Ning Yi and Song Yiren stood in the red pavilion of the East Fangyuan until dawn.

The dawn shone, leaning against the door to "sleep", and later, Cinnabar, who gradually fell asleep, slowly opened his eyes and saw the two figures, feeling like a different life.

One night is neither long nor short.

But it is enough to make two people who have never met but have been with God for a long time become true friends.

"Thank you."

Ning Yi still said this.

After this night, he had already gained a different understanding of the only son of King Song.

Ning Yi said seriously: "If it weren't for you, I would have had a lot of trouble."

Song Yiren said calmly: "My father told me that some people in this world can live for a thousand years, while some people can live for a long time. The road is long and short, and the fate is shallow and deep. It is not just good to see it, but it is best to have some friends who can accompany you to see it. There should not be too many."

Ning Yi was a little surprised. His hair fluttered with the wind. He looked at Song Yiren and said, "Where are those riders with mysterious characters?"

"They have been with me for five years and are my good brothers. They are hardworking for life and death in the northern border and leave each other's backs to each other. This is a man's memory, and I regard it as a treasure. However, it is a foregone conclusion that I left the Ping Yaosi. My life will be wonderful in the future. Those who are willing to stay on the God Plateau will be promoted and wealthy. I have already prepared the Golden Avenue of the Future for them." Song Yiren said lightly: "For me, these are just a slaughter."

Ning Yi remained silent slightly, and he knew that what the other party said was not false.

"It's not that I don't want to stay in Beijing with them, but that I'm really different from them." Song Yiren narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hands, and lazily put them behind his head. He looked at the white white fish in the sky and murmured softly: "I not only bring the sword to cut demons in the northern border, I have some things that I have to face."

Ning Yi could understand what Song Yiren meant.

If you want to bring a crown, you must bear the weight.

With Song Que and Gu Yiren here, Song Yiren was able to spend the first five years of killing monsters in the north. What about then? How many five years will there be? The troubles caused by the great family and great business cannot be solved by escaping.

"I told my parents that this time the erratic disobedience is a compromise." Song Yiren lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "After Li Baitao left southern Xinjiang, the Sui Dynasty would not blame me alone. It would take some time for them to react. I will take the cinnabar girl to Changbai Mountain for seclusion."

Ning Yi whispered: "The Great Court will begin soon."

"Yes." Song Yiren smiled and said disapprovingly: "It has nothing to do with me. I don't want to fight with those geniuses in the Holy Mountain. There is nothing to fight for. They play with them. I have something I have to worry about."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Spring is warm and flowers bloom. It won't take long before the 'Changling' will be opened. The people from the Holy Mountain come to Tiandu City one after another. Do you need me to leave you a backup plan?"

Ning Yi shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of them."

"Hahaha..." After hearing this, Song Yiren laughed. He looked at the Hongting Lake with three points of appreciation. He looked at the surface of Hongting Lake, and said happily: "This world is like the spring lake falling. I heard from Mr. Yuan Chun that the year when Mr. Xu Zang carried his sword was a rare year of prosperity in the Sui Dynasty. Many geniuses came into being. With Luo Changsheng, Cao Ran, and Ye Hongfu, the rare and rare geniuses before are now quite like a 'Qing' crossing the river'."

Ning Yi held the oil paper umbrella with both hands, closed his eyes, and recalled Xu Zang's back holding the sword.

He opened his eyes and said seriously: "We will wait for Changling to open, and all the geniuses will arrive."

Song Yiren patted his shoulder.

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......

The two stood for a moment.

When we parted, we exchanged a few greetings.

"When will your formation be better?" Song Yiren looked at Ning Yi and finally asked seriously: "I have seven days left at most, and I will leave Tiandu."

"Before leaving, come to my mansion." Ning Yi thought for a moment and said, "I will give you the best formation."

"Okay, I'll say goodbye to you then." Song Yiren smiled and turned around. He trotted two steps, came to the woman in red robe who had been waiting for a long time, and hugged Zhusha's shoulder intimately. He was twisted by the latter's waist, and grinned in pain.

Ning Yi smiled and watched this scene. Song Yiren and Zhusha left the East Xiangyuan, but he was still in the Hongting Pavilion.

He closed his eyes and breathed in the fresh air on the lake, feeling refreshed.

With a creak, the door of the room opened.

Ning Yi has been waiting for the girl to wake up.

