[Comprehensive film and television] Like a spring breeze

Two years later

Under the leadership of Mu Yanshan, the towns conquered by Mu Jun developed rapidly in just two years. The people owned their own land, lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the productivity was rapidly developed and improved, providing enough food and grass for the front military supplies.

Business is also constantly developing. Mu Yanshan formulated a series of loose business policies. Many businessmen from the Great Wei came here to do business. Mu Yanshan's business empire.

The chief executives of various places are personally appointed by Mu Yanshan, all of whom are trained by Qingyu Sect. They have top political literacy and administrative ability. A series of policies from the central government have also been implemented in place, truly stabilizing the entire turbulent new regime.

People built temples all over the country, praying for the stability of the new regime and the safety and health of that noble woman.

Now the woman who is blessed by the people is in a small town hundreds of miles away from the capital with [-] elite soldiers to rehabilitate. She will come back every year on this day, because the person she has been obsessed with all her life is buried here.

In an elegant small courtyard, the pool outside suddenly made a beeping sound. The wind blew in and opened another window. Mu Yanshan stood up to close the window, only to see that Lao Mei had already grown a house under the house. She was too high, and she couldn't help being stunned. The hand outstretched in the air stopped in a daze. Lines of moonlight shone on her wrist, mottled and indistinct.

In a blink of an eye, two years have passed, and the newly planted plum trees in the past are already as high as the eaves.

Time is really the most ruthless thing in the world. It will never stop because of any joy or sorrow. When it leaves in a hurry, any once intense emotions will gradually cool down under running-in.

After Yu Wenyue's death, although the Yuwen Clan hastily cast aside himself and expelled Yu Wenyue from the family tree, he didn't even bury his body in the family cemetery.

But despite this, they were still implicated, and their status in the court was not as good as before. The children of Yuwen's family were also demoted. But obviously not good.

Of course, as Yu Wenyue's direct boss, Yuan Che could not escape the fate of being demoted.

The prince, who had been up and down several times, was demoted to the northeast border again, and went to a barren land to oversee the construction of a completely unnecessary military fortification, and thus stayed away from the political arena of Great Wei.

Great Wei's power structure was reshuffled again, but it is not difficult for a discerning person to find that the previous domineering has gradually moved away from Great Wei. Facing Mu Jun's cavalry and strong soldiers, they are becoming more and more powerless.

The political interference in Wei's country has gradually changed from offense to defense. Over the past year, it has become more and more obvious that it is showing signs of fatigue.

Now that the world is divided into three parts, Liang Xiao Ce has secured the throne, and Xinzheng Mu Yanshan lives in the south, facing the Great Wei across the river, and there is no longer a dominant family.

However, despite this, Mu Yanshan never dared to attack the Great Wei easily, because in the southwest of Helan Mountain, a new regime suddenly appeared in the sight of everyone, and no one knew the origin of that regime, and no one even knew about it. The actual number of them is only vaguely known from the passing business travelers and the dead soldiers sent out. The leader of that regime called himself "King of Qinghai".

Mu Yanshan had a premonition that the King of Qinghai would be her biggest obstacle, so she sent [-] troops to guard Helan Mountain, and looked at the King of Qinghai, but the King of Qinghai restrained his edge, creating a situation where no one would do anything.

After a long time, Mu Yanshan didn't bother to fight with him, so she simply let it go and gradually moved back to Anbu.

Mu Yanshan looked at the plum blossoms outside the window, stroked the plum blossoms behind her upper ears, smiled faintly, and sighed, "It's been two years..."

At night, the wind blew through the pine forest, and there was a rustling sound. Mu Yanshan walked all the way to a bluestone monument, put down the small pot, and when she opened it, there was a pot of mutton boiled in red oil and spicy peppers.

The stele is very simple and unsophisticated, with only five large characters engraved on it: "Tomb of Yu Wenyue".

In fact, the body was not salvaged two years ago, and the one sent to Da Wei was also a fake. Mu Yanshan sent someone to investigate. There is an underground river under the ice lake. Maybe the person was washed away along the underground river. corpse, so a tomb was erected.

