The next day, Qinghe woke up from his dream, he didn't know where he was, and his heart was full of doubts: "So fluttering, am I in Guijiang?" ”

As soon as he looked up, his snowy eyes were full of stubbornness and persistence, and he was looking at each other in a daze.

Qinghe smiled: "Ah Long, why are you looking at me like this?" ”

He held his breath: "I want to kiss you, but I'm afraid of being spit on by you." ”

Qinghe was extremely surprised: "Ah Long, why can't you say it sincerely?" Have I ever spurned you? ”

He had a bitter face, full of sorrow: "The fragrance of Yiren is floating in the incense hill, and Emei is in pain. I am afraid that the lotus fragrance will not return, and the lonely people will only be left with sorrow. ”

Qinghe turned a deaf ear, smiled sweetly, still insisted on his opinion, and said to him left and right: "Ah Long, since I don't go back to Nanyu, we don't need to climb the Jingmen Snow Mountain anymore, it's better to go back to Shuyuan directly." ”

He stared at her, not feeling frightened, and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "It will take three or five years to return to Shuyuan, and at that time, I will follow the 'Green Lotus Garden' of Changle Palace and build a 'Bihe Palace' for you in Shu Jade Palace." ”

Qinghe felt a cramp and suffocated when he heard this.

Green Lotus Garden! Biheden! These names are all far from Aaron.

Annoyed, he ruthlessly pushed him away for the first time: "Ah Long, you originally knew that I didn't like Qinghe Garden and Bihe Palace. In this world, my favorite is Aaron's Green Bamboo Courtyard. ”

Qinghe was angry, and he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and just wanted to leave in a bad mood.

He immediately repented, took out the yaoqin, dragged her to sit by the piano, and the moment his fingertips touched the strings, the melodious and melodious sound of the piano sounded in his ears like fairy music.

It is true that his piano sound is far less beautiful than before, but her broken heart is eager to heal, longing to meet Aaron again in the sound of the piano.

Qinghe sat beside him, his hands on his cheeks, staring at him with a smile on his face. A pair of eyes, brighter than the stars in the sky; A pretty face, more delicate than a lotus flower after the rain; A smile on his face, brighter than the full moon in the night sky.

He trembled so much that he couldn't play anymore, so he had to pluck the strings with one hand and hug her in his arms with the other.

His love is even more lingering than the sound of his piano. His desire is more undulating than the lofty mountains. His love is more enduring than the water of the Yangtze River.

Qinghe listened and listened, the tense nerves could no longer support it, and fell asleep soundly. In the dream, I was still kissed again, and I was gently embraced, swinging together, up and down, flipping and turning, swaying and undulating, and the fun was endless.

He turned over the clouds and whispered in a low voice: "Baby, I really threw myself at you, made such a difficult action, and still slept so sweetly." ”

Qinghe read her lover in her dream: "Aaron, I didn't sleep." Aaron swings so happily, ups and downs, it's like flying in the wind, swimming in the waves, coming in the clouds, going in the fog, where can I sleep? ”

He shuddered and said, "Don't worry, baby, I will swing every day to make you happy every day." ”

Qinghe's dreams are becoming more and more imaginative, sometimes soaring clouds and fog, sometimes turning the sky and the sea, and sometimes chopping waves.

She was extremely tired, and she just wanted to dream steadily: "Aaron, don't toss anymore, stop quickly, don't break my dreams." ”

He just didn't listen, turned the clouds and rained, loved and loved, wore lotus lotus, and never got tired of it.

The east is whitening, and everything is silent.

It was also just silenced, and her good dream wanted to continue, but she vaguely heard someone whispering outside the door: "Your Majesty, General Zixiao is back and is asking to see her outside the cabin." ”

In his sleep, he got up quietly, and heard the sound of dressing beside him, and heard the sound of tiptoeing to the bed, and the sound of "squeak" opening the door.

In the haze, I heard him ask in a low voice: "Dragon Demon ......" The voice is extremely soft, and I can't really hear it.

Zi Xiao was respectful, and his voice was extremely low: "The dragon demon is ...... dead, and the six armies of Xishu are su." ”

He was so satisfied, and joy filled his heart: "We ...... ...... such a very good thing." ”

The dream of Qinghe instantly transformed into the Qinmen Snow Mountain of "thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, mountain dancing silver snakes, and original Chi wax elephants".

Countless Shu ** soldiers, dressed in white, dressed in linen and filial piety, withstood the wind and snow, carried white flags, slipped step by step, and climbed the steep peaks covered by ice and snow.

