Chaoyuan Road

The lights in the city were bright in the distance, but it was pitch black here, and there was a faint light in the cabin, projecting from the back of the boatman, covering his figure with an orange halo.Seeing her in a daze, the man supported the penny and asked again: "Girl, the way back is long, how about I give you a ride?"

The voice was inexplicably familiar, and Cun Xin took two steps forward, trying to see his face clearly.Unexpectedly, as soon as he got to the river, the man abandoned the penny, stepped out of the boat with one stride, and took Cun Xin's hand.The dragon girl was shocked, she struggled twice but did not break free, she subconsciously shook her hand, but suddenly remembered that her saber had been broken in the Kunlun Snow Cave, she panicked, and hurriedly pinched a Thunder Jue with three fingers and was about to perform it , but was held down by the boatman, laughed and said: "It's me!"

Yang Jian!Cun Xin's panic melted into nothingness, she let him help herself onto the boat and sat down in a daze, a little bit of penny propped her off the shore, before she said, "How...how did you guess I'm here? "

Xiansheng Zhenjun took off his bamboo hat, lowered his head and entered the cabin, and sat down with a flick of his robe. He said with a smile, "Didn't we make an appointment, see you at Yudai Bridge?" His voice was very warm, like a pot of warm old wine, It exudes warmth in this cold winter night.The cold air around Long Nu was like the silver frost on the plum branches, turning into spring water little by little, but quietly gathered in her eyes, rolled down inadvertently, and dripped on her knees.

"You are..." Yang Jian was stunned, trying to help her wipe away the tears, but he still didn't raise his hand after all.He pondered silently for a moment, then took out something from his sleeve and handed it over. It was a pure gold lace earring, decorated with two plump pearls, very delicate.

When Cun Xin saw it, she immediately forgot her grief, took the earring and said in surprise, "I thought I lost it, but it turned out to be in your hands!"

"It should have been returned to the original owner," Yang Jian smiled, "Tiannu threatened me with this thing back then, but I was reluctant to return it to you afterwards, and kept it until now."

The Dragon Girl lifted up the earring for a closer look, and said, "It's not unusual, is it true that the Holy Lord is used to hiding earrings?"

"I only hid this one." Yang Jian's smile deepened, "This is what she showed Chang'e back then, but she didn't tell the truth because of Chen Xiang."

"Ghosts believe you!" Cun Xin pouted, her face full of disdain, "I heard people say that Zhenjun destroyed the fairy's earrings in front of His Majesty and Empress, she was so angry that she was dumbfounded!"

Yang Jian shook his head, took the earring from Longnu's hand, held it in his palm, and immediately spread his palm, the earring disappeared, only a pinch of gold powder remained.Cun Xin was so startled that her almond eyes widened, and when she was about to reprimand, she saw Xiansheng Zhenjun flipped his wrist, and the earring was pinched between his fingers neatly.

"It's just a blindfold." Yang Jian looked at Longnu with burning eyes, "This is your personal thing, how can I destroy it at will?"

Cun Xin blushed, she lowered her head to avoid his gaze, and said softly: "I only know that Chang'e is weak and pure, and if I don't want to, she will also lie to deceive people."

"It's no wonder the fairy," Yang Jian sighed, "but it turned out that the mountain rain was about to come, so I borrowed her Li to replace the peach."

"Really?" Long Nu tried to understand her words, her heart was moved, but she sneered, "Then the truth will come out, why don't you really do the fake show?" As soon as she finished speaking, she was also startled, thinking of the time when she was with the scholar Fan Xu In the past of the couplet in the boat, I couldn't help covering my lips and laughing out loud.Yang Jian couldn't stop laughing, and just about to speak, Cun Xin suppressed her smile, blinked and said: "I guess Chang'e must also deeply regret herself after experiencing this incident, this is just the time when the breeze comes out of her sleeves and the bright moon enters her bosom." The timing, why is the True Monarch still drowning here?"

Yang Jian looked at Longnu's anxious face, knowing that she was joking, he deliberately sighed and said: "The so-called beauty in the mirror and the moon in the water are all false words. At present, the green mountains are faintly clear and the water is far away. I have a beautiful woman by my side, so I should tune the strings , Gambling books and cooking tea, who cares about floating clouds covering the moon and mist growing in Yaochi?"

