The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

When Donghua saw Feng Jiu disappearing, although he had reacted quickly, his ten fingers hadn't reached an inch, and his six senses had all been opened, and there was no news. For a while, he couldn't tell whether it was his illusion after being slightly drunk, or whether he had missed it for many days born illusion.

Feng Jiu came mysteriously and left suddenly, but his fingertips were warm and his arms were soft, everything was so clear that he couldn't forget it even after more than [-] years.

She must have been here.

But once he was convinced of this, the separation became even colder.Why!how come?But in a short time, the person he wanted to hold on to was gone. Did this impermanent heaven treat them extraordinarily harshly!

Unanswered questions turned into anger. He pulled out Cang He Yu and pointed at the sky, and the sword energy overflowed and stirred.At that moment, he just wanted to tear up the meaningless illusion of peace and ask about the greatness of the world.

The violent wind suddenly rose, the starlight was half covered, Donghua's clothes rustled, Canghe was ready to go, and the sky was turned upside down in an instant.

But at this time, just around him, the phoenix feathers were faint under the moonlight, and the little fireflies were still on, but it seemed that the long-lost tenderness pulled him back from the brink of the violent storm.

"You must be fine!" she said, "I will always watch you!"

Like a cold hand caressing the blood that is about to boil, calming the surging heat, reason slowly floats up: he can't, it's so easy to destroy, but with this sword, even the last hope will be lost .

The hand holding the sword has never been so hesitant, but at this moment it is still trembling and let go.

An extremely painful roar, accompanied by the crisp impact of the sword, echoed in the moonlit night of the blue sea and the spirit.

Donghua lit the rhinoceros all night, until the last wisp of green smoke dissipated in the dawn light with the scattered light spots.

When Chong Lin hurriedly pulled Zheyan over, he was much calmer.However, no one would think that nothing happened to her bluish-white complexion and the faintly visible bloodstains around her lips.

Zheyan kicked the overturned wine bottle, and seeing Cang He being thrown aside casually, he laughed angrily, "I can't even talk to you when Mo Yuan is here, so what do you want me to do!"

He originally thought that Donghua would still come back or ignore him, but his deep eyes swept over, and the sorrow and unwillingness mixed in it made him shiver.What surprised him even more was that Donghua said, "Bring the medicine."

"Why did you change your sex this time?" Zheyan raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "What happened?"

Donghua didn't elaborate, but closed his eyes and said calmly: "I still need some time."

Zheyan was startled, clasped his wrist to check his pulse, and immediately frowned and shouted: "Zu Zu, I call you Zu Zong, you are going to piss me off! It's fine if you don't take medicine, how can you mess yourself up?" It’s like this! How much blood do you think you can shed? Don’t look for me if you think it’s too long!”

"I saw her..." Donghua said suddenly.

Zheyan's anger was suddenly interrupted, and he couldn't help but be taken aback: "What?" After he reacted, he couldn't help touching his forehead, "I don't have a fever, how can I talk nonsense!"

"Xiaobai has been here, this is not a hallucination... I still have to wait for her, so it will take some time."

These words made Zheyan and Chonglin look at each other. Looking at the empty blue sea and Cangling, they felt that Donghua in front of them was really not good. He didn't know what emotions were suppressed under his calm appearance, and there was always the latent worry of dying together.But he is stubborn by nature, resistance and preaching will not work, so he can only act according to the camera, at least let him take care of him for a while.

Since then, Donghua still sticks to Bihai Cangling, and spends most of his nights by the Phoenix Feather Flower.

The people couldn't help it, so they came up with a compromise method, and Chong Lin would come to Bihai Cangling to see him every day when the time was about to pass, which was to leave a small gap for his self-willed willfulness.But even so, it cannot be reassuring.

Donghua did not refuse, since he said "it will take some time", he has indeed cooperated in the past few days, and even Zheyan has rarely encountered a cold face when he came to find him.

Although Old Fenghuang couldn't help complaining a little more presumptuously because of this, but when it came to a critical point, he hesitated to speak.

Once he couldn't help but persuade him: "Donghua, taking medicine alone won't help, and worrying too much won't work either. Why don't you sleep peacefully for a while to recover?"

"Do you think I can sleep peacefully? Xiaobai has been waiting for so long, and I won't let her wait any longer." Donghua said firmly and without hesitation.

