Qing Xihuan glanced at the comer, although the moonlight was thin, the face in front of him was very familiar, just a silhouette, he knew that he was Dong Chuchen.

East Dust.

What did he come for, to look back at his joy of victory, to satirize his own fate?

After all, nothing good happens.

Looking at Dong Chuchen's face by the full moonlight, his eyes were as deep as a pool of water, he hung his head and said nothing, his handsome face showed fatigue, holding a jar of ochre-colored wine, too close, and Qing Xihuan smelled the taste of the apricot blossom year he brewed.

That year, it was brewed for the Ah Hui War, a total of twelve altars, Ah Hui was reluctant to drink them all, and there were still two altars left to prepare for the opening of the altar after the world.

Dong Chuchen drank a whole jar, took out another jar, and sprinkled it on the red flowers that bloomed in Shi Jinyu's pool of blood.

"Shi Jinyu, the apricot blossom year you brewed, where is the year of peace?" only a jar of belly, Dong Chuchen is slightly drunk, it is really too much wine, and it is also his own apricot blossom year is too strong, it is indeed not in line with his own improvised pen and book that year, "Apricot blossoms fall all over the courtyard, and the year is good and year after year." "If you really live up to the good years, from now on it will no longer be the Zhaohua period, how can you come to be safe.

It's just a poem that doesn't make an essay, how does he know?

Qing Xihuan smiled harshly, this year is fine, but he gave it to the enemy in vain. If you have the chance, you should really be unlucky and reward you wickedly.

"Shi Jinyu, I'm getting married. ”

This apricot blossom year is really too strong, otherwise why would Dong Chuchen get drunk in one jar, if he is not drunk, how can he say to a pool of Shi Jinyu's blood that he wants to get married, what does it have to do with her?

At this moment, Qing Xihuan looked at Dong Chuchen, who was drunk in front of him, and his limbs and bones were bursting with the desire to kill him, and immediately, he pulled out a random broken sword and inserted it into Dong Chuchen's chest, Dong Chuchen immediately turned into a puddle of flesh, Dong Chuchen's swordsmanship was not better than himself, and he was in the light, he was in the dark, he was drunk, and he was sober.

The mountains and forests in the distance are green and green, the wind raises the black hair of the early dust, and the eyebrows fall on Qing Xihuan impartially, Qing Xihuan's eyes are open, hidden in the dark, he can see others, and others can't see himself. The moonlight was cool, and the black magpie cooed a few times and flapped its wings and flew towards the mountains and forests.

Qing Xi gambled that Dong Chuchen couldn't see himself, and held half of the sword blade tightly in his hand, waiting for the opportunity to kill Dong Chuchen. To sacrifice the souls of millions of soldiers in the eastern country!

"Jinyu ......" Dong Chuchen still saw Qing Xihuan, his eyes were lonely, a little embarrassed, a little hasty, calling the name of Shi Jinyu, Qing Xihuan distorted this look by the moonlight, looked at each other, and actually saw a bit of love.

Qing Xihuan did not respond, afraid that once it was exposed, the sound of fighting sounded, and thousands of troops and horses would run out of Luoyang Pass, but these thousands of troops and horses would no longer help her.

"You don't make this wine well, it's too easy to get drunk, and you make mistakes. ”

Dong Chuchen covered his forehead casually and got up, stood in the moonlight, walked through millions of corpses, walked to the horse in the distance, turned over the horse, picked up the horse and raised the whip, and looked at the pile of blood, the mountain of corpses will be taken away tomorrow, Dong Chuchen probably wanted to take another look at the results of the victory, and Qing Xihuan was also to take another look at himself, but the body was indeed gone. Even the armor and broken sword were gone.

Qing Xihuan got up, the jade flute in his arms was covered with heat, if Ah Hui was in the room, he must be verbose, what jade is used to make the flute is to keep the flute body cool, and when it is hot, it can't blow cold.

