The green poplars are flying, and they are touching the lovesickness of the people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe blurred circle of light reflects this vast desert. With the arrival of summer, the desert will turn blazing. There was not a single bird in the air, but occasionally it could be heard, and the sound of geese chirping resounded in the sky.

In the desert, if there are no camels. It can only be a deep foot and a shallow foot, a footprint that has just been imprinted. Then you will be buried by the quicksand, and Qiaoqiao turns around and looks at the soft quicksand. She was so frightened that she had no horses, let alone camels.

Wanting to escape from home and find her brother was her only thought. She gritted her teeth and walked with difficulty with her sword. I don't know how many days she walked before she could see the flying flotsam all over the sky. This means that it is not far from Tonghua Town, where can you exchange for a horse to ride.

A fierce wind blew across her face. Blowing her green silk back and forth. She pulled her hair, tied up her small backpack, and continued walking. She's not a cowardly woman, she's always going to be strong. Even though there will be strong winds and quicksand in the desert.

Since you have experienced so much, it should not be far from spring. After only a few steps, I felt that my eyes were dark. She hadn't eaten for two days, and she had drunk all the half glass of water she had. Looking at the flying sky from afar, she felt that she was about to walk out of the desert.

Wiping the sweat from his face, Qiaoqiao still persevered. After all, giving up at this time will only be wasted. Thinking like this, she hunched over and walked step by step. She believes that with every step she takes, she will be one step closer to her brother.

And so it was, when she came to the town out of breath. What appeared in front of him was the small jade pond family. When I was a child, I heard my father say that the Yuchi family was an inn on the desert. Although there are many people coming and going here, it is a resting place for merchants.

Here, I think you can find out about my brother's whereabouts. She stepped over the threshold, and coincidentally could hear the cacophony inside. A woman in red was settling accounts behind the counter. A shopkeeper is warmly greeting guests.

"A pot of tea!" Qiaoqiao sat on the chair and shouted loudly. Chu Chen had just come back from the backyard at this time and saw Qiaoqiao dressed in dust. knew that he was coming from the desert, so he smiled and said: "The girl has worked hard all the way, and a cup of tea moistens her throat......"

She was so thirsty that she took the kettle and poured it into her mouth. Chu Chen on the side saw it and admired her boldness. Busy changed another pot: "Girl, be careful, drink slowly." Qiaoqiao drank two large pots of tea, wiped his mouth, and opened his mouth to ask about his brother's whereabouts.

Originally, she thought that Chu Chen would definitely tell her. But she didn't know, because it was complicated. Therefore, in order to ensure the safety of the guests, Chu Chen never mentioned what he knew. Unless it's someone close to you, or someone who can provide some clues.

In this way, the clue here is broken. She took out a stack of silver tickets, handed them to Chu Chen, and said, "He is my brother, and he has been away from home for many years." I hope the boss lady can help me......" Looking at Qiaoqiao's eager eyes, Chu Chen still withdrew his hand.

Listening to Qiaoqiao's talk about her brother's appearance, the smart early morning naturally thought of Mu Chenxuan. I remember that Mu Chenxuan said to himself before. He has a younger sister, but Chu Chen is not sure yet. She excused herself and turned back to ask what was going on. It's about the privacy of the guests, and she can't make her own decisions.

The afternoon is lazy and long. The thin sunlight shone on the window of the inn. It is like a yellowed book of poems, safely wandering in this azure memory. The dim yellow sky, painted with the rolling mountains in the distance, is like a scroll of pictures that have been treasured for many years.

A few o'clock splashes of ink, and the catkins are silent. The inn is dotted with the dynamics of the picture scroll, and a few birds are cheering back to the nest. Everything is so tranquil that you can't bear to breathe. For fear of breaking this picture, a comfortable life. Qiaoqiao has never seen such a beautiful desert realm.

If it weren't for the wind or quicksand, she would have liked to live here with her brother. It's a pity that she doesn't even know where her brother is. After Chu Chen left, he never came back. Qiaoqiao was the only one left, sitting at the table boredly, holding his cheeks to pass the time.

Sometimes, she thinks of Moon Tower and Chu Junhao. There is also Xiao Yihan who hurt herself, but no matter what, it is impossible for them to replace her brother's position in her heart. Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard a sound of footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar laughter came: "Sure enough, is the little sister here?" I'm not dreaming, am I? "Looking for a voice, it is really my brother Mu Chenxuan! Qiaoqiao suddenly came to his senses, and suddenly jumped to Mu Chenxuan's side, happily like a bird.

The brother and sister met again, although it was after many years. But it was very kind, Qiaoqiao hugged Mu Chenxuan and said coquettishly: "My brother has been gone for so many years, so Qiaoqiao is worried about ......" is still that cute little sister, Mu Chenxuan smiled and nodded, very happy and satisfied.

