Chapter 9 Chapter 2 Zimo

Her story had nothing to do with Jiang Hu. However, just because of following in that person's footsteps, the name Zi Mo has become a mysterious legend in the martial arts world. Everyone in Jianghu knows that ninety-nine percent of the news and old events in the martial arts world, the intricate personnel relations, and all kinds of top-secret information are gathered in a place called Lanxue Pavilion in Tingxue Tower. And in that place, processing all kinds of materials, and sending the most urgent message to the top of Tingxue Building, is a woman named Zi Mo——that strange woman, intelligent and knowledgeable, has a good understanding of mountains of documents and records. The complicated relationship between the rivers and lakes is as easy to understand as looking down at the lines on one's own palm.

Listen to Zi Mo, who is in charge of information among the four protectors of Xuelou. Her real name is Zidai, a rich and intoxicating name. That's not a good girl's name.said father. However, he still gave her the name according to his wife's wishes.Her mother died on the night of giving birth to her, and her father was aloof and rebellious all his life, he would not listen to anyone's different opinions, however, he finally listened to his wife once. At the age of seven, her father, who was demoted again, took her for a walk in the garden of his residence in Chaozhou.The summer storm at sea has just passed, and there are ruins everywhere outside. Even in the back garden of this county government, it is a desolate scene.

A clump of roses was blown down by the strong wind because it was not erected in time, and the vines were scattered all over the ground.The broken branches and leaves and scattered petals exude a faint fragrance in the air after the storm. The father had nothing to do, so he pointed to Qiangwei and asked his daughter to write two lines of poems about this scene. Blinking her eyes, she blurted out: "Time has not stopped, and my mind is chaotic." However, the father's expression changed in an instant, and he looked at her sternly, until the child was so frightened that he withdrew his smile and stared blankly at his father, not knowing what was wrong.

"Composing this kind of poem at such a young age... must be a lost woman!" At the age of seven, she didn't understand what losing her line was.She also didn't understand why she told the truth according to the situation in front of her, which would make her noble and strict father so angry, and she would no longer love her as much as before. Until she was sixteen years old, the name of Zi Dai became a sign that everyone in Luoyang City's Fengyue field was eager to covet. Every time after the singing and singing, she woke up from a little drunk, and she realized that it was what her father did to her all her life. prophecy.

However, although his father's advice was not accepted in his life, his words were fulfilled by heaven. His father was unruly and upright, so his official career was not smooth, and he was depressed all his life.The only time when I had some hope was when I was recalled from Chaozhou to Luoyang, the capital city, and was waiting to fill the vacancy in the Ministry of Rites. At that time, Xie Lizhou, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, hinted several times that his father would need to be rich, and business activities were indispensable—but his father didn't understand the world, and he didn't run to the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, but just waited for the adults to show his favor.

Migui in Luoyang, life is not easy, father and daughter depend on each other for life, poor and safe, life is peaceful.After her mother's death, her father never reunited. In many matters, her father was stubborn--she later discovered that this temper seemed to be inherited by her exactly. She has always been the daughter of a good family. Although she is not full of beauty, she is also a boudoir jasper. She is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Like most girls from a good family in the world, she is waiting to be arranged by her parents for her future fate. At that time, she was already sixteen years old, and she already understood what kind of serious crime her father said about "disobedience" for a woman. above.

Her family rented a small patio, a single family, facing Zhuque Street in Luoyang City. On the same street, there is another deep house compound with a tall gatehouse and strict guards. The people who come in and out on weekdays are people with a dangerous temperament, and the cold light of swords and soldiers often flashes on their bodies. My father frowned and said, "Those people are all rebellious parties banned by force—it's because the current government is in chaos and the government's influence is weakened, so those people from the rivers and lakes come out to disrupt the world."

A rebellious party banned by force.She got a little scared. Because the family was poor and could not summon servants, she was often asked to show up, and even had to pass by the gate every day.When passing through that gate, she always lowered her head, for fear that those people in the Jianghu would do something bad. However, nothing ever happened. Until she met him there. Looking back after a long time, even the day when fate turned around, it seems to be an ordinary day. The first snow of winter has just fallen, and the outside is dripping with ice.However, she still had to get up early in the morning to fetch water from the old well under the mulberry tree on the other side of the street.

After a hasty grooming, her hair was loosely tied with copper hairpins, and she walked on the icy street with a wooden bucket. It was just dawn, and there was no one on the gray Suzaku Street.That was also the time she deliberately chose to go out in order to avoid showing her face.Her fingertips were so cold that she was about to lose consciousness. She staggered and carried the full bucket of water with difficulty. Passing through the gate, she bowed her head as usual and hurried past.Suddenly, on the empty road, the sound of horseshoes rushing like thunder, wrapped in the cold wind and snow, was already in my ears in a blink of an eye!