"Yu Wenyue, you must feel very good lying down now. Without you, Dawei has suffered a lot. You always pretend to be indifferent to everything on the surface, but I know that you are The most vengeful one, you must be thinking right now: A bunch of bastards, they deserve it! Without me, you wouldn’t have any.” Mu Yanshan said slowly while stirring the mutton in the pot with her chopsticks, her head lowered, her hair from The cheeks hang down, the skin is white, the moonlight shines on it through the pine branches, halos of light, mottled and cold.

The pot gradually cooled down, and the mutton fat was solidified together. She continued to murmur, "I burned paper money for you again yesterday. You received it. You were kind to me before, and I have nothing to repay you. I can only burn some money for you after you die. You are from a wealthy family, and you have been spoiled since you were a child. You spend your clothes and your food, how can you live if you don’t have money? But it’s okay, you are If you walk with so many younger brothers, even if you get to the underworld, you can continue to dominate."

"Yu Wenyue, do you know where Mo'er has gone? I sent people to Chang'an several times, but they couldn't find his whereabouts. He said he was missing, so he was knocked off by Yu Wenzhuo, right? Mo'er is still like that Little, you have such a pitiful background, you should pay attention over there, and if you see him, let me know, and it will save me from searching all over the world."

A gust of wind blew, and all the stagnant water on the tree fell into the pot. Mu Yanshan didn't realize it, her expression was very calm, she couldn't see how sad or sad, she just spoke quietly, her voice It's very low, but it's so clear in this silent night.

It was very quiet at night, and I could even hear the dog barking from the people down the mountain. Everyone fell asleep, and she was the only one sitting here babbling. After talking for a long time, Mu Yanshan suddenly stood up and knocked on Yuwen vigorously. Yue's tombstone, said loudly: "Hey, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

The crisp echo echoed in the pine forest. After Mu Yanshan finished speaking, she was a little stunned. She squatted halfway in front of the tomb, her expression darkened. She lowered her head, her hair hanging down from her sides, and she couldn't see her face.

Her voice was muffled, and she said in a low voice: "I'm obviously so powerful, but why couldn't I save you? Am I so useless! Talk to me, Yu Wenyue..."

The night was as cool as water, and the breeze blew her clothes up. She just leaned against the tombstone like that, not moving for a long time, as if solidified. The branches and leaves of the pine trees in autumn were slightly yellowed, and there was a rustling sound when the wind passed by.

Like many years ago, they also leaned together like this, the night was so dark, surrounded by enemies, they fought side by side back to back, as if they were alone in a tacit understanding.

"Yu Wenyue, this is our fate..."

Mu Yanshan said in a low voice, a flock of crows flew across the sky, screaming like babies, flying across the sky, gradually drifting away.

……

Mu Yanshan once thought that life would continue like this forever, but early the next morning, a piece of news hit like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering all her fantasies.

This year's winter came very early, and the snow fell in September, with a light layer, like a small white flower blooming in the pasture in spring.

Wei Jun got the news and tried his best to gather an army of 13 to besiege Mu Yanshan, vowing to trap Mu Yanshan to death in this small town.The generals of Wei knew that this was their last chance, and such an opportunity would never come again.

13 against [-], Mu Yanshan will definitely die in this battle.

At night, a strong wind blew across. Mu Yanshan stood on a high soil slope, looking at the devastated battlefield in the distance. The night wind blew her enchanting long hair like a group of butterflies fluttering in the wind.

A flock of crows flew overhead, sweeping up fine snow mist, and a crow's sharp claws fluttered across the grass, picking up something with ease, and it flickered in white, and disappeared in an instant.

Even though it was just a glance, Mu Yanshan had already seen what it was. She cast her eyes on the white grass waves in front of her, a trace of sadness and disgust slowly rose from the bottom of her heart. How many things were buried under these thousands of swaying tentacles? Young bones?

War is like a huge mouth addicted to people, swallowing countless fresh lives with blood dripping, and the desolate wind in the chaotic world crosses the eaves of broken families, leaving behind a humming sound, like the sound of a lonely soul under the nine springs. Sobbing.

And is she also an executioner on the side of the world-destroying blade?

Mu Yanshan looked up at the emptiness of the sky, and vaguely saw another pair of eyes, those eyes that had sunk into the deep pool of ice forever, looking at her quietly, letting go of the fierce anger, coldness and sarcasm, and only Yu Yiwang saw through the peace, and said over and over again: Live on...

I know.

Mu Yanshan slightly raised the corners of her mouth, smiled softly at the empty sky, and said quietly: "But I don't want to do that."

