For many days, Xuan Qi was immersed in joy, and in his eyes, everything in Biancheng seemed to add brilliance and dazzling.

In the past few days, his Lingwang Mansion has not been lively, and all the guards and servants have come in and out, adding new ones to the palace, and putting up lights.

After a few days, the originally solemn Lingwang Mansion has more bright colors and a new look.

The subordinates privately discussed: "I don't know if it's an illusion, recently, King Ling has a little more smile on his face." A few days ago, a maid had no intention of knocking over the jade inkstone given by the king, but King Ling did not punish him too much. The incredibleness of all this may be due to the mysterious guest who is coming. ”

At dusk on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, the sky in the west was full of clouds after the snow. A carriage went all the way east from the Shutong Pavilion in the south of the city and stopped in front of the Lingwang Mansion.

A handsome man jumped out of the front of the car: "Girl, it's here." ”

The woman lifted the curtain and poked her head out, smiled at the man, and got out of the carriage with the man's support: "Su Wei, I'm tired." ”

Su Wei saluted her: "Miss Ji is polite, my master has not returned when he enters the palace, and he ordered the villain to take the girl and the old man Mo into the wing room to rest." ”

As he was talking, an old man got out of the carriage with the support of an entourage, and said: "It is comfortable to live in the same hall, you King Ling have to take our grandfather to this palace, but you have a heart, little sister, you have to thank people." After speaking, he gave the woman next to him a meaningful look.

"Uncle, I know." Ji Qianning was uncomfortable with Mo Lao and pouted at him.

Su Wei on the side only felt funny.

"Su Wei, please lead the way." Along the way, her uncle teased her a lot, and Ji Qianning was afraid that he would make fun of herself again, so she hurriedly put aside the topic.

Su Wei couldn't help but laugh and took the two of them into the mansion to their respective rooms.

Ji Qianning was bored, walked out of the door and wandered, enjoying the scenery of the palace while walking, and was sighing that a few pieces of red silk hanging in a dark color seemed very abrupt, but she didn't think about it, she didn't want to be stepped forward and hugged her waist tightly, she looked down in panic, and the person in front of her was only as high as her neck.

"Sister Beauty, you're finally back." The eleven or twelve-year-old child said with a crying voice.

Ji Qianning raised her eyebrows, instantly grabbed the child's shoulders, pulled him from her arms to her eyes, bent down and shouted excitedly, "Child." ”

Xuan Zhi nodded excitedly, his eyes filled with tears of joy.

Ji Qianning touched his head: "I haven't seen him for three years, I've grown so big, taller, and thinner." ”

"Sister Beauty, I said goodbye back then, but I only saw you today, I thought it was ...... In the past few years, Zhi'er has missed you very much. ”

A wry smile flashed at the corner of Ji Qianning's mouth, and he reached out and scratched his nose: "Aren't I coming back?" ”

Xuanzhi suddenly pouted: "Hmph, Brother Wang is very excessive this time, I only informed my sister about coming back this morning, I wanted to look for you, but Brother Wang said that I would take you into the house at dusk, so I can wait with peace of mind." Today, I have been looking forward to my sister's arrival. ”

"I can testify to this, and the child's behavior today can be described in four words, that is, 'looking forward to wearing'." Ji Qianning only cared about talking to Xuan Zhi, and did not notice that there was a young man standing behind Xuan Zhi, hearing the young man's sudden words, Ji Qianning was shocked.

Looking up, a young man estimated to be about fifteen years old stood with his hands behind his back, and he was graceful and majestic at a young age, and if he looked closely, the corners of his mouth were somewhat similar to Xuan Qi. "Who is this?" She asked.

Xuan Zhi saw Ji Qianning asking, and said happily: "Sister Beauty, this is Zhi'er's eleventh royal brother." ”

"It turned out to be the eleventh prince, it's rude." Ji Qianning bowed to the young man.

"In Xia Xuanyi, I saw my brother and sister-in-law. How old is the young brother and sister-in-law of Xuan Yixu, and the brother and sister-in-law can call me eleven like the six royal brothers. Xuan Yi, the eleventh prince of Chiyan, said mischievously after bowing deeply to Ji Qianning.

After listening to Eleven, Ji Qianning looked embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "Who is your brother and sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Huh? Isn't the person Brother Wang thinks about every day his sister? Eleven deliberately frowned and touched his chin.

"In this world, except for the beautiful sister, there is no one else who can make Brother Wang lose his soul like this." Xuan Zhi stood between the two of them at the right time and said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, kids." Ji Qianning frowned, pretending to be angry, at this time she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Sister, the child is over twelve years old, and she is not a child anymore." Xuanzhi saw the look on his sister's face, and he only thought it was funny.

