Baishou loses Shaohua

When Ji Yinghan woke up from the dream again, he was unable to breathe due to the sharp pain in his chest. He put on his clothes and sat up, his whole body was already drenched in cold sweat.The terrain of Xueying Peak is quite high, and it is the coldest time of the year, and the bones ache in the room without a charcoal stove.

He got out of bed and came to the table, poured a cup of cold tea from the teapot and downed it in one gulp, the heart-warming coldness made him completely awake.

In the dream, he dreamed again and again of the fire in Tosho Palace. He dreamed that he was standing at the gate of the palace watching the flames burning in front of him. He could hear his mother calling his name but he didn't move. Neither can move.He dreamed of corpses all over the ground outside Yuyuan Hall. He walked in on the blood-stained steps. He saw his father lying on the bright yellow dragon-patterned chair in the center, with a sword thrust straight into his body. on the chest.He dreamed that there were palace maids and eunuchs running over in a panic all the time, and people kept falling down and dying.He saw the faces of many people, Ming Yi, Deputy Commander Xiao, Prime Minister Yao, and Yun Qi, as well as Director Liu who was supposed to pick him up on the night of Shangyuan Festival to watch the fireworks in Yuyuan Hall beside his father.

Finally, he dreamed of Xuan Lie.

He dreamed that Xuan Lie fell off the cliff, and he rushed over desperately but still couldn't grab his hand in time.

He watched Xuan Lie disappear in front of him in a dream, and then there was a sharp pain in his chest, and a bloody smell rose from his throat, and he woke up.

The exhaustion all over his body could not let him fall asleep. He never felt that he was a fragile person, but when it came to matters related to Xuan Lie, he was as fragile as icicles under the eaves of the cold winter. It looked cold and sharp, but it would break at the touch of a touch.

Ji Yinghan pushed open the door involuntarily and walked out, seeing endless whiteness, it was almost impossible to tell where was the sky and where was the earth.White snowflakes fell silently one after another, and he remembered that the night of Shangyuan when he met Xuan Lie was also such a heavy snow.At that time Xuanlie was standing beside the rockery in a black robe, snowflakes fell between his shoulders and hair, he raised his hand and gently wiped away the wet tears on his face, the temperature of his fingers made him lose his mind for a moment.

He clearly remembered the emotion he saw in Xuan Lie's eyes at that time, such tender distress.At that moment, he felt that he had nothing to hide in front of Xuan Lie, so he was very annoyed.

Ji Yinghan stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes, they melted into drops of water in his palm, and the old red thread on his wrist glared like blood in the whiteness.

How many times he used to look at this red thread and smile, how many times he now looks at this red thread in pain.

It's just that no matter how painful it was, he never thought about taking it off.

The door next door was pushed open with a "squeak".

"Brother Ji?" Qin Xun, who was arranged in that room, came out with his clothes on.

"Ah Xun, why aren't you sleeping?" Ji Yinghan withdrew his hand and turned around to ask.

"I vaguely heard you open the door but never heard it close, so I came out to have a look." Qin Xun took a few steps forward, "Brother Ji, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I just couldn't sleep. I came out to have a look, but unexpectedly it was snowing." Ji Yinghan looked at the falling snowflakes and smiled, but his smile was full of desolation.

"It's too cold outside. Brother Ji should go back to the house earlier. It's a big deal to freeze your body in the middle of the night. Brother Ji can't fall ill now." Qin Xun persuaded, and the smile on Ji Yinghan's face made him a little sad .

"Okay." Ji Yinghan nodded, and he asked Qin Xun, "Would you like to come in and sit down together?"

"That's fine, anyway, I can't sleep well." Qin Xun agreed with a smile.

"Brother Ji, why don't you even have a charcoal stove in your house? How can you stand such a cold day?" As soon as he entered the room, Qin Xun felt that the temperature inside the room was not much different from that outside, except that it was better. Just no wind.He naturally didn't believe that Tangtang Weimen would treat his young master badly, even his improvised guest room had a charcoal stove and high-quality silver charcoal.

"I don't like the charcoal stove, so I didn't let it go." Ji Yinghan explained.

Qin Xun didn't ask any more questions.

Ji Yinghan remembered that he and Xuanlie had spent the whole winter in Lingcheng. At that time, it was freezing cold, and every night Xuanlie would wrap him in his arms and use his body temperature to keep him warm, but he never I never asked him why he didn't add a charcoal stove to Donghan Tower.

Thinking about it now, Xuan Lie actually knew it.Just because I know it, I don't want to ask about it.In fact, so many years have passed, those memories are like blunt knives, they will not cause him much pain, and some are just a heavy resistance.Xuan Lie has always treated him with such meticulous attention to detail, that now thinking about it, the pain accompanied by longing is pervasive.

