Lamp Flower Smile

Fireworks pass by, like flowers.

Clusters of colorful flowers bloom from the distant sky, throwing bright flowing spikes of flowers into the world.

His person is hidden in the extinguishing fireworks, bright or dark, the light and shadow are mixed, and the expression cannot be clearly seen.

All he could see clearly was the silk handkerchief in front of him.

The silk handkerchief was a pale moon white, and upon closer inspection, the pattern outlined with silver lines turned out to be a majestic eagle. The hand holding the silk handkerchief had distinct joints, was slender and clean, and was not at all as murderous as when he was holding the knife.

Lu Chen didn't take his handkerchief.

Before waiting for her to respond, Pei Yunying turned his head, glanced at her, and thrust the handkerchief into Lu Zhuo's hand.

"Take it, Doctor Lu, I have no interest in lying to you."

Lu Chen lowered his head.

The wound on the finger touched the soft cloth, and the dirt of blood mixed with soil immediately soiled the entire veil. The soaring eagle was crumpled into a ball and immediately became embarrassed and wrinkled, looking a bit pitiful.

In the hazy night, Pei Yunying knelt down and picked up the fragments of the porcelain jars that had been thrown all over the floor.

"What are you doing?" Lu Yan looked wary.

"Doctor Lu," he reminded, "the look in your eyes now makes it seem like I was the one who just wanted to kill and silence you."

Lu Zhuo was speechless for a moment.

Pei Yunying picked up the broken pieces of porcelain one by one and put them aside. He then reached out to pick up the yellow mud on the ground. Yellow mud was scattered everywhere, mixed together, and it was impossible to tell which jar was which.

He picked it up a few times, and his expression gradually became silent. After a while, he said, "Sorry."

Lu Chen didn't speak.

She could not set up memorial tablets in the mourning hall openly to avoid leaking clues, so she could only bring the graves, soil and rivers all the way back to the medical center to enshrine them. There is no tablet, no tomb, and on the grounds of the statue of Guanyin in white, fragrant oil and candles are worshiped every day and held in homage during every year and festival.

That's all she can do.

But now, everything is shattered into pieces and reduced to nothing.

A young man's voice came from beside him: "If you need it, I'll help you find it again."

Looking again?

He spoke so calmly and naturally that Lu Yan couldn't help but look up at him.

The young man was still half-kneeling on the ground. When his robe brushed against the muddy water on the ground, it got some stains, but he didn't pay attention. The handsome side face was reflected by the fireworks outside the window, blurry and soft. When he lowered his head to pick up the mud, his long eyelashes were slightly lowered, and his expression was particularly serious.

He is like a sword, a powerful and beautiful sword, but at certain moments, people will ignore the sharpness and be confused by the brilliance of the silver sword flowing at that moment.

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes, quietly hid the poisonous powder in his sleeves, and asked, "What does the Commander-in-Chief want to do?"

She didn't understand Pei Yunying's sudden kindness. The time was too short, and she couldn't figure out how fake and how sincere the "sorry" was.

She didn't understand what the man in front of her wanted to do.

Pei Yunying picked up the last piece of loess, put it into a small piece of white porcelain that had not been completely broken, and then stood up.

The wick is unaware of the storm and is still burning quietly. He looked at Lu Chen and said in his usual tone of casualness, "I don't think I know anything about the Lu family."

Lu Zhen's heart moved.

Does he mean... not to pursue the matter?

Lu Zhuo stared at him: "I thought the commander-in-chief came to investigate tonight."

He came well prepared, and Lu Yu could see clearly that when he questioned her with the name list written on it, the coldness and chill radiating around him was not an illusion.

He was simply a detective who came to arrest her.

Pei Yunying smiled and reached out to push open the flower window in front of the table. The colorful lights and shadows of the fireworks became even bigger, illuminating the small house.

He looked at the brilliant fireworks in the distant sky and said, "I originally wanted to, but isn't tonight New Year's Eve?"

Lu Tong was startled.

"Arresting people on New Year's Eve..." He turned his head and stared at Lu Yan with a smile: "I'm not that unkind."

Lu Zhen looked at him, trying to discern the truth of what he said.

As if seeing the suspicion in her heart, Pei Yunying glanced at her: "Can't you trust me?"

"No."

"Really?" He tilted his head: "You won't write my name on the paper again behind your back, right?"

Lu Chen: "..."

To be fair, it wasn't that she didn't trust Pei Yunying, but it wasn't much. People's hearts are fickle, and maybe Pei Yunying suddenly felt compassion at a certain moment, but as the commander of the palace front department and the eldest son of Duke Zhaoning, he might change his mind after calming down.

