Lian Jue

Dongli Yutian woke up three days later, the wounds on his body were bandaged, and the internal injuries were also under control.He even asked, what about him?He, he... almost out of tune.

Yan Jingling didn't throw a punch this time, he just said coldly, what do you think?

Dongli Yutian sat blankly, his eyes were dull, I thought, obviously he pulled my hair at that time, and I felt it.

That day, when Yan Jingling arrived, the two of them looked haggard, falling into the crushed snow with almost no life left, half a foot from the edge of the cliff, and they would fall into the abyss.

Dongli Yutian was desperate, but he didn't expect that at the very moment, he felt Lian Jue's fingers tugging at his hair, although it was weak.And the breathing suddenly became obvious, he listened to the heartbeat with difficulty, and miraculously he could hear it again.

It's a pity that he was so sad and happy, and his serious injury recurred, that he couldn't even move Lian Jue.He could only keep talking, calling Lian Jue's name, and then he passed out.

Could it be that he was not saved?Dongli Yutian was in a daze.

Yan Jingling snorted coldly, but felt complicated, so he just said, you should go see him.

The man was sitting in the gray-black wooden barrel that was more than ten feet long, his head was lowered close to the edge of the wooden barrel, his expression was a little painful, and the water mist was dense, which was not very real.From a close look, the potion was also black, as if something alive was tumbling inside.

The three people around were sitting cross-legged, chanting words.Lianjue's head was dripping with sweat, eyes half-closed all the time, and Dongli Yutian stood for a long time without daring to disturb her.

He only felt that his body was heavy, and the meridians all over his body were extremely stagnant.The inner strength is almost empty.Yan Jingling helped him quickly, and said not very kindly, you were seriously injured before, and you have been frozen in the snow for a long time, your health will not get better.

Dongli Yutian didn't think about it at all, he just said lightly, it's all right.The two watched outside for a long time, silent.

Suddenly, Dongli Yutian said, thank you.Yan Jingling snorted coldly, and sat on a stone bench a few steps away.

Uncle Rosp came out after a while and wiped the sweat off his face.

Dongli Yutian grabbed Rosp's arm and hurriedly asked.how?

Not very good, because the Gu poison in his body has been entrenched for a long time, it is very powerful, and the secret treasure of our family cannot remove it at will.Besides, he is extremely weak, pulling out the poison rashly will only make him exhausted and die.

So, is life in danger?

worry free.

Dongli Yutian was no longer as excited as before.After such a long journey, such a difficult snow field, and a life and death experience, Zensheng's excitement suddenly calmed down.

It's good to know in my heart!There was no smile on his face, and he even suddenly felt bitter.So far in life, the bitterness is unspeakable, and there is a different taste faintly through the bitterness.

Rosp said to Yan Jingling, young man, you should advise your friend to rest, as it is easy for Qi and blood not to return and the meridians to go retrograde.

Yan Jingling turned and left, following him.

After stepping out of the house, Yan Jingling also breathed a sigh of relief.He gratefully said to Rosp, Uncle, your kindness has been rewarded as it should be.

Rosp waved his hand wearily and said, "We don't expect anything in return for saving lives. If we do, it's for the sake of accumulating good fortune for our people. I hope we won't suffer from the war again and our descendants will prosper."

Will do.Yan Jingling said, Uncle, your people will be blessed by this.

Uncle Rosp thought that Yan Jingling was just thanking him, so he didn't take it seriously. He just said, young man, with your good words, as long as there is no war next year, we will be thankful.

It's no wonder that Rosp didn't care. When Yan Jingling and Dongli Yutian were sent to the village, their faces were really haggard and haggard.The hands of the two were also pulled together, and it was difficult to separate them.

Uncle Rosper understood, and sighed, "It's a crime."It is really sympathetic for a pair of lovers who are tortured by poison.

Because the living environment of the Solo tribe was too harsh, they moved to the depths of the mountains, so they retained a large amount of ancient Gu poison.People say that fortune and misfortune depend on each other, but it seems that it is true.

Dongli Yutian was bitter for a long time, and then gradually calmed down.Except when pulling out the Gu poison, he hardly let go.

Uncle Rosp shook his head.

This stay lasted for half a month, during which the small group of people came several times, mysteriously.

A month later, the Solo tribe saw a large group of people approaching from a distance, dressed in military uniforms, they were very nervous, and they were all ready to fight.Yan Jingling comforted, don't be restless, Liangdu is here.

