Chapter 379: Duanmuyang's Dream

Feng Aotian leaned in Leng Qianye's arms, and the two smiled at each other, "The emperor, what should he do next?"
Feng Aotian ticked the corner of his mouth, but smiled faintly, "I don't know."
"Huh?" Leng Qianye groaned for a moment, and then said, "There is not much time now, he will definitely have some ideas to break this place as soon as possible."
Feng Aotian played with Leng Qianye's fingers, only to realize that her fingers were actually shorter than his, but they were the same slender. He was fighting all year round, and there was a thin layer of cocoon between his fingers and palm.
Leng Qianye felt that these few days were worthwhile, at least, she was always by her side.
"Well, I should think of a more brilliant way." Feng Aotian replied casually, she was also thinking about what Duanmuyang would have to draw a salary from the bottom?
Because of the sneak attack last night, Jin Yao has now stepped up his defenses and is watching the surroundings vigilantly.
Feng Aotian didn't think so. Maybe, in her heart, she still had a hint of hope for Duanmuyang, although she knew it was ridiculous.
Seeing that she was still so determined, Leng Qianye felt uneasy. I don't know why, he always felt that she couldn't catch him.
For two consecutive days, there was no movement in Duanmuyang, and Feng Aotian's men and horses have gradually approached. Only the last day, what plan will Duanmuyang make?
Leng Qianye's heart became more and more uneasy, but he couldn't show it. He just stayed with her and tried his best not to let her leave his side. Even if something happened, he could block it.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his smile was very strange. Duan Muyang did not use any peculiar method, but the most common method to besiege.
For a time, the entire military camp was surrounded by regiments, and Duan Muyang appeared in the camp, and smiled at the corner of Shangfeng Aotian's mouth. He only said one sentence, "You lose."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows slightly, then stood up and said, "You and I are just a tie."
"Oh?" Duanmuyang smiled deeply.
Feng Aotian clapped his hands lightly, and the shouts of killing came one after another, and Duanmuyang was also aware of it. He just looked at her quietly, "Since it is a tie, what should I do?"
"Compromise." Feng Aotian continued, "I can stay by your side, but there must be a time limit, and you have to wake them up."
"Okay." Duan Muyang nodded, "A month, you accompany me for a month, I will hand over the Yu Country, and after a month, they will naturally wake up."
"Okay." Feng Aotian responded quickly, but Leng Qianye was stunned.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, squeezed his hand, "Wait for the Lord here."
"Yes." Leng Qianye knew that once she made a decision, no one could change. He just looked at her deeply, but she smiled and walked calmly in front of Duanmuyang, still like that. The attitude of despising the world.
Duan Muyang left the barracks with her. Under the watch of the two armies, Jin Yao entered the camp in amazement, "General Leng, this..."
"Stay here, one month later, waiting for news." Leng Qianye's expression still indifferent, said solemnly.
"Yes." Jin Yao just obeyed the local answer.
Duanmuyang took Feng Aotian and left. She rode a horse and looked sideways at Duanmuyang, who was also riding a horse. "But where do you want to go?"
"Go to a place I really want to take you to." Duan Muyang looked at her sideways and replied with a smile.
Feng Aotian responded happily. Looking at Duanmuyang today, she seemed to be detached a lot. She couldn't help but say, "When did you figure it out?"
"I haven't figured it out from start to finish, but I just wanted to give each other a chance." Duan Muyang looked at her and whispered, "Once, you gave me a chance, but I didn't take it well. I missed being with you. I have always had regrets in my heart because of the opportunity of this life. Therefore, I will be so persistent in this life. I want to see you again and want to live with you for a lifetime."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth, "It is indeed different."
Duan Muyang raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "The origin and death, everything is left to God."
Feng Aotian looked at Duanmuyang's profile. She felt that she was reborn in this life and really came to pay off her debts, their debts, Gongyimin's debts, and now Duanmuyang's debts and Longyin's debts.
Duan Muyang has faded his armor, and is dressed in a snow-white brocade robe. He is becoming more and more handsome and handsome. He was born a king, with the arrogance of the world, but also the lead bloom after a thousand sails. She can be gentle and tender, or hard-hearted. Such a person is incomparable to her and cannot be approached.
