The sound in the room was sometimes clear, as if the Lord was whispering to his ears, sometimes blurred and confused. Luan Xin resisted their invasion, with a painful expression and wanted to prove his hearing. But they were everywhere and persevered in the depths of his mind.

Chen Tang joked with Gu Chi: "I originally thought that if I win a bet, I would let you work overtime for ten days and half a month unconditionally in the official office, and my salary would be my own. I never thought that you and I had a good relationship. One answer. Wangchao, did you write after listening to my voice?"

Gu Chi smiled and said, "It's not true, it's a heart-to-heart relationship."

Qiu Shi sent him a silver to redeem himself, and Qiu Cheng would die.

If you don’t die, you will have to die!

Luan Xin almost bit his lower lip and bleed.

It turns out that there is a spiritual understanding, it is indeed a spiritual understanding.

How could he deceive himself and force himself to blame Gu Chi? Qiu Wenyan was not forced to death by Gu Chi on his own initiative, but by the master and Gu Wangchao. Many years ago, his guess at Qiu Wenyan's mourning hall was true!

But Gu Chi was good at reading people's hearts and deceived him.

Even though he knew that Gu Chi had such a literati way, he still ignored many suspicious points and forced himself to accept a relatively acceptable result. Who can blame all this? He blamed Gu Wangchao for being tricky, or blamed himself for being stupid and easily fell into the spider web woven by the Mingzhu? He became a prey obediently? At the beginning, he clearly thought about enduring hatred for several years and seeking another good opportunity.

He even said that he would let the Lord die in the way of the scribes of his ministers.

He planned to let her die under Qi Yuanliang's murder of the Lord.

However, he betrayed himself.

The soul surrenders to the Lord first, constantly makes excuses for the Lord, and constantly hates Gu Wangchao. As long as Gu Wangchao bears all the charges for forcing Qiu Wenyan to death, the Lord is innocent. She is just a kind lord lord who is blinded by the slander.

What can she be wrong?

Who can be without mistakes if a person is not a sage?

Those who have had or are wrong are those who are good at making decisions.

The crime lies in Gu Wangchao, not in Shen Youli.

Over the years, he firmly believed in this and never thought about the doubts. The master was decisive in killing and was familiar with the plot and plot. He had never caused trouble for many years. How dare Gu Wangchao take his own initiative for such a lord?

Why was Gu Wangchao, who was self-decided, not criticized?

It is true that she treated Gu Ren's descendants well, and allowed Wu Xian to survive and became the reputation of "Tang Di's deep affection" among the people. She did not hesitate to give the title to the two - the treatment that the meritorious ministers did not get, so that they both got it - but the Lord is so kind that he is confused?

Looking at other opponents, how many of them have ended well?

Her killing and decisiveness have not changed for more than ten years.

Will such a master be deceived by Gu Wangchao?

Luan Xin still remembers the shock when he first learned Gu Chi's way of scholars. His first reaction was [Chen Youli definitely didn't know his way of scholars]. [This matter may be used as a handle to design a divisive monarch and minister] - The lord will like a minister who thinks about the superior intentions and enjoy all the other party's thoughts on him, but he will never tolerate his thoughts and thoughts being exposed to the other party's nose. The biggest taboo for those who are superior!

Once she knew, Gu Wangchao would definitely die.

Then I realized that I was thinking too much.

She knew Gu Chi's ability, and didn't mind Gu Chi hearing all her thoughts, and even enjoyed this too intimate connection. Luan Xin was confused, confused, and puzzled. His usual cognition was strongly broken by the Lord. The strong impact enveloped him from head to toe. The world he saw also became bright and dazzling from chaotic darkness and suddenly became bright and dazzling! He could force his body not to think about her advantages, but he could not stop his soul from being attracted by this color, and he could not let reason cooperate with his body.

The better she is, the more flustered Luan Xin is.

He could only look for the other party's shortcomings, perhaps the shortcomings could help him suppress this uncontrollable attraction. He searched and searched, just like digging out a carrot with mud. Every time he found a flaw that excited him, he would always bring out a bunch of advantages that made him upset. This abnormal emotion repeatedly tortures Luan Xin, which once aroused his wife's suspicion: [Can the husband and wife have two colors outside?]

【What two colors?】

Luan Xin calmly had a thunder roaring under his surface.

Seeing that he was sure, the lady began to doubt her judgment: [Without being distracted, why do the husband often tossed and turned?]

Leisurely, tossing and turning.

Isn't this a concern for others?

The reason why the wife didn't guess that Luan Xin was tossing and turning for business was because she knew her husband's ability. She had never been trapped in business under Qiu Cheng's account for many years. At that time, Cao Shun, a Luan trustee, had a lot of work, but she didn't have to rack her brains to plan. How could he tossing and turning for the sake of business? Since it was not for business, it could only be for a specific person.