Rosp asked nervously, Liangdu?There has never been anyone from the imperial court for so many years, so many people?

Yan Jingling smiled softly, Uncle, it's a good thing, drink some wine and feel at ease.

The village of the Solo tribe is backed by a mountain, and a small river in front is blocked by ice.On the other side of the river, the banners were flying, and I don't know how many people there were, and I didn't know what happened.

Uncle Rosp was still worried, and said again and again, young people, don't take revenge.Yan Jingling laughed, uncle, you are overthinking.

The leader was riding a tall horse, dressed neatly in a brown military uniform, with a big knife in his waist, and led 120 light riders across the river.At the gate of the stockade, it is not easy to enter. They shouted in unison to welcome the king back to the palace.

This title is particular.The identity of the new emperor is a bit of an issue, let's call it Yuwang, this title was conferred by the Lian Dynasty.Before preparing to ascend the throne, an announcement was made to tell the world that the name of the new emperor was no longer related to the Lian family, so naturally this title could not be used.It's also wrong to call him His Majesty, after all, he hasn't officially ascended the throne yet.

This frightened the men, women and children of the Solo tribe.Their village has been avoiding wars for years, and when they heard the titles of "Wang" and "Huang", they were all terrified, afraid that they were looking for trouble again.How can it end.

Unexpectedly, the person who walked out here was one of the young lovers who were picked up from the edge of the cliff a month ago. Their name was Dongli or something. The name was a bit long, unlike their names, which were easy to remember. Xiaodong Xiaodong’s call.

Xiaodong stood in front of his lover sadly every day, and they talked about it for a long time in the village after gossip.

Seeing Xiaodong, who was thin for a few months, looked lonely, and was trapped by love, standing calmly at the gate of the village, accepting the worship of such a team, saying long live, always felt a little ridiculous.

Until that Xiaodong quietly went back to the backyard to lead his half-dead lover, waved his hand before leaving, and the team also retreated.At the moment when he raised his hand and lowered it, his eyes were sharp, and the Solo tribe suddenly felt a completely different killing spirit.

Xiaodong left in a hurry, and that night, braving the light snow, he straddled his horse.

Uncle Rosp and Yan Jingling were drinking a jug of wine, which was boiling hot.

Before leaving, Dongli Yutian looked for Yan Jingling, but the two didn't explain anything important.

gone.

rest assured.

At this point, both of them can understand each other without speaking.Lianjue didn't wake up, Dongli Yutian helped him comb his hair before leaving, and whispered a few words in his ear.

It's time to settle down.

Over the past few years, the peach blossoms on Jialan Land have bloomed several times and have been stained with blood several times.In the end, everyone was exhausted.However, the dynasty will always continue, and everything will continue.All love and hate are footnotes to history.

The new emperor ascended the throne very hastily, and the ceremony was frugal and frugal.

When Dongli Yutian sat on the dragon chair that had been passed down for many years in Jiuxiao Palace, he could see the bowed heads and slightly swaying official hats of all the officials worshiping, and suddenly felt that the surrounding was really empty.His lover is still thousands of miles away in the Snow Mountain Stockade.

This is the position he used to sit on, and it is also the land he has desperately guarded.Standing so high here, it seems so cold.Dongli Yutian had thought countless times what it would be like to really sit in this position, but now he had mixed feelings and couldn't tell what it was like.

Regardless of the fate of the Dongli family or the unwillingness of the Lian family, they all turned into ashes.Dongli Yutian's hand rested on the armrest of the dragon chair, and the voice of the person who read the National Call echoed so old that it dragged on for a long time in the huge Jialan Palace.

Dongli Yutian was a little lonely, his fingers suddenly touched the uneven place on the side of the handrail.This is? !

It seems to be a word, but it is not obvious. It is on the left side of the spitting beads and the golden carving dragon.

He tilted his body to look carefully, but the people below couldn't see it either.

The lettering is small and shallow.

In fact, if you carefully identify it, it is the word Jue.There are still some strokes on the side, but they are not finished.What does he want to write?

Who else dares to write here except Lian Jue, that idiot?

Dongli Yutian felt that what he could see in front of his eyes was the scene where this fool wanted to carve something on the dragon chair on a whim.

It must be a time in the dead of night, with moonlight, bright eyes, and a little unspeakable expectation.

