Emperor industry. Anlan in the world

, Kneeling together: "The minister is here!"

Ye Chenxi forced herself to calm down, but her voice couldn't help trembling: "You go to chase the emperor back in three ways, one team goes to Beijing Pass, the other goes to Biyun Temple, and finally follows the king to Luoxia Valley go."

The guards knew the seriousness of the situation, and immediately said loudly: "Yes!"

Ye Chenxi took the lead in galloping away without waiting for the team to assemble, heading north all the way.Beijing Pass is his sphere of influence, if Ye Qingxiao wants to enter it, he will definitely be alarmed.And if you go in the direction of Biyun Temple, you may meet him on the way, so Ye Qingxiao's most likely direction is to go to Luoxia Valley.

Thinking of Ye Qingxiao's physical condition, Ye Chenxi's heart felt as if it was being burned by a raging fire. He was sleepless for days and worried all day long.Now there are great changes again, mood ups and downs, his body on horseback is already on the verge of collapse, all the guards behind him looked terrified, but none of them dared to go forward to persuade him.

After driving for a few miles, he finally saw a simple carriage moving forward. He forced his horse forward and stopped the carriage like a heavenly soldier.

Cui Wuya, who was driving ahead, was startled when he saw this, and immediately reined in the horse's reins. When he looked up and saw Ye Chenxi, his frightened heart calmed down, and he called out guiltily, "Your Highness".

Ye Chenxi heard a crisp sound from inside the carriage, her expression changed suddenly, she immediately dismounted, and rushed to lift the curtain of the carriage, only to see Ye Qingxiao's forehead hit the wall of the carriage, her handsome face was as pale as paper, Ting's brows were tightly frowned, and his breath was messy.

Ye Chenxi's heart tightened, and she immediately stepped forward to embrace Ye Qingxiao into her arms, and shouted urgently: "Brother Huang, how are you doing?"

Ye Qingxiao was dizzy from the impact just now, and before she recovered, she was startled when she heard the sound, avoiding Ye Chenxi's gaze, and said in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Ye Chenxi hugged Ye Qingxiao tightly, fearing that he would disappear again in an instant, and her voice trembled slightly: "You disappeared in an instant, can I not come? You are still seriously injured and cannot be hurt. The pain of bumps. If you annoy me, you can beat me and scold me. I have no complaints, but you can't toss your body, you know? If the root of the disease falls, what will you do in the future?"

Ye Qingxiao felt uncomfortable when she heard that trembling voice, but she still said coldly: "You go back! Now I am no longer the king of Dongyue."

Ye Chenxi became anxious when he heard it: "I didn't agree to inherit the throne, the king of Dongyue can only be you." After finishing speaking, he realized that his voice was too high-pitched, and he was afraid of making Ye Qingxiao unhappy, so he lowered his voice again. Turning low, he said: "Brother Huang, you come back with me! I really know I was wrong, and I will listen to you from now on."

When Ye Chenxi spoke, her breath sprayed onto Ye Qingxiao's face. Ye Qingxiao noticed how ambiguous their posture was after recovering from the dizziness, and immediately struggled: "You don't need to say more, I have made up my mind, you go back!"

Ye Chenxi refused to let him go, but hugged him even tighter: "I will go wherever you go. If you are an emperor, I will guard the East and Vietnam battlefields for you for the rest of your life; if you abdicate and live in seclusion in the mountains, I will watch with you." Mu Yu in the bamboo grove, when you get old, you will be as old as a green mountain. I will never leave you."

Ye Qingxiao lowered her eyes slowly. He had waited for this sentence for a long time, from hopeless to heartbroken, and now it finally came, but it was the next year's peach blossom, and his face was completely changed.

His ideals, self-confidence, and pride were all frozen during the long wait, leaving scars all over his body. He has abdicated the throne, and now his status is embarrassing, so he can only live in seclusion and lick his wounds alone.

But Ye Chenxi was pressing every step of the way, making him unable to breathe, his eyelashes like a feather fan trembled a few times, and said in a low voice: "Don't press me."

Ye Chenxi looked at his shockingly pale face, and her heart ached beyond measure. She didn't dare to force him anymore, so she could only say, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

Ye Qingxiao wanted to refuse at first, but she raised her eyes to meet Ye Chenxi's eyes full of regret and pain, and he swallowed back the words she was about to say. He nodded slowly, then left Ye Chenxi's embrace, tidied up. With a good skirt, Su Rong sat in a corner and said, "Go to Luoxia Valley."

