"Liang Ziye-" whimpered, a curtain of horror.

The red candle in front of the couch table burned halfway, flickering with a faint light alone, dripping with beaded candle tears, like undried tears on Zi Ning's cheeks.

Seeing Su staring at her in a daze, there seemed to be a trace of indifferent melancholy in the dim candlelight, as if he had missed something dear, for no reason, the softness in his heart hurt suddenly.

Silently raised her hand, wanting to wipe away the tears for Zining, but saw her frowning, choking, and suffering some grievances in her dream.

Stupid girl, is she being bullied in your dreams?

Zi Ning woke up sobbing, opened her red and swollen eyes, and saw a fiery red cloud through the hazy candlelight, which flickered twice and disappeared in an instant.

Wiping his tears with his sleeve, he took a deep breath and muttered to himself: "It's all over, Liang Ziye, I must forget you." Lying on the desk, her neck was a little sore, she propped up her hands and looked out the window, the fog was dim and unclear, and a dark cloud in the air moved slowly, covering half of the moon.

The third watch day has passed, Zi Ning rubbed her eyes, only to feel very tired.

The prince of Tanglin returned to Penglai overnight, and left a sentence before leaving, "Zining, you wait for me to come back and fight to the death with Jiansu." All the grievances you have suffered, I will definitely help you get it back!"

Zi Ning's eyebrows were stained with a touch of sadness, got up and pushed open the door of the house, and walked lightly to the bamboo forest in the corner of the courtyard, "Between me and Liang Ziye, there will be a decision, and there is no need for others to interfere." The mist fell through the bamboo leaves, and a deep and cold breath lingered all over the body.

Suddenly, I saw a dark figure, standing straight under the bamboo, shaking it, stepping out of his feet, and pacing slowly in the bamboo tree where the leaves were shadowing.

A red lantern hangs high above the bamboo branch, reflecting that figure, as if it were real and illusory.

Zi Ning was full of suspicions, "It's late at night, who will take a walk in the bamboo forest?" The figure in the depths of the bamboo forest was tall and tall, but if you looked closely, it was a young man in red. She was stunned in her heart, she couldn't help but feel cold in her hands and feet, and her voice trembled slightly: "You...... Is it Yuzun?"

The figure seemed to be stunned for a moment, and did not answer her, and the clothes sounded among the bamboo leaves, and slowly raised his hand to remove the bamboo leaves, revealing a gorgeous red brocade robe.

The light was dim, but Zi Ning still recognized the pair of peach blossom eyes, shining with a touch of tenderness, and she smiled bitterly in her heart, "His eyes are really unparalleled in the world." ”

A familiar scent of roses wafted in, and the person in front of her was wearing a red dress embroidered with satin and gold, standing facing her with her hands behind her back.

Zi Ning didn't move, and he didn't move. She was silent, he was silent, and the two of them stood quietly looking at each other from the dark emerald bamboo branches under the crescent moon. I couldn't see each other's faces clearly, nor could I feel each other's breath, as if all time had stood still.

She closed her eyes slightly, once upon a time, she was so at ease and leisure, only looking forward to staying silent with Liang Zi at night, from then until forever.

I don't know how long I stood there, the edges of the embroidered shoes were covered with dew, soaking my feet wet and cold, and my hands were also cold. The two were separated by a bamboo forest, and the sound of the breeze blowing the fine pieces of bamboo leaves brought a hint of coolness.

Looking up at the crescent moon separated by bamboo leaves, the night was cool and cold, and her heart was also cold, and she said in a slightly trembling voice: "Midnight, I ...... Can I call you again?"

Seeing Su was silent for a long time, he replied: "Who is Liang Ziye, you care about him so much? It's a pity, I'm not Liang Ziye......" A few clusters of leaves shook in the bamboo forest, and an upright figure emerged, glaring at her with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Zi Ning had an indescribable feeling of pain in her heart, and muttered, "I know that your current identity is Xiqi Yuzun. It doesn't matter, as long as I know in my heart that you are Liang Ziye, it's enough. In the end, he silently lowered his head, and his voice gradually became weaker, so that only he could hear it.

