The prince suddenly showed such a stern look, where had Banqiu and Banxia seen it, and he was so frightened that he had to lie on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head, and he didn't know what he said wrong at this time, but he begged repeatedly, "The prince forgives the sin, the prince forgives the sin!" ”

Jiang An's face was pale, and he paced in the room for a while, the atmosphere was cold and stagnant, Banqiu and Banxia lay on the ground and didn't dare to come out, for a long time, Jiang An paced back to the bench, exhaled, and his voice softened, "I won't talk about it in the middle of autumn and half summer, the maid is duty," he raised his hand, pointed at Luo Shan, and his eyes were sharp, "Ke Luo Shan, tell me, you have been practicing martial arts since you were a child, and you are improving every day, what is it for?" ”

"Those who cultivate martial arts are only willing to fight on the battlefield and defend their families and the country." Luo Shan raised his head, his eyes blazing, and blurted out.

"Defend the family and defend the country, you still know!" Jiang An sneered, slapped his palm on the case, "Have I taught you to be cowardly on the battlefield," he raised his hand, knocked over the cups and plates on the case, spewed fire with angry eyes, looked directly at Luo Shan, as if he wanted to focus on his heart, and said sharply, "Have I taught you to abandon the soldiers, have I taught you to escape from the battle!" ”

"No, I didn't." The kneeling young man's face was unprecedentedly calm, and he raised his head, neither humble nor arrogant, "The prince has indeed never taught me this. ”

Jiang An sat on the chair, leaned back, closed his eyes, his voice became softer, and sighed, "Then what did you say today?" ”

"Haha," Luo Shan smiled and stood up, "I'm just doing the other way, and giving back to the other!" He untied the sword in his hand and slapped it on the table, "Fighting on the battlefield, sprinkling blood and tears, who won the country for him!" Luo Shan sneered, "The east is the moon ying, the west is against Di Rong, the past was trapped in the Ling for three months, the ammunition is exhausted, and the Donglai is overturned in only an instant, who will kill the horse and send the message for thousands of miles?" In the past, the army was surrounded and rebellious, the arrows were frequent, and the fate hung by a thread. Luo Shan gritted his teeth, "The prince retreated bravely in order to prevent the high earthquake of the master, and the military power had already been handed over, but he mistakenly believed the villain's slanderous words and forced each other step by step!" ”

Hearing this, Jiang An paused, raised his hand and pressed the sword in Luo Shan's hand, glanced at his slightly childish face, and said leisurely, "Wen death admonition, martial death battle, since ancient times." ”

"Prince, this is foolish!" Banxia, who was kneeling, couldn't help it, and boldly raised his head and said. Jiang An looked at her frightened pale little face, remembering that he had never treated them like this for many years, and sighed in his heart, "Get up." ”

Banxia and Banqiu got up at this time, and Luo Shan supported Banqiu, she lowered her head and sobbed, not daring to say a word.

"Foolish?" Jiang An laughed, turned his head and ordered Banqiu to re-boil the tea, raised his hand to slowly pour the tea into the teacup, and waved his hand to put it mildly, "It's just a battle," he raised his head confidently, "Win more battles with less, do I fight less?" ”

Hearing this, Banxia pursed his lips and smiled, took a piece of pastry with his sleeve, handed it to Jiang An, and sighed, "Hey...... Prince. ”

Jiang An took the pastry, patted her shoulder, and smiled slightly, "Let's go down first in half autumn and half summer." Although the two maids were stunned, Banqiu raised her hand and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Banxia, so she had to salute and retreat silently. In the inner room of the Qingxin Palace, only Jiang An and Luo Shan were left, Jiang An paced in the inner room, stopped in front of the window, looked at the pavilions outside the window, the flowers and flowing water, and said for a long time, "If I don't return......

"Prince!" Luo Shan was shocked, blurted out, clenched his fists, and felt a sense of sorrow in his heart, Prince, this time, even you are not sure of victory?

