Winter has not arrived, pears snow first, bullying snow.

What people hate the most is white hair, but the most beautiful thing is white flowers. This sentence was said by Shangguan Chaoyu, the princess of the previous dynasty.

People walk in the painting, and people in the painting look up. Shangguan Chaoyu, who was wearing a white fur, didn't know how long he had been watching the sunset, until the corners of his eyes were sour, and a crystal teardrop fell.

"Mother-in-law, Li Long implemented new laws, reformed and changed lanes. It can be seen that he is a good emperor. You said I killed such a person, right?" Shangguan Chaoyu walked into the door, the bloody remnant sun fell on her shoulders, and her clothes were stained with a layer of scarlet blood.

"Mortals are mortals after all, Chaoyu! You entered the immortal gate, and since then you have been isolated from mortal dust, all kinds of mortal dust are just clouds and smoke, what's right. The wrinkled old woman held on to a purple gold cane and stopped slightly.

"I just want revenge, even if I build the Great Dao, I will avenge my parents if I become a true immortal. ”

"You baby, you can't be the master if you are kind-hearted. Just let Shizun destroy this Great Qin for you, it's just a matter of waving your hand, what's so annoying. The old woman said lightly disapprovingly.

"It's just ......," Shangguan Chaoyu wanted to say and stopped.

"Are you worried, these ordinary people?" said the old woman coldly.

Shangguan Chaoyu was startled when he saw her face turn cold. Hurriedly said: "Master, the apprentice just can't bear to let tens of millions of people suffer from the war and be displaced again. ”

When the old woman heard Shangguan Chaoyu say this, her eyes became even more fierce. "Chaoyu, don't you still understand? Hongchen is a shackle. Are these mortals worthy of your help? They won't be grateful to you. They will only hate your wars, and they will only want to be dissatisfied. The human heart will never be satisfied. Follow me back to the Yun Sect, the Great Dao is flawless, and it is the pursuit of my generation of monks all their lives. ”

"Master, it's the disciple who is wrong...... Shangguan Chaoyu has a weak temperament, and he didn't dare to contradict the master, so he was helpless and discouraged.

"When the master refines the spirit lamp, it will be Li Long's death, and it will not be far away. Good disciple, being a teacher will not harm you, if you want to be detached, you can be blissful in cultivation. The old woman glanced at Shangguan Chaoyu with a smile and walked away slowly.

Princess Changle stretched out her snow-white wrist and stared at a copper bell. Her wrist shook, the bell sounded clearly, and she smiled picturesquely, a little stupid.

Princess Changle Mansion, a secret room. An old woman with a wrinkled face and a paper lamp emitting a faint mist in front of her. There were countless changes in human faces faintly visible between the paper lamps, all of which were tinged with pain.

The old woman stared at the paper lamp silently, not seeing what she was thinking, but whether it was a spell or not, throwing out a ball of essence fire to enter. Suddenly, the old woman's face changed, and she reached out and took out a jade slip that exuded black gas from the storage bag.

"Your Excellency, Messenger. ”

A black vaporizing shadow appeared out of thin air on the jade slip, and it gradually became clear, and a burly man appeared here, lifelike. Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly clasped her fists, looking quite respectful.

The shadow man nodded slightly, motioning for her to get up.

"How's the preparation going?"

When the old woman heard this person ask, she hurriedly spoke, as if she had expected it. "I've been infiltrating the Cloud Sect for many years, and I've arranged a lot of dark chess...... It's just that in order to seize a wisp of luck in the human realm, these sects have sent disciples to the lower realm. Because of this, the progress is expected to be slower. ”

Hearing this, the dark shadow's face changed slightly. After a few inhales, the black shadow spoke, "Hmph, these monks are just dying. ”

After the black shadow finished speaking, his nose twisted slightly, as if he didn't feel good.

Seeing this, the old woman was already covered with cold sweat on her forehead. "Messenger, I have an apprentice......"