Jiansu stared at her for a moment and asked, "You...... Do you really think I'm Liang Ziye?"

The corners of Zi Ning's mouth tightened, and she slowly walked under the lantern, the dim light was projected in the bamboo leaves, casting a mottled shadow, and she said faintly: "I used to think—" Halfway through the words, he held back, and a deep sadness and desolation welled up in his heart.

Two lines of hot tears fell silently, beaded down her silky cheeks, and rolled into her neck.

I used to think that you were the sun in the sky, but I was a frost on the ground, separated by thousands of miles.

Jiansu's sleeves and wrists moved slightly, wanting to come out of the bamboo forest, but after hesitating for a moment, he held back. After pondering for a long time, he said slowly: "Although I am not the person you think of in your heart, I can give you what you want." ”

Zi Jingjing was silent, raised her eyes and stared into the depths of the bamboo forest for a long time, and said slowly: "I didn't understand the feelings of the end of the world and looking at each other from afar, and laughed at it as a cowardly excuse. Now this night, looking up at the bright moon again, I already know very well that there is more than a distance of thousands of miles between you and me, even if I cross 100,000 reincarnations, I still can't catch up. Perhaps the only thing we have in common is this bright moon. ”

It's a pity that it is a crescent moon, if the crescent moon is affectionate, looking down from the vast night sky without a trace, I don't know if I want to cut the two shadows together, even if they are thousands of miles apart, you can also gaze at each other.

Liang Ziye, I still miss you.

Seeing Su suddenly smiled, he quipped: "What is thousands of miles away, if you really cross the 100,000 reincarnations, you will definitely be able to catch up, why grieve?"

Zi Ning said lightly: "If Liang Ziye doesn't remember me, how can he understand? If the sky is lovely, the sky is also old, and the moon is like a hateless moon and the moon is full." There is only a crescent moon left on the moon tonight, which shows that it has hatred and resentment in its heart. Since even the moon is so bleak, let alone me, a little woman, it is appropriate to have sorrow. ”

There was a soft sound in the bamboo tree, and Jiansu couldn't hold back a smile and said, "If there is a day when the sky is affectionate and the moon is hateless, what will happen to you?"

Zi Ning wiped away the damp breath from the corners of her eyes, raised her neck and said, "There hasn't been such a day, never." ”

As far as you are concerned, I will neither do the sunrise of the past, nor do the yellow flowers of yesterday wither, if the sky is really affectionate, the moon has no hatred, I only wish you and I will always be separated by thousands of miles. In this way, in my heart, there is still a trace of beauty, the beauty of Liang Ziye.

"Zi Ning ......" Seeing Su muttering her name, as if she was very sentimental, she said after a while: "I will do my best to give you what you want!" The bamboo shadow shook violently, and the chirping of the crickets in the night was weak, and he sighed faintly: "Liang Ziye, who is it......"

The carved red lanterns reflected the swaying shadows of the trees, and the firelight shook in the wind, bleak and uneasy.

Zi Ning cautiously walked to the rockery, saw Su's figure slightly lower, looked a little lonely, and said lightly: "The sky is lovesick to the bright moon, don't regret to take the person in front of you." Then the depths of the bamboo bush shook, and the fiery red shadow flickered and disappeared like light smoke, and the bamboo forest returned to silence.

Zi Ning stayed for a moment, her cold fingertips touching the hard green bamboo skin, and the thin horizontal lines on the bamboo trunk stretched out in the moonlight.

She carried her skirt and walked over with a stumbling stumbling over, picked up a satin pouch on the rockery, and opened it to reveal the contents of two silk silk bags.

Open it and take a closer look, a piece of silk silk wrapped in sweet glutinous cake and candied fruit stained with osmanthus nectar powder, but there is also a piece of silk silk, which seems to have some words written.

Spread out the fragrant cake and candied fruit, it is the candied fruit of half of the autumn dates, honey, red dates, autumn chrysanthemum nectar, peach blossom nectar, rose honey, all kinds of sweet and silky smells come out.

Zining is good at food, this autumn date candied fruit is a rare good thing, the black candied fruit is moist, and a faint aroma of nectar comes to the nose. I couldn't help but pinch one with my fingers, slowly put it in my mouth, and gently sipped it twice, and suddenly a sweet taste welled up with tears.