In the autumn of 13, under the Longyin Pass, the Wei army completed the first encirclement in history. Nearly [-] soldiers and horses surrounded a mediocre town from all directions, and all kinds of long-distance attack equipment were continuously delivered. Coming, it is foreseeable that a battle of great disparity in strength is about to begin.

In the early morning of September [-]th, when the sky was just dawning and the fog was thick, a burst of clanging drums and bugles sounded suddenly, like lightning piercing the sky, piercing the most fragile hearts of Mu Jun and the people.

"Fight it!"

Deafening shouts of killing followed, and the shouts made people's blood boil.

"The whole army is attacking! Go for me!"

"Kill the enemy!"

Wei Jun's orderly charge horn sounded suddenly, and the iron-gray battle robes danced with the wind. The soldiers kicked and rushed, as if an angry ocean broke through the embankment, tore a turbulent opening, and roared in overwhelmingly.

Mu Jun's close combat was as sharp as a terrifying night, blood filled the eyes of the soldiers, layers of corpses piled up on the ground, ears were buzzing, hoofbeats, shouts, screams, anger The sound of cursing and charging formed a symphony in the ears.

The swords clashed together, emitting a blaze of light. The wounded could no longer moan. The fighting made them forget the pain in their bodies. The ground was a mess and slippery. , like a bowl of red mud.

The saber was chipped, the spear was broken, the eyes were covered with blood, and I couldn't see the road and figure in front of me clearly. All my thoughts were left with only one belief, kill, kill, kill!

Constantly slashing and killing, until the back of the body breathed out, the girl's words kept echoing in the ears of the soldiers before leaving: Live!

The cruelty and fierceness of the battle was shocking. General Mu Jun took off his cumbersome armor and swung a knife to cut off half of a Wei soldier's head. Red blood and white brains sprayed his face. The man didn't care. Concerned about continuing to look for the next target, Wei Bing was frightened by his fearless appearance, and they retreated in fear, wanting to leave his line.

The Wei Jun were shocked, they were not human, yes, they were not human anymore, they were a group of lunatics, a group of devils.

Having such a strong soldier is the most elusive dream of all generals. Money, power, and deterrence cannot achieve it, but she has easily achieved it.

The army drums of the Wei army sounded, and one army after another rushed up silently, and walked into the bloody battlefield. A small stream meanders under human feet.

Wei Jun purposely surrounded Mu Yanshan. Their only purpose was to kill her. Mu Yanshan was dressed in a military uniform, and her long sword was like a living dragon knowing the lives of Wei Jun's soldiers. Pieces of blood splashed on her body. , the hot blood splashed on her face, she couldn't feel it anymore, the blood could only drive her crazy.

"Protect Your Majesty!"

Someone was shouting loudly, but the soldiers in the distance couldn't rush forward, corpses lay everywhere, eyes were bright red, the wind was blowing bitingly, and the sky was still full of wind and snow, Mu Yanshan thought, there was no more Back off, that's all.

A row of strong | crossbows were set up, and the sky was densely packed with bows | crossbows pierced through the cold wind and made whistling sounds. Mu Yanshan looked up at the deadly arrows coming from mid-air, her mind was in a trance for a while .

She thought, maybe she was going to die, time seemed to stand still suddenly, the wind was blowing from the opposite side, she faintly wanted to give up all persistence and struggle, but she suddenly didn't want to continue fighting anymore, she thought, she was too Tired, so be it, resting in this way is also good.

"Your Majesty!" Yan Chen's eyes were about to crack. He looked at Mu Yanshan standing in place, looking up at the rain of arrows in the air in a daze, like a cold icicle.

He felt that his heart was about to be torn apart. He swung the knife crazily, and the lightning-like blade suddenly drew a white line in the air. Swelling up, he couldn't escape, couldn't kick away, he could only watch the arrow approaching her figure helplessly.

The arrow flies high, rises, rises, rises to the apex, and then falls, drawing a half-arc with swift force.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, Mu Yanshan's clothes were blown up by the strong wind, she narrowed her eyes slightly, the messy hair on her forehead was aroused by the sharpness, her scalp was sore, she curled her lips slightly, closed her eyes, her There was a blank in his mind, and a pair of eyes slipped vaguely, he looked at her, and said slowly: Live, live.

