Yongjia County is also a gentle water town.

The red leaves by the river are like fire, and under the quiet moonlight, the shadows of the trees are swaying.

The night was like a daze, the moon was thick, and there was a lighted fishing boat on the river in the distance, twinkling like a star in the light evening breeze.

Ling Chusi walked alone on the shore, looking back at the exquisitely designed mountain manor forest here, full of pavilions and winding corridors, it was obviously the most elegant scenery, but Ling Chusi's eyes were lowered, so sad that he could hardly speak.

She originally thought that this was the world a hundred years ago.

Even though he was uprooted from his hometown and knew that he would never be able to go back, Ling Chusi had never been so sad.

In all these years of being alone in a foreign land, Ling Chusi has been silently telling herself, take care of herself, and live well, even if she can't go back now, but, at least, she can wait, even if she is already gray-haired and old at that time, but even when she is dying, being able to see those people back then is the best comfort for Ling Chusi in this life......

However, today's discovery made Ling Chusi finally have to realize that the idea she once used to comfort herself was shattered like an illusory dream......

In fact, when he was still on Song Shidao's ship, when Song Zhi and Song Shidao of the "Earth Sword" said that there was no salt merchant named Yang Zijing in Yongjia County, Ling Chusi already believed it in his heart.

However, a little faint hope in her heart made it impossible for her to give up, rather than believing what others said, it was better to see for herself, even if the truth was cruel, at least when she died, she felt at ease.

It's just that, at this point, she still underestimated the uncontrollable emotional fluctuations when she got this final answer.

Yang Zijing, a salt merchant, is not a person in the history books, so there is no such family in Yongjia County at all, and as for the predecessor of Changgemen, Xiangzhi Villa, there is no way to talk about it.

Standing outside the garden that was supposed to be the Changge Gate, after asking a vendor passing by with a burden, Ling Chusi learned that this manor had been around for quite a few years, but the owner of this place rarely stayed here, and there was always an old housekeeper with a few subordinates to take care of the garden.

Ling Chusi thought in a trance, the salt merchant Yang Zijing was not a character recorded in the history books, so there was no such thing as him in this world.

There is also Pei Ju, who has been to the Western Regions several times, because there is such a strong stroke in the history of Sui, so when it comes to later generations, Ling Chusi flipped through the books and also knew about this matter, but Shi Zhixuan, who was not incarnated as Pei Ju, was not known to future generations at all.

Sun Simiao is the author of "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions", Ling Chusi doesn't need to think about it to know that there will inevitably be a medicine king Sun Simiao in the future, but this Grandpa Sun will not be the medical saint in her memory.

In the same way, there are Yang Guang, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and others......

Those who were once recorded in the history books are also alive in this world, but those who are so vivid in her memory, but have not been recorded in the history books, are like an illusory dream, and they do not exist in this world at all!

All of Ling Chusi's calmness came from the fact that she firmly believed that she could wait until later, even if she couldn't go back to the past, but at least, she could still see those faces that were once vivid in her memory when she was old and full of gray hair.

However, today, Ling Chusi is almost desperate to know that those plans in the past are destined to be a fantasy with no ending.

At night, the riverside is full of Jiangfeng fishing fires, and the night is getting deeper, and there are a few long sounds of beating in the city.

Ling Chusi stood on the side of the road, gently holding the maple tree with one hand, standing alone, hanging from each other, under the boundless loneliness, he only felt like falling into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold......

Suddenly, there was the sound of soft footsteps not far away.

In the silence of the night, such a sound was unusual, but now Ling Chusi had no intention of caring about it at all. She turned around, leaned her back against the maple tree, and looked up slightly at the cold moonlight, leaving only an empty space in her heart.

Until the footsteps came straight in this direction, and called softly: "Ah Ling." ”

There was only an empty consciousness, as if even time had come to a standstill, as if it had been touched by an external force for a moment.

Ling Chusi heard the sound and subconsciously turned his head sideways.

She had just vaguely heard a voice that was instinctively somewhat familiar, but the whole person's feelings were still immersed in that boundless emptiness and loneliness, even if her eyes had been imprinted with the appearance of the person who came over at this time, but at this time, Ling Chusi couldn't distinguish the person's appearance at all.

Ji Xiaobai was dressed as a white dressing scribe, his clothes were soft in the evening breeze, his behavior was always gentle and elegant, and he was the most calm, even the little smile on his lips was so gentle that it was intoxicating.

