The night was dark, and a little light came out of the small building by the pond.

In the small building of Yanyu Building, there is a girl from Xiaolou, which everyone knows. After Miss Xuanxuan disappeared a few years ago, the fifth small building was moved in, and not many people like to live in the dead house, and the fifth small building doesn't care.

There was a broken lamp in the small building, and there were two women. Mother Li and the fifth small building.

Mother Li looked at the fifth small building gently, just like looking at her own daughter, she reached out and stroked the fifth small building's face, and said softly: "Our small building has finally grown up." ”

Many new girls will be moved by Li's mother's acting skills, but the fifth small building will not, a long time ago she was able to see through the true intention of Li's mother's hypocritical expression.

But the play still has to accompany the act, so she squeezed out two tears with a hint of crying: "My daughter is reluctant to mother." ”

She suddenly wanted to kill Mother Li with a sword. But reason told her that her swordsmanship had not yet been practiced, and the plan had not been completed, and Li's mother was also an indispensable part of the plan.

So, the hand that drew the sword suddenly stopped, and took Li's mother's hand.

Mother Li also squeezed out two lines of tears, and sobbed: "In the future, if Xiaolou arrives in the palace, don't forget your mother." ”

Women will always grow old, and men will always like young and beautiful women. The concubines in Emperor Yueming's harem have already exceeded three hundred, and half of the rooms in the palace are for his concubines. But he is not satisfied, and every year more young women are recruited across the country.

As soon as I wanted to sleep, someone gave me a pillow, and that's probably what he said. As soon as she was thinking about how to sneak into the palace, someone wanted to send her in, and when she heard the news that she was going to enter the palace, she immediately agreed.

Fifth Xiaolou wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "My daughter's life was given by her mother, how could she forget her mother." ”

Mother Li nodded and hugged her in her arms again, crying heartbreakingly. The fifth Xiaolou was stunned, compared with an old drama like Mother Li, she was obviously much immature, and she only squeezed out a few tears after holding it for a long time, and she couldn't cry out of her life.

Mother Li didn't care about her strange appearance, and said a few more words, leaving a date and leaving. Fifth Xiaolou estimated that she herself felt that she couldn't go on.

The deadline is half a year later, on the second day of the lunar month.

That night, the fifth Xiaolou thought a lot in bed. She didn't know if she could kill the emperor, and she didn't know if she could get out of the palace alive after killing the emperor. If there is this possibility, she really wants to go to Da Zhou to see what the rivers and lakes of Da Zhou are like, and she really wants to experience the martial arts world that she only saw in novels in her previous life.

Is it really as the author wrote, swinging and chic and free. She really wanted to know.

In the last autumn, the full moon is in the sky, and the wind blows in the woods.

Konoha Xiao Xiao.

The fifth small building was dressed in a strong suit and held a sword in his left hand, and he stood in the woods like this, as if he was one with the night.

And another wind blew, and the sword was unsheathed.

She began to move, quickly but gracefully. It's like the wind, but it's more beautiful than the wind.

She draws her sword quickly, faster than the wind. It stabbed out from the most inexplicable position, and when it reached the end, there was a sudden and most incredible change. The leaves that had just landed were suddenly carried into the air by an inexplicable gust of wind.

I only heard a 'bang', and all the leaves in the air were immediately crushed by the wind-like sword qi, turning into a pile of scum and drifting away with the wind.

Who can resist when the wind blows, and who can know where the wind is blowing from?

It was a long time before she slowly opened her eyes and exhaled softly.

"The sword will teach you how to do it. Aji's words are true, very true.

It only took half a year to be able to practice martial arts to this level, and the fifth Xiaolou didn't know if it was because his talent was too good, or if Aji's sword was too strong, or both.

Sen Han's sword body was like a pool of autumn water reflected in the eyes of the fifth Xiaolou, she gently stroked the sword body, and immediately returned it to the sheath.

She could clearly feel that the sword was longing, thirsting for blood, thirsting for killing.

But what she doesn't know and don't want to know is that the sword is dead, the talent is alive, and all the love of the sword comes from people.

It was she who really craved blood.

There were footsteps in the distance, very light footsteps, but the fifth small building could hear it very clearly. She didn't intend to meet the comer, and as soon as she stepped on it, she was already flying into the air, her figure gliding through the treetops, and soon disappeared into the night.

The person has left, but the sword qi has not dispersed.

There were four people here, and there were four secret guards in the Yanyu Building.

They were originally swordsmen of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they were brothers of four, and they also practiced the four-person sword formation, and during the peak period of their strength, the names of the four of them appeared in the ninth place on the list of characters at the same time.

But it's all old in the past, in order to escape from the enemy, they fled to this Yue country, and over the years, they have been playing with women in addition to drinking.

Mother Li admires their swordsmanship and likes their character very much. They like to play with women, and the most important thing in Yanyulou is women.

As soon as the four of them stepped into the woods, Sen Han's sword qi immediately penetrated the clothes and traveled on the skin, like the cold ice of the wax moon, and the four of them couldn't help but shiver.

Ah Yi gasped and hissed, "This, what kind of swordsmanship?"

Ah San groaned and said, "I don't know what kind of swordsmanship this is, and I don't know which swordsman left it, I only know that he is not something that our sword formation can deal with." ”

They seldom touched their swords.

Ah Er was taken aback and said, "Could it be the Tianzi List?"