I used to always think of my little sister and my hometown. He had thought of setting up the ruler and going home to have a look. I didn't expect Qiaoqiao to come to me, and it was really a coincidence. Mu Chenxuan stroked her little face and said lovingly: "How have you been doing in the past few years? What about the father? ”

"Not good, not good!" Qiaoqiao pouted, shook Mu Chenxuan's hand and said, "Brother doesn't know, since you left, our family has changed a lot......" Listening to Qiaoqiao's chirping voice, the ruler on the side was very envious, envious that Qiaoqiao could have a confidant.

The inn, which was originally quiet, was broken by Qiaoqiao's laughter at this time. Under the sun, Qiaoqiao smiled happily, and Mu Chenxuan was also happy. The happiest thing in the world is when relatives meet. Isn't it, even the ruler has to admit it.

At this time, Chu Chen came over with a wine jug. smiled and said, "Since your brothers and sisters are reunited, we should celebrate well." As she spoke, she asked Xiao Er to cook a few side dishes. He also instructed his subordinates to summon evening makeup, and everyone was so lively.

So there were five people sitting around the small table: Qiaoqiao, Mu Chenxuan, Chu Chen, Qi Su and evening makeup. The staggered and laughed constantly. Yuchi people here, it hasn't been so lively for a long time. Chu Chen and Qiaoqiao, as well as Mu Chenxuan's toast and drinking, are enviable.

"This is my sister's evening makeup, and I've been picking up goods outside," Chu Chen didn't forget to introduce Qiaoqiao while drinking, "She was rescued by Mu Gongzi, called Qi Su." "We know each other!" Qiaoqiao held the wine glass and got up to stand next to Qi Su, looking drunk.

How could you not know it, at that time in the Mu Mansion. Qiaoqiao has seen ruler Su and is a person with a lot of heart. She patted Qi Su on the shoulder, shook her head and said, "Sister Su, why don't you drink?" As she spoke, she poured wine for the ruler. was stopped by Mu Chenxuan.

"Little sister is drunk, Qi Su has been in a bad mood recently, so don't let her drink," Mu Chenxuan said, helping Qiaoqiao to sit down. Qiaoqiao has never seen that her brother would be so good to a strange woman. I didn't feel a little jealous in my heart, and I actually drank four or five glasses of wine in a row.

Suddenly looking back, every memory. One by one, they appear in front of me, like a collection of stories. The story of each scene is just right. Looking at the sunset in the distance, the whole sky is reflected. dyed Wanning, who was reading a book, and at that time, she washed her face with tears sadly.

Under the peach blossom tree, the charm of spring is gently sprouted. The birds on the branches chirped non-stop. In Wanning's ears, she was so envious of them. At least they have the freedom to fly and go wherever they want. Unlike her, she can only obey Jun Hao's arrangement.

Because Jun Hao said that he would follow Lin Yifan back to Donglu in advance. asked her to stay in Jiangcheng and get what the talisman was talking about. And Xiao Yihan would not doubt it, after all, what he really hoped for was left by Wan Ning. For such a decision, Wan Ning was a little scared.

I just experienced the joy of reunion, why do you want to be separated from Jun Hao. She didn't want this, she hoped that she could leave with Jun Hao. Even if you can't, don't leave her alone. This was a heavy blow to her.

The twilight shone slightly on the pool, and the garden was quiet. The sound of petals falling to the ground could be heard, and she gently picked up a piece of falling plum. I don't feel sorry for the injustice of fate, once upon a time. She is also struggling in the palace and is deeply oppressed by others. Finally, she escaped the injustice of fate.

Now she was going to repeat the same mistake, her eyes slightly closed. I only felt that my head was a little dizzy, and there was a pair of big hands behind me. Gently hugged his waist: "Ning'er, I will accompany you for the rest of my life...... Let's never separate ...... again" is so nice to hear, and Wanning is a little intoxicated.

Despite being a false comfort, Wanning still likes to listen to it. Such a promise is like a stump in late winter. After all, it will be blown down by the spring breeze as nutrients for the earth. She knew, knew that Jun Hao was comforting herself. So she doesn't want to debunk it, she just wants to listen with her heart.

In his ears, he breathed heavily. He buried his head deep into her neck. Sucking on a piece of her fragrance, it made her feel numb. In the twilight of early spring, how she wished that time could stop. Stay in this moment, even for a quarter of an hour.

Turning around to look at Jun Hao's affectionate eyes, she unconsciously snuggled into his arms. Listening to his heartbeat, she felt very warm. "Jun Hao, I don't want to be separated from you," Wan Ning said truthfully, hoping that Jun Hao could change his mind. But for the sake of his family, country, and society, Jun Hao's mind was decided.

Because Jiang Lingyan in the palace sent a letter, she asked Xiao Yihan to do so as soon as possible. Otherwise, Jun Yan will be the emperor who kills the heroes. This news was inquired by Lin Yifan. That's why Jun Hao made a temporary decision, he hoped that Wanning could understand him.