Donghua's expression has never been much, and people who were acquainted with him before can still see the clues from his eyes, but recently, for some reason, Zheyan feels that even this place is less angry.Although the glass-like pupils reflect the light dutifully, they are as calm as a sculpture. At first glance, it seems that there is no sorrow or joy, returning to the illusion of Sanqing, but Zheyan can only tremble with fear, feeling that his words have other deep meanings.

Based on his understanding of Donghua, the calmer he is, the bigger the plotter will be. Feng Jiu's matter will never be let go, so he must have made up his mind to give it a go. What is there to fight and what can he do?In his cognition, Jiu Yatou probably won't come back, so what Donghua, who has known for sure but underplayed it so lightly, can't stand up to scrutiny.

"If you don't go to sleep, the effect of this medicine is only weak, how can it withstand your consumption like this!" He pretended to be calm and was still trying to recover.

"When did you have so little confidence in your medical skills? I'm not that helpless, so don't think too much about it." Donghua replied with a hint of meaning.

Zheyan probably thought that with such a calm and firm tone, if he hadn't bandaged the wound on his hand just now, he would have believed it.It's rare for Donghua not to realize that the wound that he insisted on tearing up and watering Feng Yuhua from time to time without letting him go, has he recovered much worse than before?Or is he just trying to cover up the truth?

In the prehistoric years, when Zheyan's medical skills were not yet proficient, Donghua also survived countless life and death situations with his solitary courage.Zheyan felt that Donghua's perseverance was enough, and at this time, he also hoped that he would only have perseverance and not do other stupid things, so as to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

After that night, Feng Jiu returned to the four walls under siege.

She watched Donghua go from the moment of destruction to the moment when the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and her heart also fluctuated accordingly.The words of following her heart were spoken, but she was not sure what Donghua in front of her meant, and the hazy way ahead was also disturbing.

The days seemed to go back to the past again, she was with Donghua through the barrier, but it was a pity that she could not pass through the barrier to meet him again.

Zheyan's unspoken worries are also hers, and the phrase "I will always watch you" that blurted out before parting also originated from this.

Fengjiu has heard many comments about him since she knew the name "Emperor Donghua". Coldness, indifference and nobleness are probably the words that appear the most among them. So close, and because of his noble status and venomous tongue, he doesn't show mercy to anyone. In addition, he has lived in isolation and avoided the world for many years, and his mysterious aura is layered on top of him.

The initial contact did not live up to this first impression, but she just broke in ignorantly and fearlessly, and fell into it hopelessly.But she was extremely grateful to her bold self, otherwise how could she find so many good things about him?

She knew that he was a real hero who dared to stir up disasters that shook the world; he was also a real great husband who was willing to bear the unknown suffering silently.Like a quiet distant mountain, it blends its solemn back into the world, without expecting rewards and appreciation.

The young Fengjiu once complained that he didn't explain, he seemed to put her in an unimportant corner, leaving her uneasy alone.But in fact, he just cared too much about her, so he didn't want her to suffer any troubles.

Many times, she secretly kissed those scars that confirmed the past, and she was full of reluctance to let go of the pain he had suffered, but he said: "It's good to be able to wait for you!"

She knew that she was different from him.

It is true that he is cold to others, but he is relentless to her; it is true that he is merciless to others, but he is pampered and accommodating to her; he is noble and noble, but he only shows a warm and lingering side to her.

She likes this kind of special, likes him calling "Xiaobai" with a smile in his eyes, likes him gripping the hem of his clothes and frowning at her and complaining that "one day is like three autumns", likes him eating while pursing his lips and raising his eyebrows pretending to be calm Fei vinegar likes him poking his lips together and pretending to be pitiful with her, saying "madam, I feel pain".

She also knows that her husband actually has a purer heart than others. He loves what he wants to love and does what he wants to do.

The aura of sanqing he transformed into, with the natural breath of the universe, came across the river of time.Sometimes he is a clear spring, pure, clear, elegant and beautiful; sometimes he is a deep pool with surging torrents, and a glance of thousands of years.

But no matter what kind, it is him, the flower blooming only for one person, the wind flowing only for one person, the face blooming only for one person, and the beating heart only for one person.He left the strongest self to her who is closest to him, scratching the softness in her heart all the time.

