Bird Reimu Dance · Returning Night

Zhaolan Hall, in the courtyard.

Under the pear tree, a girl in a yellow shirt, as bright as beautiful jade, is standing with her palms together in the wind.

"Princess Ling, why don't you rest for a while...or your body will not be able to hold on." Xue Zinan persuaded her softly.

"No, I want to pray for the emperor's mother until they are safe." Murong Ling said softly.

"The wind is blowing. I think the princess should enter the palace first. I believe that the emperor and the queen dowager have their own destiny...Princess don't need to worry too much. It's better to take care of yourself first." Yang Zhong persuaded, propped up on crutches, but Although he said so, his eyes were full of anxiety and anxiety, and finally he couldn't help sighing in a low voice, "Oh, it's all because my leg was injured at the wrong time..."

"Brother Yang, don't say that..." Xue Zinan turned her eyes and said with concern, but her voice stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, she suddenly drew her knife and shouted, "Who is there?!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhong drew his blade and looked in Xue Zinan's direction warily.

I saw a crimson figure staggering out of the shadows.

Yang Zhong's pupils shrank violently, and he murmured to the woman in red, "Master...?"

"Little Zhong..." The woman was panting with difficulty, her eyes were a little loose, her body seemed to be on the verge of falling, and every step she took was like a thousand lead stones.

"Master!" Yang Zhong didn't hesitate when he heard the sound of 'Little Zhong', he hurriedly limped up to meet her, and stretched out his arms to support her, "You...what's wrong with you?"

"Quick...quick..." The woman grabbed his arm and stared at him, but suddenly there was a lot of indescribable pain on her face.

"Hurry up?" Yang Zhong looked at her puzzled.

"Kill me!" the woman suddenly yelled.

Yang Zhong was taken aback for a moment, but in the next moment, a strange purple light flashed from the woman's eyes, and the woman suddenly pulled out a dagger from her sleeve.

"Brother Yang, be careful!" Xue Zinan was terrified, and rushed forward to hug Yang Zhong to avoid the sharp cold light.

The two fell heavily to the ground together, and when they looked up again, they saw that Murong Ling under the pear tree was caught by the woman like a chicken before she could make a low cry, and she didn't care about falling to the ground Yang Zhong and Xue Zinan, who were not alone, quickly disappeared into the night with Murong Ling.

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In a daze, I felt that Master was carrying me on his back, and rushed out of the dormitory.

As soon as we stepped out of the dormitory, we heard a loud noise from behind, and the whole hall collapsed, filled with smoke and dust.

The emperor didn't know whether he was woken up by the pain of being pushed to the ground by me earlier, or by the loud noise. When I struggled to prop up the eyelids that seemed to be closed at any time, I happened to meet his terrified eyes.

"How come here...you...you..."

He sat slumped on the ground, staring in awe at the flames spreading everywhere, looking at Murong Ying in astonishment, and then seeing Master and me, he clenched his fists tightly, showing strong hostility on his face.

I can't describe Murong Ying's expression, she just stared blankly at the scar on Master's cheek, but didn't say anything.

It was the master who coughed and broke the strange silence first, "Come with me, let's go out and talk about anything."

I saw Murong Ying bit her lower lip unnaturally, but she still helped the emperor up and followed behind the master.

There is no way to go back the same way.Master led us to the other side.

Along the way, Master always rushed to the forefront, waving a silver gun to open a way for us through the sea of ​​fire.By the time she escaped to birth, the scars on her face had been cracked, dripping with blood, and her face was covered with scorched earth.Only her pair of shallow amber eyes were still clear and clear, as if she retained the last trace of her expression in this world.

When stepping out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the sky was about to dawn, and the gray mist in the morning poured into the palace like a light-colored little snake.

Master put me down with great difficulty, and asked the three of us with difficulty breathing, "Are you all alright?"

I stood precariously, looking at Master like this, and suddenly felt sad for no reason.

According to my mother's words, Master should be the enemy of my Lin family, but for some reason, I just can't bear to hate Master like this at all...

I reluctantly shook my head, indicating that I was fine, but Murong Ying and the emperor remained silent.

I saw Murong Ying staring at Master blankly, her eye circles gradually turned red, her soft lips trembled slightly, she clearly seemed to have a thousand words to say, but in the end she turned her face away and remained silent.The emperor kept his head down and pressed his thin lips tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands emerged, as if trying to hold back something.