In the past, in her memory, it was not as she said that she had never loved him. It was a pity that the love was too heavy, but why did they all get together?
Her thoughts turned back, always taking her to recall the past, but she stretched these memories longer and longer, because she was constantly running forward, and those memories also ran with her.
Feng Aotian walked along with Duanmuyang and went west. After walking for three days and three nights, he arrived at a strange place. It seemed to be beyond the fifteen kingdoms. It was a pure land. It was a very special place. There is no pain here, here is simple, and there is laughter everywhere.
Feng Aotian got off his horse, and Duan Muyang looked at her, "Do you remember this?"
Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled, "You once promised her that you would build a piece of paradise for her and build a city that belongs to her."
"Yes." Duanmuyang responded with a smile, "This is paradise."
Feng Aotian looked up at the city, smiled and nodded. It was indeed a paradise, but she was no longer the one she used to be.
Duanmuyang didn't mind, but took her into the city. The people here saw that she and him were smiling with joy, there was no suffering, no pain, there was only happiness, endless happiness.
Duan Muyang turned to look at her, and saw that she was looking at everything around her, but the corner of her mouth hooked, "Do you like it?"
"Not bad." Feng Aotian nodded heartily, "If in the future, it would be great to find such a happy place with them for a lifetime."
Duan Muyang looked at Feng Aotian and saw that she was thoughtful, but he didn't care at all. It seemed that all his previous struggles and pains, and the harm he brought to her, disappeared after entering this city. The rest is just a dream weaving for her.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth evoked a faint smile, Duan Muyang led her through the streets and alleys, facing the sun, walking through every inch of the city until he reached the mountain, he looked at her, "I still remember the time. Said it?"
Feng Aotian thought carefully, "Build a house on the most beautiful mountain, work at sunrise, and rest at sunset."
"According to our speed, it should be very fast." Duan Muyang said, he rolled up his sleeves, took off his outer robe, and stepped forward.
Feng Aotian looked at him, smiled and nodded, "I will help you."
She didn't know if she was still herself now, maybe she was having a dream, a dream that belonged to Duanmuyang and her once.
The two selected the wood in the mountain, and heard the sound of kingfishers, the sound of gurgling streams, and occasionally a few cute hares ran up, Duanmuyang was doing carpentry work expertly, Feng Aotian sat aside and looked at him. "When did you learn this?"
"After you have gone." Duan Muyang said with a smile.
The corner of Feng Aotian’s mouth hooked, and he set up a fire on the side, boiled water, made tea, and handed it to him. He also set up a simple tent on the side. They built a house during the day and lay down at night. Looking up at the stars on the grass.
Duanmuyang was particularly calm. He propped his head with his hands on the back of his head, cocked his legs, looked at her sideways, and looked at the starry sky, without saying a word, but with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Such Duanmuyang made her feel awkward If the illusion of a world away.
Feng Aotian knows that what he loves in his heart is not who she is now, but the one she used to be. However, she knows very well that this is Duanmuyang's regret. Therefore, he will lose his constancy and do the things before. Perhaps the words of that day aroused him, perhaps, he noticed something, perhaps, he suddenly realized it.
Three days have passed, and six days have passed since she left. There is no news, no words, just like disappearing out of thin air, disappearing without a trace.
Leng Qianye only remembered what she said before leaving and asked him to wait for her. Even though she was so anxious in her heart, she still pretended to be calm. In addition to training soldiers every day, she sat in the camp and read military books. It seems to be back to the past.
Mu Hanjin naturally knew what happened in Feng Aotian. Everyone seemed to be accustomed to such things. They just did their own things step by step. Maybe, from the beginning, they knew that she would be like this.
The general structure of the house has been completed. Duanmuyang could not wipe the sweat from his forehead, and blisters were formed on his hands. The sunlight poured down from the towering trees and sprinkled on his handsome face. He just showed satisfaction. Smile.
Feng Aotian stepped forward, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to him, and then offered him tea. He raised his head to pour it and turned to look at her, "How?"
"Not bad." Feng Aotian didn't expect Duanmuyang to have such an ability.
Duan Muyang smiled and put down the wood in his hand, and then began to fix it, while Feng Aotian went to the mountain to catch game, and he was roasting it aside. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding. Perhaps, this was the way they used to get along. .
