Legend of the Water Moon in the Alluring City

It was in a pouring rain with Qicheng, which forced the travelers who left home to stop helplessly, and they all stayed in hotels in the city.According to Yao Qingye's temperament, Feng Yulong chose a simple shop, not high-end, but clean and quiet, comfortable to live in.

Yao Qingye didn't say anything, and when she entered the store, she asked the shopkeeper to open an ordinary room for herself, instead of going into the Tianzihao room that Feng Yulong had prepared for her. The luggage was very simple, just a medicine box, a Take a paper umbrella.Feng Yulong watched Yao Qingye's figure disappear into the stairwell, gritted his teeth and clenched his fist unwillingly, he was once again rejected by Yao Qingye.

No matter how he accommodated her, she still refused to take a second look at herself.Feng Yulong was secretly annoyed. Along the way, whether it was eating or staying in a hotel, Yao Qingye had always paid for it out of her own pocket, and would never spend a cent from Feng Yulong, nor would she accept anything Feng Yulong gave her.

Yao Qingye passed through a relatively poor town, and once someone fell ill in front of her, she would definitely rescue her. In this way, the time to return to Yuehong City was delayed again and again, and it could have been returned within a month by riding a horse. Now it was the end of June, they were still several days away from Yuehong City, and with this heavy rain, they couldn't hurry back.

Feng Yulong felt that his endurance was being worn down day by day. He had lived in Medicine Valley for a year, and Yao Qingye had always treated him sincerely. If it wasn't for the scene he saw that day, he would never have acted like that As irritable and eager as he is now.

That day he was walking in the valley as usual, and walked into the back mountain by accident, and then heard the melodious and melodious flute sound from a distance. Feng Yulong followed the sound of the flute to find it. Leaning in someone's arms, eyes closed, playing a piccolo with a smile on his lips.At the end of the song, she opened her eyelids, with a clear and soft smile in her brows and eyes.

The person in white lowered his head slightly, Feng Yulong couldn't see her clearly, but he was sure that it must be the person who was pushed into the push chair by Yao Qingye before.The smile on Yao Qingye's face was so beautiful, he had never seen it before, it was so beautiful that it shocked his heart and soul.

Feng Yulong doesn't even remember how he came back from the back mountain, he seems to have forgotten that Yao Qingye is just an ordinary person, who possesses all the emotions and desires that ordinary people have, and can smile so softly and charmingly.But her smile has never been shown in front of him. In the past, Feng Yulong thought it was her nature, but now he knows that she has been rejecting himself from the very beginning.

Could it be that he is no better than a useless person?Feng Yulong slapped his palm on the table angrily, and the servants who followed behind him shrank their shoulders, a little afraid, and dared not speak.

Yao Qingye went back to the room, put away the medicine box, sat at the table, took out a rough piccolo from her bag, touched the notch on the piccolo, her originally cold expression gradually softened.Turning over the body of the flute, there is a crooked "ink" character slightly engraved near the end. Yao Qingye looked at this word, and her thoughts flew to two months ago, when Mo Xuanyu was about to leave.

That day Yao Qingye took Mo Xuanyu to Zizhu Forest again, which is the most beautiful place in Medicine Valley, Yao Qingye wanted to have more good memories before Mo Xuanyu left.Perhaps, Mo Xuanyu also had the same thought in his heart. For some unknown reason, Mo Xuanyu suddenly said to her:

"Can you play the flute?"

Yao Qingye was stunned for a moment, then nodded.She still remembered the cunning and self-satisfaction that flashed across Mo Xuanyu's face at that time, as weird as a child's. Immediately, Mo Xuanyu took two steps away from her, then jumped up, and took a piece from a purple bamboo. Xiao Duan, when she landed because she couldn't control the force, she even fell. At that time, Yao Qingye's attention was focused on whether she was injured, and she didn't notice Mo Xuanyu's intention at all.

Because there was no knife at hand, Mo Xuanyu asked Qingye to help clean up the branches and leaves on the purple bamboo, and then cut off the two ends. After a long time of tinkering, Yao Qingye was surprised. She actually made a piccolo. Take away Yao Qingye's heart.At the end, Mo Xuanyu found a small stone and carved the word "ink" on the piccolo, then took the piccolo to Aoba, and said with a smile:

"give you."

Yao Qingye took the piccolo, but lowered her head, and didn't speak for a long time, Mo Xuanyu wondered why she was so quiet all of a sudden, but unexpectedly saw tears almost overflowing from Yao Qingye's eyes.Mo Xuanyu's heart was suddenly touched by something, and he stretched out his hand to hug Yao Qingye into his arms. Yao Qingye leaned against her arms, wiped his face with his sleeve, then held the piccolo as if he had found a treasure, carefully Holding it to his lips, he blew out a melodious tune with a smile on his face.

When will such a peaceful and quiet day be available?Or, no more?Yao Qingye looked at the piccolo in his hand in a daze, a warm teardrop suddenly fell on the flute, Yao Qingye suddenly woke up, wiped away the tears with his sleeve, pursed his lips, put away the piccolo, and lay on the bed with his clothes on On the bed, he fell asleep in a daze after a while.

