"What about you?" Gao Cheng asked unmoved as if he hadn't heard Yang Shunhua's words, "Have you ever missed me?" He didn't mean to joke, he was extremely serious. Gao Cheng slowly got up from the ground with the tip of the sword at his finger throat.

The sword didn't move, but her hand trembled slightly, Yang Shunhua didn't really stand up to the sword and stab, but she didn't put down the sword, she didn't want to look at Gao Cheng, but repeated, "Princess...... The princess is ...... inside."

"I'm asking you!" Gao Cheng, who stood up, stepped forward with his sword and suddenly shouted loudly.

There was a moment of silence.

Yang Shunhua still refused to look at Gao Cheng. He stood a stone's throw away from her, staring at her and refusing to let go.

At this moment, suddenly the sound of a piano flowing like a stream sounded, coming from the window. Gao Cheng couldn't help but look back, the window was still closed. He turned his head again and was about to take a step, but Yang Shunhua unexpectedly raised his sword and stabbed it. The force was not great, but it had pierced his skin. The clothes were torn, and the blood slowly oozed out, and the bright red was particularly glaring.

Gao Cheng only felt physical and mental pain. Yang Shunhua felt the sharp blade entering the flesh, but she didn't expect this to be the scene at all, she almost couldn't hold the sword, but she used all her strength to hold the sword. Finally willing to look at him directly, tears in his eyes, still cold for some reason, and said slowly, "You and I shouldn't see each other again, and we don't have to." If you lose the princess, I will not spare you. "Then he threw his sword on the ground, and the man was already flying away.

Gao Cheng saw her leaving, and he didn't know what it was like. At this moment, the sound of the piano in the house also stopped. He frowned and thought for a moment, his eyes rolled slightly, and finally he turned around and walked a few steps, gently pushed the door open and entered the house.

There was only dim light inside, but there was no one in the silence. Gao Cheng looked around in the faint light, only couches and few, no extra furnishings, and then went inside and was covered by a hanging curtain. There was no sound at all, and he almost wondered if he had misheard.

On the local case, there were a few eggs under the lamp and candle, I don't know what the truth is, Gao Cheng found it interesting and walked over to pick up one. A casual glance at it, there was a painting on the egg. It was a woman in yellow playing the piano in a bamboo pavilion in the stream, while a man in white was crossing the wall. Gao Cheng's heart was shocked, and he quickly picked up the rest of the eggs and looked at them, and sure enough, each one was painted on it.

The tall stupa was adorned with brass bells swaying in the wind, and the man in white and an old novice smiled at a dignified old man and four or five people of different shapes behind him. In the Buddha hall behind them, a woman in yellow and a woman in white peeped through the door.

Under the ancient pine, yellow flowers are everywhere, the woman in yellow holds a mallet and plays the chime, and the man in white dances the sword with a strong posture, and the silver light shines like a snowflake covering the whole body.

Under the pagoda, when the night is quiet, the man in white and the woman in yellow stand opposite each other in front of the pagoda, as if they are confiding in each other.

On the side of the Yangtze River, the waves are rolling, and there are building boats parked by the river. The man in white stood in front of the boat, and the woman in yellow stood opposite him.

……

Memories that had been sleeping for a long time suddenly collapsed.

Feeling that something was wrong, when he looked up, the woman in yellow in the painting was already standing under the curtain and looking at him.

"Husband." Xiao Qiongju smiled and spoke, with a hint of naughtiness, as if the little girl thought she had done something proud and deceived the adult.

Gao Cheng's heart was beating nonstop, and he threw the egg casually, letting it roll down and shatter a few times, and also smashed other eggs in the process of rolling. He strode up, hugged her vigorously into his arms without saying a word, and whispered in her ear, "Is it really you?" "I can't believe it.

