Although it was only a small cold and flu, it also bothered Wanzhang for many days, and the authoritarian Murong Chong gave an order to Ah Li not to let her out of the house if she was not well, which could be regarded as making Wanzhang go crazy in just a few days.

However, in addition to not being able to go out, Murong Chong was also very concerned about her, and came to her room every day after dinner, seeing that she was getting better and better, she was just bored and bored, and also set up a chess game to personally accompany her to play chess to relieve her boredom.

Anyway, he knew him in the past, he was obviously very busy, and he often came to his house secretly, and he often went out in the morning and returned at night, so why is he in the house every day, and he comes to see himself every day? As a result, the subordinates in his house have begun to gossip about themselves in many ways and speculate, and a few people with good memories recognized themselves as the people of the year, and even secretly called her the ten-year childhood plum of their Taishou Lord, and called the relationship between them affectionate.

Fortunately, she still has the last self-control, keeping in mind her mission, every time she plays chess with Murong Chong, she will always talk to him more or less about the current situation, but the other party doesn't seem to care about her talking about this, as soon as she hears her talk about the world's major events, it will be divided for a long time, and it will be together for a long time, so she will hurriedly find another topic to cover up the past. It made Wanzhang really more and more incomprehensible, since he obviously accepted himself and encircled himself because he liked his talent to restore the country and destroy Qin for him, why did he seem very unintentional whenever he revealed information to him?

Murong Chongguo no longer broke his word, and soon after she fell ill, he came to teach her to practice swords, and it was still ...... Teach it in person.

In early spring, the red plum blossoms in the courtyard bloom a few small buds, and the east wind passes through the yard, with a faint plum fragrance.

Murong Chong stood opposite her with a sword on his back, dressed in white and dressed in Shengxue, standing under a newly sprouted plum branch, his face was so charming, and he smiled lightly, like a hundred miles of plum forests blooming all over, if there is the fragrance of plum snow, it is refreshing.

Thin lips are lightly opened, elegant and ethereal:

"This sword technique is easy to learn, and in addition to strengthening the body, it can also be used for self-defense when necessary. I'll show you first. ”

As he spoke, he danced his swordsmanship in front of Wan Zhang, raising his sword, throwing his sword, flying kicks, and turning back......

The moves are exquisite, although they are all simple actions, they can be made by him, but they are full of fairy energy, every move is flowing water, the sword is ringing, the action is like a frightening Hong, and the grace is like a dragon.

His movements are so pleasing to the eye, not so much a tutorial as a wonderful enjoyment, but there is also a big disadvantage to this, that is, all of Zhang's attention falls on the sword practitioner, and he does not see the sword technique clearly at all. So much so that when Murong Chong put away the sword and handed it to her hand, she reacted for a long time before she came back to her senses, and stared at the sword in her hand that was still slightly warm in his palm for a long time.

It's not okay to stand like this, at least you should learn a trick, Wanzhang worked hard to remember, and only then did she practice the first trick like a puppet, but this has consumed all her imitation and imagination, and what to do next, but she can't think of it anymore after racking her brains.

I could only freeze in place in embarrassment, maintaining the posture of the first move of the sword, and there was a buzzing in my head.

I smelled the fragrance of early spring plums around me.

"Come, I'll teach you."

Just when she bit her lip and sneered, Murong Chong came to the rescue, and the white-clothed figure walked towards her, and then naturally walked behind her, calmly held her hand raising the sword, and stabbed forward with her hand, and the sword that she had spoiled for a long time regained the chic and heroic spirit of being a sword.

At this moment, the jade carved chin is close to her ear, and when she speaks, she can feel the sideburns trembling slightly in her ears, and her thin lips like plum petals in the snow are hooked, and she nodded sideways and asked her:

"See? This is how the sword should be drawn. ”

Wanzhang was really a little confused, and he didn't know what he was confused for, was it because Murong Chong always seemed to have a faint scent of melting snow on his body, or was he ...... Suddenly it's not too gentle like him?

