Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"You didn't go back to the palace, but came here? Don't tell me that you came back just to change clothes." Xiao Shisan laughed.

He had heard about Meng Yiyao's pursuit to Mobei long ago, but it was just a matter of the court, and as a person in the Jianghu, he should not have interfered... But if it is a lifelong event for the senior sister, it is another matter.

"Chu Jihan told you?" Meng Yiyao asked.

"Uh...that counts, right?" He rubbed his sleeves.He would rub his sleeves when he was nervous. This habit has grown so much that he still hasn't changed it.

She understood.

No wonder Chu Jihan followed her all the way.

Xiao Shisan coughed lightly, and then asked, "So what does General Meng think?"

"I don't know." After Meng Yiyao finished speaking, she picked up several wine jars on the table with a flick of her sleeve, "I'll go to Zhenhanpo to see Master, don't bother me."

Chu Jihan shook his head and said nothing more.As a senior sister, she has been out of gregarious since she was a child, and she doesn't like to talk, but she is very good at fighting. At critical moments, she is always comparing Chu Jihan who has gone to nowhere and can't find anyone for ten days and a half months. Much more reliable.

"Miss A Cai, come out." Xiao Shisan said.

This little girl actually chased her from Mobei to Yushan.

"She has discovered you a long time ago, but she never revealed it." Xiao Shisan added.

"I know." A Cai said, "But I also know that she won't tell the truth, so I followed. Since I can follow, what does it matter if I know?"

"Okay, then you can continue to follow, maybe there will be guests coming later, I'm busy." Xiao Shisan smiled.

Zhenhan Hall was the place where the master lived, and the mountain behind it is Zhenhanpo.

There is a sea of ​​Yaohua flowers.

Ordinary Yao flowers are green leaves and white flowers, surrounded by snow, I don’t know where the master got the seeds, but the leaves of the Yao flowers on the cold slope are dark blue, the flowers are crescent white, and the fragrance is far away. Intertwined for thousands of miles, fluorescent dots, like a dream in the bosom.

Yaohua Lonicera is somewhat similar to his senior sister.

"Master, I'm here to see you." Meng Yiyao lifted the wine jar, and the clear water reflected the moonlight with sparkling waves, and poured it in front of the tombstone.

She smiled wryly for a few times, then said nothing, kept pouring herself wine... The empty jar rolled away, and there were still a few drops of wine hanging from the mouth of the jar, while some She smashed the jar into seven or eight petals, and the fragments contained unclean wine, which shone in the moonlight, like gold.

The aroma of wine diffused in the air... I don't know how long it took, maybe she was drunk, or maybe she finally mustered up the courage, Meng Yiyao seemed to be caught in some distant and hazy memory, and slowly drove away, "You should go." You have to be free and easy, and throw all your burdens to me...but what should I do?"

"Master, I'm quite useless. I always tell others to follow their own heart. How come I have so many worries..." Master, I don't understand, and I don't understand. I can't see..." "I'm used to being alone, the rivers and lakes I see in my eyes are just rivers and lakes. "

"Master, I'm so cold."

"Master..." The Broken Frost Sword stood in front of the tombstone, still glowing with bright silver.

The stars had receded quietly at some point, and the surrounding area was drowsy, and the snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky one after another, falling more and more tightly, and crushing the branches of Yaohua.Snow foam mingled with the cold wind and slipped from the tips of the hair, floating between the eyelashes, the corners of the eyes, and the shoulders... Not long after, not only the cold slope, but also the entire Yushan Mountain was white, and the wanton snow was blowing, Lingering and dancing in the air... Not far away, a girl in a lotus pink long dress is holding a blood-red umbrella, which is particularly dazzling in the snow.

The people in front of the tombstone have long felt her presence.

However, there was an enchantment around the tombstone tens of meters away, so she couldn't get in, and she couldn't hear anything. Even the white robe was submerged in the snow.

"It's snowing?" Nan Wenqing asked in surprise.

Xiao Shisan knew that after his master left, the only person in the world who could persuade his senior sister was this little emperor, so he wrote a letter and sent it to the Great Southern Palace.

Nan Wenqing rushed to Yushan immediately after receiving Meng Yiyao's news. Just as she got off her horse and hadn't walked a few steps, she saw snowflakes fluttering in the air.

However, the snow came suddenly. Although it was a bit cold in spring when we first arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was not too cold.

This kind of scenery is not common.

"It's clearly the beginning of spring, yet it suddenly snowed." Xiao Shisan looked up at the drowsy night sky and sighed.

"This snow is man-made, right? I heard that Yushan has a secret technique—I remember that when Ayao was brought back to the mountain gate by her master, it was the middle of winter." Nan Wenqing looked at him.

Chu Jihan was noncommittal. After a long while, he also looked at Nan Wenqing and said with a gentle smile, "Tao follows nature."

"Tao follows nature... Master Xiao cultivates the ruthless way, and all things reincarnate naturally, but I feel that right and wrong in the world of mortals are natural." Nan Wenqing waved his hand, "At least, always We can’t let this snow keep falling, can we?”

"I would rather His Majesty bring that girl back first. It doesn't matter if Senior Sister stays in the snow for another three days and three nights, but that girl can't help being cold." Xiao Shisan called Nan Wenqing who was about to leave .

"Okay, count the favor you owe me, and record it in Chu Jihan's account." Nan Wenqing said as he walked.

Xiao Shisan smiled. Sure enough, there is no one who does not want the huge net of the Assassin Palace.

Nan Wenqing rubbed her hands as she walked.

