Chapter 93: Graceful and clear

The sky was dim, and a mysterious light cavalry appeared silently on the cliff in the middle of the mountain. It was dusk before the cross beam, and the north wind that had been raging for several days gradually ceased under the light and shadow of the afterglow. The setting sun dragged the faint shadows and gradually disappeared in the corner of the snowy field, as calm as a woman moving a lotus step, in a cold horse Between the gaps of Jin Ge quietly retreated to the bare sky.
Eleven condescendingly looked at the rebels in front of them, the chariots were coming, the armor was cold, the situation was as expected, the rebels were still gathering troops and horses here, and the only purpose was to seal the way out of the wild valley. Completely isolate the Chinese army.
He turned his horse's head around and smiled at Qing Chen: "I really can't figure it out, how can Brother Si rest assured to let you come with me."
The corner of Qing Chen's lips twitched slightly. When she asked Ye Tianling this question, Ye Tianling focused on the military plane map, and said simply and concisely: "Well, I don't worry about you."
Now that Ye Tianling is not in front of him, Eleven teases her in a low voice: "Anyway, Brother Seven is here, is he confused?"
Qing Chen thought about Ye Tianling's unhurried tone when she raised her head under her inquiries, and her leisurely appearance was a bit hateful: "Married as Princess Ling, you don't have the feeling of being overwhelmed by the sea? "What kind of answer is this, she said helplessly: "He is absolutely confident now."
Eleven laughed loudly: "Who made him so nervous when you were in Hezhou that day? Why don't you teach you a way, you find all the nine spirit stones, it's strange if he is not in a hurry."
Qing Chen pursed his mouth and smiled at him: "Fourth brother didn't want Mr. Zuo to guard Hezhou, so I asked my half of my disciple to help you deal with Conan Xu. You count him, and wait for me to tell him this way. You taught it."
Eleven took the horse whip and pointed directly at her, laughing and laughing. It took a long time to say: "This is really... the color is over the friend! I will never help you again!"
Qing Chen pointed backwards and said: "Why, won't you help me with the prospective princess? Who is it that favors and despise friends?"
Eleven thought of Yin Caiqian, who had come with the army, and her face suddenly felt melancholy. Qing Chen couldn't help but chuckled and turned to look at the rebels: "I learned the Qimen formation from Mr. Zuo. I once heard him mention Conan Xu and said that this man is marching and deploying the heavenly wizards. How does it look like this now? The generals are mediocre?"
Eleven also said: "I'm also surprised. I think it's hard to get a good reputation. Maybe it's because we think about it too much."
The two of them were talking, but they heard a sound of a piano from the open mountains. The sound was melodious, sometimes absent, and almost inaudible, but it was lightly around the peaks and valleys, as clear as ears. The sound of the piano sounded casual, and the understatement brought out the spirit of a thousand troops on the battlefield. Qing Chen and Eleven turned their heads at the same time, vaguely seeing the enemy soldiers lined up before the cross beam. Qing Chen looked at it for a while, his face suddenly changed: "Yang Dun three rounds!"
Eleven Jian's eyebrows furrowed: "The order goes on, the three armed forces prepare for war!"
Qing Chen stared at Hengliangdu intently: "We two do not know how high the sky is, but we are still talking and laughing here. Conan Xu uses the piano to impose a battlefield. Once the life gate is closed, the Great Wilderness Valley is instantly turned into an exquisite territory. It won't help anymore."
Eleven was very calm: "How sure are you?"
Qing Chen said: "I can only try my best. Looking at the battlefield now, the departure is at the entrance of the Great Wilderness Valley. You should take the place and pass the palace, but don't enter the middle palace. Otherwise, the battlefield will be touched. Can the Chinese army break through by seeing the plane?"
The empty valley is dark at night, and a layer of moonlight gleams on the thin snow and residual ice, eerie and ethereal in the quiet. A wisp of mist enveloping Yunfeng, lightly like a light yarn erratic, gradually growing and thickening, almost covering the entire valley in the mist.
The sound of Conan Xu's piano sounded in this snowy fog, and the mountains and rivers were free to advance and retreat. In the Yanzhou Army, the person on the high platform in the depths of the fire slightly closed his eyes, followed the piano with his hands, and the army marched through the nine palaces, slowly moving, and gradually turned into an overwhelming net.
Lengyue floated behind the cloud, and without warning, a violent piano sound hit the empty mountain by surprise, circling the sky and the earth, licking the veil and mist, and Tsinghua instantly.
