Chapter 27: No return to the Stars

In the ancient case Yaoqin, who will be treated with silence? The breeze blows, the ice wheel alone.
Ye Gu Yiren, who is leaning on bamboo? Tianya Xuehong, night and sky.
Chang Yin desolate, long thinking. Looking back, Qingsi dyed cream.
A whisper of Qingge and the sound of a quiet piano gently floated in the evening wind, and the worries of thousands of times were scattered.
The Luohua Palace in the twilight faded away that luxurious and elegant, like the name of the palace, in the flowery midsummer, there are only a few things that have come after the prosperity.
"Princess, drink a cup of tea to moisturize your throat." Linger grabbed a cup of tea and whispered Hua Chunran sitting in front of the piano case.
"Leave it on." Hua Chunran didn't look up.
"Is the princess worried about the Lord and the pony?" Ling Er glanced at Hua Chunran quietly and asked carefully.
Hua Chunran, who had been gazing at the lyre, suddenly looked up at Ling'er. A pair of beautiful eyes faded away from the soft wave, and his eyes became clear. "How does Linger think of the horse?"
Linger was stared at by Hua Chunran's eyes, and somehow panicked, stuttering: "Puma... and Feng... like Master... Both... are all dragons in man."
"What are you panicking for?" Hua Chunran smiled slightly when she saw Ling'er so scared, and restored her gentle and tender look. "I just asked casually, let's go."
"Yes." Ling'er bowed his head, but walked a few steps and turned around again. "Princess, these two sons come to Luohua Palace every day for a few days. I will say that you are unwell and you need to rest quietly as you commanded, just ...For so long...you..." said she quietly raised her eyes to Hua Chunran's complexion, and continued to see her with a gentle look. "The second son seems very anxious, are you seeing him?"
"Several brothers' courage is too small." Hua Chunran smiled faintly, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile, "It's just that the situation urgently mobilized 50,000 troops, and he was afraid of being punished by his father. How can he inherit his father Wang Daye's fear?" She said that she shook her head, a little helpless, a little disappointed, and with a little luck.
"The princess..." Ling'er tentatively said, "The next time your second son returns, will you meet him?"
Hua Chunran's eyes flickered, and then looked at Ling'er, took a closer look at her, and gently smiled: "Second brother is the most outstanding of my Fahrenheit children, not only handsome, but also write good articles, He sings and sings again, and he is also the favorite of the fathers among the brothers. Linger, do you mean?"
Linger shuddered suddenly, threw himself down on his knees, and shuddered with his head down: "Public...Princess...Slave slave...Slave slave..."
"Ling'er, what are you doing?" Hua Chunran looked at Ling'er in shock, "You didn't do anything wrong, I didn't blame you, how did you do that?"
"Princess, slave-servant knows the wrong, please forgive the princess." Ling Er panic.
"I know what's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Hua Chunran still didn't seem to understand it, frowned slightly, "You have always been my most effective maid, I have always treated you like a sister, and you have been trying my best to serve me , It makes me wonder if you say that."
"Princess, slave maid... slave maid..." Ling'er lowered his head, full of fear, a beautiful face red and white for a while.
"Ling'er, what's the matter with you?" Hua Chunran's voice was still soft and beautiful.
"Princess, slave-servant will never dare again! Princess, you will forgive slave-servant this time!" Linger looked up and looked at Hua Chunran with a pleading expression. She has been waiting for this princess for many years, knowing how enchanting this beautiful face is, but also knowing how deep and cold the heart behind this beautiful face is!
"Ling'er, you always ask me to forgive you, but I still don't know what you are doing wrong, why do you ask me to spare you?" Hua Chunran took out Sipa elegantly and wiped the sweat on the tip of her nose Bead, then picked up the teacup and took a sip before continuing, "You told me clearly."
