After driving for dozens of days, we arrived in the capital. The journey was calm and uneventful, and we did not encounter any obstacles. However, the calmer it became, the more Xue Xichen sensed the thrill hidden under the calmness. She couldn't help but pay more attention to the tiger and wolf in the capital.
This is a place you should never take lightly.
As the carriage entered the capital, Feng Qingge invited Xue Xichen and Xiao Liuyue to be guests at the palace. Xiao Liuyue followed the host as he pleased, but Xue Xichen seemed a little uneasy because she was looking at things and thinking about the past. Xiao Liuyue saw this.
There was no clue in their eyes. As soon as the two settled down, Xuan Feng Qingge was summoned to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit. Feng Qingge apologized to Xue Xichen and Xiao Liuyue, and took the first step to tell Leng Junyi and Phantom to arrange for them.
people.
Passing by the garden, the blood-red and coquettishly blooming Manzhushahua attracted Xue Xichen's attention. Xue Xichen still remembered that when she visited the palace at night, the yard was full of fragrant roses, which once stimulated her soul and made her commit crimes.
I made the sweetest mistake in my life. Now, the rose has disappeared and turned into Manzhu Shahua...
"Xichen, what's wrong?"
Seeing Xue Xichen stop, Phantom couldn't help but ask.
"Isn't Feng Qingge's favorite rose flower? There should be a large field of roses planted in this yard..."
Hearing this, Leng Junyi showed doubts in his eyes. Phantom's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly collected his thoughts and replied: "Originally, the yard was indeed full of roses, but since the princess passed away... the prince has pulled out all the roses and planted them.
Got on Manzhu Shahua..."
"Why Manzhu Shahua..."
"Because, the prince said, Manzhu Shahua has an unparalleled beauty and a vicious beauty. Just like the princess, she is too beautiful to be true. Every time she sees it, an inexplicable desolation fills her heart...
"The prince said that the princess is very much like this charming Manzhu Shahua who burned her short life like a fire. She has suffered too many unfair accusations and lacks too many sincere blessings...
"The prince said that the meeting of Manzhusha Huahua and Ye Yongyong was like a fate destined to be missed. The seemingly alluring fiery red color made people feel the breath of death. The perfect appearance could not hide the sad soul...
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"The prince said that the guardianship of flowers to leaves is always just missed time and time again. They stay with each other and know each other, but they are not allowed to meet each other. Even though it is sad, it also witnesses the existence of the most sincere love..."
Just like her and Feng Qingge before...
Because of her identity, and because of Feng Qingge's identity, they were on opposite sides from the beginning. They could only fight to the death, but could not fall in love...
Manzhu Shahua... Bianhuahua...
Did Feng Qingge plant these flowers just to commemorate her?
"That courtyard belongs to the princess?"
Xue Xichen pointed to an isolated and quiet courtyard behind the garden, her eyes fixed on the big bright lock on the red paint door, and she asked quietly.
"Yes!" Phantom looked into the distance, his eyes distant and ethereal, and recalled the beautiful woman who once made him feel sorry for her and almost crazy about her, "That is the princess's courtyard... Since the princess passed away, the prince
The yard was closed and no one was allowed to enter except for cleaning once a day..."
Yes... Feng Qingge still thinks about her, misses her, and misses her...
"Phantom!" Xiao Liuyue suddenly interrupted Xue Xichen's recollection and said indifferently: "Where is our room?"
"Master Xiao, please come with me!"
Phantom quickly calmed down and led the way with respectful eyes lowered in front of her, Xiao Liuyue followed closely behind. Xue Xichen walked slowly, passing by the quiet courtyard where she once lived, looking at the locked door, the happiness of the past
The sadness has long since been buried in her memories. She stared deeply and stopped, with thousands of feelings in her heart, causing Phantom and Xiao Liuyue to look back at the same time.
"Xichen!" Leng Junyi asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
"No! It's nothing!"
Xue Xichen lowered her head and lowered her eyes, hiding the bitterness and sadness in her heart. She smiled lightly and said, "I just suddenly remembered the legend of Manzhu Shahua...I remembered some of Fengchen's past..."
"Oh?" Leng Junyi couldn't help but be curious, "What legend?"
Xue Xichen chuckled lightly, "Brother Leng, you don't like to play with flowers and grass, so you don't know the folk legend about Manzhu Shahua?"
Leng Junyi replied awkwardly: "Leng Junyi only knows how to wield swords and march and fight in his life. He doesn't know about flowers and plants, and he doesn't even know how to plant them..."
"So, Brother Leng doesn't know..."
"Xichen, are you willing to tell me?"
"Okay!" Xue Xichen smiled and said softly, "Legend has it that a long time ago, there were two people named Bi and An. God decreed that they would never meet each other, but they cherished each other and admired each other. Finally, they admired each other.
One day, they ignored God's rules and met each other secretly. One was a beautiful girl, and the other was a handsome young man. They fell in love at first sight, and made a private vow to stay together for the rest of their lives.
"The Emperor of Heaven knew about it and punished them, cursing them to turn into the flowers and leaves of a flower. This flower is strange, there are flowers but no leaves, and leaves but no flowers. In life after life, the flowers and leaves are in the wrong place, and they will never meet each other. This is what people in the later world
The so-called Manzhu Shahua..."
Leng Junyi murmured, "The flower of the other shore..."
Xue Xichen smiled and said: "Actually, this story is not over yet. After countless reincarnations, one day the Buddha came here and saw Manzhushahua. He fell in love with him and said with emotion: 'You missed each other in the previous life and could not see each other.
After countless reincarnations, we can't stay together in love. The so-called separation, separation and reunification are nothing but fate and fate. You have a curse from heaven, which makes you not separated even though your fate is gone. I can't help you solve this problem.
The vicious mantra will take you to the other side, where flowers will bloom all over the field.'" The Buddha brought Manzhushahua to the underworld. When he passed by the Santu River, he accidentally wet his clothes, and there was Manzhushahua in his clothes.
Hua. Buddha opened his clothes and found that the fiery red flowers turned into pure white. Buddha laughed and said: "Great joy is not as great as great sadness. It is better to remember than to forget. How can we distinguish right from wrong? What a flower, what a flower!" Buddha
Plant the flower on the other side and call it the other side flower.
"Buddha didn't know that he was on the Santu River. The flowers faded by the river water dropped all their red color into the river water. They kept wailing all day long, which made people sad. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was very powerful. He came to the river and took out
A seed was thrown into the river, and after a while, a flower that was more red than before grew out of the water. Ksitigarbha took it in his hand and sighed: "You escaped and were so comfortable, why should you take it?"
How can this boundless hatred remain in the already boundless hell of suffering? I will ask you to be a messenger to guide them to reincarnation. I will remember your color and call you Manzhu Shahua.'"
Leng Junyi suddenly realized, "This is the origin of Manzhushahua..."
Xue Xichen said quietly: "According to legend, the flower on the other side is a flower that only blooms on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness on the Santu River. The flower on the other side is as gorgeous and bright red as blood. It covers the road to hell. It has flowers but no leaves. It is
The only flower in the underworld. It is said that the fragrance of flowers on the other side has magical power and can evoke the memory of the deceased. There are large numbers of these flowers blooming on the Huangquan Road. From a distance, they look like a carpet paved with blood, and because they are as red as fire
It is also known as the "Road of Fire", and it is the only scenery and color on this long road to the underworld. When the soul crosses the River of Forgetfulness, it forgets everything in life, and everything in the past is left on the other side, and the deceased walks on the flowers.
Guide to the hell of the underworld. This is the entire legend of Manzhu Shahua."