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The peach blossoms in Chang'an are in full bloom, which is a good time for the crowd to compete for beauty. For Huo Xiaoyu at this time, the youth has withered, leaving only a cold body, wrapped in a heart full of remorse, lingering on.

She was supposed to be Lord Huo's favorite jewel, even if she was born out of a concubine, she should be well-clothed and well-fed for a lifetime.However, he was born at an untimely time, and before he was born, he encountered the Anshi Rebellion. Prince Huo died in battle, and the palace was scattered like birds and beasts. His mother Zheng Jingchi could only take her newborn to live among the people and live in poverty.

Lifeless and wealthy, it's better to be ordinary, but Huo Xiaoyu inherited the goodness of her mother, she can play good tunes and sing good songs, and she knows a little about poetry and poetry, and she has a little beauty in Chang'an Lane. name.

Living a poor life, it is better to be a young man with a smile, and exchange the best years for the Pearl Hundred Dendrobium, so that the rest of my life and my mother will have a good place.With this in mind, Huo Xiaoyu registered in Jiaofang at the age of 16, rented a small pavilion in Chang'an Qili Fireworks Lane, named it Xiangying Xiaozhu, and stepped into the road of prostitution.

In Qili Fireworks Lane, the daughter of the Huo family is locked up.One dance moves people's hearts, and then sings to seduce people's soul.If you ask whose daughter?King Huo's bead.

It didn't take long for a nursery rhyme to spread in Chang'an, the capital of the capital. Huo Xiaoyu's name spread far and wide in Chang'an, and many celebrities and dignitaries came to Xiangying Xiaozhu just to make tea and discuss poetry with Huo Xiaoyu. Smile, maybe you can still listen to her sing a song.

Zheng Jingchi personally took care of Xiangying Xiaozhu's affairs, but in just two years, Xiangying Xiaozhu in Qili Fireworks Lane has become the real home of their mother and daughter.However, a woman's life is fleeting, and Zheng Jingchi understands that Xiaoyu will not survive for a few years, and will be replaced by other younger women. If he really wants to have a good life, he can only find a good husband for his daughter.

It's a pity that Zheng Jing was scheming and scheming, Xiaoyu was picking and picking, and Li Yi, the Longxi Jinshi who was paid by his infatuation, was actually an unlucky person.

"I wished all my life, and today I am obeyed, and my bones and bodies are broken, and I swear that I will never give up."

Back then, on the evening of Xiangying Xiaozhu, Li Yi's sixteen-character promise was still in his ears, but he didn't want to. Shi, completely forgot about her, Huo Xiaoyu.

"The oath of the bright sun, death and life."

Li Yi's promise turned out to be so vulnerable, the sun and the moon are still alive before he dies, he has already forgotten his past, and regards her, Huo Xiaoyu, as a dewy marriage formed when he was young and frivolous.

It's a pity that these Xiaoyu don't know, they just wait behind closed doors for their lord, until a man in a yellow shirt pushes Li Yi into Xiangying Xiaozhu, Xiaoyu knows that he has given a heart by mistake in this life.

In the spring of March, the door of Xiangying Xiaozhu was reopened, but it was so clean, it was no longer prosperous.

Zheng Jingchi looked at the handsome Li Yi with red eyes, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, "Mr. Li, my Xiaoyu treats you with sincerity, how can you be so heartless?"

Li Yi was ashamed and silent, not knowing what else to say?

It's not that Xiaoyu doesn't love her, but she can't love her any more.He is young and talented, and he will become a great talent. How can he miss a lifetime of great prospects because of a prostitute?

On top of the purple jade hairpin, Huo Xiaoyu was wearing a snow-white snow gauze dress, and she stood firmly in front of Li Yi. There were tears in her eyes, but she smiled like a peach blossom, even though her face was pale. , with a haggard figure, at this moment, while her smile was heart-pounding, it was even more pitiful.

"I never thought that I, Huo Xiaoyu, would be so miserable..."

"Xiaoyu, if you want, I can give you mother and daughter a thousand pieces of gold so that you mother and daughter can..."

"Shut up!" Huo Xiaoyu snarled, her weak body shook, if Zheng Jingchi hadn't hugged her fainting daughter, she might have staggered and fell to the ground at this moment.

"I..." Li Yi knew he was wrong, so he had no choice but to keep silent, squinting at the silent man in yellow shirt beside him, this man was so annoying, didn't he forcefully bring him here to make him suffer?

The man in the yellow shirt seemed to know what he was thinking at the moment, and gave him a sharp look, as if saying, "If this matter is not resolved, you will not be able to leave!"

Li Yi's body trembled, he is a gentle scholar, how can he be the opponent of Hao Shi in front of him?I had no choice but to bite the bullet and hold on, no more words.

"My poor child," Zheng Jingchi noticed that Huo Xiaoyu was cold all over, and called out desolately, "Xiaoyu, if you are exhausted from grief, what should mother do from now on?"

"Mother..." Huo Xiaoyu felt a bloody smell welling up in his throat, covered his mouth and coughed twice, and couldn't help laughing sadly, "Li Lang is so lucky, so ruthless, it's a pity that my life is too thin to be gray-haired, It's already dying, lifeless." After a short pause, Huo Xiaoyu looked sideways at his mother, "If I die young, poor mother, you have no one to rely on, and you will be alone from now on..."

