Chapter 677: I Actually Met Him
The cold weather made Yichen, who was thinly dressed, feel the chill, and the injuries on her body were also faintly painful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info raised his left hand to look at the shocking scar on his wrist and stroked it gently. In this life, there is only so much she can do for him, although he didn't take her into the palace, she can understand that he has a hard time. Perhaps, they are destined to be inseparable; Reaching out to untie the coiled hair, it let the hair fly away in the wind, and the faint scent of snow lotus flowers immediately came from the air.
Suddenly, there was a poignant sound of flute in the wind, and the song "Cold River Remnant Snow" immediately aroused Yichen's resonance. The skill of the is not high, but the expensive is integrated into the feelings, and the man seems to be waiting for a person who can never wait, so he buries his sorrow deeply, and wants to forget about each other in the rivers and lakes.
If you can understand, you are a bosom friend, Yichen followed the sound of the flute, walked slowly, and saw a man in white standing in the snow blowing Xiao around a mountain col; The man in white also heard the footsteps, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and when they turned around, they were both taken aback.
"Arichen..."
"Yinyu..."
Yi Chen looked left and right to see that there were no attendants around Yinyu, so he walked to his side, his clear eyes were stained with a smile, "What a coincidence..."
And a hint of surprise flashed in Yinyu's eyes, shouldn't she be with the fourth brother in the palace at this time, why is she alone here.
Yichen saw Yinyu's doubts, and did not explain, indifferently diverted the topic that had not been continued, "I didn't expect the dignified fourteenth master to play such a good flute." ”
Yinyu played with the dark green flute in his hand, and looked into the distance, "Blowing and playing when it's okay makes you laugh." In fact, he could vaguely guess the reason why Yichen didn't enter the palace, if it wasn't her own choice, then the fourth brother had to suffer.
"I'm sorry..."Yichen knew that Yinyu was sad now, and anyone who didn't see his father for the last time before he died would not be happy.
"It's none of your business, it's my own choice." Yinyu didn't look at her, only stared quietly at the sunset that was only half left in the sky.
The golden color filled Yinyu's eyes, allowing Yichen to clearly see the pain inside. She is selfish, for the person she loves, she keeps hurting him, but he has no regrets, and in an instant tears wet her eyes, "Yinyu, I'm sorry..."
Yinyu didn't keep it, and continued to blow the song "Cold River Remnant Snow", he was willing to play this song "Cold River Remnant Snow" for her in the wind and snow If she understands, she will know that he only loves her in this life. Yinyu kept blowing, until Yichen's back could no longer be seen, and then slowly stopped, maybe the only thing she could leave him with was this back.
"Master, Huairou received the holy decree and asked you to enter the palace immediately!" The attendant waited for Yichen to leave and walked out from behind the boulder not far away.
Yinyu only nodded, indicating that he knew, since she had her choice, it was time for him to make a choice, "Prepare to go down the mountain and enter the palace to face the saint!" ”
Yichen returned to the place where he stood just now, the sunset had slowly set, the sky was gradually darkening, and the cold wind of Xiangshan at night was howling, blowing up Yichen's hair. Not wearing a cloak made her feel cold, but she didn't want to go down the mountain. The song "Cold River Remnant Snow" that Yinyu gave just now showed his intentions, and his infatuation and deep love will be disappointed after all.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, Irchen didn't look back, only said flatly, "Come out..."
"Miss..."A secret guard turned out from behind the tree, and presented a cloak and a letterhead in both hands, "The emperor wants the slave to hand it over to Miss!" ”