Rotating reincarnation, prosperous fireworks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info A pale scene, a sad tear. No matter how much parting is bitter, it is only for the bitter memories of that moment. Wanning leaned lazily on the bed, repeatedly looking at the blood hosta that Jun Hao gave her. A moment of sighing, a moment of tears.

Leaning alone on the sky above the west building, he sighed and sighed. Wan stared at the fluttering snowflakes and couldn't help but think of that afternoon. The slanting sun combs and scatters in the depths of the trail, reflecting beautiful colors on the snow marks. Wan Ning silently followed behind Jun Hao, stepping on the footprints he left on the snow.

His figure is tall, but he looks more and more lonely and lonely. Wan Ning followed behind step by step, imprinting the footprints of his small shoes on the footprints of his wide leather boots. The tranquility of that moment is a good picture. At least in Wanning's opinion, it is a good memory.

One is clear, one is drunk. In Wanning's mind, many pictures unconsciously appeared. He gave himself blood hosta, he fed himself medicine, and he poured out his sadness. The sections connected in series are like the crystal tears in the eye sockets, constantly hurting the place.

She put away her memories slightly, got up slowly, and turned to Xianyun and said, "Xianyun, prepare the horse, I want to go out." "It's about to snow outside," Xianyun said as he looked at the gloomy sky. Wan Ning's purpose this time is to find Jun Hao.

She can't give up, never. Maybe Jun Hao will be somewhere in Jiangcheng, or maybe he is near here. "If the girl continues to look for it like this, won't she be looking for a needle in a haystack?" Xianyun hugged the stack of cloaks and said, "It's better to let Childe help......

Want Xiao Yihan to help? Wan Ning remembered the misunderstanding, and shook her head slightly: "Forget it, if you don't want to accompany me, I'll go by myself." Looking at Wanning's sad look, how could Xianyun bear to let her go alone? She shook her arm and said with a smile, "How could I leave the girl alone?" ”

Outside the window, the sky was gloomy, and the cold wind blew from time to time, beating against the wooden lattice windows. The dark winter day seems to tear the whole sky apart. Wan Ning put on the mink cloak and went out through the back door with Xianyun. The two horses, seeing their master, kept shaking their hooves with joy.

He grabbed the reins of the horse, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and a "ride-" resounded in the sky. Soon, the two horses galloped out of the county mansion with a long roar. The twilight clouds rise, and they rise and fall. At the back door, there is a royal blue gown. His quiet eyes kept looking at the figure.

"Childe, do you want to ......" The little scholar made a move to chase out, but saw him shake his hand slightly: "She will come back, let her go." "Yes, Wanning will definitely come back. Xiao Yihan believes that because he has the person Wan Ning wants to see the most.

He didn't want to hate him, so he never told her. He knew that Wan Ning would go to the man. It's just that person has been missing in Jiangcheng for a long time. It should have disappeared without a trace after Eve's arrival. Xiao Yihan's thin lips carried a hint of resentment.

It snowed, quiet snowflakes, silently falling in this memory. Snowflakes fell on his shoulders, on his body. He was just as still as a virgin, looking at the horseshoe prints covered in snowflakes. How I wish I could turn back the clock and turn back the quarter of an hour five years ago.

"Brother Han, go back to the house!" Qiaoqiao held a small umbrella and blocked the falling snowflakes for him. Time was frozen at this moment, and his eyes never left that direction. Qiaoqiao also looked there and comforted him: "Sister Yan will come back, she will come back......"

Snowflakes, umbrellas that fall on earth, drift away at the end of the sky. Up close, clean, and flawless. Whoever sighs, who leaves whose regrets. The years are covered with wind and frost, and then looking back, it is full of infinite concern. Blurred a period of barren years, that desolate desert beach.

The wind and sand were wrapped in a bleak cold, and the camel bell slowly sounded from far to near. Xianyun was the first to see the people on the caravan, and she shouted loudly, "Look, girl! Isn't that evening makeup? "Dressed in green clothes, floating in the wind. Like duckweed gathered in summer, fresh and elegant.

Empty desert beaches, slow caravans. Only the green clothes left in the evening makeup added a summer atmosphere to the cold winter. The dry sun was mostly weakened in this harsh winter. But it still can't hide the smell of the sun on the desert beach.

"Evening makeup—" Xianyun shouted in that direction, and his voice echoed in the empty valley. Dressed in evening makeup in Tsing Yi, I saw two figures on the desert beach early in the morning. She patted the camel on the head, and the camel lay down obediently.

