South no wind

What did you say to him? "

Nan Guang panicked: "I told you that Your Highness is fine except for frequent headaches." Seeing Nan Yu rushing into the snowstorm, "Your Highness, where are you going..."

As the sky was getting dark, Nan Yu took advantage of the light from the snow to search around in the snow.

Isn't it just a headache, it deserves your attention!

The moonlight reflected on the snow, and finally, a black figure limply appeared in Nan Yu's line of sight, holding a few dry grass roots in his hand.

Seeing Nan Yu, Xuan Mingjun, who was dressed in a black imperial robe, stopped in his tracks.

Nan Yu tried his best to control the tumbling emotions, and looked at the pale face and the red hands by the moonlight.

Did you dig medicine in the snow with your bare hands?You are already afraid of the cold, why are you still dressed so lightly?

Nan Yu tried her best not to hold the slightly trembling person into her arms, hug him tightly to keep him warm, and didn't grab his hand, telling him how much she felt sorry for him.

"The northern army often has spies coming and going, it's better for Lord Xuanming not to leave the station too far." Nan Yu said.

Xuan Mingjun nodded, and walked straight towards the camp, not knowing whether it was difficult to walk on the snow or his legs were really lame, even though he tried his best to keep it natural, he still couldn't hide the footprints of different shades.

Nan Yu silently followed behind, watching him return to the camp, watching him unpack and wash the medicinal herbs in the snow water, and put them into the jar, but he turned a blind eye to Nan Yu's watching, and carried the medicinal jar and lifted the curtain to enter the tent .

On the snow outside the tent, Nan Yu stood dumbly, letting the snowflakes fall on his shoulders, staring at the figure projected on the tent for a long time.

Although the phantom can cover up the appearance, the shadow cannot be imagined. It is still the original appearance, the unstained figure.

The person in the snow gently caressed the outline of the shadow, stroking across the tall nose, little by little, carefully, for fear that if he exerted force, the shadow would disperse and the person would leave.

The people in the tent didn't realize it, their long eyelashes trembled slightly, and their eyes were focused on the medicine pot on the fire.

In the sky full of wind and snow, Nan Yu leaned over and slowly kissed the lips of the figure in the tent...

After more than ten days of recovery, Nan Yu's health gradually improved. The two armies had been in a stalemate for nearly a month, and there was still no movement in the north, but there was bad news from Tiansheng's secret guard: Emperor Wen had passed away.

Nan Yu didn't know if he had become numb now, or if he didn't see life and death too clearly.

When I heard the news of the death of my biological mother Xu Song, I was not as sad as I imagined, and I couldn't say how I felt.The death of Emperor Wen also did not bring much shock to him. From the beginning, even if he wanted to die immediately, he no longer had the slightest worry.

Emperor Wen died, and the imperial court didn't even want to know what the scene was. It couldn't be kept secret for long. Once the news came out, before the Northern Army invaded, Kangdu might be in chaos.

In the capital without a leader, the weak king of Qin will not be able to suppress the turmoil of the court. If someone makes a profit from it, or even instigates rebellion, all kinds of changes will be on the verge of breaking out.

Can't wait any longer, either fight to the death, or withdraw the army to guard Kangdu, but no matter what the choice is, it's all desperate.

"Your Highness, why don't you go back to Beijing first, a country cannot live without a king! The Third Highness is missing, and the First Prince is still under house arrest. If the two of them disagree, His Highness will be passive." Pang Bo from Xijiang After one stop, she was clearly on Nan Yu's side. Although she spoke directly, the current situation was indeed changing rapidly.

Pang Bo felt that Nan Yu was leading the army outside, and if Nan Gongxuan wanted to become emperor, he would make up a posthumous photo and pretend to be a filial son and grandson, no one could comment.It is difficult for Nangong Pei to seize power. Crown princes have never chosen disabled people. He has lost the opportunity and has failed. I am afraid he will not hit the stone with an egg.

Nan Yu didn't think about those things, it didn't matter who was the emperor, what was important was that the current war was undecided and the world was unstable.He was not that thoughtful either. After thinking for a long time, he decided to stand still and send more spies to keep a close eye on the northern army's movements and wait for the opportunity to move.