The rain stopped in the evening, if you hurry at this time, hurry up, you can still rush to the next town, Feng Yulong thought so, walked to the door of Yao Qingye's room, knocked on the door lightly, waited for a while, and there was nothing. If there was any movement, he knocked three more times, but this time there was still no response. Feng Yulong felt strange, and was a little worried that Yao Qingye left while he was not paying attention. Thinking of this, he could no longer calm down, and pushed the room away. door, but saw Yao Qingye lying quietly on the bed.

She tilted her head, she seemed to be asleep, Feng Yulong stood outside the room, relieved, but also filled with inexplicable joy.He subconsciously walked towards the house, constantly hinting in his heart that he just wanted to wake her up, and then go back to Yuehong City together.But when he really walked to the bedside, Feng Yulong had already forgotten his original intention of coming here, this was the first time he saw Yao Qingye so defenseless.

There are still wet tears in the corners of the slightly trembling eyes, the corners of the lips pursed and the eyebrows slightly furrowed, all of which make the usually expressionless Yao Qingye look more attractive, Feng Yulong feels his rationality is breaking down bit by bit Bad, raised her hand uncontrollably, and poked towards Yao Qingye's collar, a voice in her heart clamored, let her be her own, she will belong to her.

Feng Yulong suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and then he flew backwards and hit the wall, he couldn't help but groaned in pain.It took a long time before Feng Yulong came back to his senses and looked up at the bed. Yao Qingye had already sat up, her expression was cold and frosty, her eyes were filled with undisguised disgust, including her voice, which was full of contempt:

"Young Master Feng, please respect yourself."

After finishing speaking, she got up and got out of bed, picked up her medicine box and parcel, and left the room.Feng Yulong was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, covering his chest with one hand, Yao Qingye's attack was not heavy, but he was not light, at least, he will always feel this chest tightness in the next few days.

Feng Yulong lowered his head, the hair on his forehead fell down due to the impact just now, covering his eyes, and also covering the cruelty and shame that flashed in his eyes.He hated Yao Qingye for trampling on his self-esteem and sincerity, he wanted to make this woman regret what she did today and pay the price for it.

Yao Qingye carried the medicine box and rode in front, but the hand holding the rein was a little weak, and her head was still a little drowsy. Recently, she was getting more and more lethargic, and every time she fell asleep, the time of waking up was getting later and later. When you fall asleep, you will never get up again.

If it wasn't for Feng Yulong's approach, her natural vigilance made her aware of the danger, and her body instinctively resisted the contact of strange breaths, she might not be able to wake up.After leaving the Medicine Valley, there is no way to go back. People like the Seventh Elder have endured her inaction for so many years in the Medicine Valley, and they have endured to the limit. Even if she dies outside, they cannot go back.

Yao Qingye suddenly felt sad, she was not a weak person, but she just didn't want to be ashamed of Yaogu's kindness for so many years, besides, Yaogu saved Mo Xuanyu, which was more important than anything else.She has not many days left, and now her only wish is to find Mo Xuanyu, she is such an easily hurt person, Yao Qingye wants to spend all the time left, to be by her side and protect her, even though it is only her unrequited love.

After Yao Qingye took a step ahead, Feng Yulong asked the people around him to follow, while he left alone, watching Yao Qingye gradually walk away, his frown became more ferocious, he snorted coldly, and said to the man beside him explain:

"Have you brought the carrier pigeon with you?"

"Take it."

Hearing this, Feng Yulong smiled coldly, asked him to bring a pen and paper, and quickly wrote a few lines of small characters on a piece of paper, then sealed it with a thin bamboo tube, and handed it to the man. exhorted:

"Flying pigeons pass the letter back to Yuehong, the sooner the better."

The man took the order to retreat, and Feng Yulong walked out of the store. There were three or two servants outside the door who were worried that Feng Yulong would not be able to keep up, so they did not go far. Feng Yulong followed them all the way, and soon caught up with the team in front.Sweeping away the gloom and depression just now, Feng Yulong smiled all over his face, but now the smile is no longer as transparent as it was at the beginning, and was tainted with the original pure heart by jealousy and madness.

Yao Qingye didn't look back at him at all, and didn't want to know what Feng Yulong did just now.Now that you have decided to go to Yuehong City with him, then go there quickly and find a way to leave after the Queen's birthday banquet.She didn't have so much energy and time to entangle with Feng Yulong, Yao Qingye only wanted to find Mo Xuanyu.

Under such a hurry, their speed increased, and it only took three days to see the outline of Yuehong City from a distance. Everything that will happen in the city, to her, is just a drama that she stays out of.

And the closer to Yuehong City, the more strange Feng Yulong's eyes occasionally glanced at Yao Qingye. These days, Feng Yulong has not been as attentive as usual, but his eyes with deep meaning made Yao Qingye's back inexplicably chill , She took a deep breath and ignored it, she couldn't see it.

The author has something to say: Acridine... This chapter came a bit late because of Jin Jiang's twitching. What do you think, how should Feng Yulong die?