"Second girl, why don't I take these phoenix robes to dry, although there are no insects, but after all, they have been put for three years, and they smell good." Rong Wei tentatively went to get the robe.

Unexpectedly, the woman was excited, like a child who had been robbed of her beloved things, snatched her robe fiercely, stared at Rong Wei, and didn't let others touch it.

Rong Wei was a little embarrassed. Xiang Yu Niang made a color, and the latter hurriedly made a thousand: "Second girl, there are villages and markets near us, I will give you some beautiful clothes right away, aren't you good to wear new ones, why bother with the old ones." ”

Xiao Zhan didn't speak on the side, and a cool air rushed in his heart.

The phoenix robe, the queen's thing, she was the most familiar with it back then, the most joyful, she wore it to him every day, he said that the flowers were as beautiful as flowers, and she was reluctant to take them off when she could go to bed at night.

Now these old clothes have been turned out again, like a dream that has been sealed for three years, and they have come out of the Yellow Spring, bringing hellish obsession and loss.

"Mother-in-law, Ah Wei, although these old clothes are good, but the things of the previous dynasty, can you persuade Sister Ah not to wear them. I always feel ......" Xiao Zhan frowned and shook his head, finding a suitable word, "...... Bad luck. ”

Rong Wei and Ji Niang glanced at the little calf who looked like a food protector and protected the phoenix robe tightly, and sighed: "I can persuade early." Does she listen? Hey, there are no outsiders in Xianyuan anyway, go with her first, and then slowly figure it out in the future. ”

Xiao Zhan had no choice but to give up. So he helped clean up the attic, cleaned up the dust, and cleaned up the fields outside the building a little, planning to plant some rice and vegetables, but he actually made a plan to live for a long time.

They didn't know why Cheng Yingyu suddenly moved here and cut himself off from the whole world.

But look at her didn't listen to others mention Zhao Xixing at all, even if it was just the name of Shun, it could make her face stiff, so the three of them guessed that they had to be tied to the East Palace, and they were probably robbed by inches.

With a bang, the spring sun sank into the green mountains, and the inky night trickled down.

After a busy day, the former Emperor's Secret Palace has regained its brilliance. The smooth green jade ground reflects the orange glazed palace lamp, the bead curtain blows the wind, and the fence is dark and fragrant, as if it is still the gentle dynasty.

Ji Xiangpu and others have back pain, so they rested early, extinguished the lights, a round of toad palace in pairs on the lake, silver and white clear light wrapped in a crescent-like covered bridge hazy, more like a fairyland, then want to ride the wind to go back.

The four fields are silent. The prosperity of Shengjing has turned into the chirping of insects and the shadow of flowers under the Yinhan.

Suddenly, a burst of singing came, if there was nothing, scattered with the evening breeze, at first glance it sounded like it was in the ear, and at first glance it sounded like a song in a dream.

Xiao Zhanping came to the secret palace for the first time in his life, he didn't sleep well, and when he heard this song in a daze, he immediately got up in his clothes and looked for Yin'er to find a place.

However, when he saw the shadow on the side of the jade platform, a cold sweat broke out.

The woman sat on the edge of the jade platform near the lake with her back to him, wearing a familiar and unfamiliar phoenix robe, the wide palace robe that used to be dragged on the ground already fitted very well, and the brocade robe embroidered with a phoenix on her head glowed with hazy light and shadow in the moonlight, even more like an unreal dream.

She didn't pull a bun, maybe it was too complicated back bun she wouldn't tie, just let the three thousand green silks scatter, floating in the evening breeze, from behind, like a green wattle in the water, shattering the moonlight.

Beautiful, cold, dreamlike, illusory.

Just like the old dynasty that has been buried for three years, at this moment, it is opened at midnight, the moonlight leads the way, and the wind and moon are enchanting and come to life.

On the faintly musty phoenix robe, on the woman's old silhouette face, in this eternal moonlight, in the illusion of the broken soul of the broken soul at this moment.

Memories awaken, the old people returned, the cold fragrance of the yellow spring came to the face, and the present and the past overlapped on the other side of the Lethe River.

A hoarse and faint chant flowed from the woman's mouth, over and over again, repeating a few words—

"Jun buried the mud under the spring, and I sent the world full of snow...... I send the world full of snow ......"

……

Do you know that I am tossing and turning in the world, full of dust and frost, and I can't wait for your return to call me flowers.

Do you know that you have no one to remember under the spring, but you have trapped the sins that I can't get rid of in my life.

The six flowers in the world have bloomed round after round, and I am no longer what I was back then, but I don't have time to ask you, do you still remember it.

O people of hell, April is approaching, and the sun is pouring into the city, does it reflect your eyes, gentle and translucent.

……

Jun buried the mud under the spring.

Xiao Zhan's heartbeat seemed to be two beats slower. He seemed to really see the man come back, and sat quietly on the sidelines, listening to his flowers singing, nodding, and laughing.

Same as back then.

At the end, he would spread his hands and conjure up a candy, his eyes were full of sun, and he said, "The flowers sing so well."

Then the woman also smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she raised her little face proudly, Your Majesty, I have grown taller!

I'm full of snow in the world.

……

After a long time, a gust of evening breeze came, even if it was a spring night, it also made Xiao Zhan's hands and feet cold, he walked over cautiously, and said lightly: "Sister, do you have a good voice?" ”

The dream was awakened. The woman turned around in confusion, which made Xiao Zhan tremble again.

There is no focal length. The woman's pupils were unfocused, as if she was staring at the person in front of her, and as if she was looking at him in the void.

The present world and Huangquan are blurred in the corners of her eyes, time and wear and tear, and weave a dream on her eyebrows.

"Sister......" Xiao Zhan muttered, and suddenly changed his words, "Little girl." Stop singing, if you sing again, he won't come back. ”

Girl. He called her like this back then, like the first time he met when he was twelve years old, his face was sprinkled with nonchalance, but he couldn't take his eyes off her.

If you're not careful, you'll be trapped in it for the rest of your life.

Cheng Yingyi, or Empress Minde, raised a jade finger, rested it on her lips, shook her head slightly annoyed, and her snow-like bare feet swayed on the edge of the jade platform, with her body trembling.

Xiao Zhanxin raised his throat. Stretched out his hand and approached her tentatively: "Little girl, come here, don't sit over there, it's dangerous...... You come here......"

The woman froze.

Because at that moment, she saw the pale and gentle man appear in the middle of the lake, squatted down, looked at her at eye level, and smiled at her.

Flowers, come here.

"Your Majesty!"

The woman smiled, stretched out her hand, and threw herself into the heart of the lake, and he finally came to pick her up.

"Be careful!! Xiao Zhan let out an exclamation, and his light power suddenly exploded, rushing towards the edge of the jade platform like an arrow from the string.

However, it was too late.

Thump. A splash splashed on the surface of the lake, the night shattered, and the shadow of the brocade disappeared suddenly.

Falling into a dream, falling into the gentle illusion you weaved, trapped me in my youth and ignorance, and lost my life without regrets.

……

Your Majesty, the flowers have grown.

But you are old.

……

Early the next morning. The broken gold-like sunlight sprinkled all over Penglai Xianyuan, the purple vapor was steaming, and the glow was bright, and the whole attic was like a fairyland.

The three of them sat in a heap, their brows were tightly locked, their faces were pale, and after a long time, Qian Niang broke the stagnation: "Third brother, I really didn't find it?" ”