Thank you Buxian 39. Xiao Qi’s reward, Xiao Yi bowed. This chapter is a transition, connecting the past and the future.

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Come like flowing water, pass like wind; don’t know where it comes from, where it ends.

That night, Gongshuyun walked out of the rain curtain pavilion with Gongshuyun in his arms, stood in the rain, looking up at the dark night, and was silent.

The little maid smiled gently and pulled them and said, "I will take the owner of the manor to the underground palace where Mr. Yu lived before, and it is very quiet and peaceful. It is what Mr. Yu likes."

Gongshuyun looked down at the person in his arms, and his sad expression dispersed as soft as water. He nodded gently and said, "Okay." His eyes were empty and confused, just like the simple and cowardly little boy who had never grown up in those years.

Gongshu followed him with fear.

The man in black hugged the man in purple covered in blood and followed the little maid, walking into the underground of Yunhai Pavilion where he lived. In such a dark and narrow room, it turned out that he was walking into the secret passage that was hiding away from him.

Stepping on the cold, hard, wet and mossy stone steps, I don’t understand how his sick and thin body could be so cold and cold underground.

He was careful to take care of this person who didn't want him to feel uncomfortable. For half a year, he has been underground in Yunhai Pavilion, in a place he could not imagine?

The sound of the mechanical scoops, the thick stone gate rose, and he looked up. The wide underground palace was surrounded by the light of candlelight and night pearls, as bright as daytime.

Gongshuyun opened his eyes and was stunned in front of the stone gate.

The little girl had tears in her eyes and she pushed him with a smile: "The owner of the manor comes in and takes a look."

The wind flowed underground from the depths of the underground palace and swept towards the stone gate, and the candlelight jumped gently.

Gongshuyun slowly stepped into the stone door, and his hands were still tightly wrapped around the man in his arms, his heart suffocated as if he was trapped, and he passed in pain.

Do you know what kind of feelings does your elder brother Gongshuyu have for you?

Gongshu Yun looked at the poetic and painting puppet in the room, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were dazed.

Gongshu Jing stood in front of the stone gate with wide eyes, pursing his lips tightly, unable to say anything.

In the underground palace of Youda, you can see poems written by Gongshu Yu, paintings, and carved puppets everywhere.

Or hanging, laying, or piled.

They are all the same people.

Different expressions, different behaviors, and different clothes.

There was that man training horses, there was that man scribbling, there was that man practicing martial arts, or trance, or crying, or laughing

The walls, the ground, the columns, and the corners of the table are filled with rooms.

It's all his Gongshuyun.

She made that person willing to live and die for you; because you are happy and sad because you are sad that people who might have competed with each other will definitely use all their own good to you, will not compete with you, and will never want to harm you. Every day, except waiting for you and looking forward to you and thinking about you, you will no longer be able to think about more.

Depressed, but you have to be happy; pain, but you have to be tough; you cannot be told to others, you cannot reveal a little bit, your emotions are hidden, and you will be gentle

Gongshu Yun couldn't control himself and knelt down in the blue wood sculpture on the ground, his eyes were silent.

Xiaoyun

Mixed in the sound of the wind, it seemed that his soft call could be heard.

Low and gentle, full of distress.

Gongshu Yun put his hands in his arms, and his hands trembled to pick up a piece of cold and thin painting paper on the ground.

The man in the painting is elegant and elegant, with a gentle face. He carefully guides the young man in front of the desk to draw small characters:

Don’t fight with the spring heart with flowers, lovesickness is awesome.

After so many years, he only felt that his eyes were getting deeper and deeper at him, like a bottomless black hole, which seemed to be able to suck people in and never come out again.

Only today did I understand that the water light and ripples flowing in his eyes were so deep and tender, hiding countless emotions, sealing himself and trapping him.

I suppressed myself from crying, tears slid down my cheeks and dripped on Gongshuyu's cold and white face, burning and heart-burning heat.

I can't figure it out, he feels so sorry for someone who wants him well, and all he wants is himself, why can't he give it to him?

He clearly agreed that he would give him whatever he wanted?

Besides, he wants to be with him

"Yun'er." A shadow suddenly appeared in front of the stone gate, covering them and the underground palace.

Gongshu Jing stepped back to the side, a little surprised, and his voice was still respectful: "Madam."

The little maid looked back and saw her eyes were empty and confused, with unconcealed resentment and indifference.

The woman walked in with complicated eyes: "Yun'er, why are you here? Come with me."

"Mother" Gong Shuyun kneeled half-kneeled on the ground, and his voice was hoarse. "What have you done to him?"

The woman's expression did not change, she pursed her lips and said, "It's the master's intention, lock him up here."

"Lovers Gu." Gongshu Yun interrupted her.

"I am your mother and I won't do anything to harm you."

