Chapter Forty-Nine: Spring Returns to Silence (1)
Lu Yan's eyes were stunned, she had never seen such a mournful and heart-wrenching swordsmanship. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Chu Yunxi seems to have become a fairy in the air, her body is light and shuttles between the plum forest, her footwork is very fast, and her body is elegant and light, often in the plum branch can jump a few feet lightly, jumping around, like a white bird in the forest, fast and brisk. The acacia sword swung freely in her hand, like an extended part of her body, seemingly flexible and weak, but in fact, the sword qi was compelling, and the petals of the tree fell all over the tree when she swung it. The petals are swaying slowly, like a waterfall with heavy snow sprinkled at night, beautiful, her swordsmanship is sometimes long and continuous, like a constant love sorrow, sometimes hard and resolute, like a broken liver and intestine when hurt, sometimes swinging a sword like rain, like a fire burning heart when love is extreme, sometimes tactfully drifting, like the despair and sadness of losing a beloved. Yan Qingshuang on the side seemed to be cooking liver with hot oil, and an uncontrollable emotion ignited from her heart, burning her internal organs were about to burst, and the grief-stricken heart was raging all over the sky, as if she was going to burn the sky and destroy the earth, and she would never die.
Only those who are entangled in love can comprehend the essence of swordsmanship, and can use the fierceness, sorrow, grief and persistence of love in their hearts to urge the great power of swordsmanship, so that this swordsmanship can also be as earth-shattering as love, so devastating the liver and intestines.
Although it is difficult for Lu Yan, who has not yet opened her love, to understand the love and hatred contained in the love contained in this sword technique, she can still feel the resentment and desolation contained in each sword move, she only feels that her heart seems to be grabbed fiercely, and someone is slashing it with a knife one by one, bleeding nonstop, hurting and hurting.
The more the swordsmanship dances to the back, the more overwhelming and majestic it becomes. Yan Qingshuang never thought that such a thin acacia sword could be wrapped around her waist at will, and such a thin acacia sword could burst out with so much energy, which only reminded her of Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred": "The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred is endless".
After the eighteen-style sword dance, she stood still among the flowers and trees. Her cheeks were as if they had been rouge, a large patch of crimson, and the surging emotions churned between her chest and lungs. Her hands were struck by the constant aftermath of the sword's strength, and her feet trembled with excitement. She finally fully learned the martial arts that Bai Biao had devoted her whole life to.
This is the complete appearance of the swordsmanship, which actually makes the sword dancer so tormented, and the power that arouses the burning feelings in his heart is so powerful. She couldn't calm the emotions surging like a tide in her heart, so her legs went weak and she fainted in the sea of flowers composed of snowflakes and plum blossoms.
Five days passed peacefully, although Chu Yunxi's mental state was still very sluggish, and he seemed to be asleep every day, but he could occasionally talk to a few of them, and he still had very little food, but he could eat three meals on time and not go on a hunger strike.
Five days later, the two sisters of the Chu family received an invitation from Chu Yunlian to go to the Zhaoxue Nunnery on the outskirts of the city to pray for blessings, and both of them expressed their willingness to go happily.
As soon as the weather was cold, Chu Yunyi's delicate physique was even more difficult to resist, and he was sick since the beginning of winter, and he almost never even came out of the door. Although Chu Yunxi also has old diseases, she will not linger on the sickbed because of her perennial martial arts practice, but since she came back that night, she seems to have suffered a major blow, and her whole body suddenly collapsed, and her body gradually declined. The two of them were sitting in the same carriage at this time, one coughing, the other was thinking, and although they were wearing seven or eight layers of clothing, they were still shivering in the cold wind.
Chu Yunlian had already been waiting for the two sisters in a first-class room in Zhaoxue Nunnery in advance. Because of the arrival of the crown princess, the host sealed the nunnery early, and some female pilgrims who stayed in the nunnery were also invited back. Now there is no one in the whole nunnery except for the nuns. The crown princess was personally escorted by Han Lin, the most courageous general of the Prince's East Palace, and no one could enter her side for half a step.
The carriage was bumpy in the snow, and the progress was slightly slow, so Chu Yunlian waited for about a cup of tea before the two of them arrived.
Chu Yunlian wore a water-red deer-print cardigan skirt today, with a red gold phoenix hairpin on her sideburns, and a big pearl in her beak, as if a round of Juanjuan crescent moon hidden deep in the dark night. Her two eyes were faintly smoked by the red light of the stove in the house, and against the pale and dull yellow faces of Chu Yunxi and Chu Yunyi, they became more and more begonia spring and peachy.
