chronicle of court survival

Xia Qing: "Do you want me to pull you up?"

Fu Changsheng raised his head to look at him in a daze, his eyes were like a piece of jade, shimmering under the moonlight, his confusion and self-loathing faded away, and he looked extraordinarily kind.

Xia Qing waited, then asked again: "Do you want it?"

"Thank you, no need." Fu Changsheng smiled at him palely, shaking his head slowly.He breathed out a little, stretched out his hand to hold the grasshopper, lowered his head and climbed up from the lake with difficulty.

Xia Qing took a step back to give him enough space.Fu Changsheng's clothes and hair were covered with water, leaving dark water stains on the ground, mixed with traces of blood.His movement of getting out of the water was very stiff, his lips were also white, and they were pursed into a straight line. It could be seen that his body was not relaxed. It is estimated that the wound was soaked in water, which aggravated the pain.

Xia Qing held the bone flute without saying anything, took out a token from his sleeve, and put it in front of him: "Take this and go to the imperial pharmacy to find an imperial doctor to treat the wound, don't worry about revealing your identity. Guanxue thing, no one dares to doubt it when you hold it."

Fu Changsheng looked down at the token for a long time, shook his head again, forced a smile and said, "Thank you, but this is what he gave you, I..."

Xia Qing corrected him blankly: "He didn't give it to me, I stole it." He was so bored that he stole it randomly in the bedroom.To say it was stealing is not comprehensive, after all Lou Guanxue was watching from the side.

Fu Changsheng's words fell to his throat and fell silent.

Xia Qing twitched the corner of her mouth, turned and left: "I should go back."

Fu Changsheng was startled, clenched his fist, the sharp and cold corners of the token seemed to be pierced into the flesh and blood.

Probably because he was delirious from the cold water, he has been gentle and silent all the time, uncharacteristically, he suddenly said: "Wait a minute! This..." He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Young master, Fu Changsheng, today's kindness is not enough. The teeth are unforgettable, and in the future, I will be a cow and a horse in return."

"I...you..." Fu Changsheng's face was pale, he hesitated for a long time, and asked with difficulty: "Can you tell me your name."

Xia Qing thought that you should stop thinking about repaying your favor and save yourself first.

"Xia Qing." He didn't have any intention of showing off, so he said it directly.

The bone flute was already terribly cold, secretly poking his arm in his sleeve.

Xia Qing poked it irritably to tell it to be quiet.

"Xia Qing..." Fu Changsheng stood in Lanfengxuan, his wet black hair covered his expression, he said the name, and slowly smiled bit by bit.Since the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, all the haze that had been suppressed between the brows since she folded her wings and entered the palace was swept away at this moment, her eyes were peaceful and gentle.

What a good name, he thought.

Xia Qing.

After reading it for a long time, it always gave him a very familiar feeling.

Not only for the young man in front of him, but also for a...a precious memory that seemed to be forgotten by him.

Between the mountains and the sea, Lin Tao and blue waves undulate.

The dense white mist, the old wing room, the fuzzy and distant laughter and noise... the fuzzy and distant old friends.

As soon as the bone flute returned to the palace, it ran towards Lou Guanxue, as if being abused by Xia Qing, but when Lou Guanxue gave it a cold look, it slammed into the air again, aggrieved and found a place to lie down.

Xia Qing came in and felt his numb fingers feel numb. He stroked his hair and gasped for an instant. I'm wet!

Lou Guanxue didn't read a book in front of the desk, and stood by the window for an unknown amount of time, when she heard a voice and turned around, her voice was lazy: "You're back?"

Xia Qing said "hmm", but her mind was still on the water in her hair: "Look, I went out to the imperial garden, and my hair was covered with dew when I came back! It's almost April, is the palace still so cold?"

Lou Guanxue said lightly: "Well, Lingguang will only get warmer in mid-April."

"Oh."

"Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Lou Guanxue waited for a while, raised her eyebrows and asked.

Xia Qing sat on a familiar seat, and looked at him in doubt: "What are you talking about?"

Lou Guanxue stood tall and tall under the lamp in front of the window, her expression was unable to see her emotions clearly in the half-light, after a long time, she laughed very slowly, her voice was frivolous and playful.

"Xia Qing, so you don't need to explain to me that you gave my things to other men."

Xia Qing: "..."

Depend on.

Xia Qing also recalled his question and froze.

His eyes stared at the nearest candle lamp in a daze, his mind wandering into the sky.That's right, why did he take Lou Guanxue's things to others without even thinking about telling him.

Was he such a familiar person before?Not really.

When he was dazed and thinking about the reason, Xia Qing first apologized: "I'm sorry."

Lou Guanxue walked over from the window, her snow clothes brushed across the smooth ground, and sat opposite him.

"Sorry for what?"

Xia Qing was very honest in this matter: "I stole your things and returned them to others."

So what was he thinking before? ?

Lou Guanxue's black hair was like satin, hanging on her jade-like collarbone, she smiled and asked, "It doesn't matter if you steal from me, I'm just curious, what is it about Fu Changsheng that attracts you?"

Xia Qing interrupted his thinking before him, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I think he is very familiar." He decided to speak in detail: "It's just that kind of mysterious, there is always one person in ten thousand people that you think you have met before. familiar."

When Lou Guanxue heard this reason, she suddenly smiled strangely: "Really."

Xia Qing thought about it slowly: "Yes."

Lou Guanxue obviously didn't care much about this, and reached out to take out a book from the pile of books, saying, "Your apology is really insincere."

Xia Qing raised her hand, revealing the tightly tied red rope relics, and complained: "Enough is enough, Lou Guanxue, I'm helping you now, and I've gained my reputation and freedom."

