129. Chapter 129
In the dark Ye Palace, lanterns were hung high in the corners of the eaves of the main hall, swaying in the night wind, emitting a faint and faint light. The fairyland-like palace was dim and bleak at this time!
In the empty and huge bedroom, Zi Ye has the habit of going to bed early. The purple psychic jade pendant hanging from the bed curtain emitted a lilac glow.
The dream that has haunted me since I was a child appeared in Ziye's dream again.
The fairy aura is swirling, and the lotus pond is full of lotus flowers, and colorful auspicious clouds and wonderful sounds appear in the sky.
A man in a purple silk robe knelt beside the lotus pond, and could only see a thin and lonely back, with black hair like lacquer and a purple crown on his head. I can't see the real face. Looking up at the colorful auspicious clouds, a crystal clear lotus platform gradually appeared.
On the lotus seat, Guanyin Master is dignified and kind, holding a jade bottle in his left hand, and a branch is inserted in the bottle to sweep away the residual mist and weeping willows, and he said to the man in purple who kowtows with a kind face: "She has been immersed in the jade bottle for thousands of years, the four are empty, the six roots are quiet, there is no thought, no greed, no anger, no ignorance." Shang Immortal really wants to give up tens of thousands of years of cultivation, and the immortal class will go down to find her? ”
The purple-robed man's body was slightly stunned, he lowered his head and suddenly raised his head again and said to Master Guanyin: "This immortal came to say goodbye to Master Guanyin and chose to go down to the mortal world to find her." ”
That is, I don't know what love is, but love. Does the immortal still want to look for her? ”
That is, she doesn't know what love is, it's love. The fairy found her and taught her what love is. Benxian won't give up on her. It has been 10,000 years, and the heart of sinking can be let go long ago. ”
Master Guanyin shook his head with a kind jade face, and the lotus platform gradually disappeared......
The man watched Guanyin disappear and called nervously: "Tuas, please stay......"
Zi Ye shouted in his dream: "Big ...... Tuas, please stay, how can I find her......"
Waking up from the dream, Zi Ye sat up suddenly, looking at the light of the psychic purple jade on the bed curtain, which was especially dazzling in the dark and boundless bedroom. Purple eyes stared at the starter, this dream has become more and more frequent recently.
What does this mean?
Fei Luo's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, you have a nightmare again?" ”
"It's okay, I've been used to it for a long time, you can rest and take it."
After being silent for a while, Fei Luo's voice sounded again: "Master, Xuyang has something to say." ”
Zi Ye was nervous, and said in a loud voice: "Is there something wrong with Lan'er?" Tell him to speak quickly. ”
Xuyang's calm voice sounded: "Lord Wang, the third lady said that you should see her in Prime Minister Yan's mansion within a stick of incense." ”
"Is something wrong with Lan'er?"
"Well, something happened, her meal today was poisoned."
The sound of a porcelain vase breaking in the room permeated the silence of the night.
The two people outside the door were shocked, and lowered their heads, usually it seems that the prince has a kind and gentle face, but whenever he starts to be ruthless, he is like a dark devil, a demon lord of hell. The means cannot be described as cruel, they simply destroy the world and destroy the lives of people.
Especially Xuyang, who has served two masters, outsiders He Fan is cruel and ruthless. But Zi Ye was even worse than him, killing like a hellish rakshasa!
The two of them were in a daze outside the door. The door of the bedroom had been opened, and Zi Ye said indifferently in the wheelchair: "Let's go ......"
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Youlan smashed the dishes and chopsticks, which alarmed the people in the house, and Mrs. Li and Wang Mo came to watch the plate smashed by Youlan. Frightened in his heart, he asked Youlan in surprise: "Lan'er, what's wrong." ”