Narada world

There was a flagon in front of the tomb of clothes, accompanied by willow and bamboo quietly, looking at Qingyu helplessly.She was already slightly drunk, but she became more and more sober when she was drunk.Waist-length hair was waving wantonly in the wind, Yi Qingyu took out a delicate dagger from his waist, stroked the hair, and cut off a handful.

She turned her fingertips lightly, twisted the red thread into a knot, and then opened the layer of soil on the tomb, and a light wooden box came into view. When it was opened, it contained Liu Zhu's favorite set of clothes during his lifetime, and Yi Qingyu. A pair of sapphire long flutes for her, with Qing Yu's name engraved on them.

"There are often people who say that we have a relationship as a husband and wife. They failed to marry you when they were alive, but they stayed with you after death. Now there is nothing that can separate us." Yi Qingyu talked to Liu Zhu in a low voice, she was afraid of her Lonely, I will talk to her here every day, talking about the past, thinking of the past, she can hardly hide her smile, and only at such moments, Yi Qingyu will smile again and again.

Every year in this month, she will cluster a strand of hair to accompany her.Yi Qingyu seems to have forgotten that there is another person beside her. She is facing the tomb of clothes, but she sighs that the person she misses is right in front of her eyes, but she doesn't know it.

She picked up the sapphire long flute, the name of this flute was chosen by Liu Zhu, and it sounds like Qingyu's name, she couldn't put it down, she used to always like to play a song. "Bi Luo Kong Ting Qu", "A Feather in the Blue Sky", "Drunk and Happy" and other folk popular lyrics and music are all written by Liu Zhu, but few people know that she is a master of lyrics and music.

She is the most talented woman in the world, the most gentle and quiet woman, and the woman Yi Qingyu wants to protect all his life.However, good fortune tricks people, yin and yang are separated, life and life are separated, her encounter with Liuzhu actually ruined her life, otherwise she would still be a female quyi teacher praised by everyone in Yu Kingdom, and would not be persecuted by the Queen Mother just because of falling in love with her .

"Your tunes are like high mountains and flowing water. I know that your love for me is buried in those lyrics and songs. However, your Ayu can only dance with guns and swords, but can't sing the songs of still waters and deep streams. But I Zhu'er has never disliked me, which song should I play today?" Yi Qingyu raised his hand to pick up the jade flute while speaking, showing a slight smile.

Liu Zhu on the side only felt the pain in his chest until he was suffocating.This time it was not a disease, but a pain in the internal organs like ten thousand ants gnawed.With every breath she exhaled, her heart was pulled, she only felt her chest throbbing, and a fishy and sweet air rushed into her throat, she covered her mouth and choked lightly, trying to suppress the discomfort.

Yi Qingyu holds a flute in his hand, gently swings it in the crook of his arm, and caresses it with his slender hands.The flute body is like bamboo, its color is like jade, and its sound is melodious. She used to like to listen to willow and bamboo playing and playing music.Now she has learned how to play by herself, but Liu Zhu can no longer hear her.

"Qing Yu, how about playing a song "Qing Yi Yuan", this song is well-known outside, and it is very popular with romantic talents from big families." Liu Zhu said slowly, tearing at his throat.

Yi Qingyu raised her head slightly, her eyes were slightly red, the corners of her lips trembled slightly, her slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed, and there seemed to be a trace of surprise and amazement in her eyes, "Do you still know "Qing Yi Yuan", can you play the song?"

"A little bit." Liu Zhu kept rubbing her fingertips against her palms, feeling her chest throbbing, and she was trying to suppress the discomfort in her chest with willpower.

"Then..."Qing Yiyuan", you come." Yi Qingyu handed her the flute, Liu Zhu's eyes lit up, he raised his hand and hesitated for a moment.Yi Qingyu took advantage of the opportunity to put the flute into her palm, and she instinctively caught it.

"Qing Yi Yuan" is the last song Liu Zhu composed before his death, and it was composed for Qing Yu.The style of this song is mellow and brisk, and the melody contains a long stream of water. Liu Zhu loves to caress the long flute, and his thoughts are like flowing water.

"Then I'll make a fool of myself." Her thin pale lips were pressed against the sound hole, her arms were slightly forward, and she was holding a flute in both hands, with naturally curved fingers.

