Imperial capital, heavenly prison. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The wolf smoke went to the mountains and rivers to warm up, Prince Hyun went to the city of Liuzhou alone, and he couldn't sleep at night at the beginning, so he stood at the head of the city and watched the full moon, but now he is still full moon and returns to Beijing but it is a parting. Holding the blood-stained letter in his hand, I don't know how long it took for it to come to me, he only wrote "I don't know if I can see it again after many years".

Ziyan, I've returned. Where is you?

Dungeon. The only remaining silver two were also targeted by themselves, and the only thing I could feel in the dark and cold iron prison was the joy of getting closer and closer to you, Prince Hyun's arrogant shirt was stained with ashes, and you were still isolated from others all the way.

"Ziyan, why?"

The dry straw and the squeaky rat in the corner, this is something that accompanies Lee, who looked at the sparrows flying by again outside the window and smiled, that is something that he can't envy, I, him, her, no one can get it, isn't it?

Hearing the sound of rustling behind him, Li straightened up, what's the big deal, who can get what he can't get? The voice that should not have appeared in his ears sounded so gently, Li Shi controlled himself and did not look back, but said: "What's the matter, it's not that you can't get out, you come...... And what do you do? ”

Xiao Xiao Segu, that is the person that Prince Hyun put on the tip of his heart and can't bear to blaspheme, but now he is committed to this dry grass dungeon, my lord, should the general who opened up the territory for you to fight the world be like this?

Prince Hyun held back the astringency in his heart and slowly spoke, "Ziyan, why?" ”

The palm of my hand held his shoulder through the void, I didn't dare to let him see my hesitation after all, there was a woman between me and him, but she buried him. "Ziyan, is that her?" Prince Hyun paused slightly, and wanted to say something but stopped at his lips and teeth, helpless.

Li smiled and slowly turned his head, waved his hand nonchalantly, and said, "Hey, it's not a big deal, the emperor ran out of chess pieces, of course he had to throw them away, maybe I didn't serve well enough on the dragon bed......"

Li grabbed his hand, and when he heard him talk about the woman, his momentum suddenly slumped, and his expression was a little helpless, "She, the marriage contract she made since she was a child, this matter has come to me, you can't help it, right?" “

"You know who she is, how can she be in danger? If it weren't for ......" Prince Hyun paused, but he couldn't say the next words, Ziyan, do you love her? The hand that was caught still felt her residual warmth, and there was no way to die, one link after another, even if it was exile that day, it was one of them......

"Jun Yan is the irreversible destiny, Ziyan, you and I know it." After being silent for a long time, Prince Hyun said these words that seemed to comfort her and extinguished his own flame, which was too poignant.

Li smiled slightly, and his words made me stunned for a moment, and then hesitated without answering. Love him...... What is there to love or not, love can not be exported, and what is not loved has never turned a blind eye, childhood sweethearts and two little guessing games, she has been playing until now, and I can't help but be fascinated.

"He, I've always thought she was a child, a child who didn't grow up, and she had to worry about her relatives."

Li patted the dust on his clothes, and finally saw one or two of his unclean clothes, bowed his hand, and smiled leisurely, "The monarch wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, this is not bad at all, people are born to die, it's not a big deal." It's just that...... In the future, Qingming will step into spring, and I will bother His Royal Highness Prince Hyun with a glass of turbid wine. “

"Well, then I'll do what you want." Prince Hyun's words fell, and he pulled a smile on his face, but he no longer had the spoiling of the past, he was arrogant and naturally disdainful of my treatment, if he couldn't say it, then he would go to Biluo Huangquan with a friendship.

With his hand on his sword eyebrows, he rubbed away the frowning sorrow, as if he didn't want to leave regrets for the last time, "Ziyan, she...... How do you want to? Everything is because of her, and if you want revenge, tell me that even if you give up this life, I will do it for you. ”

Li Shi turned his back on him, walked a few steps slowly, looked up at the small window, and stretched out his hand to touch the sun, "What do you want?" What can we do? Since she begged me, she expected that I would not do anything to her...... That's it, she didn't mean it, forget it! “

Li Shi turned his head slightly to look at him, really, show me this look, people can't figure out that it is me and not him who should be executed! "Who will beat the drum in the clouds? It is in vain to break the hammer and crack, life is a dream, why not a dream for 10,000 years? ”

"Yes......" There was only a barely audible sigh left in the hearts of thousands of sorrows, "how nice it would be if I could do it for you." Prince Hyun shook his head and shook off those thoughts, took out the prepared wine, and drank with the same people for the first and last time in this place.

"Don't think about those people on the side, I came here today to see you, and I brought your favorite wine by the way, and you and I will rest when we get drunk." Prince Hyun smiled at the Li family with the wine, clean and clean without dust, you were born with iron bones, even if you are framed and abandoned by others, the iron bones are still the same.

"Ziyan, drink. But the things before and after me are the same as me...... Confidants are rare. ”

Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly paced back to watch him pour wine, never forgetting the old gin, silver, and grape red, but now it is a turbid wine pottery bowl with cool moonlight, and took the wine bowl, "This time I can't stop His Royal Highness Prince Hyun, my matter has implicated His Royal Highness, and I ask Your Highness for forgiveness." ”

After Li's words were finished, he simply dropped the pottery bowl, laughed loudly a few times, and suddenly lowered his voice again, "I wish His Royal Highness Prince Hyun no present day, don't send the deceased to the old people, I just hope that His Royal Highness remembers the night of the Shangyuan Festival in the past, and the soul is conferred." ”

Last year today, the Imperial Garden, the Purple Bamboo Forest.

There is little rain this morning, which is worthy of the mildness of early spring, and it has a fresh taste. Fu Xiu pulled up his light bun early, dressed in a light and ethereal color, picked up a bone fan, went to the bamboo forest, and invited the scenery to talk elegantly.

Walking with wind and incense, Fu Xiu saw a person bending his body and dotting ink from a distance, and often straightened his head and closed his eyes, the green silk was blown up with the wind, and his eyebrows and eyes were frowning.

I guess it should be a talented woman painting to carve this poetic scenery and misty fairyland. Quite happy, smiling lightly, the jacket came quietly, standing aside to enjoy the painting. It is like Zhang Zhi's continuous chapter, turning the brushstrokes to freehand, and integrating the wonder of calligraphy into it. A must!

Fuxiu's respect came spontaneously, and he unconsciously took three steps back. Look at the man raised his sleeves and blew ink, free and easy, a little envious, opened and closed the bone fan and said that the comments and it: "The inscription depicts the bamboo shadow, the imitation of green leaves is the wind, the bones of Bo Yinggong and Young Master Liu are melted, and the tendons of Zhang Wei are transformed." The essence of all generations of calligraphers and painters is gathered here, and bamboo is also careless! ”