The light golden setting sun flows like water from the sparse willow branches, casting fragmented light and shadow on the bluestone ground by the lake.
The master's eyebrows and eyes turned into slender willows with a smile, "Your Majesty, the 'ancestor' is indeed a deceased person."
Yi'er held her chubby cheeks and wondered: "The emperor's grandfather and mother's concubine have become dead since then. They have never spoken again. I guess the 'ancestors' can't speak, so... how do people over there know about grandpa?"
Have you sworn an oath?"
"Xiao Si'er..." Master looked at Yi'er with eyes as distant as the blue sky, and there was a trace of sadness in his plain voice, "This is really Xiao Si'er's child..."
The wind blew silently, blowing the willow branches across the lake little by little, stirring up the scattered gold all over the lake.
Senior Brother Xiaobai had a smile on his face, but the deep sadness in his smile was like a lotus petal wetted by rain, so heavy that he couldn't lift it up, "Master, Brother Huang... Brother Huang has been teaching under Master's knees for seven years.
Master, for the sake of...the emperor..."
Circles and circles of fine ripples slowly rippled on the golden lake, seeming to hit my heart directly, shaking the lake in my heart.
The master flicked his broad sleeves in the wind and said decisively: "No need to say anything more on the eleventh day!"
He knelt down on the ground as a courtesy and said mournfully: "Disciple, I beg you, Master!"
The master stood up slowly, "Eleven, you tricked me into going down the mountain. My anger has not yet dissipated. If you want to kneel down, then kneel down!"
I said sadly: "Master!"
Under the twilight of the slanting sun, a smile flashed across the master's eyes, "Twelve, the water chestnut powder cake you made was very thoughtful of me. It happens that there is nothing to do here, so you can go to the kitchen and make a plate of cake!"
[The lady is coming]
As night fell, God stirred up the clouds and caused rain. There was a cool air of grass and trees lingering in the soft rain. Alas, I sighed quietly, held an umbrella, and hurried to the lakeside.
In the silver rain curtain, he was still kneeling under the weeping willow, wearing a white robe that fluttered like a white bird with wet wings, its wings hanging heavily.
"Uncle Emperor!" A bright yellow shadow suddenly crashed into his arms.
How strong can this little Yi'er be?
His slender body was like a white flower on the edge of a cliff, teetering on the edge of falling into the abyss.
My heart tightened, and I pinched off a cool willow leaf and crushed it into my palms, leaving green juice all over my hands.
Master's graceful appearance stands amid the wind and rain, with the broad sleeves of his robe fluttering slightly, matching the clear blue sky.
"Disciple, please ask Master again!" His forehead touched the ground, and drops of rainwater fell from his jet-black hair, like willow branches falling into the middle of the lake.
"Alas -" The thin raindrops caught the master's long sigh and fell heavily, "Eleven, can't you hold on anymore?"
He slowly raised his head, a smile on his lips as ethereal as smoke, "If the master doesn't allow it, the disciple can't afford it!"
The master's voice was as gentle as the warm breeze in early summer: "You kid are still so stubborn..."
As he said that, the master lowered himself and gently pulled him, and he lay weakly on the master's shoulder.
"Back then, my master also carried Xiao Si'er on his back like this..." The storm got worse, the master carried him on his back, and Yi'er held on to the master's broad sleeves, and the three of them walked steadily in the rain.
The rain raised a thin mist, which obscured the figure, but could not blur the blood and deep feelings.
[The lady is coming]
The meager sunlight was as clear as gold, and the moist, fresh fragrance of the grass and trees lingered around. It was a bright and sunny day!
The battle situation in the southwest reported by Zhao Wufu added a touch of gloom in the blue sky: "Your Highness, the southwest rebels have conquered ten cities and are now besieging Jiuhan Pass. If Jiuhan Pass falls into the hands of the rebels, the rebels will
You can drive straight in and go straight to the capital..."
