Five-eighty-nine Yongwang

Liyue, Shannan, Yanchi.

The wild goose pond is very large, the lotus lotus in the pond is tingting, the wild goose rabbit perches, to the summer, then the lotus leaf is like green, and there is no boundlessness. There is quite a sense of 'the lotus leaves are infinitely green, the lotus flowers are different red', but it is the middle of winter at this time, only the residual lotus leaves, yesterday just had a heavy snowfall, it is also the first snow since the north of the capital entered the winter, the whole Liyue has been covered with a layer of snow white, on the wild goose pond, the dry lotus is accompanied by ice and snow, there is a sparse and withered demeanor.

The pan of the wild goose pond, a building with three floors high, below is the beautiful white stone pedestal, the eaves are painted on the top of the flying corner, the beautiful pavilion of red paint and green tiles stands outstanding, but the bottom of the pavilion is made extremely chic, it is a large stone carved out of the shore by relying on the shore, obliquely deep into the lake about two long and short stone boats. The carvings of this stone boat are also extremely exquisite, and if you don't look closely, you will really think it is a painting boat.

This scenery is also a little famous, the name of the boat is Baishifang, the name of the building is Qinghe Building, the innocence is intertwined, the reflection is interesting, the most elegant but.

On the third floor of the Qinghe Building, the window was open, and a man in the prime of life was standing behind it, staring at the pool full of dry lotuses, his eyes were deep.

He was about thirty-five or sixteen years old, and he was at the age when a man was at his most vigorous, most energetic, most experienced and experienced, his physical strength had reached its peak, and his comprehensive qualities in all aspects were perfectly combined. He has a Chinese face, a beautiful face hanging straight to his chest, his eyes are bright, a slightly yellowed face is full of majesty, his figure is also very tall, a wide brocade robe is draped on his body, standing there, it is to give people a feeling of sinking into the abyss. It's hard to look at. Five-eighty-nine Yongwang

All in all, it is described in eight words: graceful and luxurious, majestic and magnificent.

And in it. There was an indescribable domineering again, and when he was touched by his gaze, it was like being punched in the chest!

He looked at the goose pond. Raising his head again, his eyes were far away, looking at the mountains and fields, which seemed to be endless white, and let out a long breath, only to feel an indescribable comfort in his chest, and he couldn't help but have a feeling of wanting to look up to the sky and howl, but he was forced to press it down. just turned into a faint sigh: "How many years, I finally saw the snow in the north!" ”

His voice seemed to be very calm, and his eyes did not change much, but there was that wisp of chill in it, but it was a chill in people's bones: "Being claustrophobic in Fengyang Palace, the only place to go every day is the small courtyard that is no more than three feet in diameter." Eating, drinking, and Lazar are all in it, and the hair on the body is stiff, the stench is stinking, and the mosquitoes are endless, every night. The itching on the body is unbearable, the lice in the hair are strange, tossing and turning, and it is difficult to sleep! Every midwinter, it is cold and damp, frozen into the bone marrow, the bedding is thin, and there is only a slight warmth on the hugging side! Lonely's love concubine, in order to let Lone eat mouthful meat, covered with a thin jacket, like that folk show girl, weaving and embroidering day and night, and boiling blind one eye, she is the daughter of the prince, and has never had a day of suffering since she was a child. Now there are only 30 people, and they are like old women! "Five-eight-nine King Yong

is already gritting his teeth: "Lonely hate, lonely and noble, respectful and benevolent in his life, no big mistake, why suffer from this?" ”

The anger in his eyes could no longer be hidden, and suddenly burst out, a pair of eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he smashed his fist on the windowsill in front of him, and roared in a vicious low voice: "Lonely hate, lonely and noble, respectful and benevolent in his life, and no big mistake, why should he be tortured by this?" ”

When he is so angry, it is really like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, the wolf howls in the moonlit night, and the bear roars in the forest, there is a domineering and ruthless, fierce and vicious atmosphere, not to mention the common people, even if it is an ordinary court official, if he stands in front of him at this moment, he must be so frightened that he will fall to the ground, trembling, unable to speak, only trembling and surrendering! …,