The twilight is low, rendering a vicissitudes of the past. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Liuxia is miserable, persistent and hesitant. In my ears, the familiar sound of a flute wafted by. But through the forest, straight up to the clouds. Disturbed by the countless flying flowers, see the glitz of the world. A thought is persistent, for whom to confide.

Downstairs, dressed in a snow-blue shirt. Stretched by the sunset, it seems to have a bit of a lonely taste. The fire clouds will ignite everything in the world with a piece of brilliance. The sound of the flute is melodious, like the glow flowing in the desert. Slowly and lightly, the people of the jade pond in this twilight.

Every time I think about the color of this scene, Qiaoqiao's ears always echo with a flute sound. She couldn't forget the familiar sound of the flute. After spending the long night with her, she couldn't forget the snow-white mutton fat jade. This fate is all because of mutton fat jade.

learned from his brother Mu Chenxuan that it turned out to be ten years ago. The father really saved a woman, and used mutton fat jade as a medium to give Qiaoqiao, who was only ten years old at the time, to Yan Shunqi. Things in the world, over and over again, are so ingenious.

No one would have thought that six years later, the heavens would arrange this encounter. At this time, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. She just knew she couldn't forget that person. Even when I dream at night, I will hear the ethereal sound of the flute, tired and elegant.

Xu is the arrangement of fate, and Xu is the chance of karma. Let Qiaoqiao meet, in this rainy season in the twilight of spring. It becomes mournful and warm, mixed with a faint fragrance of gardenias. Scattered at the end of the sky, and then spent hand in hand with Yan Shunqi. This relationship, Qiaoqiao is very grateful.

The sun sets, reflecting the thin colors. Mu Chenxuan turned around and looked at Qiaoqiao, his eyes looking straight at the snowy shirt downstairs. For a while, he smiled unconsciously and said: "It's really a strange fate, if my father knows about it, he will be very pleased." ”

Speaking of this, Qiaoqiao's face turned red. If it were on weekdays, Qiaoqiao would definitely reason with his brother. Now that she knew this story, she was naturally happy in her heart. It turns out that what Yan Shunqi said is true. It's good that Qiaoqiao thought he was cheating on himself.

It's just that after the joy, Qiaoqiao suddenly frowned. Yan Shunqi is the secretary of Dali Temple and a second-class official of the imperial court. Come to think of it, there must be a lot of concubines around. He said that he would marry himself, probably to fulfill his promise. Thinking of this, Qiaoqiao was a little sad.

If this is the case, this fate will be over. Looking at Qiaoqiao's hesitant appearance, Mu Chenxuan comforted: "Little sister, just rest assured, wait for me to ask." If he deceives your feelings, I will not allow it! "Since he was a child, Mu Chenxuan has cherished this sister very much.

Who knew that Qiaoqiao suddenly grabbed his sleeve, blushed and shook his head: "It's better to say goodbye...... I, I ......" she never spoke, without punctuation. But now she is spitting, she doesn't want Yan Shunqi to talk about herself. If you climb the high branches.

What's more, along the way, he talked back to him. If he holds a grudge in his heart, he will definitely laugh at himself when the time comes. Qiaoqiao doesn't want to be ridiculed by Yan Shunqi in the future. Because she knew that Yan Shunqi was very useless when she spoke. I felt very uncomfortable when I heard it.

For the first time, I was bored with something like this. Qiaoqiao's heart was chaotic, in Mu Chenxuan's opinion. Qiaoqiao finally has the appearance of a daughter's family, and she used to be very arrogant. Like a boy, someone will control her this time. In the future, Mu Chenxuan will also rest assured.

The green hills in the distance stretch endlessly. Under the reflection of the setting sun, it becomes more and more thick and deep. The birds chirped a few times in the woods, and then slowly quieted down. The front door of the Yuchi family was also closed. I could only hear the backyard and the sound of horses grazing from time to time.

It's quiet, with the occasional footsteps on the street. Listen carefully, but dissipate again. In a few days, it's time to stun. So there will be a lot of small insects coming out of the grass. Therefore, every household must prepare wormwood incense to drive away snakes and rats.

On the gate of the Yuchi family, there are also a few branches of wormwood. This custom is very similar to the Dragon Boat Festival in the Central Plains. It's just that the wormwood here is to be hung until May. Because of the border area, there are always a lot of snakes and rats. Fortunately, the Yuchi family has built a high platform.