"Sour text and fake vinegar!" Cun Xin muttered, took out another earring from her purse and put it on: "This is the year when I was married, my mother asked the Western general to beat me to congratulate me. I originally said that I only lost it, so I keep the rest close to my body." She said, reaching out her hand to Yang Jian, "It should be returned to Zhao now, right?"

Yang Jian ignored it, held the earring firmly, Shi Shiran said: "You can return it, but you have to do me a favor."

"what?"

"If you have time, say 'sorry' to the fourth princess for me. She will definitely let go of the past and forgive me for my unintentional mistakes."

"You have no intention..." Cun Xin was angry, "Who are you to me? Why does Fourth Sister forgive you for my sake?"

Yang Jian smiled more calmly, spread out the ink fan, and calmly said: "Who am I to you, please write clearly on the wedding post."

"Application period? My father agreed?" The dragon girl's deer-like eyes flickered. She knew about the marriage proposal, but the father's letter only said that there were no more rumors recently, and did not mention a word that he had agreed to the marriage. How did the servant persuade Xihai to go all the way from accepting the lottery, asking for the name, and Najib to accepting the levy and asking for a date?

"That's natural," the man looked at the surprised Cun Xin with satisfaction, slowly shook his ink fan and smiled, "I understand that you are impatient, but if you don't finish the three books and six rituals respectfully, how can you be worthy of being the Dragon King of the West Sea? the apple of my eye?"

"I'm not in a hurry!"

Yang Jian suppressed a smile, put away his fan and went around the table, put the earrings on the slightly sullen Cun Xin with his own hands, and whispered in her ear: "I'm anxious."

Long Nu heard directly above the red cloud, only to hear him say again: "Although your father and king forbid you to see me, he really loves your daughter——I checked your pulse just now, it seems that the purple lucidum I sent is quite effective."

He got close, and Cun Xin felt the blood all over his body rushing to his cheeks, his cheeks were hot, suppressing his heartbeat, he said after a long while: "For your brother and sister, I almost lost the Dragon Ball, you give me a purple lucidum to replenish my energy Yixue, shouldn't it be right?"

"It's not for me, and I deserve it." Yang Jian saw that her ears were flushed with shame, so she stopped joking and said with a smile: "I still have one thing I don't know. I watched the lanterns in the boat that night, and you didn't make it in time." After singing a que, what is behind it?"

He spoke with sincerity, but he didn't appreciate it, and said, "I've heard that Xianshengzhenjun is knowledgeable about the past and the present, and knows everything about three tombs, five classics, eight questions, and nine hills. Why don't I know a single word?"

"This word has a fairy spirit, and it has been lingering in my heart since I heard it that night. If you get the princess' advice, you should have a generous gift from your family." Looking at the dragon girl.

When Cun Xin saw the jade bracelet, she burst out laughing with a "puchi" and said, "This was originally mine, but you stole it away, and now I'm presenting it as a treasure!"

"That's different," Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun said with a smile, "Back then I used it to make a lie, but today I want to make the lie come true."

The dragon girl couldn't help laughing, she raised her hand to hit him, but Yang Jian grabbed the catkin, took it into her arms, carefully put the jade bracelet on Cun Xin's wrist, and said with a smile: "In this way, my mother is quite Knowing people..."

Before he finished speaking, he was overwhelmed by the sound of warblers and swallows—the girls on the bank came along the lotus lanterns full of rivers, chasing each other so lively that they woke up the egrets sleeping peacefully in the water grass, Fluttering into the sky.I don't know who started it, but the girls sang in unison:

"Chaoyuan Road, Chaoyuan Road, driving with Lord Yuhua.

The ten times carry the same color of red flowers, and the world is far away pointing to the auspicious clouds, looking back at the sea, the light is new.

The spring breeze rises, the spring breeze rises, and the sea is full of flowers.

Eighteen winds and many clouds are about to move, flying flowers and rain are light, and the way back is far away.

The curtain is deserted, the curtain is deserted, the sky is light and the curtain is autumn.

The self-washing jade boat is filled with white wine, and the moonlight is shining slightly, which is an empty boat.