His eyes, his voice, his breath, his embrace, she knew everything about Donghua that they didn't know.And these are treasures that she wants to proclaim to the world, but selfishly wants to hide forever.

After going through ups and downs, Fengjiu once thought that she and Donghua didn't need to care about the depth of love or how much they paid, just being in love is enough; Insignificant, as long as they stay together, the loved ones will adjust each other's edges and corners.

Yes, as long as you don't separate.

But now, with the absence of the holding hand, this intensity has become a thorn of eternal life in the heart.

The tranquility of Donghua in front of her made her feel like the wind and rain were about to come, but who else could be this close person who has experienced the wind and rain?

The sun is sinking and the stars are lonely, and in the misty night, the phoenix feather bushes quietly glow with light, and the fine spots of light escape from the extended corolla, reminiscent of the glory of the Milky Way, laying out a fantasy dreamland.

Cang He's thousands of cross-sections reflect the dancing light spots, as if absorbing the nine heavenly stars, and faint light flashes from the sword body from time to time.

This is the third time this has happened recently.

Since that night, Feng Yuhua seemed to have exhausted the spiritual energy accumulated for many years, and gradually fell silent like the entire Bihai Cangling. Even Donghua, who had always been reserved, could not help but feel at a loss.

But in the past few days, the situation has changed rapidly, and it is obviously encouraging news, but he doesn't know anything about it every time. Instead, he closes his eyes and sleeps with his arms on his arms, as if falling into an indistinguishable dream.

Feng Jiu was very worried about this.

At the beginning of Yinshi, the stars are gradually fading, and the old and new are changing, and the light and dark are turning, but today is different.

The light dancing in the flowers did not disappear immediately, but slowly gathered into a meandering light belt, which stretched out in mid-air like a breeze, like a willow brushing, graceful and graceful, shimmering like Good looking eyes.

The belt of light circled around the place where Donghua was lying for several weeks, rubbing his forehead and temple hair between ups and downs. In the thicker darkness of the walls.

At this moment, a shrill "Xiaobai" pierced the silence, and Donghua suddenly woke up from his dream. He suddenly opened his eyes wide. The next afterimage disappeared between his outstretched fingers.

"Xiaobai!" Donghua's voice was hoarse and distorted, and his breath was a little unsteady, "I shouldn't hesitate, you wait for me!"

A flash of sword light suddenly flashed in the darkness, followed by the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the skin, the suppressed panting was intermittent, and blood was faintly lingering in the air.

Although the darkness blocked Feng Jiu's sight, it couldn't block her sense of hearing and smell. The sudden movement almost aroused the deepest fear in her heart, but she was stunned for a moment, and immediately slapped the surrounding barriers: " Donghua, Donghua! What are you doing? Don't do anything stupid!"

It's a pity that the barrier was not opened because of this, and Donghua outside the barrier could not hear her cry.

Instead, a whisper came to my ears: "It is, really, you are here, calling me, waiting..." The voice was full of relief and joy, but it was more weak and powerless than before.

A little bit of red lighted up in the deep night, compared to the boundless blackness, it was just a tiny little spot like a firefly, but this one spot was not buried in the darkness, and instead became brighter as time went by.

The beating red is like a beating heart, blowing the rushing horn, bang bang bang bang, slow and dignified.A string of red dots floated from nowhere, joined lightly and cheerfully, the small collision was the drumbeat, the red color expanded little by little, and a more dazzling existence was carved out between the rotation and fusion, just like the flames burning through the darkness.

Looking at the familiar dazzling red light, Feng Jiu felt the pull in her heart, and immediately knew what it was.

Here she is, at last she is here!

Although these days are just companionship, there are many experiences of grief, indignation and sorrow.The hope that was originally slim can come true, and she unconsciously searches for someone who can share the joy.

However, with that little light, the truth hidden in the darkness gradually became clear, such as the fallen Canghe sword, the blood stains from Donghua's chest to his fingertips, and his face that was obviously happy but gradually faded.

"Xiaobai..." He leaned forward to reach the ball of red light, but his fingers missed the point. He couldn't reach the target no matter what, and fell down together. He didn't get up for a long time, and the red-golden liquid slowly soaked. The sea of ​​phoenix feathers and flowers under her body.And the magic weapon she had seen containing the fragments of the soul no longer had the warm color it had before, and it rolled down to the ground, making a hollow and muffled sound.