"Since you are the person in the heart of Brother Wang, it is not an exaggeration to call a brother and sister-in-law on the eleventh, right?" When he was still eleven young, he suddenly saw that the god-like Sixth King Brother in his heart was drunk all day long and decadent, and the reason was that it was a woman named Ji Qianning. In those days, he even had a hatred for this woman he had never met.

Later, the name Ji Qianning, Eleven heard it thousands of times in Xuanzhi's mouth, and it was later that he slowly understood that he could make Brother Liuwang forget for many years, and she must be a great woman.

When we met for the first time today, he had an inexplicable affection for this sister who had never met. Perhaps, everyone in the world has a heart for beauty, and he found this woman more and more interesting, so he teased a few more words.

"Talk nonsense, be careful that I beat you?" Ji Qianning resisted the urge to step forward and choke the two.

"Who made us Ning'er angry?" Xuan Qi, who returned from Sheng'an Palace, saw Ji Qianning, whose face was covered with blush, being teased by two children not far away, and watched a good show. Looking at Ning'er, who was angry at this time, he walked forward with a smile.

Ji Qianning turned around and saw Xuan Qi, as if grasping at a life-saving straw: "Xuan Qi, you came just in time, your two younger brothers, you should take care of it." ”

"Oh, I don't think they're wrong." It is rare for Xuan Qi to encounter this kind of situation, and he can't let go of this opportunity, he wants to "take revenge".

Ji Qianning glared at Xuan Qi, and was so ashamed that she couldn't even finish her words: "Even you ......"

At the right time, two crisp laughter came from behind Xuan Qi. Ji Qianning looked for a sound, Nangong Ning and Bai Yi had already arrived at some point, followed by Bai Yi's attendant Bai Yang.

Ji Qianning only felt embarrassed, unable to stay here, glared at the three people in front of her, ran over and pulled Nangong Ning and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

A few people were left to laugh pleasantly.

…………

At the beginning of the lanterns, the bright moon is in the sky. King Ling's Mansion was full of laughter.

A banquet was set up in the mansion to wash the dust for Mo Lao and Ji Qianning.

The banquet was full of familiar faces, Xuan Qi, Ji Qianning, Mo Lao, Bai Yi, Nangong Ning, Xuan Zhi, Xuan Yi...... Everyone drank and talked happily and complained to each other.

When the feast was about to end, Xuan Qi and Ji Qianning left the table, and after the two left, everyone looked at each other and laughed understandingly.

The two of them sat quietly in the garden pavilion, letting the wind blow to wake up the wine.

"How have you been doing in the past few years?" A cold wind blew, Xuan Qi sobered up a little and took the lead in speaking.

Confused under the wine, Ji Qianning leaned lazily on the railing, for a long time, recalling the ethereal past in the clouds, and slowly said: "It's not good." ”

Xuan Qi looked distressed and looked at it affectionately, her beautiful face reflected in her eyes.

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ji Qianning's mouth: "Don't you be curious, why did I hold a knife on the street that day?" ”

She was finally willing to speak, and Xuan Qi felt a little more happy in her heart.

The moon is still bright, and the light shines into the barren heart of her daughter's family, and a long-term story is told: "Do you still remember that year, you and I collaborated on "The Emperor's Martyr"? The world only knows that "The Emperor's Death" is an ancient song, and few people in the world have learned it, but they don't know that this obscure music requires deep internal force to play in order to show its effect. Otherwise, he will only follow suit and smile generously. ”

After Ji Qianning finished speaking, she glanced at Xuan Qi, and saw that he was surprised, and she was even more convinced that he didn't know.

"You boys have been martial arts since childhood, and no one has told you about this. It was also a coincidence, I was fortunate to meet my master when I was a child, and when I was three years old, my father and mother sent me to Youlan Valley to learn art. At that time, there were only three people in the world who learned "Emperor Martyrdom", and the highest attainment was my master, and it was from then on that I followed the master to practice martial arts. Five years passed in a blink of an eye, when I was seven years old, Daxin invaded, my father died tragically, my mother went with my father, and they fell at my feet. When Daxinren's butcher's knife came, it was the master who saved me. I don't understand, why a master with high skills will also fall under the butcher's knife of Daxin people, I have never understood...... Before he died, the master passed on his skills to me, and at that time, my small body was overwhelmed, and I had witnessed the tragic death of my relatives before, so I fell on the battlefield. Later, my brother brought back me, who was angry, and tried his best to seal my inoperable internal force, and the blow from the depths of my soul made me have a high fever for ten days, and after waking up, I lost the most painful memory, only vaguely remembering the tragic death of my father and mother, and vaguely remembering that there was a master in Youlan Valley who taught me piano skills, but I deeply remembered "The Emperor's Death". ”

After she finished speaking, a line of clear tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, reflecting the moonlight.

