[Volume [-]: The Passion of Youth - Floating Life Uninterrupted]

Chapter [-]: Reminiscing in Taoyuan

Beili Boundary—Shangjia City

"Who is here? It's at the border of Beili now! All passers-by will be subject to interrogation!" The city guard yelled fiercely at the big man driving the horse.

The big man was dressed in coarse cloth, his face was covered with oil paint, and he was travel-stained. At first glance, he could tell that he was the head of a juggling troupe.

The big man replied with a Beili Xiangxi accent: "Master Bing, what happened? The young one is from a theater troupe. A few days ago, I received an order from the lord to send the best actors to the palace and present them to the lord. Qu. The little one hasn't come for a while...why today..." The interrogation is so strict?

"Today is different from the past. Tianqing is arresting fugitives now. The lord of the country has ordered all passages to and from to be under martial law and conduct detailed investigations. This will prevent someone from hiding Tianqing fugitives in Beili and causing chaos between the two countries!"

"Brother Guard, you see, I was just sent here by the order of the lord. I was afraid of the urgency of the lord, so I came here without stopping, so as not to blame the lord. You see, you should give me an accommodation and let the small one go earlier. "He said as he stuffed the money into the hands of the elder brother guard. "Time is really running out. I want to survive this little business, so please let me go early. My little promise is absolutely innocent, and I won't cause trouble to my brother..."

"This——" the guard hesitated. It is unreasonable not to let go after collecting the money, but there is no reason to spit back the money, but if a fugitive who is not careful hides in the carriage, it will be a chaos between the two countries. What's the use of asking for money when you can't save your life?

Looking into the car curiously: "Is there really a performer inside?"

The big man respectfully said: "Really, I dare not lie in front of you. It's just that this actor is sick because of acclimatization. I'm afraid he will get angry with the military master. If the military master checks, please think twice..."

"Unwell? Sick?" So far, when the limelight is in full swing, it is better to be careful, and it is better to kill by mistake than let it go.The elder brother guard was suspicious, and patted his chest: "You are strong! For the safety of the imperial city, and for the peace of the two countries, we must check! No matter who it is, we must call someone down!"

The big man stomped his feet anxiously, and waved his hands again and again: "Master Jun is really bad, this actor is seriously ill, it would be a small crime if he got mad at you. Don't do it!"

A spear suddenly hit the big man's chest, and the guard couldn't bear it: "Isn't it just a sick actor? Then he is so expensive, and he can't see him anymore. If he gets sick after seeing him, he won't survive. Stop talking nonsense, call someone to come down, be careful and kill you!"

"Ahem——" There was a clear and clear coughing sound from the car.Then there was a gentle and calm voice whispering: "Leader Slash, what happened?"

The big man was taken aback by the gentle and soft tone, and he stood there for a while before he realized: "Brother Guard told you to come down and meet, Yu Lingren...your body...can you hold it?"

When he called him the word 'Yulingren', his face turned red, he was ashamed, angry and helpless, and almost didn't know how to call him.

"It's okay." A white jade-like hand stretched out, and the slender fingers lifted the curtain of the carriage.

A thin figure slowly got down from the car, and then stood still in the noisy sky.

His complexion is pale with a hint of light red blown by the cold wind. He is translucent and fragile. He is wearing a white gradient red dress with a crimson veil covering the floor. A white jade belt embroidered with cherry blossoms is wrapped around his somewhat slender waist. It is tied with a hosta, with two strands hanging lightly on the left and right sides of the forehead, and a long Xiao in the hand, giving people a feeling of independence, gentleness and coolness.

Slightly raising his head, frowning eyebrows, proud and unyielding, his eyes are as clear as stars, as quiet as an ancient cold pool, with a sense of indifference to human affairs and calmness, the three spots of cherry red dotted between his eyebrows are like the gentleness of crimson lips Caress, make people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

The people around were a little dazed for a while: This actor is really beautiful, beautiful but not charming, with the potential to harm the country with a charming face.

Then there is the pity: such a person has become an actor, that is, a thing for palace people to enjoy, what a pity.Hey... the king is really lucky...

The elder brother of the guard impatiently used his hands to fix the dropped chin, his eyes glowed, and he walked quickly to Yu Lingren's side, holding the wanted pictures in his hand for comparison.

