first beauty

Outside a large field of buckwheat flowers in full bloom, an old woman with a vicissitudes of life was sitting on the stone steps at the door, looking at her little grandson who was squatting on the ground in front of her and staring at her with a soft smile on her face, His eyes gradually turned to the large field of buckwheat flowers blooming brilliantly in the sun.

That flower field is like a layer of snow on the green vitality.

The little grandson raised his head and shook his grandmother's leg: "Grandma, grandma, I finished telling another story yesterday. Are you going to tell a new story today?"

Hearing this, the old woman's eyes became hazy and distant: "Yes, I'm going to tell you a new story today."

"That was a story from a long, long time ago..."

Once upon a time, there was a young aristocrat at the age of seventeen or eighteen. He was a passionate young man, dreaming of wine, and determined to find the most beautiful woman in the world.So he was dressed in white, one person and one horse, and ran straight to the south of the Yangtze River.

I don't know how many roads I have walked, and I don't know how many rivers and lakes I have experienced. On a gloomy afternoon, he led the horse to a teahouse in the wilderness of the south of the Yangtze River, where he met the dream of his life.

There is a large lake in the wild, and the teahouse is built by the lake. A man is leaning on the railing outside the teahouse. The man is wearing a red dress that is as red as blood. It was wide open, exposing the delicate collarbone and a large white chest. A sword was resting on the waist, and the blood-red belt around the waist stretched to the ground. , the leaked wine flowed down the Adam's apple along the jaw, and splashed a little on the collarbone.

The young man followed his gaze and looked up, the face above the collarbone could be called stunning.

At that moment, there was no need to compare or select any more, he knew that he had found the most beautiful woman in the world.

After that, the young man settled down here, made friends with the red cup wine, got up and down together, the two toasted and talked together, rode together and traveled together, but after a few months, the two became very congenial in temperament, almost Without talking, he can be called a confidant.

I don't know which time it was after being slightly drunk, or who broke the boundary between each other first, who kissed who first, who poked into whose skirt first, and it was all over the place. out of hand.The two of them rolled into the bed curtains, and their necks were lingering, the two were in love, there was affection between their eyebrows and eyes, and their brothers and feet were intertwined, and their relationship suddenly changed overnight.

When the love was strong, the young man put the red clothes into the tent, playfully stripped off the gauze clothes of the other party, and said with a smile that we used to have sex in the dark, this time we must have a clear look at the beauty's body .But he didn't want to, after taking off the red clothes in a fuss, he stroked along the smooth shoulders that fascinated him so much, but he clearly saw the mottled, interlaced and deep scars on the back of the red clothes.

It's not that he didn't feel the bumps on his back when he had sex with Yanhao before, nor did he never ask about it, but when the love was strong in bed, his brain turned a lot slower, and he was fooled by the red clothes' few words.He never thought that the injury on the back of the red dress would be so tragic. Just looking at the injury on his body, he could guess what a terrible past was hidden behind it.

He deeply hugged the naked beauty in front of him, and tightly locked him in his arms, as if he wanted to melt him into his own flesh and blood, but he didn't say a word.

He only knew that Hongyi was from the Jianghu, a wanton knight wielding a sword and singing, but he didn't know how many people he had met and experienced in this Jianghu for many years.He comes from a noble family, has a wide range of friends, and is even more outstanding personally. He is the most outstanding junior in the family, but he cannot turn back time.That was the past that he couldn't touch, and no matter how much he stretched out his hand, he couldn't touch the past where Hongyi had been hurt.

He didn't ask, and didn't dare to ask.

He could only use a sobbing tone, just like in the past when the love was strong, whispering the other party's name word by word, heartache: "Yilan... Yilan..."

Hongyi quietly let him hug him so tightly, even though his breastbone was aching from being strangled, she never made a sound.After a while, he stretched out his hand from the other party's arms, and patted the other party's back gently, with a quiet and gentle voice: "Okay, okay, it's all in the past, it's all in the past ..."

