As soon as Lin Qingbai said this, the surroundings were completely silent.

All the civilians holding weapons looked at Lin Qingbai in surprise, and no one dared to take a step forward, nor dared to say a word.

Maybe it was because of Lin Qingbai's aura, or maybe it was because of the bow tightly held in Lin Qingbai's palm.

They are a mob, and they say they hate Prince Yun's mansion...but that's not always the case.

Is there anyone in the entire capital who doesn't hate Prince Yun's Mansion?Who wouldn't hate the person lying in the coffin?

But those people who really have hatred have already buried their families in the soil.

Everyone hates it, but not everyone dares to do such a thing that violates the law and hurts the truth.

Now they broke in, but under the instigation of the man in blue, they wanted to take advantage of the anger of the people, take advantage of the downfall of Prince Yun's mansion, and no one to protect them, and take advantage of the opportunity of revenge to grab some valuables from the mansion.By the way, if he tramples the downcast Lord Yun under his feet, he might become a hero in the hearts of the people.

But who would have thought that even though he lost his position and lost his apprentice, Lord Yun still had the aura of a royal family standing above everyone else in the crowd.

Everyone looked at the aura on Lin Qingbai's body, and heard what Lin Qingbai said just now, and remembered in a daze.

No matter how downcast Lord Yun is now, he is still the younger brother of the Holy Majesty.

The only real brother.......

If the emperor is soft-hearted and really ignores the unfavorable mistakes of Prince Yun's disciples, and still sits on the throne with him, then they may really be like what Prince Yun said just now.

——Break into the palace and set fire to it, such a crime is comparable to treason!

Now the leader has been killed by an arrow shot by Lord Yun, and the rest of them glanced at each other, not knowing how to end it.

Lin Qingbai said loudly: "Get lost!"

Those people seemed to have been ordered by the emperor, put down their weapons, and ran out of the mansion staggeringly, bumping into each other and bumping into you in a panic.

Until all the people were gone, the strength in Lin Qingbai's body was like a mountain collapsed. He let go of the strength of his support, and his whole body became dizzy for a while. Holding the coffin with his hands, he lowered his head and wobbled as he was about to fall forward.

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

Liang Yaochu stood closest, rushed forward in two steps, and supported Lin Qingbai's body.

Lin Qingbai's face was pale, and his body was as soft as a willow. He clenched his teeth, and supported the coffin with his fingers, before he stabilized his body. It was so fragile that it seemed to be broken at any time.

The surrounding servants also came to help in a hurry. They supported Lin Qingbai, and helped Lin Qingbai to sit on the seat in the center of the main hall.

Just like that, the servants served tea and poured water, Liang Yaochu sat beside Lin Qingbai, frowning to take Lin Qingbai's pulse.

When she finished diagnosing Lin Qingbai's pulse, she raised her eyes and saw Lin Qingbai leaning weakly on the seat, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, his eyes were watery, and he was looking at her peacefully.

People around were anxiously asking Liang Yaochu: "Doctor Liang, how is the prince?"

"Doctor Liang, why did the prince suddenly faint?"

"Doctor Liang, is the prince sick?"

"Doctor Liang, you should say something!"

That sound sounded like a reminder.

"What's the noise!" Liang Yao shouted angrily with red eyes.

Immediately there was no sound in the hall,

Liang Yaochu's voice rolled twice, looking back at Lin Qingbai's eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "The prince is fine...it's just that he has been overworked in recent days, and it will be better if he rests for a few more days."alright......."

Hearing what Liang Yaochu said, the servants around were relieved, and even Aunt Lian slumped and sat on the stool, saying in a low voice, "As long as the prince is fine... as long as it is fine …”

Liang Yaochu helped Lin Qingbai all the way back to the room, it was already night.

Lin Qingbai was so exhausted that he didn't even change his clothes, and lay down on the bed.

Liang Yao looked at him clearly, her mouth opened, as if she wanted to say something.

Lin Qingbai opened his eyes and looked at her lightly.

Liang Yaochu has always been heartless, but she has been tossing and tossing with Lin Qingbai for the past few days, and her face is rarely tired. Her eyes are blue and purple, and she looks at Lin Qingbai hesitantly..

