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Afternoon light.

It was a dark night.

The mists of dawn.

It was a merciless exchange.

Suddenly, he stopped walking and just stood there quietly, his red eyes staring unblinkingly into the distance.

In the green bamboo forest, a petite bright red quietly lay beside the towering bamboo.

It was as if the illusion had entered a dream. The slightest movement could shatter it.

His little sister just lied there, quiet and beautiful, with crystal clear tears still hanging on her long eyelashes. She was still trembling slightly as she muttered weakly: "Big brother, big brother, don't leave me alone. Big brother, I'm scared, I'm scared."

"Big brother, big brother."

"Don't leave your evil son behind, don't do that!"

"My unfilial son is afraid, my unfilial son is afraid."

"Big brother, hug."

Tears quietly rolled down her face and fell into the deep mud. Step by step, step by step, she slowly approached the unconscious girl. She gently caressed her ice-cold face. "Scoundrel, Big Brother came. Big Brother came." He gently picked up the person on the ground and held them tightly in his arms, "Silly evil child, how could I leave you behind?!"

"How could that be?"

"Why can't I bear to let my son be afraid? "How can I bear to part with you? How can I bear to part with you?"

"You are everything to big brother!"

He murmured softly and walked towards the small bamboo house quietly with the person in his arms.

"Oh, Mi Luo Fu." The old monk put his hands together and slowly spat them out.

It was night.

He sat on the side of the bed and gently caressed the little girl's face, as if he was going to love her for his entire life.

"En –" The little girl moved her body and slowly opened her eyes. She saw that the moment had stopped, and then she heavily threw herself into the void, crying loudly.

Xu Que tightened his hands, "I was wrong not to cry. I shouldn't have left you alone."

The little person in his arms was still crying as if it wanted to pour out all the emotions in its body.

"Big brother will never leave this unfilial son of mine behind again, never again." She gently caressed the back of the little girl.

The crying of the person in her arms slowly subsided. Suddenly, the little girl came out of her embrace. Her teary eyes fiercely glared at the person in the air, "Big brother is bad. Big brother is the worst. I actually left my evil son alone."

"Big brother was wrong." The virtual tried to reach out and pull the little person.

The little girl turned her head to the side. "Hmph, since Big Brother is so evil, I will ignore you." As he said this, he crawled to the other side of the bed.

Ye Zichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He walked over and hugged the little girl. This evil child will be sad if I ignore you, big brother. "

Seeing that she could not struggle free from his embrace, the little girl did not move. However, she seemed to be truly angry and did not speak to him for a few days.

Until one day.

He sat on the stone chair, wearing the same green robe as before, quietly playing with the zither.

The sound of the zither was low and indistinct, as if time had come and gone, slow and sorrowful but unforgettable.

The little girl ran to the front of the hollow and panted heavily. In her hands was a young eagle, and she could not hide her face as she walked away.

"Big brother, look what I found! It's a young falcon!" He held the little eagle high, as if he was offering a treasure.

He put down the zither, and his gaze towards the little girl was filled with an indescribable gentleness. He gently caressed the little girl's head with one hand and said, "This evil child is truly amazing. To think that I've actually picked up a little eagle."

The little girl raised her face and revealed a big smile, completely forgetting the anger from the past few days. "It fell out of its nest and I just happened to see it, so I picked it up. Big brother, can we raise it?" Her black and white eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Yes, if your unfilial son likes it, we'll raise it."

As long as it's something vile that I want, I — Big Brother will give it to you.

In ten years, Emperor Huai had passed away and Emperor Wen of the Dao had ascended to the throne — Kong Ming.

Twelve years in the capital was the time the Emperor used his skills to recruit talented people.

"Xu, you really want to go?" The monk closed his eyes and placed his palms together.

The zen fragrance in the room curled up.