After that, the boy became more and more obsessed with Hongyi, and refused to leave his side almost every day, and Hongyi didn't refuse, allowing him to be close and loving, and pampering him even more.

Later, the two of them traveled side by side across the great river north and south, went far away to the windy and sandy desert, visited the ancient country of Loulan, climbed countless famous mountains and great rivers, and enjoyed countless scenery. I bought a set of other courtyard, and the two lived together in the other courtyard for two years, facing each other day by day, cloudy and rainy in Wushan, lingering sideways on the bed, enjoying the shade under the moonlight and making love.

But I don't want the love to fade in the depths.

Hongyi had already guessed that a child of a family like a young man, a proud son of the emperor, had never seen such a stunning beauty. Although he was obsessed with his face and body, but after playing with it for a long time, sooner or later he would get tired of it.

But he never thought that this day would come so soon.

They had only known each other for three years.

The young man gradually became less obsessed with him as before, and gradually began to go out frequently and communicate with the outside world. He didn't know what he was planning, and he never explained it to him in detail. He only told him that he would tell his family Communicate, obtain the family's consent, and welcome him back to their Jiang family's door openly, as his only companion for life.

The words of love were so sweet that he almost believed them at that time.

But then the boy's complexion gradually became very ugly, he became gloomy day after day, his mood was very irritable, and he gradually became indifferent to him, not at all like when he was hugging him in his arms when the love was strong. What you have promised to him, you will obey him in everything in this life, and you will never violate it.

That day, the sky was about to rain, and the red clothes stood in front of the window of the other courtyard, still wearing the red clothes as red as blood, with long black hair hanging loosely behind the waist, and a cold wind was blowing from the window, Blowing his flowing red dress and long hair, there is an indescribable beauty.

Looking at the large lotus pond in front of him, he recalled the moment when the two met for the first time, and his heart was slightly gloomy.

There is only one young man in his world, but in the young man's world, besides him, there are too many others.

As far as the young man's ambition and talent are concerned, it is destined that he will not stay with him forever in the small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, taking a backseat and being trapped by love.The young man is an eagle destined to soar in the sky. His mission is to soar high with lofty ambitions, bring brilliance to his family, and lead his family to a more prosperous direction.

He couldn't keep him.

At some point, someone came over quietly from behind and hugged him gently from behind, the temperature of his cheeks was slightly cool.

The red clothes leaned on the young man's shoulders, his eyes were calm and light: "...You can hug me again."

The boy whispered in his ear: "Okay."

In the red tent spring night, the two figures were entangled together as if there was no next time, limbs intertwined, necks whispering, extremely lingering, boundless spring.A corner of the red dress that leaked out from the bed tent was stained with water. I don't know whether it was the thin rain in front of the window that wet the spring shirt, or the tears from the corners of the eyes that wet the skirt.

What remained in Hong Yi's ears were the young man's murmurs, word by word, piercing through his heart, as if he was about to drip the blood in his chest: "...YiLan...YiLan... .....in the end..."

At the last moment of the lingering relationship between the two, he hugged the boy tightly, their chests were pressed together, and their necks were tender. He pressed his ear and asked him softly: "You promised me that everything will happen in this life." Obey me and never disobey, then I want you to be by my side forever, okay?"

The young man remained silent, and released it in his body on his own, but did not respond to him.

His heart gradually went cold.

After the two of them had a rest, the boy gradually fell asleep, leaving him awake, embracing the boy's body—no, now he is no longer a boy, but an upright man with a handsome appearance, His demeanor is outstanding, if he walks out of this small courtyard, countless people will admire and love him, and he will never come back.

Hong Yi pressed her body against the man's flesh, stroked the man's back with one hand, and brushed the man's black hair with the other, showing an indescribable love in her demeanor.

Although it was the boy who fell in love with him at first, in the end it was he who fell in love with the boy from this family.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the man's forehead, hesitating for a while, but he still didn't let go, leaving only a long sigh in the end.

