Playing charades
Jiuchong seemed to be smiling.
"I've been wanting to see you for so many years."
Ren Beixi turned around and stared at him.
It seemed to be asking, did he have to trap him here? Of course not, he just didn't want to leave.
"Your brother has always advised you not to be too murderous since you were young."
After a while, he fixed his gaze on the thin piece of clothing in Ren Beixi's arms. Gui Xiaoniang's peach-pink embroidered shoes drooped slightly, swaying along with her slender ankles.
He suddenly felt that the moonlit night was dark enough.
The man's laughter sounded captivating, but the corners of his lips only curled up slightly: "You, don't you want that chicken anymore?"
Ren Beixi lowered his eyes and stared at the light powder on the corners of the lips of the person in his arms. He reached out and wiped some away before saying, "No more."
Jiuchong's eyes were burning.
He locked the bird cage beside him, walked step by step to the stairs, pulled out the chess piece that was not worn at all, picked up the half of the ebony handrail that he had cut off, and threw it to the bottom of the stairs.
Blowing away the dust.
"Well, if you really want to know, just put Guiyao on my bed and come in yourself."
He stretched out his arm and pointed at the red silk in the inner room.
Ren Beixi lowered his eyes and held Guiyao firmly in his arms. He took the veil placed beside him and covered the fair face of the person in his arms with it.
Gui Yao frowned subconsciously, but finally couldn't help opening her eyes and motioned Ren Beixi to take her with him.
She heard the man speak coldly.
"I'm worried."
Just loosened the corner of his clothes.
After walking about a hundred steps, the fragrance in her nose dissipated a lot, and Guiyao began to hear the voices of animals in her mind, but they were not many and were intermittent.
She continued to pretend to be dizzy and listened carefully to what Jiuchong said.
"After all these years, you've grown up quite a bit. The script for the General's Order was scribbled by Ren Zhong when he was about ten years old." He smiled. "You've fulfilled Ren Zhong's expectations of you quite well."
"To be a general is to serve the people. This is what the Ren family should do."
In the past, Gui Yao could not tell whether Ren Beixi's silent eyes were sincere or false, but now, leaning in his arms, she could actually hear his heartbeat quickening.
Gui Yao felt that Jiuchong was a rather moody person.
Hearing this answer, he laughed even harder.
"The General's Order is the only copy from the previous dynasty. Have you ever thought about spreading the Phoenix Drink back into the world?"
The only sound around was the clanging of the rope mechanism.
It was originally a letter to the Ninth Heaven, but he insisted on using the word "重" as the important tone.
There is still a long way to go.
Why are the overlapping hills now bright and dim?
The same word, but deliberately with different pronunciations.
What is the relationship between the two of them?
Gui Yao secretly opened one eye and found that Ren Beixi was holding her and descending. When she raised her eyes, she could only see the beam above her head getting farther and farther away from her.
wrong……
She had passed by West Street many times in the past, but had never noticed the place called "Chaochunlou".
In her mind, the system was flipping through the animal mind-reading notes for her.
"Host, please look."
On the map of Xianyu City, there is clearly only an ordinary restaurant next to the theater on West Street. There is no Chaochun Tower hung with red lanterns.
"arrive."
Kunou's voice lowered a little.
He picked up the golden pheasant whose butt had not been dyed, exchanged it with the golden pheasant with red butt, and threw it into the basket that Ren Beixi had just handed to him.
"I've been looking for it for ten years, and now that I've found it, I feel like it's no different from the little guys I raised."
He seemed to be hinting at something: "Ren Erlang, you never believe in fate."
"But you."
"Why did you agree to this marriage?"
Jiuchong casually picked up a thin brush beside him. The blood was as red as lacquer and had not yet dried in the bowl. He approached Ren Beixi with a smile, looking at the beautiful woman in his arms whom he protected with all his might.
The blood dripped onto the white gauze.
"You were born before I was born, and I was born when you were old."
He smiled sadly, tore out a piece of yellow paper, and wrote the half sentence with bloodstains everywhere.
baffling.
Gui Yao felt the cold air around her penetrate her bones. Only the man in her arms had the right body temperature. Her slender hands couldn't help but squeeze his broad shoulders that were protecting her.
I wanted to get up.
But he was stopped by the person on him.
She suddenly realized that the chill that seemed to be swallowing her to the bone was not just physical coldness.
"How can I not hate him? I calculated those five characters, the beginning of autumn in the year of Guisi, stroke by stroke, and yet they cost him his life."
A red dress, it is hard to tell whether it is blood or paint.
After saying that, Jiuchong grabbed the red feather fan beside him and swung it violently into the distance. The silver needles finely tied to the feather bones bloomed as the animal swung.
"I came to say goodbye to you today."
"The ten-year period is up, the dead are all dead, I have to go find the living."
It is a hidden weapon that kills people without being seen.
At this moment, only the lingering sound of falling to the ground remains.
So Gaotai thanked her and gave up her colorful clothes.
Quiet enough.
"Ren Beixi, is he gone?"
A muffled sound.
He used her strength to stand up from her arms, lowered his eyes to see her red ears, and said nothing, but bent down to help her straighten the hem of her skirt.
The man's voice seemed to have a hook in it: "Want to go shopping?"
Gui Yao lifted the veil on her face, held it in her hand, and her fingertips were about to touch the drop of red.
"It's blood, don't touch it."
Ren Beixi wanted to hold her hand tightly.
She listened to the advice very well, just glanced at it and then looked away, rubbing her hands. She had made too many small movements just now and she was very nervous.
Finally, the earth-shaking scene appeared in Guiyao's eyes.
It was truly shocking. In front of them was a whole wooden wall hanging high. Objects hung on ropes ranged from simple ones like paper birds to sophisticated ones like hidden weapons stored in secret compartments.
