Chapter 29: Desire to give up

In the spring garden, the clusters of peonies bloom, three or two colorful butterflies fly around, and there is a beautiful white jade railing in front of the flowers. A woman sits on the railing, slender and slender, light yellow dress, elegant, long skirt Barefoot like a jade, head slightly to the right, long hair half-bun, half-draped, one-handed handrail, one hand naturally dropped, beautiful eyebrows, graceful like a willow, three-point elegance, three-point casualness, three Laziness, plus an unruly point.
"This kind of wind is rare."
Suddenly a sound rang, Hua Chun was startled, and the pen in his hand dropped off, and a hand in the diagonal thorn reached out, and he easily took the brush in his hand.
"It turned out to be a pony." Hua Chunran took a breath and calmed his heartbeat. "It's so late, has the pony not rest yet?"
"Isn't the princess not resting yet?" The dynasty smiled and put the paintbrush back on the pen holder. "Scared the princess?"
Scared was scared, but admittedly not, Hua Chunran shook his head and asked, "Is the consort looking for me?"
The dynasty did not answer her. Instead, she picked up the portrait in the case and looked at it, nodding her head, "I want to come to the princess to see Feng Xi as a lifelong confidante, otherwise she will be able to paint her charm."
"Wind Girl is a smart person, intersects with it, and feels happy." Hua Chun stood up and looked at the person in the painting with the dynasty. At the end, she glanced at the dynasty slightly. "Besides her characters, who doesn't Dump for it."
"Really." The dynasty nodded, then put the portrait back on the table, covered it with a piece of white paper, picked up the paintbrush, and glanced at Hua Chunran. "The princess must have never seen such a windy evening?" said he. With his hand up and down, he was attentive, and within a moment, another very different wind rushed on the paper.
"This is..." Hua Chunran was shocked.
The person in the painting, dressed in silver armor and silver armor, stands high above the city wall, holding a long bow in hand, gazing at the front, and flying behind her with a slender figure, which has a kind of grace and arrogance.
"This is the wind girl? How does she look like this?" Hua Chun looked at the dynasty in amazement, her heart was hot and cold for a moment.
"This is Bai Fengxi, where the princess is a confidant, but she is also the princess Xiyun who created Fengyunqi in one hand, and is the current queen of Qingzhou!" The dynasty looked at Hua Chunran calmly, and her lips even raised a touch of light. laugh.
"She? Xiyun Princess? Queen of Qingzhou?" Hua Chunran stared back at the painting, then looked at another portrait he painted, and suddenly felt a ridiculous feeling in her heart, and she felt very ridiculous.
"The princess didn't expect it?" The dynasty picked a chair and sat down, gazing at Hua Chunran extremely softly. "The princess certainly can't think of it. That black abundance is the son of Lanzhou in Yongzhou, right?"
"Princess Lan Xi?" Hua Chunran was dumbfounded again, his eyes falling on the dynasty's face in doubt and blankness.
"Yeah, the rivers and lakes heroes have white winds and black breaths, but in fact they are Princess Xiyun and Lan Xi's son." The tone of the imperial dynasty was faint.
"Princess Xiyun... Lan Xi's son..." Hua Chunran repeated, staying on the chair and sitting down.
The dynasty looked at her quietly without speaking.
Hua Chunran sat there for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud, "No wonder...they know so much, they understand poems, master six skills, know a hundred schools, Xiao Bingjian, and Jiang Hucao know so much, how can they have the demeanor they have? ...Hahahaha... ridiculous I actually thought...hahahaha..."
The temple only heard laughter for a while. Despite the gaffe, Hua Chunran's laughter was still as crisp as a nightingale, his hands were concealed, his eyes were moving, and his posture was beautiful like a peony trembling in the wind.
The dynasty looked at her quietly as if enjoying a precious picture. Although she felt that no one in the world could pass the wind, she had to admit the beauty in front of her. Can be a neighbor." 【Note 1】
But for only a moment, Hua Chunran laughed and closed his voice, still sitting in the chair elegantly, looking at the dynasty, and he was calm. "Is the horse to tell me this?"