Sincerely wrong pay, willingly.

When I woke up the next morning, the man had already left.

Only a note was left on the table, with a few numbers written: Don't look for me, wait for me to come back, for a period of one year.

That day, Hong Yi stood in front of the window for a long time holding the note.

He asked him to wait for him.

Then he waits.

But he waited for a long time, but the man never came back.

No. 11 months, he stepped out of the other hospital.

He didn't want to wait until the last moment.He was afraid that he would still not see his old friend holding an umbrella and returning in the mountain rain.He can deceive himself by taking a step first, it's not that the other party abandoned him, but he gave up first.

Perhaps, he thought, he would never come back either.

Many times, we often only see one side of the story, but don't know the other side of the story.

Looking at a story in reverse, it may actually look another way.

Back then, the young master of the family who was dressed in white and had no time to sing and ride horses, one person and one horse, went down to the south of the Yangtze River gracefully, vowing to find the most beautiful beauty in the world.

He eventually found the man and took him into his arms.

This is the luckiest thing in his life.

Even if the future is uncertain, even if the road is bumpy, he vows to protect the red dress in his arms.

The boy back then has not changed, he treats his lover wholeheartedly, and sincerely wants to be with him for the rest of his life.

When the family letter first came, he declared to his grandfather that he could do anything for the family, except marriage.He will not let anyone other than Yilan be his partner. For the rest of his life, he will not marry unless he is a king. Even if he has no heirs in his life, he only needs Yilan as one.Dedicated, no regrets.

Grandfather first cut off his property in Beijing, and later sent people to Jiangnan to take him back.

The properties in Jingzhong were cut off and fell into trouble. Fortunately, he had already prepared a backup. With the property he bought in Jiangnan, it was enough for him and Yilan to have no worries for a lifetime; They have found their own residence, and they are not allowed to have the possibility of harming others.

In the end, his grandfather had no choice but to tell him the truth.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building.At this time, the court looked very calm on the surface, but in fact, the Jiang family had already fallen into a turbulent undercurrent. If one was not careful, the century-old family might be overthrown in an instant.

Grandfather needed him back, and so did the family.

His grandfather made an agreement with him that if he was willing to come back to help the Jiang family overcome the difficulty of the prince's seizure of the heir apparent, he would recognize his lover and let him enter his Jiang family in a dignified manner. No one in the Jiang family would criticize him.

Although he loves to the depths and is unwilling to be separated from each other, he can't abandon his family either.

He didn't dare to tell the truth, because he knew that if Yilan knew the truth, he would go to Beijing with him, and live and die with him, even if he died together.

But he couldn't agree.

Because, maybe... Maybe once he leaves, he really... can never come back.

He wants him to live.

It was a bloody vortex of power, a feast of unscrupulous killings.

Seize the heir.framed.Poison.Force the palace.

The prince is dead.The emperor is critically ill.

The Supreme who had loved the imperial concubine for decades would not have imagined that after he gave her the eldest son who was framed to death and suppressed the Jiang family who had always supported the prince, the world would change overnight.When the emperor fell ill on the bed and was dying, he didn't know if he would have sincere remorse for his failed wife and eldest son.

He is the son of the Jiang family, a century-old family in the imperial capital, but he has never been interested in political affairs, and only loves to indulge in the mountains and rivers.He also once advised his grandfather not to let the Jiang family set foot on the boat of seizing the heir, and he can protect himself by just watching with a cold eye. However, as the emperor's teacher, his grandfather still has to support the orthodoxy after all.

He avoided the imperial capital because he didn't want to be involved in political affairs, but he didn't expect the emperor to be so biased and confused, and the position of the prince became more and more dangerous.At this precarious, life-and-death juncture, he returned for his family after all.

It's just that all of this happened too quickly. Even though he was talented and thought out every possible strategy, his opponent was equally as smart as he was careful at every step.Less than a year after he came back, the princes and his party collapsed one after another, and the emperor was dying of poisoning.Afterwards, the force that approached with lightning speed caught him by surprise and gave him the final heavy blow.

