Phoenix and Afang

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At that time, the age was still good, you once listened to me play a song "Peach Blossom Criminal", and the time in the sycamore color was lacking. And now, on the string of acacia, after all, the three lives and three lives have been broken, and the wind and flowers are snowy.

【1】

I will never forget the way my father brought him back that day.

It was when I was very young, when the drizzle was wet on the umbrella surface, and the father and emperor wore a black cloak and carried him back, with a tired color between his eyebrows, but staring at me, and the words were clear: "Qinghe, he will be your brother from now on." ”

I was shy, and I looked down at the little boy, who was born extremely beautiful, with a delicate face but did not hide his delicate features, a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, an extremely gorgeous appearance, and he was born with a three-point resemblance to me. I raised my head in a hurry, and the father nodded at me: "His surname is Murong Rong, and he is silent." ”

【2】

It was so long ago that I almost forgot to have such a younger brother, and occasionally I could hear rumors about him, but I lived alone in the deep palace, but I had never seen him.

Going out to the Royal Garden to learn a new song, it was September, the stone garlic flowers bloomed, like blood with a little sadness, the tip of the toes, the breeze was lonely, and a little sadly said to the son-in-law: "But there is no "Peach Blossom Criminal". This dance, it is necessary to have "Peach Blossom Offender" to reconcile is good. ”

The words did not fall, but there was the sound of branches and leaves, Huo Ran looked back, only to see the little teenager coming with flowers and willows. Rong looks like a child in jade bricks, carved in jade, so beautiful that it seems to amaze the entire dynasty. I could tell the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows and called out his little words: "Fenghuang Huang." ”

Murong Chong's small characters were for Emperor Fenghuang, and there was no one in the Yan Dynasty who could afford such a name as he did. I silently told myself that this was the King of Zhongshan, my own brother, who was crowned king two months after his birth, and when he was less than ten years old, he was also crowned as the Grand Sima and looked up at the whole dynasty, and his father was extremely fond of him, and he would personally support him.

Bit and dragon phoenix, invincible. This is the story that Murong Chong should have.

Such a long thing should be forgotten, my only brother died shortly after birth, and all I could do as a teenager was to honor him and stay away from him. However, before such a bright color, all thoughts were interrupted, and he took a step back, he leaned over and said, "Imperial Sister." ”

The petals rolled under my feet, and I nodded, spoke a few words to him alienatedly, and he resigned. I just felt cold sweat dripping down, and the hairpin that had been plucked from my hair fell to the ground and snapped in two.

Two more people opened the apricot blossom tips and walked over, and the person in front of them was in a graceful posture, and it was Murong Chui who was busy saluting: "Uncle Five Emperors." And the man behind him looked handsome, although he did not have Murong Chong's style, but he also had a kind of man's handsomeness. His eyes were deep, and when he came up, I was startled, and I took a step back, and he picked up the two hairpins and handed them to me.

He smiled, "How could the girl be so careless?" ”

Murong Chui laughed, "This is Princess Qinghe." ”

The man jerked at me, his gaze unfathomable, and I openly met his gaze.

After a long time, he smiled: "I am confused." Then he took a step back and bowed, "Princess Qinghe." ”

I bowed my head slightly, wrapped the hairpin into my sleeve, turned and walked, walking in a windy manner. The man's eyes were very unpleasant, so imperial, I don't know why the emperor uncle brought him.

Walking to a small lake before stopping, I took a deep breath, the autumn wind was cold, the faint flute sounded impressively, the voice was clear, and I suddenly looked back, only to see the little boy sitting on the white stone, his eyelashes hanging slightly, and his face was as picturesque as ever.

I paused and said, "Why are you here?" ”

He smiled: "I was going far away, but when I heard the noise, I came back to look at it, and when I saw that the Imperial Sister was fine, I played the flute on the side." He paused again and furrowed his brows, "I just didn't expect it to be so difficult." ”

I finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, the Great Yan Dynasty Prince Bow Horse was skilled, murong Chong was even eight years old to accept the position of general of the cheri, but this music was ultimately not good. I reached over the flute and pressed my fingers to the hole.