She hurried after her and asked aloud, "What are you doing?" What about Aaron? ”

There was no answer, only the north wind howled, and it was fierce.

Today, during the Qingming Festival, Shu Road is full of wind and snow. The wind and snow, the rivers and mountains are the same, and the lover is decisive.

In the past life, life and death are parted, and you are still in the same month as you are. At that time, the moon shines out of the clutch, and the circle shines out of the gap.

Qinghe was independent in the wind in his dream, and asked himself: "Don't you have eyes?" They are clearly at a funeral! For whom? Aaron, of course! ”

She was suffocated, woke up in an instant, suddenly pushed away the restraints beside her, sat up, and exclaimed: "Ah Long! Aaron is dead! ”

The extremely terrifying reality instantly retrieved her memory, instantly attacked her body and mind, and instantly grabbed her breath: "I saw that Ah Long was severely injured and his body was incomplete, how could he come back to life?" ”

She was desperate for a moment: "Yes, I once drank the bitter soul-rejuvenating medicine under grief. Why, God! I beg you to take Aaron's life, you want to take his life! I beg you to give me a death, and you let me live in secret! ”

At that moment, Qinghe was heartbroken, Cang

Who would have expected the day to change? What about the reversibility? Raising his teary eyes, he couldn't believe it: there are more terrifying things, and there are more terrifying people!

Win!

Bo Ying tried his best to redeem himself and stretched out his arms.

Qinghe was terrified to the extreme, shrank to the corner of the bed, anxious and angry, and shouted: "Don't come here!" ”

Bo Ying saw that her voice was fierce in an instant, although it was expected, but he didn't dare to force it closer. He sat in the middle of the big bed, extremely tender, and said softly: "Qinghe, don't be afraid, now I am your husband." You can rest assured, I will devote my life to protect you whenever and wherever I want. ”

Seeing that there was no sadness in her eyes, only horror, he made a gesture of remorse: "Qinghe, it's all my fault." Yesterday, you shouldn't ask for too much over and over again because of your sex, so that you can't raise yourself after being injured, so that your mind is confused. ”

The horror has passed, the corners of Qinghe's mouth are full of sneers, and he secretly said in his heart: "The matter has come to this, why do you bother to behave?" Aaron is dead, will I still be haunted by this? Don't say that I am asleep and dreaming, I have no memory, I have long forgotten, even if I have memory, even if I have not forgotten, what you do, why worry about it, what you do, why worry? Now I'm just the walking dead. It's just a skeleton, compared to Aaron's love, it's insignificant at all, compared to Aaron's life, it's even more of a drop in the bucket, I'll worry about you for this? ”

Qinghe looked at Bo Ying coldly, and asked word by word: "My Ah Long, was he killed by you?" ”

Bo Ying is the king of a great country, with a far-sighted mind, known as the spirit of overriding the four seas, holding the talent of the eight wildernesses, not only experienced a hundred battles, but also Mount Tai collapsed in front of the color unchanged.

Now he suddenly felt scared, his face was calm, but he trembled in his heart: "Qinghe, why do you say this?" How could I go against your wishes? After a pause, he said, "Don't worry, since I have promised you, I will keep my promise." ”

Qinghe's eyes are as cold as thousands of years of ice and snow; Qinghe's voice was even cooler than the 10,000-year-old glacier: "I just heard it clearly, 'Ah Long is dead, Shu Jun Su'." ”

Bo Ying saw her bone-chilling eyes, staring at the "Dharma Sword" hanging high on the bulkhead, and suddenly felt cold, so he could only pretend to be happy: "Long Fan is alive and well, why do you curse him?" The six armies you are talking about are just the illusion of dreams, why take it seriously? ”

Qinghe ignored it, got out of bed by himself, and walked out.

She had just taken a step, and suddenly heard a fierce wind sweeping in, but when she saw a flash, Bo Ying was already in front of her, and she had a calm face: "Qinghe, where are you going?" ”

Qinghe looked at him coldly: "Where to go?" To tell you the truth, I am about to die, my heart is at home, and everything is as you wish. In a word, either let me go or kill me. ”

Bo Ying trembled, gritted his teeth and said, "I knew you were ruthless and unjust!" Birds hide their bows, rabbits die and dogs cook, it has always been your motto! ”

Qinghe sneered: "When it comes to treachery, who can catch up with you?" ”

Bo Ying's face was pale, his muscles were pounding with anger, his fists were clenched, and his joints were rattling.

