Seven Queens

Tears on the cheeks: "Hundreds of flat peaches, no one can refine them except me, the person who harmed your senior sister, on the night of the full moon, when the water spirit is most abundant, suffers from the cold and poison, life is better than death, and life is not worth it." will be at peace."

After the Holy Mother finished speaking, she gently pushed Yue Mingxi away, her sleeves waved, and a stream of water gathered on the ice coffin. As the cold air rushed in, it gradually condensed into reality. After the purple light dissipated, the coffin was sealed, and the disciples got up one after another. Disciple, Qingya, third disciple, Qingchen, fourth disciple, Qingqing, fifth disciple, Qingjing, step forward one by one, lift up the ice coffin together, Yue Mingxi walks on behalf of the Virgin, leaving Biyou slowly with heavy and sad steps palace.

The grief dissipated with the departure of the disciples, and only the Virgin was left in Biyou Palace, trembling slightly, sitting on the Suzaku chair, a line of tears dripping down her cheeks.

Linger

Time is like water, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been the No.90 four winters that Yue Mingxi spent in Yaochi Holy Land. Snow.

It has been nearly a hundred years, and the mortals in the world have passed through the years from babies who are crying for food, and they have probably settled down in the ground. For the Protoss who have a thousand years of life, this is just a drop in the ocean.

The Biyou Palace with carved beams and paintings is covered with snow, not far from Biyou Palace, in the corner of the martial arts field in the Holy Land of Yaochi, Yue Mingxi standing in the snow is wearing a plain white dress, her figure is beautiful and tall like a proud snow Ling Feng's Cangzhu.

The stern eyebrows and eyes faded away from the immaturity of the old face, the skin is as white as ice and jade, the two thick eyebrows are like willow leaves, and the black eyes are shining like gems.

Yue Mingxi stood holding a sword. The sword was usually used by the disciples in competitions. The sword was two feet long, and the blade had not been opened. Around Yue Mingxi stood six disciples from the Holy Land of Yaochi. All in one accord, the formation between the counterattacks is like a peach blossom in full bloom, dazzling rays of light soar into the sky, and the attack carries an invincible momentum that stretches endlessly.

The speed of the formation is changing like the wind, and there are only blurred shadows between the jumps. Every move refers to Yue Mingxi in the center of the formation. A faint green light flows on Yue Mingxi's body. , in terms of speed, this can barely compete with the Peach Blossom Formation.

The long sword in Yue Mingxi's hand danced with sword flowers, extremely gorgeous and shimmering with sharp green light, resisting the disciples' attacks again and again. The disciples who fought against Yue Mingxi were all trained by the nine disciples. They are all outstanding in the Holy Land, so they are qualified to perform Peach Blossom Formation and sharpen together with Yue Mingxi.

On the steps not far from the formation, sat a woman wearing a thick brocade dress that could not hide her slender figure. The woman was Su Su, the woman who was rescued by Yue Mingxi in Kunlun City when she went down the mountain. Jue, who has served Yue Mingxi since she was young, is Yue Mingxi's only personal maid.

Su Jue's shoulders were shaved and her waist was plain, her demeanor was clear and proud, her brows were as light as spring mountains, her eyes were like autumn waves, and she smiled lightly with dimples, her face was delicate and charming.

Su Jue had a snow-white fox fur cloak around her knees, and a book was placed on the cloak. Su Jue sometimes looked at the dazzled plain white figure in the formation with a slight smile on her face, and sometimes looked fascinated by the book in her hand.

As a ray of sadness emanated from the sword in Yue Mingxi's hand, a clear cry pierced the sky, and the contest came to an end. Yue Mingxi's stern face was flushed, her breathing was disordered, and the sword in her hand plunged into the snow. There was a smile on his face with a bit of pride: "Finally defeated you."

The six major disciples around knelt down on one knee and said sincerely: "Young master is the gift of heaven." Yue Mingxi waved his hands again and again: "Please get up, practice swords with me today, you have worked really hard, and you are worthy of what Senior Sister Jiu said. , all of them have one-in-a-million qualifications, if I hadn’t practiced the last move of the Rueqing swordsmanship, Taishang Wangqing, I would have lost today.”

There was a "squeak" sound when stepping on the snow, and a cold fragrance suddenly entered her nose. Su Jue raised her head and saw Yue Mingxi standing in front of her, with a soft smile in her eyes shining like jewels, The stern face was stained with a bit of twilight, Su Jue quickly put down the scroll in his hand, stood up, shook off the snow-white fox-fur cloak that had been covering his chest, and wanted to put it on for Yue Mingxi.

Yue Mingxi gently held Su Jue's fingers that were red from the cold due to staying on the scroll for a long time, waved her hand, took the cloak and gently put it on Su Jue, and then tied Su Jue's neckband carefully.

The snow-white fox fur cloak was sent by Xuanyuan Jing, the son of the prince who lives in Xuanyuan City. There is no trace of impurities on the snow-white fox fur, and it is warm and noble when worn on the body.

After tying it up, Yue Mingxi raised a smile on her face, and her voice hit like ice jade: "I'm not cold, and you're not in good health, so I'll give you this snow-white fox fur." ​​Su Jue hurriedly took a step back, trying to untie the cloak , Yue Mingxi hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Su Jue's fingers, the warmth from Yue Mingxi's fingertips passed to Su Jue's hands, and burned into Su Jue's heart.

