Half-dead paulownia

(Mountain Sumeru)

"Master is eccentric, you should be very aware of your body, Meng'er is worried about you, and you can't let too many people know about it. What you want is a quiet, ignoring the world, and self-cultivation. Now not only has one person been saved, now There are a few more difficult guys, how can your body take it?" As he said, he glanced at the two of them with disdain.

"Hey, you little girl, who do you think is a difficult guy?" Liu Meng couldn't help but retorted.

"Hmph, who else is there besides my master? I don't have any self-knowledge."

"Meng'er, shut up, whoever comes is a guest. It is destined to meet one day even if we are thousands of miles apart. Good luck tricks people! You haven't returned to the study to reflect. By the way, Prince Anling, I'm sorry, please!"

"Hmph, master will use these principles to bully people, Meng'er ignores you." After saying that, he turned and entered the courtyard.

"Haha, the little hairy girl is going to the study to think about it. If you know your mistakes, you can correct it. There is nothing good about it!" Liu Meng looked at her beautiful figure and shouted jokingly. That coquettish appearance made everyone angry and love her. I am afraid that such an arrogant and quiet woman like a fairy will never fall into the abyss of the world of mortals in this life, and will she continue to be carefree and happy like this?

Flowers fade and flowers fly, leaves soul leaves sell.Looking back suddenly, what kind of unrequited love will that coquettish woman who accidentally strayed into the mortal world sway?Fate gathers and fate separates, in a trance, it has been a hundred years, the deep-rooted memory, the two do not owe each other, and nothing remains, the heart is locked in the bondage of thousands of years.

(in Xumi Taoist Temple)

The winding paths lead to secluded places, birds sing and cicadas sing, but the simple pavilions are even more unique. The tinkling spring water, like fairy music, makes people forget the hustle and bustle of the world and feel like still water.

"I wonder how brother Xiao is recovering now?" It was obviously Anling Yuhao who asked anxiously.

"It's not a serious problem for the time being, and it needs to be recuperated for a period of time before it can be relieved."

"What, just relief?"

"Brother Xiao's illness, I'm afraid he himself knows best. He has been tortured by this illness since he was born. He has such tenacious perseverance that he can live to this day!"

"Are you saying that this disease has been present since childhood?"

"To be precise, it is doomed to a lifetime of pain in the mother's womb."

"Is there no cure?"

"It still needs a long-term plan. The little prince should visit with me first." No matter what, I want him to recover.This is An Ling Yuhao's secret vow in his heart, and it is undeniably firm.

Under the leadership of Daoist Liaochen, walking through a quiet path, what suddenly came into view was the luxuriant maple forest with red leaves, which was dazzlingly beautiful.It seems to render everything in the world into a touch of red, but the most conspicuous one is a towering maple leaf tree in the middle. The breeze blows and sways, but not a single leaf falls, like a girl who does not want to leave her husband.

In the middle of this maple grove, you can vaguely see a house made of bamboo. The emerald green color contrasts with the dazzling fiery red. I don’t know if the red sets off the elegance of the green, or the green brings out the bewitching beauty of the red. It's so beautiful.The spring water flowing from the mountain stream next to the bamboo house surrounds the bamboo house, which is as wide as a pond. Yiyi smokes, and then flows wantonly to various places.

Apparently, Anling Yuhao and Liu Meng were shocked by this beautiful scenery, presumably the world's fairyland is nothing more than this.

"I never imagined that Daoist Master Chen would enjoy such a beautiful paradise by himself. It's as comfortable as a fairy. I'm so envious!"

"Prince, the prize is too high. The poor Taoist is a cultivator. He is tired of the strife in the world, so he lives in seclusion here. But you are the prince of Anling Kingdom, shouldering the future, and the hope of the country. You are well-clothed and well-fed. Ten thousand people admire you. How can an ordinary life suit you?"

"And these are precisely my woes."

"Yes, who knows the loneliness behind everyone's envy?" Although he couldn't see the expression on his face, Anling Yuhao felt a strong sadness.

"Daoist?"

"Don't talk about sad things. People who come to my Fengyage Pavilion are naturally pure-hearted and ascetic, and ignore the troubles of the world for now. I think the little prince is also a person who does not want to be involved in the world, so let's enjoy the moment by the way. .”

"Of course that would be the best. If you know Daoist Master Chen, then I won't bother you."

Walking into the Maple Accord, stepping on the green bamboo steps, and pushing open the door, a quiet book fragrance comes to the face. The furnishings in the room are also extremely simple. The red sandalwood desk in the middle also has a different kind of taste. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk are all Everything was ready, the breeze blowing in through the bamboo window just happened to blow off the paper on the desk, Anling Yuhao walked over gently, picked up the paper scattered on the ground, and suddenly froze there, his deep eyes stared blankly. watch.

"The boy in this painting is..." Liu Meng looked at Anling Yuhao's surprised eyes, and walked over curiously to look at the painting in his hand.

"Little prince, why does this young man look so familiar?"

"He is the prince of the capital of Huanzhao, Ling Zhuoxi." Apparently, when Anling Yuhao said Ling Zhuoxi's name, he paused every word, sonorously, as if the words were squeezed out between his teeth, this anger made Liu Meng Very puzzling.