Ye Chenxi lifted the curtain and said to Cui Wuya who was waiting for the order: "Go to Luoxia Valley."

Although Cui Wuya was puzzled, he still raised his whip and drove in the direction of Luoxia Valley.

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☆, (39) vow three hours

There was silence in the carriage, only the sound of horseshoes could be heard. In order not to attract attention, Wuya urged Wuya to choose a very simple carriage with a layer of silk blankets inside, and Ye Qingxiao and Ye Chenxi each occupied one side, Ye Qingxiao closed her eyes and rested her mind, while Ye Chenxi stared at Ye Qingxiao without blinking.

Ye Qingxiao was seriously injured and couldn't bear the pain of the bumps. Although Cui Wuya tried to slow down as much as possible, Ye Qingxiao still felt unwell. Trembling a few times, it was worse than being sick.

Ye Qingxiao's destination is a mountain peak near Luoxia Valley. The mountain is covered by clouds and fog, and the green trees are lush, which makes people feel clear.He originally wanted to stay here for a while to stabilize Ye Chenxi, and then find an opportunity to disappear.But at the foot of the mountain, Ye Chenxi refused to leave, but ordered the guards to build a bamboo house for Ye Qingxiao on the mountainside, make furniture, and plant herbs outside the house.

After everything was settled, Ye Chenxi stayed outside the house all day, never leaving.Ye Qingxiao has serious internal injuries, she is not suitable for walking at present, she can only play piano and chess in the house.

The wind on the mountain was cool, Ye Chenxi knew that Ye Qingxiao couldn't catch the cold, so he ordered someone to go back to the city to fetch a Chinese quilt embroidered pillow, and made soup with ginseng every day, taking care of Ye Qingxiao meticulously, but he didn't dare to enter the bamboo house easily, He just stayed outside the house, hoping to beg his brother back with a sincere heart.

Whenever Ye Qingxiao looked at Ye Chenxi who was waiting outside through the bamboo window, her heart was always in a state of confusion.He doesn't hate Ye Chenxi, because he understands that if Ye Chenxi hadn't lost his memory, then there wouldn't be this misunderstanding, and the person who caused Ye Chenxi's memory loss was him.

That person once took poison in order to protect him, was desperate to love him, and traveled thousands of miles to Tianshan Mountain to save him, and almost lost his bones and ashes in that landslide.He was very fortunate that God only took away Ye Chenxi's memory, not his life.So he didn't dare to complain, let alone hate.

It's just that things have come to this point, and he is tired.Recalling the high-spirited emperor who wrote the four characters "Tianxia Anlan" on the pillars of the palace, he just felt as if he was in a dream.

Originally, he only wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and never ask about worldly affairs.But things have exceeded his budget, Ye Chenxi wrestled with him with that rock-solid heart, Ye Chenxi waited for him to turn around, but he waited for Ye Chenxi to die.

While feeling melancholy, urged Wu Ya to open the door and enter, present him a painting respectfully, and said: "Your Majesty, this is presented by King Kang."

Ye Qingxiao reached out to take it, and then a faint smell of blood wafted into his nose, his expression changed suddenly, and he said angrily: "What is this?"

Cui Wuya trembled slightly when he heard the sound, and said cautiously: "His Royal Highness King Kang used blood as ink to draw a map of the mountains and rivers of Dongyue for His Majesty. The land drawn in the picture is exactly the northern border."

"Nonsense!" Ye Qingxiao was furious, she slapped the table with her palm, making a loud noise.Cui Wuya trembled again, and immediately fell silent.

Ye Chenxi broke in when she heard the sound, patted Ye Qingxiao on the back, and said distressedly: "Brother Huang, you hurt your heart, and you should avoid great joy and sorrow. If you are unhappy, then punish me, don't hurt me." Own."

Cui Wuya retreated quietly, and soon disappeared through the half-closed bamboo door.

Ye Qingxiao pointed at the picture of Dongyue Mountains and Rivers on the table with her trembling fingers, and scolded: "Your parents are the ones who suffer from your body, hair and skin, how can you allow you to spoil it like this!"

Ye Chenxi held Ye Qingxiao's trembling hand, with a serious expression: "Brother Emperor, I dripped blood for three hours yesterday, and vowed to defend the battlefield for you all my life, and to live up to you for the rest of my life. If you violate this oath, I am willing to suffer The pain of the five thunderbolts."

When Ye Qingxiao heard this, the blood on her handsome face faded instantly, and she said anxiously: "How can you make a poisonous oath indiscriminately!"

