Section 1: Picture Scroll

The night was deep, and a figure stood quietly in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Pale green clothes, a little thin body bones, a small melon seed-shaped face, a slightly pointed chin, soft and abnormal, especially a pair of crescent-shaped eyes, the water is rippling, it is even more charming than the stars in the sky.

The little maid passing by was holding the basin, and was suddenly startled by the figure, patted her chest, and was quite shocked, "Miss Qingning, you should rest early, this is autumn, and it is easy to catch a cold at night." If something goes wrong, the general's ......" is not easy to explain.

Qing Ning turned her head and smiled, her expression soft, as if she had inadvertently interrupted the maid's words, "I just can't sleep and go out for a walk, so I'll go back to the room." The tone was soft, and it suddenly made people feel no more reproachful.

Qingning is a demon, but words like glamorous and enchanting can't match her.

Qing Ning's body was full of immortal energy, and even the old Taoist priest who collected demons was full of surprise when he saw her, and he didn't dare to pull out the peach wood sword, after all, no demon was as weird as Qing Ning.

"A-Ning, you ......" A tall figure took a step and flashed out of the dark corridor, his facial features were resolute and handsome, with a murderous aura between his eyebrows, even if it was a simple plain single clothes, he wore a bloody smell. However, the eyes of the woman in front of him were unusually soft, and the corners of her mouth pursed a small arc, oozing a taste of joy.

"The general is overwhelmed. Qing Ning smiled coldly and detachedly, and turned sideways to avoid the man's outstretched hand, "You know, I don't need this." ”

It was a cloak, pure white, with a circle of fox fur embroidered on the neckline, which was given to Yun Zheng by the emperor during the last hunting, and the extremely precious prey white fox was used by Yun Zheng to make a cloak.

"After all, I'm a demon. The last sentence seemed to be self-talking, gently brushing his ears and drifting in the wind.

"Aning, I didn't mean that. The cloak fell to the ground, obviously there was no weight, Yun Zheng reached out to pick it up, but it felt like it was pressing a lead block, and it sank amazingly.

Qing Ning's back quickly melted into the dark night, and the room of the two was extremely far away, one at one end and the other at that end.

Qingning closed the door, the room was a typical boudoir lady style, carved wooden bed, copper dresser, on the piano table on the side of the piano placed Yun Zheng specially found from the Western Regions of the famous piano "Green Shen", with the imprint of history, is made of very rare agarwood.

Once the princess of the Western Regions, Yun Yun's song "Shen Ke" did not know how many people were amazed, Yun Zheng won the battle, he didn't want the beauty in the world, but he just asked for this piano, although Qing Ning just said it casually, Yun Zheng remembered it and silently found the best piano in the world for her.

There is a painting hanging on the wall behind the desk, which seems to be a little old, the corners are slightly wrinkled, and the background is Cong Xiangfei bamboo, green bamboo, mottled tear stains, red and white.

The crescent moon is hazy, the skirt of the green-shirted beauty is on the ground, and the flute of Guan Yubai is tied around her waist, and her eyes are full of waves, which is very soft.

A ray of moonlight poured in from the window, and the beauty in the painting blinked slightly, and it was very agile.

That's right, Qingning is a painting demon.

There are folk rumors that the demon in the painting, feeding on the moonlight and morning dew, has a cool and thin temperament, and after transforming into a human form, his appearance is beautiful, and the city is stunning, which is the demon of chaos.

Section 2: Past Events

Yun Zheng has the habit of morning exercises, the long sword in his hand shook, and he delicately pulled a sword flower, and the people passing by only saw his overlapping and blurred figures, and the dead leaves on the ground were swept up by the sharp sword wind......

Qing Ning and Yun Zheng's first encounter was actually a long time ago.

Everyone in the house only knew that the general was fighting in the western frontier, and the victory brought back a green-shirted beauty, and sighed that the general was really a person with good fortune, first the ninth princess, who was favored by the emperor, declared that General Fei Yun Zheng would not marry, and then such a peerless beauty accompanied him.