Luan Xin lay back, pulled the quilt on her back, turned to her side and left a sentence: [Don't think too much.]

There is no two colors, he thinks about the second master.

Luan Xin thought of sincerely loyal to the second master.

This idea is really crazy!

But there was another voice in his heart who quietly persuaded his soul, no, it was not persuasion, it was bewitching - why are you crazy? Wen Yangong's death had nothing to do with her, it was all because of a treacherous villain who made a fuss. She was innocent, and she should not bear false prejudice! Luan Gongyi, you really waste the word you. You are just and just to others, but you have to insist on implicating an innocent person?

Yes, he shouldn't have done so.

In an instant, a thought is vast.

His body was lying on the couch and pretending to sleep, but his soul was freed from the shackles of morality and followed the most primitive instincts.

To this day, he asked himself—

"Is there any mistake in the Lord?"

"She is not wrong."

"Who is the wrong one?"

"The one who is wrong is you, Luan Gongyi."

"You are deceiving yourself!"

"You are ungrateful!"

Each accusation ended up pointing at himself.

In comparison, even Gu Chi seems less annoying.

【Luan Gongyi, don’t you know at all?】

A flat thunder exploded in his ears, his whole body was like electric current passing through his body, his hands and feet were numb, but his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear.

He recognized the owner of this voice as Qiu Cheng.

The scenery in front of him changed drastically, the scenery around him was magnifying, and he was shrinking. A huge force knocked out the bug curled in the corner. He saw the galloping carriage running over his legs, and the heart-wrenching pain was so painful that Lingchi's limbs and bones were everywhere.

The picture flashed, and it was an old face.

[I don’t keep idle people in the clinic. You can stay here, but you have to work. When your leg injury is healed, leave as soon as possible.]

A few more days later.

The old voice was filled with pity: [You beggar, you are afraid you have nowhere to go after leaving the doctor's clinic. I have used such good medicine recently... I am not a person who repays kindness, but just want to point you a good place. Do you want to go?]

He stepped into Luan Mansion and had an older sister.

My sister brought him the nephew Luan Cheng, who was remembered in his name.

The dark and thin body became taller and thicker, from a child to a teenager, from a teenager to a young man who had faded his childishness, and then from a young man with high spirits to a mud. He saw a pot of boiling water pouring down, ruthlessly pouring his bloody skin and flesh into a white state.

He forgot how long he had been in hell.

The evil ghost in hell laughs: [Justice?]

Li He, who is by the evil ghost, echoes: [Good word!]

The evil ghost said in a playful tone: [It is indeed a good word.]

Qiu Cheng was a lobbyist and let the evil ghost feel relieved: [Brother Wen Yan spoke, I naturally want to give this face. He also taught him a lesson, and this matter ends here. But there is one thing that Brother Wen Yan should know that people like us are so afraid of those unjustified stains, and they are not allowed to crawl to the top!]

Qiucheng promised: [This is nature.]

Luan Xin was able to escape: [Female, go back to Luan Mansion.]

That is not his sister, nor his home.

Seeing that he was depressed and often visited him, Qiu Cheng took the initiative to suggest a place to stay: [Although Qiu had no talent in the world, he had accumulated some reputation for working for several years. If justice is not disliked, he might as well come over, because there is a lack of a staff member.]

Luan Xin shook his head, afraid that the other party would misunderstand, and explained his idea of ​​going out for a long time to relax. Perhaps he could see too many things that would make his mind broader and come out completely from this blow. He had a vague premonition that if he could break through the confusion, he would have gained something.

When Qiu Cheng heard this, he smiled and bowed his hand to bless him: [In this way, I wish Luan Jun a long-term literary fortune and look forward to meeting next time.]

Luan Xin said in a daze: [Okay, one word is determined.]

Qiucheng gave him a way out.

If it weren't for Qiu Cheng, this life would have been ruined in that year.

Another thunderous sound brought back Luan Xin's chaotic thoughts.

[Luan Gongyi, you know it completely but pretend not to know it!] The young, energetic Qiu Cheng stood beside him, looking down at his eyes from a high place, and tone seemed to be blamed and helpless, [Why don't Luan Jun drink a sword and commit suicide to prove his loyalty and righteousness!]

Luan Xin lowered his head and said nothing.

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[To this day, can you still be loyal to the thief without any grudges?]

Luan Xin: [She is not a thief.]

【Or, can you get out of peace of mind?】

【cannot.】

[Or can I let her die of the Lord killing for my aggravation?]

Luan Xin's voice trembled: [...can't.]
To be continued...