The hall was silent and the candles dimmed.

Lin Qingbai spoke softly first: ".......The medicine you prescribed to me is too bitter, I don't want to drink it anymore."

If in the past, Liang Yaochu would have been so angry when she heard Lin Qingbai say such things, she would give Lin Qingbai a lecture, and if it was serious, she might even throw things and bowls.

But this time, Liang Yaochu nodded slightly with red eyes, and said, "Okay..."

Lin Qingbai smiled at her, and slowly closed his eyes.

Liang Yaochu stood where she was, and stood there for a long time before turning around and walking out of the palace.

After Xi An died, according to the rules of the Fu Dynasty, the coffin was kept for ten days before going to be buried.

During these ten days, the emperor ascended the throne again, rebuilt the capital, the fire in Chunshan was extinguished, and the mud and blood in the capital were gradually cleaned up.

Although it was after the war, everything in the capital gradually improved.

Lin Qingbai never went to the palace again, and the emperor seemed to have forgotten about him, neither ordered him to be punished, nor ordered anyone to find him.

It's just that the power in Lin Qingbai's hands has long been emptied, and whether he is punished or not has no effect on the people in the palace. The emperor's cold treatment has won the title of the emperor's benevolence praised by the people.

After entering December, every household began to prepare for the New Year.

Although this battle caused heavy casualties and dealt a big blow to the entire Fu Dynasty, everyone still held on to buy new year's goods, hoping that life in the coming year would be better.

The third day of the twelfth lunar month is the day when Xi'an will go to the funeral.

On the day before the funeral, Lin Qingbai finished his dinner and stood at the gate of the yard watching the people going back and forth.

Since everyone had to rush up the mountain on the second day, they needed to get up earlier, so everyone was busy until Haishi, and they all went back to rest early.

Lin Qingbai stepped into the main hall only after everyone in the main hall had dispersed.

He didn't go to see Xi'an, but wandered around the hall.

Lin Qingbai saw a wine jar on the desk, picked it up and shook it, it should be the wine jar that poured tribute wine for Xi An every day, and there was still more than half of the jar in it.

Lin Qingbai originally wanted to sit in the main hall and drink, but when he looked up, he saw the deserted night and the dazzling white.

The mourning flags fluttered in the air with the wind, and in the disastrously burned hall there was only a glazed coffin glowing with cold light.

It's cold to look at...

Lin Qingbai picked up the wine jar and walked out of the hall, stroked the hem of his clothes, and sat on the steps of the main hall.

It is the Spring Festival of the year again.

I don't know what the people in the capital are doing, the festive noise outside is still in ears, and suddenly heard a whoosh, and fireworks were set off in the distance.

Lin Qingbai followed the sound and looked up.

The fireworks all over the sky exploded, and with the crackling sound, they were like dots of stars, shining in the night sky, the colors were dazzling, and the misty rain fell. In just an instant, the sea of flowers bloomed.

Lin Qingbai drank a little too much, his eyes were a little dazed looking at the fireworks.

He suddenly remembered the scene of last year's Chinese New Year.

At that time, everyone was there, and the garden was covered with red lanterns. Aunt Lian also called the servants of the mansion to cut window grilles, and decorated the palace with festive red.

It was the first time for Hongyue to cut window grilles, and every time she cut one, she pasted it in Lin Qingbai's palace. No matter whether it was good-looking or not, she gave it to Lin Qingbai.look.

As long as you walk into the palace, you can hear laughter and laughter.

On that day Xi'an won the first place in the bow match, and the emperor rewarded him with a beauty.

Although nothing happened to the two of them, it still caused Lin Qingbai to suffer from stomach problems in the middle of the night, so he sent his servants to look for Xi'an, so Xi'an rushed to Lin Qingbai in the bitter cold wind in the winter.

Serve him in the white palace.

Lin Qingbai felt extremely uncomfortable.

Xi An sat by his bed, put a white fur cloak on him, put on a stove for him to hold in his hands, then hugged him and massaged his sore spots, coaxing Lin Qingbai with a good temper.

