A little cinnabar nevus between the eyebrows

In Lianjiang nunnery, Princess Yuyan shaved her hair and became a nun. When Lianchengxie rushed away, there was only one nun sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha in green clothes, beating wooden fish, and studying scriptures hard.

Lian Chengxie leaned against the door, looked at Yuyan kneeling there with some despair, and called softly: "Yuyan?"

Those who sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha ignored it and did not look back...

Qian Mei looked at Lian Chengxie outside the nunnery, and after all, she liked it. After all, Lian Chengxie had no herself in those 20 years. After all, Lian Chengxie found her because of his beloved Princess Yuyan.

So don't be jealous, don't be cruel, don't be suspicious, he will still go with me...

Just like this, how long did Lian Chengxie stand in front of that door, and how long did Qian Mei also stand outside the door? there is one alone...

In the end, Yuyan never looked back.There is no turning back for many people and many things.It's a pity that both the front and the back are seas of bitterness.

Lian Chengxie still walked down the steps slowly, Qian Mei smiled slightly, but the bitterness around the corner of her mouth thickened into her heart from her throat.

Lian Chengxie walked up to Qian Mei and patted his head: "Let's go, I have already handed in my resignation to His Majesty."

Qian Mei held Lian Chengxie's hand and nodded lightly. He turned his head and glanced at Yuyan. She was still there, silently reciting the "Heart Sutra".Lian Chengxie didn't look back, got on the horse, and left quickly. He didn't know if he really let go and didn't need to turn back, or because he couldn't let go, so he couldn't turn back?

Linxi kept sending good news, and Emperor Wen was overjoyed. He still hesitated about Lian Chengxie's resignation, but finally approved it.

Lian Chengxie and Qian Mei were the main supporters of Yue Zhongxuan. In less than two years, Qian Mei resigned from office, and Lian Chengxie also resigned. The situation between the court and China became somewhat delicate.

In April, the peaches and plums are blooming, the willows are verdant, the blue waves are rippling on the Lianjiang River, and the slight sound of piano and drum music can be heard from time to time in the painting boat.

Yue Zhongyin handed the willow branch to Qian Mei, who caught it with both hands, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

Yue Zhongyin looked at Qianmei and Lian Chengxie who were standing together, and cupped his hands: "Bon voyage"

Qian Mei returned the gift: "What are your plans in the future, Your Highness?"

"Linxi is about to be completely captured. After the peace is settled, the world will be re-divided into state capitals. I will go to the old Linxi to be a magistrate, far away from here." After pondering for a while, he continued: "The graveyard is really too big. I lived in desolation and loneliness, and my heart ached every time I looked at the grave..."

In fact, Qian Mei also understands that the small cemetery is always reminding Yue Zhong Yin Shen Cunzhi of the fact that he is dead, always painful, always lonely, it is really hard to live like that.

"Then I wish you an early realization of your ambition"

Yue Zhong smiled wryly, and raised his eyes to look at Lian Chengxie: "You are also an actor, why did you end up together, but you left behind? Could it be that the cinnabar mole can bring good luck?"

Lian Chengxie took a look at Yue Zhongyin, who was a bit downcast, and pulled Qianxiu into the car. What could he say? He only blamed Yue Zhongyin for not cherishing it early. look?

Qian Xie is also slightly sad, he and Shen Cunzhi, the red thread is full of mistakes, the road is the same and the destination is different.

The chariots and horses slowly set off on the road, and after leaving Minjing, Qianmei opened the curtain, looked outside, faced the mountains and rivers outside, and turned her back to Lianchengxie, only then did Qianmei dare to show the smile on her face. A trace of panic and anxiety.He held Lian Chengxie's hand, his palm was slightly sweating, as warm as the hand he held, he didn't want to lose it.

Ye Huiwen is the only one who knows that she is Lianchengxie's brother. As long as she doesn't tell, Lianchengxie won't know, but how can she stop her from opening her mouth and accept them?Qian Mei suddenly dared not go home.

"What are you thinking?"

