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He smiled slightly, and played a cheerful tune on the flute to bid her off. The clear flute sound, like a tactful lark, penetrated the extravagance and prosperity of this palace, followed her figure all the way, walked out of the heavy palace gates, crossed the golden threshold, the high corridor, and the dark red palace wall, and went to a vast world.

Bian Tang protected each other, was excluded and suppressed by the family, and almost ruined his good future in the land of dust.

Defeated Yue Gong, nine deaths and one life, shaped like a cunning rabbit but without three holes, put it to death and retreat without a way out, the family and country were abandoned, reduced to the ranks of the small, scolded by thousands of Li people, died and could not enter the genealogy of the temple, and eventually became the first traitor in the empire.

The Jedi rose up differently, with the power of one person to reverse the world of Qinghai, the might, and deter Simon, but the time was not yet ripe, but he waved his troops eastward, just to save his face and die on the first line.

Great Xia sharpened his knife Huo Huo wanted to try to Bian Tang, Yanbei sent troops east to avenge the hatred of his wife, and was willing to abandon the illustrious foundation to return to his homeland, and gambled with a million troops, and finally got his meager wish.

Zhuge Yue, I always thought I was the craziest person in the world, but in the face of you, I finally knew my shallow arrogance.

Li Ce smiled lightly in his heart, how to compete with a madman?

We are all chess pieces that have already been hand-picked by God, I can't break free, Yan Xun can't break free, only you, have the courage to break free and escape again and again, and have the courage to jump into the whirlpool again and again, I will lose to you after all, and I will lose convincingly.

The melody is unusually brisk, and it looks so comical to the heavy cries below.

Sun Di stood under the palace, looking at the figure who looked rebellious, listening to the deafening joyful tune, but he felt extremely lonely.

The road of the palace is long and cold, and the high palace walls are on both sides, and you can vaguely smell the sweet aroma outside the palace.

Under such a bright and warm sun, a layer of gentle ripples rippled from the bottom of someone's heart, breaking through the lonely fog at midnight and disturbing the delicate jade dust in the lonely brocade palace.

He has always been like this, seeing through all the sobriety of this world with slightly drunken eyes.

As night fell, the officials cried so loudly that their voices were hoarse, and a few old ministers had epilepsy and had already been carried down early.

The entire palace was covered in an extravagant light, and the Huanghuang Palace lamps shone quietly through the thousands of palace doors and windows of the Jinwu Palace, quietly shining on the night of the Jinwu Palace. Memories are chaotic, like a filament torn from the silk cloth, and with a gentle tug, the entire gorgeous silk cloth is all scattered, leaving a piece of extravagant residual red.

Li Ce climbed down the ladder step by step, and the officials cried and crawled over, crying and urging His Majesty to pay attention to his body and not to make a fool of himself.

"You are really loyal to me, today I have figured it out, Aiqing, hurry up."

Everyone suddenly burst into tears, and the emperor finally had an epiphany.

"In order to reflect on what I have said and done, I have decided to strike for three days. Let's go home and think about it and study the way to make the world rich. After that, he walked away under the stunned gaze of many ministers, and before he left the Guozi Palace, he couldn't wait to say to the chamberlain, "Banquet for three days in a row, and bring all the selected show girls to the Roufu Hall this time." ”

Everyone was speechless, and the emperor laughed triumphantly and walked away.

After leaving Baizhi Pass, it is the land of Great Xia, although it is the middle of winter at this time, but Xianyang is located in the southwest, the climate is mild, and it is still raining when Chu Qiao goes out of the pass.

Standing on the official road outside Xianyang City, she suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether to walk in. The first eight years were the reflection of the cold moon and the icy night under the waves, and the last three years were the bloody and hideous staggered pen marks, and now she suddenly threw away the shackles of fate, but she didn't know where to go.

The initial excitement gradually faded, and the cool consciousness collided fiercely in his mind, if it was true, what kind of identity was he now, and how could he intersect with someone like her? She had caused him to die several times, and now she was going to destroy everything in front of her with her own hands? And if what she thinks is wrong, what Li Ce said is just Yan Xun who was merciful and let her go, then how can she be embarrassed?

And now she doesn't even have the courage to open her mouth to ask.

In this way, she lived in Xianyang City, rented a small house, a separate courtyard, located in the middle of nowhere, and there were two weeping willows growing in front of the door, which were bare at this time.

Seven or eight days have passed in a blink of an eye, the New Year has arrived, and the lights in Xianyang City are full of joy. The landlord next door saw that she was a single young woman living here alone, so he invited her twice and three times to celebrate the New Year, but she politely declined.

A few days later, the annual Shangyuan Festival arrived, and it snowed in the early morning, but the snowflakes melted before they landed, but a thin layer was accumulated on the trees. Looking from afar, the top of the mountain in the distance is white, the clear water veins under the mountain, the city full of sycamores covering the sun, a lake and mountains.

The landlord is a fat woman in her thirties, very kind-looking, with a pair of children under her knees, and her husband is a teacher in a private school in the city, which can be regarded as a well-off family. The girl seemed to like Chu Qiao very much, and every day when she passed by the door, she would stretch her neck to look in, and her brother would see her curious, and sometimes he would support her below, and let her lie on the green wall to take a look.

In the evening, Chu Qiao was afraid that the landlord would come to call her for dinner again, so she went out by herself.

It was not dark yet, and the light market had not yet opened, but the street was already very lively, there were bustling crowds everywhere, all kinds of food stalls were arranged in a whole row around the street, and the vendors selling wine, food, tobacco, rouge and playthings crowded the main street of Xianyang, Chu Qiao thought it was too lively here, so he avoided it slightly.

