Phoenix Dance and Thousands of Sorrows II

2 lovesickness

"Qingxuan, do you think Yu'er has been to Liangguo?" Mo Junru pushed open the window and sighed faintly.

Qingxuan was confused: "Fei'er?"

Just as he was about to ask who it was, he saw Mo Junru's face turn blue in an instant: "You're the one who called me, too?" She gave him a hard look and gritted her teeth.

Qingxuan: ",,,"

Mo Juanru saw Qingxuan walking out sullenly, he hurriedly stopped him, and smiled all over his face: "Qingxuan, Father Zhou likes you very much, doesn't he, why don't you go talk to him again."

Qing Xuan shivered, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely persuade Father Zhou to lend you a boat."

Then, Qingxuan took off his thick clothes, continued to dip his soaked white hands into the water, and made a close relationship with Tuesday.

"It's not an old man, I don't want to part with the boat, the mountains of Liangguo can eat people, you two are still young, that's it..."

"But didn't you also see the young master's skill that day?"

"That's because it's in the water and on the mountain, that's their territory..."

"Father—look, we are neither relatives nor relatives, it's not your fault if anything happens..."

"no!"

"Father, I'll buy you a drink,,,"

Seeing the wine worm crawling on Tuesday's throat, Qingxuan hurriedly took advantage of it: "50 years old wine, you just let us go-"

His own voice was so tired that he felt sick, Qing Xuan frowned, isn't it just borrowing to get off the boat, is it so difficult?

"Cough cough,,, I said you young man, why don't you learn well at a young age?" Father Zhou stomped his feet, pointed at Mo Junru and taught him, "What is more important than my own life, if I have such a son,,, cough cough,,, "

Mo Junru lowered his eyebrows and looked at the angry Tuesday with aggrieved eyes.

In front of Tuesday, who was decades older than him, stubborn, kind, and hot-tempered, Dayin Yonghui Emperor instantly became shorter.

Who said that birds don't lay eggs here, and silver is not as good as stones?Not to mention who will regard him as the emperor.

For the sake of my son, I will bear it!

Gritting his teeth and cursing Tuesday dozens of times in his heart, Mo Junru was extremely heartbroken. Could it be that he will be ruined by this stubborn old man after traveling thousands of miles?

Judging by people's age, it's not easy to use strong.

Walked up to him on Tuesday, and babbled like a lesson: "I think you are tired of living a rich life, so you come here to seek death!"

Mo Juanru looked at the snow-covered treetops and the ground of Yishan Mountain with ease, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart: "Yeah, I'm crazy, just to see him, I came from Yongning..."

"Master!" Qing Xuan interrupted him in a low voice to prevent revealing his identity.

Hearing these words on Tuesday, he was taken aback, and suddenly laughed: "Have you fallen in love with a Liang country girl? Hey, let me tell you earlier, Liang country girls are all beautiful and smart, capable and virtuous, if you... ,"

Mo Junru was overjoyed: "You have a solution?"

"In the past, girls from the Liang country often married here. As for you, you are also out of luck. When you encounter this kind of thing," Tuesday sighed again and again, "If you want to blame it, blame our majesty. If you don't make trouble like this, maybe you will come back sooner." The family is holding a daughter-in-law."

I think it's because it's isolated from the world here, and I'm used to saying disrespectful words, and the nagging on Tuesday is endless.

Mo Juanru seemed to be trapped in an ice cave, her face was ashen. After a while, the anger in her eyes swelled, and she slowly clenched her fists: "One day, there will be no more wars in this world, and the four seas will be one, and the eight wildernesses will be unified."

Qing Xuan's expression changed.

But there was a big laugh, it was Tuesday, with a good-natured mockery: "You, just dream, but there is still a way—"

Mo Junru was just aroused by him, but when he heard the second part of his sentence, his eyes lit up: "What?"

"You can't move the mountain, and you can't walk to the mountain by yourself? You can't cross the river, and you can't let that girl walk to the river?"

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, the goose feathers are curling, and the wind blowing in from the window is cool. Xia Yuge stretches out his hand, and the white snowflakes are divided into six petals, sliding down from the palm of his hand, like a soft dream, melting into teardrops in the palm of his hand.

Next to the stove is a glass cup with warm water in the center to maintain the temperature and humidity inside the glass cover.The golden Gu worm buzzed and flapped its wings, with delicate patterns on the light golden wing feathers, both wings were as thin as gauze, but they flew up and down with the body of the Gu worm.

Even that flight was staggering.

Time and space are confused, and he vaguely recalled that year, when he was still young, he pointed to the word "love" on the book and asked Xia Jingyou what it meant.

I only remember that Xia Jingyou's eyes were suddenly bright and deep, and she quietly picked up a snowflake and embraced it in her arms.

