The wind blows fiercely in the field, ignoring the pain of men

It's as if everything is going to be hollowed out

The past is gone

However, the fireworks of the old days are now neon at night

Maybe in a certain time and space, a certain fallen dream

Several generations have secretly remained in my heart

Wait for a mind to turn, wait for a love tide to surge

Meet you in the next world

Who can be indifferent

——Lin Yilian, "Wild Wind"

"What's wrong with you, uncle?" The girl's voice was gentle and low, as if it came from a far away, and it seemed to be close to her ears, with a faint warmth gently teasing the sensitive skin of her ears.

Shuangbai narrowed her eyes slightly, looked up, and there was some blurry in front of her, but the only thing that was clear was the small lips of the nine hairpins, and a plum petal fell on her lips, making the girl's lips more and more red and beautiful.

He closed his eyes, as if he was enduring something, and his voice became more and more hoarse and careless: "Cardamom is not suitable for you, it is too showy." ”

Jiu Hairpin paused, unconsciously reached out and touched her lips, the rouge she used today was cardamom......

She lowered her eyes and smiled faintly: "I forgot that Lord Shuangbai is also a person who knows the wind and the moon." ”

Shuangbai didn't speak, but his forehead was already slowly soaked with sweat.

He found that something was wrong with his body, and that strange heat slowly spread up little by little along the dantian, steaming his limbs and sanity......

There was also a strange reaction from a certain part of his body, which let him know that something was wrong.

Shuangbai is not an idiot, although he has always been guarded like jade, it does not mean that he does not know Fengyue.

He suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the nine hairpins with wonderful eyes, and squeezed out a sentence from his lips: "What kind of medicine did you take!" ”

Jiu Hairpin paused slightly, and then looked at the handsome man in front of him who was sweating profusely, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little strange: "Uncle, what are you talking about?" ”

"Honestly...... Nine hairpins, don't make trouble! Shuangbai got up suddenly, the back of his plain white hand was covered with green tendons, and he pinched her wrist, and his eyes were crimson.

It's just that the cold and soft in his hand is soft and boneless, so that he can hardly hold back a low moan in his throat.

Jiu Hairpin was stared at by his crimson eyes, this was the first time she saw such a gentle man with a beast-like gaze in his eyes, she couldn't help but shrink slightly, but she still looked away slightly, and said lightly: "I didn't take the drug." ”

She replied with firmness and composure, and her tone was so calm that there was no hint of pretense.

Shuangbai almost doubted his guess, but his body was inexplicably hot, making him only feel confused.

"Nine hairpins!" Shuangbai originally wanted to pull her over to ask for clarification, but he didn't want to pull like this, but he made the defenseless Jiu Hairpin unstable under his feet, and suddenly the whole person fell towards him.

The girl's exclamation was covered with the gentle and light aroma of her body.

Covering his hard, slender body under his soft robe, it seemed to add fuel to the fire.

Jiu Hairpin looked down at him, with a mist in his big eyes, trembling slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Uncle......." ”

Shuangbai only felt that his eyes were red, and he whispered hoarsely in his throat, and all his reason was burned out in an instant in that uncle.

He raised his hand, clasped the back of the girl's head, turned to pull down her soft black hair, and then grabbed the ruddy lips ungently, the rich aroma of cardamom soaking all his senses little by little.

The white plum blossoms fell one after another, and the cold wind blew up someone's long hair, covered someone's eyes, and covered someone's spiritual platform.

Shuangbai suddenly remembered the picture of the beauty of the Spring Palace in His Royal Highness's room, and the woman in the picture, whose beautiful clothes were almost faded, seemed to be vivid, no longer an existence on the plane, like a demon spirit who had been given life.

The demon spirit slowly turned her seductive ketone body, with a jerky countenance, but was outlined by the rouge pen in the painter's hand with a strange bewitchment, the smooth but flexible touch of the skin different from the pale of ordinary women, the long and thick hair, the trembling moaning, the bulging snow peaks, and the slender legs......

With his status and status, to this day, there are a lot of naked beauties to flatter, but he is cold in his heart, except for the green plums that have long been incapable of recalling when he was a teenager, but finally died in his hands.

It's just a demon in this painting......

I couldn't see his face clearly, but it inexplicably hooked the most primitive in his heart, and he had always despised the most, the kind of thing called desire, like a little spark burning to hideous.

He didn't like the feeling of being out of control, he didn't like it very much.

Anger and lust are intertwined into the cold air of killing.

He narrowed his crimson eyes slightly and sneered.

Again and again, he suppressed the demon spirit under him, and he fell until she was tearful, and begged for mercy, leaving blood marks on his arms again and again.

until the body is so tired that the mind falls into the dark abyss, and sleeps tiredly.