"Xiaoyu, you can't just leave your mother alone..." Zheng Jingchi wept bitterly. She was destined to miss wealth and honor in this life. She was not reconciled, not reconciled.

Huo Xiaoyu's gloomy eyes swept across the white walls and black tiles of Xiangying Xiaozhu. There used to be beautiful memories of her playing with Li Yiqinse, drinking and composing poems. It's a pity that the pain that is seen in her eyes at this moment is like a knife's edge. .

"From now on, Xiangying Xiaozhu will no longer have the voice of silk and bamboo, and the words of poetry...cough cough..." Huo Xiaoyu covered her mouth again and coughed violently, sticky blood appeared in the palm of her hand.Huo Xiaoyu frowned slightly, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and a pair of resentful eyes fixed on Li Yi's face.

"You...you don't hate me..." Li Yi replied tremblingly, not daring to look into her once passionate eyes, "Marriage has always been right since ancient times, Xiaoyu, it's not me, nor you, it's you and me who are wrong of origin..."

"Hehe." Huo Xiaoyu let out a frightening sneer, "It's all thanks to you that I hate you so much now! It's only my fault that I have blind eyes, and fell in love with you, an unintentional person!" Angrily pointed at Li Yi, " After I die, I will be transformed into a ghost, so that your wives and concubines will have no peace all day long!"

"You!" Li Yi's body trembled violently, and the moment his eyes met Huo Xiaoyu, she opened her mouth to vomit a mouthful of blood, and immediately fell to the ground and died.

"Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu! My miserable child!" Zheng Jingchi screamed, shaking her daughter in her arms, but no matter how she shook her, her cold body only became colder, and her eyes were still wide open unwillingly. , can no longer be closed.

Li Yi's face was pale, never expecting Xiaoyu to be such a staunch woman, he glanced at the man in yellow at the side, seeing that he was not staring at him at the moment, and ran out of the gate of Xiangying Xiaozhu without looking back .

When a person is dead, all hatred and resentment should return from ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Li Yi thought that from now on, he and Huo Xiaoyu would finally have a clean break, but her stern curse today penetrated into his heart, and every time it was three o'clock in the moonlight, it would always emerge in his heart very clearly, haunting him for the rest of his life A generation.

Huang Shihaoshi sighed softly, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly murmured and asked: "If you could live your life again, would you still walk the same way?"

"A strong man..." Zheng Jingchi looked at the man in the yellow shirt with teary eyes, not understanding what he meant.

Huangshan Haoshi sighed again, turned around, and walked out of Xiangying Xiaozhu indifferently, leaving only one sentence, "Floating life is so sad, it is like dust. After returning from Yelanmeng, step back to the past."

"Strong man, strong man, strong man..." Zheng Jingchi called out to the man in the yellow shirt, but he didn't turn back, she could only watch helplessly as he gradually disappeared from sight.

Yelan dreams back... Yelan dreams back...

Floating life is just a big dream, and every sorrow and joy is so touching, so people in the world will wake up crying, or they would rather be intoxicated in the dream and sleep forever.

Huo Xiaoyu's peach blossoms were in full bloom this year. At that time, Xiangying Xiaozhu was full of music and music, and it was the most lively place in Qili Firework Lane.

At that time, Huo Xiaoyu had never met Li Yi, and was still a delicate young man, waiting for the appearance of the man she was expecting.

The story, if it is the beginning——

The flag of the Tang Dynasty fluttered in the wind on the Chang'an City Tower. After years of turmoil in Anshi, the mottled city walls were quietly bathed in the morning light.

The willow silk sways with the wind, and the catkins are like flying snow. Looking from a distance, the banks of the Baqiao are hazy with mist.

Qili Fireworks Alley is thicker in willow color, and the scattered pavilions stretch to the south. Although it is less than seven miles away, as long as you step into this Fireworks Alley, you may never get enough of the beautiful scenery in this lifetime.

Zheng Jingchi, who had been well-dressed, opened the door of Xiangying Xiaozhu early in the morning, and called the two maidservants to stand in front of the door with five wooden certificates each, and smiled at the young master who came here admiringly: "Today To be my Xiaoyu's guest of honor is still the old rule, the first ten people who match this couplet will enter with a wooden card."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Jingchi slapped his hands, and a little maid came to Zheng Jingchi holding today's exam questions, and unfolded the couplet ordered by Xiaoyu in front of all the princes.

"Lights are lit in the tower, and the corners of the Kongming are lit up."

As soon as this couplet was opened, many young masters held their foreheads and meditated. For a while, there was silence outside the gate.

Zheng Jingchi smiled smugly, if he couldn't even match this pair, it might not be worth entrusting Xiaoyu for life.Although she has been favored by Lord Huo in her life, it is a pity that she is too blessed. This time it is her turn to find a husband for her daughter, but she has to plan carefully and choose a reliable person, so that their mother and daughter will truly have a place for the rest of their lives.

"Ding bell... ding bell..."

The copper bells in the eaves of Xiangying Xiaozhu made a pleasant sound under the breeze, and a few orioles flew along the eaves, awakening the beauty in the incense tent.

"Those... are those all dreams?" The heartache is still there, why is a dream so real?

Huo Xiaoyu muttered to himself in shock, raised his hand to wipe away the wet tears from the corners of his eyes, and his watery eyes were covered with a touch of confusion.