Half-dead paulownia

(in Xumi Taoist Temple)

Although he had already run far away, Zi Ning remembered Ling Zhuoxi's words verbatim, "The eighth day of next month? The eighth day of next month! Anling Yuhao, do you still remember what you said? Have you ever thought about me in the past few years?" While walking, recalling Ling Zhuoxi's words, she finally waited for this day, this is not a dream.

"Oh, how can I be so unrestrained as a girl? What's wrong with me?" Zi Ning, who had been talking to herself, suddenly turned around and seemed to see a man in blue clothes, with white hair on the temples following the cold The night wind fluttered in a mess, and he stood in front of Brother Huang's courtyard, watching it quietly, as if he was looking for something, and in the blink of an eye in Zi Ning's panic, the man had disappeared. "Could it be that my eyes are dazzled? It's really strange. Let's go back to sleep. It's probably because I haven't had a good night's sleep these days."

The night is rushing, the cold air hits people, everyone is looking forward to the arrival of spring, I am afraid, what comes is a silent injury, let these destined arrangements, with the spring breeze, be brought into the world, without leaving a little bit of trace bury.

"Hao'er, run slowly, I can't catch up with you, and you're not good!"

"Mother, it turns out that the real market is so lively, baby..." A pair of gentle hands quickly covered the cute child's muttering mouth, and whispered in his ear: "Shh, we came out of the palace in low clothes and called my mother!" Dear, call me Royal Father, don't tell me your real name, remember?"

"Huh? Huh! My child remembers, mother!" Passers-by couldn't help but praise her small mouth, rosy cheeks, big flickering eyes, and her eccentric appearance.

"It's time for us to go back. It's too late. Your father has important things to do."

"now?"

"Now."

"Can't we play a little longer?" He looked at his father innocently.

"Haha, it's rare that my son is so happy, let him play for a while, it's okay." It was the handsome and majestic father, saying dotingly.

"Mingcheng, you pampered him again, how can you be as self-willed as him, don't stay for long, hurry up and prepare the sedan chair." The queen gave an order anxiously.

"Okay, okay, my Ruo'er, I'll listen to you, Hao'er, my father will bring you here in a few days to see a lantern that is even better than this, how about it?" An Ling Mingcheng hugged An Ruo lovingly , to please what I said just now.

"really?"

"Has father lied to you?"

"Well, haha!"

"Hao'er is so cute!"

Then got into the carriage, escorted by several experts, the sky was a little dark, passing a bamboo forest.

"Father! Father! Where are you? Feng'er can't find you, father! Feng'er will be obedient in the future!"

A child about 3 or 4 years old was crying outside the sedan chair, and the copper bell-like voice penetrated the entire bamboo forest like a nightingale. No one could ignore the crying. Hao'er in the sedan chair naturally heard everything clearly, "Hao'er, come back!" Before her mother had time to stop her, she rushed out of the sedan chair.

In the dark night, under the bleak moonlight, in this gloomy bamboo forest, a child in a thin purple shirt was crying helplessly and kept calling for his father.

Hao'er was standing opposite him, looking at the crying child with pear blossoms and rain in front of him, with a thin body, helpless eyes, bean-sized tears dripping from those deep eyes, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his face was pink. peach blossom.He took out a handkerchief from his bosom and gently wiped away the teardrops little by little, as if a little force would cut the delicate face of the crying child. At this moment, the crying stopped.

"Little sister, is your name Feng'er? Can't you find your father?" There was no answer, but she frowned and nodded slightly, tears filled her eyes again.

"Don't cry, my father often does this too. He is playing hide-and-seek with us, and he will come out in a while, like this." Hao'er picked up a small bamboo pole from the ground and used it to lean on He bent his body and pretended to be an old man, "cough cough cough cough... son, father is playing with you... cough cough, why do you take it seriously?"

"Damn it, your father is the old man." Looking at the child who was not a few years older than him in front of him, he laughed.

"Haha, I laughed! You look so pretty when you smile. I will marry you as my wife in the future. I will give you this jade pendant. My father said it is very precious!" As he spoke, he forcibly stuffed the jade pendant he had just removed into Feng'er's chest. hands.

"I don't know how to get married, ah!" I just heard a loud cry and pointed my finger behind Hao'er. The moment I turned around, several men in black flew towards them, holding bright big knives in their hands, and said Shouting: "The task is to kill the jade pendant, hurry up!"

"Be careful!" Pulling Feng'er past her, she quickly ran like a sedan chair.

A stone tripped Hao'er at this moment, and the moment she fell down, she shouted: "Feng'er, run!" Unexpectedly, Feng'er held his hand tightly, not letting go at all, her eyes were So firm.The knife was about to be chopped down, at this moment, Feng'er turned around to face the blade, knowing that he was not the one who was going to kill, she wanted to block it by herself, "Remember to marry me!"

