Chapter 908: Unless I give up, I will never pursue you

The thin lips lifted slowly.
The black boots stepped on the ruins, and he stopped half a meter away from Shen Yijue. Modao flashed with cold light, like Shura's ghost blade, sweeping towards the opponent's head without emotion.
"Second brother!"
A shout came from behind.
The blade stopped at Shen Yijue's neck.
The sharp blade can cut off a strand of his sideburns.
Shen Yijue's face was gloomy, and fine beads of sweat were faintly visible on his forehead.
"Second brother..."
Nan Baoyi stepped forward and gently took Xiao Yi's arm.
She stared at Xiao Yi and shook her head seriously.
Shen Yijue is not only Empress Shen's confidant and leader of Jin Wuwei, but also the eldest son of the famous Shen family. Killing him and returning to Chang'an in the future will cause endless disasters.
not to mention……
She looked at the cold smoke of quiet smoking not far away.
Boss Han seems to have a good impression of this man.
If you are in the mood for reason, you shouldn't kill it.
Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow.
He turned the sword in a weighing manner, and then put it away. He dragged a small from somewhere, and sat on it with his legs folded: "Your brother's affairs must be explained to this king. Shen Yijue, come here. Deal with him, or the king?"
Shen Yijue took out another mouthful of blood.
He raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, his expression gloomy and silent.
Xiao Yi sneered: "Do you think this king really dare not do anything to you?"
Shen Yijue slowly adjusted his breathing.
After a while, he dragged his injured body, leaned against the ruins, and whispered, "When I was young, he was not an unreasonable person."
He raised his head and looked at the night sky: "When he was young, he was humble and polite. Not only was he born to be a master, he was also very accomplished in reading. He was already a famous prodigy in Chang'an at a young age.
"When my aunt heard about his talent, she specially brought him into the palace to accompany her. The palace was flashy, and the aunt said that he was one and only favored him. Gradually, he developed a solo character there.
"Everything is the best. Everyone must respectfully call Shen Xiaolangjun when they see him. He is even more noble than the prince. How noble is he?
"Because his aunt pampered him, she even brought the emperor to please him. The emperor even took him in his arms, sat on the dragon chair with him, and accepted the worship of hundreds of officials.
"When he was fifteen years old, he finally moved back to the mansion. Our Shen family was only a military commander. As the only child who took the civil service route, he was loved by the elders. In addition, he did not grow up with him when he was young. Subconsciously indulge him more.
"Although my younger brother was very spoiled in his youth, he was only a little picky about food, clothing, housing and transportation, and his character was still very good. All the changes started from his mission to Jinguancheng on behalf of his aunt."
As Shen Yijue told, his eyes fell on Han Yanliang.
The beauty stood under the six-sided fringed revolving lantern on the veranda, flicking her big sleeves, pinging Tingting.
He softened his brows a bit, and continued: "Adi can get everything he wants, and he thinks the same is true for women.
"He wanted to spend the Spring Festival evening with her. He had enough fun, so he pulled away and returned to Chang'an to marry another noble lady. However, he regretted it.
"Compared to Wei Chuchu, he found that he liked the cold smoke more. He wanted to turn his head back, but he forgot that people are not things that are called to come and go.
"But he can't tolerate it. There are things he can't get in this world. So even if the organs are exhausted, even if he is gambled on conscience, even if he wants to inflict pain on others, he still wants that woman to satisfy his desires.
"To cultivate today's temperament is not his fault alone, but everyone's fault. King Yong wants to kill him, it is better to kill the rest of us first."
Water gurgled outside the corridor.
The revolving lantern flickered, crocheting with the sparkling water to create a dreamlike spring night.
Xiao Yi has no interest in Shen Yichao's past, let alone pity.
He chuckled: "Wrong is wrong. What do you involve other people? You'd better pray that he will not be caught by this king, otherwise, this king will still kill him."
Putting down the cruel words, he pulled up Nan Baoyi and left with a cold face.
Shen Yijue frowned, covering his painful chest.
The blood came up from the throat again, smelly and sweet.
The cold smoke came slowly.
The girl held the thin cigarette tube at her fingertips and handed him a handkerchief condescendingly.
She sat down on a beautiful beauty and let out a deep puff of smoke: "You also know that he is selfish by nature. If you protect him with your life, he may not be grateful to you."
Shen Yijue held his handkerchief.
The handkerchief is clean, with a light tobacco fragrance.
He pressed the corner of his mouth and looked at her helplessly: "I always tell you not to smoke, but you don't listen."
Han Yanliang just laughed: "Who is the general? I want to listen to you?"
Shen Yijue was speechless.
He had to bow his head and quietly wipe the blood off his face.
Han Yanliang shook his feet.
She smoked another cigarette, but felt that the taste of tobacco was not so intoxicating.
It's all because of this old iron bump, who always talks about smoking in her ears.
She spit out a smoke ring at random and asked: "Do you like me?"
Shen Yijue was silent for a moment and nodded: "I like it."
Han Yanliang laughed twice, kicked off the embroidered shoes, and hooked him with his feet: "Like me, but can't pursue me, right?"
She came here when she heard movement in her sleep.
Only had time to put on embroidered shoes, but did not wear Luo socks.
The toes are round and white, carefully painted with bright red Dancome, and lightly rubbed against the solemn shoulder, but he did not feel disgusted or offended.
He picked up the embroidered shoes and put them on her feet earnestly: "I like you and plan to protect you for the rest of my life. However, unless I give up on my own initiative, I will never pursue you."
Han Yanliang looked down at him.
This old iron knot is honest and stubborn.
Living under Shen Yichao's aperture for half his life, he didn't feel aggrieved at all.
She pulled her lips up, smiled lightly, and muttered: "Who wants you to protect?"
She turned her head and knocked the ashes against the beauty.
The sparks sprinkled into the dark water surface one after another, illuminating the koi living under the water in an instant, and then quietly disappeared without a trace.
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the other side.
Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi returned to the bedroom.
The girl muttered something, took off her embroidered shoes under the corridor, trot to the bed, rolled into the bed, and rubbed her eyes tiredly: "Second brother don't do things in the middle of the night, I'm too sleepy..."
She went up and down today, and she was terrified, and now her calf is still sore and trembling.
Xiao Yi calmly responded.
The maid prepared hot water for him.
When he was bathing behind the screen, he suddenly noticed a small golden Buddha statue in the bedroom.
Buddhism is advocated in the Luoyang area, and almost every household believes in Buddha. Therefore, Buddha statues are often placed in the house for worship at any time.
It was past midnight and the lights were slightly dim.
The golden Buddha statue gradually distorted in his eyes, and his compassionate and dignified smile seemed more like a mockery.
Xiao Yi frowned.
He walked over, put on a loose shirt at random, walked to the Buddha statue and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly picked up a cloth to cover it.
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