Li Linqian's fingertips gently stroked the strings, plucked and played, the sound of the guqin became more and more undulating, pleasant and continuous, somehow, the song that Yunyue had blown a few days ago was swirling in his head, and the strength of his fingertips couldn't help but increase a little, the rhythm slowed down, and the tune became low. A hook and a sweep, the strings seem to have an induction between the strings, echoing each other and throbbing, as if the melancholy is attached to the strings, every time it is plucked, it has to tremble with it, but it is like the river that flows in the east, and the chopping is continuous. If it is accompanied by Yunyue's flute sound at this time, it is a must, but it is a pity that the one lying on the bed refuses to wake up.

"Childe, you play so sadly, how can you still have any desire to live?" Yan Zhu, who was listening to it on the side, was about to cry, this song was too sad.

Li Linqian was silent, just playing the tune.

As the late autumn approached, the cold wind became more and more bitten, and the person lying on the bed lost a lot of weight, and now only a skeleton remained. These days, I can't even feed gruel, and I only rely on pills to hang my life.

"Ah Zhu, how do you say you can wake up a person who is bent on death?" Li Linqian sat in front of Yunyue's bed, touched Yueyue's pale little face, and asked quietly, her bright eyes full of anxiety and confusion.

"Childe, if you can't wake up, you can only rely on herself."

"Yueyue, it's snowing outside, wake up quickly, otherwise you won't be able to see this heavy snow." Li Linqian leaned his head against Yun Yue's ear and whispered softly, and suddenly Yun Yue's eyelashes stirred.

"Yueyue! Yueyue! It's snowing! The snow is falling heavily...... "It turns out that she likes snow, Li Lin was overjoyed, and shouted her name vigorously.

The snow in the dream was also falling heavily, and Yun Yue and her brothers and sisters were building snowmen in the yard, enjoying it. Mrs. Yun wore a gorgeous dress embroidered with golden silk peacocks, brought a bowl of sweet rice balls with a smile, shook the remaining snow on Yun Yue's little face, and said gently: "Yue'er, come and eat hot rice balls to warm up your body." Then he turned to his brothers and sisters and said, "Your sister is not in good health, don't provoke her to run too fast." ”

"It's not fast, it's not fast, Yue'er likes to play with her brothers and sisters." Yun Yue chewed half a rice ball in her mouth, and a warmth surged all over her body.

"Mother's eccentricity! Wan'er also wants to eat rice balls! ”

"Mother, mother, Feng'er too."

"Good, good, everybody."

Daddy wore a dark red official uniform, walked into the courtyard with a smile on his face and said, "You guys, don't be tired of your mother!" ”

"Daddy!" Yun Yue in the dream is only ten years old, and when she sees her father who has just left the court, she always has to run into his arms.

"Slow down, slow down!"

Daddy hugged Yue'er up, patted her back gently, and said softly: "Yue'er is good, Yue'er is obedient, Yue'er wants to live well, and live happily, so that we can go at ease, you know?" ”

"Daddy, where are you going?" I don't know when, she is no longer in her father's arms, and the half-grown person can only hold on to the corners of her father's clothes, with tears in her eyes.

Yue'er, it's time for you to wake up.

Yue'er, live well.

Daddy, mother, brother and sister, turned away from looking at her, and walked towards a golden light, no matter how she cried behind her, there was no answer after all.

"Childe, she's awake."

"Yueyue! You're finally awake. ”

I saw Yun Yue's eyes half-open, the corners of her mouth kept moving, as if she was saying something, but she was weak and vague. Li Linqian listened to it for a long time, tangyuan, she wants to eat tangyuan! Is this girl awake hungry?

"Azhu, go and prepare a bowl of rice balls!"

Yun Yue almost didn't survive this cold winter, at this moment she was half lying on the pear blossom wooden chair in the courtyard, covered with a mattress made of Zhang Xuehu's white skin, the warm winter sun sprinkled on her, but it couldn't drive away the cold between her eyebrows.

A young man in white walked out of the round arch, holding a fan with a thin jade trim in his hand, with a piece of transparent and pure white jade around his waist, and slowly walked to Yun Yue's side and asked, "Why do you have the Tao when you persuade others, but when you come to yourself, you have to die or live." ”

"The family revenge has not been avenged, and I can't die yet." Although Yun Yue's voice was soft, the words revealed unyielding and determination.

"Okay, you have backbone, it's just that you're a weak woman who has no power to restrain the chicken...... Even if you find the enemy, the person who can frame Yun Baizhou must not be an idle person, what can you do? ”

Yun Yue was silent for a long time, he was right, the person who can frame his father is only afraid that the enemy will be easy to find, and the family revenge will be difficult to revenge. Moreover, there are more people who know her in Chang'an City, and if she is recognized again, arrested in prison or executed on the spot, she is really unable to move an inch in Chang'an City.

"Why don't we make a deal?" Li Linqian's eyes were clear, and he looked at her with a smile on his face.

"What deal?"

"I'll help you find out the truth and help you slash your enemies, but ...... You're going to be my ...... Three years of strategist. ”

"Okay." Yun Yue agreed without hesitation, almost thinking that he wanted her to be his...... It was just a strategist, and then the hanging heart was let go.

"Refreshing, then you have to take care of yourself quickly, it's not easy to be my advisor."

There are many people in the world, Li Lin, who goes in and out of major occasions with him, and only Yun Yue is with him. There are rumors among the people from time to time that there is a strategist around the prince Li Linqian who has both the posture of the country and the ability to cure all kinds of poisons, and some people say that the strategist is extremely ugly, so he will often wear a hat to cover his face and block his ugliness.

After getting along for a long time, Yun Yue felt more and more that Li Linqian was not simple, in front of people, he was just a ruthless and unruly waste third son, but in private, she had seen his ruthless methods, and anyone who did it with him would evaporate from the world after a while.

But if he hadn't fallen into the abyss, who would want to pretend to have two faces. Even Yun Yue didn't know which one was the real him, but none of this mattered to her. He didn't want to say, so she didn't ask, she was just one of his advisors.

And right now, she has more important things to do. She was looking for a person, and she searched the entire Chang'an City, even the surrounding towns and villages, but no one had ever heard of or seen that person.

Yes, it's been two years, and I don't know if Brother Feng is still alive, that day she led away the pursuers, leaving him alone in the bushes, will he be discovered by the pursuers who came up later? Or maybe it's excessive blood loss...... She could only pray secretly in her heart, hoping that Brother Feng was still alive.

In the spring, the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, purple and red, whether it is a large family with a wide house or a small household in the market, they all love to plant pear trees and peach trees together, when the flowers bloom, one pink and one white, alternately born, there is no fun.

Prosperity is this Chang'an City, and darkness is also this Chang'an City. Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

Yun Yue walked along the way, and saw a lot of hungry and thin little beggars, and she felt a little unbearable, so she sent someone to buy more than a dozen steamed buns and distributed them to these beggars. As soon as I heard that someone was sharing steamed buns, a lot of beggars suddenly came, and they rushed up, fighting, grabbing, for fear that they wouldn't even be able to eat the scum when it was late. Yun Yue's white and tender arm was scratched out of a few blood marks.

"Quick, buy more steamed buns." Yun Yue instructed the maid beside her, this maid is called Qinxin, and Li Linqian specially selected to serve Yun Yue, but it is better to monitor than to serve.