"Ha ha ha ha..." The next turn of the dynasty laughed out loud, "I did not miss the princess."
Hua Chunran quietly looked at the dynasty with a long laugh.
When he laughed, like the sunrise in the east, the light was shining, and the whole body was full of Zhang domineering. This man is the son of Jizhou, the future king of Jizhou, and her husband-in-law, but why is it so strange?
"Remember that before going to Qingzhou, the princess said a word." The dynasty smiled and stood up to take Hua Chunran's hand.
Hua Chunran stood up involuntarily. It seems that at this moment he found out that he was so tall, he only reached his shoulders, and looked up, that face... the facial features were extremely beautiful, golden brown eyes. When your eyes look at you intently, the dazzling golden mansions can be confusing and make you lost for an instant, as if you just listen to him and obey him.
"Yes, Chunran said to the concubine that day: Ru's home country is my home country, and my home country is Ru's home country." Hua Chunran's fingertips in the dynasty shuddered slightly.
"So I have a present to give to the princess." The dynasty took out an item from the sleeve and put it in Hua Chunran's palm. His expression was gentle and solemn, just as a husband gave his heirloom treasure to his wife for safekeeping.
"Is this?" Hua Chunran looked at the cold and dark black iron block in his hand. When he saw the patterns and writings above, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at the dynasty in disbelief. "This is Xuanji?" "
"Yes, this is the supreme world-Xuan Ji!" The dynasty smiled faintly.
"You gave it to me?" Hua Chunran looked at Xuanji in his hand, and then at the dynasty. After confirmation, an ecstasy surged into his heart, but then, various complex feelings rushed into joy.
"You and my husband are one, and my nature is also yours." The dynasty held Hua Chunran's hand together with Xuan Ji in his palm. At that moment, his expression was gentle, sincere, solemn, and simple. The language was thick and heavy like an oath.
Hua Chunran stared blankly at the hands he held, the hands were hot, but Xuan Ji was cold, just like her heart at the moment, joy and sorrow, hot and cold mixed. Looking up, looking at the face, looking at the gentle eyes, could not help being a little trance.
This man, from the first glance at the meeting, although he was outstanding, but the momentum always made her discouraged. And at this moment, his expression was so gentle, Jin Eye looked at her intently, she knew... that his words and deeds were sincere, because he was the one who said what he needed to do, and since then he no longer regarded her as a pure princess, but Treat her as a wife.
Suddenly, the joy of my heart spread, as if she would touch what she had been eager for... Only one step away, she could touch! After the supreme noble Xuan Ji... Finally, she took the corner of her lips and burst out a smile, as beautiful as a flower.
"People always have to pay what they can get." After rejoicing, Hua Chunran looked at the dynasty calmly. "With Xuanji in hand, what do I need to pay?"
The dynasty released his hand, looked down at the rare and beautiful face in front of him, and smiled gently, "Just remember, the princess is the wife of the imperial dynasty of Jizhou, and you and my husband are one."
Hua Chunran's heartstrings shook, her face pale for a moment, but then she took a deep breath, and then smiled, "From now on, Chunran is just the wife of the dynasty."
The dynasty was very happy, "Can the princess like my present?"
Hua Chunran raised his hand to caress his temples, his expression was delicate and charming, "He sent by the horse, naturally love it."
"That's good." The dynasty nodded and smiled, "I also hope that the princess can cherish herself and use it."
Hua Chunran clenched the Xuanji in his hand, and then looked at the dynasty with clear eyes and firmness, "Purely will not lose the horse!"
The dynasty sword eyebrows moved slightly, gazing at Hua Chunran, for a moment, he smiled and nodded again, "Where I stand, the princess will stand next to me!"
"Oh?" Hua Chunran's eyes flicked and her expression was soft, "Where should I be when the concubine is coming to the world?"
"Since the mother is the world!" The dynasty once again took Hua Chunran's hand, touching fingertips, intertwining fingers, interlocking wrists, eye contact, this... is their ritual, the ancient, never betrayed pledge.
This move was obviously beyond Hua Chun's expectation. She looked at the intersecting hand with some emotion, and looked up at the dynasty, the solemn expression, and the unrepentant gaze. At this moment, she wanted to laugh, but she wanted to cry again. At last, she just stood and stared blankly, and Ren Na's hands warmed each other.