"Master, this trip is fated. I don't want to hide." "Master, please help me take care of my evil son. I will definitely check on my background once I get there. I don't want my evil son to be implicated, so I will be on my guard against my evil son when I return."

"Master is just about to go for a walk, I just wonder if little abbot is willing to come along?"

"Yes." Xu Que smiled.

Outside the small bamboo house.

As he feebly stroked the zither, the sound of the zither lingered, seeming both happy and sad.

Suddenly, a touch of bright red jumped into his eyes. He saw that the young girl's lips were red and white. She was actually so beautiful that could topple empires. Beside her was a spirited eagle.

"Big brother, big brother." The young girl happily ran to Xu Xu Xu's side, lightly gasping for breath, the eagle landed on the young girl's shoulder.

"Slow down." Xu Que got up and helped the young girl stroke her back. "Speak, what happened?"

"Master Fang is taking me to see the clouds. I can finally go see what it looks like outside. Brother, go tell him that you're coming with us, and he'll definitely agree."

"You look happy." She gently wiped away the sweat on the young girl's forehead. "Big brother can't accompany you this time. You know that big brother is currently training in seclusion."

The girl revealed a slightly depressed expression. "Seriously, why is big brother secluding himself at this time? Since big brother can't go, then I won't go."

She paused for a moment before stroking the young girl's beautiful hair with a smile. "Foolish child, go. When big brother comes out of seclusion, I'll go find you. You can be at ease with me together with big brother Fang. You can also learn a lot."

The young woman was in a difficult position, and even the eagle on her shoulder was puzzled.

"Go ahead, big brother will definitely come to find you."

"Really?" The young girl was unsure. She blinked her pitch-black eyes as she looked at the void.

"Of course it's true. When has big brother ever lied to you?"

"Well, then." The young girl held her empty hand. "Then big brother must come find us."

"Of course."

In the hall.

The sun slanted into the palace of Jinhuang, and the sound of silence lingered in the palace.

He knelt on the cold marble without a word. The supreme young emperor was seated on top of him. He was dressed in black clothes, had black hair, and his eyes were dark and cold.

"Raise your head." A very magnetic yet ice-cold voice gently sounded.

The virtual general slowly raised his head, but his gentle eyes were unusually emotionless. Under the cover of his disguise, he appeared flawless.

However, this man would never forget it.

He only needed a single glance to remember that day, when the sea of blood was filled with scarlet.

The fiery light that filled the sky was loud and loud, and the smoke that permeated the air even the distance seemed to be blurry.

Ye Zichen walked into the secret passage with his newly-born sister in his arms. He had not even taken a step when he was deeply rooted to the ground.

"Reporting to the entire palace, we've searched thoroughly, but we haven't found the Sixth Prince and the newly born young master." A soldier knelt on the ground.

He bit his lips tightly and looked into a crack in the secret passage. He saw a man in armor and a boy who looked to be ten years old standing beside him.

The boy's face was cold as he gloomily looked at the woman who died on the bed. He suddenly revealed a creepy smile that would make people's hair stand on end, "Father, how about we hang this woman's corpse on the city gate? I think the prince and the princess must be very touched by it. "

All of a sudden, his eyes opened wide as if he did not believe it.

"Up to you." The man simply spat out two words.

"Hurry up and drag it out." The boy looked sharply at the kneeling soldier.

"Yes."

Yin Hong's blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, but he didn't feel any pain. One of his hands desperately grabbed the door of the secret passage.

It was his mother.

Loving his mother.

He could only watch as his lifeless mother was dragged onto the ground without any dignity after her death.

His heart was beating fiercely, as if it was going to stop at any moment. At the same time, it was as if it had already jumped out of his body.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he lowered his hands and turned around. Holding his only family member in his arms, his sister, he ran down the tunnel.

Queen Mother, we will definitely live, we will definitely live.

The dark passage was long and gloomy, with a strong earthy smell.

He was just running. He had no thoughts or emotions, but it was as if he had abandoned everything.

