The chariots and horses of the Chu State poured into the streets of Luocheng in Yueguo, and a tall middle-aged man rode a high-headed horse with red dates in front of him, his eyes swept coldly among the people gathered on both sides of the street, and the heavy sword on his waist occasionally touched the saddle and made a low sound. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The red jujube-colored horse was covered with dark black armor, emitting a cold glow, and the horse seemed to be a little unaccustomed to the cold autumn of the Yue Kingdom, and a low wriggling sound came from the horse's lips.

Behind the jujube horses are two black horses, on the back of which two middle-aged men carry quivers and spears, and their eyes are full of caution.

Behind the two of them, a tall white head pulled a wheel, and a pale golden curtain separated the people in the car from the outside world.

Warriors with halberds in front of them followed closely beside them, and behind them were archers who had drawn their bowstrings halfway, and the heavy armor made them fall to the ground with a little deep.

At this time, it was already autumn in the Yue Kingdom, and the chill was brewing in the capital of the Yue Kingdom, slowly waiting for the white crystal snow to fall.

Xiang Yiming and the three of them were mixed in the crowd on both sides of the street, and their footsteps followed the carriage and horses to move through the crowd with difficulty.

"Xiang Yiming.."

"Xiang Yiming.."

"You go slow down and wait for us.."

The intermittent sound fell on Xiang Yiming's ears, and he slowly turned around to see Tuoba Qian holding Qingya's hand and moving it with difficulty in the crowd.

He pushed aside the crowd again and headed towards Tuoba Qian and the others, he looked at Tuoba Qian's flushed face, and his eyes jumped to the robe from time to time.

"You're walking so fast."

There was a slight complaint in her tone, Tuoba Qian held Qingya's hand tightly and panted and pushed the few people on her side away, and then there were bursts of complaining voices in the crowd.

"Xiang Yiming"

"Xiang Yiming.."

"Hands..."

Tuoba Qian ignored the dissatisfied gaze and voice coming from her side, she stretched out her hand to Xiang Yiming with difficulty, and spoke intermittently.

Looking at the milky white hand in front of him, Xiang Yiming looked slightly stunned, his face was a little embarrassed, his heart was pounding, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Hands! Pull us out! Stunned for what to do. ”

Tuoba Qian's body leaned forward slightly, bringing her hand closer to Xiang Yiming, and Qingya at her side was tightly attached to her side.

"Hmm"

A faint voice crushed into the crowd's whining, and he stretched out a hand, which was cold and silky, and his body trembled slightly as if it had touched electricity.

"What's wrong with you?"

Noticing Xiang Yiming's changes, Tuoba Qian asked casually, while looking at the person who was already walking in front with a little anxiety.

"I'll take you two away!"

Xiang Yiming didn't answer Tuoba Qian's question, he took Tuoba's hand and pulled it hard, and with the other hand, he pushed away the crowd, protected the two of them under him, and pushed away the crowd towards the crowd.

As Xiang Yiming moved, there were constantly complaints, and when the complaining people looked at Xiang Yiming's cold eyes, the words they hung in their throats were like condensed ice cubes, hanging in their throats, and the chill in their hearts exploded in their minds.

They didn't know what to say for a while, and watched the young man in front of them protect the two women, pushing himself aside and falling into the sea of people, slowly swallowed by the flow of people, turning into dots in the crowd.

"Hurry up, they're going to enter Miyagi."

The anxious female voice fell into Xiang Yiming's ears with a little tiredness, his blue eyes looked at the Yan Yan who was getting farther and farther away from the three of him, his tone softened rarely, and he turned sideways to look at Tuoba Qian's face who was looking at the carriage: "Today is really your birthday?" ”

"Well, what did I lie to you, it's my fifteenth birthday."

Tuoba Qian didn't notice the look of the young man in front of her at this moment, her eyes kept moving slowly with the carriage, and the air was filled with white gas spit out by the tall horse, which was cloudy and dissolved in mid-air.

"Would you like to see the Yu people?"

There seemed to be a salty smell in the sea breeze in her voice, Tuoba Qian felt that her slender hand was suddenly tightened by the man in front of her, she turned her head in a daze, and said "um" under Xiang Yiming's blue eyes.

"Take it!"

Xiang Yiming let go of Tuoba Qian's hand, took off the knife hanging on his waist, and handed it to Tuoba Qian's hand, and then quickly picked up the crowd in front of him under the stunned gaze of the two women behind him, and chased along the wheel, causing a sound of dissatisfaction.

The heavy knife fell on Tuoba Qian's hand, her back bowed slightly, Qingya on her side saw that Tuoba Qian was a little struggling, so she helped her hold the knife, and the two of them looked at Xiang Yiming who was running away in the sea of people in a daze.

