After a busy day, Ling Shuangyue and Hongxian Er prepared a table of dishes, although the style was simple, it was very delicious and tempting.

Purple Shadow helped Zhixue to sit down, the evil qi in her body had been removed, and it only took some time to slowly recuperate, and she could recover. Purple Shadow scooped a bowl of fish soup and placed it in front of Zhixue. "Your qi and blood are very weak now, you need to make up for more. ”

"Thank you, Childe!" Zhi Xue felt Ziying's thoughtfulness, and a hint of sweetness welled up in her heart.

Turning his head, he saw Yan Cang holding a bowl of fish soup, carefully feeding Yuyao one bite at a time, Ziying was a little dumbfounded. "I can't imagine that His Royal Highness the dignified Young Emperor will be so merciful and cherish the jade, it is really impressive!"

"Such a delicious meal can't even stop your mouth. ”

Yan Cang didn't look back, his voice was indeed cold and stiff, which was in stark contrast to his gentleness and thoughtfulness towards Yu Yao.

"Do you two have a grudge?" Qu Linglong looked at the table of fish and couldn't eat it. It's not that she's not hungry, it's just that she was stuck in her throat when she ate fish before, and she was tortured a little, so that she didn't have a very good image of fish.

Yan Cang didn't speak, and Ziying didn't say anything.

The story of the two has to start when they were young.

Ziying and Yan Cang have almost grown up together since childhood. The imperial palace is full of rules and boring. In addition to reading books and practicing martial arts every day, Yancang followed the emperor to learn to deal with major affairs in the court.

happened to meet Ziying who entered the palace with Zihua one day, and the two were of the same age, similar personalities, and had the same hobbies, so they hit it off. often meet together to compete, drink together, and talk together.

When Yan Cang was eighteen years old, Ziying suddenly told him that the favored Concubine Ming in the emperor's harem was the mastermind who abducted his sister Zifu, and Yan Cang, who had just been canonized as the young emperor, was not strong enough to find anything behind his back. He didn't think that the virtuous and virtuous Concubine Ming would be a murderer, maybe it was not impossible for Ziying to make a mistake.

Ziying was very sad and angry, thinking that Yan Cang was also bewitched by Concubine Ming and didn't know it, and the two broke up unhappily.

Until Concubine Ming suddenly disappeared, there was no news, and her dormitory found Zifu's body.

Yan Cang has been secretly investigating this matter, and he firmly believes that Concubine Ming is innocent.

However, Ziying was saddled with a blood feud between his close relatives, and the two completely broke up and never communicated again.

After many years, Yan Cang's investigation has been unsuccessful, and Ziying can't find strong evidence to prove that the murderer is Concubine Ming. Under the guilt of Emperor Yan, he canonized Ziying's grief-stricken mother Zi Youlan with the title of Mrs. Yipin, and the whole family gave her family name, and this matter was over.

But the good brothers of the past are gone.

"Ah Qi......" Qu Linglong suddenly stopped, "Hmm?...... Do I call you Ah Qi, or do I call you Yan Cang, or do I call you His Royal Highness the Young Emperor?"

Yu Yao was stunned for a moment, and then understood that Yan Cang took off his mask, and his identity naturally did not need to be hidden. But...... Why did he pretend to be Ah Qi and follow him? Didn't he already know Ah Qu's identity as a stranger?

Seeing that Yu Yao was also looking at him with doubtful eyes, Yan Cang suddenly remembered what Qu Linglong had said. If you like a person and don't say it, she will never know your mind, if you say it, it just so happens that she also has that meaning, isn't it just right! Yan Cang choked for a long time and still said, "Crossing the river is a dangerous place, I am afraid that your trip will be dangerous." So..."

"So Ah Qi is already dead, isn't it?" Yu Yao asked suddenly, she interrupted him, indeed because she was afraid of what he said, as for why she was afraid, I'm afraid she didn't know it herself.

Yan Cang was stunned, "Yes!"

Ah Qi is a man named Hanako, he knows that Yu Yao's arm is injured, and gives Ah Qi a good medicine to heal the wound, and asks Ah Qi to pass it on to her.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, he found Ah Qi's corpse, as well as the Lan clan jade pendant held tightly in Ah Qi's hand.

Originally, I persuaded myself that I could only send her medicine, and I didn't care about anything else. But looking at the jade pendant every day, he was obsessed with it, so he dressed up as Ah Qi, just to look at her again.

was caught by her, and he was reluctant to leave because of Yu Yao's tenderness to Ah Qi, so he continued to pretend to be Ah Qi and stay by her side. Then he heard that she insisted on going to slay the dragon stream, how could he rest assured?

Yu Yao lowered her head, looked at her hands wrapped in gauze like zongzi, and said softly, "Thank you!

Along the way, there have been twists and turns, and Yan Cang has always guarded her side. In Wolong Ice Lake, she never gave up, and even threw away her life and death to pick flowers on the other side of the Huangquan River for her, this affectionate, Yu Yao really didn't know how to face it.

Yan Cang wanted to reach out and gently stroke her hair, but he retracted his hand and didn't say anything. He likes her to call him by his name, rather than calling him the young emperor coldly, which is enough.