Ye Chenxi raised his head to meet Ye Qingxiao's gaze, his eyes were full of persistent flames, and he pressed towards Ye Qingxiao: "Brother Emperor, even if the world falls apart, I will still be the Ye Chenxi who is willing to take poison for you."

Ye Qingxiao looked at Ye Chenxi in shock, her lips trembling slightly, her mind was in chaos, she had a thousand words to say, but she could only squeeze out the word "you".

Ye Chenxi increased the strength in her hand, wrapped Ye Qingxiao's hand in her palm, and said softly: "Brother Emperor, I have already remembered that when the mountain collapsed, it was not you who wanted to kill me, but I was willing to sacrifice for you. Back then I don't believe you, but I will believe no matter what you say in the future, even if the world says you did it, even if thousands of people watch and see it, but as long as you say it wasn't you, I will believe you."

Two lines of tears slid down Ye Qingxiao's cheeks and dripped on the back of Ye Chenxi's hands, scalding hot.

This lonely emperor could sneer at the accusations of the people of the world, but he couldn't help the tears in his eyes when he heard the words he had been waiting for for many years.No one understood how bitter he felt when facing Ye Chenxi's misunderstanding.Over the past few years, he has silently endured Ye Chenxi's resentment and misunderstanding, not daring to resent or hate, but when there is no one around, the thorn in his heart will ache.

Now, the truth finally comes to light, the grievances that have been misunderstood for many years, the hesitation when the country is in turmoil, the confusion when being betrayed by his subordinates, the pain of being separated from Ye Chenxi, all the emotions that have been tolerated are surging in my heart, and the tears will stop. Can't stop, running on the increasingly thin cheeks.

Hot tears dripped on Ye Chenxi's hands, almost burning his heart, he hurriedly took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe Ye Qingxiao's face, but the tears couldn't stop, he coaxed distressedly: " Brother Huang, don't cry, I will listen to you in everything from now on. You are like this...my heart aches..."

Ye Qingxiao didn't respond to him, but closed her eyes and wept quietly.Ye Chenxi's expression was flustered and distressed, as if even he was about to cry.

After a while, Ye Qingxiao wiped away her tears with her sleeves, and said in a hoarse voice: "Chen Xi, I don't hate you."

Ye Chenxi was overjoyed when she heard the words, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Qingxiao: "But my abdication was not impulsive. After this period of time, I can see it clearly. A virtuous person touches a pillar and dies, and a military general rebels. I am not a talent for an emperor. If I don’t abdicate, how will I face my ancestors in the future?"

Ye Chenxi was shocked, and said anxiously: "All of this happened because of me, how can you blame yourself? I will be the one who will have no face to face the ancestors in the future. You love the people like a child, who is as good as you?" Can you?"

Ye Qingxiao was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I've made up my mind, you go back!"

Although Ye Chenxi wanted to persuade her again, but seeing Ye Qingxiao's tired face, she couldn't bear to press her anymore, so she had to leave temporarily.When he reached the door, he turned around again and said, "As I said, I will go wherever you go, and I will never leave you."

Ye Qingxiao turned her back to Ye Chenxi, pursed her thin lips wet with tears, but said nothing.

Ye Chenxi sighed, closed the bamboo door, and continued to guard outside.

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The next day, all the military generals from Northern Xinjiang rushed over after hearing the news, knelt outside to plead guilty to Ye Qingxiao, and begged Ye Qingxiao to return to the city.Ye Qingxiao refused to agree, so they couldn't afford to kneel down.

And Ye Chenxi continued to use blood as ink to draw his map of mountains and rivers in the East and Vietnam. On the first day he drew the northern border, on the second day the southwest, and on the third day he drew the eastern border. Every picture and every drop of blood showed that This made him determined to guard the East Vietnam battlefield for Ye Qingxiao.

Whenever Ye Qingxiao looked at the picture of the mountains and rivers of Dongyue on the case that smelled faintly of blood, she felt distressed and helpless, and even a little bit at a loss.

On the fourth day, Ye Chenxi finally fell to the ground, and was carried into Ye Qingxiao's bamboo house by the Hanyang garrison certificate.Ye Qingxiao, who was reading a book, was shocked when she saw this, and quickly ordered Guan Cunzheng to put Ye Chenxi on the bed, and tested the temperature on his forehead with his hand, and found that he had a low-grade fever.