The flute sound broke dawn, startling several birds to flutter their wings and fly to the sky, gently clear. At the end of the song, he looked at me, the glass eyes did not blink, I could not help but blush slightly: "Don't look at me like this, this I have learned since I was a child, you can blow out, it is already very good." ”

He smiled, the corners of his eyes bent: "I was thinking, Imperial Sister is really beautiful." ”

My face burned and I whispered, "How can you be so nasty and say such a frivolous thing?" ”

Murong Chong also whispered, "When I say such a thing, I am naturally sincere, and the Imperial Sister is naturally born to be extremely good-looking." ”

Since then, he and I have become closer and closer, and occasionally come to sit in my palace for a while, read books and then go to sleep, and the osmanthus flowers have fallen. We went to the palace feast together, and when we appeared, the sound of inhalation was continuous, and he smiled and talked to me sideways, cinnabar enchanting and radiant.

I saw the man again at the palace banquet.

He was still sitting with Murong Chui, the two of them were talking, only when I appeared, he raised his eyes to look at me, smiled slightly, and then moved his gaze to the Fenghuang, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but it was different from the deep gaze when he first saw me, and he supported his jaw a little confusedly.

The emperor suddenly smiled, and somehow brought the topic to me: "Qinghe is already fourteen years old, and she has grown into a big girl who can marry." This is a subtle statement, but I already know what it means.

Emperor Fenghuang's face changed, and Lang Lang laughed loudly: "Imperial Sister is so beautiful, where is there anyone in the DPRK who deserves it?" Agan is willing, I am not willing to marry the imperial sister to a common man, and she is buried in vain. ”

The man also laughed: "The sister and brother of the Zhongshan King have a deep affection, which is really very good, but if you delay the lifelong event of Princess Qinghe, the princess is afraid that she will not be dependent." ”

I raised my eyes, smiled, and reached out to hold the hand of the Fenghuang Emperor: "There is no sweetheart in this palace, and there are outstanding courtiers in the DPRK, where there is a better than the Fenghuang Emperor." ”

This topic was hurriedly brought over, and the man gave a few instructions to the attendant behind him, and then someone presented me with a jasper hairpin: "Please also ask Princess Qinghe not to be abandoned." ”

How can it be disliked? Such an aqueous carving can also be regarded as a unique treasure, and the man on the table looked sharply, and I had to accept it, and smiled hastily: "Please thank you for the master of the house." Fingers clutching the jasper hairpin, he stood up a little confused.

The night was as cold as the wind, some people also came out, their eyebrows were heroic, far less than the Fenghuang Emperor,but the sharpness was not available to the Fenghuang, and I whispered, "What do you mean by this?" ”

He laughed softly: "We originally have a word called love at first sight. The princess is full of poetry books and should know. He reached out and stroked my bun, "It will always make you willingly put it on." ”

I took a step back, did not speak, turned back to the table, the Feng Emperor was drinking alone, I took off his wine glass, was about to speak, suddenly, Murong Got up and bowed to the emperor: "Your Majesty, please go out on the expedition." ”

【3】

The days that followed were like a dream, caught off guard by breaking through the dying dynasty.

Murong Chui suddenly rebelled, and Jian Jian led the Qin army to attack the city of Dayan with lightning speed. At this time, none of the talented ministers in the imperial capital were in the imperial capital, and the only one who remained in the imperial capital was a phoenix emperor, and when the others returned, they had already returned to heaven and lacked skills.

The Great Yan Dynasty thus perished.

Murong Chong held my hand tightly, and a fight was bloodied, and the imperial dynasty changed, and it was already a man-made knife tricking me into fish meat.

I was tied with my hands and sent to the Great Qin Palace as a trophy, my shoulders trembled irrepressibly, and my heart was filled with despair.

