I see the snow

The palace curtain fluttered, and the huge and silent palace was empty, so quiet that it was almost chilly.

He was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, sleeping on the bed, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Beacon fire, city wall, Chu Yuan.

He had this dream again. In recent months, he has had this dream No. 12 times.

Every time, it was the exact same scene, with characters and actions that were accurate to the point of accuracy, even the position where Chu Yuan jumped off the city wall remained the same.

Almost as soon as he fell asleep, Shen Yan knew what would happen the next moment.All of this is like an established fact and cannot be changed at all. No matter how frightened and resisted Shen Yan is, it will happen step by step.

What is God warning him?

Shen Yan thought, if there really is a day when the country will be ruined and the family will be destroyed...then where was he at the last moment?Why did Chu Yuan die alone in the palace in the end?

However, memories are like a sea with dark tides, enveloping people's thoughts, floating and parading aimlessly.

In his dreams, he often dreams of many scenes that he has never seen before.

He has no memory of those people and things, those conversations and smiles.But deep in his heart, Shen Yan seemed to have a natural familiarity, as if this really happened once, but it was covered up by something.

"...you will think of me."

A voice whispered in his ear: "How can you forget me? You and I should be together forever... Chu Yuan... Chu Yuan, he killed me!!"

Shen Yan's chest seemed to be blocked by a boulder, and it was so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

Sweat was dripping from his forehead again, but when the new emperor above ten thousand people tried to figure out who was saying the sobering words——

He suddenly realized that the voice was his own.

The night wind was cold, Shen Yan suddenly opened his eyes——

The summer wind passes through the heavy palace gauze and blows on the sticky silk inner garment.

Shen Yan's clothes were drenched in sweat, and after being blown like this, his body felt slightly chilled, and goose bumps immediately appeared on his body.

"Your Majesty is having nightmares again?"

Outside the screen were guarding the palace people. After a while, an old prisoner came in with Anshen Tang, kneeling and offering the porcelain bowl: "Why don't you invite the medical officer from the Imperial Hospital to come and have a look. You haven't slept in a month. Feel at ease."

Shen Yan took the soup, took a sip, and wiped his sweat with a delicate and gorgeous towel, but he has calmed down:

"Need not."

"Where's the old booklet I asked you to find during the day?"

He put the empty jade bowl back into the eunuch's hand, and said casually: "Bring it here, let me have a look." Recently, in order to find out all the henchmen of Qin Tianjian, Chu Yuan and Shen Yan are checking the past, and there are some memorials from a few years ago , have also been turned out.

Shen Yan read some during the day, and now there are some left, he wants to finish before going to court.

The old booklets all bear the traces of years of immersion, and some bamboo leaf papers are damp, so you have to be careful to touch them.Watch out for breaking.

But reading old books is also a lot of fun. For example, some of them were read by Shen Yan when he was the prince——

His father indulged in sensuality, and Shen Yan took care of the court affairs in the last few years.

At that time, Shen Yan was still on good terms with Chu Yuan, and they often gave each other gifts, and they were all worthless gadgets, but they were all unique.

For example, the petals of Mingshenglan planted by Chu Yuan himself, the paper-cut of Yixi Begonia, and the poems written by idle hands.

At that time, Shen Yan had a hard time feeling that Chu Yuan was his father's star-gazer.At that time, Chu Yuan was already nineteen, and with only one year left, he would be crowned weak and formally appointed as his father's star-gazer——

His father is already over sixty years old, and he has been indulging in the harem all year round, so he has already shown his old age.

Chu Yuan was clearly so magnificent, a person as clean and white as the clouds in the sky and the snow in the world, when Shen Yan thought of what it would be like to be the king's star-gazer, Shen Yan felt extremely depressed and felt pain.

He wished that Chu Yuan could be his star-gazer, and even thought a little rebelliously, it would be great if his father could give him the Zen seat earlier.

If that doesn't work, then please ask Chu Yuan to push his fate... Before the crown prince decides on his own star-gazer, he shares the same star-gazer with his father. There is no such precedent in history... ...I'm just afraid that Chu Yuan will be angry when he hears this.

With such entangled thoughts, Shen Yan was on the verge of going crazy for a while, and like a fool, he made small bookmarks of the things Chu Yuan gave him, put them in the memorial, and looked at them every day to comfort him.

Looking at these things again now, Shen Yan gently picked up a dry petal in the old book with her fingers, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips——

He had already "obtained" Chu Yuan, and made Chu Yuan his god servant as he had hoped five years ago, but it seemed that he had lost him forever.

At least when they were 20 years old, they could still send gifts to each other and play the piano and flute together, but now it is extremely difficult to even meet each other.

"Ok?"

While flipping through the booklet, Shen Yan's fingers paused slightly.

He picked up a piece of black hair from it, frowned and thought: Whose property is this.