Listening to Jun Hao's analysis, Wan Ning slowly calmed down: "Okay, since you have an idea, it's inconvenient for me to force it." But it's just this time, you have to be careful. Her eyes gradually dimmed, and her mood dropped to zero without the joy she had before.

From her words, Jun Hao could hear her heartbreak. But for the sake of the country, Jun Hao had to do this. He won't give up easily, otherwise he will lose all his efforts. I didn't want Wan Ning to suddenly shake off his hand, and said coldly: "Jiangshan Sheji! Is it heavier than me? ”

She was really angry, and it was the first time for Jun Hao to see her angry. I was also very uncomfortable: "Ning'er, you want a person who understands the general situation." I promise you, wait for me to sit on the throne. I will grow old with you, but it's good to ......"

There are many promises in life, but they are always difficult to fulfill. Wanning swallowed bitter tears and turned to leave. There was a blur in front of him, and Wanning's heart skipped a few beats. Entangled in his heart, he slowly withdrew and went back to the room. I'm afraid that when Jun Hao regains the throne, she will really be blind.

The green mountains stretch, and the cut is constantly missing like water. Cangshan is slanting, and the painting is not a perfect picture. I want to write words, and I am sad every word. Plucking the pipa strings with bare hands, the strings make people break their intestines. The intestines are broken, and the flowers are red. In the garden, plum blossoms fell and fluttered one after another.

Intertwined with the wind, fluttering in the air, and countless flying flowers. At the strings, it flows into a sad river. Under the fingertips is the taste of memories, long and long. Thinking back to the conversation in the garden that day, it was really uncomfortable. As a woman, there is no choice?

Bitterness, pain, love and hate. It's just heartbreaking, lovesickness under the strings. It's like an old wine, exuding bitter memories. It really made Wanning think of the lotus fragrance garden in the harem. The dark fragrance is flying, as if to bring the memory back to a few months ago.

Closed his eyes slightly, thinking about the entanglement between Jun Yan and Concubine Li. I don't feel sorry for people, and the feelings of the world are nothing more than that. When a person can't save this relationship. will only sigh, and I don't know what will happen to Jun Yan and Concubine Li at this time.

"In the face of power, there is only about giving up ****," this is Jun Hao's answer to himself, every time he thinks about this sentence. Wanning's heart will be cut like a knife, is this her pay. It's ridiculous, it turned out to be for the right. It can really make people change their minds.

Could it be that Xiao Yihan is the same, Wan Ning doesn't believe it. If you don't believe in rights and desires, it's really hard to fill the ravine! The strings under her fingers, plucked faster and faster, will fall plum blossom petals. There is almost nothing left of the scratch, and a dark fragrance is still wandering.

A drop of blood, on the strings and fingertips, slowly slipping down. With the breeze rippling, it is like the saddest bitterness in the world. She doesn't believe it, why is the world ****. In the face of power, it will become worthless. Is there no one who is willing to give everything for the sake of emotion?

The breeze stirred at her mind, making it difficult for her to calm down. A crystal tear slipped across the sad face. Like a sweet gardenia, pure and comfortable. Jun Hao let her get close to Xiao Yihan, just to get the talisman. In this way, it is not considered a kind of utilization.

Xianyun on the side didn't feel distressed when he saw it, and his slender ten fingers were graceful. It was cut by the strings, and a little blood oozed out. stained with blood and tears, stained red plum blossoms. Jun Hao said that he wanted her to stay in Jiangcheng until she got the talisman. Could it be that what she was looking forward to was another separation from Jun Hao?

"Ning'er," Jun Hao's familiar voice echoed in his ears. Wan Ning unconsciously pressed the strings with both hands, only to hear the strings emitting a low hoarseness. It was like an ice fountain that came to an abrupt end. She raised her little face full of tears and looked at Jun Hao's eyes.

Those eyes are like stars in a cold night. But it's always unpredictable, which one is what you miss. In fact, it was already meaningless, at least in Wan Ning's opinion, she couldn't see anything, and the waiting was naturally empty. In Jun Hao's heart, he can't compete with the word power after all.

At first, she could have waited a long time to meet him. I thought I could, and I got the warm embrace of Jun Hao. But I never thought that happiness came too quickly. It was so fast that she didn't even have the opportunity to seize it. The dream is general, and it dissipates for a long time.

He reached out and slowly wiped the tears from her cheeks. The eyes are full of care that I have never had. Wanning looked at him so affectionately, unconsciously stepped forward and grabbed his hand, and asked with tears: "Jun Hao, tell me, in the end, did you ever care about me?" ”

Vague tears lingered in Wanning's heart. Her head was a little dizzy, and her eyelids were a little astringent. Crying and crying, the view in front of you. It turned into a circle of white light. She tried to keep her eyes open, but they were dizzy. In an instant, everything was in vain.