Looking at the sword in the cold light

The gorgeous and spacious room is cold, dark, and damp. The windows are blocked by heavy curtains, so that no light from the outside can penetrate. More than a dozen candles are lit on the branch-shaped candelabra. The color of the furnishings in the room is dark, but extremely exquisite. .

Wearing heavy and cumbersome Chinese clothes, Zhu Han paced back and forth in the room, looking fearful and apprehensive. Sometimes he would sit on the wide bed and stare at the candlelight in a daze, and sometimes he would open the curtains and push the closed windows. He heard the chains creaking outside.Zhu Han was not imprisoned at the beginning, and treated him politely. Zhu Han was very disturbed and scared, and ran away to encounter the ancient mausoleum, Shi Yan and Mi Da, and was brought back not long after he ran out.

Zhu Han was very afraid of that huge judge, who was as big as a monster. He couldn't imagine being with a monster. That monster cut a hole in his hand with a knife every day and poured him a bowl of blood. The cold blood made him sick, and since he drank too much of that blood, his body has become like a monster.

His arm was itching again, and Zhu Han kept scratching through his sleeve, which made his arm very painful. He lifted up his sleeve, and his arm became scorched black and smelly in an instant. There were tiny and disgusting white eggs inside, and he kept picking those white eggs in disgust. The white eggs were very fragile, and they broke when he picked them with a little force, and a green liquid flowed out, making him retch non-stop.

This phenomenon only appeared for a short while, and Zhu Han's arm appeared normal again, with only a few red scratch marks on his arm. He sat on the edge of the bed and covered his eyes, wiping away the overflowing tears. The magistrate of the mansion did not force him to drink blood and said that he wanted to marry him, but Zhu Han woke up from nightmares every day, and often dreamed that the Queen of the Palace would abandon him and stay away from him for various reasons. He didn't do anything wrong, but he kept feeling guilty in his heart. He felt even more guilty when he thought that Gong Wuhou had treated him so well in the past, and he felt more and more that this was his retribution. The things buried in his heart crushed him who was fragile .

The door was a little away from the ground, and you could see the shoes of the servants walking back and forth outside. Those servants had dispersed, and a pair of huge feet appeared under the crack of the door, followed by a person. Zhu Han jumped out of bed and ran to the door I went, and found that there was an outsider in the back, obviously a man, hope was rekindled in my heart, he really wanted to go out, but after going out, he didn't know what to do, the only choice was suicide or reincarnation.The judge's voice sounded like that of an ordinary young man: "Zhu Han is very afraid of me and hates me."

The outsiders followed behind without making a sound. They stopped and stood by the door. The judge asked, "What can you do?"

"Help me!" Zhu Han couldn't wait for the man to answer, he rushed to the door and kept beating and calling for him to be saved, screaming hoarsely holding on to that little hope. "Please save me!"

The slim hope was infinitely magnified by Zhu Han in his heart. The outside door was unlocked. Zhu Han couldn't wait to push the door open. My heart fell into the ice cave.

The man from outside was Mida. He changed his clothes, but only shoes and the hem of his robe could be seen under the crack of the door, so Zhu Han didn't recognize him immediately.

Mi Da held a beautifully carved jade brocade box in his hand, with lifelike patterns carved out. It was a congratulatory gift prepared by the dead smoke of the ancient mausoleum for Zhu Han. He took two steps forward and looked at Zhu Han who only reached his chest. The brocade box passed forward and said: "The congratulatory gift from the great master, accept it."

"No..." Zhu Han was covered in cold sweat, and kept retreating into the room, shaking his head. He didn't expect these people to be in the same group, and his intestines were green with regret.

A servant came, Mida handed the brocade box to the servant, and the judge left after saying that there was a banquet in the hall.Mi Da walked in and looked at Zhu Han who fell on the ground. The judge told him many things along the way. He learned that the judge didn't like Zhu Han, but it was not surprising. The servant put the brocade box on the table. Then went out, Mi Da looked at the door, and said to Zhu Han: "You want to go out to find your former son, maybe I can get you out."