I lowered my head and listened to the laughter of the palace people next to me: "It is rumored that the Princess of Qinghe of Northern Yan is beautiful, and it is true that it is true, and today I saw that I really saw pity, but such a posture is not reduced to such a fate." ”

A few teardrops fell on the thick carpet, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace, and someone stroked my bun, and his voice was thick and smiling: "Why didn't you wear the hairpin I sent you?" ”

I looked up.

Jian Jian!

It turned out that he was Jian Jian, and Murong Chui's rebellion was indeed premeditated early on!

He was looking at me with a smile and a groan. I pounced on him, just trying to bite his flesh, and he already said lightly, "The widows of the Northern Yan royal family, as well as the lives of your brother Murong Chong, are still in my hands." ”

I stared at him deadly, and he comfortably leaned on the large bed behind him, patted me, and gently called to me: "Qinghe, come here." ”

It was a nightmare that I never wanted to remember again in my life, the skin and flesh were torn apart, the despair made the whole body ashamed and crazy, the arms hanging weakly to the side, like jade stiffness, everything was alive, I felt like a blanket, being tossed over and over. The head is buried in the pillow, and the coolness is emitted from the body to the heart.

The morning light was as fine as the glaze, and it was thinly paved, and I was motionless. The man got up satisfied, summoned the palace people to serve, and snorted lazily: "How about letting your brother enter the palace to take care of you?" ”

What can I do? Let him see his imperial sister being so humiliated, see all the hardships after the fall of the country, and see the shame that I don't want to be known the most? I laughed lowly, but if he did not enter the palace, I was afraid that the humiliation he would be more severe outside, and I knew exactly what kind of treatment he would receive after the fall of the country. How could he bear that kind of mentality?

I heard myself reply with great indifference, "Thank you Lord Long." ”

I saw him again. Everything has changed dramatically.

He stepped on the Hundred Mile Red Lotus of the Changxin Palace Road, and his clothes were like the wind, and his face was like jade. Dressed in a goose-yellow palace costume, I stood quietly, as if I had waited for a very long time.

He finally touched my cheek, and his fingers were cold: "Imperial Sister, why is your face so pale?" ”

He was taken to the palace at the age of twelve, but over the years I was able to see him only in this year, and I was locked up in the palace for many years, almost reduced to a single person. I finally couldn't help but throw myself into his arms, he was much taller, his face was a hundred times better than when he was young, this was my only relative. I rested my head on his shoulder and finally couldn't help but cry out in a very low voice.

Murong Chong was shocked and tightly wrapped me in his arms, his voice with suppressed rage: "Imperial Sister, what did he do to you?" What did he do to you? ”

I shook my head violently and cried, "Don't ask, Fenghuang, don't ask." ”

He was silent, calling me over and over again: "Imperial Sister, Imperial Sister..."

My face rubbed against his clothes, and then I smiled and said, "Finally meet, don't mention anything sad, I'll take you around my palace." ”

Murong Chong nodded and obediently asked me to hold his hand. The world is desolate, everything is different from the past, but fortunately, there are always people snuggling up to keep warm. This is my brother, and I'm going to protect him.

There are countless treasures of jade and countless treasures, he said lightly: "I heard that the palace people zhi Jian only favored the imperial sister, and put the harem three thousand beautiful women like dust, and it was indeed true." My body stiffened, and he immediately stopped and said remorsefully, "I am not right, mentioning the sadness of the imperial sister." ”

I smiled and made a casual gesture: "It was also a fact, so what is the need to cover up?" The fingers trembled involuntarily.

Murong Chong did not speak, but held my hand tighter.

【4】

Since the Arrival of the Fenghuang Emperor, I have gotten much better, although my body is still weak, but I have already had some spirits.

I taught him to play Peach Blossom Prisoner, with his fingers plucking the strings, so that he could meditate.

