Everyone said that Yu Wenhu, the Taishi of the Zhou Kingdom, was a decisive figure, with a cold light, and his pupils were like ghosts.

There are countless sins on that sword...

On the day of the Obon Festival, she met Yu Wenhu.

It was drizzling that day, and the water lanterns to worship the souls of the dead flowed along the river, as if they were going to the river of forgetfulness.

She stood far away from Yu Wenhu, far away, she could only look at a figure, but that figure was lonely, as if she could fall if the wind blows, the young master told her that Yu Wenhu was mourning a woman.

"Is that woman his wife?" She raised her head slightly, and there was no wave in her eyes, as if nothing in this world was enough to make her feel the slightest throbbing.

The young master shook his head, leaning against the rock, the drizzle didn't wet his black hair at all.

Similarly, it did not stain half of her clothes.

"That woman... is his sister-in-law." After an unknown amount of time, the Young Master suddenly said, "She is dead."

Her heart skipped a beat, she only looked at the young master, she had heard that Yu Wenhu, the grand master of the dynasty, seemed to have some ambiguity with the empress, but she did not expect that it was true.

"Dead?" She murmured, and turned to look at the river, where Yu Wenhu was still standing. "How did she die?"

"In order to give birth to the child with different pupils who was conceived by Yu Wenhu's dark room." The young master was calm and said a story that had nothing to do with him.

Deception in the dark room.

She understands what that means.

"He forced that woman to death?" She seemed to be asking transparently.

The young master smiled, "Even if everyone in this world wants Dugu Banruo to die, Yu Wenhu will only kill everyone in the world who wants Dugu Banruo to die." He stepped down a little, and sighed, "So, even if He would rather sacrifice his life for a dream."

This was the first time she heard the name Dugu Banruo.

It sounds very nice.

There was a scent of incense burning in the hall, which was refreshing. She walked in it, as if in a dream. She couldn't remember when she met the young master, but she could remember that it was on a heavy rainy day. The dirt of this world is washed away.

The young master is someone who can understand ghosts and gods in southern Xinjiang. She thought, she must be dead, but she doesn't remember many things.

"Someone is looking for you." That was the young master's first words.

But she still doesn't know who is looking for her.

A woman's laughter suddenly sounded in my ears, the laughter was like a spring hitting a stone, and the jingle sounded.

"Ah Hu."

She turned around abruptly.

In the huge hall, a woman came slowly, with fluttering clothes, and a bell was tied around her wrist, jingling and jingling. She recognized that it was Dugu Prajna, but she didn't know why she was so determined, That is Dugu Prajna.

"Hush." ​​Behind the curtain, someone suddenly pulled Prajna, and in an instant, he disappeared.

His warm thin lips were reflected in Banruo's temples, and the voice followed each other's breathing into Banruo's ears, "I'm thirsty." It was Yu Wenhu, and the corner of his eye fell on Banruo Fengchai Above it was the queen's phoenix hairpin, which happened to rest on his forehead.

"When you're thirsty, find some tea. Why bother with me." This kind of scene seems to be something that Prajna often encounters. But just relying on such a little, it happened to be in his arms, but it was enough to leave his arms in an instant.

He rolled his Adam's apple, couldn't hold back any longer, bent down, and traced the corners of her cold lips, looking for a gap, the tip of his tongue entangled with Prajna's white teeth, in such a charming scene, he seemed to have the despair of drinking poison to quench thirst.

wake up……

Darkness shrouded Yu Wenhu's eyes again.

"I found her." In the room, a candle suddenly lit up. It was the son of Nanjiang.

Now, with the permission of Yu Wenhu, the Taishi of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, he can freely enter and leave Miyagi, and even appear in Yu Wenhu's house.

When a person goes from great sorrow to great joy, he will be so at a loss. He wants to step forward, but suddenly falls to the ground, with no strength left in his body. He suddenly remembered that because of the dream just now, there seems to be something missing in him...

People say that Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, but he didn't know whether he was Zhuang Sheng or a butterfly.

There is a poem by the ancients, "The Xuan room seeks talents and visits chasing ministers, and Jia Sheng's talent is even more incomparable. Poor night, the front table is empty, and you don't ask the common people and ask the ghosts and gods."

Yu Wenhu now understands what the common people have to do with him, and what the world has to do with him.

From beginning to end, but for a dream.

Ask the ghosts and gods, if the woman in the dream is a ghosts and gods, then I will follow.

Better too.

The rest of her life is too long, she is too unforgettable...

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