The master looked at Murong Ying, then at the emperor, and finally fixed his eyes on Murong Ying's face. There were thousands of emotions on the face in an instant. She couldn't help but raised her arms to her and called softly, "Ying Son..."

Murong Ying seemed to be biting her lower lip very quickly, but when she turned her eyes away, she asked indifferently, "Who are you?"

The icy mist in my heart surged up again under her indifferent expression.

Am I really wrong about her... Is she really a cold-blooded and heartless person?

I saw Master's eyes reveal a deep sense of sadness after hearing this, and his whole body seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, hunched over, and even covered his lips uncontrollably and coughed heavily.

"Yeah...I get it...I get it..."

It took a long time for the master to straighten up, slowly put down his arms, and his face regained a little calm, but I was surprised to see a bright red color in her palm.

As if she was talking to herself, she murmured bitterly, "You...you have to take good care of yourself..."

"Stop being hypocritical."

The emperor who had been silent all this time also opened his mouth coldly at this time, his eyes full of sarcasm, "The emperor's uncle saved me, so he must be able to claim credit in front of the mother, right? I don't know how the mother will reward the emperor's uncle? My throne? Also Or...herself?"

"Yan'er!" The master couldn't help interrupting sharply after hearing this, her eyes widened and her shoulders trembled, as if she couldn't believe that the emperor would say such words, "You...do you think so much about your mother? ?!"

"Don't call me Yan'er!"

In the next moment, the emperor suddenly rushed at Master viciously, grabbed her by the neck, and yelled angrily, "You are not my father! What right do you have to call me that? Who borrowed your courage? You How dare you appear in front of me so grandly?! What else do you want to take away from me?! Over the years, have you lost your flesh and blood, and taken away your love? Are you still not satisfied?! I...I must kill You! I want revenge!"

I hastily stepped forward and grabbed his arm, and shouted angrily, "Hey, do you have a conscience! It's my teacher...she risked her life to save you! Are you going to repay your favor?!"

"Go away! What are you?" He stretched out his palm and pushed me to the ground, glanced at me coldly, then stared at Master and insulted, "Uncle Emperor, what do you think? Even if you want to find me Personally spying on me, I shouldn't have found such a man, woman, rude and rude guy to pretend to be a prince and enter the palace!"

There was a crisp "pop", and the air suddenly condensed.

I was stunned, and Master was also stunned.

The emperor slowly let go of the master, raised his hand to touch his cheek, looked at the light red figure who rushed up suddenly in a daze, and pointed at her in disbelief after a long time and asked, "You...you actually Dare to hit me?"

"Your Majesty, it is you who have spoken too much." Murong Ying replied without any emotion, without even looking at me.

The emperor looked at her, then at me, and at the master for the last time, and suddenly laughed hoarsely, "Yeah...how did I forget...you are the emperor's uncle's daughter after all...naturally, even A dog under the imperial uncle's seat should be taken care of like this!" With red eyes, he stared at the master suddenly, and said every word, "Murongyan, between you and me, don't say any more hypocritical and disgusting things. Now, now that I have fallen into your hands, if you want to kill or scrape, it is up to you!"

After a long time, no one spoke again.

Until the master let out a long sigh, and repeated in a low voice as if talking to himself, "Yes... between you and me... between you and me..."

"I'm afraid... there is no way out!" The master suddenly clenched the silver gun in his hand, strode forward, grabbed the emperor by the collar, and pointed the gun point directly at his eyes.

This move shocked Murong Ying and me.

"You...you..." The emperor's face turned pale immediately. This is probably the first time in his life that he has realized so clearly why everyone in the world calls the man who pointed a gun at him the 'King Shura'. The moment the hostility came from this person and rushed towards him, his palms couldn't help trembling, but he still clenched his teeth, but he refused to show the slightest bit of fear on his face, and simply closed his eyes and shouted, "You traitor! If you want to do something, do it quickly! After I die, I will turn into a ghost and claim your life!"

The master stared at the young and angry face of the emperor along the mottled tip of the spear, but his eyes gradually became calm, "Very well, you are not afraid in the face of danger. After all, you still have the courage of a king. It is a pity that if your heart is the same as yours now How can you see through the truth of the world with your eyes closed all the time like this..." After saying this, the master let go of his hand slowly, and hearing a 'clang', he suddenly inserted the silver gun in his hand deeply upside down into the ground.