After a moment, the dynasty let go, "It's late at night, the princess should have a rest." After he finished speaking, he turned away, walked to the door, and suddenly turned back, looking at Hua Chunran, "Will we help each other and help each other? "" After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for the answer. He smiled and walked away.
In the room, Hua Chunran gazed quietly at the cold Xuanji in his hand. After a long time, a tear fell on the black iron, but he quickly disappeared silently on the hot summer night.
In the twenty-sixth year of Jingyan, from April to June, for Qingzhou people, several major events occurred during this period. First, the Lord died, then the new king succeeded, then Youzhou committed the crime, and then came the queen to fight, and finally the two states reached a peace agreement.
The queen who returned to the country after the war is no longer the weak princess in the impression of the people of the past, but the wise queen who is capable and decisive.
After the class teacher returned to the dynasty to wait for the first king for a hundred days, she sent the first king's coffin to Weishan and was buried in Yeling with the first king and then the Weis. Then she dismissed the first king's sister-in-law. The young and beautiful people are willing to give a dowry to remarry; the old and deceased are willing to give gold and silver to their natal family to give old age; the rest are those who want to keep the festival for the first king, all sent to the Tzu Chi Temple Buddha.
At the beginning of her succession, she knew that the princes left by the princes were less capable, and the corpses had more meals. Therefore, in the early days of the morning, she sought out the wrong place and repeatedly relegated several mediocre ministers. A humble but talented courtier, although the former imperial guard commander Li Xian was dead, he should be held accountable for his breach of duty and dereliction of duty. He reformed Qijuelu and ordered Xie Su to be the imperial guard commander and Qi Shu the deputy commander. Then, he rewarded Feng Du and other officials who stayed in the prison country, as well as the soldiers who had merited the battle in this battle.
After this reward and punishment decision, she began to reform the dynasty politics, and issued a decree to select talents among the people. In the past few months, the court has been completely renovated. Both the generals and the people are sighing. Compared with the previous king, the Queen's Royal Highness is more diligent and diligent.
In September, it was easy to steal half a day of leisure, Feng Xiyun took off the complicated dress, put on plain clothes, and walked casually in the palace.
Unconsciously, she came to Chenglu Palace, where her mother lived before her death. Since the death of her mother, it has been deserted for many years. She stood there for a moment, and stepped into the palace gate. In the courtyard of the front hall, there was a tree of hibiscus, blue leaf frost flowers, icing and jade, natural beauty, swaying in the autumn wind.
Feng Xiyun sat down on the steps and was quiet all around, only a faint floral fragrance, she looked at the tree white hibiscus, and suddenly remembered her mother. In my memory, my mother's figure was delicate and her eyes were depressed.
Hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, red calyx in the mountains.
Closed accounts are silent, no one has opened and fell. 【Note 2】
She murmured, sighing softly as she remembered the past of her mother and father.
At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the palace. She turned her head to look and saw that Pei Yu led a group of inner attendants and palace ladies.
"Lord, why don't you bring anyone around you?" Pei Yu frowned as soon as he saw Feng Xiyun. He stepped up and walked into Chenglu Palace, while the other inner attendants and court ladies waited outside the palace.
Feng Xiyun heard the words and only smiled. The manager Pei, who has served his father since he was a child, also watched her born and grew up, and treated her like no other. "Chief Pei, do you remember my mother?"
Speaking of the first queen, Pei Yu felt sad, "Remember, how can the old slave not remember, the first king and the first queen are the best friends, and the old slaves almost grew up with them."
"Green plum bamboo horse..." Feng Xiyun's eyes dimmed, and then muttered, "Even if it is such a deep and long friendship, there is no love for a few years."
Pei Yudun looked at Feng Xiyun in surprise.
"Father Wang is a kind and generous person, but he can't have a beginning and an end." Feng Xiyun got up and walked under the hibiscus tree, even if the tree was full of flowers and flowers, it could be opened in this turbulent autumn wind Sunny? How much joy can there be? It's not as good as green pine and green cypress.
