Lingshan Yue, like a shallow bend of the eyebrows.

The moon is the hometown of Ming.

Ji Chengche didn't know where his hometown was. Perhaps, more memories and feelings of youth are treasured and sealed in the icy North Sea Ice Field.

Under the moonlight, Ji Chengche went to Lingshan alone.

Lingshan and Shengjing City are not far apart, but they look like two completely different worlds.

The holy capital is prosperous one after another, with the most majestic palace in the world, the best restaurants, and the most lively streets. Lingshan is like a place outside the world, ethereal in the smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River.

I see how charming Qingshan is, and I think Qingshan should look at me like this.

Ji Chengche sneaked and secretly climbed the peak from the back mountain, the surrounding forest was deep and lonely, and there was no one to trace, only the night mist was like silky smooth on his cheeks.

The Lingshan Mountain is not unguarded, but how can ordinary mountain patrol disciples catch Ji Cheng's trace?

He walked all the way, but he was always able to avoid the open posts and secret posts and the disciples patrolling around, and it didn't take long to reach the halfway point of the mountain.

At this time, on a secluded path in the distance, there is an inconspicuous sedan chair slowly passing by, presumably the family members of the powerful families in the holy capital come to Lingshan to worship and make wishes, and then go to the back mountain to enjoy the moon and play.

But soon Ji Chengche found that this small sedan chair was unusual, the two sedan chair bearers were full of spirit and their eyes were full of essence, and they walked quickly on the rugged mountain road into all directions, but they were afraid that they would not spill half a drop of tea in the sedan chair.

"With two Yuanjing powerhouses as sedan chair men, which prince is rich and has such a big hand?!"

Ji Chengqing was a little curious, but he didn't plan to chase after him to find out.

The small sedan chair suddenly stopped, and the sedan curtain opened and a peerless woman walked out, who was Concubine Yu.

"Aunt Yu?!" Ji Chengche was surprised, the moon was dark and the wind was high and the night was quiet, what was she doing in the back mountain?

I saw Concubine Yu leave the sedan chair and turn around alone and walk to a boxwood forest on the left side of the path.

Ji Chengche also traveled to Lingshan with Mr. Da a few years ago, and knew that the boxwood forest was a scenic spot. There are nine streams in the forest from the steep slope of the cloud forest gurgling down, meandering if intermittent, there is the reputation of "nine dragons lying in the clouds, perching on the xia and listening to the waves".

But in the middle of the night, Concubine Yu was not in the imperial palace to accompany Emperor Chu, so why did she come to Yunlin alone?

Ji Chengche thought about it and decided to go down and take a look, in case Concubine Yu was in danger, he might be able to try to rescue him.

The so-called artist is bold, he is like a night breeze that walks freely through the forest, and quickly chases behind Concubine Yu.

Concubine Yu was unaware and continued to walk into the yellow forest.

The mountain rises higher, and at the foot is a steep slope, and the murmuring water tinkles in the moonlight like a night song.

Concubine Yu walked out of about a stick of incense, and there was a huge raised mountain rock next to the stream in front of her. An antique pavilion was built on the rock, and the vermilion lacquer on the pillar had fallen off for a long time, mottled and exposed the wood color.

There is a plaque above the pavilion, and the word "Guanlan" is painted on silver hook iron.

Although this place is not near the sea, there are Lin Tao and the clouds are vast, standing in the pavilion to watch the rise and fall of the Tao Shengyun Dynasty.

At this moment, a middle-aged man is sitting idly on the stone drum bench in the pavilion, leisurely cooking tea and admiring the moon.

Although Ji Chengche didn't know this man, he had vaguely guessed a little bit of his origin from his eyebrows, and couldn't help but be more surprised.

At the moment of seeing the people in the pavilion, Concubine Yu'er's footsteps became slower and slower, as if she was hesitating to step forward.

Suddenly, the piano sounded.

The middle-aged man stroked the piano and sang, singing an ancient music.

"Out of its east gate, there are women like clouds. Although it is like a cloud. I think about it. Silk clothes and scarves, chat about my members. Out of its humble beginnings, there are women in full swing. Although it is in full swing, I think about it. Clothes and flowers, talk about entertainment ......"

Concubine Yu'er's steps froze, and the middle-aged man looking up at the pavilion looked complicated and indescribable, as if he was sad and shrunken, as if he was resentful and ashamed, and I felt pity.

The song wanders in the forest in a low and low voice, one person plays and sings in the pavilion, and the other listens under the rock.

Ji Chengche was far behind Lin Shi, and his astonishment was beyond measure.

Could it be that Aunt Yu secretly came to have a tryst with this man with her wings on her back?

And this person is clearly - Dawu Zhu Tang Yan!

What the hell is going on? Ji Chengche couldn't help but be confused.

He and Concubine Yu have not known each other for a long time, but there is no doubt that she has a deep love for Xiang Yi and has no regrets. Could it be that she is just an acting genius who is good at disguise, and she actually has something else in mind?

Ji Chengche had no intention of listening to Tang Yan's babbling and singing anymore, but he couldn't help but feel contempt for Concubine Yu.

The song came to an abrupt end, but there was an aftermath.

The boxwood forest was as quiet as death, and Concubine Yu'er's cuffs trembled slightly and stood silently for a long time, and finally stepped into the pavilion.

