"You should be well aware that while the Bird Pavilion has everything, it is always a cage, an invisible cage. Beautiful, but indestructible. ”

The sudden words came, breaking the tacit atmosphere between Bai Feng and Lang Yu, Bai Feng hesitated, his hand stiffly fixed in the air, and then slowly retracted and put it down.

The familiar voice was calm and determined, without the slightest emotion, pouring on Bai Feng's heart like cold water.

Bai Feng and Lang Yu turned their eyes, Mo Crow bent one knee outside the pavilion and sat on the corner of the eaves, he didn't look at the two people in the pavilion, but said lightly: "Don't leave yet?" ”

Bai Feng understood what the ink crow meant, he had to go, leave as soon as possible, and disappear.

The white phoenix and the ink crow flew out of the Bird Pavilion, and the birds were startled and scattered in all directions.

Behind them, the night was enclosed, leaving no gap, only the faint blue pearl of the night bloomed dazzlingly.

"This song should only be in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world, a good song 'Empty Mountain Bird Language', it is really exquisite!" Bursting applause, Wei Zhuang walked out of the corner of the Bird Pavilion after Bai Feng and Mo Crow left.

Lang Yu sat in front of the Qingyu case, motionless and looking at the birds wandering outside the window, perhaps sad for Bai Feng's departure. The sudden applause and cheers startled her, but she still turned her back to Wei Zhuang and quickly calmed down.

"Who are you?" The soft and light voice sounded, and the green and white jade fingers tapped the wooden case, like the afterglow of the end of a song.

"Who am I? I am who I am! But it's not very important, the important thing is that my arrival may change a person's fate. Wei Zhuang looked at the beautiful back of Lang Yu, and suddenly felt that it would be a pity if she died like this, and he still owed her a favor, so he could save her life.

"Childe is here, he won't just talk to the little girl, right?" Lang Yu stood up slowly, the long skirt spilled all over the ground, the cold wind blew her black and soft three thousand green silk, and when she turned around, she had a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, charming and charming.

"I'm here today just to repay a favor." Wei Zhuang said coldly.

"Ahh An expression of surprise suddenly appeared on Lang Yu's face, as if he had seen something incredible.

Lang Yu's surprised expression made Wei Zhuang, who was slowly approaching her, very puzzled, you don't have to be so surprised if you return a favor.

"Lang Yu has seen Sister Zi." Lang Yu respectfully saluted in the direction of Wei Zhuang, but the object was the purple girl behind Wei Zhuang, and he was cleverly ignored.

"Purple, do you know?" Wei Zhuang awkwardly stopped his progress, turned his head, and looked at the purple girl who was leaning on the edge of the window.

"I forgot to tell you, Lang Yu is our Zilanxuan's person, and he is also the killer who assassinated Ji Wuye this time." The purple girl stroked her sideburns slightly, which seemed to be unremarkable, but in this move, she added a touch of beauty to herself.

"Really? Then abandon this plan. Wei Zhuangjian's eyebrows furrowed and he said word by word.

"No need, this is my choice and my destiny, I will not give up." Lang Yu looked at Wei Zhuang in front of him, indifferent and arrogant, imposing, I don't know why, his words seemed to have a will that could not be refused. She had an intuition that if she didn't refute it out loud, Sister Zi, who had always been very good to her, would definitely agree to this man's request.

"Oh, you're questioning my decision?" Wei Zhuang's expression was cold, and the momentum of the mountain was released, he wanted this weak woman to give in, otherwise what was waiting for her would be death.

"Childe, what is your identity? Why should the little girl listen to you? Lang Yu replied stubbornly, with unyielding in his crisp voice. In this world, she only obeyed the orders of one person, and it was she who saved her life and gave her a happy time.

"Lang Yu, his words are my words, you remember them firmly." The purple girl who came behind Wei Zhuang at some point spoke, with a serious tone of command from her superiors and subordinates.

"Yes, Sister Zi, Langyu must be firmly remembered." Lang Yu looked at Wei Zhuang curiously, what kind of charm did this man have, and Sister Zi looked at him with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"You are bent on going your own way, you are doomed to failure, don't forget that Ji Wuye will definitely suspect the scene of a hundred birds coming to the court today, and the origin of your guqin is unknown, and he will definitely be alerted." Wei Zhuang suddenly had an extra white feather between his fingers, he squeezed it lightly, and said indifferently.

