After wearing lotus essence

"It's really a luxurious tomb." Rong Mu took the torch and lit another ashesy lamp oil.

Bi Jiangxue was trembling a little, but she didn't give up and said: "The two of us are good-for-nothing chickens, or else we should think of a way to find Wudai..."

Rong Mu: "Actually, I should have gathered all the flower spirits long ago."

Bi Jiangxue: "?"

Rong Mu: "His Royal Highness Rong Ming may have heard my voice, but he chose to ignore me, so he said it's best not to piss off an honest person. If an honest person pissed off, it would really be a big deal."

Bi Jiangxue lamented: "Oh, we are really miserable from generation to generation."

The outside of Huajun Palace is bright and beautiful, but there is a smell of dust inside. The king of the Southern Dynasty has sealed it for many years, and even changed the name, lest Huajun Palace will involve his beloved younger brother again.

Rong Mu looked at the huge bookshelf in front of him, and the table next to the bookshelf.

"Rich, good sandalwood."

Bi Jiangxue: "Are you envious, are you jealous, do you want to experience the short life package here?"

Rong Mu hissed: "Can you stop learning modern vocabulary in my head."

Bi Jiangxue: "Oh, don't tell anyone when you're about to die."

"It's not that serious," Rong Mu said with a smile, "it will be fine."

Bi Jiangxue signaled, "Go up and see what's upstairs."

Rong Mu nodded, held a lamp and stepped up the stairs. There was a series of footprints on the stairs, and it could be seen that no one had been active here for a long time.

Upstairs, there is a luxurious middle-level attic. The buildings of the Southern Dynasty are mostly carved and hollowed out. When the door is opened, the window facing Rongmu can let in the outside light.

He walked over step by step, opened the window again, and those tiny flames poured in suddenly. From the Huajun Palace, he could actually see the entire capital city from a commanding height.

Compared with the prosperity in the past, Wangdu City is very gloomy tonight, and there is nothing to see, but looking up, the clouds in the sky can't cover the stars in the sky.

"It's already spring."

Bi Jiangxue hummed.

Rong Mu said softly: "It's spring, will it snow again?"

Bi Jiangxue: "It depends on God's mood."

Rong Mu: "Don't let it fall, it's sad to see too much snow."

Bi Jiangxue didn't speak.

Rong Mu searched the attic all over, only to find that there is actually a secret passage going up.

It's not even the top floor.

Holding the candle, Rong Mu was about to go up, but Bi Jiangxue suddenly called to stop him.

"Ancestor."

Rong Mu subconsciously turned his head back, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were even more stunning under the light, and he hummed suspiciously.

Bi Jiangxue: "Take back the spiritual power allocated to me."

Rong Mu paused: "Now?"

Bi Jiangxue: "Now, I know what you want to do, I'm a glass-hearted person, I can't see that kind of scene."

Rong Mu laughed: "Wait a minute."

If you go further up, the door will not be easy to open. The carved wooden door is large and gorgeous, but it has a somewhat gloomy and dead air.

Rong Mu smelled it through the wooden door, and there was a little incense smell.

He tried to push again, but the first time it didn't open, the door seemed to be sealed by something, until the second time, with a little effort, he pushed the wooden door open.

"The wooden door to enter the top floor is very difficult to open," Bi Jiangxue muttered, "Only you can do it so easily, it only recognizes Mr. Hua's breath."

Rong Mu didn't answer, he glanced around, and found several large vats in the corner, but the water and mud in the large vats had long since disappeared, leaving only traces of dust, Rong Mu counted them, exactly is six.

Presumably it was Wang Lian from before.

Bi Jiangxue suddenly became vigilant: "If you move me there, I will cry, really cry!"

Rong Mu looked sideways: "We won't die, so of course we won't go there."

As he said that, he placed Bi Jiangxue by the window on the top floor, where the field of vision was even wider, and he could actually see the undulating green hills in the distance.

