Qin Shi Mingyue: Depend on each other

I'm afraid, he doesn't even remember his own name.All he remembered was the word "Li Ji".

—but so what?At least, the present His Majesty is willing to face her face squarely.

"No one can hurt you..." Fang Ji murmured, almost exhausting her last strength.

No one can hurt you, you are the king of this world.

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed suddenly.He thought that there was no warmth to speak of in the world, including Li Ji, and all he was given was disdain and perfunctory.However, somewhere he didn't know, there was a woman who would rather sacrifice her life for him.

It's a pity that when he knew this, even that woman had already been lost.

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[Outside Story | Fang Ji Chapter]

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Note: According to historical records, Gao Jianli blinded his eyes and poured lead into the building in order to assassinate Qin.However, the concubine of the King of Qin was in the way, so the trip failed.The Fang Ji chapter extends from here.

Jiangxue

I use annual rings to record this moment, and I will never forget it until I die——quote

Crimson means vermilion.Jiangxue, Red Flying Snow, this is my name.

Those who grew up in Bashu gave me too many different meanings.It is said that an infatuated woman died for her lover and turned into snow. When all the flowers fell in the severe winter, Kazuki's red velvet flowers would rustle and fall—because that woman was crying.It is also said that because of the constant wars in the world, the blood of the fallen people stained the crimson snowflakes, and the flowers of Kazuki wailed and fell in the cold snow.

In fact, the bleeding and crying are just the meaning imposed on me by human beings. What those human beings think is their business. I am just a tree, and I only need to change the flowers to bloom and fall with the seasons.

— But when did this view change?

Another year of snowfall, my branches and leaves are covered with crimson snowflakes.I know that this is an enchanting scenery amidst silver and white.As long as there is a slight tremor, the red velvet flowers will fly away like snow.

——When did that view start to change?

I shook my body with lush branches and leaves, and when I lowered my eyes, I saw a velvet flower floating on the far pool under my feet.Yuantan's sleep is still so clear, clearly reflecting the fiery red and enchanting crimson snow in the cold winter.

Such a bright red like blood, as if it was so many years ago.I still remember the moment when my annual rings recorded it, and I have never forgotten it to this day.

I haven't forgotten it yet, but where are you in those days now?Is it the blue sky and the yellow spring, or is it sharing the wind and frost with you?

"White jade is the town, sparse stone orchid is the fragrance..."

——!

Suddenly, I heard the verse in the "Mrs. Xiang" again.Baiyu is the town, and Shilan is Fang.

It was him, it must be him!He is the only one in the world who can read this line of poetry in such a forbearing tone!

Perhaps because I was too excited, my branches and leaves rubbed against each other to make a rustling sound.

Beside the far pool, a man in dark blue clothes stood under the crimson snow tree, leaning on the tree trunk, reciting the poem softly.

Senior Brother Baiyu... How many times have you recited this poem?Tossing and thinking, day and night never stop.However, the white jade is still there, where is Shi Lan now?

Do you know that the person you think about day and night has never left Fang Yuantan.She is there all the time!Always--

My branches and leaves are shaking violently, perhaps, it is because of the wind.God, what am I doing?I am just a tree, no matter how turbulent my heart is, what humans see and hear is nothing but whirling branches and leaves and rustling flowers.

It's a pity that I'm just a crimson snow plant beside the far pool, and I can't let this forbearing man know what I feel and think.

How many years ago, this woman-like person leaned on me like this, and whispered: white jade is the town, sparse stone orchid is the fragrance.

Suddenly, it has been years.

The yellow springs and the blue sky are all vast, and there is no one to talk to you about the wind and frost.

The woman named Shi Lan probably never knew Senior Brother Bai Yu's feelings for her, right?That's right, a man like Bai Yu hides his feelings too deeply.

I'm probably the only one who understands his tenderness, right?How long ago, I looked at the white jade under the tree and thought sadly.

And his hand covering my branch trembled suddenly, and jumped deep into the branches and leaves at a speed that I couldn't catch.Pieces of crimson snowflakes are falling with red color, and the fragrance is lingering all around.

It was in that intoxicating fragrance of flowers that the young man in purple came up the steps.

"This is Yuantan." Shi Lan took out a bamboo tube and scooped up clear water, "The water here is clean and good for Miss Yu's injury."

"No wonder you insist on coming here to fetch water." The purple-clothed boy smiled and took out the bamboo tube.

After filling the water, the purple-clothed boy raised his eyes to the top of Mount Shu, where the clouds were shrouded, and from a distance, there was only a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Why can't you take Miss Yu up the mountain?——Your master is a bit stingy." He looked at the lush green mountains and seemed to be talking to himself.

Shi Lan still had a cold face, and filled the bamboo tube with water: "Outsiders of Xijie City are not allowed to enter. You should be satisfied if you are allowed to go to the foot of the mountain."

