Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

night, moonlight

Fallen Court

Under the cherry tree

Jiang Yushu in the moonlight

Qingyu Gongzi under the cherry tree

Jiang Yushu sat quietly in the crimson, touching the jade flute.

The whole body of the jade flute is emerald green, with a little bit of blood.

Xiao is both a musical instrument and a murder weapon.

It looks beautiful, but in fact it will bloom blood flowers.

At this time, Jiang Yushu was playing the flute, and the sound of the Xiao could convey the voice of his heart.People who listen and understand may understand.

The sound of the flute played to a low place, as if the wind and rain were about to come, and the dark clouds covered the sun.Walking to a high place, there is an ethereal sound, like a river bursting its embankment, and the waves don't stop.

Pull the sound, the wind is strong, and the wind and snow are rolling.Turning sound, gurgling water, spring water ding-dong.Polyphony, thousands of horses are galloping, and thousands of troops are sweeping away.The sound falls, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Turn the situation, stretching long, the sound of rain tinkling.Go back to the front, walk to the water poor, sit and watch the clouds rise.

At the end of the song, people's hearts are stirring.

With the sound of Xiao Yin, Jiang Yushu's heart changed in every possible way.

But Zhao Yifeng heard the deep loneliness and loneliness inside.

How did he live when he left?Should he be with Xiao Sheng all the time, or should he study hard and become famous all over the world?

Zhao Yifeng smiled wryly.

"Your Highness really does not take the usual path." The man sat upright, sneering in a deep voice.

The man's face turned cold, and he immediately smiled loudly.

"This hall just doesn't take the usual path in Qingyu. Qingyu also knows that this hall is not an ordinary person."

Jiang Yushu bowed his head and did not respond. He was touching Yuxiao, if he could see it.Jiang Yushu really couldn't guarantee whether he would hit this man who didn't follow the normal path and reward him with a jade flute.

I saw Zhao Yifeng lying sideways on a green bamboo tree next to the bamboo building, and the green bamboo was bent by the weight.The leaves are scattered all over the place.

Jiang Yushu has very good hearing, so how could he not know that this person was here long ago?

"Your Highness, if you don't come down again, the green bamboo will have to be broken. It took Jiang a year to plant it. Are you sure you want to destroy it?"

He spoke lightly, his voice was very soft, but it was very sharp and chilling.Like a cold winter wind.

Zhao Yifeng looked back at him, the red hair band fluttering in the wind.The people in front of me are more transparent and tenacious.Just like green bamboo.

"My Highness is here, so Qingyu doesn't have to treat this Highness like this, right? My Highness came from a long way, and Qingyu ridiculed me even if I didn't ask for a cup of tea. How innocent is this Highness?"

The elegant man sneered, "Your Highness will not be a gentleman when we meet next time, do you still want Jiang to treat guests like a gentleman?"

Zhao Yifeng raised his eyebrows, and smiled flirtatiously, "This palace only wants to be with the scoundrel Qingyu."

Rogue!

presumptuous!

With a sound of "Whoosh!", the elegant man jumped up, his white clothes fluttered, and his black hair fluttered.The jade flute was striking.

How could Zhao Yifeng expect him to come as soon as he said it? It seems that he must be careful when speaking in the future.

The man flew, the celestial girl scattered flowers, and her black clothes were fierce, avoiding Jiang Yushu's aggressive moves.

"Qingyu, why did you come as soon as you said it? Did the palace make a mistake?"

The man's hand holding the jade flute kept turning around for a circle before attacking Zhao Yifeng again.

Zhao Yifeng's right hand was weak and numb, so he could only use his left hand to draw the sword.He shouted, "Qingyu, do you have to fight? This palace doesn't want to hurt you."

The man in white sneered, "Your Highness is so sure that you can hurt Jiang?" After he finished speaking, without waiting for Zhao Yifeng's reaction, Yuxiao dazzled his eyes.

Looking back again,

The jade flute is on Zhao Yifeng's neck.

Jiang Yushu nodded, and smiled gently, "Your Highness, offend me. Jiang has no choice but to teach His Highness how to be a gentleman today. I was so disrespectful just now, please forgive me!"