This is the highest place in the Southern Dynasties, but the height is extremely cold, which makes people feel cold all over.

Rong Mu held up the lamp and blew the dust on the table, suddenly there was a sound of wind around, and he cooperated with him to clean the dust on the window sill.

"It can be seen that Brother Wang is determined to close this place." Rong Mu said, "That's why I want to send all seniors to the place where they should go. There is no reason for this place to exist, just like a luxurious tomb. .”

Bi Jiangxue silently agreed.

It was only then that Rong Mu made it return to normal size, and he also recovered his figure. He felt it, and put it on top of the table.

Other places are in a state of ashes, but this place is relatively clean. Outsiders are generally not allowed to enter the Huajun Palace. Maybe Brother Wang came to wipe these things occasionally.

But brother Wang is busy with affairs, so I don't know how long he hasn't come.

These things were supposed to be Rong Mu's job.

He moved his feet slightly, pulled a silk veil from his bosom, carefully took the first box under the cushion, and opened it after blowing. As expected, there was a round and exquisite lotus heart lying inside.

Bi Jiangxue took a slight breath, watching Rong Mu open several boxes one after another, and then put them one by one, the faint light of Lianxin made the world gradually brighten.

"How many merits and virtues this has gained..." Bi Jiangxue said with emotion.

Rong Mu: "There are too many to count. The Huajun lineage inherits, and the merits will accumulate. Only a few are left on Lianxin, and more are actually on us. This is the only thing that the poor seniors have for the poor juniors. shelter."

After all, Mr. Hua is born only when you die and me. Between them, they will never see each other in the world, and they can only leave classics and words. If it is not for the space in the flower, I am afraid that even the appearance of the other party will have to be filled by imagination.

"So much, what can you do with it?" Bi Jiangxue said again, "If you are lucky enough to really solve this mess, wouldn't the great merits of these 300 years of life be put to good use?"

Rong Mu thought for a while: "It will always be useful, maybe it has been blessing me from now on to make things happen."

Bi Jiangxue trembled again: "I said you are a person who is afraid of suffering when you drink medicine, how can you be so cruel?! You don't usually lie to others, do you?"

"I haven't." Rong Mu retorted solemnly, "It's just that some things can be solved better by acting like a baby. Some things can't be mixed up, so I have to bite the bullet. I calculated it. Among the courage, wanting to have a good relationship with Shang Cizhou accounts for at least sixty to seventy percent."

Bi Jiangxue was out of breath again.

It seemed that he was moved by Rong Mu's speech.

"Bi Jiangxue."

Bi Jiangxue replied feebly.

Rong Mu: "I never asked you, are you the Wang Lian that has been with me all the time? The one that also died, you were reborn just like me because of Shang Cizhou, right?"

Bi Jiangxue: "..."

Rong Mu: "That's why you know about my five-year-old urine in the lotus pond."

Bi Jiangxue: "..."

"Small sample, with a foreign name, it's quite well hidden."

Bi Jiangxue: "Please take away my spiritual power, just treat me as dead."

Rong Mu: "She died? It's hard work to pretend to be tender for so long."

"Ah, ah, ah, stop talking!"

Rong Mu: "Hahahahaha!"

Bi Jiangxue still wanted to curse, but the consciousness around her gradually began to blur, it shook violently, watching Rong Mu open five boxes, only one remained open.

It was extremely nervous, but it was as if it had been shot through anesthesia. It was still worried one second, and its consciousness was pulled away the next second.

At the beginning of the night between Rong Mu and Shang Cizhou, it felt the same way, but today it seems to be faster.

Holding on to the last bit of strength, Bi Jiangxue said to Rong Mu: "His Royal Highness King Mu! We will meet again, won't we?!"

Rong Mu: "Of course."

Bi Jiangxue: "Don't lie to me!"

Rong Mu smiled slightly: "No, rest assured and sleep."

Bi Jiangxue: "I—wait!"

