Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Geometry of the Bright Moon
In the picturesque scenery of the Imperial Garden, the willows crumple a pool of clear water. She once thought that her life was full of hills and valleys, and she had traveled for hundreds of years to see the scenery of the world, just to wait for no return.
She waited for two hundred years, and he finally came back, and the man was still as white as jade, but the monk's robe was indifferent to the fireworks of the world. There was no soft light in the calm eyes of that familiar face.
Liu Lexin's eyebrows moved, the enchanting and arrogant ghost queen became like a timid little woman at this moment, she looked at him motionlessly, there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes, the ghost's tears would not fall to the ground, the tears instantly turned into a wisp of mist and dissipated, Kongyuan's cold eyes fixed on her face, and her expression moved slightly.
Luo Qingyun looked at Liu Lexin anxiously and reminded: "Niangniang, it's the mage who is here, you go quickly!" ”
Liu Lexin didn't seem to hear it, Kong Yuan took out the talisman seal, and his tone was extremely cold: "It's rude!" With that, the talisman turned into a silver light, like a sharp sword splitting the sword, and hit her hard.
Liu Lexin frowned slightly, she had lost half of her cultivation for Luo Qingyun, but now she was hit by the Fu Seal but she didn't plan to avoid it, and her body walked straight into the air.
Luo Qingyun didn't know why, she hurriedly blocked in front of her, staring at her in shock: "Niangniang, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Liu Lexin seemed to be stunned, he turned a deaf ear to what she said. She hurriedly turned her eyes to look into the sky and begged, "Master, please raise your noble hand!" The queen mother has been here for two hundred years, and has never done anything that hurts the heavens and reason, there are evil in this palace, but not all ghosts are evil ghosts, and she asked the mage to let her go! ”
Kong Yuan looked at him coldly, and Liu Lexin appeared in front of him in the next moment. She looked at him quietly, without the slightest fear in her eyes. Her skin was like cream, but there was no trace of color on her fair face. The hollow carved golden hairpin on the head is pendant with a little purple jade, and the tassel is sprinkled on the green silk.
He was silent and indifferent, and he never tolerated evil spirits. The corners of Liu Lexin's mouth hooked a smile, a pair of phoenix eyes were charming, but awe-inspiring, after two hundred years of absence, she finally saw him, still vaguely still a weak-crowned young man who looked up between the flowers and willows, and a heroic young prince when he rode a horse and whipped in the hunting ground, he seemed to have stood there since he was young, and he never parted.
Kong Yuan had never seen such a female ghost, his thin lips moved slightly, and a pair of Zhong Tiandi's beautiful eyes did not contain any impurities, clear but bottomless.
"Master, do you recognize me?" Liu Lexin said lightly.
Kong Yuan stood quietly, I don't know what she said, but she still replied: "The queen of the previous dynasty, the old man of the Liu family." The year of birth and death is unknown, and the soul has been here for 200 years. ”
"You're here to collect my soul today?" Her tone was calm.
Kong Yuan paused and spoke: "No, if you never offend, I will not accept your soul, but I hope you can die." ”
Liu Lexin smiled, but her eyes were so poignant, heaven and earth melted into one color, all realms were empty, her heart was delicate, even the most subtle, fleeting emotions were nowhere to be found: "About me, if you are pursuing, brief stories are everywhere, the world knows that I died after being sealed, and I often talk and laugh between my lips, but none of them go deep, and no one cares about it after all." She looked at him: "I am ashamed to face you. Remember when you asked me, 'Who first saw the moon, and when did the first moon shine?' I didn't understand it at the time, but now I know. You and I have small lives, even today, my soul lives here, and after all, I am confined to it. The change of dynasties, a hundred years later, the people who look at the moon on the riverside have long been different, and only Leng Yue, who is a cold bystander and does not say a word, knows everything. ”
Kong Yuan frowned, and there was finally a slight ripple in his calm and waveless eyes. Luo Qingyun on the side understood that the person who the Ghost Queen had been waiting for for two hundred years had now returned, reincarnated, but escaped into the empty door.
The memories of his previous life must have been as clear as in the past, and he didn't remember who the ghost in front of him had been waiting for a hundred years, and he wouldn't have understood that Liu Lexin's heart was like a storm surging at this moment.
