Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

Southern Chu Kingdom, at the bottom of Tianjueya Cliff, Jueyin Pavilion.

Leng Moyan returned to the room, looked at the perennial fog outside the window, without saying a word, without moving his fingers, standing like a statue by the window.

"Mo Yan..."

Leng Xiaowu walked over and grabbed Leng Moyan's palm, Leng Moyan came back to his senses, but Leng Xiaowu could see the pale face and reddish eye sockets.

"Forgive... Sister Qing."

Leng Xiaowu didn't know how to mediate the relationship between Leng Moyan and Gong Xianqing. Among the palace flags, the relationship between Leng Moyan and Gong Lesi and Gong Xianqing was the most delicate, because the three entered the killer camp together. , lived and died together, once slept side by side in a purgatory full of corpses, and made many promises, the most important of which was not to betray each other, but she never thought that Gong Xianqing would fall in love with Nan Because of this, Qian Mo hindered the task of killing Nan Qianmo.

Nan Qianmo was not dead, and the ghost talisman could not rest in her hands for a day. She was too afraid of Nan Qianmo's ability, so only when Nan Qianmo died, could she bring the soldiers back to the Kingdom of God with peace of mind.

Leng Moyan looked at Leng Xiaowu, her delicate face was full of worry, she sighed, and covered Leng Xiaowu's cheek with one hand.

"Let's go and see Xianqing!"

When the two came to Gong Xianqing's room, Gong Lesi had just left. Looking at the charcoal fire in the room, Leng Moyan sighed softly, and ordered Leng Xiaowu to remove the brazier and dismiss her. , while he sat on the bed, helped Gong Xianqing up, put one hand on her back, and lit her Fengchi acupoint with the other, so as to relieve her cold illness with internal force.

Leng Moyan looked at Gong Xianqing, and didn't put him down until she saw fine sweat dripping from her neck.

"Master..."

Gong Lesi turned back anyway, she was not worried about Gong Xianqing when she came back, but worried about Leng Moyan.

"Don't tell her about it."

Leng Moyan ordered as usual, and was about to leave after speaking, but was caught by Gong Lesi.

"You are kind to Xianqing, and I can see clearly her kindness. It's just the pavilion master... don't embarrass her, okay?"

Gong Lesi's gentle voice came out, like the moonlight turned into water and slowly sprinkled down, making people feel calm, but Leng Moyan frowned.

"Huanyin Jue was practiced to treat Xianqing's cold illness. I know how much load it has put on your body. I know that you cherish each other's feelings. It's just...you also understand Xianqing's temper, please. You...don't embarrass her..."

Gong Lesi naturally remembered Leng Moyan's order to let Gong Xianqing kill Nan Qianmo himself, which was too cruel for Gong Xianqing.

"But why is she being cruel to me?"

Leng Moyan said coldly, shook off Gong Lesi's hand, and continued: "She clearly knows that Nanqianmo is our biggest obstacle, if this fails, the eldest grandson's family will continue to decline, and all loyal children will melt away. The blood on Zhong Lilie's hands, and the sacrifices of Jueyin Pavilion disciples have become meaningless, and the daughters of my eldest grandson's family are treated like animals by Zhong Lilie, how should I bear these pains?"

Leng Moyan grabbed Gong Lesi's collar with one hand, his deep purple eyes were covered with red threads, stained with a layer of watery light.

"I am carrying too many lives, the rise and fall of the eldest grandson's family, the humiliation of the eldest grandson's family, and the hatred of my mother. How do you want me to forgive Xianqing?"

Leng Moyan sneered, let go of Gong Lesi again, and said quietly: "Lesi, I can't afford to lose this game..."

Gong Lesi said anxiously: "Then I went to Jienan Qianmo, don't force Xianqing, if Xianqing wants to hate, then hate me."

When Leng Moyan heard it, he suddenly laughed, and the laughter gradually became louder, like a mockery.

"Do you think there is still a chance now?"