Although I had nothing to do after the fall of the country, I knew that he must not let go of his heart, and sometimes he slept in the night, and he could feel the hatred in his heart. He hugged me and gritted his teeth, "Imperial Sister, if Great Yan didn't perish, you wouldn't have fallen into such a miserable situation." ”

I would often touch his head: "Sleep." ”

As I was talking, there were footsteps sounding, Jian Jian came into the door, I froze, I couldn't help but play the wrong sound, Murong Chong Huo Ran got up, blocked me behind, I stood up, smiled, and said: "Why did Your Majesty come here?" ”

Jian Jian's footsteps were slow, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much." Fingers touched the jasper hairpin on my bun and smiled softly, "Qinghe is indeed very well-behaved." ”

I smiled, looked at the pattern of my own clothes, and said lightly to Murong Chong: "Emperor Feng, you go out first." ”

He looked at me with a fierce look: "Imperial Sister! ”

"Get out!" I gave a low sigh, and then softened my tone again, "Fenghuang, go out." ”

Murong Chong was quiet, and only then did he stoop out, and his indissoluble posture of the jade tree was a magnificent one. I watched him go out, only to see Jian Jian's eyes also have an appreciative look: "Worthy of being the first person to fall into the country." ”

Fingers struck again, and the strings made a mournful sound. He turned his head to look at me, and I tried to keep my voice as soft as possible: "Your Majesty is tired?" ”

He smiled and reached out to touch my cheek: "As long as you obey, what am I not going to agree to you?" ”

Looking back on the past, it was like a lifetime.

The eyes were a little confused lying on the bed, the palace people pushed open a corner of the window, in March roses will bloom all over the wall, is such a tragic color, it has been used to things, but the Phoenix Emperor came, he felt dirty.

Jian Jian personally brought water over, and I raised an eyebrow and smiled: "How can I bother Your Majesty?" ”

He laughed softly: "You and I husband and wife, what is there to be tired of, what do you do in this way?" ”

I lifted my face and smiled at him: "Your Majesty, is Qinghe obedient?" Qinghe is so obedient, His Majesty should only like Qinghe. ”

He paused, then suddenly pushed me on my back on the bed, panting, my long hair draped over my naked body, and a soft smile at the corners of my mouth.

The next day, Emperor Feng came to visit and looked at me with a heavy gaze, and I hurriedly ordered the palace maid to give me a seat, but he waved his hand and retreated: "Imperial Sister, the spirit of the early morning is so good." ”

I paused.

He said softly, "Imperial Sister, Jian Jian is the enemy of you and me, you will not forget, right?" ”

I laughed quietly, "What do you do with all this early in the morning?" I instructed the people to boil clear tea. Saying that he reached out and pulled him, he did not move, and his voice said coldly: "Imperial Sister, he is the enemy of you and me, you will not... Got your heart set on him, right? ”

I shuddered, and Huo Ran looked up. He had already pinned me against the wall, with amazing strength, and his eyes were full of hatred: "Imperial Sister, you actually moved your heart to him!" ”

I whispered, "No, don't think about it." ”

He snapped, "Then why did you make such a gesture, so charming?" You also let him like only you alone, you... You..."

I let out a bang in my head, my body slid down the wall, the most unbearable posture appeared in front of him, I hardly knew what to do, only bit my lower lip deadly, tears fell, curled up, and trembled violently: "You -"

Murong Chong knew that he had lost his word, his lips fluttered, and he said with some regret: "Imperial Sister——"

I tried my best to shrink back to prevent him from touching me, and as soon as I approached me, I looked like crazy, and he finally took my hand and said, "Imperial Sister, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Sister, calm, I believe in you, I believe in you. ”

I looked up at his handsome face, stunned for a long time, and finally threw myself into his arms, tears pouring down, crying until my throat could no longer make a sound.

