Lianshan Midnight Green

Chang Yu grew up in Chen Guo with nostalgia and nostalgia. He saw Chen Hou who was just like himself ascending the throne as an adult, and watched his young friend who had jumped from a grandson to a rookie prince.Pei Se's "good-looking" demeanor turned out to be not just good-looking, but a kind of self-consciousness that emperors were born with.This discovery made him palpitate. When he was a teenager, he refuted himself again and again beside Chen Hou: that is the expression that the eldest daughter of the clan must have, that is the must-have trait of the ruler, and that is the indispensable decision in military strategy... However The truth is far from it, not even Chen Hou, the most outstanding person he has ever met, is as quiet as his elder sister.

The only thing that reassures him is that Pei Se is ignorant of his self-consciousness and ambition—at least it seems so, then it's not too late.

Changyu knew that he was just as good, just as brave, and even braver and more ambitious than her. Therefore, eliminating dissidents was not out of jealousy, but just to prevent problems before they happened.He respects and loves this elder sister, but the relationship between the royal family is so weak, so there is nothing to give up.It's a bit of a pity—but that's all.

He looked away, and waved his hand to summon Dai Wang to take the sword.Dai Wang took a step forward, but instead of handing over the sword, he knelt down holding the sword and kowtowed three times. When he raised his head, he was still dripping with cold sweat. Looking at him, his eyes were black and white, peaceful.

Chang Yu was so dazed for a moment that he could almost feel his hair standing on end, and had to admit the distant and mysterious resemblance that flowed in his bones and blood.

He nodded, "Then follow your wishes, brother Wang will do it himself."

The fine copper sword body carried the winter's cold through the chest cavity, taking away some of the inner temperature.She looked up dazedly at Dai Wang's face, who was close at hand, and Dai Wang also looked down at her.This young prince was the same age as her, with a sharp face, but his eyes were gentle and calm, sometimes humorous, he didn't like books, he loved swords, guns and horses, a bit like her father.

Changyu was standing in front of the desk, her face could not be seen here, but he knew that she was not too surprised.

This is indeed the case, Dai Wangding looked at her helpless eyes, clenched the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and didn't pull it out for a while.She put her hand on the sword blade in front of her chest, and couldn't restrain her breath that gradually became chaotic. The corners of her lips kept overflowing with fine blood foam, which flowed over her white chin and neck, and stained the blood-stained front of her deep clothes. , Then he lost his composure, and coughed suddenly, the more he coughed, the more painful it became, the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down his temples, and finally he retched from the pain.

She coughed and vomited, and slowly bent down, a little out of breath, she was still hanging on the slender sword tip, but her legs were limp and about to slide down.Dai Wang was reluctant to let go, but he knew that the sword was very sharp, and he couldn't just cut her in half, so he slowly drew out the sword.Pei Se's chest cleared, and he stopped coughing up the pale red blood, and a line of blood snaked down from his lips very smoothly.

She had nothing to rely on, but she still stood stubbornly. I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment, maybe half a moment. When she couldn't stand anymore, she softened her knees, and suddenly grabbed Dai Wang with her bloody hand. arm, trying to hold on to him.

Dai Wang was able to look at her a few more times because she was facing the sun outwards, her pupils were light-colored, and a few wisps of winter sun, thin as threads, passed through the pitch black, as if they would break at the touch of a touch.The strength in his hand gradually disappeared, and finally he knelt down while clasping his arm.Dai Wang was so startled that he held her wrist with his backhand, and watched her pupils shine brightly, but her expression gradually became weaker and weaker, and finally dispersed.

The last scene that stayed in those eyes was the surviving soldiers among the remnants of the ranks crying bitterly. In the distance in the sky, one could see the black and silver banner falling from the city tower in the distance, replaced by the long-premeditated scarlet banner. The swallow flew over the clouds and floated up a corner, covering a piece of blue sky.The slightly cool skin and tendons under the thin and thin joints still had a weak pulse, which suddenly subsided before the next stroke came.

Dai Wang didn't know, the last thought that crossed her mind was a bit funny, but luckily Dai Wang couldn't see it, otherwise she would have to laugh at her.What she thought was: Fortunately, fortunately, it was a sunny day.She had heard the old man say that when she was about to die, she was so soft-hearted that she fell in love with memories.

Dai Wang finally let go of his hand and let her fall down.He lowered his eyes, and flashed the appearance of this person when he was a child in his mind. At that time, she regarded herself as an adult, but she didn't know that she was the same age as her. In his opinion, that solemn appearance was really funny.The young brother nestled in her arms and refused to sleep, grabbed her fair neck and said with a smile: "Sister, you smell so good." The hot child already had a layer of sweat on the tip of his nose, and he still didn't let it go.

Lin Yun was still surnamed Ling at that time, squatting on the side, talking about her eagerly: "Pei Se, don't you want to go riding and shooting? Don't you go? Really don't go?"

She just hissed, "Wait a minute, Chang Yu is still asleep, so don't disturb Xiao Jinming."

That was when Jin Ming entered the palace on an unknown day last year, Dai Wang hated himself for not being able to remember the date.She grew up and jumped out of the car deftly. The corners of her bright yellow skirt were blown by the spring wind, summer wind or autumn wind, but she only stretched out her hand to press the long hair that was blown by the wind, and her cheeks were a little red by the wind.The girl's brows and eyes were still as dark and innocent as when she was a child, and she smiled at herself on the city wall from afar.