The black hair was about an inch long, extremely soft and black, even after several years, it still retained some slight luster and did not look dry.The most important thing is that there are bloodstains on the black hair.

Is it Chu Yuan's?

Shen Yan subconsciously thought that it was impossible for him to put other people's things in the memorial.

But if it belonged to Chu Yuan, how could there be blood?

Chu Yuan was someone he cherished extremely, if Chu Yuan got hurt, he would definitely remember it.

But why, he couldn't recall the memory of this blood-stained hair in his mind at all?

Shen Yan was slightly suspicious, but as he turned to the next page, something even stranger happened——

He doesn't remember many of the memorials with his annotations.

Although most of them were ordinary chores, such as officials retiring or dispatched government affairs, Shen Yan didn't even have the slightest impression when thinking about it now.

It seems that all the memories of his 20-year-old have evaporated out of thin air——

Shen Yan flicked her fingers across the paper and stopped at the last line of the memorial:

It said "That matter has been settled, please rest assured, Your Highness."

that matter.

Shen Yan thought silently, which matter?

He tried his best to search for relevant memories in his mind, but there was nothing.

He turned back again, trying to find out who left the memorial, but the latter page had been torn off on purpose.

……

On this day, Xi Huai went out and went to a remote jade shop in the capital of stars.

The jade craftsman was blind and couldn't see anything. Xi Huai put the jade pendant in his palm and asked, "Can you make an identical one?"

The old jade craftsman fumbled for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Xi Huai then took out a bag of golden plants: "After it is finished, it will look beautiful, and I will give you another money."

While speaking, he looked into the craftsman's dull pupils, confirming that he was really blind——

If not, Xihuai will most likely make him really blind.

It is okay to leave these matters to people in Shangjing, but Xihuai is not at ease——

He got this jade pendant because he wanted to investigate the Wang family's affairs and find out what Huacishu's identity was all about.

He can't be subject to them forever, he also has his own cards.

After finishing all these, Xihuai went to the city to buy a can of Pingchen tea, and slowly went to Junzilou.

Qin Tianjian has suffered a big fall these days, and has almost become a shit-stirring stick in the mouths of the common people, and everyone shouts and beats them.

By attacking Qin Tianjian, Lin Kun also gained most of Yushitai's power, and the poor scholars who were suppressed for not forming a party in the past finally turned around.

After Lin Kun's injury was almost healed, he went to the court again, and asked to conduct a thorough investigation of all the officials in the Qin Tianjian. If they should ransack their homes, they should be sent to prison.

For a while, there was a lot of turmoil, and many officials who had been proud of the spring breeze were worried and frightened for days, and their faces were ashen.

But fortunately, all the girls who were taken away because of the sinking of the stone statue of the Goddess River were released back home, so they don't have to be sunk into the bottom of the lake at a young age to become the "river god's bride".

"When I came to the Capital of the Stars, the first building I saw was the Junzi Building."

Slightly haggard, but still not concealing her beauty, the woman stood in front of the corridor and said softly: "Now when I want to leave, I didn't expect to leave from here."

This is Zhaoyue.She was finally able to leave from Qin Tianjian's detention, but in order to avoid the limelight, Yin Zhichuan still suggested that she leave the Starfield Capital.

Afterwards, the struggle between Guanxing Pavilion and Qin Tianjian will be more severe, and the unpredictable bloody storm is coming. For any lonely individual who wants to be alone, the best way is to run away, and run away.

It's a pity that Zhaoyue's dream was originally to sing a song for a lifetime in this dreamlike capital.

"You can continue to sing in the countryside."

Xi Huai gently pushed the stack of lyrics on the table over: "This is the lyrics of all the songs you sang in Qiushui Pavilion, and I sorted them out for you."

The singer's beautiful eyes stared at him, and asked softly for a long time, "Is that you?"

"...the anonymous poet who sold lyrics in front of Qiushui Pavilion."

Xi Huai said indifferently: "Does this make sense?"

"You are so talented."

Zhaoyue said softly: "Lin Kun from Yushitai asked me repeatedly who the person who wrote those words was - he must have felt scared too. Such a talented person who holds great hostility towards Sheng Yang But...you are just a little girl?"

"Everyone in this world has a last resort."

Xi Huai smiled lightly and said.

"Is the food ready?"

While the two were talking, Yin Zhichuan came upstairs.

He was still smiling, his eyes were frivolous and affectionate, just now when he came across the restaurant like this, it caused many people to turn their heads back.

Yinzhichuan sniffed at Xihuai's side: "Why does it smell like old jade dregs?"

Xi Huai's eyelids almost twitched, and he tried his best to remain calm and said: "I passed by a store when I was going to buy something."

"...Here, I brought you Pingchen tea."

