Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

The imperial city is lively, pedestrians/flowing water, cars and horses like a dragon, shouting bursts.

Jiang Yushu was sitting quietly by the window on the third floor of "Fengqing Shanshui Residence".

There is a person in white clothes, with a jade flute on his body, and 'Sky Blue Jue' lying quietly on his waist.This is the only accessory on his body.

But everyone on the third floor of "Fengqing Shanshuiju" couldn't help but cast their eyes in his direction.

——Lingling is elegant, light and elegant, not disturbing the world, and has its own charm.

The most important thing is the jade flute in his hand.

—— Ziyu Xiao.

That's unique to Mr. Qingyu, where are others coming from?

The people on the third floor couldn't believe it. How could they see the legendary person here?

But what they didn't expect was that Young Master Qingyu became famous, but he was blind.

He is blind!

be surprised!

dumb!

stunned!

Everyone's expressions were different.

The man who once caused a sensation in the sky, and was promised by the current eldest prince to walk side by side with two horses, white jade and glazed man.Now he is blind!

But he is still talented and famous, and his jade flute is famous all over the world, and he is youthful, living in the eyes of the world.

It was Tian who was jealous of Zhu Yan and wanted to steal his eyes so that he could not see the chaos in the world.It's still good luck to trick people, let this elegant man become famous all over the world, but he will always be in darkness without light.

Everything is unknown?

All of a sudden, there were voices of regret and lamentation on the third floor, and some envy and admiration for his temperament.

A blind person has very good hearing.

Jiang Yushu just smiled after hearing this, and sipped a cup of tea on the table leisurely.

He tasted the tea slowly, little by little.As if chewing memories, the eyebrows are indifferent, and the cherry blossoms are burned in the eyebrows, but because of his indifferent movements, they are more and more beautiful.

Everyone restrained their thoughts, shook their heads, and sipped tea.But there are still people who look at it carefully from time to time.

"Fengqing Shanshuiju" is just like its name, a place where literati gather.This building is simple and unsophisticated, divided into three floors.

The first floor is a gathering place for ordinary people to listen to books and do their homework.

On the second floor is martial arts riding and archery/proficiency, and capable people with brilliant literary talents compete with each other.

The third floor is the world's amazing talents, who are famous in the world, and talents with both martial arts and martial arts have the ability to come up.

Before Jiang Yushu came here, he also went through a lot of fighting and fighting, and sat here quietly.It should prove the truth of this year's legend.

He listened to the excitement outside the window with a smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Seeing him laughing, Xie Yiya immediately covered his mouth.Don't let yourself cry.

This year, when I was with him, I never lit a candle.Because he can't see it, is it ironic to light the wax?

He said that he didn't like the noise at the bottom of the mountain, he didn't want to set foot in the world, and he didn't want to participate in intrigue, but it turned out that it was all fake.

The man reached out of the window, touched the air outside the window, and felt the warmth of the sun.

Xie Yiya was silent.

How could this child not know that the man who has been avoiding the noise of the world longs for light and warmth more than anyone else.

—and stronger than anyone else.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent more than a year practicing Xiao Yi, delving into medical theory, exploring the mechanism of the five elements, and familiarizing himself with the art of war.He was so stubborn, how could he bear to lose himself.

But he never said it.

Xie Yiya wanted to take him down the mountain to have a look every time, but was always rejected.

Is he used to the darkness, or is it too painful in the past?Xie Yiya couldn't figure it out, he was too young to understand.

But at this time, Xie Yiya just wanted to cry.

It's a pity, but also distressed.

For more than a year, he lived too hard.

Like a taut string that never relaxes.

Even if Jiang Yushu didn't say anything, Xie Yiya is a big kid, how could he not know.

Xie Yi swallowed his saliva, changed his mood, looked at the embroidery building opposite, and said excitedly: "My lord, look, the lady in the embroidery building is about to throw a hydrangea ball."

As soon as he said this, Xie Yiya realized that he was wrong.

He is blind, how can he see?

"Son..."

Jiang Yushu restrained his smile, and stroked the blue and white glass teacup on the table with his fingers.He paused for a moment, and a strand of black hair fell from his shoulders, covering his eyes.He also covered his face, so he couldn't see his expression.

I only heard his faint words, which were gentle without too much ups and downs.

"It's okay. You accidentally lost..."

Xie Yiya felt guilty, touched his missing place, and blamed himself.

