Bancheng Fengyue

Shaoyi couldn't help but look at her a few more times, her eyes were full of sharp repulsion, and she didn't avoid looking at him. In front of him, she always hid her eyes very deeply, and it was the first time she showed such direct eyes. (Marrying a Concubine: Thirty-Six Strategies for Taming a Husband)

Instead, he laughed even deeper: "It's true, Junior Brother Fu Cang went down to the realm for you, and you helped him get married, but the heartache relapsed and almost died. We are indeed different in this regard. I don't have as many worries as you do."

Meteor, never thought that one day this word would be applied to him.

Xuan Yi let out a sigh of relief, let go of his sleeves, and said in a calm voice, "Go first, thank you for saving me today."

Shaoyi will be smoothed by her wrinkled sleeves: "I never accept verbal thanks, how about kissing me again?"

Xuan Yi said lightly: "My life is in your hands, is there any greater gratitude than this?"

Shaoyi tilted his head and thought for a while, then laughed: "You have nothing to say to me again, oh, you little loach."

He picked up the paper umbrella and slowly closed it. At this time, the wind and snow had stopped, the silvery moon in the sky became extremely pale, and the morning light was faintly blue. He stood up and looked at it for a while, and said with his hands behind his back: "I have already resigned from school, and we may not see each other for a long time. Remember to save your life and come out again." Once such a situation affected me, I can only take my heart feather back and die with you."

After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked at Xuan Yi again, she had just recovered from a serious injury, and her complexion was infinitely paler than usual.

Shaoyi's eyes flickered, and he said lightly: "But all the gods who have gone to the lower realm but have karma, nine out of ten will let go of the past when they return to the upper realm. Infatuation is the most useless thing in the world. It hurts others and yourself, you, earlier Go back."

He rose against the wind, his long sleeves fluttered like wings, and he was invisible in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Yi leaned against the stone tablet, silently looking at the morning mist in the imperial mausoleum, and for some reason, she became calm and relaxed. Those noisy winds that had haunted her for a long time, because of this cruelty, she bravely faced it and disappeared. without a trace. ()

She is different from A Niang, she is Zhuyin.

It is really time to go back, she will not see Fu Cang again, of course, maybe he will not want to see her either.

Their time is too long, so long that there are too many variables, all the harm she gave him has now been returned, so let's stop here. No one knows what will happen in the future, but at least she has had a truly pleasing love, and in this turbid and dreamlike lower realm, these are enough.

Xuan Yi opened the sleeves, Zhuyin's wounds healed slowly, and the marks on his arms were still there, bruised and purple. Fortunately, her arms didn't have dragon scales, otherwise he would have smashed his mouth and teeth.

She lowered her head and kissed that mark, the boy she loved let him sleep peacefully in the tomb like this, she didn't think about the other him who is a god, if she didn't think about it, she would feel better.

*

When returning to Zhongshan, Xuan Yi felt for the first time a feeling of peace of mind that a tired bird was returning to its nest. After all, this is still her home.

She was very tired, her heart had just healed, it took her a long time to fly back, she couldn't even lift her head at the moment, she could only sit on the bluestone at the mountain gate to breathe.

She guessed that what Shaoyi sprayed into her mouth was something that inspired the power of the Phoenix Heart Feather. The Qingyang clan has always come up with mysterious and weird methods one after another, which can be called the best in the God Realm. But presumably in order to restrain Zhuyin, he would not heal the heartache completely, the power of regeneration is really not enough, when Qi Nan hurried over, she was so tired that she almost fell asleep.

"Why did the princess come back so late? I almost went to the lower realm to pick you up!" Qi Nan was startled again, chattering, "Did the princess encounter any powerful demon clan in the lower realm? Why is the princess so pale? Princess ?Princess?!"

Unless the Wujiang Fairy lost his mind and went crazy, which monster clan would be willing to provoke the Zhuyin clan for no reason? Xuan Yi was so noisy that his head was going to explode, he raised a finger, and said seriously: "Call the servant of God, lift the rattan bed..."

