It was getting late, and the city was full of smoke.

Luoyang, East Street, snow tire plum bone.

In the small building of Zhu Mei in the depths of the backyard, Yingli stood on the railing on the second floor, looking at the plum forest in full bloom in the courtyard.

The branches are dotted with Zhu, and the strange ones are horizontal.

The wind blows in the middle of winter, and it seems that people don't feel the cold.

Jiuli stood behind and looked at the woman's back: "Yingli, Childe's things should be put away." The man was silent, and then said, "Otherwise, the dust will fall, and the son will not like it." ”

Yingli looked at the plum blossoms in the courtyard calmly, as in the past, she was dressed in strong clothes, and her clothes were as red as blood. "Yes. Put it all away. Her voice did not fluctuate, her left hand trembled as if inadvertently, and she woke up and bowed her head in response.

The snow tire plum bone is now the core of the Amazing Cloud Pavilion that everyone on the rivers and lakes knows.

Since September, many people in the rivers and lakes have come to worship the Si people.

When he left, everyone sighed: "From now on, on the rivers and lakes, there is no longer a 'person as stunning as a red plum, and a tongue as vicious as a snake and scorpion'. ”

Shuangli sent to the door, silently clenched his fists, and only saluted again.

Luoyang East Street, which is full of plum fragrance.

The original secret and quiet deep courtyard of the wine shop, the snow tire plum bone, became the master of the Amazing Cloud Pavilion, when the Mei family passed away, the main pavilion and the main pavilion of the rivers and lakes finally appeared.

The plum pavilion in the courtyard is located in front of Meilin, and the small building of Zhumei in the depths of the backyard is far away.

The white candles in the pavilion are quietly burning, silently reflecting the white flags that are hung up, from time to time from the front of the spirit card on the case, and also from the front of the ash altar placed at the back end of the spirit card.

Luoyang City, where the sunset shines obliquely, the night is getting deeper, the cold wind rises, and the snow falls faintly.

Yingli stood on the second floor of the Zhumei Building, where Mei Shuying lived before her death, in the inner room corridor with a horizontal fence to the south.

Holding a sword in one hand and a jade bone fan with an empty handle in the palm of his hand in the other.

The green jade is the bone, and the fan tail hangs a snow-white tassel, which is not stained with a little impurity, like silk and jade.

It used to be famous in the martial arts, and together with the "white clothes and red plums", it became the famous weapon of the characteristics of the main plum sparse shadow of the Amazing Cloud Pavilion - the green jade fan.

Above the rivers and lakes.

No one knows it.

Jiuli looked at Yingli's back for a long time.

Fang lowered his head and turned around and called the servant in, and folded the objects in the room one by one.

Yingli stood at the railing for a long time with her back to the people in the room, her red clothes were slightly covered with light frost, and she didn't look back for a long time.

When the moon rose and the night wind was getting colder, she suddenly asked softly, "Several elders have finally decided, when will Gongzi's ashes be buried in the ground?"

Jiuli stood in the room, looked back at her when she heard the sound, and her eyes were worried: "Gongzi Ximei, in the end, it will be set by the acting pavilion master, after this winter, when the plum blossoms fall, the ashes of Gongzi will be buried." ”

"Acting Pavilion Master......" Yingli muttered, and when she came back to her senses, she remembered that Yu Lao had been elected the day before yesterday to temporarily act as the Pavilion Master.

Jiuli's eyebrows are slightly closed. "Although Elder Yu clearly said that if Miss returns, she will hand over the position of Pavilion Master to Miss, but Miss means that she will not come back to take charge of the Shocking Cloud Pavilion. ”

Yingli bowed slightly.

After discussing with the other three elders, the acting pavilion master decided to bury the prince in the plum grove in the snow tire plum bone courtyard in the spring of the next year, and accompany the old lady by his side. Jiuli continued.

Yingli was stunned: "Is this so......" After a pause, she suddenly murmured: "Childe, will you like it?"

Jiuli was stunned for a moment, her eyes were darker, and she looked at Yingli and said, "The long-term companion of the old lady must also be the wish of the son." ”

Yingli's eyes were hollow, "Hmm...... It's just that Childe can have peace of mind?"

Jiuli couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at Yingli in a daze.

Before the man could say anything, a servant behind him called, "Two Dharma protectors." ”

One of the maidservants who cleaned up in the house came up and asked, "Can the slave maid take the dress at the top of the cupboard and wash it and put it away together?"

"What dress?" asked Jiuli in a flat voice.

The maid slowly opened the brocade box in his hand. "It's this Zhumei Baishui dress. ”

When Yingli heard this, she suddenly looked back.

In the cold sandalwood brocade box, a red and white light silk skirt lay quietly on the snow-white velvet carpet, folded very delicately and smoothly.