Feeling the child's silence, the man smiled and comforted him, "Didn't you say you wanted to watch the hydrangea throwing? Why didn't you talk? Could it be that the hydrangea is not lively enough?"

"No...not... the hydrangea is beautiful."

Xie Yiya's eyes were on the man downstairs, and he stammered.

Jiang Yushu couldn't see it, and wasn't too curious about what Xie Yiya saw.

"My lord, I'll go down and have a look. There are many people below, it's very lively." The child saw a figure not far away, and disappeared after leaving a word.

"Yi Ya, don't wander around."

His response was silence.He smiled slightly, stroked the jade flute, and then sipped tea.

Zhao Yifeng went to the western region for more than a year, experienced on the battlefield, and the border was windy and sandy.Let him mature a lot, especially about Jiang Yushu, let his previous emotions dissipate and fade with the battle on the battlefield.

The marriage with that man was a royal joke, which made Jiang Yushu pay the price.

Zhao Yifeng knew that it would be difficult to see him again.

At this time, Zhao Yifeng sat on a high horse, dressed in red, with a self-contained spirit.

The crowd gathered in the distance, and the loud shouts successfully attracted his attention.

"What's going on in front?" He looked ahead, sitting upright.

"Your Highness, we are throwing a hydrangea ball to invite relatives." The subordinate said.

"About marriage?"

"Your Highness, today is March [-]th, that young lady is looking for a husband-in-law."

Zhao Yifeng paused, turned his head to look at the people around him, his eyes were uncertain, and he couldn't tell what the taste was.

March [-]th was the day when Zhao Yifeng married Jiang Yushu.Now it is very lively here, very similar to the scene where Zhao Yifeng married Jiang Yushu back then.

At that time, his writing was weak.Now, he is famous.

"Your Highness, should we go and see?"

The border is bitter and cold, how can it be beautiful?Now when I go back to the city, I don’t want to miss any excitement.

Only a pleading voice was heard from behind.All the generals are longing for it.

Zhao Yifeng frowned, "This hall is not interested."

"Your Highness, you don't even have the fate of 'Beauty Shame'. You can't miss it." The subordinate said flatteringly.

"Beauty Shame"!

court death!

The past was brought up again, and the man was furious.

"Are you tired of living? You can also say the fate of this hall."

The subordinate panicked for a moment, "Your Highness calm down, I just want to relieve myself."

The border is bitterly cold, the yellow sand is rolling, and the soil is piled with ash.How could Zhao Yifeng not know what they were thinking.

"All dismount, remove armor, and dress casually. Don't use the behavior of soldiers and bandits in the imperial city, otherwise don't blame the hall's long sword for having no eyes."

The heavy soldiers were ordered and cheered happily.

After a while, everyone dismounted and dispersed.

Zhao Yifeng walked to the outskirts of the crowd, and from a distance, he saw the young lady in the embroidered building wearing a bright red dress.

red.

Eye-catching red.

His thoughts seemed to be that he was also in red at that time.

I don't know if it was too unforgettable in the past, or it is different today.

He didn't leave, and stood on the periphery.Watching a group of people scrambling for hydrangeas.

Seeing the bright red shadow at the bottom, the woman upstairs shyly lowered her head, raised her head again, and smiled gracefully at Zhao Yi.

Everyone has been waiting for a long time, and they have long been impatient.Nowadays, women hold hydrangeas and want to throw them away, which is very seductive.There was a commotion at the lower end, urgent urging, and dissatisfaction filled.

"hurry up……"

"Come here..."

"Hurry up, don't wait..."

……

The woman lowered her head, closed her eyes, and exerted force.The hydrangea streaked across the air and headed towards Zhao Yifeng's direction.

Zhao Yifeng avoided it neatly, but he didn't want crazy people to surround him, the crowd/flow was surging and they fought frantically.

The hydrangea is in the hands of everyone, jumping and jumping.The woman upstairs looked at Zhao Yifeng in surprise, as if she hadn't expected that he would not pick up the hydrangea.

Hydrangea invites relatives, resign to fate.

Women naturally hope that they can marry a good man.

With expectation, he looked nervously at the people below.

Zhao Yifeng couldn't break free from the crowd, and was wrapped in the crowd, walking away with them.

I saw his complexion getting worse and worse.It was gloomy like a gust of wind was coming.

"Damn!"

Whispered, distracted for a moment.