"The Lord..." Pei Yu pondered, "The first king and the first queen... Alas, if the first queen can be less arrogant, he will not..."
His words were very euphemistic and he didn’t even dare to explain them, but Feng Xiyun understood what he said, but he didn’t feel a little comfort, "The loneliness is melted into the bones of the mother. It’s also because of this arrogance, but it’s a pity that I couldn’t start a good and a good end. Carrying a child’s hand and growing up with it is just a matter of self-deception.

"Lord, you..." Pei Yu became more ominous when she listened to her, and immediately worried.
Feng Xiyun turned around, "Come on, my mother doesn't like someone disturbing me." She stepped out of Chenglu Palace.
Pei Yu followed her, looking at her back, with pity and worry. After the death of Wang Xian, Qingzhou Fengshi was the only one. Now that she is the king of Qingzhou, what will happen to her marriage in the future? Which man in this world can match him?
Pei Yuzheng thought secretly, but saw Feng Xiyun stopped in front of him, and looked to the left. Pei Yu looked at it, but saw a small inner rush rushing.
"Why run? What kind of system?" He snorted immediately.
The little inner waiter was so scared that he nearly stumbled, and after a few breaths, he walked over in anxiety and saluted Fengfeng Xiyun, "Lord, someone from outside the palace said you are your chef. "
Feng Xiyun heard the words, and his eyes lit up, "Please soon!"
"Yes." Nei Shi took orders, and ran back again, ran a few steps, remembering Pei Yu's scolding, and quickly stopped, walking step by step.
"Go quickly." Feng Xiyun urged him behind him.
So, Xiao Naiwai hurried away as quickly as possible.
Feng Xiyun did not wait, and moved forward, obviously wanting to welcome him.
Pei Yu secretly whispered to what kind of person is this "chef", so that the Lord would welcome him?
Walking to the Yusheng Palace, standing on the Gaodandan Steps, a long figure saw a long figure coming out of the Kunling Gate, and came towards this side without any hassle.
As the man got closer and closer, his figure gradually became clearer. The young man, pale blue robe, and ordinary facial features looked very ordinary, far inferior to the handsome grace of the son of Lan Xi, Pei Yu did not understand this. How can the person of the Lord let the Lord kiss him. So he looked at the man again. When he saw it for the first time, he felt a little unusual. The ordinary facial features of the man seemed to contain auras not found in ordinary people.
The man in Tsing Yi walked down to Dan Order, looking up at Feng Xiyun above Dan Order, and then saluted, "Waiting to Qing Qing." Although the tone was respectful, he bowed slightly, but did not give a big gift.
When Pei Yuzheng felt that this person had lost his etiquette, he heard Feng Xiyun's voice in his ear, "Jiu Wei, you are finally here." The tone of his voice was so joyful that he was amazed.
"Well, I'm here." Jiu Wei also smiled slightly, looking at Feng Xi on Dan's stage-no, that's not Feng Xi.
Although the white dress is still the same, the front of the dress and the skirt are embroidered with a gorgeous golden phoenix, with a jade belt around the waist, long hair pulled into a bun, and gold hairpin inserted into a bun, and the temples are swayed and pressed, which is bright and beautiful. Between expression and manners, it is also noble. These all show that this is not the simple and chic Bai Fengxi on the rivers and lakes, and the person in front of him is the king of Qingzhou-Feng Xiyun.
His heart was complicated, and he seemed a little lost, but there was some faint excitement and expectation.
Feng Xiyun's eyes stared deeply at Jiu Wei under the Dan Order, and then extended his hand, "Jiu Wei, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Jiu Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he lifted his feet and walked up to Dan Jie, stepping up to Feng Xiyun step by step. "I said I would come." He reached out and took her hand.
"Huh." Feng Xiyun focused on her head, her eyes stretched, relaxed and happy, "Come on, let's go, I have a lot to say to you."
"Good." Jiu Wei chuckled.
The two went hand in hand, and Pei Yu was shocked behind him.
Who is this man? The Lord is so close to him? At that moment, Pei Yu suddenly remembered the premature death of the writing moon son. Since he went, this is the first time the Lord has approached a man like this.