Whatever has been obtained, whatever has been owned, is always the most painful.

"It's a pity that there is no wine now. If there is wine, we can talk about wine at night again. When we were in Linzhou, the three of us..." Qin Xun suddenly stopped in the middle of his sentence, as if his tongue was caught by a cat.

The room was quiet for a while, and Ji Yinghan suddenly got up: "Wait for me."

Qin Xun watched Ji Yinghan push the door out, and came back with two jars in his arms after a while.

As soon as Ji Yinghan put the jar on the table, Qin Xun smelled the strong aroma of wine, and said pleasantly, "Brother Ji, where did you find such a good wine at night?"

"In the past, Mr. Cheng was fond of drinking and making wine. From time to time, Yun Xin would steal two jars while he drank too much and fell asleep. After a long time, they filled the whole bed under the bed."

"Could it be that it hasn't been discovered?" Qin Xun listened with great interest.

"How is it possible." Ji Yinghan smiled and patted open the clay seal and handed it to Qin Xun, "Mr. Cheng is not confused, he just let Yun Xin mess around."

Ji Yinghan fell into memories: "A few years ago, Old Master Cheng passed away, but more than half of the wine under Yun Xin's bed was left. Since then, only on the anniversary of the death of Old Master Cheng, Yun Xin would take a jar and sit in front of the old man's grave Drink half and pour half." Ji Yinghan couldn't help laughing at this point, "Yun Xin doesn't drink well, and Mr. Cheng's alcohol is strong. He often passes out after only a few sips. I always carry him on his back. return."

"Although I don't know this Yun Xin, but according to Brother Ji, he is a genuine person."

"Yeah, he is a person who will be desperate once he is identified." Ji Yinghan squinted his eyes and sighed, "I always feel that he understands life better than me, and I hope he can be luckier than me."

Ji Yinghan drank very quickly, the jar of wine in his hand was already more than half gone while he was talking, and Qin Xun only took a few sips.

The alcohol gradually picked up, and Ji Yinghan became drunk.He raised his head and took a few sips of wine. The wine flowed down his chin and wet his clothes, but Qin Xun didn't stop him.He felt that maybe being drunk could be regarded as a moment of rest for Ji Yinghan. He had been sober for too long, and it was too painful.

Ji Yinghan fell drunk on the table. He squinted his eyes and looked at the red line on his wrist. Tears suddenly seemed to find an outlet and rolled down.

Qin Xun gently put half of the jar of wine in his hand on the table. Under the faint candlelight, he watched Ji Yinghan's tears run down his cheeks silently, his long eyelashes were dazzled by the tears, and he was half dozed. The eyes are hidden in the shadows, hiding all the emotions in them.

I don't know how long it took, the candle on the table finally burned out my last tear, and the gradually weakened candle struggled and flickered twice and finally went out.Without this warm light, the room feels deserted and uncomfortable.

Qin Xun stood up and helped Ji Yinghan, who had fallen into a deep sleep, onto the bed. His brows were still lightly wrinkled in his sleep, and no amount of alcohol could relieve his sadness.Snow light shone into the room through the window paper, and Ji Yinghan's face was still wet from tears. Qin Xun took a facekerchief beside him, wet it in the basin, and gently wiped it for him.

Ji Yinghan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Qin Xun's hand. He slightly opened his eyes and looked at Qin Xun blankly, and murmured: "Xuan Lie..."

Qin Xun took Ji Yinghan's hand and put it under the quilt, then said softly, "I'm here, go to sleep."

Ji Yinghan nodded slightly and closed his eyes, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Xun couldn't help sighing deeply, the so-called deep love is probably the same, but the two of them were doomed to such a hostile fate from birth, and the so-called good luck and tricks are probably the same.

Qin Xun walked out of the room and gently closed the door for Ji Yinghan. It would be dawn in two hours, and Ji Yinghan's dream was only so short.

In just half a month, the news that the imperial court hijacked Miss Baijiabao for no reason spread all over the Jianghu, and Ji Yinghan's way of rescuing Bai Chuling by sacrificing his life made many heroes in the Jianghu applaud.Many sects believed that this incident was a threat and provocation from the imperial court to the people in the martial arts, and several sects who always spoke with weight asked Ji Yinghan to gather martial arts people to ask the court for an explanation as the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Ji Yinghan was not surprised by this at all, because he and Chu Weiqing planned all this behind the scenes.To deal with the imperial court, it is always necessary to learn from others. After so many years of preparation, Ji Yinghan and Chu Weiqing finally waited for such an opportunity and excuse.

The author has something to say: I would like to tell you one more thing today...

The weather is hot, but you must not take a cold bath because you will really catch a cold! ! !