——On a moonless night, it was unusually quiet all around, and the candlelight in the wind building was slightly stirring. Jian Ke sat quietly on the bed with a pillow, a cashmere blanket on her thin shoulders, bent her legs, her hands on her knees, and the whole person looked a little self-pitying in the darkness.

Sleepless and lonely, this is a feeling that Jian Ke has never felt in the past two lives.

Raising her hand to pull the sliding blanket, she felt that the night was too cold at the beginning of May.

"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door, the world's dreams were cold, tossing and turning, a lifetime of love debts, and a few books, such as your acquiescence, life and death, waiting for a circle, the annual rings, the floating tower, broken a few layers, whose soul pain, went straight to a broken lamp, collapsed mountain gate, let me wait for history, turn around, wait for the wine, wait for you to play a song, the guzheng rain, the old hometown grass and trees are deep......"

Jian Ke sang "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" in a low voice.

The song has a strong classical meaning, a beautiful melody, and a deep sense of history, expressing the vicissitudes of history and the impermanence of the rise and fall.

Let people listen to listen to the ancient pictures that emerge in front of them, the stupas are lined up in an instant, and the swords and swords are vicissitudes.

The artistic conception of this song is the description of Luoyang City, the thousand-year-old ancient capital of Luoyang, which collapsed after the prosperity and prosperity of Yang Xuanzhi in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

A royal general in Luoyang City, because of the fate of meeting a woman and private life, the general was requisitioned by the imperial court to the border to fight, in the years of war and chaos, the imperial capital Luoyang has been reduced to ruins and dilapidated.

In the end, after the woman did not meet the general, she lost her hair and became a nun, and when the general returned from the wind and frost to find the ancient temple of the woman's monk, she had already passed away.

People told General Sù that there was a woman waiting for him all the time...... Feng Lian didn't come back alive from the expedition, but she still didn't believe in Feng Lian's death, and she was still waiting in anticipation.

Jian Ke couldn't help laughing at the sky's trickery, she thought that she had finally waited for a man who doted on her in this life, but in the end, she got such a result!

Although she didn't feel that she had a deep affection for Feng Lian, and she didn't get to the point of cutting her hair to become a nun, her situation at this moment did have some sympathy with the woman who was waiting for the general in Luoyang City.

Jian Ke's singing voice is very soft, and the song carries an unconcealable sadness, but it does not affect her singing voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley and lingering sounds.

Escape into the empty door?

She actually had the idea of losing her hair and becoming a nun, it seems that King Lian is indeed really dead, otherwise how could she have such a desperate thought?

A slender figure stood on the roof, he showed a pair of dark eyes, his complexion was white and unusual, after listening to Princess Lian's mournful singing, his arms stretched out and leaped over the air above the listening tower.

At the same time, Ziwu pushed open the door of Jian Ke's bedroom, he didn't know that there was someone on the roof just now, but seeing that so many secret guards in the palace could not find any trace of this person but did not move, he naturally did not know.

"You want to become a monk!"

Ziwu clasped her hands around her chest and leaned her back against the pillars.

"What's the matter with you?"

Jian Ke was upset, his lips and teeth clashed, and he couldn't understand why the secret guards of the night watch didn't notice him.

"If you are a monk, you might as well go back with my son to be a young lady!"

Ziwu raised her hand and brushed the hair on her chest, and stood in a different position.

"I don't want to let go of a family business like the palace, does your family have a gold mountain or a silver sea?"

Jian Ke twisted his head and didn't look at Ziwu, indicating that he didn't look down on him.

"It's not bad to follow this son! I think my Yanlin Villa is famous in the entire martial arts, and there is no gold and silver sea, but I can ensure that you can enjoy peace in peace! ”

Ziwu stepped forward and did it on the side of Jian Ke's bed, and said with some frustration: "What's so good about Feng Lian!" Now that his life and death are uncertain, the prince still doesn't take the opportunity to control the government? Why should you be involved? ”

"Do you also think Feng Lian is not dead?"

