A long night passed quietly in silence. In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Qianye gently put down Yun Xiao, who was still sleeping, put away the bloody bedding and clothes thrown on the ground, and then rubbed his eyebrows and walked out of the room.

When he went out of the door, Yun Xiao opened his eyes and sweat came out of his tight palm. After pretending to sleep for a whole night, she had recovered a little strength, but the pain of the spasm was still unforgettable.

It was not the first time she felt the burden of the blood contract, but it was the first time she felt physically and mentally exhausted. It turned out that the difference between love and plunder was so huge that it made her fear, uneasy, and even made her want to escape.

In a daze, she inexplicably remembered a sentence that Feng Jiuqing said a long time ago - "You can't be nice to both of you."

Feelings are always selfish. While she hurts herself, she also hurts two people.

After a whole night of wind and rain, purple petals scattered all over the ground, while Xiao Yibai sat under the wisteria flower stand and looked up slightly at him. The two brothers looked at each other without saying a word. After a while, Xiao Yibai sighed silently, saw a faint unhappiness on his face, and broke the deadlock and said, "After the merger of the military cabinet and the imperial guards, the original Chunxuan and Qiuxuan were retained as usual. In recent years, the four major realms have opened the school one after another, and the selection scope has been several times larger than before. Two years ago, Marshal Si Tian changed the Chunxuan location to the spacious beacon gate. Since you are back, go show your face."

Xiao Qianye listened quietly, but he didn't expect that the elder brother who had a stern face last night would take the initiative to find excuses to help him rescue the situation. Before he could say anything, Xiao Yibai coughed and snatched, "In addition, in the past few years when you are away, there have been some personnel adjustments within the military pavilion. The originally vacant four legions of Bailang, Baihu, Zhu Yan and Zhe have also been promoted to new generals. Not long ago, Mingxi had ordered ten generals to come to the Imperial Capital together, and it happened to let you get to know each other through this spring election. After all, they will be colleagues in the future."

He paused and didn't reply. After the matter of Xinmo was resolved, he planned to show up with Mingxi and no longer continue to serve as the head of the military cabinet. Since all the four generals have been decided, the spring election should only be aimed at the level of the deputy general below. It doesn't matter whether he participates or not. However, when he subconsciously looked back at his room and remembered Yun Xiao who was crying last night, he didn't know how to face her for a moment. Perhaps he could find an excuse to make himself busy and calm down his emotions, so he nodded silently and agreed.

Xiao Yibai smiled faintly, still with a gentle expression as usual, but the tone of his mouth suddenly became very strict: "But no matter how busy you are, you must go home for dinner."

Xiao Qianye sighed, his forehead twitched and painfully. The air at home seemed to be filled with the unique blood smell of Yun Xiao's body, which made his emotions fluctuate repeatedly. Finally, he stepped out of the door like a big stroll and walked towards the military pavilion.

He had been out early and back late for several days. His seemingly stable life had returned to his usual peace, but he clearly felt Yun Xiao's unfamiliarity, as if she was no longer the mistress of this big mansion, but the guest who lived here temporarily, became cautious in every move. As long as he pushed the door open, the other party would be stunned like a frightened bird, and then quickly lowered his head to avoid his gaze. He found various reasons to talk to her, bought the peach pastry and desserts she liked, but still couldn't see the smile on her face.

She no longer let him touch the wound on his chest. Even when he asked him on his own initiative, she just casually said that Yun Xiao was so strange that he dared not get close to him, and could only distract himself with a busier life.

Nowadays, the Spring Selection covers four major realms, and nearly a hundred people are involved in the position of a deputy general, and the captains of each branch are even more competitive. Unlike the previous years, the list handed over to the military Pavilion Qiuxuan is often filled with one page. Now there are more than a dozen copies of the files in front of him, and thousands of strange names are marked with their age and resume in detail. He flips it quickly, perhaps because of the depressed mood for several consecutive days, which made his expression more solemn. Mu Xizhao, who was standing beside him frowned and looked at the chief's casual expression. He couldn't help but remind him until the sunset was setting: "Young Pavilion Master, you have read this list eight times. Are there any problems?"

He turned his head and looked at the dusk outside the window. The fire clouds dyed the imperial capital into a dazzling red and orange color, but his eyes were gray. In a blink of an eye, several days passed. Yun Xiao ignored him and Di Zhong did not come back. The girls who were chattering and annoying that he was upset would not come to visit him. The eldest brother would still tell him about official affairs without saying a word, but it was obvious that the awkward atmosphere had to stand up and relieve the situation.

His hand stopped stiffly, and simply threw the file and rubbed his eyebrows and leaned back. He thought he was a person who could distinguish between family and business. For a long time, he could even bury Yun Xiao in his heart and not be known to anyone. But now everything has become a mess. Even the busy work cannot really calm down. He was clearly looking at the list one second before, but the next second his mind began to think of Yun Xiao's face, thinking over and over again what to do to make up for the damage that night.