In the fifth year of Yongle, the border wars were frequent, and the people were unbearable, and General Feiyun was ordered to march westward, and the emperor's city tower was sent.

This battle lasted for a long time, and due to the heavy rain for several days, Yun Zheng, who was also a little wet in the military tent, was wiping his sword, and the silver-white blade was soaked with an unknown amount of blood.

Soldiers outside were clearing the battlefield, the sound of walking back and forth.

The battle of the Western Frontier was undoubtedly the most tragic in history, even if it was Yun Zheng, he couldn't help but be frightened by the bloody battlefield like the Shura purgatory.

Yun Zheng is the general of the Great Yin Dynasty, and also the son-in-law of the former founding general Shuolin, who has been familiar with military books since he was a child, practiced martial arts and practiced swords, and has experienced hundreds of wars and bloody battles when he became an adult.

"Thanks to the general, this time the barbarian was beaten to the ground, and I am afraid that he will have to settle down for a long time. ”

"Eh, guess what, this time back in Beijing, how will the emperor reward us?...... Gold, beauty must be indispensable......"

"Tsk, it's just you, it's not me who said, Wang Er, you are embarrassed to be rewarded, if it weren't for the general's good command...... How could she win so easily when she fell off her horse......"

"What are you doing here, gossiping all day long, like a long-tongued woman...... They were all scattered, and the emperor had already issued a holy decree, and soon the army would return to Beijing. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

There were a few rustling sounds outside the tent, and then it was calm again.

There was a holy decree on the desk in front of him, which was yellow and clear, but Yun Zheng didn't look at it, his eyes fell on an empty place, and he was in a trance.

The war, the rain, how much is it like that time, what about her? Will she still appear? Yun Zheng still has some thoughts, even if it is pitiful.

The army set out three days later, and on the way back to Beijing, it suddenly rained heavily.

Yun Zheng looked at the ruined temple that suddenly appeared in front of him in a daze. He muttered, "Qingning." ”

"General, this temple ......" is a little strange. The deputy general silently swallowed the second half of the sentence, just because Yun Zheng had walked in without hesitation, and his steps revealed a haste that he had never had.

Qing Ning appeared in front of Yun Zheng in such a hurry, but very surprised.

The moonlight was bright, and Qingning's jade-like face became more and more exciting, and the jade flute between her fingers was not as fair as her complexion, the abrupt stop of the flute sound, and the panicked eyes were like a very beautiful picture.

Yun Zheng's lieutenant has followed him to fight for many years, and he only thought that the general was amazed by the beauty under the moon, who knew that Yun Zheng recognized Qingning at a glance, the person he had dreamed of for a long time.

Yun Zheng naturally knew Qingning's identity, and it could even be said that Qingning was his savior, or ...... Dream Girl. That was Yun Zheng's only defeat, he was young and frivolous, made a mistake in decision-making, was ambushed, and almost wiped out the whole army.

Maybe the barbarians felt that Yun Zheng had caused them a lot of trouble, and even lost several barbarian generals because of such a young general. Yun Zheng was chased by them like a play, covered in blood and embarrassed, and the barbarian soldiers behind him always kept a distance not close or far, laughing.

Yun Zheng stumbled into a ruined temple, and watched Qing Ning walk out of the picture scroll, while being amazed, the smoke in front of him was curling, graceful, and the fierce enemy army seemed to have suddenly fallen into a fantasy, and they lost their armor and fell into a deep sleep.

"Who are you?" Is it the fairy in the painting? His body was covered with wounds of all sizes, especially the arrow that pierced his chest, and the slightest movement was like a tearing pain. Yun Zheng finally couldn't hold it anymore and passed out in a coma, only hearing the sentence "I'm Qingning" before his consciousness disappeared. Gentle as water, it was an answer to his previous question.