Jian Ke was interested, and his body unconsciously leaned towards Ziwu.

Ziwu smelled the fragrance coming from her, and his heart throbbed, and he wanted to be closer to her.

Suddenly approaching: "I don't think it's true, it's for sure!" Don't you think that Zuo Meng's behavior is a little strange after he comes back? If Feng Lian is really dead, not reporting to the Zongren Mansion is the crime of bullying the king, why don't you mourn secretly? Don't look at Ben Gongzi like that, don't be self-righteous and think that it's because you didn't give the order! ”

Jian Ke found that the distance between herself and Ziwu was terrifying, she could clearly feel his breath, looking at Ziwu's facial features in the dark, she vaguely felt that his gaze seemed to be a little burning.

"You're trying to get closer, believe it or not, I'm shouting now, you're going to die a terrible death?"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Ke's shoulders tightened, and he suddenly felt extremely stiff.

Obviously she wanted to scream, but she couldn't make any sound in her mouth, so she thought that she was pointed!

There was warmth on the back of Ziwu's hand on her cheeks, and his hand ran over her forehead, the bridge of her nose, her lips, and then rested on her small, pointed chin.

Jian Ke couldn't speak, couldn't move, and a trace of panic bred in his heart: What do you want to do, you stinky boy?

She looked at Ziwu motionlessly, and couldn't help but have a headache when she saw him dressed, and when she saw him cleaned for the first time, she felt that it was really amazing.

At this moment, he is wearing an aqua blue sheer gauze robe, a jade crown and a bundle of hair, and the jade tree is not enough to describe him.

The wide sleeves almost covered half of his body under the gesture of raising his hand, and the flowing water blue hung with a sense of suspense, not to mention that he was handsome and durable.

When Jian Ke was still healthy in her previous life, she didn't go to the cowherd shop because she was not happy with her husband.

The more I look at Ziwu at this moment, the more I feel that he is noble and gorgeous, different from Feng Lian's bewitching beauty, and this kind of dress is indeed better than the red-card young master in the cowherd's shop.

If Ziwu was a prodigal son, he would have been killed by him at that time in Xinyue Building, and he didn't mean that at the moment, he was just a little playful.

But the fragrance around the nose and the delicate little face in front of him are enough for Ziwu's heart to throb.

"Tsk, you can't call it out, can you? Although you are good-looking, you really dare not compliment your temper! ”

Ziwu let go of Jian Ke's chin, reached out to support her shoulders and let her lie flat on the bed, and carefully covered the brocade quilt for her.

He whispered: "It's late at night, you are so resting, and after three hours you will be able to move freely!" ”

Jian Ke was stunned for a moment, completely stunned by his actions, blinking his eyes, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

She really hadn't been able to sleep peacefully for several nights, but she didn't expect Ziwu to see it in her eyes, and she inadvertently had a good impression of this big boy.

She thought that Ziwu was not related to her, not only detoxified her, but also always coaxed her to be happy, but now she was worried about her when she couldn't sleep well, such a warm man was indeed much stronger than Feng Lian's popsicle!

I'm really afraid that I will go out of the wall if I go on like this, so Die Fenglian hurry up and bring the old lady back!

"Ke'er, I'm gone, and you can only rely on yourself to be more careful in the future!"

Ziwu raised her hand and closed Jian Ke's eyes, and then left with a little reluctance.

He is indeed leaving, something happened to Yanlin Villa, how could he, as the thirty-sixth generation of the villa, ignore it?

Jian Ke was clicked to sleep, after perceiving Ziwu's departure, she couldn't help but enter the dream, she didn't know that after tonight, she would not see this teenager for a long time......—————————————————————————— Xiaoyu has something to say: Recently, there was something wrong with Xiaoyu's code software, and the pre-prepared manuscript was suddenly out of order, and the content had to be reorganized, for fear that it would not be updated in time - Xiaoyu's text update time is generally automatically updated at 9:00 a.m., If there is no update after the time, you wait patiently, Xiaoyu will not break the update without special circumstances!

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