"Well, I don't want to hear you explain. Remember, what is your mission, and also, return to the cultivation realm as soon as possible, the smell here is really unpleasant. After saying this, the black shadow had already disappeared in place, and the jade slip had also become dim.

The old woman who was left alone looked at the paper lamp coldly, not knowing what she was thinking.

There is also a secret pavilion in Princess Changle's mansion, and a man with a yin appearance is refining a rune with secret methods. There were countless texture spells carved on the talisman, and the aura was circulating on it, looking strange and inexplicable.

This man is none other than the Venerable Master Lingchou, since Zijuan entered Princess Changle's Mansion. He watched silently until a few days ago, when he discovered that the girl had been taken away by a monk in the early stages of foundation building. I thought that I could get the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra", but I didn't expect that it had been discovered by the old woman who was traveling with me, and I seriously injured him.

"Linghua mother-in-law, when I wait for the day I feather, I must make you look good. The Venerable Master of Lingchou stared at the talisman in front of him with a hideous expression on his face, and said secretly.

On both sides of the Huai River, the lights are intertwined, turning the water surface red and illuminating the long street. Water Street, Heavenly Street is like two long horses paved in Chang'an City.

Before winter, the autumn breeze was slight, and the charcoal seller had been sent to lean on the street corner. The Fang market at night, since Li Long ascended the throne as emperor, has become more open. There is no time limit, no commodity limit, and the transaction is more open. Until the sunset faded, there were still some women walking alone on the branches on the small moon in the sky. Vendors are rare at night, and the cold air is steaming like a huddled white dragon, which is a noodle seller and a boiler under the stall.

Some women who love beauty, stepping on white velvet boots and embroidered shoes, innocently and romantically shuttle through the brightly lit downtown area. Those who guess lanterns, acrobatics, fortune tellers, and those who put rouge silk are all old businesses in Qingle Street.

There were still some summer grasses on the side of the road that had not yet withered, with spring crowns, trampled under the feet of children running with windmills, buried in the wind. The night of Chang'an can drown people, and it can also bury the bones of heroes.

Probably the young and beautiful pretty lady and the handsome girl like to dress up as a man, shake a folding fan, and hang a jade pendant around their waists. Although he is not tall, he is more handsome than a flower, which makes the beauties on the street linger and tiptoe.

"Princess. ”

"Phew, how many times have I said that I am a son, not a princess. The handsome young master gently touched the head of the young man next to him with the paper fan in his hand, but he was reluctant to really do it.

"Slave, oh. I was wrong, Childe. ”

When the handsome young man heard this, he was satisfied, straightened his chest and abdomen, and walked away. The oily-haired and powder-faced young man next to him sighed slightly, and the handsome young man noticed his demeanor. Angrily waited for a glance at the young man next to him, shrunk his bulging chest, and swaggered through the city to the fireworks all over the street.

Chang'an, the ancient capital, has too many stories. Everyone who lives in Chang'an City has the pride of being in the imperial dynasty.

Long Street, Ancient Pavilion, Old Capital, New City These are the symbols of Chang'an City. In any gentle water town, there are thousands of charming beauties, and there are also chivalrous warriors who go all over the world with swords. But everyone who comes to Chang'an wants to see how prosperous this imperial city and Taiping City are.

The young man with a slight silk twist had just finished listening to the storyteller tell the story of the strange man in the rivers and lakes and the heroine Chen Ru drinking Ma Tianya from the teahouse, rewarded a few broken silver, and beckoned the young man next to him to go out.

People look at the moon, and the moon is also looking at people. Standing in the tavern with the wine flag lowered, the young man quietly moved his beautiful eyes.

The water of the Huai River is different, and the pretty boy scooped a handful of water and sprinkled it with sparkling water, dancing brightly. People are looking at the river, but the river is thinking about the moon. The angry boy picked up the gravel and blew it away, and it bounced a few meters away.