Another secret letter was sent to Longyuan Pavilion: Stabilize the court and watch over Kangdu.

There is another reason for Nan Yu's reluctance to return to Kangdu.

Xuan Mingjun woke up clearly, stared at the curtain for a long time in a daze, the stone was already crushed last night, why the curtain has been left open for the past few days, no matter how strong the wind is, it is impossible to blow the stone away, could it be that someone came in at night Pass?

"Did Xuanming Lord sleep well?" Nan Yu walked into the tent and sat by the fire to keep warm: "I asked someone to bring the food, Xuanming Lord, don't you mind eating with me?"

Xuan Mingjun was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness, please go ahead."

Nan Guang felt that King Qi was not only caring about Lord Xuanming, but was even accommodating, besides asking about his health, paying attention to him all the time, he even wanted to accompany him for meals.

"Try this, hare meat, I hunted in the snow today." Nan Yu picked up the vegetables and stretched out his hand habitually.

Xuan Mingjun opened his mouth unconsciously, and then both of them were startled.

Nan Yu hurriedly put the meat into his mouth, and said with a smile, "You are welcome, Mr. Xuanming, you can pick whatever you like."

"Okay!" Xuan Mingjun's eyes darkened, and he bowed his head in silence.

A meal was eaten silently, each with their own thoughts.

At night, Lord Xuanming didn't feel sleepy anymore. Nan Yu's actions in the past few days showed that he had recognized him, especially at the dinner table today, Nan Yu unconsciously wanted to feed him meat, and he didn't know what happened at the time. He even opened his mouth.

Habits are a terrible thing.

A gust of cold wind hits, the curtain seems to be lifted, Xuan Mingjun's breathing is stagnant, he is very familiar with the figure in the night, as the light footsteps approach slowly, he simply closes his eyes and puts on a look. The appearance of deep sleep.

I finally understand why the curtains are always open every morning.

The person near the bed moved slowly, seemed to be holding his breath, and lay down beside him very carefully.

The person pretending to sleep almost stayed up all night, while the person lying next to him slept soundly until early morning before leaving lightly.

The whole night, Xuan Mingjun remained motionless, and wanted to open his eyes several times, but he was afraid that the people next to him would look at him. The cold wind penetrated into the tent, and he could feel the cold under the quilt, but he couldn't cover the quilt for the people around him. keep out the cold.

Nan Yu seemed to have noticed it these days, Feng Zhixi knew that he recognized him, but he was pretending not to know.Maybe Feng Zhixi also found out that he sneaked into his camp every night and slept next to him.

The two of them didn't say anything to each other, they still met every day, sneaked in at night as usual, only to find that the person who was still sleeping had left a large section of quilt, and huddled himself in a corner, leaving some room for himself.

Nan Yu now takes the initiative to come to drink medicine, and every time he asks how his body is recovering, he always says he still feels a headache.

The headache problem is real and has a long history. Although Feng Zhixi's herbal medicine has some effect, Nan Yu doesn't want to cure it so quickly.

☆, Dingbei

The days of tacit understanding did not last long, the spies reported back, and the Northern Army began to pull out the camp.

For Tiansheng, it was a fight to the death, but for the Northern Army, which was driving straight ahead, it was a fight of life and death.

Although there is a picture of Tiansheng Fortress in hand, the early offensive was fierce and took advantage of the opportunity. Even when Nanyu's reinforcements arrived, they were caught off guard.

But the sudden appearance of Lord Xuanming disrupted the rhythm, and there was another news from Kangdu. With the paper of the temple, more and more sects gradually joined the camp of defending the city and defending against the enemy. Looking back, it is still difficult for the Northern Army to make a quick victory.

Zhiming Jun Hongfu thought about it, and he couldn't remember when his senior brother had such ability to disrupt the Northern Army camp by himself.

The two are of the same origin, and they know that no matter how powerful the formation is, it will not make people so frightened, and they can't explain why.

Both sides can't afford it anymore. The sky is high and the road is far away.

If you don't fight anymore, as the snow cover gets deeper and deeper, if you don't starve to death, you will freeze to death.

Nan Yu didn't know what kind of magic he used to make people frightened by Xuan Mingjun, a supernatural being who was passed down by the armies of both sides.