Things in the court are changing rapidly, and he has done his best for the family, although he has no regrets.

He didn't feel sorry for the Jiang family at all, the only thing he felt sorry for was Yi Lan.

If he died, Yilan would no longer be able to wait for him to go back...

The flames burned out the long night, and the crimson moon in the sky was illuminated with blood. The flags above the palace gate were torn apart, and corpses were everywhere under the palace gate.The young general who took the lead to lead the imperial guards to protect the imperial city was almost unstoppable on this battlefield, and killed countless enemies. However, he was finally outnumbered, and was finally shot in the chest and pierced through the middle.

The moment the young general looked at the dark sky and fell on his back, a blood-red figure flashed in his pupils, making the eyes of the man before he died burst into incomparable brilliance.He slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth, a lot of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, but he showed a gentle smile, and his slight whisper spread out in this Shura field, almost inaudible: "...Even... ...so, lan..."

That man was like this, at the last moment of his life, he slightly closed his eyes with a satisfied smile.

By the time Hongyi stepped out of the small courtyard, the world outside had changed.

The first emperor died of illness, and the new emperor came to the throne, and the Jiang family was full of heroes, and the dust fell overnight.

All the glory of the past has fallen to ashes on the sleeve.

After he found out the situation clearly, he galloped like crazy to the imperial capital.He secretly lurked in the capital, and only after exhausting his connections did he find the simple cemetery assigned to the Jiang family by the new emperor.

There are thirteen heroes from the Jiang family in the cemetery, but Jiang Bige is missing.

When she was brought before the new emperor, Hongyi looked him in the eyes fearlessly, and said in a cold tone, "Where's Jiang Bige's body?"

There was a look of infatuation in the eyes of the new emperor. He looked at the face in red obsessively, staring at the gorgeous brilliance in his eyes ignited by anger, and was a little crazy for a while, and slowly smiled and murmured: "You are worthy of it." She is the number one beauty in the world that he fancy... She really lives up to the title of number one beauty..."

Afterwards, the emperor slowly relaxed his body, leaned back slightly on the throne, smiled presumptuously, with a hint of frivolity, and the end of the words evoked a lingering curl: "You... Is it the most beautiful woman in the world——Xue Yilan?"

Although it was a question, he had already confirmed the answer in his heart.

Hong Yi just looked at him fixedly, and repeated his question again: "Where's Jiang Bige's body?"

The emperor frowned slightly, and looked at him with some dissatisfaction: "Are you here just to take him away?" Are you willing to pay the price?"

The red candles in the room are warm, and two rows of big red wedding candles shed blood-red tears along the candlesticks to the precious long carpet, and the luxurious gauze curtains in the palace room are dripping all over the floor.

Inside the bed curtain, the high-spirited young emperor embraced the veritable number one beauty in the world, and fiddled with the beauty's body inside and out.It's just that although the beauty agreed to collapse, her body was still as stiff as a dead fish. Although she let the emperor play with it, it was still a little dull and tasteless, and she felt that something was missing.

After doing it again, the emperor felt a little tired. He pushed the beauty in his arms to the bed. The emperor casually took off his clothes and turned around to stay on the bed. She touched his sleeve, and pulled his gaze back again.

A red dress half-hidden the beauty's slender torso. The beauty's black hair hung down her ears, and her slightly drooping eyelashes revealed a bit of charm. She was clearly a man with a clean face and no make-up. , but more charming than any stunning beauty.

The beauty who was as stiff as a dead fish just now seemed to come alive in just such a moment.

It's like a picture of a stunning beauty infused with soul.

With just such a glance, the emperor's heart was almost drawn out.

The emperor stared at him obsessively, and slowly stroked his face with one hand, his eyes were full of indescribable obsession and love, and his tone was filled with humble covetousness and pleading: "Can you accompany me like this for once? I promise to return his body to you and then let you go."