The neighing of the horses followed a teenager pulling away the crowd, blocking the way in front of the chariot and suddenly spreading along the air through the streets of Yue Kingdom, and the turbid heat mixed with the smell rubbed into the air.

The halberd glowed with a silvery white cold light, and the tensioned bowstring behind it pulled the atmosphere of the street to a freezing point, and the solemn and cold eyes of the soldiers were locked on the young man who suddenly burst out in front of them.

The three soldiers at the front pulled the reins and turned their horses' heads, swept coldly over the young man, and swept away the weapons in their hands with their four fingers.

"Who?"

A hoarse voice came from the owner of the red steed, and he saw that it was an unarmed young man, the hand of the heavy sword that had just been clenched was slightly loosened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The cold wind brought the fishy smell of the seaside, and the seagulls waited for a long time, Tuoba Qian looked at the young man in front of her in a daze, and when the mist rose in her eyes, she raised her head.

"Is that so? In order to make her smile, the ice in your heart has collapsed. ”

Qingya bit her lip and also noticed the young man in front of the rein, she felt bitter in her heart, a few days ago on her birthday, the young man in front of the rein seemed to have forgotten.

The turbid and cold gas was sucked into Xiang Yiming's mouth heavily, suppressing his beating heart, he raised his head to meet the middle-aged man's long-term murderous eyes, raised his right hand, and pointed to the person behind the curtain: "I want to meet him, I promised my friend to let her see him." ”

The young man's categorical words fell on the ears of the soldier in heavy armor, and the middle-aged man on the red horse looked at the young man in front of him who dared to look at him, and he wanted to laugh in his heart.

He waved his hand: "The prince of Chu can see you if you want, you can go down!" ”

The words that could not be heard fell on the ears of the people on both sides of the street, they all looked at it with some curiosity, and at the rear of the team, a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched back caught up, and he anxiously persuaded the soldiers who tightened the bowstring to put down the arrows and hurriedly came to Xiang Yiming's side.

He was an official of the Yue State to receive the Chu State, and he knew the young man who stood in front of the Xuan State, and many years ago he had seen this young man in the Zhao Mansion and called them the first general of the Yue State---- Uncle Zhao Wuke.

He tried to pull the stubborn young man beside him away, bowed down and said in Xiang Yiming's ear: "I said Childe! If you provoke the dissatisfaction of the envoys of the Chu State, the king will blame it, and the small ones can't afford it. ”

The stubborn body of the young man stood in front of him, and his blue eyes contained stubbornness, standing like a sculpture at the same time as the person beside him.

The man who bowed down turned pale, and hurriedly raised his head and tried to explain to the middle-aged man on the jujube red horse: "General Shen, this is the nephew of General Zhao of our country, please..."

The heavy hooves of the jujube red steed stepped heavily on the ground, and when the middle-aged man on horseback heard "General Zhao", his cold eyes slowed, turned over and dismounted, and walked to the side of the bowed man, his eyes swept over Xiang Yiming: "What you said is Zhao Wuke." ”

"Yes, yes"

Some hurried words were pulled out of his throat, and the man who was bowing raised his head, the smile on his face was a little stiff and he couldn't stop nodding, cautiously observing the man in heavy armor in front of him, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"It's been six years!"

Some hesitant words dissipated in the air, and the general Shen took his eyes off Xiang Yiming, turned around and turned over on his horse again, pulled the reins, and turned his head slightly to look at the young man who was stubbornly standing on the side: "Get out of the way, for his sake this time I..."

"I promised her that I wanted her to see him today."

Before General Shen on horseback finished speaking, Xiang Yiming raised his finger again and pointed at the man in the curtain, his voice fell not loud, and his eyelids jumped a little to interrupt General Shen's words.

"Presumptuous..."

"General Shen Calms His Anger"

An extremely brittle voice interrupted General Shen's words on horseback, and the pale golden curtain was lifted, revealing a young man with a face like fat jade and eyes like stars, and he looked at Xiang Yiming with an unopened smile on the corner of his mouth.

With snow-like white hair tied up by a silver-white crown, draped in a swarthy black coat and slender fingers, he raised his head and looked at the sky above Los Angeles, where a few fallen geese in the distance turned into a few tiny black dots.

"I heard the cold weather in Los Angeles early, but I could also see the falling geese of the Chu Kingdom."

The crisp voice fell, and the young man in the stump waved his hand at General Shen on horseback, and then gathered the big straps draped over his shoulders, and his eyes fell on Xiang Yiming: "I have a good temperament today, I really want to see the person in your mouth." ”

The smile bloomed, and the extremely elegant and noble temperament swept through Xiang Yiming's eyes with this smile, and he was slightly distracted by the young brown eyes on the upper cheek, and such a man was also born demonic.