I saw evening makeup wearing a green coat and cloak and striding towards them. Evening makeup is Chu Chen's sister and the helper of the Yuchi family. Xianyun wiped a handful of sweat and helped Wanning to walk over slowly: "Evening makeup, where are you going?" "Go to Jiangcheng to buy goods," said the evening makeup calmly.

I remember when I passed through the desert beach. It was the evening makeup that was given to me, and the evening makeup at that time looked indifferent. She is a girl who doesn't talk much, and her plain and clean is clean. It brings a sense of tranquility and tranquility to this boring desert. It is like a breeze in the harsh winter, blowing the colors of the northern country.

Xianyun glanced at Wanning, and suddenly remembered something. Then he asked the evening makeup: "We want to find someone, can you help us?" She asked anxiously, as if she was worried about the person. The evening makeup quietly looked at Wanning behind Xian Yun and didn't say anything back.

The cold wind blows on people's faces. Wanning's longing eyes revealed a sad scene. I still remember the first time I saw Wanning, it was a quiet dusk. Sister Chuchen asked her to send someone off, and when she saw Wanning first, she felt that she was not a person who was willing to give in.

"I can't help you," the evening makeup said these six words flatly, without the slightest hint of politeness. Xianyun was anxious for a while: "Do you know how important that person is to us girls?" You could have given us it then, why didn't you help us today? ”

Looking at Xianyun's anxious appearance, the evening makeup is a lot safer. At this time, snowflakes fell in the sky and fell indirectly on the sand. The intersection is a beautiful color, and the wind and sand are everywhere, all flat and desolate. The mountains in the distance, covered with snow, resemble a thick layer of clouds.

replied casually, it was a very casual move, in Wanning's view, it was just a sudden promise of evening makeup. She looked at the evening makeup quietly, and then said to Xianyun: "Let's go, let's go on the road." Seeing Wan Ning riding on the camel, Xian Yun suddenly felt very strange.

She was about to open her mouth to ask something, but she saw that the evening makeup led a camel and said to Xianyun: "If you don't leave, we will leave you in this desert." "Girl," Xianyun looked at Wanning, and then at the evening makeup. Although the tone of the evening makeup was so calm, there was still a trace of warmth in her eyes.

Strings of camel's hoof prints, thin snowflakes soon covered the patch. The slow camel caravan walked towards the Yuchi family in Tonghua. Looking back at the end, I don't know if it is the beginning of a story, or the end of a story. Everything, there must be Wanning to fill this scene of desolation.

Spring goes to autumn and comes lushly, and the grass is overgrown in the morning. Waiting quietly in this moment, it is like a quiet picture. The fluttering clouds, wandering and waiting. It's like the original story, creating a sense of stability. The door that had been sealed for a long time was pushed by people at this time.

A few pine trees will reflect this lonely courtyard in a desolate depression. At the end of the trail covered with pine needles is a lonely building. Upstairs there were three big characters "Moon Tower", and he slowly walked in. The little scholar stood silently downstairs, not daring to take half a step.

Downstairs, the hall was empty with a few chairs and a pear wood table. On the wall hangs a picture scroll of "Three Friends of the Cold", and on both sides is a couplet: If you are uninhibited, how can you look back. On the left was a staircase, and he walked slowly up and saw Jun Hao drinking.

"You are also at ease," Xiao Yihan said, then sat down and poured himself a glass of wine. Jun Hao indifferently picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly against the glass in his hand. Then he drank it to himself, then picked up the flask and filled a small wine glass.

Looking at Jun Hao's dark eyes, Xiao Yihan suddenly remembered the early morning three years ago. He also returned to the palace and saw Jun Hao for the first time. The poignant eyes carried the irresistible domineering spirit of the emperor. Xiao Yihan, who has never spoken much, really understood the meaning of "emperor".

I saw him in Jiangcheng this time, but he had already become his prisoner. But Jun Hao has never panicked, at least for three or four days here, it is as quiet as ever. Never say a word to yourself. Xiao Yihan looked at him with a calm and steady expression, and unconsciously sighed at his composure.

"Ah Ning is here," Xiao Yihan said softly, seemingly casually. Jun Hao, who is usually quiet, actually let go of the wine glass in his hand this time. Trembling slightly, the wine in the glass rippled faintly. It can be seen that Jun Hao must have moved his mind.

Outside the window, the branches chirp and the birds chirp. At this time, it turned out to be so disturbing, Jun Hao unconsciously slowly put down the wine glass. Raising his head slightly, he looked at Xiao Yihan's meaningful smile and asked, "What do you want me to do?" "Give up the throne to His Royal Highness King Liang," Xiao Yihan said softly and skillfully.