Leaning on the bed, the red-clothed man smiled charmingly, gently picked out a transparent mask from his cuff, and handed it to the young emperor. The arm he handed over was slightly bent, as if soft and boneless.

He smiled lightly at the emperor: "Okay, unless you bring this for me. As long as you bring it..." He turned over and got close to the emperor's side in an instant, feeling the emperor's body stiffen for a moment. Forcibly suppressing the urge to attack him for a moment, Hong Yi not only was not afraid, but stuck to the emperor's ear and continued: "I will accompany you for once."

The emperor forcibly restrained the urge to get angry, and hesitantly picked up the mask from his hand. Knowing that it was the shame of being used as a stand-in, he hesitated for a while, but caught a glimpse of the affectionate eyes in the red dress, and his blood surged for a moment. Really put that mask on your face.

That was Jiang Bige's face.

When he saw that face reappear in front of his eyes, the eyes of the red dress reappeared, and he took the initiative to climb up to the emperor's body, his pair of phoenix eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, his sharp and thin lips were full of tenderness, and his demeanor With indescribable loveliness, it almost makes people drown in it.

The emperor joyfully embraced the beauty who offered to throw himself into his arms, pushed him down on the bed, and even the shame of being used as a substitute dissipated for a while.

A love, hearty.

The beauty who was pressed under her body seemed to be indulging in this hearty love, with an unbearable blush on her face, when she was hit hard, she couldn't help chuckling a few times, and pulled the bed curtain directly, All the curtains were pulled down.Before the emperor could react, he turned over and rolled inside again. The emperor hurriedly followed, hugged the man in his arms again, and continued the cloud and rain just now.

But he never saw that when he bent down and lay down on the beauty's cherry blossom head to suck her lips, there was a cold light from the corner of the red-clothed eyes who seemed to be very indulgent just now.Hong Yi glanced in the direction of the top shadow guard hidden outside the bed curtain, a fleeting sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his heart gradually felt a little happy.

While the emperor was indulging in love affairs, he pulled his clothes off the bed as if inadvertently, and then gently, lightly, brought the arm holding the half of the red dress close to the emperor's ear, as if Caressing the emperor's earlobe intimately, at the moment when the emperor was most addicted, he suddenly raised his body, gave the emperor an extremely lingering kiss, and lightly tapped the emperor's earlobe with his other arm like a dragonfly on water.

At the moment when the emperor released him, Hong Yi directly pushed the person off his body. He didn't care about the filth all over his body. He just put his blood-red clothes on his body casually, and said slowly in a very light tone: "It's disgusting."

The emperor was still immersed in love. In the aftermath of the incident, he didn't hear what he said clearly, so he asked him with a smile, his tone full of tenderness: "What did you say?"

Hong Yi's face was very cold: "I said, you return Jiang Bige's body to me, and then we will settle the matter."

The emperor was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the beauty who was obedient to him just now turned his face in an instant, didn't wake up for a while, leaned over from behind, and wanted to hug the red clothes into his arms: "Will you stay with me? "

Hongyi threw him back directly, but didn't want the emperor to grab his arm and forcefully imprison him in his arms. His tone was gentle at first, but gradually became tough: "If you stay, apart from the queen, I will You are the only one in the harem. If you don't agree... I will not let you go! I will keep you, no matter what the price is!"

Hong Yi knew that the emperor's martial arts were not low, and there were experts guarding him outside the bed curtain, so he didn't bother to struggle, so he just sneered lightly: "Would you be willing to pay any price...to let you die?"

The emperor was stunned, and let Hongyi get out of his arms, only to see the beauty leaning against the bed, looking at him with cold eyes, like a poisonous snake waiting to be devoured.It seems that this is his true face.

"When I was in bed with you just now, I cast a triple Gu on you. Among other wizards in this world, only the High Priest of Miaojiang can untie it for you. But the triple Gu will break out in less than three days, and you will be able to untie the triple Gu. It will eat you day and night, and it will take you ten days to die."

