After that day, Chu Shaoyang and Qianmian Gongzi hardly ever talked again.

Both of the injuries were traumatic, and soon they all recovered.

Master Qian Mian continued to live in the embroidery building and continued to change his appearance into Shen Ning. Chu Shaoyang also sat there looking at him every day, just like before.

They spent a whole day together, but they didn't even talk to each other.

This phenomenon may seem strange in the eyes of others, but it seems normal between two people.

He didn't want to talk. That day, he had already revealed the secret of the cabinet master because of his anger. He felt more deeply the horror of Chu Shaoyang, saying that more words lead to loss.

And Chu Shaoyang, no one knows his mind, he almost stay at home, all day long in the embroidered building, looking at the face that looks like Shen Ning, stunned.

Tuoba Zheng never bothered them again.

Time goes by like this day by day, as if there is no wave, but the calm before the wind and rain is looming.

Mr. Qian Mian thought he would live here all the time. He didn't know when he would stay. Although Chu Shaoyang said that he could leave at any time if he wanted to leave, but he never wanted to leave.

This period of time can be said to be the most peaceful period of his life.

He is far away from the murders in the rivers and lakes, away from the bloodbath. He breathes fresh and sweet air. Most importantly, her breath is everywhere.

He used the things she had used, he ate her favorite dishes and snacks, and he drank her favorite wine. He would not feel tired of such a life.

As for Chu Shaoyang, he was regarded as nonexistent.

Although he knew that Chu Shaoyang's eyes were almost always on his face, he never looked at Chu Shaoyang.

He hated Chu Shaoyang and hated Chu Shaoyang, but in addition to hating and hating, he pitied him.

Yes, Chu Shaoyang is very poor.

He knows clearly that he is only Shen Ning's shadow, or he holds on tightly. Isn't such a person very pitiful?

And myself, it seems to be very poor.

Qian Mian felt that he and Chu Shaoyang were in the same boat, and he completely gave up the idea of killing him.

If Chu Shaoyang is dead, what's the point of living on his own? It's better to muddle along like this.

He began to play the piano.

In the beautiful sense of Qin, he seems to be back in the past. On the high wall, he and she are facing the thousands of troops under the city. He is so scared that his legs are soft and his feet are soft. But she is calm and calm, patting his shoulder and saying: "thousand thousand, believe in yourself, you can."

There was a strange soothing power in her voice, which calmed his restless heart.

He sat there, quietly playing the piano, turning a blind eye to the soldiers and horses under the city.

Chimian Gongzi is now playing the music that Chu Shaoyang played when he was under the city. His fingering skills are like flowing clouds and flowing water. Not only does he bring himself back to memory, but even Chu Shaoyang is fascinated.

All of a sudden, the sound of the piano was slightly stagnant, giving out a "clank" noise.

Not only let Chu Shaoyang wake up in an instant, but even Qianmian Gongzi didn't realize that the noise was made by himself.

Just as he just inadvertently raised his eyes, he saw a flash of meteor fire in the sky. Although it was fleeting, the familiar signal made his body instinctively react.

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