If Yu Ying said such a thing before, Ah Ci would definitely hold Yu Ying and beat him, but Yu Ying is now sick and weak, she is reluctant to beat him, so she can only press his head a little harder, Yu Ying smiled, and her eyes were bent into two crescents.

After dinner, the two sat on the high platform of the patio, and Ah Ci suddenly said, "You haven't seen me dance yet, have you?" ”

Yu Ying was stunned, "Sister Aci, do you still dance?" ”

"My mother used to be a generation of famous prostitutes, although she was not famous in the world or anything, but her dancing skills were also first-class and good, although I didn't specialize in learning, but I was familiar with it, and I also memorized a lot of dances."

She stood in the middle of the high platform, took off her coat, pinched her fingers into the shape of an orchid, her steps were light, the blue skirt rotated, like a slowly blooming blue hibiscus, like a crow's long hair swaying with her body, shaking out a soft arc, intertwined with the blue clothes, although there was no accompaniment, but looking at the dance, her ears seemed to sound the soft singing voice on the painting boat of the Jiangnan Water Town, and when she danced, Ah Ci's white face was dyed with a layer of crimson, as if she was on a layer of rouge, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead, and Ah Ci panted slightly, Picked up the shirt on one side and put it on, and said, "I haven't danced for a long time, and I'm a little rusty, if you want to laugh, laugh." ”

"That's good." Yu Ying held her face, "Sister Aci, why didn't I know earlier that you could dance." ”

"Do you like it?"

"I love it."

Ah Ci's face faded a little red, and she pursed her lips and said, "Then I'll show you more in the future." ”

Yu Ying nodded heavily, and he suddenly hugged Ah Ci, "Sister Ah Ci, I really can't bear you." ”

"If you can't bear it, just live longer."

Yu Ying nodded, holding his hands tighter, Ah Ci felt his nervousness, patted him gently, and said, "Let's go back, it's cold outside, and your hands are cold." ”

The two went back to the room, Ah Ci went to the bathroom to bathe, and when she returned to the room again, Yu Ying had fallen asleep with the quilt in her arms, she looked at him with her eyes down, and suddenly there was a woman on the other side of the bed, and she also looked down at Yu Ying, Ah Ci was startled, and her hand in her sleeve tightened, "Who are you?" ”

The woman raised her head, her delicate eyebrows, almond-like moist eyes, her straight nose, and cherry-like ruddy lips were no different from her own face.

"Do you really exist, or am I dreaming again?"

"Of course I really exist." Linglong smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Ah Ci, do you remember what I said to you last time?" ”

Ah Ci remembered that in the last dream, the things in the dream actually couldn't be remembered for a long time, but in that dream, from beginning to end, she remembered every word that Linglong said to her clearly, and even the moment when the white jade pillar collapsed at the end, she still remembered.

"You asked me to help you find someone." Ah Ci said, Linglong smiled and nodded, "Let's not talk about whether I can find him if the world is big, if I help you find him, what good will it be?" You can't save A-Ying. ”

"The delicate bones are integrated into your blood and bones, and you have the power of Wu Zhu, and this is my reward."

"Delicate bones are not what I want."

"Then why didn't you return it in the first place?" Linglong's black eyes stared at her, Ah Ci felt weak for a while, she just thought at first that this should be some kind of valuable thing, if it was taken to a pawnshop, it might be a good price.

"Ah Ci, help me find him." Linglong begged bitterly.

"What do you have to say to him? Tell me first, what if I found him after you were gone? ”

Linglong covered her chest with her hands, her face was pale, she slowly raised her head, and said, "You tell him that I have never regretted it, and if I could turn back time, I would still make the same choice as I did at the beginning." ”

Hundreds of years ago in a winter, Wu Zhu Linglong was born in the Chenyu Hall of the Palace of the King of Youquan, originally the previous Wu Zhu predicted that this winter would be the coldest winter in the history of Youquan Kingdom, but the birth of Linglong, so that spring came in advance, the middle of the desert rarely appeared in the wonder of spring flowers, everyone thought that they had seen a mirage, but during Linglong's reign, there would be such a scene in the spring of every spring.

Linglong has been sitting in the Chenyu Hall every day since he can remember, praying for the people of the Izumi country, prophesying that the people of the Izumi country respect her and love her, and worship her as a god, but in fact, the witch is not a god, the witch is just the messenger of the oracle, and Linglong has more power than the witch wish, which is very strange.

But no one doubted this, and neither did Linglong herself.

She grew up to sixteen years old, except for the king of Youquan Kingdom and her predecessor Wu Zhu, she had never seen anyone else, she had no emotions that a normal person should have, and her expression was only a smile.

The Central Plains sent an envoy, but this envoy got lost in the overlapping Youquan Palace, and broke into the Chenyu Palace.

The compass pointer that pointed the direction suddenly reversed, pointing to the door, Linglong turned her head, looking at the strange Central Plains man at the door, she still smiled, stood up, walked in front of him, silver light flashed in her hand, and the sharp dagger was against his neck.