"The dress was sent back from the South Street Palace a few months ago. The maidservant carefully explained: "The two Dharma protectors should know that all the clothes and utensils sent from outside or brought back will be ordered by the servants to be washed again before they are allowed to be brought into the inner room...... Only this dress, the son did not tell the slaves and maids to take it and wash it again, but took it himself...... I don't know, but I forgot about it for a while. ”

The servant said this, with a sad face, and continued: "Although the son has passed away, his habits and servants have not forgotten it, and they dare not be negligent, so they came to ask the two Dharma protectors. ”

Yingli looked at the snow-colored dress embroidered with bright red plums in the brocade box.

Jiuli hesitated a little and said, "Childe is happy, wash it and ...... again."

As he spoke, he saw Yingli approaching step by step, and slowly reached out to the box of skirts.

……

"This one on you is my mother's favorite dress when she was alive. ”

"Snow white and red plums have always been my mother's favorite two things, and this white plum and plum skirt that drags the ground reflects these two things. After a moment, he continued: "It was a birthday gift from my father to my mother, and my mother was reluctant to wear it for a long time, so she has been hiding in this room in the pavilion. ”

"Mr. Duanmu got his clothes wet because he was helping his son, and his subordinates came to change them with her. ”

"If it is rude, Duanmu will be replaced and returned immediately......"

The man interrupted the woman's words and whispered: "My mother lived in this small building before her death, and my father died of a recurrence of an old injury in Yizhou, and before he died, he ordered me to bring back his bones. On the same day, my mother wore this dress to greet her in front of the door...... I still vaguely remember the appearance of her standing by holding the door, with shallow eyebrows and tears...... Looking back today, it's been 10 years. ”

"The husband and wife of the old Mei Pavilion have a deep affection, and Duanmu respects him. ”

He lowered his head to look at the woman beside him, and only whispered: "The two of them are indeed deeply in love, and my father clearly said that where his heart is, he will return." Therefore, I was ordered to bury him back in front of the Plum Pavilion no matter what, under those Zhu Mei in the courtyard. By my mother's side. ”

……

His fingertips trembled, and he didn't dare to touch the skirt in front of him.

Yingli stared blankly at the contents of the box, and the words of "Childe ......" suddenly choked up. "Childe ......"

In an instant, tears flowed down my face.

I can't tell whether the dull pain that suddenly spreads over the limbs is palpitations or distress.

……

In the Nine Palaces Killing Array, the chaotic rocks fell, and the man pushed himself away without hesitation, crossed the nine glasses, and wanted to sweep towards the white shadow in the center of the chaotic stones.

"Childe!!What are you anxious about?!You don't care about the Amazing Cloud Pavilion...... Doesn't it matter, miss?!"

The man shook and froze in place.

……

"Childe ......" was blurred in front of him.

She looked at the broken fan in her hand, which had been shattered by the arrows, and felt that everything was so clear that it was overwhelming.

The heart suddenly stabbed like a cone, and inadvertently, it hurt so much.

I have to recall...... In front of the gate of the Poison Castle that day, what was the look on the face of the man who rushed out and swept towards the woman in white under the arrow.

Anxious, cold, and without hesitation. She could feel his trepidation and fear.

He was afraid that if he was one step too late, that man would die under the iron arrow!

When a person sacrifices his life for another person, he is still afraid that the other party will miss the slightest...... What kind of mood is this?

Suddenly, she couldn't stop crying, and Yingli trembled so much that she could barely hold her sword.

"The light snow of the sparse plum blossoms from the end, and the dead branches of the trees are in vain; if it is not for the lonely shadow, how can you know that the plum is as cold as a fairy?" The man in white and red plum sat by the railing with a green jade fan in his hand, leaning on the edge of the railing.

Yingli seemed to see the calm and casual look on his face again, and reached out to gently pick up a piece of dark snow with the tip of the fan, as if she was groaning.

After the leisurely expression was finished, he showed a little stunned, and then his eyes were blank.

After that, there is silence.

"Childe ......"

"Yingli. Jiuli stood worriedly behind the woman, her eyes red. "Childe is gone, and it's time for us to let go. ”

Tears continued to drip beside the brocade box, and the man in red choked up, and suddenly reached out and snatched the brocade box in the handmaiden's hand.

Turning around, he turned over and jumped off the railing outside the porch, flying away.

"Yingli! Yingli!!" Jiuli was shocked and hurriedly chased after her.

In the Mei Pavilion, the white candles on the mourning hall were swaying, and the snow harrier lying on the side of the ashes altar on the desk was suddenly startled, and she stared at the woman in red and picked up the ashes altar behind the spirit card.

