The light rain has cleared, and the morning dew is kissing the tips of the banana trees.
The spring breeze blows slowly, stirring up the willow leaves and lifting up the wrinkles in the clothes of Northern Jiangsu.
The soft wind gently stirred the hair on Yao Yan's back, as if it were sprinkled with black snow.
Xiyangruomeu and Yaoyan stood there silently, their eyes rolling, looking at him blankly.
The fairy road is bitter and cold, you and I embrace each other?
She opened her mouth half-open, murmuring to herself, and looked into Su Bei's smiling eyes, with a trace of seasonal movement engraved in them.
She had never heard this sentence before, but it was undeniable that at that moment, she could clearly feel the violent fluctuations in her heart.
She just looked at his extremely serious eyes, gave him a slightly angry look, and said involuntarily:
"Then who will I hug for warmth?"
"..."
Those familiar and charming eyes, with such an expression, are particularly intoxicating. They seem to be carrying an indescribable complex friendship, which makes people feel ripples in their hearts.
Su Bei was startled and did not answer her.
Do you want to say that I hold you?
But how can I be qualified?
She is like a peach that has already been ripe on a peach tree, but it happens to grow on the top of a cliff where no one can reach it. But even if no one can pick it, it refuses to fall down obediently.
.
Just one person, blooming like this, blooming alone, with the slightest intoxicating fragrance.
Seeing Su Bei's hesitant expression, a look of disappointment flashed across her expression for some reason, and she said calmly:
"You are... really."
"If you don't say it, don't say it."
Maybe all he needs is his promise, and he will resolutely let go of the shackles in his heart.
Su Bei looked at her, and underneath that peerless mature face, there seemed to be hidden feelings unique to a twenty-eight-year-old girl?
Does she yearn for romance?
It's just that this angry expression, if it were made by other women, it would look artificial, but for her, it is a unique beauty that brings to her meeting, naturally.
"I just don't want you to do that so-called thing of killing the mortal world."
"To break the so-called inner demon calamity..."
"..."
Yao Yan bit her thin lips, feeling that her emotions had never been so ups and downs before. Her face darkened, her jade hands clenched tightly, and she almost growled and said:
"Why should I kill Hongchen? Don't you know why?"
"It is you!!"
"It's all you..."
Now, is he still shirk-shitting?
Su Bei smiled bitterly and wanted to say something:
"I......"
Hearing Su Bei's hesitation, Yao Yan felt even more annoyed for no reason. The water under his feet was soaked with white stockings, and the coolness penetrated into his skin.
"You obviously have so many beauties, isn't it enough?"
"..."
The implication is, why bother with her?
Get into her heart?
In fact, she knew that what annoyed her was not this, but why she didn't dare to face him even though he could have many positions around him.
And now that he is with Ji Nanjue, he has no chance anymore.
It’s impossible to fall in love with a man together with your disciple, right?
She had raised hopes, but they were ruthlessly crushed by him.
Su Bei pulled her to sit down, looked at the woman in front of him, and said softly:
"Why are you so angry like a child?"
Yao Yan was startled for a moment, and suddenly a man who was several hundred years younger than him said that he was just like a child in such a tone. A strange feeling arose in his heart, but for some reason, he didn't feel disgusted.
Su Bei touched her weak and boneless palm and looked at her complicatedly.
He still doesn't know whether her complicated feelings for him stem from the intersection between the two in that illusion or the so-called Yue Lao's red thread.
Does Su Bei like her?
To be fair, there's no reason not to like it.
It's just that sometimes, the feelings can't be expressed. There are too many women around him, which is not fair to her. And she is a saint, how can she be embarrassed like a woman begging him?
?
He will not abandon other women because of the saint, just as he will not abandon other people for the saint at this moment...
"Actually, I have always liked the Saint. In Su's heart, she is noble and amazing. However, I know that you also have principles in your heart, so I can only suppress my feelings and escape...