"Feng'er!" The knife pierced into the body like this, and the moment was as quiet as death. Hot blood dripped from Hao'er's head, covering his eyes, and looked at the scene in front of him stupidly. The sky and the earth were all red.

"Feng'er!" Waking up suddenly, thick beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, he stretched out his hands to touch the end of his eyes, the same dream, the same tears, and a dull pain in his heart.

Feng'er, you are an indelible trace in Anling Yuhao's heart, an engraving that will always remain in his heart.This dream is always repeated over and over again, are you accompanying me day and night, waiting to be my beautiful bride?If the royal father's bodyguards could be a little faster that day, wouldn't you have to resist this blow?Did you see that?The moment you blocked the knife, those men in black were instantly dismembered. Did you see the guards who rescued us a long time ago, just to buy time to save me.

Feng'er, I can no longer see blood. After a serious illness, my head is full of silver hair, and the world around me is red. How can I bear it?But only these are the only proofs that you have been in this world, how can I not cherish it?If that smile is your eternity, then I would like to stay in the past with you.Outside the Fengya Pavilion, the clouds break through the moon, the flowers play shadows, the wind blows gently, and the heart reminisces. The prosperity of the millennium has infected this moment of sadness and silence.

The water was flowing outside the window, and the window was silent and lonely. An Ling Yuhao, who was also arranged to sleep in Fengyage Pavilion, was disturbed by such a dream. With a gentle breeze, he got up and put on a robe, and by the faint moonlight, out of the room.The moment he closed the door, he looked at the house next to him. That was Xiao Jinmo's room. He must have been laughing in his dream in the middle of the night. The first time Anling Yuhao saw Xiao Jinmo, he felt Feeling the same look in Feng'er's eyes, the strength and firmness hidden under the helplessness and weakness, the look in that kind of eyes makes Anling Yuhao unable to resist, if Feng'er is alive, she should be this big, right? That oath, It must have been fulfilled.

Looking up at the bright moon, even though it was late at night, the hazy moonlight filled the courtyard, and the red maple leaf forest swayed wantonly with the breeze, charming like a young girl, and with the help of the faint moonlight, it became even more enchanting, falling into the sky. The falling maple leaves also rustle with the wind, like a whisper, and the silver hair on the head is scattered, and the silk is beautiful, and the moonlight complements each other, telling each other, this magnificent, unparalleled face is so beautiful. lonely.

"Feng'er, you must like this courtyard full of maple leaves too!" While whispering, tears actually slipped down quietly.

The door opened with a "squeak", and Xiao Jinmo opened the door wearily, frowning as if he was preoccupied. In such a quiet night, he saw the arrogant, arrogant and arrogant man standing in front of his door. Anling Yuhao cried like a homeless child, silent tears, tears of a person, tears that were difficult to swallow.

Obviously, Xiao Jinmo was frightened by Anling Yuhao like this, and then, those surprised eyes instantly became warmer, like a full moon, full of tenderness, and those pale and thin fingers gently wiped Anling Yuhao away. With tears on his face, he grabbed the slender hand and pressed it tightly to his face, as if he was looking for something, but also seemed to be comforting something.Just holding it tightly all the time, strong and powerful, unwilling to let go, Xiao Jinmo couldn't help biting his thin lips, because he did hurt him, but he didn't struggle to escape. Anling Yuhao will not be as fragile as tonight. It turns out that everyone’s surface is a disguised skin. Just to protect myself.

"You are very much like a friend of mine." An Ling Yuhao said lightly.

"Oh, is it a very important friend?" Xiao Jinmo asked softly.

"A person who will never be forgotten in this lifetime!"

"Then you are so happy!"

"Are we happy?"

"A person who will remember others for a lifetime is happy, and a person who will be remembered by others for a lifetime is also happy!"

"Thank you!"

"polite!"

Letting go of his clenched hands, Anling Yuhao was about to turn around and leave, but Xiao Jinmo said in a very embarrassed way: "Actually, you are a big man who is vulnerable once in a while, and you are much cuter than a fierce one!" Anling Yuhao stopped He stepped forward, "Has no one said anything about you? Or has no one seen you cry? That's right, a dignified prince actually shed tears and was seen by others..." Xiao Jinmo suddenly stopped speaking, and he felt the surrounding air Something is wrong, oops!He said something wrong, and before he retreated into the house in time, he felt a strong air current pushing his body directly, and he was pressed against the wall next to the door in an instant, and he opened his eyes slightly, Sure enough, he was tightly stuck between the wall and Anling Yuhao, unable to move.

"How about being seen by others?" Anling Yuhao put one hand against the wall, and pinched Xiao Jinmo's chin with the other, making him look up at him.

Time seemed to stand still.