All the spiritual power of the lotus plant on the main body was completely withdrawn, Rong Mu raised his head slightly and took a breath, then opened his eyes, the pupils turned into a rich deep purple.

But the hair is barely under control.

He took two steps, with lotuses growing on the soles of his feet, beautiful and gorgeous, Rong Mu looked at the soles of his feet, and suddenly tilted his head slightly.

After a while, there was another laugh.

"So it is."

Rong Mu squatted down, brushed the lines on the soles of his feet with the hem of his sleeve, and found a few grooves around the lines, he carefully took off the lotus heart, and put the dead horses into them one by one.

But one is missing.

But he didn't have permission, so he couldn't touch the lotus heart disrespectfully. He tried Wei Wei just now, but he couldn't even open the box.

The lines shimmered brightly and gradually connected successively. Rong Mu didn't know if this was the perfect plan of Heaven, but it seemed that all his intuitions had been confirmed somewhere in the dark.

Lian Xin, and Hua Jun's undead, both have a greater effect on Nan Dai's hematemesis. Perhaps, this is the answer that no one guessed or copied in the end.

One generation, two generations, three generations and four generations.

Until he, Qixing Lianzhu, the matter finally came to an end.

Rong Mu stood up and walked towards Bi Jiangxue, Bi Jiangxue was completely sealed off, unable to feel any pain.

But Rong Mu and Bi Jiangxue live together as one body, but they can't close themselves.

He took a deep breath, and looked out the window at the capital of Nandai and the mountains in the distance.

After a long delay tonight, the sky is about to break dawn. This is the time before dawn, and before dawn, it is the darkest and darkest moment of the night.

Rong Mu wanted to let the light of that day shine through and shine on every inch of land in Nandai. He wanted to let the dark cloud of the curse that had shrouded 300 years completely dissipate from the backbone of his homeland. He wanted to take over the burden of Brother Wang. To make the Huajun tragedy end in my own generation——

No one will leave their mother from birth, and no one will die young at the age of eight. Everything will return to the most correct and gentle track.

And when he finishes these, he will come back, find Shang Cizhou, and tell him that he really wants to feel the majesty of the eight horse-drawn carriages, and then tell Shang Cizhou, what is the queen? As long as he can do anything, he is so tired these days that he has to lie down immediately to come back to life.

It doesn't matter whether Shang Ci shuts him up or punishes him, as long as he is fed and dewed on time every day, he is willing to stay in the house for the rest of his life.

Rong Mu bent down slightly, and picked up Bi Jiangxue. His sleeves and robes were windless, and he tried the roots of the lotus leaves and petals of the lotus plant, but there was only a lotus heart that was not stained by dust.

Bi Jiangxue closed her consciousness, and was still tightly guarding Lianxin, which was hidden so deeply that people who didn't know would not be able to see where it was even if they approached to admire the flowers.

But Rong Mu knew it.

He frowned, and stretched out his hand to reach into the heart of the flower, when a voice suddenly came from behind.

"You really want to do this?"

Rong Mu turned his head and found that it was the first generation of adults, and the second and third generations. The last Rong Yin who appeared was sitting by the window sill with his legs crossed, his hippie smile disappeared, and he just looked at him silently.

This is the place where the Huajun of the past dynasties fell, and where the lotus heart is, you can summon spirits for a short time.

Rong Mu looked around, "It's all here."

Rong Zhen's face was cold: "At the beginning, I never thought that Lianxin could still be used. If I could think of it, it would not be your turn to try it."

Rong Mu blinked.

"The lotus heart is Wang Lian's most important thing. If you take it, Wang Lian will gradually wither, and you won't have long left." Rong Yin raised his jaw, "Little mud legs are stupid, but they are not courageous." Small."

Rong Mu's eyelashes moved slightly, motioning them to look at the lines on the soles of their feet: "The way of heaven never makes superfluous things. Perhaps hematemesis is its test for the Nandai Kingdom. We have countless fertile soils in the Nandai Kingdom, and the royal family has no mediocrity. It is going against the sky, hematemesis is the negative that coincides with the positive and the negative, the principle of the world is here, the yin and yang are reconciled with the moon's full profit and loss, it is impossible to have something that is always good, there must always be something bad to offset."