Ling Chusi stared at him a little stunned for a while, her eyes were a little empty, it seemed that it took a while to finally reluctantly recognize the identity of the person who came, and only after a long time did she open her mouth a little hesitantly, and her voice was a little astringent and she smiled reluctantly: "It's you!" But he didn't ask at all why Ji Xiaobai, who was still in Chang'an City a few days ago, suddenly appeared here.

Ji Xiaobai walked over, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Chusi's arm, originally wanting to take people away, but he couldn't help but pause, and said in a low voice with a slight frown: "Why are your hands so cold......"

It was a summer day, but her hands were as cold as ice that was still exuding cold air.

Ling Chusi shook his head and didn't say anything at all.

Ji Xiaobai turned around and walked in front of Ling Chusi, lowered his head slightly, and looked at her eyes condescendingly.

Ling Chusi looked at him for a moment, then quickly lowered his eyes and staggered his gaze.

Ji Xiaobai was stunned in his heart, but he didn't force her, just pulled the person's arm and comforted her softly: "Are you in a bad mood today?" What's going on, can you tell me about it? ”

Ling Chusi closed her eyes and didn't say a word, she didn't want to say anything at all at this time.

Ji Xiaobai didn't care at all, and when he saw this, he didn't say anything more, but said softly to Ling Chusi: "Since you're not happy, can I accompany you to drink?" ”

Ling Chusi was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded slightly tiredly, his voice with an indescribable fragility and hoarseness: "Good ......"

It was already dark at night, and the teahouse tavern in the city had already closed, so Ji Xiaobai simply took Ling Chusi directly to a small shop near the dock.

There are coarse tea for a few pennies a pound in the store, and there are also plain and equally cheap liquor.

Because the main guests here are the coolies who work on the wharf, there is no money in their hands, not to mention, if there is a busy cargo ship, it is common for the third watch to be busy loading and unloading goods in the middle of the night, so the small shop is never closed at night, occasionally turn off the lights, and people casually pat the door twice, and the store will slowly put the small shop in the palm of his hand.

Such a simple, cramped, and even dimly lit small shop is incompatible with two people like Ji Xiaobai and Ling Chusi, who have extraordinary temperaments, dusty appearances, and gorgeous clothes.

After the two of them found a seat and sat down, the owner of the small shop was not afraid to say anything at all, except for being busy serving wine all the time, but honestly lying behind the counter.

On the rippling water, there are still flashing fishing fires, moon shadows and stars, which is an extremely dusty and elegant scenery on a summer night, but at this time there is only a feeling of loneliness left from home......

Ling Chusi sat at the table, holding a glass of wine in his hand, still lowering his head slightly.

Ji Xiaobai sat next to her quietly, talking to her softly at first, trying to make her laugh, and found that Ling Chusi's love today was too low, and it was no longer a situation that could be affected by external forces, Ji Xiaobai also gave up the useless attempt, and just sat quietly next to her to accompany her.

After a long time, Ji Xiaobai saw that Ling Chusi had been drinking silently with his head down, but he didn't say anything, and finally couldn't help but twist his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Ah Ling, what's wrong?" ”

Ling Chusi took a long moment before he turned his head slightly to look at him, opened his lips slightly, and then closed his eyes again.

Ling Chusi slowed down for a while, and finally endured the tears that almost cried out just now, and after a long time, he said softly: "Xiaobai, do you know what happened when the Sui Dynasty was founded? ”

"Well, I know something." Ji Xiaobai was a little surprised, he didn't know why Ling Chusi suddenly brought the topic to this, he couldn't help but wonder, Ling Chusi's love today was so bad, what would it have to do with the things of the Sui Dynasty when the country was founded.

Ling Chusi closed his eyes again, and then asked in a low voice with a slight trembling voice, "When Emperor Wen of Sui founded the country, what forces could help?" ”

Ji Xiaobai blinked, "You want to hear a story?" ”

Ling Chusi didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Ji Xiaobai saw it in his eyes, and didn't think it was a pestle at all, but just said yes softly, sat next to her, and whispered to her about the stories of the founding years of the Sui Dynasty.

In Ling Chusi's cognition, in the troubled times of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Jiutian ended the troubled times together in order to realize his ideals, and then, among them, Yang Jian, who was born in the Northern Zhou Dynasty nobles, finally sat on the throne, in order to commemorate the establishment of Jiutian in Sui Longshan, Yang Jian even named his country "Sui".

However, in the story of Ji Xiaobai, it is the story of the fall of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the story of Emperor Jing of the Northern Zhou Dynasty who made the emperor located in the "Suiguo Gong" Yang Jian, because the word "Sui" has the meaning of wandering, and the country name is afraid of ominousness, so the country name was changed to "Sui"! And in this story, of course, there will be no shadow of Nine Heavens plotting behind the scenes.