"Love, it's this snowflake, looking beautiful, I held the snow in my arms, but it melted."

Xia Yuge watched in a daze as the snowflakes melted in his palms, and his heart was torn apart by the sharp sorrow. With a pair of overturning hands, he watched his love disappear without a sound, and he was helpless.

Nalan Xi is 16 years old, 16 years old, just the age of indulgence.

No matter how gorgeous and bloody the years are, love can be so indulgent and unrestrained, and the snow is used as a marriage bed.

Close your eyes, it hurts to breathe.

Holding a copper pipe taken from the leg of a homing pigeon in the palm of his hand, the hard texture makes the palm of the hand hurt, as if it is a cluster of flames, which can burn the pain of the skin, but it is the only warmth in the ice and snow.

Take out the note, unfold it, there are only five words - "I am at Luoyue Ferry".

Staring intently at the map for a long time, there are still narrow official roads elsewhere, but Yanzigu deep in Yishan Mountain is steep and needs to be walked across.Such a journey takes three days to come and go.

Yuwen Yaohua's succession ceremony will be held in five days.

Xia Yuge stared at the map for a long time, and finally let out a long breath.

Pulled out a crane cloak from the suitcase, stared blankly, unfolded it, put it on, fastened the belt, picked up the sword and went straight to Xixi Yishan.

The pavilions and pavilions of Prince You's Mansion are exquisite and picturesque, but the Qingyu Tower is overgrown with overgrown greenery. Walking through the withered peonies, it is a deserted pavilion full of dust.

Mu Li raised his eyes, feeling a chill in his heart.

The furnishing of the women's boudoir is complete with rouge and gouache, but there is no vitality. There is only a beautiful woman in feather clothes on the painting paper with a gentle smile, as if she is about to float down from the painting in the next moment, dancing lightly to clarify the shadow.

From childhood to adulthood, Princess Jinshang was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and although the woman in the painting was not as delicate as Jinshang, she had an ethereal temperament, she did not eat the fireworks of the world, like a thin blue sky under the moonlight. The mist is deserted, faint and intoxicating.

"This is my wife—" Xia Jingyou smiled with inexplicable sadness.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, unthinkable and unforgettable.

Mu Li was also startled, and took half a step back, as if fascinated by the woman in the painting, his head was slightly dizzy.

It is understood, after all these years, why did Xia Jingyou no longer marry a wife?

Xia Jingyou looked at the portrait, then looked at Mu Li, and suddenly said in a gentle voice, "Look at how much you look like her, Lier, sometimes I think, if I can't find Zilan in my life, I will let you Just be my son."

"Unfortunately, such an opportunity is gone." Mu Li lowered his head and chuckled, and went out, "Master, may I be reborn as your child in the next life."

Saying that, he left quickly so that Xia Jingyou could not see his expression.

Just now, standing in front of Xia Jingyou and that picture, he had the urge to cry, for some reason.

In the living room, the internal officials of Qinzheng Palace stood up and smiled obsequiously: "Young Master Mu is a dragon among men, and I must ask you to visit the thatched cottage three times,,,"

Three days ago, this courtier walked into Prince You's Mansion with a secret order for Xuan Muli to enter the palace, and said that he was an envoy from the Kingdom of Chen who loves arithmetic. Fan.

Mu Li just apologized lightly, and sent the minister away on the grounds that he was ill.

This Xia Ziling was also persevering, sending people to deliver soup and medicine every day, and there were more imperial physicians than maids, and his love for talent and intention of soliciting were very clear.

Seeing this today, Mu Li was inconvenient to refuse, and simply bid farewell to Xia Jingyou, then boarded the carriage sent by the palace.

The night light was dim and cool, Xia Jingyou stood at the door for a long time, not even noticing that the purple clothes were blown by the wind, staring at the carriage until he couldn't see it.

"After all, I have been a teacher and student for more than ten years, do you feel distressed?" The exclamation came from behind with sarcasm.

Xia Jingyou flicked his sleeves in annoyance: "At the beginning, he wanted to follow Fan'er and refused to follow me. Now he deserves to be used!"

After a pause, the voice became cold and hateful: "The good show has begun."

Mu Li was placed behind the Qinzheng Palace, Zhaoming Building.

Speaking of the building, he was actually only on the highest floor, and he was completely opened up. There was no problem with eating, drinking and lodging. The stairs, corridors, and downstairs of Zhaoming Building had five steps and one soldier, and guards in full armor and spears were constantly patrolling in shifts. The sentry tower exposed the black crossbow barrel, which "protected" the building airtight.

The sound of the piano from upstairs is melodious and ethereal, like a breeze circling the earth for thousands of times, day after day.

