Eastward Flow

Chapter 36

The barefoot girl's ankle is tied with a thin silver bell, and the slight shaking is a pleasant sound.Zhong Lisuo knelt on the futon with his eyes blindfolded, holding his breath, waiting for the girl to lead the honored guest to the place where he dreamed of meeting his old friend.

"My lord, this way please." The sound of footsteps circled behind the screen and stopped for a moment.The visitor stopped, and Zhong Lisuo heard the girl explain in a warm voice, "This is my little brother." After the words fell, the footsteps sounded again, step by step, walking towards Zhong Lisuo who was sitting in the firelight.

The breeze came towards Zhonglisuo with a warm fragrance, and Zhonglisuo, who was blindfolded, smelled the scent of the person who had burnt the Taiyi Temple to pray for blessings.Following Xiang Sinian's instructions, the honored guest lay on a warm bed surrounded by candlelight.

Zhong Lisuo, who was sitting at the foot of the bed, tightened his jaw when he realized that everything was ready.In a place she couldn't see, lay a person she missed day and night.

Wearing a white robe, Xuan Jingchen lay flat on the warming bed, sniffing the calming aroma from the heater, folded his hands on his abdomen, and closed his eyes peacefully.

Xiang Sinian was barefoot, and his wrists and ankles were tied with silver bells corresponding to the gods.After Yun Jingchen closed her eyes, she lightly stepped on the firelight, and with a fingertip, she attracted the spring dew that had been prepared, and lightly tapped the center of Yun Jingchen's brow with her fingertips.

A little bit of spring dew was slightly cool, and then Jingchen felt spring water dripping from the palms of both hands.Da Si Ming muttered in his mouth, reciting the sacrificial words to pray to Yun Zhongjun, gently and sincerely.

Squeezing the formula with his right hand, and swiping his left palm, he put the scriptures and sacrificial texts that Xuan Jingchen had copied in the past few days in the air, and sprinkled them over the candlelight.At this moment, only Da Si Ming Xiang Sinian could see that the sky full of papers was just floating in the air, gently fluttering, and slowly burning out in the faint blue flame ignited by Da Si Ming's left fingertips.

I took the spring dew as a proof of praying to the king of Yunzhong, and took the letter as the sustenance of my thoughts, hoping that the king in my dream would allow you and me to meet again.

After everything was ready, Da Si Ming lightly touched the candle with his toes, touched the first piece of burning paper with his fingertips as if he was ascending, and sang Yun Zhongjun slowly.

"Yu Lan Tang Xi Mu Fang, Hua Caiyi Xi Ruoying~"

The witch's singing was clear and sweet, accompanied by the melodious sound of silver bells, which made Zhong Lisuo, who was sitting in the firelight, feel dizzy.Hearing the voice of the priestess, she put the shakuhachi to her lips, and a wisp of the shakuhachi resounded melodiously in the empty hall.

Xuan Jingchen, who was lying on the bed, heard the sound of the shakuhachi coming from his ears, and gradually lost consciousness along with the sound of the silver bell in the singing of Da Si Ming.As if she was stepping on the soft clouds, she walked along with the flowing clouds, cleared the thick fog, and looked down at the world.

Under the starry night, a little fire is bright.Xuan Jingchen only felt that he swooped down with the wind, and the little fire in his eyes gradually became clear.

The appearance of Miyagi gradually emerged in her eyes. She saw the majestic Zhaixing Building and the tall palace walls. Finally, her gaze was attracted by the fire that shot up into the sky, and she fell on the oldest Fengxian Hall in the palace.

Fire, Fengxian Hall, Your Majesty.

Xuan Jingchen's pupils shrank, and he ran towards the place where the fire was ignited.

Siming's chanting disappeared with the last burning paper, and the boy's shakuhachi floated to an unknown place in the crisp silver bell.Zhong Lisuo was playing the shakuhachi with his eyes blindfolded, and gradually he couldn't hear the silver bell of Da Si Ming in his ears.The tearing sound of tongues of fire licking reached the ears, and the rich smoke and fire rushed into the nose and nose.

