Say My Heart Is Troubled (Part I)

The violent shaking of the Soul Crossing Mountain brought a powerful shock to the eight realms that were not far away. The people fell to their knees and prayed. In their minds, no one could make the entire mountain tremble except the legendary mountain god.

It was a foolish idea, but it gave them hope.

Soon the shaking stopped, and everything returned to calm. The Lord's Mansion also sent out an escort team at the right time to clean up all the chaos.

Gradually, the fear in the hearts of the people slowly dissipated, and the eight paths also returned to their former lively voice.

The crowd in the market gradually increased, and the crowds came and went to remove all uneasiness. The sound of the clattering carriage came from far and near, the red gold walls exuded a colorful halo in the sun, and the eaves were hung with cyan gauze tents, and the light yarn fluttered. Along the way, there was an intoxicating fragrance, and butterflies flew from afar and flew around the carriage.

The freshness of spring seems to be close at hand.

The frolicking crowd, attracted by this scene, unconsciously stopped, looked at it stupidly, and indulged in the beautiful scenery of fragrance and butterfly dance. I want to get a glimpse of the beauty after the light yarn through the light yarn.

In the restaurant on the side, in the window of blue and white nanmu, two people sit and drink together. Savor the green ant freshly brewed in this hand, and the small red clay stove on the side is steaming.

The days will warm up in April. Holding a glass of warm wine in his hand, through the warmth of his palm, he dispelled the faint spring cold. After taking a sip, I felt that my whole body was flowing with qi and blood, and my spirit seemed to be better.

"Situ Gongzi's incense-making skills have become more and more exquisite. Such a strange scene has only been seen in books, but I didn't expect that one day, Qin Jing would be able to see it with his own eyes. Qin Jing held the wine glass in one hand and slowly put it on the table, the cyan robe slowly slid with his movements, flashing a halo of light in the sun. It's very beautiful.

"Where, Ah Yue is just more focused on making incense, and the various experiences are more delicate, and many tricks that others can't find are the reason why he can make this unique butterfly incense." Jinhua is humble at any time, but there is always a bit of pride in his words. Ah Yue can always refine the incense that others can make, so as to fuse its purer essence together. Therefore, the spices developed by Situ Yue are always superior.

Although it was only April at this time, Jinhua had already changed out of the thick jacket and put on his favorite light silk thin gold glazed shirt, with a gold belt around his waist and long tassels hanging on both sides, flashing with the wind. In his hand is the multicolored gilt hibiscus fan that has been held in his hand all year round, and the handle of the fan is extremely smooth.

The breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness. Jinhua put the small fan in his hand on the table. Some of them are not interested.

"Although it was spring, the snow and dew had just melted, and the weather was still a little cold. Jinhua should take good care of his body. After speaking, he put the long white fluff trimmed cloak on his body on Jinhua.

Jinhua glanced at Qinjing, and the heat on the cloak made him shiver. But it's a lot warmer.

At the moment, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he was in a good mood. But...... Don't let the other party get too proud!

"Thank you, young man! It's still sunny and warm as you know, unlike me. Alas, I love this little fan of light yarn Jin Bu Shao. In this way, you and I should have misled the role. You have a cold and gentle temperament, and you should be in Yan Fei's genius. Just stand there, and as soon as your face sank, everyone knew that this was a master who was not easy to mess with! It's not like me, I have to fight violence with violence. ”

Even so, Qin Jing didn't care much. Just a slight smile. knew that the other party was just talking about the excitement, but I agreed with it in my heart. Otherwise...... Seeing Jinhua wrapping the cloak firmly, he also snickered in his heart. Everyone has a love for beauty, so why expose him if you know it?

Without saying a word at the moment, he held the wine glass in one hand and savored it while watching the gilded carriage slowly pass away with the wonder. The crowd surged along with the carriage, and the hustle and bustle gradually dispersed.

The excitement is not there, and the air seems to be quieter and quieter. The sizzling of the small stove is clearer. The gurgling sound makes the aroma of the wine more clear in the room!

Chiran-in.

The arrival of spring has added a lot of color to this courtyard, and it is no longer as cold as before.

Through the carved windows, sunlight pours into the room.

Situ Yue sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yun Fei lying on the bed.

Ever since the Soul Mountain, Yun Fei has been lying like this, neither alive nor dead.

Why is it said that he is not alive or dead, because the doctor can't find the reason why he is unconscious. Lying like this all the time. Don't eat or drink.

Time passed day by day, and Situ Yue became worried day by day.

The warm water on the small stove on the side, every once in a while, Situ Yue would use it to wipe Yun Fei's body.

For some unknown reason, Yun Fei's skin would crack open every once in a while, revealing flesh and blood. The medicine stone has no spirit.

The doctor said that if he didn't want to bleed too much and die, he had to find a way to prevent his skin from cracking.

Therefore, Situ Yue personally stood by the side, calculating the time, and then every quarter of an hour, he would wipe his whole body with a wet cloth. Over and over again.

The results are always good. The skin of the puff is not chapped. The skin that had previously been cracked is slowly healing. But the man was still unconscious.

Originally, I was worried that he would starve to death if he didn't eat or drink like this, and he wouldn't wake up like this. But the days passed, and before I knew it, the months passed. The complexion is still the same rosy. Situ Yue knew that this should be his practice of some kind of exercise. I don't have to worry anymore.

Just wait quietly for him to wake up.

He didn't remember very well what happened in the Soul Mountain, and he seemed to have become another person. It's yourself and it's not like you. This feeling made him very confused.

But he could feel that Yun Fei had been sad and sad.

Thinking of this, Situ Yue couldn't help but put his eyes on Yun Fei's face. The bald head of the past is gone. In a few months, he had grown thick black hair.

He used to be a dashing person. Cutting off the green silk is also cutting off the love silk, Yun Fei, who would be so lucky to walk into your heart? Now that the green silk is the same, who will you put in it?

Thinking in his heart, he couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke his lips, although he didn't remember it very clearly, but the burning sensation of his lips and teeth blending was very clear.

The red blood lines on his face are gone. Yu Sheng is dead. learned the truth of the matter from Jinhua's mouth, and he didn't hate it much. But in my heart, I regret it.

He just wanted Yun Fei to get better quickly.

I don't know when, Yun Fei quietly lived in his heart. Maybe it was at the moment when he was rescued at the city gate, maybe it was when he was willing to run around for him after seeing his true face, looking for the root cause. Or at the moment of life and death, he can still not forget his original intention and protect everyone from harm, but he forgets that he is no enemy at all.