The spring day murmurs the fragrance after the rain, revealing tranquility and serenity. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The flowers and trees in the forest are crystal clear and dew-dewned. In the sunlight, a rainbow of hues is revealed. Those nectar that passed away with the wind had already taken away the memories without a trace.

The willow forest slope is very large, and Duanmu Rong walks on the muddy path one foot deep and one foot shallow. It was easy to get to the cabin in the woods, but it was almost a slide. After hearing that it was the Duanmu royal family, Liu Ziyu ignored her anymore. This made Duanmu Rong even more suspicious, so she simply followed quietly.

A small thatched hut is Xiao Yihan's shelter. When the fire burned down the palace, Xiao Yihan led the soldiers to resist and was finally defeated by the enemy. Fortunately, he saved his life and was saved by Yan Li'er, who came later. The two of them went incognito and meditated here to heal their wounds.

It's just that I don't know where I got the news, saying that I want to seize the border pass talisman. Xiao Yihan destroyed the talisman and delivered the pattern to the Mu family. I was eager to bring it back to Yuchi, but I didn't know that it would harm the Mu family in the end. This was something he never expected, and if it had been that, he wouldn't have done it in the first place.

The air in the forest is exceptionally fresh after the rain, and Duanmurong is the first time to come to the suburbs. I looked around left and right, but I saw the birds singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the insects were singing and the grass was singing. There is quite a paradise artistic conception, come to this forest. Duanmu Rong just felt happy, and those unhappiness had long since disappeared.

Listening to the singing of larks and smelling the fragrance of wild flowers, Duanmu Rong seemed to have returned to the grassland in that dreamland. There are no worries, just happiness. At that moment, she even thought that if she could, she would also live here for the rest of her life.

"The girl is Ziyu's friend?" There was a yellow warbler-like question behind him, and Duanmu Rong turned back unconsciously. But I saw that the person in front of me was wearing a blue gauze skirt with a jade sweat towel wrapped around her waist. Like water eyes, full of smiles. Dignified and quiet, great and otherworldly.

If it weren't for that question, Duanmu Rong must have thought she was a fairy. There have always been many fairies in the forest, this is a legend that Duanmu Rong heard when she was a child. She looked at the woman in front of her in a daze, and realized more and more that she was detached. Duanmu Rong is a layman.

Being looked at like this by Duanmu Rong, Li'er felt a little embarrassed. She smiled indifferently, like a blooming water lotus: "Girl, please come into the house, I've been standing outside for a long time, and the dew is very cold." As she spoke, she led the way. The wildflowers on the side of the road are in full bloom, indifferent and clean.

Rays of sunlight pierce through the forest mist, illuminating a layer of fragrant soil. The wet dew was quickly evaporated, and the birds began to spread their wings and sing merrily. The forest, which was quiet at first, is now very lively. It's like a symphony of spring.

A light tea, green tea buds picked from the forest. The dew is soaked, and there is a hint of bitterness. Watching Duanmu Rong gulp down, Li'er smiled slightly: "When using tea, you must know that one cup is a taste, two cups are drink, and three cups are stupid——"

Listening to what Li'er said, Duanmu Rong hurriedly put down the teacup. I went to look at Lil again, but saw her gently pick up the teacup. Then she put it on Sakura's lips and took a small sip slowly. The tea rhyme and tea flavor were all spit out, and Duanmu Rong admired Li'er more and more.

So Duanmu Rong also followed Li'er's example and slowly drank tea. Suddenly, Li'er asked, "Since the girl is Ziyu's friend, why don't you join Ziyu?" The careful Li'er found that Duanmu Rong kept a certain distance from Liu Ziyu.

"He always bullied me," Duanmu Rong pursed her lips, thinking about what Liu Ziyu said. I realized Liu Ziyu's hatefulness more and more, and his arrogant expression when he spoke was annoying. She is a dignified princess of the royal family, and it is the first time that she has been so neglected.

The wind rose in the woods, blowing the leaves that had not yet dried. The bells that connect the corners of the house make a crisp and pleasant sound, and the murmuring of the stream in the distance. It was as if it was a puff of ethereal green smoke, enveloping the forest. All the troubles in the world have been forgotten.

A pear blossom wooden table, a cup of tea, and a wisp of the fragrance of acacia flowers. Duanmu Rong was already drunk in it, looking at Yan Lier's appearance, it became more and more sweet under the incense. "How is he, bullying you?" Yan Li'er's words made Duanmu Rong not know how to answer.

After thinking about it carefully, Duanmu Rong said: "He said that I have a very bad temper, and I can't compare to anything, what is the daughter of the Mu family, ......" Before she finished speaking, she felt a little drowsy. What's the matter, I was still very awake when I first came in.

Yes, probably because I'm tired. At this time, Duanmu Rong didn't know that she had fallen into a trap and couldn't extricate herself. She is Duanmu Rong, the third princess of Xirong. How could Liu Ziyu not be wary, so Yan Li'er pulled Duanmu Rong first.