"
"But I'm very selfish and can't give up this emotion."
"I can't accept that when I see you again, your eyes are cold and emotionless, and I can't accept that one day you will fall into the arms of another man."
"I do not deserve......"
"..."
boom--
In Su Bei's heart, the old red thread was broken.
There was a wry smile on his lips. Is the feeling that caused all this red thread finally coming to an end?
Perhaps this is the best destination between the two of them.
But after all, there is a feeling of loss.
He closed his eyes gently, but the image of her cold expression in his imagination did not appear.
Open your eyes.
Yao Yan's eyes were looking at him with tears in his eyes, and the little shirt was fluttering gently in the wind.
She stood up gently, looked at Su Bei, and then gently stretched out her palm.
The lines on the palms were clearly visible, and the fair, snow-white wrists were pointed at him:
"Elder Su, let's high-five."
Under Su Bei's doubtful gaze, Yao Yan said:
"If I really cut off the world of mortals, will you help me remember it when that day comes?"
"Help me find this emotion."
"..."
After hearing his true feelings, Yao Yan looked at him and seemed to have finally received a response.
Su Bei finally understood her intention. She still wanted to cut off this relationship to overcome the inner demon, but she didn't want to forget herself...
He was relieved.
The relief he felt at this moment was not due to the saint's actions, but because even though the red thread in his heart was broken, the woman in front of him still had no change in his feelings for him.
The relationship between the two may originate from that red thread, but it is not just that one red thread.
Subtly, it has been deeply engraved in my heart.
If that's the case, what can you do to escape?
Su Bei stretched out his palm and struck her, making a crisp sound. They looked at each other and smiled together.
Looking at her beautiful face, Su Bei's heartbeat moved, and then in her somewhat horrified gaze, he passed his hands over her cheeks and kissed her soft lips gently.
Yaoyan just opened his eyes for a moment, then closed them and immersed his whole mind in it.
At this moment, unlike the forced contact in the fantasy, she threw all her thoughts behind her.
What about Ji Nanjue?
So what if he is his disciple?
At this moment, there was only that kiss left in front of me, which was what I had always expected and hoped for.
The kiss reached the depths of love and she held him in her arms. Almost in an instant, the instinctive resistance of the two bodies was destroyed. Their hearts were trembling and speechless, and their hearts were filled with unspeakable feelings.
Perhaps she knew in her heart that it might just be her first and last indulgence.
Even if we make a high-five with him and swear an oath, will he really get back the trace of love that has been cut off from the world of mortals?
How could it be retrieved so easily?
The water is moist and silent, and the green grass has a light fragrance.
Su Bei held the fragrant softness in his arms until she was out of breath, and then he let her go.
"I will get you back."
"must."
Su Bei never let go of Yao Yan's body, still holding her slender waist.
Her plump and soft hills were pressed tightly against his chest, and he could clearly feel them... rising and falling with her breathing.
——This is a mature charm that he has never experienced before.
His eyes were very sincere, showing his sincerity towards her.
Their bodies fell to the ground of the bamboo pavilion. The water on the ground soaked their clothes, including the cigarette-stained linen pleated skirts and the knee-length white stockings.
Under the warmth of the sun, a flesh-colored crystal like jade shines through the white silk stockings.
This scene also happened in that illusion.
But, this is real.
The clothes of the two of them were in disorder, and their faces were pink and rosy, with red clouds on their faces.
I like to read novels, and I also like to read all kinds of love, hate and separation. A woman who attaches great importance to chastity willingly gave up her first kiss. Faced with this situation, if she can remain indifferent, she will really be a stone.
So heartbroken.
Yao Yan closed his eyes gently and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
He will find himself.
She was convinced of this.
Because he made a promise.
It's like making a promise to Wenren.
The avenue is ruthless and the fairy road is boundless. Someone will accompany me to enjoy this place together.
Maybe the immortal road will be bitterly cold, but the two of them hugged each other to keep warm.