Yu Lao was going to the Mei Pavilion to keep a watch, and saw Yingli walking out of the urn holding Mei Shuying's ashes.

"Yingli! Yingli Protector, what are you doing here?!" Yu Lao hurriedly chased after him, and couldn't help but shout, his voice was worried.

The elders and disciples of the Shocking Cloud Pavilion were all startled by the cry and hurried over.

Jiuli flew in and blocked in front of Yingli. "What do you want to do?"

The night wind in the courtyard was cold, and the snow was flying.

Yingli tore off the robe on her shoulder and wrapped it around the bone altar in her arms, and pressed the long sword on her waist with her other hand without a word. "I'm going to take Childe away. ”

Everyone was shocked, and everyone was shocked.

"Go where he really wants to go. ”

Elder Nanshan stepped forward and rebuked angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! For the Pavilion Master, where is there a more important place than the Astounding Cloud Pavilion! Quickly put the Pavilion Master's columbarium back!"

"Nope. For Childe, the most important thing is the Amazing Cloud Pavilion. Yingli gritted her teeth: "But his heart is not here!" At this moment, Childe has passed away...... Yingli said hoarsely: "I don't want Childe to have regrets, I don't want to be until the end, he still has to suppress his heart...... There is no place to be, no home. ”

Jiuli was stunned.

Yingli looked down at the urn in her arms, tears had already blurred her eyes. "'Where the heart is, there is the place. At least in the end, I want to give Childe peace of mind. ”

Hearing this, Dong Liang came forward with a worried voice: "If the Yingli Protector knows something, you might as well speak it out and discuss it with everyone, if you act so rashly, how can we be at ease......

"Childe is proud, Yingli will not say more. The woman in red looked at her, stretched out her hand and drew her sword: "It's just that today, I must take Childe away." ”

"If you don't explain it clearly, how can you let the ashes of the pavilion master move in vain?!!Come on!Surround her!" Nanshan shouted angrily.

The disciples immediately stepped forward and surrounded the red-clothed people.

Jiulihuo drew his sword.

Yu Lao was shocked when he saw it: "Nine Glass Protector?!"

The man in black turned his back to Yingli and faced everyone in the pavilion.

Yingli's hand holding the sword tightened, and her eyes suddenly turned redder.

Elder Xiyuan's voice was awe-inspiring: "Xiaoying just left, the two Dharma protectors are the opposite, right?" The elderly woman with a cold black gauze stretched out her hand and pointed the long knife at her waist.

Dong Liang immediately said in a loud voice: "Now that the pavilion has elected Elder Yu as the acting pavilion master, let Elder Yu decide whether to let the Yingli Protector take away the ashes of the pavilion master." ”

Nanshan scolded: "How can this work! If we let Xiaoying's ashes wander outside, what kind of face do we old things have to go to see the old pavilion master?!"

Yu Lao's heart trembled, his eyes were painful, and he slowly shook his head and said: "The Yingli Protector must either discuss it with us and others, or put Xiaoying's ashes back in the mourning hall, otherwise it will ......."

Both glasses were already in their hands, and they both clenched the swords in their hands.

When Yu Lao saw it, he said in a deep voice: "That is the case, for the sake of the old pavilion master's entrustment, I can't ask you to bring Xiaoying's ashes." Then he raised his voice and said, "Stop them, and don't touch the urn in her arms." ”

"Yes!"

The disciples drew their swords and confronted each other, just about to make a move.

Suddenly, a blue shadow swept from outside, entered the courtyard, and said with a solemn face: "What happened?!"

Jiuli was stunned: "...... It's the young lady who is back. ”

When the elders saw the visitor, they were greatly relieved, and Elder Yu stepped forward and hurriedly said, "Miss, have you thought it through?" Are you determined to come back and take over the Shocking Cloud Pavilion?"

The man in blue seemed to have never rested, and hurried back for days, his face was extremely cold, his eyes darkened when he heard the words, and he was silent for a long time.

The snow is falling faintly, and the night wind is cold.

I don't know how long it took, but the man in blue laughed sadly and said hoarsely, "Hmm." Xiaolan has decided to come back to Cloud Pavilion and will not return to Cloud Valley. ”

Everyone was pleasantly surprised.

Then led by Elder Yu, they all knelt down to the girl in front of them: "See the pavilion master." ”

Shuangli was stunned for a moment, and also knelt down with his sword. "See the Pavilion Master. ”

The man in blue stood in the middle of the crowd, under the snow, his eyes a little numb and empty.

That night, in the bamboo house, the young man in Tsing Yi hugged the woman in white and said every word, which seemed to appear in front of him and in his ears again.

She raised her lips as if she wanted to laugh, but tears slipped down her face. "Start...... Come on. ”