A small crescent moon that hooks the past. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is indifferent, who knows. The old days are gone. The zither has been broken, the string has cooled, and the tears have been exhausted. Who will remember that gardenias bloom at the end of summer. It was still the season of light rain and flowers, and the nobles of Ping entered the palace.

At that time, the noble man of Ping was called Chen Shaoping. This name is a bit masculine, which was specially obtained by his father Chen Shuge. This is the hope that she can be as strong as a boy. But the noble lady is a quiet little woman.

If it is said that the draft of previous years entered the palace, it is inconvenient for Ping nobles to think about anything. It's just that he entered the palace this time, but it was for the poor sister. Because of her sister's departure, Ping Guiren felt very sad. She had a deep hatred for this palace wall.

The moment he lived in Jinxiang Palace and was named a "nobleman" began. She never left, this is her own beautiful tomb. How many times, she thought about avenging her sister. It's a pity that her character is too weak, so she always thinks about it in her heart.

It's a warm afternoon, and the sun is shining. Pingguiren leaned on the beauty couch to read, and the light spilled through the wooden lattice window shrouded her whole body. Jun Hao, who just pushed the door in, saw it, and suddenly felt that the noble person at this time was like a mortal fairy, otherworldly.

She quietly looked at the book, and the comfortable time wandered in the meantime. From that moment on, Jun Hao slowly walked into Jinxiang Palace and into the hearts of Ping nobles. If that's fine, if it's just a normal conversation. No one can stop the fate of long-term love.

"Chu Junhao, I hate you," Ping Guiren gritted his teeth and said this, and the edge of emotion was hatred. Living with hatred is not what the Ping nobles want. If you want to move the demons, the little prince in the womb will be able to explain everything.

At that time, the noble Ping and Jun Hao seemed to have formed some kind of tacit understanding. It seems that all the things on the mind, Ping Guiren can guess through. So after Jun Hao went down to the court, he liked to go to Jinxiang Palace the most. It was only later, with the appearance of Wanning. All this has changed, shattering the original tranquility.

She believes that she has a little prince, and she can figure out what is on her mind. But Jun Hao's heart was occupied little by little by Wanning. Pingguiren has to admit that he wants to get a person's heart. It is far from enough to have a flower and a moon, but also to have the courage and strength of grace.

So slowly, Jinxiang Palace lost its original brilliance. Only the imperial doctor sent will say a word to the noble Ping. This imperial doctor is Yuan Yibin, a very caring man. "Lord Yuan," Ping's eyes were filled with tears.

She was finally rescued from the sea of fire when Jun Hao. But being abandoned by Jun Hao again, this feeling is really uncomfortable. Until he saw Yuan Yibin, Pingguiren's tears could no longer be stopped. She thought that her fate could be over.

It's just that she has forgotten, forgotten who she used to be. Yuan Yibin looked at the once, quiet Pingguiren. Now the wind and dust are scarred, and the noble people are covered in scars. Yuan Yibin was a little surprised, he had never seen a noble person like Ping, strong and forbearing.

"You're alone, walking back?" Yuan Yibin asked again, "Didn't you see the guarding Xirong soldiers?" "I'm so tired," Ping Guiren nodded slightly, as he finished speaking. almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Yuan Yibin helped her.

Between the four eyes, there are two wandering hearts. The noble people of Ping could see the pity and pity in Yuan Yibin's eyes. She smiled and said, "Lord Yuan, you and I are destined...... A gust of wind blew, and she only felt that her eyes were black and slowly blurred.

A small room with a few faint red candles. Shaking a few stars of light, a few points of warmth. A guqin table, pen and ink on the table. There is also a room full of books, exuding a strong smell of books. Walking slowly, the moonlight on the windowsill is just right.

Bypassing a compartment, there is a cage of beds. Yuan Yibin greeted Chen Shaoping and said with a smile: "You can sleep here for the time being tonight, and I will arrange you again tomorrow." Watching Yuan Yibin make the bed and fold the quilt for himself, Shao Ping suddenly felt very happy.

At least on a cold autumn night, a house can be found. And it's ok, sleep soundly. This is a gift of fate for the noble people of Ping. She gently stroked the books in the room, and smiled slightly: "Lord Yuan's collection of books is really a lot. ”

"This is my study," Yuan Yibin walked over from the side and smiled embarrassedly, "There are other rooms too, but they haven't cleaned ......up" Hearing Yuan Yibin say this, Ping Guiren was very pleased. It can be seen that Yuan Yibin is very concerned about himself.