She smiled slightly, her smile was as thin as mist.

After all, I still can't hold on anymore, let me come to you, okay?

Yu Wenyue, don't push me away this time!

"Master!" The voice of the man in black suddenly sounded, and the long sword he kept waving swore his anger.

"Anyi, where do you think people go when they die?"

"Master won't die, and the dark guards will try their best to protect the master." An Yi kept waving his long sword to block the long arrows aimed at Mu Yanshan.

Mu Yanshan smiled slightly, and the crimson sword in her hand fell to the ground, hitting the ground hard and making a sword cry.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind, and the arrow fired at Mu Yanshan was opened, and a black shadow jumped down like a spirit ape on the vertical snow peak on the west side of the town. Holding long ropes in their hands, they descended from the sky, and hundreds of scimitars flew out quickly, hitting the powerful crossbows all over the sky with miraculous precision.

All of a sudden, there was an uproar in the audience, and the black shadows quickly slid down from the snow peak. Everyone was wearing dark blue leather armor. There are dark red tattoos on his face, his eyes are like wolves, he is brave and brave, and he is coming towards the dumbfounded Wei Jun.

Before Wei Bing could react, there was a commotion from the southwest, snow, mist and dust rose in the wind, and the hoofs of thousands of horses and horses trampled on the ground like a rumbling drum. Slashing, the move is fierce, the genuine army charge style, full of murderous aura, the horses come fast, the silver armor and ink knife are all soldiers from Daliang.

The silver armor rushed into the position, and the young emperor suddenly hugged her tightly, with such ferocious strength that it seemed to crush her.

His armor was as cold as a knife, and his breath was heavy, bringing up a large cloud of white air. The sound of killing gradually faded away, and the quiet needle drop could be heard around him.

The strong wind is far away, rolling across the ground rumblingly, Xiao Ce's voice is low and calm, but there is a trace of panic faintly revealed, he hugged the woman in his arms softly and said over and over again: "It's okay, It's okay, it's okay..."

Mu Yanshan didn't want to cry, but her tears fell little by little, rolling down along the lines of the armor on Xiao Ce's chest. When she closed her eyes, all she saw were corpses all over the ground, gunpowder smoke all over the sky, and The battlefield where blood flowed like a river, and those eyes that want to live on their own.

Xiao Ce, Yu Wenyue is dead, I killed him, you know, I killed him.

Xiao Ce, you are right, this world is really cold, people's hearts are frozen to death, even affection is frozen.

The world was suddenly so empty, Mu Yan fell asleep slowly, leaning against Xiao Ce's arms, exhaustion covered her face, Xiao Ce lowered his head, only felt that she was so pale and thin, he thought, he was real Crazy, when he thought of the mighty crossbow he saw when he just arrived, he would go crazy with fear, if he was one step late, one step late!

The strong wind blew on them, he took off his fur and wrapped Mu Yanshan in his arms, hugging them tightly.

He raised his head, looked at the heavy snow flying all over the sky, at the murderous big Wei Xiongbing on the opposite side, and at the small town, an uncontrollable anger arose in his heart.

Tie You came back and said: "It's still the same group who said that they have already opened a hole for Mu Jun. Don't worry, they have prepared horses and food for us [-] miles ahead, and left a carriage behind. They said that it is cold here. Your Majesty can drive."

Xiao Ce pursed his lips, and carried Mu Yanshan for twenty miles. He opened the curtain of the car, and saw that there was a huge space inside, covered with brocade, and there was an iron plate under the high couch, and there were two braziers under the iron plate. The inside is as warm as spring, and there is a small stove, and the medicine urn on it is steaming. After opening, there is a pot of steaming ginseng and chicken soup.

"Your Majesty, who is this King of Qinghai? He is so inspiring this time, is he really just trying to sell our Daliang a favor?"

Xiao Ce looked at the urn of chicken soup quietly, and didn't speak for a long time. Mu Yanshan was lying in the car, her little face was pale and pitiful, and she seemed to feel the warmth. She let out a breath slowly, and then quietly curled up on the bed On, as quiet as a sleeping rabbit.

"Tieyou, if it were you, who would do these things for you?"

Tie You was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he said slowly, "I'm afraid only my old lady and my daughter-in-law can't do it."

The corner of Xiao Ce's mouth curled up, and he smiled slightly: "Yes, there are not many such people."