She stared at the emperor sourly, staring at his face that somewhat resembled her own when she was young. It took a long time before she heard her say every word, "Listen, you can kill me..."

"Master!" I exclaimed.

"Father!" Murong Ying finally couldn't help calling out the first sentence she said since she saw Master, "Father", she tightly clutched her skirt, and looked at Master with her chest heaving violently.

Even the emperor raised his eyes suddenly, as if he suspected that he had heard wrong.

The master sighed to him in a low voice, "I know that sooner or later there will be a day...you can kill me, but you have to understand one thing - this is not called revenge, but - the king wants the minister to die! Because You are the emperor now, do you know what an emperor is? Ordinary people can certainly think about revenge, but the emperor can't. Sitting in that seat of bones... How can you only care about one person's gains and losses, just think about it? What about personal grievances? You can be ruthless or merciful, whatever you want, but how can you live in my shadow all your life?! Look at your current situation, look at the sky behind you Sea of ​​fire...At this moment, instead of digging into the cause and learning from the pain, you only think about how to fight with me...Don't you understand?! I am not your real enemy at all, your own willful heart Use a treacherous heart! As a king, you not only did not put your heart into protecting the world from being destroyed, but also did not put your heart into protecting your mother and siblings. Now...you are in danger of even your own life and the throne...Daddy Yan's hard-won ten years of peace, do you want to be infamous for being completely ruined by you?" At this point, the master's tone suddenly became fierce, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable pain, "I don't regret my death, I'm just worried...worried about the current you...are you really capable of protecting everything you own?"

The emperor looked around in a daze, his body swayed slightly, and a very frustrated expression appeared on his face.

"Listen, you're not the first person to try to kill me, and you'll never be the last, but if you think killing me now will put you at ease from now on, then pull out your gun Come, and I will make it right."

The emperor slowly clenched his fists, but still stepped forward silently, pulled out his silver spear forcefully, and pointed it straight at Master.

"Don't interfere." Master said to Murong Ying and me without looking back.

Bamboo shadows swayed all around, and reflected on the emperor's face, he looked a little ferocious, and he said with red eyes and hatred, "Since you have said that I am so incompetent... Why did you pretend to die and make way for me... Now that you're back...then just kill me...Why waste so much talk?!"

The master pursed his chapped lips, a little helplessness and sadness flashed in his eyes very quickly, and then said in a low voice, "You know, if it wasn't because of fate and the current situation, you and I should be able to get closer. It's a pity No, you and I can't escape the inconsistency between swords and swords..." She paused, lowered her eyes and said with emotion, "It's just like me and your father... no matter how close we used to be... In the end, it is inevitable..." At this moment, the master seemed to be unable to bear to say any more, with a look of unspeakable pain on her face, she took a deep breath, and then continued, "Maybe this is you and me It's the fate of being born in the emperor's family...but I hope you can understand that even if there is a winner and loser between you and me, you don't need to worry at all...because between you and me... Of course you win, and it will always be you who wins..."

The emperor was taken aback for a moment, looked up at the corner of Master's bitter lips, and blurted out as if he didn't understand, "What are you talking about...?"

Master smiled wryly, and said hoarsely, "Your Majesty...Actually, I never thought of arguing with you...All these years, the world has called me an absurd usurper of power, and I have never refuted it. Do you know why? It's because I understand very well that how ridiculous I am makes it appear that you, the young emperor who succeeds you, are more wise and upright!" At this point, Master raised his hand, as if he wanted to step forward to pat him The emperor's shoulders, but the arms were in the air for a moment, and they still hung down. She continued in an almost inaudible voice, "Listen, I don't care what others think of me. But you are different, you should be The most outstanding son of my Murong family, you must be a wise king who is praised by the world. You must not mess up this matter. Do you understand... Yan... Your Majesty."

The emperor was completely stunned, the expression in his eyes seemed to be the first time he knew the master, he slowly put down the silver spear in his hand, and couldn't help muttering, "Why...?"

Before Master could speak, an extremely disturbing female voice suddenly came coldly from the bamboo forest behind us.

"Because you are Leng Lange's son!"