Chapter 52: Who Am I?

Two days later, it will be Chinese New Year's Eve. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On Chinese New Year's Eve in the village, there are only more ancestor worship and New Year's observance, and everything else is the same as on weekdays, everyone eats, drinks, sings, dances together.

Maybe it's because for us, every day feels like a holiday.

There is no wanderer returning to his hometown, there is no separation and aggregation, the days are quiet, and he just guards the wind and moon in the mountains to live with peace of mind.

Outside the mountain is different, and Chinese New Year's Eve outside the mountain is obviously much more lively than usual.

Although I can't get out of bed and go out for the time being, I can still feel the flavor of the New Year, and even the silk palace lamp in the room has been replaced with a red silk lantern, which adds a bit of joy.

"Let's go together." Both Gu Yin and Min Qiu persuaded me to attend the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in the palace.

I covered my face with the quilt and was noncommittal.

How can I still have the face to see Han Zhi, I just hope that Xiangguo will happen as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible.

Gu Yin's face was worried, he has been guarding me almost every inch these days.

Sighed and said, "You are alone, I am not at ease." Even in the inner courtyard of the palace, the people of Tianzong didn't come as soon as they wanted, and they could go whenever they wanted. ”

I poked my head out, nodded in agreement, and shook my head busily: "This time it's different, there are so many guards around. Go quickly,"

Seeing this, Min Qiu said: "Brother Gu, you can go, I'm a dispensable person anyway, it's better to accompany the rain here." ”

Gu Yin's face was uncertain: "Then, it's better to stay in the three lines." ”

I urged him: "Okay, okay, it's enough to have a bodyguard, hurry up, remember to be careful with your drinks and food." ”

He only turned around and left in three steps.

Min Qiu leisurely moved a square stool to sit down by the window, looked at me from afar and said, "Yuliang, do you know, you are really lucky." ”

"Hmph." I disagreed: "If I had been lucky, my grandmother wouldn't have sent me out of the mountain in the first place." ”

"How good it is that you met Brother Gu, for your sake, I don't even want the country in my hands." He spoke teasingly.

I scratched my head: "Is this hard?" Seriously, I think it's much better to be at ease than to keep the country. You see in this palace, not to mention intrigue to prevent people from harming people, every day is like being in prison. ”

He laughed out loud: "You are a fairy girl outside the red dust, how can you understand the hardships of us ordinary people, as long as you are the strongest, you can do what you want to do." Hey, forget it, I don't understand it when I tell you. ”

The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun came in through the window, and his figure was cast against the opposite wall, leaving a faint layer of gold, and from my position, there was only a hazy outline left of him.

The same silhouette as the man in the black robe and black hat.

Am I Yueniang?

This thought flickered through his mind for another moment, what did I call him, Qianqiu?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but say outloud: "Qianqiu." ”

The room was as silent as death, and Min Qiu seemed to be dumb, until the sound of fragmented firecrackers sounded in the distance, breaking the silence.

A slightly trembling voice said, "What did you just say." ”

I opened my mouth, closed my eyes, and simply spit out the words that had been blocked in my chest for a long time: "You, is your name Qianqiu?" ”

He stood up suddenly, like a wall, slowly, heavily, to the edge of the bed.

There was no light in the room, and a pair of eyes were burning in the twilight, and they looked at me fixedly: "Who are you?" ”

Who am I?

Of course, I am a descendant of Liangyuliang, a descendant of the Liang clan, and since I was a child, I have lived in the mountains with my grandmother and the clansmen.

I used to be able to answer without hesitation.

But now, the clear dream, the fire that burned Yueniang, I can't be so sure anymore.

But I still hope that I am good rain, just good rain. If you can't think about it, don't think about it, let me feel at ease to be good rain and good luck?

Min Qiu asked again, "Who are you?" ”

The tone was heavy, full of confusion and doubt.

I clutched the quilt tightly with both hands: "You, really called, Qianqiu?" ”

"How do you know?" He clenched his fists.

"Tianzong, the sect master said, Yueniang, that person, is called Qianqiu." I hid my dreams.