Holding back the fluctuating emotions, his fingers slowly unfolded the silk silk, and looked carefully at the firelight of the lantern, the thick honey fragrance on the silk was wafting, reflecting the crystal shining ink-colored handwriting, and the strokes were very handsome. The face is easy to grow old, floating in the world, willing to be single-minded, never give up. ”

Zi Ning held the silk silk in his hand, and was stunned in a daze, "Since he doesn't admit that it's Liang Ziye, why does he write these things?" Sure enough, he is no longer a good person, talking sweetly, asking for a woman's heart, a shameless big pervert!" The corners of his eyes trembled violently twice, and he bit his lip tightly, both disappointed and angry.

Suddenly, there was the sound of squirming footsteps behind her, Zi Ning came back to her senses, turned her head sharply to look, and saw a strange girl holding a glass palace lamp, standing on the edge of the bamboo forest.

When the girl saw her, she was also a little surprised, looked at her in a daze, and smiled for a moment: "I couldn't sleep well tonight, I just woke up, thinking about blowing a sheng song to dissipate sullenness, and I was afraid of disturbing others, so I came to the bamboo forest of the ** courtyard." It's quiet and uninhabited. ”

Zi Ning smiled slightly and said, "It's really quiet here. ”

When the girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, her bright eyes turned and she looked at her and said, "If I disturbed the girl's purity, I hope to forgive me." He bent down slightly as he spoke.

Seeing that she was polite, Zi Ning hurriedly waved her hand and said, "It doesn't matter, I can't sleep either, come to this bamboo forest for a walk, smell the fragrance of bamboo leaves, and your brain will be clearer." He raised his eyes and looked her up and down, and asked, "The girl is from this Jade Zun Mansion?"

Seeing that her eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, she is well-dressed, not like a maid in the house.

The girl smiled softly: "I'm from Shushan, Qianji Xueyin, you can just call me Xueyin." "Unconsciously, I stepped into the depths of the bamboo forest, and there was a trace of coldness under the bamboo trees.

Zi Ning stared at her in a daze, and asked in surprise: "Are you a disciple of Shushan?" Qianji is the steward of the Fajiu King's Palace, do you know her?" Qianji Ruochen is also from Shushan Gate, and has the same surname as this Xue Yin.

Xue Yin nodded and smiled: "We are of the same family name, and I have seen Aunt Ruochen since I was a child." ”

Zi Ning saw that she was related to Qianji Ruochen, and she felt close to her, and said with a smile: "That's really good, I'm from the country of Fa Dove, my name is Zi Ning, and Aunt Ruochen treats me very well." ”

Although Xue Yin is not very old, she has been cultivating in Shushan all the year round, with strict door rules, rarely chatting with people, and has always been dignified and steady, meticulous. When I met Zi Ning tonight, I saw her talking and laughing, without the slightest timidity or fear of the living, and I couldn't help but be happy, and I was very willing to make friends with her.

The two sat down quietly on the rockery, Zi Ning asked Xue Yin why she came to Xiqi Kingdom, her face was slightly red, and she said for a while: "Shushan and Xiqi Yuzun...... Marriage ......"

Zi Ning suddenly realized that Xue Yin and Yu Zun had made a marriage.

Xue Yin suddenly let out a long sigh, raised her hand to stroke a green bamboo next to her, her fingers touched a layer of cold bamboo skin, there were some rough traces in the moist touch, and said quietly: "But Yuzun...... He ...... "paused for a long time, and there were a little tears in his eyes," he said that he was used to seeing Pu Liu, and if he didn't see it, he must have disliked me. ”

Zi Ning's brows furrowed, and she muttered to herself: "Pu Liu, what do you mean?" Pu Liu is a water poplar that grows on the shore, "I am used to seeing Pu Liu, and I don't see it", these eight words have a metaphorical meaning.

I think that in the old days, women called themselves "Pu Liu's posture", although it was a modest word, but the title of "Pu Liu" was definitely not a good metaphor.