When he saw that the three spots of cherry red on the portrait on the wanted picture were exactly the same as the three spots of cherry red on Yu Lingren's forehead, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and then he was overjoyed, this was the main criminal Tian Qing was looking for.

A loud shout: "Come here, take this person down!"

The big man was panicked and puzzled: "What is the military lord doing?"

The elder brother guard lit up the picture in his hand, and proudly said: "Did you see, the cherry red between the eyebrows is exactly the same as the person in the picture, this is a serious crime! Don't let it go!"

The big man wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained with a smile: "Master Jun, you read wrongly. The cherry red between the brows of this actor is dotted with cinnabar, and he is imitating Mr. Qingyu. I heard that Mr. Qingyu became famous when Xiao became famous. Waiting is just imitating the favor of the country's lord, seeking to survive."

Mr. Qingyu's cherry red between eyebrows is too easy to recognize. I heard that his brow's cherry red can't be washed away, and it is born from the inside, which is unique to him, Qingyu.

More importantly, Mr. Qingyu is blind.The eyes of the person in front of him are clear, and although the outline of the expression is somewhat similar, the eyes cannot be concealed from others.

The guard brother was a little unconvinced: "It's really cinnabar spots?"

"If Lord Jun doesn't believe me, I'll let Yu Lingren take off his makeup." The big man approached Yu Lingren and ordered softly. "The actor should quickly take off his makeup and let the military master check it out."

Yu Lingren lowered his eyes to conceal the emotion in them, and held Chang Xiao tightly with his left hand, killing him instantly.

The slender fingers lightly touched the middle of the brows and twisted lightly.

Red ripples on the pale face, like a blooming red plum.

The elder brother guard couldn't help being a little crazy, he moved woodenly towards the jade actor whose brows were scattered with cherry red, and uncontrollably touched the jade actor's Qingjun face with his hand.

The big man's eyes turned cold, and the dagger in his hand under his sleeve shone coldly.

Yu Lingren moved his eyes slightly, the big man received the signal, and fell silent.

"The actor's figure and appearance are so gorgeous, so tender that he can pinch water. Fortunately, you are not Mr. Qingyu. Mr. Qingyu is the prime minister of Beili. The brothers have no chance in this life, so I dare not blaspheme, but with your appearance The resemblance is also a happy result. Hahaha, how about staying with the actor?"

Yu Lingren raised her lower eyelids and turned her face slightly to avoid the rough hands.

Covering up a cough by touching her sleeves, Wen Ruan said softly, "Forgive me, Mr. Jun... I'm... ahem... being appointed by the lord... I'm afraid I can't..."

The guard elder brother obviously forgot that the actor was brought into the country by the special order of the king. Hearing his reminder, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Robbing someone with the king is to punish the nine clans.

It's okay, it's okay, there's still time.

He took two steps back, calmed down his panic, and said respectfully: "Since the lord ordered someone to bring him into the palace, I should leave quickly. Please forgive me for offending me just now. There is no need to search this car, you go to the city. These few days The investigation is strict, Yuling is not in good health, but be careful."

Yu Ling was calm, his eyes moved lightly, he nodded slightly, and said calmly: "Thank you, Lord Jun."

The long hem of the red dress was lifted up, and the long skirt was in full bloom in the snow, enchanting all over the place.

When Yu Lingren got into the carriage, the big guard still didn't come to his senses. That enchanting figure in red was probably the most beautiful dream he had ever seen in his life.

But why is he an actor?

The big man strode into the city in a carriage.

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from the guards guarding the city, the leader of the class, the big man—that is, Zhan Liyun, softly called into the carriage: "Young master, are you okay?"

"Keep going, we're running out of time."

Although the voice from inside the car was very gentle, Zhan Liyun could still hear the coldness and uncontrollable anger in that voice.

The owner of the Fanyan Pavilion, the leader of the [-]th Alliance, the world-renowned Young Master Qingyu, the prime minister of Beili Country—in order to escape and enter the country, he was willing to be an actor and be admired like that.

The young master said in his heart that it didn't make sense to have no anger and shame, and he knew that Jiang Yushu was uncomfortable.Zhan Liyun Zhiqu whipped his horse forward.