Who would have thought that Pluto Su would participate in the Battle of the Northern Territory?

What's more, Yu Gewan also said that the Yin and Yang worlds live in harmony, and it is most taboo to cross the border to commit violence. Mortals fight to the death, even if there are corpses strewn across the field on the battlefield, that is all human affairs.If Feng Zhixi uses the power of Pluto to massacre, it will definitely attract Void's attention. As for whether he will be punished by heaven, Nan Yu doesn't know. Victory is not military.

Feng Zhixi wanted to help, but Nan Yu was unwilling.

At this moment, the ghost servant Yuge Wan was wandering around the valley with Jian Wanqing on Baishou Mountain, hundreds of miles away from Nan Yu's garrison.

"I said Meng Zhangjun, you're home now, why are you still unhappy?" Yu Gewan lightly shook the red fan, "It wasn't His Highness who sent you here, I didn't know that your Baili clan still had a beast ! That old monkey is really interesting, I would have come here earlier if I knew about it.”

Jian Wanqing ignored him. He felt that he had suffered some retribution. It was fine to be under house arrest on the evening of the wind. Yin Hun is still moving Fanxin, the more he thinks about it, the more frightened he feels.

"I said Meng Zhangjun, you have been looking for a few days, do you have any spirit beasts?" Yu Gewan didn't know what the black line on Jian Wanqing's face was, but he was only concerned about when he could catch the spirit beasts to play with. He lost a magic weapon to the old monkey in playing cards, and he was so distressed that he always wanted to find a replacement elsewhere: "Shouldn't you guys from the sect finish grabbing it all?"

Jian Wanqing looked at him angrily: "Even if there is, I was scared away by you, can you stop following me? I promise to help you catch it, and I will definitely find it. You, an evil spirit from the underworld, appear here, spirit beast It would be strange not to hide."

"No, the smell in that hole is too strong, I have to come out to get some air." Yu Gewan slapped his nose and covered his nose: "Besides, I have to watch you! You sneaked away, and His Highness blamed it, I can't bear it. I and You said, the current Highness is particularly terrifying."

Jian Wanqing sighed heavily, from Fanyuntai to Baishou Mountain, Yuge stayed close at night, ate and slept together, and fell ill from time to time. Dare to fall asleep, for fear of losing your body if you don't pay attention.

But gradually it became clear that Yu Gewan should just be talking. This famous scholar in both Yin and Yang circles knows nothing about sex, and often asks questions that are naive and ridiculous, even without distinction between men and women.

I don't even know how he behaved in his previous life.

"Mister keeps wanting to try, but you know that you are a phantom, not to mention trying, you can't even touch it, have you ever thought about it?" Jian Wanqing said.

Who would have thought that Yu Gewan's face was overjoyed: "You agree?"

"Agreed to hell!" Jian Wanqing immediately poohed again: "I don't agree, don't even think about it, it's impossible! Forever."

"The phantom is true, but it is not impossible to borrow a material to transform into a mortal body for a day and a half, but it is just a little loss of yin life." Yu Gewan was very excited: "One year of yin life can be exchanged for one day in the yang world. , it’s not a loss, and if I want to take human form, I can do whatever you like, tall, short, fat, male or female, as long as you like it!"

"I don't like it!" Jian Wanqing's shout shook the valley.

As if I hadn't asked, and I can no longer discuss this topic, what kind of crazy master there is, and what kind of unreliable ghost servant, Jian Wanqing never thought that he would be reduced to such a situation today.

And in the Tiansheng garrison camp north of Baishou Mountain, the army is ready to go.

"Nan Guang, you will protect Lord Xuanming to leave today, and you don't have to go to Heishuihe." Nan Yu ordered Nan Guang after discussing the battle.

Nan Guang was no longer surprised by his behavior, he kept silent and just found someone casually to protect Lord Xuanming, the master was going to fight for his life, he couldn't live and die together, so what's the point of running away?

Nan Guang was not the only one who didn't want to escape.

"I won't go!" Xuan Mingjun walked slowly into the big tent, glanced at Nan Yu, and took out a roll of formation maps from his body, more than ten sheets.