"The little prince really has good eyesight. That's true. He is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Huanzhao. I remember that he and his father came to the capital of Anling to celebrate the prosperity of the country and the people of the country. It's really a celebration!" Liu Meng said in surprise, not realizing it at all. An Ling Yuhao who was already on the side with a stiff expression.

"Prince Huanzhao?" This sound answered Daoist Daoist's question.

"Is that Emperor Huanzhao, Ling Han's son?"

"That's right, the dignified prince of Huanzhao Kingdom, who else would it be if it wasn't Ling Han's son?"

"Haha, yes, it's the poor man who is stupid, the poor man is stupid!"

"Daozhang, what's wrong with you, don't you know Huanzhao Kingdom?"

"I don't understand, I've never understood before." The helplessness revealed in the words made Anling Yuhao feel very strange.

"Just, why are his paintings here?"

"I'm going to ask your brother Xiao about this. It's all from him. He said he was a good friend he made when he was young, and he kept in touch with each other through letters. It turned out to be Huanzhao's prince."

"What? When I was a teenager? A friend? Still communicating with each other?" Anling Yuhao's eyes shuddered suddenly, and he held the painting tightly in his hands regardless of the reason, as if it shouldn't exist.

"Is Taoist Master Chen here?" It was that familiar voice, still as quiet as empty valley, as water as song.Sure enough, the man who entered the room a little bit startled was Xiao Jinmo, but his face was sickly and a little pale, but he still couldn't hide his radiant eyes.

"It's you?" Looking at Anling Yuhao, how could Xiao Jinmo not recognize him.

"Why, we are the ones who are disappointed? Are you happy when he comes?" An Ling Yuhao held the painting in front of Xiao Jinmo while speaking.

"Prince Anling, what do you mean?" Xiao Jinmo asked in a lukewarm manner.

"What do you mean? It seems that Mr. Xiao really has a deep affection for the prince of Huanzhao Kingdom. He can paint for him. Could it be that he misses him so much?" Even Anling Yuhao himself didn't understand why he lost control uttered such harsh words.

"Shut up, I thought you were the prince, and I thought that Jin Mo was grateful for the life-saving grace a few days ago, and decided to thank you in the future, but I didn't expect you to be such a vulgar person."

"What, you want to thank you in person?" An Ling Yuhao was stunned for a moment.

"That's natural. I was rude that day in the Town God's Temple. I didn't expect that you would save your life later. Even if you were at fault, what reason should I have to hate you?"

"I...you really don't hate me anymore?"

"That's true, but just now you let me down again, Prince Anling."

"I..." At this moment, Anling Yuhao lowered his head and muttered, his white hair brushed over his eyebrows, his beautiful eyes were lowered, like a child who has done something wrong.

"Okay, Jin Mo, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. I don't think anyone has seen Prince Anling's current appearance, and it's really embarrassing for him." Liao Chen looked at the two stubborn people in front of him. I had no choice but to come out to smooth things over, and Anling Yuhao cast a grateful look at this moment.

"Yes, Jinmo, I saved you a few days ago, you must not be ungrateful, after all, I saved your life."

"Who gave you permission to call me Jinmo?"

"You... that's what the priest called you just now."

"He healed my wounds day and night, exhausted his efforts, and he was better than a relative."

"Then I didn't hand you over to the bad guys that day anyway!"

"You only talk about saving me, shameless."

"I'm shameless if I'm shameless, so what? Besides, when I was in my arms that day, why didn't I see you so arrogant?"

"You, Anling Yuhao, you are despicable!" Xiao Jinmo's face was instantly redder than the maple leaves outside the house, his anxious eyes and expression eager to argue made him even more charming, and Liaochen beside him Listening to their argument, Chen Meng and Chen Meng didn't know how to interrupt, so they simply left the room silently, leaving the two people who continued to argue.

(outside Maple Accord)

"Brother Liu, please forgive Pindao for being rude, I'm going to the pharmacy to continue dispensing medicine for Jinmo."

"Oh, the Taoist priest is serious. Everyone naturally hopes that he will recover as soon as possible, otherwise I don't think this little prince will feel at ease. Please go ahead, Taoist priest."

"The poor Taoist will go first. You can cultivate yourself in this Taoist temple. It has been hard for you for a few days. Although it is not as gorgeous as the imperial city, it is also unique."

"I want to enjoy this beautiful scenery, so please go ahead."

"Then I will not accompany you."

Looking at the intricate paths, each one is different, well-proportioned and well-arranged, the cottages are independent courtyards, probably for visitors to live in, birds singing, springs singing, birds singing and swallows dancing, and wild flowers competing for beauty. This is completely isolated from the world of ice and snow outside. While taking a nap, Liu Meng suddenly saw a special small courtyard, full of peach blossoms blooming one after another, the peach petals paved the ground without leaving any gaps, as if the entire ground was made of peach blossoms, and the peach blossoms were blown away by the wind It is also fluttering in the air, and the pink house is painted and dyed with water soaked in peach blossoms. It is such a natural beauty that Liu Meng can't help being intoxicated. go inside.