Or, it's just that he is just smetic, after all, he is the first person in the world to fall into the country and the city in the legends, and at this moment, this extremely beautiful face is so close to herself, so she will be like any ordinary young woman, panicked and confused.

Wanzhang felt that if he continued like this, not only would he not be able to learn the sword, but he was afraid that his hands would be numb immediately, but he was held in his arms and did not dare to move, so he could only call him by name in an embarrassed whisper:

"Murong Chong ......"

"Zhang'er." Suddenly, she heard him laugh and say, "Don't call me that again, it's too outward." We've known each other for so many years, and after that...... Call me Fenghuang. ”

Wanzhang was stunned again, his hands were completely numb at this moment, and even his whole body was numb, leaving only his eyes in his eye sockets getting bigger and bigger.

It turned out that when he was sick in bed before, he really called himself like that, not that he was seriously ill and confused.

And, now, he's allowed himself to ...... Why do you call him a small character when he was a child? As far as she knew, Emperor Feng, Murong Chong's small character when he was in the Yan Kingdom, he had not let anyone know about it since the fall of the Yan Kingdom.

Fenghuang Fenghuang, why don't you fly back to your hometown?

But what can he do?

A plum petal fell on his shoulder, but he didn't dare to respond to him in the end.

Ah Li is really a caring and sensible maid, she just got up early in the morning to serve Wanzhang and put on makeup, and saw that Murong Chong came to visit every day, but his master was still delayed, so he bowed his head and said to her:

"Girl, there is something going on with Lord Taishou today, and I won't be able to come to see you until the evening."

Wanzhang paused, rolled her eyes, and only felt that what she said was too unreasonable, took a sip of tea and rinsed her mouth, and said leisurely:

"He doesn't have to come to see me."

It should be because of her illness in the past few days, Murong Chong felt ashamed, so she came to see herself every day, and Ah Li was used to it, but how did she know the real relationship between herself and Murong Chong.

However, how can this relationship between them be told to others?

Ah Li saw that there was a slight worry in Wanzhang's expression, thinking that she was finally lost in her heart, so she immediately explained with a smile: "My lord is going to prepare a big wedding gift for a friend of his Eastern Jin Dynasty, don't think about it, girl." ”

Wan Zhang's hand as he picked up a golden hairpin instantly froze, and a thought flew through his mind quickly, raised his eyes, and held back the trembling in his words:

"That friend...... It's the surname Xie ......"

"How does the girl know?" Ah Li was a little surprised, and then smiled again, "Presumably the adult's friend is also the girl's friend." ”

Xie Yan married a wife, this matter was normal, he had no commitment to himself, even if he did, once he left, why let him keep it, not to mention that Xie Anding would not let his proud second son go down on it. It's just that in my heart, I can't help but feel a little depressed.

After all, I've known him for so long, after all, he was so good to him in those three years, after all, I'm used to it......

The hand slowly put down the golden hairpin, and suddenly remembered how the news could reach the Pingyang Taishou Mansion. In an instant, he laughed self-deprecating and stupid, Murong Chong and Xie Yan had a friendship after all, and Ah Li said that they were friends.

"Oh."

Wan Zhang swallowed all his emotions and responded silently and quietly, his expression almost unwavering.

If it weren't for the excessively pale face betrayed her.

When the stars and moon were in the sky, there was silence all around, and Wanzhang sat on the steps in the courtyard, the dew beside the steps was frosty, and the air was slightly cool. Looking up at the twinkling stars in the sky, my heart always feels empty and floating.

She didn't dare to say what she meant to Xie Yan, let alone what Xie Yan meant to her, but she had been with him in the Eastern Jin Dynasty for three years, three long years. Get along day and night, and have experienced so many things together, even if they are ordinary friends, when they suddenly hear the news that he is marrying a wife, they have a kinship in their hearts.