Nan Yu was tongue-tied and couldn't reveal his identity at the moment, but Lord Xuanming offered to help, and he had acted heroically to defeat the enemy first, so if he refused in front of everyone, it would seem a little disrespectful.

Right now is the time for employing people, Nan Guang saw that Lord Xuanming was willing to take the initiative to help, his eyes lit up already: "With the help of Lord Xuanming, Tiansheng is sure to win this battle!"

Nan Yu didn't want fools to cause trouble, so he pushed Nan Guang out, and then turned away all the generals and guards, and said to Feng Zhixi seriously: "I know that Xuan Mingjun has good intentions, but now the northern sect has taken precautions, the same method , I’m afraid I can’t use it a second time, if it attracts unnecessary attention, there will be endless troubles.”

He can't say it directly, he can only hint crazily, the implication is that you are a dead person in the eyes of the world, so take it easy and don't be too showy.

Xuan Mingjun didn't know whether he didn't understand his hint, or he was already prepared. He laid out the formation diagram on the table: "Hongfu knows the formation method like the back of his hand. I drew these diagrams from the northern border, but added some things. But the effect is very different from last time.”

Nan Yu thought to herself that you really think of yourself as Lord Xuanming!

"Let me go, solve it once!" Xuan Mingjun resolutely said.

Nan Yu raised his forehead and asked you to go, and solve it all at once?What are you thinking, it’s okay if you didn’t know that time, now you know.

"No!" Nan Yu resolutely said.

"Your Highness, don't worry too much. My Northern Formation is mysterious and profound, and Hongfu has only glimpsed a part of it. He will definitely not be able to decipher the technique I used today!"

Nan Yu thought, are you still addicted to pretending?

But he couldn't expose the identity of the serious person in front of him, seeing that he was determined to do so, he was angry, moved, and worried, and didn't know what to do with him for a moment.

"If your Highness is not at ease, just follow me!" Xuan Mingjun let go: "If Your Highness knows some formation techniques, you can help me set up the formation."

I can't understand the formation technique, don't you know best?

For a moment, Nan Yu almost put this serious person into his arms, and then said, "You don't need to work so hard to help me, in fact, it's enough to have you by my side!"

But he can't, and he doesn't dare, he and him have gone too far, and now he has lost the qualification to hold him in his arms, and being able to stay by his side for a short time is already an extravagant wish.

After the war, regardless of life or death, Feng Zhixi will definitely leave, and Nan Yu will never be able to find him, unless...

Unless you are in trouble.

Nan Yu is a little thankful that he escaped death, only in this way, he will appear, no matter what the reason for saving each other, regardless of the relationship between master and apprentice, it is just because he came for himself, in Feng Zhixi's heart, he still has portion.

"Okay, I'll follow you!" Nan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Together we live and we die together!"

He said this sentence before, even if the scene and character setting at the moment are not suitable, it is like saying to himself, we are already like one person, but we can live and die together regardless of each other.

Not obsessed with consequences, let me live and die with you, is my greatest long-cherished wish.

Your days with me are so precious, like a dream, it's best never to wake up.

Nan Yu really had a dream.

When he woke up, he was already lying in the car back to Kangdu.

"Your Highness is awake, Your Highness is finally awake!" Nan Guang shouted like beating gongs and drums.

Pang Bo got off his horse when he heard the news, and was very pleasantly surprised: "Your Highness has been in a coma for more than ten days this time, which frightened the general. Thanks to Xuan Mingjun's diagnosis, His Highness fainted from overwork."

"..."

"Your Highness, I don't know if you fainted, the Heavenly Sage has won!" Nan Guang excitedly announced the good news.

"..."

"It's also the first time I've seen such a strange array. The wind and snow rolled up to tens of feet high. Good guy, I saw Xuan Mingjun in a black robe entering the snow array, and suddenly thunder and lightning struck, covering the sky and the sun. In the vast expanse of whiteness, only the sound of shouting and killing was heard, like ghosts crying and wolves howling. It was extremely tragic. It's a pity that the formation was too domineering, and we could only stand and watch from a distance. The Beiliao army was wiped out, and the rest fled to the other side of the Heishui River. It is no longer a matter of course. Go back and rectify it, and then slowly clean it up." Pang Bo described it vividly and vividly, with great enthusiasm.