Before she could say a word, she suddenly felt dizzy and fell limply. ()

It seemed that he hadn't slept for a long, long time. He was extremely tired and had no strength at all. He could only let his body sink into the thick darkness, sinking bit by bit. She is not unfamiliar with this feeling, as if she had it before, but she just can't remember it. This darkness made her feel at ease and comfortable. She didn't know how long she had been sinking in it, but one day she seemed to have bottomed out, her body trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes.

It was also a thick darkness, only a little candle flickered in the distance, Xuan Yi blinked sleepily, it was the candle in his father's palm, it was much brighter than earlier years, it seems that his injury was real There is improvement.

The candle quickly approached her, followed by Emperor Zhongshan's slightly excited voice: "Ah Yi, you woke up, how do you feel?"

Xuan Yi stroked his messy hair, and was surprised to find that they had grown a lot, so he couldn't help muttering: "I...of course I'm fine."

She was just tired and took a nap, why did she sleep in the Hall of Eternal Life? What's with the hair?

"You have been sleeping for two hundred years, but is there any discomfort? Chest tightness?"

Emperor Zhong Shan looked at her carefully, his eyes implied worry. When she was injured when she was young, she slept like this for a hundred years. She never thought that her heart would break apart after so many years.

Two hundred years? ! She was startled, and subconsciously pressed towards her heart, but she didn't feel any discomfort anymore, it was as good as usual.

This action caused a trace of anger to flash across Emperor Zhong Shan's face: "How dare Qi Nan ask you to settle the fate for that Huaxu family! It's simply absurd! When did Zhu Yin's kindness come to resolve the fate for others?! Or else I won't let you relapse from your childhood wounds..."

He stopped abruptly, consciously slipping his tongue, his face cloudy and uncertain.

Xuan Yi sighed, sat up straight on the bed, and said, "Father, my heart was injured when I was young, how did it get better later?"

Emperor Zhongshan's face was gloomy: "Qin Nan told you? He's getting bolder!"

"I remembered some fragments myself. ( Xuan Yi looked at him, "Please ask father to clarify. "

Emperor Zhongshan's gloomy complexion gradually turned sad and remorseful, and he sighed: "Since you have forgotten, why should you remember? Your heart was pierced by a ten-thousand-year fire rock needle, and your life is hanging by a thread. It is useless even if you go to heaven and earth. That day you were so refreshed that you insisted on asking Qingyan to take you to Cuihe. I didn’t agree, but he secretly carried you there afterward. When you came back that night, you were seriously injured and began to recover. After sleeping for a hundred years, you completely recovered. Heal, this... this must be A Cui's divine sense... protecting you..."

When he said this, tears were already shining, and he couldn't speak anymore.

No wonder he and Qi Nan didn't know about Fenghuang Xinyu, it seemed that Qingyan deliberately kept it a secret.

Xuan Yi paused for a while, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "I heard that the Phoenix Heart Feather can heal all things, did father seek help from the Qingyang clan that day?"

Emperor Zhongshan said: "Naturally, I have searched for it, but Qingyang Clan's Qiongsang City is extremely mysterious. There is often no outsider for tens of thousands of years, and no one knows where it falls on the nine heavens. Qi Nan searched for a long time and found nothing. Found it, and then your injury improved, so that's all."

He didn't want to talk to her about these sad past events, so he removed the darkness of the candles and summoned a fairy to deliver meals. He saw Xuan Yi drink two bowls of porridge with his own eyes, and saw her rosy complexion, so he ordered the servant to send her back on a rattan bed Purple House.

Xuan Yi saw the whole Zhongshan Mountain surrounded by clouds and mist on the rattan bed, which was very different from the past, and couldn't help wondering: "Father hid Zhongshan behind the barrier?"

The maidservant stood up and said respectfully: "If you go back to the princess, the emperor is very worried because the princess is still asleep, so he released a barrier to block Zhongshan and prevent any outsiders from disturbing him."

Foreigner? When did Zhong Shan have a foreigner? Xuan Yi shook his head, and asked again: "Where's Qi Nan?"

