Chapter 13: The Night Feast

The sound of a bell ringing in the distance was heard in the silence of the night, and the hourglass on the window had completed a round of timekeeping, tirelessly restarting a new round of timekeeping. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as the bell rang, silence returned. Wu Yan lay on the table, listlessly watching the quicksand in the hourglass change over time, and her stomach growled again. Only the pits were left in the fruit bowl on the table, and the fruit had been swept away by itself. But there was no sign of anyone coming outside the window, and Wu Yan scolded weakly, "Dead Yingqi, you said that you would bring me something delicious, but now when you arrive at the banquet, you will disappear, it is really unrighteous." ”

She had been lying on her stomach for a long time, and her arm was a little sore, so she opened the door and looked out of the courtyard. There are pines and cypresses planted on both sides of the avenue in the courtyard, which have been planted for a hundred years, and are still vigorous and lush, and the moonlight falls from the night sky to the ground, and the avenue is as bright as falling snow, but it cannot illuminate the dark shadows on both sides of the avenue.

"Even if I came here secretly and couldn't go to the banquet, the people from the Shangshi Bureau shouldn't have sent food...... Wu Yan complained and walked outside the courtyard, expecting to meet Ying Qi halfway and come back with the food, halfway away, his hope was disappointed, and he refused to walk back empty-handed, so he simply sat on the railing of a palace porch, his feet hanging in the air, and looked up at the moon being obscured by the clouds and exposed. The glazed palace lamp hangs under the eaves, maybe there is wind passing by, maybe there is no wind automatic, the light is slightly flickering, the colored light from the colored glazed bi is beautiful, indescribable beauty, and there is a point of indescribable loneliness that no one appreciates.

A flute broke in in this boredom, and in the moonlit night like water, I felt that the flute was like crying, complaining, resentful, and envious. There is no sound in the distance, and there is no one in the shadow, only the sound of the flute is clear, as if it is ringing in the ears. Wu Yan didn't know why, he had already gone away, and when he reacted, he saw that the palace wall around him was standing high, and the shadows were on the ground, standing alone in the middle of the road, and the front and back sides did not know the way back, so they could only continue to follow the sound of the flute.

Fortunately, the palace road turned around, and there was moonlight to illuminate the road. However, the dilapidated and painted double palace door on one side seems to be closed and closed, and it can be vaguely seen that there are wild grass swaying in the night wind behind the door, causing swaying chaos. The sound of the flute was extinguished, and it was never heard again. Wu Yan stood at the door and hesitated for a while, but still pushed the door in, and even the palace lamps in the courtyard behind the door were incomplete, only one or two, which did not illuminate the palace in front of him, but lined with black shadows like demons dancing wildly. As soon as she stepped in, and before she could take a step, the door behind her made a faint "creaking" sound, and before the sound disappeared from the human ear, there was a sudden snap. Wu Yan clenched his hand and turned around slowly, the door was already still when it hit the threshold, as if it was closed. The night breeze that blew behind him still hovered in the courtyard, blowing people's sideburns and dresses.

At the gate of the courtyard, a shadow moved. Detached from the shadow of the doorway, it slowly leaned and lengthened, and ran in its own direction. Wu Yan stared at the shadow on the ground, and all that sounded in his mind were the stories he heard the palace maids tell when he first entered the palace - ghost stories.

A chill began to run down her spine, and Wu Yan's eyes were fixed on the shadow on the ground, beware of the shadow pounced on him. She remembered that every time she listened to a ghost story, she would laugh at the people inside for not running away quickly and putting themselves in danger. It was only now that I realized that it was not that I didn't want to escape, but that my limbs had already weakened and I couldn't move.

The shadow suddenly stopped in front of him, standing still, Wu Yan slowly looked up, and saw that in the half of the pavilion illuminated by the moonlight on the right side of the courtyard gate, there was a humanoid thing standing in the pavilion, and it was not clear to see clearly, Wu Yan was a little bolder, and shouted at the thing, "You...... What are you?"

The shadow moved again, and the things in the pavilion also came out, and while the moonlight illuminated the thing, Wu Yan heard the other party's voice, "I'm nothing, but what are you, dare to come here?"

Under the moonlight, the thing was tied with a jade ribbon, the hairband was slightly blown by the wind, reflecting the silver and warm luster in the moonlight, he was wearing a man's white robe, and there seemed to be a gold wire hook on the edge of the robe, reflecting a little golden light.

Is it a human? or a ghost?

Wu Yan guessed in his heart, and the other party seemed to see Wu Yan's appearance clearly, and spoke again, "Why are you here?"

This man's face appeared in the moonlight, and under the flying handsomeness, a pair of eyes were as bright as peach blossoms, but as cold as the north wind. It turned out to be the second prince Xia Ziyan, who was holding a flute in his hand, which seemed to be made of jade, and his whole body was turquoise.

Tonight, Emperor Dayong Ming held a night banquet, and the banquet must be light singing and dancing, drums and music, wine and food, and guests enjoying together. But not only was he not at the banquet, but in such a deserted place, he played the flute alone in the dark night, expressing such a sad and sad feeling.

is also a prince, but he and Xia Zihe are very different. Maybe because he rescued him regardless of his identity on the royal road, and then let himself go regardless of friends or enemies, in retrospect, compared to Xia Zihe, even though the person in front of him had cold eyes and distant, he made people feel kind and reliable.