"Your Majesty, do you know who it is?"

"Understood." Xiao Ce nodded, turned his head to look at the vast mountains hidden in the snow in the distance, and said with a slight erratic voice: "If I was just doubting before, then now I can Guarantee."

Fate is cunning and full of doubts. Everyone is a puppet wrapped in silk thread, walking on the track he has already established. Since he can't break free, why should he unveil the prelude to the end in advance?

Xiao Ce smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth were gentle, showing a bit of vicissitudes and tranquility.

Yu Wenyue, I am not as good as you.

Before dawn, the heavy snow finally stopped, the sun had not yet come out, and the earth was still immersed in a bleak darkness.

On the top of the high mountain, the man was dressed in a green robe, and the snow cuckoo flew from a distance with fluttering wings. He stretched out his arm, and the most ferocious bird on the Qinghai Plain landed on his arm docilely. He was completely white, There are only three red feathers growing on the tail, as bright as blood.

Open the letter paper, and the ugly handwriting that survived the catastrophe but made no progress came into view: Emperor Liang led his troops back to Tangshuiguan, all is well, don't read it.

The man's face was calm, his eyes were still cold as usual, he could naturally hear his subordinates teasing him.

Who is safe?

Who is not to read?

Picking up a pen, he replied: There is no need to withdraw, just die there.

When the young general received the letter, he smiled happily and showed his white teeth. He waved his hand to the soldiers who were crying and said, "Withdraw, go home."

The army came and went suddenly, as if they came here to save Mu Yanshan. When General Mu quickly gathered 20 troops and rushed to kill all the Wei troops, he sent people to investigate the team, but still found nothing.

Yan Chen looked at the few documents in his hand, put them down slowly, and sighed, "There's no need to check."

He couldn't bear to hurt her.

……

When Xiao Ce took Mu Yanshan to board the boat at Tangshuiguan, it was already dawn three days later, the sun rose from the horizon, shining a bright golden light, the sky was so high, clear and cloudless .

Tangshuiguan is located in the southwest, the climate is very mild, and the river is green and blue.

"Xiao Ce, the south of the Yangtze River is so beautiful." Mu Yanshan was wearing a long skirt and a brocade embroidered gown with a high waist, making her look slender and soft. Her blue hair was lifted by the breeze and fluttered freely, like a nine-day mysterious girl, charming her mind.

"Yeah, I have a beautiful beam, and people are even more beautiful." As he said that, Xiao Ce approached Mu Yanshan, and looked at her with a smile, his fox eyes were shining brightly.

Mu Yanshan smiled slightly, and murmured, "You shouldn't have saved me." After saying that, she turned and went back to the cabin.

Xiao Ce fixedly looked at her back, then turned around and looked at the river scenery and smiled, "But some people don't want you to die." I also don't want to.

When the big ship sets out, the thunderous sound resounds from the sky. Thousands of big ships draw anchor and sail. The white sails were raised.

"Start the boat—" Tie You shouted loudly, the voice was so long, with a hint of joy.

Standing at the stern of the boat, Xiao Ce was dressed in pine green brocade clothes, his eyes were charming and handsome, and he raised his head slightly, looking at the tall Cuiwei Mountain, and could vaguely see Xiao Xiao's figure on the top of the mountain.

The tide of the sea of ​​people, the change of seasons, the wind on the river blowing from the top of the mountain, bringing the fragrance of the evening, seems to arouse the subtle tingling pain in the bone marrow, and all the thoughts are unprecedentedly clear.

Xiao Ce suddenly smiled, smiling cunningly like a fox, showing his white teeth happily, and then blew a passionate kiss to the high mountain top under the horrified eyes of all his subordinates.

Everyone was embarrassed, Tie You asked depressedly: "Your Majesty, have you seen the village girl who collects firewood on the mountain?"

Xiao Ce turned around and exclaimed in surprise: "Ah! How do you know?"

Everyone sighed helplessly: Your Majesty, who doesn't know?

The river is like a chain, the ships meander, and the sun rises, everything is perfect.

On the top of the mountain, the man stood quietly, he clearly saw Xiao Ce's provocative action, his brows were slightly frowned, but he didn't turn around and leave.

The ship gradually went away, but he stood there for a long time, his heart was as silent and peaceful as the mountain wind, without sadness or fatigue.

