Jiang Liechen did not know how to respond. Last time in the Hertua Royal Mausoleum, when Shen Shiyun told him about Chu Menglin's death, it was because he already knew about it beforehand that he did not lose his composure on the spot, and was able to immediately pretend that he did not care. But the sadness that he had suppressed for so many years was brought up by her, how could he not be heartbroken? Since then, he had been endlessly vexed.
For the past six years, he had been trying to avoid thinking about this question. Now that he heard Xuan Shuang's question, it was as if he was being forced to come up with an answer. He did not want to admit that he had feelings for Menglin, and regarded these meaningless feelings as fetters that hindered him from moving forward. But if it was really as he wished, then every time he thought of her, how could he explain the endless heartache that surged up like a tide? It was rare for him to show his weakness in front of others, so he vaguely replied, "I can't explain it clearly."
Xuan Shuang said, "Ay, how can that be? You must have a thought deep in your heart, it's just that you've been suppressing it for so long that it can't see the light of day. Only if you really want to dig it out will you be able to get the answer. " He poured a cup full of wine and delivered it to Jiang Liechen's mouth, saying, "I guarantee that I will definitely keep this a secret for you. If it leaks out, I will be struck by lightning five times! Consider this cup of wine as your disciple feeding it to you. Wine is a good thing, wine can strengthen one's courage, and when you're drunk, you'll speak the truth. Come, drink it first, then tell me. "He coaxed him as if he was coaxing a child.
Seeing that Jiang Liechen was still silent, he was still unwilling to give up. He continued to persuade him patiently, "Is it love, or not love? Perhaps after Miss Chu died, she always had a regret that she did not hear you personally say that you love her? Could it be that you don't even want to fulfill this tiny wish, and want her to carry this regret with her to another world and sink into eternal oblivion? (Cough), or perhaps, you're thin-skinned, and all this love and whatnot is incomparably mushy. Then tell me, is it one word, or two words? "
Jiang Liechen tried his best to persuade him, but he could not win. Looking back, he realized that even in his own heart, he never dared to openly say that he loved her. If he could say it just once, it would be very happy. However, he had been troubled by his pride and dignity for many years, so when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he couldn't say them. In the end, he sneered and took the wine cup, draining it in one gulp. Then, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "Think as you like. I … I won't deny it. "To be able to say these words was already the greatest concession he could make.
Xuan Shuang was satisfied with this. He couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh, "That's great! You finally admitted it! You really do love Miss Chu! I finally got you to say it! " He was still amusing himself. He shook his head and let out all kinds of strange laughter. At the same time, he alternated his hands to pick up the wine cup and gulped down cup after cup. He laughed and said, "I almost exhausted half my life trying to get a word out of you. Last time, when we were dealing with Prince Fu's men of sacrifice, other than yelling a little tiredly, I only needed a few words to make them confess. How could I be like you? "
He took several deep breaths and said, "To tell you the truth, this is the first time I realized that you are very similar to someone I met recently … His name is Shangguan Yaohua. He is Prince Fu's adopted son. Empress Ah Ma bestowed him the title 'Cheng'. I promised to keep his previous identity a secret, so I can't say anything. But he is not as troublesome as you. Congratulations, you won in the end. "
Jiang Liechen raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Who did you say he was? Shangguan Yaohua? Humph, you don't know … Forget it, you'll know when the time comes. In a few days, take me to see him. What do you say? "
Xuan Shuang was just casually mentioning him, he did not expect Jiang Liechen to have such a big reaction. Furthermore, he could not tell whether Jiang Liechen had good intentions or bad intentions. He jumped in fright and hastily said, "Why do you want to see him? He'll mind his own business with you … What's important is that he's my brother, and he just agreed to be my little follower from now on. You can't harm him! "Jiang Jianchen said," Your follower? What a joke! He is really a good-for-nothing. "
Xuan Shuang said, "Isn't it good to be my attendant? I am the future Crown Prince. When I ascend the throne and become the Emperor, from the civil and military officials to the common people of Li, who won't be my attendant? It's not like he won't make any progress. Hey, I said you can't harm him. Hurry up and agree. Hurry up! "