……

"Uh-huh......."

The girl's low moans sounded in her ears, hearty and seductive, startling the flowers and rain.

Shuangbai opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were a little misty and he looked at the white in front of him, and his mind was also blank, until a throbbing pain in his temples made him can't help but moan and squint.

"Hmm...... Hurt. ”

"Do you know that it hurts, are you stupid?" A playful laugh rang out.

Shuangbai subconsciously looked at the visitor, but saw that on the stone table, the position of the nine hairpins that was originally sitting had now changed to a familiar face, and he was looking at him mockingly.

"How are you?" He rubbed his temples to relieve the pain, while quickly glancing at his surroundings.

There was no change in the surrounding environment, and there was no change in the clothes on his body, except that his sleeves were half wet, and the wine jug on the table was empty, half-turned on the table.

It seems that he knocked over the flask?

Yibai smiled, lifted the wine jug and smelled it, and licked the spout of the wine jug with a pity on his face: "You are embarrassed to say, this wine is called forgetting worries, Miao Jiang's special wine, with more than a dozen kinds of secret medicinal materials, the aroma is rich, extremely rare, ordinary people must pour three cups of wine, even a wine field warrior like me is only five glasses, you actually drank so much, it is your luck that you didn't sleep to death." ”

It's such a waste, it's actually drunk up by a drinking idiot like Shuangbai.

When Shuangbai heard this, he was stunned, and he didn't care about arguing with Yibai, but raised his eyes and looked at the sky, only to find that the sun had already set in the west, and it was obviously past noon, which means that he had slept here for nearly two hours?

"Where's the nine hairpins?" He asked subconsciously.

Yibai sniffed the aroma in the wine jug deeply, and glanced at him with disdain: "As soon as you drank too much, you knocked over the wine jug, wetting half of the girl's body, and dragging the girl while sleeping, if it weren't for Bai Seventeen to inform me to wake you up, would you be going to climb on the little girl?" ”

Shuangbai was stunned, his face was a little unpredictable, his mood was unusually complicated, could it be that the pictures he saw were made by himself for more than an hour...... Dream?

Yibai looked at Shuangbai with a strange expression, and the handsome face that had always been calm was white and red, and he looked like he had been struck by thunder, he couldn't help but laugh, and approached Shuangbai's handsome face treacherously: "What, the old virgin has a spring dream, speaking of which, that little girl has been married to you before, and she always looks like no one can look down on her on weekdays, saying, have you coveted others for a long time?" ”

"Let ......." Shuangbai froze, as if he had been poked, and his cold face was about to shoot the case, but he only got up and stood halfway, and suddenly froze again.

He slowly and quietly stood up and looked coldly at the wine jug on the table: "What is the use of forgetting worries?" ”

Yibai saw that he was halfway fried and suddenly turned back to a cold state, and raised his eyebrows a little inexplicably: "Forgetting worries is naturally forgetting the worries of life, and only remembering what you want to do the most in your dreams." ”

The most wanted thing to do, the most enjoyable thing......

Shuangbai instantly petrified for a moment, his expression was a little distorted, and then he slowly lowered his eyes, stood up straight a little, turned his back to Yibai, and said lightly: "I'll go back to the room first." ”

After that, regardless of the blank look on his face, he hurriedly walked away with his sleeves.

Yibai looked at his back, then raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes became cold, and then fell on the wine jug on the table, his expression was a little complicated.

……

Shuangbai walked out of the garden, and met the crane guards and maids to greet him along the way, and after greeting him perfunctorily, he left in a hurry.

And the people he met along the way also made him more sure that the charming and almost obscene pictures in his mind were his dreams.

This dream......

Shuangbai's face turned cold again, and then he entered the door, and slammed the door, he slowly lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out and lifted the hem of his robe, looking at the wet water between his legs.

That sticky touch, he is naturally familiar, it is clearly the traces left by himself who completely lost control in his dreams to the point of being like a teenage hairy boy.

Those hallucinations of near-real physical touch and pleasure when lingering with demons, warm and cold......

He suddenly felt that his body had changed again, and he suddenly closed his eyes, and the mask that had been calm on his face showed cracked lines.

He couldn't help but squeeze out two words that were almost vicious between his thin lips: "Damn it......." ”

He never imagined that he would have such an almost embarrassing moment.

…*……*……*……

The next day, it was just dawning.

Several soldiers at the east gate who were preparing to fetch water and sweep the floor suddenly felt that there seemed to be footsteps behind them, so they subconsciously turned their heads, and the soldiers led by them couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the person in white clothes: "Lord Shuangbai, what do you have to order so early?" ”

Shuangbai paused and asked lightly: "Today, the envoy of Miaojiang is leaving from the east gate?" ”|

Nafu Bing nodded: "Lord Hui, exactly, the envoy of Miao Jiang and the nine hairpins...... The princess is going to leave from here. ”

Jiu Hairpin has been in the Central Plains for many years, and no one has regarded her as a princess, and suddenly she is called like this, and the soldiers are still a little unaccustomed to it.

