After getting into the carriage, Su Yunran lightly ordered, "Go to Silent Moon Mountain." ”

The carriage turned around and headed out of the city.

Silent Moon Mountain is a mountain outside the imperial capital of the Eastern Dynasty, on which a large area of evening dew trees is planted, which is what Su Yunran loves very much, but there have been too many things recently and have been put aside.

Just now, Concubine Yue said that Silent Moon Mountain is the place where Gu Ruying and Su Wenye are in love.

The two met in Lonely Moon Mountain and fell in love for life in Lonely Moon Mountain.

From a distance, I saw the lilac flowers in a row, delicate and warm, all the way to the sky, dimming the sky.

Su Yunran ordered everyone to wait in place and walked into the flowers alone.

Up close, the petals are delicate, the stamens are small, quietly perched on the soft branches, clusters of ripples, and the condensation slides down the branches, shining like jade in the sun.

Walking to a tree, the branches were thick, Su Yunran heard the sound of pearls and jade, and looked up to see a blue wind chime tied to a thick branch at a high place, and two strands of green silk fluttered in the wind on it.

Su Yunran sensed it with his spiritual power, and knew that there was no one else around, so he stepped lightly on his toes, jumped onto the branch, and stroked the wind chime with his crystal hand, only to see that there was a ribbon tied underneath, and the ink on it was smeared, which was a small poem.

"The night is deep, and the shadows are heavy.

The night comes and the shadow blends, and the shadow moves the night without a trace. ”

The inscription is two words: "Ye Ying"

Su Yunran's hands trembled slightly, and his eyes were moist.

This is the love between Su Wenye and Gu Ruying, clear as water, turning a thousand times.

Su Yunran can imagine that the young man of the year, like a beautiful flower, held his hand to see the scenery of the world, complained to each other under the tree, and fell in love for life, and made an appointment to be together.

And now, a fragrant jade is dead, and there are no bones left; A calm and introverted, forbearant support.

The rest of their only daughter is struggling to find the truth of the year.

The mountain breeze blew on his face with a slight coolness, and Su Yunran returned to the ground, put his right hand on the trunk of the tree, and closed his eyes.

The petals are fluttering, the white clothes are fluttering, and the hair is dancing lightly.

After a moment, Su Yunran turned around and walked away.

But hearing the sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of rustling, Su Yunran frowned, turned around, and when he saw the comer, he suddenly froze in place.

In the midst of the flying petals, the man in white walked slowly. Half a bundle of black hair, eyes like stars, a smile at the corners of the mouth, and a face like a crown of jade. A white dress shows a clear and clear realm, a white jade fan on the right hand is warm and cool, the light blue jade on the waist is shiny, and the cuffs are embroidered with delicate patterns, which is noble and generous.

The man looked at Su Yunran deeply, his eyes full of smile and tenderness.

And Su Yunran, after the shock, suddenly panicked, his hands slowly tightened, he wanted to leave but couldn't act, he only hurriedly took a step back.

Seeing this, the man raised his eyebrows, and a smile spread from the corner of his mouth, like the warm sun of velvet in the sky, which made Su Yunran feel at ease for a while.

The man walked up to Su Yunran and stopped, and his warm voice slowly spit out two words.

"Ling'er."

Familiar tone, familiar expression, familiar spoiling, Su Yunran took a long time to find his voice, trembling slightly, and drifting into the wind.

"Division······ Brother ······"

The man smiled lightly, raised his hand to straighten out Su Yun's green silk that was blown by the mountain wind, and said in a gentle voice, "It's me." ”

Su Yun pursed his lips, smiled lightly, and his tears were lightly embellished.

The wind swept up the white clothes of the two, the petals fell, silently, the sunset hung drunk, and the scorching golden light spread on the two of them.

The world was quiet, and only the warm words of the man remained.

"Ling'er, I'm here."