The sun shone on her little pink face, and crystal tears fell, drop after drop, and she sucked the tip of her small nose and cried silently in his arms.

"Don't cry, don't cry......"

The boy patted her on the back carefully, whispering to coax and comfort, and the soft and steady feeling lingered in her heart, her eyes widened, and she gradually put away her tears.

……

At that time, she had just entered the Yijian Sect, and she was seven years old, and he was only a twelve-year-old boy.

The life of the master, hidden in the mountains, to avoid the disturbances of the world, in the courtyard of the three entrances, the moss soaked in the ancient steps, the mulberry full of courtyards, a group of ancient meaning, the days are peaceful and peaceful.

There are no mediocre talents under the Yijian Sect, but seven or eight colleagues are still practicing diligently every day, and the peach forest in the back mountain is a small world unique to the two of them.

……

The sun and the moon are like shuttles, time is like an arrow, and I don't know what it has been in the mountains for three years.

Thousands of peach blossoms are in full bloom, pink and bright, sweet and fragrant.

As the twilight fell, she and he sat side by side under the scattered stone tablets, drinking the same jar of wine together.

"It's so sweet......"

She scooped a little with a porcelain spoon, hesitated to lick it with the tip of her tongue, and suddenly her whole face was smiling.

"You can't be so petty when you drink."

He smiled dotingly, poured a full wine cup, and drank it all in a very proud manner.

"I'm so dizzy......"

His eyes flickered, but he was a little dazed.

"You deserve it, Master's peach blossom brew, although the entrance is mellow and sweet, the stamina is very ......"

She said coquettishly, her cunning eyes smiled like a crooked crescent, but the corners of her eyes were bright and beautiful.

Although she is ten years old, her posture and posture have faintly shown the charm of grace and beauty, Ning Fei's face was slightly crimson, and she turned her head a little uncomfortably, and brushed her forehead for her hair.

Dan Li took out a huge dark rhino horn cup, poured a full cup, licked it with his pink tongue, and drank most of it.

"It's really sweet......

Dan grunted contentedly.

"You really don't drink a lot, it seems that my class has an axe."

Ning Fei twisted the tip of her nose lightly, her eyes were slightly dazed by the drunkenness, but they were even more dyed with three points of deep lacquer, like stars in the sky.

Dan Li kicked the gray-white yarrow in the court with a pair of lotus feet, and asked with a smile: "You, who are usually upright and serious like a piece of wood, actually went to steal the peach blossom brew that Master treasured today, what are you celebrating?" ”

Shining eyes stared at her, but with seven points of pity and three points of doubt, "What is a good day today, have you really forgotten?" ”

Dan stared at him, and then he suddenly realized, "Today is actually -"

"It's your birthday, little confused."

Slender and powerful fingers gently scraped the tip of her nose, "Have you even forgotten your birthday?" ”

My Birthday......

Just as Dan was leaving, Ning Fei took out a long object wrapped in kudzu cloth, "This is for you." ”

Dan Li looked back and was shocked.

Judging from the appearance, there are seven or eight points in my heart, before I can untie the bundle of cloth, the tentacles are already gold and iron wood, and the soft light of the varnish enters the eyes through the cloth yarn, and I only feel a piece of relaxation.

Fade off the heavy bundle of cloth, only to see that the surface of the piano is black and cold, and the sound of the buckle is clear, it is the best seven-string coke-tailed guqin.

"I made it myself, it's a little rudimentary, and it's a little too big—but there's something else to it about."

Ning Fei showed her with his own hands, and with a beat at the key tenon joint, the base was actually hollow after being removed, "You can put your sword inside, because its blade is wider than any in the world, so even the body of the piano is wide and large." ”

My Sword......

There is no second sword in the world, because the scabbard cannot be found, and the sword that has been difficult to carry has been solved by him in this ingenious way.

Since then, with a long piano, a snowy coat, and a long sword, the world should be able to swim.

He cared about everything silently, meticulously without revealing traces, without a trace of sweet words, but he took everything into account for himself.

The setting sun is slanting in the west, and the afterglow is gorgeous and deep, dragging the silhouettes of the two people sitting side by side longer, almost intertwined, indistinguishable from each other.

"Thank you ......"

It was a heart-warming choke, and it was also an indescribable anxiety and complexity.

Ning Fei, you, who are born with a love of swordsmanship, will never understand why I am obsessed with my sword and have to carry it with me all the time.

My sword, opened only for killing.

Walking on thin ice for life, who knows that I am anxious......

"Why are you crying again, it's a big girl, are you ashamed......"

Having said that, he still gently and gently wiped the water from the corners of his eyes.

"And the strings aren't tuned, let's do it together."

With four hands crossed, if time can stay at this moment of tacit understanding and warmth, there will be no more luxury.

……

Dan Li, who was immersed in the past dream, fell asleep groggily, but there was a smile on his lips.

She had been in a coma for a day and a night, and the wound on her chest had long since stopped bleeding, but she still had an inexplicable high fever, and the doctors were helpless.

It was already the time of the lamp, the sky was obscure and chaotic, and a strong wind blew outside the hall, and gradually, raindrops the size of beans fell.

Weiyang Palace, in the emperor's bedroom, it is dim and you can't see clearly, only a long candle next to the mirror platform is burning quietly, and wax tears are falling. After the heavy gauze tent, a burst of medicinal fragrance lingered.

A tall and majestic figure quietly walked into the dormitory. He was awe-inspiring, bringing the coolness of the wind and rain outside, and the faint candlelight reflected his shadow, but it seemed to be taken by the condensation and gloom around him, and he trembled and shook slightly.

Emperor Zhaoyuan was dressed in a black robe, his long hair was tied behind him at will, and he stared coldly at the low-hanging gauze tent.

Putting his hand into the tent, gently lifting it, and gently pulling it with a golden hook, what appeared in front of him was the beautiful and pale face.

The rough and cool fingertips lightly touched the center of her eyebrows, and slowly swiped down, Emperor Zhaoyuan squinted, but there was a bottomless darkness in his eyes-

"Why are you so stupid......"

A whisper, diffused throughout the deep hall, low but clear enough to make people feel the inexplicable anger and anxiety-

"Why are you so stupid?"

He hated and wanted to tighten his hand, but he couldn't bear it after all, so he just tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and wiped the little medicine from his lips with a silk towel.

For many years, he has had soldiers who fought bravely to the death, strategists who were far-sighted, and meticulous works with ill intentions, but he had never had such a stupid palace concubine.

Stupid enough to want to knock open her little brain to see what was inside, how could she be so bold as to rush into the dangerous situation of the duel and block him with her own body

I'm not going to get out of the way

- It's crazy to hear her say such things to an Assassin