【5】

After bathing, I put on a white coat and walked out, barefoot like jade, long hair draped over my shoulders, and I felt a little lonely. Suddenly, someone heard a report that Murong Chong had arrived. Startled, I whispered, "Then I told him that I had slept." ”

"The Imperial Sister has just woken up, and there is no reason to sleep again." The voice was gentle, and he was also wearing a white, lining the posture and looking beautiful, "Why did the imperial sister come out without wearing shoes?" ”

I was shocked: "How did you break in without permission?" ”

Murong Chong smiled and said, "I'm afraid that if I disturb the Imperial Sister's rest, I will make them unnecessary to report it." Immediately his eyes wandered, and if he glanced at the maid, the palace man immediately blushed and retreated.

But I was scared, and I hadn't reacted yet, and the child with the pink makeup had now grown into such a man, smiling at all beings.

Murong Chong took his shoes by himself, held up one of my feet, and suddenly stunned, my face turned red, and I snorted for half a moment or did not make a sound, and let him put on my shoes. Such a humble attitude is still full of grace in him.

"All right." Murong Chong smiled, "I'm afraid I'll catch a cold when I don't wear shoes." Then he rushed forward, "I can finally play Peach Blossom Criminal!" Imperial sister, I played it to you, and I can finally dance with you. ”

Something so far away, it turned out he remembered.

I smiled and said, "Good. ”

My brother, where he walked, everyone bowed their heads, and under the grace they all stared at each other, and they looked at each other in a daze, but they were willing to learn for me a piano song that he was not good at. After two drinks, he poured a glass of wine and swung the piano under the peach blossom tree.

The north is desolate, forced to move to Yecheng, the royal family is forbidden, the palace is lonely, we are the only relatives.

Israel treated others and wreaked havoc on the court. I thought slowly, spinning and dancing, the peach blossoms falling, the fragrance was faint, there was a slight wetness in the eyelashes, and I turned around and annihilated. I danced under the peach blossom tree, and he stroked the piano with his eyelashes down.

I sobbed softly, and he shed tears. This other hometown, this desolate state of mind.

My head was almost dizzy, and after the dance, I didn't hear that the sound of the piano had stopped, and I turned back violently.

At that moment, my lips rubbed against his, and my mind exploded, and he was a little confused, wrapped his arms around my waist, and kissed me deeply.

What does that feel like? My body was so numb that I was almost paralyzed, and even my toes were slightly curled up, mixed with a touch of pain, and I couldn't breathe or think, and I was a little confused. The speed of the beating in my chest even I couldn't believe it, it was like a drunken taste, dizzy, but not sad, just shy.

For a long time, he let go of me, and both of them were blushing like a xia, and he pressed his forehead against my forehead and said softly: "Imperial Sister, I am so happy, but I am so angry, you are my sister." ”

【6】

When Jian Jian visited at night, his face was very ugly.

After a night of suffering, covered in blood, I struggled desperately until he tied my hands to the top of my head.

"I never liked him looking at you, but I didn't expect him to dare to do such a thing." He gritted his teeth and sneered, "The Murong family is indeed a bunch of beasts, and sisters and brothers have done such things as incest!" ”

I was horrified, my cheeks involuntarily red, but I gritted my teeth and ignored them until dawn.

As soon as the morning light appeared, he got up and left. I closed my eyes, humiliated and rushed up to my eyes, my body aching so much that I could hardly move.

The sky illuminated my face in all directions, but it did not illuminate my state of mind.

After a while, a strange sound gradually came from the harem, and along with my loss of favor came Murong Chong's favor, and the palace people whispered. It is not uncommon for men to say that they are pets, but are such beautiful men finally falling here? Some people lamented, some laughed, and I was silent.

I just don't understand.

Jian Jian's exclusive favor for him was almost unbelievable, and he poured out the world to please him. I had already confirmed this from the Fenghuang Side, and the palace people did not dare to slacken off in his face, but I became thinner and thinner, as if the old man had harmed the old cold, and the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow gradually spread.

I often heard the palace people talk about how much Jian Jian spoiled him.