"Where is Lord Xuanming?" Nan Yu asked coldly, "Going away?"

Nan Guang nodded desperately: "How does Your Highness know? That Lord Xuanming..."

"Get out! Get out of here..." The roar shook the hoofs of the horses, and the three people in the car couldn't help shaking.

Pang Bo and Nan Guang looked at each other and got out of the car one after another in fear.

Yes, Xuan Mingjun said that he was too tired and passed out.

Xuanmingjun once again fought against the enemy alone, and defeated the enemy army with superb skills.

Xuan Mingjun despised the false name and left proudly, leaving the world with a lonely back......

Everyone saw it, but Nan Yu didn't know it. He fainted for more than ten days.

He Nan Yu is not worthy!

He is not worthy of a bloody battle, and he is not worthy of sharing weal and woe with him, life and death.

You don't even deserve to see his enemy-defying formation, you don't deserve to be with him, you don't deserve to sleep with him. He casually donated a quilt and left an empty bunk. He curled up like a hungry wild dog. Go up, just to smell the plum fragrance to satisfy your greed.

Then, he walked away again, you Nan Yu, you don't even deserve to see my back.

"From now on, anyone who dares to mention Lord Xuanming will be killed without pardon!" Back in Kangdu, Nan Yu left a sentence, hating the master who everyone praised.

These days, Kangdu City is not all smooth sailing.

As expected, the death of Emperor Wen was not concealed for long. Fortunately, it was winter, so the corpse would not rot if it was kept secret.But the harem is restless, everyone is in danger, and they often run around looking for support. What's more, they incarnate as delivery vendors and sneak into Nangongxuan's mansion to offer advice.

Anomalies abound between the ruling and opposition parties, and many forces are ready to move.

The Prince Regent Nan Gongjing was under strong pressure, so he could only show the late emperor's photo and recite it in front of the hall to calm down the restless people.

Xiaoxiao from the Northern Army sneaked into the capital to create chaos, but thanks to the tight defenses of the temple, he failed to succeed.

Nan Yu, who returned to Kangdu City, did not know that he was already the Crown Prince.

The posthumous photo is written in black and white, with the blessing of the jade seal, and it is clear and clear: the fourth son of the emperor, Nangong Yunai, Ziwei, was born to be an emperor, with excellent literary and martial arts, and he is worthy of the throne.

No one raised their beaks, and some people had already seen the momentum. The situation between the court and China was one-sided, and they swore wisely and wholeheartedly supported the new emperor.

Although the Heishuihe station was a great victory, it also suffered countless injuries. In addition, Emperor Wen's new funeral was not suitable for celebration.

There is nothing to celebrate, a lot of waste is waiting to be done, the world has no master, there are too many things to do, and the courage on the shoulders is getting heavier and heavier. It has long been difficult for Nan Yu to wish or not, and it has been like this from the beginning.

After taking care of Emperor Wen's funeral, it was early spring.

The Ministry of Rites has already begun preparations for the new emperor's ascension to the throne. Nan Yu put himself in the shoes of Emperor Wen and experienced the "solitude at a high place" that Emperor Wen used to say.The people regard it as the sun and the moon above their heads, the lamp at night, and the role of the emperor, playing the hope in the heart of the sage.

Concubine Qi Sang He was determined not to be the queen, and she felt guilty for agreeing to marry Nan Yu. Even if Nan Yu didn't like women, even if Nan Yu married her to preserve her motherhood, she married her by accident. Living in Kangdu is enough.

It is a big matter to become an empress, to be able to take care of the mother and the world, and to be able to shoulder the responsibilities of the harem, Bian Fenghe did not have such preparations in mind.

"Sister-in-law, I know it's difficult for you." Nan Yu said: "If sister-in-law wants to remarry, Nan Yu will never stop her. When the child is born, you can choose a lover to live elsewhere. I will raise the child, and I will inherit it in the future. Datong, just live your life well."