Qinghe didn't feel sad and angry, but felt compassion: "Bo Win, even if you kill me, you vent your anger, I will be relieved." Since entering the Wu Army's big tent, I have not planned to live alone. ”

When Bo Ying heard this, he was angry and rushed to the crown, which was intolerable. In vain to please her, in vain to be her husband. She was hard-hearted and never took him to heart. She is willing to die for Long Fan anytime, anywhere. She never forgot Long Fan all the time.

He trembled for a long time, forced himself to stabilize his voice, and condensed his heart: "I won't be stupid enough to kill my beloved by mistake to vent my anger!" You are destined to be my woman for the rest of your life! Don't want to leave me half a step in this life! ”

Qinghe only felt funny and laughed: "Bo win!" You are not only arrogant, but also arrogant. Where am I your woman? A woman who still has a lifetime? But in my sleep, I was immersed in you once. I don't care, are you still concerned? The king of a country, favored by three thousand in the harem, would be so narrow-minded? As for lingering? Having said that, where do I want to go, there is no one who dares to stop me! I'm dead at most, so why should you act like it? After speaking, he ignored it and walked forward on his own.

Bo Ying was furious, the seven orifices smoked, flew up with a kick, and the lily screen rose into the air and shattered into several pieces.

Pity the delicate curly lily, which fell into thousands of flowers in an instant.

Bo Ying's eyes were split: "I have never seen a woman like you!" Lose all feeling of shame! Heartless! Just with my Wushan**, life and death are entangled! But in the blink of an eye, it is like a passerby! I know that you are not only cold-faced and cold-faced, but also cold-blooded and cold-hearted! He who doesn't look at me doesn't look at my heart! In your heart, you will only deceive, you will only take advantage! In that case, I might as well grant your wish! I still have a trump card in my hand, and that is Long Fan! If you dare to be treacherous, I will chop Long Fan into meat puree and chop it into meat sauce! ”

Qinghe really stopped and turned around. Hearing his furious shouting, he did not show weakness, raised his eyebrows, and looked at each other.

Bo Ying was calm, and said coldly: "Yes, Long Fan is in my hands!" You don't have to stare at me with such hatred, Qinghe. The last soldiers and horses I was stationed in Xishu, on the way back to the camp, I met Long Fan unexpectedly. They didn't know the inside story, and robbed Long Fan back to Soochow. All the mistakes are God's will, I just want to go against the sky, and it is beyond the reach of the whip. Now, Long Fan's life and death are in your thoughts. It's just that I don't have the leisure to deal with you, and I don't have the patience to coax you to be happy. If you disagree with me in the slightest, and if you don't like me in the slightest, I'll tear him to pieces. ”

Qinghe looked at him coldly, only to feel that he was sinister

It is really difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

After all, in her heart, the most precious thing is Aaron's life. It is better to believe it than to believe that it is not: "As long as Aaron lives, I want nothing else." ”

At the moment when she hesitated, Bo Ying suddenly stepped forward and grabbed a handful of hugs.

He was emotional, crying, maybe his acting skills were extraordinary, or maybe his true feelings were revealed: "You little thing, why are you looking for death and life?" Why don't you just kill me! DID YOU KNOW? You have broken my heart, crushed it, and worn it away! Qinghe, don't mention Shu to me again! Don't mention the dragon sail to me again! I can't stand this devastation! I promise you, as long as you stay by my side, I promise not to kill Long Fan. ”

Qinghe thought about Ah Long's life and death, and hated Bo Ying's capriciousness even more. For a while, he couldn't distinguish the truth from the false, and he couldn't think of a good solution, he was sad and bitter, but he was helpless. only had a cold face: "I want to see Ah Long first, otherwise, everything else will not be discussed." ”

Bo Ying's eyes were hazy with tears and he was noncommittal. After a long time, Fang said: "Pucheng is already in front of you." In the past two days, I have been planning to canonize you as Zhaoyi. When the canonization ceremony is over, you will reassure me, and I will arrange for you to meet. As long as you promise me, you will never give up for the rest of your life. ”

Hearing about his delaying tactics, Qing Heden was angry in his heart: "What are you doing?" Zhaoyi? You might as well issue an edict as soon as possible! ”

Angry for a moment, he suddenly thought of Aaron. A warm current surged her heart soaked in the Dead Sea and miserable, and she immediately made up her mind: "As long as Ah Long can live, I will be a pig, a dog and a Zhaoyi, so what is there to fear?" ”

Bo Ying hugged her lingeringly, and there were so many love words.

Qinghe didn't listen to a word. Not only did he not care about his words; Even if he is a person, he doesn't care about it.