The mountain breeze shook, the fire shook in front of the array, and they retreated to the sides. Conan Xu's eyes moved, and his men did not stop, and the sound of the piano continued to come out. The voiceless voice floated into the clouds, and the turning point suddenly felt like a long sword volleyed into the water, hitting the space of his song nicely. The long current encountered obstacles and splashed thousands of waves, causing the army's feet to be slightly strange.
Conan Xu lifted his eyes to the ground, and a long sound flicked on the strings, which suddenly changed.
The sharp sword went out of its sheath and hit Changtian directly, and the two swords intersected and burst out swords in all directions. The opponent seemed to be invincible to such a confrontation. He slanted a touch of bass and walked away, winding his fingers softly, and making a wisp of breeze through the curtain to divide the water.
Conanxu kept his feet in check, and the sound of the piano became stronger, sometimes as stormy waves, hitting rocks against the shore, rain and violent gusts; sometimes as desert sea, sweeping west wind, covering the sky.
The unvoiced sound seemed to turn into mist in the valley before the aggressive approach, with no effort, erratic, as if it would disappear at any time, but it was light and undefeated, faint and unfailing, through the rain and the waves, chasing the sand and the wind, Always penetrate flexibly into the excitement, never let go, persevere. Low to the bottom of the valley, circling and lingering, passing through the peaks, lingering and continuous, the strange formation in front of the army is fettered everywhere, and it is temporarily difficult to deploy.
Gong Sicheng hurried out of the tent, but saw that Ye Tianzhan had already come out of the tent. He listened to the piano and hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness, someone is blocking Conan Xu's formation!"
Ye Tianzhan seemed to have heard of his words as if he hadn't heard of him, and his face was white against the snow. Each of the seven soft strings of ice string pierced his heart, back and forth again and again, the threads are fine and dense, drawing blood and pain. He will never forget this familiar piano sound. It sounds like it is on the horizon, but it is always in his ears. He whispers in disbelief: "It's Qing Chen, how could she be here?"
The moonlight slanted halfway up the mountain, and the snow behind Qing Chen's day and place, Yaolin Qiong's delicate hands were like jade butterfly pieces, flying on the strings. Conan Xuqu's power is increasing, like a black dragon whistling, it goes up the peak around the circle, rising higher and higher, reaching a peak at the end of the peak, swimming three mountains and five mountains in the thunder, overturning the river.
Qing Chen's throat couldn't hold back the bursts of fishy sweetness, but the phoenix eyes were peacefully closed, the heart was like a clear abyss, the sound of the strings spread out like running water, spreading in different layers, everything was done in a very soft place, everything was in a very quiet place, and the silk was flowing long. .
At this moment, a melodious flute sound suddenly floated between the piano sounds on both sides.
Its voice is like practice, its flower is scorching, its emotion is eager, its heart is long.
The flute sounded as if walking slowly, but Conan Xuqin's momentum seemed to have missed his goal suddenly and fell to nothing. At the place where Qing Chen's clothes turn and fly, the music sounds like clouds and flowing water, the sound goes ethereal, and the raised hands are full of quadruples, seamlessly integrating with that jade flute.
Carefully compare eyes, lingering care, graceful and clear, beautiful like spring clusters...
Xianyu Lake was born in the last month, and the breeze goes wherever it goes.
There is a phoenix asking for the phoenix, up and down the sound, I am feathered, and I have a good wood...
In front of Ningcuiting, the water is rising, and the snow is in the shadow of the green yarn.
This jade flute was once accompanied by her when she was most depressed and hesitated. Zeng Lei's eyes saw him holding a flute and his predecessor was like a dream, and Zeng drunk his eyes to see his handsome eyes with smiles, flowers like stars.
A piano, a flute, and the memory of dancing with a stream of light blooms on Yanbo Lake, as if there are many lotus blossoms in the phantom, with clear branches and vines, brilliance drifting away, and bright jade.
Between the peaks and valleys, there are clouds and mists, in this ensemble of piano and flute that we know each other like weeping, Conanxu is actually like crazy, his face is pale and color is completely lost. His hands stroking the piano trembled uncontrollably, the strings were messy, and the tune was scattered. The remnants of the flames in front of the array solidified, the piano is peaceful, the flute is afflicted, step by step like a rebirth from the fire, bright and transparent, unfolding in the endless world.
Conanxu's expression was complicated, joy and sorrow suddenly, and after a while, it was hard to hear anymore. He suddenly stood up and raised his hand and lifted it forcefully. The Tongqin fell to the high platform at the sound, the strings broke, and he fell to pieces.