After Leng Moyan finished speaking, he flung his sleeves and left, while Gong Lesi stared at Leng Moyan leaving in a daze.

The next day, Gong Xian woke up leisurely, lying on the bed she was familiar with, the bed she had slept on for more than ten years, and her cold illness seemed to have eased, and a warm energy was circulating in her body.

"Xianqing, drink water first."

Gong Lesi handed the water to Gong Xianqing, Gong Xianqing took it, drank it down, then turned her beautiful eyes to Gong Lesi, and said: "Where is the pavilion master? I want to see her."

After Gong Xianqing finished speaking, she was about to get out of bed, but Gong Lesi pressed her shoulder.

"No, you have just recovered from the cold, so don't mess around."

After Gong Lesi finished speaking, Gong Xianqing smiled, and insisted on standing up, putting on a cloak, Gong Lesi had no choice but to support Gong Xianqing, and walked to the door.

"I want to see the Pavilion Master."

The news of Gong Xianqing's awakening quickly spread throughout the entire Jueyin Pavilion, and Gong Xianqing begged to see Leng Moyan as soon as he woke up. Everyone was afraid of accidents, and immediately rushed to the main hall of the Jueyin Pavilion.

"Master..."

Gong Xianqing's face was pale, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, as if all the calm after the storm subsided, while Leng Moyan's face was stern, and he said, "You asked to see me, do you know that you are wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Xianqing knelt down slowly, smiled softly at Leng Moyan, and said, "Pavilion Master, I stole the ghost talisman for you, should this be a merit?"

Gong Xianqing's tone was calm, Leng Moyan listened and nodded.

"I never thought of betraying the Jueyin Pavilion, betraying the owner of the pavilion. If I betrayed Nanqianmo, I would not get the ghost amulet, let alone return to the Jueyin Pavilion."

After Gong Xianqing finished speaking, everyone held their breath and listened to Gong Xianqing's words.

"It's just Nan Qianmo's life, you can't take it."

Gong Xianqing's words almost ignited Leng Moyan's anger, but Leng Moyan still listened patiently, waiting for Gong Xianqing to speak.

"The pavilion master once remembered that when you were 12 years old, you promised me one thing."

Gong Xianqing still remembers that she was on a mission with Leng Moyan at that time, she saved Leng Moyan's life, and Leng Moyan gave herself a promise as a thank you.

Leng Moyan's face turned cold, and instantly turned pale, and the corners of his mouth began to tremble slightly.

"remember."

These two words were extremely difficult to say, and Leng Moyan didn't want to think about them, but this promise seemed to be rooted in his head, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Xian Qing, you save my life, I am willing to break the rules for you alone, if you meet someone you don't want to kill in the future, if you trade your life for your life, I can spare that person.

"I would like to exchange my life for Nan Qianmo's."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience instantly became uneasy. Gong Xueqing immediately knelt beside Gong Xianqing and said, "Pavilion Master, Xianqing just woke up and became confused. I will take care of Nan Qianmo's matter."

Gong Yihan, Gong Quyu and Gong Lesi knelt down one after another, saying that they would join forces to kill Nan Qianmo, and told Leng Moyan not to listen to Gong Xianqing's foolish words.

Leng Moyan was indifferent, his deep purple eyes lost their spirit, and it took him a while to open his red lips.

"You step back."

Leng Moyan gave an order, and the four of them had to retreat, quietly waiting for Leng Moyan's trial.

Trading your life for your life... Gong Xianqing, you are trading your own life to threaten me with the friendship between you and me, and you will never make a move against Nan Qianmo...

Confused?Gong Xianqing... How did I realize that you are the most ridiculous when you are sober?

"Gong Xianqing, have you made up your mind?"

Leng Moyan smiled, as if he had seen some big joke...

You neither betray Jueyin Pavilion nor your own feelings, Gong Xianqing, you have never let me down...

"Yes."