Xiaoxiao mountain wind blew across his back, casting his shadow on the ground, with a faint and clear glow, and the mixed breath of dust and water vapor from the mountains and forests, which hit his face head-on, was unusually gentle.

He thought of her eyes in a trance, as if following the barren weeds in his memory, he suddenly saw a tall tree, with a gentle expression, and lost his cold direction.

He never needed her to know, if he could, he was willing to lie flat on his own and send her to a safe and tranquil place.

Shan'er, you want to live a better life.

It was September of that year, and it was the season when the chrysanthemums were in full bloom. The fan breeze passed through the city and sprinkled golden yellow under the blue sky and white sun.

The ship went south, slowly sailing into the extravagant sweetness.

The author has something to say: Finally the update is over, let out a long sigh of relief, and start the next chapter with another episode of Xiao Ce!

"The Legend of Chu Qiao" is actually not over yet, let's see how the second part is filmed.

Extra Story: Xiao Ce

When Mu Yanshan was first rescued, the entire government and the public were in a state of impeachment. Civil and military officials cried and remonstrated all day long. He kicked the throne over with his last kick, and angrily scolded him not to be the emperor anymore, whoever loves to be the one will do it.

The officials were so frightened that they knelt outside the Changxin Palace for two whole days before they invited the emperor who had gone on strike seventy or eighty times within a few years of his ascension to the throne.

From then on, no one dared to mention Mu Yanshan again.

When Mu Yanshan woke up, the drizzle had just stopped, and the moonlight pierced through the clouds, and softly sprinkled the bluish-white light on Mi Heju's bedroom. The autumn was fading, and the dew was dripping on the broad and thick sycamore leaves. Make a crisp sound.

Mu Yanshan opened her eyes in a daze, jumped off the couch, waved the tinkling curtains and ran outside.

"Ma'am! Ma'am, you haven't put on your shoes yet!" The little girl behind her was about to shed tears, and hurriedly followed behind.

The setting sun was fiery red and the clear water was long. Mu Yanshan was running on the quaint corridor with her bare feet holding her skirt all the way. In the distance of the green lake, lotus leaves covered the sky and covered the sun, a piece of verdant green, an exquisite The building with a simple and simple atmosphere is located in the middle of the water. It is completely built of unpainted square logs, unpretentious, and the logs have the lines of the trees themselves, and the round and round annual rings can be vaguely seen.

The water pavilion is ventilated on all sides and has no fences. The wind on the lake blows through the crisp lotus leaves, passes through the water pavilion, and shakes the layers of blue gauze curtains hanging in the water pavilion.

The long green yarn flew up, and in the middle of the water pavilion, a young man was leaning on a square wooden porch, sitting with his legs bent, with a delicate silver jug ​​beside his palm, and no cups, only a few cups. A freshly peeled lotus pod was sprinkled on the ground as tender and white as pearls.

In his hand was a green long flute. He didn't blow it, but just twirled it back and forth between his fingers, dexterously flying around like a dance.A slight layer of mist formed on the surface of the lake, covering the man's eyebrows and eyes, and he could only see the corners of his bright red clothes fluttering lightly in the breeze, like butterflies about to fly.

"Madam! Madam..." About a dozen girls in pink palace attire followed behind Mu Yanshan, holding shoes, Zhuchai cloak and other things in their hands, muttering softly, their voices like cotton.

As he was getting closer, the man suddenly grinned and smiled softly. He smiled very beautifully, like a painted meticulous painting, with slightly raised eyebrows and silky eyes. He suddenly put down his flute, and opened his eyes Arm, said with a smile on his face: "Come on Mumu, give me a warm hug after reuniting after a long absence!"

As he said that, Xiao Ce rushed over to hold Mu Yanshan in his arms, and spun onto the chair, letting Mu Yanshan lean comfortably in his arms.

"Xiao Ce?"

"Okay, hahaha, it's the prince. Mu Mu never expected you to miss me so much, and you ran into my arms after only a few days."

Mu Yanshan struggled to stand up, a trace of disappointment flashed in Xiao Ce's eyes, but he hid it very well, Xiao Ce pulled her to sit down, and then sat beside her, looking at her still pale and thin face, the gap between her eyebrows She wrinkled slightly and then slowly relaxed. There was a delicate basket next to her, and she said like offering a treasure: "Someone sent a pomegranate, do you want to eat it?"