"I remember Zhixue said that people who really love you don't need your thanks, and they don't need your sorry either. You don't have to be so polite to me, everything I do is voluntary, you don't have to be burdened. Yan Cang smiled faintly.

The tip of Yu Yao's nose was sour, and her eyes were blurred. She didn't know what was wrong with her, how could she cry three times and twice in front of Yan Cang, who rarely cried in front of others.

Yan Cang took out a soft handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes. That person may have amazed the time, but I am willing to spend my life to warm you in the years to come, you don't have to feel burdened, I am willing to love you and protect you.

...

Seeing that the sun was shining outside, Zhixue wanted to go out for a walk after drinking the fish soup, but Ziying was not at ease, "I'll accompany you!"

"I'm just out in the sun. Zhixue didn't want him to follow, after all, she was a subordinate, and after letting a second son of the Purple Clan saddle the horse, she was afraid of Ziying's decency.

Ziying thought for a moment and leaned on her, "You can't go far." ”

"Hmm!" stepped out of the door and saw Ling Shuangyue sitting next to the waterwheel weaving fishing nets.

She was still wearing the red gauze she wore last night, and when she looked at it from the side, she was unbelievably beautiful.

Zhixue walked over and sat beside her, watching her busy and shouting with her hands, "Lady Frost Moon." ”

Ling Shuangyue looked up at her, Danfeng's eyes narrowed again, "Miss Xue'er." Then he continued to weave the fishing nets and said, "The weather is very good today, you should bask in the sun more, it is good for your body." ”

Zhixue nodded, the noon sun was really warm in this early winter, and people were lazy, but Ling Shuangyue was sitting in the shadows. "Lady Frost Moon doesn't like to bask in the sun?"

"People like us will lose their lives if they get too much sun. Ling Shuangyue smiled slightly and said casually.

Zhixue was stunned, "This ...... Where does this begin?"

Ling Shuangyue saw that Zhixue looked puzzled, and continued: "Do you want to hear the story? Actually, I can't remember many things. I heard my mother say that our Ling family carries a curse on our back, and it has been like this for generations. If you do too much work in the underworld, you will be a little uncomfortable with everything in the yang world. ”

Ling Shuangyue looked at the sunlight and stretched out her hand, letting the sunlight shine on the back of her hand, "Look, my life is coming to an end. ”

Zhixue watched her hands pale as paper in the sunlight and continued to ask. "How so?"

Ling Shuangyue smiled bitterly. Many times, she occasionally recalls the past when her liver and intestines were broken, and every time she thinks of her, she will drink bowls and bowls of Forget Worry Herb decoction.

She didn't tell them that her yin picking flowers on the other side was also a long life, and it was better to die as soon as possible to get rid of it than to live in a mess, she was looking forward to death.

"This is a grievance from a long, long time ago!" Ling Shuangyue put down the work in her hand, looked at the distant lake, her eyes were empty, and she said slowly.

"Legend has it that in the Spring Festival, the Emperor of Heaven got a new favorite concubine. The woman's eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, and the beautiful rhythm played by a flute could make the entire heavenly palace linger for three days without dissipating. But for some reason, he angered the Emperor of Heaven and was sent to the mortal world, where he accompanied the River Styx all day long, playing and listening to the dead. It is even more a curse that the future generations will all be women, guarding this lake of rebirth to extradite resentful spirits, and experiencing bone-eroding love for generations, and not ending well. ”

"Bone erosion, no good death?" "What hatred this is!"

"I don't remember anymore. What Ling Shuangyue said was the truth.

I don't know from which generation, the woman of the Ling family found the forget-worry grass, planted it behind the house, and if she couldn't get over this calamity, she would boil it into medicine and drink it. It was obvious that Ling Shuangyue had eaten too much of the Forget Worry Grass, otherwise how could Hongxian Er say that she couldn't even remember who her father was?

Zhixue looked at the large garden behind the house, although all the other flowers had withered, the flowers of this forgetfulness grass were still bright, and they looked a little like lilies from a distance. "Is there really a Heavenly Palace Immortal in this world?"

Ling Shuangyue smiled, "I don't know, I've never seen an immortal anyway." ”

"Aren't you a god? Zhixue said.

Ling Shuangyue raised the fishing net in her hand and said with a smile, "Have you ever seen an immortal who will starve to death?"

Weaving snow was dumbfounded.

"Zhixue!" A pleasant voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Zhixue looked back and saw that it was her.

Although the early winter season in Ping'an Town is not very cold, if ordinary people don't wear three layers inside, they have to put on three layers outside. But Huo Wuyan, who was still lightly dressed, stood on the green bridge, a large patch of fair skin on her chest was exposed to the air, and she didn't feel the chill of early winter at all, and asked softly with her signature smile, "Childe?"

There was still no shadow at her feet.

Xu sat for a long time, Zhixue felt some numbness in her legs and feet, but she felt weak when she stood up just now. Seeing that he was about to fall, Zhiyu jumped out of nowhere and held Zhixue's shoulders from behind.

"How are you?" Zhiyu's eyes were full of exhaustion, and he looked like he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Purple Shadow heard the sound of fire dancing and walked out of the house. saw Zhi Yu and Zhi Xue acting intimately, and when they saw themselves coming out, the two quickly separated the distance, and a layer of haze immediately climbed on Ziying's face.