Qing Xihuan should go, no matter how attached he is, there are a lot of corpses and bones, if he really has a heart, he will make a comeback, no matter how tragic he is, he can only be left tragic, and there is no use for the country. Shi Jinyu is Shi Jinyu, even if she becomes Qing Xihuan, she still knows which is more important, and she still knows that crying is the most delaying behavior.

In response to Ah Hui's words, "You, it's too cold, and it's cold in your bones." ”

Ah Hui, next, I may be colder, if you live, don't mind, if you go, don't be angry.

Qing Xihuan got on the horse, followed the galaxy, turned around and ran back to his home eighty miles away.

From then on, the town of Xifu is home.

Qing Xihuan saw the gate of Zhenxi Mansion, the gate has been open, it seems that Qingyuan has not returned overnight. When Qing Xihuan led the horse in, the little guy guarding the courtyard was sleepy with a broom, and when the horse's hooves passed by, he woke him up, and he hurriedly bent down and shouted to the old man, quickly swept the two blown leaves on the ground, and suddenly raised his head, and saw that it was Qing Xihuan who led the horse to the backyard.

The little guy rubbed his eyes in fright, and ran to the family who pruned the flower branches in disbelief, and the family ran to the stable with two or three to see, and the old man in the stable was also startled. I know that the eldest lady's health is getting better, and I don't know if it is like this, in addition to her appearance, her heart has changed greatly, everyone speculates that the eldest lady is possessed by evil spirits, otherwise the mandarin ducks from last night to early in the morning chanted that the eldest lady was disrespectful to the king, and she also went crazy and beat the master.

Qing Xihuan skillfully tied the reins with knots, tied them to the stable, turned around and gave the subordinates a look at random, and everyone dispersed.

"Miss, I'm in!"

When the mandarin duck entered Qing Xihuan's boudoir with the washing water, Qing Xihuan was staring at a pot of charcoal, in addition to a pot of red charcoal, there were also a few three-inch-long thick needles, which were being burned brightly.

"Miss, it's the end of June, why are you still cold. The mandarin duck took the brazier away without knowing it, and was stopped by Qing Xihuan.

"Wait. Qing Xihuan got up and handed the thick hemp rope to the mandarin duck.

"Miss, what do you want to sew?" the mandarin duck took the hemp rope in confusion.

"It's not what I'm going to sew, it's what you're going to sew. ”

Qing Xihuan sat at the table, looked at the mandarin duck and still looked puzzled, and said directly.

"Thread the needle and thread, and sew your mouth shut by yourself. Qing Xihuan's expression did not have the slightest wave, but the mandarin duck in front of him looked at Qing Xihuan in a daze.

"Miss......"

"Bold!" Qing Xihuan drank, and the mandarin duck threw down the hemp rope he was holding in his hand and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

"Miss, I was wrong, I was wrong! I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore, I beg you to forgive the minion, the minion doesn't dare!" The mandarin duck was really frightened, Qing Xihuan was not afraid of King Qi last night, let alone cleaning up a minion.

"It's good to know what you're wrong, just sew it up. Qing Xihuan raised his eyebrows and motioned for the mandarin duck to hold the thick needle in the brazier, the mandarin duck was stunned, watching Qing Xihuan get up, his eyes rolled, and he fainted.

"Such a dare to speak. Qing Xihuan opened the door and asked someone to drag her out, smear her mouth with paste, and put her in the firewood room for a good day.

"Yes! Yes!" The retainer was dumbfounded, and hurriedly dragged the mandarin duck out to do what Qing Xihuan said.

Qing Xihuan didn't have the heart to take care of such trivial matters, the first thing was to enter the Qingyuan study, and important military aircraft should be placed in the study. Qing Xi walked happily and looked around for the study.

