"Hmm.." A tearing pain struck, the fish's eyes were scarlet, as if stained with blood, and the white fingers deducted the colored shellfish embedded in the soft couch, and the blood was dripping.

I don't know how long it took, the sweat beads on the man's face dripped down the fish, and finally got up and left with a sense of satisfaction.

The fish's gaze was a little glazed, looking at another pair of boots approaching him... There was a deep hatred in his eyes.

These filthy men, these filthy stinky men dare to touch her! She's going to kill them, all!

The rain has been falling, as if washing away all sins, but we don't know that the soil watered by the rain will only make the flowers of sin bloom more vigorously.

Little by little, the fish's gaze became blurred and hazy, and at last it began to become hollow and numb, and she saw pairs of black mud-stained boots walking towards her, and then leaving, remembering only one figure after another, approaching her, and then leaving herself.

Xiao Yuluo stood behind a rockery near Tingyu Pavilion, and the willow branch beside her held an oil-paper umbrella for her, looking humble.

Looking at the closed bead curtain on the Tingyu Pavilion from afar, a sneer flashed in Xiao Yuluo's eyes: "Jiang Yu'er, can you pinch and calculate, can you calculate your disaster today?" ”

"Let's go, this palace wants to see if she can still laugh tomorrow." Xiao Yuluo stood in the rain and watched for a long time, and when the sky was about to dawn, he finally felt bored and turned to leave.

After she left, Beiliuyun slowly walked out from a mountain in the distance, looked at Xiao Yuluo's departing back, and then raised his eyes to look at the Tingyu Pavilion with a fine bead curtain, his eyes were cold.

Cang Yao looked at the departing Xiao Yuluo from the side, and shook his head helplessly, this Concubine Xiao's brain was really not on the same level as Chu Luoyi, and she was so naïve that she thought that she could secretly make such a big move in the palace.

If it weren't for the master's life, secretly controlling all this, where would she be so proud now.

Through the gap in the bamboo curtain, Beiliuyun, who was standing on a high place, saw the fish struggling in despair, but his eyes were only cold, indifferent without a trace of emotion.

There are people who are ruthless, and there are people who are ruthless, but these people who have hindered him and Luo Luo all the way have ever known how desperate he was, but they have known how forbearant Luo Luo is.

He has struggled in the sea of despair countless times, burned in the flames of hoarseness and pain, and the dying struggle in love and inability to love again and again is the eternal pain engraved into his bone marrow, which is imprinted in the depths of his soul all the time.

The sky is getting brighter a little bit, some people are looking forward to the dawn, and some people are hoping that it will never dawn.

At dawn, the last autumn rain was sent away, and the sky was scattered with fluffy white snow, like goose feathers and light yarn, drifting in the clear blue sky like a wash.

After Chu Luoyi and Beiliuhai's injuries were healed, the group left the hidden mountain and came to the market in disguise.

Beiliuhai walked in the front, holding a horse in one hand, carrying a lot of goods on the horseback, and a dark blue turban around his head, like a Hu man who traded in Beiyan.

Chu Luoyi and Diewu also changed into linen clothes, took off the pearl hairpins, and followed behind Beiliuhai, like the most ordinary people.

Walking on the bustling streets, Chu Luoyi stopped, stretched out his plain white fingers to catch the goose feather snow, and the silver covered the earth, spreading from the rooftops to the endless streets, everything was covered in silver.

Gentle snowflakes melt on your fingertips, bringing a slightly cool touch.

Beiliuhai noticed Chu Luoyi's distraction, turned his head to look at her, and did not open his mouth to urge.

"It's snowing." Chu Luoyi spoke softly, and his long eyelashes were stained with many water droplets, like ice crystals, which was particularly beautiful.

Beiliuhai also stared there quietly, holding a horse in one hand, standing on the snow-white street and looking at the woman in the road.

At this moment, tens of millions of people have become their backs, and only that handsome figure is left between heaven and earth.

Perhaps, love is that I can see you at a glance among thousands of people.

Butterfly Dance stood silently aside, her eyes bitter.

Perhaps, if you don't love, you see me among thousands of people.

Chu Luoyi came back to his senses, looked at Beiliuhai who was standing aside with a doting look in his eyes, withdrew his fingers and said softly: "It's snowing." ”

"Yes, the winter of Beiyan is coming, and Tanglin should still be early autumn." Beiliuhai stepped on the snow on the ground and walked in front of Chu Luoyi.

The man stood in front of him and blocked most of the wind and snow, Chu Luoyi raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him quietly.

He has a pair of black eyes that are not inferior to his own, black as the night sky, but the most brilliant fireworks are circulating.

Beiliuhai took off the cloak on his body and wrapped it around Chu Luoyi's shoulders: "You are not in good health, you must pay attention to the wind and cold." ”

Chu Luoyi bowed his head lightly and did not speak.

Butterfly Dance on the side had a little sour eyes, forced herself to look away, and led the horse to the front.

Who would have thought, as soon as he took a step, his body warmed, and he turned his head to meet those dark eyes.

"Although you know how to do some kung fu, but in the end you are a girl, you have to take good care of yourself and don't be reckless." Beiliuhai picked up another cloak from the attendant's hand and draped it over Butterfly Dance.

A tear rolled down her eyes uncontrollably, flowing down her cheeks, like the clearest river water.

Beiliuhai smiled, raised some rough fingers to wipe the tears on her face: "What are you crying about, your face is not beautiful if you are frozen." ”

Butterfly Dance sniffed and raised a big smile at Beiliuhai, her bright eyes smiling like crescent moons.

In an instant, the snow melted and the sun bloomed.