What's more, she has always known that Xie Yan has feelings for herself, and she slowly accepts it, and slowly wants to repay him with the same feelings, she is not a wood after all, and she is not always like the untrained little girl back then.

It's just that creation makes people, since there is no destined ending between him and her, then it's okay to leave it like this.

It's also good......

Suddenly feeling that someone was sitting down next to her, she turned her head slightly, and caught a glimpse of Murong Chong. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't have much strength to greet him.

The other party didn't ask her, just quietly accompanied her to look up at the sky, I don't know how long later, I suddenly heard the little girl next to me sigh for the first time in her life, and said with a little sentimentality:

"The stars in the sky look so bright, as if they can be picked up with a stretch of hand, but in fact, they are so far away from us, even between themselves, they are far, far away......"

Life is not seen, and it is like a participant.

Tonight and night, a total of this lamp candlelight.

Or to be able to meet, three years of fate, is already God's greatest favor for her, a person who is destined to be lonely for a lifetime, to be able to meet Xie Yan, such a man who is unparalleled in the world, should not regret it in this life.

The people around her still didn't speak, but for some reason they took her hand, opened her stiff palm, and put a string of unknown things into it.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a string of unknown stones lying in the palm of his hand, flashing a little light in the night, it was really like a star in the sky, but unlike the stars in the sky, it was really held in his palm, as long as he closed his hands, he could hold them.

"This is the star stone bracelet, in my Xianbei clan, it symbolizes eternity, I give it to you, I hope you will be safe and happy in your life." His voice was low, as if he had traveled thousands of light-years and crossed the primeval wilderness, "It's like...... The time I first met you. ”

Wanzhang looked at the string of warm jade-like stones in his palm in a daze.

How can there be anything in this world that can protect a person's peace and happiness throughout his life?

It's just a good idea of a person.

He clenched his palms and slowly released them.

She felt so tired, for the first time in the nine years since she left Gaoliushan, she felt so tired.

Master, back then, you let yourself go down the mountain, thinking that you could help Murong Chong turn his life against the sky with his lonely life, but did you ever think about how you would get out after completing this task? After experiencing the warmth of the red dust under the mountain, how can she go back to be an outsider who escapes from the mountains?

This task is clearly to make oneself a sacrifice.

However, even if you know that you will not end well, you still have to go on without hesitation.

Keep going.

Only now, she wanted to take a break, and Wanzhang lowered her eyes, slowly, closing her dry and tired eyes.

A cool touch was imprinted on her forehead, and it was Murong Chong's lips that fell on her forehead.

Light coolness, light plum snow aroma.

When Wanzhang opened his eyes a little, he saw his snow-colored neck, his throat trembling slightly, his graceful collarbone was filled with pale golden moonlight, and the moonlight seemed to have fallen on the skin exposed by his sideways movements, and the whole person was quiet and transparent, even the white clothes seemed to be shrouded in mist, which was not very real.

He is like this, even if he hugs himself, it seems to be far away.

But what about Xie Yan, although it was so real when he was with him, but in the end, didn't he still have to leave? Isn't it still a flash in the mirror?

Wanzhang didn't resist, nor did he cater to it, he just closed his eyes tiredly again, such a cold lip was like a snowflake, a withered plum petal.

She sometimes thinks that Xie Yan is sincere to her, but unfortunately it is not him, and Murong Chong, she doesn't understand why this person's attitude towards her has changed sharply after many years, but for herself who has just lost the first person in her life who is good to her at this moment, it is good to have such comfort, whether it is true or not.

Even if she finally knows that she can't do without the warmth of the world, even if she can complete the master's task in the future, she will no longer be able to retreat bravely and be alone, so she will simply feel the warmth of the world in her short life that is doomed to destruction.

Murong Chong, she is for such a moody person, far away from the pure Gaoliu Mountain, stepping into the end that leads to destruction, whether it is worth it or not, it is just her fate.

As soon as he was born, he was already destined for a long time.