Xiao Qiongju reached out and hugged his neck, and whispered in his ear, "My husband has been unaccustomed to water and soil all the way, and it has been very hard. Is it better to eat the soup made by the concubine? ”

"You did it?" Gao Cheng was surprised and delighted, stroked Xiao Qiongju's cheek, and looked down at her. He knew something was wrong, but the result was much more than he expected.

"Yes." Xiao Qiongju's face was as red as burning, and she could barely bear his enthusiasm. Avoiding Gao Cheng's gaze, he rested on his shoulder and listened to his heartbeat. Seeing the person who thinks about it day and night is ecstasy, but the ecstasy turns sharply, and he says with a little sadness, "I have been thinking about my husband for a long time, and when I see my wish today, even if I can't belong in the future, as long as my husband is well, the concubine has no regrets in her heart." ”

Hearing her so infatuated, Gao Cheng couldn't hold back anymore, didn't speak, picked up Xiao Qiongju and walked into the curtain.

At night, it was pitch black, and when the spring night dream on Yunmengtai was short, some people thought that they couldn't sleep for a long night.

On the cold spring night in Chang'an, Hou Jing stood under the pear blossom tree outside the post pavilion and listened to the story of the bearded man. He just listened, and didn't say a word. It wasn't until the subordinate general finished speaking and thought for a moment before asking, "What else did King Linhe say?" ”

The bearded man thought for a while and replied, "The king of Linhe County has repeatedly said that the emperor of the Southern Dynasty has mentioned to him many times that he respects Hou Jinggong's eloquence and strategy, and praises him as the first person in the Northern Dynasty. It's just that every time I mention it, I always sigh and regret it. The bearded man looked around and continued, "If it weren't for the great prime minister's expertise in government affairs, Hou Jinggong would have done a lot." This matter is only in the Northern Dynasty, if it is in the Southern Dynasty, why is it so? ”

Hou Jing remained silent on the surface and did not say a word. There was a hidden pain in my heart. Don't say that he is the prime minister, but now even the humble boy Gao Cheng wants him to bother to bother to meet him. If there is a successor to Gao Cheng in the future, he doesn't know what the situation is. Suddenly, when I thought of He Bayue, my heart was extremely cold.

The bearded man said again, "The king of Linhe County himself privately told the lord, saying that it is a pity that he can't serve the king in the same palace with Hou Jinggong, if he can get along every day, he must be taught, why worry about not being able to unify the north and the south and show his talents." ”

Hou Jing didn't answer this. He knew very well what kind of person Xiao Zhengde, the king of Linhe County, was.

The bearded man continued, "The king of Linhe said it was a pity. ”

"What's the pity?" Hou Jing asked absentmindedly, still thinking about the words of Emperor Xiao Yan of Liang that he had just heard.

"It's not that the lord is a pity, it's that Her Royal Highness the princess is a pity. said that the princess sneaked out of the palace this time, and it was thousands of miles away, please pay more attention to the lord, don't have anything happening. ”

Hou Jing still didn't speak, and subconsciously looked into the post pavilion, thinking in his heart, I was afraid that what should have happened would have happened earlier. But he was indifferent, it had nothing to do with him, and he had no intention of doing it. Xiao Zhengde was extremely stupid when he said such a thing, and he didn't know what he meant.

The bearded man looked at Hou Jingzhi's face and said, "The king of Linhe County sighed that the sister of Emperor Wu Sun Quan can still see talents and know Emperor Zhaolie. The princess is not young, how can she be confused and not know anyone? If you match the princess with Hou Jinggong, wouldn't it be better than that Xianbei erection? ”

This metaphor does not seem appropriate. But Xiao Zhengde's conjecture made Hou Jing suddenly clear as if he had been empowered. His heart was surging, but he only commanded, "The son of the world is not in good health now. If there is a mistake in Chang'an, I am afraid that Daxingtai and the hussar general will not be able to explain to the prime minister. Besides, the prince has been in Chang'an for a few days, and he has not met the hussar general, so I am afraid that it is inappropriate. ”

The bearded man understood that he would bow his head and go.