Singing Haixiliu. "

(End of the article)

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☆、Extra: Like a Dream Order

Cun Xin had a dream.

In the dream, on the lintel of Yang's mansion, on the railing, on the big locust tree, and on her powdered, hot cheeks and lips, there were bright red colors everywhere.Only Yang Jian's face showed no trace of joy.

His eyes were so indifferent, straight nose bridge, stiff lips, and tight jaw line, all made Yang Jian look like he was attending a funeral.

funeral?

Cun Xin was puzzled.Whose funeral is this?Who was Yang Jian buried?Dragon Girl can't understand.So she asked naturally, but was naturally rejected.

Yang Jian refused to say.

So Cun Xin turned his face.She never knew that in her dream, her temper could be so violent.The third princess of Xihai was always gentle and polite when she was awake, even if she was angry, she would endure it until she couldn't bear it anymore, and then she found an appropriate way to express it, so that she would not be unable to clean up the mess afterwards.

By the way, Cun Xin is a princess.

She sometimes hates such an identity, which prevents her from loving freely, nor from hating unreservedly.But in the dream, she doesn't have to have such scruples - this is a dream!Cun Xin told himself so.All the things that cannot be done in reality can be swayed in dreams.So without hesitation, Cun Xin overturned the table case, threw off the pearl crown, tore off the wedding gown, and kicked out Yang Jian.

So happy!

The price of happiness is Yang Jian's leaving without saying goodbye.

What are you afraid of?Cun Xin put away her initial sense of loss, and dressed Yang's mansion as she wanted. 14 years, she has 14 years to slowly transform this gloomy mansion, making it reveal two words from head to toe, from the inside out: Cunxin!

As for whether Yang Jian was surprised when he came back, who cares about him?

Can I ignore it?

A self-conscious smile, she can ignore all the people in this world, but this man, this man who has occupied her whole heart from the first sight, can always use the weakest expression to affect her most strongly palpitations.

Yang Jian came back with a murderous look all over his body.Just like he always used all means to kill the enemy on the battlefield, Yang Jian also tried every means to please Cun Xin at home.

However, he didn't know that if he didn't have the heart to please, in the end it was just a bowl of soup without salt, greasy and greasy, it's a pity to spill it, but it's tasteless to drink it.

Yang Jian doesn't have her in his heart.

He was by her side, never leaving her, but his heart had already flown thousands of miles away to someone's window.Every year during the Qingming Festival, Yang Jian always goes out alone, and returns home alone the next day, the corner of his robe is covered with a bleak chill.Sometimes he would climb up to the roof alone, holding a jug of dirty wine, facing the lonely moon shadow, drinking one sip until there was not a drop left.Cun Xin still felt heartache at first, but after getting used to it, he let him go.

Long Nu thought that such a boring life would continue until Yang Jian brought back a child.

In the dream, Cun Xin sneered unconsciously: It's ridiculous, the Dragon Clan has many descendants since ancient times, how did it come to me, and it turned into a wasteland that has nothing to come out of for a thousand years?She and Yang Jian's blood can never be fused, is it impossible, or does she not want to?

It's a pity that Cun Xin can no longer know.

The scene in the dream is speeding up like a storm. The baby's baby, the dark wilderness, the inch-inch sword, the bright moon palace, and the moon cake box buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the backyard for no reason. A hand pinched her slender neck.

Boundless, dark gray suffocation spread, Cun Xin didn't even call for help, staring blankly at Yang Jian's livid face, separated by a bright yellow edict.

"Have you ever loved me?"

The voice sounded so strange that Cun Xin couldn't even believe that the words came from between her teeth.Why is she asking?What answer do you expect?If it was "loved", then Yang Jian obviously doesn't love her anymore.If it is "no", then Cun Xin is a joke from beginning to end.With such an answer, what is the point of coming?

Have you ever loved?

no?

Cun Xin's fingers tightened, and she subconsciously grabbed the arm of the person next to her. Perhaps it was too much force. The person grunted, opened his eyes in a daze, turned his head, and looked at the sweaty Long Long beside the pillow. female.

Cun Xin's slender eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and the sweat accumulated on her temples and forehead merged into a stream, silently sliding down her hair, as if she had fallen into an inescapable predicament in her dream.