Jiang Liechen sized up Xuan Shuang with cold eyes. Seeing his anxious expression, he was amused. If it were someone else who dared to yell at the Seven Evil Spirits like this, he would have sent them on their way. But no matter what Xuan Shuang said, in his eyes, it was just a joke. He said indifferently, "Why would I harm him? According to what you said, since he is your attendant, he is also considered one of my people, right? "
Xuan Shuang sighed in relief and pretended to complain, "Hey, wouldn't it have been better if you had agreed earlier? You made me worry for half a day for nothing. I don't want to criticize you, Shifu. You are the most powerful person in the world. Are you afraid that you won't be able to find an attendant? Why do you have to fight with me? "
Jiang Liechen was silent for a long time. Then he took the initiative to take a wine cup and put it in front of Xuan Shuang. He smiled faintly and said, "Good, you are to my liking. I have always been alone. There are only a few people who are worthy of my attention. There is only one who is qualified to be my brother. Do I count you in the future? But it is funny. I am very loyal to him, but he still betrayed me because of someone else. As for you … from the beginning, you made a life and death bet with me. My only trusted friend is also the one who hates me the most and wants to take my life the most. You said that I have committed too many sins and am not worthy of having a brother, right? "
Xuan Shuang asked, "The person you are talking about, is it Young Marshal Yun? He … "Jiang Liechen's face suddenly changed. He said sternly," Shut up! " At the same time, with a loud bang, the wine cup in his hand shattered into pieces. The pieces scattered all over the table.
Xuan Shuang put his hand into his pocket and took out a small piece of broken silver. He put it on the table and waited for the shopkeeper to come and collect the money for the wine cup. He said self-deprecatingly, "You were the one who broke the cup, but you want me to pay for it. As a disciple, I should be able to pay for it, right?" After waiting for a while and seeing that no one came, he couldn't hold back his curiosity. He leaned forward and whispered, "What is it? Why are you so angry all of a sudden? "
Ever since Jiang Liechen came here to drink with him, his mood had changed many times. At this moment, his expression was gloomy. He said in a low voice, "Did I scare you? Because Brother Yun has a bad reputation outside, after he died, there are still many lowly bastards who speak ill of him and humiliate him. I won't allow it. If I hear any disrespectful words, I will kill them on the spot. But I don't want to hurt you, so I'm warning you in advance. Don't provoke me. "
Xuan Shuang rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "It's still the same old saying: Wouldn't it have been fine if you had said it earlier? Do I have to follow suit when others scold him? I don't care … That 'going with the flow', is it this idiom? Let me tell you, he and I are friends. He is ostracized in the Snow Song Palace. I am the only one who often goes to talk to him and laugh with him to relieve his boredom. I won't speak ill of my own brother. "
Jiang Liechen said angrily, "Ostracized? Who do you think you people from the Snow Song Palace are? How dare you … "
Xuan Shuang knew that he was wholeheartedly protecting An Yesun. He didn't want to bring disaster to the Snow Song Palace because of his words. Before he could finish speaking, he interrupted him and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, it's my fault for not choosing the right words. It's just that in the martial arts world, people call him the 'Cruel Fiend Star'. Everyone is afraid of him. He himself said that he hoped that his residence would be quiet and that no one would disturb him … Of course, don't look at me like that, it makes my hair stand on end … Since he's willing to play with me, it means that he doesn't hate me. I'm not disturbing him, right? And … and that woman, although she has bad intentions, at least she hasn't forgotten her etiquette these past six years … "
Jiang Liechen's face was still dark as he said, "Don't waste your breath. It was her scheme to sow discord that led to today's situation. I definitely won't forgive her. "
Xuan Shuang laughed dryly. Although he was disheartened by Shen Shiyun's actions, at most he would sever their relationship as mother and son. He still couldn't bear to see her die. Pleading for leniency at this time was even more unwise, so he had no choice but to change the topic, "Oh right, last time Young Marshal Yun taught me some acupoint sealing techniques. I remember one of them very well. Although the movement is a bit gaudy, it's still very handsome. "Sure enough, he successfully attracted Jiang Liechen's attention. He said," Is that so? Why don't you practice it and see? "
Xuan Shuang grunted in response. He crossed his arms several times over his body and said, "If one's internal energy is profound, the sound of wind blowing through the sleeves of his robe will be very exciting."