Because it is a festival, the ladies and ladies of large families who do not go out on weekdays have also left the house, and the sedan chairs, soft chairs or carriages carried by several people can be seen everywhere on the street, passing by Chu Qiao one by one, occasionally wafting out a few wisps of laughter, and the warm and smoky wind blowing in the distance, a peaceful and quiet scene.

Compared with the red, pink and bright green in his eyes, Chu Qiao is dressed very plainly, but after all, it is a thing of the Bian Tang Palace, and it is more gorgeous and exquisite than ordinary folk clothes. The thin blue cloud gauze dress, the light blue lotus white long Luo skirt, embroidered with very light silk threads, a faint magnolia, looking from afar, like a fresh new lotus. Coupled with her calm and gentle temperament, walking alone on the long street of Wutong, the scholars and sons of the past all competed for attention, and occasionally wanted to come forward to talk, but walked in front of her but hesitated slightly, only to feel that her cold and comfortable air was not like the reserved and pretentious of ordinary women, but really did not put this heavy figure in her eyes, a little hesitation, she had already gone far.

The sky is getting dark, the twilight is four, the sky is beautiful, and a full moon is given tonight, the stars are sparse, and the faint moonlight gently falls on her shoulder.

This is not the first time she has come to Xianyang City, three years ago, she led her troops to escape from Zhenhuang City, and met Zhao Chun'er's brothers and sisters who were killed on the way, and after being escorted, she was chased and killed by Zhao Chun'er, and fled all the way to this place.

The years are in a hurry, the years are like water, Zhao Song has not heard from him for many years, and the prince of the heavenly family, who called for wind and rain, must have already faded out of the competition in Daxia because of a hidden illness. And Zhao Chun'er was even more scattered, step by step into the place of the Nine Secluded Places, and now she is scattered, and she doesn't know where she is.

The corners of Chu Qiao's mouth pulled up a faint smile, the smile was so faint, it had disappeared before it slid to the side of his face, and it looked like a faint cloud of smoke, scattered sadly in the cold wind.

Perhaps, Li Ce is right, in this world, people who are too shrewd are always unhappy.

In the distance, a large number of bright lights were lit up, red, green, green, golden and dark pink, and a group of glass. The sound of firecrackers, the cheerful laughter of children, and the shouts of hawkers came along the shore of the lake, and in her ears, it was like a warm cold fire, warm and bright, but there was no warmth at all, as if it came from another world.

Shangyuan Lantern Festival has been lost for a long time.

She looked up, her gaze vaguely piercing through time, frozen in the original day.

The scarlet pony, the white-furred child, with a snow-white rabbit lamp in his hand, followed behind the young man, who looked back with a cool silence in his eyes. She had always thought it was indifferent and ruthless cruelty, looking down on the people below with disdain in a lofty posture.

But now that she thinks back to the beginning, she seems to see his eyes clearly and see a trace of eternity.

If there were no lanterns for the day, no children's firecrackers startled her pony, no let her gallop out of the city, and Yan Xun trekking in the snow all night, would everything have changed a little differently?

Maybe not, maybe the hand that should be clenched is still clenched, the sword that should be raised is still raised, the oath that should be betrayed is still betrayed, everything will go slowly according to the process set by God, and no one can jump out of this cycle of fate.

However, at the very least, if there was no separation, then today's Shangyuan Lantern Festival that recalls him will not have only a vague back and a warm candle lamp.

Before I knew it, I had gone a long way, and a large elm tree, estimated to be thirty or forty years old, stood tall by the lake, and was covered with red strips of cloth and various colored paper cuts. It was the superstition of the people in the countryside, they believed that there were gods living in the elm tree, and the thicker the tree, the more able it was to communicate with the gods, and over time, there were often people who encountered difficulties to come here to worship, praying for the success of everything and the safety of the deceased.

Chu Qiao stood under the tree, an inexplicable emotion came out of her heart, she didn't know what was on the tree, she just looked up quietly, half-squinted her eyes, stared for a long time, no joy or sorrow, her eyes penetrated the dusty years, like a clear lake.

She didn't know that just three years ago, when she was bought by the Zhan Mansion here, there was also a person riding by. The sun was white that day, and he stood quietly under the tree in his clothes, passing by her by a fraction of a second.

Chu Qiao reached into her arms, but only touched a jade pendant, she held the jade pendant, and suddenly lost her mind.

This was snatched down by Zhuge Yue when she was fighting at night in Wupeng City, and she was found by him afterwards pretending to be a dancing girl, and he also asked her for it, she was still angry at the time, so she said that she threw it into the lake in the mansion. provoked the subordinates in Tiancheng's guard mansion to be busy all night, digging lakes to divert water, but in vain.

On the day she left Yanbei, she didn't bring anything, only the ghost sent it to the gods.

Time passed, and the memory was like a cold jade sticking to her heart, she tilted her head, and her eyes were already as bitter as water.

Going around and around, after all, it is a face away from people, even though the mountains and rivers are no more, the years are tortuous, and the yin and yang are separated, but there are still lingering family and country grudges between them, and she is so physically and mentally how can she get close to the qualifications and courage?

Chu Qiao closed his eyes and waved his hand to throw the jade pendant up, obviously it was just a moment, but thousands of thoughts poured into his mind, playing with him, she and him were nothing after all.

She turned around and was about to leave, but there was a crisp sound behind her ears, like slender fingers gently picking up the strings of the guqin, the sound was long and pleasant, and instantly penetrated the spinal cord. Chu Qiao looked back in a hurry, and two bright jade lights fell from the elm tree, one left and one right, and fell into her two hands impartially.

Bright white and clear, warm and smooth, both the style and color are the same, it is a pair of twin jade pendants.

Just look at the refreshing one