[Lu Xiaofeng] Blindness

Chapter 42

Two months ago.

Ye Gucheng and Prince Nan had just made a plan to assassinate and replace him.

Nan Wang has already bought the emperor's cronies, Wang An, Wang Boss, he is a gambler and lustful person, but he has followed the emperor for many years, but the emperor does not like extravagance, the money he can earn in the palace is not right .

Agreeing to this matter, everyone takes what they need.

Their plan is not difficult. It is nothing more than letting Wang An secretly lead them into the palace, and then secretly assassinate the emperor. If all goes well, someone will secretly send the emperor's body back to Nanwang Mansion. From then on, there will naturally be no Nanwang heir this person.

If things fail, Ye Gucheng is also confident that he can leave.

It's just that the only mistake and unpredictability here is Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng is very clear that no matter whether this plan fails or succeeds, it will be difficult for him to set foot in the Central Plains again, but he has already agreed to Ximen Chuuxue a long time ago.

They will inevitably have a battle, to decide whether to compete, to divide life and death.

Ximen Chuuxue was sitting in the carriage, holding City Lord Baiyun in his arms.

The man leaned against him exceptionally quietly, Ximen Chuuxue unbuttoned the skirt of his shirt which was already stained red with blood, that sword, he stabbed really deeply, it was almost impossible to save him.

The sword qi hurt the meridian even more, and the wound was bleeding at this moment.

Reluctantly tap acupuncture points to stop the bleeding and wrap up the wound, but Ye Gucheng's aura is extremely weak, no one can survive after hurting his heart, and now, that aura is almost dissipated.

Ximen Chuuxue slowly clenched his hands, and his eyes went blank for a moment, as if that year, when the world was silent, he watched his sword being covered by wind, snow and frost, and he, together with himself, was about to disappear on the edge of memory.

But it's not the same as back then.

His heart was torn in pain, there was no blood, no scars, he was wandering on the verge of death, unable to find the meaning of continuing to live.

It turned out that it was such a pain.

"Ximen Chuuxue!" It was like thunder.

Qin Ye grabbed his shoulders and shook him desperately. Seeing that he was awake, he was slightly relieved.

"I have a way to save him."

Ximen Chuuxue focused his gaze on her.

"What conditions?"

Qin Ye shook his head, then smiled: "This is what our Southern Witch Sect owes to City Lord Ye, and you don't need to pay it back."

Ximen Chuuxue watched her hook Ye Gucheng's wrist, and soon saw her frowning.

"how?"

"You have also studied medicine, so you should know that damage to the heart veins is inevitable." After Qin Ye finished speaking, he sighed again, "But there is still a way."

She took out a delicate and small celadon jar from her bosom, and while carefully pouring out the contents, she said to Ximen Chuuxue: "My teacher's wife was poisoned by Gu poison 14 years ago, she would have died soon, But my master used this thing to extend her lifespan for ten years."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes fell on the two red wax pills in her palm.

"Same fate Gu?"

Qin Ye nodded, and then she handed one of them to Ximen Chuuxue, and when she was about to put the other in her mouth, she heard Ximen Chuuxue say.

"Give me the mother Gu."

Qin Ye paused for a moment: "Actually, you don't have to pay this price. Although it has been improved by my master, the price required is much lower, but it's still..."

Ximen Chuuxue interrupted her: "It's not that I don't know, but if the skills of both parties to the Gu are similar, the effect will be better, isn't it?"

Qin Ye hesitated for a moment, so he had no choice but to pass the wax pill to Ximen Chuuxue. Looking at his eyes, even if he didn't give it to him, he might come to grab it.

Ximen Chuuxue peeled off the wax seal, made a small slit on each of their wrists, smelling the smell of blood, two Gu worms the size of a grain of rice slipped in respectively.

"After his wound heals, you can take out the Gu worm."

Ximen Chuixue nodded.

"I've already found Russell and Ling Youyou, they've already entered the ghost villa."

"Oh?"

"But those who spread rumors about you and Ye Gucheng are not old knives."

Qin Ye frowned, and said slowly: "I suspect it has something to do with the group of people who suddenly intervened in Baiyun City four years ago."

"I will continue to investigate the following matters, and I will notify you when I have news."

Ximen Chuixue nodded.

"It's time for me to go." Qin Ye put on her old hat, and before leaving, she left a note.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the writing on it for a moment, and activated his internal force to completely turn it into powder.