"If I don't return, you can take Banqiu and Banxia out of the palace!" Jiang An's eyes did not leave the beautiful scenery outside the window, and such a casual voice, explaining what was behind him, was as light as chatting after tea and dinner. He waved his hand, "If I am defeated and stay in the palace, the king will definitely not let them go." ”

"Prince......" Luo Shan took a step forward, grabbed the figure standing in front of the window, clenched the sword in his hand, and knelt on one knee, "Please ......" He didn't take the initiative to ask for help, and raised his eyes to see Jiang An waved his hand, "Go down." ”

"Prince!" Luo Shan turned his head, couldn't bear to leave, and called out repeatedly, "Prince! Jiang An waved his hand and didn't look back, but his voice suddenly turned stern, and he shouted, "Stand down!" ”

Luo Shan was familiar with the prince's temper, and it was useless to say more, so he clenched the sword in his hand, got up, and sighed, "Hey, ......", and after a sigh, he walked out of the Qingxin Hall without looking back. When he left the hall, he looked back slightly, his lips moved, but he finally turned back and left.

The night is cool and slightly cool, a round of lack of moon hangs in the sky, bleak and cold, dripping between several leaves, turning into mottled and broken shadows, scattered all over the place. The cold willow smoke cage, the moon is slanting in the Zhanjiang River, the fish in the river are playing in the water, free and easy, where can you smell the red dust and purple Mo, don't be sad? The sporadic lights in the palace have fallen one after another, Jiang'an is white-clothed and snowy, independent of the Qingxin Palace, and boils a cup of bitter wine, invites a round of bright moon, sighs about the past, and stays until tomorrow, raising a sail battle flag.

The cool moonlight is more likely to hook people's thoughts, and if you want to come to the mountain rain, it is easiest to pick up the past.

"Brother Mu Yu?" Mo Ruowei's star-like eyes stared at him, chuckled, looked back among the flowers, her eyes were blue and tactful, and she said, "Brother Mu Yu?" ”

Jiang An's brain was instantly bitten by thousands of poisonous snakes, gnawed by thousands of ants, he hugged his head tightly in pain, turned over the bitter wine, knelt down, and the sting pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made him unable to straighten his waist, and the past scene flashed away, and there was even the strange purple eyes of Shiso that day. "How could it be......" beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, his body trembled slightly, and he struggled to roar towards the moonlight, "How can this be! ”

Staggered to his feet, staggered to the inner room, it was difficult to suppress the river and the sea in his head, and plunged into the quilt, at this time he felt a lot more comfortable in his brain, he lay on the couch and gasped for a few breaths, but looked up and saw the snow white in front of him, he didn't feel dizzy, and sighed in his heart, these days are tired, so young, there was frost and snow in front of him, a wry smile, and he fell down, and fell asleep, but he never found the bag that Qin Shuyao gave him that day, and was pressed under the pillow at this time, with a faint purple glow.

That day, Jiang An, who had not dreamed for a long time, had another dream, not so much a dream, but a reproduction of the scenes of the past, outlining those hidden in the deepest part of his heart, the purest beauty, the most true and the best, and even the darkest, deepest and most painful memories.

At that time, I saw Ah Wei for the first time for four months, even if I was Jiang An now, looking back on the past, what I remembered was still those dusty, black and white eyes, so clear and beautiful, and even a little timid, like a gurgling stream in the forest, so quiet, gradually diluting the blood in his heart. On that day, four months after seeing each other for the first time, Ah Wei had a strange illness that was not small or small, and when she was fighting with him by the stream, Linlin smiled lightly, but she couldn't catch her breath, and fell into the stream and fell into a coma. At that time, the young man was frightened, ran forward, held a handful of purple in his arms, stepped out of the red leaf forest, and visited famous doctors, but he could not find out the cause of her illness. He was suddenly afraid, afraid of losing her, so afraid, just as he had been in the dust of the night. Seeking medical treatment was fruitless, and the unconscious man in his arms still had a faint snort, as if he was asleep. Jiang An remembered that at that time, he firmly believed that she would wake up, she would definitely wake up, he lit a bonfire, stayed by Ah Wei's side every night, whispered softly, told what he had seen and heard, he remembered that he had secretly kissed her at that time, yes, reflecting the bonfire, he had secretly kissed her, and at that time, she was too young and too young. Maybe it was Jiang An's sincerity that touched the heavens, two weeks later, the beautiful little man slowly opened his eyes in his arms, at that moment, Jiang An couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and took her in his arms, she was a little frightened, struggling helplessly, but he hugged her tighter. She looked up at him, with some horror in her eyes, and pushed slightly, but lowered her head in embarrassment. Jiang An looked at her slightly frightened gaze, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, he remembered that in fact, he was not good to her, really, not good.