Ye Qingxiao became a little anxious, so she asked Cui Wuya to pick some heat-reducing herbs to make soup, and then wiped Ye Chenxi's body with hot water, and then stood on the edge of the couch helplessly.

Guan Cunzheng has been helping to take care of Ye Chenxi. It was only when everything was done that he lifted his robe and knelt down resolutely: "Your Majesty, I have something to say."

Ye Qingxiao was startled when she heard the words, and then said: "If you have something to say, it's okay to say it."

Guan Cunzheng glanced at the haggard Ye Chenxi, and said: "Your Majesty misunderstood the rumors and held resentment towards His Majesty for the past few years. When the enemy country invaded, you refused to fight to the death, which caused northern Xinjiang to fall to the enemy. This is your fault." , has nothing to do with His Majesty."

Ye Qingxiao sighed softly, and said: "If the master has no virtue, the subject will rebel. This is my fault."

When Guan Cunzheng heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Your Majesty is a wise king, and the ministers are ministers who have misled the country. The ministers misbelieve the rumors, have different expectations, and use their own selfishness to destroy the overall situation of East Vietnam. It was only when we went to the national calamity that I realized my mistake. When the city of Hanyang was in crisis, His Majesty stood at the top of the city and played the flute to boost morale, all of which I saw."

After Ye Qingxiao heard this, a certain string in his heart was touched. Northern Xinjiang has always been a thorn in his heart. Whether Northern Xinjiang is peaceful or not depends entirely on Ye Chenxi's attitude.It only took Ye Chenxi to flip his palms from peace in northern Xinjiang to a dangerous situation. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change this situation.

He didn't ask the northern border generals to abandon Ye Chenxi and be loyal to him, he only asked the soldiers to fight against the enemy wholeheartedly with him and stick to the battlefield when East Vietnam was in danger.

Seeing that Ye Qingxiao was unmoved, Guan Cunzheng persuaded: "His Royal Highness King Kang has clarified the rumors. I am ashamed and willing to be punished by Your Majesty. I can swear to Your Majesty that I will never betray you in the future."

Ye Qingxiao shook her head: "This is not your choice, but Kang Wang's choice. You are just following Kang Wang's wishes."

When Guan Cunzheng heard Ye Qingxiao's words, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot nest, and said: "I believe that the person who can make His Royal Highness King Kang give up the throne and save his life again and again must have something extraordinary, I implore Your Majesty to ignore it." Let's go back to the city to deal with state affairs."

Ye Qingxiao was already in a state of confusion at this moment, he pressed his fingertips between his eyebrows and said, "Let me think about it again."

Guan Cunzheng was terrified when he heard that Ye Qingxiao refused to call himself "Zhen" anymore, but he didn't dare to disobey Ye Qingxiao's wishes, so he could only salute and retreat.

Ye Chenxi was still unstable in a coma, and kept calling in a daze, "Brother Emperor, don't go...", Ye Qingxiao felt her heart ache when she heard it, so she could only hold Ye Chenxi's hand, and use the warmth of her palm to kiss her. Soothe Ye Chenxi's frightened heart.

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☆, (forty) youthful love

At dusk, Cui Wuya asked for instructions outside the door: "Your Majesty, the national teacher is asking to see you."

Ye Qingxiao was startled when she heard the words, then she let go of Ye Chenxi's hand, quickly straightened her clothes, and said, "Please come in."

The bamboo door was slowly pushed open, revealing Mo Yichen's fairy-like face, dressed in a moon-white gown that moved with the wind, the smile on that handsome face was as bright as the moonlight, gently brushing over Ye Qingxiao's heart, soothing relieved his worries.

Mo Yichen covered the bamboo door, stepped forward to salute Ye Qingxiao: "I greet Your Majesty."

Ye Qingxiao immediately rushed over to help Mo Yichen up, and a smile finally appeared on her frowning face for many days: "Yichen, why are you here?"

After finishing speaking, Ye Qingxiao asked Mo Yichen to sit on the wooden chair in front of the table, poured him a cup of tea, and then sat down beside Mo Yichen, ready to have a long talk.

Mo Yichen's brows were full of exhaustion, but his smile never diminished. When Ye Qingxiao suffered setbacks many times, he always silently supported Ye Qingxiao with such a gentle smile. He is not Ye Qingxiao. The only support behind Xiao is Ye Qingxiao's indispensable strength, and also Ye Qingxiao's rare confidant in this life.

"I received a letter from His Royal Highness Kang, saying that your majesty was injured when he fell off a cliff. I was worried about your majesty, so I came to have a look."