Sure enough, everything was guessed by Jun Hao. He just came to Jiangcheng to explore the truth, but he never expected it. The truth of this scene is really angry and sad, after all, Jun Yan is his brother. He didn't want to have any friction with Jun Yan. What's more, Jun Yan's mother also raised herself.

It's probably too early to say regret or something like that. I saw Xiao Yihan playing with the wine glass in his hand, with a slightly disdainful tone: "It's a pity that your queen doesn't have the ability to kill Fu'er." Having said this, Jun Hao unconsciously looked at him slowly, and his eyes were full of calm resentment.

It turned out that Xiao Yihan deliberately released rumors, saying that he was injured because he learned that Eve was a fake princess. was poisoned by Xirong, all of this was just Xiao Yihan confusing Jun Hao. Between Eve and Xiao Yihan, a transaction started very early.

There used to be such speculations, but Jun Hao has always been making excuses for himself. He told himself that Xiao Yihan had followed him for many years and would never betray him. Even if the desire for power tempted him, it was ridiculous that all of this was just an illusion of himself.

"I won't want you to die," he said calmly to Jun Hao, "As long as I wait until King Liang ascends the throne, I will let you go......" Jun Yan, who wants to come to the harem, has already prepared everything. Whether it is the throne or emotion, Jun Hao has lost, but he is so unwilling to lose.

Many years later, when Qiaoqiao walked into this "Moon Tower" again. will recall the encounter with Jun Hao that day, and the sky is full of sunset. The setting sun reflects the entire sky, painting the mountains in the distance and the pavilions in the courtyard with a beautiful layer of color.

When the sun set, I happened to come out of the house. That meandering glow flows in every corner of the world. The bird returned to its nest, flapped its wings, and flew from the bottom of the Moon Tower into the deep forest in the distance. Her gaze slowly moved in the direction of the Moon Tower.

In the attic, there was a man dressed in a dark robe. He stood quietly, staring into the distance. At the beginning, Qiaoqiao thought it was Xiao Yihan. When she inadvertently saw the shadow on the ground, she turned around and said in surprise, "Brother Han? I, I thought that person was you......"

Following the direction of her finger, Xiao Yihan saw Jun Hao's lonely figure. Just like myself three years ago, I was lonely and waiting for Wanning's return. But waiting for the news of Wanning's entry into the palace, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom. At that moment, he wanted to see Wanning and ask about his original promise.

Xu is the passage of time, Xu is the change of people's hearts. What Xiao Yihan was waiting for was just Wanning's "last resort", as if time had already turned her into another person. Too much reluctance in the world will become unrecognizable with the mottled years.

"Brother Han, who is he?" Qiaoqiao asked suspiciously, she thought it was in the world. Except for a quiet man like Xiao Yihan, there is no one else. Now it seems that she is lonely and unheard. "Chu Junhao, the monarch of the Eastern Foot Kingdom," Xiao Yihan replied lightly.

Such a grand word, in Xiao Yihan's mouth, became worthless. Qiao Qiao's eyes widened unconsciously: "The monarch of the Donglu Kingdom? He, how could he be here? "I locked him up," he said, turning around and sitting down on a stone bench under the plum tree.

Listening to his such indifferent words, calm tone. Qiaoqiao wouldn't have thought he would do it anyway. She looked at the man in the attic again, and in the setting sun, he looked like a statue made of golden light. Then he asked repeatedly, "Why do you want to lock him up?" What crime did he commit? You are not afraid of violating the king's law......"

He listened quietly to Qiaoqiao's questioning, and waited until Qiaoqiao was tired of talking. Fang Cai slowly spoke: "You don't need to know this, you can take care of him in the future." "Am I not guilty of sin, then?" Qiaoqiao shouted loudly, "If you don't make it clear, I will tell my father tomorrow!" ”

"If my guess is right, Donglu will usher in a new emperor," Xiao Yihan closed his eyes slightly, and gently touched his middle finger with the thumb of his right hand. This is one of his movements, Qiaoqiao is very clear. It means that Xiao Yihan has already done things in his chest.

It was only at this time that Qiaoqiao said what Xiao Yihan said. One by one, and then I thought back to the past few days. I guessed something, and I said in a low voice: "Could it be, do you want to usurp the throne?" She said word by word, as if hoping that he would answer no.

"If you say it, it will be difficult for me to save your life," he looked at Qiaoqiao's frightened eyes and said indifferently, "You have to take good care of him." There were no more superfluous words, and Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a sense of crisis. But now, it's just a little bit of a taste.