"Princess, slave-maid..." Linger's fingers clasped the skirt tightly, hesitating for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, "slave-maid should not pick up the poems written by the two sons, slave-maid should not receive the jade ring sent by the two sons, slave-maid should not The second son talks, the slave-servant shouldn't...shouldn't treat the two son-in-law...the heart has good feelings, the slave-servant...the princess, the slave-servant knows the wrong thing, please look at the slave-servant's faithful service over the years, and spare the slave-servant this Back, princess..." She reached out and grabbed Hua Chunran's knees and shook gently, pleading with tears.
"Oh, that's what it is." Hua Chunran suddenly realized, and then leaned slightly, raised her finger slightly to lift Linger's jaw. "It's not wrong, I think you are young, and you are born like this. It is also Suoerlang. It’s also reasonable for me to leave this poem note and give the jade ring. I have a relationship with my second brother and sister, and you are also masters and servants. Naturally, you should be completed."
"Princess... slave maid..." Ling'er was more frightened when he heard the words, and his hands trembling involuntarily as he climbed Huachun's knees.
"Ling'er rest assured, I won't blame you." Hua Chunran put down Linger's jaw and raised her hand to Sipa to wipe the tears on her face. It’s not enough. I knew that my second brother felt heartache, and then I would blame me. I can’t afford it.

Such gentle words, such thoughtful movements, such beautiful faces, such gorgeous smiles...all this made Ling Er like an ice cave, from head to foot, life and death, she could no longer care about anything, blurted : "Princess, slave maid... slave maid shouldn't pass on what you usually said to slave maid to your second son!" After finishing the sentence, she closed her eyes and waited anxiously.
Hua Chunran looked at Ling'er who was kneeling under his feet with a blank expression, looked at it for a long time, and looked at it quietly. After a long time, when Linger was desperate, the voice of her emotions did not sound in the hall. , "Linger, how many years have you been by my side?"
"I've been back to the princess for six years." Ling Er replied tremblingly.
"It's been six years, and I haven't seen you grow for so many years, but I am even more confused!" Hua Chunran smiled coldly, his eyes piercing like Ling'er. "On weekdays, I will keep your thoughts open. I closed my eyes for a while, but it didn't hurt anyway, but this time... Hum! You have followed me for so many years, don't you know who I am? I am a person you can fool?"
"Slaughter...Slave slave..." Linger shuddered not to look up at Hua Chunran.
"I think you were only twelve years old when you entered the palace. I pity you for being clever and clever. I have asked myself for not being weak in the past six years. There are more than a hundred women in the palace in the Luohua Palace. You are almost in line with me. After that, although I have brothers and sisters, I can say you are closer than they are to you, but you..." Hua Chunran's eyes were like Bingquan. He looked at Linger coldly, and looked at this one who grew up together and has been People who are like little girls are disappointed and sad. "Is these your return to me?"
"Princess, Ling'er can swear to heaven that he will never betray your heart!" Linger suddenly raised her head when she heard Hua Chunran's hurt voice, and her face was full of regret and misery. "Ling'er really betrayed you heartlessly , Just when the second son asked, Linger... Linger just..."
"Is it involuntarily?" Hua Chun laughed suddenly, helplessly and sadly. "It seems that in your heart, I am far behind the second brother, otherwise how can you not hesitate to share your brain Say it all?"
"Princess..." Ling'er felt regret and pain, remembering the princess's kindness for many years, she could not help crying, and suddenly she would rather be heavily punished by the princess.
For a time, only Ling's sobbing sounded in the temple.
After a long time, Hua Chunran stood up, "You get up, I don’t blame you and don’t want to blame you." She leaned over to pick up the lyre string in the case, and moved to the outside of the hall, "Houmen deep palace, really it is not very Sincere."
"Princess..." Ling'er rushed to hug Hua Chunran's knees. She knew that if the princess had such a thing today, it would mean that she would never care about herself again.
Hua Chunran stood in the hall, gazing through the gate of the temple, looking at the palace in the twilight. The golden palace in the daytime looked like a magnificent beast in the dark twilight. The princes and princes were included in the womb. She smiled self-deprecatingly and whispered, "I don't blame you, that's because..." The voice was slightly paused, and it was only a moment later, "I don't think of it at the beginning Keep him? Just for the warmth in his eyes, I would like to ignore everything."
