[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

They are two little padded jackets from later generations like her.

"The words can't be so black and white...Forget it, let's not talk about them first, talk about us." Yang Jian sighed—his wife, who always sees everything as simple and beautiful, and the two of them have never been fine in terms of vigilance. easy to say. "I can't understand your recent behavior. You suddenly said something like that that night. I don't believe that you really think that in your heart, but I can't figure out why you said those things. Pushing forward, I can't guess you Why did you hide your identity and come to Xiqi. Counting from now on, I don’t understand why you sneaked into Chaoge Palace several times.”

Ao Cun's heart shuddered, "You sent someone to watch me?"

"No." Yang Jian said helplessly, "Someone saw you sneaking out of the camp. For Nezha's sake, he didn't tell Uncle Jiang. Instead, he told Nezha first, and Brother Nezha told me. You have been looking for The vixen in question is really the Su Daji next to Zishou, right? Cun Xin, I don't doubt you, as long as you give me an explanation, let me know what you want to do."

What exactly do you want to do?Ao Cunxin was speechless.

The silence dragged on minute by minute, dragging Yang Jian's originally calm mood tighter and tighter.

However, she had nothing to say.

Yang Jian was just talking about the matter, and he didn't expect to get such an answer that was not an answer. He raised his voice unconsciously: "Is this a tacit consent? A tacit consent that you have a problem?"

The silence in the tent spread infinitely like pine smoke into the water.

Yang Jian put away his suspicious expression, got up and pulled Ao Cunxin to sit next to her, gently pressed her shoulders, and said patiently and softly: "Cunxin, you and I are married, no matter what happens, you can tell me, Don't be alone in your heart, I will figure out a solution with you. Did Xihai ask you for something? Or did the Queen Mother threaten you?"

Ao Cunxin finally shook her head: "No, no. I dare not communicate with Xihai, and the Queen Mother will not threaten me, a little dragon girl."

Yang Jian's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his voice was full of loneliness: "So it's my problem? You pretended to be the little princess of the East China Sea. I didn't even know the reason and I played with you for so long. Don't you trust me?" He Raising his hand, he took off Ao Cunxin's mask, revealing that familiar face.

All her reactions were exposed to his perceptive eyes.

"No..." But it was nothing, she couldn't utter a word for a while.She is not good at planning a layout.

Yang Jian always felt that Cun Xin was quite different from before. On the surface, she was clearly the same arrogant and cheerful third princess, but inside she seemed to have added a layer of tranquility and spaciousness, which extinguished most of the chatter that was once cheerful or coquettish. The strangeness made him feel uneasy. .The incision on his left shoulder was still hurting, and the numbness from the poison had not completely faded away, as if his chest was also starting to feel tight.

What was the reason why she couldn't speak?what exactly is it?

Having lived and died together several times, Yang Jian has never felt that the hearts of the two are so far away, so far away that he can't even see them clearly, let alone know and trust each other.

Ao Cunxin suffered a lot from his series of questioning, so she simply repeated the same trick, holding Yang Jian's face, closing her eyes and kissing his thin lips, trying to beg him to let her go, but he turned her side suddenly head away.

"...You don't believe me." Ao Cunxin said in a low voice, unable to lose her temper.

"You don't believe me either." Yang Jian stared straight at her, and said "you've changed" that pierced his heart, and couldn't bear to say it. "Do you know how strange you are now?"

Ao Cun's face was calm, but his heart was almost in a state of confusion. He couldn't think of anything else to argue, and he pulled Yang Jian's hand begging for mercy.Yang Jian withdrew his hand before she touched him.She held it empty, only grabbing a handful of cold winter coolness.

In fact, it's more than just the coolness in the palm of your hand?She has been struggling in the bitter cold of fate for more than ten years.She is a kite in a distant time and space, witnessing a war that has already known its ending, facing a man who has been entangled with him for half a lifetime, clinging to a secret that she dare not say no matter what, she is as lonely as a kite with a broken string.Now she wants to kiss him, but he refuses; she wants to hold hands, but he also refuses.She bet everything to come to this time and space, and she no longer has anything, and even silence has become a sin.

"Yang Jian," Ao Cunxin lowered her head, covering all her expressions, "Do you still love me? Do you not love me anymore?"

here we go again.Yang Jian was probably annoyed that the wound of the blood-transforming knife was too painful, so he pinched the top of his left arm with his right hand twice, and his black eyes glanced sharply to the side.

"Why don't you talk?" Ao Cunxin murmured.

Yang Jian sighed, "What do you want me to say?"

What do you want him to say?Doesn't he know?

When one thought rises, the world is so far away; when one thought falls, the world is so far away.

Ao Cun got up and left: "It's nothing."

"Speak clearly!" Yang Jian stepped forward and grabbed her.