Before Ji Xiaobai's story was finished, Ling Chusi's eyes had become uncontrollable and darkened.

Her sad look was almost heartbreaking.

Seeing that Ling Chusi had been bowing his head and drinking wine again, Ji Xiaobai was a little panicked, "Ah Ling......"

Ling Chusi shook his head and drank another glass of wine.

Her eyes and cheeks were slightly red, but the consciousness in her mind was always exceptional.

Under the pain and despair, even drinking and buying drunk is actually a very difficult thing, and that kind of tortured thinking will always be lingering in the heart, and it hurts when you touch it, and you can't forget it at all. Especially Ling Chusi, who has deep internal strength, can drink until his face changes, which is already the result of pouring too much.

Ji Xiaobai watched her drink here with little intention of stopping, and finally couldn't help but snatch the wine glass from her hand.

Ling Chusi didn't take it back, but when Ji Xiaobai reached out and grabbed her wrist and leaned over, he lowered his head slightly and rubbed his cheek against Ji Xiaobai's shoulder.

Summer clothes are extremely light and thin.

It was just a moment, and Ji Xiaobai suddenly noticed that his shoulders were slightly cold-

She kept her head down, not to avoid his gaze, but because she was crying......

Ji Xiaobai's body froze suddenly, he turned sideways with some hesitation, reached out to caress Ling Chusi's back, and subconsciously patted her back.

"Ah Ling......" His voice was gentle, like a sigh.

Ling Chusi didn't speak, just leaned lightly on his shoulder and buried his face in his clothes.

Ji Xiaobai could feel that the piece on the shoulder of his clothes was quickly wet with tears, and a slight coolness spread to his shoulders through the thin clothes.

What the hell happened, and how could she be so sad and out of control......

It was also at this time that Ji Xiaobai suddenly realized that Ling Chusi's body had been trembling slightly.

Ji Xiaobai sighed softly in his heart, and the hand holding Ling Chusi gradually tightened, but he stroked her back extremely gently, trying to make her relax a little.

In the summer heat, Ling Chusi was wearing a light gauze skirt, which was also extremely light and thin, and even, when she lowered her head and leaned on Ji Xiaobai's shoulder, the soft and light collar was rubbed a little loose by her, slightly revealing a small piece of butterfly bone with delicate skin and beautiful shape, and the part of the spine that loomed under the light-colored fabric......

Ji Xiaobai's original intention was to gently pat the person in his arms as if he was comforting, however, when Ling Chusi leaned on his shoulder and cried silently without making any sound, Ji Xiaobai's heart seemed to soften as well, and he patted her gently, as if he was coaxing a grumpy child to sleep, and his movements were so soft that he was even slightly clumsy.

When you hold someone in your arms, you can feel the slenderness and softness of this body.

Ji Xiaobai's hand was on a short stretch of white back behind her, she was still a little trembling because of her uncontrollable love, and her body temperature seemed to be slightly higher than usual.

Holding someone in his arms and groaning for a moment, Ji Xiaobai suddenly turned his head sideways.

The shopkeeper lying behind the counter was caught by him, and he was almost half frightened to death, his face turned white with a brush, and his heart was "thumping", almost jumping out of his throat.

Ji Xiaobai's heart moved, and after making up his mind, he was still sitting on the chair, and he directly and effortlessly hugged the person.

The sudden suspension of the air made Ling Chusi, who had been leaning on his shoulder, subconsciously grasp the placket of his clothes, and the collar that was originally tightly sewn was directly ripped open in a small piece, revealing a small shadow of half of the collarbone......

Ji Xiaobai didn't think it was a pestle at all, and even had the heart to throw a piece of broken silver to the shopkeeper who was behind the counter and didn't dare to raise his head, and then left directly with Ling Chusi in his arms.

At this time, the night was already very deep, and at some point, a faint mist filled the road.

Ji Xiaobai held Ling Chusi's figure looming in the mist, he took people back to his residence here all the way, because there was no tidying room, he simply carried the person directly into his room, leaned down slightly and gently put the person on the bed, seeing Ling Chusi directly buried his face in the pillow, not wanting to be seen by him still crying, but instinctively gently holding a small part of his sleeve, unconsciously and a little dumbfounded.

"Let's get a good night's sleep...... Ji Xiaobai gently touched Ling Chusi's head, and said softly as if whispering: "When you wake up tomorrow, it's all over." ”

Ji Xiaobai tried to gently pull away Ling Chusi's hand, however, as soon as he touched Ling Chusi's wrist, he directly backhanded, and after holding his arm, with a little force, he clasped the person's arm to his side.

