Nine days of beauty

"The human face doesn't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze."

With three thousand feet on the ground, Feng Jiu looked at her reflection in the green lake, feeling a little lonely.

In the "spiritual world", there are not no flowers, grass, birds and trees. Between mountains and rivers, she once floated on the bank of peach blossoms with Wenchang in a small boat. The scenery of peach blossoms along the coast is something she will never forget in her life.

Behind him, Donghua put on his purple cloak for her, and there was another person in the reflection in the water, with the same white hair and face, but not the same heart.

Feng Jiu turned around and looked at him closely, smiled faintly, with Zheyan's peach blossom drunk in his hand, "Dijun, I just asked for this from Zheyan, it's so beautiful, I'll play a piano and have a drink, how about it?"

Seeing her smile, Donghua felt relieved, stroked her cheek, and replied, "Okay."

The strings of the piano are lightly waved, her eyes are unwavering, and the moment the breeze blows, a few peach blossoms are blown away, which contrasts well with her red dress and skirt.Such a peerless beauty is rare in the world.

Fengjiu played the piano, while Donghua drank and listened to it. This was once her elusive wish, but after breaking through it, she has no interest in life, and her memories are only hurt.

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, Feng Jiu sighed, "I'm not very proficient in this piano technique, but flute music is more suitable for me."

Donghua knew what she meant, the leisurely time just now was gone, but he still turned into a jade flute, "Jiu'er likes to play the flute, and enjoy it to the fullest, I will accompany you."

Feng Jiu rarely smiled at him in relief, took the jade flute from his hand, and looked at him quietly.

His eyes gradually blurred, Feng Jiu knew that the Wangyoucao had worked.

Wen Chang once told her that Zheyan's Wangqing Water was useless to Emperor Donghua, but the white water juice of Wangyoucao might have some effect. That day in the courtyard, she recognized the Wangyoucao at a glance, Every day I pretended to go to admire the peach blossoms, and took its juice and hid it in a bottle. Yesterday I dyed the juice in an envelope, and asked Zheyan to refine the juice and ginseng it in the peach blossom drunk.

"Emperor."

Feng Jiu stepped back, the purple dress slipped off her body, the red skirt fluttered and danced in the wind, the phoenix flower on her forehead had never been decisive, he heard her whisper, "Feng Jiu knows that he is powerless to persuade the world Only the grass in the courtyard of Taichen Palace can make the emperor forget his worries."

Like thunder, Emperor Donghua was stunned on the stone leaning, Feng Jiu's words pierced into his heart, it was so cruel that he lost his strength.

What followed was Donghua's fury, and he stood up with a sullen face, his tone could not hear his emotions, "How did you know?"

Feng Jiu shook her head, stepped back step by step, with a smile in her eyes, "everything happens, the emperor doesn't need to know."

Waves of dizziness enveloped his head, making him almost drowsy. He reached out to grab the red figure, but his vision became more and more blurred, and she also turned into a wisp of smoke and flew away.

In the Bihai Cangling, surrounded by empty space, Feng Jiu stood quietly with a jade flute in his hand, and Nan Lao followed behind, not saying much.

That day in Xiwu Palace, Nanlao came out from the flute, and she realized that Wenchang knew that she had a destiny with the Three Life Stone, but he was just the one she would meet in the catastrophe of her ascension. In other words, this encounter was for She survived the catastrophe, and once he survived the catastrophe, he would come from where he came from and go from where he went. This is her catastrophe, and it is also his disaster.

He could have killed her to avert the disaster, but he still complied with the destiny. For the past 1000 years, he has treated her so well. If it is not kindness, it is affectionate.

Before the worship ceremony with him, he once told her that when Mo Yuan entered the "spiritual world" by mistake, how did Donghua save him? , with the aura of heaven and earth, cultivate and live, and the heart is connected with it. Because Donghua is called the emperor, he is also the emperor of the "spiritual world".

Old Nan was originally a decaying old tree in the "spiritual world". It was saved by Wenchang, and it was able to cultivate human form. Wenchang decided to go out with her that day, and Old Nan was willing to follow, so he turned into the flute, because Mo Niao The blood was too hostile, so he recuperated in the flute for many days before he came out.

Wenchang once told him that if he should be robbed, he would use this flute to play the song of Yongfeng. After that, the "spiritual world" would not be able to enter and leave, and the disaster would be cut off. Now, Wenchang has returned to Donghua's body, and his spiritual consciousness is asleep. Nan Lao thinks Return to his "spirit world" to fulfill Wenchang's last wish.

She knew, so she decided to go back together.

She is only a fairy, but she can't get the Sansheng Stone, and she can't make decisions about the origin and extinction. She can only guard in the "spiritual world", return his affection, and recall the thousand years of time.

Old Nan took over the jade flute, and the music of Yongfeng was played, the air surged like water, and the scene in front of him was the same as it was thousands of years ago, the sky was boundless, water and sky connected.

A burst of purple light flashed across the air, Feng Jiu was startled, and quickly took back the jade flute from Old Nan's hand, intending to create a barrier.

It's just that the sword light flashed and collided with the jade flute. As soon as they fought, a wave of water shook between the electric light and the flint, soaring to the sky layer by layer.

Sure enough, it is rare in this world for two magical artifacts to collide, and it will be a huge wave. If they really do it, it will be earth-shattering.

