Qinglian Snow Heavy

Even if it is waiting to be implicated, pain, and punished, it is like this for the resolute Qin who saved her mother in Tongfenglou, and for her demanding brother in the iron hooves of the fierce horse. This is how she celebrates her mother's life Knowing that he would be punished by his father, he still sneaked out, and then caused trouble and heavy responsibility.Now because of that inexplicable xun color, he actually forgot the punishment and humiliation a moment ago, covered in tears, and still walked into the deep fog without hesitation.But is it really inexplicable?

The dense fog was thick, and Qinglian's figure had long been lost in the vastness. Wang Li turned down the high platform silently, holding the blood-stained pipa in his arms, wrapped in silk cloth.Wang Li stayed up all night, so he wiped the blood on the carvings in the music room, so he knew every move of Qinglian going downstairs.

Looking at the pipa in his hand, Wang Li couldn't help but smile wryly, what a similar experience, how many years ago he did not hesitate to use two pairs of pliers to destroy those jade hands, but in the end, he was the only one left to wipe the pipa on his own. There were bloodstains, but the extraordinary music and the emerald-like expression on the forehead were deeply imprinted in Zi Ye's heart, just like today.

Yan Lan was let go in the foggy night, but unexpectedly this was the real destruction of Zi Ye.Wang Li returned to the music room and put the pipa on the shelf, looking at the dark red blood on Lian Rui that could not be wiped away, thinking of Zi Ye, Yingrui whom he had taken care of since he was a child after Yan Lan escaped, completely demented Messed up, heartbroken to death.Wang Li closed his eyes, as if he saw Jia Rui's eyes when he was about to leave, as if it was yesterday, and now it happened again, the world reincarnates, and everything is beyond his control.

夜思

After tossing and turning all night, thinking hard, the emperor who always flatters his attendants and Yan Yan lost his temper on a rare occasion today. Jiarui didn't summon some small eunuchs to have fun after arriving at the Chaohua Palace from Lan □, but punished several ignorant ones for flattery. A group of servants serve carefully.Seeing that the emperor had entered the Xixinzhai, Wu De was also relieved and led the crowd to hide, because today he no longer has to serve this unkind emperor.

Xixinzhai is the study set up by Jiarui in Chaohua Palace. Even if he indulges in sensuality, Jiarui insists on staying here every night and keeps people away.The red candles on the desk were bursting and the notes on the desk were scattered and chaotic. Jia Ruixian lay on the bamboo couch staring blankly at the dripping candle tears, unable to sleep, deep in thought.

Although Jiarui does not personally handle government affairs, every day the Empress Dowager Huimin at Chenxi Palace will send someone to send me a day's memorial. Of course, all of them are annotated. In the eyes of outsiders, this is just a one-off. Will you watch it?But in the eyes of those close to me, this is a kind of demonstration, a proud show off by those who seize power. However, no matter what others think, Jiarui insists on watching it every day. He is no stranger, and Jiarui has also learned a lot of political skills from the memorials and instructions, but today he can't even look at the memorials.

Tears and candles are shaken and burned short, and sorrow is moved by hatred and separation.If you close your eyes, you can't see the red candle tears, but you can't avoid Qinglian's burning eyes. Today's ups and downs, sadness, and sorrowful melody linger in your ears.Qinglian originally composed the tune to reflect Jia Rui's state of mind, and Jia Rui is even more unforgettable at this time.There was the tossing heartbeat beside her ears, and clear eyes in front of her eyes. Qinglian never evaded the questioning of her own eyes in that Xiao Ran music from the beginning to the end, and the same persistent gaze was deeply imprinted on Jiarui just like now. in front of the eyes.

I don't know how long she tossed and turned on the couch, until at last Jiarui couldn't hold back the feelings in her heart anymore, she got up in her clothes, picked up the pottery xun placed on the bookcase and tied it around her waist. .Now that Jiarui is being foolish and hides his wisdom, he seldom goes to the Imperial Study Room to see the Taifu, so Xixinzhai has become a place where Jiarui reads and asks advice.It was rumored that the emperor was devoted to the spring rolls here, and he kept people away after being bumped into by Mrs. Yan. In fact, these were just deliberately done by Jiarui, so that he could have this clean place to study and understand politics.

In the middle of the night, the emperor's night tour did not disturb anyone because a group of servants had already avoided it.Jia Rui was disturbed, and wanted to clear his mind in the cool night, but he unexpectedly came to the lotus lake on the Liudi.A long corridor meanders out from the dark lotus leaves in front of you, and the lake in the distance is clearly outlined, and the window screens reveal soft colors, but there is a layer of darkness.

Listening to Wang Li's report, Qinglian had already been to that torture room, and there was no other reaction other than shock and fear. She probably didn't know all kinds of Qinglian who came to Yanlan.Thinking of Yan Lan, Jia Rui stopped walking, and the unavoidable hatred in his heart came to him again. Although his father treated him like this, he also did this for him, even at the expense of destroying his own reputation, and forced him to marry him with the fate of the city and the country. When he came back, he hated Yan Lan for running away, and his father soon died of depression.