"Even if it is destined to be a moth to the fire, I will not give up." Lang Yu said with a firm look in his eyes. She knew that the feather belonged to the kind young man who gave her the piano, but for the sake of the oath in her heart, she must go.

"Well, if the assassination fails, you will kill yourself by poisoning immediately, I don't want you to leak any news. This is a secret poison that melts in the mouth and seals the throat with blood. ”

Wei Zhuang's indifferent eyes swept over Lang Yu's pretty face, and a jade box appeared in the palm of his hand, and with a finger pick, the lid was opened, revealing a scarlet pill, exuding a slightly pungent smell. With Langyu's experience and insight in Zilanxuan, he couldn't tell what kind of elixir this was.

As soon as the words fell, Wei Zhuang turned around and left, without a trace of mud and water, he didn't know why this stunning girl had to take risks, but his will would not be rejected.

"Langyu, you're doing it yourself." The purple girl said hello lightly, then followed, and disappeared into the night with Wei Zhuang.

In the Bird Pavilion, only Langyu was alone, holding the open medicine box in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the way back to Zilanxuan, Zi Nu, who was always one step behind Wei Zhuang, asked with some curiosity, "You seem to be very interested in making jade?" Why, I fell in love with her, she was really cute. ”

"I just owe her a favor, that's all." Wei Zhuang still said coldly.

"Really? It seems that she doesn't know. However, is that elixir really poison? I'm a little skeptical. The purple girl smiled lightly and said with a lot of charm.

Wei Zhuang didn't answer, just walked forward silently.

……

The long carved jade pillar corridor and the verdant bamboo bushes reflect the tranquility. Suddenly, the sound of clogs came, hurried, heavy, and a stunning girl swung her arms lightly and ran towards the end of the corridor.

"Princess, no! Come back, princess! The two court maids followed closely behind and shouted loudly.

"Presumptuous! If you dare to follow me one step further, I will kill you all! The girl heard the sound of the maid behind her, stopped, turned around, pretended to be fierce, and shouted loudly.

She is the princess of South Korea, the pearl of the king of Han, and is known as "Red Lotus". This year, she has just reached the age of sensibility, but she already has a beautiful embryo that captivates the country and the city, delicate and beautiful, smelting bones**, white and tender complexion, tactful eyebrows, picturesque eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips and bright teeth, beautiful and delicate, bright as roses, beautiful as the morning glow, pure and lovely.

"Yes." The palace ladies had no choice but to stop bowing and not take a step forward.

The girl immediately turned around, wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and continued to run forward.

In all her life, there was only a handful of true happiness. Today, the queen mother, who loved her, also left her, and she couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.

What she really grieves is that she knows that her mother did not die naturally and peacefully, but fell in the intrigue of the palace for favor, and was poisoned in the food and died.

This year, I have just reached the age of Jilu, but I was promised by that woman to marry the most prominent general in South Korea, Ji Wuye, a man who can be my father at an age.

Ji Wuye, all the power in Korea is in his hands, and as for my father, he is just a puppet. My father never said no to any request from the general, and I became another reward from the general.

The queen mother fought hard, hoping that my own wishful husband would be young and handsome, and handsome. The funny thing is that his father, who has always loved him, was so weak that he didn't dare to say anything, watching his mother being poisoned, and naming the vicious woman who killed her mother as the princess, and her own queen mother just held a funeral hastily and gave her the nickname of a side concubine. simply ran to cry to his father, but all he got was cold words: "Red Lotus, stop making trouble, go back, this matter is over." ”

Hearing her father's answer, Honglian's heart hurt very much, it hurt, she felt that her sky was full of gloom, the queen mother left, and her father, who used to love her, no longer cared about her and loved her.

Running out of the corridor and through the green bamboo forest, Honglian suddenly stopped, and under the stone gate pillar, she met a person, a person who changed the trajectory of her life's fate. If he hadn't appeared, there would have been no later her.

