I see the snow

I don't know the years when I am idle, and I know the long dreams when I wake up.

The days are like running water, and half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

Mu Ziling fell into a dream and couldn't wake up for a long time, until a person appeared and broke all the peace.

After more than ten days, Yun Yin arrived.

Before he came, no one mentioned this matter to Qin Yi, and Qin Yi seemed to have forgotten it.But until a servant communicated, Qin Yi was stunned for a while, and then quietly said:

"Let him wait in the courtyard."

"You are not allowed to walk around without orders. When I am free, I will find an opportunity to see him."

This "finding opportunity" continued for several days.

"The king finally remembered the old way."

When Qin Yi walked into the courtyard, Yun Yin was drinking tea. When he saw him, he immediately stood up, leaned over and said with a smile, "The poor Taoist pays his respects to the king."

Qin Yi didn't speak, and sat down at the tea table in the hall.

He poured himself a cup of tea, Yun Yin said: "The old Taoist has heard about what happened earlier at Chifeng Pass—"

"Thank you, Wang Shang Shengming, for taking Mu Ziling's life back with his own safety. Otherwise, the old Taoist would be powerless to recover now... Your Majesty's deep affection for His Highness Huai'an is really admirable!"

However, Qin Yi held the teacup quietly, with a calm expression, and he didn't respond to Yun Yin's flattery.

Yun Yin didn't realize it, but still smiled and said: "Has your majesty prepared Qingsi?"

"I asked someone to mention this matter to the king earlier."

Qin Yi raised his eyelids, glanced at him, took out a small bottle from his arms, put it on the case, and asked:

"this?"

"Exactly!"

Yun Yin was overjoyed immediately, and was about to reach for it. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Qin Yi's gaze, but felt something was wrong, and asked with a sneer, "Can the old man take a look?"

Qin Yi nodded slightly, and said indifferently, "You can see it."

Yun Yin carefully picked up the vial, unplugged it and looked at it.

He poured out a small strand of slender black hair, his eyes changed immediately, and he said happily: "It's this, it's this!"

"With this, His Highness Huai'an can be brought back to life."

Yun Yin breathed a long sigh of relief, and said in a relaxed way: "From now on, only Young Master Yin's body will be left. Once you get it, this art of defying the sky and fate can be practiced!"

However, after Qin Yi heard this, there was no great joy on his face. Instead, he rubbed his brows and said in a tired voice:

"Really?"

"nature!"

Yun Yin patted his chest and assured, "The old master has practiced this technique before. I have seen it with my own eyes. It is absolutely foolproof!"

"..."

Qin Yi looked at the small courtyard outside the hall, but couldn't see what he was thinking, and just took a sip of tea in silence.

"Kings?"

Yun Yin smacked the taste, felt that something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong with you?"

The tea was cold, and it had probably been left for a long time, but when I tasted it in my mouth, it turned out to have an astringent taste.

For a long time, I didn't return to my wish.

Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and said deeply, "It's nothing."

Yun Yin was deeply confused. After observing for a while, he suddenly thought of the rumors he heard when he came here, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock:

"Your Majesty, you, don't you have real feelings for Mu Ziling!? He is such a person, you—"

Qin Yi has taken good care of Mu Ziling in recent days, and even arranges his daily life personally.Never fake.

When Yun Yin first arrived, he heard some rumors, but he only thought that Qin Yi was worried about Mu Ziling's injury, fearing that he would die before he arrived.But judging from Qin Yi's reaction now, I'm afraid it's not certain.

"how is this possible."

However, Qin Yi glanced at him, and said in an unknown tone: "... I just regard him as Huai'an's substitute."

"You must not make a fake show." But Yun Yin was still very disturbed. He looked at Qin Yi anxiously and said, "You don't know that Mu Ziling is evil! He has such a face ——Hey! He and His Highness Huai'an are one in the sky and the other in the ground, you must not be confused between the real and the fake!"

"Gu said Gu did not!"

Qin Yi was already upset, but when he heard him talking like this, he suddenly became angry from nowhere, and scolded: "I'm just acting on occasion, why do you all look like the sky is about to collapse!"

"..."