She turned and looked at Ling'er, "The cowardly second brother in my eyes is a good looking man in your heart. For him, you would rather betray me, such a thought... I pity you for this love, this time Forget you, get up."
"Princess..." Ling'er was still uneasy, but she dared not to follow, and got up shaking.
"You come with me." Hua Chunran walked to the bedroom holding the piano.
Ling'er busy wiped his face to keep up.
When she arrived at the bedroom, Hua Chunran walked to the dressing table and opened the biggest makeup. She immediately reached out with pearls and treasures. She reached out and took out a golden phoenix hairpin. There are countless red gems embedded in it, and various jade stones fall on the phoenix tail. At first glance, you will know the precious anomalies. Dowry." She took another sandalwood makeup lotus about Mochixu height and placed Fengchai on it.
"Princess, please don't Linger! Please don't rush Linger away!" Linger panicked suddenly, her knees softened, and she fell on the ground and cried.
Hua Chunran shook his head, "You can't stay with me anymore. Seeing these six years of love, you and I will get together and get away!"
"Princess..." Ling'er looked at Hua Chunran mournfully, tears like rain.
"You go to tidy up, and tomorrow I will send someone to take you to the second man's mansion." Hua Chunran no longer looked at Ling'er, and waved his hand, "You go down, tomorrow will not be used to resign me."
"Princess, Linger... Linger..."
"By the way, bring a sentence to the second brother, the matter of transferring troops, when the father king returns, he will naturally convict the father king." Hua Chunran looked amazed.
Seeing hopelessness, Ling'er only withdrew sadly.
Hua Chunran sat down in front of the dressing table and raised her hand to gently stroke the strings. In the sound of the piano, she sighed in a low voice, "Long groaning, long thinking..."
There is no return to the valley, the stars shine in the night sky, and the moon leaps for thousands of miles.
"You watched it in the middle of the night, but what did you get?" The dynasty climbed up the hill and asked the standing figure at the top of the hill.
Jade missed the top of the slope, looking up at the sky with a quiet expression, and the night breeze lifted up his coat, like a heavenly man fluttering away by the wind.
"Look over there." He reached out to the southwest corner of the sky, where the stars were dense and bright, as if all the stars had been gathered together, the stars flickered, illuminating the sky.
"What does this mean?" The dynasty didn't understand the astrology, but just looked at this phenomenon and felt a little abnormal.
"Southwest, are we not in the southwest of the Great Eastern Dynasties?" Yu Wuyuan didn't take his fingers back, the voice was mysterious, "Wang Xing and Xing Xing gathered here."
The dynasty's eyes flashed, and then looked at Yu Wuyuan, "In this way, without having to go to the mountains for a while, can you determine the world's master without returning to the valley?"
"It shouldn't be like this." Jade Wuyuan shook his head, his eyes still locked on the constellation of stars on the sky, "No return to the valley should not be your place to fight, and the current situation does not allow you to decide to live or die here."
"Why do you say that?" The dynasty looked at the starry sky again. "Don't even the astrology mean that we should fight here?"
"No." Yu Wuyuan still shook his head. "It's not at the end of the road. It's necessary to let go if you have no worries, and you..." Suddenly he stopped, and his calm eyes shot bright light instantly. There was a shallow, seemingly clear smile on his face, "Look, it really is like this."
"That's..." The dynasty also saw it, Jianmei raised his eyes, "What does that mean?"
But when seeing the southwest star cluster, four stars moved suddenly, seeming to spread out. The four stars were the largest and brightest, as if they were the head of the stars.
"Fate has its own cause." Yu Wuyuan looked back at the dynasty, "you will know why tomorrow."
It's nine o'clock on June 5.
In Fengyun Qifeng Lan's camp, he was watching the urgent letter sent by the spy in his hand, and he was speechless for a while.