Gongshuyun nodded with gritted teeth and kept saying, "Yes, that's why I can't believe that I'm careful to protect and love someone who can't bear to suffer some grievances. In your eyes, there's nothing."

"Mom is for you, you have been weak since childhood, you know nothing, and you don't know anything. If you don't help you, how can you beat Gongshuyu?"

The crying sound was suppressed, Gongshuyun hugged the person in his arms and laughed, "How can he fight? How can he fight? Do you know all the things he wants, I am willing to give it to him."

"Stop!" Mrs. Gongshu suddenly said coldly: "Where did you say such words put the reputation of Gongshu? If you have such thoughts, do you still feel that you are right?"

Gongshu Cloud is quiet for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, but he reached out to touch the cold cheek of the man in his arms and said slowly: "At first, I didn't know what I thought about him, but I just wanted to take good care of him and take good care of Jijian Villa. I looked at him in this place where I was, accompanied him to give him everything he liked, used, and was not picky, so that he could live a comfortable life, as long as there was no discomfort as possible. I never thought about letting him know anything, nor did I want to get anything from him just to be nice to him." Gongshu Yun raised his head and said softly: "What does it matter if I am right or wrong in the reputation of Gongshu? As long as he is good, I will look at him like this, take care of him, and stand behind him. I don't think anyone knows what I think about my life. I think it's better if I pass like this."

"But I'm naive after all."

"He is dead." Mrs. Gongshu's face turned cold and frowned, "You should be awake. Mom doesn't understand, what's good about him? She is also a man, your father's brother."

Gongshuyun looked at Gongshuyu softly, and said with a word: "I don't understand what he is wrong with him, so he can be so cruel to him?" Slowly clenched his five fingers, Gongshuyun turned around and looked at the woman standing in front of the stone gate, and suddenly said softly: "Do you tell me what else did you do to him?"

Mrs. Gongshu's face changed slightly, and she stood straight, without saying a word.

"There are traces of the charming blue snake in front of Langlang's coffin. You immediately followed him here. The wound on his neck was his father's Ming Tiejian, but his palms on his chest were not as strong as his father, and he brought cold air." Gongshuyun just looked at her, "I just asked if you thought how much I hope he was good when you started?"

"You!" The little maid standing on the side of Gongshu Yunyi suddenly cried and rushed towards Gongshu's wife: "It was you who killed Master Yu! It was you who killed Master Yu!!" He raised his palm and beat the woman at the door.

The woman stood still and just waited for the little maid to move her right arm slightly when she moved.

"Madam!" Gongshu Jing suddenly called out, and stepped forward to stop the little maid rushing over, pulled it behind him and knocked it out in his arms. "Madam, show mercy, don't want it again."

"Mother." Gongshuyun no longer looked at her, turned his head and gently pressed his forehead on the forehead of the person in his arms: "This is the last time I called you like this. You are Gongshuyun's biological mother, and I will not attack you." He smiled slightly, and he continued: "But I can't forgive you."

Mrs. Gongshu felt nervous and suddenly shouted: "Whatever I do is for you!"

"I know." He was full of bitterness and said tremblingly: "For this you will never hesitate to kill the person I love."

"How could you and Lan Duoya give birth to a son who is so unclear, incompetent and cowardly?!"

"There will be no more," Gongshu Yun said without raising his head: "You will never have an incompetent son like me."

After saying that, a jade pendant on his waist was thrown hard onto the stone gate. It was the ancient jade from southern Xinjiang that his mother personally gave him when he was tenth birthday.

The clear and exquisite jade hit the cold and hard stone cladding and immediately shattered into millions of pieces.

"Yun'er!"

Amid the crisp sound of the jade crushing, the thick stone door fell from top to bottom. Mrs. Gongshu and Gongshu Jing's face changed and suddenly became panicked.

"Young Master!!"

"Brother, what do you want most?"

"I want you to live carefreely the most."

"Why did you suddenly want to change? Who affected you?"

"Because of my brother's teachings, because of you."

Miao Nv: "Are you willing to stay for me?"

Gongshuyun smiled faintly: "I can't, I am the lord of Yizhuang, I must go back."

Miao Nv: "Do you already have a beloved woman?"

Gongshu Yun: "I only have a brother, and I have been sick since I was a child, so I need to go back, take care of the villa, and take good care of him."

In the dust raised and the dust of broken jade scattered, Gongshuyun could be seen leaning down and gently kissing the person in his arms. Blood slits of blood on the corner of his mouth.

But I couldn't take good care of you in the end.

I hide in my heart and love

The emotions are broken, the wind and rain are dispersed, and the tears are mottled.

The paintings of the green scrolls are endless and the purple clothes are thin, and they can only stagger and fall.

For you, half of your life is ridiculous and madness is hard to wake up. It is him, and it is him.

The heart is born and the heart is suffering from the end.

Crying, tired, painful.
To be continued...