Gong Xianqing kowtowed to Leng Moyan, Leng Moyan looked at Gong Xianqing coldly, scenes from the past began to come to mind...

I remember Changsun Muxi once said to herself that Gong Xianqing's piano sound is the cleanest, hence the name Xianqing, but this person has the most uncertain factors, because the person with the clean piano sound means that she is still loyal to her soul.

Leng Moyan didn't believe it at the time, but now...

"Pavilion Master! Xianqing is sick and confused, I will take her back first!"

"Pavilion Master, you are completely confused by Xianqing, and you also know that Xianqing loves to joke with you the most."

"Pavilion Lord!"

"shut up!"

Leng Moyan yelled to stop everyone's intercession, and the hall returned to a dead silence, which was so quiet that it was frightening.

Leng Moyan looked at Gong Xianqing's gentle smile with a determined expression, and suddenly she also smiled.

"I will fulfill you."

If you want to die, I will fulfill you, Gong Xianqing...

"Cut off her tendons and throw her into the headless valley at the bottom of Tianjue Cliff!"

Leng Moyan ordered in a cold voice, but no one dared to move, and no one was willing to move. Where is Headless Valley?The ferocious beasts there are the most ferocious. Because of the food shortage, they have to kill each other. The ferocity developed by long-term hunger is incomparable with the ferocious beasts outside, and they love to bite the most deadly neck of their prey, ensuring that they can One blow kills the enemy, so you can often see decapitated corpses in the valley.

Seeing that no one was willing to move, Leng Moyan took out the Snow Shadow Sword wrapped around her waist, and took a step, but was held back by the person beside her.

"Don't... Mo Yan..."

Leng Moyan twitched his hands, pulled his sleeve out of Leng Xiaowu's hand, and came to Gong Xianqing with the sword in hand.

"I'm giving you one last chance..."

Leng Moyan's sword touched Gong Xianqing's brow, and her brow was cut, and blood slowly flowed out, filling that pale face with a strong, beautiful but strange red.

"Yunran has gone back. I know you can't do it for the time being, but you can't stop doing it for the rest of your life. Only in this way... I can ensure her life is safe."

Gong Xianqing raised her eyes to look at Leng Moyan, only to see her eyes were red, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

Leng Moyan's sword moved to Gong Xianqing's wrist, and said quietly: "This hand once saved me...but Gong Xianqing..."

It was you who personally ruined the friendship we built.

There was a flash of cold light, blood splashed out, and the hall was filled with the sound of heavy and rapid breathing... and the sobbing and muffled groans caused by pain...

Southern Chu Kingdom, outside Jinle City, Qingling Temple.

This is Nan Qianmo's last day at Qingling Temple. She kneels in front of the Buddha every day and doesn't talk to anyone. She should eat and sleep, but the rest of the time is spent in front of the Buddha. .

"Empress Dowager, it's time to go back."

Yunran helped Nan Qianmo up, but Yunran opened his mouth in a blink of an eye, but swallowed the words back.

"what you want to say?"

Nan Qianmo's tone was calm, like a calm lake, so calm that it made people afraid.

"Empress Dowager...Gong Xianqing was the late emperor's concubine after all, and now she disappeared for no reason... How should I declare it to the outside world?"

This question has entangled Yun Ran for a long time, she dared not ask Nan Qianmo, for fear of bringing up Nan Qianmo's sadness.

Nan Qianmo's body stiffened instantly...

At this moment, she can really feel...it turns out that that person seems to have never existed...it's all fake...

"...Concubine Yao is suffering from a strange disease and is recuperating in the Yazhu Palace outside the palace."

Nan Qianmo's tone was very calm, but a slight trembling sound could be heard at the end.

Yunran looked at Nan Qianmo, saw that Nan Qianmo's eyes gradually turned red, and the corner of his mouth bewilderedly evoked a self-deprecating smile. He pursed his lower lip to keep what he wanted to say out of his mouth.

Gong Xianqing...Damn it!You bloody bastard!