I don't know how many people have sat on this dragon chair.How many coups took place in front of the dragon chair, and how many wounds were all over the chair.Therefore, the words carved by Lian Jue are like wounds, without words, but full of meaning.

Dongli Yutian sat up straight again silently, but he couldn't hear what all the officials said.

Jialan Dadi is now seriously injured, and so is Danxi. The soldiers have lost their morale, and the battle cannot be fought for the time being.

The first thing the new dynasty did was to reorganize the army.

The royal army naturally became the forbidden army to defend Gyeonggi.Naturally, Bai Zheng's Rebel Army and Qin Shan's Black Wing Army led by Ao Lie were reorganized.Bai Zheng, as Lian Jue once told Dongli Yutian, didn't have too much ambition, so he was worthy of a heavy responsibility.However, Ao Lie has not appeared for a long time.

An elderly palace official said that Guo Po had seen him go in and out that day and took away a man covered in blood.In the Black Wing Army, however, the commander never returned.

These things are very time-consuming, and it will be New Year's Eve.Dongli Yutian was too busy to be free for a moment.

This is the first new year after the founding of the new dynasty, and the war has just stopped, and there is a sense of prosperity on the land of Jialan.Soon, like weeds, sprouts that sang praises appeared.Sometimes I have to say that the change of the Tian family's dynasty is sometimes not that important to the common people.

One day, the new emperor asked the courtiers how to solve the tax problem, how to effectively restrain the army, and how to effectively change the problem of unreasonable government orders.

The courtiers had a lively discussion.And Bai Zheng is even more unique, and his words are astonishing.People are always surprised.

The new emperor asked why he had these thoughtful insights. Bai Zhengdao said that this insight was not mine, but was found in a book written by an old man.The old man doesn't know life and death, but he can't bear the dust of the pearl, so he dedicated it to His Majesty.

So he got down on his knees, and with both hands he presented a book with a thick blue cover.

Dongli Yutian got the book, and when he opened the first page, he already recognized that it was Lianjue's handwriting.

The courtiers looked at the new emperor's expression on the first page, which was very strange, as if he was very excited and tried his best to restrain himself.

good!good!good!Three good words are already rare praises.However, the new emperor immediately ordered that this person be found and worshiped as a national teacher.

Dongli Yutian didn't want Lian Jue to hide anymore, he wanted him to stand upright in front of the world, making all his sufferings and sacrifices worthwhile.

He thought, isn't the teacher of a country, the teacher of an emperor, better than the simple teacher of one person and a few people?

When he wants him to wake up again, everything will be cleared up, and the world will be at peace.

This is the love of kings.

They will never have the opportunity to abandon all the mundane world, as long as they are alive.

He can't be with him at this time, maybe he can't watch him wake up, but as long as he knows that he can still live well, he has to do his own thing.

He loves him and wants to erase all his unwillingness.

The name of the new dynasty is Baina, which means the sea accepts all rivers, highlighting the new dynasty's ambition to seek innovation and change, and to attract talented people.

The order issued by the new emperor is very popular, and the tax reform has lightened the burden on the people.And if you are thirsty for talents, you are good at accepting advice.

Every time this happened, the new emperor always said that it was the national teacher's credit.

The new emperor even placed another chair next to the dragon chair. There was no one on it, but there seemed to be a shadow. Sometimes the new emperor even looked towards the chair when he spoke.

At first the courtiers objected, because such a person existed, wouldn't the world be divided equally with the emperor?However, such a person has never appeared.

As a result, there have been many speculations in the country, and some people think that this is just a way for the new emperor to implement the decree.Some people think that the national teacher is an expert who can hide his body.So many kinds, and so on.

Later, the courtiers got used to it.

When I came to the Solo tribe again, the ice and snow melted all the way, and the alpine rhododendrons bloomed.

Mountains of wild flowers.

A large number of people rushed into the stockade, this time, they didn't dare to call Xiaodong Xiaodong.Everyone called His Majesty, terrified.Uncle Rosp asked Yan Jingling, is this really His Majesty?

Yan Jingling nodded.Only then did Uncle Rosp believe that the Solo tribe had had great luck, as if they had saved some extraordinary people.

The spring in Qiongtong Mountains is beautiful.The snow melted into small streams, nourishing the surrounding flowers.A person in plain clothes like snow is fetching water by the stream, behind him is a large expanse of purple-gold and bluish gentian, which blooms extremely gorgeously.