I wanted to use some of the most clichéd methods, but he actually never knew what Yun Xiao really liked, because since the two met, as long as they were given out by him, she would love her as if she had obtained a treasure.

So a girl who sticks to him and treats him wholeheartedly, but he forcibly takes it for himself because of her unreasonable jealousy, regardless of her struggle and opposition. If it weren't for her love for herself, it wouldn't be difficult to kill him with one sword with her emperor bird's bloodline?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qianye clenched his fists absent-mindedly and used all his strength to suppress all his regrets. The muscles on his mouth moved slightly, but he smiled bitterly again. When the slap hit his face, it was not only his embarrassing cheeks, but his soul was trembling violently, feeling ashamed. In an instant, a dense layer of cold sweat emerged from behind him. He saw Yun Xiao clearly, his blood-stained clothes, and his most unbearable self.

This was the first time Mu Xizhao saw such a detached and wandering commander. The other party stared at the ceiling without saying a word, his face turned pale. Suddenly, he asked him inexplicably: "Xizhao, I did something very excessive. Now she is angry and ignores me. What do you think you should do?"

"Ah?" Mu Xizhao seemed to have not heard it clearly, blinking his eyes dullly. After a while, he was sure that he was really serious about watching him asking questions. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and grinned in embarrassment, "Young Pavilion Master...why you should go back early today."

Xiao Qianye's mouth twitched, his pupils suddenly tightened, he couldn't help but smile, and he got up and walked out. When he stepped out of the room, he ran into many people respectfully and orderly walking out of the Mo Pavilion. Gongsun Yan was wearing a striking fox fur coat. He saw him from afar and raised his hand to say hello.

He was confused. Although Jun Jingmo was the leader of the Mo Pavilion, it was nominally established by the three Pavilions. Unless the emperor summoned him, he and the lord Gongsun Yan of the Jing Pavilion could not participate in the Mo Pavilion meeting. Since Emperor Tianzun succeeded to the throne, in addition to the fixed daily morning court, he would also summon some ministers to discuss current affairs in the afternoon. His Majesty has always been a person who doesn't like to drag the mud. He would not divide the things that could be finished in one sentence into three sentences. It must be a very important thing to delay the court until this point.

The next second, Xiao Qianyeli ignored Gongsun Yan and turned around without hesitation, noticing that he had familiar faces in the crowd. Now he had no intention of paying attention to other things. Whether it was the pursuit of poisonous goods or the spring selection that was close to him, Yun Xiao was not as important as Yun Xiao.

"Uh..." It was Gongsun Yan's turn to stand in awkwardly in a dilemma. Originally, this Mo Pavilion meeting was to report the preparations for the spring election in the four major realms. According to the principle, Xiao Qianye, the leader of the military Pavilion, was summoned to join him. However, before Mingxi's order was spoken, Xiao Yibai quietly stopped him through the Soul Dividing Technique. In front of so many people, the jade ring that was inextricably linked with the emperor's hand suddenly reflected a strange white light, which instantly made the entire Mo Pavilion silent. He was not quick, but he still acquiesced at the first time. He only asked Ye Zhuofan to tell him after the meeting.

So a strange scene appeared. The main lecturers from more than 80 schools in the four major realms gathered together, including the Eight Halls of Military Machinery, the Eight Halls of Faxiu and various instructors, and the military pavilions who had just arrived from all over the country, more than 100 people were called to the Mo Pavilion, but the only one core pavilion master was gone.

Chunxuan had nothing to do with Gongsun Yan, but the temporary daily life of so many people needed to be arranged. Since he came to the Imperial Capital City, he, the owner of the Jing Pavilion, naturally had to show his face and was called to Mo Pavilion to participate in the meeting.

Just as Gongsun Yan grabbed his head and smiled and wanted to fool him, the laughter of Yangchuan Golden Crown Bird came from his ears, pushing the Tianma Zhengzheng Zhao Song beside him, who was holding his face and laughing, and said with his arms around: "Haha... the young master is still the same as before! He doesn't come to the Mo Pavilion meeting, but someone else has dismissed his posts and dealt with it? Hahahahaha, look at his sad face, can he make the woman angry and find a way to coax her?"

Zhao Song held his chin and responded without any serious matters: "It is possible to make women angry... It is rare to come to the imperial capital, why not visit the door at night?"

Before several generals of the military pavilion could reply, Gongsun Yan looked as if he was ashen and quickly waved his hand to stop him: "Don't! Don't go! Don't say I didn't remind you, you will definitely be rejected in the past."

Several people looked at each other, while the others showed curious eyes.

They had heard of the name of the young master, and they had already known the thrilling truth behind the shattering. However, when they met for the first time, the other party would have lowered his head with a melancholy and disgusted face, and he had no such aura as to turn the tide in a desperate situation. It seemed that the iron horses and golden swords and the war fires on the battlefield had nothing to do with this absent-minded young man.
Chapter completed!