"A kiss is a promise."
"..."
...
The ancient country of Dongfeng, Luodu.
After Liu Zizhan walked out of the theater, he silently looked at the crowded street.
In the Grain Rain season, there is drizzle and rustling, and the scenery of spring is late.
Grain Rain means that the grains are born from the rain. In the middle of March, it is said that the rain brings about a hundred grains that are pure, bright and clean.
He walked slowly towards the inn station of the Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom in the Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom. Although he disdained the so-called person in charge there, she was still his boss on the surface.
He pushed open the courtyard door and looked at the woman standing quietly in the courtyard.
There is a pool in the courtyard, where the gentle breeze blows and the greenery fills the area.
"Zizhan has met Miss Zijun."
"..."
Li Zijun bent slightly and pressed his fingers gently on his waist. His fingertips were small and stained with pink cardamom.
He turned back and glanced at Liu Zizhan, with a smile on his lips, like a warm spring breeze:
"I've met Uncle Zizhan."
The maid beside him glared at Liu Zizhan and snorted coldly.
Liu Zizhan naturally knew why the maid was acting like this, but he was too lazy to respond. He just said hello and prepared to return to his room.
"You...you met King Annan?"
Duo'er finally couldn't bear it anymore and hid her little feet, ready to fight against the injustice of her own lady.
"Why didn't you ask Miss Zijun for instructions!?"
"..."
Liu Zizhan raised his eyebrows and turned around, subconsciously thinking that this was Li Zijun's instigation.
Li Zijun patted Duo'er's little hand, stood up, and said softly:
"Uncle Zizhan, Duo'er is rude."
"Please don't take it to heart."
"..."
Duo'er glared at Liu Zizhan fiercely and sat there angrily.
Liu Zizhan didn't have any expression on his face, but he was secretly shocked.
Doesn’t this daughter of a Confucian sage have any emotions at all?
I have long heard that the daughter of a Confucian sage is extremely gentle and like everyone else. Is it because she has excellent Qi-nourishing skills, or is she simply not angry?
He dealt with it casually, then turned around and left.
"Miss, he obviously doesn't take you seriously..."
Li Zijun shook his head, straightened his skirt, touched her head, and said with a smile:
"Tomorrow it's time to discuss matters in front of the emperor."
"Don't think about it."
"..."
The next day, it rained heavily.
The tile eaves located in the inner court of Luodu were washed brightly by the rain, and Lin Jinyu looked at the rain curtain outside expressionlessly.
The information about the female officials around her had already been placed in front of her, and many of the whereabouts of the envoys sent by the Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom after they arrived in Luodu were clearly presented in front of her.
Regarding this almost blatant envoy, Lin Jinyu suppressed the anger in her heart deeply, and her right eyelid kept beating.
She was so out of touch when she first arrived. Did that confirm the guess in her mind?
But she didn't want to believe it no matter what, so she held it tightly with her jade hands.
It was precisely because of this fear that an out-of-control idea appeared in her mind.
Donghuang has never touched him for so many years, and he must leave an heir for Donghuang. At least there must be a successor to Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom.
A country cannot be without heirs.
As a result, her thoughts for so many years were fulfilled.
Secondly, it put an end to the thoughts of these vassal kings.
Not long after, a maid in green clothes came behind Lin Jinyu and said softly:
"Queen, it's almost time. It's time to go to the imperial court to discuss matters."
"..."
The imperial meeting is no better than the court meeting. Except for Queen Lin, according to the usual practice, only a few dozen people are eligible to participate. Among them are the three vassal kings, the principals of the four major families in Luodu, and
Sheriffs of various states.
Of course, this time also included the Southern Emperor’s envoys who visited Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom.
Half an hour later, in Luodu's Luoxue Palace, the crowd divided into two lines.