On that day, everyone in the palace knew that a long-time son had arrived. Although he did not know the family background, the Lord was very close to him. Is it the future king of the Lord?
Shaoguang ranwan, hibiscus fall, there will be Gui Piao Jinqiu.
In the Hanchen Palace, Feng Xiyun put down the movement in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and looked sideways to the window. A tree of dangui was full of fragrant trees, and the golden wind blew through, and then the fragrance shook with the wind.
The situation has stabilized, only in the shaky Great Eastern Dynasty. How long can this calm last? And can she protect the people of Qingzhou from the chaos of war? At this point, you can't help but sigh.
Suddenly, a subtle sound came, as if falling leaves dance in the wind, the human ear could hardly perceive it.
"Who?" she whispered, her long sleeves hanging down, and Bai Ling was already holding it in her hand.
A touch of dark shadow flew from the window into the hall like a ray of smoke.
"Dark charm, meet the Green King."
"Dark Charm?" Feng Xiyun's gaze narrowed, looking at the dark shadow, blurring, not seeing his face, nor his figure, but he only knew roughly that he was kneeling and bowing his head to salute her. The only thing that was clear was his voice, but he couldn’t remember it again after hearing it, "Yongzhou's Blue Angel?"
"Yes." Dark Charm replied, "By the order of the son, send the letter to the Green King."
When the words fell, an elegant blue fragrance flew away in the palace, and then a molan flew out of the black shadow, and went straight to Fengxiyun.
Feng Xiyun let go of Bai Ling's hand and spread it in front of him, and the Molan fell lightly on her palm. She sighed slightly at Mo Lan, and Mo Lan slowly stretched and spread out, and then the letter paper thin like a cicada came out of Mo Lan's stamens.
She picked up the letter paper and read the letter in a few moments. It was slightly warm on the face, such as drinking Qiongjiu and Yuyan Qinxia, ​​but it was only an instant. The glow on the face had faded, and her eyes were deep like the sea. No emotion can be seen.
"When the young man told him to leave, he had to bring back the Qing Wang's personal reply." The dark and faint voice sounded in the hall.
"Huh." Feng Xiyun smiled slightly, but there was no joy in the smile, "You will come to get the letter again at this time tomorrow."
"Yes, the dark charms say goodbye." Black Shadow flew out of the window lightly again.
Feng Xiyun's eyes fell back to the letter in her hand. In a flash, a slightly sad smile floated on her face, turning her head to look out the window. Qiu Gao was refreshing and Dan Gui was sullen. She looked but sighed helplessly.
Do you really want to take this step?
Footsteps were heard outside the palace, and they stepped in for a long time, and a fragrance of chrysanthemum spread in the temple.
Feng Xiyun returned to his mind and turned his head to see Jiu Wei holding a bowl of porridge in.
"Tired? I made you a chrysanthemum porridge, clear your eyes." Jiu Wei placed the porridge bowl on the table, but when she saw her look wrong, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
Feng Xiyun just smiled and passed the porridge bowl, and then he smelled full of fragrance, and his mind couldn't help calming.
Jiu Wei didn't ask any more, just handed over the spoon, "Look how it tastes."
"Huh." Feng Xiyun took it and scooped a spoonful of the entrance. "Huh... it's clear and cool, the fragrance is around the lips and teeth, delicious!" After three or two times, I drank a bowl of porridge and looked up at Jiu Wei. , The frowned frown had already spread, and there was only greed in his eyes at this moment, "For a long time, I need another bowl."
"If you eat more, it won't smell." Jiu Wei raised her hand and flicked her forehead.
"Jiuwei..." Feng Xiyun tugged at his sleeve, his intention clear.
"You can only eat a bowl, otherwise you don't want to eat at night?" Jiu Wei withdrew his sleeves and looked at Feng Xiyun amusedly. It seems that only by eating this greedily can the person in front of him be the same as the white wind in the past. Xilian together.
"Okay." Feng Xiyun reluctantly agreed to the food at night.
Jiu Wei picked up the bowl and spoon and set it aside, but when he turned back, he saw Feng Xiyun looking at an ink flower on the table. He stood quietly and looked at her, but he didn't see her half a moment later and couldn't help looking. Looking at Moran, his heart suddenly moved, calling: "Xi'er."