"Son, Mr. Chuanyu, please ask for your order as soon as possible." A black shadow knelt on the ground dimly. If he didn't make a sound, it almost made people think it was just a vague shadow, not a person.
"You go back and tell Chueiyu, just do what he said." Feng Lanxi finally closed the letter and said lightly.
"Yes, the sir also asked, when will the son return to Yongzhou?" Black Shadow asked.
"I will inform you when I want to go back, you go." Feng Lanxi got up.
"Yes, the villain retreated." The black shadow flashed and disappeared from the front door.
At the same time, in the Jinyiqiying camp account, the dynasty also received an urgent letter from the Spark Order.
The curtain was tilted, and Yu Wuyuan came in, glancing at the messenger kneeling on the ground, and glancing at the letter in the hands of the dynasty, as if it had already been expected, no surprise.
"Shangzhou has captured the four cities of Qiyun." The dynasty handed the letter to Yuwu.
Yu Wuyuan took the letter and gave it to the dynasty at random glance, "How do you decide?"
The dynasty did not answer, and looked at the messenger, "You go back and tell General Xiao, I know."
"Yes!" The messenger retreated.
The dynasty stood up, walked out of the camp, and looked up to the sky. The sunrise was rising, and the world was clear. "I can't think of what you said, the situation does not allow us to fight."
"When you stalemate in the Wuhui Valley, will the North King and the Shang King miss the opportunity, or take advantage of the situation to divide the prayer cloud to increase strength." Yu Wuyuan behind him said lightly, "Without the return to the valley, you can beat Fengyun Qi, Mo Yuqi, but in terms of the strength of both sides, it must be a serious injury, and then the North King and the Shang King should not fear you."
"And even if you win in Wuhui Valley, it does not mean that you have won Qingzhou and Yongzhou. If you think about it, the battle without return is really worthless." The dynasty turned back and looked as if it was in the water. Gold, "And to fight against the 90,000 army of Fengyun and Moyu with 50,000 competing rides and 60,000 gold rides, it is not necessarily me who wins, right?"
Yu Wuyuan smiled faintly, "Without going back to the valley, you each have 50% of the winning numbers."
"Whether it is victory or defeat, we can't make a life-and-death duel without going back to the valley." The dynasty turned to look across. "You don't have to worry about me. The most important thing in my heart is not the victory or defeat with them, but Jiangshan— —I am determined to hold the world in my palm when I am three years old!

"No one can match you with a strong heart." Yu Wuyuan smiled with relief.
"Haha..." The dynasty laughed, but there was no joy. "The ghost king who has been'severely comatose' should also wake up. After all, he should do the next thing."
At the end of the afternoon, Feng Lanxi was invited into Feng Xiyun's camp.
"I don't know why the Qing Wang called Lanxi to come?" Feng Lanxi asked lightly in the tent.
"Go to General Qi, General Xiu, General Lin and General Cheng." Feng Xiyun first commanded the soldiers standing in front of the account.
"Yes." The soldiers busy to order.
"You King demanded reconciliation." Feng Xiyun pointed to the table.
Feng Lanxi glanced at him and said, "It seems that the dynasty has also received the news."
Feng Xiyun nodded, and they each had their own channels of information. When they froze and did not return to their valleys, Beizhou and Shangzhou attacked King Qiyun's territory. Now they have occupied several cities. If they drag on for a long time, they are afraid that the king The domain is worrying.
"The current situation is so, I can only negotiate with You Wang first, and the rest will plot in the future." She said while watching Feng Lanxi, "Nothing is going back, I will honor my promise."
Feng Lan heard the words and looked at her with black eyes, very deep and impenetrable.
In the twenty-sixth year of Jingyan, June 8th, Qingzhou Qingwang Fengxiyun and Youzhou Youwang Hua Yitian made a truce in Wuhuigu. As a country that proactively waged war, Youzhou also apologized to Qingwang in addition to compensating Qingzhou for the huge amount of gold and silver.
After the reconciliation, both parties lit a bonfire in the valley according to the custom, moved out wine, killed cattle and slaughtered sheep, and held a feast.