Unexpectedly, Yun Yin was scolded, and she didn't dare to talk back, her voice lowered, and she said, "Okay...you just need to be able to tell who you like...you just need to be able to tell the difference."

Qin Yi thought, how could he not be able to distinguish his own heart?

He was just a little annoyed, thinking that Mu Ziling was too much like Mu Huai'an, his gestures and gestures were just like the shadow of Mu Huai'an when he was a teenager, no matter how he looked at him, he looked familiar.

"Gu Neng can control himself."

Qin Yi frowned irritably, and said in a hoarse voice, "... What's wrong with Mu Ziling? It's just a face that is exactly the same as Huai'an's. If you just like him, you're blind!"

Yun Yin didn't dare to make a sound, Qin Yi was like a powder keg that was suddenly set on fire, and he didn't know which sentence offended him, and he became extremely ugly towards Yun Yin.

The two were silent for a moment, Qin Yi suddenly became more and more bored, he stood up and said:

"The plan won't change—keep your mouth shut, it's better to cut it off!"

He flicked up the corner of his robe, and walked out, Yun Yin looked at him tremblingly, wanted to call Qin Yi but dared not speak——

Since the plan remains the same and Mu Ziling is always going to be killed, can you give him the porcelain bottle first?

... There are still some preparatory measures to be done.

Take away what to do.

……

After Qin Yi came out of Yunyin's other courtyard, he ran around.The servant followed him, seeing that he was in a bad mood, and did not dare to speak out.

But walking around like this, he finally reached Mu Ziling's place.

The noon sun was shining lazily, and Mu Ziling was sleeping in a bamboo recliner on the porch.

The wind from the corridor eaves brushed gently, blowing the tips of his hair, floating up and down on the white clothes lightly.

He seemed to have fallen asleep completely ignorantly, with A'Zhu coiled around his wrist, the bright red snake's head also sticking to Mu Ziling's cold skin, squinting his eyes comfortably——

The hand was resting on the edge of the bamboo chair, and the fingers were about to be wiped off the edge of the bamboo chair.

But the bones are distinct, pale and slender, and it looks really indescribably beautiful.

Such a "beauty's lunch picture" is extremely quiet and quiet, but what is hidden in it is an undercurrent that ordinary people can't see at all——

Around Mu Ziling, there were actually countless swollen and ugly ghosts kneeling, grinning and baring their teeth, bowing down unwillingly and in pain!

"At noon, the sun rises, and ghosts and ghosts will disperse."

In such a sunny noon, it was extremely painful for ghosts to appear, but Mu Ziling didn't know it and ordered them not to retreat.

— This is punishment.

To punish them, when Mu Ziling was seriously injured and weak, they had evil intentions and tried to fight back.

Mu Ziling burned a few of the hate games, and when the rest were exhausted, he made them kneel down in the court. If they didn't dissipate after he woke up from a nap, it would be considered a write-off.

"In your life, you will never get what you want, and you will lose everything you cherish. You are doomed to have no relatives and no friends... No matter where you go, you will not be treated kindly!!"

In the dream, the scene from a few months ago reappeared again. The old wizard had blood in his mouth, looked at him dying, and cursed with hatred——

Mu Ziling stood quietly, looking at the person at his feet indifferently and coldly.

He remembered the scene of that day, he knew that Mu Meng would die with his eyes wide open, and he also knew what words he would curse himself.

But for some reason, in this dream, when he heard Mu Meng spit out those spells, he suddenly felt a burst of unspeakable palpitations, and the person who should have died was also staring at him behind him, I don't know what I saw, and suddenly burst into unstoppable laughter——

"His Majesty has arrived—"

Mu Ziling woke up suddenly, the sun was shining outside at noon.

The servant communicated loudly, and Qin Yi walked in from outside the courtyard.

He was wearing a black cloud-patterned dragon suit with gold threads on the cuffs and collars. All the servants were left outside, and he was the only one walking towards Mu Ziling.

Mu Ziling's forehead was covered with cold sweat, staring blankly at the air in front of him, panting slightly.

After a long time, he closed his eyes, waved his sleeves to make all the ghosts in the court retreat, and sat up somewhat exhausted.

"Why are you sweating so much?"

Qin Yi walked up to him, looked at Mu Ziling, saw his pale cheeks covered with fine beads of sweat, couldn't help touching them, and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Mu Ziling nodded tiredly, he was very tired from the nap.

