bright moon goes west

Heng'e returned to the inner room, and Fei Qiong presented the list of items that had been sorted out. She flipped through it casually, then closed the booklet and threw it aside. "I remember I still have a few properties in Beiping."

Feiqiong heard the sound and knew Ya, and immediately reported to Heng'e in detail the location and advantages and disadvantages of these industries.

Heng'e crossed a four-entry courtyard house on Changqing Road adjacent to the Marshal's Mansion, but chose a garden house on Chunxi Road, and ordered Fei Qiong to arrange for someone to clean it as soon as possible, then waved away the maid who was serving, and was alone Went to the study.

Pushing open the door of the study, the windows in the room were bright and clean. Even though she hadn't stepped in for many days, she could tell that the girls cleaned it carefully every day.

Heng'e stopped in the center of the room for a while, and glanced at every decoration in the room with longing eyes: a Jiaoweiqin hanging on the wall, a golden nanmu couch, and a glass kang painted with the pattern of "Empty Valley and Orchid" On the table is a Xiangfei bamboo chessboard rimmed with white copper, on the red sandalwood desk is an ivory pen holder with "happy brow tip", ivory-carved gourd-shaped pen lick, white jade carved pine and cypress pen holder, celadon rabbit-shaped water bowl, red landscape painting Character printing box, bas-relief garden lady pattern white jade paperweight, Yue kiln secret color porcelain water lily pot fired in the late Tang Dynasty, a few anchovy goldfish are bubbling leisurely, every object here is hers Favorite thing.

Heng'e walked slowly over the desk, poured out a key from the azure-glazed and thin-bodied Ru kiln plum vase on the desk, and opened the drawer she hadn't opened for a long time...

Lying quietly in the drawer is a copy of "Drinking Water Ci", the book is very new, not old.The handwriting on the light blue book cover is clear and thin, with the words "Drinking Water Ci" written on it.Flipping your fingers down, on the title page is a picture of a girl sitting quietly under the shade of willows, with black eyebrows and smoky lips, red lips, wearing a blue double cardigan shirt with lotus pattern, twelve tattered golden skirt, fragrant mist Yun Huan, with a butterfly love flower slanted in her hair, her pair of lacquered eyes are like spring water and autumn waves, as if she has endless thoughts.

The inscription reads "If it is like the end of the moon, it will be bright and clean, and the ice and snow will be warm." This poem is excerpted from the original work.

Heng'e flipped down carefully. The owner of the book is proficient in seal script, clerical script, Wei stele, regular script and other calligraphy. The breath is ancient; the strokes of the Wei stele are rigorous, simple, thick and flexible; the regular script is dignified and majestic, and the momentum is open.Each que is carefully accompanied by an exquisite illustration by the owner. The girl in the painting has a stunning face and a high temperament, sitting or lying down, frowning, or smiling, bright and charming, lively and agile, as if she is about to take off out of paper.Nalan Xingde's "Drinking Water Poetry" is lingering and clear, which is the best in contemporary times. The master who carefully compiled this Ci is also excellent in calligraphy and painting, and it is worthy of the famous work.The pen and ink reveals the master's painstaking efforts everywhere.

Heng'e's slender fingers caressed every word on the page, and a tear quietly fell on the snow-white paper, smearing a circle of light ink.

When is this hatred?Dripping empty steps, cold and rainy breaks, and the weather for burying flowers.For three years, the soul has been dreaming, and it is a dream that should be awakened after a long time.The material also feels that the world is tasteless.It's not as good as the night, the platform is separated by dust, deserted, and a place of sorrow.Chai tin made an appointment, but abandoned it.

If there are Pisces in Chongquan.I want to know him, who has been suffering and happy in the past years, and who he leans on.I turned around from midnight to night, and listened to Xiangxian's heavy reasoning.To be married, he knows already.I'm also afraid that both of them will die, and if they are destined to die again, the moon will be left in zero wind.The tears are gone, and the paper is ashes.

Heng'e burst into tears, she quickly closed the pages of the book, and threw the collection of words into the drawer as if she had burned her hands.

A heart is like frying...