She was startled, and when she looked up and saw those horsemen running towards her, she wanted to avoid it, but the three-inch golden lotus feet bound since she was a child made it difficult for her to move, she stepped on the icy ground, and her body slipped . If she fell and the man just rode by, then there would be nothing else between them, not the lost woman named "Zi Mo" ; However, she didn't fall, and she didn't even spill a drop of water from the wooden bucket in her hand. The horse was reined in forcibly, and the person on the horse flew down, put his hand on her shoulders, and stabilized her body that was about to fall, and only heard someone softly saying: "I bumped into the girl, I'm sorry."

She raised her eyes, and what she saw was the handsome face of the young man, reflected in the snow that was rising all over the sky, it was even more pale and bloodless, only there was a bit of life in his eyes, with a faint warmth in the blur, But there is no bottom - such an abyss, it seems that at first glance, others can't see his heart, but they will fall into it instead. She was just stunned for a moment, but the young man had already let go of the hand holding her shoulder, handed the wooden bucket held by the other hand back to her hand, nodded slightly, then turned his head and walked away go.He came with three riders and horses, wearing black cloaks of the same color, Gu Panjian was very heroic, different from this young man who was weak and quiet. A group of four people stepped on the snow and walked into the gate. When the guards saw the first person, they all knelt down and respectfully said, "Meet the young master!" The young man just nodded slightly, and after receiving such a great gift, he walked straight into the deep courtyard without stopping. The wind and snow swirled around him. With an unspeakable momentum. It turns out that he is the young master of the mysterious gang behind the gate...Zi Dai stood in the snow with water in her hand, thinking blankly. Is that a rebellious party banned by force? It's not like... No matter how you say it, it's not like... For the first time since she was a child, she began to doubt her father's statement. That day, a beautiful woman in purple stood blankly on Luoyang's busiest Zhuque Street until the water in the barrel froze.There were more and more people, and everyone looked at her in amazement, and there were a few dandies watching her, laughing and praising her beauty—she had to leave. Before leaving, she mustered up the courage to look up, glanced at the plaque on the gate, and saw three words clearly: Listen to Xuelou. Life seemed no different after that.It's just that when she passed by the gate every day, she no longer hurried past with her head down, but slowed down her pace, and looked inside the gate from the corner of her eyes, as if expecting something. She also cared about every little thing about this "Tingxuelou".That's why she knew that there is a so-called "martial arts" in the world. She heard about it from her neighbor's little sister and aunt. What extraordinary things have been done in Luoyang, but everyone still respects and fears it. What is there to be afraid of?He's a nice guy. As she thought about it, thinking of the young man's misty and gentle eyes, there was a shy smile on the corner of her mouth. Sometimes, he would be seen at the door of Tingxue Building, but he mostly didn't notice her dodgy gaze.Occasionally I saw her, and seemed to remember her, but she just nodded slightly and smiled, without affectation or enthusiasm, just an indifferent smile, which made people feel uncertain. At the age of sixteen, she knew for the first time what it was like to be mentally disturbed... However, she also knew that, as a girl from an official family, her father would never allow her daughter to have any contact with these people in the world. Sometimes, when she gets desperate, she thinks bitterly: Didn't it mean that the people from the Jianghu over there don't even frown when they kill and set fire?If the father really refused, he would bring a few people to the house and snatch it away!If it's him, if it's him who comes to snatch it... I won't resist... Ah, just scold him a few words at most. The girl thought about it by herself, her face gradually turned rosy. Zi Dai seemed to have grown up overnight, she began to think about her own attire, and also began to learn to paint lightly on her face, hoping to make herself more beautiful.Gradually, every time she walked down the street, many eyes followed her.In fact, her private hope - just to make that person more likely to notice her. Ling Ai is getting more and more beautiful.Everyone who met said that, and there was an endless stream of people who came to propose marriage. However, his father frowned as if he had noticed something. The beauty of a woman is often the way to bring disaster.Father