He hooked his fingers, and a little ghost appeared from the air, with a porcelain bowl on his head, and ran up to Mu Ziling bumpily——

It's a bowl of sour plum soup.

Mu Ziling took a sip casually, but still felt uncomfortable.He raised his eyes hoarsely, looked at Qin Yi, and asked:

"How did you come."

Qin Yi sat at the other end of Mu Ziling's bamboo chair, and seemed a little absent-minded today.

He rested his hands on his knees, looked far away, and let out an "um" in a very absent state.

After a while, I added another sentence: "Walking around casually, I came here."

This is not a lie.When he was walking around in the mansion just now, Qin Yi was full of upset, and he just walked around, but for some reason, when he raised his eyes again, he was already standing at the door of Muziling's small courtyard.

The feet seem to have eyes.

"Is the injury... better?"

The two of them sat without talking, Qin Yi was a little unnatural, and asked for something to say: "Are you still changing the medicine?"

Mu Ziling said lightly, "It's better."

He was fiddling with something in his hand, which looked like many dried petals, and Mu Ziling was stuffing them into a kit.

Qin Yi noticed it, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows to look over, and asked, "What is this?"

"Moon sac."

Mu Ziling didn't raise his eyes, but still looked down at the small cloth bag in his hand, and said softly, "It's for evil spirits."

"Evil warding insects?"

Qin Yi became more interested, and said with great interest, "Gu seems to have seen you wear it before. How about it, does this thing need to be replaced regularly?"

Mu Ziling wore a white robe and always had plain accessories on his body. It was a long time before Qin Yi discovered that he had a snow-white brocade pouch hanging around his waist.

Embroidered on it is a branch of withered lotus.

But this is not, what Mu Ziling is playing with this time is a dark pattern embroidered with white camellia.

Mu Ziling paused with his fingers, as if he had paused in his thoughts, as if he didn't know how to answer him.After a moment of silence, he whispered:

"This isn't for me."

There are dead leaves and branches of all kinds of flowers and plants in the kit, as well as the sloughs of poisonous insects. They are all in a mess, and it takes a lot of effort to look at them.

Should be extremely hard to find.

Yunyan lives in the deep forest, and has always been good at studying the medicinal properties of flowers and plants, not to mention that Mu Ziling, the leader of all ghosts, made it herself——

I am afraid it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a priceless treasure.

But now Mu Ziling just pushed Qin Yi flatly, and put it on the small case, as if it was not worth mentioning:

"You sucked poison for me before, I don't know if there are any sequelae. With this, no matter where you go in summer, there will be no mosquitoes and flies."

Qin Yi was a little surprised, looking at the small pouch on the case, he suddenly didn't know whether to accept it or not.

"Mingyue sac, collect flowers and plants on the night of the full moon, dry them in the sun, and it happened to be fifteen a few days ago, so I just made it."

Mu Ziling said lightly: "I don't like to owe favors to others. Take it."

Qin Yi didn't know the customs of Yunyan, so he couldn't judge whether Mu Ziling's words were true or not.

But looking at Mu Ziling's appearance, he looked very calm, as if it was just a small gadget that he gave away casually.It's like he made a grasshopper for Mu Ziling casually.

If he doesn't accept it, it will appear that he is petty and rigid.

"it is good."

Qin Yi nodded, looked at the moon pouch, and took it over: "That orphan took it. Thank you."

He was holding the bright moon bag, but he didn't hang it on his waist immediately, but looked at it in his hand, and then put it in his sleeve.

— But this is enough for Mu Ziling.

Mu Ziling lowered his head with a silent expression.His face still looked indifferent, and he was playing with A'Zhu in his hand.It seems that he doesn't care about Qin Yi's side at all.

But when Qin Yi put the moon pouch into his sleeve, the movement fell in his peripheral vision, Mu Ziling's slender fingers suddenly tightened unconsciously, and a strange look flashed in his eyes——

Only A'Zhu found out, but at that moment, it didn't even realize what that look was, it had never seen it on Mu Ziling's face before——

...It seems to be a kind of secret, unspeakable joy.

Mingyue Sac, Mingyue Lang.