The last thing Jiang Yushu wanted in his life was to be compared to an actor, but today he did it for real.He only felt that his elegant reputation was ruined at this moment.

The sound of riding horses rose in the crimson country.

Zhao Yifeng opened his eyes.

"You're awake." The gentle voice was clear and quiet.

"We are now in Beili, everything is safe. I am familiar with Beili at least."

Zhao Yifeng looked at him fixedly.

The eyes are extremely sad, but also extremely fierce.

Look at those eyes.

Jiang Yushu was actually a little afraid, and that hatred froze him little by little like ice.

"Yushu, Zhao Qingfeng killed my queen mother. He really wants to drive me to death. I will never live with him in this life!"

Jiang Yushu stared at him and apologized:

"It's my fault. When I ordered Fanyan Pavilion to watch over the Empress, I didn't expect Zhao Qingfeng to be so ruthless, and to strike ahead of time, even the Empress would not be spared."

Biting her lower lip lightly: "It was my miscalculation."

"It's not your fault, it's because I haven't escaped this potential filth from beginning to end!"

Zhao Yifeng closed his eyes lightly to hide the pain in his eyes, and next to his ears was the woman's loving and gentle voice——

"Feng'er, if you don't want to marry a wife and mother, I won't force you."

"Feng'er, you must be safe and sound when you go to the East Territory. Just remember to be safe."

"Feng'er came to taste the tea made by the queen mother, knowing that Feng'er loves Qiandao jade leaves the most."

"You, the last thing you should do in this life is to join the royal family. In the next life, don't be in the emperor's house."

He seemed to see her smiling, and the kindness and affection in those eyes were his nostalgia.

The smile of the kind woman in memory will never be seen again in this life.

mother...

That is the person who has always loved him and the person he has always loved and cared about!

That was his last concern in the royal family, a place without family ties.

She... died.

That motherly woman—he didn't even have the chance to see her for the last time, and the chance to show her filial piety was denied.

Heart, bruised and bruised, something collapsed.

Zhao Yifeng tightly covered his chest, gritting his teeth to suppress the gushing blood from his mouth.

mother...

Uncle and Uncle...

There are more than 300 people in the Gu family...

All died because of him.

He knew that he had to live on, no matter how rough the road ahead was, he had to live on.

His heart throbbed, as if being pinched deeply by a thick palm.

Looking at Zhao Yifeng, who was pale and in pain.

Bitterness spread in Jiang Yushu's heart, he put his arms around him, and said softly: "Don't worry, everything will pass. It will pass."

Feeling the familiar temperature and cold fragrance, Zhao Yifeng slowly opened his eyes in his arms, fixed his jade-like face, and said quietly: "Yushu... I have no way out..."

From the moment when the Gu family, the Ningguo Mansion, was wiped out, from the moment when Gu Yanmei was poisoned by Zhao Qingfeng, from the moment when the royal family made him despair.

He has no way out.

The only thing I can do is—you will live and die, look at the world with disdain, and control the fate!

Jiang Yushu reached out to wipe the blood from his lips, and squeezed his hand tightly.Warm voice comforting: "You still have me, I will be by your side."

The slender fingers exerted force to signal him.

Zhao Yifeng seemed to be tired, closed his eyes, stretched out his arms to hug him tightly, and said to himself: "Yushu, this time I return to the Eastern Realm, I will raise troops, but at that time..." He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at His eyes were stubborn and deep. "Just then...will you be by my side?"

Jiang Yushu looked at the blush outside the window, with a little helplessness and sadness in his eyes.

a long time……

He said lightly: "Yes."

Closing his eyes lightly, to bury the sadness, Zhao Yifeng smiled faintly, like a child who got honey.

There was no fleeting sigh on Jiang Yushu's lips.

Zhao Yifeng let out a long sigh, and said quietly: "Yushu, Zhao Yifeng has no home..."

Familiar scenes spread across the surface.

Back then, the Fuguo Duke's Mansion fell, and Jiang Yushu became a homeless person.

Now, the Ningguo Duke's Mansion is gone, and Zhao Yifeng is here in exile.

It is destined that they will cherish each other in the world of mortals...

Silence.

There were thousands of words in Jiang Yushu's eyes, but he couldn't understand them after all.

——Zhao Yifeng, you are better than me.