The corners of Chu Luoyi's mouth hooked up a faint smile, standing on the street and looking back at the high city wall, Beiliuyun, are you okay? Are you also watching this first snow?

The high city wall seems to cut off thousands of mountains and rivers, from then on, you are in the south of the sky, I am in the north of the earth, after years of going back and forth, I don't know when I will see you again.

A commotion brought Chu Luoyi back from his contemplation, and two officials posted a notice on a brick wall not far away, and the people who came and went quickly gathered around.

Seeing this, Chu Luoyi also walked over, walked through the crowd, and stood at the front.

Beiliuhai and Butterfly Dance also came to her side and looked at the newly posted notice together.

"It turns out that the new emperor wants to choose a concubine..."

"The new emperor chooses a concubine, which one is not a dignitary, and it has nothing to do with us."

"This time it seems to be different, this time it's a wide pageant, as long as it's an innocent beauty, no limit to background."

Chu Luoyi's clear eyes swept over the notice, and the notice posted by the emperor said that the new emperor had been on the throne for a long time, and in order to complete the ancestral foundation, extend the heirs, and enrich the harem, he immediately began to select beauties to enter the palace.

What is different from the past is that this time there is no big requirement for the background of the beauty, as long as it is a beauty.

Beiliuhai frowned after reading it, some green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

I saw Chu Luoyi's face calm, his eyes fell on the emperor's list, and he was silent.

Beiliuhai was about to say something, but Chu Luoyi had already lowered his eyes and turned around: "Let's go." ”

Beiliuhai stretched out his hand, but in the end he didn't say anything, just withdrew from the crowd with Butterfly Dance.

"You..."

"I'm fine."

Chu Luoyi's faint expression made the two people who wanted to speak, but they didn't know where to start, and the group quickened their steps to the outside of the city, turned over and started to hurry.

Butterfly Dance kept walking by her side, staring at Chu Luoyi for a while, looking at the spacious ancient road in front of her, and then at Chu Luoyi, who was always silent, and said, "Hey, do you want to try an equestrian game with me?" ”

Chu Luoyi turned his head to look at Diewu, who had changed into a red dress, and nodded.

Butterfly raised her eyebrows and grasped the whip with the colored ribbon in her hand.

Beiliuhai rode a horse and stood aside and looked at the oak tree in the distance: "Whoever reaches the oak tree in front first wins." ”

"Good! Deal! Butterfly said loudly.

Chu Luoyi didn't speak, turned over and got on his horse, grabbed the reins with both hands, and stared ahead.

Seeing her elegant posture, Butterfly Dance was a little surprised, she knew that Concubine Luo was famous, and she didn't want to be able to ride this skill.

"Let's go!" Beiliuhai gave an order.

Two horses gallop out!

Chu Luoyi whipped the red horse under his crotch fiercely, clamped his legs, pulled the reins tightly, and rushed out like a fly.

Butterfly Dance was stunned at first, she really didn't expect Chu Luoyi's riding skills to be so good.

Beiliuhai looked at the black dress that was swaying in the wind, and the three thousand green silks moved with the wind, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

When he came back to his senses, he also raised his whip and chased after him.

"Drive!" Chu Luoyi said coldly.

The wind brushed her ears, and the drifting winter snow fell on her hair and shoulders with a characteristic coolness, dyeing her head white.

"Drive!" The shouts continued one after another, whistling in the wind.

With the gallop of the horse, Chu Luoyi's mood gradually relaxed, and the long white snow seemed to no longer have no end in sight, and everything became open to the horse.

The distant mountains are continuous, smeared with colorful colors, the lake is full of autumn colors, the fallen leaves are stacked with snow, the smoke curls up, and the gentle humming sound ripples between the mountains, occasionally interspersed with the mooing of the old cow, as if you can see the shepherd boy riding upside down on the back of the ox, with two pigtails, leisurely raising the whip.

The warm winter sun casts a ground of broken gold, covering everyone with a layer of warm color.

On the snow-covered road, the bright light is reflected, and the traces of the horse's hooves are clearly reflected.

Gradually, Chu Luoyi only felt that the wind was whistling, and the cold wind that seemed cold to others was blowing on his body, but it was extremely comfortable.

It didn't take long for a layer of fine beads of sweat to appear on his body, and his face, which had always been pale, gradually became rosy.

Even though he was a little out of breath, Chu Luoyi was still running wildly.

The horse seemed to have found a home, and became extremely well-behaved under Chu Luoyi, raising its hooves high, running happily, and splashing a soft white snow with every step.

A smile flashed in Chu Luoyi's eyes, and the look on his face gradually relaxed.

Gradually, Chu Luoyi left the two far behind, Die Wu looked at the flying figure, anxious, biting her lip, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up, leaving this road farther and farther away, and her anger was not light.

Later, the whip was so hard that the horse threw the butterfly off the horse.

Fortunately, the movements were quite gentle, and Butterfly Dance stood in place, watching Chu Luoyi's back and stomping his feet.

Beiliuhai stopped at Butterfly Dance's side, chuckling softly, the sun shrouded him, as if the ice and snow melted, and Butterfly Dance was stupid for a while.

Bei Liuhai rubbed Butterfly Dance's little head, turned his head to look at Chu Luoyi in front, a woman dressed in black rode a red horse, as if she was going to step on the flowing waves, and in that hazy snow, it gradually became hazy.

Chu Luoyi galloped all the way to the oak tree at the end, then rolled over and got off the horse, leaning against the trunk of the oak tree and panting heavily.

The snow on the old oak trees was scattered to form a curtain of pure white beads.

Wiping a handful of sweat from his cheeks, Chu Luoyi lowered his eyes and calmed down.