The black mist gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered, his eyes were terribly scarlet, and huge waves had risen on the surface of the lake.

"I hate it!" Chu Ziyi's expression swelled with black energy, "Why did I meet her in such an unbearable life?" ”

He didn't know, he really didn't, he didn't know that his messy past would become an unbridgeable chasm, that he only deserved to be drunk and dreaming of death, and that she would never be out of reach.

If he could, he would rather not have an encounter in this life, if he could, he would definitely restrain his ignorance and arrogance back then, if he knew at that time, one day, the merry third prince of Chu would also regret not being at the beginning, he wanted to give back a clean Chu Ziyi!

Junchen at that moment, I can't tell whether he is happy or sad.

Glad that all the colors in his life in this life are filled with Jun Xi's strokes, or is he sad for the sad and pitiful self in that life?

The roaring black mist finally quieted down, and the Pure World Buddha Lotus bloomed on the water surface one by one, and one bloomed on the shoulder of the atomized Chu Ziyi, and the flowers outlined by the silver thread bloomed one by one, revealing the splendor of the stars.

It gave Jun Chen the illusion that the Holy Venerable could actually see them.

It's really an illusion, because the lake quickly calmed down, and the third prince of Chu, whose cheeks were red from the smell of wine, threw away the beauty in his arms, stumbled to the deck, and looked at the people on the opposite painting boat with a stupid smile, "Brother Lin, look, that little lady is born like the Holy Venerable on Jun Mountain......"

There was an uproar all around, and the wizards on the opposite boat were not lightly angry, and they casually cast a spell, and the drunken third prince of Chu was thrown into the lake to feed the fish.

Lin Sanshui was originally three points drunk, but when he saw Chu Ziyi in trouble, he was immediately so frightened that he was not half drunk.

I want to ask someone to go down to save Chu Ziyi and take pictures of the Holy Venerable here, and the sound of silk and bamboo in the painting boat, and the wolf voice of the dancers, it is not difficult to imagine how they were in the sound of dogs and horses before.

Lin Sanshui didn't dare to look at the eyes of forgetfulness, his head couldn't be lowered, his cheeks were hot at first, and then they turned white.

The Holy Venerable must have regarded them as people who only knew how to have fun all day long, although they were too, but Lin Sanshui really regretted and panicked at that moment.

The drunkard who fell into the water had no one to save him, and he threw himself on the deck of the painting boat, and he didn't give up trying to reach out and grab the hem of his clothes that was whiter than snow under the moonlight, "I know it's you, forget it......"

The sound of inhalation.

The Holy Venerable took a step back without a trace, and the silver veil covered his face, so that people could not see the joy and anger clearly.

The pale white-clothed man on the painting boat dragged his sick body and spoke, "Third Emperor Brother, you drank too much." ”

Turning around and saluting to the Holy Venerable, "The Holy Venerable is angry, my imperial brother is drunk, so he is full of nonsense." ”

The one at the end of the courtesy is called a thoughtful, where is the drunkard lying on the deck can compare.

The silent Saint Venerable coldly dropped a few words, "Go back to Jun Mountain." ”

The next day, the third prince of Chu woke up from drinking, listened to Lin Sanshui stammering about the events of that night, was silent for a long time, and asked people to prepare horses to go to Junshan.

"Huh? Brother Chu, do you dare to go? Lin Sanshui looked worried, "You were so disrespectful to the Holy Venerable last night, didn't you see the wizards around the Holy Venerable, and they wanted to kill you alive one by one." ”

The third prince of Chu said, "Since I am so disrespectful to the Holy Venerable, I should make amends to the Holy Venerable." ”

Lin Sanshui was still hesitating, and the third prince of Chu had already left.

Zoe was very supportive of Chu Ziyi's decision to go to Junshan to make amends to the Holy Venerable.

"Third Highness, the respect enjoyed by the Gu Yue Holy Venerable in the people even surpasses that of the royal family, if you are good friends with the Holy Venerable, there will definitely be a big boost to win the heir in the future, I think the Fifth Highness also thought of this, otherwise I would not have come to Gu Yue at this juncture."

This time he was not as lucky as before, and the third prince of Chu was stopped outside the gate of Junshan Mountain.

"I want to see the Lord and make amends to him in person." He was a rare courtesy.

The wizard guarding in front of the mountain gate looked indifferent, "Our Holy Venerable is not a stingy person, Your Excellency doesn't have to worry about it, please go back." ”

It was impossible to break through, and the third prince of Chu was waiting at the gate of Junshan Mountain.

One day, two days, three days......

Zoe, who hadn't seen Chu Ziyi go back for a long time at the post station, came over, and felt that his master's bitter trick was really good, not only haggard, but also thinned a circle, how could he see some sincerity.

Zoe led the slaves to buy a small farmer's house nearby, cleaned it up, moved in, and brought food and water to his master every day.

The third prince of Chu waited for a month, and the little wizards who entered the mountain had already gone from being surprised at the beginning, and now they were not surprised to see him.

That day, a carriage came out of the mountain gate, and rarely stopped in front of Chu Ziyi, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted by a pair of slender hands like bamboo, revealing the jade-like side face of the person in the car, just with a sickly paleness, "Brother Three Emperors, cough cough ......"

"Fifth brother." The third prince of Chu was not salty or indifferent.

"The Holy Venerable said, don't block the mountain gate." The warm and good-looking lips, the guqin-like low voice, but the vicious words spit out, "Don't say anything about it, you lose Da Chu's face in vain." ”

Chu Ziyi raised his head suddenly.