"You know that I have no intention of remarrying, so why do you say that?" Bian Fenghe said: "We are a fake couple, and if the child can be named Nangong, it can be regarded as recognizing the ancestors. I, Bian Fenghe, have only Zhuhe as my husband in this life, and there is no possibility of committing myself to others. Since you respect me as a sister-in-law, listen to my persuasion, marry a woman from a good family, and give birth to your own children. You are still so young. …”

"Sister-in-law!" Nan Yu interrupted with a wry smile: "Since you can guard your body like jade for your elder brother, why can't I stick to my heart, or does sister-in-law feel that it is not the right way to pretend to be a man in my heart?"

"You know I don't mean that." Bian Fenghe sighed.

"I know my sister-in-law is doing it for my own good. If I were in an ordinary family, I wouldn't make such a fuss." Nan Yu said: "Now I can't help myself, even if you don't become a queen, someone will join in, and the situation will be even worse by then. It's complicated, not to mention many nepotism interests, just because I won't have children, I'm afraid it's hard to get by. Sister-in-law, just help me, okay?"

Bian Fenghe pondered for a long time, then sighed: "That's all! Let me be your shield to block arrows."

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☆, Xinjun

In the first year of Tiansheng Yuanlong, Nangong Yu ascended the throne and was called Emperor Wudi.In the same year, Empress Sang He gave birth to a prince named Nan Gongxi, styled Yihe.

Nan Gongpei, who had been missing for a long time, unexpectedly reappeared, and his temperament changed drastically. Not only did he not want to stay in the capital, but he also asked himself to go out of the world to practice.Nan Yu allowed him to go to the northern border to rebuild the sect, and never cared about worldly affairs.

Emperor Wu was diligent, governed the country well, and the monarch and his ministers were united. Especially under the full management of the Ministry of Commerce, it took only one year to restore the prosperous age.

Once the emperor and the courtiers, the former minister of the Ministry of Rites returned home and was replaced by Li Huanran.

Xuan Shao entered the palace as a priest.

Qijiao still lives in the temple, but he is left and right with the attendant Ming.

Minglang managed Nangu well.Deng Xia was promoted to the post, but Jiu Rong somehow opened his eyes and worked under Quan You's sect.

The northern border also started to see improvement, and the sect in charge of Nan Gongpei recruited more disciples to fill the vacancies.

Anar defected to Nishihara, ranking Bisu.

The world is in order, and everything seems to be back to the beginning, like Nanke Yimeng, the scenery is still the same when he wakes up, but things are different.The hole in Nan Yu's heart could not be filled for a long time.

Feng Zhixi never appeared again, and there was no news.

When Nan Yu talked with Ming Que, he mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally, but Ming Que often talked about other things.

When I set foot on Fanyuntai again, it was devastated, with cobwebs and dust on the broken walls and tiles.

I haven't seen you for two years, it's like a lifetime away.

Nan Yu often thought, if he hadn't left with anger at that time, and had been so obsessed with each other, what would happen now?

How can he get bored, what he has been asking for all his life is by his side.

What will be disgusted is the evening of the wind.

At that time, even if he stalked him regardless of his dignity, I am afraid that the proud Feng Zhixi would find other excuses to leave, and besides, he has always been conceited, so there is no reason for him to come and go.

Nan Yu recalled the last time he saw him, he was limping on one leg, and he was in a mortal body, unable to enter the nether world, where would he go?What year and month can we meet again?

Life is like a dream, with ups and downs for 23 years, people bustling with people, gold and iron horses coming and going, no one left a trace in Nan Yu's heart.But the bits and pieces about Feng Zhixi are still fresh in my memory like a knife and ax chisel, there is no place where I don't love, don't hurt, and don't hate!

Every time you revisit an old place, you will set off countless memories of the past, which are vivid in your mind.Nan Yu wanted to find a trace of him through the hearsay, leaving his name and geese behind.

Did that otherworldly and graceful figure ever stand in the wind and snow in the Northland?Or go against the wind in the thousands of miles of yellow sand in Xiyuan?Will it stay on the blue waves of the East China Sea?

He was not allowed to be mentioned by others, but he traveled all over the world and could not find a trace of him for two years.

When spring returns to Nangu, Meiyuan is as quiet as ever.

Qingming is often cleaned by people, so the place does not appear to be depressed.

Just in the flowering season, Kazuki Red Plum has no intention of blooming, not even a single bud.

Only the Taoist leaves the tea to cool down, and the master is away, so the flowers don't even want to bloom!