Bang.

The void suddenly fell down.

He held the baby tightly in his arms all of a sudden.

The candlelight entered his eyes.

"Your Highness, you've finally come." The abbot clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Who are you?" He suddenly became alert.

"I am the abbot of the Shaolin Temple — Yuan Ji. I know your Imperial Father."

"This is Shaolin? royal father has set up the exit of the secret passage here? " Ye Zichen looked straight at Yuan Ji.

"Yes."

"Will you harm us?"

"I want to repay your royal father a favor."

"Alright." The moment the words left his mouth, he collapsed to the ground. However, even though he didn't have any consciousness, he still continued to protect the baby in his arms.

Space.

The young emperor of the imperial city.

How could he not know her?

It was a country that used to be surnamed Canghai, the people of Canghai were all part of the Canghai Clan.

And now … It was just the glory in Kong Ming's hands.

The quiet gaze was like the gentle light in the afternoon.

"What's your name?" Kong Ming asked, his gaze still fixed on Xu Que.

"Nameless." There was no fluctuation.

"Oh?" Kong Ming sat up straight and was a little interested.

He smiled at Kong Ming blandly.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Tyrant is used to fear."

"Very well, don't let me down. Magpie nest, take him down to collect some silver. " Kong Ling lazily waved his hand.

He followed the servant obediently.

"Ying Ge, go and thoroughly investigate his background." Kong Ming's voice was emotionless. "Canghai Xuexu, I don't believe that you won't come."

The room was quiet and elegant.

He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, watching the bright and beautiful sunlight. A trace of hatred gently flashed across the corner of his mouth.

Kong Ming, Kong Ming, I must obtain your trust. No matter if it is a year, two years, or even longer, I will endure.

Because — I want you to die in disgrace, with nothing.

In the capital, fourteen years had passed since the Emperor began his wise policy, allowing talents to appear in the capital. During this period of time, the emperor had made a name for himself, and he had contributed the most to the capital.

Legacy, the nameless person dressed in green, one hand red celestial sound, especially received Emperor Tan's praise.

Sixteen years in the imperial city, the nameless had been widely praised by the people, and all the officials had become prime ministers.

Soft and fragrant imperial garden.

The two men sat facing each other.

One of them was wearing a green robe and had a gentle expression on his face.

One was black-clothed, with black eyes, black hair, and distinct edges.

"My love, the chess game you play is really the best." Kong Ming pursed his lips and smiled.

"But in the end, he still hasn't won against the Emperor." A faint smile appeared on his face.

Kong Ming put down his last black chess piece and stood up. He saw Hei Zi domineering step by step on the chess board. However, there was no way for him to retreat; he was extremely decisive.

"The emperor won again." He smiled as he put the white stone back into the wooden jar.

"Nameless, play a song for me." Kong Ming stared coldly into the distance.

"Yes." He stood up and sat in front of the zither, gently caressing it. In an instant, the pavilion seemed to have been cut off from the rest. It was quiet and gentle, as if it had inadvertently floated into the air.

Kong Ming turned around, his black eyes fixed on the empty space on his body. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "Nameless, do you know why This Emperor likes listening to you play the zither?"

"This official is ignorant." Xu Que was still playing his zither.

"Because the sound of your zither can bring me back to the past, to the most cruel and warm times." Kong Ming's frozen eyes were slightly melted by grief.

He was silent and only quietly caressed the zither as intense emotions flashed across his gentle eyes.

Because this is my past, too.

Clean, scarlet.

The faint rays of light shone warmly into the clear bamboo forest.

The bright red girl ran happily in the bamboo forest with the eagle by her side, heading straight for the small bamboo house not too far away. "Big brother, big brother." He opened the door with a slightly aged look on his face. "Brother?" There was no one in sight. Her beautiful face froze for a moment. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with sadness. She murmured, "Brother, you don't want this evil child anymore?"