In Yunyan, it is true that this kit can repel mosquitoes and poisonous flies, but it is also one of the tokens to express feelings.

If you give this thing as a gift, the young man of the other party will come every night under the bright moon and sing a love song in front of the window of your sweetheart.It wasn't until three years later that it proved that this heart and love were unswerving, and the two became close friends of Qin and Jin.

Its name should prove:

May I be like a star, like a moon, night and night.

Mu Ziling sent out the Mingyue bag lightly, but Qin Yi didn't know that he had been doing it since the day he woke up.

It is not easy to find those flowers, plants, and worms in the deep forest of Yunyan, let alone Chifengguan, where not a single grass grows?

For so many nights, Mu Ziling coughed and fiddled with this kit.The white camellia on it was stabbed by him stitch by stitch.

Several times, he wanted to throw away the half-made, thinking it was a woman's pretentious thinking, but he picked it up again not long after.

...Because I like it, the way of expressing it is gender-neutral.

That ghost named Gujieer was called out by Mu Ziling many times——

Because he won't pick up the line.

Qin Yi kept Mu Ziling's moon pouch, and the two sat silently, no one spoke for a long time.

After a while, he stood up and said, "Gu is gone, you have a good rest."

Mu Ziling looked at him, Qin Yi didn't say a few words from the time he came in to the time he left.

He seemed to have something on his mind, but he also accepted Mu Ziling's moon pouch.

Qin Yi felt that Mingyue's pouch was slightly hot in his sleeve, and he didn't dare to look at Mu Ziling's gaze.

He left Mu Ziling's small courtyard almost as if he had run away, and he almost didn't even dare to turn his head.

After he left completely, he stopped slowly and stood quietly at the corner of a wall building.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

The servant followed Qin Yi and saw him standing there motionless, with his eyes closed, breathing slightly short of breath.Strangely asked: "Is there any discomfort?"

Qin Yi didn't speak, and slightly gestured to keep them away.

He took out Mu Ziling's bright moon pouch, with plain white background and dark flowers blooming indifferently.Same with his people.

Qin Yi exerted a little force with his hands, pinching the bulging brocade bag until it deformed——

This was done by the murderer who killed Mu Huai'an.

He said to himself, what a person with Mu Huai'an's blood on his hands did!

It's not like you haven't seen him massacring a city, but if you don't throw things away now, have you read all the sage books into the dog's stomach! ?

Qin Yi closed and opened his eyes, took a few deep breaths, but couldn't move.

He stared at the white camellia, his fingers trembling slightly, and the image of the young boy in white and red rope looking at him tilted his head and asking "Is Liang Cheng's camellia beautiful?" appeared in front of his eyes.

However, Qin Yi seemed to be possessed, he couldn't help but tremblingly put the bag close to his lips, and touched it lightly with trembling, remembering Mu Ziling's drunk side face with his eyes closed not long ago.

"...humble!"

The moment his cheek touched the moon pouch, Qin Yi suddenly woke up as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and threw it to the ground viciously——

The snow-white cloth was stained with dust, and a piece of it was rubbed off.

"Take it and throw it away."

Qin Yi said: "Don't let this thing...appear in front of me again!!"

The entourage was stunned for a moment, knowing that it probably belonged to Mu Ziling, and dared not touch it, but Qin Yi looked at them coldly, and asked coldly:

"Why, do you dare to disobey the order of the lonely king?"

The attendant didn't dare, knelt down hastily, and picked up the snow-white moon pouch with his hands.

Qin Yi said: "Throw it away. The farther away the better, I don't want to see this dirty thing again."

The attendant's hands were dirty, and a dirty fingerprint was left on the satin surface of the moon bag.

He held the soft brocade bag, thinking that the stitches are really tight, and it won't hurt his hands at all.

It's just that no one knows what kind of mood Mu Ziling had when he stabbed out the bright moon pouch and gave it to Qin Yi.

This is the second time he likes someone.

One time was Qin Yi who baked clothes and shoes for him at the age of 15, and the other time was Qin Yi who made grasshopper umbrellas for him at the age of 24.

A sensitive and depressed little beast, but it is so difficult to trust a person again in the temptations again and again.

Qin Yi threw it away twice without hesitation.