The closer he got, the more nervous Dongli Yutian became.He has a small golden crown on his head and his hair is tied up, and he is dressed in bright yellow clothes, which are simple in style but imposing.But he always felt that his body was not grand enough, or something was wrong.

The clothes of the people by the river are not thin, but because of their thinness, they have a natural charm.

It was Lianjue who suddenly felt something, and he turned his head suddenly.

Four eyes facing each other.

An instant, or 1 years.

Lian Jue smiled and said, oh, here we come.It's like asking yourself an answer.

Dongli Yutian embraced him very tightly.He said, wait a long time?

soon.

Will you stand on my right?

kindness?

I can't see clearly in my left eye.

Only then did Dongli Yutian notice that Lianjue's left eye was indeed different.He put his hands up, feeling distressed.

It's lucky to be alive.

Yeah, yeah, nice.

Lian Jue was extremely thin, and her cheekbones were a little protruding. Dongli Yutian touched her for a long time, and then suddenly kissed her.

Crazy, with unspeakable desires.If words cannot express, use the most direct.The bitterness in the mouth becomes the sweetest taste.Every inch of the hand's groping is full of love and compassion.

The bones on the chest are so thin, it feels like the most expensive porcelain.Hands and feet are cold, but dry.Under the cover of the smell of medicine, Dongli Yutian smelled the smell that made him obsessed, it was his unique smell.

Only then did he make sure that he was alive.

Lian Jue couldn't bear this, she just said quietly that her nose hurt just now.

Knead, huh?

Lian Jue touched his face, the outline was clear, the under eye sockets were blue, it looked like he hadn't slept well for a long time.

When the two returned to the yard, they hugged each other and fell asleep.

For a few hours, the iron barrels outside the yard were like guarding everything.The onlookers waited for a long time without any movement, and went back to cook one after another.

The smoke from the cooker is lingering, and the sun is dim.When I woke up, I didn't know what day it was.

I had a dream, very long.A long time ago.

how long?

A few lifetimes ago.You are the god in the sky, and I am just a flower in your pond.

kindness?

I have dreamed about it many times, and now that I think about it, maybe it is true.

Whether it's true or not, it's good now.

Yu Tian, ​​I'm fine now, but after all I've lost my vitality, how long can I stay with you?

How long can be.Have you forgotten the curse of the Dongli family?The man can't live until his thirties, and his father has done half of the sacrifices, and the curse is still in effect.Maybe I left earlier?

Then, no matter when, you must take me with you?OK?

good.Put it in the sleeve, tie it on the belt, and go with it everywhere.

By the way, what about Lianyun?

Ask him as soon as he wakes up?Dongli Yutian was not happy.very good.

How to do it?

My sister has it, she loves children.

That's good.By the way, what about the others?

I'm going to be angry.

why?

Still ask?

Well.

PS: Is it really over?I guess so.In fact, I can stop writing at this point, but I suddenly feel reluctant.It's been a few years.It is estimated that it will be repaired again in the future, and it is generally like this.I guess you don't want to listen to my nonsense, but I still want to say something.I originally wanted to write a chapter to write some thoughts, but I didn't think it was necessary to be so hypocritical.

Thank you all.I interrupted a few times during the update period, and each time took a long time. Although I was extremely sorry, it was still not worth my laziness and the trivial matters of real life.But a sense of guilt and responsibility refused to let me go, and finally finished writing it slowly.

Wrote this at first, just thought of a name one day.If there is a person named Lianjue, what is his story?So I started to update the article completely with enthusiasm, without an outline and without a plan.At first, I was able to write [-] to [-] words a day, and then I couldn't do it, and it became a kind of responsibility and suffering.

A person gradually came to life in the writing, he is not willing to my arrangement, and always resists.So I had to ponder and ponder over and over again.He hurts me too, and sometimes his stories make me cry too.I originally wanted to give a tragic ending, but I really couldn't bear it. I think the people in the story won.

Many people have given support and encouragement to this article, which is beyond my imagination. Of course, many people have been disappointed by it.I sometimes wonder if it's possible I've ever passed a disappointed reader.Of course, it may be short-lived and forgettable.But after all, I have to make up for it myself, and my heart is at peace.

It’s hard to say whether I will continue to write or not in the future. If I do, try to finish it before posting it, so that I won’t be so harmful to others and myself.Thanks again everyone, really.