The changing hands of the emperor of the wine doctor

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Sima Yunhai ran over nervously, hugged her gently in his arms, and called out distressedly: "Qingqian, why do you bother to make things difficult for yourself?"

Seeing Qingqian like this, he really felt distressed.Although she has Meng Zhishu, if Qingqian needs him, he will stay by her side regardless.Let all love die! He just wants to be with her now, forever.

Love is something that can be revived.Of course she will not let Yunhai be forever.Looking at the man in front of her, his nervous look warmed her heart.He smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, maybe persistence is everyone's weakness, even me is no exception."

Sima Yunhai helped Qingqian up, bent down to brush off the dust on her body, and then smiled dumbly: "In this world, not only love is persistent, but also family and friendship are also persistent. Qingqian, you have never I don't value these things. Why are you so reluctant to let go this time?"

☆、Chapter 5

Can't let go, everyone will have a time of attachment.Baili Qingqian also has an attachment in her heart, and her attachment has nothing to do with Liu Changge, Sima Yunhai, or herself.It's about the one person who meant so much to her that she lost ten years ago.

She is not the only one who is persistent, and it is not only persistence who can't let go?

She stayed in Tianyi Pavilion for seven days. During these seven days, she forgot to sleep and eat, just to draw a picture of the mountains and rivers.It is a pity that the territory of the Central Plains is too vast, and it took seven days to complete it, which is already the fastest.However, it only draws a rough outline, which belongs to the mountains and rivers in the north and south of the river, the rivers in all corners of the country, as well as countless islands and the divided territories of the southern and western regions.

Lying on the ground is a huge picture scroll, stretching out to a distance of ten feet.Liu Changge was so tired and exhausted that he finally collapsed on the ground after putting down the last stroke.

Feng Zhuyun quickly helped her up, and looked at her work with her.The majesty of this great river and mountain cannot be concealed in the thick ink. Under the blue sky and white clouds, among the green mountains and green waters, the buildings with a long history and the manors with a long history seem to completely whitewash the paleness and vicissitudes in the elegant depiction. .

"Uncle, can you tell me where Qingqian is?" Liu Changge suppressed his short panting, and asked while grabbing Feng Zhuyun's arm.I was afraid that if I let go, my uncle would regret it.Drawing this picture, she seemed to have exhausted all her life's energy, and she never wanted to draw again!

In fact, the wind chases the clouds, all it needs is Liu Changge's determination.It's better if you don't touch painting for the rest of your life.Because painting this thing means too much to some people.But he didn't want to disappoint Changge, so he pointed to the southern Xinjiang royal court and said, "Her goal will be here in the end."

"It's Southern Xinjiang again!" Liu Changge felt that she was wrong and made a big mistake.That is, after leaving the palace, they should not come to Tianyi Pavilion, but rush to the southern border at full speed.Maybe meeting Qingqian unexpectedly is better than being tormented by longing.

Peach blossoms fell on the snowy hair on his shoulders, and the pink color and the snow-white coolness complemented each other. Under the warm light, his smile was so holy.

Liu Changge was stunned suddenly, and murmured, "Uncle, I want to see my mother."

Feng Zhuyun agreed to Changge's request, but Xin'er didn't want to see Changge.Because Xin'er feels that in the past 20 years, she has never done her duty as a mother.In the realm of the world of mortals, she shamelessly entangled with three men, which almost caused the reign of war between the dynasty and the rivers and lakes.

Maybe at the beginning, her idea was wrong, and her decision was wrong.She should have stayed in Tianyi Pavilion to accompany her brother.She failed her brother's 20 years of waiting and infatuation, and also made the Liu brothers turn against each other.Changge can't get real fatherly love.All this is her fault.Until now, she still can't let go.

Plant a peach tree with your own hands, it is the only thing she can do in this peach blossom forest.His white hands were covered with mud, and his snow-white hair fell down like a waterfall.Falling into the billowing red dust.Perhaps fate did not allow her to live outside the world, and took her out of the darkness again.In fact, it's good to be alive, but I feel that I owe my brother.Also, her long song.