Feng Aotian sat aside, raised his eyes and watched Duan Muyang walk over and sat down beside her. She looked at him, just smiling calmly.
Duan Muyang looked at her, smiling brighter and brighter, "Although it's just a small house, it's not too big, but it looks very comfortable."
Feng Aotian nodded in response, "Two people are enough."
Duanmuyang paused slightly, and when she heard the word "two people" in her mouth, a bright smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Here, they were the only ones.
After Feng Aotian finished speaking, she felt a little unbelievable. She knew that she had already entered the show, Duan Muyang, hope that my thoughts are not in vain and your dreams can come true.
Duanmuyang handed her the grilled fish, "How about the furniture being yours?"
"Good." Feng Aotian nodded.
"Is it good to wear women's clothing?" Duan Muyang asked in a low voice looking at her still wearing men's clothing.
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded.
"How about white clothes?" Duanmuyang continued.
"Good." Feng Aotian still whispered.
Seeing that she wanted nothing to do with his request, Duanmuyang couldn't help laughing out loud, "You answered simply."
"Isn't this always the case in the past?" Feng Aotian also said smoothly.
Duanmuyang raised his eyes and just looked at her quietly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Yes."
Feng Aotian got up and took the initiative to hold his hand. His fingers were worn out, his ten fingers connected to the heart, so painful, but he didn't frown. He still smiled with a light and breezy smile, letting her go. Holding, "Where to go?"
"Go buy clothes." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, and the two went down the mountain.
The downtown area under the mountain was very lively. Feng Aotian led him into a shop, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Which one?"
Duan Muyang stepped forward and bought all the white dresses in this place. Feng Aotian also picked brocade robes of the same color. When the two came out, they had two more burdens in their hands.
Duan Muyang looked at her, "Anything else to buy?"
"Yes." Feng Aotian recalled what he had said to him. The two walked to Sibaozhai and chose the four treasures of the study, which was also the best place.
Duan Muyang smiled and looked at her, "What else?"
Feng Aotian also joined the piano store, bought a fine piano, tried the strings, raised his eyes and looked at him, "You should do it yourself."
"Okay." Duan Muyang nodded, and the two of them stepped out of the piano shop, buying a lot of things and gadgets along the way.
Feng Aotian looked down at himself and the big and small things in his hands, and was slightly taken aback. Is this her? It turned out that she used to be like this, but unfortunately, she was not.
Duan Muyang always looked at her with a smile. After the two went up the mountain, they put their things in the tent, and then still sat together, back to back, quietly listening to the wind.
"Yaner..." Duanmuyang closed his eyes tightly, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and called out softly.
"En?" Feng Aotian replied softly, following his voice. This "yan'er" was now awakened again, it has been a thousand years.
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"Yan'er..." Duan Muyang whispered again.
"En?" Feng Aotian responded tirelessly.
"Yan'er..." Duanmuyang seemed to be happy, and he felt that he waited too long for too long.
Feng Aotian helped his forehead and looked at the sky, "Are you going to keep calling?"
"En." Duanmuyang raised his head slightly, leaning on her, and whispered, "Thousands of years of waiting, in exchange for a cry, it's worth it."
Feng Aotian's heart moved slightly, what kind of attachment it was that made him so satisfied, she turned and Duanmuyang lay down, leaned her head on her legs, and looked at her with a smile.
Feng Aotian lowered his head and stroked his face, "But are you going to rest?"
"En." Duan Muyang leaned his body, buried his head in her arms, and sighed softly, "It's really warm."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, distant memories pouring into his heart like mountains and oceans. If they had never missed it, then, what kind of situation would they have now?
The cat was sitting on the stone steps looking up at the night sky. This sitting was all night, and Lan Jingshu stepped forward, "Mao, the emperor will definitely be fine."
"I'm just thinking about what the emperor is doing now?" Mr. Cat turned his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, "Will I look at the same night sky as me."
Lan Jingshu immediately sat down and looked up, "It should be."
Mu Hanjin stretched his arms, still to no avail, but he didn't feel discouraged at all. He just walked into the medicine room and just walked out without wind.
The two just glanced at each other, and Mu Hanjin sat down, "It's been seven days now."