Qian Mei turned her head and put on a smiling face: "I heard that the peonies in Hengyang, Jinzhou are just in bloom. Shall we go and have a look?"

“Also good”

Qian Mei breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled, procrastinating for as long as she could, and staying with Lian Chengxie for as long as she could, Qian Mei leaned lightly on Lian Chengxie's shoulder, smelling the faint fragrance of his hair.Willing to abandon human affairs and swim with you to Huafa.

Hangyang peonies are graceful and luxurious, attracting bees to fly. The white ones are flawless, the red ones are delicate and charming, and the white and pink ones are even more distinctive. The peonies in the city are full of other colors.The world loves peonies, and peonies are naturally beautiful, but although they are beautiful, they have lost some of their character.

When the peony saw the end, Qian Mei left Jinzhou and went to Yanzhou, where the camellias were full of tea. The rain had passed and the summer had not arrived, and the best tea-picking period had passed, but Yanzhou was still warm and humid. Diluted the uneasiness in Qian Mei's heart.

Qian Mei stood on the mountain, looking at the tea pickers with hats, pointed fingers, and nimble hands and feet.From time to time, the laughter of the girls echoed in the mountains and rivers. The woodcutter Alang sang folk songs on the top of the mountain, and some brave girls sang along. Afterwards, the girls sang more and more vigorously, and they even started fighting songs. The movements of the hands are not slow, faintly integrated with the song.

Qian Mei laughed after hearing this: "We also have a kind of local opera there, which is also very interesting."

"It sounds like you haven't sung for a long time."

Qianmei hummed softly in her mouth: "April is beautiful, and May is singing. August is its grass, and October is falling. On the first day, I will take the raccoon dog, and take the fox. It is the son's fur. On the second day, I will kill it. The same, it contains martial arts. If you say it privately, you will give it to the public."

"I've never heard that tune"

"Originally it was Yuyang's own local melody, but since it came out of Yuyang, I hadn't heard it."

After leaving Chashan, I left Yanzhou and went to Xuzhou, which is known as the fairyland on earth. At that time, the founding emperor Zhao Gaozu of Fengqing wore a yellow robe there. It means that some only have beautiful mountains and rivers and gurgling water.

Since entering the border of Xuzhou, the water has become clear and lovely. It is said that there are many Taoists living in seclusion in the mountains and rivers of Xuzhou, but I don’t know if it is true or not.Maybe it's true, this beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, stay here relaxed and happy, wouldn't it be comfortable?

When the weather heats up, the two will go to the cool and pleasant Qingzhou, where there is a summer resort, the Qingshu Palace on earth, and the Guanghan Palace in the sky.

When the weather turned cold, I arrived in Lanzhou, where the orchids are fragrant in all directions. The orchids have fallen, leaving only the strength of character.

A leaf falls, and the pearl leaves, and the scenery is bleak at this time.The moon shadow on the painting building is cold, the west wind blows the curtain, thinking about the past.

Qianmei opened the curtain of the carriage and looked out the window, her face forbearance showed a worried expression several times, it was winter, and she was going to Yanzhou, after Yanzhou was Huizhou...

After all this detour, he still wants to go, the first spring of next year is his father's ten-year commitment, he must go back, and he originally wanted to relocate his father's grave, but it took so long.It was even more unpleasant to think that I had never burned a stick of incense in front of my biological father's grave.

Yanzhou, the city is full of snow, the ruts creaked on the white snow, the stove in the carriage was very warm, the opened curtains blew in the cold wind, Qianmei put down the curtains again.

Lian Chengxie held Qian Mei's hand: "Jiuyue, why are you unhappy?"

Qian Mei looked at Lian Chengxie in surprise: "I'm not unhappy"

Lian Chengxie stroked Qian Mei's eyebrows: "Then why are you frowning?"

Qian Mei lowered her head and then raised her head again: "Because I'm afraid that I will be alone in the future, and I will swim again in this Fengqing mountain and river again."

Lian Chengxie laughed when he heard his words, "How could I leave you alone?"

It's a pity that things in the world always become a prophecy, a dream.