As he spoke, he turned around and moved back and forth, trying to dazzle the enemy's eyes. His body had just tilted to the left in order to lure the enemy into thinking that he was only dodging to the left and wasn't on guard against the right. Suddenly, his left foot kicked off and his body shot out to the right with the force of a sudden clap of thunder. His arm stretched out as he pointed out, his fingertips already resting only an inch away from Jiang Jianchen's throat.
At the same time he continued to explain, "Internal energy passes through the finger and hits the enemy's vital acupoints. This will seal his movement and he won't be able to move for many hours. The more profound the internal energy, the longer it will last. At this time it's even easier. You only need to use your finger strength to pierce the throat. It's a pity that I don't know anything about internal energy and don't have that ability. "His words were full of regret that he didn't know any internal energy.
In his eyes, people with profound qinggong could leap over mountains and cross country as if they were flying in the air, just like immortals. It was a pity that his own martial arts were just for show, and an extremely ugly one at that. Once he met an internal energy expert, he didn't need to get close. He only needed to send out a few palm strikes and the wind blades stirred up in the air would be enough to kill him.
When Jiang Liechen saw the Xuan Shuang's posture, he was stunned for a moment. He couldn't tell who the person in front of him was. In his memory, he and An Yesun were both Zaketu's right-hand men in the Cult, but both of them wanted to be number one. Although they were brothers in daily life, when it came to martial arts, neither of them was willing to admit defeat to the other. Every now and then they would find a secluded place to have a match.
An Yesun was the most diligent, often staying up all night to practice martial arts. Compared to when he first entered the Cult, he was no longer the same person. At the same time, in Jianghu, he was known as the 'Invincible Fighter of the Central Plains'. He quickly made a name for himself and became the 'Cruel Fiend Star', an assassin feared by all. But even so, no matter how proud he was, every time he fought with Jiang Liechen, he would always end up in defeat.
He still remembered that day very clearly. They had just finished a mission. An Yesun was in a killing frenzy and didn't rest after returning to the Cult. He immediately dragged him to continue the match. After dozens of moves, Jiang Liechen praised, "Very good. You've improved." When An Yesun heard this, his attacks and defenses gradually became hasty. He tightly closed his lips and fought with all his strength. Large beads of sweat dripped down from the ground. In the end, Jiang Liechen spun around, flipped his arms, and put two fingers firmly together to point at An Yesun's throat.
An Yesun sighed and gently pushed his wrist away. He smiled bitterly and said, "I lost again. In any case, every time we fight, I always lose to you. No matter how hard I try, I can't withstand a single blow from you. No matter how many times we fight, the result will be the same. "His voice was filled with desolation. Thinking about it now, his dejected expression at that time was still fresh in his mind.
Jiang Liechen consoled him, "Don't be discouraged. I saw that the moves you used just now were quite good. Compared to the beginning, you've improved significantly. "An Yesun sneered," What improvement? Don't forget, just now you were able to speak so leisurely. I defended with all my strength, but I still couldn't beat you … Actually, you don't have to hide it from me. I know it in my heart. You've been letting me win all this time, haven't you? Otherwise, I would've lost even faster! As a person, it's already shameful to not be good at martial arts. But if you don't know your own limits, then you don't need to be a person anymore. "
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