"Who are you?" Her voice was as cold as jade, but the smile on her face was still as warm as a spring breeze.

"My name is Falling Cold." The man introduced.

Linglong's expression did not change, the man reached out and removed her hand holding the dagger, Linglong's eyes flashed with curiosity for the first time, and repeated his name: "Cold? ”

The man nodded and said, "The fall of the stars, the cold cold." ”

Linglong withdrew the dagger, pursed her lips, and blinked, she looked up and down the cold a few times, and then asked, "Why did you come back here?" ”

"Because I'm lost, who are you?"

"I'm Linglong."

Meteoric Han smiled softly, Linglong looked at him without blinking, she had only seen the eternal straight-faced Youquan Guojun and the white-bearded Huahua's predecessor Wu Zhu, such a good-looking young man, she was the first time she had seen it, when he smiled, his eyes would squint slightly,

The light in his eyes was gentle and gentle, and his voice was also very good, she couldn't describe it, but she felt that the man in front of her made her feel very comfortable.

"Can you take me out?" Meteoric asked her gently.

Linglong blinked, she had never walked out of this Chen Drinking Palace, and she didn't know what she would encounter after she walked out, but at this moment, she thought that if she took him out, she would be able to stay with him for a while, she reached out, held his hand, and said, "Okay, I'll take you out." ”

She walked out of the Chenyin Palace, and saw such a bright sun for the first time, because she had not seen the sun all year round, her skin showed a luster like ice and snow in the sun, and her black hair hung softly behind her head like satin, and a slight breeze blew it, raising her hair strands, brushing her cheeks, tickling.

She felt fresh when she saw everything, there were big hibiscus flowers blooming in the palace of the spring king, clusters and clusters piled up, like a colorful haze, a stone step in front, there were several potted plants with strange shapes on the stone steps, she jumped over with her skirt, picked up the potted plant and checked it carefully, the palace maid who had never seen Wu Zhu saw her holding a potted plant, and scolded with a sharp voice: "Let go!" Do you know what it is? This is a potted plant brought by the envoy of the Central Plains, and it is not enough to compensate for breaking your ten heads! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the falling cold behind Linglong, her face turned red, and she crossed her hands in front of her chest and saluted, "Lord Falling Cold." ”

Falling Han smiled slightly, and said: "I just got lost, it was this girl who brought me out, it's just a potted plant, how can it be worth a human life?" ”

The little palace maid's face turned even redder, I don't know whether she was ashamed or ashamed, Linglong stood on the steps with a potted plant, looked at the two of them blankly, walked over and asked, "Do you like it very much?" ”

Linglong nodded, and Falling Han smiled again, and said, "Then I'll give it to you." ”

Linglong looked down at the small round potted plant, revealing a sweet smile, Meteorite Han walked towards his bedroom, Linglong followed behind, Meteorite Han walked a few steps, she also walked a few steps, Meteoric Han turned around, "What's wrong?" Anything else? ”

Linglong looked down at her toes and whispered, "I, I won't go back." ”

Later, Shen Han learned that Linglong turned out to be the witch of Youquan Kingdom, and it was he who took Linglong out of the Chenyin Hall for the first time by mistake, which was an extremely unlucky thing for Youquan Kingdom, and the king's attitude towards Shenhan changed three hundred and sixty degrees, and it was already polite not to put him in prison.

Later, Falling Han returned to the Central Plains, Linglong returned to the Chenyin Palace, but she saw through the huge virtual mirror that Falling Han met a sand bandit on the road, the long knife of the sand bandit penetrated through the abdomen of Falling Han, she saw him fall in a pool of blood, she suddenly cried, rushed out of the Chenyin Palace, rushed out of the palace all the way, the carriage and horse of the Central Plains envoy was still parked at the palace gate, Falling Han led a group of messengers to get on the car, seeing her, he smiled at her, she ran over, took his hand: "Don't go!" ”

Meteoric Han tilted his head slightly to look at her, with a playful smile in his eyes, "You can't bear me?" ”

"You're going to die!" Linglong shouted, her voice was thin and urgent, and she didn't hear it clearly, or maybe she heard it clearly but thought she had misheard, she frowned slightly and leaned forward slightly, "What did you say?" ”

"You're going to die!" Linglong repeated again, "Someone, someone wants to kill you!" You're all going to die! ”

What she saw in the virtual mirror was a prophecy that these people would be killed by the bandits, and the bandits would rob their carriages and their money.

"How do you know?"

"I saw it, I saw it in the virtual mirror!" Linglong's words were intermittent, but Meteoric Han still understood, he knew that the witch of Youquan Country could predict the future, and he didn't believe in the so-called witchcraft, so although Linglong told him so, he still wouldn't leave it alone.

"I don't believe your prophecy," Fallch said calmly, "but thank you for coming to remind me." ”

He smiled and reached out to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead, "Go back quickly, or that white-bearded old man will discipline you again." ”