Facing Ling Chusi, Ji Xiaobai did not have the slightest intention of resisting, but directly lay on her side, looking at her appearance of burying her face in the pillow and only facing herself with the back of her head, she couldn't help but shake her head softly, and by the way, she helped her smooth her hair, and said softly: "I'm not a child again, can I sleep with you?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Ling Chusi to answer, he had already reached out spontaneously, directly turned the person over and hugged him in his arms, and gently comforted: "Sleep!" ”

Ling Chusi rested on his shoulder, his long eyelashes stained with tears trembling slightly.

After a while, after Ji Xiaobai closed her eyes and planned to pretend to sleep for a night, Ling Chusi suddenly propped herself on the bed with one hand, propped up her upper body, and looked at Ji Xiaobai condescendingly......

Feeling that complicated sight, Ji Xiaobai lay on the bed and opened his eyes, "Ah Ling? Looking at Ling Chusi's eyes that were red from crying for too long, he couldn't help but raise his hand, gently touched her cheek and the side of her eyes, and said softly, "Don't cry." ”

Hearing these three words, the tears in his eyes almost overflowed again, Ling Chusi instinctively bit his lower lip, simply pulled Ji Xiaobai's arm away, leaned down and lowered his head, closed his eyes and gently kissed the corner of his lips that was still open to speak just now.

All of Ji Xiaobai's thoughts exploded like fireworks in an instant, and under the gorgeous white light curtain, there was suddenly only a blank left in his mind.

In a trance, Ji Xiaobai could vaguely feel that her lips gently crossed her jaw, and finally tilted her head slightly, kissing his neck and trembling Adam's apple.

All his thoughts were blank for a while, and Ji Xiaobai barely regained a trace of his remaining sanity, and there was still a slight tremor in his voice, however, after an obvious swallowing action at the Adam's apple, Ji Xiaobai's slender and powerful fingers had already buckled on her half-covered and half-hidden slightly bare shoulders, and said softly: "Ah, Ah Ling......" There was also a bit of dangerous lowness in the voice that seemed to be forever smiling.

Ling Chusi half-leaned over him, staring at him motionlessly.

Her fingers were white and warm, as soft as a wattle, and gently caressed the neck she had just kissed, and the placket was a little disheveled at this time.

It was the most vulnerable position of a man, but in front of her, he seemed to be defenseless.

Ling Chusi closed her eyes, leaned down almost meekly and leaned down on his shoulder, her palm pressed against his shoulder, her warm lips touched the soft but firm texture under his loose collar like a light floc, and he could even clearly feel the blood vessels in his body surging gently when his heart beated.

"Hmm......" Ji Xiaobai suddenly felt pain and snorted.

He opened his eyes, he didn't have to look down to look, he could feel it, Ling Chusi suddenly bit him on the shoulder, and then gently kissed the location of the bite mark.

Ji Xiaobai pursed his lips, his hand suddenly exerted force, and directly reached out to hold the person tightly in his arms and turned over, after the bodies of the two people instantly changed positions up and down, Ji Xiaobai propped himself up and down Ling Chusi's side, staring at her condescendingly, and asked in a low but extremely gentle voice: "Why did you bite me suddenly?" ”

......After a short hesitation, Ling Chusi, who was a little stunned, said with some uncertainty: "Why don't you bite back again?" ”

Ji Xiaobai raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, lowered his head and kissed her cheek, then whispered softly: "Really? ”

"Hmmm......"

"But I can't bear to ......," Ji Xiaobai whispered in her ear as if talking to herself.

Feeling the direction of the left collarbone connecting to the heart, and the slight coolness he felt after his skin was exposed, Ling Chusi immediately closed his eyes.

The night breeze outside the window drifted in through the half-open window, brushing the corner of the curtain above the bed.

Long hair like a splash of ink is intertwined, and the bed is covered with soft brocade.

The epiphany in the courtyard blooms quietly in the night, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the ......

When everything is silent, it is even deeper and whiter, and even the moonlight that falls down seems to be rubbed into the mist of the night.

Ling Chusi leaned slightly sideways, her eyebrows and eyes were delicate and delicate, and when she closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully, there was only a quiet and tranquility that made people's hearts soft.

Ji Xiaobai, who was not sleepy, was also lying on the bed sideways, he still gently wrapped one hand on her smooth back, looking at her sleeping appearance with a slight distraction.

In the east, near the horizon, the canopy has gradually floated a faint white.

Looking at Ling Chusi's sleeping face, I don't know how long it took for Ji Xiaobai to slowly fall asleep......