At the forefront of the bonfire, a high platform was set up. On the high platform were Fengxiyun, Fenglanxi, Huayitian, Dynasty, and Jade Missing, with the high platform as the boundary. On the left were Fengyun Ride, Moyu Ride, and on the right. Fight for the sky and ride the gold clothes.
After the truce, the soldiers temporarily put down their swords and hatred, sat in the valley, drank fine wine, and enjoyed themselves.
There was no murderousness, no blood, no death, only the mellowness of fine wine and the laughter of the soldiers.
While the soldiers were drinking, they were very quiet on the high platform. On the throne, You Wang sits with Feng Xiyun, then Feng Xiyun is next to Feng Lanxi, and next to You Wang is the imperial dynasty and jade missed. At this time, You King's face was still pale, compared with the first sight of You King's capital on that day.
The five of them were sitting on a high platform. Although there were wine and food, the atmosphere was almost dull.
You Wang hasn’t regained his consciousness from Feng Xiyun is Bai Fengxi, Feng Lanxi is the shock of the black abundance; the dynasty is the first time to see Feng Xiyun in the crown suit, it is quite amazing; Looking at the distance; Feng Xiyun sat gracefully, with a calm face, and even a smile on his face, a noble grace of the queen; Feng Lanxi was like an outsider, sitting idle and tasting wine.
Hours flowed slowly in the dull atmosphere on the high platform and the fiery atmosphere under the high platform.
At the end of the day, everyone was already drunk.
Feng Xiyun picked up a glass of wine. This was the twelfth glass of wine she was drinking tonight. At this time, she was also a little bit sullen. Her eyes swept across the valley. Under the bonfire, the soldiers were reddened by the wine. She looked slightly relieved. When the eyes were taken back, they met a pair of eyes, shaking hands suddenly, the wine in the glass overflowed, looking down at the swaying wine in the glass, something seemed to be shaking in the chest, haunting, very uncomfortable.
She stood up suddenly and walked to the stage and said, "How can there be no song when the wine is full!" The voice floated clearly in the valley, and the drunken soldiers suddenly stopped looking at the cup. For a moment, the valley was silent, her eyes Scanning, and then looking to the dynasty, "How about using the sword of the emperor's son?" Today, she and the king did not carry weapons. Fenglan Xi never used weapons. The five people on the stage only hung a sword from the waist of the dynasty.
The dynasty's eyes lit up, smiled and nodded, then took off the waist sword, raised his hand, the long sword out of the sheath, and flew into the air.
Feng Xiyun jumped up, his hand stretched out, the sword was already in his hand, his body twisted, his belt flying, like a white lotus in full bloom in mid-air, and the surplus fell on the high platform.
"Good!" Yan Zhong burst into applause.
Feng Xiyun stared at the sword in his hand, the sword was white, and the cold light was cold under the fire, "No snow sword-the sword will be the song of the lonely, to help you drink!"
When the words fell, the long sword waved, a cold volley across, the sword danced, and the silver awns flew, like the void of Xuefei's earth, and the magnificence of Changhong's passing through the sun.
sword,
The piercing Qingtian was not broken.
Standing still,
Wind and snow across the mountains!
sword,
Didi blood was missing.
Zhong Zhongming,
Frost Blades are in full bloom.
Feng Xiyun started to sing and sing, but in the clear singing, there was a man's grand atmosphere, a kind of heroic ambition unique to the heroes of troubled times. Jianmang was flying, sword dance was like a snake, and the gorgeous robe was lightly wrapped with a delicate body, flying on the high platform, sometimes as strong as a dragon, sometimes as elegant as a crane, sometimes as light as the wind, sometimes as soft as a cloud...
But seeing a mass of silver awns on the high platform wrapped in golden rainbow clouds, as if a lake of snow was supporting a white lotus with golden rims, hundreds of thousands of troops in the valley were staring at the flying figure on the high platform, dazzling, Enthusiastic mind fans... The original invincible queen can also be so beautiful!
sword,
The three-foot green front shone in fear.