Feng Jiu had no choice but to take back the jade flute, and fell back to the ground, facing away from the person holding Canghe.

"Where are you going"

Donghua's voice whispered behind her, she looked at the entrance ahead, leaned forward slightly, and took a step.

"My aunt is pregnant with a son, so she will have a place to be a queen. The tribulation of love on the Three Lives Stone is over, and Feng Jiu has nothing to worry about. She wishes to live in the spirit world forever and never come back."

"what about me"

In just three words, it expresses Donghua's grievances.

Yes, he was wronged. No one except Feng Jiu could make him suffer so much. She only thought about her clan, and about Emperor Wenchang, who would leave him so resolutely, where would he be?

"Wen Chang knew early in the morning that his life was doomed to me, but he still did not fear the catastrophe. He stayed with me for thousands of years, and only wanted to live up to each other. The emperor's heart is for the common people. Feng Jiu once cut off his tail, but now, he is no longer in love. get up."

She doesn't want him anymore.

The effect of the medicine was still faintly lingering, Donghua was a little unsteady, subconsciously stepped forward to hold her, but she was still staring at the front, he knew that his gentleness towards him during this period was not sincere, but he still preferred her to lie to him , and at this point, he only listened to her—

"Go back and don't come to me again."

"Why... Wenchang is just a shadow..."

Donghua's complexion was pale, and the hand that was holding her sleeve was tightened, staring at her, with a trembling sound in his voice, "It's obvious that you love me..."

Listening to his words, Feng Jiu finally sneered, "Wenchang is in my heart, not anyone's shadow. He will not give me a map of the world, and he will not give me a marriage. Emperor, how can you compare with him?" ?”

Pursing her lips tightly, Donghua understood, she blamed him.

The entrance gradually tightened. Nan Lao hadn't turned back just now due to inconvenience, but now he couldn't help but look back and leaned over, "Emperor, I am afraid that your fate with Emperor Donghua is not exhausted. Emperor Wenchang once told me that if his spiritual consciousness Still alive, I will do my best to continue your relationship with Emperor Donghua on the Sansheng Stone. The Empress might as well go and check it out."

"...Continuation?!"

Feng Jiu looked at the faintly blue shadow of the emperor, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, sneering in a daze, everything in the past, up to the broken tail, how often did that love make her happy?

"It's all about evil fate, why bother to continue it..."

Feng Jiu's every word was stabbed in his heart like a needle, with such disdain, he was speechless, only silently clutching her cuff.

Knowing that the entrance would not last long, Feng Jiu waved her hand abruptly, and strode forward with Luo Qun.

Suddenly being pulled back, the jade flute in his hand was taken away, and Feng Jiu was locked in Donghua's arms forcibly, unable to move.

Donghua ignored her beating hard, and pressed her head against his chest, preventing her from seeing the entrance.

The surface of the water was filled with smog, making it hard to see his expression. Mr. Nan bowed and saluted, then turned and walked towards the "spirit world", disappearing together with the place where the water and the sky meet.

This situation will never appear again.

Feng Jiu sensed that the "spirit world" had been sealed, and her body trembled slightly.

She didn't want to face Emperor Donghua anymore, and didn't want to be entangled with him anymore. Most of her memories with him made her painful.

She had said earlier that she forgot.

She forgot, she doesn't want to think about it again, doesn't he understand?

"Nine children..."

Feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, Donghua stroked her back with a bitter taste in his throat, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

"Why...why do I want to know you..."

Feng Jiu trembled even more in his arms, her clothes were wet, and a muffled voice came, telling him to hold her tighter, not to let her continue talking.

There was a slight moisture in the red eyes, Donghua buried his head on her shoulder, his voice was so soft that it was barely audible, "Don't say that, Jiu'er, don't say that..."

He can bear her resentment and hatred, but he doesn't want her to regret it.As far as he was concerned, he couldn't stand it.

"Whatever you want is fine. If you want to stay together, I will accompany you. If you want to be single-minded, I promise you... anything, Jiu'er..."

"I want, I want to be with you..." Feng Jiu choked, and said with trembling lips, "It's worth meeting each other."

Shi Mo froze, no longer speaking, just locked her tightly.

He didn't want to hear it anymore, and he didn't want to hear that she hurt him so much.

How could she do this without giving him a chance?He was wrong, he was wrong, but Jiu'er would not be like this, she would not be so cruel...

After crying for a long time, Feng Jiu also gradually calmed down.Donghua hugged her and patted her on the back, as if coaxing a child.

He finally let go of her, put his hands on her cheeks, and wiped away her wet tears.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't look at him, even if he raised her face, he couldn't see the focus of her eyes.

Pressing against her forehead, Donghua's tone remained the same, "Jiu'er, let's go back to Taichen Palace."

Morning Palace...

Morning Palace...

Muttering these three words in her heart, Feng Jiu shook her head and shrank back.She didn't want to go to Taichen Palace, and she didn't want to recall those memories.

Muttering silently, he stepped back step by step.

"Jiu'er..." Seeing that she seemed to be in a trance, Donghua stepped forward to pull her, but the reaction was even worse, and he refused to even let him touch her.

She was so stimulated that she couldn't bear it for a while and passed out.

He held her up in time and picked her up, just like every time before, he sent her into the Taichen Palace before putting her down.

Seeing that the emperor came back, Si Ming said nothing, lamented why he was so tired after going to Taolin, turned around and backed out.