Somewhere in the Three Realms, the horses are frightened, the night is confused, and the crazy world seems to be only dark and unabandoned, accompanying the left and right.

I don't know how long it took, the horse finally got tired of running, and the speed slowed down significantly, and the eldest prince pulled the reins:

"Appeal ——!"

Let the horse stand, look around, the sky has long been connected to the ground, the stars and the moon have hidden traces, and there is no trace of translucency, so that you can't find any reference to judge where you are in the Three Realms, in a trance, it seems to be floating in the dark, and the place to float is extremely slim.

Only the trembling hands in his arms grabbed his arms tightly, and the sharpness of his nails reminded him:

I still have the same life characteristics as my soul!

The eldest prince patted the hand of the blue cloth and whispered comfort in his ear, but thought:

"It's so weird, it's a very sinister place!

Vigilant in his heart, he did not dismount at the moment, and only let the horse walk slowly on its own.

Far away, far away, in the darkness somewhere faintly there was a faint glimmer of translucency, translucent was not unstable, but floated and swirled, although extremely dim, but it was enough comfort for the people wandering in the darkness.

When he arrived, he found that a small phosphorescence was flickering, and the phosphorescent light did not continue to drift away, but after finding the target, he was suspended in front of the horse and led the way. The horse, though frightened, seemed to have a force forcing it to obey.

A trace of black mist drifted between the mouth and nose, and an inexplicable vast consciousness formed in his mind, and his eyes gradually became accustomed to the concentration of the night, only then did he realize that the centaur had walked into a place in the middle of the mountain.

Looking down condescendingly, although the distance is dim, the faint lights of thousands of homes are the best proof that they are still in the world.

It was still dark in the distance, and the horses followed the phosphorescent light and made their way to what appeared to be a house, and then stopped.

The eldest prince sat on his horse and watched:

It seems that there is more than one house here, and the purlins rise and fall, high or short, stretching out, and do not know their tails, and the insects and finches do not hear a sound, and no one is impetuous, nodding unconsciously:

Well, it's like that wilderness graveyard, why did you bring me here?

Just as I was thinking about it, the courtyard where I stopped suddenly turned on with lights, and as the lights turned on, there were dogs barking, chickens crowing, and even babies crying in the distance!

Extremely weird!

The eldest prince's heart froze, and his right hand couldn't help but touch the soul sucking crystal in his arms, the mana of this thing is powerful, or can it resist the unexpected?

The horses gradually lay down, and the eldest prince had to jump down with the blue coat, and took his hand into the courtyard together, and couldn't help but think to himself:

Once there is an accident, it will ...

"Anyone?"

Loud asked, but no one answered. The eldest prince led the blue clothes along the paved road in the courtyard and walked to the front of the wing. The room was brightly lit, but the door was hidden.

The eldest prince groaned and stretched out his hand to push away. But see:

A thick layer of dust fell on everything in the room, and on the table in the middle was a basin of water, with a rag thrown in it, as if someone had left in a hurry on the way.

The eldest prince looked around, and a painting of ink and blue on the wall caught his attention, he slowly walked to the front of the painting and watched, and saw the seal at the top of the painting, and his body shook violently:

"Blue, quick! Let's get out of here! ”

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In the world, the prince's mansion, the power of the world, Huan Wen serves Meng Jia.

As the prince's inner guard, Yun Sheng didn't think that he had any strengths that could be tapped, and the closer he got to the center of power, the more he felt that he was hierarchical.

The prince rarely goes out, and even when he goes out of the palace gate occasionally, he is accompanied by a large number of excellent guards before and after, while he only waits on the periphery.

What is the reason for choosing yourself?

Although he had doubts in his heart, he acted without leakage, staggered back and forth, cautiously, and never made a mistake.

On this day, the prince temporarily decided to go to Li Shilang's mansion, but ordered Yunsheng to go with him alone.

During the tea invitation, Li Shilang suddenly saw Yun Sheng standing behind the prince, and he was shocked, but there was no expression on his face.

After chatting about some gossip: After the specific arrangements for the manpower and horses, Li Shilang pretended to ask Yunsheng unintentionally:

"This guard brother is so good-looking, where is the fairy township, can you tell me?"

Yun Sheng shook his head and replied sincerely:

"Thank you for your concern. My parents died when I was a child, and I didn't know where my hometown was, but I was adopted by an artist from Tibet, and I also learned some fur self-defense. ”

Sincerity is not like hypocrisy.

"Oh...

Li Shilang nodded, and secretly admired in his heart:

"Sure enough!"

did not continue to ask, but when the prince left, arrangements had been made.

Back at the Prince's Mansion, it was getting late, and Yun Sheng couldn't sleep:

There seems to be a solemn feeling that no one is aware of, approaching himself quietly, and all the arrangements are almost reasonable in the eyes of others, but how did the prince choose himself at a glance?

After thinking about it again and again, seeing that the moonlight was bright and the breeze was blowing, the boredom in my heart was really difficult to dissolve, so I got up and sat down on a rockery in the backyard of the inner servant, looking at the bright moonlight, my face remained unchanged, but my eyes changed a little:

Blue coat, how are you doing?

While sighing, his hand touched the jade flute on his waist and couldn't help but take it off, caress it for a moment, and unconsciously blew it.

If it is said that the dancing skills of the blue clothes are the best in the capital, and Yunsheng's piano flute is unsurpassed.

The sound of the flute is quiet and tactful, like crying and complaining.

Each floating note seemed to take him through front of him, back to his childhood and Mr. Lan Yi and Mr. in the Western Regions.

On his soft lips and hands, the fluctuating rhythm is like the sound of the tide from the heavens and the sea of hearts, or like the splash drops on the apples when the rain falls, so that your sorrow will also dissipate with the shining drops of water.

And the heart that has been cleansed is not empty, but full of thoughts.

Even the melancholy that drifts away is also in the long years, deep and shallow accumulation into wisps of concern, if there is nothing beckoning to you.