Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

When the sun is a little westerly, I think it's time to send Ying'er back to the palace, otherwise, the time of two days has arrived, and Ying'er will not return to the palace, and the king and the queen mother will probably ask if they want to go. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I went back to the house, Ying'er and her mother were still looking at each other and crying, so I didn't cook. At this time, Ying'er and I hadn't eaten all day, and I was already a little hungry. However, seeing the scene of Ying'er's mother and daughter, she didn't want Ying's mother to cook. I think I'd better go back to the palace first. Ying'er was persuaded by my mother and I to go on the road, and my mother sent her to the fork in the road leading to the palace in Peach Village, and finally, the mother and daughter hugged each other again and cried, shedding tears and saying goodbye.

That afternoon, as soon as the princess and I came out of the Frangipani Garden, we heard a very sad flute fluttering out of the Spring Garden not far away, like a cold winter wind blowing into my heart, and my heart was very uncomfortable. After Ying'er returned to the palace, she was arranged by the Queen Mother in the Spring Garden where the king's mother used to live. Except for the king, who visited her a few times a day, few people generally went there. As much as I sometimes want to go to her to see her, I don't know if it's wise to do so.

I glanced at the Spring Garden in the backyard and asked the princess, "How is Ying'er?" "But she shut herself up in the courtyard all day, and was not good at going out and socializing with others." I sighed softly and said, "She and her mother have lived for a long time in the shallow lake and reeds, isolated from the world, and are not good at socializing with others, so please let the princess spend more time with her on weekdays." The princess said, "If the prince has a word, the maiden will do it." The princess seemed to see my thoughts, and said, "Let's go to my sister and see what it is." I hesitated, then nodded.

I came to the door of the Spring Garden with the princess, knocked on the door, and when the maid saw that it was us, she happily shouted to Ying'er, "It's the princess and the prince of Longhua, they are here." As soon as the words ended, Ying'er ran out of the door and smiled at us, but I could still see that there was a deep sadness in her smile. We entered her house, which was small and delicate, and had been locked up for many years since the untimely death of the king's own mother, so that the patent leather of the doors and windows of the house fell off, the copper locks were rusted, and the courtyard was overgrown with barren weeds, giving people a kind of desolation and desolation. It was only after Ying'er entered the palace that the Queen Mother summoned craftsmen to repaint and renovate, especially after Ying'er moved in, the small courtyard was full of fresh and bright vitality again.

We sat around the charcoal fire, looking at each other, looking a little reserved, not knowing what to say or what to do. Ying'er and the princess are the same year, both nineteen years old, due to their different backgrounds and experiences, their personalities and temperaments are also very different, but they are the two youngest and most beautiful beauties in this palace. Ying'er is the most unforgettable girl I have ever seen. She is delicate and simple, honest and dependable; It seems quiet, but it is full of passion. But her passion and vitality bring people not the kind of **** impulse, but the kind of quiet and wonderful pleasure, fresh and meticulous, with infinite meaning, such as spring breeze and rain, like moist rain silently. But what the princess reveals is that kind of touching arrogance and coldness. Not to mention her demeanor, even if her dress and hairstyle are so chic and perfect, people are impressed, and they dare not be underestimated. She doesn't smile easily, even if she wants to laugh, she just purses her mouth and smiles, which makes people feel very charming and precious, and has a feeling of being flattered.

When two beauties meet together, they can't help but be a little rusty, and they don't know how to socialize after the salute. And Ying'er and I used to love each other, even if the girl didn't know, I was afraid that she would be aware of it. So, it doesn't seem so natural for everyone. In order to change this embarrassing situation of not knowing what to do. I suggest that everyone play a tune. When the princess heard this, she applauded, and Ying'er seemed to be happy, so she immediately took the flute from the wall.

I propose to let Ying'er blow first. Ying'er was not restrained, so she played the horizontal flute. She is playing an ancient song of heaven, mournful and complaining, whimpering, as if she is crying a sad and touching distant story. I was deeply moved by this sad and sad song, and my mind couldn't help but go back to the experience of life and death with Hi a few months ago. I will never forget Hi's primitive but incomparably noble sincerity and friendliness. He not only saved my life, but also gave me kindness and courage as a human being, and made it the most amazing and beautiful part of my life experience, which I will be moved by for the rest of my life. However, now that winter has entered, the cold winds are blowing, the vegetation is withering, and in a few days the snow will fall and freeze, and it will not open for months, so I wonder where else he can find food. How to survive this long and harsh winter. Thinking about it, tears poured out of my eyes.