"Brother Qin, are you as ruthless as this Huai River, rushing to the sea and never returning. The boy bowed his head and muttered.

"Childe, do you want to see that person?" The warped-tongued maid secretly glanced at Shangguan Chaoyu.

"Xiaohong, who told you to talk nonsense. Hmph, I don't think about him. Shangguan Chaoyu is dressed as a man, and it is difficult to hide his beauty, and his shy face is better looking and tender than the new moon.

"Childe, I do know where the little prince of Pingyang is, but it's just ......"

"It's just something, you say. Shangguan Chaoyu hurriedly said.

Xiaohong saw the master's panicked appearance and secretly laughed. Seeing Shangguan staring at her at Yuqiao, he stopped laughing and whispered a few words in her ear. Shangguan Chaoyu was quiet at the beginning, and then the roots of his ears were red with shame.

"Little red um, hum ......"

"Childe, what are you afraid of, the two of us are now handsome sons. Seeing that Shangguan Chaoyu was embarrassed, Xiaohong pulled up her sleeves and turned around in front of Shangguan Chaoyu.

Drunk in the Red Mansion, Zhao Qin casually peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth. was leisurely watching a group of singers dancing "Please Heavenly Immortals" written by the most famous genius of the dynasty, and suddenly sneezed, Zhao Qin couldn't help but scold: "Who is cursing Lao Tzu behind his back? ”

Wei Cheng poured him a glass of wine, grapes and wine, flowers and candles under the moon, and beautiful women singing and dancing, which made people drunk and dreamed of death. I'm afraid that Qin Mingyue, who wrote "Please Heavenly Immortals", saw the appearance of the little prince, and she didn't want to read the heavenly immortals, and wanted to be a gentleman.

"Brother Qin, Qin Jinghuan, that bastard, the birthday star is afraid that he will eat a long thing, and he will be hit by a bull, but I am afraid that if I don't die, I will become a fool. You tell me who is scolding you behind your back, and Lao Tzu will skin him. The fat brother beside Zhao Qin burped and said while wiping away the greasy mouth with his hand.

Zhao Qin smiled when he said this. This Jing Huan Shizi was okay with him on a bench before, but he was crushed by the fat man's body and fell into a coma on the spot.

"You're going to have nothing to fucking lose weight in the future, eat some vegetables. Zhao Qin pulled the chicken leg that the fat man pinched in his hand and stuffed a cucumber into his mouth.

The fat guy took a big bite into his stomach, only to find out that it was a cucumber, and he only felt that his mouth was full of taste. He's a meat-eater, otherwise he wouldn't have grown so fat. pinched half of the cucumber and was about to throw it away, but seeing Zhao Qin glaring at him coldly, he reluctantly bit it slowly.

In the reed city next to him, seeing that the evildoer who was usually evildoer was so honest in front of Zhao Qin, a big villain, he pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing. When the fat brother saw her smiling, he didn't feel good in his heart. Look, Zhao Qin peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth, but he didn't know how he ate these grasses on weekdays.

Gao Lingxi, who was the most dreary on weekdays, couldn't help but say: "Brother Qin, where did you get this cucumber? It won't be ......?"

Zhao Qin was drinking tea, almost sprayed a mouthful of water on the fat man's face, and kicked Gao Lingxi with his foot.

It was boring for several people to play together, and the fat man took a fancy to a plump lady, wiped a mouthful of oil, and almost didn't use his dirty hands to put it on Zhao Qin's robe. Zhao Qin kicked him away, and the fat man went to the woman with great interest to talk about life ideals and eighteen martial arts.

That Gao Ling's former tutor was strict, and there was a curfew. After staying for a while, he was also driven away by Zhao Qin. There was only one Zhao Dongchen who was here to squeeze his eyebrows with Zhao Qin, and Zhao Qin knew what he meant, so he threw a bag of silver to him. This person is a good gambler, and Zhao Qin inevitably borrowed some silver taels from him. Although he borrowed it, he didn't ask him to return it.

