"There are thirteen leaves-√∟," landed steadily beside Yaoling, he said lightly, and the sun-like smile that had just been 'revealed' instantly returned to calm, and all the tension and thrill when he fell off the cliff before seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a wisp of light purple 'colored' clothes floating in front of him.

Yueming stretched out his hand to grab the light purple 'color' wind shadow, but his hand stretched out and stopped in mid-air, allowing Yao Ling to disappear in front of him like a wind.

Looking at the place where Fang Cai Yaoling was standing, he was silent for a while, and his dark eyes seemed to have two meteors passing by in an instant, and they suddenly brightened up and suddenly turned flat.

"Are you worried about me?" The shallow words could only be heard by himself, and there was a melancholy smile on his handsome face.

Walking to the bottom of the mountain, Yaoling quickly packed her tent and bags, and her pretty face that was smiling in the past was covered with black clouds at this moment.

"Stinky moon, rotten moon, isn't it just a little better than others. She muttered quietly as she packed her tent and bags.

"Are you scolding me?" Leng Buding said in an elegant and gentle question.

Yaoling's hand paused suddenly, and then neatly sorted it up, as if she hadn't heard it.

There was silence for a while, and a big hand like 'jade' came from the side, taking over the hand of Qianqian Su who had tied her tent.

Yaoling 'handed' the rope to Yueming, and when she turned around, the tips of her hair that flew up gently swept across Yueming's face.

The moonlight was still like fresh water, but there was a flash of light in the eyes in an instant.

"If I don't go down. Do you want to let yourself climb down little by little with a rope?" he said lightly.

"Then you can't just float down like that without saying hello. Yaoling, who had her back to Yueming, blurted out, and at the moment when Yueming fell, she suddenly had a sense of fear that she had never felt before, feeling that Yueming could never come up again, and that fear enveloped her deeply and tore at her heart.

Looking at Yaoling's jet-black hair, Yueming said softly, "You're worried about me, aren't you?"

Yaoling, who had her back to him, did not make a sound.

A pair of affectionate eyes looked deeply at the back of the 'girl' in front of him: "I never do things that I am not sure of." The latest chapter> the more it is for you, the more carefully and seriously I will do it. In five years' time, I'll come here again to help you pick the moon 'flowers'. ”

Twilight turned back. Yaoling looked at Yueming's handsome and cold face. My heart ached suddenly.

Turning her head suddenly, she turned over on her horse, and as soon as she raised her whip, the man and the horse galloped towards the road between the two forgotten mountains.

The moon behind him stood silently. His gaze did not follow the distant pale purple 'color' figure. The beautiful side face is so lonely and cold in the westerly sun.

After a long time, he gently covered his heart with his hand. There was a knife-like pain there.

At this moment, he didn't see the crystal teardrops of Yaoling in the dust.

Six days later, in the evening, the two rushed to Yongguan. Qin Yuan warmly entertained the two of them.

Knowing that Feng Zhao was ordered to rush back to the imperial capital, Yaoling's mood never felt lost.

Since leaving Molong. She was full of thoughts about Fengzhao, and she didn't care about looking at the scenery on the side of the road, but she hurried to Yongguan, but Fengzhao still returned to the imperial capital.

She didn't even eat dinner, and she went up the city wall alone. In the dusk of the sunset, looking at the reckless and green mountains in the distance, loneliness and loneliness quietly climbed into my heart.

I don't know when, a wisp of flute sounded softly, adding a deep coldness to the cold earth shrouded by the half-round waning moon.

Yao Ling, who was sitting at the battlement of the city wall, couldn't help but clasp her arms with both hands, looked up at the half moon hanging high in the blue night, and frowned slightly.

The euphemistic and melodious flute sound became more and more sad, and Yao Ling couldn't bear it anymore after all, so she stood up and walked along the battlements of the city wall in the direction of the flute.

The earth shrouded in moonlight seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, glowing with a faint and cold white. Yao Ling jumped lightly and walked on the high battlements of the city wall, like a butterfly flying in the night, and the faces of the soldiers guarding the moon night were full of nervousness.

It didn't take long for her to come to Yueming's side, and Yueming was also standing on the battlement of the city wall, holding the white 'jade' flute, and the white clothes were blown by the night breeze as if she was about to fly away at any moment.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yaoling's bright big eyes. With such a temperament and such a demeanor, she has also seen it on Chang Ruoli's body.