Bo Ying is in a good mood, he lost the battle, he was frustrated, but now he kills Long Fan, snatches back his lover, and finally gets back a game. What's more, with Qinghe by his side, the "Three Tombs Art of War" and "Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains" seem to be no longer far away.

Full of the hope of victory, Boying quickly rushed to Changle Palace.

Changle Palace sits in the north to the south, is located in the Yang of Mingshan in Pucheng, according to the Yangtze River in the north, Qingxi in the east, reaches the Buzhou Peak in the west, reaches Yuhua Mountain in the south, and the natural screen arches and guards the Zhou of the palace city.

Naturally, on the topography, by the mountains and rivers, skillful use of canals, this is the unique feature of Changle Palace. Not only that, but the inner Miyagi Castle and the Pucheng water system are connected to each other, and the two rivers dissolve and flow into the Imperial Palace. The high and low are fascinating, the north is folded and the west is folded, and they reflect each other.

With the imperial city as the main body, three dynasties and five gates are laid out, and the palace noon gate adopts the shape of the gate, highlighting the majesty of the monarch's room. In terms of macro layout, the palace affairs are grand, the layout is rigorous, and the layout is staggered. On the combination of palace rooms, five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor, layers of depth, Changhong lying on the waves. In terms of architectural structure, the weather is magnificent and ingenious.

The Huaxuan Palace of Bo Ying is the main hall of the inner court, there are two golden lions outside the door, there is the Rihua Gate on the left, there is the Yuehua Gate on the right, there is the oblique corridor in the east and west, and there is the south study room in the back.

To the north is the Yining Palace of the queen, and then to the east, west and north three sides, there are Cirou Palace, Yingshui Palace, Chaoyun Palace, Yichun Palace, Chunhe Palace, all are corridor waist manhui, eaves teeth high peck.

Qinghe had no time to study the historical and cultural features, and there was only one thought in his heart: "Fight to the death to protect Aaron." "Since you have illusions and ask for others, you must guard against arrogance and rashness, behave modestly, and never deviate from morality.

Bo Ying also did what he said, and built the "Green Lotus Garden" and "Ailian Palace" close to the west side of Huaxuan Palace. Despite this, it went against the original intention and hid the secret room of Qinghe South Study.

Bo Ying does this, the reason is very simple, one is that he is in love, and he only hopes to stay with Qinghe day and night, and he is lucky at any time; the second is that he is very suspicious, and Qinghe is extremely smart, so he has to take strict precautions; The third is that he is really worried about the harem that hides murderous intentions, and he is worried that the unscrupulous people will plot against his new favorite.

In order to show the style of the king, the first thing he did when he returned to Changle Palace was to gather his favorite ministers to conspire to canonize Zhaoyi's concubine.

Knowing that this matter was tricky, Bo Ying hesitated, and the first person he secretly summoned was his confidant Sun Taifu.

Let's say that this Sun Taifu, as the mentor of the prince, not only has a good relationship with Bo Ying's father and son, but also has a close relationship with the Ministry of Rites.

Mrs. Sun was ordered to enter the palace, and Bo Ying quietly asked: "The widow has a beauty, and he has loved him for a long time." Thinking of the admiration, finally chosen by the side, the widow wants to promise Zhaoyi, Aiqing can have a good plan? ”

Hearing Bo Ying's hint, Mrs. Sun hurriedly knelt on the ground, bowed three times and knocked nine times, worried about the country and the people, but did not worry about the king, one mouth was blunt, and he was ruthless: "The king is a generation of Ming Jun, eloquent and strategic, and has the style of Yao Shun." Weichen thinks that it is reasonable for the monarch to want "a beautiful palace room, and a beautiful woman to fill Chen"; It is understandable that the king wants "the golden house to be dressed up as a delicate night, and three thousand favors in one". However, Zhaoyi's identity is too noble. The little lady has a humble position and short qualifications, so at present, it is not appropriate to be canonized like this. If not, the opinions are unstoppable, the mouth of the yoyo is difficult to seal, and the harem of the court cannot be stopped. At that time, don't say that the king is not happy, even the little lady will not be able to be alone. ”

Although the advice is contrary to the ear, Bo Ying has to listen. But when I thought about it again, my heart ached: "If Qinghe can't be a Zhaoyi, what good is it to be a little female official?" What kind of place is in the palace, I have been familiar with it since I was a child, and I already know it. It seems to be high-sounding here, but in fact it is intrigues, in fact, it is deceitful, and in fact it is full of murderous opportunities. Qinghe used to live outside the palace, and he was still free. I took her into the palace, my original intention was to give her grace, how could I make her inferior, bullied, and swallow her anger? ”