"Returning to the princess, the emperor will punish the Qi Nan priest to stay in Longmian Valley for an hour every day before he can come out. When the princess wakes up, he will not be punished."

Why do you always send Qi Nan to Longmian Valley?

"Let him come to Zifu, just say that I want to see him."

Unexpectedly, after sleeping for two hundred years, the ice and snow in the purple mansion have long since melted, and the spring is beautiful, and the mulberry, red and green leaves of the emperor are making clear rustling sounds.

Xuan Yi went under the tree and looked up for a moment, then turned around and entered the bedroom, looked around, and suddenly saw a small wooden box next to the bed, which was not there before.

She opened the wooden box and couldn't help being stunned. Inside was a snow-colored coat, which was the clothes of Fu Cang that she asked Qin Nan to ask Qingdi at that time, unexpectedly he didn't send it back, but left it here for her. Under the coat is a piece of white paper with words written on it, surrounded by the fresh air of the divine world, the white paper is brand new, and the two characters "Dragon" on it are dripping with ink, as if it was just written on it.

She watched quietly for a while, then suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind her, Qi Nan rushed in staggeringly, tearing up when he saw her, he hugged her tightly regardless of the etiquette.

"It's a good thing you're awake!" Qi Nan choked up, "I can't stand being scared by you anymore with my old bones!"

Xuan Yi smiled slightly: "Why are you crying? I'm fine. I've slept for two hundred years. You can see that the scales on my neck are almost fully grown."

She pulled him to sit on the chair, bent over and wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and said: "Tell me something new in the past two hundred years, don't keep crying, put away your tears."

Qi Nan held her hand and cried for a long time before he calmed down: "It's nothing else, Dijun's injury is getting better and better, and there is...Princess, Dijun passed the letter of resignation to Dijun Bai Ze for you, Emperor Bai Ze..."

"agreed?"

Qi Nan was silent for a moment: "Emperor Bai Ze didn't agree, he just said that the princess can stay at home as long as she likes, but she can't learn Ci. For the past two hundred years, he sent a booklet every year for the princess to read at home."

He pointed to an extra wooden box under the bookshelf.

Xuan Yi was not surprised: "Oh, he is reluctant to part with the dragon scale."

Qi Nan was silent for a while, secretly looked at her face, and tentatively said: "There is also God Fucang..."

Seeing her calm expression, he calmed down a little, and continued: "Shenjun Fucang's spirituality has greatly increased after he got married. One hundred and fifty years ago, he began to dream for thousands of years. Princess...you can rest assured."

Xuan Yi smiled, and didn't talk about this topic: "I think I can learn some magic skills from my father, what do you think, Qi Nan?"

Qi Nanda was stunned, the princess has been sleeping for two hundred years to wake up her mind? Finally got to learn something?

"You also need to learn **** and kicking." He immediately put forward higher demands on her, "How can there be Zhuyin who can't fist and kick!"

Xuan Yi frowned and thought for a while, thinking about the reckless man who beat and kicked the gods like sacks with punches and kicks. He felt that it was really unacceptable. How can he wear this dozen of beautiful clothes? The gold ring on her head might fall off if she shakes it, and she has to wear soft boots, she hates soft boots the most.

"...Let's talk about it." She was perfunctory~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qi Nan sighed, basically her tone said "impossible to learn", he asked: "Princess, you... go back to Mingxing Hall to attend the lecture Is it?"

Xuan Yi shook his head slowly but resolutely: "I won't go, just stay at home and read the brochure."

After Qi Nan left, she shook off Fu Cang's coat, held it in her hand and looked at it for a long time, then pinched a sleeve, as if she was used to it, and wanted to pick the moire pattern on it.

But in the end she didn't pick it out, just folded it neatly, put it together with the paper into the small wooden box, and put it in the innermost drawer.

Xuan Yi took out a booklet sent by Emperor Bai Ze, and opened it carefully.

Starting today, she wants to be a diligent princess who reads books and studies the law every day. This idea is really not bad.

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