At this moment, between the Great Desolate Valley and the Hengliangdu, the mountains and the ground cracked and shouted to kill, and Gong Sicheng almost wielded an army at the same time as the eleventh. Conan Xu was independent of the high platform, without any response, tears streaming down his face under the flames.
On the Zheng Yinqin, there was a little bit of red, and the remaining blood of the butterfly dance, like the soul of a lifetime, was drawn in a long circle, which was the gorgeous beauty when I left. A trace of shocking blood remained at the corner of Qing Chen's lips, and the last clear tone on his hand disappeared at the end of the string, and was instantly overwhelmed by the sound of iron hoofs.
In the depths of the cold moon, in the shadow of the lonely mountain, the flute still faintly sounded. A sound of loneliness, lost in the mortal world, melancholy, cool.
Outside the curtain in front of the couch, a little yellow lamp shadow still faints on the soft silk carpet, and the morning light has revealed a somewhat clear breath, like gurgling water, slowly soaking the ground.
Qing Chen opened his eyes dimly, and across the tent, saw someone in armor leaning on the couch, with a black cloak hanging diagonally, stained with candlelight a bit quiet and soft. Layers of pain continued in her heart, and she let out a dazed voice: "Fourth brother."
The man raised his head almost immediately, and moved forward and opened the tent: "Qing Chen!"
An anxious and bright gaze fell on Qing Chen's face, suddenly making her sober. Ye Tianzhan stood in front of the couch with a relieved smile: "You are awake."
He looks slightly clearer than a few months ago, and under the invisible trace of fatigue, he still has that noble and unrestrained look. Perhaps because of the addition of the profound armor, the sharp and clear brows have been added. Resolute, and people feel different from usual.
At that moment, Qing Chen looked at him with a slow smile, the morning light combed through the clouds, the dawn broke through, and the spring breeze came free. The eyebrows nearby are so clear, Ye Tianzhan has seen the calmness of the autumn water in her eyes, so soft but not messy. He whispered: "Qing Chen, it's really you. If you don't wake up, I thought it was in a dream."
Qing Chen quietly looked down at the other place and tried to prop up his body. He reached out to support him, and Qing Chen asked: "Did I sleep for a long time? Has Conan Xu's army been defeated?"
Ye Tianzhan shook his head: "That's the middle of the night, I just came back less than half an hour. Conan Xu is really amazing, in the situation last night, he was able to retreat calmly under the attack between me and my eleven brother."
Qing Chen thought for a moment in a daze: "A piano sound, intense high up into the clouds, low when it is sentimental, high-minded, free, and strange people!" She turned her head and smiled: "You saved me again, if It's not your jade flute, I can't fight him."
Ye Tianzhan smiled softly: "This time it seems that you came to rescue me. How come I rescue you?"
Qing Chen smiled and said: "Then this is really not clear."
Ye Tianzhan said: "It's not good enough."
Qing Chen was taken aback, seeing him looking at herself intently. The smile in her eyes was silent, and she avoided him slightly, as if she heard him sigh, but at this time someone entered the account.
Yin Caiqian came in with Eleven with a mysterious lacquer tray, first quietly glanced at Ye Tianzhan's expression, and then said to Qing Chen: "Are you awake? Just take the medicine while it's hot. I only know after seeing them busy for a long time. It turns out that frying a bowl of medicine is so hard."
She ran into the army privately and was reprimanded by Ye Tianzhan. There was sternness in Ye Tianzhan's tone. She knew that she was wrong, and she didn't even dare to reply. Fortunately, Ye Tianzhan was entangled in military affairs and was thinking about Qing Chen here, so there was no time to pursue her.
On the 11th see, Ye Tianzhan personally guarded Qing Chen's couch and said, "Seven brother, you didn't sleep all night last night, so let's take a rest first."
Ye Tianzhan nodded, but didn't get up. He reached out to take the medicine from Yin Caiqian and handed it to Qing Chen: "It's a bit hot. Drink it slowly."
Qing Chen frowned subconsciously when he smelled the bitter taste of the medicine. Ye Tianzhan chuckled softly: "Don't think you can stop drinking by frowning. Didn't you often say that good medicine is bitter?"