Su Jue's ears turned red slightly: "Young master, this snow-white fox fur is very rare, only the young master's appearance as an exile can match this pure white cloak, Su Jue's little maid, how can she be blessed to wear this snow-white fox fur, In vain to add a laughingstock."

Yue Mingxi's face was full of displeasure, and her stern eyebrows and eyes were slightly frowned: "Everyone in Yaochi Holy Land knows that you are mine. If anyone dares to make fun of you, I will treat you like an elder sister, and you will not have to be in front of me in the future. As a maidservant, if there is a next time, I will be angry."

Yue Mingxi's stern face is close at hand, and she can touch it with her hand. The cold fragrance from her body drifts into Su Jue's heart. I don't know how to feel sad.

A disciple hurried over from a distance, stopped facing Yue Mingxi and cupped his hands: "Young Master, the Holy Mother has summoned you to move to Biyou Palace." Yue Mingxi nodded, let go of Su Jue's hand, and faced Su Jue. Jue smiled lightly, as if icebergs had melted in his stern eyebrows and eyes, like the coolest spring breeze in the scorching sun: "This fox fur cloak, I want you to wear it every day in cold days." Yue Mingxi turned around after speaking. Go in the direction of Biyou Palace.

The cold winter is filled with every corner of Biyou Palace, and the cultivation level has reached the realm of the Holy Mother of Yaochi, the cold winter is as warm as spring, Yue Mingxi is born with water spirit, even if he only wears a thin shirt in winter, his spiritual power can wander The whole body is warm and not afraid of the cold, so there is no need for braziers and other things in the huge Biyou Palace.

The Virgin sits quietly on the Suzaku Chair, wearing a purple gauze dress with gold threads outlining the blooming peach blossoms. Her white skin is preserved by the purple shirt like creamy cream. There are bows, pipe drills and other things on the brocade table in front of her.

The Holy Mother held a small carving knife in her right hand, and turned a jade flute back and forth in her left hand, carving carefully, her black eyes full of care, until the last stroke was carved on the jade flute, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the ice-cold jade flute in her hand, the Holy Mother nodded in satisfaction. The green and icy appearance of the jade flute has no flaws in the whole body. From picking jade to forming, and then to carving patterns, it was all done by the Holy Mother. It took half a year of leisure time, and it was completed today. forming.

Looking at Yue Mingxi who was sitting on the right side eating pastries and drinking clear water with a satisfied face, the Holy Mother concealed the reluctance in her dark eyes with a hint of doting on her face: "Xi'er, you will be old in one month, Your father sent a message today, and tomorrow the guards will arrive to take you back to Xuanyuan City, the Yellow Emperor has issued a decree, and will personally hold a ceremony of consecration for you on Xuanyuan Mountain."

The teacup in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and Yue Mingxi's gem-like black eyes became misty, and she stood up suddenly: "Xi'er is reluctant to part with her stepmother, and sisters in the Holy Land of Yaochi, Xi'er, don't go down the mountain."

In the heart of the Holy Mother, Yue Mingxi regards her as her own child. She suppresses the strong reluctance in her heart, but her face does not show, so as not to make Yue Mingxi feel more sad: "Xi'er was born in the emperor's family, so she is doomed to die. Involve yourself in this turbulent vortex, in the center of the vortex, you are pure and kind by nature, treat others with enthusiasm, don't be self-willed because of your temporary likes and dislikes, don't trust others easily, the stepmother can't go down the mountain to protect you, you have to protect yourself well. "

Yue Mingxi knelt down at the feet of the Holy Mother of Yaochi, tears dripping down like pearls, and her forehead hit the ground heavily: "The foster mother's kindness in nurturing and protecting love, Xi'er will never forget each other in her life, Xi'er will definitely practice hard , protect yourself and live up to the painstaking efforts of your mother-in-law who has taught you for a hundred years."

The Holy Mother stood up and walked to Yue Mingxi in a few steps, stretched out her hands to support Yue Mingxi, put the jade flute into Yue Mingxi's hands, and said with a smile in her cold spring voice, "Teach me You have been in tune for several years, and Xi'er only loves the sound of the flute, this is the jade flute I carved for Xi'er with my own hands, how happy is Xi'er?"

On the warm and delicate flute, the Holy Mother hand-carved seven words: "Yue Mingxi, live a safe life." Yue Mingxi's eyes were red again, and she embraced the Holy Mother of Yaochi: "Mother, Xi'er will come to the Holy Land to see you every year."

Holding Yue Mingxi into his arms, he wiped away the tears of Yue Mingxi with his gentle fingertips: "Yes, I will wait for my Xi'er to come to see me in the Holy Land every year, go and say goodbye to your senior sisters, you They are the only ones who know about their precious status in the Holy Land, but they treat you as they really do, they are rare children."

Yue Mingxi put a light kiss on the cheek of the Holy Mother of Yaochi, and put the jade flute into the jade pendant with great care, and cupped her hands in front of the Holy Mother of Yaochi: "Xi'er went to see the senior sisters, and I will come back later to share with the mother-in-law." Have dinner."

Outside Biyou Palace, Su Jue, who had been standing at the door in snow-white fox fur, saw Yue Mingxi come out, her expression was a bit dazed, her breathing was slightly stagnant, and she hurriedly greeted her with a soft voice that seemed to melt Yue Mingxi's expression The sorrow in the middle: "Young master, what happened?"

Yue Mingxi naturally held Su Jue's slender hand, wanting to hold the warmth, her dark eyes that were originally shining like jewels were dimmed: "Tomorrow, I'm going to give you a hand."