The suffocation of the air being pulled away made Zhong Lisuo recall the painful feelings before he died. The hand holding the shakuhachi gradually trembled. Zhong Lisuo was terrified and tore off the black cloth blindfolded. I was too shocked to speak.

It's on fire!It's on fire!

Zhong Lisuo waved his shakuhachi and shouted at the top of his lungs, but was surprised that he couldn't say a word.She coughed forcefully, her eyes fell on her sleeves, and she staggered back two steps.

What's going on, isn't she wearing a green robe?Why is the sleeve of the dragon robe.The crown on the head shook for a while, and the beaded curtain dazzled people.Surrounded by the flames, Zhong Lisuo looked at his robes, looked around in a panic, his eyes fell on the burning portrait of the emperor, and was shocked to find that he had returned to the Fengxian Palace in the summer of the third year of Yuanhe.

Is she dying again or is she in a dream?

Holding the shakuhachi, the emperor looked at the gradually approaching flames, and stood there helplessly.Suddenly, a man on a horse broke through the burning gate of Fengxian Hall, and rushed towards Zhong Lishuo amidst the raging fire.

"Zhaoming..."

The woman's almost tearing voice rang in his ears, Zhong Lisuo turned his head abruptly, only to see a young general in silver armor riding a black horse out of the raging fire and reaching out to her.The young emperor holding a shakuhachi in his arms looked at the gentle and beautiful face of the woman on horseback, and said stupidly: "Zitong..."

As soon as the words fell, the general on the horse raised her collar with one hand, lifted her and threw her on the horse in front of him.Zhong Lisuo, who was lying on the horse's back, saw the black horse driving them out of the sky filled with flames, and drove towards the empty square in front of the hall under the sky full of stars.

The whistling wind blew past my ears, the emperor's flat sky crown fell off, and the shakuhachi in his hand also fell off, and the neat dragon robe on his body became a mess.

The general reined in the horse, and the horse's hooves stopped in the middle of the square.Zhong Lisuo, who was lying on the horse, was picked up by the general on the horse, straightened his body and hugged him in his arms.When the body was close to the general's cold armor through the thin summer robe, the thin emperor was held in the arms of the general, with his cheek against his back.

The general trembled, hugged the emperor tightly, clenched his teeth, and said word by word: "Your Highness, I'm back."

Hearing this, the emperor raised his head and looked up at the moon sky. There was a full moon hanging in the sky, surrounded by stars.

The full moon is full of stars, this is a dream.The day she died was a very lonely day.

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, leaving two lines of clear marks. The emperor sniffed, turned to look at the woman behind him, and said, "I thought I would never see you again, Zitong."

The person in his eyes was clearly the great general Xuan Jingchen who had just turned 20 when he first met, but was well-known throughout Kyushu.

She was no longer the Crown Prince when she married her, and Xuan Jingchen was no longer a 20-year-old general.

So this is in a dream.

So Zhong Lisuo turned around, hugged Xuan Jingchen tightly in his arms in an awkward position, and whispered in her ear: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, I miss you very much, Zitong."

"Welcome back, Zitong." Zhong Lisuo's words were gentle and full of affection: "It's a pity that I can't cleanse you up."

Tonight, Zhong Lisuo had a very beautiful dream in the Yunmeng Palace of Taiyi Temple.

In the dream, she held Xuan Jingchen's hand and did many things that she guessed she could do before she died.But outside the dream, Da Si Ming stopped dancing in the firelight when the last piece of paper was burned.

Xiang Sinian looked at Xuan Jingchen who was already asleep, and let out a breath slowly.She looked at the sleeping queen, and thought that relying on An Shenxiang's guidance and His Majesty's longing day and night, she would definitely have a good dream with Emperor Zhao tonight.