Suddenly, Ying'er stopped the sound of the flute and looked straight at me with puzzled and uneasy eyes. Then the princess and the maid began to look at me with inexplicability and amazement. I woke up from my immersion and reverie, and hurriedly wiped my tears with my sleeve. Ying'er said in a tone of concern and humility, "Why is Childe crying, could it be that Ying'er's song touched Childe's sadness?" I shook my head at everyone and said, "The girl's song reminds me of a benefactor who was rescued in distress in Dongshan. He may have been a prisoner exiled from heaven, and the cruel and inhuman life in the wild had turned him into a savage, with unkempt hair, animal skins, and even a dumb voice, and he spent his days running all over the mountains and fields for a few wild fruits, but he always gave me the wild fruits he found first, and he himself was often hungry. It's a harsh winter, and the snow is about to close the mountain, so I don't know where else he can find food. At this point, Yingzi, the princess, and the maid were already in tears.

There was silence for a while, and the princess said, "It's getting late, it's time to take your leave." I got up and prepared to take my leave. Ying'er and the maid sent us out of the Spring Garden. When we broke up, I said to Ying'er, "The girl must not be alone and lonely in the house all day, because she will get sick in the long run." The princess also said, "My sister has nothing to do to come to the Frangipani Garden, and we can talk and entertain together." Ying'er smiled gratefully and nodded.

Early the next morning, Ying'er's maid, Lan Zhu, came to the king's study to look for me. I asked Lan Zhu, "Do you know what Ying'er wants to talk to me about?" Lan Zhu said very seriously, "The little girl doesn't know, I just know that Ying'er didn't sleep all night last night, and her eyes were so red when she got up in the morning, as if she had cried at night." As soon as I heard this, I followed Lanzhu to the Spring Garden. At this time, Ying'er was standing in front of the dresser, wiping her tears with her hands in front of the bronze mirror. When he heard me come in, he turned around, still looking pitiful, his eyes were indeed a little red and swollen, and there seemed to be tears shining in his eyes.

I said, "Why is it that the girl is so sad that she doesn't sleep all night?" Ying'er forced a smile, sat me down, and said, "Please tell me in detail about the age and appearance of the person I talked about yesterday." I thought for a moment, and said, "The one who is unkempt, dark and ugly, and old, but he is of great stature and extremely agile, and must be twenty-two or three years old." When Ying'er heard this, she said emotionally, "I'm afraid that person is my brother Fanjun." Suddenly, as if confused, I said, "Is that really going to be the case?" How so? Ying'er sighed softly and said, "I'm not very sure, I'm just guessing, but I heard what Gongzi said, his appearance and figure are very similar to his brother." I said, "What will happen to the girl, and what will happen to you?" "Dongshan is a place of penalty for the penalties of the kingdom of heaven, and it must not be entered without a special order from the king. Moreover, once the prisoner has been exiled, he cannot be returned.

Ying'er pondered for a moment, then raised her head, "I want to go to Dongshan and bring my brother back to Heaven, I wonder if Gongzi is willing to accompany his little daughter?" I was taken aback by her words, and I hurriedly said in a tone of admonition, "The girl must not be rash, and entering Dongshan without permission will be punished as a felony." Ying'er said with tears and perseverance, "My father died early, my brother treated me like a father, and my brother was innocent and unjustly insulted, life and death are unpredictable, if I don't save him, my conscience will be intolerable." Now that I have entered the palace again, my mother is even more lonely, so even if Ying'er sacrifices her life, she will save her brother from suffering. "Although Ying'er is gentle and weak, her will is extremely tough, if I don't want her, she will definitely go alone, and she will have a grudge against me, besides, he has the grace of life and death with me, how can I refuse with words? But I can't take Ying'er with me. She will soon become the queen of heaven, and if she is taken out of the palace and into the East Mountain, once she encounters trouble or is known by the king, she will not be able to get rid of it.

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