When spring came, he would no longer be wrapped up in three layers like in winter, and he himself was too cold to die.

This girl will really find trouble for him.

The boots creaked when they stepped on the dead branches in the mountains, and the mountain road was especially difficult to walk in snowy weather.

"A Cai." As soon as Nan Wenqing arrived at Zhenhanpo, she saw the girl shivering in the snow, but she still had no intention of leaving, and stood stubbornly outside the barrier.

The red umbrella has been covered with a layer of frost.

"Your Majesty?" She turned her head and said, her voice trembling due to the severe cold.

"How long have you been standing here? What's the matter? Even if you freeze to death here, she won't turn her head, you go back with me first!" Nan Wenqing said anxiously, she would be so frozen that she didn't even have the strength to resist The little girl hugged her horizontally.

His hands were frozen and he couldn't move at all, as if they were tightly glued to the handle of the umbrella.

"Your Majesty, I, I am, from Mobei..." A Cai had already lost her strength, her voice was very small, and she looked extremely fragile in the cold wind.

"I know that the late emperor's best friend is also from Mobei, and Uncle Wang's wife is also from Mobei." Nan Wenqing frowned.

He knew in his heart that a large part of the reason why A Yao resisted this little girl was because of the death of her master back then, and... A Cai didn't say anything, until Nan Wenqing hugged her. Entered the pillow cold hall closest to here.

The cold was kept out of the door, Nan Wenqing went to serve a bowl of hot ginger soup, asked for a mink coat to wrap her up, and managed to warm her body.

The little girl sat on the sandalwood chair and carefully looked at everything around her.

There is a pot of orchids in the middle of the table, but it seems that everyone has been a little busy recently, and the orchids have not been taken care of for a long time, and they are a bit sleepy.

The consciousness of the limbs is gradually returning.

"Actually, I've been here before, after she left." A Cai murmured to herself.

Nan Wenqing didn't answer, but just listened quietly.This "she" naturally does not refer to the owner of the Pillow Palace, but the crazy girl in the snow.

"I still remember the first time I met a general in Wansong Forest, with a silver saddle and a white horse, very chic one by one." A Cai recalled, reaching out to caress Lan Ye: "At first I thought it was a handsome general from some general's family. As for the young master, you can make people fall in love at first sight."

Nan Wenqing moved the sluggish pot of Molan towards her, and let her talk on her own without interrupting.

"Afterwards, I followed her all the time, from Mobei to Danan, from Yushan to the frontier, from the palace to the rivers and lakes...I asked her if she would find me annoying?

She said no. "

As she said that, she smiled lightly: "Actually, she clearly knew that she would not drive me away, and was perfunctory to comfort me, and she pretended that I didn't know."

His brows and eyes were frozen to the point of stretching, but they were also gentle, and his eyes were flowing, just like back then.

A Cai’s hands paused, and she spoke again after a long time: “Every time she looks at me, I feel that she is not looking at me. In fact, I know that I am just a mirror for her to recall the past, but I just don’t want to leave. Even if I keep doing it Whether it's a mirror... From the first time I saw her, I always felt that she was so cold and her eyes were dull. But today I found out...the light in her eyes is just Following one person, he died on the pillow cold slope of Yushan Mountain."

After finishing speaking, A Cai raised her head slightly to look at Nan Wenqing, and said in a trembling voice: "In the past, she only had her master in her eyes, but later it was her master who wholeheartedly guarded the Great Nan Jiangshan, all living beings, and you, Da Nan. The emperor, there is Xia Yi, there is Chu Jihan, there is Xiao Shisan, there is the little girl who came to clean the Zhenhan Palace... but I am not."

Her eyes can no longer shine, just like Meng Yiyao back then.

She didn't cry and make a fuss, but just sat quietly, tears swirled in her eyes, but they kept hanging, holding back, not letting them roll down.

Nan Wenqing didn't know how many years of stubbornness and devotion lay in such eyes.

After a while, A Cai said, "If I exchange Feng Zhixue's antidote for her, would you be willing, Your Majesty?"

"How can I help her decide?" Nan Wenqing laughed.

"You are in charge."

A Cai slowly said: "She has already turned herself into a walking dead, so whatever you say is what you say. Over the years, Xia Yi's departure is the only time she made her own decision."

"She has long regarded you as everything her master left for her." A Cai smiled wryly.

"In that case__" Nan Wenqing sighed, "I'm afraid I can't agree."

"The prime minister is everything to me, but Ayao is a close friend to me. If she hadn't guarded the Zhennan Pass back then, Da Nan would still be riddled with holes. Her heart can't be covered, but I'm determined I can't bear everything she has done over the years."

"She—maybe it's not that she doesn't like you, it's just that she can't see her own heart."

"But I can't let her be ordered to be with you first, and then slowly see, how to choose is her own business."

A Cai knocked on the leaves of Molan, and said warmly: "What if the prime minister dies because of this?"

Nan Wenqing shook her head with a smile, and said, "Then I will take his part, take his wish, and live a good life."

He looked at her and said calmly: "Ah Cai, I am the emperor, I have too many burdens on my body, I am not allowed to love vigorously."

He was talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to the girl in front of him.

"After all, it's your path, you have to go on your own, I have to go and take her away, it doesn't matter if Miss A Cai returns to Mobei, or continues to follow." Nan Wenqing got up and said.

Pushing open the door, the wind and snow outside were fierce, and there was still no intention of stopping.

A Cai watched his figure disappear in the vast snowy night, tightly clutching the cuffs that were soaked in the melting frost.

"If this road is a dead end?" she murmured.