No wind smiled indifferently, "You still remember."
"How can I not remember." Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "The entanglement between the emperor and Duanmuyang is not something we can understand."
Wufeng knew the meaning of his words, and suddenly felt that they were outsiders, always wandering outside, but never walked in.
The two were silent for a moment, and Mu Hanjin then got up, "I'll go to the palace to take a look."
"Good." No wind nodded, then got up and entered the medicine room again.
When Mu Hanjin returned to the Di Emperor's bedroom, she saw Father Cat and Lan Jingshu sitting on the stone steps, and fell asleep like this. She couldn't help but sighed, pretending to be fine on the surface, but she was worried.
He stepped forward, Lan Jingshu and Father Mao also felt a cold wind, and then opened their eyes. Both of them were startled, and got up. They were a little unstable because they had been sitting for too long.
Mu Hanjin looked at Mr. Cat and asked in a gentle voice,
How can Mr. Cat think about giving the emperor his birthday?

"En." Father Cat nodded, "I'm almost ready, but I don't know if the master can arrive."
Mu Hanjin responded with a smile, "Yes."
Father Mao smiled, "Time is becoming more pressing now."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin counted the time, and the astronomical phenomenon had become a bit strange in the past few days. There are now three months left in the previous half year.
Father Cat looked at Mu Hanjin's flash of worry, and whispered, "Are you hiding something from me?"
Mu Hanjin just smiled faintly, "No, I'm just worried that the emperor's account of me has not been done so far."
Father Cat whispered, "It all depends on God's will."
Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at Father Cat, recalling, "It all depends on God's will..."
"Hey." Father Cat sighed, turned around and entered the hall.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "What did you think of?"
"Nothing." Mu Hanjin smiled and shook his head, and the two walked forward together.
When Duan Muyang woke up, Feng Aotian was no longer around. He quickly got up and looked around, his eyes flashing anxiously, appearing a little helpless.
"Yan'er, where are you?" Duan Muyang called out loudly.
But he didn't hear back to his senses. He shuttled through the woods and looked around, but found nothing. Finally, he returned to the place in despair. He saw Feng Aotian in a white dress standing in front of him. He was surprised and strode. He stepped forward and took her into his arms, "Yan'er, you scared me to death."
Feng Aotian was held in this way by him, and she raised her hands and stroked his back to show her comfort, "I just went to change a dress."
Only then did Duanmuyang come back to his senses, and quickly released her. Such a dress was elegant and refined. The ink hair like a waterfall was only inserted with a hosta, and her pretty face seemed so indisputable.
He blinked vigorously, thinking he was dreaming, and whispered, "Is it really you?"
Feng Aotian knew that in his eyes today's dress was the one she used to be, and she was the otherworldly woman a thousand years ago.
She nodded slightly, "Well, it's me."
Duan Muyang chuckled, suddenly picked her up, and happily rotated in place.
Feng Aotian felt that Duanmuyang like this was like the morning sun, with warmth and purity, and she let him.
Duan Muyang squeezed her hand tightly and felt the temperature of the palm of his hand. He felt that all this was not a dream. He took a deep breath, then simply cleansed his face, turned to look at her, and continued to work with a smile.
Feng Aotian stood on the side, helping from time to time, and after the expiration date, he lived peacefully and comfortably.
Feng Aotian remembered her in the past. The life she wanted at the beginning was so simple. However, such a wish was only realized after a thousand years. She couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. It's a pity that she now, even if she wants Live this kind of life, but the person around him is no longer him.
Even though Feng Aotian had worn the women's clothing a few times, she was still a little uncomfortable. He always found it inconvenient to walk like this. However, watching Duan Muyang find her shadow on her body, she had to give up.
In the next few days, they were still building huts, occasionally going down the mountain and buying furnishings. Such a peaceful life is the most common thing in the city. However, for Duanmuyang, it is hard-won. .
In the past few days, there is always a smile on his mouth, even though he is tired every day, he feels very satisfied.
He doesn't think about those painful years, and he doesn't think about the pain of losing her. What he thinks is that she is by his side now, that's enough.
In the dead of night, Feng Aotian looked at the face peacefully sleeping in her arms. She was always thinking, who is she? Why are you here? She closed her eyes tightly, and what appeared in her mind was a picture from a thousand years ago.