"Call that friend of yours out!"

The young man's tone was slow and lazy, and his gaze moved away from Xiang Yiming and instead scanned the streets of Los Angeles.

"Xiang Yiming"

"Xiang Yiming..."

"Here, we're here..."

Tuoba Qian waved her hand high, and just now Xiang Yiming stood in front of the chariot, scaring her and Qingya a lot, she and Qingya dragged the knife away from one person.

The slender hand fell into Xiang Yiming's eyes, he pushed away the crowd, pulled Tuoba Qian and Qingya out of the crowd, took the sword in their hands, and buckled it around his waist.

"Oh, this woman from the Yue Kingdom is also exquisite."

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, his eyes wandered over Tuoba Qian and Qingya's bodies, and his snow-like hair was gently lifted by him: "Which of you two wants to see me?" ”

"Me"

Tuoba Qian let go of Qingya's hand, and walked towards the young man on the robe under the cautious gaze of the soldiers, and her demonic eyes swept over the young man with questions: "It turns out that the Yu clan has no wings, and it is the first time I have seen the Yu people when I am so big." ”

Ha ha...

The young man on the robe seemed to be amused by the words of the bewitching woman in front of him, he looked at Tuoba Qian in front of him, and his eyes rolled slightly: "What's your name?" ”

"Tuoba Qian, the daughter of Tuoba Pre-Su, the star master of the Yue Kingdom, what about you?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Tuoba Qian's eyes, she really couldn't find any difference between the Yu clan in front of her and them.

"Bold, how can the prince of Chu be..."

"Hey, General Shen.."

The young man on the wheel waved his hand at General Shen again, and shook his head with a smile: "Win pear, the son of Chu State." ”

"A feathered man who doesn't know where his wings are."

The young man's words fell very lightly, some of which were inaudible, he smiled at Tuoba Qian, let go of the hand that opened the curtain, and the pale golden curtain fell again to cover the young man's body.

Tuoba Qian was stunned for a moment, but her body was pushed away by the soldiers, Xiang Yiming took her hand and was pushed into the crowd, and watched again as Xuan Lu slowly walked into the palace of Yue Guo in the embrace of the soldiers.

A cage where the Feather Clan has wings but can't spread their wings.

The convoy went farther and farther, and finally completely disappeared in the eyes of the three people, and the people who watched the excitement gradually dispersed, talking in groups.

"It's not too early, you should go back early!"

Xiang Yiming retracted his gaze and glanced at Tuoba Qian, who was still standing in the distance in a daze.

"Thank you, Xiang Yiming..."

The slow gas was spit out by Tuoba Qian and scattered in the cold wind rushing towards her, she slowly squatted down, hugged her legs, and attached her head to her knees.

Looking at Tuoba Qian, who suddenly quieted down, Xiang Yiming and Qingya looked at each other suspiciously, a little puzzled.

"Sister Tuoba, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you tired?"

Qingya squatted down, stretched out her hand on Tuoba Qian's body, and asked in Tuoba Qian's ear with questioning eyes.

The low sobbing sound was pulled away by the wind, and Qingya, who had just squatted down, was stunned for a moment, as if she understood something, her hand slowly moved to Tuoba Qian's back, and patted it gently: "Sister Tuoba, if you feel uncomfortable, cry." ”

Xiang Yiming, who was standing beside the two, looked down at Tuoba Qian, who was hiding his face and sobbing lowly, his blue pupils shrank slightly, his hand suddenly clenched the sword, and the words he wanted to say condensed in his throat and couldn't spit out or swallow.

"I don't dare to go back, I don't dare every day..."

"I'm afraid.... I'm afraid my dad will disappear before my eyes, but I can't do anything about it..."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid to face it.. My father is the best star master in the world, this is his fate calculated for himself..."

"I can't hide, the prophecy of the star master is the hand of the world on this day..."

The low sobbing sound spread on the street, and from time to time someone looked curiously, Xiang Yiming stood there, he looked at Tuoba Qian, who was crying silently in front of him, and knew for the first time that this usually domineering girl would be scared in his heart.

This empty-eyed Tuoba Qian also believes in the prophecy of the star master, believing that this day can affect her fate.

Many years later, Xiang Yiming asked Tuoba Qian this question: "Isn't the prophecy of the Star Master very sad, I obviously saw those big hands but couldn't do anything. ”

Tuoba Qian looked at him and didn't answer, the dagger in her hand pierced into her own heart with coldness, and the blood flowers bloomed on his throne, solidifying into small flowers.

He stared at the person in his arms and would inexplicably think of today. He knew that he couldn't go back, and when he looked at the end of the years, he would feel strange, but it was indeed him.