[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

Red Leaf Villa.

The spring breeze grows green grass, and the willows turn into orioles.What is incompatible with the vigorous spring is the maple forest that has begun to shed its leaves. The dark red and ruined maple leaves are piled up under the tree, desolate and desolate.

Dry and prosperous flow, its own timing.It is not a long-term solution to push Qingfeng into red against the natural timing.

And the life of the hostess of the villa, like these maple leaves, is dying day by day.

When Long Su arrived at Hongye Villa, Lord Deng was already waiting there.

Before Long Su could open his mouth, Deng Jiuwu said bluntly: "I killed the young envoy. The Confucianism can be held accountable for this. It's just that the benevolent Confucian loves others, so please ask Longshou to rescue him."

——He didn't ask about Bai Zhou's death, nor did he ask if Long Su could be saved.

When Long Su and Deng Jiuwu met their eyes, they had reached an exchange of interests.

Long Su waved his fan to hide the redundant expression on his face, "It's important to save people, please lead the way."

Entering Mrs. Hongye's bedroom and opening the curtain, I saw a nun dressed in sea green feeding her medicine. It was Mie Ding, the guardian of the village.

"You go down first." Deng Jiuwu ordered.

Mie Ding looked at Long Su suspiciously, but put down the medicine bowl and left.Deng Jiuwu walked to the bed, helped the unconscious Hongye to sit up, helped her put on the cloak, and said, "It's time to start. I won't worry about Hongye, so I won't avoid it."

"It doesn't matter." Long Su didn't care, he waved his sleeves to clear an open space, together with the qin case, he turned into a white jade qin, sat down after straightening his clothes, and plucked the strings with his hands down.

The clear and upright piano sounds, like a snowfield glacier, under the crystal clear and quiet, there are countless undercurrents, flowing slowly and imperceptibly.The hidden skills flowed into Hongye's ears with the music, and she could not sleep peacefully in her dream. With the sound of the piano lingering in her ears repeatedly, she breathed a sigh of relief in her dream, her breath was peaceful, and her face was calm. Gradually improved, slowly opened his eyes.

With the previous experience of Bai Zhou, she quickly realized the current situation.

"Hongye, how do you feel?" Deng Jiuwu asked carefully.

Seeing his surprise mixed with fear, Hongye couldn't help nodding with a smile, "I can catch my breath now."

Deng Jiuwu was relieved, happy but a little overwhelmed, he just hugged Hongye tightly and kept saying: "That's good, that's good..." After all, he was concerned about the presence of outsiders, Deng Jiuwu quickly returned to normal, he got up and faced With Long Su cupping his hands, "I'm just kidding, anyway, thank you Long Shou."

Long Su put away Bai Yuqin and said, "My lord's wife's love is so enviable. I've heard that Hongye Mountain Villa is full of forests, so I'll go visit it first." He walked out of the bedroom consciously, leaving space for them.

After a long time, Deng Jiuwu came out of the room, perhaps it was Mrs. Hongye's comfort, Deng Jiuwu at this time did not have the cunning and coldness of gold and silver hands harvesting lives, looking at Long Su, he also looked too lazy to talk to you With a fussy look, "Hongye said that she wants to talk to you alone."

Long Su stayed here intending to discuss with Deng Jiuwu, although he was surprised by this request, he readily agreed.

Walking into Mrs. Hongye's boudoir again, Mrs. Hongye has already changed into the clothes for meeting guests, and personally made a cup of tea for Long Su, "Thank you, Mr. Long Su, for your rescue."

Her smile was gentle and demure, and her brows were frowned with a trace of sadness.

"Madam sees me alone, is there anything I can't tell Lord Deng?" Long Su noticed her depression and asked.

Hongye sighed softly, "Sir, your eyes are like torches." After finishing speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her wrist to show Long Su.

I saw a red line on Hao's wrist like frost and snow, which looked very strange.

Long Su was also taken aback, said "Excuse me", put his hand on Hongye's wrist, and looked at Hongye in astonishment after a while.

The pulse condition is congealed and astringent, intermittent, and the blood flow is not smooth, which is a trace of poisoning.

Hongye put down her sleeves and sighed, "To be honest, this is the secret poison of the royal family of the ten chieftains in the northwest. Back then, the king of the chiefdom favored me, and the queen gave me this poison because of her grudge. There was no sign of an attack. Now it seems that my heart disease suppressed it."

Mrs. Hongye smiled sadly, "It must be retribution. I killed so many people from the ten chieftains in the northwest, and they died under the secret poison of the chieftains. .”

"Ma'am," Long Su suddenly turned serious. He looked at Hongye and paused every word, "You are not wrong. From the beginning to the end, you are the one who died."

As if being soothed by the unique determination in his golden eyes, Hongye sighed, took a sip of tea, and calmed down, "In any case, I must thank Mr. Longsu for taking care of me. It is my blessing. Hongye is not afraid of death, but Worried about Ninety-Five, he..."

Long Su's expression was subtle, and he said frankly: "Actually, you don't need to thank me... I sent the fairy phoenix."

Hongye was startled, bowed her head in silence for a while, then shook her head, "I can't blame you."