Rong Heng on the side smiled slightly: "Does it mean that if you are extremely bad, you will be extremely happy?"

Rong Mu also raised the corner of his mouth: "That's the case."

Rong Ling gently pulled Bi Jiangxue, and exclaimed: "What a beautiful and beautiful heart! Much bigger than mine!"

Rong Mu rubbed his hair, then hugged Rong Ling on the table, Rong Zhen stretched out his hand and covered Rong Ling's eyes.

Seven generations of Huajun have been restrained by descendants after death, and no one has ever dug out their own heart while they are alive.

Rong Zhen looked at Rong Mu with complicated eyes, and suddenly understood why he was the one with the most powerful spiritual power in all dynasties.

Only the purest and the best can create the supremacy.

Rong Mu took a deep breath, this time without hesitation, he precisely pinched the bead in Bi Jiangxue with his long and thin fingers.

His heart suddenly felt a little itchy, he pulled it, and suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Tell him to recall the moment when he was forced to death by Shang Cixie in an instant, and he felt the same way at that time.

But this time is different, this time, he is for a better future.

Rong Mu bent down, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He walked all the way through Nandai County, and he never broke out in a cold sweat when picking out lotus seeds. At this moment, the corners of his forehead and the tip of his nose were densely covered with thin light, which converged and descended from his sharp jaw. In Bi Jiangxue's vat.

Feeling a little dazed in front of him, Rong Mu closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said to himself, "Bi Jiangxue, I just borrowed it, and I will definitely return Lian Xin to you!"

His heart slumped, and he pulled it out suddenly, Rong Qing suddenly turned his head in a breakdown, and crouched down dumbly, hugging his head again.

Rong Mu's chest rose and fell rapidly, he licked his dry lips, the dark purple under his eyes was more intense than ever before.

He pinched his lotus heart, and the corner of his mouth slowly drew an arc.

Rong Zhen grabbed Rong Mu's wrist and said after a while of diagnosis: "You'd better have a second move, otherwise you will definitely die."

Rong Mu's legs softened a little, and he laughed hastily: "I have, I will live a long life, and be the only flower king in the seven generations who loves each other..."

"Stop talking." Rong Zhen said suddenly.

Rong Mu froze slightly, he lowered his head as if feeling something, looked at the smooth and round lotus heart in his hand, and then at the tip of his own hair.

There is no purple, from the end of the hair, it is as white as snow, and the whiteness spreads all the way up, and within a few breaths, he has no more black hair.

Rong Yin said slowly: "Have you smelled the fragrance in the wind? Mr. Hua's suicide is enough to cause spiritual power to burst out. In the early morning of tomorrow, people will find that even the small pond by the roadside is covered with lotus flowers. No matter how long it grows, dig again when it grows, and it will last for three full months, until Nan Dai's sick year and no one will die."

Rong Mu's face was covered in cold sweat, and he was thankful that Bi Jiangxue had blocked his five senses, otherwise he would probably have died of pain.

Compared with this, the discomfort when he got close to Shang Cizhou at the beginning was like wool rain.

Rong Mu murmured: "There is one more thing missing, but it's not a big problem. I want to try... I want to try... I want everyone who cares, and the subjects of the Nandai, to live in peace and stability in this era." .”

He couldn't see himself, and didn't know that he was pale at the moment, standing high in the wind, as if he was going to die with the wind.

There were hurried footsteps, and Rong Mu's eyes were blurred and white. He didn't know whether it was from crying or cold sweat flowing into his eyes. He groped for a position and squatted down, filling the spotless lotus heart into the lines in the center.

The strong wind suddenly blew, and the dark clouds were blown together, and above the night sky thousands of miles away, six beads were connected into a straight line.