I felt Min Qiu's body relax, he slowly sat down on the bed, and was silent for a while before he said, "The sect master actually knows?" Then she, do you know that Min Qiu is Qianqiu? ”

I shook my head: "She shouldn't know, so why did you change your name?" ”

"Also, Yueniang, why was she burned to death by fire?"

Min Qiu's fists clenched again, as if he was trying his best to hold his emotions and not let himself collapse, he took a deep breath: "Why don't you ask the Heavenly Sect Master?" ”

I pretended to sit up relaxed, leaned on the head of the bed, and said idly: "This month is really mysterious, you are all so secretive." ”

Min Qiu's head was lowered, and it was faintly visible, and the beard was trembling slightly.

I sighed and muttered, "Call the palace maid, hold the lamp." ”

The candles were lit, and the sound of firecrackers outside the hall came and went.

The palace maid brought a sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and Min Qiu carefully took me by one arm and sat down at the round table.

Then he poured me a glass of wine himself, raised his glass through the candlelight and said, "Come, don't mention the past, a toast to our future!" ”

I raised my glass, and the turquoise jade cup shone in the light and shadow, reflecting my face.

Pale complexion, clear glass eyes, beautiful eyebrows, straight nose and red lips, the end is, beautiful as the breeze and the moon, delicate as a begonia hibiscus.

Was there once a woman who had the same face as me?

Or, do I occupy this body, this face?

The man who raised the torch came to mind again: "Get rid of the demon girl, and I am Dameng!" ”

"She's a witch!" I blurted out.

Min Qiu's hand holding the cup slowly tightened, and with a few crisp sounds, the jade cup was torn apart in his hand.

His voice was as still as water: "No, she's not, she's just, poor person." ”

I closed my eyes and thumped my head hard, don't think about it anymore!

It's impossible, Yueniang is dead, it has nothing to do with me, it's impossible!

"What the hell do you want to know?" Min Qiu said coldly: "The people of the Heavenly Sect, what did they tell you? ”

I looked at his appearance, I had never seen him so serious, that gaze, with a little coldness.

couldn't help lowering his eyes and whispered: "They said, saying that I am Yueniang." ”

He paused for a moment, "Hahahaha!" Then he burst out laughing, pounding his chest and slapping his legs, laughing so hard that he couldn't stop laughing.

Seeing that I was looking at him stupidly, Fang paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "How can they be so stupid, hahaha, will the dead people come back to life?" Hahaha! ”

"What are you talking about, Brother Min is so happy." The door was pushed open, and Gu Yin walked in.

I realized that I was nervous until I was sweating slightly, what was I nervous about?

Seeing him, he broke free from his dazed and uneasy mood a little, and said with a smile: "The Chinese New Year's Eve banquet is over so soon?" ”

Min Qiu also stopped laughing, still grinning at him.

With a solemn face, he sat down beside me and said, "King Xiang is sick, and when he came out to see the guests, he went back to the palace, and I came back after saying hello." ”

"What disease? Is it serious? Min Qiu said.

Gu Yin shook his head: "I didn't have a chance to ask, Han Jin is taking care of him, and he seems to be very sick." ”

I turned the jade cup in my hand, why did I get sick at this time?

Meng Xiang talks about peace, and Gu Yin is about to go on an expedition.

Is he really sick, or is there someone who wants to make him sick?

I propped myself up and stood up: "I'm going to look at the stars." ”

Gu Yin helped me to the window.

There are constantly fires in the sky, firecrackers and fireworks bursts of fireworks, illuminating the edge of the sky, and a few sparse stars overhead, falling and looking at the world.

Crape myrtle moved to the palace, and the dragon qi still existed.

But Zuo Fu, Right Bi, Tiankui, and Tianyue are all dim, and only the lone star is dazzling.

The country of Hunan is about to change hands, but there is only calamity and no sign of life, and it can turn evil into good fortune.

But after the change of ownership, it will only be more difficult and chaotic.

I frowned, new lord, who could it be?

No matter who it is, I'm afraid it won't end well.

I chanted Amitabha, as long as it's not Gu Yin, get rid of Yang Changlie, let's leave here quickly!