A cold wind blew, and Yuan Yibin hurriedly closed the window. He closed the curtain again, and then said to Pinggui: "Pingguiren rests early, and the lower official will retire." "Lord Yuan," Guiren Ping called Yuan Yibin, who was about to leave, and said, "In the future, call my name." ”

Her voice was a little low, and she sounded very sad. How could she not be sad that she had already left the palace. It's no longer the "Ping noble", she wants to be herself. Then this name, let it go with the wind.

Yuan Yibin paused for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, Miss Chen." "I really don't understand, Yuan Yibin is really confused. Pingguiren wanted to tell him what he wanted. But they didn't know how to speak, and for a while, the two were silent for a long time.

In this way, Yuan Yibin slowly withdrew from the room. Looking at the back of him leaving, Shao Ping only felt a little strange. I don't know why, when she really faced Yuan Yibin. But suddenly, I felt a little estranged from him. That layer of diaphragm can't be broken.

How can I tell it? What's more, at this time, war is raging. It was probably not the right time, Shao Ping was lying on the bed. Tossing and turning, unable to sleep. When he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Yuan Yibin's figure.

In the dream, blood spattered peach blossoms, and the six armies shouted the platform. For a moment, the battle flags were flying and the shouts were hoarse. The old dry tree was getting older and older, and a few crows were hovering in the branches. The screams were terrible, as if they were taking people into a terrible dream.

At this moment, a sharp arrow pierced deep into Shao Ping's shoulder socket. She sat up in exclamation, only to realize that it had been a dream. She wiped the sweat from her head, only to feel cold. Raise your head and look out the window at the dark night and the moon and stars.

It's just that this dream, why is it so real? Shao Ping got out of bed and slowly walked to the table, thinking about finding a book to read. But suddenly I heard someone whispering outside the window. It's so late, who could it be? Shao Ping was curious for a moment, and listened carefully with her ears close to her ears.

"Let her go!" It's a female voice, like Yuan Xiyue's voice. Full of grievances, I can hear it very clearly in the night. Shao Ping was taken aback, why did she come by herself, but Yuan Xiyue had such an attitude. For some reason, Shao Ping felt a little lonely.

It was also Yuan Xiyue's words that made Shao Ping leave Yuan Yibin and leave Kyoto. No matter what the fate is from now on, there will be no more entanglements with Yuan Yibin. Although Chen Shaoping is weak, she is by no means a person who is bullied!

The wind was whistling and hoarse, and it seemed that there was no intention of stopping. Through a layer of wooden lattice windows, you can feel the small vicissitudes of this world. Heaven and earth are empty, covering the four wildernesses. Those days that have passed have long since disappeared with the wind.

Wandering all the way, the old days are gone. When time passed repeatedly, the withered gardenia was still quietly waiting. It doesn't disappear because of who leaves. At least not yet, because of an obsession.

"I'll take revenge," Jun Hao looked in the direction of Kyoto, his eyes full of hatred. How can there be no hatred, Xirong is now rampant in Kyoto, and the people have long been miserable. When Jun Hao left Kyoto, he left Lin Yifan secretly observing in Kyoto.

The news came that the city of Kyoto was empty. The land that was once rich has become very desolate. Then the people of the old palace also scattered one after another and did not know where to go. When he said this, Jun Hao's heart was very sad. He didn't want Donglu to collapse in his hands.

A small candlestick reflects the vastness of the night. Jun Hao took a deep breath and turned to Wan Ning and said, "Ning'er, do you think we will come back again?" "Yes," Wan Ning nodded firmly, and then placed a cup of tea in front of him.

Or Wanning went out to look for food, and found some tea tips on the mountain. Just picked it up, so I used the rainwater to make tea for Jun Hao. Natural taste, dissipated period. There seems to be a kind of experience in it that has never been experienced before.

"It would be nice if it was rice wine," Jun Hao said, smiling bitterly, "That's it, with you by your side, it's a happy ......," he said, gently picking up the tea and sipping it slowly. The teeth and cheeks are fragrant, in this bleak wind and bitter rain. It's a different taste.

At this time, there was a sound of pigeons outside the window. Jun Hao got up and came to the window, holding a snow-white carrier pigeon in his hand. Then he said with a smile: "It seems that Yan Shunqi should be ready." He said as he unwrapped the note.

The content of the note should be good news. Otherwise, how could Jun Hao show a pleased smile: "Great! Ning'er, let's hit the road tomorrow! I don't know why, I looked at Jun Hao laughing. Wan Ning also felt very happy, and the tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

At that time, it seemed correct to send Yan Shunqi to prepare at the Yuchi family. I just don't know what kind of plan it is. can make Jun Hao smile, it seems that Yan Shunqi has some means. It was only later that Wan Ning learned the reason.