Xuan Qi looked at her seriously, a weak woman, how much burden she had in her heart, he couldn't wait to share one or two for her.

That line of tears evoked a thousand tenderness in his heart, and he unconsciously raised his right hand to gently wipe away the tears for her.

Ji Qianning looked into his eyes, grinned the corners of his mouth, and showed a forced smile.

This scene, Xuan Qi saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, he couldn't care about anything else, and reached out to hold her tightly in his arms, as if only in this way could he alleviate some of the pain in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Ji Qianning did not resist at all.

Sometimes, a thousand words are less than a warm embrace.

Ji Qianning's heart flowed with warmth, obediently snuggled in Xuan Qi's arms, closed her eyes, the remaining tears in her eyes overflowed and stained her eyelashes, time seemed to stand still, and the years were quiet.

For a long time, the hoarse voice continued to tell the long-ago story: "Three years ago, maybe it was because of the great grief and pain again, or maybe it was because the internal force broke through the seal, and the moment I fell off the cliff, I woke up the lost memory. I thought that this was the end of my life, but I was glad that I survived, maybe God blessed, that day, there happened to be a man who lived in seclusion at the bottom of the cliff to collect medicine, and saw me falling from the sky, he flew to catch me and fell smoothly in the same place, due to the fall during the fall, I was still seriously injured. Under the careful care of the man and his wife, the injuries healed after a few months. During this period, the man was surprised to find that I was the son of an old man, and it turned out that he was the uncle who had gone to war before the age of twenty and had not been heard from in a few years. ”

Here's another beautiful story.

Another gust of cold wind blew, Ji Qianning curled up and rubbed into Xuan Qi's arms. Xuan Qi glanced down at her, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then hugged her tighter.

"It turned out that when my uncle went into battle to kill the enemy, he actually fell in love with the female general of the enemy country, and the general also had a secret affection for him. The two armies are fighting, on the one hand, the righteousness of the family and the country, and on the other hand, the love of children and daughters, and he can't choose between them. In a battle, he sacrificed his life to save her. The female general desperately took her uncle away, did her best to heal him, and was accused of collaborating with the enemy. Since then, the two have looked down on the world, found the bottom of the cliff, and lived a secluded life. The female general was her later aunt. Later, with the help of my uncle, I began to use the true qi of my physical strength easily, and it was after that that I practiced with my uncle to relieve my inner depression. During the days of living with them, it seemed that I had returned to my father and mother, but I was carefree and happy. But half a year ago, my aunt passed away, and I left that sad place with my uncle. ”

In those years, whether it was joy or pain, now it is just a few words.

After hearing what she said, Xuan Qi seemed to think of something, and asked with joy in his eyes: "Now that you have recovered your memory, do you remember the young man who studied the piano in Youlan Valley as a child?" ”

"Huh?" Ji Qianning looked at him, his eyes were blank, "Young man? ”

Xuan Qi was stunned for a long time, and sighed in frustration: "That's it." ”

"Have you really forgotten me?" He cried out in his heart.

Ji Qianning lowered her head, pulled Xuan Qi's placket in her hand, and chuckled.

When he was six years old, Youlan Valley had an additional senior surnamed Chu, followed by his ten-year-old grandson.

The little girl was dressed in white, and the little boy was dressed in a black robe, and the two looked at each other and smiled. Since then, the cinnabar between the girl's eyebrows has been deeply reflected in the boy's eyes.

That year, they learned the piano together, played together, and the years were full of each other's laughter.

In the autumn of that year, the maple leaves were like fire, and the girl tore off the auspicious cloud-shaped jade pendant around her waist and put it on the boy's hand: "Brother Qi, don't forget Ning'er,"

The boy smiled at her: "Brother will never forget Ning'er, when I grow up, I will come to you." ”

On that day, the girl looked at the path the boy had left until the sun set.

It turns out that some love has been planted a long time ago.

Thinking back, Ji Qianning secretly took out an object from her arms, which turned out to be an auspicious cloud-shaped jade pendant, and went around and around, and it actually returned to her hand.

She looked at Xuan Qi and smiled like a flower:

Xuan Qi, forgive me for remembering you later.