said something coldly. That sentence also became a reality. Qing Gao's father rejected many marriage proposals from powerful people - because he didn't want his daughter to be a child.At that time, she secretly rejoiced that her father had always been unyielding, and continued to indulge in the dream of the world, even if she caught a glimpse of the white-clothed boy from a distance, she would be able to dream about it for several days. However, that person was just indifferent, with a haggard look gradually appearing on his face - it was said that it was because his father was seriously ill.So, she began to pray for the health of the old man she had never met in front of Guanyin every day. She just put her whole heart on that person and didn't care about anything else. It wasn't until that day that officials broke in and took her father away with an iron chain, that she woke up and knew that a catastrophe had come. What law did my father commit?Why did you arrest him! He took office in Chaozhou and embezzled the treasury bank!Now someone has reported him, and he is going to be taken to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for interrogation! Wronged... My father was innocent all his life, and he would never do that kind of thing! She grabbed the official's sleeve and begged, but she was pulled out of the house and staggered and fell on the road.The usual acquainted neighbors watched from the crack of the door, but they dared not come over.Regardless of her modesty and decency, she began to cry. After a long time, suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes approaching from a distance, and they stopped.She didn't look up, but she heard someone quietly asking in her ear, "What's wrong?" It turned out to be that longing voice——Zi Dai froze all of a sudden, she didn't even dare to raise her head, for fear that if she raised her head, the tear-stained face would be seen by that person.She just bowed her head and sobbed without making a sound. "Get up." Seeing that she was unwilling to answer, the man said humanely, and gave her a little help—as expected, he is from the Jianghu, and he is not too rigid about the rules of giving and receiving between men and women. She stood up, muttered, lowered her head, blushed, and was about to say something when she heard the sound of another horse's hooves rushing over, and immediately the person called out urgently: "Young master! Young master! Go back upstairs, the master is not good!—” That hand trembled suddenly, and her heart twitched accordingly. When she looked up, the man had already turned his head to look in the direction of Tingxuelou, but his eyes were still calm, and he scolded the visitor: "Jiang Lang, how can you do that?" Talk about the host’s illness on the street!" The person who came flew off the horse and knelt down to plead guilty, but his brows were full of anxiety.The young man in white let her go, got on his horse, shook off the rein, and ran out without looking back. She stood alone on the street, watching him go away, watching the eyes of the neighbors hiding behind the doors and windows looking at her.He thought, after all, he was just passing by, just helping her occasionally.His world is completely incomprehensible to her; and the suffering of her ordinary people is also unknown to him. After thinking through this layer, Zi Dai's heart became half cold. She no longer does those charming feelings in the past, after all, it can't save her father's bad luck.And those martial arts knights, I'm afraid they can't help her anything-everything, now she is the only one who bears it. That night, Xie Lizhou, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, sent a matchmaker to accept her as the fifth housewife. She didn't even think about it, and she didn't care about being shy, and she didn't even ask her father in custody for his opinion, and she agreed to the marriage.She needs to rely on the power of the Xie family...even if that servant is enough to be her father. The next day, Zhou Zidai got married. There were no matchmakers and six hires. She just took a bridal sedan chair and was carried into Xie's house through the side door. Three days later, her father was cleared of the suspicion and walked out of the cage. However, such a noble and rebellious father scolded Xie's family for taking advantage of others, and even his daughter's willingness to marry was also scolded by him as a misbehavior. . Lost... She laughed, isn't it her fate that was doomed a long time ago? She became the fifth wife of the Xie family, but her father never came to see her again. She is also quiet, every day she just looks out from the tall building of Xie's house, and sees the yard behind the mysterious gate... There is a white pavilion standing alone in the greenery of the courtyard, and the lights are not extinguished late at night. She knew that on the second