Chapter 135: Except Wushan is not a cloud

Without a word, Long Nian Yujia arrived in front of the Ningyun Temple, Qing Chen and Ye Tianling stepped off and drove, crossing the Ming Dynasty imperial road, but their steps were getting faster and faster, and Shi Gong'e hurriedly followed behind them, almost about to trot. . Ye Tianling walked with her for a while, then suddenly took a quick step and reached out to hold her: "Qing'er."
Yan Xi, Baguio, etc., all knowing about it, hurriedly led the attendants and walked away with bated breath.
Qing Chen was staggered by Ye Tianling, but he never turned around. He just stood still and looked forward. The carved columns and jade columns, the Yaochi Tianque, were all misty.
Ye Tianling pulled her body gently, but saw the light faintly under the Mingyu lamp, tears were already on her face.
"Qing'er." He frowned and called to her in a low voice, a little bit hesitant to apologize.
Qing Chen raised his head and suddenly rushed into his arms, pushing him back with such strength, almost hitting the eaves pillar behind him. "Fourth brother, give me a child." Qing Chen's voice was muted, looking straight into his eyes, Hua Zhu's shadow fell on her face, casting a deep grief that was difficult to dissolve.
Ye Tianling frowned suddenly, looked at her for a long while, and the hand around her waist tightened her tightly. He lowered his head and said slowly: "Although I said I will give you everything you want, Qing'er, Don’t ask for it for others, especially this. I don’t like you saying this to me with any purpose, no matter what."
Qing Chen said sadly: "You are the emperor, the king of a country, you can't have children."
The endless darkness under Ye Tianling's eyes seemed to obliterate her. He stared at her silently: "What I said just now, don't let me repeat it. With me, you don't need to pay attention to anyone, listen carefully, Remember, you are not allowed to care about anyone except me."
He raised his hand and stroked her cheek, gently. Qing Chen’s strong support dissipated under his gaze, her almost sharp eyes gradually lost, and she shook her head slowly: "But I want someone with your blood and mine. Children of flesh and blood, I don’t care about them, I just want to give you a child."
There was a trace of warmth in Ye Tianling's eyes, hugging her into her arms, and whispered: "I have you in me, and you have me in you. If God gave us a child, it would be an accident. If you don't give it, In this life we ​​are each other’s children."
He seemed to look at the misty Jade Lake from a distance, into the depths of the vast night sky, and his voice echoed in her ears with a strange power. The moment the world retreated to the ancient chaos, only the two of them were left, everything turned into nothingness.
In the boundless loneliness, there are you and me standing by, all eyes are exchanged, blooming the prosperity of the world.
There is no sorrow or terror, no fear or sorrow, and a deep and satisfying sigh falls in my heart. Qing Chen looked at Ye Tianling for a moment, and he slowly curled the corners of his lips, with a faint smile, his face was as clear and within reach. I don't know how long it took, he whispered to her, her voice slightly mute, with a magnetic temptation: "Qing'er, I want you."
With a tiptoe, Qing Chen's long sleeves fluttered up, stretched out his arms to put his arms around his neck, and kissed his burning lips.
Ye Tianling hugged her and strode towards the palace, the Dan gauze tent, the silk brocade, the skin of Deception Saixue, showing the hair like a waterfall. The curtains are dimly lit and charming, his domineering aura is like an ocean, and the blurry brilliance in her star eyes is like a silky charm bewitching him, the soft and powerful vortex swept down, and his love and infatuation turned into his desire for her.
He kissed her softly, and walked along the lifelike swallowtail butterfly, lingering in the softness of snow jade. She shuddered slightly under his fiery bite kiss, like an orchid shyly exposed, and the beauty of the night, like a demon, seduced him into fanaticism.
He hugged her fiercely, raised his hand to wipe out the flickering candles, the ice silk was messy in the dark, and she was only breathing slightly with the fragrance lingering. At this moment, she belonged to him completely, and he penetrated into the depths of her soul, melting her under madness.
He is her, she is him, possessing everything and giving everything. They are together, it doesn't matter if they are in smoke, they have everything, but they don't need anything anymore, just floating in the boundless, endless.
She obsessed with him, calling his name, the only person in the world who called him this way, and only he would call her Qinger.
Qing'er, she has only one name, and only this one is her.
She was born for him, for him through the millennium years, the next life and this life, only for him, hand in hand with him in this bustling world, willing to sink forever.
The night is late, people are quiet, this life has become idiot.
"History of the Heavenly Dynasty·Emperor Capital" Volume 103.
In the autumn of four years, the king of Khotan became seriously ill, and the emperor sent 5,000 people from the Xuanjia army to send Princess Duoxia back west to succeed the throne. For five years, Queen Yutian was named the Queen of the West Sea, and the West Sea Protector was established.
Thirty miles of autumn waves in Pinghu, one day the autumn moon is like water, and the lake breaks like stars.