"In less than thirteen days, it's too late to find the high priest."

The emperor's eyes instantly became extremely cold.

The incense in the censer gradually burned out, and a light layer of ash fell on the inside of the censer.

Hongyi got her wish, and galloped out of the capital with Jiang Bige's corpse in her arms.

The emperor sent someone to follow him all the way, for fear that he would disappear at some point.But in less than three days, Hong Yi disappeared without a trace along with the corpse.

The moment he heard the news, the emperor roared and overturned the case in the imperial study.

That night, the Gu poison broke out, and the emperor was really in pain.

He knew Hongyi would never keep his promise to send back the antidote.He wished that he would die without a whole body and no bones left.

On the seventh night, the emperor's body was almost eaten by half of the worms in his body. He couldn't hold on any longer, so he broke himself, and had a good time.

After that, the court was in chaos, and the court was caught in a new round of disputes over the successor.

But those have nothing to do with Hong Yi.

He has already taken the dead body of his sweetheart to the lush forest of Miaojiang.

He placed the corpse directly in front of the High Priest of Miaojiang, and said calmly, "Save him."

The high priest of Miaojiang, who was neatly dressed and looked solemn, frowned deeply: "If you want to save him, you have to change your life. Moreover, ordinary people can't bear this process. Once the process fails, he will never be able to save him again. "

He knelt before the high priest, with his lover lying beside him.He raised his face, with a faint smile on his face: "I know, brother."

"Then trade my life for his life."

A year later, a man in white clothes appeared in the valley of Miaojiang.

It is said that he used to be a person from outside the valley, and it is said that he lost all memories of his past.Since then, he has lived in the valley for a long time and never set foot outside the valley again.

On a sunny afternoon, a man in white leaned against a tree and sat on a high bluestone, looking at a large field of buckwheat flowers not far away. There is a layer of snow on the green life.

He looked at the flower field in the distance, his eyes were light and distant.

The well-dressed high priest walked slowly to his side and asked him, "Have you still not remembered anything?"

He nodded: "Yes."

The high priest comforted him lightly and said, "You are lucky to be able to recover from such a serious illness. Amnesia is also normal, so don't worry too much."

He cast his eyes on the flower fields spread far, far away, and slowly smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you remember the past. It's just..." At this time, he showed a little confused expression. Look, "I always feel that I seem to have forgotten a very important person, but I can't think of him..."

The high priest was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Actually, I can't remember, maybe it's a good thing."

But he didn't want to wait for him to say it. The man in white paused, but he didn't mention the memory anymore. Instead, he changed the subject: "Do you know why there is such a big buckwheat flower field here?"

The high priest stood there, turned his head to stare at the man for a moment, then turned his head to look at the flower field again, his eyes were shallow: "My junior brother likes this kind of flower very much, that's why I ordered someone to plant it."

Not hearing anything from the man for a while, the high priest nodded slightly at him, then turned and left.

After he left, the man in white slowly leaned against the tree and slowly closed his eyes.

There was silence for a long time.

After a while, I heard a chuckle.

I don't know when, there is a mountain rain coming from the sky, and the half of the white dress on the bluestone is gradually, gradually, wetted by water.

Gradually became wet.

In the distance, there was a child babbling and humming a mess of songs:

"There are beauties in the distance, all over the country and all over the city... But I don't know that all over the country and all over the city, beauties are hard to come by..."

The author has something to say:

This ancient style was written a long time ago. At that time, it was inspired by Xiao Yiqing's "Moon of the First String". If you are interested, you can listen to it. I really like the lyrics in it.When writing the clips with buckwheat flowers at the beginning and end of this article, I listened to Chen Yue's "The Wizard of Oz".The part about the death of the hero in the middle is "The Wind Rises from the Sky".I recommend that you listen to the accompaniment of the song "Sword Zhuo Shanhe" while reading the article, it is very, very nice.The ending is actually a bit cryptic