The girl leaning against the door of the wing room was wearing a cool white dress. The former owner in the East Fence Garden seemed to have left many things. Xu Qingyan pulled one of them casually and put it on her body. Her shoulders were covered with a black gauze. The swaying white skirt spread to her calves, revealing her delicate skin as delicate as mutton fat.

The girl looked at the light outside the house with barefoots.

She was a little afraid at first, but when she saw Ning Yi standing in the Hongting, some courage surged in her heart.

"That evil man..." After thinking for a long time, Ning Yi decided to call Jingbai "the evil man". He paused and said, "He has received the punishment he deserves."

Ning Yi did not tell Xu Qingyan that Jingbai was dead, and he spoke very tactfully.

"There will be no other evil people in the future. Dongxiang Garden will be peaceful and you will have a new teacher." Ning Yi said seriously: "Believe me... no one will imprison you, you can see the sun every day."

He stood in the Hongting, and the lake water flew behind him, and the carp jumped out.

"That bone flute leaf can save you from the pain of divine nature. If it is overflowing, you will be in the bone flute. If it is convenient, I will come to see you often." Ning Yi looked at Xu Qingyan, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes.

After spending five days with the old nun named Jingbai, Xu Qingyan's eyes were no longer pure.

She looked at the Hongting Lake in confusion and looked at the Dongxiang Garden around her, feeling familiar and unfamiliar.

She has suffered from divine suffering.

This is the first time she has suffered from human nature.

Compared to her brother and the third prince Li Bailin, this is the most direct and cruel kind of pain. She saw the ugly face of the world, and that pure white paper is no longer fair.

The girl and Ning Yi were separated by a distance, three or four steps, and no longer approached.

This is a safe distance. Every time Jingbai approaches her, she will subconsciously maintain this distance.

Her mind was filled with the experiences of the past few days, and she felt that every hour was suffering. The person who nailed the rivets had been punished, but the rivets were still there, and even if they were pulled out, they would leave traces of never healing.

Ning Yi took a step forward, and at the same time stretched out a hand to pat the girl on the shoulder.

But there was nothing left.

The girl subconsciously avoided her.

"It's past...it's all over..." Ning Yi said softly: "Forget it..."

Xu Qingyan nodded softly.

A soft knock came from outside the door.

Ning Yi turned around and saw Eunuch Hai standing at the door.

"Mr. Ning Xiaohou, the matter in the palace has been handled, so you should not stay for a long time." Eunuch Hai sighed and said softly: "The teacher that Your Majesty invited for Miss Xu will be here soon. Please ask the Marquis to leave as soon as possible."

Ning Yi nodded. After Eunuch Hai finished speaking, he closed the East Fang Garden with great awareness of the current affairs.

Ning Yi stopped talking and was about to leave.

A gentle pull came from the sleeve behind him.

Ning Yi turned around in confusion, the girl threw herself into her arms, and her choking voice gradually became louder.

The boy's expression immediately calmed down, lowered his eyebrows and eyes. One of his hands hesitated again and again, slowly lowered it, and gently patted the other person's back.

This process is long and short.

The spring breeze blows on my face.

The lake is jumping.

No one said a word.

Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan stood on the red pavilion in the East Fang Garden, in the dawn that was about to dawn.

The girl didn't say a word, she cried very ugly, her voice intermittently, and she suffered a lot over the years and suffered a lot. She kept it in her heart, accumulated a lot of things, and she was all in tears.

The bones can take away the divine nature she has accumulated, but they cannot take away the pain she has experienced.

Ning Yi was silent again.

He thought this girl was not easy.

Every day is not easy.

Living is already so difficult, why bother going through so many troubles in the world?

This girl has nothing, the whole world is dark.

The person who opened the door to her was himself, and the person who brought her the first ray of light was himself.

It took a long time.

The girl's voice stopped slowly, and she paused word by word, choking and said, "Mr. Ning Yi...I want to ask you, did I do something wrong?"

Jingbai beats her, scolds her, insults her, and tortures her.

These have become a spiritual imprint.

Ning Yi shook his head.

The girl's face was already in tears.

Xu Qingyan's voice was awkward: "I know there are always evil people in this world. Should I... should I resist earlier?"

She was in pain all night last night, tossing and turning, questioning herself countless times.

If I had picked up the broken porcelain piece earlier.

If you can make up your mind and make a decision.
To be continued...