Xue Yin rolled her eyes, pursed the corners of her mouth, and two tears oozed from her eyes.

Oh, she smiled faintly and bitterly, "Yuzun is handsome, I don't know how many stunning women in the world have seen, looking at my appearance, it must be the color of Pu Liu, he is dissatisfied, so he doesn't want to meet." ”

When Zi Ning heard this, she couldn't help but snort coldly: "What a romantic and handsome, but just a womanizer!" Seeing the tears in Xue Yin's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, and hurriedly persuaded her: "You don't have to be so sad, just treat that Yuzun as a demon, why shed tears for him." You are such a woman, in her prime, like a flower and jade, how can that demon be worthy of you!"

Xue Yin hurriedly raised her hand, covered her mouth in a panic, and said, "Don't say that, I...... How can you be worthy of Yuzun. ”

"Phew!" Zi Ning raised her eyebrows, and couldn't help but say angrily: "What Yuzun, if you don't see it, you won't see it, who will be rare with him." If you are a willow at the water's edge, is he a cold pine on the top of the peak? Since you are a cold pine that does not want to condescend, you should be proud to the end, and never get close to a woman! It is better to find a rock to live, the pine stone is dependent on each other, and the scenery with broken sleeves is better than the cold pine of the willow and the cold pine, and it is not worthy of being put together. ”

Xue Yin looked at Zi Ning in surprise, and suddenly laughed out loud, and said: "The pine and stone depend on each other? ”

The smile on his face slowly converged and dispersed, and he said calmly: "Puliu is a salicyl, weak and lowly in nature, and clusters are formed into piles. There are no branches, no trunks, no reeds by the water, and no grass with continuous leaves to take root. Life is full of frustration, even if the body is delicate, like crying, it is difficult to win people's love and affection......"

Before she could finish speaking, Zi Ning was already impatient, and said angrily: "Even if Pu Liu is an ugly village girl who grows up by the river, it can't hinder his eyes. If there is no willow in the world, how can those baskets, baskets, and dustpans that are tough and good-looking be braided? When he is wounded by a knife and becomes a sore, don't use the willow as medicine, and it will hurt him to death. ”

Xue Yin was shocked again, and hurriedly grabbed her and said, "You actually hate Yuzun like this, but don't curse him for being wounded by a knife, if he listens to this, you will be worried about your life." His anxious eyes glanced inside and outside the bamboo forest, and he was relieved to see that it was pitch black and quiet around him.

With her eyes closed, Zi Ning let out a long sigh in her heart, and the stuffiness in her chest couldn't be dissipated, and she said softly: "Don't talk about the worry about my life, what am I afraid of, at this moment, I even have the heart to die." Why do I hate Yuzun, it's really ridiculous, if it weren't for him...... How could I come to the Immortal Dao Realm? ”

In the silence, I heard the sound of bamboo leaves being blown out by the thin wind. Xue Yin raised her eyes to look at her, and said for a while: "I don't know what you mean." Zi Ning's face turned red, and she hurriedly covered it up: "I just said a few nonsense words because I couldn't get angry, don't take it seriously." ”

The glow in Xue Yin's eyes flowed, and she was quite admiring, and said: "I often hear that the women of the Dao clan lack knowledge, and when I talk to you tonight, I know that the rumors are not credible. He bowed his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Zi Ning, you have such an outstanding appearance, it is difficult for people not to remember, if Yuzun sees you, he will definitely like it." ”

Seeing that Zi Ning was silent, she knew that Fang Cai's words were a little abrupt, so she quickly changed the topic and said: "I saw the words written by Yuzun the day before yesterday, free and proud, and full of strong wind. If it is written by me, I am afraid that it will be a decadent appearance of weak willows and wind. Zi Ning, you may dislike Yuzun, but I am impressed by him in my heart, how can you be a womanizer with such a flying wave-like handwriting?"

Seeing that Xue Yin persuaded herself, Zi Ning sighed and said, "Whether he is a womanizer or not, it has nothing to do with me, anyway, he is not what I like." Besides, whether it is free and easy and heroic, or whether it is weak willow and supporting the wind, it is just calligraphy and handwriting, and it has nothing to do with morality. ”

Xue Yin bowed her head and said: "Just because you haven't seen the famous article written by Yuzun, that aura is unmatched." Then he turned his eyes to look into the distance, as if in reverie.