Even if Lin Qingbai was ill and had a temper tantrum, and indiscriminately returned two slaps to Xi An, Xi An was not annoyed, but instead repeatedly confessed to Lin Qingbai.

At the moment of New Year's Eve, Xi An raised his arms to hug Lin Qingbai, hugging him very hard, as if he had said something to him.

what did you say...

Lin Qingbai's mind was confused, there were many things that were clearly in front of his eyes, but he couldn't remember them.

So Lin Qingbai frowned, and seriously thought about what Xi An said when he hugged him so hard at that time...

What did you say...

It seems that said something very important...

Lin Qingbai racked his brains for a long time, and finally he remembered!

At that time, Xi'an's arms were like two iron chains, and he exhausted all his strength to embrace Lin Qingbai into his arms, and whispered in his left ear: "Master, happy new year, may the new year be a happy one!"No matter what happens, Master can always be by my side..."

At that time, Lin Qingbai felt that he didn't even need to promise this matter, because it was certain.

So he looked at the fireworks outside the window, smiled lightly and didn't respond.

He felt Xi An hugging him tighter and tighter, felt Xi An's hot body temperature, and heard Xi An repeating to him like a raving.

"Master, no matter what happens, you will always be by my side..."

"Always, always by my side..."

.........

Lin Qingbai blinked her eyes and let out a faint oh.

I remembered.

It turned out that Xi An had said this to him at that time, and he wanted him to stay with him all the time, and never leave his side no matter what happened.

And now...

Lin Qingbai glanced at the lonely palace, looking around in a daze.

No matter how lively the outside of the palace is, the inside of the palace is full of desolation, and he is the only one sitting here alone.

The world is impermanent, and it only takes a mere year for people to gather and disperse, just like a withered leaf on a tree, leaving him alone.

Lin Qingbai squeezed the wine jar tightly in his hands, and took a big gulp of the wine.

As he drank, he remembered that Xi Anceng gave him a whistle eagle at this time last year.

At that time, Xi'an told him that this kind of whistle eagle recognizes the master.

It only needs to be raised for one year, and it can recognize Lin Qingbai as its master. If Lin Qingbai wants to find him in the future, he only needs to let out a whistle eagle. No matter where he is, no matter what situation he is in, he will come to Lin Qingbai.Qingbai's side will never let his master suffer alone again.

Lin Qingbai raised his hand, put it in his mouth and blew a whistle. After a while, there was a hawk chirping in the air.

The peregrine falcon came from the sky, landed firmly on Lin Qingbai's shoulder, and rubbed its head against Lin Qingbai's cheek.

Lin Qingbai took it in his hand, raised his hand to touch his wings, and then let it fly with a wave of his hand.

Such an order is to let the peregrine falcon go to find Xi'an.

Lin Qingbai looked up, and he saw the peregrine falcon spread its wings and fly into the sky.

The fireworks suddenly rose again, and the night sky was full of light spots like the Milky Way, and the peregrine falcon kept circling and chirping under the sky filled with fireworks.

It flew aimlessly, searching with all its might, but could no longer find that person.

Lin Qingbai leaned on the handrail of the steps, looking up at the peregrine falcon.

His eagle was found, but the one he was looking for was no more...

Lin Qingbai drank a little too much, and his eyes began to blur.

At this moment, a large cloak was suddenly placed on his shoulders.

Lin Qingbai froze, turned his head suddenly, and grabbed the man's hand tightly with his backhand. He raised his red eyes, but saw

The person standing behind him is Liang Yaochu......

Lin Qingbai's voice was dry, his fingertips trembled, and he let go of his hand little by little.

"It's cold outside. I went to your room to look for you just now, but I couldn't find you. Why are you sitting here?"

Liang Yaochu has been very kind to Lin Qingbai in recent days. If Lin Qingbai didn't care about her body like this before, she would definitely scold Lin Qingbai severely.

But these days, she let Lin Qingbai do everything, and she didn't even have a harsh word to Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai turned around without saying a word, and after a while, he said softly: "Sitting here, I feel at ease..."

Liang Yaochu sat next to Lin Qingbai, and also looked up at the fireworks in the sky, after a while she rubbed her hands together, put them in front of her mouth, exhaled, and sighed: "It's the Chinese New Year again."