The long-standing and well-established flute sounded, the rhythm was patchwork, and memories flashed in my mind.Yiqing Yu sat in front of the tomb with his sleeves brushed, his long hair dragged to the ground and raised gently.She stretched out her hand to hug the tablet with Liu Zhu's name engraved on it, leaning against it, stroking the blood engraved lettering with her fingertips, her mood sank to the bottom.

For so many years, she could only hug Liuzhu's memorial tablet in front of the tomb, her only thought, the only thing she could entrust was the intimacy brought by the name "Liuzhu".She was isolated from the world, and her heart was covered with dust. She wanted to have no more ripples, but after so many years, she still couldn't let go.Every month today, she is in unbearable pain. She often wants to kill herself, but she can't let go of Yun Jin's mother and son.

"Zhu'er, I'll hold you, so you won't be afraid~" Yi Qingyu's eyes were distracted, her eyes were full of sadness, and the cold wooden tablet in her arms didn't have a trace of warmth.But even so, she likes to stick her face to the word "Liu Zhu" on the tablet, which makes her feel that she is sticking to her bamboo.

Looking at Qingyu's infatuation and pain, two lines of hot tears from Liuzhu, slid down his cheeks, and slowly flowed down from the white jade mask.The fingers holding the long flute trembled slightly, and the corners of the mouth with tears glistened with blood, but it did not affect the beautiful tune, but the tune suddenly became sad. She didn't move, her fingers gradually weakened, but the blood gushed out from her mouth, Bicui's long flute was stained with blood, but she still didn't stop playing.

Because this is Qing Yu's favorite piece, she wants to play it to her in full.

Yi Qingyu was immersed in her own grief, and never noticed Liu Zhu's abnormality. She closed her eyes slightly and fell into the memory.Every day, the pictures of being together are repeated in her mind. As she gets older, the willow and bamboo in her memory become clearer and clearer.She will always stay in the year when they separated. When she is old, if Zhu'er is alive, will she still be so pure and perfect, so beautiful that she doesn't seem to be contaminated by a speck of dust in the world.

"Hoo~" Hearing a muffled hum, Yi Qingyu suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head and found that Liu Zhu was spitting out blood, and the sapphire flute was already red. Resting on the Fengmen acupoint, supporting her weak body, she asked nervously, "Aying, how are you?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough ~~" There was blood on the corners of Liu Zhu's lips, and her mouth was blushing, but she still held the flute tightly, raised her hand with difficulty, and choked up: "I'm sorry.... The flute.....stained..."

"Don't talk!" Yi Qingyu frowned subconsciously, raised her voice in an eager tone, put Xiao aside, and wiped the blood on her hands with her sleeves.

"Qing Yu~~" Liu Zhu insisted on calling her name.

"I'm here, I won't leave, stop talking." Yi Qingyu held her face in his hands, wiped the blood stains from the corner of her mouth, his heart was churning, and he felt an inexplicable distress.Willow and bamboo are very thin, and they are afraid of being strangled when they are held in their hands, and they are afraid of being lost if they are loosened. How can there be such a weak person?

Yi Qingyu took the pulse for her, her brows were knit into the word Chuan, her pulse was weak, and her breath was disordered. She never thought that her lung disease had become so serious, her internal organs were all damaged, and she might suddenly collapse one day, unable to breathe anymore. wake up.

"Actually, I can't live for two years, right?" Liu Zhu's body knew it, and her heart knew it was more serious than what Qing Yu said.

Yi Qingyu remained silent, feeling an uncontrollable feeling of discomfort, not knowing why she would feel this way.She resists these superfluous emotions, and also hates that she has strange emotions towards people other than Liuzhu.

Liu Zhu leaned against Qing Yu's arms, raised her eyes to see Qing Yu's face, even though she was 40 years old, she was still so charming, the years have never changed her, but she has a restrained beauty, Liu Zhu couldn't help but want to touch her face In the end, she just moved her fingers and limply in her arms, "Qingyu, don't tell Xun'er, okay?"

"You'll be fine, I'll take you to Guiguzi." Yi Qingyu's voice was a little heavy.

"No~~ You have already obtained the true biography of Guiguzi. If you are helpless, even Guiguzi himself may only last my life for one year." Liu Zhu spoke calmly, looking at Qingyu's blood-stained hand, she shook it lightly, trying to Wipe her clean with your fingertips.

