Zhaoyue and Qu Yuan swapped places, Xiaoyue gently stroked the strings, and as the sound of the piano sounded, Zhaoyue opened her mouth and sang: "I don't want to dye right and wrong, how can it backfire, the flowers in my heart wither, he can't go back to time, memories go back and forth, and it hurts this heart..."

The long sword on Qu Yuan's waist came out of the sheath, and the clothes and belt danced with the blade, and the sword qi belt rose and fell, and the flowers scattered with the wind, and Qu Yuan was dressed in white clothes and fairy fluttering. Zhaoyue's song echoed in the empty valley, flowing with the pond for a long time, and the sound of the piano blended with Zhaoyue's admiration, Qu Yuan could certainly hear the corners of his mouth rising. And Qu Yuan was silent and continued to dance the sword, and the sharp long sword had already been infused with the spirit of a patriot.

At the end of the song, the sword fell, Qu Yuan turned around, and Zhaoyue saw Qu Yuan stunned in place.

Zhaoyue: "Lingjun, what's wrong?" ”

Qu Yuan: "Xiaoyue's song is shocking"

Qu Yuan was of course shocked, because at this moment he finally knew Xiao Yue's intentions, but he didn't say anything about it, probably because Xiao Yue had concerns, otherwise Xiao Yue's personality would never seem to be hidden.

Zhaoyue: "Lingjun has won the award, I have a little study of Fuqin, and the piano is not fine, so Lingjun praises it!" ”

Qu Yuan: "It's not a false praise, but I just don't know how many secrets you still have hidden Xiao Yue?" ”

Qu Yuan's long sword was unsheathed and sat back opposite Zhao Yue, who refilled a cup of hot tea for him.

Qu Yuan has worked hard since he was a child, both civil and military, and now he is naturally Wen Taowu, Zhaoyue's qin music has long been unable to hide his heart, if you want to ask yourself when you like Qu Yuan, you have to start from the first time you read "Lisao", at first it was heartache, and then I was thinking about what kind of patriotic heart I was thinking about, and I was obsessed with not changing my determination to write such a sad sentence.

Several times I dreamed back to the poet who looked up to the sky and sighed, describing him as haggard, staggering, with long hair scattered around his waist and his family and country ruined and going to the torrent, and he wanted to hug this thin body from behind to comfort this broken heart, but he was also pale and powerless.

When Lingjun sees through it, he doesn't know what to do? What would Lingjun think of himself? Not long ago, he was still persuading him to look at the marriage a little more, maybe only a lady like Miss Zhao can match Lingjun.

There will always be a parting, and I always have to return to my own world, and I can't be involved with historical figures, which is a respect for history, and I can't have an attempt to change history. Now that you have made a plan, you don't have anything to hide, so you can ask calmly and get along easily.

Zhao Yue changed her idleness just now, and her expression was slightly serious: "I saw that Ling Jun often wears a long sword, but I didn't expect that Ling Jun is not only an elegant person who composes poetry, but also a chivalrous person with superb swordsmanship, but Xiao Yue has this question, and Ling Jun has never thought about martial arts?" It's also good to be a military general, like Yin Zhaoyang, the commander of our Chu State."

Lingjun was still immersed in Zhaoyue's ethereal and long-lasting moment, and he knew Zhaoyue's mind for a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or helplessness, joy was because he finally knew that the two of them had a heart-to-heart with each other, and he was helpless because he had been with him for the rest of his life, after all, he was a person he had never met, and he thought about breathing a sigh of relief.

Zhaoyue: "Lingjun, what's wrong with you, can't you answer?" ”

Qu Yuan: "It's not that it's hard to answer, going into battle to kill the enemy and defend the country is something that every man yearns for, but I want to fundamentally change the situation in the Chu State, will there be a war when the country is strong, and at this time, do you still need to recruit soldiers among the people to resist foreign aggression?"

