Volume 12 Chapter 4 Iron Bone Ice Heart (1)

Qingping woke up in the intense pain, the pain was not like the sharp pain of a broken limb, but like countless sharp blades scraping on every bone in the body, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow spread to the whole body bit by bit, Zhou's body had already been soaked in cold sweat, even the subtle movements of the clothes rubbing the skin, would bring a burst of soreness, she subconsciously wanted to curl up her body, but the pain that swept over the body like a tidal wave hit again, making her bite her silver teeth, if it weren't for her arrogant nature, I was afraid that she would have moaned。

I don't know how long it took, the unbearable pain gradually dissipated, Qingping opened her eyes painfully, and found that she was lying on a wide and soft rosewood bed, as far as her eyes could see, only to see the dust on the head Seiko carefully carved with the texture of bluegrass, the snow-white gauze tent was as thin as cicada wings, light and soft and translucent, but it made people unable to see the outside scene, Qingping touched it with her hand, only felt silky and delicate, with a hint of coolness, her heart moved, and suddenly remembered that this tent must be the legendary shark silk tent, it is said that this kind of shark silk is woven by the shark people in the sea, warm in winter and cool in summer, shading and breathable, and it is most suitable for making a yarn tent。 Of course, Qingping knows that this shark silk is not woven by the shark people, but it is indeed the best in the silk, a foot of shark silk will cost a hundred taels of silver, that is, the concubines in the palace, it is already precious to have a shark silk scarf, not to mention such a shark silk tent several zhang long.

Stretching out her hand to pick up the silk tent, Qingping looked out, and saw a blue and blue brocade embroidered screen, which was embroidered with gold thread Jinling City map, and the vast line outside Jinling City was the mighty Yangtze River. But it is outlined with silver thread, and the lower right corner of the embroidery screen is embroidered with vermilion silk thread imitating the shape of the seal. After taking a closer look at this brocade screen, Qingping couldn't help but feel a little envious, speaking of which she is also a clever woman, and the female red is also very good, but her embroidery is inevitably inferior to this exquisite embroidered screen, which makes her admire.

I looked at it for a moment. Qingping suddenly heard a "cooing" sound in her ears, and then she realized that her stomach was empty, and she didn't know how long she hadn't eaten, and she struggled to get up. I only felt that although my whole body was weak, and there was a faint pain between my bones and blood, I could barely support it, and I looked at the clothes on my body. But it was a rain-soaked azure underwear, which had already been soaked with sweat and was slightly cold on her skin, and she frowned slightly. I turned around and got out of bed, and my feet hit the ground, only to feel the warmth under my feet. Qingping remembers that the room seemed to be a bluestone floor. I couldn't help but look down curiously. But I found that what I stepped on was a carpet of the same color as the bluestone floor. Standing up on the edge of the bed, Qingping wanted to bypass the bamboo screen to see if there was anyone outside. In this way, it is inevitable to touch the wall, a slightly cool start, but it is very smooth, but it turns out that the wall is thick and brushed on the stone wall with mica powder mixed with white ash, and there is no slightest gap in the wall, obviously this is the stone room carved out in the cave, this stone room has no window lattice, the top of the stone room is shaped like a dome, according to the number of Zhou Tian Dou scattered countless pearls, the stone room is filled with a faint pearl light, like day.

After walking a few more steps, Qingping realized that her situation was very bad, and her breathing gradually became short, so she had to rest for a while, so that she could continue to walk, carefully figure out her own situation, Qingping faintly felt that she should have been poisoned, but she only knew a little about medical skills, and she didn't know what poison she was in, but she must have a strong tart for her body, which made her so weak, but unfortunately she had no memory of what happened after being clicked on the acupoint by Yang Ning, and she didn't know how she was poisoned, let alone how she appeared in this place where she had never been。

Bypass the embroidery screen, the eyes suddenly open up, this is an elegant and gorgeous women's boudoir, there is a rosewood square couch on the left hand, there are two futons depicting dragons and embroidered phoenixes on the couch, there is a wooden chess piece in the middle of the futon, the chess is black and white, but it is a piece of endgame, the wall behind the couch is covered by the brocade curtain, which makes people feel wonderful, as if there is no world outside the curtain. The right hand is a bookcase of the same material as the square couch, there is a purple bamboo pen holder on the case, in which are placed all kinds of sheep hair, purple hair, a blue-black inkstone, the ink inside is still fresh, a slender ink strip is wrapped in snow-colored silk silk and put aside, and there are a few snow wave notes under the jasper lion paperweight, which is dripping with ink, obviously written not long ago. In addition to the four treasures of the study, there is also a wide-mouthed glass flower pot in the corner of the bookcase, and a few budding daffodils are floating on the clear water, which is spitting a faint fragrance. Behind the bookcase are two black and ebony bookshelves that reach up to the roof, covering the entire wall.

Qingping looked sideways and saw that the shelves were full of toothpicks, there were no books, and there were many rare books that she had never read. There is a blue and white porcelain urn on each side of the bookcase, in which a long and short scroll is placed, and between the bookshelf and the embroidery screen is a crane incense burner, which burns with dripping incense, and the light fragrance that cannot be smelled lingers in the scroll, giving people the illusion that the house is full of books.