The guest rooms in the inn are also built on the second floor. Qiaoqiao couldn't sleep because of the mosquitoes in the house. She planned to find Chu Chen, and asked for a few sticks of wormwood to smoke. As soon as he walked downstairs, he saw Yan Shunqi behind the candlelight.

He sat there alone, still at the same table he had met for the first time. Same corner, same place. The mood was different from the first time, and Qiaoqiao suddenly stopped. The five tastes are mixed, and I feel a little embarrassed. Ever since her brother talked about this relationship, she felt a little estranged.

knew that the person in front of him was really his fiancé. In addition, Qiaoqiao is really moved, so he is always embarrassed to face him. When she turned to leave, she suddenly heard Yan Shunqi's voice behind her: "You haven't repaid me yet." ”

How, is it in his heart. Just in addition to this sentence, Qiaoqiao's heart suddenly became angry. She hurried up to him, annoyed: "If it were to repay you, I would not marry you!" I'm not an object! She said so eloquently that even she froze.

In other words, Qiaoqiao at this time didn't know what he said. She stood in front of Yan Shunqi in a daze, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. Yan Shunqi looked at her so uncomfortable, thinking about Fang Cai. What Mu Chenxuan said to himself, he was a little happy in his heart.

I remember that Mu Chenxuan said that his sister was spoiled a little bit. The temper is not very good, but the heart is still very kind. "Do you want to marry her for that promise?" Mu Chenxuan was a little worried, afraid that Yan Shunqi would live up to Qiaoqiao's heart.

"I have never been tempted by any woman," Yan Shunqi said seriously, "Except for Miss Mu, Master Mu can rest assured." I will take care of Qiaoqiao for the rest of my life. From his words, Mu Chenxuan read serious and responsible. At least he's not, the kind of person who likes the new and hates the old.

So Mu Chenxuan nodded, and said solemnly: "I hope that you can take care of her instead of me." "Not just in place, but as a husband. Thinking of this, Yan Shunqi looked at Qiaoqiao angrily again. I didn't feel ridiculous about her words.

He drank the wine in his cup slowly, and then said indifferently: "So, if it weren't for repayment, you would marry me?" His words were word for word, mixed with a slight expectation. At this time, Qiaoqiao realized that he had indeed said something wrong.

No, not to say wrong. But every time she says something, it will be cleverly cracked by Yan Shunqi. It's even strange that he seems to be able to see into his own heart. Unconsciously, Qiaoqiao looked into his eyes. It seems to see what he meant, as if he was not joking.

Under the poplar tree, next to the Taihu Lake stone, the small bridge pond water. A bush of gardenias bloomed in the wind, and under the blowing of the south wind, it exuded a faint smell. Scattered, it seems that he has returned to his hometown after many years of absence. I still remember that there are still this elegant gardenia in my hometown.

Pluck the strings and slowly flow under your fingertips. Flowing through every period of time, swimming in this dusk afternoon. It's like floating years, reincarnation tossing and turning. It seems that every word Wanning said is stirring Xiao Yihan's heartstrings.

It was as if he had never imagined that the imperial court would treat him like this. What I said at the beginning was just to get graceful condensation. How could he have imagined that everything would become out of control. Is it that he is too obsessed, or that he really did something wrong.

Right and wrong have long been indistinct. And why should you care about the will of the imperial court. It's just that the court wants him to die, and he has to rethink. The next step in your plan is whether you want to continue or not. If there is any way to continue, it is to confront the imperial court.

Looking back, if you disobey the imperial court, you are willing to give up Wanning. He wouldn't have done that, five years ago. He repented of what he had done. Now he will not leave Wanning alone, leaving her alone to cry sadly.

However, the things of the world are unpredictable. Just as when he followed Wan Ning to return to the Central Plains, he was intercepted halfway. The end of the brave resistance is nothing but at the expense of sacrifice. In exchange for Wanning's freedom, such an ending made him a little mocking.

If you think about it carefully, it's just for the word "love". The obsession that has been waiting for five years has finally been shattered. Like an amber that shattered thousands of years away. It's just that in his life, the only regret is that he didn't get Wanning's understanding.

The emotions of the past have long been turned into flying gardenias. Scattered in the sea of suffering, he has long been nowhere to be found. He could only look at Wan Ning and smile indifferently: "You are finally willing to care about me......" The words were weak, making Wan Ning cry bitterly.

In an instant, Xiao Yihan seemed to be back to five years ago. Dressed in military uniform, beside the gardenia bush, he said to Wanning with a smile: "Wait for me, wait for me to come back, and marry you." The promise of that time has become yellowed and has become an unforgettable memory.