Only by turning around can you see that the secret door of the inner room is a huge stone sculpture.
It has both hollowing and solid carving, with clear shapes and majestic brushstrokes.
Draw deeply and deeply.
The appearance of the phoenix seen in poetry and prose.
"This is a phoenix..."
Guiyao's almond eyes were round and bulging. Even though she was a modern woman, she had never been so close to such cultural relics.
Compared to the daytime, she was wearing an extra lotus root powder cloak, which now fluttered in the wind that came from nowhere in the cave.
She wanted to reach out and touch it, but she pulled her hand back just as she was about to touch it, along with the infinite curiosity she expressed.
"Why are you pretending to be faint?"
she heard the man ask.
Gui Yao blinked, having fainted at the behest of the system. She'd fainted many times before she'd adjusted to her frail body, and she'd discovered she was different from the average person. Even when she fainted, she could still chat with the system.
Or like now, spend 10 points to buy a "clear buff" in the system.
Even when fainted, I can still perceive the conversation outside.
But who would have thought that Gui Xiaoniang, who had been taking medicine for many years, would have little effect on the drug.
She half-heartedly wanted to continue pretending to be unconscious.
Unfortunately, just when he was about to secretly open his eyes, he heard Ren Beixi saying he was going to kill someone.
Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's.
"I'm not pretending, I really fainted."
Gui Yao leaned slightly behind Ren Beixi, as if poking him with half-true and half-false words, and glanced sideways.
She saw his slender and powerful hand gripping the crossbow arrow in the grid, and the other hand exerting force to press the mechanism.
The two slender tail feathers were hidden in the dark compartment, appearing a bright dark red under the candlelight.
Gui Yao asked him, "Jiu Chong is leaving just like that? What are we going to do with these things?"
"Burning it?"
Ren Beixi's eyes were filled with the hairpins swaying on her head, and he said helplessly, "That's not necessary."
Gui Yao didn't dare to touch other hidden weapons, and only dared to study the bow and crossbow she got from Ren Beixi.
She narrowed her eyes, but her gaze fell on the tail feather that Ren Beixi picked up.
"It doesn't look like a freshly cut coat."
She was too flustered the previous times and didn't observe so carefully.
The tail feathers of the Golden Pheasant are normally black-brown with spots, like the one on the mountain. Although the feathers in front of me are well preserved, the color is obviously much lighter, not as bright red as the Golden Pheasant with its tail feathers still on its body today.
After saying this, Ren Beixi's silent dark eyes seemed to relax slightly. The young woman beside him seemed to finally give in to her curiosity, her voice slightly breathless from the cold.
"General Ren, can you explain to Yaoyao who this Jiuchong is? His words are as strange as his temperament."
Gui Yao talked a lot, her red lips were shining, and she looked at the man with her eyes curved while mumbling, looking very obedient.
"Who is he going to look for now?" she was puzzled.
The more Ren Beixi ignored her, the more she inexplicably wanted to hear him speak.
But today he seemed determined to punish her for pretending to faint and escaping. He just looked at her with lowered eyelashes when he heard her.
"What does Yaoyao think he will do?" Ren Beixi asked.
Gui Yao accidentally stepped on the thin silver needle on the ground, crushed it slightly, and saw a faint chill coming out of it.
She was still unsure, so she followed his example and shut her mouth, going ahead to pull the switch of another door carved on the stone wall.
This room could be said to be the most precious hidden weapon treasure of Chaochunlou for decades. As they walked towards the next room, they saw ancient books everywhere.
Gui Yao paused and asked, "Is there the 'Phoenix Drinking' written by Ren Zhong here?"
This time, Ren Beixi answered, "No."
Of the things from ten years ago that had been stored here for so long, only the two tail-feather crossbow arrows in his hands were left.
Phoenix Drinking is the last poem left when drinking at Qushui Liushang.
Gui Yao raised her head to look at the old calligraphy and painting beside the candle. The person in the painting was in the breeze and bright moon, and there were three or two copied small portraits beside it. It seemed that it was Ren Zhong, whom Gui Yao had mistaken for Ren Beixi that day.
"I know that brother Ren was the third place winner in that year's imperial examination." In history, it was often said that the most handsome person among the top three would be elected as the third place winner, so Gui Yao paid attention to this matter when she was socialized.
She sat beside the wooden shelf, flipping through some books that the owner often read. It could be seen that Jiuchong had profound insights, many annotations, and the handwriting he left was also very beautiful.
Thinking of this, Gui Yao hesitated and said, "In which imperial examination was Brother Ren younger than the others? He wasn't just an ordinary student, he was also the eldest son of a general, so he received a lot of prejudice before the results were announced."
Rumor has it that General Ren was diagnosed with a leg disease at birth and had to rely on a wheelchair for more than a year. His second son, who was three years younger than him, was brave, calm and introverted, and was more like General Ren.
Ren Beixi looked at her, his Adam's apple rolling.
"Are you curious?" He smiled without looking at his eyes.
Suddenly, while Gui Yao was still nodding seriously, the candle in the dark room was blown out by a gust of wind.
Ren Beixi's sword shone with a cold light, and a lamp was brought from the side. The man's dark eyes were covered with smoke, as if they could drown her.
"The Phoenix Drink is 286 characters long, from mountains to water, from the present to the past, and it tells the story of the phoenix in a dream."
Gui Yao was flipping through these ancient books when she suddenly realized that the ink marks on the paper on Shuxi Mountain that day seemed to be written by the same person.
"Why have I never heard of..."
She frowned, her heart pounding.
Although she has only been in this world for three years, her family has many books. She likes to read ancient books, and her uncle was once the top scholar in the imperial examination.
She looked up at him and heard him speak lightly.
"taboo."
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