"Why? Did the great master say that?" Zhu Han was stunned for a moment, and asked after moving his lips several times. He suddenly became very dazed, and looked up at the tall Mida as if he was shrouded in the shadow. He always felt that he was so pitiful and pathetic, and he didn't believe that these two people had any good intentions. When he thought of Gong Wuhou, he became painful and stood up unsteadily. "Master, hahaha - I can't see him, I don't have the face to face him."

"The great master didn't say that, but I can make this decision." It's actually very simple for Mi Da to let Zhu Han go out, and the judge doesn't have any feelings for Zhu Han, he just wants to find someone to marry and have a baby, as long as Mi Da can say a few words That's fine, Mi Da ignored Zhu Han's sighing words and just said. "Can you go or not?"

"Let's go? Go find the young master." Zhu Han was very excited at this moment, his eyes brightened. He didn't know what these rich people were thinking. He thought he would be imprisoned here forever, but now he heard that he wanted to You can go as long as you go.

Zhu Han followed Mida to the door, became timid, stopped at the door and refused to leave, grabbed the door frame and looked at Mida's back and said suddenly: "I can't go to him, I don't have the face to see him again. He is so good to me. , I just envied him at the beginning, and even dreamed that the great master would give me a palace. Every time I helped him comb his hair, I often envied him. His status and martial arts are so high. He said I was so stupid. He treated me like that at the beginning, in fact I was very resistant but still obeyed him. After all, I admired him a lot. He told me that I was important to him, and I felt ashamed. Woooo—"

At the end he choked up, Zhu Han covered his face and kept wiping away his tears, Mida thought of what Guling Shiyan said to him, what he meant to Zhu Han, Zhu Han leaned against the door, choked up and kept shrugging his shoulders.Mida didn't speak any more, turned around and left, a servant was leading the way for him.

The feast was very sumptuous. There was a long table of food, and a group of graceful women played and danced in the center. The process was regarded as an ordinary greeting. The two also talked about some things that happened after they parted a long time ago. unspeakable things.The wine was strong and pure, and the two of them drank one cup after another. The attendant next to Mi Da kept pouring wine for him. Mi Da finished a large glass of wine in just a few sips. It had been a long time since he drank like this. In the fog, many altars were drunk, and the past of the desire world and the figure of the ancient mausoleum passed away in Mida's mind.

If he drank any more, he was about to pass out, and Mi Da was a little dazed after drinking, and his expression remained the same. The judge wanted him to live in the mansion first, but Mi Da resolutely refused when he thought of the passing smoke in the ancient tomb. After leaving the hall, the others packed up the empty wine jars all over the place.The handsome attendant brought Mida to the gate of the judge's mansion, and took the opportunity to lean over to hold Mida's arm and stick himself there. Mida was a little confused, so he didn't like to get too close to others, so he pushed the attendant away, and the attendant was even more I don't understand, I don't want to send it up, although I know that families like Mida usually have a family, in his heart, such a particularly rich family is just a decoration.

Mi Da's figure disappeared at the gate, knowing that he had been out for a long time, he hurried back.I woke up a little on the way, went back to the residence, entered the gate of the courtyard and saw Zhu Baoxiang rolling in mud and screaming non-stop. As soon as the gate opened and saw him, I rushed over and hugged his leg, looking very aggrieved.

Mida picked up the dog and put it aside, walked into the house.The house was kept very clean, almost even the floor was spotless. Mida walked past the tea table, but the tea set on it was gone. It was surprisingly quiet. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he saw the passing smoke of the ancient mausoleum coming down from the stairs.With long silver-gray hair hanging loose, she was wearing a loose nightgown embroidered with silver thread, revealing a white and vigorous chest, which was extraordinarily alluring.

"You just got up?" Mi Da smiled and hugged him in his arms, tightly pressing Gu Ling Shiyan's back, and against Gu Ling Shiyan's cheek.