Li Zijun stepped forward followed by a group of envoys from the ancient Nanfeng Kingdom. Liu Zizhan followed behind her and looked at Lin Jinyu who was sitting high on the dragon chair.
As a eunuch rang the first bell, the head of the Mo family was the first to speak:
"Everyone is here, let's discuss things."
Li Zijun stepped forward, saluted Queen Lin, and said:
"The envoy of the Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom, Li Zijun, visited the Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom and met Queen Lin."
Lin Jinyu narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the woman in front of her.
It was not that she had never seen him before. She had seen this person before when she was in Jian Zong. However, her eyes did not stay too long on her body, but turned directly to the man behind her.
This person is the person in charge appointed by the Southern Emperor.
"Liu Zizhan, I have met Queen Lin."
Liu Zizhan was neither humble nor arrogant, he spoke loudly with a precise tone.
Lin Jinyu's face wrinkled slightly and she nodded indifferently.
The second yellow bell rings.
Mo Zhan took a deep breath and said slowly:
"This discussion is still about whether Huazhou in the upper reaches of the Cangjiang River should be returned to the ancient Nanfeng Kingdom."
"Thousands of years ago, the ancient country of Dongfeng fought against the wasteland outside the Cangjiang River. Then the ancient country of Nanfeng was willing to donate land to Huazhou to support the ancient country of Dongfeng in fighting against the wasteland. It has been a thousand years since then."
"Now the ancient country of Nanfeng wants the ancient country of Dongfeng to return to Huazhou."
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder suddenly sounded outside the palace, and the rain, which was already heavy, became more and more majestic.
There was silence in the hall for a moment. Liu Zichan took a step forward, passed Li Zijun and said:
"Huazhou has been borrowing from the ancient country of Dongfeng for thousands of years, and now that the opening ceremony of the Holy Land is coming to an end, the Prime Minister is discussing this matter."
"I wonder why you didn't meet with the Eastern Emperor when discussing such a major matter?"
"Can we understand that Donghuang doesn't care about the visit of Nanfeng Ancient Dog's envoys, and even deliberately humiliates him?"
"..."
As soon as the voice fell, the entire hall looked at each other in shock.
King Annan, standing on the right, lowered his eyes, put his hands in the sleeves of his robe, and waited for something silently.
Everyone has a bright mirror in their minds. The Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom's quick action this time was because they had spotted the gap where Donghuang disappeared.
Lin Jinyu had no expression on her face, her phoenix eyes slightly raised, looking at Liu Zizhan in the audience, and said quietly:
"Are you questioning the ancient country of Dongfeng?"
Liu Zizhan lowered his head, neither humble nor arrogant, and said:
"I don't dare! I also hope that Queen Lin will not easily destroy the friendly relations between the two countries."
"..."
This sentence instantly pushed the atmosphere above the hall into a strange situation.
King Fuzhong, who had been observing silently, came out of the queue and said calmly:
"The regulations written thousands of years ago clearly stated that they were gifts, not borrowings as Mr. said."
"..."
In fact, everyone has quite different guesses about this imperial meeting.
That was used by the Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom to test whether Donghuang was missing, and to take the opportunity to spread the word to the world.
If Donghuang really never appeared, then all this would be intriguing.
Liu Zizhan glanced at King Fuzhong and said:
"There was a law a thousand years ago."
"The premise of all these gifts is that the Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom can ensure that the people of Huazhou under its rule can live and work in peace and contentment. However, within the millennium under the direct jurisdiction of the Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom, Huazhou's banks burst seven times."
"Not to mention the people who drowned directly, those who were lucky enough to escape with their lives lost their fields and houses, their wives and children were separated, their families were broken up, and they ended up being homeless."
"Victims are everywhere now. If we leave things unchecked, even if no one takes the opportunity to cause trouble, trouble will happen sooner or later. Even if we don't rebel today, we won't rebel tomorrow, and we will rebel the day after tomorrow."
"Therefore, the ancient country of Nanfeng has the right to take back Huazhou."