At first glance,
Suddenly thunder.
sword,
Drunk in the light to look under the light.
Smoke alone,
Kuangge laughs year after year.
Qing Yue's singing sounded like a cool breeze around everyone's ears, and then the majestic spirit in the singing voice gradually faded away, leaving only the voiceless sound like rain, lingering around, around everyone's heart, but feeling empty and sad, There is a touch of tiredness in the sea.
sword,
The wind and rain dangled around his waist.
Sigh,
The tears are clear! 【Note 1】
At the end of the song, Feng Xiyun's eyes lightly turned to the heavenly man in the white clothes like snow, his eyes were clear like water, the quiet waves swayed, and his eyes met. Those empty and distant eyes stirred up the continuous ripples, but From beginning to end, he sat quietly. With a deep sigh in her heart, she turned and looked back, her long hair flying like a waterfall, her eyes swept through the army, cold and quiet, her hand lightly, the sword light dispersed, the pavilion stood, and her prestige was like a silver Phoenix and a Phoenix.
That night, Qingxi's king Feng Xiyun dumped hundreds of thousands of troops in Wuhui Valley with her unique style and dumped those troubled heroes!
That night, no one can forget the slightly tired singing voice of the green king's heroic step, and no one can forget the bold and clean sword dance of the green king!
That night, hundreds of thousands of troops witnessed Feng Xiyun's bravery and bravery in drawing swords. The world's sweep of the recognition of "Princess Xiyun's sickness and weakness" praised her as a descendant of the Phoenix King, saying she was "The rebirth of the Phoenix King", the words "Tianzi Fengyi" will also be left in the future history and appearance. In the later generations, there are many legends of wild history with her as the protagonist, and she will always be connected with the turbulent and flirtatious sons of Feng Lanxi, Jade Wuyuan, and the dynasty in the no-return valley that day, always telling about the grudges and hatred between them .
In Wuhui Valley, the history of that night was called "The Covenant of No Return", also known as the "First Meeting of the Four Kings", but later generation historians commented that "Hua Yitian's life is not as good as that of Zhao, Lan and Xi. "On", so later generations often call it "the first meeting of the three kings" or "the first encounter with Wang Xing".
The battle without return ended with a seemingly flat hand, but the people who participated in the war at that time, whether they were from any state of Ji, Qing, You, and Yong, clearly knew and clearly realized that: No return to the valley The defeated king is the king, the emperor and the blue king are tied, and the uncompromising is the compassionate jade son and the mysterious Lanxi son.
It was also after the battle of no return to the valley that the saying of "white wind and black breath is the Qingzhou queen Feng Xiyun and Yongzhou Shizi Fenglan breath" began to spread.
Qu eventually came to an end and the banquet returned.
The bonfire burned out, leaving only a pile of ashes. In the hazy morning light, a white shadow sat beside the cooled ashes, and the quiet sound of the piano blew out from his fingers.
The Wuhui Valley, which had gathered hundreds of thousands of armies last night, is empty and quiet today, with only the sound of the piano lingering and playing lonely in the valley. Xu is trying to wait for an acquaintance, and Xu is playing with everything in this valley. Listen to all the unspeakable and unspeakable notes in your heart...
"Pour the cold water to pick up the sky and the moon, the mirror flowers are like a fantasy, and the air is far away." The voice of Qingling like a piano sounded, and then a figure fell into the valley.
"You are here." Yu Wuyuan, who was playing the piano alone, looked up and saw Feng Xiyun standing in front of him.
No, it should be said that it is wind evening. The person in front of him is Xue Xueyue, her hair is hanging, her eyes are like stars, her lips have a faint smile, and her eyebrows are unrestrained. This is the simple and chic white wind evening on the rivers and lakes.
"I'm here to say goodbye, Bai Fengxi should not be the one to leave without saying goodbye." Feng Xi's voice flowed like a mountain stream, flowing quietly.
"Farewell?" Yu Wuyuan's eyes stared at her, and looked deeply for a long time. "There will no longer be Bai Fengxi between heaven and earth, right?"