Lou Guanxue landed on his white and slender wrist, and quickly looked away: "Freedom? Where do you want to go, I didn't accompany you?"

Xia Qing: "I have nowhere to go at all."

Lou Guanxue said, "Then this is your problem."

Xia Qing glared at him, but she just did something sorry for Lou Guanxue, she was a little guilty, and now she didn't want to quarrel with him, so she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Lou Guanxue supported her chin with one hand, turned the pages of the book with the other, suddenly thought of something and let out a low laugh, her tone was cold: "You are really capable, and you even taught people how to attract my attention. Who gave you the courage."

Xia Qing: "..."

Xia Qing was thoughtful: "Maybe it's the guard, who told me to send someone to your bed successfully."

Lou Guanxue put down her hands and looked at him indifferently.

Xia Qing immediately sat upright and said, "Of course, it's mainly because you said that yourself."

Lou Guanxue smiled with tender eyes: "Well, I'll tell you, and then you tell others."

Xia Qing held back for a long time, and said: "The wall of the sea of ​​​​reaching the sky, the strength of the number of people is great."

Lou Guanxue lowered her eyes and said sarcastically, "If you really saw it, you wouldn't say that."

Xia Qing was puzzled: "Have you seen it?"

Lou Guanxue: "No."

Xia Qing: "Then what do you mean by that?"

Lou Guanxue smiled inexplicably, "Oh, we will see each other."

Xia Qing stared at him for a few seconds without saying a word.

Lou Guanxue seems to be gentle and considerate to him and always answers his questions, but in fact, there are a thousand perfunctory answers to the things he doesn't want to answer.

Fortunately, Xia Qing was not a very curious person.

"Come on, have a look." Lou Guanxue suddenly spread out the book in his hand, and pushed it in front of Xia Qing.

Xia Qing bowed his head, another strange word.

"What are you doing? I don't understand."

Lou Guanxue's eyes were pure and innocent, and she smiled, "Teaching you how to read."

"..."

This person is dead.

Xia Qing gritted her teeth secretly: "Do you remember what you said before?"

Lou Guanxue pointed at the fixed page, and said kindly: "I remember. But I don't want you to go out in a fit of anger, and then give my things to other men."

Xia Qing held back for a long time, and decided to change the question he had asked three times before: "Are you sicker today?"

Lou Guanxue looked at him for a while, then smiled, and said slowly, "It seems so."

Xia Qing said coldly, "I don't want to learn."

Lou Guanxue: "I want to teach."

Xia Qing took a deep breath, looked left and right, stretched out his hand, and directly pulled over the bone flute that was sleeping soundly beside him, put something on it, and placed it vertically in front of the book: "Okay, you teach it."

"!!!"

The bone flute woke up suddenly and almost fell straight forward.

Lou Guanxue turned her head away and muffled a few laughs.

Xia Qing desperately pressed the flute: "Your master taught you how to read! Watch and learn!"

Bone flute: "..." What did it do wrong?

Lou Guanxue smiled and said: "This is a record about Liang Guo. Don't you think Fu Changsheng is familiar with him? Let me help you get to know him better."

Xia Qing couldn't help but complain: "...What? After I know about it, I'm still going to meet him?"

Lou Guanxue seemed to think about it seriously, then chuckled softly, and said in a lazy tone, "I don't think so. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, you're fascinated by me now. With this identity, it's okay to have an affair with someone. I can't justify not killing Fu Changsheng."

God damn seven meat and eight vegetarian.

Xia Qing twitched the corner of her mouth, and said decisively, "I won't listen."

Lou Guanxue nodded, calmly: "Then let's change the book."

Xia Qing pressed the flute and rolled forward: "Tell it, I'm going to sleep."

Lou Guanxue moved the flute aside with her finger: "What are you sleeping on, isn't Sword Master Ananda curious about Penglai?"

Xia Qing frowned violently: "You are going to die!"

Lou Guanxue smiled and asked, "Do you know where Penglai is?"

Xia Qing stared at him coldly with light brown eyes.

Lou Guanxue said: "Penglai, overseas, is a sacred place of Taoism. It is said in the book that the people of Penglai never enter the world in prosperity, but they will come out when there is chaos."

Xia Qing: "Oh."

Lou Guanxue: "What do you think of the current world?"

Xia Qing gritted his teeth in anger at his inexplicable "Sword Master Ananda". Hearing this, he shuddered: "When a tyrant is in power, the people are in dire straits."

Lou Guanxue laughed: "Yeah, it's quite messy."

Xia Qing: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Lou Guanxue propped her chin and asked him, "In such a troubled world, why do you think Penglai doesn't come out?"

Xia Qing was very confused: "Isn't the high priest from Penglai? He didn't draw a sword, which shows that the world is not chaotic enough."

Lou Guanxue pursed her lips and said, "Come here, Gu will teach you how to read."

Xia Qing: "..."

Lou Guanxue leaned back, the smile disappeared on her face, and her voice was calm: "The high priest abandoned the sect a hundred years ago, and does not belong to Penglai. I suspect that not only the shrine collapsed, but also the high wall was erected in the sky-reaching sea. Falling together is...Penglai Xianshan."

Xia Qing was stunned.

Lou Guanxue's red lips slowly curled up and said: "The high priest will come back in three days, just in time for the spring banquet Yan Lanyu prepared for me. Would you like to take a good look at what the Sifan sword looks like, and see if you can use it?" What do you remember?"

Xia Qing: "..."

Why on earth did Shulou talk so much to Lou Guanxue about his dream! ! !

He closed his eyes and warned him darkly: "Get lost. Shut up."

Damn Sword Master Ananda.

Just hearing these two words, he felt repulsed and... sad.