Feng Jiu's heartbeat was almost stagnant, today everything was ups and downs, happy and sad, joy and worry, and now it's going downhill, making her feel like falling into an ice cave.There is already a glimmer of light, why is there another turmoil?

"Donghua! Come here!" Knowing that it was futile, she couldn't help but screamed hoarsely, and the filming was earth-shattering.

There is already some light on the horizon, and there is still some time before sunrise, and the cold wind can't bring any warmth except to exaggerate the coldness here.

Feng Jiu was anxious but felt more and more helpless. If he waited until dawn and Chong Lin came, Donghua would have no idea what it would be like.But other than that, what else can she do?

Her mind is spinning quickly, at this time she has nothing but herself, others say that the nine-tailed fox is full of treasures, although she is not sure whether it will benefit her here, but can the blood of the heart and the fox's tail be given a try?

As soon as the idea came up, she gritted her teeth and was about to cut off her tail, when she suddenly felt a flash of bright light around her, instantly illuminating the blue sea before dawn as if it were daytime.

Just between the sky and the earth, an arc of light slowly rises. In the arc light, one can vaguely see a long and flat shadow with a sharp end. The shadow keeps trembling and flipping, and there seem to be countless mirrors around the body refracting the light, and the waves ripple through the suspended red. The ball of light rippled past the soundless Donghua, and then rippled towards the barrier where Feng Jiu was.

The ups and downs of the tide beat against the barrier, and Feng Jiu's field of vision kept repeating the process of lighting up and dimming, dimming and lighting up again, and the barrier that was thought to be impossible to touch actually made creaking sounds under the impact of light waves.Then, the sound of clanging metal and stone rang out again, and a high-spirited and long howl broke through the last layer of resistance of the barrier like an arrow piercing the sun. Feng Jiu felt the gust of wind blowing towards her face amidst the dazzling light.

"Donghua!" Regardless of her excitement, she took three steps at a time to see the fallen man.

At the same time, the light waves dissipated, revealing the true face of the shadow in the arc, which was the divine sword Canghe.

Cang He turned and fell from the sky, the sharp sword tip plunged into the blood-stained ground, the light flashed from the sword, and the sky suddenly lit up with splendor, and the rumbling roar came from the ground, and the vegetation and creatures were silent.

Feng Jiu, who was running, was stopped by the sudden earthquake and mountain sway, but in an instant, there was a bottomless gully under her feet, blocking her from the sea of ​​phoenix feather flowers.

She was about to fly across the gully, but she didn't know when there was a double barrier above the sea of ​​flowers, enclosing Donghua and the red light group together, and she couldn't get any closer.

Outside the enchantment, the land collapsed, the mountains turned and the water moved, and the beautiful scenery of the blue sea and the green spirit slowly collapsed in the pursuit of countless ravines like a mirage that disappeared.

Feng Jiu didn't know that she would see the decline of Bihai Cangling again, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken.But what's more, she didn't dare to imagine what it meant, what would happen to him?what will happen to them

"Donghua—" Fengjiu staggered to maintain her balance, but her eyes were always fixed on the enchantment hanging above it like an isolated island.

This is the end?They had just met, and she hadn't found her Donghua yet.

She tried her best to find a way to go up among the debris. Although she tried her best to suppress her sorrow, she was still caught by the bitterness welling up in her heart and became depressed.

Another wave of shaking hit her, and the broken half of the giant tree knocked her out of shape, and she fell out of the ground.

The fierce wind hovered below her, her clothes bulging, she was thrown high, all the way up, and reached the peak at a certain moment, and she was pushed and fell.

Feng Jiu was a little confused and a little slack, the time stretched very long during the reversal of the sky and the earth, and every turn seemed to be in slow motion.

She remembered a long time ago, when the weather was just right, she flew a kite with him in Cangling, Bihai. On the kite were the phoenix feather flowers painted by him and the Buddha bell flowers painted by her. .He held hers with his hand, stretched his wrist and shook the spool lightly, leading the kite to fly into the air.She was looking at the kite, but he was looking at her. There was warmth in his eyes, brighter than the bright sun.

"Donghua..." She felt sad for some reason, closed her eyes and let herself keep falling.

The wind beside her ears suddenly lightened, and a familiar breath rolled her up, wrapping her in a warm chest.

"I'm here, Xiaobai."