Suya

It's night, the moon is bright and the stars are few, and the moon is shining like practice, pouring on the glazed tiles.At this time, it was just the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, and the lights of various colors were hung high, the lights were brilliant, and there were singing and dancing everywhere.

A black shadow flashed under the cold moonlight, fleeting and silent.

Feng Chen stood on the winding corridor, blue and dark shadows covered his stern face, and the clear moonlight streamed in his amber pupils.

A person stood quietly at the end of the corridor.

Li Xiruo changed the complicated sacrificial attire she wore during the day, and now she only put on a moon white gown casually, with the collar slightly open, exposing her collarbone.The water-blue girdle was wrapped around his waist lightly, making him stand out from the world. At a glance, he looked a bit like the holy statue on the altar that thousands of people worshiped.

Feng Chen couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled strangely: "Master Guoshi came to greet him in person..." He stepped forward, pinched Li Xiruo's chin, lowered his head, and looked into his eyes: "Are you so anxious to see me?"

Li Xiruo looked at him blankly, and said flatly: "Yes."

Feng Chen suddenly had the feeling that a local ruffian wanted to moles a good woman, but in the end he was molested instead.

Feng Chen was a little upset, and after he regained his composure, he stroked Li Xiruo's graceful neck with his fingers, touching and pinching very obscenely.

"I said, Master Guoshi, have you fallen in love with me? Otherwise, how could you let me in so easily."

Li Xiruo looked at him calmly.

Feng Chen raised his eyebrows, raised his hand that was originally on Li Xi Ruo's neck, curled his index finger, and scraped along his clearly defined jaw.

Li Xiruo raised her face slightly following his movements, and her obsidian-like eyelashes trembled slightly, which made people feel pity.

"Master, how can you be so calm, are you really not afraid of me?"

Li Xiruo frowned, looked into Feng Chen's eyes seriously, as if he was looking for something, and then a look of disappointment gradually appeared in his deep, dark eyes: "Feng Chen..." He opened his eyes. He opened his mouth, his voice trembling, as if trying to suppress some emotion: "You really don't remember me?"

Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, doubts abounded in his heart, and his thoughts of teasing the other party faded away. He stared at Li Xiruo carefully for a while, then withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and said, "Master, I have two things here. , I want to know why you backed down again and again during the fight this morning?"

"We used to know each other." Li Xiruo spoke slowly, his voice was low and sweet, which made people think about it, but his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, looking very painful: "You... really don't remember me ?"

Feng Chen looked at him, no teasing or joking thoughts in his heart at all, he thought about it seriously for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't remember."

Disappointment could not be concealed on Li Xiruo's face. He lowered his eyes and looked at the ground for a while, then raised his head to look at Feng Chen, and said with expectation in his eyes: "Then you still remember that seven years ago, you led the army to cross Han the river?"

Hanhe?

Feng Chen looked at him in surprise.

When the former king ordered the attack on Qin State, Feng Chen personally led the army. He originally wanted to cross the Xun State from east to west and go straight to the capital of Qin State. He didn't want to be besieged by bandits on Yanhan Mountain. The army was trapped on the mountain, and Feng Chen was seriously injured. His life was hanging by a thread. Fortunately, he met the Di people who lived in seclusion here. With their help, he managed to save his life.

After hiding in the village for ten days, the army left from Hanhe in the north of Yanhan Mountain under the guidance of the Di people.

When Feng Chen and his army arrived at Qin State day and night, another army sent by Feng State was attacking the city.

Feng Qin's two armies were evenly matched, and they had been stalemate for ten days.The arrival of Feng Chen is no different from the heavenly soldiers. After a day and night of siege, the army of Qin State abandoned the city and surrendered. Feng Chen led the army and drove straight into the imperial city, beheading the head of the monarch of Qin State on the palace. .

After conquering Qin State, the ruler of Feng State declared that Feng Xun and the two countries had already reached an agreement to let Feng State's army pass through the territory of Xun State and go to Qin State. Trapped the country's army on Yanhan Mountain.Such acts of treachery cannot be forgiven, so he ordered the army to go to Xunguo immediately to take the head of the king of Xunguo.

More than a month later, Fengguo's army invaded Xunguo, and Xunguo resisted desperately. Five days later, Xunguo's army was defeated and forced to retreat to the Huaihe River.

Fengguo annexed two countries in just two months, shocking the whole world.

Many people know this period of history, but what people don't know is that Feng Chen's army did not defeat the bandits as rumored, and left Xunguo from Yuming Pass at the foot of Yanhan Mountain.

When Feng Chen left Yanhan Mountain, he made an oath to the Di people that he would never reveal to anyone that he lived in seclusion here, so no one else knew except the army who was besieged with him at that time. Pass such a group of people who are indifferent to the world, and under their guidance, cross the turbulent Han River.

Feng Chen was very puzzled, how could the national teacher who was away from the country know about this matter that even the king of Feng country didn't know about it.

Li Xiruo seemed to see through his doubts, and said softly: "At that time, there was a turmoil in Li, and my master and I fled there to avoid being killed."

Feng Chen suddenly realized that everyone had met each other many years ago, no wonder the national teacher backed down everywhere during the fight, he must have recognized himself at that time.

Li Xiruo: "You really don't remember me?"

Feng Chen blinked, trying to recall, a blurry figure flashed in his mind, but he couldn't see it clearly.

In the end, he shook his head dejectedly, looked at Li Xiruo, and after a moment of staring blankly at him, Li Xiruo stepped forward and grabbed his hand as if he suddenly remembered something, and said in a low voice: "After a hundred years, return to his residence. After a hundred years, return to his room."

"After a hundred years, return to its home..."

Feng Chen repeated it in a murmur, only to feel that the words were very familiar, and a layer of mist was dimly diffused in front of his eyes, and there was a picturesque scene in the mist, with colorful falling flowers, singing and singing, thousands of trees and thousands of trees The pears on the top are as white as snow and the peaches are as red as clouds, and the clear springs under the trees are tinkling.

There was a person standing in the spring and looking at him with a smile. His laughter was as clear as a silver bell, and the sound was so heart-rending. The clear and shallow spring water flowed through the white ankles of that person, spinning out lingering water patterns, but that person His face was always blurred.

Then he heard a voice calling: "Ruo'er."

That voice was very much like his own.

Feng Chen couldn't help frowning. He remembered that place, the place where he and the army hid on Yanhan Mountain. Although seven years had passed, when he dreamed back at midnight, he would still vaguely think of this beautiful paradise Pure Land, however, he didn't remember at all, he once stood by the spring and saw such a person.

Who is this man?Did these scenarios really exist, or were they just figments of my own imagination?

Feng Chen racked his brains and carefully recalled all the things that happened in the Di Clan's village at that time, but he still found nothing.

He was a little frustrated.

He has always believed in his own memory, and he has never tried to forget something so completely that he doesn't even know if it really happened. This is not a good sign, there must be something strange, and the source of this strangeness may be On this seemingly distant national teacher.

Ruoer... Ruoer...

Feng Chen silently recited this title that was not really a name a few times, then looked at the national teacher who was still holding onto his sleeve, and said tentatively, "Ruo'er."