As her words fell, she took her hand out of Li Yan's palm.

Then, Li Yan was violently dragged up by several people on the shore, and finally left only two boots in the quagmire.

Li Yan was helped up, almost in his arms, stumbling forward, and finally, on the back of another horse.

"Yin Niang—I'm sorry—"

"I'll avenge you......"

He turned his neck, and then the head was only halfway back, as if he had been choked by an invisible hand, and could not continue. Finally he slowly lowered his head, trembling, almost choking, and uttered this sound. Suddenly, his eyes were dripping with blood, but he was urged by Li Meng and others, like a lifeless puppet, passively continuing to move forward.

Behind him, Wei Yinniang had already closed her eyes.

At the end of her life, strangely, she didn't have the slightest fear. Her mind flashed past the fragments of her former family, in the workshop and the brothel, and finally, for some reason, the little girl who always liked to follow her and Li Yan in the past appeared in front of her eyes.

“…… In my heart, I still hope that one day, you can take me to eat flax cakes again, just out of the oven, you tell the lady again, tell her to sprinkle me more flax......"

Wei Yinniang's ears seemed to ring the words she said when they met for the last time.

She couldn't contain the heat in her eyes and burst into tears.

Suddenly, a rope flew from the air, fell, and wrapped around half of her body, which was still exposed in the mud, and then she felt her shoulders and arms tighten, and the person was clamped.

She opened her eyes in surprise and saw Pei Xiaoyuan appear in front of her.

He stopped under the banyan tree and threw a noose, trying to save her.

She was stunned.

How could she not know that he was the person Li Yan originally ventured to see today.

And Li Yan is also the person he wants to arrest.

However, at this moment......

"Pei Langjun, you go and do your thing. You don't have to worry about me! It's not about you! ”

How could she dare to be rescued like this. When he reacted, he struggled to get out of the rope.

After Pei Xiaoyuan achieved his goal, he did not try to return to the opposite side, but tied the rope firmly to a thick vine nearby, and then put it down, and the rope jumped down the cliff all the way, directly from the opposite side to the bottom of the valley.

Before Chen Shao and the others arrived, he was the first to grab a horse that was frightened in the chaos, passed over those who fell to the ground and groaned, and chased in the direction where Li Yan had left, until he saw this scene.

He frowned slightly: "Don't move!" I'll pull you up! ”

"If the princess knows that I don't save you, she will blame me!"

Wei Yinniang's eyelashes trembled, and her face turned pale.

She stopped struggling, slowly lowered her arms, and let Pei Xiaoyuan slowly pull herself out of the mud inch by inch, and finally dragged her ashore.

At this time, Chen Shao and the others who were left behind hurriedly arrived. Pei Xiaoyuan ordered someone to take care of her, and he continued to lead people on the road to chase her. However, this is a missed opportunity. When the group followed the traces of Li Yan's escape in front of them, and finally chased them out of the valley and turned to a vast hill, Li Yan and the remaining people around him were already far ahead.

Then, the shadow tumbled down the hill and disappeared completely below the horizon.

Windy Hunting.

"Pei Xiaoyuan! Wait! The real drama has just begun! ”

Li Yan's faint voice full of hatred sent by the wind had not yet taken shape, and was quickly blown away by the strong wind, and disappeared into the boundless wilderness and mountains and forests.

Su Yu arrived and ordered someone to send Wei Yinniang back.

Pei Xiaoyuan stopped alone on a hill, facing north.

The wind blew, blowing his blood-stained and soot-stained robe, but his back was motionless, like a statue.

Qingtou whistled to collect the white-headed green falcon that was still flying in the air, and followed behind Suyu step by step, sighing: "Almost! Just a little bit! What a pity! This great credit is gone......"

"Shut up!" Su Yu whispered.

Qingtou looked at the back of the master in front of him and closed his mouth.

Su Yu walked behind him, and before he could speak, he saw him slowly turn around and said in a low voice: "It's me who is incompetent, I dispatched so many people, but in the end I couldn't catch Li Yan." ”

"Please forgive the princess."

"It's okay." Su Yu looked at his depressed face.

"I have long said that it is up to man to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. How can I blame you. You did your best. If it doesn't work this time, it won't work, and there will be a next time. What's more, you also saved my sister, I am very grateful. ”

When he heard this, he tugged the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to smile at her, but he didn't know how to make this smile reluctantly, and he couldn't bear it for a while.

"You're tired too, go back." She said softly.

But he was silent for a moment, and said, "I want to be alone for a while." Princess, go back first. ”

After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that it was a little inappropriate for him to deal with it like this, so he immediately changed his words and smiled: "It's okay! I'll send you back first. You didn't sleep last night, so you must be very tired, right? ”

Su Yu's gaze paused on his face for a moment, and said, "I'm not tired. It occurred to me that there was something else. Why don't I go first, you feel free. When you're done, you'll come back. I'll be waiting for you at the inn, no matter how long it takes. ”

After Su Yu finished speaking, he smiled at him, and then turned to leave.

