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 come 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 the word glamorous and enchanting can't match her.

Qing Ning's body exuded a fairy aura, and even the old Taoist priest who collected demons was full of surprise when he saw her, and the peach wood sword didn't dare to □□, 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 □□ 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.

Yun Zheng suddenly felt that Yu Feng's white clothes were extremely eye-catching, with some irony, yes, Yu Feng, the literary champion, was happy with white clothes, and his demeanor was outstanding.

Yun Zheng glanced at him indifferently and then withdrew his gaze, sticking to Qing Ning's body tightly, he couldn't help but be sour, how could Qing Ning know Yu Feng?

Qing Ning didn't notice Yun Zheng's strangeness at all, and just stared at Yu Feng blankly, with complicated feelings. I saw him again, didn't he already leave?

The two most outstanding men in Dayin, one literary and one martial, Wu Yunzheng, military achievements, literary style, and quick thinking.

The women of Kyoto almost took them as a model of wishful husbandry, especially Yufeng, who had a gentle temperament, and the women who admired him went up to the prime minister's daughter and sent down to the commoner women, and even the emperor praised Yufeng's splendid article "Strategy" during the palace examination.

When he returned home, he hugged a bunch of brocade embroidered handkerchiefs thrown into his arms by the girl's family, which was a good story for a while, and he had the reputation of "son like the wind".

The emperor was very satisfied with Yu Feng, just because he was outstanding in learning, and he was a decent person, and he often made witty remarks in the court, which was amazing. The agriculture of the Dayin Dynasty has always been very problematic, and the northern region has been in drought, and there is no harvest but you still have to pay taxes, and the people are complaining.

And Yu Feng handed over the fold and proposed a very constructive irrigation and water conservancy method, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were full of praise for him. Even the military generals who have always liked to work against Yu Feng, Ning Sui, the minister of Sanpin, also recognized Yu Feng's talent.

The emperor saw that Yu Feng liked the ninth princess, and originally wanted to give marriage, so he vaguely mentioned that he didn't know where Zhaohe got the news, so he broke into the imperial study directly, and made it very clear that if it weren't for Yun Zheng, he would never marry.

In the harem, there are some people who love to chew the root of the tongue, and the folk soon spread that the ninth princess was happy with Yun Zheng, and did not hesitate to refuse to marry the new champion Lang Yufeng, Yun Zheng and Yufeng were pulled together again, and became the talk of the people after dinner.

Yu Feng naturally admires the ninth princess Zhao He, but he also knows that he is not worthy of a golden branch and jade leaf like Zhao He. The marriage was proposed by the emperor, just to firmly bind Yufeng with the identity of a concubine, and Yufeng's temperament is warm, and it is really suitable for Zhaohe, who is pampered and pampered, at least the two will not quarrel after marriage, and the husband and wife will be harmonious.

But in Zhaohe's eyes, Yu Feng is bold and reckless, his status is low, and he still wants to think about the royal princess, and he doesn't know what kind of drug he poured into his father, and he said good things about him in his ear all day long, but he became a barbaric person.

In addition, because his father fought the world and pacified Fanbang, Zhaohe has a very strong heroic plot since he was a child, and he likes an iron-clad general like Yun Zheng, not a civil official with a strong bookish atmosphere.

Yun Zheng's face was cold, with a murderous aura, other women might be afraid, but Zhao He was very fascinated, every time Yun Zheng went on an expedition, he was frightened, and he was overjoyed when he got the news of the victory of the army.

Not to mention the entanglement between Zhaohe and Yufeng, Qingning and Yun Zheng saw Yufeng on the street, so they hurried back to the house with their own concerns.

No one saw an old Taoist priest hidden in the crowd, and the eyes that fell on Qing Ning were weirdly distorted. If Yun Zheng was careful, he would recognize it at once, that strangely dressed old man was the Great Yin National Teacher Yuan Chong, an indiscriminate old stubborn who took catching demons and eliminating demons as his own responsibility. Yuan Chong never distinguishes between good and bad demons, and for him, monsters should not exist in the world......

The Marriage Festival was originally a beautiful festival, and Yun Zheng had even arranged everything early, but it was in vain.

Yun Zheng stood in front of Qingning's door for a long time, and finally frowned, put down the hand that wanted to knock on the door, and turned to leave.

The painting still hangs on the wall, but only a clump of Xiangfei bamboo remains, and the place where the beauty is painted is empty. Qing Ning sat at the round table, the tea in the white porcelain cup in front of her was already cold, and a few small jasmine flowers were floating.

Qing Ning stretched out his hand and casually played with the petals, his mind wandered, he thought that he couldn't remember the person's appearance clearly, but he didn't expect that after so long, he would recognize it at a glance when he saw it again. Yufeng is still the same gentle, and even the arc of the smile at the corner of his mouth has not changed at all.