Yun Zheng woke up, but he was lying on the edge of the stream, the flowing water was rushing, there was no broken temple, no picture scroll, and no Qingning, only anxious subordinates were left to guard his side. The wounds on his body have been bandaged, and he clearly remembers that it was Qing Ning who saved him, but the old military doctor with the medicine box on his back does not look like a liar.

Everything was like a dream, and the subordinates sent out to investigate reported that it was a wilderness and that there had never been a temple. Yun Zheng was astringent, thinking that Qingning was just made up by herself, and such a beautiful woman really didn't exist.

After a few years, I finally saw Qingning again.

It's a pity that Qing Ning doesn't remember saving such a down-and-out general at all, Yun Zheng can only deceive himself, Qing Ning is too kind, maybe he saved too many people.

Qingning didn't take Yun Zheng to heart, even though Yun Zheng's identity was respectful, his appearance was handsome, and he was indifferent to other women, but he was gentle and flattering to her. But Qingning already has someone else in her heart, a person who is completely different from Yun Zheng.

It's not Yun Zheng who is wrong, it's just that the time is not right.

Qingning likes today's literary champion Yufeng, who is a man with outstanding literary talents, with a timeless demeanor like green bamboo, gentle and elegant, and always with a soft smile like a spring breeze.

Qingning was bought by Yu Feng from a painting dealer, and in that room, he watched Yu Feng write elegant cursive script and draw beautiful lotus flowers.

The two words that Yu Feng wrote the most are Zhaohe, neat and neat, with full affection. The most painted is not a peony picture, a sparrow picture, but a beautiful woman in red clothes, standing or lying, laughing or angry, bright and charming. is a completely different type from Qingning, if Qingning is the moon, then this woman is a sun-like existence, scorching and beautiful.

Qing Ning only knew that the woman in the painting was the most favored nine princesses of the saint today, the existence of the lady of the sky, Zhao He, Zhao He, she could always hear Yu Feng calling her name over and over again, and with such a focused look, she could only look at the portrait of Zhao He.

Qingning even found that there were one or two similarities between his eyebrows and Zhaohe's eyes, even if one of them was like fire and the other was like water.

Why did Yu Feng buy that picture scroll, Qing Ning didn't dare to dig deeper, and he didn't want to think about it so clearly.

Yu Feng went to the capital to take the exam, borrowed to live in his aunt's house, he took away all the portraits of Zhaohe, but left the one of Qingning, mixed in many landscapes, and no longer paid attention to it.

Qingning knew that Yu Feng was so eager to gain fame, not to glorify his ancestors, but to get closer to Zhaohe, even a little bit. Without Yufeng's house, Qingning is also unwilling to stay. Qing Ning walked out of the picture scroll, and the beauty in the green shirt was even more moving than in the painting.

It's a pity that before Qingning saw Yufeng, a nosy old monk kept saying that shemales had different paths, and directly threw Qingning into the picture scroll and sealed it to a broken temple, saying that he was waiting for someone to leave this temple.

If this is the case, Yu Feng bought himself from a painting dealer, why is he not a destined person? Qing Ning only felt that this old monk was inexplicably ridiculous, but it was a monk who had attained enlightenment, and his purple robe was covered with golden Sanskrit. smiled kindly, but Qing Ning hated itchy.

A few years have passed, and for the demon, it is just a snap of a finger. The ruined temple was clearly standing in the wilderness, but the travelers passing by turned a blind eye to it, as if no one could see it.

Qing Ning's anticipation at the beginning, and then to numbness, the anxiety in his heart seemed to have slowly calmed down, and his cultivation that had not been advanced for a long time was also growing rapidly.

Yu Feng's appearance slowly blurred, and Qing Ning only remembered that he was a man with a good smile, and couldn't remember his eyebrows and eyes.