day after meeting him on the street—that is, the day she got married, the old landlord Xiao of Tingxuelou passed away. In recent days, people and horses in Tingxuelou have been coming in and out frequently, and there seems to be endless things to do. She understood the reason why he left without a trace that day, but now that the matter has come to an end, she can only smile wryly. One afternoon, in the courtyard of Xie's villa, I took a bored walk. There is a rosebush in the corner, and a few flowers have already bloomed slightly.Remembering today, Tete came to look at it, but couldn't help being startled, it turned out that the wind was so strong last night that it even blew the few flowers all over the ground. It's not the season when roses are in full bloom, it's just that the flowers bloomed early and couldn't escape the strong wind, so they withered into mud like this. Seeing him again two years later, it seemed like a lifetime away. "Mr. Xiao's vision is too high. Could it be that even Miss Zidai, the oiran in Luoyang City, doesn't fall into your eyes?" Not wanting to let go of the wealthy customers, the old bustard smiled obsequiously, recommending to the guests in the private seat. , "Guests who come to our Fengqing Garden for entertainment, don't ask a girl to sit with them, how can it be okay... let alone a person with the status of a young master." The people in the private seat just sat indifferently, slowly sipping the wine in front of them, and the singing and swallowing outside seemed to be unable to reach the hearts of those people.The old bustard was stunned, and secretly complained: Could it be that the people from Tingxuelou came here this time to settle disputes in the Jianghu? She was about to leave when she saw the young man in white sitting in the middle put down his wine glass and said without raising his eyes: "Well, let Miss Zidai come over..." The old bustard backed away, pulled her over, winked at her secretly, and said in a low voice: "Those are high-ranking gangsters, you can't afford to offend them, so serve them carefully... When something goes wrong, hide immediately." go aside." When the sisters heard about the Jianghu vendetta, their faces turned white, only she was calm and nodded: "Mom, don't worry." She walked upstairs on her own, her expression unchanged—the world...just because of that person, the world is not scary to her.Instead, it was a dream she had always treasured in her heart.Even if she was receiving guests on weekdays, she would rather go out to meet those gangsters that the sisters were hiding from, and listen to them tell some stories about martial arts in the arena and martial arts fights—it seems that from the eyes of those people, she can see people who have been fond of in the past. "You don't need to come in, just sing a tune outside the curtain." As soon as the footsteps stepped outside the bead curtain, someone inside gave a faint order.Her footsteps stopped, but she didn't follow her orders, but she couldn't take any more steps... This voice... this voice.It's him, it's him! She froze outside the curtain, under the gorgeous jewelry, her face was as pale as death. silence.She didn't sing, and the guests inside didn't rush. The atmosphere was a little strange, and even the wind blew over with an inexplicable chill. The bead curtain was drooping, but despite the turbulent waves in her heart, she didn't have the strength to raise her hand to brush the curtain aside and take a look at the people behind the curtain. Lou's reputation has risen, and he has become the biggest force in Luoyang under his leadership, and he is fighting head-to-head with the former leader of the Tianli Society. Over the years, her sources of information have become more and more extensive. It is no longer like in the small courtyard, where she can only rely on other people's words to imagine what kind of incomprehensible person he is behind the gate. Xiao Yiqing.Xiao Yiqing. Now she has found out his name, but he doesn't even know her name.It's been two years, and in his memory, the shadow of the girl passing by carrying water has probably been wiped out, right? In any case, the distance between her and him was already as far away as cloud and mud. After calming down, Zidai finally returned to her normal state, picked up the red toothbrush in her hand, lightly opened the sandalwood mouth, stood outside the bead curtain, and gently began to sing the tune word by word: "In February, the poplar flowers are light and faint, and the spring breeze is swaying and irritating." "Creation is a merciless thing, let it fly south and north!" She sang very sadly, which swept away everyone's interest, and some people in the booth next to her started to scold.However, behind the bead curtain, the man frowned slightly, as if thinking of something, he remained silent, and after a while, he said, "Come in." Zi Dai