"Cunxin?" Yang Jian patted Longnu on the shoulder cautiously, "You are having a nightmare."

No one answered.

Cun Xin was still immersed in the terrible dream, unable to resist.Her long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she wanted to struggle, but she couldn't exert any strength, and tears welled up in a moment.

Xiansheng Zhenjun panicked.Since he came out of the school, he has experienced many battles and is not afraid of anything. The only thing he is afraid of is the silent tears of the person beside him.Yang Jian stared at Cun Xin's helpless face, thought for a while, and suddenly the brilliance bloomed on his forehead, spinning into a white shadow, penetrating into the altar of Dragon Girl.

The wind on the west coast was terrible.

Longnu's thin body was slightly shaken by the wind, as if she let go of her hand, she would rise into the sky with the strong wind and fly to the sky.Her almond eyes full of tears stared at Yang Jian, with a feeling of reluctance, but mixed with helplessness that could not be restrained: "Yang Jian, leave your love to all beings in the three realms, to..."

Cun Xin trembled, unable to speak any more, her cherry lips turned pale from the cold, Yang Jian's heart throbbed when she saw the sad expression - how could he let her go?How can you swallow the thoughts you haven't expressed in your chest, and just return to the heaven with deep regret, and continue to walk alone and coldly?

"None of us will stay." Yang Jian grabbed Longnu's cold fingertips, "You and I, let's go together."

"Walk?"

"Yes, let's go, go home!"

go home?Before Cun Xin had time to ask, Yang Jian pulled her into his arms and wrapped her tightly in his arms.The sea breeze, the beach, the hillside, the sky, everything is slowly drawn away in the silver-white divine light, followed by dark curtains and the ubiquitous breath of Yang Jian.

"You're stunned." Yang Jian looked at the dazed Dragon Girl and smiled.

"I just..." Cun Xin was still immersed in the parting of life and death, her nose was sore, and she wanted to cry again.She choked up, and suddenly punched Yang Jian on the shoulder: "You don't want me!" The angry dragon girl opened her eyes wide, "How dare you not want me!"

Xiansheng Zhenjun accepted this calmly, but he was not annoyed. He just smiled lightly and pointed to the smoldering Longfeng Xizhu: "I think you were too tired last night, it's all because of your husband."

"You!" The third princess of Xihai looked at her son-in-law who was full of spring, but couldn't find a word to answer. Cooked shrimp.

"You really...didn't marry me to repay your kindness?" After a while, Cun Xin choked out this sentence.

Yang Jian smiled, as if he knew she would ask this question a long time ago.He didn't say anything, just stretched his arms around his wife's shoulders and let her lean against his chest.

It was still early, the beautiful night had not yet faded, and the room was filled with faint fragrance.Yang Jian spoke slowly, the voice was accompanied by his strong and powerful heartbeat, every word seemed to pass through the chest and go straight to the eardrum of the dragon girl: "I don't like drinking. Before I met you, I only drank tea. For refreshment." His fingers ran through Cun Xin's thick long hair, and every inch of his skin seemed to be soaked in the cool water of the early spring, "After I met you, I don't know why, if you don't come to make a pot of tea for me, That whole day seemed to be missing something, restless."

"You are short of a tea boy." Cun Xin said, "I'll ask Laojun some other day to see if he can spare one for you."

"That's different."

"How is it different?" Long Nu curled her lips, "It's just a matter of practice makes perfect, anyone can learn it."

"No one is you." Yang Jian sighed, "I can't explain why I only want to drink your tea, I only know that I don't want to drink other people's tea."

"I can only talk!" Cun Xin turned around, leaning her back against Yang Jian's firm arms, with a smile on her face that couldn't be concealed.Yang Jian's embrace was too warm, and she was really tired. She wanted to say something more, but she didn't pay attention, and she passed away in a daze.

It was just a dream.The old one is not good, so make another one. There will always be a dream where she can hold Yang Jian's hand and swim in the sea and in the evening. Are you right?

Baihe Baochai Xiangpei.A short concentric Xia belt.

Clear the mirror to reflect the new makeup, and skillfully draw a pair of eyebrows.

polymorphic.polymorphic.Peek out of the durian window.

——"Like a Dream: Old Lu Wei"

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