"Look, the peach blossoms outside the window were planted by him for his mother. He said that when the peach blossoms bloom one day, he will come back and take his mother and Yan'er to a place that is infinitely bigger and more beautiful than here.
It’s a place where there are high lofts and terraces everywhere, and there are flowers everywhere.”
"Yan'er." As if she remembered something, the woman suddenly tightened the strength in her hands, and a pair of eyes actually flashed with light. "Yan'er, remember, you are not the wild child that others say. You have a father, your
My father’s name is Ye Mo, my name is Ye Mo. You are not called Bai Yan, you are the prince, your name is Ye Yan, Ye Yan.”
As if afraid that he would forget, he repeated the word "Ye Yan" in the boy's ears over and over again with all his strength.
The woman's voice gradually weakened, and the tightly clenched hands slowly relaxed weakly.
"Yan'er." He took out a crystal clear jade pendant from under the pillow and stuffed it into the boy's hand. He nodded heavily and slowly traced the outline of the boy's eyebrows with his fingers.
"Yan'er, after your mother dies, you will plant her under the peach blossom tree, take this jade pendant with you, and go to Beijing to find your father in a place that is thousands of times more beautiful than here."
"Mother, what are you talking about? You won't die, you won't die."
The boy hugged the woman tightly into his arms like crazy. However, at this moment, the cold fingers depicting the boy's face suddenly dropped weakly, and the boy felt that the body of the woman in his arms gradually became cold.
Go to Beijing, go to that place that is a thousand times more beautiful than here, and find your father. These were the last words she left.
Her fingers were still pointing to the blooming peach blossoms outside the window, but her eyes never closed, always looking in the direction of the courtyard door.
"Mother!" the boy roared with all his strength, and even the scorching peach blossoms outside the window shook. Several pieces of peach blossoms fell with the wind, shattering the youth on the ground.
Pulling back his thoughts, Bai Yan punched hard and hit the small tree beside him with one hand. The uneven marks on the bark made his white hands turn red. There were even a few blood streaks running down his palms.
It fell slowly. It fell to the ground, splashing layers of small broken flowers.
"Mother." There was moisture on his face again, Bai Yan trembled and slowly squatted down. Mother, you are so stupid, you are still thinking about that person until the last moment of your life.
But that person only brought a cold greeting because the queen was slightly sick.
The big hands that were stained red by blood were tightly clenched, the reddish lips were humming upwards and downwards, and the crystal jade pendant in the hands shone with an incomparable crystal green light.
Mother……
A gust of cold wind blew by, and a few flakes of ice fell indifferently on his face. Bai Yan nodded slightly and watched with some depression as the crystal flakes floated down from the sky. His eyes gradually became blurry.
His inky hair was also stained with pieces of crystal.
The blood slid down the fingertips and merged with the crystals. Even the sky turned into a hazy orange-red.
After all, Hua Xuanji had a few leisurely days, but a certain handsome man was tortured to a terrible state.
He spread his little hands, and his big black and white eyes shone pitifully. "Bai Yan~ feed me."
Seeing that a certain man was not moving, he frowned, waved his little hand, and blinked his big eyes: "My hand hurts."
"Bai Yan~ help me put on my shoes." Hua Xuanji didn't shy away from it. Although Bai Yan did something to her from time to time, he was considered a serious person and had never really done anything wrong to her. Every night.
He held her in his arms and the two of them lay down with their clothes on. Therefore, Hua Xuanji became more and more courageous, and she used her absolute immobility without taking action to the extreme.
Holding his throat, he deliberately prolonged his voice and said, "Bai Yan, I want to take a bath~ help me get some water."
A certain man blinked evilly, "Do you need my help with this?"
Hua Xuanji rolled her eyes and threw it away, saying sarcastically: "If you dare to take a peek, I will use my foot washing water to make you tea tomorrow."
"Why not bath water?" A certain man stood there, unmoved.
"..."
Bai Yan's ointment was indeed effective. After only a few weeks of use, Hua Xuanji's hands were completely restored to their original state, and even became much more flexible.
Therefore, before she had enough of this kind of life, Bai Yan pulled her out of the warm quilt by her ears on another snowy day.
"What are you doing?" Hua Xuanji hugged the quilt tightly, wrapped herself into a ball, reluctantly opened her eyes, and asked lazily.
"Teach you martial arts." After saying that, Bai Yan walked to the tea table, picked up the teapot, narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, and squinted at Hua Xuanji, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
"Let's go, let's go." Hua Xuanji climbed up from the bed, put on a big cloak and stepped on her shoes, ready to follow. She looked at the teapot in Bai Yan's hand, with a cunning smile like a little fox on her lips.
However, this evil smile was completely frozen on his face when he followed Bai Yan into a small door. His eyes suddenly widened, and he tried hard to hold his chin up so that it would not fall to the ground.
It was a spacious flat land, but at this time, it was filled with wooden piles of different lengths, high and low, which were twice as high as Bai Yan.
Snowflakes like almond blossoms hit it, and a heavy layer of snow had accumulated.
After trying hard to push her chin back to its original position, Hua Xuanji prepared to grease her feet and run away without even thinking about it. However, Bai Yan carried her over with one hand.
With a flattering smile on her face, Hua Xuanji said sarcastically to Bai Yan, "This pillar..."
Bai Yan swept away the snow on the couch next to him, lay down leisurely on it, and poured a cup of tea, "You probably won't be able to learn anything else with your talent, so I'll teach you Qing Kung Fu, just in case something happens in the future.
If something happens, run fast!" He said, picking up the teacup and taking a sip.
"Tsk, ok..." He was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Why does this tea taste a little weird today?" He frowned and threw Hua Xuanji away.
Looking at her little face again, she was already standing alone on a pillar.
I just felt that my eyes were empty, my legs were shaking, and my brain was cramping. I greeted Bai Yan back and forth eight hundred times in my heart, but I didn't dare to open my eyes with them closed.
His grandma’s girl is afraid of heights!
Feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Hua Xuanji gritted her teeth and slowly opened her eyes. At some point, Bai Yan had already walked some distance away from her.
The apricot-like snow was falling slowly, and he looked particularly elegant in his white clothes, with a faint smile in his peach-blossom eyes. He took another sip of tea.
"Tsk tsk, your qualifications are pretty good. From now on, I will stand on it for five hours every day, and practice walking on it after three days." After looking at her for a long time, he said with a faint smile: "Eh? Why are you shaking?"