He didn't dare to say any more, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Ah Si suddenly turned around, turned his back to them, and said, "Go! ”

The other three nodded, pulled their legs and ran.

They are very interesting, and people who are interested usually live a little longer than those who are not.

November 12, winter solstice.

There are no willows on the willow bank, and there is no waning moon, and some are just a flower boat.

The earth was vast, the cold wind was like a knife, and almost everyone changed into cotton clothes, except for the fifth small building.

She was very dedicated, still wearing a blue off-the-shoulder floor-length dress, and the charcoal fire was burning in the cabin, but it was not as cold as outside.

A man who looked like a scholar knocked lightly twice on the door of the cabin, and received a response from the fifth small building, and then pushed the curtain open and entered.

When the scholar came in and saw the fifth small building, his eyes immediately became gentle and pity, he walked quickly to the fifth small building, took off the feathers on his body, and tied them tightly to the fifth small building.

The fifth Xiaolou knelt in front of the desk, bowed to the scholar, and said softly: "Yun Gongzi has a heart." ”

Yun Pei is the scholar who paid for the fifth small building at the beginning, and his poems are well written and his characters are even better.

Unlike other people who like to chant poems as soon as they get on the boat, he likes to talk about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and the fifth Xiaolou also likes to listen to the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and he brings the annual chronicles of the rivers and lakes. Last year's Jianghu Chronicle had already been rotted by her, and she could recite the list of heaven and earth and anecdotes of the rivers and lakes.

This time, he brought the latest issue of 'Jianghu Zhi', which was wrapped in a silk scarf and hidden in his arms, with residual warmth in his hands.

The fifth Xiaolou immediately smiled when he saw the book, smiled very happily, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and then he couldn't wait to turn a few pages.

Yun Pei likes to look at the fifth small building, and prefers to look at her and smile. She smiled, and he laughed with him, with endless tenderness and affection in his eyes.

A cold wind blew again, and he suddenly woke up, as if a person in a sweet dream had suddenly been woken up, and the feelings in his eyes turned into pain and anger again.

Yun Pei exhaled lightly and said in a trembling voice, "You will enter the palace in a few days?"

The fifth Xiaolou was stunned for a moment, hung his head and didn't dare to look at him, and said softly: "It's twenty days." ”

Her emotional intelligence is not low, and she can see Yunpei's feelings for her at a glance. It's just that she doesn't dare to accept this feeling, and she really can't accept this feeling at all.

Yun Pei suddenly took her hand, raised her head, stared at her eyes again, and said, "Shall we go?" Go to a place where no one knows, just the two of us. ”

It's silly to read a book. The fifth Xiaolou immediately withdrew his hand, squeezed out a smile and said, "Yun Gongzi said that he was laughing." ”

Yun Pei seemed to have expected this to be the case, and with ridicule in his words, he said: "Yes, I am just a scholar, but I am the emperor." How can I compare to others? Suddenly, he became angry again, stood up and slammed the porcelain cup in his hand on the ground, and roared: "But have you ever thought that the emperor Lao'er has hundreds of concubines, who are more beautiful than you and better than you." But what about me, I am the only one with you, and I will always be the only one. Eventually, the voice slowly became quieter and became a sob.

The fifth Xiaolou took out a porcelain cup again, poured it full of wine, and said: "The concubine is just a Qinglou woman, helpless, and can only go with the flow and resign herself to fate." ”

She has seen a lot of such people, whether it is in the news of her previous life or in Fengyalu. The former is written realistically, but also ugly. The latter is very beautifully written, but also very ignorant. But both have two things in common, pathetic and very ridiculous.

Fifth Xiaolou believes that Yun Pei has seen no less Feng Yalu than himself, but he has definitely not read the news or read online comments.

Yun Pei suddenly stopped making a sound, and sat down without saying a word, without any expression on his face. He drank the wine that had just been poured in front of him, and it didn't seem to be enjoyable, so he directly snatched the wine jug in the hand of the fifth Xiaolou into his hand, and poured the spout to his throat directly.

A pot of wine quickly bottomed out, and he put the jug still on the ground and looked at the fifth small building defiantly. The fifth Xiaolou did not speak, only placed a new pot of wine in front of him.

Yun Pei was stunned, and his expression became very exciting, but in the end, he still didn't make up his mind to have another pot, so he said again: "Xiaolou, I swear"

The fifth Xiaolou looked at the door curtain and interrupted: "Yun Gongzi is drunk." ”

The meaning of her words was written on her face, and she was about to send off the guest.

Yun Pei immediately laughed and laughed wildly: "Drunk, I'm drunk!"

There was madness in his eyes, and his steps were a little vain. Suddenly rushed towards the fifth small building, the fifth small building frowned, and a hand knife slashed at Yun Pei's neck. Yun Pei rolled his eyes, and immediately lay on the desk and stopped moving, and a pot of good wine was knocked over by him to the ground.

The fifth small building only felt a little pity, a pot of good wine was wasted.

She sighed and draped the big hat on Yun Pei's body again, and shouted, "Xiaohuan, send off." ”

The small ring outside the cabin answered and called the rowing wrestlers to slip out of Yun Peiti and throw it directly on the bow of the boat.

It was cold outside the cabin, and Yun Pei's heart was even colder. Giving birth to hatred from love is a very simple matter, sometimes so simple that it only takes a few words and a thought.

Before the boat could reach Yunpei, it jumped out and staggered to the shore.

In his eyes, there was only resentment.