"Your Majesty, listen—" Xiao Ling felt a little uneasy, and pointed to Zhaoming Tower.

"The moon-slaying dagger has been taken away, no matter how good his martial arts are, he is still unarmed." Xia Ziling raised the dagger with the pattern obliterated, and raised it to his eyes, "Strange, what pattern is this?"

Xiao Ling sneered: "Maybe it was the object of love between His Highness the Third Highness and him, but now the quarrel broke up, so the pattern was erased."

"I really don't understand these broken sleeves." Xia Ziling frowned and put down the dagger. "It's fine now. Without Mu Li, Fen'er just lacks a right hand and a right arm. Without Mu Li to make trouble, it's much easier to kill Fen'er."

"Then—congratulations to Your Majesty for being invincible and talented." Xiaoling immediately put on a smile, "His Royal Highness, Chi Ying has laid an ambush in the Liang Kingdom, and Prince Yuwen has received hints. At that time, no one will save him. "

After a pause, he said cautiously: "Your Majesty, it is really difficult for my incompetent grandson to be the general of the country. May Your Majesty—"

"Understood." Xia Ziling sneered, "You are afraid that Xiao Chen will turn over, and you will be the first to take revenge on your good grandfather. I have my own arrangements."

Slowly clenched his fists, grasping the invisible power in the palm of his hand, word by word: "I will not let any of Yu'er's confidantes go."

"As for Mu Li, keep an eye on it first, and then decide whether to stay or kill when things are done."

At this moment, as if there was an induction, the sound of the piano in Zhaoming Building suddenly picked up and became sharp and sharp.

However, to the dismay of the scenery, the door opened a crack, and a small head squeezed in, smiling and shouting: "Brother Li."

Mu Li's hand plucked the strings faster and faster, the sound of the piano was rushing like rain, his beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

Hearing the child's call suddenly, his hands stopped, and a string broke in response.He raised his head, already with a gentle smile: "Ziqing, why do you want to come here?"

Xia Ziqing pouted, feeling aggrieved as if he was about to cry: "Fourth Uncle ignores me, Brother Dahuang frowned when he saw me, woooo—it's better to be Brother Li." While talking, he was already rubbing against Mu Li's body. with.

Mu Li took Ziqing in his arms and patted his head: "Good boy, everyone is busy. By the way, His Highness must be very happy to see your gift."

"Don't mention it." Xia Ziqing almost jumped up, his eyes widened. "Third brother snatched the things and scolded me, saying that I blocked his way."

Mu Li couldn't help laughing, and while smoothing the wrinkles on Xia Ziqing's clothes, he explained: "Maybe His Highness is in a hurry."

"That's right. I caught up with him after leaving the city. I told him to ignore me, so I ran ahead in a short cut. Then I got off my horse and stood on the road. Sure enough, he reined in the horse!" Xia Zi Qing laughed complacently while talking about the thrilling scene at that time.

Mu Li was speechless, looking at the laughing child, thinking of the thrilling scene where Xia Yuge rode the horse in such a hurry, and reined in the rein to prevent Xia Ziqing from being trampled into a fleshy mess, he couldn't laugh or cry.

No wonder there was such a big fire.

Xia Ziqing, this child looks completely different from "that person", sometimes, in some aspects, he really resembles him very much.

For example, put all your eggs in one basket.

Thinking in a mess, Xia Ziqing pushed him: "I'm so bored, brother Li, tell me the story of you in Yin country, okay?"

Mu Li came back to his senses, and suddenly remembered something: "Ziqing, how did you tell Young Master about that gift?"

Xia Ziqing's eyes bent into crescent moons: "Just say 'thanks to Prince Yaohua for saving his life during the Six Kings Rebellion'."

Mu Li heaved a sigh of relief, but Xia Ziqing persisted in shaking him: "Brother Li, can you tell me a story?"

I really don't know how to tell the tragic past to this child who doesn't know how to feel sorrow, so I thought about it and said, "Which part do you want to hear?"

Xia Ziqing wrinkled his nose: "Third brother borrowed hundreds of thousands of troops from Yin country to come back, so majestic, but why did he sleep for so long without waking up?"

I wanted to hear that part.

Which pot does not open which pot.

Mu Li thought over and over again, his heart was in a mess. How could that powerful and dazzling black-clothed prince shoot the eagle with his bow, and how his bright smile took away the heart of the person he had admired for more than ten years? Ganlu Palace immediately stepped on the throne step by step, stepping on the young master's blood.

And how the one hundred thousand dragon army pressed on every step of the way, chasing and killing them all the way to Tianya City.

That page has been turned, the heart-wrenching cruelty, the engraved love and hatred are still suffocating.

Forget, easier said than done?

He can't forget, but Yu Xia's song, how is that person's unforgettable existence?

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