Looking at the mother's back from a distance, she is still so thin and fragile.Liu Changge was relieved, but she didn't dare to disturb her.In my heart, I am very envious of those peach blossom trees growing in my mother's hands, at least they can feel her warmth.

It's still the same bamboo forest, but at this moment, it seems that the drinker has changed.

In the hazy mist, a drop of crystal liquid broke through the maze, seemingly falling into the clouds, but it was not.The cloud suddenly melted away, and a mass of pitch-black liquid changed from it, blackening the pure white cloud.But there is no slight sense of disobedience, the ink is like silk, and the silk is like a thread.Connected with the setting sun in the sky.

The light of the setting sun is warm, and the warm light shines into a pair of eyes.So dark and indifferent.The peak of the eyebrow is unique, and the tip of the eyebrow is lightly raised.It was a natural charm.

Of course she knew the special features of her eyebrows, but she didn't want to indulge that charm.She likes elegant things, but God did not give her an elegant face. When she smiles, she can be enchanting, charming, sinister, or coquettish.But it can't be Qingli.

A sad sigh, like the whisper of a fairy, came from the horizon.But she is in the world of mortals.

A moment ago, her figure disappeared, but she actually flew into the clouds and soared in the clouds.And at this moment, she is still sitting here.The simple and elegant light gray clothes fluttered in the wind, just like her unfettered forged hair, rhythmically rhythmic.

She stretched out her bare hands lightly, a dark arc slid across the air, and the huge writing brush was quietly hung on the pen stand.Looking up at the clouds, it is a beautiful landscape painting set off by the setting sun.The ink silk is lingering, like a curtain like a waterfall.The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the wind and rain are towering.Precipitous cliffs, fairy birds and cranes.Her world is beautiful.However, this is only what she drew.

The world she had imagined, the state in her heart, did not exist at all.

The sky light shadowed her lonely face, the white clouds remained the same, and the painting was gone.Only the glass of wine in her hand can let her reminisce about the past to her heart's content.

In her mind, it flashed back to the appearance when Qingqian was chasing her a few days ago.There is nostalgia and reluctance in her sad eyes all the time.Qingqian, I can't see you.Ten years ago, I already left you, how can I have the face to see you now.

But don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation of what happened ten years ago.I want the final result to be presented in front of you, and I want you to discern whether it is my fault or his fault! Because this is what we owe you.

Although Baili Qingqian got rid of the idea of ​​being drunk and dreaming of death, Sima Yunhai was still very worried.Wishing to follow Qingqian all the time.Qingqian once thought that Yunhai would follow her when she went to the latrine.

She didn't have the leisure and elegance to verify this, and of course she wouldn't when she had the leisure and elegance.Because she's not that boring! Even if she's really bored, she just wants to drink and nothing else. Blowing the breeze and drinking the dirty wine, I couldn't help asking: "This wine doesn't taste as bad as it did that day. Where did you get the wine?"

Sima Yunhai took a mouthful of the cold dish, smiled mysteriously and said, "Smile for me, and I'll tell you."

Baili Qingqian stared at him without blinking.

Sima Yunhai was made uncomfortable by her eyes, and confessed with a sly smile: "What you are drinking now is the royal wine from the southern Xinjiang palace. Only the southern Xinjiang royal family can enjoy fine wine. How about it, how do I treat you? "

"You went to the palace!" Baili Qingqian raised her eyebrows slightly, then closed her eyes suddenly.Southern Border Palace, I'm afraid it's a word she never wants to hear.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that Sima Yunhai's face was very close to her.She pushed him away, and asked in a leisurely and elegant manner, "I'm curious, why your wife allowed you to leave the villa for so long."

"My wife?" Sima Yunhai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shrugged his shoulders: "I am not married, and I have no concubines, how can I have a wife?"

Baili Qingqian nodded solemnly: "I didn't get married, I didn't take a concubine, but I bought the cave ahead of time."