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and Qing Ning knew that it was Yun Zheng. In fact, Qingning has always felt that Yun Zheng is a little inexplicable, the princess with the golden branches and jade leaves doesn't like it, but she is such a demon.

The faces of the two appeared alternately in their minds, one moment it was Yu Feng's warm face, and the other was Yun Zheng's resolute and handsome cold face.

Qing Ning flicked his sleeves a little annoyed, and the teacup on the table suddenly fell to the ground, but when it was about to land, it was lifted up by a cloud of white smoke and fell back to the table steadily.

Section 4: Discord

Qing Ning had heard Zhaohe's name many times, but she never thought that she would meet her in such a sudden situation, the woman who was put on the tip of Yufeng's heart.

The weather was no different, the sun was shining brightly, the warmth was sprinkled on the lotus pond, the lotus flowers were gone, the dry lotus leaves were crumpled and curled together, and a few red carp leisurely swam across the covered bridge.

Zhao He was wearing a red palace dress, with a skirt that swayed to the ground, a pink lotus sachet around his waist, and his blue hair was curled into a cloud of smoke and hibiscus buns, with a golden step. The face is bright and delicate, the cheeks are flushed, and the eyes are full of affection.

Yun Zheng, who was standing opposite her, was obviously absent-minded, his expression was indifferent, his expression was cold, he only answered a few times perfunctorily, and sometimes he simply nodded and didn't say a word.

Qing Ning was just passing by, and she didn't intend to alarm the two. Yun Zheng had already seen her, and hurriedly walked over, with a little more real emotion in his eyes.

"Anin. The two very simple words were called out by Yun Zheng, as if the ice suddenly melted, soft to the extreme, and even the cold expression softened.

Zhao He is a woman after all, and she sensitively captured the ups and downs in Yun Zheng's tone, and her bright phoenix eyes suddenly brought some dissatisfaction, and she glared at Qing Ning coldly.

Zhao He knew that Yun Zheng was not close to women, so even if Yun Zheng was cold to a princess with such a noble status as her, Zhao He didn't feel any dissatisfaction, and even decided that Yun Zheng was a dedicated person. But now, Qingning appeared, and Zhao He could see at a glance that Yun Zheng was different from Qingning, which was really put in his heart.

It is impossible for Qingning to pretend not to see them anymore, and Zhao He is already anxious to follow Yun Zheng over, Zhao He's appearance is the same as in Yu Feng's painting, gorgeous and compelling, with slightly raised eyebrows and eyes, and a temperament like fire.

"You are Qingning!?" Zhao He was already a few centimeters taller than Qing Ning, the two of them stood facing each other, and Zhao He stood on the stone steps, somewhat condescending. The crisp voice had a bit of a delicate taste, and Qing Ning could easily see that the nine princesses in front of her had a lot of hostility towards her.

Before Qing Ning could speak, Yun Zheng had already given the eviction order with a calm face, "Ninth Princess, it's getting late, it's better for you to go back to the palace early." The tone was cold, and he didn't humilly flatter him at all because he was a princess in front of him.

Zhao He's face stiffened, his expression was a little embarrassed, he didn't seem to expect Yun Zheng to be so ruthless, and bit his lip, "Yun Zheng, I'm ...... I just haven't seen you in a long time and want to come and see you. In the end, the tone lowered, and he hung his head slightly, with a little bit of a little daughter's attitude.

"The General's Mansion is too simple for a golden branch like you, a princess. Yun Zheng waited for Zhao He to finish speaking very gracefully, but unfortunately he threw out a cold sentence as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't understand the charm at all.

Zhao He was suddenly blocked and speechless, his little face turned red, he glared at Qing Ning with hatred, turned his head and walked out angrily.

"Princess, princess, slow down!, be careful of the steps!" The palace maid trotted up in a panic to follow, and when she saw Zhao He walking faster and faster, she was so anxious that she raised her voice and screamed.

"What a fuss. How can this princess be so squeamish!Let's go, go back to the palace!" Zhaohe was still walking very slowly, and he privately hoped that Yun Zheng would keep her, but when he turned around, he saw Yun Zheng looking at Qing Ning infatuatedly, and he didn't pay attention to his own meaning at all, so he gritted his teeth in anger, stomped his feet, and didn't look back.

"But...... This...... The carriage in the palace has not yet arrived, princess, you said that you would return to the palace later. The palace maid hesitated for a long time before she whispered the truth in Zhaohe's ear.

"I don't care, you have to find a way, this princess will return to the palace now. "Zhao He is actually not an unreasonable person, and he will not be too harsh and difficult for his subordinates, and today he is really angry with Yun Zheng, and he is even more reluctant to go back to the General's Mansion to see Qing Ning's face.

"This ......" The palace maid's face turned white suddenly, biting her lower lip at a loss. Fortunately, a carriage suddenly drove out at the corner of the street, and the palace maid's eyes lit up when she saw it, and her tone couldn't hide her excitement, "Princess, it's Lord Yu's carriage!" 166 Reading Network