Yun Zhongjun, who is in charge of clouds and rain, is also good at giving dreams.The so-called Wushan Yunmeng is just to let the people who are interested dream about the things they desire.

Xiang Sinian looked at His Majesty who was already sound asleep, turned his head to look at the little brother who was sitting by the bed and put down the shakuhachi, floated to his side, reached out and tugged at her sleeve, and said softly: "Senior brother, it's okay , Your honored guest has already fallen asleep, so it is inconvenient for us to disturb her rest."

She stretched out her hand and tugged twice, seeing that Zhong Lisuo didn't respond, she belatedly yelled, maybe she put on too much tranquilizing incense, is the senior brother actually in a dream but not a dream?

Xiang Sinian tentatively reached out and took off the black cloth covering Zhong Lisuo's eyes. Sure enough, he saw Zhong Lisuo who had closed his eyes and had fallen into a dream after the ceremony.

Too bad, falling into a dream together, will the little brother see the deep love between the Queen and Emperor Zhao, and lose his mind for the Queen from then on?

Xiang Sinian personally tested it. Her little brother, the fate of the country was given by Her Majesty the Queen.

Before the master left, he had told him that the senior brother was young and his status was not high, but he happened to be the master of the palace.Although Jiantiansi and Taiyimen do not participate in state affairs, the marriage bestowed by the Eastern Emperor must be carefully guarded, so they need to help senior brothers a lot.

Xiang Sinian thought about it, and sincerely hoped that the little senior brother would have a good marriage, and that he could work hand in hand with the empress, so that they could create a good story for Jian Tiansi.So the young girl, who had learned the true biography of her master, was exchanged for another senior sister of her own.

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Feng." Xiang Sinian whispered in the wind, and a tall woman jumped down from the roof and came to her side silently.

Uncle Feng is not a person's name, she is just like the Chief Commander, but a special Commander in the Tiansi.In the previous dynasty, Feng Bo and He Shen were the ones who personally defended the king.

Tonight, Xuan Jingchen came to Taiyiguan, Feng Bo and Heshen also came together.

The woman named Uncle Feng had a taciturn face. After hearing Xiang Sinian's call, she came to her side, showing a puzzled expression.

Xiang Sinian pointed to Zhong Lisuo who was beside the bed, and said, "This is the one who was detected by the inspector. Your majesty is going to sleep tonight, and I accidentally let my little brother follow him in. The night is heavy with dew... "

Before she finished speaking, Uncle Feng nodded solemnly, leaned over to pick up Zhong Lisuo, and walked out without saying a word.

Xiang Sinian was so anxious by her action that he hurried to catch up and grabbed Uncle Feng. Seeing the innocent look in the tall woman's eyes, Xiang Sinian pointed to Xuan Jingchen on the warm bed, and said, "Put it there."

Unexpectedly, when Feng Bo heard this, he quickly shook his head, his rejection was very obvious.Xiang Sinian stomped his feet and said, "You elm head, this man who will be the emperor's wife in the future, just put it on, and I will take care of the consequences."

"Are you going to carry her to Taiyi Temple in the depths of the night? You put her there, and we will take her away at dawn, and His Majesty won't find out."

But Uncle Feng still shook his head, and she jumped onto the roof with Zhonglisuo in his arms, wrapped Zhonglisuo with her tall body, and made her sleep peacefully in her arms.Xiang Sinian sighed, had no choice but to wrap up the quilt for His Majesty, followed Feng Bo's footsteps and jumped up to the roof.

She gently landed beside Uncle Feng, only to see the tall woman holding Zhong Lisuo and looking up at the bright moon sky.Tonight, a crescent moon hangs in the sky, gradually approaching fullness.

Under the stars and the moon, the queen's secret guards hid in twos and threes in the corner of the Yunmeng Palace, and together with the two commanders on the roof, they waited for the queen's sweet dream.