"Don't wipe it~" Yi Qingyu shook off her hand, but it caused a pain in Liu Zhu's heart. She thought that Qingyu was disgusted with her physical contact again.She got up slowly, but was held down by Yi Qingyu and hugged into her arms, "Don't move around, give me a hug for a while."

Can't tell why, Yi Qingyu wants to hold her in his arms, fate has given her so much torture, Yi Qingyu feels that she is so distressing at this moment.Liu Zhu leaned on Qing Yu's wrist, holding her tightly with both hands, it will be fine in a while, just in a while, let her yearn for Qing Yu's embrace again, let her wish for one more time before she dies.Even if this moment is a dream, she doesn't want to wake up.

"Qingyu~ Your embrace is very warm, I am very happy in this life, if I die in the Pipa Forest, can you bury me here." She wants to die in the Pipa Forest, she wants to truly accompany Qing Yu, die It turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated in the loquat forest. If people really have souls, she might still come back to see her every day.

"You should go back to your roots, you shouldn't be buried here." Yi Qingyu's voice became low, and a strong sense of depression came over her heart.

"I have no home, here is my root."

Where there is Qingyu, that is her home.

Yi Qingyu helped her stand up, and smiled softly, with a hint of freedom amidst the bitterness.She helped willow and bamboo to the side of the tree and let her lean on it.She re-paved the tomb of clothes and said nothing more.

"Qingyu?" Liuzhu didn't know what she meant, and Yiqingyu stood with her hands behind her back, looking at the jungle behind the tomb in a daze, she suddenly turned around, with a helpless smile, "If you want to be buried in the loquat forest, you can get Bring your own coffin." After speaking, he lightly waved his sleeves, the internal force drove the airflow, and a strong wind was blown up, and the jungle behind the tomb suddenly loosened.

Seeing a wooden coffin, Liu Zhu stood up in horror and moved forward with difficulty.The coffin seems to be newly made, but the wood has gradually turned yellow, as if it has been aged for some time.Liu Zhu's heart trembled slightly, but she just shook her head again and again, wanting to avoid all this, whether or not she wanted to believe it was true.

"Qing Yu~don't~~" Liu Zhu shouted this sentence over and over again in her heart, she didn't want Qing Yu to do stupid things, she wanted her to live a good life!

"On the day Jin'er got married, I made this coffin. I was afraid that she would be lonely, so I wanted to accompany her. But later, Jin'er was pregnant with Guo'er, and she was alone in the court. What if she was bullied? What should Guoer do if she is wronged?" While speaking, Yi Qingyu kept stroking the coffin back and forth, as if confiding, but also as if muttering to himself, "Look, the wood of the coffin is dry, and I haven't even touched it yet." Go to hell."

"Qingyu...you can't do this...you can't..." Liu Zhu moved towards her with trembling legs, Yi Qingyu looked calm and calm, "There is no joy in life, no fear in death I’m just afraid that after meeting her, they will ask me, why don’t you stay with Jin’er well? Leaving her alone in that indifferent palace, I know the Queen Mother treats her very well, but...is it good? Ironically, the queen mother killed Zhu'er, but she loves Jin'er in every possible way, treating her as her own."

"Yes, she will blame you, she will definitely blame you~" Liu Zhu's tone was a little hurried, Yi Qingyu looked at her and chuckled, "She won't blame me, my Zhu'er is the most gentle woman in the world, She can't bear me...I can't bear her even more..."

With tears streaming down his cheeks, Liu Zhu rushed forward, hugged her tightly, and held her tightly by the corner of her clothes, "Qingyu, don't do stupid things, okay? Don't..."

There was wind and frost hidden under the brown pupils, and Liu Zhu's tears fell like rain, and the tears slid down on the blood stains remaining on the corners of her lips, piercing Qing Yu's heart with pain.She stretched out her hand and touched her face, her hand was blocked by the cold mask, she opened her fingers, and with a little force, Liu Zhu's mask would be taken off.

"You..." Yi Qingyu was just about to lift her mask to find out, when she suddenly sensed someone approaching the loquat forest, she turned her head and looked into the depths of the forest, "Someone has entered the loquat forest, maybe It's Jin'er, don't move here." After she finished speaking, she stepped on the universe, tapped her toes, and flew up the branch as lightly as a swallow, and floated towards the entrance of the loquat forest.

"Jin'er is here, Jin'er..."