On the evening of the second day, the east wind and snow made people change her into complicated purple clothes, and ordered her to be carried to the imperial city left and right.

The maids were astonished, and did not know what to do when they entered the city so late. But the Oriental goddess must have her reasons for doing things, and they can only do as they say.

Sure enough, everyone walked to the west gate of the imperial city with the east wind and snow, and happened to see a few horsemen and horses coming out of the door, holding the holy decree and about to go to the shrine to announce that the east wind and snow were about to face the saint.

After listening to what the attendant said just now, Li Ming looked at the east wind drifting snow that walked in from outside the hall, and thought secretly.

Unpredictable prophets, accurate every time, either gods or demons.

Li Ming's wine-colored hollowed out body, although he is not very old, he has a decadent face, gray hair, and cloudy eyes. I am usually sick and sick, and sometimes I can't even walk.

He reclined on the backrest and looked at the east wind drifting snow on his knees.

The beautiful and dignified woman had knee-length hair. The violet-colored hem of her clothes fluttered around her like a cloud. Those amethyst-like eyes seemed to be a bottomless abyss at a glance, so people couldn't tell from the deepest part of those eyes that what she was quietly watching at the moment was the future or the present.

"Dongfang, I heard that someone asked you to count which prince can ascend the throne?" Didn't call her flat as usual, Li Ming asked coldly.

"Yes, the minister can't figure it out, and the prince's accession to the throne is decided by the Son of Heaven. I can't figure out the affairs of the Son of Heaven as a mortal. The east wind and snow replied.

This answer made Li Ming angry, and of course he also meant to be angry: "Then what's the use of raising you?!" ”

The other party just bowed slightly: "Your Majesty forgives you." ”

Li Mingchang took a breath and asked again: "Let me ask you another question, how much is my life left?" ”

Dongfeng Piaoxue replied, in a voice as beautiful and elegant as her expression, softly, word by word: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

As an emperor, Li Ming has no friends around him. Whether it is the minister, the concubine, or the children, they are all cautious in front of him. On the surface, he was respectful to him, but in fact he never dared to approach him. So after 14 years on the throne, he was tormented by bitter loneliness all the time.

This feeling made Li Ming very fond of Dongfeng Piaoxue, because this woman exuded a certain temperament that could make him feel like a soulmate.

Now even the east wind and snow have to lie to him?

His brows furrowed slightly, and then quietly relaxed: "Dongfang, I also want to calculate a hexagram for you, do you know what it is?" ”

Dongfeng Piaoxue was still smiling quietly, as elegant as an iceberg snow lotus: "Your Majesty wants to calculate for the ministers, should you reward the ministers for the crime of practicing witchcraft and watching the celestial phenomena, and ask the queen of autumn." ”

Li Ming said to her: "Since you understand, what is my lifespan? He smiled hard, half expecting and half discussing, "I'm not greedy, I'll be satisfied with another three years." ”

Dongfeng Piaoxue blinked: "Your Majesty forgives the sin, and the minister is willing to receive the punishment." ”

If you can't figure it out, you will be punished. Calculate it, and the answer will also make her punished. If you don't take the initiative to ask for punishment.

Haven't you had three years?

Li Ming understood what she meant, his face was pale, and tears slowly slipped from those frightened eyes. This king of a country, when facing death, finally discovered what fear is. He shivered all over, and seemed to be cold, so cold that he couldn't even control the trembling of his teeth.

He wants to live, and he is already the emperor of the world, how can he be willing to die? Is it that if you kill this Dongfeng Piaoxue who knows the date of his death, he won't have to die?

With a fierce glint in his eyes, he whispered: "Give tea ......"

Dongfeng Piaoxue faintly narrowed his eyes: "Your Majesty." ”

Before long, a little eunuch came up with a tea tray, containing a jasper cup, which contained golden tea soup and crane top red. There was also a dagger hidden under the tea tray just in case, the dagger was very thin, the blade was shiny, and the iron was sharpened like clay.

At that moment, there was a sound of a boy crying outside the door.

Li Ming asked, "Who is making a noise?" ”

Some eunuchs were busy: "Back to the emperor, the five princes heard that the emperor was unwell and came to visit." It happened that the emperor summoned the Eastern Priest, he was waiting outside the door, and he was worried about the emperor's dragon body, so he couldn't hold back his crying for a while. ”

Li Ming frowned: "Call him in." ”

"No."