Zhaoyue: "It turns out that Lingjun has a longer view, Xiaoyue understands"

After speaking, his face was no longer serious, and he showed a relaxed smile: "No matter what Ling Jun chooses, I sincerely wish you, if you are lucky, Xiaoyue also hopes to show your ambitions"

Qu Yuan: "So Xiaoyue, you still stay to help me, don't think about going home, you also said that there is a providence in the dark, and you must go with the flow"

Zhaoyue: "Thank you Lingjun for your kindness, what Lingjun said is very attractive, I must try to find a way to go back, because my appearance is an accident"

Qu Yuan: "Why do you think so, why is your appearance an accident?" I have to thank God. ”

Zhaoyue: "Lingjun, don't ask more"

Zhao Yue didn't dare to say any more, and if she continued to talk, she might reveal her secret from another world.

The conversation between the two of them became more and more excited, one holding a bamboo slip and drinking the fragrant flower liquid in the cup, and the other stroked the piano before flowing water in the shade of a tree.

In such a harmonious way, time always flies.

Qu Yuan: "Let's stay here for a while, it's almost noon, I'll take you to meet a friend later, I have met after living here in Yingdu for several years, and we have been friends for many years, and your two personalities are really a little similar."

Zhaoyue was curious: "Oh? Who can be like me, is it a man? ”

Qu Yuan: "Of course it's a man, otherwise what kind of woman does Xiaoyue think I will become a confidant and friend with?" ”

Satsuki didn't speak, but she was thinking in her heart, of course...... Of course, it is Mrs. Zheng Sleeve, although Lingjun has not seen Zheng Sleeve at this time, but there are rumors in that "Mrs. Xiang" that Qu Yuan made it for her, maybe she is a beautiful and understanding eldest sister, everyone has a love for beauty, and Lingjun will not be an exception, if she didn't later unite with Zilan to confuse King Chu Huai and slander Lingjun, maybe she really wanted to meet this beauty. It's a pity that there is no if, and he is familiar with the development of history and has no way to change Zheng Sleeve's decision, is it just a few benefits that make Zheng Sleeve decide to frame Ling Jun.

Qu Yuan saw that Zhaoyue was sad, his brows frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and he hesitated for a moment to interrupt Zhaoyue's thoughts.

Qu Yuan: "Xiaoyue? Thinking about things? ”

Zhaoyue came back to her senses: "Lingjun, you just said that we are going to meet someone"

Qu Yuan: "You'll know when you've seen it, what is Xiaoyue thinking so intrigued"

Zhao Yue still couldn't get rid of the thoughts just now, and it was difficult for Ling Jun to enter the court without letting Zhao Yue think about Qu Yuan's future experience. But he couldn't tell him, so he could only joke: "I was thinking about Lingjun's appearance as an official behind him, and what kind of demeanor Lingjun would have at that time." ”

Qu Yuan smiled helplessly, he knew that what Xiao Yue was thinking must not be so simple, otherwise how could his expression be so solemn? But Xiaoyue didn't want to talk about it, and she wasn't reluctant, so she didn't ask anymore. Maybe as they get along longer and longer, Satsuki will tell her everything, maybe she still has concerns, and these worries are just as she and her father guessed, related to the lack of wealth and life with others.

Zhaoyue: "Lingjun, this time I suddenly went to visit my friends, did you say hello in advance, wouldn't it be too sudden?" ”

Qu Yuan: "Xiaoyue doesn't have to worry, we have known each other for several years, and we will visit each other every once in a while, if we go today, it doesn't matter if he is not there"

Zhao Yue was thinking in her heart, no wonder she could only try her luck like this, the living conditions of the ancients did not have any communication to inform the other party. More than 2,000 years ago, during the Warring States Period, I don't know if the flying pigeon book has risen? reminds me of Qu Yuan's later work "Si Meiren", which wrote: "I am willing to send words to the floating clouds, and I will not meet Fenglong; Because of the return of the bird and the speech, Qiang Xun is high and difficult. "If birds can convey information, it should be a pigeon story.