Ye Qingxiao was startled when she heard the words, her brows furrowed, but she slowly let go: "Did Chen Xi call you here?"

Mo Yichen picked up the warm teacup, took a sip, but avoided Ye Qingxiao's question, and asked instead: "Your Majesty really decided to abdicate?"

Ye Qingxiao smiled bitterly, and said frankly: "I once told you that what Dongyue needs now is not a king of Wenzhi, but Emperor Wu. I really mean it."

Mo Yichen paused while drinking tea, slowly put down the teacup in his hand, looked up at Ye Qingxiao, and said: "Your Majesty is wrong, His Highness King Kang can guard the battlefield on horseback, but he cannot rule the world on horseback. His Royal Highness King Kang is good at defending the battlefield, but he has a free and easy temperament, he is not good at forbearance, and he is not supported by civil servants, how can he sit firmly on the throne?"

Ye Qingxiao was shocked when she heard this, frowned lightly, and said: "With the help of you and Youran, although there are twists and turns, I believe he can get through it safely."

Mo Yichen looked at the tea soup in the cup and was silent for a moment, then said again: "I heard that His Royal Highness Kang Wang has recovered his memory?"

Ye Qingxiao nodded, unconsciously stroking her left hand with the fingertips of her right hand, and said: "He has indeed recovered his memory."

Mo Yichen said indifferently: "Since the memory has been recovered, His Highness must regret what he did that day for the rest of his life, so how can he succeed to the throne? Besides, His Highness King Kang is extremely obsessed with His Majesty. If His Majesty abdicates and lives in seclusion, His Highness will definitely accompany you, and the constant His Royal Highness is indifferent to fame and wealth, and has no intention of succeeding to the throne, so what will happen to Dongyue?"

Ye Qingxiao's caressing fingers trembled, her ten fingers tightened suddenly, she closed her eyes and said nothing.

The sky gradually darkened, and Ye Qingxiao's thin face was gradually blurred in front of her eyes, but she still couldn't hide the sadness and hesitation between her brows.

Mo Yichen lit the lamp, and the soft halo illuminated the whole bamboo house. Mo Yichen looked out through the bamboo window, and saw the chai gate faintly, and the courtyard was lush with herbs, creating a quiet scene.Although this kind of life is leisurely, it is not suitable for the emperor in front of him, because he has great ambitions and shoulders the happiness of all the people of East Vietnam.

Mo Yichen held Ye Qingxiao's slightly trembling hand, and said in a gentle voice: "I know that your majesty has experienced hardships and gradually lost confidence, but looking at the history books, which emperor through the ages is not as twists and turns as mountains? Only gold can be seen when the waves wash away the sand. Only by shedding blood and pure fire can one develop an extraordinary mind. Now that you have finally reached a smooth road, why did your majesty stop?"

Facing this confidant for many years, Ye Qingxiao relaxed his defenses. He held Mo Yichen's hand back, and let out a helpless sigh: "During that time, the East Vietnam was full of smoke, and the ministers fell to the pillars and died. , The borderlands are full of bones, and the soldiers are full of disobedience, and they refuse to fight to the death on the battlefield. I wish I could commit suicide in front of my ancestors and apologize. Even though things have changed now, whenever I think of those years, it seems like a dream. "

"Did His Majesty forget Rose's last words? He committed suicide not because of despair, but because he hoped that His Majesty would not give up lightly."

Mo Yichen's voice was not loud, but his words struck Ye Qingxiao's heart like a torrent of bells. The scene of Luo Si's suicide was vivid in his memory, and the blood-stained corner of his clothes seemed to be still in his hand, which made his heart tremble .

Mo Yichen felt the slender fingers in his hand were icy cold, and he couldn't cover the heat. He got up and closed the window. From Ye Qingxiao's angle, he could only see his silhouette, which was flickering in the light at this moment. It seemed deserted and lonely.

"I have been in despair before, but Your Majesty gave me hope. Your Majesty once said that as long as I don't die, the Shengjia clan will never die. Now I want to say to Your Majesty that as long as you don't give up, you will always welcome Come to the peaceful and prosperous age, let all the people of East Vietnam see the happy phoenix."

After reading Ye Chenxi's letter that day, Mo Yichen instantly understood Ye Chenxi's painstaking efforts. Chen Xi hurt him too deeply, and it was not a matter of one day to restore him.