Now that I think about it, it's just a dream. I couldn't touch the warmth of that time, and only the damp breath of the air was left. looked at the crystal tears in Wanning's eyes. He was very relieved, it turned out that Wanning was crying for herself. It's good, it's good, it's good.

I'm afraid that in the future, I will no longer be able to accompany Wanning. Unable to keep his promise, he had a smile in his eyes. turned to regret and slowly left this piece of red dust. The rain and tide are flying, and the whole place is sad. Wan Ning cried and cried, and suddenly felt guilty.

He left, Xiao Yihan left. Her Han brother left himself like this, and this is the end. Wanning shook her head in disbelief and called softly: "Brother Han, Brother Han...... Ah Ning has been waiting for you, waiting for you to come back...... Marry me......"

The words were poignant, under a thin curtain of rain. There was a sad breath wafting through, and Wan condensed in his arms. Thinking about the promise made at that time, I only hated why I left. Even later, he became a different person. In Wan Ning's heart, she is still her A Ning.

A Ning, A Ning. Yes, from now on, no one will ever call themselves by this name. Jun Hao calls himself "Ning'er", and Jun Yan calls himself "Xiao Ning". But it is not as real as this "A Ning", and it will not be forgotten many years later.

Dead vines and old trees begin to slowly sprout. Under the infiltration of rain, it grows hard. Every green leaf sparkles under the rain curtain. Sometimes, it's not impatient. It's not that there is no waiting, but there is no fate. Just like this rain, it is very timely for the dead trees.

In fact, life is nothing more than this, but one life is too rushed. After all, I can't grasp the passing years. Next to the table, Wanning could hear it. Xiao Yihan, who was sitting opposite, was silent all the time. He seemed to be wondering what his plans were for the next step.

No matter what, Wan Ning just needs Xiao Yihan to be safe. Therefore, for his safety, Wanning had to make sure that he was away from the court. Maybe Xiao Yihan can think about it and leave like Eve. Go far away and live your own life. Approximately, this would save his life.

However, things in the world are always not as people want, how can the court let Xiao Yihan go. When he helped the imperial court, he already had a lot of military information. What's more, he still has half a piece of talisman, and the court will not let him go. I wanted to persuade him to throw himself into Jun Hao, but he still gave up.

Naturally, the two of them would not join forces, so it was better for Xiao Yihan to escape at this time. Thinking like this, Wan Ning spoke: "If you live, leave now." Just eight words, but it is a sincere heart. But where did she think that Xiao Yihan was not a person who was reluctant to steal peace.

Outside the window, the rain is fine, blowing with the warm breeze. The breath of spring will float in every corner of the world. Wan Ning could hear the sound of Xiao Yihan's fingers tapping on the table. She is very familiar, this is clearly what Xiao Yihan means.

The familiar action made Wanning very worried. She couldn't understand why Xiao Yihan wanted to go deep into the tiger's den. If you have to fight against the imperial court, it's not better to simply live. Or rather, what Xiao Yihan decided. No one can change it, not even Wanning.

The raindrops began to get heavier, and you could hear the sound of the rain hitting the windows, crackling, and quite rhythmic. I don't know how long it took before I heard Xiao Yihan's voice: "Ah Ning, I want to go back to the Central Plains." The Central Plains he is talking about is Kyoto in the east.

The people in the east call the west of Tonghua Town "border pass". A tall wall, a desolate desert. Blocking the border and the Central Plains, so the passing merchants. Ride a camel with the sound of camel bells. Slowly going back and forth, doing all kinds of business.

Maybe Xiao Yihan has planned it, or maybe he has other plans. In any case, Wanning is not allowed. She has already lost the news of Jun Hao, how can she lose Xiao Yihan again at this time. A promise sent Xiao Yihan into the abyss of pain.

How could Wan Ning be hurt again this time. She tried to keep her eyes open, wanting to see Xiao Yihan's face. But it was a blur, only a dim candle flame. Shaking in front of her eyes, Wan Ning sighed softly. My eyes are really useless.

"I'll go with you!" Wan Ning said categorically, but was rejected by Xiao Yihan: "No, your eyes are not very good, it is better to stay here, I will rest assured." "He's right, he really can't see anything.

Whether it's taking medication or acupuncture. After all, it has no effect, but it is becoming more and more obscure. My memory is not as good as before, and I always think that Jun Hao is still around. Occasionally came back to his senses, only to know that Jun Hao had left. The surroundings are a little desolate, and the wind is quite helpless.