Zhao Yifeng looked down at the jade flute around his neck, stretched out his hand and tugged lightly, "It's okay, our hall hasn't found an opponent for a long time, and now Xiao Qingyu's sword is against this hall's sword, it's a good thing. Just now this hall didn't use all its strength, you and I will compete again ,how?"

The elegant man hesitated.Thinking that his right half of the palm was not as strong as the left when fighting with him, he asked curiously: "Your Highness, Jiang has always been curious about something."

Zhao Yifeng was delighted to meet his opponent, "Whatever Qingyu wants to know, I will tell you what I know."

The man smiled elegantly, warming his heart, "Your Highness's right hand does not seem to be fully exerted, but is it an old injury?"

Zhao Yifeng paused, his eyes widened.

Did he notice it?

He looked at his right hand and tried to lift it, even hold the sword.What?Insensible and ignorant, not even aware of cold and pain.

Suddenly recalled, at that time in order to find Qu Zhan.

Dozens of killers surrounded him closely.

The poisonous mist sprayed in the air, making it impossible to see clearly.A sense of suffocation struck, and he tried his best to kill the killers one by one.

Numerous wounds and pains on the body are full of reason.He told himself that he must live on.Be sure to go back alive to see him.

At that time, Jiang Yushu had just lost his father.

He told himself that witnesses must be found.

One sword on the abdomen, one sword on the shoulder blade, and many swords on the knee.

Every sword is a vital point, and the poisonous fog made him unable to see clearly or touch it.

Relying on his martial arts foundation, he finally killed all the killers.

However, the assassin who was going to die at the end stabbed him with a knife, and the poison was extracted, so it would not kill people, but it would damage limbs.

For those who practice martial arts, bones are important.

Ruining hands is more terrifying than ruining force.It is especially shameful to be half disabled.

The past is full, and the man is silent.

"Your Highness..." the elegant man called out, pulling him back from his thoughts.

Zhao Yifeng glanced at him affectionately, and said calmly: "The old wounds from battles on the battlefield will be healed. I can't do my right hand, but I still have my left hand. You and I will compete for a while."

Jiang Yushu touched the jade flute, and smiled for a moment, "Since His Highness is inconvenient with his right hand, Jiang doesn't want to take advantage of others. How about you and I fighting with weapons in our left hand?"

"Haha..., what's the problem? Look at the sword!"

After finishing speaking, sword energy shrouded.

Jiang Yushu held Xiao Jingli.The white clothes are flying, and the eyes are chilling.

The man holds the sword and stabs straight, the speed of the sword does not decrease.

But suddenly.

The sword stopped at the third point between his brows, approaching the brows of his brows.

Zhao Yifeng looked around, and it turned out that Yuxiao was blocking it.

The emerald green color is matched with the dense white sword light.

Warm and cold.

The contest between water and stone, the impact of ice and fire.

The sword stayed for a moment.

The man drew his sword and said "Chi!"

Lifting the sword again, it went straight to the elegant man, and the man avoided it.

The jade flute circled the sword, making "ding", "dang" and "choking" sounds.

There were bursts of sparks, and the sound of weapons.

only listen

"clang clang clang clang"

"ding ding ding ding"

The two sides meet and do not give in to each other.

Zhao Yifeng exerted force, and flew, hanging in the air.

Jiang Yushu exerted force, the white clothes moved lightly, and the jade flute went from bottom to top, piercing Zhao Yifeng's vitals.

Stare, do not believe, surprise!

How could a blind person have such a precise Xiao Fa? How did he do it?

"Qing Yu, Xiao Fa is so good. This palace admires me!"

"Choke!" Xiao collided with the sword.

"Thanks for the compliment!"

"Dang!" The sword meets Xiao.

The two fight each other, comparing endurance, martial arts, and heroism.

Jiang Yushu and Xiao Fa were just like him, with a touch of warmth in the cold.

Zhao Yifeng is like his swordsmanship, with a touch of tenderness in the coldness.

The final result: flat.

The two fought for two hundred rounds, but they didn't expect the final result to be a draw.

Zhao Yifeng couldn't help admiring him.

He used to be weak and gentle, but now he is gentle and stubborn.Beneath his gentle appearance is a unwilling heart.