The furnishings in the house are still the same, as if you can see the red figure at the desk reading a book when you turn your head.

The Yin-Yang Pool is no longer what it used to be. The cold and warm pools are mixed together, condensed into a year-round ice, and the cold air is faintly blowing.The flowers can't bloom, and the water freezes.

In the bamboo grove, there was a bleak cry of an old raven, and Nan Yu couldn't help but follow the call, brushing aside the weeds and walking to a barren place, where a solitary grave stood.

No wonder it is so gloomy, Nan Yu thought, and subconsciously looked at the tombstone where the old raven stood——

...... Time and space are frozen, the sky and the earth are dark, and the whole body of the person in front of the grave is like an ice cave, unable to move anymore.

Like a stone sculpture, until the old bird flies away, until the night falls, and until the morning dew.

He didn't even know if he was breathing or if his heart was beating, but he just stared at the words on the tombstone:

The tomb of the teacher's wind evening.

......

"Sect Master, go and have a look, that person in Meiyuan is crazy!"

In the early morning, the little disciple who was in charge of sweeping the Meiyuan didn't know Nan Yu's identity, so he rushed to report the news in a panic.

"What's the matter?" Ming Lang asked.

"Anyway, suzerain, go and have a look. That person has been digging the grave with his hands. His expression is very scary. His hands are covered with blood, and he is still digging..."

After Minglang rushed to the Yinyang Pool alone, he saw the crazy man, kneeling in the rain and constantly picking up the dirt with his bare hands.

"Your Majesty!" Ming Ming called out.

Nan Yu seemed to have never heard of it, and his bloody hand didn't stop for a moment: "Are you kidding me!"

Nan Yu's eyes were red, the drizzle had already drenched his clothes, and he continued to plan the cold and hard soil.

"Your Majesty..." Ming Lang was terrified by Nan Yu's expression: "What are you talking about, Your Majesty...don't dig!"

"How dare he..."

You can dislike me, stay away from me, hide from me... But how dare you, on the evening of the wind, how dare you carry me behind your back, dead!

"Your Majesty, stop!" Minglang pleaded: "Master has been away for a year, and you dug it out now, it is only a pile of bones, let him rest in peace! Your Majesty, Pavilion Master, Junior Brother Nan, I beg you... ...."

"..." Nan Yu was shocked, and stopped his bloody and sticky hands.

"When His Majesty ascended the throne, Master returned to Nangu, and he was not well at that time. Master said that he would be buried in Meiyuan after death. He said...he said..." Minglang choked up Writes: "The weight of his life begins from this."

......

Minglang no longer dared to look at Nan Yu's expression: "Master said, if you find it, let me give you this." Minglang took out a sachet with red flowers on a black background, which was exactly what Feng Zhixi carried with him.

Nan Yu trembled when he took it. If he thought it was a joke before, but the moment the sachet appeared, Feng Zhixi's death was confirmed.This is the sachet that I threw back to him on the cloud platform back then.

Nan Yu could only feel the world spinning and couldn't hear clearly what Ming Lang was saying.

......

"He said that His Majesty once asked him a question," Ming Lang said, "Here is the answer to that question."

Afterwards, Emperor Wu Nangongyu suddenly became speechless, unable to speak for a whole month, and could only speak in a hoarse voice.

Since ascending the throne, the empress has settled in the harem, but the emperor still lives in the Qi Palace, in the former sleeping hall.Such a situation is the first time in all dynasties.

As the imperial bodyguard, Nan Guang never left the king's side.

After the master came back from Nangu, he seemed to have lost his soul. He often held a plum blossom sachet, and he could see it overnight.

......

"Remember, I haven't given you anything yet."

"Just have this!"

Inside the sachet, there are two strands of blue silk, braided with a red rope, entwined and united.

One strand was cut off at the beginning of the wind, and the hair was a bit rough.

"You are outside all year round, exposed to the wind and the sun."

The other strand is as silky as ink, soft and soft, that is the hair of Feng Zhixi.

"On the evening of the wind, who am I to you?"

"Who do you want to be?"

As a married couple, there is no doubt about their love... These two strands of black hair are his answer, is that enough? !

You are still so lonely, hiding your mind in a sachet that never sees the light of day, and you will not express it until you die.

