Fifteen took advantage of the interval between the aftermath and went to Jing'an Temple. xiashu9999

Chu Yi wanted to accompany him, but before he finished speaking, he left, and he left.

The first junior high school could only silently withdraw his gaze and quietly serve the coachman.

Jing'an Temple is built on the top of Mt. Izumo, and there is an old tree next to the temple.

The ancient trees are covered with red silk, and the branches are also full of wooden signs that make wishes, and when the breeze blows, the wooden signs hit each other to make a low and heavy sound, and with the distant bells, it seems more and more peaceful and peaceful.

It's early morning, and the sun is slowly rising in the distance, and the soft light is shining on the leaves, shining brightly on the dew that has set in the night.

The scene here is the same as it was a few months ago, except that the foliage is getting thicker.

Fifteen raised his head and stood under the tree in a daze, listening to the sound of the impact of the wishing card, and there was a little more reminiscence on his indifferent face.

It was still early, and almost all the pilgrims had not yet gone up the mountain, and the temple could only occasionally catch a glimpse of a few monks coming and going.

Fifteen lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, and after the sweeping monk left, he flew up to the top of the tree.

His gaze swept from the branches to the top wooden sign, on which was written the words of Yu Yin Liang for a long time.

This was hung by his own hands, and at the request of Yu Yin, it was hung on the top floor of the marriage tree.

His breath deepened by two minutes, and the light in his eyes, which had been frozen by ice, gradually melted, rippling with melancholy waves.

He closed his eyes and took a breath, moving his gaze to the wooden sign below. The wooden sign is blank, nothing is written on it, nothing is engraved.

He took off the wooden sign and gently wiped the traces of wind and sun.

This was his old dream.

His mind had been buried in the deepest part of his heart, connected to the darkness that had been blocked. No one knew about the existence of this wooden plaque, and even so, he didn't dare to engrave his name with Yu Yin's name.

His gaze lingered on the wooden plaque for a long time, and the handwriting on it that he had carved in vain gradually faded, leaving only traces of natural erosion.

He was reluctant to throw it away, so he solemnly stuffed the wooden sign into his shirt and put it in his heart.

He reached out and stroked the turquoise marks on the wooden plaque that Yu Yin had carved, and smiled faintly.

"It is your greatest wish to be able to join hands with Liang Yan for a lifetime, and now it is my greatest wish that you can be happy.

I will take away my hopes, and I only hope that Heaven will transfer my share to you, and bless you to do what you want. ”

This was what he thought when he saw the two of them lying side by side on the altar, their breath still clasped together, and that was how far away his dreams were.

He chuckled softly, and all the ice turned into a river, rushing like he had protected the aftermath.

The long silver-gray hair fluttered slightly in the morning breeze, and the light in his eyes made the whole person look humble and melancholy.

The mountain gradually became lively, and he finally wished a glance at the wooden card that had been heard in the aftersound, jumped off the ancient tree, and ran straight towards the palace gate.

The voices of the ministers were subdued and continuous, and it was a lullaby of the finest, and the aftermath was already sleepy, and in such a sleep-aided situation, I slept until the end of the morning dynasty.

Looking at the empty hall, she rubbed her eyes and asked, "Is this the end?" ”

It seems that there is still some reluctance.

Qi Yang and Liang Yan glanced at each other and nodded helplessly.

She is the first person to sleep in the past and present to discuss politics and politics!

"Your Majesty, little girl, I still have something to discuss, do you want to stay in the palace or go back first?" Liang Yan asked.

Yu Yin thought of the tendon of Songqing, and suddenly had a headache, and he didn't know if he was still kneeling at the door, so he yawned and shook his head: "I'd better go back first, you discuss big things, I can't bother." ”

When she arrived at the palace gate, Fifteen also happened to come back, her face was as cold as ever, but she always felt that Fifteen was more alienated from him.

"Fifteen, did something happen to you?" She was helped into the carriage by Chu Yi, and when she reached the door, she turned her head and asked.

Fifteen just smiled faintly and said that she was too worried.

Indeed, it is his duty to protect her safety, and everything else is unrealistic and cannot be known to the world.

When I returned to the princess's mansion, I found that Na Songqing was still kneeling, with a straight back, and some leaves on his body, as if he hadn't moved all night.

Seeing Yu Yin's carriage returning, he knelt on the ground and moved towards the frame of the carriage with pleading.

"Princess, princess, please go and see my master, please! Princess! He wailed and stopped in front of the carriage, determined not to get out of the way if he did not answer.

He's been waiting for a long time, and even if he dies today, he's asking for Yu Yin's permission.

Because his master, since he returned from the imperial tomb that day, has changed, and has been silent and sleepless all day, and has been sitting under the porch, and has never even moved.

The empty gaze, the sad look, was something he had never seen before.

He remembered that the last words of his master were: "Fuyun, you still refuse to see me......"

He didn't know what Yu Yin had to do with Fuyun in his master's mouth, but what he knew was that Yu Yin was the only one who could comfort his master now.

"If he's sick, he should go to a doctor, not me." Yu Yin couldn't bear it, but when she remembered Huaisu's uncertain appearance, that sympathy was covered by fear.

"Please, princess, go and see! I promise that the master will not hurt you, he can't hurt you now! Please, princess! ”

Song Qing knelt on the ground, kowtowing again and again, the white skin on his forehead knocked on the uneven ground, becoming bloody.

He pleaded one after another, his voice was like crying blood, even though Yu Yin had already decided that he would no longer have anything to do with Huaisu, he had to move his heart of compassion.

After all, she followed Songqing to Jingxinzhai.

The first fifteen and one left and one right guarded her, vigilantly observing the movements around her, and was wary of the sudden appearance of Huaisu, who might kidnap Yu Yin.

Seeing this, Song Qing smiled bitterly, and respectfully led the three of them to the backyard of Jingxinzhai, a place where outsiders were not allowed to set foot in.

Under the porch there is a beige flower stand, which is full of small flowers as bright as stars. Huaisu sat on the flower stand in a daze, silent, and the whole person was like a walking corpse.

He was still dressed in fairy-like white, but at this moment, his face was pale and desperate.

"What the hell happened to him?" Yu Yin asked in a low voice.

Song Qing shook his head worriedly, and told Yu Yuyin what he knew about Fuyun, as well as the fact that the Imperial Tomb had become like this after he returned.

"Listen to you, that Fuyun seems to have lost him, but why is he so obsessed? Shouldn't the person who abandoned him be hateful? Yu Yin was a little puzzled.

Song Qing looked at Huai Su, who was unrelenting, and let out a long sigh. He stayed by his master's side from the beginning, and the master began to look for the person named Fuyun.

"He said he wanted an answer, and he said love and hate, how can it be so easy to balance?"

"Answer?" Yu Yin whispered, as if Huaisu had told her the same thing.

"But how can I persuade him?" She continued.

Song Qing still shook his head, and said uncertainly: "Maybe it's good for you to stay here, princess......"

"Huh?" Yu Yin looked weird, but when he saw the man in front of him who was originally peerless and peerless, he still felt a little sour in his heart.

She waved her hand and said, "Forget it, you go down first, I'll try to find a way." After all...... The dim sum he made was so delicious, and if he hadn't tried to kill me, I would have been able to be friends with him. ”