In the center of the stone room, there is also a small round table, on which is placed

There are a few plates of light and delicate dim sum, and a can of terrier rice porridge, which is still warm when touched by hand. Qingping didn't care about looking for someone, so she hurriedly took a porcelain bowl and filled it with rice porridge, and drank two bowls in a row, only then did she feel a little at ease, but she knew that she shouldn't eat too much at the moment, so as not to hurt her stomach, so although she still felt hungry, she didn't dare to eat more, just took a piece of red bean cake and chewed it slowly. After eating five minutes full, Qingping felt that she had some strength in her body, so she stood up and walked to the bookcase, picked up the paperweight, took out a flower note and looked at it curiously, only to see a song recorded on the white flower note as snow.

"The waves of Dongting are soaring, and the wind is wild and green. The clouds are rolling and the moon is shining. Jingnan Xi Zhao Bei, Jieshi Xi Xiaoxiang. Clarify the rules in thousands of miles, and think in thousands of lines. Henggui branch in the west, around the rhombus in the north hall. High-rise thinking woman, flying king. Wen Ji is in a foreign country, and the servant is in a foreign country. Seeing Hu An's practice, knowing that the Han sword is like frost. Try to climb high and look at the extreme, and do not change and return to the intestines. (Note.)

This person writes cursive, the ink dragon flies and the phoenix dances, which makes people suddenly feel full of paper and smoke, whether it is the style of poetry or the handwriting, there is almost no soft atmosphere of a boudoir woman, and it feels more heroic and graceful to read, and the cheeks are fragrant. Qingping only felt that she admired it very much after reading it, and thought more and more that the master of this room must be a peerless and romantic woman, and she admired such a character the most in her life, although she felt that the situation was strange, and she couldn't help but have a desire to see it.

At this moment, there was a clear sound of Qingyue feet outside the door, Qingping could conclude that the person must be the owner of this room for some reason, although her hands and feet were soft, but she still got up to greet her, she just stood up, the closed door opened silently, the corridor outside was dark, only the faintly visible flickering lights, but this time the door was opened, a fresh air poured in almost immediately, which made people feel refreshed.

The man walked from the dark to the light, Qingping saw her appearance at a glance, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, only to see that the woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, her skin was as white as jade, her cherry lips and eyebrows, and she looked like a lonely shot, which was okay, especially this woman's slender body, with the snow-white brocade men's samurai uniform on her body, she became more and more graceful like a willow and tall like a bamboo. Just looking at the appearance, it is already heartbreaking, not to mention that this woman also has a pair of starry eyes that look forward to life, and it adds a bit of pride to this woman's look at the world.

Looking at this woman's appearance, although Qingping has always been quite conceited about her appearance, she can't help but feel ashamed, if it is another woman, I am afraid that she is already very jealous at this moment, but Qingping has always been open-minded, so she just sighed lightly in her heart, and then showed a happy look, and asked loudly: "May I ask this young lady's name, the little woman is absolutely Yin Qingping is taken care of, and she is grateful." Please don't blame Miss, Qingping has some puzzles in her heart, and please give me advice, I originally participated in the piano meeting in Wanzhuan Pavilion, why was I in Miss's residence, and there is one most important thing, my righteous disciple Jing and Cuihu's Ping Fairy made an appointment, I don't know how to win or lose, where is Zijing now?"

The girl smiled, like a flower blooming, making people feel beautiful, Qingping only felt that her heart was cocoa, and she couldn't help but admire: "Hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, autumn water is a god jade for the bones, Miss is so beautiful, it really makes women in the world envious!"

The woman carefully looked at Qingping's demeanor, only felt that she was sincere in her words, and there was no disobedience at all, and she also had a good impression in her heart, and said with a smile: "Miss Qingping is too famous, who doesn't know that Dongting is unique, the piano and sword are unparalleled, see each other today, only feel that it is better to see than to hear, and Huanyu still feels that half of the "Guangling San" has been around Liang for three days, and the aftermath is endless, the so-called Wei and Jin Dynasty are romantic and build an bones, but that's it." ”

"Yikes. Qingping couldn't help but be surprised when she heard this, she looked the girl up and down for a long time, and then asked with a little hesitation: "Could it be that my sister is Miss Su'e of the Agarwood Pavilion?" Although these two people behaved very differently, but if you think about it carefully, she never stood up when she was in Wanzhuan Pavilion, and she didn't even say a word.

The girl smiled and said: "My name is Li Huanyu, although this name is not known, but my title of Jinxiu County Lord must have heard of Miss Qingping, this time I pretended to be a famous prostitute in Shu Su'e to come to Jinling, originally wanted to see a name I had never heard of, but I also wanted to meet friends with the qin, but I didn't expect to see a strange woman like Miss Qingping, the sword is absolutely like this, the qin must be even more idle, I am afraid that I will not have the courage to play the piano in the future." By the way, since you and I are destined to meet and are of the same age, Huanyu is nineteen years old this year, if Miss Qingping doesn't dislike it, just call me sister. ”