But suddenly, the crowd retreated to both sides, the hydrangea fell straight from the sky, and it was about to hit the boy in red.I saw the red clothes flying around, dazzled people's eyes, the young man exerted all his strength and kicked vigorously.The hydrangea flew towards the opposite building.

That building is exactly "Fengqing Shanshuiju", and everyone's eyes are following the hydrangea.

then,

Hydrangea ran towards the man in white.

Jiang Yushu felt a gust of wind coming, and immediately prepared to shoot, Yuxiao poured out.

However, before Yuxiao moved, the hydrangea was already in his arms.Everyone at the lower end looked at the man on the third floor in surprise.

The man sat sideways by the window, holding a hydrangea in his arms.

Zhao Yifeng didn't expect that he kicked at "Fengqing Shanshuiju" with his foot.If we want to go up, I am afraid that we will have to fight with literature and martial arts, and it will be another toss.

Xie Yiya had already seen Zhao Yifeng in the crowd.Although he is an orphan, the fact that Zhao Yifeng's two horses ran side by side caused a sensation in the whole city, who didn't know?

He didn't like Zhao Yifeng very much, and he didn't like Zhao Yifeng because he was born and acquired, so he didn't want Zhao Yifeng and Jiang Yushu to get involved.

He ran up to the third floor and snatched the hydrangea while Jiang Yushu didn't check.

"The hydrangea is in the hands of my son." Xie Yiya shouted down with a loud voice.

When Zhao Yifeng heard the young master, his eyes tightened, and he looked up, only to see a figure in white clothes, the man by the window lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly.

A sense of familiarity comes over the surface.

"Qingyu..." murmured.

"Yi Ya, don't mess around." Jiang Yushu was sullen.

What Xie Yiya thought in his heart was to let Jiang Yushu marry a woman so that he would not have to entangle with Zhao Yifeng.

"The hydrangea was received by my young master, and the young lady is a good match for the young master."

"Xie Yiya!" There was a cold voice.

With a "bang", the hydrangea fell to the ground.Yuxiao swayed past, Xie Yiya was already kneeling on the ground, blood bloomed on his knees.

"My lord..." Xie Yiya looked at him in disbelief, as if he didn't expect the person in front of him to hurt him with the jade flute.

"I said, don't mess around."

He was really angry.

The man sat quietly by the window, unable to see his face, and stated lightly, "I have no intention of making a hydrangea ball to recruit relatives. Return the hydrangea ball."

The red shadow drifted past, and the hydrangea returned to the crowd.

The people at the lower end saw that the people upstairs had no intention of fighting, nor did they blame them, they just regarded them as oolongs.Immediately, there was an uproar of voices, and all kinds of voices filled the lower part of the embroidery building.

The moment of silence became lively.

Xie Yi Ya knelt on the ground, pitifully, "My lord, Yi Ya made a mistake."

"Do you know what's wrong with you?" He asked lightly, his long eyelashes trembling, and his eyes were dull.

The child was innocent and shook his head.

"I'm blind, how can I drag others down?"

Xie Yiya didn't understand, he just wanted Jiang Yushu to have someone to take care of him, and said with concern: "Young master doesn't think about marriage, it's too lonely."

Let Jiang Yushu be silent about the child's words.

"Lonely..."

He smiled and said nothing.

"Go back, you've seen enough of today's excitement. The injury on your leg is enough for a month. You calculated my price."

Xie Yiya was stunned, and was stunned for a moment, "My lord, you know all about it?"

As smart as him, although he can't see, how could he allow himself to be a truly blind person?

"Let's go."

Yu Xiao pointed directly in front of her eyes, and Xie Yi held it with trembling teeth.Leading Jiang Yushu downstairs.

Zhao Yifeng received the hydrangea from the man upstairs, and Wen Sheng refused.An inexplicable sense of familiarity struck, Jiang Yushu probably came back.After he went up to the third floor, he only saw a white coat at the corner of the corridor.

After chasing out of the building, there are people coming and going on the street, and the white shadow has long since disappeared.

A voice came from upstairs at the right time, "Master Qingyu is gone..." "The hydrangea?"

Zhao Yifeng didn't hear what was said later, so it wasn't a hallucination.

He really came back.

When the wind blows, it shatters a tree of cherry blossoms, fluttering and fluttering.

Touching her cheek, a cherry blossom lightly covered her.

Look at the crimson again, just like the red makeup that day.