was stunned, the red tooth plate fell to the ground with a snap, her fingers trembling slightly, she suddenly gritted her teeth and brushed aside the curtain. "It really was you who came." As soon as she entered, she heard him say something to her.His eyes were cold and erratic, just like back then. Surprised and happy.He still remembers her?He, he still remembered her! The smile on her face couldn't help blooming, however, her body suddenly lightened, as if being picked up by someone and pushed forward.She screamed, she didn't know what happened, she just felt that the murderous aura in this private seat was coming in an instant! She couldn't help but rushed towards him who was sitting in the middle, the young man in white still just stared behind her, his eyes didn't flicker, he casually pushed his palm towards her shoulder, trying to take her away. "Tianlihui is so lacking in talent, why did you actually send you to assassinate me?" Indifferently, he looked at someone following behind her, and uttered a sentence, with murderous intent in his flickering eyes.Her heart sank rapidly. He pushed his palm towards her shoulder.However, when he caught sight of it, he was slightly startled, and in the middle of the palm, he suddenly changed, changing from pushing to supporting, and hugged her who was not on her steady footing.At the same time, a clear light flowed from his right sleeve. Xiying Knife. That was the first time Zidai saw him kill someone, but she was not frightened at all.When she saw it for the first time, she was fascinated by the strange and beautiful knife light.It seemed that it was no longer a murderous knife, but just a gust of breeze. After the wind passed, a drizzle of slanting sun fell. The assassin's blood spilled on the floor, but everyone in Tingxue Tower didn't change their expressions. "Okay, it's okay, Miss Zidai." After a short moment, she heard him whisper in her ear, gentle and quiet.She suddenly didn't know what to say, as if she had suddenly returned to the year when she was sixteen, she just lowered her head and bit the corner of her mouth. He doesn't remember her anymore... She felt sore. She thought that since she fell into prostitution, nothing could touch her heart anymore. However, his ordinary words still made her almost shed tears. Let it go... Now she is different from the daughter of a good family in the deep house compound, what can't she do now?Taking advantage of today, it is rare to see that person... Confused, she simply accepted Zi Dai's current identity, and smiled at the person who was about to leave the table: "Mr. Can't live, son?" The young man in white was stunned for a moment, stopped and looked at her.A sigh flashed across unpredictable eyes, and he asked lightly, "It's been two years, how did you get here?" As soon as the words came out, she was shocked on the spot. Sure enough, he still recognized her... In his eyes, there was a shadow of himself in all the fancy clothes——the famous oiran of Luoyang Fengqingyuan: Zi Dai.However, what he remembered was the poor girl who drew water in the wind and snow two years ago, the desperate woman who cried bitterly in the street... She was suddenly ashamed, covered her face and shed tears. How to tell him what happened to her.That was just the fate of a poor woman who drifted with the crowd, and in the eyes of these omnipotent martial arts people, it seemed to be just the consequence of weakness and incompetence. The mistress of Xie Shilang's family was so powerful that she couldn't tolerate being favored, so she took advantage of Xie Lizhou's absence from Beijing to call the matchmaker and sold her to a brothel.In this world, the fate of a woman is like duckweed, where it blows, it will be there. The lost woman... It turned out that that was really her fate. She never had the courage to keep him.However, he watched her cry bitterly, without saying anything, his eyes gradually turned gentle and compassionate, coughed a little, and sighed: "The world is weak, and the world is evil... how can a weak woman be blamed on you..." She cried more and more. His understanding and tolerance only made her understand what kind of person fate let her pass by.He took off the light blue handkerchief from his wrist and put it on her wrist, then led his subordinates to open the bead curtain and went downstairs. The setting sun was faint outside, and the young man in white came walking lonely, took out his jade flute, and tapped on the vermilion railing in the corridor, today's encounter made him feel a little emotional, and he patted the railing all over, and he chanted softly: "Zhangtai Liu, Zhangtai Liu," "Is Qingqing here in the past?" "Even if the long strips seem to hang down like old ones," "You should also break other people's hands..." On the tall building, listening to the poems he recited as he drifted away, she burst into tears like rain. Then, she