Zhong Ling followed and ran to the gate of Huajun Palace, looked up and suddenly stumbled to the ground, Lianyu grabbed his clothes suddenly: "Get up!"

"It's time...it's too late..."

Lianyu's voice trembled and cried: "Get up! Get up!"

Zhong Ling pointed to the night sky: "Seven stars are indispensable! But the stars have formed, and the sky is about to dawn! Your master is going against the law of heaven! He will suffer backlash and pay a greater price!!"

Lianyu suddenly went limp all over.

On the Huajun Palace, in the top pavilion, Rong Zhen was the first to get into the lotus heart, and the rest followed suit, until finally there was only one person left.

Rong Mu was really tired and had no energy, so he lay down as if he had no bones. He missed Shang Cizhou's embrace at this time, and Shang Cizhou's hugging skills became more and more advanced, which made him always very comfortable.

It would be great if I could rub his chest again, my heart aches to death.

Rong Mu knew that he would go to Lianxin too, but this was the biggest bet he had ever made in his life. He was betting that no matter where he woke up again, he would definitely return to Shang Cizhou and Brother Wang again, and he would definitely be able to reunite with Shang Cizhou. Say goodbye to the day and live a long life.

Think about it, suddenly it seems to have countless strength.

Rong Mu's eyes were half closed, and he looked vaguely at the carved wooden door on the top floor. The wooden door was not closed, but it was just hidden. He seemed to see Rong Zhen watching the distance turn into light spots. Outside the wooden door, there was a man in gray kneeling. Crying heart-piercingly, he seemed to see Rong Heng, saw many, many people, and heard many voices in a trance.

From birth to death, so short and so gorgeous, it is really like a lotus limited to summer, but the lotus is endless from generation to generation, but people will never come back again.

A hand suddenly slammed the wooden door, Rong Mu's eyes flickered, countless lotus plants grew like crazy in the shallow pool outside Huajun Hall.

It's just that that sub-power seems to be confined within the scope of Huajun Palace, and there is no trace of leakage in the distance, and there are no abnormal phenomena, as if nothing happened.

It seemed that something had fundamentally changed.

That hand yanked open the wooden door, Rong Mu's eyes widened slightly, and suddenly one hand tightly grasped the lotus vat, his fragile joints turned white.

Shang Cizhou's whole body was trembling slightly, his gaze was fixed on Rong Mu's body motionlessly.

He slammed the door again and walked in, his chest heaved deeply and slowly, Rong Mu knew that he was very angry this time.

"You have to... wait for me for a while."

The first time Shang Cizhou's hand grasped Rong Mu's pain, he asked: "How long is it?"

Rong Mu smiled guilty.

Shang Cizhou: "How long is this time, one year? Two years? Five years or ten years? Rong Mu, life is only a few decades, you can't always lie to me and wait for you like this, I don't have much time either."

Rong Mu: "...It won't be long this time, I have a hunch, just for a while."

Shang Cizhou's eyes were dark and bottomless, although the surrounding lotus hearts were shining brightly, but they couldn't shine into his eyes.

Seeing him lowering his head slightly, Rong Mu said in a low voice: "Did you hurt yourself again? Did I, and I didn't have time?"

Rong Mu shook his head, he gritted his teeth, trying his best to suppress the feeling that would dissipate at any time.

Shang Cizhou laughed at himself: "Rong Mu, why do you think I'm always too late?"

Rong Mu didn't cry when he exchanged food, didn't cry when he buried the dead, and didn't cry when he took the lotus heart, but maybe love can make people invincible, but love can also make people as fragile as glass.

He really couldn't hold back, he really didn't want to make this black lotus sad again.

"I'll be back—" Rong Mu sniffed, tears filled his beautiful eyes, and his words were very light and confusing: "I just tried one thing with... Lian Xin, but I like you and don't want to leave you Yes, I will be back soon."

"Lian Xin...you are so courageous," Shang Cizhou laughed lowly, and suddenly said, "Rong Mu, do you know how I rescued you back in one piece?"