Zi Ning saw her face like a peach blossom in the dim dark light, her eyes flashed, and her complexion was crystal clear, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly: "It's a pity, it's a pity, she is so beautiful, she actually met a rotten peach blossom!"

Xue Yin stared for a long time, her eyes lit up, and she said with a smile: "Yuzun's poems and books are all brilliant people, every time I see the words he writes, there is always a feeling of being hazy and half drunk holding the qin, singing and sleeping on the couch." From time to time, the birds gather, and the flock of birds suddenly disperses, and the strokes are elegant, and the beauty is breathtaking. ”

For calligraphy appreciation, Zi Ning is not good at it, afraid of saying the wrong thing and embarrassing people, listening to Xue Yin talk endlessly, suddenly his scalp was numb, and he muttered: "What a group of birds, I don't feel it at all, there are too many birds gathered together, chattering and arguing, isn't it a mess!"

Xue Yin pursed her lips and smiled, and continued: "Yuzun's calligraphy is just that, I prefer his sheng music, it is really the best in the world!"

Turning her eyes to look at Xue Yin, Zi Ning shook her head and said, "You actually worship him like this, and even his sheng music has to be studied, no wonder you ran out in the middle of the night to play the sheng." Alas, you are disgusted by a guy who has no eyes, just as you can't find a soulmate when you listen to sheng songs. Xue Yin, Yuzun to you, is the scenery of the burning qin. Don't worry, one day, that rotten peach blossom will regret it!"

Seeing that she was incoherent, Xue Yin didn't care about rebuttal, only smiled slightly, and suddenly asked, "Have you heard of Ji Shi Qixiang?" Zi Ning was slightly stunned, and thought: "What is the seven, do you make seven times, who is idle and has nothing to do, what do you do with?"

I only heard Xue Yin say in a leisurely voice: "There was once a master of playing the sheng in the immortal world named Ji Shi, who turned the sound of the sheng into a sound attack force, and was invincible on the battlefield. He has composed seven sheng songs, collectively known as 'Ji Shi Seven Alleys', which can be called outstanding and no one can imitate them. ”

Zi Ning shook her head, looked at Xue Yin, and said a little depressed: "I used to be a maid in the dining room, and I have never heard these tunes. You know how to play sheng songs, do you know how to blow this...... What's the mess?"

Xue Yin's expression suddenly darkened, sighed deeply, shook her head and said: "This Ji Shi Qi Lane has a heroic generosity, and women can't blow the charm in it. Although there are many men in the immortal realm who understand Sheng, they have never seen anyone blow the voice of Ji Shi's heart. Yuzun is proficient in sheng music, if Xue Yin is lucky enough to hear the true sound of Ji Shi Qilong, she will have no regrets in this life. The voice is faint, as if pouring out the pain of lovesickness.

Zi Ning suddenly understood, it turned out that the person Xue Yin was thinking about was still Yuzun, and she turned her eyes and grinned: "How can Yuzun be compared to, as talented as, what is his resemblance? You don't have to be sad, when I learn to play that sheng song one day, I will definitely mess around for you, but your wishes." ”

Xue Yin couldn't help but "giggle" and laugh, seeing that what she said was very interesting, she couldn't help but be attracted and tilted her head to look at her without turning her eyes.

Zi Ning also tilted her head to look back at her, and sighed: "Xue Yin, you are such a talented and beautiful woman, if I were a man, I would definitely have to compete with Yuzun!" Xue Yin heard this, and covered her mouth and smiled again, and the faint worry in her heart had already dissipated.

After laughing for a while, Xue Yin raised her hand and "swished", and there was a Xuan-colored Gusheng in her arms, and a row of two-color green tassels with gold threads hung down. Raising his hand and holding the ancient sheng to his mouth, a melodious and intoxicating sheng song suddenly rose slowly, lingering in the bamboo forest.

The high-pitched and desolate sheng song swayed out of the bamboo forest, and a bird of a tree suddenly flew in the darkness. ————