The person who is most qualified to say the above paragraph to Ye Qingxiao is Mo Yichen, because he has experienced the pain of genocide, no one understands the sadness and despair like falling into the abyss better than him, and he walked over step by step Yes, Yuxue Youqing.

After hearing this, Ye Qingxiao was really moved.He had personally contributed to the extermination of the Shengjia clan, and he had personally witnessed Mo Yichen's desperate experience. He knew that although his experience was painful, it was far inferior to Mo Yichen.He once made an oath to Mo Yichen with his own mouth that the world will be safe, and he once said that he would let all the people in Dongyue have a happy Phoenix, but now he has stopped in the face of difficulties.He may not be ashamed of the people of Dongyue, but he is only ashamed of Mo Yichen.

Seeing Ye Qingxiao's expression, Mo Yichen knew that he was a little loose, so he continued: "The person who understands His Royal Highness Kang Wang best in this world is His Majesty, Your Majesty should understand that His Highness Kang Wang will never betray again in the future, he will It will be His Majesty's strongest backing, and the northern border will no longer be a hidden danger to Dongyue in the future. If this is the case, why is Your Majesty still hesitating?"

Ye Qingxiao pursed her lips and said nothing, the ten fingers on the table were twisted white by herself, just like his pale and powerless heart now.

Mo Yichen slowly approached Ye Qingxiao, his expression was somewhat unpredictable between light and shadow, he asked softly: "Since Your Majesty thinks this memory is too painful, why don't you abandon it?" ? From now on, no matter whether you ascend the throne again or live in seclusion in the mountains, Your Majesty will not have any more burdens."

When Ye Qingxiao heard this, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly raised her head in disbelief and looked at Mo Yichen, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Abandon it?"

"Yes, I abandoned it." Mo Yichen came to Ye Qingxiao, although he smiled softly, but under the candlelight, he looked a little weird.He took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Ye Qingxiao: "This is my family's water of forgetting love. There is only this bottle left in the world. If Your Majesty drinks it, he will be able to forget everything, and all the pain and confusion will be gone. It disappears with its medicinal power. I can help His Majesty escape from His Royal Highness Kang Wang, and let His Majesty live the leisurely life he yearns for."

Ye Qingxiao stared blankly at the porcelain bottle in Mo Yichen's hand, the soft candlelight brushed on his face, revealing the wrinkles between his brows, but couldn't reflect the emotion in his eyes.He didn't reach out to pick it up, but just stood quietly opposite Mo Yichen, the atmosphere was weird.

After a while, there was a smile line on Mo Yichen's lips, and he asked, "Is Your Majesty unwilling to drink?"

Ye Qingxiao finally lowered her eyes, although her hands hidden under her clothes were trembling slightly, but his voice was extremely calm: "I don't want to."

Mo Yichen put the porcelain bottle back into his sleeve pocket, and asked again: "Since this memory makes Your Majesty so painful, why does Your Majesty refuse to forget it?"

Ye Qingxiao's voice was a bit bitter, but firm as a rock: "Although it makes me suffer, it is the most precious memory that I don't want to give up."

In this memory, there is a person who loves and protects him at all costs, waits for him for many years, abandons the world for him, crosses thousands of rivers and mountains to save him, and finally proves his love with his life at the end.Although this memory is not perfect, although the person in the end left scars on his heart one after another, he is still glad to meet this person on this trip to the world.

Mo Yichen kept staring at Ye Qingxiao, not letting go of every tremor in the corners of his eyes and brows.After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, showing a warm smile, and the strange and silent atmosphere in the room gradually disappeared with his smile.

"I lied to Your Majesty, there is no such thing as Wangqing water in this world, it's just a bottle of ordinary stream water."

Ye Qingxiao looked at Mo Yichen in surprise, and suddenly remembered that when Mo Yichen had the will to die, he sent Zhu Li to give a pot of ginseng wine, but deliberately made Mo Yichen think it was poisonous wine, and asked him to relieve it. knotted.

Now, Mo Yichen also used a bottle of "Forgetting Love Water" to relieve his knots.At the moment of epiphany, his heart felt warm, the coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the contours of his entire face were softened by the candlelight.

"Yichen, thank you."

Mo Yichen and Ye Qingxiao looked at each other with a sincere tone: "Since Your Majesty can't let go, why don't you give yourself and His Highness Kang Wang a chance? If His Majesty leaves here, it will not only hurt His Highness Kang Wang, but also hurt himself."

After talking with Mo Yichen, Ye Qingxiao felt relieved a little, he pressed the center of his brow lightly, and said: "Let me think about it again."

