Chapter Fifty-Four: Thin and Powdery, Light Cage Lead
Later generations have spoken of this.
It is said that the figure escaped from the burning flames, stepped on the remains of white bones, and stood on black blood, which was the soul of the deceased who was unwilling to be miserable, and the demonic nature was very terrifying.
Although it is not in the middle, it is not far away.
A section of the city gate in the remote part of the north gate was blown open, and the white tower ran to the Xizi Guiyuan in the shallow village of Beishan.
Asano.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, ancient trees are towering to the sky, and green grass is verdant.
In the courtyard, the winding path is secluded, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the osmanthus is like snow, and the Qiongtai pavilion is as beautiful as a landscape painting.
The woman in the hugging building lay quietly.
The large peony is coarsely embroidered on the emerald green smoke yarn Bixialuo, and the pink narcissus scattered flowers and green leaf skirt are mopping the floor, and the body is wrapped in a thin smoky emerald green veil with gold branches. The low-hanging sideburns are pressed by the nine phoenix and the pearl tassels, the red gold hairpin, the green snail eyebrows are long, and the thin ones are pink and light.
She'd never dressed up like anything she wanted, and it certainly wasn't what she wanted.
Only this snow-like face is real, and she has never touched even a trace of heart to marry herself.
got married, and her face was so pure that she looked like a funeral. Replace the red gold hairpin with a small white flower, and it will be matched.
Zhang Combing stretched out his fingers to pick up her shawl, and sure enough, he saw that under the brocade, she was wearing a coarse linen dress or a wedding dress dyed red.
Because the color is noticeably darker and lighter.
It's like a plate of paint that doesn't have a good color.
When she grew up, he didn't have the opportunity to look at her as closely as he did today.
She came to Yecheng, was persecuted by her mother, and narrowly escaped her life. Wandering in a lonely village, holding a firewood knife for more than two years, although the thick cocoon skin on his hands has been thinner because of this plan. But when you rub it carefully, you can still feel the delicate roughness.
On the day he married Qingyin, she confronted her angrily and filled the hall, he chose to save the face of the Zhang family, and she broke free from him and ran out of the Zhang family.
Then, when we said goodbye, she had already died once. It's just to get back the jade heart of the marriage, and then give her complete promise to another man.
He tried, but he was not reconciled. The dowry was carried out, but it couldn't escape the tricks of fate, and it was still missed after all.
This time, he was on the right side. Finally welcomed her into the door in a sedan chair. But the surname is Wei!
deceived the teacher, deceived Emperor Wei, how could he deceive his heart?
"Shallow, we only have one day! Emperor Wei will come to pick you up tomorrow......"
Jet-black hair slid between her fingers and she frowned bitterly she didn t want to pull her hair in a bun but she was dressed as a woman for a long time after she woke up. Let it be scattered, so that no one can tie her hair in a bun.
The flowers and leaves are sparse. In the shadows under the eaves, there are many shadows, which change their length under the pull of the sun.
With so many people watching, this day and time are not entirely his.
She slept, he sat and watched, and that's it, the day's time was lost between his fingers.
In the evening, Zhang Combing got up and went to the garden to fold a few osmanthus flowers and carry them back to the hugging building, and slowly inserted the wind bottle near the window.
The fragrance of flowers hit people, and Su Qianruo's eyelids moved slightly.
Zhang Combing sat back, picked up the geographical chronicle that he threw aside and read most of it as usual, and said softly the moment he covered his face with a book.
"Come with me, or die?"
Su Qianruo's eyes that struggled to open stopped moving. She didn't want neither.
Zhang Shaoxing sighed, threw down the book and walked to the window, took off the white silk on the windowsill of the hugging building, slowly tied the knot, and put Su Qianruo's head inside.
The soft silk cloth was against her skin, cold and silky, and Su Qianruo suddenly opened her eyes.
In his eyes as clean as autumn water, there was a slight hint of regret and despair.
Zhang Suxing grabbed her hand, "If my mother hadn't drugged you, sold you, or killed you..."
Su Qianruo shook her head gently, and the tassel of the red gold phoenix hairpin swayed gently with her movements.
Zhang Combing only felt that those tassels were dangling to the eyes, and his hand slowly let go.
Hold the osmanthus with a vase and walk away, the straight back is slightly curved, and the whole person is like an autumn wind.
Unwilling to die, this is not the first time she has made such a decision. Only this time, it's really going to lose her.
personally sent her to the dragon couch of Wei Lanqing, whose face was full of wrinkles.
It was the only thing he could do.
The shadows who had been holding out for a day talked to each other, removed half of their men, and prepared to take turns guarding them.
Emperor Wei was not in the palace on the third day of the first month of every month, but he was not at ease with Zhang Combing, so he sent people to Qianzhuang in advance to set up defenses. He didn't like these shadows to enter the inner room, so Zhang Shaoxing proposed to simply put Su Qianruo in the hugging building, and the shadows were also easy to take care of, and he didn't commit any taboos about foreign men entering the inner room.
This statement of covering his ears and stealing the bell Wei Huang agreed with the clapp.
Zhang Shaoxing ate at the same table with half of the shadows, and only took chopsticks for each dish and dipped three chopsticks, and then began to chew and swallow slowly. When he finished eating and wiped his lips with a silk handkerchief, the shadows began to move their chopsticks.
Zhang Shaoxing nodded at the black shadows, "The adults are really cautious. ”
Eating also wore a face towel, only lifted a corner of the shadow to eat, the shadow who was licking the plate with a plate of fried pumpkin flowers in the corner burped, and said angrily to Zhang Combing Urn: "They are all people who run the emperor's errand, and they have all eaten His Majesty's small pills, but even so, you have to be cautious in everything, so as not to be..."
The shadow sitting in the first place shook his confused head, looked at Zhang Combing forcefully, and said in astonishment: "How come? You ate it too! ”
"yes, I've eaten everything. I'm not a picky eater, but adults seem to be picky! Zhang Shuxing threw away the silk handkerchief that wiped his mouth, rolled up his sleeves, dragged the shadows behind the pillar one by one, and gently pressed an inconspicuous plum blossom pattern on the pillar, revealing a black underground passage in front of the pillar.
One by one, the shadows were thrown down, Zhang Combing pressed the stamen part of the plum blossom pattern again, the tunnel slowly closed, he raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead, straightened his sleeves again, breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked out of the dining room with a blank face.
The courtyard of Asano has been mixed up.
Deng Yi was entangled with the shadows, the sword light and sword shadow, and Yu Feng cut the Xizigui all over the garden into a bare stump.
Seeing Zhang Combing come out, Deng Zhu turned around and slashed over, and the knife slashed Zhang Comaoxing's right arm like a practice, and the blood line came out after a while.
"I'll take Miss Su to go first, and the adults will block Deng Yi first!" Zhang Shaoxing shouted bitterly.
The shadows silently entangled again, each of them was the top master collected from the entire empire, although Deng Qi's combat power was unmatched, he was entangled for a while, and he couldn't get out.
That knife was already the limit of what he had taken out.
He could only watch Zhang Combing walk straight into the Baoxia, tie Su Qianruo behind his back with a white silk, turn out of the Baoxia, and turn out of the Xizi Guiyuan along the corridor. (To be continued.) )