Feng Xiyun woke up and looked at him sideways. When he saw a worry in his eyes, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Jiuwei, do you know what is the best way to bring the two countries into one?"
"Huh?" Jiu Wei's brow peaked slightly, "Ally?"
Feng Xiyun shook his head, "To put it another way, let the two people merge into one, do you know what the method is?"
Jiu Wei's eyes glared and looked at Feng Xiyun without saying a word. Although he vaguely guessed, he didn't want to believe it.
"Husband and wife." Feng Xiyun answered by himself, staring at the Molan. "The husband and wife are one, and both will be prosperous, and both will lose. Both of the two countries will not separate from each other, and the blessings will be the most common. The best way is for the kings of the two states to be married!"
Looking at Feng Xiyun for a long time, naturally, she didn't miss the dark color that flashed in her eyes when she talked about "couple", "Xi'er, is it..."
Feng Xiyun smiled again, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. He fingered Molan and said lightly: "In fact, I had expected it before, but I didn't expect him to be like this. I thought... In 2014, whether it was me or him, there was always a difference. He always kept a little... Unfortunately, he still took this step."
Jiu Wei frowned, "How do you decide?"
"Am I..." Feng Xiyun got up and walked to the window, looked at the palm of the hand, and then stretched out his hand, gently blowing, and Mo Lan flew out of the window and floated into the air, "Of course I want to promise him. "The words were spoken, but there was helplessness and sorrow in his eyes. His eyes were still chasing the Molan, as if he had thrown out something important with his own hands. Although he was reluctant, he was determined.
"Do you really want to marry him?" Jiuwei walked to Feng Xiyun and turned her body, "Xi'er, can't agree. Ten years of friendship is not easy. If you agree with him, you will be at an end!" That...that way, both of you will hate you in the future!"
"Jiuwei." Feng Xiyun raised his hand to hold the long hand on his shoulder and shook his head. He smiled lightly, but he also laughed helplessly, "Maybe this is doomed from the beginning when I met him. Doomed to be so many years...Isn't that enough? But I can't take a step closer with him, and they are separated by a layer when they are closest. He can't, I can't!"
"Does it have to be this way?" Jiu Wei couldn't bear it but was helpless.
"In my position with him, it can only be like this." Feng Xiyun turned around and stared blankly at the Dangui outside the window. "This Great Eastern Dynasty has been fraught with holes. I have something I want to protect. , He has what he wants to hold, then our cooperation is the best, I achieve what I want, he has what he wants."
"But..." Jiu Wei looked at Feng Xiyun anxiously for a long time, and those eyes with auras seemed to be able to see through the time and see all the future. "If it is like this in life, wouldn't it be sad?"
"I and him...for a lifetime..." Feng Xiyun's voice was blank for a moment, and his eyes fell into the distance. "It has been intersected for more than ten years. Today, if it is possible, I think he will not be easily ruined." "
"Xi'er." For a long time, there was a deep sorrow in his voice.
Feng Xiyun stared at the sky with melancholy. On the pale blue sky, there was a cloud drifting like a cloud, such a high, such a freedom, she longed for it in her heart, but knew she could no longer reach out.
"If I was just Bai Fengxi, I would drag the man away on the Tianzhi Mountain that day, smiling and proud of the forest, walking through the haze, and being free and easy. Whatever the world, what the hegemony, has nothing to do with me, whatever he is There is no need to worry about how many Jiuqu intestinal sulcus he has. But, I am the descendant of Qingzhou Fengshi." She looked back at Jiu Wei with a determined look. "The most important part of my life is still Qingzhou's Fengxiyun! A person's life is not just for herself, for love, but also for responsibilities and obligations!" She looked at Jiuwei deeply, with a strange light in her eyes, "Jiuwei, Are you not the same?"
For a long time, he was dumb and sighed for a long time, "I will make good food for you every day, it will make you healthy and healthy, and live for a long time!"
Notes:
【Note 1】Li Xiaoguang's "Peony"
【Note 2】Wang Wei's "Wood Furong"