The wind on the roof of the building was very strong, and the lord of Qingjue climbed the towering heavy building, looking west, and his emaciated figure revealed a desperate stubbornness. The wide post road under the city stretched straight to the west, and the lord of Qingjue didn't know where this post road ended, but she had always been sure that this was the place where the lover would return, so she would come here almost every day to wait during this time.

Near the closure of the city gate, there were only pedestrians left on the post road, and a serious double image appeared in Qing Jue's eyes.

"Li Lang, today is the last time I will come here, because you will never come back from this road. The county lord of Qingjue shouted into the distance. There was no response. But the wind on the wall brought the shouts of the lord of Qingjue to the sky, and the sky dyed red by the sunset dimmed a little, and a few fluffy clouds fluttered over, as if to soothe the sad voice on the castle tower.

"Li Lang, why is Qing Jue so stupid, I should have gone to the Turks to find your ...... earlier"

Approaching the closure of the West Market, the final noise is staged, the costumed Hu girls dance in the sound of drums and dance a fast Hu Xuan dance, their dancing posture is sometimes like snowflakes fluttering in the air, sometimes like fluffy grass flying in the wind, the speed of the speeding wheels is even faster, like a whirlwind of rapid turning, so fast that the surrounding audience can not see the faces and backs of the dancers.

On the tower of the Golden Light Gate in the twilight, grief had already invaded the bone marrow of the county lord of Qingjue, and she collapsed to the ground, calling hoarsely, and her voice was quickly swallowed up by the sea of celebration in the city.

The county took her last tear, and she suddenly found that she could no longer see anything in her eyes. Without a trace of panic, she slowly got up, groped her way to the city wall, and muttered: "If you wait on the bridge for three years, Li Lang will never fail me." ”

With that, she trembled and climbed up the towering wall.

Li Bai, who was sleepy and lacking horses, rushed to the Jinguang Gate, and saw Qing Jue with a phoenix crown and a xia curtain from a distance, standing high on the city wall, with a bright red skirt as red as blood and pleats, sassy in the wind. The golden glow of the setting sun is layered on the gorgeous phoenix crown, and the faint blurred eyebrows under the dazzling light are his unforgettable outline.

"She's waiting for me!" Li Bai suddenly forgot all the fatigue and pain, and called out to Qing Jue at the city gate from afar.

The county lord of Qingjue didn't notice it in the slightest, she resolutely opened her arms and jumped down to the sound of the tide of drums......

Suddenly, Li Bai's eyes froze, the world seemed to stand still, and he dragged his crumbling body hysterically to the city, hugging Qing Jue in a pool of blood tightly into his arms. Qing Jue's head was soaked in warm blood, her bright eyes were tightly closed, but they would never open again, and the corners of her mouth kept oozing thick blood beads, but she would never speak again. Li Bai was shocked and sad, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Li Bai's eyes darkened, he fell to the ground, and Hou Yin, who heard the news, immediately helped Li Bai.

When Li Bai opened his eyes, he couldn't recognize Hou Yin, nor could he distinguish anyone's face. At this moment, the family of King An's Mansion came to pick up the body of the county lord of Qingjue, Li Bai took advantage of the chaos to pull out the matching sword, waved the sword to kill himself, and finally lay down beside Qingjue.

After a long time, the bright moonlight gently soothed the Chang'an City at night, this fierce city like a giant beast finally returned to calm, whether it was the common people or the dignitaries in the city, after the busy begging was over, they all fell asleep one after another, and even the Pingkangfang where the Qinglou gathered was also quiet.

In the long silent night, suddenly there was a weeping chant that was like a cry, and the soft and gentle song was like the snort of the city's sleep:

Morning glory out of the west of the river, the weaver girl is in the east.

Eternal looking at each other, who sees the same Qixi Festival.

The sad tail note was intermittently thrown into the Kunming Pool, and the waves of the lake did not move, allowing the stars to rush into his arms. Until a meteor passed by, scratching a blinding scar on the secluded surface of the lake, and the dark shore of the lake suddenly ignited a flame, followed by a second, a third...... In a matter of moments, countless Kong Ming lanterns lit up on the shore, illuminating the long embankment as bright as day.

Hou Yin raised the Kong Ming lantern in his hand and slowly let go of his hand, and the literati and ink writers who came to see off Li Bai and the county lord of Qingjue also raised the lantern one after another, and thousands of Kong Ming lanterns slowly rose, and this night, they completely lit up the night sky of Chang'an City.

An old father-in-law, under the illumination of the lights, separated everyone all the way to Hou Yin's side, and whispered to Hou Yin: "Mr. Hou, there is news from the palace that the county lord's body is missing......

Hearing this, Hou Yin hurriedly walked to Li Bai's wooden coffin that had not yet been covered, and looked at it by the bright light, only to see that the coffin was empty, and he was immediately shocked and said, "Lord Li's physical body...... It's gone. ”