The two saluted her, and she only greeted her lightly. Then the two of them went to the Buddha under her leadership to worship the Buddha until noon. Chu Yunyi was physically exhausted, and after working hard for a long time, he casually ate some fasting and fell asleep in the wing. These days of sadness and sadness made Chu Yunxi feel extremely tired. She was half-lying on the bed in the wing, intending to sleep for a while, when someone pushed the door and entered.
Her heart jumped, but when she opened her eyes, it was Chu Yunlian.
Every time she saw Chu Yunlian, she would instinctively have a sense of vigilance, she helped the side of the bed and got out of bed slowly, but secretly guessed her intentions in her heart, it was not a good thing after all, she thought to herself. I forced myself to lift my spirits to deal with it.
Because of the identity barrier, even if the sisters get along in private, she has to do the etiquette completely, she takes the trouble to salute like a ritual, and respectfully calls the eldest sister.
Chu Yunlian looked strange since he entered the house, and after hearing her address, his face suddenly sank. Although Chu Yunxi had been hanging her head and didn't dare to look directly, she had already felt the gloom and depression from her.
Chu Yunlian stared at her with inquiring eyes, sat down slowly, and suddenly said something that made her inexplicable: "I'm not your eldest sister or not, I'm afraid I'll say two things." β
Chu Yunxi frowned slightly, and quickly thought about her intentions in silence.
Seeing that she didn't say a word, Chu Yunlian snorted coldly, took out a piece of gold immortal lock from his sleeve, and asked, "This is yours?" β
Chu Yunxi was a little clear in her heart, and only glanced at it in her hand, and then said firmly: "No." β
"And whose will this be?" Chu Yunlian pressed the pearl in the middle of the immortal lock, took out the golden lock plate engraved with her name and birth date inside, and shook it in front of her eyes.
Chu Yunxi turned his face away and asked, "I was just about to ask my sister." β
Chu Yunlian didn't answer her question, and said gloomily, "Who are you?" β
Chu Yunxi raised his head and replied sonorously: "I am Chu Yunxi, Chu Yilian's daughter, and your fourth sister." β
"Nope." Chu Yunlian shook his head and said, "You're not, my true fourth sister has been found by me." β
"Why? With just one immortal lock? Chu Yunxi sneered.
"No, it's just one of the small pieces of physical evidence, I have other witnesses, and there are other physical evidence. Do you want to see it? Chu Yunlian stared at her and asked.
Chu Yunxi only felt stuffy in his chest, and asked angrily: "No need, this is just a farce arranged by you." Sister, I don't understand, what are you doing this for? If you hate me, hate me, or feel that my presence poses a threat to you. I can go, I can go to a place where you'll never see me again in your life. β
Chu Yunlian said in a deep voice: "The matter has come to this point, and no one can retreat with their whole body. It's too easy for you to think about it. β
"Sister, what do you want to do?"
Chu Yunlian replied heavily: "I want you to listen to me from today, otherwise I will make you ruined." I will prove that you are not only not the noble lady of the Chu family, not the daughter of your father, but the child of a heinous sinner. She finally tore off the guise of warmth between sisters, revealing her viper-like fangs, and after threatening, she smiled and seduced, "But as long as you listen to me, you are still my good sister, the noble young lady of the Chu family." β
Chu Yunxi smiled contemptuously: "Sister, do you think I will care about this identity?" β
"This is not a choice to show your indifference to fame and fortune, you have no way out, either you are noble or lowly and degenerate." Chu Yunlian was aggressive.
Chu Yunxi's heart was cold for a moment, and Chu Yunlian's cold words annihilated all the last trace of family affection she had for this family. A hopeless, powerless, and boring sense of decadence hit my heart. She suddenly felt so tired, so tired that she couldn't think, so tired that she wouldn't resent and sorrow, so tired that she had no time to hate, and so tired that she didn't feel it: "You want me to become a dog, a chess piece, and a weapon for you, and use the excuse of reviving the Chu clan to achieve your goal." You are already the crown princess, the future queen, what else do you want, who can threaten your status, you think so highly of my usefulness? β
"Surrender your loyalty, obey my arrangement, and perhaps one day our sisters will be able to rule the world. For your own sake and for the sake of the entire Chu clan, this sacrifice is only a drop in the ocean. Chu Yunlian raised his voice.