The eunuch spoke, and soon a twelve-year-old boy ran into the hall. The boy was born with a lovely jade, long and curled eyelashes, although he had cried just now, his watery round eyes were black and bright, and his face was so tender that it seemed that he could come out of the water with a pinch.

He ran up to Li Ming and saluted respectfully: "Father, are you feeling better?" ”

Seeing his son, Li Ming's face softened slightly: "It's much better, you're worried about your father, it's good." But you are a man, and you are not allowed to cry and cry like a woman in the future. ”

The young man replied: "Follow the teachings of my father." ”

Li Ming turned his head to look at the east wind and snow, and saw that she was still kneeling on the ground, and the eunuch was waiting on the side with a tea tray, and waved his hand: "You all stand down." ”

The east wind drifted snow and sang a promise, and walked backwards out of the main hall.

Out of the main hall, the east wind drifted snow and breathed a sigh of relief.

Her fate was hanging by a thread just now, if she hadn't calculated Li Ming's killing plan in advance, if she hadn't calculated that the fifth prince would come to Li Ming in the evening. And if she didn't calculate the time and rushed to wait outside the imperial city in advance, she would stagger the five princes one minute earlier or one minute later, and she would be dead.

It was not Li Mingming's will to execute her, and if he escaped this catastrophe, Li Ming should not be aggressive. Because Li Mingyang's longevity is about to run out, he has no energy to clean himself up anymore. But it's only for the time being, and the five princes are the evil stars destined by karma in their previous lives.

Although she has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, she is not so transparent about her fate, and she can't remember the karma of her past life. But no matter what love-hate entanglement she has with the five princes, one thing is certain, she will never be a puppet willing to be fate.

When I returned to the shrine, I didn't even participate in the moon worship ceremony of the spring festival, and the east wind and snow began to retreat. It was closed for months without any visitors. Her retreat was just a closed-door chess game and a book, passing the time leisurely, and she had a lot of free time. But no matter whether the people who asked to see her were princes and nobles or ordinary people, looking for death or life, she didn't care.

On this day, the east wind and snow pushed open the window, looked at the clusters of red and delicate phoenix flowers in the courtyard, and said softly: "The phoenix flowers are blooming, it's time to come back." ”

Late at night, when I returned to the empty room, I heard the melodious singing in the front yard coming from the night breeze like wisps: "It is like a beautiful flower for you, like a flowing year......

The melody is like a dream, near and far, falling in the ears, listening to the east wind and snow, some hearts ripple.

She couldn't help but think of Feng Jiu, although she could figure out where Feng Jiu was now and what he was doing...... But he can't count whether he ever missed himself and missed the time when the two of them hugged each other and slept in the cold winter......

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly some pictures involuntarily flooded into my mind.

Because she was born with a supernatural ability, she knew everything but her own karma. Especially some major events related to the survival of the country, even if she doesn't divination, it will automatically enter her mind and let her see.

For example, what I saw at this moment, the Son of Heaven Li Ming was out of breath, and the head of the harem was not mourned. Several eunuchs murdered the third prince and the fourth prince who came to visit the sick, and supported the fifth prince Li Xian to the throne.

Being forced by her brain to watch these people fight to the death and kill each other made her extremely painful. Stop this torture unless you are drunk and dream of death.

She pulled open the dresser, took out a packet of rosemary from it and sprinkled it into the incense burner, gently inhaling the milky white smoke out of her nose.

After a while, the bloody picture in my mind was overwhelmed by the strong medicinal effect of rosemary and became a blur.

The body is hot and cold, and when it is hot, the body is hot, and the clothes are set on fire. When it gets cold, it's like falling into an ice cave, and the meridians are painful from freezing. It was as if there were countless gases in the body surging and surging and swelling, trying to rush out of the body. But the skin is tightly clinging to the clothes, blocking the way of the gas and cannot be vented. Dongfeng Piaoxue's whole body swelled and ached, and instinctively tore at the clothes of his body.