He took out a pomegranate and broke it open with his own hands, revealing the bright red pearls inside. He leaned his head over to look at Mu Yanshan, put it to Mu Yanshan's mouth with a smile, opened his mouth, and made a gesture of eating , said: "Mumu, open your mouth, like me, ah—"

"Xiao Ce, thank you." Her voice was as clear as water, very calm.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. No matter what the reason is, it's not easy for you to come to Daliang once. I will do my best as a landlord today. Let's go, and I will take you out to play."

The breeze blows, the blue waves are rippling, the man on the ebony bridge is pulling the woman to run freely, the breeze lifts the clothes, like a phoenix spreading its wings.

Far away, it is so beautiful and so enviable.

When the lights come on and night falls, the bustling Jiankang is full of hustle and bustle.

With a shallow bend of the moon, the brilliance is white, pouring down on the ground like mercury, and the entire Jinwu Palace is shrouded in it, like smoke and water, misty.

Daliang is located in the south of Chishui, with a pleasant climate, rockery and flowing water all the way, small bridges, flowers and trees, and continuous palaces and towers that undulate like mountains and overlap endlessly.

Xiao Ce was like a half-grown mad child, dragging Mu Yanshan to run in the palace shrouded in moonlight. Almost lost my eyes.

The moonlight is like water, and the resplendent or simple and elegant red walls and green tiles are like the sparkling blue waves under the bright starlight. Xiao Ce's red clothes are blown by the wind, like a kite. On the side, let the two run away, followed by a large number of court ladies and attendants, holding sabers and holding skirts, meandering in a row, like butterflies chasing the wind.

The unique incense of the palace is gently floating in the air, and the extravagant gold powder is swaying in the night wind, shining brightly under the light of the Eight Treasure Palace Lantern, like fireflies on the banks of the river in midsummer.

After this exercise, Mu Yanshan's pale cheeks turned slightly rosy. She was wearing a light yellow gown with large water-patterned roses embroidered on it. There were flowing silk ribbons on the skirt, and her long hair was scattered behind her back. Lifted up by the naughty wind, it exudes a faint fragrance.

Xiao Ce bent over and got very close to her, staring at her without speaking.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, he stood up abruptly, looked left and right, clapped his hands and smiled, went straight to a palace lady following behind, and reached out to take a bead flower from her hair.

It was a very tacky butterfly hairpin with a pair of blue butterflies on it, which was often worn by palace people.

It's just that the hairpin is made of purple jade, which looks very delicate.

Xiao Ce casually unwrapped a string of exquisite jade from his waist, it was priceless and expensive at first glance, handed it to the court lady casually, and said with a smile: "I'll change it with you."

The little maid was frightened, she knelt down on the ground with a thud, and said with a pale face: "I dare not."

Xiao Ce was not annoyed, he threw it to her and said, "I can't change it, I like this."

Then he turned around and walked towards Mu Yanshan, tearing off the two butterflies on the hairpin while walking. The hairpin was actually well made, and if one couldn't be pulled off, he opened his mouth and bit it hard with his teeth, and then pooh He spat out with a loud sound, turned back to the little palace maid and said, "You are not allowed to use jasmine fragrance in the future, I don't like to smell it."

The magnolias on both sides of the courtyard have just opened | buds, half-open and half-closed, and the shape is very elegant.

Just after it rained heavily, the flower garden was full of mud and water, and the soil was very soft. Xiao Ce didn't care about his expensive boots, and walked into the flower garden carelessly, causing the eunuchs and maids behind him to scream. , and just folded a purple magnolia that has just opened its buds and is shaped like a small lotus. With slender and flexible fingers, he tied the magnolia flower |

"His Majesty……"

"His Majesty……"

Mu Yanshan looked at the crowd of palace people kneeling in front of her in fear and fear, but Xiao Ce didn't seem to see it, he just looked at the magnolia flower, smiling, his eyes bent into a line, like a , yes, like a fox.

"Beautiful!" Walking to Mu Yanshan's side in a few steps, Xiao Ce struck quickly and flexibly. With a few strokes, he loosely tied Mu Yanshan's long hair with a hairpin. With a light and misty fragrance, Mu Yanshan was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment, she heard the flattering and flattering praise of the palace people.