didn't know what to think of, she gritted her teeth, and stopped crying abruptly.Things have come to this, if you just keep crying, then you will only get further and further away from him... She, in general, did something. In the tender twilight, she firmly held the light blue silk scarf in her hand, as if she had made up her mind. Half a year later, on a snowy night, she came with a light on and stepped on the snow. In front of the high gate of Tingxue Building, she took the light blue handkerchief as a token and asked the guards to hand it over to the building owner. There was a line written on the towel: Tomorrow night at sunset, Yun Qi, the number one expert of the Tianli Society, was ordered to intercept and kill Gao Mengfei, the second floor owner of Tingxue Building, outside the long pavilion at the north gate. Under the snowy window, the young man in white fur spread out the silk scarf in his hand, stood up suddenly, and came out in the snow, ignoring the umbrellas and cloaks brought up by his subordinates around him. "Miss Zidai." Just as the beautiful figure in purple was about to turn around the corner, he went out in time, walked down the steps, and called her. He tightly clenched the silk scarf in his palm, and his eyes gradually became serious—this woman, It seems that he didn't know that he was going to be involved in endless disputes in the rivers and lakes when he came here. Xiao Yiqing pondered: "You spy on the news, I'm afraid you've got yourself killed—I'll send someone to protect you back." "That's just a temporary plan... Could it be that Xuelou can protect me forever?" In the heavy snow, Luoyang's oiran suddenly looked back, and there was a faint resolute and fearless radiance on his beautiful face, "Zi Dai has a plan in her heart— ——I have a lot of friends in Luoyang, and I can bring all kinds of news to Tingxuelou——If you don’t mind, can you let Zidai join Tingxuelou for exorcism?” Hearing those words, the owner of Tingxue Building couldn't help being stunned: This woman is almost like two people from the one she saw in Fengfengyuan a few months ago. She stayed in Tingxuelou just like this, but Xiao Yiqing always concealed her identity, secretly bought Fengfengyuan, made her the owner there, and then made that place the most secret news of Tingxuelou sources of intelligence. She also changed her name to Zi Mo. Removed the original strong smell of powder, and left the romantic dust.Every day, she would sit on a tall building in her spare time, photographing the railings all over, watching the cars and horses coming and going on the avenues in the middle of Luoyang City, setting off a billow of red dust. Zimo Hongchen came over. In this drunken world, what is left after the dust clears? Everyone changed her name to the 20-year-old Mrs. Zi - she has the right not to meet those guests she dislikes, but her reputation is getting bigger and bigger in the court of romance, and everyone respects her as a kiss. Fangze is proud, even Jiang Jinyue, the mighty chief rudder of Tianlihui, is no exception--this is how the world is, the more you can't get something, the more you think highly of it. Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow, is it still green in the past? Sometimes, thinking of the poems he recited, she also asked herself with a wry smile. Are you here today?Not here, that's long gone... However, not anymore, she can love more deeply. After more than a year, I don't know how much information has been collected, organized and sent to Tingxuelou. Finally, on that day, he came over, and after discussing with her the recent rumors and movements of the martial arts in detail, he suddenly said: "After an hour, I heard Xuelou attack the head of the Tianli Society...Zimo, you also come with me Let's see." She was stunned, not knowing whether it was sadness or joy. He finally had the certainty of winning with one strike, and finally wanted her to openly become a member of Tingxuelou instead of a chess piece secretly laid.However... the way he looked at her was just as if he was looking at a partner who was in the same boat through thick and thin. Or, this is also good... For her, it is enough to just pick a closer position and be able to look at him well. On that day, she witnessed for the first time what is Jiang Hu and what killing is. In one day, Tianli, who was fighting for hegemony in Luoyang with Tingxuelou, would be wiped out.When Xiao Yiqing asked about the situation of that stubborn young man, she was astute and immediately provided the information she knew. However, she did not expect that this young man in white would use such means to destroy the youth's faith.In the blood that splashed the sky, Zi Mo suddenly felt cold when he saw the young man in white clothes like snow under Biwu, his unfathomable eyes and his indifference that almost pierced everything—— She thought that she