Su Tian's eyes gradually drifted out of the window, let him keep a little selfishness for himself in this last game of chess. He didn't want Han Chong to get involved in this dispute, and if he could, it would be best if Han Chong could take care of Mo Yu instead of him. Didn't they wander together when they were young, and probably they could do the same in the future......

For a moment, he also thought about whether he could send the ink rumor to Xiao Zhen's side. But this thought, as long as he thinks about it, his heart will be like a needle prick, by Han Chong's side, Mo Yu will only have one more brother, and by Xiao Zhen's side...... He had clearly seen the entangled gaze between them.

Mo Yu was outside the window, slowly withdrew his hand, took the teapot from the palace maid's hand, wiped the tears on his face, and jumped into the house with a smile: "Su Tian, it's so troublesome to make this pot ......of tea, and there are a few bubbles burning on my hands."

Su Tian took Mo Yu's hand and rubbed it, and his tone was unusually intimate and gentle: "Be careful next time." ”

Huang Qi withdrew without saying a word, leaving the space to them.

"Come, Mo Yu, I'll take you out." Su Tian pulled her up and walked out.

"Where to go?" Mo Yu was pulled by him, walked out of the Chengyuan Palace, and got into the carriage. The wheels rolled and drove towards the outside of Shouchun City. The doubts in her heart became heavier and heavier: "What are you doing when you go out of the city at this time?" What if Qin Jun sees you? ”

Su Tian's time is spent on bookcases, and he almost never goes out of the city to play. He was in the carriage, his fingers turning nimbly, untying off his jasper crown and tying his hair into a bun like an ordinary scholar. He smiled a little slyly: "This girl doesn't have to worry, Xiao Ke heard that the two countries of Qin and Chu are negotiating peace, and the area around Yunzhao Mountain is very safe at this moment." ”

It was the first time he had heard Su Tian say this, and he knew that he deliberately imitated the scholar who had gone to Qingqing, and was amused by the strange charm of his words, but he still couldn't help but laugh and said: "Then please ask the son to lead the way, and the slave family is willing to go with the son." ”

The grass and trees in the mountains are verdant, and the ink ballad is already fun, and from time to time she stretches out her hand, learning the song of the birds in the mountains, and teasing those little birds to land on her fingers. There was really a little bird who was not afraid of her, and landed on the palm of her hand, she was touched by the little bird like the palm of her hand, and pushed it out with a smile, and the little bird spread its wings again and flew into the sky.

Su Tian also poked his head out, picked off a kudzu leaf, and handed it to Mo Yu: "Bi Cai Gexi, I don't see it for a day, like three autumns." ”

It was the first time he heard such straightforward words from Su Tian's mouth, Mo Yu turned his head awkwardly, didn't pick up his Ge Ye, and whispered: "What crazy words, how can we not meet one day?" ”

Su Tian held her hand and pinned Ge Ye to her hair, lining her bright eyes, but a little more like a beautiful silkworm girl.

The carriage stopped halfway up the mountain, and Su Tian jumped out of the carriage first, and then stretched out his hand to pull the ink ballad. When he landed, Su leaned on the wheels, covered his mouth and coughed, but he quickly suppressed it and smiled at Mo Yu. Mo Yu looked him straight into the eyes, his heart fluttering. The gentleman is like jade, and he is about to say that he is a person, laughing, like the moonlight caressing the hills.

Su Tian was unusually cheerful, took Mo Yu's hand, and walked through a low bush. Walking to a rusty door, he expertly pushed it open, bent down into a low corridor, and then turned around and pulled Mo Yu to let her walk in front of him.

The road was winding, I don't know how far I walked, but the front suddenly opened up, and a stone cave appeared.

Mo Yu jumped in, looked up, and couldn't help but cry out "ah". It turns out that this is the backyard of the Zhaoxian Temple, and this stone cave is the place where you used to see the flying painting wall. On the wall, the graceful dancing woman is still lifelike, and her eyes are still blank.

Su Tian lit the candlestick with a fire fold: "This stone cave, I often came to it when I was a child, and I hid all day. At that time, I wanted to be a painter, so I practiced secretly. "The world makes people, he failed to become a humble painter, but he became the Ling Yin of the powerful Chu State.