Long Su turned his head and thought for a while, "I've read about this poison in a book, it's called 'Red Thread Yin', after being poisoned, a red mark will appear on the wrist, slowly extending to the heart as the blood flows, wait until the red mark arrives The heart is the moment of death. This is the chief's secret poison, and I can't do anything about it."

Although she had resigned herself to her fate, Hongye still showed disappointment after hearing this.

Who knows, Long Su suddenly asked: "Madam, do you have any wishes?"

Hongye knew that the other party was sympathetic and kind, so she opened her heart and replied truthfully: "I want to retire with me during the ninth five year period, and then go to the south of the Yangtze River to see Qionghua. I heard people say that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful. In a few days, Qionghua It’s opened, like a snowdrift, like a jade plate—I really want to see it.”

"Yes," Long Su smiled, but his golden eyes fixedly looked at Hongye, as if promising, "Madam will see."

When Long Su came out of Mrs. Hongye's boudoir, Deng Jiuwu stood under the maple tree with hands behind his back, quietly watching the maple leaves falling slowly.

"The dragon head of the Confucian school really deserves its reputation, and they are closely linked. Even I fell into your trap." Deng Jiuwu said very bluntly as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The prince is willing to let go, isn't it because the lack of envoys is irrelevant?" Long Su Youyou said.

If you think about it carefully, Bai Zhou's stealing of medical books is a serious crime in the Confucian school, and his lack of skill almost killed Mrs. Hongye. The person in charge of the sect had the intention to expose this matter, and there was indeed no serious threat to Deng Jiuwu.

"I think the picture of Longshou is very big. If the Central Plains Righteous Way finds out, I'm afraid..." Deng Jiuwu sneered.

"Combining will benefit both, and dividing will harm both. The prince will not do such a stupid thing."

"You're wrong," Deng Jiuwu stretched out his hand to catch a falling red leaf, "Combining or splitting has nothing to do with me. Only now do I know that without red leaves, hegemony and power are meaningless."

Emotions appeared on his vicissitudes of life, "I fell in love with Hongye when I was young. Although I was aggressive, I only thought that I would be rich and give Hongye a life without worries. It's a pity that the world makes people, forcing me to climb up again and again. , I used unscrupulous means to play with people's hearts, harmed many people, and failed others. When Hongye came back to me, I found that it was not enough, I wanted more, but..."

Deng Jiuwu shook his head and sighed, "Hongye is my weakness. During this period of time, I have figured it out. Either I can give up on her. Otherwise, either I am controlled by others because of my weakness, or Hongye will die because of me."

"Wealth, power, status, and prestige are what I want, but when I can't have both, I know what is most important to me. It's a pity that I can't cooperate with you."

As Long Su listened, the folding fan in his hand had stopped. He lowered his eyes to hide his imperceptible deep thoughts. The sunlight shone through the sparse red maple onto his face. confused.

However, the flickering sunlight made him wake up again, Long Su came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Then, I won't force it. The Qionghua in the south of the Yangtze River makes snowy branches, Madam has longed for it, the prince must not miss it."

"Naturally." Deng Jiuwu smiled.

Laughing away enmity.

Sending off the reluctant Mrs. Mie Ding, Deng Jiuwu helped Mrs. Hongye into a comfortable and spacious carriage, and then drove the carriage himself.

When the whip was raised and the whip fell, the horse hissed and ran, and the locked gate of Hongye Mountain Villa gradually moved away behind it, and finally disappeared.

Madam Hongye put down the bead curtain and sighed melancholy: "I really can't bear to be here."

"If you want Hongye Villa, we can come back to live anytime."

Hongye smiled softly, shook her head and said, "It's just a moment of emotion."

"Jiuwu, can you promise me something?"

"I agree to whatever you say."

"Don't kill people anymore, don't hurt people anymore, retire and live a good life."

"I promise you."

Having received the promise, Hongye relaxed, leaned wearily against the wall of the carriage, couldn't help but stretched out her arms and rolled up her sleeves, there was only a small red spot on her wrist, which glowed with a strange and unknown luster.

"Yangzhou should arrive soon..." She closed her eyes and muttered.

Who moved the Qi tree to the fairyland, light ice in February and frost in August.

Flowers do not bloom and fall for a long time, and the ground is full of red and silent.

Long Su stood outside the empty Red Leaf Villa, the maple forest in the villa was about to fall, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of bare branches.

Mie Ding was about to leave with his pack on his back, but when he saw outsiders still lingering under the wall, he immediately became vigilant, "Are you still leaving?"

"Master, don't worry, I will leave now."

"Don't call me Shi Tai, I have already decided to return to vulgarity and change my name to Sword Fairy Fairy." Mie Ding, no, Fairy Fairy corrected.

"Jianzi... Immortal Fairy?" Long Su's expression was a little weird, he coughed lightly, "Miss Xian Fairy is so courageous."

"Of course."

"Miss Xianji, please let me have a word. I heard that Jianzi has been seriously injured recently. If you find her, you must restrain him and don't let him hear the goings-on of the world, so as not to disturb his recovery. If any friends come to visit, please also Decline politely. In short, let him close his eyes and listen, there are many talented people in the world, is it that there is still a swordsman missing?" Long Su's words were full of secret temptation, persuading him.

"It makes sense." Xian Ji made up her mind to do as he said, "But, who are you?"

The folding fan hid the unpredictable curvature of his lips, "A kind passerby."