In the Shangshu Hall of the Shengguo Imperial Palace, Emperor Hehui of the Shengguo - Donglin Yu, is laying paper and writing, the white jade shafts on both sides support the silk silk brocade weaving section in the middle, the back is the auspicious cloud and the crane, the silver dragon at both ends flies, magnificent. Shuzhaoyi, who was grinding beside her, was watching on one side, sometimes with a light purple skirt fresh and elegant, with the slightest cool breeze fanned by the palace maid on the side, Hehui Dayue, the prince's holy decree must be written by himself.

"The queen has arrived~" With a long tone, Shu Zhaoyi hurriedly put down the ink ingot in her hand and bowed down dignifiedly.

"The queen mother Chitose Chitose Chitose. As Shu Zhaoyi's graceful voice flowed out of her throat, the queen walked in with square steps and dignified, gentle and graceful.

The palace maids in the upper hall all knelt down and bowed, bowed their heads and couldn't look around, and they didn't have the right to say hello. With the arrival of the queen, the Shangshu Hall of Nuoda became even more empty and cold.

The black floor was polished and reflected by the palace maid, reflecting that the queen was wearing a red brocade dress, with a phoenix hairpin on her head on the left and right, and a pair of phoenix hairpins occupying a full bun.

"Get up. The queen dragged her robe, and the phoenix-like totem pattern behind her reflected the purple skirt on Shu Zhaoyi's body.

"Empress Xie. Shu Zhaoyi got up and continued grinding. It's just that I don't dare to make eye contact with the emperor anymore.

Behind him, the palace maid immediately got up, but hung her head.

"The queen is wearing such a grand dress today. But is there something?" Emperor Hehui Dong Lin Yu continued to write the holy decree and talked to the queen at will.

The queen silently approached Emperor Hehui, her voice soft.

"Women are those who please themselves, and concubines come to see those who please themselves, of course, solemnly. As he spoke, he moved in front of Shu Zhaoyi, slightly raising his phoenix eyes, and Shu Zhaoyi stepped aside, not daring to step forward.

"Rong'er is still the same as back then, her appearance has not changed, and she is still the way I like it. Emperor He Hui said with a smile, took the queen's palm, and showed her the holy decree.

"Well, my writing is no worse than that of the minister in the study. He Hui clapped his palms and waited for the queen's praise.

"Under the door, the second son, Dong Chuchen, is eighteen years old, and his talent is beautiful...... On August 15, the forty-third year of Hehui, the queen ......finished reading, her red lips hooked slightly, and she shook her head slightly.

"Huh, not good?" Emperor He Hui frowned slightly, not knowing what the queen meant.

"Please forgive your majesty for the death penalty of your concubine!" the queen knelt on the ground, not daring to raise her head.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. "He Hui has always known the queen, and if she says so, she will not say the wrong thing.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. The queen got up, glanced out the window, and spoke.

This morning, the concubine got up and came, and heard the crows circling in the sky and screaming, and called Ruifu to fight, and Ruifu lost his hand and threw the yellow koi in his hand to the ground, and the concubine always felt that it was not a good omen. As the queen spoke, Yuan Shan frowned slightly, covered her mouth and nose, and coughed lightly.

"Ruifu did something wrong, what did he do to complain about God's will? He Hui didn't want to say more, and he didn't want to listen more, it was nothing more than to use celestial phenomena and omen to block himself from canonizing the second prince King Qi as the crown prince, after all, the queen was the mother of the fourth prince, and the little woman's thoughts, He Hui was like a mirror in his heart.

"Yes, Ruifu has already been beheaded, it doesn't matter, just a minion, it's just that the celestial signs are really bad. The queen lowered her eyebrows.

"Since you say, what is good?" He Hui was already angry, annoyed, although the queen is the queen and is under one person, but this political affairs in the court, if you have to mix it up, it will be annoying.

"The concubine has the courage to say a word, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive her sins!"

"Let's talk about it. He Hui looked at the holy decree, and a trace of fatigue swept over.

"The concubine also asks Your Majesty to think twice and canonize King Qi as the crown prince early!"