Chapter 69: Pure Moon

Bidding farewell to the ancient locust tree, Li Yan did not linger on the surrounding scenery, and rode her horse and whip all the way to the direction of the South China Sea. In the autumn of Yannan, the deeper you go into the hinterland, the more desolate it becomes, and apart from the vast grassland, there is little else. At noon, she finally met a herdsman, who was also very hospitable, and when she saw that she was a foreigner, she warmed up fresh milk and served steamed buns to entertain, which flattered Li Yan.

She bit the bun and drank the fresh milk, looking into the distance where there was no end in sight. Seeing her appearance, the woman on the side quipped: "Where do you come from? Where do you want to go? Have you ever been to Yannan Jingyue Lake, I heard that the Jiuli Garden there is a fairyland on earth." ”

Li Yan looked back at the woman in front of her, with doubts on her face, and asked: "Where is Jiuli Garden? I am a foreigner, originally for the South China Sea Dragon Girl, but I heard from a friend that there is Jingyue Lake on the coast of the South China Sea, which is very beautiful, so I came all the way, but I have never heard of the Jiuli Garden in your mouth, please tell me one or two?"

The woman filled another bowl of milk and handed it to Li Yan, and then said slowly: "The old woman has grown up here since she was a child, and the dragon girl of the South China Sea has never seen it, but her ancestors have passed it down from generation to generation, this is a hard-working princess, and it is better not to look at it as a guest." It's just that this Jiuli Garden, the people of Yannan all know that it is the residence of His Royal Highness King Zhao, just next to Jingyue Lake, we have never seen it inside, but they all say that it is a fairyland on earth, that is, if you look outside, there is no regret in this life. ”

"Zhao Wang Xiao Heng?"

Before Li Yan could speak, the woman covered her mouth, and said very nervously: "I said guest, how can you be so disrespectful, how can the name of His Highness be called at will? He is the god of our Yannan, and we all respect him." In the early years of Yannan, the war was raging, we were displaced, and without King Zhao, we would not have the stable days we have now. ”

"It's me who is abrupt, sorry. It's not early, thank you for your hospitality. Li Yan naturally didn't say anything else, got up and saluted, and planned to continue on her way. But the woman stopped her, brought some dry food from it, and the freshly baked steamed buns, and said, "We don't have any good things here, only these steamed buns and dry food, and the guests have come from afar, and the people of Yannan have these coarse grains to entertain." ”

Li Yan excused herself, after all, she was very gracious, and when she jumped on the horse, she thanked them again, and saw that the woman said shyly: "I look at the words and deeds of the guests, I am not a mediocre person, I go to Jingyue Lake, if I have the fate to enter Jiuli, bring a word of thanks to the king for our Yannan people." ”

"I will live up to expectations and take my leave. Li Yan raised her horse whip and headed forward. The horses' hooves trampled on them, kicking up dust and blurring the view from behind.

Suddenly, the peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps between the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, the fragrant grass is delicious, and the fallen flowers are colorful.

Li Yan jumped off the horse, leading the horse with one hand, thinking to herself that this was probably the Jingyue Lake in their mouths. She rested in a pavilion, tied her horse, and looked not far away, and sure enough, there was a courtyard of high-rise buildings, but it was hidden in the mountains, and it was not so clear. At this time, the sun was setting, she looked back at the windy pavilion around her, sighed helplessly, and continued to hurry.

But she was very lucky, when the night was just covering the earth, she saw a bamboo house by the lake, the bamboo house was a little dilapidated, no one had lived in it for a long time, and the fence around the bamboo house was crawling with moss, and it was a little eerie under the moonlight. Li Yan pushed open the bamboo door and shouted a few times, but no one answered. The contents had been emptied, except for a coffee table, covered with dust, and a half-cut candlestick.

This family should no longer live here. She took out the fire fold from the package, lit the candle, and the candlelight lit the room, a table with four chairs, and a bamboo couch, and nothing else. Li Yan rubbed the bamboo couch with her hand, her fingers were stained with a thick layer of ash, and there was no one for many years.

It's just that in the night, she can't do anything else, but fortunately, this is the lakeside, nothing else, but the water is abundant. After being busy for most of the night, she finally sorted out the sleeping place, and she didn't care about how simple the environment here was, so she was extremely tired, so she cleaned up the place, locked the bamboo door again, and fell asleep.

She didn't sleep well all night last night, and today she was in a hurry, so she slept very deeply. It's just that time lingers in her dream, and she suddenly remembered her brother who had been dead for more than half a year, and vaguely heard a woman's cry in her ear, tossing and turning, very uneasy.

When the day broke, Li Yan struggled to wake up from her dream, her back hurt, she got off the bed with her waist on her back, and it took a while to realize where she was. She pushed open the door, and at a glance, Jingyue Lake was sparkling, and the lakeside was scorching peach blossoms, flying flowers and cheap jade, and the beauty was not like the world.

Xiao Chonghua really didn't lie to her. The scenery of Jingyue Lake is unique in the world, and the peach blossoms blooming in autumn are only unheard of elsewhere. There are bamboo raft fishermen on the lake, which looks peaceful. Li Yan liked this place at a glance and planned to stay here for a while longer, so she ate some dry food and carefully looked at the bamboo house.

There are still some old fishing gear left in the yard, which is about the unique nature of Jingyue Lake, which can be fished and fished, and there is a small kitchen, with only dusty kitchen utensils on it, bypassing the garden in front, and the vegetable garden that has been opened up in the back, but it is barren and overgrown, and she still wants to sigh, who would have thought that the white shadow in front of her flashed away, it was a rabbit.