was already very close to him. The kind of penetrating everything can only be possessed when looking at things that are indifferent to oneself. No one can get close to the heart of this person. On the contrary, it was the boy under the Tianlihui—that desperate, crying child, who could make people feel the truth of life and the pain of growing up.This also happened to her when she was sixteen years old. Looking at this young man, she, who has read all the wind and dust, actually felt a trace of mother-like tenderness and tenderness in her heart. "Huang Quan is still young, and his temper is extreme - take care of him when you have time, so that he will not fall into a demon." When returning, I heard Louzhu Xue just said something lightly, and my eyes swept across her face, but vaguely deep meaning. Zi Mo was startled, that look seemed to be indifferent and piercing.She was a little apprehensive: Although she was by that person's side, she didn't know what was going on in his mind. However, since he ordered it, she did her best to do it. The young man named Huang Quan was indeed very aggressive. Several times, she thought that he must have practiced sword hard and needed to rest. When she went to take care of him in that small room, the young man always said nothing and ignored him, just treating him as her. is transparent in general. Zi Mo had seen too many, she was not angry, she tidied up the house, put down the new bedding and clothes she brought, cooked a few delicious dishes, and then left on her own.After a long time, getting along like this doesn't seem uncomfortable.Occasionally, when she asked a question, the boy would agree with a "hmm", but he didn't say much. Since joining Tingxuelou, this kid has practiced sword like crazy - the host appointed Gao Mengfei, the host of the second floor, to teach him sword skills.The severity of the master's supervision in martial arts is almost appalling. Every time he comes back from receiving guidance, Huang Quan can wash his whole body with blood. On that day, someone said that the boy hadn’t come out of that small room for several days—she took a moment to go over there to have a look, and when she opened the door, she could smell the smell of rotten food. My heart was shocked: Huang Quan didn't touch the food she brought over three days ago! Huang Quan was lying on the bunk, motionless, she called out a few times in response, stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and exclaimed from being burned.When he hurriedly pulled off the quilt to help the unconscious boy up, he found a sword wound stretching from his shoulder to his right chest. It was not bandaged, and it had already begun to rot because of the hot weather. Zi Mo was stunned, feeling an inexplicable pain in his heart. That night, she asked the doctor to buy medicine and was busy until late at night. It was midnight when Huang Quan woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the sober and gentle eyes of the woman in purple.Zi Mo watched the young man open his eyes, those eyes were as soft and bright as a newborn baby for a moment, she held the medicine bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, knocked on the side of the bowl, and smiled with relief: "Okay, good boy woke up ... take medicine!" At that moment, for some unknown reason, the boy suddenly buried his head in the quilt, and burst into tears, Zi Mo's hands trembled in shock. From then on, Huang Quan seemed to be a different person, showing extreme dependence and obedience to her. The boy's character was originally rebellious and extreme, and his emotions shifted violently between the two extremes. Sometimes he even showed an impulsive and contradictory look to Tingxue Louzhu.Of course, only Zi Mo, only she can use a gesture or even a look to calm him down. Every time at this time, Tingxue Louzhu's eyes will be full of smiles. Once she saw it from the side of her eyes, and suddenly understood, a sense of sadness rushed up from her heart—it turned out that the person still made her a chess piece, because it was cleverly placed, it could be used to restrain the other valuable subordinates. This person... How deep is his scheming, how far can he think? The kind of unconcerned, penetrating eyes actually aroused her extremely disgusted emotion. When... this person will become like this.It was completely different from the time when they met each other on Suzaku Street back then. At that time, even in the snowstorm, at least there was still a trace of vitality and warmth in his eyes. Did he really think that everything in this world would be under his control? She became angry for no reason, indulged and decadent day after day, and never saw that boy again. However, she didn't go to see Huang Quan, but Huang Quan went to Fengqingyuan to find her by himself. "Madam Zi is not seeing any guests today." The maid in the building