Wei Cheng was obediently lying behind Zhao Qin like a cat, and his fingers gently pinched his shoulders.

"That Jing Huan was smashed by me this time, although he didn't dare to provoke me, he will inevitably blame you. When I turn around, I will tell the people in the palace to come and take you and move you to live in the palace. Although I have no name for you, I will not treat you lightly as a concubine. ”

Hearing this, Wei Cheng's hands trembled slightly. The eyelashes of the starry curtain slowly close, as if they were afraid that they would not be able to resist the overflow of rain.

Zhao Qin noticed her abnormality, stretched out his hands to remove her jade fingers from his shoulders and put them in his hands, and gently pressed them against his forehead. Wei Cheng couldn't help but look stupid, and suddenly wanted to be for this man for the rest of his life, even if he kept the green lantern alone in front of the Buddha for 10,000 years, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"I, Zhao Qin's woman, don't want her body to belong to me, but to want her heart to belong to me. Weicheng, things in the world are probably unsatisfactory, but you can't go wrong if you like someone. Zhao Qin said softly.

Wei Cheng knew that people like Zhao Qin would not love only one person. And if she falls in love with such a man, she is afraid that there will be a lot of pain in the future, which she has seen too many men to recognize. But in the face of the gentle man in front of her, she couldn't refuse no matter what. Perhaps, if you love someone deeply, most of the time you can't open your mouth.

She was silent, and Zhao Qin rubbed the corners of her eyes. His eyes fell on the long strands of hair that fell on his clothes in Wei Cheng, and he also knew that it was easy to weave a dream, but he really couldn't give too much.

Recently, he likes to be a vegetarian, and the slaves know the master's heart, and they always bring some fruits and vegetables when they go out. Zhao Qin tore off the white peel on the orange and fed it to Wei Cheng gently.

"Sour?"

"A bit salty. Wei Cheng smiled and wiped away the tears from his face.

"I'll give you a thump on your legs. She squatted down like a little white rabbit leaning at Zhao Qin's feet.

Zhao Qin had a dream in a daze, it should be that Weicheng's massage kung fu was too powerful, he let go of his worries and had been squinting for half an hour.

When he woke up from his dream, he saw a mountain of meat in front of him.

Zhao Qin angrily threw an apple and threw it on the fat brother. The fat brother came back from shooting, and he was in a good mood, and he didn't want to bite off half of the apple directly.

"What's the matter? fuck, I can't tell why, I disturbed Lao Tzu's dream to see that I don't skin you. ”

"Brother Qin, it's a fun thing, but it's not as fun as a big thing. The fat man Cui Xinwu said with a cheap smile.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Qin squeezed his eyebrows, knowing that this kid didn't have any good water in his stomach.

"Downstairs, have you forgotten about the Oiran tonight?" Cui Xinwu said with a grin, not forgetting to swallow the other half of the apple into his stomach in one bite.

"Then don't go quickly, your mother didn't tell Lao Tzu earlier. Zhao Qin scolded.

"Didn't I think you knew, I went over there and didn't notice you, and came looking for you. ”

"Lao Tzu really forgot, go, go. Zhao Qin was about to pull Weicheng. only to find that Wei Cheng's big watery eyes were glancing at him.

"Are you jealous? or do you want to control me, can I tell you, men's affairs and women can't control it, you know?" Zhao Qin grinned evilly.

Wei Cheng smiled, and his demeanor was even more than before. "No, Mother Wang said that I would go too. ”

Cui Xinwu looked at the two with a wicked smile on his face, causing Zhao Qin to lose a roll of his eyes. Zhao Qin didn't want Wei Cheng to show his face, but he wasn't the kind of person who was stingy and pedantic. Gently shook Wei Cheng Xuenen's hands, and gathered the broken hair between her eyebrows for her.