Feng Xi smiled shallowly. If a green lotus bloomed in the water, it was soft and cool. "There will only be Qingzhou Qingwang Fengxiyun." As she spoke, she raised her eyes and stared ahead, where the dynasty was striding forward.
Walking to the front, the dynasty looked quietly at the plain-clothed woman in front of her, and looked at the light smile on her face.
At first, they met the barren mountains, and they look like this. He said that he wanted to set up a barren mountain as a lake and asked her to cleanse her face. She said that she would come back to wash her face even at the corner of the world. The joke is still in her ears, but there are already many barriers between them.
"Does Bai Fengxi really cease to exist in the future?" He murmured, as if to ask Fengxi, but also to ask himself.
"When Feng Xiyun is there, Bai Fengxi is not there." Feng Xi smiled faintly, his voice soft but firm. Looking behind the imperial dynasty, a woman was walking quickly, her eyebrows were thick, her long bow was on her back, her feather arrow was hanging on her waist, and she was heroic. "Is it General Shuangyu?" Her words were calm and calm, as if they were familiar friends, as if they were not enemies, she had never shot a contract, and she had never shot Yan Yingzhou.
"Exactly." Qiu Jiushuang bowed to Fengxi Xi and then looked up at her with fairness.
Qiu Jiushuang always admired Bai Fengxi, who was the first martial arts woman of Wulin. Later, she knew that she was the princess of Fengzhou of Qingzhou, and now she was even more curious when she was a blue king. What kind of person do you look like as a monarch of a country?
At this moment, she saw that her eyes were clear and her face was white, and Xueyue in white. If she only talked about her face, she would naturally be inferior to the innocent princess of Dadong's first beauty, but the air between her eyebrows and the beauty of her body, but Hua Chunran was far behind. Being praised as "Tianzi Fengyi", it is really a natural posture, such as Fengweiyi.
"It's a pity that we met a little bit late, otherwise we can go to the Drunk Ghost Valley and steal the old ghost's drunk ghost drink." Feng Xi sighed slightly.
"Uh?" Qiu Jiushuang froze, but then smiled, yes, only such unscrupulous talents will be amazing and unforgettable.
"The wine brewed by the old ghost is really the best in the world." Feng Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, seeming to be very fascinated, and there were greed in the corners of his eyebrows. "It is a pity that the old ghost looks too tight. If you and I are together, , Will be able to cooperate well and steal the old ghost's wine, so that the old ghost becomes a real ghost!"
Qiu Jiushuang's eyes were shining, "I can drink ten jars at a time."
Feng Xi raised his eyebrows, "The old ghost said that he makes the world's best wine, and I drink the world's best."
The two laughed relative to each other, quite a sense of sympathy.
The imperial dynasty and jade missed the side watching, and could not help but smile slightly, gentle and calm.
Far away, Taniguchi came to a figure, but stopped after ten or so, standing quietly, if he needed to be treated.
Feng Xi saw it, then slowly glanced at it, and finally landed on Yu Wuyuan. He smiled and said, "Goodbye."
When the words fell, she turned away and never gave anyone a chance to keep them. The black hair crossed a long arc in the air, and then Yingying fell back to the white dress. She walked very fast and walked away in the blink of an eye. .
The sound of the piano sounded again, as if to be retained, and as if to bid farewell.
Looking at the people who were approaching, Feng Lan was relieved, slowly and gently exhaled, seeming to be anxious, and then leaked something.
The melodious sound of the piano sounded quietly behind him, but Feng Xi felt that his legs seemed to have his own consciousness, and walked forward firmly and quickly. She would like to look back, but in front... that dark figure stood there silently, she knew he was waiting for her, and gradually approached, the features of that figure, as clear as engraved in the heart, that double as Motan's eyes were looking at her... that kind of look, somehow, made her stunned.
In the pounding voice, she was wondering, what is beating?
Notes:
[Note 1] "The Sixteen Character Order" by friend Zhang Pengjin