Heng'e collapsed on the chair, crying uncontrollably.

She once shed all her heart's blood for that person, the husband and wife broke up, and the kinship became frozen. On weekdays, she dared not think about it.

But today, looking back at the pen and ink he left behind, remembering the vow she had made to that person never to keep her promise, now it was like a slap in the face heavily on her face, which made her lose her mind.

It is difficult to repay parents' kindness, and it is difficult to repay parents' kindness.

The Cui family's flowers are blooming brocade, and the fire is cooking oil. One day, they will be romantically dispersed in this troubled world.The warlords headed by the Chens and his sons controlled most of the land of China, with military power in their hands and great power.

As she grew up day by day, she was offered up for sale by the Cui family, and no one mentioned the old marriage contract.She buried a heart for the Cui family, broke the covenant, put on a wedding dress, and entered the Chen family ever since.

There have been days of joy, as long as she hides her heart well, and laughs coquettishly, it's not too difficult. After all, the Cui family taught her the most, that is, not showing emotions and anger, and living according to the rules of everyone's lady. Become a puppet without a soul.

Chen Xi treats her well, she can see the sincere admiration and joy in his eyes, but so what, there are as many men who adore and delight the pearl of the Cui family, but she, Cui Heng'e, has only one sincerity, Her heart is too small to accommodate so many people.

She just didn't expect that it was her indifferent and cold demeanor that would bring death to her sweetheart.

Heng'e and her aunt's cousin, Zeng Moyan, have been engaged since childhood and are childhood sweethearts.The Zeng family in Lincheng is close to the Cui family, and she and her cousin are even closer. The elders of the family have never forbidden her to communicate with each other.

Later, the Zeng family in Lincheng was destroyed by bandits, and only her cousin escaped her life. She grew up day by day, and gradually revealed an extraordinary appearance. The elder brother is separated day by day, although she is worried about it day and night, but there is no other way.Cai Dapao, the bandit leader who killed Zeng's family, offered a reward of [-] yuan for her cousin's head. She was afraid that the Cui family would no longer protect her cousin. Although she cried and wet her pillow every night, she had to put on a smiling face in front of others during the day .

It's not that the young marshal Chen Xi didn't know the previous situation, but he used his power to force him to marry him. If so, how could he expect her to show her sincerity.

Cui Heng'e can give her the days of respecting each other like a guest, but her love, from the beginning to the end, will only be left to that one person.

The winter of the year before last was especially cold. Chen Xi hadn't returned for two months, and Heng'e couldn't stand him pestering him every night every time he came back. She was even more happy alone, asking the little maids to serve tea and snacks, and a few big girls Do needlework on the big kang near the window.

Adjutant Tang broke into the flower hall suddenly, saying that the young marshal ordered the young lady to go to Ganlu Temple as soon as possible.

Under Tang Jian's constant urging, Heng'e finished dressing in a hurry, and before she had time to think about why Chen Xi came back but didn't return home, she rushed all the way to the back mountain of Ganlu Temple under Tang Jian's half-hostage.

It was stormy and snowy outside, but the car was driving like flying all the way.Inside the car, Heng'e's heart went up and down, and it never fell to the ground.

When she arrived at Ganlu Temple, she got out of the car and stepped on the thick snow with the soft-soled embroidered shoes she hadn't had time to change. The coldness made her feet numb and unconscious.

Heng'e followed Tang Jian to the Meilin in the back mountain with a heart full of ups and downs, and saw Chen Xi leading a group of soldiers with live ammunition in the snow all over the sky. Dozens of guns pointed at: Zeng Mo Yan Yi was dressed in a green shirt, his face was bruised and bruised, but the gentleness between his brows and eyes was as moist as jade.That is Xiao Shuxuan, a man as bright as the sun and the moon. Even though he is weak, he is still fearless and as proud as a bamboo shoot in the face of a dark muzzle.

cousin!Heng'e yelled, Tian Nuo's voice was shrill, she broke away from the girls who were following her, and was about to rush at Zeng Moyan while running, but was raped by Chen Xi with a gloomy face He hugged her waist tightly and locked her tightly in his arms.