"Don't get it wrong. Even if you can really kill me, as long as it's stained with my blood, Gardenia will find it when you come. Let alone bury me in the yard." His tone was relaxed, as if he was not talking about killing people and burying corpses. It's like hiding some snacks. He bent down and picked up the page full of names that had just been blown to the ground by the sword wind.

The thin roll of paper, like a light fallen leaf, flew into the flames of the oil lamp, and the black traces instantly turned into ashes.

"You really don't want to hand it over to Dali Temple?" he suggested again.

Lu Zhen's heart, which had just relaxed a little, immediately tightened, and he said coldly: "No."

"I don't want to hear their pretentious apology."

The justice we seek through today's laws is really trivial. A capital crime can become a living crime, and a living crime can gradually become innocent. Even if the truth comes out, Lu Zhun will never believe that the Taishi Mansion will let Qi Yutai lose his life. It's just some innocuous punishment on the face, compensate her some money, and maybe pretend to cry bitterly in front of her door to truly repent.

It's disgusting.

Pei Yunying looked at her thoughtfully.

Lu Zhuo stood in the mess on the ground, with a lot of mud stains on his dress, and his braid was messed up when he argued with him just now, so he simply took off the silk rope, and his black hair hung down like a waterfall, making his shoulders look even longer. Weak.

For a weak woman to deal with the arrogant Grand Master in the imperial city, she is no better than a mayfly shaking a tree or a mantis acting like a chariot.

But Lu Yan was by no means as weak as he seemed on the surface. Many people died at her hands. Just like when she was in the room just now, she leaned closer and whispered, her eyes were full of intelligence. If it weren't for the intuition of danger at that moment that made him draw the sword, now, really Maybe it will become a bunch of fresh flower mud under the plum blossom tree.

He fully believed that the three words "Pei Yunying" appeared on that piece of paper because once he blocked her path of revenge, he would become her next enemy. Like Liu Kun, Fan Zhenglian, and Ke Chengxing, they were quietly removed by her.

She is by no means weak.

Pei Yunying suddenly said: "Miss Lu San."

This title made Lu Tong startled: "What?"

"I haven't been here tonight, and you haven't seen me either." He looked away and looked out the window, his tone seeming to contain some kind of warning, "I will not protect you in the future."

This is to draw a clear line and imply that if the incident comes to light in the future while she is on the way to revenge, Pei Yunying will not take advantage of the past friendship to go online.

Lu Yan smiled faintly: "I am very grateful that the Commander-in-Chief can take such a step back."

That's not a lie.

She originally thought that tonight, one person would definitely die between her and Pei Yunying, but it was wrong to say that, maybe two people would die. But if Yin Zheng wakes up tomorrow and opens the door to see the New Year's tragedy, she will probably faint. And Renxin Medical Center is known as a haunted house. Du Changqing's ancestral business, which he finally rebuilt with great difficulty, will probably plummet again. .

As she thought about these nonsensical things, she seemed to find them extremely ridiculous, and she couldn't help but laugh.

The fireworks scattered outside the hospital shone on her face, and her smile was actually a bit touching.

Pei Yunying also saw that smile.

He looked at her deeply and said, "You..." He wanted to say something, but changed his mind. Finally, he lowered his eyes and said in an unclear tone, "Forget it, you can figure it out yourself."

Lu Zhuo turned around and saw that he had sheathed his sword, opened the door and walked out.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and suddenly saw that he was still holding the silk handkerchief given by Pei Yunying in his hand. The silver eagle on it was crumpled and curled up into a ball, and red flowers stained the wings of the eagle with blood.

Just as she was about to ask Pei Yunying to return the veil, she saw the person who had just walked into the yard paused, seemed to have remembered something, turned around and came back.

Lu Zhuo subconsciously clenched his sleeves to contain the poisonous powder.

Could it be that during these few steps, Pei Yunying regretted it again? The man's heart was at a loss for words, and the sympathy of the powerful could not be true, so it was not as important as his own future.

If he came close, she would blind his eyes with poison before killing him.

Pei Yunying stood still in front of her.

Lu Chen was wary.

The red sandalwood-colored robe cast a layer of brilliance in the brilliant flames outside the window, and his brows and eyes were also illuminated, looking at her enigmatically and without saying a word.

After a moment, he took out a wooden box from his arms and placed it on the table.

The sandalwood box is only as long as a palm, and is made very delicately. The lid of the box is engraved with a beautiful picture of Magu offering her birthday.

Lu Zhen didn't know what it was and looked up at him hesitantly.

Pei Yunying rubbed his forehead and reminded: "Zi Shi has passed, it's the first day."

Lu Yan was a little confused and didn't understand what he meant.

Pei Yunying looked at her for a while, sighed, as if he finally accepted the fact that she really didn't remember it, threw the wooden box into her arms, and suddenly smiled.

"It's the first day of the year." He emphasized again, "Miss Lu San, birthday gift."