"It suddenly occurred to me, like this."

Rong Mu's pupils dilated in fear, seeing Shang Cizhou suddenly pull out the dagger, hold it in his palm, and then pull it out fiercely.

The blood sprayed down in an instant, staining the veins under Rong Mu's body red, and following the traces of the veins, it gradually gathered in the center.

"No...no..." Rong Mu shook his head: "Don't save me, don't save me, Ah Zhou, I will come back, I will definitely come back—"

In a corner that no one noticed, there was a human figure emitting a faint light. He lowered his head slightly, shook his head again and let out a long sigh.

The five generations of lotus heart placed on the altar suddenly opened, but Rong Mu didn't notice it at all. The lotus heart wobbled and was thrown into the last missing groove by some force.

Almost at the next second when the gap was filled, the first trace of fish belly popped out of the sky.

It's a new dawn.

"Last time I waited for you for ten years, this time I only waited for you for ten days," Shang Cizhou tenderly touched Rong Mu's thin cheek, "Ten days, if you don't come back, I'll call for soldiers, usually I will find you after Nandai, will I be able to find you after I die? I will definitely, and then we will never be separated again. "

Rong Mu couldn't speak anymore, he could feel that the power to maintain him was quietly disappearing.

Shang Cizhou gently picked him up, "Gu's Ting Zhi lost a lot of weight, and he had to eat so many roasted chicken legs to make up for it... The food you sent, I don't know how many people have been saved, Ting Zhi, you are better than Gu Well, you are a person of great merit, unlike Gu, who was born with a demon who can only kill."

The smell of blood rushed into Rong Mu's nose, but it seemed to make him block his chest, making him feel so uncomfortable that he would die.

The corners of his lips were pale, and Shang Cizhou had a strangely gentle expression, and he carefully leaned over to kiss him coolly.

It felt a bit bitter, Rong Mu's fingers moved slightly, but only pulled a strand of the emperor's hair.

The sky suddenly dawned, and traces of light leaked out of Rong Mu's body.

Shang Cizhou buried Rong Mu's white hair in his arms, and the blood in his palm dyed the ends of his hair red.

Standing outside the carved door on the top floor, Rong Li clenched his fists with a trembling expression.

...Too fast, Rong Mu's movements were too fast, so fast that they had no time to do anything.

The light spot overflowed and gathered, and gradually flowed into Bi Jiangxue's lotus heart, Rong Mu grabbed Shang Cizhou's hair, and his voice was low and fast: "Don't mess around... Take care of Bi Jiangxue and Wang Lianzi, Wait for me to come back—"

Before the words were finished, the green and white light spots exploded completely, some fled out of the flower window, and more merged into the lotus heart pattern.

Shang Cizhou lowered his head, his palms were bleeding profusely, he even shook hands empty-handedly, but there was not even a trace of weight in his arms.

Without Rong Mu, without Rong Tingzhi, nothing.

Ten years ago, he had worked so hard to get Rong Mu a chance to be reborn, and this time he had to pay for a baseless love, so he could only stay here.

Can't go anywhere.

I don't know how much time is left.

But Shang Cizhou had no choice, the world was so big, he only grasped this little warmth, and only fell in love with such a person.

Rong Li walked in with a blank expression, with Shang Cizhou's blood stained on his feet, he looked at the intricate patterns filled with all the beads, and then at the Great Shang Emperor who had his back turned to him.

After a while, I saw the black figure three or two steps away, splashing four or five drops of water from the chin, leaving thick wet marks on the window.

Rong Li was completely stuck in place.

Dawn breaks, golden crow rises, seven lotus-heart beads form a line, the fragrant wind sweeps through the clouds that have gathered all night, Lianyu and Zhong Ling, who are kneeling outside Huajun Palace, raise their heads subconsciously, and something cold falls down.

The strings of the pipa collapse, and everything is silent.

On the last day of spring in March, there was a heavy spring snowfall in Wangdu City.