Originally, Liu Ziyu didn't want to hurt Duanmu Rong, but Xiao Yihan said that it was indispensable to guard against people. So the incense was lit and some rosemary was added. Since Duanmu Rong refused to return to the house and followed Liu Ziyu to come, it was no wonder that they came.

After listening to Xiao Yihan's explanation, Liu Ziyu could only nod in approval. It's just that he didn't expect that he hurt Duanmu Rong. It hurt Duanmu Rong's heart, as well as the vague emotions between them. Duanmu Rong's willfulness is just her nature.

It was also in the later days that Duanmu Rong came to understand. I was deceived by Liu Ziyu, and I was the last person to know the truth. Duanmu Rong really didn't understand why everyone was lying to her and letting her live like a fool.

Xiao Yihan lied to her that he could give her a wedding. Who knew that in the end, it was a strange encounter, which made her the laughing stock of Xirong. Since then, he has been lonely and old, and that happiness has long since disappeared with the weather. Liu Ziyu deceived her trust and made her a thorn in Xirong's side.

For Xirong, Duanmu Rong is a "traitor". For Donglu, Duanmu Rong is "fine". This is the result they want, Duanmu Rong wanted to explain with teary eyes, but she couldn't argue. Not only was he expelled from the Duanmu family, but he also had to endure the ridicule of the world.

However, all the results are just a deception by Liu Ziyu. Duanmu Rong sneered: "Liu Ziyu, what's wrong with me Duanmu Rong, you want you to use me like this?" Even though she hated Liu Ziyu, she still treated him as a friend in exchange for sincerity.

In other words, Duanmu Rong is just lonely. She wanted to find someone to talk to, even if it was good to sit with each other. "Your heart, I understand," Yan Li'er said, her thoughts unconsciously flew back to the lotus fragrance garden a year ago.

The breeze is blowing, blowing a pool of spring pear blossoms. It's just that the Si people have passed away, but the lotus is still there. I don't know if the lotus flowers bloomed that year, Yan Lier stayed alone in the willow forest slope. It's just for Chu Junyan, the brother Yan in her heart. The man who took her back.

When you're free, you can talk to the tombstone. Tell Chu Junyan about her recent situation. Time has passed, and those memories of the past have become a thing of the past. It doesn't matter who is right or who is wrong. "Don't be obsessed with that," Yan Li'er advised, "try your heart." ”

The heart has a wound, how to heal. When Duanmu Rong heard with her own ears, Liu Ziyu and Xiao Yihan's plan. She suddenly understood that she was a marionette. Where is it in Father Khan, it is also in the house, and when I get to Liulinpo, I still can't escape!

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and night falls. The clouds scattered in the sky are alienated and detached. Set off the mountains in the distance, the glass lights loom brightly. Wade through the moonlight and through the wilderness. The sight of déjà vu is now going to be staged again.

Flipping through the book of memories, every handwriting is stirring the beating heart. The old days are in a hurry, and I can't catch the tail of time. Quietly by the candle flame, helplessly watching the time pass quietly. Sometimes I want to collect bits and pieces of time.

It's just that time is too cruel, and he always inadvertently takes away the memories that belong to the past. It's okay, it's good that this time I finally waited for this moment. Qi Su looked coldly at the bed, Duanmu Ruiping's body gradually getting colder. I was finally relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Once the man in front of him ruined everything he had. Qi Su naturally will not be merciful, she wants him to taste the saddest fate in the world, and wants him to die at her own hands. In this way, he will be worthy of Lin Yifan. Worthy of the past, their own persistent dedication.

Feeling aggrieved, sad, and depressed. All the pain is buried in the heart, and as a meticulous work, it is absolutely impossible to show emotions. Especially now, the tears of the ruler are swirling in the eyes sockets. Then he swallowed it back. She can't, shed tears at this time.

She should be happy that Duanmu Ruiping is dead. The time came for her to be free, and she no longer had to endure such suffering. All the pain will be melted away with the weather. For this moment, she waited so hard. Fortunately, Wang Lianying is here, otherwise Qi Su really doesn't know what to do.

Originally, Yuan Yibin left the palace, and the plan would be put aside. But Wang Lianying's appearance made Qi Su see hope again. She will never give up, even if there is a glimmer of hope at the last moment. Now that the plan has succeeded, Qi Su and Wang Lianying are crying with joy.

"Father Khan-" Duanmu Kun, who came later, saw the amiable Duanmu Ruiping at first sight. Immediately cried bitterly, although it was part of the plan, but in the end it was his father Khan. Duanmu Kun couldn't help it, lay on Duanmu Ruiping's body, and cried sadly.