And I'm too stupid to ask you such a question.

Too stupid to see, experience, understand you...let you lie there alone.

On the eve of the night, you are so afraid of the cold, how cold the ground is...

On the eve of the day, I take back those words,

Take back the sentence "I, Nan Yu, can't sleep on anyone's bed".

Take it back" "You are dead, you can't solve my hatred! "That sentence.

...I don't hate you, I hate myself all the time.From beginning to end, I have never taken back all the love I poured into you.

At first, the courtiers thought that the emperor was just frightened and aphasic. After two months, they suspected that he must have been bewitched by something evil, or else he had become obsessed with comprehension.

Because Nangong Yu ignored the rumors, he began to summon souls in the Qi Palace with great fanfare.

Someone went to the temple to ask the presiding officer to exorcise the current emperor, but after Ming came to sit for a night, the emperor did not summon his soul, but disappeared.

"Zhi Xi pierced his heart with a divine wood awl, released the blood from his heart, and unraveled the eternal curse. His intention has been made, and I can't stop it." Ming said this and wept bitterly.

On the evening of the wind, he committed suicide!

Resolutely, without nostalgia.

There are not many people in this world who treat his true face kindly, wandering around, but have nowhere to stay.

I used to think that I would be his destination, able to hold up a world for him in the cold mortal world, shelter from the wind and rain, but what did I do?

What is there for him to miss?

"Your Majesty, you don't have to be sad. If you return to Netherworld, you are considered home." Ming reassured him.

Yes, Netherworld is his home. There is no Pluto Su in the world, no Huanxi Lord, no windy night, so he can walk away without worries, leaving ordinary people to look for troubles.

When Nan Yu saw Jian Wanqing again, the culprit in his mind was no longer as handsome as before.

He suddenly felt that he was much older, his eyes were dull and lifeless.

Until Nan Yu's sword reached his chest, he didn't dodge or dodge, with a relieved expression on his face: "It's just right, send me down, I have a few words to ask Mr. Huanxi."

Nan Yu suddenly felt that this person could no longer bear his anger: "You deserve it too?!"

Jian Wanqing smiled sadly and said: "I am not worthy, who is worthy? Emperor you? If I had known that he would be destroyed with the eternal curse, I would not have summoned him at all. "Baili Zongxun", hum, in his In my eyes, I have always been a villain who only cares about my own interests. It is ridiculous to think that I can control the King of the Nether with a blood curse on a piece of human skin! I dare not underestimate Pluto Su, but I underestimate Mr. Huanxi. If you sacrifice your life for righteousness, if you can say it, you can do it."

After half a year, Nan Yu suddenly felt that the repeated attempts to summon the soul failed, perhaps it was because of the soul that he didn't like this place at all.

Emperor Wu Nangong Yu started building again, demolishing the entire sleeping hall in Prince Qi's Mansion.

Not only that, but they moved the entire small courtyard in Nangu Bamboo Sea, leaving it intact: every brick, every tile, every plant and every tree, including the furnishings in the house, there are a lot of them, and nothing can be changed. Location.

Even those few plum blossoms were transplanted.

It took nearly a year for the emperor's bedroom called Meiyuan to be completed.

It's not that it's a big project, but it's not easy enough to number the bricks and tiles, record their locations, and then return them to the same place according to the drawings. Just ensuring that the bamboo and plum trees survived exhausted the craftsmen. people's blood.

It is said that the plum tree has not bloomed for several years, and the craftsmen do not expect it to bloom. If it can produce a few new shoots in the next spring, it will be considered a disaster.

Now Emperor Wu is uncertain, and he cuts off people's tongues if he disagrees with him. The craftsmen are worried that if the plum tree that he regards as a treasure is killed, their lives may be lost.

The tongue-cutting incident originated from a storyteller in the city of Kangdu. This person did not know where he heard the story of the "Curse of All Times". thing:

—— According to legend, 500 years ago, Pluto Su was a murderer and was eventually condemned by heaven. The real face of Pluto, who was sealed in the Shenmu, chatted a few words, which was very speculative.

The storyteller vividly said that Baili Qianxun was a person with a good heart, and if he wanted to teach that Pluto to be good, he would frequently