"I have always been young and limited, and it is easy to lose my soul when I leave at leisure, and I can't say goodbye to wine and banquets. The mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more, so it is better to take pity on the people in front of you. "Yunlian Valley fell silent again after the fire on that day, not because the Beirong army retreated, but in the rainy season, Yunlian Valley has been five days in a row, and the heavy rain is pouring every day, but two days is enough to cross Qinghe Mountain, the Beirong army has long believed that Chen Xuanyu has fled under the mountain, and the troops are divided into three roads, one is still guarding the mountain, and the other two roads are forward across Qinghe Mountain, blocking the road down the mountain, but this wave of soldiers guarding the mountain has not gone up the mountain to find people, Qingyun also felt a little surprised, Liu Jiu's exquisite heart is not clear, and he has already sent someone down the mountain to inquire about the reason, this hearing really amused Qingyun

"After the rain that day, the Beirong army felt weird, unexpectedly, a soldier passed by, shook his head and said that they burned the mountain to offend the ghosts and gods, it is said that the head is the way, as soon as I saw the leading general, not to say that his face was black, but to die young, he was immediately bombed away by the Beirong army, and the result was 、、、、 in the barracks that night"

"It's haunted. Qingyun looked at Liu Jiu, who was stumbling and stopping, and smiled lightly and said the words that Liu Jiu was brewing and hesitating, in fact, Liu Jiu knew in his heart that there was such a coincidental haunting, but he was always afraid that it was a bad intention.

"There is a lot of smoothness in the world, but there is little perfection. Chen Xuanyu is like this, how can Bai Zifeng not be like this?" Qingyun waved his hand to signal Liu Jiu to retreat after speaking, but Liu Jiu sighed in his heart that you are not like this, the world only seeks perfection, but in the end it is often sad to end, Liu Jiu bowed his hand slightly, and then he was ready to retreat, and when he finally turned around and crossed the pear blossom wood threshold in the main hall, he heard Qingyun's lament

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust. Liu Jiu stopped the steps he was about to take, and glanced back at it, the girl wearing the Jiufu Xiang skirt embroidered with pink lotus on a white jade background was leaning on the pear flower couch, her brows were tightly locked as if full of indescribable thoughts, Liu Jiu had never carefully examined her eyebrows, even if she looked at it from a distance now, she only felt that it was the kind of indescribable joy, Liu Jiu had been practicing and really couldn't think of any good words to describe the beauty of what she saw, only remembered that when she was still a young willow, a scholar recited "Six Palaces Fandel has no color" Liu Jiu probably knew why Yeming would rather torture each other than let go of freedom, this kind of refreshing beauty is still breathtaking even if it is not powdered, Liu Jiu thought of this sudden panic and retracted his distant gaze, and walked out quickly with his head down

Qingyun seems to be like a dream in the drowsiness, in that Qingyun has never seen such a prosperous lantern festival, Ye Ming pulled her with a light smile, and half-hugged her to the highest star picking pavilion in Kyoto, from where from a distance those lanterns fell like a fire falling into the world, in the cold winter snow has not melted like a falling red plum, quietly blooming by itself,

"Qingyun, this is the city of Xinghe that I will send to you"

"Yeming, I was a lonely fox but I have been with my master Yucheng since I was a child, the master treats me as if I was his own, and everyone wants to look up to me, but I know that if it weren't for the master, I would have been frozen to death by the lake, I want to take you to see my master、、、"

"Qingyun, please. ”

"Even with my life?"

"Auntie, Auntie!" Liyue saw Qingyun on the openwork pear blossom couch sweating profusely and looking pained, and her ten fingers tightly grasped the Ruyi Qiluo cushion under her, and she knew that Qingyun had nightmares and saw old things again, so she immediately woke Qingyun, and Qingyun opened her eyes until she saw that the person in front of her was Liyue, and then the mana condensed by the applause dissipated

"Auntie, the young man woke up, and an old man called himself Baizi 、、、 Feng and wanted to see his aunt. Liyue saw Qingyun completely relieved of her killing intent, and then whispered

"Tell Liu Jiuyi to arrange for Bai Zifeng to go to Chen Xuanyu's room again, and now, I have something to find Chen Xuanyu. Qingyun slowly got up and straightened the Jiufuxiang skirt embroidered with pink lotus on the white jade background on her body, frowned slightly, and walked out quickly, who was the person in the dream, why did he enter the play like this

"You recovered very quickly, I originally thought you were going to sleep for a few days" Qingyun came to the side courtyard where Chen Xuanyu was located, the yard was full of begonia flowers, swaying gently in the breeze, and spitting fragrant in silence, Qingyun glanced back at the stunning color of the court before entering the house, the master has always felt that the color of the begonia is too gorgeous, such as a person who falls into a dream, there is always some irrepressible meaning, but after all, it is going to fall into the dust

"Miss Qingyun, you still haven't changed the slightest"

Many years later, Qingyun still didn't know why he only called him "Miss Qingyun" from the beginning, and then after many years, she also asked curiously, he just smiled

"Steal a foot of Lethe River to do it to lead to life, measure an inch, take it as a fate, and fall in love"