Jiang Yushu has no home from the beginning to the end...

It was not the Fuguo Duke's Mansion back then, nor was the Beili Palace later.

Because Zhao Qingfeng killed his mother's queen, Zhao Yifeng was extremely angry and his heart was damaged.

In addition to the previous high fever, poisoning, and being nailed to the bone, a series of things made him exhausted.

Even so, he still slept very little, the taste of hatred devoured him, making him unable to sleep peacefully.

Only where there is Jiang Yushu, and only under Jiang Yushu's medicine and recuperation, would he be willing to sleep a little longer and relax.

But like this, he is undoubtedly wasting ahead of time, relying on one breath to hold on.

Zhao Yifeng doesn't know how long he can last?Jiang Yushu didn't know either.

All I know is that what I have to do now is to survive!

Night came quietly, and the moonlight poured down.

Beili is like spring all year round, and it is a holy place for recuperation on earth.

Sometimes, Zhao Yifeng would like to live in seclusion with Jiang Yushu for the rest of his life.

That is probably the happiest thing in the world.

But, after all, things backfired.

The moonlight shone on the two of them through the car window.

Jiang Yushu stared fixedly at Zhao Yifeng, and suddenly thought of Princess Xiyue, who was far away in the sky, with gentle eyes and a hint of sadness.

"Zhao Yifeng, do you think people are selfish?"

Looking out of the window through the curtain, the moonlight streams down and the brilliance spreads.

Leaving people and thinking of their hometown, Princess Xiyue is from Beili but stays in Tianqing, while she herself is from Tianqing, but wanders in Beili.

Destiny, really good luck!

Zhao Yifeng understood what he was talking about in his heart, and said lightly: "Human nature is like this, this is human nature. This king is not a god, and he cannot be selfless. Most likely, gods are sometimes selfish. Besides, I don't know if there is really a god in this world. ?”

That's just how human nature is.

People have something to ask for, something to look forward to, something to think about, something to think about, and something to hate.

Greed, hatred, ignorance, hate, love, evil, desire.

There are seven emotions and six desires, but God does not have them. They have no desires or desires. How can they be selfish and selfless?

As an ordinary corner of the world of mortals, there is a lifetime of struggling, but also constraints and distress, and a lot of helplessness.

With affection, there is bound to be calamity.

For example, 'Beauty Shaman', more for example 'Liuli Jie'.

Although Jiang Yushu has always been gentle, calm, elegant and arrogant in the eyes of the world, so that people want to be close to pity him, but he is also so stubborn that he rejects people thousands of miles away.

Sometimes, I also wondered—whether Jiang Yushu understands love, will he be emotional?

Not only the world doesn't understand, even Zhao Yifeng doesn't understand, he can't feel the affection that is as light as flowing water.

Probably because of his identity, position, and his ideals and ambitions, he buried his affection deeply, making himself look easy to get along with, as good as water.

In fact, the heart is calm and not disturbed by the world.

Zhao Yifeng understood this in his heart.

The moonlight coated the two with a layer of faint wounds.

Zhao Yifeng restrained his arrogance, his eyes were hazy and erratic: "Yushu, have you ever truly indulged and willed in this life? That is... let go of everything, regardless of the world, regardless of family and country, and just be yourself..."

"Indulgence and willfulness? Some—"

Jiang Yushu smiled gently: "That snowy night (sleeping for the first time) was the greatest indulgence of Qingyu's life; keeping you alive is the greatest willfulness of my life."

Zhao Yifeng frowned slightly: "Is there more?"

The cold wind at night blows away the blooming cherry blossoms, with a bit of bloody memories.

At that moment, the wind around Jiang Yushu was like a pair of big scissors, cutting him into mottled and blurred pieces.

"I... killed a child."

Zhao Yifeng was shocked. He had been with Jiang Yushu for so long, Jiang Yushu seldom talked about the child, and he killed it himself.

"That child is only two months old." Jiang Yushu looked at him, pointed at himself, and laughed, "I killed it. I killed that child."

Zhao Yifeng only felt that his smile made his heart ache.

I don't know how to describe it, what suddenly burst into my head was fire——

When the fire is at its hottest and turbulent, it is the ruthlessness that burns everything, and what is left is the destruction of the world, the bruises—sorrow!