She handed the bamboo tube to the boy in purple, and as usual, she glanced at me.

I think Shi Lan likes the crimson snow tree very much because of the fragrance of the flowers?Because red is like fire?Or because of those boring legends?

I stayed by the far pool, and I have long been accustomed to the eyes of others looking up.Thinking about it now, I was so incomprehensible at that time.

"I've never seen this kind of tree before." The boy in purple said.

"It's Jiangxue." Shi Lan replied lightly.Eyes never leave me.

Bai Yu, who was hiding deep in the branches and leaves, moved her body, as if worried about being seen by the two of them.

—Why doesn't he go out?

——Why don't you show your heart to Shi Lan, Senior Brother Bai Yu?

I don't understand these people's sophistication, I just sway my branches leisurely in the wind, shaking off the vermilion and beauty.

I'm used to quietly watching the development of things, people come and go, and I never want to change anything.Because I know very well that for a flower tree, it is powerless to change anything.

"Shi Lan—!" When I was wandering, I suddenly heard Bai Yu's low cry.Such a subtle sound, I almost thought it was an illusion.

Also in an instant, Bai Yu's toes condensed her inner strength, and wanted to fly down, but stopped like an electric shock.

"Shi Lan! How are you?" The purple-clothed boy supported Shi Lan against the tree trunk, lifted her skirt to check her injuries—this boy seemed to be a man of the world, and he didn't stick to etiquette.

It's a flower bug.

This light yellow bug is everywhere in Shushan.They feed on flowers and trees, and their lifespan of just a few days is extremely weak compared to the toon that lives for tens of millions of years in Tiannanhailing.And they sting very badly.I looked at the nail-sized pale yellow drug swells on Shi Lan's legs—it seemed that her legs couldn't move for the time being.

"Ugh!" The purple-clothed boy let out a low cry, and when he looked down, he realized that he had also been bitten by a flower girl bug.

I laughed and laughed, turning into the rustle of leaves.This is a good opportunity, Senior Brother Bai Yu can "save the beauty as a hero".If you help Shi Lan detoxify, she will be very grateful.I was thinking like this, but Bai Yu didn't intend to move.

--why?Why not let her know what's on your mind?

I suddenly felt a sense of depression. Is that feeling the loss that people often say?

That day, Shi Lan sat with the young man in purple, they talked a lot, almost forgot, the night was dark.

"I must overthrow this world. Everyone in the Chu Kingdom is looking forward to rebuilding Western Chu one day." When Shaoyu said these words, a faint hatred flashed in his eyes.

Overlord of heaven and earth.I think of words like this to describe him.

A gust of wind blew by, and I felt a sudden chill, so I couldn't help shaking my body.There are velvet flowers falling, the color is like blood and the shape is like snow.

A crimson snowflake fell on Shi Lan's shoulder, as if it was an eyesore, Shaoyu gently brushed the flower off for her.When I saw Shi Lan looking at the young man in purple at that moment, I knew that Senior Brother Bai Yu had no choice but to keep silent like this.

What he always wanted to say, once he said it, he might lose this friend named Shi Lan.

——You still have to keep silent, right?Don't let anyone know what's on your mind.

"I just want to avenge my parents, the restoration of the country is not important to me." Shi Lan said.

"You never told me..." I actually heard such an ethereal voice, so illusory that it seemed like a hallucination.

--kindness?What?I shook the branches, and the crimson snowflakes drifted down with their fragrance.Where did this voice of nothingness come from?

"Shi Lan, you never told me about this..." When the voice sounded again, it was very clear.

Is it Bai Yu?At this time, the Holy Envoy of Feng Yue named Bai Yu lowered his eyes, and in the dark night, I couldn't see his face clearly.He seemed to be like this, carrying a dark blue long coat, and disappeared in a place where no one cared.

But Shi Lan and Shao Yu couldn't hear his voice.It was the words in his heart, and it was known by a flowering tree along the veins of the branches and leaves under his feet.

However, I can't do anything.Any words I say can only turn into whirling leaves and rustling flowers.

——White jade is the town, and sparse stone orchid is the fragrance.

——Shi Lan, Shi Lan.Do you know that Senior Brother Baiyu has recited this line thousands of times?You must not know it, just as you don’t know that there is an ink coat hiding where the branches and leaves are sparse, his eyes pass through the intertwined leaves, and focus on you.

The two under the tree were still chatting.Ambition, future, past... talk about everything.Senior Brother Bai Yu just listened quietly.

Although Shi Lan's tone was as cold as ever, I knew that this was the day she talked the most.Maybe she didn't notice such a change.

I actually thought of a sentence in "The Book of Songs": "If you sigh for doves, you can't eat mulberries. If you sigh for girls, you can't hang out with scholars."