It squatted there obediently, but Li Yan was very puzzled, and said lightly: "Is that you, little rabbit." It's just that the rabbit didn't pay attention to her, and she didn't pay attention to it, who would have thought that a little rabbit could follow her for most of the Yanqiu, she must have thought too much, or quickly clean up the house.

The sky was slightly bright and cleaned to the waning mountains, and finally cleaned up this deserted bamboo house, Li Yan was full of interest, planning to add food to herself at night, carrying fishing gear, casting nets on the lakeside, crossing Erlang's legs, and fishing leisurely by the lakeside. It's probably because she's not very good at it, and after an hour, she only catches a few small fish, but it's better than nothing.

At night, under the dim candlelight, after many days, Li Yan wrote a letter back to Feng Jing, in which the words were conclusive, hoping that his parents would not read it, and that his eldest brother would be relieved. She is probably not a qualified princess of the dynasty, and she enjoys the glory and wealth that her status gives her, but she resists these inherent responsibilities. She couldn't put down her pen for a long time, and after a lot of deliberation, she still paid the letter with a fist and a candle.

At the end of the spring of the twentieth year of Jian'an, His Royal Highness Li Yu, the crown prince of the Yande Hall of Weiyang Palace, received a letter from home after a year's absence. Li Yu put down the letter and looked back at the deep and quiet Yande Palace, his eyes were already full of tears.

Last year, after a farewell of thousands of miles, her sister who was a young lady walked alone on the vast end of the world, the end of the world is far away, the mountains and rivers are wide, and she is in what mood she replied to such a letter to her family, telling them that she was okay. When they first went to Jiangnan, they could still arrange her life properly, but there was no news from Yanqiu on this day, Yannan was bitterly cold, how could she stand it with one of her daughters.

If it weren't for an incident at the beginning of last year, the fourth brother would still be there, and he would still be carefree in Weiyang Palace, why is it that now the flesh and blood are separated, one is separated by yin and yang, and the other is far away.

"Your Highness, it's late at night. The crown princess over there held a cloak in her hand and looked at her husband quietly.

"The lonely king is sleeping in the palace, with brocade clothes and jade food, poor my family is dying, and so far the food is sleeping in the open air, the lonely king is ashamed of his parents, and he is sorry for his sister. If it weren't for his lack of thought, things would have gotten to where they are now.

"The princess is clever and will take care of herself. The crown princess tied the cloak to Li Yu before she spoke lightly. The princess Qiyuan in her memory, that is the real beloved daughter of the Son of Heaven, who was also born with exquisite seven tricks, is not a loser.

Li Yu sighed and said no more. This is a later story, after all, at the end of the autumn of the nineteenth year of Jian'an, the letter that had just been sent was still circulating in various post stations, and had never entered the Yande Palace.

Li Yan has been in a hurry all the way since she left Weiyang Palace in the spring, and it is rare to settle down on the shore of Jingyue Lake, so she really has a good rest for a few days, she comes to fish Jingyue Lake, makes tea alone, pours and whispers, so comfortable, she has no thoughts of returning to Beijing, thinking of the three years that her mother promised her, she is willing to live like this.

The years of Jingyue Lake are too leisurely, and there is no time for a moment, and there is goose feather snow floating in Jingyue Lake, but what is surprising is that the peach blossoms blooming on the lakeside have not withered, and they are still very splendid, and even the red foxes scurrying around under the peach blossom trees have not been missing. Cooking tea and appreciating peach blossoms on a snowy day, no one may believe it when you say it.

One day when the snow was sunny, Li Yan, who had been hiding in the bamboo house for several days and had never gone out, thought in her heart that it was time for her to come out to forage for food. In recent months, her fishing skills have grown, and there are many fruit trees not far from here, her small life is very moist, and she plans to open up a few plots of land at the beginning of spring, plant some vegetables and fruits, and have long-term plans to settle down.

She carried a fishing rod and squatted in the place where she had always been in the past, all the way were falling flowers, and the willow trees near the lake were still floating catkins, if it wasn't for the heavy snow the night before, she couldn't imagine that this was a strange place in winter, as if she was favored by God.

The red fox scurried over on the ground, Li Yan's eyes were suddenly startled, and there were blood stains on the falling flowers, if you didn't look carefully, you would definitely not pay attention to it, especially in the middle of this pink flower. She couldn't help but feel apprehensive in her heart, but she couldn't turn a blind eye, so she still followed the bloodstains to find it.

It was under a peach blossom tree, and the man was dressed in a dark robe, lying quietly under the tree, his eyebrows were picturesque, but he saw the vicissitudes of life. It's not the first time she's seen this person, but it's the first time she's seen such a lonely and lonely look, as if this is the person in her memory, Zhao Wang Xiao Heng, this half-life man who has been handsome for half his life.

"Xiao Chonghua, why are you again?"

A half-dreaming and half-awake person has a familiar voice in his ear in his memory, half coquettish and half annoyed, like a girl in the empty time in his dream. "It's you. ”

"It's me. "Who else would be so unlucky as her, meeting her injured one after another. Li Yan originally thought that she would never see Xiao Chonghua again, although his mansion was not so far from her, but after all, as Xie Yaoyao, she was not qualified to see the high-ranking King Zhao again.

In a big dream, his mind quickly woke up, and he even forgot everything in the dream.