I don't know when, maybe a year or two, maybe three or four years. A group of people suddenly broke into the ruined temple, the strong smell of blood was permeated, Qing Jing watched quietly, the person who was chased and killed was in a majestic shape, his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Qing Ning actually didn't know who was the good guy and who was the bad guy, but simply thought that bullying the less with more should not be, so he cast an illusion and saved the dying man. Yun Zheng, Yun Zheng, and Qing Ning silently read it a few times in their hearts and wrote down his name.

Even if Yun Zheng explained to her the origin of the two and the life-saving benefactor very seriously, so what? Qing Ning just saved him casually, nothing else, if it was someone else, Qing Ning thought, she would also save it.

Section 3: Disturbed minds

On the seventh day of the seventh month of the fifth year of Yongle, the annual marriage festival of the Dayin Dynasty.

There is a table of snacks in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, red, green, colorful, and of different shapes. Qing Ning held a white porcelain cup and sipped tea casually, Yun Zheng sat opposite her, hesitating again and again and finally opening her mouth.

"A-Ning, today is the Marriage Festival. I...... I think...... Appointment, appointment, you ......" Yun Zheng always looked stunned in the face of Qing Ning, cramped to the extreme, obviously it was just a very simple invitation, and this Da Yin Dynasty didn't know how many women were looking forward to traveling with him.

"Marriage Festival. Qing Ning hung his head, unable to see his expression, and Yun Zheng's hand on his side couldn't help but clench.

Qing Ning put down the teacup and looked up at him, her voice flat, "Okay." ”

Yun Zheng swallowed the words that he had prepared, and his bronze complexion turned crimson in an instant, and he couldn't help himself with excitement.

Qing Ning's attitude towards him has always been cold and estranged, that is, in the face of lowly subordinates in the house, Qing Ning can speak softly and smile softly, but when he sees Yun Zheng, he has a cold face.

In fact, in the final analysis, it was the bitter fruit that Yun Zheng planted himself, Qing Ning was unwilling to go back to his house at the beginning, Yun Zheng was afraid that she would disappear again, so he found a monk who owed him a favor, and forcibly imposed a ban, as long as he held that painting, Qing Ning had to go with him.

How did Yun Zheng know that the monk he found was the Yuanzhi monk who sealed Qingning in the first place. With a hint of anger, Qing Ning's first impression of him was not very good, the arrogant and domineering man was still in the same group as the stinky monk.

Marriage Festival, as the name suggests, is the day when men and women in the world achieve a beautiful marriage, originated from a beautiful woman named Yanruo, because she missed her husband and put down the river lantern stuffed with a note on the full moon night, and later young women followed suit, using lotus lanterns to convey love to their favorite men, and gradually evolved into a folk festival.

At night, the street is already bustling with people, brightly dressed girls, handsome boys with folding fans, and candy people with various colors, so lively.

Yun Zheng was dressed in white, with handsome eyebrows, a tall figure, and his ink-colored hair was tied up high, which was extremely eye-catching in the crowd. In fact, Yun Zheng likes heavy colors like black, just because Qing Ning casually likes white, he did not hesitate to change into a white shirt that he had never worn.

Qingning is still green, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes are more and more moving under the illumination of the lanterns on the street, and the lotus steps move lightly, and her posture is graceful.

Qing Ning walked slowly, holding a white rabbit-like, cute palace lamp in her right hand. Qing Ning actually rarely walks around the human market so carefully, and she feels new when she sees anything, Yun Zheng carefully guards her side, for fear that someone will bump into Qing Ning, or accidentally bump into something.

The crowd suddenly rushed towards a place, and Qing Ning tiptoed around with some curiosity. With just one glance, Qing Ning was completely stunned. The palace lamp in his hand fell to the ground with a "click", and a candle was lit in the palace lamp, and the flame quickly spread. Yun Zheng kicked the lantern with a kick, but the green skirt was still burned out of a black hole.

Yu Feng, Yun Zheng heard Qing Ning spit out such a name between his lips, it was extremely clear, even in such a noisy environment.

Obviously separated from a long distance, Yun Zheng knew that Yu Feng must have seen him, and even Yu Feng nodded and smiled at him politely.