"I don't know if I'm in a bad mood and still have to play such a bleak tune. After a moment of silence, she spoke.

Although the tone is very light, it has a very reasonable flavor.

Yueming slowly put down the flute and turned her head to look at her, the light in her eyes was like the stars in the distant sky, shining in the cold moonlit night.

"Don't you think that only such a song can be worthy of your mood at the moment and this half round of bright moon. His elegant and warm voice sounded particularly comfortable on a night like this.

"Hmm. Yao Ling lowered her curly eyelashes, and a tender white finger wrapped around a strand of hair in front of her chest, "I came back from Grandpa Ghost, I have never been separated from Xiaofeng for so long, I am not worried about him in Yongguan, but he returned to the imperial capital" Although she didn't say the words later, Yueming also knew her thoughts.

When he returned to the imperial capital, he faced his mother who couldn't recognize him, and he faced Fengqing who had the hatred of taking his mother. Yao Ling was always worried about her unpredictable war between Fengzhao and Fengqing.

"Actually, the emperor is not bad, and he also gave me the best BMW. She continued to speak in a low voice. Beautiful, bright eyes are obscured by low-hanging curly eyelash 'hair', and the delicate face is faintly worried and quiet.

Yueming listened quietly, and her handsome and cold face was covered by the moonlit night, with a trace of pity and love.

"Some things can be solved without being in a hurry, but there will be a day when they will be solved, I believe that Yue Ning, he will solve his own affairs. I just want you to be happy with him. The low and warm voice poured into Yaoling's heart like a pool of gentle water.

Slowly raised the curly eyelash 'hair', a pair of big dark eyes quietly looked at the moonlight in front of him, and there seemed to be a lot of things to say in his eyes.

The two looked at each other silently.

After a moment, Yao Ling looked at the half of the bright moon in the distant sky. The moon also looked up at the clear and blue night overhead.

At this time, the autumn wind is getting stronger and the time is lonely, and the two of them are fluttering in their clothes, standing in the air at the high city wall battlements, as if the gods have descended to earth.

Since then, for countless nights, Yueming will think of Yaoling at this moment - quiet and elegant, with a touch of worry.

On the second day, while Yueming was washing, he heard a crisp sound of bells coming from far and near towards his house.

A smile gradually appeared on his face, which was usually expressionless.

Handing the brocade handkerchief in his hand to the soldier next to him, he came to the table and drew a pen.

Hearing the sound of the bell entering the 'door' and walking to the table, he did not look up.

"I'm coming. Yaoling said briskly, obviously she was in a good mood today.

"Well, I'm in a good mood. Yueming asked lightly, and by the way, she raised her eyes and saw a puff

The smiling face is like the peach 'flower' blooming in the 'spring' day, and the 'flower' is bright and 'gorgeous'.

After a moment's moment, he lowered his head and continued to draw.

"Are you drawing a map again?" Yao Ling asked, and then said: "Opposite is the country of thistle, I"

"You want to see thistle. Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the moonlight.

"You!" Yao Ling opened her mouth, her face full of surprise and incredulity.

"How do you know!?"

"Well, I should thank Ji Rujin, if it weren't for his people on the grassland to resist you for a while, wait for me to rush to you" Yueming didn't continue, Yaoling also knew what he meant.

pretended to be unconvinced, but in his heart he had to admit that Yueming was right, if she was the only one in that battle, she would be able to get out of the battle, but for the sake of Bayin and Pearl, the outcome was unpredictable.

"Yongguan is very close to Jiguo, only three days away," Yaoling said this, slowed down her voice and whispered: "Maybe this is the last time I will see him as a friend" Thinking that Dalong and Jiguo will have a life-and-death battle after all, Ming's mood immediately dimmed a lot.

Yueming stopped the 'hair' pen in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at Yaoling quietly. After listening to her, he hung the 'hair' pen on the pen holder without hurrying.

Yaoling looked at him with a blank look, and somehow there was a look of expectation in her eyes, as if whether to go to Jiguo or not was on Yueming's words.

"Prepare the horses. Qing Ya's voice contained an order, and the 'guards' outside the 'door'.

Yaoling's face immediately 'revealed' a bright smile, and she turned around and walked out of the tent door lightly, and the bell on her waist rang briskly as she turned around. m——

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