Jiarui was still young at the time, so he only knew this, but just thinking of these scales, Jiarui felt furious in his heart. The Lantai in front of him, since Yan Lan escaped, Zi Ye locked himself here until his death. Shi Jiarui has never seen his beloved father.

Thinking of this, Jiarui was disturbed, walked down the covered bridge, ignored Lantai, and walked slowly around the willow embankment.Hearing the sound of more drums in the distance, it’s almost morning, Jiarui couldn’t help raising his eyes, but the sky was still dark, the wind was calm and the willows were drooping, and the distance seemed to be misty, and after a while, a heavy fog Arriving quietly, without knowing the way forward, Jiarui walked along the willow embankment until he came to the bamboo forest in the mist.

Jia Rui walked in, and found that there were clog marks on the soft moss on the ground. Around a clearing in the depths of the bamboo forest, some broken bamboos were lifted up and inserted into the soil. Was the finger sword cut off during the song?How could someone help it up again? Didn't Wang Li mean that the entire bamboo forest was moved many years ago, and it has long since become self-contained and no one has taken care of it. Besides, the area around Lantai was forbidden by the late Emperor Zi Ye, so no one would come here. , then who will do these things in front of you?

If Qinglian bumped into her that day just by chance, then what she saw before her was intentional, Qinglian, did you come to this place yesterday morning?Thinking of this, Jiarui felt a little relieved, and the corner of his mouth curved into a curve that he didn't even notice.Untie the Tao Xun tied between the robes, put it on your lips, and blow it up, Jin Se Hua Nian, Qinglian, will you come and meet?

I remember that day in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, I casually fiddled with Qinglian’s qin, and I couldn’t help but find it funny when I received Qinglian’s expectant gaze, so I explained that I didn’t know how to play the piano, and when I saw Qinglian’s disappointed gaze, Jia Rui couldn't bear it anymore, so he promised himself that he would do something else, so that he could be happy with each other someday.

"That's great, I'll wait."

"Yo yo, Zhen, cough cough, are you really saying that this is to deceive you? I'm just afraid that in the future, my trivial musical skills will not be tolerated in your eyes, and you will not be able to recognize my voice in the end."

"No, I won't do this, please believe me, if you are, I will know."

"Oh?"

"Really, please trust me!"

"Oh, don't be so serious. I don't know when I will wait for this day. Maybe I will forget it by then."

Thinking of Qinglian's determined eyes on that day, Jiarui felt it was funny, but it was because of such trivial matters, why such a solemn promise, Qinglian's delicate face seemed to appear in front of Jiarui's eyes.No, Jiarui raised his eyes and focused. Isn't it really Qinglian's face that gradually became clear in the mist?

Qinglian came here on the mist looking for fun, and walked towards the bamboo forest along the covered bridge that was almost hidden in the water.What Lantai always stocked was the top-quality silk silk made by the former emperor Zi Ye for Yan Lan. The clothes were all moon-white that echoed Yan Lan's status as a priest in the Moon Kingdom. Into the morning mist and water.

If it wasn't for Qinglian, Jiarui would seldom come to Lantai. The escape route for Yan Lan under Qinglian's feet was almost destroyed by Emperor Ziye, and Jiarui would never know that it was hidden in the water, so Qinglian came here in front of her. Jiarui saw that Qinglian seemed to be sinking into the water, he was shocked, dropped the Tao Xun in his hand, rushed out of the bamboo forest and pulled Qinglian into his arms, who knew that he was too impatient, and after a few steps, he was two The person fell to the ground, and it was only then that Jiarui realized that what he had just stepped on was just a long bridge over water.At this time, Jiarui looked at Qinglian in her arms tremblingly, and the emperor was at a loss for a while.

go hand in hand

Qinglian leaned in Jiarui's arms, unable to move for a while, and there were more than one wounds involved, on her shoulders, on her hands, on her body, the pain hit at the same time, making Qinglian frown.Originally looking for the tone in her heart, even though the fog in front of her eyes was thick, Qinglian still had hope in her heart. Seeing that Jiarui was really there in the bamboo forest where the music was coming from, Qinglian couldn't help but feel happy, but.

I had already been punished by the emperor for going out without permission and being dishonest, and I almost caused trouble for others. What happened yesterday is not over yet, but today I sneaked here again for my own liking, and I just happened to be caught by the emperor. The emperor bumped into him, and Qinglian felt uneasy, how could this be a good thing?

Qinglian's eyes were trembling, and Jiarui's staring gaze made him afraid, and he would never think that Jiarui mistakenly thought that he would commit suicide here to commit such a move. Now Qinglian only knows that the emperor smashed her casual behavior on the spot. Such a bold bump into the emperor's arms and fell to the ground.The more Qinglian thought about it, the more frightened she became. Not caring about the pain on her body, she struggled to get out of Jia Rui's embrace, and knelt down on the ground in fear, not knowing what to say.

Qinglian just leaned in her arms and Jiarui didn't tighten her arms. Jiarui's hand raised in mid-air patted the dust sticking to her body, stood up, and looked at the trembling woman lying low in front of her. Qinglian, Jiarui has something in her heart