Lin Qingbai didn't respond, just drank the wine on his own, and Liang Yaochu didn't stop him either.

After another long time, Lin Qingbai drank most of the wine in the wine jar, he turned around and said to Liang Yaochu in a flat voice: "...you know the last sentence I said to Xi AnWhat is the word?"

Lin Qingbai's words were thoughtless, he must have really drunk too much.

In fact, since Xi'an's death, Lin Qingbai never took the initiative to mention Xi'an's affairs in front of others, so that everyone thought that Lin Qingbai really didn't care.

Liang Yaochu turned her head and looked at Lin Qingbai quietly, without speaking.

Lin Qingbai suddenly lowered his head and laughed, shaking the wine in the wine jar, and said in a calm voice: "...he asked me, if he was killed by someone in the palace, what would I do?What would he think....I told him that it would be a good thing if he died, and he would eliminate harm for the people..."

"..."

Lin Qingbai was laughing, but his eyes gradually turned red, he rolled his Adam's apple twice, and said slowly to Liangyaochu in a hoarse voice: "Indeed, he died for the sake of the people, but now IBut he is hating...why he has to face the slaughter of his family when he was born, why he should lose his loved ones, why he is the one who dies, not me...he isEighteen years old... He is both civil and military. He should be a general respected by thousands of people, not a traitor everyone scolds...and I have lost my life.alive..."

Lin Qingbai has always been indifferent, why did he ever say these words...

Liang Yaochu looked at Lin Qingbai's figure in silence for a long time, she was clumsy, she didn't know how to comfort her in the face of this kind of thing, finally Liang Yaochu clenched her hands tightly into fists, sighed and said: "Xi AnHe really hurt too many people, you don't have to blame yourself..."

Lin Qingbai took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said, "Yes, he deserved what he deserved...But I seem to understand Xi An suddenly, why does he hate him so much....It turns out that people who have lost their loved ones will really become selfish and really hate..."

Xi An once said to Lin Qingbai that Lin Qingbai had a good life. He was born as a royal heir and was raised in the palm of his hand. Since he was a child, everyone looked up to him and worshiped him., so he does not understand what is pain, what is suffering, what is hate!

So he doesn't understand him.

They don't agree with each other.

At that time, Lin Qingbai only felt that Xi An was driven into madness by hatred.

But today's Lin Qingbai understands that he is indeed as Xi An said, he has never experienced any cruel things in the past two lifetimes, no matter when and where, he is the proud son of heaven.

He has everything, he lacks nothing, the love of his family, the care of his peers, and the admiration of everyone. Although he has lived for thousands of years, he has experienced all the good things in the world. Only the life and death he experienced are just his.Master closed his eyes peacefully in front of him.

So he really didn't understand why Xi An was so ruthless, why he hated so much.

But now he is forced to face Xi An's corpse, the riddled corpse of his disciple who accompanied him for twelve years.

He has always been self-confident and fearless, but now it seems that a piece of flesh has been cut off, and he can no longer look calm and face each other frankly.

he seemed to suddenly

Now understand Xi An, why do hate him so much.

If you lose your loved ones, you will really become selfish, you will really hate...

At a later time, Liang Yaochu went back to her room to rest, Lin Qingbai finished drinking, and stepped into the main hall alone.

He closed the door of the main hall, went to the desk and put down the wine jar, and then sat on the stool beside the desk, relieving the alcohol on his body, but couldn't stop looking at the coffin.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and walked to Xi'an's coffin.

The material of Xi'an's coffin is very good, transparent texture, the blue and white light of the first-class colored glaze, which can preserve the corpse for a long time. People lying in the coffin seem to be asleep.

Lin Qingbai's body was weak, and he just lay on the edge of the coffin, staring at the person in the coffin without blinking.

Xi An slept soundly, with his brows and eyes closed peacefully, as if he could still breathe.

Lin Qingbai looked at Xi An quietly, stroking the cold coffin lid with his hands, he remembered Xi An when he was a child.

At that time, when Xi An was brought into the house by Lin Qingbai's white-collar worker, he was still very young, he was white and tender, like a small pumpkin, round and chubby, he always circled around Lin Qingbai.