Mo Yu looked up at the portrait, and suddenly understood: "Ah, this flying statue, you painted it?" ”

Su Tian smiled and nodded: "I painted it, the incense was difficult in the Zhaoxian Temple that year, so I painted this statue of the Flying Goddess to help them get through the difficulties." He looked up and looked at his painting carefully: "Unfortunately, there is still one thing left unfinished." ”

He pulled out the charcoal ink he had brought, rolled up his sleeves, and climbed up the gravel. Mo Yu was afraid that he would fall down, so he was anxious to persuade him to come down, but Su Tian just shook his head and continued to climb to a high place.

Climbing near the face of the Flying Goddess, Su Tian sat on a large protruding stone and glanced back at the ink rumor. That glance is like to remember and engrave her appearance forever.

He used charcoal ink, sketching stroke by stroke, first the outline of the eyes, then the long, curved eyebrows, and finally the curly eyelashes. A pair of delicate and moving eyes appeared on the flying goddess. The whole portrait seems to have suddenly come to life, with enchanting movements, coupled with a pair of pure and clear eyes, which are both contradictory and harmonious.

"Mo Yu," Su Tian returned along the same path, standing on the ground, looking at his work, "When I painted this portrait, I didn't know what the Flying Goddess should look like. I went to the Bangyue Pavilion to select handsome young men and women, trying to find a face that I could refer to, but I never got the heart to be impressed. Until...... I saw you, and that day you had a face covered in mud and only a pair of eyes, shining. ”

Only then did Mo Yu know that this portrait was painted according to her appearance, no wonder it felt familiar when I saw it for the first time.

"When I first met you, you were a little girl, and you had no charm at all. In my imagination, I added a teenage age to you," Su Tian stared at Mo Yu, not knowing whether to talk to her or to himself, "When you are eighteen or nineteen years old and get married, maybe you will become the style on the portrait." Now, it's still a little smaller, but it's close. ”

Mo Yu was blushed by him, tears overflowed the whole eye, how could she be so good, in fact, imagination is the same as memories, can turn the most ordinary things into extremely beautiful, stones will turn into stars, white water will become honey.

"It's a pity, it's a pity......" Su Tian didn't say any more, he was in a pity, he would never wait for the day when Mo Yu grew up and got married, and he couldn't see the day when she had the demeanor of Portrait Mountain.

"Ink rumors," Su leaned over her, suppressing her name, "Ink Ballad ......"

Mo Yu's heart was pounding, and he vaguely hoped that something would happen, but Su Tian just hugged her, like holding precious porcelain, and there was no other action.

When they returned, both of them were a little tired, leaning against the wall of the carriage, and before they knew it, they fell asleep. The carriage drove back to the gate of Chengyuan Palace, and Mo Yu slept lightly and jumped down first. Su Tian followed behind her and leaned out as well. As soon as the person got out of the carriage, his body shook a few times, and a mouthful of blood spit out, from the placket to the curtain, a large piece of red was stained.

Mo Yu hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, but he felt that his body was soft, as if he had been drained of all his strength. Mo Yu's face was full of anxiety, but Su Tian patted the back of her hand instead, signaling that she didn't need to panic: "I'm fine, call someone to invite the imperial doctor." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yu's heart was cold, and he understood that his illness was no longer conceivable, and he did not intend to hide it anymore. As long as there is news inside and outside the palace that he is seriously ill, Yu Chu will definitely take action, and then Huang Qi will follow the good practices they have agreed......

When the medical officer hurriedly arrived, Su Tian was already lying on the bed, and the blood he vomited stained his entire chest red.

Pulse diagnosis, inquiring about the condition, checking the case record...... The medic was too busy to keep his feet on the ground, and Mo Yu stared at them back and forth, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. After tossing for a long time, the medical officer wrote a prescription and handed it to Mo Yu, which was full of ginseng, cordyceps and other nourishing medicinal materials, which could not cure the disease at all.

"Lord Ling Yin, what's going on?" For the first time, Mo Yu spoke harshly to people. The medical officer sighed: "It's nothing more than trying to recuperate, Lord Yin's internal organs have been damaged, and the blood that vomits out is blood in the internal organs." Alas......"

The words have been made very clear, the medicine stone is useless, and there is no power to return to the sky. Mo Yu sat stunned, and she didn't even hear the palace maid asking her if she wanted to decoct the medicine now, and her tears were pouring more and more.