The years are the same, and people are not the same.

After the wind and rain, it is always peaceful, just like the mountains and rivers of this herdsman. That Jin Ge Iron Horse was not exchanged for this apparent peace.

Is it worth it?

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and it seemed a little hurried in this rather quiet plum garden.

She gently put down the scroll of transcripts, still lying on her side on the beauty vine.

She still has green eyebrows, a very simple fringed bun, and a very simple hosta on her head. The flowers on the other side of her eyebrows are like immortals walking out of the painting.

Qian Qian closed her eyes and pondered, but the flowers on the other side of her eyebrows were even more strange than just now.

Estimating that the man was about to arrive, he waved his red sleeves, and there was already an extra cup of plum blossom tea in his hand.

The person who came was Su Heng, who was dressed in white.

He glanced up at the calamus, and also took a sip of plum tea "Aco, Zhu Qingyin opened the cypress coffin. But..... I see that you seem to have a plan. ”

"Nature." Qian Qian smiled faintly, "Su Heng, you and I have known each other for a long time, and you naturally know best about my ability." ”

"The descendants of the Chen family are naturally very capable. You must have sensed her resentment. ”

"Zhu Qingyin, it's just a poor person." Qian Qian restrained her smile, put down the plum tea, straightened her red clothes, and saw the plum forest outside the door rising, pondered for a long time, and sighed, "Heng, I'm afraid it's going to change." ”

Su Heng knew what she was thinking and was silent with her.

Then I heard her say, "Well, I'll go see her tonight, these things are over." I'm always going to have to face it, don't I? ”

Su Heng looked up at her, he didn't speak, but his eyes were full of pity.

It's night.

The glass lamp in front of the palace still emits a resentful white light, like the eyes of a beautiful woman.

Qian Yuan stood in front of Bige Pavilion in red clothes, looking up at the glass lamp that was unique in the world.

Under the lamp, the woman in white came with a red umbrella and bowed to her slightly, "Look up for a long time." ”

Qian Qian smiled faintly, "The most noble woman in the world, I am afraid that you will not be able to afford this gift."

"Is it the most honorable? Don't laugh at me, girl. Zhu Qingyin smiled bitterly, pointed to the Bige Pavilion in front of him, and said angrily, "Right here, our king is so domineering!" Kill women and force the palace! I jumped down from here! But what about him? I have already fulfilled him with death, why does he want me to be unable to enter samsara? ”

"I don't care about you. But you're wrong about something. He is not my king, but I have always been my own king. ”

Qing Yin looked at the familiar and unfamiliar woman in front of her, the flowers on the other side of her eyebrows were extremely strange, which made her feel a little relieved, "Please help the door master." ”

She smiled at her, "If you don't come, I'll come to you too." Your resentment will keep me alive for three years. ”

"Perhaps, the girl is not suitable for this drudgery."

Hearing this, Qian Qian sneered, "Girl, don't do much. It doesn't have to be you, but for you, it's me. ”

"You're really a cob?" Qing Yin saw that her face was getting colder, so she had to smile to apologize, "It's me who said too much, the girl is very much like an old friend of mine." ”

"Really?"

When Qingyin came back to her senses, there was no trace of the woman in red in front of her, and the bell that echoed her ankle in the night was like a lonely goose wailing, "Qingyin, Meige discuss." ”

merlin

The man in white heard the sound of some bells in the forest, got up and poured a cup of tea, "Coming back?" Come and have a cup of your favorite plum tea. ”

"Heng, you say, is it true that the bloody wind and rain outside can't come to this Merlin?"

Su Heng saw that her face was a little pale, and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, "This forest is the place we have stayed in for the longest since we wandered, and you also love this forest the most." Unless I die, I'll let you see it as beautiful as ever. ”

"Thank you", Qian Qian felt that the warmth in his arms, dyed with a faint plum fragrance, was a little intoxicating, so he squeezed into his arms. Su Heng seemed to notice something and hugged her tightly.

Daytime, Merlin.

Speaking of Zhu Qingyin and Mu Yihui, Qian Qian always has indescribable sadness. Qingyin was her best playmate when she was young. has been dignified and virtuous since she was a child, and she is not as stubborn as she was when she was a child, but the two are extremely good.

"So, I'm curious why you two are so good."