Chu Liancheng didn't have the slightest sarcasm in his eyes, but the contempt couldn't be clearer, "The widow of the first queen, apart from lingering in the land of fireworks, what else will the dogs and horses do?" When I first arrived in Guyue, I broke my leg at the banquet because I robbed someone of a prostitute, and I panicked for you! Do you think that Gu Yue Shengzun is one of your flower house women who can be played with casually? His eyes were completely gloomy, "Chu Ziyi, put away your dirty and ridiculous thoughts!" Go back to the state of Chu and get drunk and dream of death! ”

Chu Ziyi really returned to Chu State, and before leaving, he asked Emperor Gu Yue for a woman, who was a singer on the painting boat that night, and she sang the song "Song of the Yue People".

The wheels of the carriage rolled forward, and something was gone.

Jun Chen looked at the black mist slowly condensing into a human form and was silent, but Chu Ziyi laughed to himself, "You must want to ask me why I left like this, but Chu Liancheng said it right, in those years, I was so drunk and dreamed of dying, enjoying the flattery of the princes and ministers, self-righteousness, and arrogance...... Such a filthy self, I just waited at the gate of Junshan Mountain to wait for the white-haired crane face, what can I ask for her? ”

This is five years.

The young man with a green face in the past finally faded the last trace of his youthful appearance, and quickly and completely grew into the appearance of a man.

Jun Chen thought he had seen himself in a trance, but he clearly knew that it was not, the gloomy and violent between the man's eyebrows was far greater than his own.

Chu Shichong records that Chu Ziyi is a tyrant, and he can see the shadow of a tyrant now.

Chu Ziyi's second visit to Guyue was in a snowy winter.

Dripping into ice, the palace of Guyue burned an unknown number of braziers, finally drove away a little bit of the cold, the maiko twisted her waist wildly, bent into an incredible arc like a snake, full of silver ornaments sparkled people's eyes, the soft waist exposed in the sight of the ministers who went to the banquet, the delicate navel, and the slender retreat all told of charm.

The emperor of Gu Yue laughed loudly, surrounded by a favorite concubine who was covered in a thin veil and more charming than a goblin.

The ministers were probably drunk, and staggered one by one, and their eyes were glued to the maiko on the dance floor, and those dancing skills were also very bold, and when they saw which prince and minister they liked, they danced by themselves, and walked over charmingly.

The whole banquet was extravagant.

"The country of Chu has a distinguished guest, but you have to entertain it!" Emperor Gu Yue's eyes were dim, and he couldn't see a trace of clarity.

With Emperor Gu Yue's words, the dance skills that he had coveted for a long time for Chu Ziyi turned all the way from the center of the dance floor, and seemed to fall into his arms.

The third prince of Chu stretched out his hand unhurriedly, seemingly grabbing the waist of the dance technique, but told her not to take a step closer, and the dance skill tried her best, but it didn't make the wolf she had coveted for a long time look at her.

From beginning to end, he drank wine alone, glass after glass, as if waiting for someone to appear.

Occasionally, when he raised his head, he met the eyes of Lin Sanshui, the prince of Guyue, who was sitting opposite, and the eyes of both of them had an undetectable depth, but they both turned into a smile, but Chu Ziyi was a wild man, and Lin Sanshui's smile was a little bitter. Raise your glass and drink it all, and those past will all be buried.

"Ding—"

It was the sound of the chime ringing, and the light music was as crisp and clear as the day I first saw it.

I don't know who shouted, "The Holy Venerable has arrived—"

A cold air swept through the drunken banquet, and the drunken ministers suddenly sobered up. The scantily clad dancers shrank their hands and feet into a ball, and the foxes on their faces could no longer be maintained due to the extreme cold, leaving only a piece of blue and white.

The solid ice condensed the carpet from the gate of the palace inch by inch, the pure world Buddha lotus on the ice bloomed, and the woman in white clothes and black hair stepped on the lotus flower and slowly walked into the extravagant palace.

There is always no joy or sorrow under the eyes, the face under the white veil is to make the mountains and rivers lose color, and she does not belong to such an erosive court. Maybe there should be a gust of wind and she will be able to feather away.

From the moment she stepped into the palace, Lin Sanshui's eyes finally had a little light.

Emperor Gu Yue's eyes seemed to have regained a bit of clarity, "Please sit down." ”

"After I finish praying, it's time to go back to Junshan."

"Your Majesty, isn't the Holy Venerable putting your words in your ears!" The favorite concubine pursed her seductive red lips and coquettishly.

Emperor Gu Yue's face was a little unkind, and Lin Sanshui suddenly said coldly, "Concubine Li, the concubine is not allowed to interfere in politics, Gu Yue Shengzun, can you slander it?" ”

How many people woke up in a dream that Gu Yue had a harem and was not allowed to interfere in politics?

How many people still remember that Gu Yue Shengzun was once the god of Gu Yue?

Emperor Gu Yue slapped his favorite concubine on the buttocks, looking more like he was flirting, and there was no trace of blame in his tone, "How can you talk to the Holy Venerable like this?" ”

"Giggle...... Your Majesty, people know that they are wrong......"

The entire hall reverberated with the unbridled laughter of the favorite concubine.

Forget Xi finished reciting the Sanskrit words of the blessing with an indifferent expression, got up and left, the corners of her eyes inadvertently showed a little sadness, she knew that Gu Yue's qi was about to run out.

The snow was falling a little heavily, and a wizard wanted to hold an umbrella for her, but she refused.

A cool snowflake fell on the corner of her eye, melted and hung in the corner of her eye when it was hot, and it was a tear in a trance, "Master, the apprentice can't protect Gu Yue'......"