I thought that as long as I followed the plan of the ruler and walked towards victory step by step. But the person who sacrificed in the end finally made Duanmu Kun feel deeply guilty. In his mind, memories flashed one by one. At that time, my father Khan was heroic and talked and laughed.

I remember the first time I learned to ride a horse when I was seven years old. At that time, his father Khan gave himself a foal. He also taught himself hand-in-hand, bending his bow and shooting arrows to hunt. The sound of the fierce wind on the grassland is the ardent hope of his father Khan.

It's just that everything has changed, since entering Kyoto. Power began to replace everything, making Duanmu Kun suddenly feel that his heart for his father Khan was getting more and more distant. "Lord An," Qi Su reminded softly on the side, "At this time, it's not the time to be sad, it's better to think about the next ......."

How did he know that Duanmu Kun was a man of temperament, he listened to Qi Su's words. wiped a handful of tears, suddenly grabbed her shoulder, and said fiercely: "Yu Qisu! It's you, it's all you—the death of Father Khan, it's all your own doing! I want your life! ”

"It's okay if I'm dead," Qi Su really looked at the wrong person, Duanmu Kun was a fool. At this time, I still care about personal grievances. It's just that the original plan is a deaf ear. "But it's just Duanmu Kang's army, just outside the palace—"

This is another conspiracy in the plan, and Qi Su secretly gave the talisman to Duanmu Kang. She wants to take advantage of this opportunity to sow discord between the two brothers. There was civil strife in Xirong, so naturally there was no time to take care of the reinforcements in the eastern foothills. Outside the window, the wind sounded, and the wind chimes jingled and jingled.

The moonlight faded into darkness, and there was only the occasional wind in the air. A few bits of greenery blowing on the branches, in this warm spring, exude the heat of the day. Under the flowers and trees, next to the lake, there is indeed a little coolness. Wrapped in a burst of fragrance, ushering in the beginning of summer half a month later.

Under the eaves of the corridor, behind the wooden lattice windows, the candle shadows swayed. The embroidered soft curtain covered a sadness, and the room gradually quieted down. There was only a sense of grievance left, and Duanmu Kun's tears were still in the corners of his eyes. But he has to face a cruel reality that he can't accept.

When Qi Su saw that Duanmu Kun was about to call the palace people, he immediately stopped: "What is Prince An going to do?" Don't you want them to know that you killed the Great Khan, right? "What do you mean by that?" Duanmu Kun's eyes widened and he asked puzzled.

Naturally, this was something Duanmu Kun never expected. He always thought that as long as he listened to the words of the ruler, he would definitely get the throne. It's just that the price is too heavy, and he regrets it a lot. It turns out that the price is so heavy.

It is not so much that Qi Su did it, but that he killed his father Khan. If it weren't for his greed for wealth, how could he have listened to the words of Qi Su. He knelt on the ground for a long time, complaining about himself incessantly. If he could, he wouldn't do it.

It's just that he was collected by his father Khan, not to mention that he is the eldest son. How can there be no right to inherit, it seems that it is indeed a desire for profit. Duanmu Kun, who blamed himself and felt guilty, was seen by Qi Su, and snorted coldly: "Those who have achieved great things are not informal!" ”

Things have come to this point, what else to do. Duanmu Kun valued love and righteousness, and thought he could use it. Unexpectedly, he couldn't help him so much, which made Qi Su a little disappointed. But in that case, you just have to bite the bullet and move forward.

Now I have to keep it a secret, and those folds continue to be handed over. Deliver Duanmu Kun to deal with it - when Duanmu Kang takes the throne, there will naturally be a reason. This is also another strategy of Qi Su, otherwise how to provoke and how to make Duanmu Kang believe.

Hearing Qi Su's thoughts, Duanmu Kun immediately shook his head in denial. He killed his father Khan, and he should have made amends. Otherwise, he would not be at ease even if he became a king. If you have already made a mistake, you can't add to make a mistake.

"Are you crazy?" Qi Su shouted at Duanmu Kun in a low voice, "At this time, Duanmu Kang is holding the talisman and waiting outside!" He'll say you've hurt the Great Khan, and he'll kill you justifiably!" This is what Qi Su deliberately said, she had already calculated it.

On the one hand, she created the illusion that Duanmu Kun killed Duanmu Ruiping, and on the other hand, she handed over the talisman to Duanmu Kang. asked him to wait outside for news, and then killed Duanmu Kun to "clear the king's side". Those courtiers are naturally panicked, and Donglu will take the opportunity to take Kyoto.

Because there is no news from Yuchi, Qi Su does not dare to act rashly. She has already written a letter to the past, and will receive a reply about tomorrow. In just three days, she will be able to be with Lin Yifan. Thinking of this, Qi Su was very excited.

The city is full of greenery. Those willow trees have grown, and the willows are as green as silk. A few gardenias attached to the willow trees are also blooming quietly. I just don't know, the gardenia that opened in the Zhengyang Hall is still good. The ruler can see those days that have passed.