…

The fireworks continue.

The old city wall on West Street, the gray and old brick walls were colorfully reflected by the flames overhead. When Pei Yunying left the hospital, the joy of Dechun Terrace had not stopped yet.

Occasionally, the sound of children laughing could be heard in the distance, and the fireworks at Dechun Terrace would burn until midnight. Ordinary people would not be able to see the beautiful scenery on weekdays, so they had to enjoy it today.

There is no one on West Street, and the boots on the thin snow make a soft rustling sound, as refreshing as salt grains, not as sticky as yellow mud.

The grave soil was soaked by the river water and filled with the scent of incense and candles.

Pei Yunying's footsteps stopped.

In the alley not far ahead, there was a man leaning against the wall. He was looking up at the fireworks at the other end of Dechuntai in the distance. When he heard the noise, the man straightened up and turned around, revealing a stern face.

"What are you doing here?" Pei Yunying asked Xiao Zhufeng and walked towards him.

"Didn't you go to Renxin Medical Center to get someone?" Xiao Zhufeng looked behind him. The long street was empty, only the long shadows in the snow under the lamp.

"Where are the people?"

Pei Yunying was silent.

Xiao Zhufeng also knew about Qing Feng's trip to Changwu County. Lu Zhen's identity and relationship with the Imperial Master's Mansion were no secret to Xiao Zhufeng.

"Can't you do it?" The man nodded understandingly and was about to pass him, "I'll go."

A hand gripped his arm.

"stop."

Xiao Zhufeng looked back.

Pei Yunying raised her eyes: "She wants to deal with the Grand Master's Mansion, and it has nothing to do with us."

"The Qi family is useful now, so let her do bad things."

"What harm can she, a medical woman, do?"

Xiao Zhufeng frowned: "Why on earth didn't you take action?"

The bright fireworks illuminate the night sky of Shengjing. Looking up into the distance, you can faintly see the corner of the eaves of Dechun Terrace in the northwest. The young man lowered his head and smiled noncommittally.

"Favor debts must be repaid, right? She saved the lives of her sister and Baozhu."

"Is it a love debt or a favor debt?"

Pei Yunying said "tsk", "Am I the kind of person who will be dazzled by beauty?"

"You praised her beauty." Xiao Zhufeng accused calmly.

Pei Yunying: "..."

Xiao Zhufeng's face looked disgusting: "Your Highness is at a critical moment now. If the teacher finds out..."

Pei Yunying looked at him and smiled: "Good brother?"

Xiao Zhufeng stared at him for a while, then walked past him and said coldly: "I'll just hide it from you this time."

"Thanks."

The voice became light again.

Xiao Zhufeng left, and Pei Yunying was the only one left in the alley.

The sound of fireworks continued, and there seemed to be faint laughter and noise floating in the wind. The smile on the young man's face gradually dissipated, and his expression became calm. He leaned against the cold stone wall of the alley and looked up at the night sky in the distance.

Those colorful colors exploded from the center of the night, turning into countless twinkling stars. Their brilliance was fleeting, like the warm crystal that fell on the back of a woman's hand.

Soon swallowed by darkness.

He thought of the small statue of Guanyin smashed all over the floor in the narrow medical hall, the fruit and incense candles rolled all over the floor, the grave soil and river water, the blood and the roster.

The woman sat in the darkness, raising her head and letting the blood drip from her fingers.

"Let me tell you what fairness is. Qi Yutai killed my sister. I killed Qi Yutai. One life is worth another life. This is what fairness is."

“I don’t need help, I can find justice on my own.”

She was obviously a murderous woman with blood-stained hands and a deep scheming mind. He knew very well that she was not as weak and helpless as she seemed, but at that moment, he still felt untimely compassion for her.

It was as if a messy picture appeared in his mind.

Whose voice echoed in the empty ancestral hall, childish, mournful, accompanied by uncontrollable anger and anger.

"Without the Pei family, without the title of Prince Zhaoning, I can still take revenge."

The young man said coldly: "The days are long, let's wait and see."

Pei Yunying closed her eyes.

All the chaos and noise faded away in an instant, and in front of us was a long and lonely street, covered with white jade and snow.

The cold wind is still biting, and the smoke in the sky is warm and gorgeous. On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, some people closed their homes and had a stove, some people were in cold quilts in ancient temples, some people reunited with their families, and some people were alone.

Pei Yunying looked at the night sky quietly.

Those dazzling silver flowers reflected in his pupils and shattered into countless bright stars in his eyes.

Under the same long flame in Shengjing, people's laughter and sorrow are never the same.

Just like that moment when he was young, countless people celebrated the splendid beauty of that moment like raining stars and rivers, but he was moved by a drop of tear among the graves on the ground.

Baozhu: Where is my golden card? Where is the blond card like me? !