Yin Caiqian turned her head and looked at Eleven, and then smiled and said: "This medicine contains more licorice, it should not be very bitter. The fourth majesty personally instructed that you are afraid of hardship when you drink the medicine, so people remember to add this flavor. Medicine. By the way, is your heart still hurting? This pill is what you usually take, and the fourth majesty asked someone to bring an extra bottle. I was afraid that it was used in case of emergency. I really used it yesterday. Your sickness, Your Highness Eleven But I’m worried, and I didn’t take care of you. It’s strange to go back to the Fourth Royal Highness and not trouble him." She said this in a crisp, witty voice, without stopping, the atmosphere was very relaxed, but Ye Tianzhan The smile in his eyes sank.
Qing Chen was surprised that Ye Tianling had no intention to order these trivial things, but Eleven took the conversation and said, "No, just now I ordered Wei Changzheng to go back to the fourth brother to report a message, he asked me, if the fourth brother asks about you Here, how should I reply? I'm worried. If the fourth brother knows you like this, how can I explain it?"
Hearing this, Ye Tianzhan stood up suddenly: "There is still something in the army, I will leave first." He just turned around and left the camp, gave Qing Chen a glance at Eleven, and quickly followed out: "Seven brothers! "
The cold air outside the tent made people's minds clear. After Ye Tianzhan took a few steps, his expression gradually eased: "Where is the fourth brother now?" he asked.
"We are divided into three groups. At this time, the fourth brother and the Xuanjia army should be close to Yanzhou City." Eleven said.
"Fourth brother has arrived in Yanzhou?" Ye Tianzhan raised his cloak and turned around. "The opportunity is not to be missed. We must chase Conan Xu immediately."
Eleven nodded his head and agreed. The Xuanjia army blocked them head-on, and they chased after them. This time, Conan Xu could not be able to return to Yanzhou. He immediately thought of a question: "Looking at Qing Chen's body, I am afraid that it will take a few days to rest. If she marches quickly, how can she stand it?"
Ye Tianzhan was originally thinking about things, but at this time he raised his eyes and smiled faintly, but he smiled like a twilight snow. He didn't understand and was faintly mixed with helplessness: "I will ask the eleventh brother for this matter. I will lead the army and the fourth brother. Yanzhou, Nangong Jing left you with the 100,000 soldiers and horses, plus the 20,000 soldiers you originally brought, are enough to protect Qing Chen's safety. Then you will go slowly and meet us a few days later."
As soon as Ye Tianzhan left, Yin Caiqian's pretty smile broke in the air, and disappeared silently on her face, as if it had never existed at all. She stared at the falling curtain and fell silent.
Qing Chen watched Ye Tianzhan leave, and the cold wind poured in a few pieces of residual snow from outside the tent, blowing the curtain lightly. She lowered her head and slowly drank the bowl of medicine. The bitter taste ran down from the tips of her lips, teeth, and tongue, and spread all over the body along the blood, with traces of interspersed endlessly, causing a slight pain in her heart. She leaned weakly on the couch and sighed slightly: "Cai Qian, thank you very much."
Yin Caiqian turned around and said, "Thank me for what I am doing? It's useless. I just said that when I lost my head. I don't know if I'm really helping Brother Zhan, or just adding a blockage to him. Look at his face, you've seen him Is he so gagged? Brother Zhan seems to be gentle, but his hardness is soaked in his bones. Once he is serious, no one can change it." She reached out and took the white porcelain medicine cup that Qing Chen was holding, but she didn't Putting it down, he took a closer look: "He has always been gentle to women, because the prince is naturally noble and elegant, but when you were asked to drink the medicine just now, he did not show gentleness because of his identity, he really treats you in his heart. ..."
"Caiqian!" Qing Chen snorted lightly, her delicate fingers clenched between the silk quilts. She stopped Yin Caiqian from continuing, because she could feel all of this more clearly than anyone else. Behind that tenderness was her unforgettable love, so she worried about it, but because of this, she refused this love. This is in her heart. Untie the knot.
Yin Caiqian said quietly: "His Royal Highness is not here, I am not afraid he will hear it."
Qing Chen calmed down the emotions in his heart, and smiled: "Anyway, thank you for helping me figure out those words."
Yin Caiqian looked at her strangely: "Why did I figure it out? That was what Huang Wenshang said just now. Although it was just a casual order from the Fourth Highness, where could he not remember?"
Qing Chen was stunned for a moment: "He ordered it? How could it be?"
Yin Caiqian raised her eyebrows lightly: "Actually, I don't really believe it. To be honest, if you think about it carefully, only you can stand his boring temper. Instead, I must choose Brother Zhan."
Qing Chen smiled faintly, and when she raised her eyes, it was meaningful: "I don't think they are both."