Yinzhichuan's attention was immediately attracted by Pingchen tea, and he said with a smile:

"How to buy this?"

"Last time at Yushitai, I saw you had two drinks."

Xi Huai said softly: "It's you, you have a dog-like nose, and you still dislike me passing by the jade shop and smelling stale."

"If you are too familiar with the smell on your body, you will find it."

Yin Zhichuan said with a smile. "It was my fault."

The two of them talked so naturally and as if there was no one else, Zhaoyue felt a little embarrassed standing on the side.Can't help coughing lightly.

"Oh--"

Yinzhichuan immediately withdrew his hand on Xihuai's shoulder, and turned it to his waist: "Sorry, I forgot that today is mainly for Miss Zhaoyue to see her off."

"Little two."

Yin Zhichuan said, "Let's serve."

Junzilou is one of the best restaurants in the capital of Hoshino, and the location booked in Yinzhichuan is the Accord with the best view in the whole building.

Standing on the attic, not far away is the goddess river like a misty ribbon. If it is at night, you can even hear the singing of the singer of Qiushui Pavilion opposite.

When the lanterns first come on, there are many tourists, and the beautiful and moving songs are heard from afar. It is really an indescribable paradise on earth.

It's a pity that Zhaoyue couldn't stay until night, and had to leave before noon.

"You are a girl's family, so I won't persuade you to drink."

Yin Zhichuan got up from the table full of dishes, picked up the wine, and said with a smile: "I wish you all the wonderful scenery in the world, and everything will be safe."

Zhaoyue said she was a woman, but she put all her strength into it. She also raised her head and drank three cups in a row.

The meal was deserted and deserted, the waiter served a table of dishes, but there were only three people sitting at the table, Huai Zhaoyue and Huai Zhaoyue in the west of Yinzhi. desolate.

Yin Zhichuan sat in the wind for a while, then suddenly said: "I'll dance a set of 'Why Return' for Miss Zhaoyue."

He unwrapped a set of scabbards from the cloth bag by his side—it turned out that he had already thought about it.

It was the sword of Banking Bank (xíng), and his fourth brother also danced it here for Zhaoyue to see.

Yinzhichuan pulled out his slightly rusty old sword, and Zhaoyue watched his movements with an indescribable feeling that things were different.In an instant, I almost shed tears.

Yin Zhichuan put the scabbard in Xi Huai's hand, turned out of the attic, and stood on the high and narrow eaves.

The sword is tied with a long red silk, nearly ten feet in length, and the person holding the sword is dressed in silver clothes, with a youthful spirit.

Yinzhichuan took a deep breath and pointed his sword at the ground.

——The world is boundless, covered with bones.

——The hero draws his sword, and the red makeup is empty!

I cross thousands of mountains and see great rivers...

Xi Huai stood where he was, in the pavilion, watching him quietly.

He had heard Yinzhichuan sing this song before. It was late at night when he drank wine and sat on the eaves to watch the moon.

Flick the sword and sing.

There was indescribable confusion and sadness in that voice, after hearing it only once, Xi Huai would remember it forever.

Now watching Yinzhichuan turn over with his sword, his movements clean and neat, slashing and retracting his wrist, he couldn't help but think of the man who watched the moon and sang at night.

His voice slowly emerged in his mind.

So you are such a person...

At that moment, Xi Huai couldn't help but think that this is different from your pussy brothers who abandoned the city and fled.

When the guests in the restaurant heard the sound, they opened the windows and looked up. The passers-by on the roadside street also stopped, looking at the sword intent, which was as startled as a white rainbow and sang wildly.

"I crossed thousands of mountains to see Dajiang, raised eyebrows with my son, not to shoot Sirius.

The beauty has gray hair and white hair, and sorrow and joy are given to a glass of wine, and there is no one to look back...! "

This is the 48-style "Why Return", the most romantic sword technique of the Yin Family.

Among the ten thousand armies, you can take the head of the traitor general, and in the peaceful and prosperous times, you can take the favor of the people who like you.

"He really loves you very much."

Suddenly, Xi Huai heard Zhaoyue beside him say.

"He said dancing sword to see me off...but his eyes kept falling on you."

The woman held her hand on the railing very tightly, Xi Huai heard her say in a hoarse voice:

"It's great...you still have someone who loves you like this alive."

Xi Huai probably knew what she thought of——

In the past, there was also a person who showed her a sword dance like this, which shocked the entire Hoshino City, just to tell her that I like you.

He was so stupid that after the dance, he was still standing there smiling at her.

All the girls in the Starfield Capital were watching him, but he was waiting for a response from a girl in Qiushui Pavilion.

"Don't break his heart."

Zhaoyue murmured: "If you like him too, don't miss it....Don't, be like me."

Xi Huai turned his head to look at her again, only to see that the once gorgeous and unparalleled singer had burst into tears.