This is a different kind of young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, with short light black hair, a bright red silk satin tied in front of his forehead, his face is like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, black brocade robe, and his tall figure is leaning against the stone pillar, exuding a special atmosphere of confidence in his bones, attracting people's eyes to inadvertently cast on him, as if he is the master of heaven and earth, which makes people have to look at him.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Honglian asked with a wary expression, her instinct telling herself that the person in front of her would not let her pass.

Wei Zhuang, who had been looking up at the sky, turned his head and said with a deep look in his eyes, "I'm waiting for someone, waiting for a stupid person." ”

"Who's the stupid?" Although she knew that there was a high possibility that she was talking about herself, Honglian couldn't help but ask.

"A fool who has never even killed a chicken, but thinks he can kill the princess, and fantasizes that if he does this, everything he loses will return to his original self." Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows lightly, shook his head and said.

"You talk nonsense! I want my father to send guards to cut off your head, and you're dead!" Red Lotus opened her mouth tremblingly, glaring at Wei Zhuang in shame.

She was told that she was broken, and a pair of small hands hurriedly lifted back, and she hid a short sword in her sleeve. She was going to take advantage of the opportunity to assassinate the vicious woman.

"King Han? I'm afraid he'll just think you're making a fuss. I'm a palace guard, and I just need to say I'm guarding your safety. Wei Zhuang said disdainfully.

"You...... You all bullied me, the queen mother left, my father didn't want me anymore, that bad woman hated me to the bone, even you, a little guard, dared to ignore me......" Honglian was extremely angry for a while, thinking of the grievances she had received in the past few days, she couldn't help crying, pear blossoms bring rain, and spring thunder blooms.

"Put away your weak tears, no one will wipe the corners of your red eyes for you, and if you cry your face, no one will pay attention to you." Wei Zhuang said coldly, what he was most afraid of was the tears of women, which unconsciously softened the man's heart, and he felt pity, so he had to stop it quickly.

Honglian didn't stop, still sobbing quietly, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, she seemed to want to turn all the grievances in her heart into tears, there was a tendency to intensify, tears were like pearls with broken threads, falling one by one.

"Do you want revenge? Avenge the death of the princess. Wei Zhuang had no choice but to change the topic.

"What? Revenge, how can I get revenge? Honglian stopped crying and looked at Wei Zhuang with red eyes, this was the only thing she could think of at the moment, and the only thing she could do for her dead mother.

"To become stronger, you only have yourself to become stronger, so strong that people can't ignore your existence and value your words and deeds." Wei Zhuang looked up at the blue sky, didn't he have been working hard to achieve it one day?

"Is this really possible? And how do I do it? The light of hope rose in Honglian's eyes, and she looked at the special young man in front of her with burning eyes.

Wei Zhuang knew that Red Lotus had put the hope of becoming stronger on himself, and he was silent for a short time. The words that Han Fei had said when he came here rang in his ears:

"I hope you can stop her impulsiveness and grant her all her requests, even if they are funny and vexatious. Because, she is my sister, my favorite sister, and I want her to live happily and carefree. ”

"Okay, I can promise you, you can go back, don't let the people who care about you worry and be disappointed, you have always had someone by your side, Han Fei, he is a good brother." Wei Zhuang finished speaking lightly, turned to leave, and disappeared at the end of the swaying bamboo forest.

"Brother Wang? Thank you! Honglian then remembered that he also has a brother who has always loved him, he is the hope of South Korea, although he is not his biological brother, but in his heart, he treats himself and gives no less care than his sister.

"Brother Wang, Red Lotus will not let you down. Queen Mother, if you watch from the sky, the red lotus will definitely avenge you and make you smile at Jiuquan. ”

Under the stone gate pillar, on the edge of the green bamboo forest, the red lotus wore a pink gauze lotus skirt, looked at the rising sun in the blue sky, and silently read in her heart.

Pour out three lives and three lives, reincarnate a hundred times, and meet you in your life.

Fireworks flow for years, on the edge of the verdant bamboo forest, you have to look back.

The wind is like a promise, at the end of the corridor, looking up at the sky boy.

Spirited, picturesque, fate, no regrets about the original intention, if life is only as first seen.

Jun should be merciful, a red lotus, a lifetime of infatuation.