hurriedly stopped her, but the young man with a gloomy face slashed at her with a sword, blood spattered out, and the maid fell down screaming. "Who is so bold..." The door was violently pushed open, and the purple-clothed woman who was sitting in the arms of the Enke and drinking half a glass of acacia wine frowned, raised her head and asked, and then her face gradually turned pale. "Huang Quan?" She was stunned, she couldn't believe that this young man would leave Tingxue Tower without authorization to find this place, and blurted out an exclamation.The young man stood at the door, as if he was too afraid to take a step in because of the sweet and rotten fragrance in the room, he just stared at her face, motionless, his eyes were dim and loose. Zi Mo's heart tightened, remembering Huang Quan's desperation and crazy behavior after learning the true face of the Tianli Society that day, his fingers clenched the mechanism under the table. "Shua." Huang Quan suddenly drew out the sword, the light of the sword flashed like a horse, the benefactor beside her didn't even have time to draw the sword, a cavity of hot blood rushed out of his neck.So fast swordsmanship!Zi Mo was secretly shocked, these days with the second floor master, this kid's martial arts has improved so much! If he steps forward, I will kill him with a hidden weapon. Gritting her teeth, Zi Mo made up her mind - she knew Huang Quan's extreme character, once she turned her face, she would really disown her relatives! However, the boy in the yellow shirt just looked at her, his eyes were fierce and cold, even crazy and dark, and everything changed in an instant.But he didn't move.Her finger was on the trigger of the concealed weapon, and her hand gradually trembled. Suddenly, Huang Quan threw the sword on the ground forcefully, turned around and rushed out.The boy stumbled and ran down the stairs, hitting the pillars on the porch with his head like crazy all the way, making hoarse and desperate cries. Zi Mo was stunned, and when he recovered, he was nowhere to be seen. Walking to the corridor, the setting sun outside was like blood, she sighed deeply, and looked into the distance from the railing.But the hand trembled suddenly - his bright red blood was sprinkled on the railing, and her hands were stained all over. The wind was blowing softly, it was a peaceful and beautiful evening, for some reason, she, who had not shed tears for two years, suddenly covered her face with her blood-stained hands, and burst into tears. Sixteen years old...all sixteen years old. What kind of disillusionment and tribulations have the child and she experienced at this age. She thought that she might really care about that boy. "Huangquan is dying, come back quickly." A few days later, Xiao Yiqing's handwriting unfolded in front of her eyes, but Zi Mo's hands trembled uncontrollably.This child... this child, actually going to perform such a dangerous task... is simply desperate. “为什么、为什么你竟允许他去刺杀武当掌门？你明明知道他不是对手！”气急交加，她第一次忘了在那个人面前保持风度和敬意，对着听雪楼主人大喊。然而，白衣的楼主只是微微笑了笑，看着榻上昏迷的少年，缓缓道：“那是因为……我觉得，借着他当时心中的力量和必死的意志，他并非不可能为我除去出云子。” 紫陌惊住，抬头看着萧忆情的眼睛。 冷漠而迷离，深的看不见底——那还是她一直念念不忘的眼神么？ “紫陌……”昏迷中的少年嘴角滑落出一个名字，惊动了一屋子的人。墨大夫舒了口气，拔起了银针：“好了，这条命算是捡回来了。” 悲喜交集，她的心忽然间充满了柔软的感情，不顾所有人都在一旁，推开大夫，扑过去抱住了榻上的黄泉，哭了出声。 大家都不说话，萧忆情也只是淡淡在一边看着，看着她痛哭的脸，看着少年醒转后复杂的神色。冷冷的目光中，忽然也闪过一丝微弱的温暖笑意。 蔷薇开的时候，紫陌看见那个绯衣女子。 白衣的楼主侧脸看着她，眼神是专注而沉默的。然后，楼主亲自引导她来到听雪楼的大厅内，见过所有人，那个绯衣女子却只是用冷冷戒备的眼光，看着将来的同伴。 “我叫舒靖容……大家叫我阿靖便好。” 一一见过了大家，许久，那个女子才淡淡说了一句。然而这一句话却在人群中激起了微微的议论。紫陌心中也是一震：舒靖容？血魔的女儿么？ “好了，大家都见过了——以后靖姑娘，便是听雪楼里的女领主。”微微咳嗽着，楼主用目光扫视所有人。人群静下来——请一个邪派女子来出任楼中领主，楼主他…… 那个绯衣女子当众单膝跪下，低头：“我舒靖容愿意加入听雪楼、供楼主驱谴，百死而不回——直至你被打倒的那一天！” 直至被打倒的那一天……奇怪的宣誓效忠，大家不由一愣。 “咳咳……”萧忆情苦笑着，咳嗽，然后问，“你的意思，是说如果你发觉我不是最强的，你自己能杀死我或者别人比我强，你就会立刻背叛，是吗？” “哈……那叫什么背叛啊。”那个绯衣女子冷冷地笑了起来，带着微微的冷峭，抬眼看他，“难道你会信任我？如果你不信任我，那谈得上什么背叛！而且，我只佩服强者，只追随最强的人——如果你能被别人打倒，那么我当然要离开你！” 连紫陌都微微动容——他、居然敢起用这么危险的女子作为左右手么？ 然而，白衣楼主只是连连咳嗽，苦笑，并没有说什么。 “公子，这是我所能收集到的有关舒靖容的资料，请过目。”当晚，她便把所有有关这个女子二十岁以前的资料，都送到了楼主的书斋里。顿了顿，紫陌的眼神变得有些复杂，忽然低声道：“据可靠消息，靖姑娘在十八岁那一年，曾与二楼主相识。” “不必说了……”萧忆情却打断了她的话，拿过那一叠文书，看也不看的在灯上烧了。 紫陌的脸色微微一变。 素来楼中有传言，二楼主高梦非不甘于人下，久有背叛之心——新来的靖姑娘与其有瓜葛，以楼主为人之深沉精明，又如何能毫不过问？ “我与阿靖今日相识，一切便是从今日开始，昨日种种，不必再过问。” 看着有关一切在灯火下化为片片灰烬，萧忆情却是淡然说了一句：“她亦没有问过我以前二十二年间的事情。” 紫陌看着他眼中的波动，不由苦笑。 只有相关的命运是不能被他所控制的……在说起这个女子名字的时候，楼主眼中流露出的复杂情愫，已经确切的告知了她一切。 原来，他亦非太上忘情。 然后，她就感叹——那个舒靖容，究竟是怎样的女子？ 由资料看来，绯衣女子绝非简单人物，可以说看惯了事态炎凉，风起云落。然而，楼主又何尝不是如此……在两个人相遇前，他们各自都经历过太多。 然而，即使如此，他和她，还是能穿过以往所有人和物堆积起来的屏障，一直走到对方身畔去——或许，那就是命运。 紫陌走出白楼，正当盛夏，空气中暗自浮动着蔷薇的芳香。 她转过一条小径，忽然看到那一身绯衣，在夜色中闪动。 蔷薇花架下，那个叫舒靖容的女子正抬起手，抚摩着一串垂下来的花，血薇剑绯红的光芒映着她清秀的侧影，她的眼神冷漠而倔强，却含着淡淡的忧伤。 仿佛是一朵盛开在野外的蔷薇，用骄傲的刺来维护着脆弱的花蕊。 “靖姑娘。”忍不住，她唤了一声。 绯衣女子伸出去的手僵在半空，身侧发出轻微“铮”一响。紫陌知道那是血薇剑弹出剑鞘的声音。然而，她只作不知，微笑着过去，与她并肩在月光下看花。 “这些花开的当令，才这般繁茂。若是早了或者迟了，便少不得风雨摧残，化成了土。”微微笑着，紫陌说了一句。 阿靖看了她一眼，眼色却是冷冷的，淡淡道：“无论开在哪一季，终究会化为尘土。” 紫陌怔了一下，惊讶于这个同龄女子居然有着和楼主相仿的洞察力，却再一次微笑了起来，摘下了一朵花，簪在发间：“所以，花开堪折直需折啊……莫待无花空折枝。” 不等绯衣女子回答，她轻盈的走了开去：“黄泉还在等我回去，先告退了。” 月光很好，她的心情忽然也很好。 往日种种，转眼间，仿佛都如过了季的蔷薇，一起凋零了。