Ao Cunxin pushed his hand off his arm little by little, looked directly at the puzzlement in his eyes, and said in a low voice after a while, "I'm tired, Yang Jian, I'm really tired." With a hundred lies to go round, she hated this shameful feeling from the bottom of her heart.She had to admit that she was by no means the kind of person who could endure humiliation, she just wanted to be open and aboveboard, and to be kind and friendly.

Yang Jian squinted his eyes, completely confused, completely confused.

"It's not your fault that you don't understand. I don't blame you but I'm really tired." Ao Cunxin's voice was hoarse, she turned and left.

"Where are you going?" Yang Jian raised his hand suspiciously, but did not continue to stop him.

Ao Cunxin paused, "I don't know either."

"I don't know?" Yang Jian repeated her answer in disbelief.She would rather avoid his sight aimlessly than confide even half a word of her thoughts to him?What on earth did she take him for?

"Ao Cunxin," just now, Yang Jian thought that he would never be able to ask this kind of question that made him speechless in his life, "Do you still have Yang Jian in your heart?"

Ao Cunxin closed her eyes and let out a long breath. Even when she heard Ao Lie's talk about all things being empty in Sapo Valley, she had never been so depressed. "At this moment, I would rather not have it."

I would rather never have these self-inflicted pains.

Yang Jian slowly lowered the hand that had been held up stiffly, "So, you really want to leave, and you didn't give any explanation from the beginning to the end. Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want?"

Ao Cunxin was suddenly bored, no matter what it was for, he was bored anyway, as if the sand and stones that had been silted up for too long suddenly came down from the mountain wall: "Why, don't come back after you leave, okay? Okay."

Goddess of Siron

Ao Cunxin rushed out of Zhouying in a fit of anger, walked all the way down the mountain along the west line, stepped on the solid ground, and gradually calmed down with the quiet mountain scenery in his heart.

Aimlessly turning around the winding mountain road, Ao Cunxin frowned, and raised her eyes to see a touch of pink that suddenly caught her eyes.It was a small plum grove, wild and wild, full of brilliant waxy red, covered with thin white snow that fell last night, like a beauty with half-covered red makeup, indescribably bright and moving.

She flew away in the wind, her toes tapped on the thin branches, shaking the crystal clear snow, taking a deep breath of the cold air, the plum fragrance remained the same, and her preference remained the same.

In fact, Ao Cun didn't feel any anger or anger in his heart, probably because he was forced by some plans against his will for a long time, and he couldn't breathe.If she continues to confront him, there is no guarantee that worse emotions will not erupt, which will make the already stalemate even more irreversible, so she has no choice but to choose to pause for a while, to be quiet by herself, and to put this situation to rest. I figured everything out, so before leaving the camp, I took the Ningxiang pills I begged from the four princesses of the East China Sea to cover up the smell.

At this time, she saw the luxuriant red plums all over the slope, and she seemed to be infected by its meaning of welcoming the spring. She cast a spell to change a wild plum with a fine stamen into a fragrant long skirt, took off the mask, and put it on Xihai's dress together. In the hand, the mood is smooth.

Hearing a soft sound, Ao Cunxin was about to turn his head to look, when suddenly a person behind him covered his mouth and nose, and immediately inhaled the dizzying fragrance.Although she is in Yin Shang's body, the boundless mind is running in the body by itself due to habit, so she lost her way.She didn't know who it was, she didn't dare to make a fuss, so she took advantage of the situation and pretended to be fascinated, waiting to see what the person wanted to do.

It seemed to be a man of burly stature, but he had the ability to sneak up on the slender plum branches, lightly carried the limp Ao Cun Xin on his shoulders, and then fell back to the ground silently.

Ao Cunxin secretly opened his eyes and saw that there was no one approaching, guessing that this person must be careless after winning, so he pointed at his acupoints suddenly, the person was completely defenseless and fell down under the attack.

Ao Cunxin took a step away and recognized him: "King Xirong?"

Xirong was originally the name given to them by later history books. Ao Cunxin was outside the time and space of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, so he naturally knew it.The Xirong Yi people are not familiar with the unique acupuncture method of the Central Plains, no wonder she got it so easily.But then again, what would it be like if he, the leader of the Qiang people, didn't sit in the western frontier and go all the way to Qishan to do this kind of thing that hurt people behind his back?

The man fell sideways on the ground and looked up at Ao Cunxin with warm eyes, but he didn't seem to understand what she was talking about. "Is 'Xi Rong' the name of the Central Plains that the goddess gave the lonely king? Well, the lonely king likes it." He stood up as if nothing had happened.

With the strength he has demonstrated, it is not uncommon to be able to break through the locked acupuncture points, and Ao Cunxin is not surprised at all.She glanced around and smiled back: "Are you planning to sneak attack Da Zhou on Da Zhou's territory? Tell your clansmen not to hide, it's useless to hide."

"No," King Xirong's eyes were extremely frank, "The lonely king came here on a special trip.