Standing in front of her, Xiao Ce smiled triumphantly, pursed the corners of his mouth, raised his eyes slightly, raised his chin slightly, looking very happy.

"Xiao Ce, what are you doing?" Mu Yanshan, who seemed to have never been looked at like this in her life, reached out her hand to pick the orchid in her temple.

"Hey! What are you doing?" With a crisp sound, Xiao Ce knocked off Mu Yanshan's hand, frowned and said seriously: "Mu Mu, you're a girl, can you look a little girly?"

Mu Yanshan was slightly taken aback, and Xiao Ce smiled in her ear, and suddenly bent down to hug Mu Yanshan, "Let's go, I'll take you out to play."

Then the man turned his head back seriously, and said in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to follow, a man will jump into the river if he follows me, and a woman will not have the chance to sleep if she follows me for the rest of her life."

Hearing such an unimaginable threat, Mu Yanshan struggled and was stunned immediately, but she was surprised to see the obvious changes in the faces of those people, and they knelt on the ground blankly, and no one dared to follow.

Only the few people behind quietly stood up and left, as if they were going to report the news.

"Let's go!" Xiao Ce leaned close to Mu Yanshan's ear, smiled, then ran to the city gate with her in his arms, turned on a horse, hugged Mu Yanshan from behind, and shouted happily : "Mumu, let's go!"

With a flick of the rein and a crisp cry, the horse galloped on the Qingshi Road with a tick-tick.

"Oh!" Xiao Ce shouted happily.The night wind was a bit strong, and the robe flew up silently, and was blown close to his body by the wind. Xiao Ce shouted: "Mu Mu!"

Mu Yanshan was trapped in Xiao Ce's arms, her cheeks were flushed, and the horse galloped quickly on Taiqing Road. In the huge palace complex, the guards were kneeling on both sides. The fragrance and the echo of the horseshoe echoed back and forth in the square, and Xiao Ce laughed heartily, revealing a free spirit.

The fast horse galloped, and gradually left the inner city. Mu Yanshan turned her head from a distance, and saw a large number of palace lanterns lighting up behind her, and the sound of horseshoes, it seemed that someone was chasing her.

Xiao Ce didn't care at all, he was obviously a seasoned veteran, walking around the streets, he would shake off the figures behind him in a short while.

At this time, the wind is dew and the cotton is clear, and there is a lake of still water in front of it. The flower boats on the lake are secluded, with melodious singing and string music echoing on it. Shining on the faces of the two, it seemed that countless snow-white pear blossoms had bloomed.

Xiao Ce turned over and jumped down, and tied the rein of the horse to a tree. "Come on, Mumu, I'll follow you."

Xiao Ce shouted, his voice was very brisk, he opened his arms below, Mu Yanshan supported his hand and prepared to jump down, Xiao Ce grinned, hugged Mu Yanshan tightly, hugged her and ran to the lakeside a few times, He stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of hands, and said with a smile, "It's so cold!"

Mu Yanshan pushed him away and squatted by the lake, touching the lake water with her fingers, the water was warm.

Both sides of the lake are very lively, there are lecturers, jugglers, singers, hawkers selling various goods, and several signature warm-colored brothels and taverns. The singing echoed melodiously together.

Mu Yanshan suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. In such an environment, she always felt short of words, lazy, yet cramped. For many years, this kind of life seemed to be far away from her. Melted in.

Xiao Ce looked at her sideways, with the corners of his mouth curled up, he stood up suddenly, grabbed her wrist, and shouted: "Come with me, I will take you to a good place!"

These are not the main streets of Jiankang, and the commercial restaurants are not as prosperous as the main street, but there are more simple folk customs, many people in sackcloth shuttle through it, and there are children who don’t know who’s running around. play.

Xiao Ce seemed to be very familiar with this place, and he dragged her back and forth among the crowd, not minding that his robes would be soiled by those bitter hahas with muddy legs and feet.

The two of them were dressed in dignified clothes, and their appearance was even more youthful and beautiful. After a while, they attracted the attention of many people.Some small vendors even came forward to sell Zhuchai makeup powder, lobbying Xiao Ce to buy rouge for his beautiful little lady.

Xiao Ce always smiled heartily, "Buy!"

Running all the way, I suddenly saw a big elm tree in front of me, and a small family under the tree.