After completely running out of the cell, Minsa was still a little uneasy in her heart, after all, it was not on Yanzhou's own territory, was it not good to hurt the guards of Yanling like this, and then she smiled as if comforting herself, who told them to be disrespectful to the county lord first, such a punishment is not a lesson.

Minsa didn't have time to think about which direction to run in first, in short, it was better to leave this place of right and wrong first. Otherwise, a few guards called more people to chase after them, and they might not be able to deal with it.

Minsa walked briskly in the morning mist when the moon was gradually closing, and he felt a little inexplicable.

The last time she went back from the envoy to Yunling, she was still thinking about when she would have the opportunity to come to the Imperial City of Wanling again, and she must take a good look.

And now is a good time for everyone to be quiet, but she has no desire to appreciate it, and she can't help but feel a little lost, not knowing where she is going.

In the silence, my stomach was so hungry that I screamed very loudly.

Along the way, Minsa just walked casually according to his heart, but he saw that the road he was walking on now had a good scenery.

Although all the flowers and trees are not repaired often, and some of them are arbitrary, they have a natural beauty, clear and beautiful color.

Minza's favorite color and splendor in the clutter made her feel good about the place, so she decided to keep going.

At this time, in this quiet and seemingly empty place, there is actually a person walking here besides Minsa.

He has a slender figure, steady steps, full of majesty but a pair of extremely elegant eyebrows, and a kind of temperament that Mount Tai collapses in front of him and his face does not change.

He was walking in the opposite direction of Minsa on a towering mountain road to the left of Minsa, and he had walked on this road back to the temple of the soul countless times at this time, in the silence of no one.

But at this moment today, he suddenly heard some murmuring sounds in the silence.

He quickly turned his head to look at the flowers in the lower right, but the scene almost made him forget that he was in such a plane and plane.

I saw a girl in yellow, light and agile, holding a string of bellflowers as white as jade.

The eye waves are circulating, not fighting for the sun and the moon, better than the morning star, clear and bright, and the appearance is natural.

In the flowers at night, such a graceful and independent is really fragrant and wonderful, lest it is not resistant to the wind and rain of the world.

This scene happened now, and it also happened eighteen years ago.

Eighteen years ago, it was like today's early morning.

On the hillside, it was the Venerable Lord Wanfu of the Tomb who stopped, and he walked out of the tomb of the imperial city from the mausoleum of the woman he loved so much.

He spent another night in her mausoleum, and at the beginning of the morning, he was going back to the Spirit Hall to deal with government affairs.

The girl in front of her happens to have a face similar to Qingzhi, and she looks like she is reborn from a distance.

Eighteen years ago, Qingzhi was still a teenager, and he was also dressed in yellow with a string of bellflowers, which broke into his sight, and since then, they have fallen in love fearlessly but ended up in love.

Qingzhi's fate is miserable, she doesn't have a good impression of Duan Liu, and even, she is a little afraid of him.

Because Duan Liu always asked Qingzhi some clueless questions, such as always asking her what the butterfly scars on her fingers were.

What could it be, it was left by Qing Zhi's accidental fall injury when he was young, but he was nagged by Duan Liu's gods, as if he was mysterious and mysterious.

Although Qingzhi didn't say it, she had the intention to avoid Duan Liu, she might think that he was a wise madman, but who would have thought that fate would arrange for her to marry him in the end.

And Qingzhi is so gentle, so gentle that she doesn't want to hurt anyone, so she accepts her fate tolerantly.

But she was so cold, so cold that people couldn't help but want to give her a charcoal fire and a ray of sunshine.

She endured such sorrow, and now when she thinks of it, she thinks of falling leaves, of death.

Her life is beautiful but short, she used her peach and plum years to enjoy the scenery of the world in a hurry, those wind and rain, flowers and trees, sunset birds, as long as she appears in a picture, they are all so quiet and beautiful.

Every time she recalls Qingzhi's goodness, Wanfu regrets that she didn't hug her more at the beginning, does she often feel scared and lonely?

To this day, Wanfu has reached such an age, but he is still alone, just for her.

At this moment, the girl's yellow skirt and the sound of flowers fiddling seemed to be reality, but it was too illusory, making him fall into deep memories.

When he suddenly reacted and wanted to see if the woman was real or illusory, there was nothing else in that place except a sea of flowers, and it was like a flash in the pan just now.

Wanfu sighed deeply, why did he hallucinate again.

The world is flowing with water, and it is a dream.

Fifteen years later, I no longer feel heartache, but as long as I have time, I have become a habit to come to the mausoleum at night to walk around, stand for a while, or stay overnight.

Just now, he unconsciously appeared again the hallucinations that often appeared in front of him many years ago, and Wanfu smiled bitterly and asked himself if he couldn't be relieved in this life.

It had been a long time since the Lord's real name, Wanfu, had been called, and even he himself was not used to hearing it.

He is the lord, high above all people, in fact, he is not low into the dust, and he can't indulge himself.

He missed the gentle woman's voice calling his name, haunting his ears for a long time.

The place where Minsa had just walked was almost inaccessible, there was no road at all, and this area was already very close to the sacred tomb of Yunling, and no one else would definitely walk here.

Every time Wanfu came over, he also walked out of the Lingling Hall and took the mountain road on the upper left.

It is the norm here that people are inaccessible, so Wanfu only thinks that he has hallucinations.

Minsa didn't know that she was being seen by anyone else, that the greatest lord here stood in a daze watching her disappear.

She just saw that the large bellflower was very tempting, and it looked lively and pure in the morning mist, so she couldn't help but pick a bunch and hold it. I turned a corner along the terrain, and looked forward to see palaces with magnificent architecture, which seemed to be palaces and altars.

At this time, the morning light was already bright, and Mingsa saw that no one had been in or out of the palace for a long time, so he decided to go in and look for something to eat.

She thought about it in her heart, but she didn't know that she had stepped into the holy place of the tomb.

Palaces are dotted here, but most of them are decorated in a square shape, resembling an altar used to worship the tree of the gods.

The altar pays attention to the round heaven and the earth, the world is peaceful, and the heaven and the earth are handed over. If heaven and earth do not change, all things will not be born, and when heaven and earth are handed over, they will run at four times, and all things will breed.

At first, Minsa felt a little strange, I don't know what kind of place this is, why the palace was built so dark, until she walked into one of the very magnificent palaces, and saw a marble coffin placed in the center of the lobby, and suddenly realized that this was actually the imperial city tomb of Yunling.

In this way, it makes sense that the construction of the mausoleum should not be consistent with the usual palace structure, but should be built according to the beliefs and rituals of the ancestors.

Looking at the peaceful coffin, Minsa pursed the corners of his lips, then folded his hands, bowed down and said that he had no intention of breaking in, sorry to disturb Qingning.