Sometimes being clingy even annoys Lin Qingbai.

He was only six years old at that time, not as tall as Lin Qingbai's legs.

How is it like now, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, like a sword that has just been unsheathed, showing its sharpness...  

Lin Qingbai's fingers stroked the cold coffin along the traces of Xi An's cheeks, and his fingertips traced the outline of Xi An's cheeks little by little, as if stroking Xi An's sharp-edged cheeks.

Lin Qingbai recalled that when he was in a coma, Xi An got angry with him and said to Aunt Lian, "My life is worthless in his heart, and I can abandon it at any time. Why is it so important?"

Hearing these words at that time, Lin Qingbai's heart was cut like a knife.

Thinking about it now, Lin Qingbai was in terribly painful pain.

His eyes gradually began to blur, and he touched Xi An's cheek with his fingertips, touched the cold glass coffin, touched it, and suddenly smiled, and said to him softly: "Silly boy, in fact, no one is more important than you!"It's..."

As soon as these words were uttered, Lin Qingbai continued, his tears fell drop by drop on the glass coffin, and also on Xi An's peaceful cheeks.

Lin Qingbai suddenly realized that Xi An was leaving, and he was about to be buried in the soil and turned into ashes.

Now he has to work hard to look at Xi An one more time, to remember Xi An's face firmly.

One glance is one less.

After Xi An was buried tomorrow, he would never see this face again.

In this life, in the next life, he will never see him again...

Never see you again........

how cruel this is...

From now on, in Lin Qingbai's long and endless life, he will never see Xi An again, and he will never see Xi An acting coquettishly, conniving, smiling lightly, sternly, or harshly towards him.It was the face with a fierce and bloody face.

He will never see the little apprentice he likes so much again...

Those expressions that appeared on Xi'an's face, no matter whether he loved them or not, he couldn't see them all...

Lin Qingbai's heartache suddenly felt unbearable, his chest began to heave violently, he opened his mouth and breathed desperately, and pressed his hands tightly on his chest.

He hurts so much...

It really hurts...

The pain that had been pressing on him for so many days made him unable to hold it anymore.

This palace room, this coffin, and Xi An's corpse are all like a sword, piercing into his heart again and again, turning this place into a slaughterhouse, digging out his whole body and his heart into piecesone slice.

Lin Qingbai slid from the coffin and knelt down on the ground, scratching the coffin with his fingers, his knuckles were so hard that he turned pale, and he cried out with trembling shoulders.

His shoulders and neck trembled like chaff.

At this moment, Lin Qingbai no longer cared about cleanliness or image.

He was sitting on the ground, and he was no longer the Qingyuan Immortal Venerable who didn't understand friendship, nor was he the lofty Lord Yun.

He was like those civilians in the capital who had lost their loved ones due to the war and were so humble that they could not help themselves, crying helplessly, and crying without image.

Tears fell to the ground drop by drop.

Xiaobai, who was shrinking in the corner, also felt Lin Qingbai's pain.

It was sick, but it still limped and moved to Lin Qingbai's body step by step, lying in Lin Qingbai's arms, licking the back of Lin Qingbai's hand with its tongue, and wiped away the tears that fell on the back of his hand.All licked down.

Lin Qingbai raised his hand and hugged Xiaobai tightly in his arms. He bit his mouth tightly and suppressed the unbearable crying, but finally cried out bitterly.

The candles in the palace room were dimly lit, and Lin Qingbai was sitting on the ground, reflected in the shadow of the coffin, he was very thin, almost shrunk into a small ball, and his white clothes were dragged on the ground.

The room echoed with Lin Qingbai's difficult crying and panting.

This is the first time he is helpless, so helpless that he wants to exchange his life for someone to come back...

But what to do...

What should he do...

Even if Xi An did something huge wrong, he was still his apprentice, a piece of his heart...  

This piece of meat has grown on his heart for twelve years, connecting his heart and running through his life...

But why...

Why did he save so many people, but couldn't save his An'er...

Xi An is just a mortal...

He's just a mortal...

When he dies, there will be no more...

no more...