The moment the belt was ripped off, her body lightened, which made her so comfortable that she couldn't help laughing. The movements of his hands also sped up, he took off his heavy coat, untied the hairband that tied his hair, and kicked off his shoes together, leaving only a wide white gauze coat on his body.

But she still felt that her body was swollen unbearably, and she felt that she needed wine to stabilize her body temperature, and she needed wind to dry the gas in her body.

So he picked up a pot of pear blossom cold wine, tiptoed, and floated like a feather on the top of the bamboo outside the door. He stopped slightly, and then floated towards the brilliant phoenix flowers, and while pouring wine, he shuttled and blew the wind over the mountains and forests, like a tireless thorn bird......

The night breeze is light, and the full moon is in the sky.

She finally stopped in a daze under the thick phoenix tree by the lake, and lay down on the phoenix petals that seemed to burn like fireworks. Her long hair was disheveled, covering her pretty face. A pair of jewel-like eyes were brighter than the cold stars in the sky, and the eyes were smiling brightly, as if there was a light splashing out.

The clothes are loose and loose, revealing the smooth fragrant shoulders. Under the long skirt, two **** as smooth as jade are looming.

Suddenly, I heard a crisp male voice, and said in a low voice: "You know everything, but you are also a woman, why do you sleep here in disheveled clothes?" ”

The starlight in the eyes of the east wind drifting snow suddenly dispersed, fading into a blur of drunkenness.

Through the drunkenness, I saw Feng Jiu standing not far away, his dark blue eyes, and it looked cold at this time. The long hair pours down, tied to the ends with a thin headband, and falls to the ribs.

Dongfeng Piaoxue looked at the person in front of him in a daze, and it took a long time to stand up. The long hair slid down like water, revealing half of the round and crisp breasts, a beautiful scenery, and said in a voice so charming that even the bones could melt away: "Waiting for you here, I miss you very much." ”

Feng Jiu walked over, his eyes swept from top to bottom on her, and then said lightly: "Look at you now...... It's really coquettish. I didn't expect the Oriental Goddess to be like this. ”

"Hmm......" Dongfeng Piaoxue shook his head slightly, raised his hand to grab Feng Jiu's belt, and pulled towards him little by little, until he pulled Feng Jiu in front of him. Zhu Lip leaned to Feng Jiu's ear, and his anger was like orchid incense, "You are lowly in your manners, and you have been bullied a lot these days." I'll help you become a big demon on the dominant side, can you repay me with your body? ”

"Talking nonsense, I really underestimated this demon, go to the water and be sober." Feng Jiu's face sank, turning into a black wind that wrapped her body and swept towards the center of the lake.

When he reached the center of the lake, Feng Jiu threw the woman in his arms into the water. But the woman suddenly turned around and wrapped her way around him, and dragged him into the lake.

The gray wolf is naturally afraid of water, and the gray wolf spirit is also hurriedly fluttering for a while before barely surfacing to the surface. Wiping the water from his face, he found that his coat was gone. Turning his head, he saw that the culprit who dragged him into the water was floating among several flaming red lotus flowers, looking at him with a smile and a groan, holding his shirt in his right hand.

"It's inconvenient to soak in the water and wear a coat, so don't thank me quickly." Dongfeng Piaoxue smiled, "Say thank you beauty, and I'll pay you back." ”

Feng Jiu ignored her and swam to the protruding rocks in the middle of the lake. With his arms crossed in a large font, his eyes closed and his head tilted, his expression calm, and his long black jade hair poured down, floating loosely on the surface of the water, entangled with the scattered moon shadows in the water.

Dongfeng Piaoxue smiled even more happily, and raised his hand back to throw Feng Jiu's clothes to the shore: "I really love you to death, you can't get used to me and can't kill me." ”

Feng Jiu didn't respond, as if it was just a sculpture, cold, indifferent, and indifferent.

Dongfeng Piaoxue, who was making a lot of fun, looked at him like this, and I don't know if it was because of Rosemary's uncertain personality, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

And being uncomfortable is a feeling of luxury for her. has divined so many people, seen so many joys and sorrows, and so many people's pitiful or hateful pasts, she has long been numb.

So she stopped making a sound, her eyes staring at Feng Jiu without blinking, letting this feeling block her chest. (To be continued.) )