Heng'e struggled violently in Chen Xi's arms, but the arms holding her body were like iron tongs.When she turned her head, the end of her charming and seductive eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, and her bright eyes, which were as gentle as the spring rain in March, were full of hatred.let me go!Chen Xi, let me go?Heng'e hissed and shouted!

The voice changed its tone, like a wounded lioness, full of pain.

Zeng Moyan felt a pain in his heart, knowing that he shouldn't speak, but couldn't help but comfort him: Cousin, don't be afraid, I'm fine.Pointing the gun, Zeng Moyan's voice was still his usual gentle and gentle, his lowered eyes were full of worry, but he never dared to look at Heng'e.

He cast his firm eyes on Chen Xi, and his words carried the sound of gold and stone: "Young Marshal, although my cousin and I had a marriage contract, it was only in love and polite, and there was nothing beyond the rules. Cousin married you for a reason." Wife, let her past be gone, and she abides by women's morality in every word and deed, and the two of us have never invited him in private. Young commander, I don't know where those pretentious rumors come from, but I ask the young commander to be aware of the details and return my cousin's innocence. If the young marshal doesn't believe it, Zeng silently said that he is willing to swear a heavy oath. If I have a false statement, the sky will hate it, the earth will hate it, and both men and gods will reject it!

He spoke loudly, his eyes were bright and clear, and he never glanced at Heng'e from the beginning to the end.

What Chen Xi wanted Heng'e to see was Zeng Moyan begging for mercy at gunpoint and being in a mess, but unfortunately things backfired.The more Zeng Moyan behaved, the more Chen Xi hated him, wishing to tear the man in front of him who occupied his wife's whole heart into pieces.

"Let's leave the dust behind"!Chen Xi sneered, not wanting to listen to Zeng Moyan's explanation at all, he ordered coldly, "Shoot!"

"No!" With a "bang-" gunshot, accompanied by a mournful cry, Zeng Moyan fell to the ground.

Heng Emu stared at all this in a daze, there was a buzzing tinnitus, all the voices had left her, Chen Xi opened and closed her mouth, and she didn't know what was whispering in her ear, she couldn't hear it all, Her eyes were blurred, but the pool of red was so clear, clear and dazzling, in the white snow, the red plum blossoms bloomed against the snow, so enchanting and beautiful.

Cui Heng'e's face was full of tears, and the wind blew on her face with dull pain, which made her numb from the pain.She looked at the man who fell on the ground with sad eyes, and her heart and soul flew away.

The gunshot wound on his chest made Zeng Moyan in a trance, but looking at Heng'e who was so sad, a gleam of water flashed across his eyes, and the heartache was hundreds of times more painful than the gunshot wound.He turned his head in the direction of Heng'e, held the corners of his lips with great effort, and tried to squeeze out a gentle smile. Only when he was dying, did he dare to cast his affectionate eyes on the heart of the person he was thinking about day and night On the surface, there is no need to hide her emotions, and no need to worry about casting a shadow over her marriage.His eyes were so lingering, his voice was so gentle, he said, Ah Heng, don't be afraid, don't cry, don't be sad for me.You have to be good, take care of yourself...

Zeng Moyan didn't dare to open his mouth to pray for the afterlife, as long as Heng'e is successful, safe and happy in this life, he is willing to spend ten lifetimes of loneliness in exchange for her forgetting him, and in exchange for her to live happily and happily.

"Hang, don't hate the young marshal, it's me, I'm the one to blame." Zeng Moyan said this with difficulty, and finally glanced at Heng'e, with unspeakable nostalgia in his slack eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes. binocular.His life, following the overthrow of the Zeng family in Lincheng, began to undergo earth-shaking changes. The only color left in his gloomy, black and white life was Heng'e, who was the only ray of light in his endless dark world. , is the reason why his heart beats for it. As long as he can look at her from a distance and hear her news, his heart will already feel joy and happiness.Ah Heng, you have to be good... I once said silently that I don't believe in Buddhism, but when my consciousness collapsed, I prayed to the gods and Buddhas of the heavens.

If it seems that the moon is finally bright and clean, the ice and snow will be hot.