"I haven't played this song "East Gate Song" for fifteen years since you left, do you remember?" Tang Yan gently plucked the guqin with his hand and said, "Sit." ”

Concubine Yu stared at the few strings under Tang Yan's hand that trembled slightly, sat down opposite him without saying a word, lowered her head and said, "I'm not here to catch up with you, if there is anything, you might as well get straight to the point." Do you know how much effort I put into coming to Lingshan to hide from Your Majesty?"

Tang Yan laughed, it is undeniable that he must have been a graceful and suave man in the world when he was young, handsome and masculine, elegant and steady, and his smile was like a spring breeze.

"Draw souls for Xiang Gui, pray for Xiang Yue and Xiang Lin...... It's really so clever and clever that he can come up with such a brilliant reason. It's just that those mud tires who have been sitting stupidly for thousands of years can solve your worries, why don't you come and ask me, the true god?"

Concubine Yu was so shocked that she suddenly raised her head and said, "You...... Sure enough, it's you!"

"Time is a wonderful thing, fifteen years ago, when I saw you like a cardamom girl, fifteen years later you are still young and beautiful without leaving a trace of time. You have a face that has been loved by thousands of people, but the world has changed its life. ”

Tang Yan picked up the tea cup on the stone table and said, "I often think back to the last time I was alone with you, but then why did you deliberately avoid meeting me? Even if you like to cross the river and tear down the bridge, how can I be a villain who wants to take revenge?"

Concubine Yu'er's pretty face gradually turned pale without a trace of blood, and she suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Shut up, you ...... What exactly are you trying to say?!"

"There's a lot I want to say. For example, when you did not hesitate to commit yourself to begging me to devote the power of the witch cult to help Xiang Yi expel the demon clan and ascend to the top of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, I did it. After the deed was done, you begged me to keep my mouth shut, and I have done it in the past fifteen years. ”

Tang Yan smiled sarcastically, his tone was soft and low, and Concubine Yu couldn't help but want to cover her ears and tremble.

"You...... What do you want me to do?" she asked.

"What can you do? What do you think you can do other than serve a man on your bed?"

Tang Yan's words turned sharp and mean: "In the eyes of others, you are the noble Queen of Great Chu, but in my eyes, you are just a stunner who makes men want to die!"

"Wow-" Concubine Yu picked up the cup and poured hot tea on Tang Yan's face.

"Shameless!" she trembled and gritted her teeth and glared at Tang Yan.

"Speaking of shamelessness, am I better than you? In order to please Xiang Yi, he bought the imperial doctor Wen Po even though he couldn't have children, and stole a baby girl and pretended to be born by himself. Does Xiang Yi know about this?"

Tang Yan took out a white towel and carefully wiped his cheeks, and sneered: "Your heart is still too small, why don't you just change to a baby boy, the future will be the Queen Mother!"

The cup fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

"Don't be so surprised, it's actually very simple, I put a little more in the glass of wine you drank back then, so that you don't have an accident when you are pregnant with a boy and a girl. ”

Tang Yan smiled and narrowed his eyes and said, "I knew you were so tame, but I regretted it a little." Otherwise, there is a chance that the current prince is the bloodline of you and me, wouldn't it be beautiful?!"

"Shut up!" Concubine Yu stood up and stared at Tang Yan resentfully: "You invited me to meet tonight, just to humiliate me!? If you want to take the opportunity to blackmail anything else, don't dream! I would rather ask for the death penalty than let you get your wish!"

Tang Yan was calm, waved his hand and said, "You misunderstood, I said a long time ago that you can't do anything on your own, and you can't do it." You are too far from Xuanyuan Lingxi, if I were Xiang Yi, I would not have chosen you in the first place. ”

Concubine Yu's face turned red, and she held back the tears of humiliation and turned around and left.

Tang Yan didn't stop him, and said calmly: "Don't you want to know who will be unlucky next after Xiang Gui, Xiang Yue, and Xiang Lin?"

Concubine Yu'er's feet suddenly seemed to be nailed, but she struggled and refused to turn back.

Tang Yan said leisurely: "You just asked me what I want to do, I can answer you now - I don't actually want to do anything, but I just plan to owe some debts." ”

Concubine Yu said abruptly, "What do you mean?"

"If it weren't for the old lady's hard work, and you cried and begged me, this Dachu country should have been mine, and there was no surname at all, even Ji Tianquan had to get out of the way!"

A trace of hideous color flashed over Tang Yan's face, and he said slowly: "I spared no effort to help Xiang Yi sit on the emperor's throne, and even begged for everything to curry favor with Yan Kui...... What did I get as a result? Your good emperor, suppressing the witch cult and squeezing out the believers and ministers who had made great contributions to him in the first place, and also deliberately checking and balancing against me, vainly trying to empty the power of my great witch Zhu step by step through the marriage of Xiang Lin and Tang Xueluo!"

"Say, isn't it time to settle the score?"

Tang Yan drank all the tea in the cup, looked into the depths of the reckless forest outside the pavilion, and said hesitantly: "You've heard enough, haven't you, don't you come out and say a few words?"

Concubine Yu looked back at her side in amazement, and suddenly fell soft as if she had been hit by five thunderbolts.

(End of chapter)