"That child is only two months old. It hasn't formed yet." Jiang Yushu calmed down and looked calm, as if he was telling someone else's story.

"The child's mother was deeply poisoned, and he was in danger when he was born. He was faced with severe poison and incompleteness from birth; the child's father was a handsome and proud man, but he was powerful, but he could not give the child a Everyone will not accept that child."

Zhao Yifeng looked at him with distressed eyes and didn't interrupt. He knew what he had to do was to listen quietly.

"The world will not accept that child, it will only say that the child is a freak. His parents did not want that child's parents to be together from the beginning. That child is not accepted by the world."

Jiang Yushu smiled warmly in the spring, and caressed the jade flute in his hand carefully, without any surprise: "Later, in order not to let that child bear the incompleteness and embarrassment he was born with, and not to let him face the strange eyes of the world, he So my mother found me and asked me to give him a bowl of safflower. I did."

"The child's mother came to tell me that the child is gone, but he is not happy. He can dream of the child crying every day, and he can't rest at night."

He lightly closed his eyes: "Zhao Yifeng, do you know? Jiang Yushu has killed people in his life, but I killed people who deserved to be killed, but I didn't expect that I would kill a child. That bowl of red flowers! , like the color of the passing of life. I didn't see the child, but ended his life."

"Although... I know it's cruel."

Distress and pity were like a net that caught Zhao Yifeng firmly, making him breathless.

"According to the memory of the child's mother, the child's dead blood snaked all over the ground. Such an innocent life, if he knows that I killed him, will he hate me?"

He turned to stare at him, and asked softly, "Zhao Yifeng, do you think that child will hate me?"

Zhao Yifeng didn't know how to answer, but just put his arms around his shoulders.

"Instead of being born crippled and unable to get joy, and living without self, it is probably the best way to die early."

Jiang Yushu nodded slightly: "I think so too."

"So I married that child with safflower, without any hesitation." The warm and clear voice said, "That child only lived for two months, and I killed him with safflower. I... killed him with my own hands."

Zhao Yifeng hugged his shoulders tightly, and a voice came out of his throat with difficulty: "Jade, tree." It's not your responsibility to bear it, it's not your fault.

"That day, I looked at the clothes his mother made for him, and saw the bright red blood. Can you understand that feeling? Heartache, helplessness, despair, but you have to do it. I think you understand."

That feeling, ten thousand arrows pierces the heart!

"That was the first time I killed someone, and it was also the first time I knew what it means to be willful."

"I know that people don't live for themselves, but I'm still willing to give that child a relief, and give his mother a relief."

"After my family was broken, my career was hopeless, my eyesight was blind, and my relatives passed away, I knew that I couldn't be the gentle and weak Jiang Yushu before. I believed in man's victory over the sky, so I wanted to fight against the sky!"

"God threw me into the abyss, and I climbed out of the abyss—to live out my own world!"

Jiang Yushu stretched his eyebrows and smiled warmly.

He looked at Zhao Yifeng and said slowly: "I, Jiang Yushu, don't believe in the sky, the earth, the Buddha, or the destiny. I only believe that man can conquer the sky, and I also believe that everything depends on man's efforts. I will accompany you on the road of being proud of the world. I know that after thousands of years, Neither your name nor mine will go with the wind."

Zhao Yifeng hugged him.

There was a moment of silence, and a sigh of pity and satisfaction: "I believe that you are the most worthwhile thing in my life."

Rubbing his cheek: "Yushu, you know, as long as you are by my side, no matter how much pain and suffering I can bear. The most fearful thing is... that is..."

His answer was silence.

Looking down, the person in his arms was already tired and light sleep.

With a gentle smile: "Yushu..."

This is the person he identified, resolute and proud, unyielding and undefeated.

Sometimes the soft wind breaks easily,

Sometimes, fortitude dies hard.

Destiny never loved him and gave him all kinds of hardships, but he was still that proud cherry red.

Zhao Yifeng found that sometimes he didn't understand Jiang Yushu very well.

Most of the time, Jiang Yushu could smile lightly and live happily ever after.

But once he retreats and is gentle, he is more fortitude and determination than other men. This kind of character can support him to the last moment of his life. Once the edge is revealed, others can't match it.

Not in vain - seven years of obsession!

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I'm exhausted...

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