"Yes, but is there anything that the princess or the national teacher needs to be ordered by Lord Shuangbai?" The soldiers of Nafu stepped forward with some enthusiasm.

Although it is not appropriate to publicize the coming and going of Miao Jiang people, the princess has already ordered that no one should see them off, and it is enough to send these Miao people away secretly.

But the appearance of Lord Shuangbai here may be due to something important.

Shuangbai looked at the sky, did not deny it, did not answer directly, only bowed his head lightly.

As long as he thought he had something important, the soldiers all retreated with interest and went about their own business.

Shuangbai stood by the door, looking at the door, his eyes were a little deep.

The sky gradually brightened, there was a knock on the door, the soldiers went to open the door, and there was already a caravan dressed as foot merchants standing outside the door, and it could only be seen from their darker complexion and shorter and capable figure than ordinary people that these people were not the same as the Central Plains, but they could not be seen if they did not look closely.

After all, this is a time of great chaos in the world, who would pay attention to such a caravan?

The person at the head was the person next to Jiucui before, and he had also seen Shuangbai, and when he saw Shuangbai standing at the door for the first time, he didn't think much about it, he just thought that he was ordered to send it, although the princess of Wenjia had already said that no one would come to send it.

But after he was stunned, he still clenched his fists and said, "Lord Shuangbai, we were ordered to pick up Princess Jiujia." ”

Shuangbai nodded, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps behind him.

The girl's voice sounded a little stunned and confused: "Lord Shuangbai? ”

He stiffened slightly, but Shi Shiran turned around to look at the girl who was also dressed as a foot merchant, and smiled slightly: "It's me." ”

Jiu Hairpin looked at him and smiled: "Is Lord Shuangbai here to send me, or is he here to compensate me for my overturned worries?" ”

Shuangbai looked at her and looked at her with a calm expression that was a little ridiculous, but there was no trace of shyness and discomfort.

His eyes were slightly dark, and although he had always been calm and sober, perhaps it was really a hallucination caused by his own drinking.

He smiled slightly: "If I said that I came to ask you about the recipe for forgetting your worries, that wine is so special that it can make me cry." ”

Jiu Hairpin couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said a little teasingly: "Yes, who would have thought that Lord Shuangbai, who has always been calm and self-controlled, would be so out of shape and grab other people's sleeves to confide in ......." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......." Shuangbai coughed dryly.

Feeling the inexplicable gaze of the people around him, Jiu Hairpin also obediently changed the topic: "This forgetting worries is the secret wine of my Miao family, and there is nothing surprising that ordinary people will lose their minds if they can't stand it." ”

She paused, walked past him, handed the things she had brought to the person who came to pick her up, and smiled faintly: "A pillow of yellow dreams, forget the worries in front of and behind you, there is nothing bad about it, isn't it, but this thing is a secret recipe and can't be given to anyone, sorry." ”

Shuangbai looked at the person in front of him, Jiu Hairpin had a honey-colored face, bright and bright eyes, a neat short fight, a black belt wrapped around a slender waist, and a small sword around his waist.

This dress is very ordinary, but for some reason, when he looks at it today, he feels that the person in front of him has become more beautiful and capable.

It's just that she has long since lost the girl's mountain elf-like ...... a few years ago. Arbitrary and capricious.

For some reason, this recognition made him feel a little regretful in his heart.

"If I first saw her, Princess Nine Hairpin wouldn't be so sleek."

The nine hairpins threw the burden in their hands onto the horse's back and paused: "There is no one, one thing will remain the same for many years." ”

Shuangbai looked at her somewhat thin back, and complicated emotions inexplicably steamed in his heart, of course he knew how difficult and difficult her life had been over the years.

His eyes were faint, and he sighed lightly: "The full moon and the lack of the moon are just like everything in the world." ”

The nine hairpins stood with her saddle on her back, without looking back, and the cool morning breeze gently brushed through her hair.

Shuangbai didn't look at her, but landed on a Bodhi tree beside her, as if his mind was resting on the blue and dewy leaves.

There was a strange silence between the two, like a cold morning breeze brushing over his sideburns and her ears.

The silence was short, but it seemed long.

It's short enough for no one to notice the strangeness, but long enough to recall the intersections that have been there for years, or the subtle things that hurt their emotions.

The morning breeze gently swept between each other's hair and clothes, and dissipated quietly.