Kong Yuan put the magic weapon in his sleeve: "There is no shortage of parting in the world, and there is no shortage of parting people." The past is gone, you should throw it away, the river flows away from the spring, the spring will wither, and what will go with it is irretrievable. The sunset on the west mountain, the silver moon is still slanting westward, obsessed with the moon, and a few people can step on the moon and return! ”
Liu Lexin was dumbfounded, and suddenly laughed heartlessly: "Hahaha, what the mage said is extremely true!" After all, the palace is mourning that wisp of obsession, and now, why bother the old people! Since he has completely let go of the past, why should I still hold on to this! ...... I thought that the most worthwhile thing for me here was to wait, even in the depths of the fog, I could always see the moonlight when I looked out, and now, the most terrible thing is waiting. ”
Kongyuan Zen has a discerning eye, but he can't read her emotions after all. But he couldn't do it, I don't know if it was because they were old people in their previous lives, or because of the inexplicable pity for the female ghost in his heart, he brushed his sleeves and folded his hands: "Amitabha, the poor monk won't hurt you, you go!" He turned to leave, and suddenly paused, but he didn't look at her: "But if you can let go of the evil fate of your previous life, I still hope that you will have an epiphany as soon as possible, and your death will not be painful!" ”
There will be no pain in a good life! Isn't that what is left the most infatuated! Once a person loves, a heart can turn a thousand times, twists and turns out of countless lingerings, once forget those mountains and sea oaths, there are also the water of the Yellow River from the sky ruptured and turbulent.
Liu Lexin watched the white-clothed figure disappear into the imperial garden, and the mist rippled in the corners of his eyes. It seems that I dreamed of the spring breeze in the afternoon, the white-clothed boy in Nanling, Beijing. The sea of clouds is connected to the stream, like a fairyland, where there are patches of flourishing peach forests. He led the horse, wearing a silver and white brocade robe, and a piece of mutton fat and white jade tied around his waist. He stood by the stream, his sleeves fluttering, his face was picturesque, and he was so handsome that he couldn't take his eyes off it.
Liu Lexin was having fun with her sister, and the next moment she hid behind him, she pulled his sleeve, put her head behind his waist without any scruples, and said coquettishly: "Brother Yue, my sister is going to beat me again." He looked sideways, his eyes doting, and he was a little shy in his light smile.
"Liu Lexin, you didn't catch a bug and stuffed it for me just now!" Liu Yiyi chased after her in small steps, and said, "Lord Yue, get out of the way, this dead girl has obviously done something bad by herself, and she dares to sue the wicked first!" ”
Liu Lexin poked his head out and disagreed: "What a bug, how cute that little moth is!" Your shouting scared it away! ”
"You dare to talk back!" Liu Yiyi pretended to beat her, and the two circled around Nangong Yue several times, Nangong Yue smiled and stretched out her hand, stopped Liu Lexin at her side, and said to Liu Yiyi: "She has always been so childlike, you are the eldest sister, don't worry about her!" ”
Hearing this partiality, Liu Yiyi was even more aggrieved, and complained: "Lord Yue, you don't know, she is a child, she is happy, but our entire Liu Mansion has suffered. She is a beautiful girl, she doesn't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, knitting female red, climbs high and low all day long, and the strange insects caught from everywhere are simply too numerous. The night before the maid was awakened in the middle of the night, there was a purple-haired monster lying on her nose, like a bird without wings, like a chicken without a crown, the maid was so frightened that she almost fainted, and those strange things were brought back by her to raise. ”
"Xiao Zi has no malice, it's just hungry, go out to find food, the maid hides pastries next to the pillow, Xiao Zi smells the smell."
"Listen, Lord Yue, this girl has this cynical attitude every time, and she can make people angry to death!"
Nangong Yue smiled, looking at him with her chin bowed, her dark eyes were like stars, but her eyes were gentle. Liu Yiyi said how could he not know that most of these strange things were found by him for her.
As long as she likes it, he will find it for her.
There are many women in the family, but Nangong Yue only takes special care of her. Growing up since childhood, Nangong Yue in the eyes of the world has always been the prince with a talent, intelligence, temperament, and elegant posture. His robe is always snow-white and spotless, and he is still lonely and thin, but his eyes are as bright as a galaxy.
Everyone in the world knows that the prince is cold, but he is also gentle. In those years, how many women secretly moved their hearts, they didn't want to enter the palace to climb the dragon and become rich, they just wanted to be his princess.
But only when he saw her, the young man in white was a little less mature and steady, and he always showed shyness. After laughing and playing, Liu Lexin held a cup of tea and walked over with a light smile. Just in the wind, the fragrance of tea was sent, Nangong Yue raised her eyes, her face was like a peach blossom, and her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it. The tea has not been drunk to the mouth, but it has been soaked in the eyes and hearts of the people.