"The minister retreated first, Your Majesty should rest earlier!" After speaking, Mo Yichen saluted and retreated slowly.When he was about to reach out to open the door, Ye Qingxiao's voice came from behind: "You and Xue Lingyun..."

At this moment, there was a lingering and clear sound of the piano outside the door, which wiped away the coldness of the moonlit night and warmed one's heart suddenly.And this song is exactly the pledge made by Xue Lingyun back then.

Ye Qingxiao suddenly realized, looked at the stunned Mo Yichen, and said in a warm voice: "Such an arrogant person is willing to play such a lingering tune for you in front of the generals. You don't need others to say much about this kind of heart, you should understand it." gone."

Mo Yichen turned his head and smiled lightly: "I've figured it out a long time ago. Life is rushed for decades, and it's fleeting. Instead of missing it in obsession, it's better to give each other another chance. At least at the moment of death, when you look back on your life, you won't miss it." Sorry for missing it."

After all, Mo Yichen opened the door and walked out. Ye Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, and then turned to Ye Chenxi, who was still unconscious. The blood on his face had faded from the daily fatigue, and he was extremely haggard. It doesn't look like it used to.

Ye Qingxiao walked over, sat down on the edge, listened to the sound of the zither, gently traced Ye Chenxi's eyebrows with her fingertips, and sighed softly.

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☆, (41) willing to be a double bird

When Mo Yichen walked out of the bamboo house, there was a light shadow sitting under the bright moonlight, stroking the strings with his fingers back and forth, the man's brows were smiling, softening the slightly sharp face.

Mo Yichen stood on the spot, staring blankly at this silhouette who had been watching for who knows how many years, he felt a warm current stuck in his throat, and even his eyes were dimmed.

The silk strings are like boiling, echoing in the empty mountains and fields, each tune is full of affection, even the generals of northern Xinjiang kneeling under the bamboo fence are moved by it.

After a while, Xue Lingyun began to sing, and the familiar lyrics lingered in his ears. The loud singing voice was the same as back then, as if he had returned to the gazebo of that year. I wrote a word to synthesize the title of the song, knowing that this relationship is impossible, but still with a trace of stubbornness in my heart, one person wrote the mountain alliance, and the other wrote the sea oath, and this song entrusted their deep love for the sea, and made them become each other's love. robbery.

Xue Lingyun felt the light in Mo Yichen's eyes, and raised his eyes to look back at Mo Yichen. The face that was extinguished by the flames was still as handsome as before, but it was a little less youthful, and it was more beautiful than when they broke up. A little less vicissitudes, a little more calm and indifferent.

Until the end of the song, Mo Yichen still couldn't look away. He looked at Xue Lingyun looking at him for a moment and then stroked the strings. The mournful melody flowed slowly in the wind, like weeping.

Xue Lingyun's clear voice spread out in the wind, singing an entangled past.

The world of mortals, return to a different way, once vowed to live up to it for the rest of my life

Shaohua is far away, it is difficult to look back, all love is heart-breaking poison

Yaoqin complains, breaks the heart and bones, the strings are broken, and the beautiful shadow is alone

Valley of Unrequited Love, Place of Unrequited Love, Spare Book of Blood

Mo Yichen closed his eyes, and fell into the memory with the singing, thinking of the qin and flute harmony that broke their hearts at Duanqingya, Xue Lingyun threw the qin away after the song was over, and he could only I feel melancholy for the broken strings all over the floor.It is said that it is to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, but it is just deceiving oneself and others. After so many years, how can I forget it?

The pillow is icy cold, the youth is shaking, and the spring breeze is green again

Past shadows and dreams, talking and laughing, bending bows and crossbows, dancing with yellow sand

The mournful melody gradually became lingering, the treble turned down, Xue Lingyun glanced at Mo Yichen again, and began to sing softly about their youthful and frivolous years.

Sleeves loosened, a jug of wine, all the silver lamps, the sky is not yet dawn

At the end of the year, when the drums are heard, the long distance is broken in the beacon fire

Xuanji comes out, ten thousand bones wither, and green blood is not dry to reflect the mausoleum soil

Old favors, broken jade candles, forget the rivers and lakes, forget the rivers and lakes

Before the memory of that good time is over, the sound of the piano turns high again, and the style of the song is smooth and strong, but with lingering sadness.This passage sang their most painful memories. Dongyue surrendered, Xue Lingyun promised to live up to him for life, and finally persuaded him, but it led to the extermination of the Shengjia clan. And he and Xue Lingyun have been their own masters since then, going further and further apart.