As night approached, the gate of the Chang'an Hussar General's Mansion quietly opened. In the darkness, a figure landed silently from the sky. He seemed to whisper a few words at the door, and then entered the gate smoothly. The gates of the Hussar General's Mansion were closed tightly at the same time.

It didn't take long, only a moment's effort, and the gate of the Hussar General's Mansion opened again. This time it was a big opening, and what was even more surprising was that the hussar general Yuwentai was the first to come out. It doesn't seem to be slow, but the atmosphere is tense based on the feeling.

Yuwentai seemed to be calm, and as soon as Zuo Gang, the entourage leading the horse, came out, he immediately got on the horse and drove away, as if there was something important and urgent.

In the wee hours of the morning, after the darkest hours of the night, a white dawn had just risen in the east. In the back garden of Chaoyunyi, except for a few pleasant bird calls, everything is still asleep. Or not really, who would have thought that the actual new lord of Chang'an, Hussar General Yu Wentai, had already entered the post house and went straight to the back garden. He had already understood in his heart, and let people guard the gate of the back garden, and he entered this exquisite garden by himself, and went directly to the most gorgeous Gaotang Temple.

The morning mist is misty, and the lake in the garden is hazy, with the unique cold air of the mid-spring morning. Yu Wentai inadvertently glanced up at Yunmengtai standing not far from the lake, and he was so shocked that he immediately stopped standing still and stood on the ground and looked into the distance.

On the high spire of Yunmengtai, there was a woman in white standing still, looking up at the moon that was about to sink in the sky, as if she was thinking about something. The white skirt like a heavenly garment, with a veil on the arm...... The shiny stride on his head, a few black and shiny green silk draped over the back of his neck and shoulders...... He recognized her immediately. His throat almost choked, it was too unexpected for him to put everything in his mind away for a moment, and he just looked up at the man on top of the high pavilion.

She finally turned around, her brows seemed to be frowning, and her eyes were clear and bottomless, like a secluded cold pool. Sure enough, it was her.

Yang Shunhua walked to the edge of the spire without seeing a line like Ling Bo's slight steps, and didn't seem to use much kung fu, and flew down from the top of the high pavilion very casually. I don't see its arms stretched out, I don't see its feet stepping over, it is really like a fairy fluttering in the wind, slowly falling from the top of the pavilion to the ground. Yu Wentai couldn't imagine that after a few months of absence, Yang Shunhua's kung fu would improve to such an extent.

Yu Wentai couldn't stop taking a few steps forward, but he couldn't stop with great difficulty. He saw Yang Shunhua walking towards Yunmengtai, his body was like a weak willow supporting the wind, and he was completely in the posture of a boudoir. If you don't see it in person, you can't see that she has a mastery at all. It's just that for some reason, Yang Shunhua stopped in the verandah a little far away in front of the pavilion.

She stepped up to the verandah and sat down inside. Yunmengtai was behind her, and she was facing the direction of Yuwentai in the distance. She looked at the landscape in the distance, and she herself was the one in his eyes. Yu Wentai saw her tilting her head slightly, staring at the distance as if she was contemplating something. If it weren't for his extreme restraint, he really couldn't help but step forward.

Yang Shunhua retracted her gaze and lowered her head slightly. After a while, he reached out and wiped it on his cheek. After wiping frequently, Yuwentai suddenly understood that she was wiping her tears. If it weren't for the well-up of tears, why not. She obviously didn't want others to know she was crying. It was only at this time that he realized that she was not blindly cold, nor was she blindly fierce, and she would cry when no one was around. Why, exactly?

Yu Wentai's heart ached like a knife. At this time, Yang Shunhua was a weak willow girl, if she wanted to fall in love with him, he would not let her be so sad. After a few hesitations, he finally put everything aside and was about to go to her. At this time, Yang Shunhua suddenly stood up, turned around and looked in the direction of Yunmengtai. And what surprised Yuwentai even more was that the prince Gao Cheng actually came out of Yunmengtai.