"Heng, you know, although I practiced illusion when I was young, I was afraid of snakes. When I was a child, I met a water snake and I couldn't move, but she happened to pass by and pulled me up and ran. ”

"People are beautiful women, and when they are young, how can they be so bold?"

Qian Qian smiled, "She was also afraid, she was scared out of her tears when she saw the snake, and in the end I comforted her for a long time." But after all, she has the courage to save me, doesn't she? So, no matter what she is in the future, even if I am no longer the same, I will help her whatever she asks. Heng, do you understand? ”

"Why did such a woman fall here?"

"yes." Qian Qian muttered, "Why did you fall here? ”

She has been sealed with spiritual power since she was a child, and now her appearance is far better than before.

Since it is a troubled time, there are naturally resentments and grievances. And Mei Ge is the terminator of these things.

The coffin is the place where the resentful soul made a contract with the Mei Pavilion. (Actually, it's just a coffin shop that never opens)

The cedar coffins of the Plum Pavilion are distributed in every part of the long history. Most of the time, it is taken care of by Su Heng, and Qian Qian personally deals with the resentful souls who are extremely resentful, and the lighter ones are dealt with by the descendants of the side branches of the Spirit Clan.

And Qian Xiang is the leader of the Spirit Clan, the only surviving descendant of the main vein in the massacre ten years ago, and the current master of the Mei Pavilion.

According to Qingyin, the year she died was in the twilight of autumn, which also happened to be the season when she and Mu Yi returned to see each other for the first time.

At that time, it was the time of civil strife in the Mu clan, and the beginning of the long reign of the Tianli Dynasty.

The four countries are united, and no one says it is good, and no one says it is bad. Good days are in the future, but the mourning in front of me is indeed suffocating, and it can't be said to be good.

She stood in the attic of Brother Bi and looked at the man in silver armor with a quiet smile, his sword star eyebrows were still the same as the first time, even if his wife and children's lives were in danger at this time.

When I first saw him, he was the prince of Tianli, and my father said that he had a lofty air between his eyebrows, and he must be a good monarch.

At this time, her father, the general of Tianli, could no longer see it. He died by the sword of his son-in-law, in the land of the Great Calendar, to which he was loyal.

It was his foolish loyalty and his baby daughter Qingyin-—— the queen who was posthumously crowned in the first year of Tianli.

She asked her if she regretted it? She just smiled wryly, but didn't answer.

Regret it? Even if my father was killed by his own hands, even if my child died at his hands, even if I jumped from Biggo, I never regretted it, but now?

He is now famous, even if he is already the king of the world, he refuses to let go of my Zhu clan, he doesn't let go of his clan if he lives, and he refuses to let my clan's undead rest in peace when he dies!

Hate? Hate what? In the past?

What does that poem come about?

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

He and I first met in the twilight of autumn, and the founding of the city that year seemed so peaceful to me.

On the day we met, I was on my way to Lishan to pray for my grandfather, and he rushed to Lincheng for disaster relief, but because of the emergency, he knocked over the carriage I was riding. He rushed to my rescue, and carefully watched, "Is the girl alright?" ”

At that time, Qinglin didn't know where to come to help me, and pushed him away with one palm, "Presumptuous, how can the daughter of the General's Mansion allow you to rush like this!" ”

I wanted to stop her slap but couldn't, so I had to apologize, "Don't blame the prince, you don't have to worry about me if you are busy with official business." ”

He seemed a little surprised that I knew him, and nodded awkwardly.

Seeing his suspicious look, I pointed to the jade pendant on his waist.

"The girl is so intelligent, dignified and virtuous, worthy of the queen of the calendar."

The Queen of the Celestial Calendar? He is the only orthodox heir to the Celestial Calendar, and he is the king.

I couldn't help but blush, and I didn't know what to say. But he had already jumped on his horse and looked at me condescendingly, "The girl is so virtuous, she will not be reckless today, and when I return, I will come to the general's mansion to make amends." ”

Then he said to Qinglin, "The groom is wounded, and my people have taken him for healing, and the tired girl will send my future wife back." With that, he hurried out of the city.

Qinglin asked, "When did you have a fiancé?" ”

I glanced at the chattering crowd and smiled at her, "Today." ”

"Huh? Love at first sight, huh? ”

Later, I couldn't listen to what Qinglin said, and I kept thinking about the phrase 'the queen of the calendar'.