After listening to this paragraph, he and Xue Lingyun looked at each other through the faint moonlight, and both of them vaguely saw the tears in each other's eyes.

Several degrees of autumn rain, North and South Duoqi Road, the voice of the young man has been blurred

Jinse repairs bamboo, one string and one pillar, lamenting the vicissitudes of life

At this time, Hua Lie's singing voice turned low again, singing about the vicissitudes of life.Xue Lingyun made a piano for him and named it Jixin. Its sound is extremely sad, but he regards it as a treasure.

The world of mortals, return to a different way, once vowed to live up to it for the rest of my life

Shaohua is far away, it is difficult to look back, all love is heart-breaking poison

Yaoqin complains, breaks the heart and bones, the strings are broken, and the beautiful shadow is alone

Unfeeling Valley, the place where love is broken, the spare blood book is passed down through the ages

After lamenting the vicissitudes of life, the sound of the song gradually rose, echoing in the myriad ravines, the sound was solemn and stirring, which made the listeners feel sad.Mo Yichen listened quietly to their past, and his mood fluctuated with the tone.

The song is not long, but it expresses their lifetime fate. Although they once thought that this life was impossible, they couldn't let go of each other after all.They are not people who are easily emotional. After being emotional, they are too serious. It is a lifetime thing to make a promise. After walking around for such a long way, in the end, they still don't want to be each other's regrets.

A gust of wind hit, and Mo Yichen's white clothes danced with the wind, light and graceful.

Xue Lingyun's heart skipped a beat, and he started stroking the strings again. This time it was another lingering tune, but it was the famous song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

If Mo Yichen didn't understand Xue Lingyun's actions anymore, it would be in vain for them to know each other.He approached Xue Lingyun who was playing the piano step by step, and Xue Lingyun was playing the piano very attentively, with tenderness and affection between his brows.The famous song was sung by Xue Lingyun's clear voice, with cadence and twists and turns, telling his love that has been wasted for many years.

There is a beautiful woman who will never forget.

I don’t see you in a day, thinking like crazy.

Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world.

Helpless ladies, not in the East Wall.

Talk about the Qin on behalf of the heart, and talk about it.

When will I see Xu Xi, comfort me in my hesitation.

Wish to match virtue, hand in hand.

Don’t fly, make me perish.

Mo Yichen was standing beside him listening to the music, his handsome brows stretched out, and there was a faint smile on his lips.After the song, Xue Lingyun let go of the strings, looked up at Mo Yichen, and squeezed out a voice from his dry throat: "Yichen, just now all the big brothers in Northern Xinjiang told me about the Tianshan Mountain back then, I... "

A smile appeared on Mo Yichen's handsome face, and he interrupted him: "You don't need to say anything, I understand."

With their tacit understanding for many years, how could he not see clearly the sadness and remorse hidden in Xue Lingyun's eyes?He could understand the meaning of Xue Lingyun's every movement of raising his eyebrows and every movement of his eyes. Even though this was a tacit understanding cultivated over time, if he didn't care, how could he always pay attention to his every frown and smile?

"I know a lot of things that you will understand even if I don't say them, but this is the only thing I have to say myself." Xue Lingyun held Mo Yichen's hand, and said in a bitter voice, "It was my fault back then, I didn't believe You, broke your heart, can you forgive me?"

Mo Yichen's originally indifferent eyes gradually softened, he held Xue Lingyun's hand instead, and said with a smile: "Is there any need to talk about this between you and me?"

Maybe he was sad and desperate because of this, but after these years of separation and reunion, he has long been bearish.Just like what he and Ye Qingxiao said, youth is fleeting, and it is better to cherish each other than leaving a lifetime of regrets.He should be thankful that he met this person in the mortal world, and this person is still by his side after Qian Fan died.

Xue Lingyun saw understanding and tolerance from the soft eyes, and his heart gradually warmed up like a melting glacier. He had a lot of things he wanted to say to Mo Yichen, but he felt that no words could express his love for Mo Yichen. In the end, I had to say: "Yichen, I have been young and frivolous in my life, I have done wrong things, and I have broken your heart, but no matter in the past or in the future, you are my only one. I once promised to live up to you forever. You, now my mind is still the same, what do you...how about it?"

The generals in northern Xinjiang, who had been kneeling for several days, had been listening to the piano with bated breath, and were always paying attention to the development of things. Now that they heard this, how could they bear it?