After half a month, a simple house was built. This speed was too fast, but for Duanmuyang, it was very long, because half of the month spent with her had now passed.
Feng Aotian wore a long white dress every day, looking up at the simple cabin in front of her, putting all the furnishings she had bought these days into it, she looked carefully, and turned to look at Duanmuyang, "It seems that there is still something missing. what?"
"Breath." Duan Muyang looked at it, "breath of life."
Feng Aotian also nodded in agreement, and the two went into the mountain together, picking orchids, planting orchids outside the hut carefully, and surrounding the fence, "What else?"
Duanmuyang thought for a while, "Qin."
Feng Aotian responded with a smile, "Let's find it together."
"Okay." Duan Muyang responded with a smile, looking at the house he built in front of him and her by his side. This is the scene he dreams of, a dream that he still can't realize after thousands of times.
He took her by the hand, and the two of them went to find the materials for making piano. It took another three days. No doubt, Duanmuyang seemed to be proficient in many things, not to mention making piano.
Feng Aotian sat on the wooden bench outside, looked at his concentrated expression, and kept trying the strings until he was satisfied, then raised his eyes and looked at her, "Try?"
"Good." Feng Aotian smiled and nodded.
Duanmuyang sat on the ground, put the piano on his lap, closed his eyes slightly, the strings sounded, and the melodious sound of the piano followed the sound of wind, trees, and the fragrance of birds and flowers, composing the peace and tranquility of this place.
Feng Aotian closed her eyes and listened quietly. With the calmness of the piano sound, she seemed to have returned to the place where they met a thousand years ago.
At the end of the song, Duanmu Yang's intentions were still not exhausted, Feng Aotian slowly opened his eyes, facing his hot eyes, he put down the piano, then got up, hugged her into his arms, feeling that he was the happiest moment.
Meteor counted the days and kept wandering around Leng Qianye's side, looking at him from time to time, "Where do you think the Holy Lord is now?"
Leng Qianye did not answer, but just looked at the scroll in his hand. Meteor would ask such questions many times a day.
Meteor Sword, he didn't answer, still reluctant, the dog finally endured it, opened his closed eyes, and grinded his teeth on his fingers along the way.
"Sacred dog, are you awake?" Meteor looked at the sacred dog happily, smiling very happily.
Leng Qianye raised his eyes and glanced at him, but also withdrew his gaze, ignoring him.
Meteor laughed, and then left with the dog.
Only then did Leng Qianye put down the scroll, got up and walked to the bed, looking down at the place where she once lay, thoughtfully.
Father Cat sighed again. Lan Jingshu felt helpless when he saw him doing this every day. He raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin. The two of them just glanced at each other and stopped talking.
"Yan'er, do you remember the pear blossom snow you brewed yourself?" Duan Muyang is now lying in the chaise longue, looking up at Feng Aotian who is sitting aside.
Feng Aotian looked at him sideways and nodded slightly, "En."
"Unfortunately, I can't taste it now." Duanmuyang sighed quietly, obviously a little lost.
Feng Aotian had never seen Duan Muyang who was so concerned about gains and losses, and whispered, "Why don't you go to the mountain to see, is there something similar to Lihua Xue?"
"Okay." Duanmuyang's lost face was quickly stained with a smile, got up from the chaise longue, and pulled her down the mountain.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Duan Muyang next to her. He was gentle and elegant, without the slightest hostility or domineering, just like the son of ordinary people, it was really pleasing to the eye.
Feng Aotian didn't understand why he was so persistent at the beginning, why he regrets it now?
Duan Muyang just held her hand, and the two walked down the mountain. These days, their most intimate act was to hug and sleep, other than that, they had not done anything beyond.
Feng Aotian looked at Duanmuyang like this, after all the dreams woke up, would he really let go? Where should he go at that time?
The two went down the mountain, and a child ran towards him, who happened to hit her. The child was only three or four years old. It was when he was naughty. He looked at her with big round eyes and smiled happily.
Feng Aotian lowered his head and stroked the child's head, raising his eyes to look at Duan Muyang. He was looking at her with a smile, "I really want to have such a child."
Feng Aotian had another meal, staring at him for a long while, would he want her to marry him, right?
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