Although he was blind, he was never lost.

If the blindness happened to him, would he become famous all over the world and become a youth like him.The answer is really unknown?

At this moment, Zhao Yifeng wanted to know him more.

It was as if he hadn't understood the few months they had been together.

The two had a big fight, and it was exhausting.

At this time, Zhao Yifeng and Jiang Yushu were sitting on the roof of the bamboo building.

The moon hangs high and the wind blows gently.

Zhao Yifeng leaned lazily on his body, looking free and easy.

Jiang Yushu was sitting cross-legged, holding a jade flute in his hand, and his eyes were flawless.

"Qingyu, it's been a long time since this palace has fought so happily. Hurry up!"

This is the joy of meeting your opponent.

"Your Highness, just this once, although Jiang's Yuxiao is fierce, I don't want to kill."

The man was puzzled, "Why? It is used by Wudang."

The elegant man smiled slightly, he didn't see the generals fighting fiercely and viciously.The indifferent and gentle charm made Zhao Yifeng lost for a moment.

He wanted to move his mind, but he was still pressured by the heavy price of the past.

Jiang Yushu didn't answer Zhao Yifeng's words immediately.

At this time, he touched the jade flute and rubbed it back and forth.

The tentacles are warm and cool.

"My jade flute is too evil, bloodthirsty, and unknown. Besides, I have too much hostility. In order not to hurt you, one comparison is enough."

Zhao Yifeng looked at him with a smile, "Even once, it's a pleasure."

Jiang Yushu was silent and did not answer.

He played Xiao, and the beautiful tune floated in the air.

"The tune is very pleasant, but it's a bit too sad."

Looking at his fair face and the coquettish cherry red between his brows, Zhao Yifeng's heart throbbed slightly.

Jiang Yushu didn't care, just played Xiao quietly.

Zhao Yifeng smiled helplessly, took a piece of grass in his mouth, and lay down quietly.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to sit down with the people around him all the time.

Look at Fengyue with a smile, sing a voiceless song, and forget your worries.

The music ended.

"Your Highness, why would you think of visiting Jiang today?"

The man didn't move his head, and said in a deep voice: "This hall is upset. The old man in the Ministry of Rites read another copy of this hall. From the beginning to the end, that old man never let go of the prince's residence in this hall. Damn it!"

"Ministry of Rites?" asked back.

"Yes! The Ministry of Rites has always said that this hall disregards etiquette and law, and has no dignity. There is no filial piety, no respect for the elders, and the subordinates are allowed to ignore them. Even more majestic, I heard that this hall is not the future Allah, and I am only afraid of harming the country and the people. You can't hate it ?”

Jiang Yushu sighed helplessly.

"Your Highness, are you more comfortable? Jiang is not involved in the court, so he will not interfere."

Zhao Yifeng looked at him steadfastly, the unwillingness in his eyes, and his tight grip on Yuxiao's hand, all showed his forbearance and unyielding.

He understands.The elegant man in front of him seems to be as plain as water, but in fact he knows everything in his heart.

Zhao Yifeng wanted to find a place to talk, and Jiang Yushu was a good listener.

Zhao Yifeng has exhausted his edge in the court these years.No party formation, no selfishness.Royal bondage, etiquette rules.Take every step carefully.I'm afraid that one mistake will implicate everyone.

Now, Jiang Yushu is willing to listen to him.And it's not a perfunctory response, but a quiet listening, as if savoring every sad word of his.

What did Zhao Yifeng say?But Jiang Yushu listened.

He caused the destruction of his family by himself, but he let the past go.

"Qingyu, thank you!"

The man smiled slightly, and the jade flute was shining in the night.

"Qingyu, you are the bosom friend of this hall."

you know me!Only you are willing to understand me.

"Your Highness has always been your bosom friend, hasn't he?" He said lightly, self-contained.

Zhao Yifeng understood, touched the wound on his chest, and looked straight at the person in front of him.Suddenly he laughed out loud.

"Qingyu, you are the confidant of this hall, you and I have always been!"

I have said many times in my heart, at this moment.he still wants to say it again

——Hopefully, bosom friends will not lose each other.