Jiu Hairpin turned his back to him and suddenly spoke: "Uncle, do you plan to burn a piano or a silk handkerchief for her at this year's Winter Festival?" ”

Shuangbai was stunned, he would burn Yun Ji something she liked when she was a teenager every year, just as Jiu Hairpin would burn some paper money and wine for Akui every year, and he used to laugh at her cheesiness.

He paused, and said casually: "There are frequent wars, just burn some manuscripts, she also likes to read some miscellaneous notes, what about you?" ”

Jiu Hairpin didn't answer immediately, she was silent for a while before chuckling: "If you don't burn it, I'm going back, in fact, he won't want to see me." ”

As she spoke, she turned over and got on the horse neatly, only then did she turn her face to look at him, her lips curled slightly, revealing a faint smile: "I'm gone, and I will be indefinite." ”

Shuangbai looked at her, his eyes deepened, and the two looked at each other for a long time, or maybe it was only for a moment, and he said casually: "Well." ”

The nine hairpins smiled, turned the horse's head, and galloped towards the place where the morning light rose: "Let's go, drive!" ”

The men and horses of the caravan clenched their fists at Shuangbai, and then immediately followed her and galloped away.

Shuangbai watched her figure gradually disappear on the other side of the long street, the rising morning sun falling a blurry golden light, like a rising cold tide, but there was no warmth, and the slender figure gradually dissolved in that piece of light.

It was as if she had never existed, like so many passers-by in his life, leaving no mark.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away, and was annihilated in the rising noise of the morning market.

Only the cool wind and daylight remained.

Shuangbai stood quietly, looking into the distance, the people around him, coming and going, talking, laughing, scolding, making trouble, the crying of children, the shouting of women, the shouting of men, so lively.

And this fireworks in the world doesn't seem to belong to him.

At this moment, he only felt inexplicable...... melancholy to loneliness, loneliness to the faint obscurity of emotions in my heart.

This kind of emotion made his always cold and cold heart inexplicably shrouded in strange gloom.

……

He classifies it as detachment.

Shuangbai stood quietly, waiting for the morning breeze to blow away these emotions of wind and snow.

Neither His Highness nor himself needed such emotions.

……

I don't know how long he stood there, but a sneering voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"You'll always be dust-free."

Shuangbai took a while before turning around and walking towards the house, when he was not in a good mood, he didn't plan to deal with the man who came out.

Leaning against the door, the feminine and handsome man with a stick of grass in his mouth suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Shuangbai, his expression was a little unpredictable: "I really plan to stop her indefinitely, go and stop her now, you still have a chance." ”

Shuangbai slapped his arm away with one hand, and said lightly: "If you are in a hurry, you will go to help the national teacher share your worries, Lord Yibai." ”

For Jiu Hairpin to leave the Central Plains, of course, it is a good thing, and it will be indefinite...... If the four young men and the national teacher establish a country in the future, someone will have to send an envoy to Miao Jiang, and maybe they will be able to meet old friends in a few years.

Yibai looked at his back when he walked into the mansion, his eyes were a little complicated and emotional, but in the end he just snorted lightly: "Some people look smart, but in fact they are just idiots." ”

In comparison, His Highness, who is the least human, simply relies on instinct to get everything he wants, whether it is love or hate, those are the emotions that belong to the living.

Both he and His Highness had already walked out of the underground palace.

And the double white that seems to be closest to a human ......

But he may never be able to get out of the unpopular dungeon for the rest of his life.

……

No one noticed that the small droplets of water fell all the way to the wind and then to the dust on the ground, and finally dissipated without a trace.

And Shuangbai probably didn't think that the world is vast, some things, some people, too long and too long......

It's so long that things are not people.

……

The wind blows fiercely in the field, ignoring the pain of men

It's as if everything is going to be hollowed out

The past is gone. However, the old days of fireworks

It's neon at night

Maybe in a certain time and space, a certain fallen dream

Several generations have secretly remained in my heart

Wait for the mind to turn

Wait for a love tide to surge

Meet you in the next world

Who can be indifferent, like the unchanging firmament of the world

Who will be indifferent and remember the pain of the previous life

When the lost dream has been held in the hand

Thinking does not fluctuate, and fate is difficult to understand

It's useless to just be afraid if you don't want to

If the tide of love is surging, who can be calm

It's easy to let go of the trail of love

Like the turbulence of waves, like the melting of ice and snow

The heart is only concerned with secretly stirring

And the past life is far away, and the next life is still not seen

If the love is deep, who can take care of the pain.

……

Lin Yilian "Wild Wind"

Well, the chapter of Shuangbai is - melancholy and loneliness, and secrets.

Lin Yilian's wild wind song is very suitable, you can watch and listen to it at the same time, and the next chapter will be updated next Wednesday.