The moon shadow in the heart of the lake, a canoe mooring far away, wave after wave, as if to drift into the moon palace in the cold sky. On the side of the cabin, Ye Tianzhan leaned against Mochizuki alone, with a half-pot of sake in his hand, all relaxed.
Lifting the wine and pouring it into her throat, a woman walked out of the cabin next to her. She stretched out her hand and snatched the jug from him. The scent of orchid like musk drifted across her cheeks with the gauze between her sleeves. With both eyes, he smiled leisurely: "Duoxia, return me."
Duo Xia ignored him, turned around and let go of her hand. The jug plunged into the center of the lake, swaying in the clear waves, and a faint shadow of jade porcelain sank into the bottomless lake in an instant.
"You are not allowed to drink anymore."
Ye Tianzhan opened his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, bending them in an elegant arc, and said a deep smile: "Okay, just listen to you once."
Duo Xia leaned on the side of the ship with her hand, and the night wind wafted across her beautiful cheeks. Looking at Ye Tianzhan, she whispered, "Tomorrow, I will leave."
Ye Tianzhan stood beside her, his white clothes seemed to be soaked in the moonlight and cold, he smiled slightly: "Well, I will leave tomorrow."
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Duoxia's thick and long eyelashes curled down, reminding Ye Tianzhan of Crescent Spring on the shore of the sand sea, with a thin blade of charming, stunning beauty under the desert sand. Scenery. He admired her beauty, she was his nominal princess, but more like a friend. Being his wife as a companion, knowing that I will send her away in the end, it is almost real easy to be in front of her.
"In Yutian, I have made arrangements for you. You will be escorted by the Xuanjia Army on this journey. You can rest assured that there is nothing wrong."
"only these?"
Qingfeng Yuehua turned into a faint smile in his eyes: "No matter what happens in the Western Regions, you can repair the book with me. The Palace of Cham is still your home."
"how about you?"
"I am still me."
Duo Xia looked at him for a while, looked away, her low-hanging long eyelashes covered her eyes with a shallow shadow, "I never thought that the Xuan Jia army would send me back on this day."
Ye Tianzhan smiled and sighed, "I didn't expect it either."
Duo Xia asked: "Don't you regret it?"
Ye Tianzhan raised his head slightly, and the moonlight showered on his handsome face. "Three years," he said lightly, "Do you know what I did for three full years?"
The breeze Lingbo, clothes fluttered. His figure reflected into the clear lake, into Duoxia's shining eyes, misty like a phantom: "I only see you worry about everything and work all night, do you want to take out your heart for her?"
"You are wrong." Ye Tianzhan turned around freely, a flash of brilliance in his handsome eyes, penetrating Yuehua is full of majestic heroism, proudly concealing the style of the king, "In the past three years, the officials in the court have been in charge. It is no longer comparable to the past. The country has more than 50 million silver in stock, the people’s livelihood is getting richer, the western regions of Tubo are all stable, and the borders are calm. Although there is still a long way to go, there will be a long way to go. The celestial dynasty will prosper in my hands, you remember what I said, that day will not be long."
His handsome face was full of drunkenness. It was not at all the calmness and calmness that used to deal with courts in the past, and it was no longer the same majesty and majesty in the palace. The charm is compelling.
Duo Xia was stunned in front of him for a moment, and she could see God. His elegance, his loneliness, his domineering, which one is the real him? She didn't know it at all, the man in front of her had too many things hidden in his heart, and it settled in those bright eyes, and it was a wave of grace.
"Duoxia, thank you for staying with me for so many years."
Thousands of miles and bright moons are clear and autumnal, so farewell.
Inexplicably sadness and attachment appeared in her heart, and Duo Xia threw forward into Ye Tianzhan's arms. Ye Tianzhan was stunned, and slowly stretched out his hand to hug her.
The breath on his body is warm like a faint spring breeze, blowing through the yellow sand and flying into the sky, and the setting sun. His smile is a memory that she will never forget in her life. The firm embrace gives her strength and courage. She can turn around with a smile, and after a farewell is the end of the world. On the end of the world, the light yarn flies into the sky, the camel bell is far away, and the jade flute is soft and melodious, tactfully turning into a thousand years of distant and longing.
The clear flute between Ye Tianzhan's lips rippled on the sparkling lake, ups and downs, floating leisurely. Duoxia leaned against him, her heart was empty except for the sound of the flute.
This body is like a dream.
The moon sets and the sky is clear.
Going out from the Yongmen Gate to the west, the autumn sky is cool in the sun, and the wind raises flags. The five thousand Xuanjia Army Qingqi guards Princess Duo Xia returning home, and the ceremonial battle stretches for miles.
Ye Tianzhan did not leave the city to see off because he agreed to Duoxia. The moment Duo Xia set off, he stood on the high pavilion on the top of the city and looked at her back, with a bright smile in his heart: If one day, you are tired of this place, remember that someone is waiting for you in the Western Regions.