There are mountain cliffs on both sides, there are streams surging on the cliff wall, seeping down along the Zhilan from the raw stone cracks, scouring out a very thin ditch in the middle of the valley, the soil moistened by the water flow on both sides is fertile, the rice sac flower seeds that the predecessors inadvertently left take root and sprout from the soil, and multiply into a sea of flowers over the years, the red rice sac flower is like two red ribbons sandwiched on both banks, stretching to the depths of the valley, and there is no edge to see at a glance, guarding the trickle of fine water in the center. Idle clouds float, fog and vapor, wild cranes swirl in the mountains.

He blew a whistle, and the jinge of the mountain rang out.

"Silver Hair!" She exclaimed.

A steed got out of the bushes, jumped down, shook its silver mane and galloped in the rice sac flowers, and jumped towards the two of them, the mane rustled red, and the brown horse under them began to be restless, forgetting the master on his back, he sprinkled joy, and was relieved by his shouts, but still kept playing in circles, staring intently at the silver-maned white horse, and when the silver-maned white horse came to him, he happily stepped forward to grind with his ears and temples.

Odd Butterfly

"Which one is female?" She couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Guess what, please," he said, stroking the new silvermane foal.

She thought for a moment and patted the brown horse beneath her on the head. "This guy is happy when he sees the silver hair, he must be a male! The silver fur is good-looking, and it must be female. ”

His hands were already unconsciously encircled around her thin waist, and he rested his chin on her shoulder socket, leaned in and stared at her fluttering eyelashes and asked, "Why?" He couldn't help but smile deeply: "The brown one is the female, and it is now the period of 'anxiety'."

She looked down at the white horse, its silver mane shining in the sun, and reached out to stroke it, and the beautiful white horse was meekly stroked by her, and she muttered to it, and the white horse only occasionally blinked and flicked its mane.

"Hold on to the reins!" He shoved the reins into her hand and helped her to reposition, and although she had already grasped the reins, she was absent-minded and attentive to the white horse.

He jumped over and got on the white horse, and suddenly struck the brown horse with a whip, and the brown horse ran away.

She leaned forward and leaned back, grabbed the reins in horror, the brown horse galloped, and her eyes were dizzy, screaming while running, the rice sac flowers on both sides became a blurred red shadow, and he looked back at the man on the white horse angrily, and he stopped in place leisurely, and came out of anger, wanting to scold the eighth prince Sun Hao, thinking that even the silent valley was no better than in the closed house, so he changed his words: "The surname is Qu!" Where is it taking me? I'm about to fall, and you won't catch up yet! ”

The surname is Qu! He raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, and then grabbed the horse's belly and twitched the horse's whip to chase her

Running in the trickle of water without hooves.

Because she hadn't ridden a horse for a long time, she was rusty and rode on a tall horse, swaying around, limping left and right, screaming with some fear at first, and then slowly regained some equestrian skills, and gradually controlled the reins, controlling the cowardice, but in the bottom of her heart, she scolded the damned Gongsun Hao several times before she felt relieved.

The valley extends far away, has not come to the end, there are continuous rice sac flowers on both sides of the way, sometimes you will see a few wing-shaped butterflies with huge wings like a finch fan, the wings are bright red like blood, when flying like a fan with the screen open, flying slowly and slowly, when slow it seems to float in the air and does not move, and when it is fast, it flies like an arrow and rampage. Feeling strange, she scattered some of the essence given by Jiang Si to attract two broad-winged blue butterflies, and the red butterflies were really attracted by their own kind, and they swept over her head to chase each other.

He stepped forward to join her and asked, "Did he raise the blue butterfly?" It seems to be able to listen to people. Afraid that he would be unhappy, she nodded: "I helped him make medicine in the eldest princess's mansion, and he gave me a kind of essence that blue butterflies like to smoke." ”

"Sister-in-law," his eyes darkened a little, "I have long regarded you as my wife, you and I are husband and wife, whether it is good or bad, I hope you don't lie to me." ”

She lowered her head: "I'm afraid you'll be unhappy because of a misunderstanding." ”

He wanted to stroke her hair, only to remember that she was dressed as a soldier, and her hair was tied up, so he reached out and untied the jade ring that bound her hair, and her green hair was scattered and covered half of her delicate face.

"I don't know what you're thinking? How could I misunderstand you? But jealousy is still unavoidable, do you feel sorry that I can't bear to see me jealous? She glanced at him, looked back, and saw his unparalleled demeanor immediately, his head hung lower, his eyes glanced at the rice sac flower on the side, and said: "Less by mouth! ”

After a while, I heard him say again: "In this world, no one understands you, I have already integrated you into my bones, so understanding you is like understanding my own body." ”

As soon as he looked up, he saw the blue butterfly that she had flown back and hovered above her head.

"Don't talk about some sensual love words," she was happy in her heart, and looked around: "Beware of being heard." ”

"Huh?"

"What's that?"

"You see the blue butterfly seems to be leading us to a place."

She looked up, and sure enough. The two blue butterflies chased the red butterfly for a while, then flew back and circled around her, coiled for a while, flew forward again, flew for a while, and then returned.

"Check it out."

The two then rode their horses and continued to move forward, seeing that they were about to get out of the valley of the rice sac flower valley, the direction of the blue butterfly turned, and the two had to turn the horse's head and step on the rice sac flower, and walked to a cliff, and the blue butterfly both flew into the sky with the red butterfly, and went over several zhang of the cliff to the other side.

She wondered: "There is no road at all, is it a mistake?" ”

He dismounted, walked to the cliff and looked at it, stretched out his hand and buckled it, it was empty. I listened closely, but I heard the sound of gurgling water, and looked around for a mechanism.

She also dismounted at this time, and squatted among the flowers to pick up the flowers.

He found a hole the thickness of a finger, and in a flash of inspiration, he pulled out a long stem of rice sac flower from her hand and inserted it into it, the hole was very deep, and it never ended. Something as if there was a ball inside, and boom - a stone door more than one person high opened on the cliff wall, revealing light.

He walked ahead, he led her, she led the two horses, and entered the cave, and the stone door suddenly closed automatically, and the two turned back in shock. She hurriedly said, "What if you can't get out for a while?" ”

He smiled casually: "If you don't give a way back, then go and have a look first." ”

The hole had been carved through the bottom of a mountain, and at the end of it was cheerful. The sight in front of you is even more breathtaking. She muttered to herself: "The scenery here is nothing compared to the secluded fence." She thought about it again, she had seen some magnificent caves near the grate

"Where's the grate?"

"In Xuwu Mountain, it is a place where Jiang Silian lives alone"

The boundless rice sac flowers are in full swing, but there are butterflies of different colors shuttling and lingering, overwhelming. There is a stone tablet next to it that reads "Butterfly Valley".

"Will there be reclusive people?" She asked.

"No, the legends are all dead," he chewed on the name meaningfully, "Jiang-Si-Despise-"

"What's wrong?"

"What?"

A flock of butterflies flew over her, tossing and turning around her, landing on the tips of her lightly scented hair. She couldn't help but spin her sleeves, but suddenly stopped.

"Why did you stop?" At the touch of his fingertips, the butterflies flew away from the ends of her hair, and he said, "Grandma, dance for me." ”