Suddenly, at this time, I only heard the green head near me sigh: "Princess! Pimp! Look! There's someone over there! It seems to be ......"

He squinted his eyes and tried his best to identify it, and shouted: "It's Prince Ashina!" ”

"That's him! No wonder the Falcon didn't listen to me! Fly on your head with all your might! ”

Pei Xiaoyuan turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, on the opposite side of the distance, on top of another hill with the highest terrain, a person was sitting on horseback. The sun was shining, faintly visible, the man was wearing a top hat and a leather robe with a lapel, and his figure was very familiar, it was Cheng Ping.

He should have watched the battle from this high ground, or he had witnessed how Li Yan escaped in the end, but he did not leave immediately. I saw him raise his arms, summon the green falcon down, make it stop on one of his arms, stroke it for a moment, and then let it go.

The green falcon circled twice above his head, then turned and flew back towards the green head, stopping on the green head's shoulder.

Then he turned his horse's head and walked away quickly.

Pei Xiaoyuan's eyes were full of dark clouds.

Suddenly, he whistled, summoned his mount, who was not far away, jumped on his horse, took his sword and bow from one of the guards nearby, and urged his horse to chase after him.

Suyu climbed a nearby high ground and looked into the distance.

In the wilderness, Chengping fled with his horse in front, and Pei Xiaoyuan chased after him. Two riders one in front of the other, like a meteor. Suddenly, Pei Xiaoyuan stopped his horse.

He took off the longbow on his shoulder, took the arrow, drew it like a full moon, and quietly aimed at the galloping back in front of him, until the forward rider was about to escape from his arrow's arrow.

The moment the thumb of the arrow, which had let go of the tightly hooked bowstring, loosened the tightly hooked bowstring, one eyelid on his clear face jumped uncontrollably.

The sharp arrow tore through the wild wind, wrapped in a low, piercing scream, and chased after the target in front of him, nailing deep into the man's back of the heart.

Chengping fell headlong from the horse, and the man fell to the ground. He lay on his stomach as if he were dead. A moment later, however, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and with great difficulty he got up from the ground, and staggered to the horse in front of him, which had turned around and returned to the horse that had sensed that his master was wrong. When the men and horses met, he grabbed the reins of the horse, climbed back onto it, and when the horse began to gallop again, he lay on it, motionless.

After a moment, suddenly, he slowly turned his head and stared at the smaller and smaller figure standing behind him, letting the horse carry him away and gradually away, and finally, completely disappearing into the wilderness leading to the north.

Chapter 125

In the midst of the eight hundred rumbling twilight drums, a faint crow that had long been unfazed closed its wings and half-closed its eyelids, and stopped high on the top of a lofty palace. The glazed tiles reflect the sunset, making the lacquered feathers on the bird's back also shine with a layer of golden crimson floating light.

"Didn't Painter Zhou finish painting today?"

A small gray-clothed palace eunuch sat on his knees in the corner of an aragonite step in front of the Chongtian Palace. He squinted at the half-round sunset that was about to disappear behind the palace wall in the distance, and asked his companions casually.

The remnant sun red light slanted and covered most of the palace steps. In the twilight shadow, the silhouette of this temple on the palace steps looks more and more majestic. Just like the name of its palace, when the day the palace is opened, it will be like the stars of the heavens, by Ling Chang'an, by the bow and admiration from all around. The figures of these two palace eunuchs who took advantage of the evening to take a lazy rest here were even smaller than two tiny ants in front of this palace.

However, this large red light, which looked like a fire, shone on the person's body, but it was cold.

Just like this Chang'an in winter, people can't feel half a point of warmth.

The other palace eunuch who was sitting with him twisted his cold fingers a few times, turned his head to look at the half-open carved cloud dragon pattern hall door behind him, and said in a somewhat complaining tone: "It's not!" I think it's going to be painted until midnight again! ”

From morning to night, no matter what time of day, if the painter who painted the mural inside did not leave, they would not be able to leave the palace eunuchs who were on duty here, and they had to be on call at any time.

Because the princess attaches great importance to the painter and is very courteous to the painter, the order is issued, and the importance of this matter is self-evident, so since the mural was opened, the worship here has been extremely meticulous and thoughtful.

These two small palace eunuchs, one is here to specialize in charcoal, and the other is to make tea.

Originally, it was their duty. However, Zhou Painter's temperament is a little high, and he does not hide his contempt for these little palace slaves every day, although he does not command them, he does not hide his contempt at all, and he must speak three feet away, and he does not look at people with his eyes - not only is he so attitude towards these inconspicuous little eunuchs, but even the palace steward Cao Eun, he is not very reasonable.