He looked down at Ye Gucheng, brushing his fingertips over that extremely upright and beautiful face, it was the first time he saw this man look so weak.

He couldn't dodge that sword.

He no longer cared about death, but Ye Gucheng deflected his sword.

An inch of deviation is almost the distance between life and death.

After that sword pierced out, the sacred death he had always believed in had become a tomb.

If he was really dead, Ximen Chuuxue closed his eyes, unwilling to think about it, and pressed his right hand lightly on his chest. Until now, he still doesn't know why Ye Gucheng would deflect his sword, just because he knew that he would die, Then give him life?

So what's the point of this decisive battle?

Ximen Chuuxue pursed his lips, and his eyes suddenly fell on the two swords lined up beside him.

Long and narrow, sharp and cold.

He has always known that Ye Gucheng's way is different from his, so what they want to realize is also different.

Before the decisive battle, Ximen Chuuxue didn't understand why Ye Gucheng would do such a thing. Even now, he still doesn't understand, but it's not important.

He is not dead, and Ye Gucheng is still alive.

Therefore, he had enough time to slowly figure it out, Ximen Chuixue supported Ye Gucheng's leg, making him lean as flat as possible.

One month later, Wanmei Villa.

When Ye Gucheng woke up, he still felt a little dazed. The last thing he saw before he fell into a coma was the full moon hanging high in the sky and Ximen Chuuxue's pale face.

At that moment, he didn't think about anything, but felt that he had no regrets in dying like this.

The memory still vaguely stays in the night of the Forbidden City, but now, the first thing Ye Gucheng saw was Ximen Chuuxue, it was pitch black outside, only the cold moon was hanging high, Ximen Chuuxue was changing his dressing with a bandage in his hand.

Seeing that Ye Gucheng woke up, the man's hand paused slightly.

Then, eye contact.

Ye Gucheng's eyes are very light in color, and Ximen Chuuxue can clearly see his own reflection in them.

Silent, nostalgic, slightly cold, little by little, very clear, he almost fell into the sea of ​​light-colored pupils.

They stared at each other for as long as it took.

With just a glance, Ximen Chuuxue heard the beating sound of his own heart, like the blazing heat of a raging fire. This kind of emotion could almost be called intense, which made him almost at a loss for what to do.

It's just a look at each other, but it seems to vent the emotions that have been blocked by the sword for many years at once.

He doesn't care about entering the world and being born, meteors and snow peaks, ice and flames, life and death.

Everything is just in front of many, many times, you tie your hair, I hang my hair down, raise my eyes and stare, the reason is that... there is no way to avoid it.

"Ye Gucheng..." Ximen Chuuxue stared at him closely, his voice was low and hoarse, "I..."

He couldn't finish.

Ye Gucheng was gently caressing his face at this moment, brushing the cool lips with his fingertips, and even pressing slightly on the softness, he saw the twinkle in the eyes of that person who was like snow and frost. He felt the tenseness of passing away and the extremely fiery determination, and then he smiled slightly.

Bow your head, kiss, and the lips and tongue will be separated immediately.

"I lost." Ye Gucheng said calmly, "Because I have feelings for you that I shouldn't have."

Ximen Chuuxue held his breath, and then his voice was difficult.

"How do you know, it shouldn't have?"

He grabbed Ye Gucheng's shoulder, avoided the wound, and kissed the man with all his strength.

The lips and tongue are entangled, licked and sucked, and the joy is extremely heartfelt.

After a while, the two parted, gasping for breath.

Ye Gucheng pressed Ximen Chuuxue's chest with his hand, the warmth and throbbing under his palm made him extremely fascinated.

"Your heart is beating so fast."

"Really?" Ximen Chuuxue wiped the moisture from the corners of his lips, and asked uncertainly.

"It's faster."

Ximen Chuuxue pursed his lips and pressed Ye Gucheng's hand on his heart, a little unaccustomed, his face seemed a little hot, Ye Gucheng half sat up, whispering in the man's ear.

"kindness?"

"I am very happy."

Ximen Chuuxue saw the broken light like fine snow in Ye Gucheng's eyes, so beautiful.

The glitz is withered, the world is day and night, I don't know the world of mortals and the wind and the moon, but the sword is there, the love is deep and unspeakable, and the dream is full of infatuation.

He gently stretched out his arms to hug Ye Gucheng, their chests were stuck together with a bandage, their heartbeats were synchronized, and their warmth was similar.

The two love each other, so it is so beautiful and moving.