Yan Shunqi has been running around all year round, so he naturally made a lot of friends in the rivers and lakes. He has already contacted several people, some selling grain and grass, and some building weapons. What is even more valuable is that there is also a group of old troops of border officers. In this way, it seems that victory is in sight.

That's fine, at least Jun Hao won't be so sad and sad. Wan Ning was so happy that she never left Jun Hao even to sleep. In fact, she was afraid, afraid that as soon as she closed her eyes, she would never see Jun Hao again. Hugging Jun Hao's waist, Wanning felt very happy.

"Ning'er," Jun Hao said hopefully, "when I return to Kyoto, I will marry you." "Familiar words, familiar scenes. Let Wanning's thoughts fly back to the afternoon five years ago. It's just that the oath was still there, but the man was never seen again.

Is the oath too ethereal, always let Wan Ning wait empty. Just like Jun Hao's promise, Wanning really couldn't bear to listen to it. She just snuggled up to Jun Hao, tightly. She doesn't want any promises and vows, just be together now.

The clouds spread out in all directions, wafting with a sweet smell. In the ruined temple, the candle flame has accumulated a thick layer of candle tears. The bonfire in the room was also turned to ashes. That note also disappeared with the wind and rain last night. Two fast horses quickly galloped towards the Yuchi family.

The Yuchi family is far to the west, and if they hurry up at this time, they should reach it in ten days. It's just that everyone has to rest halfway, at least for fifteen days. Anyway, now get some news. For Jun Hao, don't worry too much.

"Lin Yifan?" When he saw Lin Yifan, Jun Hao was busy getting off the horse. I saw Lin Yifan's face was pale, and his expression was a little trance-like. What happened to make Lin Yifan like this. At least for now, except for the ruler alone.

When he rescued Lin Yifan from Lingnan, he swore to follow Jun Hao to the death. Even if he acts in the palace, he always shows his face. The cold eyes made Lin Yifan more suitable to be the imperial guard. It's just because of the encounter with Qi Su that his life changed.

The past is like smoke, flowing with the clouds. Lin Yifan can kill the enemy at any time for the sake of Jun Hao. You can even give up a precious emotion for the sake of this kindness. Only this time, Lin Yifan completely lost. He actually lost at the hands of the Xijon people.

The lonely eyes make people feel distressed when they see it. Jun Hao was about to ask him about the situation in Kyoto, but was gently stopped by Wan Ning. Looking at Lin Yifan's appearance, Wan Ning vaguely guessed a few points: "Lin Gongzi, has he not found the ruler yet?" ”

Hearing this name, Lin Yifan's eyes suddenly had some color. Only then, his expression darkened again. He shook his head slightly, looking helpless. This is not like Lin Yifan before, he seems to have changed and become a little emotional.

"If it's for the sake of your children's private feelings, you don't have to do this," Jun Hao listened to Wan Ning's meaning, and guessed the reason in his heart, "You probably forgot how you got to where you are today!" These words are interesting, and secretly want Lin Yifan not to forget Jun Hao's kindness.

In Lin Yifan's heart, he was loyal to Jun Hao, but that was before he met Qi Su. But now it's different, and he has more concern in his heart. It's just that for the safety of Qi Su, he didn't attack Xirong. The purpose of his coming is to hope that Jun Hao can help.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Wan Ning inadvertently saw Lin Yifan's flesh and blood blurred little finger. Shocked, he hurriedly asked, "Is it Xirong?" Could it be that they ...... to Qi Su" At that moment, Wanning's heart unconsciously gasped.

If the ruler really falls on the Xijon people, it is really dangerous. In other words, Lin Yifan's purpose here was to save Qisu. Wan Ning grabbed Jun Hao's hand and asked tentatively, "Jun Hao, what do you say you should do?" I'm afraid of her, she-"

"Qi Su is a good work," Jun Haoyun said lightly, "I asked her to stay there to do internal response, and after we meet with Yan Shunqi, we can attack Kyoto." When the time comes, the ruler will be a great hero! This is true and false.

Let's not care whether what Jun Hao said is true or not, but Lin Yifan listened. I was finally comforted in my heart, and said with a long breath: "That's the case, Yifan will be at ease!" Hearing Lin Yifan say this, the corners of Jun Hao's mouth showed a meaningful smile.

Wanning on the side could see vaguely at any time, but she could hear it. The conversation between the two seems to have another meaning. Especially what Jun Hao said about "meticulous work", whether it is true or not. Or is it to make Lin Yifan feel at ease? Wanning was confused.