The wind was cold, Dai Wang withdrew his chaotic thoughts, wiped the fine bronze sword on his robe, and then knelt down again to offer the sword.

However, Changyu seemed to feel that the bloody, messy and unclean that was flowing all over the ground did not take the sword, but took a small step back, and took another look at the body in front of the steps with green lips and white face that was gradually becoming stiff, and just patted Pat him on the shoulder, "Thank you, brother."

The sound of Gong Xiting's trampling horse's hooves was far away, and Fu Lang turned his head while walking in the valley, until he couldn't even see the shadow of anyone, and then turned his head in a sense of loss.This child is persevering and reticent, but he has a kind heart to repay his kindness, but he doesn't know how capable he is, whether he is going to die or not.In fact, that's all there is to it, everyone has their own destiny, and it's good to be able to choose for themselves like she did.Fu Lang was involuntary in the past and knew the value of freedom. At that time, she envied such a person the most.

He walked far away from Shen Cheng, and the chaos behind him became silent.The mountain plum tree creaked and swayed in the wind, Fu Lang lost his mind, and the battle song came from behind him in the distance.She didn't know when she stopped, and looked back in a daze, there was billowing black smoke billowing from the walls of Shencheng in the distance, most of which were covered by plum branches in the mountains.After such a distance, the singing became louder and louder, and the fighting spirit faded away. It turned out to be like a dirge.

Ulan helped her arm, and said in a low voice, "Girl, let's go..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Lang shook off her hand as if being scalded by a fire, and staggered towards the hillside.The hillside is not steep, but it is mixed with gravel. Fu Lang fell down, grabbed the weed roots exposed in the loess and climbed up with his hands and feet. He hurriedly climbed to the top of the hillside, but he didn't do anything, just stepped back look far.

There is still nothing to see here, but just happened to see Chen Jun's vermilion flag planted on the city wall, and Qi's black flag with a silver border suddenly fell from the tower, fluttering and landed on the ground below the city without making a sound.Thick smoke kept rolling out of the end of the city wall, Chen Jun would set fire to the city, Xuezong City was like this at that time, and of course Shencheng was like this, there was no accident.

She didn't know what happened in Shencheng, and didn't know if everything happened step by step as Pei Se expected, but there was a voice in her heart that gradually swayed until it reached her throat, making her dizzy.

The song was separated by miles, and only a few broken syllables came from it, but after listening to it for two days, Fu Lang was already very familiar with the words and sentences, and he naturally completed the war song in his mind, in which was Meng Dong's Frost and Snow , the soldiers crossed the river beams singing elegy, all they wanted was peace in the world.

The soldiers of Qi State are ordinary people, they have nothing but flesh and blood, they are not invincible heavenly soldiers, the road in Longhan is difficult, facing the enemy's army, they are not without fear and distress, but they just want to die with joy , Nine deaths without regret.The same goes for her sweetheart.

It's hard to say whether it's a war song or a dirge, the tone is so fluttering, it's like the day in the rainstorm in Pingyang, she knelt down angrily on the roof of the gold-painted carriage, and yelled at Pei Se who was under the carriage. Shouting, Pei Se went in without knowing it, his face was full of bewilderment.

At that time, Fu Lang had a bad attitude, no one taught her to talk to people like that.But at that time, Pei Se didn't know what was wrong, so she smiled unskillfully.

Fu Lang remembered every detail of that rainstorm, including the slight curvature of her lips when she smiled, the golden hairpin in her hand mixed with the cold rain, and Pei Se's hand loosening the umbrella, which was easily swept away by the strong wind. Going up to the sky, I don't know where to go, and the ground is dimly covered.

The author has something to say:

Yes babies, this is the end of the first volume (/▽╲)

"Lianshan Midnight Green" was not originally called "Lianshan Midnight Green". At first, when I was reading the Book of Songs, I saw an article about the female son of the Warring States Period, and thought it was very cool.The coolness becomes a small brain hole, and the small brain hole becomes a big tiankeng. The images of Fu Lang and Pei Se are so cute that they become this article that I like very much.

I thought about serious research before, but in the end I still have enough energy to spare, so it is an overhead background, and it will be easier to write by myself.

I was a bit stupid when I wrote this, and I didn’t particularly consider the effect, so the data is really overwhelming (hey, blame yourself, please), and several readers can’t stand 2333【.Anyway, I don't care about it because I like it very much.

Because a few friends who appeared in the comments often praised me (...), it gave me a lot of confidence, and I wrote you all in my little book!I wish you good luck in the Year of the Rooster!

Anyway, this is the end of the first volume, close to 30 words, here I mark the end first (/▽╲)

The outline of the second volume has been finished, but it is not too detailed, so I haven't started writing for the time being.

I don't know if there are fairies who want to read the next volume!

But no matter if anyone reads it or not, I will write it, because I like it very much (/▽╲)

As for when to write it, I don't know.Indifferent face.

Fairy who followed all the way, thank you for your attention, hehehe.

Thank you for your company

See you next volume!

(Reminders can’t be posted on Weibo@是你的章话比, because I’d be shy (/▽╲))