At this moment, Chu Yunxi no longer has any emotions, and it is easier for people to show a relaxed smile when they are in extreme pain, she smiled innocently, at that moment she seemed to have accepted the fate arrangement given to her by Chu Yunlian.
"And what do you want me to do?"
Chu Yunlian thought that she had accepted her fate, looked at her with satisfaction and said with a smile: "I have arranged a marriage for you, I want you to marry Zheng Yu, the son of the king of Dingshan." I know he's a playboy and a romantic man, but you have to remember that the person you're marrying is not your husband, and you don't need to put the slightest affection into him. He is your enemy, your slave, and the one you want to conquer. I believe that with your wisdom and wisdom, you will definitely be able to subdue his heart, so that by using him to take charge of his entire family, you will become the strong backing of the Chu clan. You have to think of yourself as Diao Chan and Xi Shi, you are completing a great mission, the entire Chu clan will be glorified because of you, and even your father's spirit in the sky will be grateful for your efforts, you will fulfill your father's unfulfilled wish and bring unprecedented glory to the Chu clan. Isn't this the duty of being a child of the Chu family? I am perfecting you, not persecuting and embarrassing you. I hope you don't hold a grudge against me, but thank me. β
Chu Yunxi cupped his forehead and chuckled: "What an inspiring remark, sister, you have gone mad." But I can't bear to accuse you of being so sincere to your family, let me think about it again. β
Chu Yunlian carefully put away the immortal lock, and when he passed by her, he said meaningfully, "I hope you don't make me wait too long." β
The busy wind and snow only rested for a short day, and after Jin Ling on the carriage stopped shaking, it raged like a tsunami again.
Chu Yunxi, who returned home, fell into a deeper confusion, she looked at the empty snow-white walls on all sides, the wind and snow drifting wildly outside the house had seeped into her heart, she felt the cold to the bone, even her teeth couldn't help trembling, and the warmth in the room couldn't melt into her body at all. She lay with her back to the sky, constantly thinking about the meaning of life. What do people live for? What is the belief that sustains people's lives? Fame, fortune, greed, lust, and ignorance can all be the driving force that supports people to live, or they are simply like silver spikes, just to live for the sake of living. But what about herself? Can you live in fear and confusion after losing your parents, losing friends, backing up for your loved ones? She grinned in the darkness, she really wasn't that strong. In fact, life has long been of little value to her, otherwise she would not have felt that her heart was like water and her heart was pure for most of her life. But there was only one person, her eyes wide open, who could make her feel the fear of gain and loss, and she seemed to understand at last the deep meaning behind that fear, it was a beautiful box, which tempted her to open the happiness that might be contained in it, but she did not want to touch it, she stubbornly believed that beneath the gorgeous faΓ§ade was a beautiful deception, and once opened she would fall into an even more irreparable abyss,
The constant flow of thought completely overwhelmed her will, and a pessimistic mood of misanthropy haunted her. Now she doesn't even have the desire to escape, looking out the window at the world melted into one color by the heavy snow, can she escape back to Shunan, thousands of miles away, to avoid the cold of thousands of miles of ice and snow, and to stay in the spring of flowers and willows forever? If her life is destined to be a lonely red plum that can only bloom in the harsh cold, how can she expect her life to one day usher in a bright spring?
It's a pity that her life is always full of waves and hardships, and God is destined to not give her a peaceful and peaceful life. The clouds fell above her head again, and only three days later, the news of inviting her came from Zhaoxue'an, and she was simply invited. Yan Qingshuang saw that after she came back from the nunnery, she became more and more depressed, and her heart became suspicious, no matter how delicate Chu Yunlian's makeup was painted and how bright the clothes she was wearing, she could not reverse her arrogant, conceited, and ruthless impression in Yan Qingshuang's heart. Although the intersection of the two of them is limited to a chance encounter, taking a photo, like a stranger meeting in the water, she still feels her coldness from the only few contacts, she is like a snowman piled up by ice and snow, seemingly crystal clear, flawless, but in fact, there is no trace of temperature from the inside to the place.
So her desire to protect suddenly rose, and she wanted to meet this monster who seemed to have no emotions or desires for a while. Under her strong request and Lu Yan Biyin's repeated pleas, Chu Yunxi reluctantly agreed to Yan Qingshuang to accompany her, but she was very worried about the conflict between the two. Although Yan Qingshuang is not as impulsive and irritable as Lin Yueyuan, she is also a straight-tempered person, if the two change places, she is bound to resist to the end and never compromise, her resolute and resolute, love and hate personality makes her envious. And she's always going to let overthinking get you back.