In a hut at the foot of Lingjue Mountain, Feng Yujin held a letter in his hand and glanced at the people around him, "The dead man listened to the order and wrote his final letter. Leave it in this house and you can follow it with him."

The leader leaves."

After saying that, he put the letter in the box in the wooden house in the forest.

Chu Muyan stood on one side, looking at the top layer of the box that Feng Yujin had placed, and lowered his eyes, feeling a little heavy.

When he was silent, Su Jingchen, who was standing next to him, bumped Chu Muyan with his shoulder, then raised his eyebrows at Feng Yujin and said with a smile: "Sir, you are the only one who can write a final book. How about the others?"

What's the concern?"

After saying that, he walked over and got close to Feng Yujin. The hand under the red clothes stretched out and pulled his sleeve. He looked at Feng Yujin with his big eyes and his deep eyes said, "Yu Jin, what you wrote

Can you show me some last-minute book?"

Feng Yujin smiled and handed the wooden box over, "Okay. Here you go..."

"real?"

Su Jingchen's eyes widened with joy. He had never known Feng Yujin well. He knew before that this cold and arrogant leader liked Mu Yan, but he had no idea how he fell in love with her.

I am really curious about what this leader would write in the box.

When Feng Yujin handed the wooden box over, he added, "If you want to die now, you can open it and take a look."

Su Jingchen: "..."

For a moment, he didn't dare to move or even take the wooden box. He turned his eyes and looked at Chu Muyan aggrievedly, "Muyan, why don't you come and get it? He..."

Chu Muyan sighed, walked over, raised his hand and took the wooden box from Feng Yujin's hand without saying a word.

Feng Yujin's eyes hidden under the mask were fixed on Chu Muyan, and she looked deeply, then lowered her gaze, "It's getting late, it's time to go."

Before Feng Yujin walked out of the wooden house, she said to Su Jingchen: "Jingchen, after you receive His Highness, immediately take His Highness to the west side of Lingjue Mountain. Mu Yan will go to the west side of Lingjue Mountain first and wait for you there."

"Yeah, I got it."

Su Jingchen nodded, indicating that he understood that they had figured out every route on the mountain, and it did not take long to go from the top of the mountain to the foot of Xishan Mountain.

The paths in the mountains were rugged, and those soldiers would definitely not be able to catch up. Once they left the imperial city, their secret guards would be hidden in the world. It would be difficult for Su Yanzhi to find them.

Chu Muyan held the wooden box in his hand and kept looking at Feng Yujin, "What about you."

Feng Yujin's eyes were dark, behind the mask, like an abyss, and his silver hair was as dark and gloomy as his person. His voice was quiet and cold, "We will block a way for you, and by the way, kill Su Yanzhi. If he doesn't die, you will

There is no way to leave safely."

Chu Muyan frowned and her heart sank: "But...you..."

Feng Yujin didn't look at Chu Muyan, but said indifferently, "Let's go, see you in the south after today."

"Wait a minute, Feng Yujin."

Chu Muyan didn't know where this courage came from. He had never taken the initiative to pull Feng Yujin's sleeve to keep him, but today, he didn't know why, but he always wanted to keep this person.

When her hand grabbed his wrist, she tightened it instantly. After gritting her teeth, there was a fishy-sweet taste in her lips and teeth.

When Feng Yujin turned around, he put down the wooden box, took off his mask, and kissed her. When his soft lips touched the cold lips, the surroundings seemed to be silent.

Su Jingchen: "..."

The person standing at the front, who could see clearly, opened his mouth wide. Should he close his eyes?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, but his eyes did not close. He saw Mu Yan's lips... with infinite luster, and saw some silver threads on Feng Yujin's lips... he saw too much, looked at

Looking at the two people in front of him, he wanted to tear off each other's clothes, watching them hugging each other in front of him and kissing on the lips.

He fell silent, turned his head blankly, and the ten people standing behind him disappeared in an instant.

Su Jingchen: "..."

Is he the only one left? Is he... running away now? Isn't it a bit too obvious?

When he turned back, the two people were already hugging each other. Chu Muyan's voice was hoarse, "Feng Yujin, I...wait for you."

"Come back alive. When you come back, we will ask His Highness to grant you a marriage."

"good."

Feng Yujin hugged the person in her arms tightly and closed her eyes. She didn't say a word more. When she let go, Chu Muyan got into the car directly without looking at them again. She only left one sentence, "

Jingchen, I'll wait for you on the west side."

After saying that, he got into the carriage and drove away.

Su Jingchen froze on the spot, glanced at Feng Yujin who was holding a mask, and then at the carriage going away, "No, leader...I..."

Feng Yujin was calm and low-pitched. His breathing that had not calmed down suddenly became cold. He put on a mask, and his voice through the mask had a hot air, "You can forget what you just saw. Otherwise, you will easily have water dreams."

.It will be very uncomfortable if you don’t have a companion.”

Su Jingchen: "..."

Is this mocking him for not having a wife? Really? Is it great to have a wife?

Feng Yujin raised her hand and patted Su Jingchen's head, then raised her toes and flew away.

Su Jingchen: "..."

Did Feng Yujin slap him on the head just now? He raised his hand and touched his forehead. He frowned and shouted to the leaving figure, "Hey, I'm not young anymore!"

On the carriage, Chu Muyan looked at the wooden box in his hand and said silently, "The final book will never die, so what's the use of writing it."

Finally, unable to stop being curious, I opened the wooden box.

The first letter was from Feng Yujin. He held it in his hand and read it for a long time. After hesitating for a long time, he opened the letter. He thought it was a long essay, but unexpectedly, it was a simple sentence.

Her silver hair is tied up with a red rope.

"Let's just say we grow old together with you. You are so good, there must be no shortage of people who love you, live a good life."

Just such a sentence made Chu Muyan's eyes turn red instantly. He bit his lip, closed the letter again, put it properly in the envelope, raised his eyes, and smiled, "You never said that

We will grow old together, and when you come back, we... will definitely grow old together."

When I lowered my eyebrows, I found that none of the envelopes in the box were sealed, and some had been shaken out due to the bumps of the carriage.

He was surprised to find that there were not many words in it, only some incomprehensible pictures. He shuddered and suddenly remembered that among the twelve dead men, there were not many people who knew the words of calligraphy, painting, and words, and some of them didn't even know the words.

His silent eyes fell on the wooden box, and his heart felt heavy, "You must come back."
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