Wu Yan's heartbeat slowly returned to normal beating in calmness, but the cold sweat on his back had soaked through his underwear, and when the night breeze blew at this time, he couldn't help but sneeze.

Xia Ziyan walked over slowly, but saw that after the girl sneezed, her face was hidden behind her sleeve, and she didn't look at herself, but asked herself in a strange voice, "That...... Do you have a handkerchief with you?"

"Yes. Xia Ziyan took out the handkerchief in his sleeve, but hesitated for a while, and said, "You trespassed here and violated the palace rules I set, but you are not from my palace after all, I will not blame you, you don't have to be afraid, you don't have to cry." ”

Wu Yan was a little anxious, and looked at Xia Ziyan with his eyes exposed, those eyes were bright and bright, and there were no tears. Her voice was very urgent, and she said, "I...... I didn't cry, but you must borrow me, and I'll give it back to you after I wash it. ”

Xia Ziyan handed the handkerchief over, suddenly reacted, and smiled dumbly, "Could it be...... Do you want to wipe your nose?"

Wu Yan snatched the handkerchief from Xia Ziyan's handkerchief, waited until it was sorted out, smiled awkwardly, and asked, "Why is your palace like a cold palace, no one has no lights...... Wu Yan pointed to the barren grass on the ground, and said, "The barren grass is overgrown, as if no one has come to clean and tidy it up for several years." ”

A smile flashed across Xia Ziyan's face, and instead of answering Wu Yan's question, he asked, "You are not from this palace, nor do you look like the daughter of a courtier or nobleman's family." Tonight, my father and emperor feasted on the people of Tianshan in the Dusheng Palace, is there such a possibility, you are from Tianshan. ”

It felt like he was asking himself, but the statement was very positive, and Wu Yan didn't want to lie to him, so he nodded very frankly.

"On the day you saw me, I was ordered to go to the Tianshan Mountains to greet the people who were going to become the Holy Maiden of the Tianshan Mountains......" Xia Ziyan paused for a moment and thought for a while before he spoke, "The people who can come with the witch must be either noble or quite popular with the witch." ”

Wu Yan smiled back at him and replied, "I'm a spirit girl. ”

"Then you may also become the Holy Maiden of the Tianshan Mountains, right? Xia Ziyan looked at Wu Yan for a long time, and then asked, "I heard that the women on the Tianshan Mountain are all supernatural, what will you do? Can you fly? Can you read minds? Can you do stealth......?"

Xia Ziyan's words stopped when he saw the expression on Wu Yan's face, and Wu Yanzheng looked at him with a stunned expression and shook his head hesitantly.

There was a moment of disappointment in his eyes, he paused, and asked lightly, "Then what will you be?"

"I can climb trees, I can whip, I can climb walls, I can bake sweet potatoes, I can ......" each word she said, the expression on his face became more and more strange, and finally it became a ridiculous expression.

This...... What the hell is it, is she really the spirit girl of the Tianshan Mountains?

"And what did they teach you?"

Wu Yan shook his head.

"How could it not be taught to you?"

"Because I've all gone out over the wall......"

A voice from the stomach sounded at this time.

The embarrassed look on Wu Yan's face became even heavier, and she covered her stomach, as if she could cover her stomach's mouth and prevent it from making a sound.

The sneering expression on Xia Ziyan's face had been put away, he looked at Wu Yan with a smile, the alienation in his eyes had faded a little, he opened his mouth gently, and said, "It is estimated that there is still some food in the palace, do you want to fill your stomach first, or if you have anything you want to eat, I will let people ...... I'll take you to eat. ”

His voice was as gentle as bright moonlight, Wu Yan just wanted to nod, but the bell rang again in the distance, as if someone had knocked on his forehead, remembering where he was, Wu Yan's face changed, and he didn't care about saying anything more, and his feet ran out without hesitation.

Xia Ziyan looked at the figure of the girl leaving, and there was a slight gloom in his retracted gaze, and his fingers rubbed the jade flute in his palm, as if he was pondering something.

A figure fell from the eaves behind him, with a hideous and terrifying scar on his face, and his voice sounded in a gloomy voice, "Wu Ying entered Beijing this time, and there were only two secret guards by his side, one was twenty-five years old, often hidden in the shadows, and the other was just a child, but he was often by his side. also brought a girl, presumably the person just now, who said that it was a spirit girl, but for no reason, how could Tianshan let a spirit girl enter Beijing. ”

"Have you found out the intention of the Tianshan witch to enter Beijing this time?"

"Before they found out, they had already entered Beijing a few days ago, but they only entered the palace yesterday, and what they had done in Beijing in the past few days still needs to be carefully investigated. Moreover, did Childe ever doubt a little ......"

The man with the scar hesitated for a while, but he didn't continue, but Xia Ziyan put away the flute in his hand, turned around, and said lightly, "But it's okay to say, maybe you thought of something I didn't think of." ”

When the scar man heard this, he opened his mouth and continued, "At the banquet, Wu Ying once offered the elixir of the Heavenly Gods, not to the current saint, but to give care to the eldest prince who suffered a foot injury, could it have hinted at something? Obviously, the saint sent the young master to Tianshan, and Wu Ying did not stay in Tianshan, could it be because she learned that the person who went to Tianshan this time was not the great prince and did not have to stay in Tianshan. Or does this already show that the person who Tianshan learned about the future throne of Dayong is the Great Prince?"