Although it is natural for eunuchs to be despised by others, thinking of the demeanor and treatment of the princess when she was a painter in the past, it is inevitable that the little palace slaves will complain a few words in private.

"Have you heard that the saint may cancel the celebration of longevity?"

"I've heard about it, but I don't know if it's true or not."

"I see that Vice President Zhou seems to be a little restless these days, and he is even a little slower to paint, could it be true? He finally got the princess's appreciation, so he had the opportunity to show his face, if he really canceled Wanshou, wouldn't it be an empty joy? The eunuch of the tea palace kept his voice very low, and his tone was a little gloating.

Si Tan's little palace eunuch was more timid and didn't dare to talk about these things, so he only said: "Let's go, this has nothing to do with us." It's getting dark, don't sit! I'll take a look at the charcoal stove and add some charcoal. The weather is getting colder and colder, and I don't know when the first snow of the year will come. If I freeze and break Master Zhou's hands, and Gonggong Cao knows, I can't afford to be guilty! ”

He took the lead in getting up, dusted off his buttocks that had been cold to the bones by the cold of the stone steps, called his companion to go in, found that he did not follow, turned his head, and saw that he had knelt down in the direction of the west side, and saw that Yang Zaien, the palace supervisor, was walking towards this side with a small chariot carried by two people, and the person in the chariot looked like a princess.

There was no guard of honor and no entourage, and the princess wore only a dark purple thick satin hooded cape. The square in front of the hall was empty, and the twilight wind was blowing, and she wore a hat to block the wind. She came down from the chariot, dropped her hat, and then went up the stairs to the main hall.

The little palace supervisor woke up, and hurriedly knelt down in the same place and bowed to greet him.

With the unexpected arrival of the princess, the silence of the sunset is broken. Someone else who had already seen it went to report it to Cao Eun. Cao Eun rushed over and greeted him with many palace eunuchs on duty.

Su Yu stopped in a palace corridor and smiled and motioned for everyone to get up.

I remember that when she came last time, the prince and King Kang were still fine, but who knew that such an earth-shaking event happened later, and later it was rumored that even the horse was involved.

The aftermath has not yet dissipated, and just recently, there was another saying in the palace that the imperial court may cancel the scheduled upcoming birthday celebration.

The saint lost two sons in a row, and at a time when the dragon body and the country are restless, it is natural to cancel longevity. It's just that in such a period of time, which is really not a long time, the changes are suddenly so big, as if the hot summer has turned to the harsh winter, when I see the princess coming again at this moment, the people in this palace, from Cao Eun to the two miscellaneous slaves in Fangcai, everyone will inevitably have a sense of being separated from the world.

Cao Eun turned his head and found that there was one less person in the queue behind him, and hurriedly ordered a eunuch slave nearby: "Go and call Zhou He to greet the princess!" After speaking, he explained: "Don't blame the princess." He has a somewhat eccentric temperament, and when he paints, he does not allow people to come close. The slave maid obeyed the princess's previous orders, and served him according to his preferences, but he was so accustomed to seeing no one in his eyes that he dared to disrespect even the princess on the grounds of painting! ”

Although this Cao Eun is also a eunuch, he is a person with a head and a face in the palace. Previously, because of the princess, he served Zhou He with all his heart. But when the painter confronted him, although he was not as unpretentious as he was to ordinary eunuchs, he still could not hide his inner alienation. He is not a fool, how can he be unconscious? In private, he secretly thought more than once that this week he did not have the life of the scholars, but he was as arrogant as the scholars, and looked down on them as eunuchs, and he was not angry in his heart, so he took this opportunity to sue.

Su Yu stopped: "Don't bother him. You do not need to come with you, but rest to those who deserve to rest. I just came to see how the mural progressed. ”

She stepped into the Chongtian Temple, and was greeted by a huge tent that hung down from the pillars of the temple to the ground, covering all the unfinished murals.

Although she or Ah Gong did not have such a habit of painting, it was normal for the artist to have this setting out of the protection of new paintings, or for the painter simply not to let others see his unfinished work.

No matter what kind of bloody storm has been set off outside, in this quiet hall, behind the tabernacle, there is a glorious and sacred world constructed of lines and paintings, and the painter wanders in the heavens and on earth, which is a quiet thing.

She didn't want to disturb Zhou He, who was concentrating on painting, so she walked behind the tent, gently lifted a corner, and looked inside.

It had not been a while, but today I finally had time to come back, and as she thought, the mural was half completed. What is presented in front of her at this moment is a work that is about to be completed with the main body completed and the coloring is more than halfway over.

She really didn't mislook at people, Zhou He is a very talented painter who has the ability to fully express his ideas through his brush.

Before he put pen to paper, he described to her in detail all the ideas for the creation of the mural, and in this way, he determined a general framework for the creation.