The millions of sycamores in the Qin Palace were planted for him alone, and the green shade was everywhere, and he smiled and smiled, and he had already poured out the whole world.

He came to see me once, and the two of them were embarrassed to be silent for a moment, and I looked at him in disbelief and asked my own question in a low voice--he was supposed to kill himself the day after he accepted the favor, and he would never endure humiliation and steal life like me, but he did not, but instead seduced Junshang and made all kinds of exceptions.

When I asked him, he smiled and rebuked the palace people: "Imperial Sister, if Jian Jian can really do such a calamity for me, what will happen to Wang Cheng xiang of Wen Tao Wuluo?" He will persuade him to kill me, but even if he hinders you, he will never kill me, and he will certainly let me go. His eyes were filled with affection, "Imperial Sister, I will take you home." ”

Light flowed into his eyes, and his eyes were pitch black, unable to reflect half a point of light.

He was reborn from that day.

Murong Chong said quietly, "Imperial Sister, I will take you home and marry you to someone you really like, don't suffer this humiliation." ”

I was stunned, involuntarily remembering the kiss that day, and said lowly, "Then you-"

He looked out the window, the sky was dark and inexplicable, and the desolation filled his heart: "I am not done, I am not worthy." ”

I was silent for a long time, and suddenly I said, "If there really is such a day... You don't have to worry about me. I looked into his eyes, "I'm not your sister... There really will come a time when you can kill me. ”

I knew I was going to be a liability to him.

He jerked his eyes up and looked at me in disbelief. I turned pale and laughed shortly and urgently: "It's a very long time ago, I was only three years old when you were brought back." My father was jealous of your father and killed your whole family, and your mother killed herself for this, leaving you who was only one year old. The Father and Emperor brought you back, and at that time there was a little prince in the palace, and you became him. ”

Murong Chong's face turned pale, "Imperial Sister, don't lie to me like this..."

I raised an eyebrow, reached out and pulled out the hairpin and cut my palm, and the blood poured down: "Then how about blood and confess your relatives?" ”

He suddenly pulled a piece of clothing from his clothes to wrap my hand, and after seriously tying the knot, he said lowly: "Imperial Sister, you must not deceive me, I will not believe it." ”

He looked at me silently for a long time, pale, and turned away.

【7】

The will came very quickly, and Murong Chong was made the Taishou of Pingyang, which caused another uproar, but the purpose of the chancellor had been achieved, and there was no beak about it.

When Murong Chong left, it was the early summer, the tung flowers had already bloomed, I sent him out, the ceremony was solemn, it seemed that the emperor was traveling, the white flowers rolled down to his feet, and the 100,000 sycamores planted for him were poured green, he was still white, but in the bones revealed the ultimate brilliance. I climbed down the stairs, my clothes fluttering.

Murong Chong lost a few points and smiled when he saw me: "Imperial Sister." ”

My lips moved, and I was about to open my mouth, when he was already speaking, and his voice was slightly tired: "Imperial Sister, I can't hate you." I think about it a lot these days, but I can't hate you. What you say, I don't want to believe, even though I know that's the truth. ”

He put something into my palm: "You're going to wait for me, I'll pick you up and take you home." ”

Home, what a soft word.

His back was far away and could no longer be seen. I opened my palm, which was originally a handkerchief embroidered with the phoenix emperor flying, but I crouched down and cried.

I know that this separation is probably a lifetime of never seeing each other again.

Jian Jian accepted Mrs. Zhang, and since then he has become more and more snubbed to me, and occasionally the charcoal fire is not available, and I cough low. In the old days, when I was in the Yan Dynasty, I sneezed, three or four imperial doctors stood by the edge of the bed, and the peerless teenager held my hand...

It's a very old story.

When Wang Died, Murong Chong raised 20,000 troops and killed them all the way, murong Chui also rebelled, and Murong Qiang was so angry that he slammed the tea bowl and cursed the humble people wolf heart and dog lungs. My life was even more difficult, but since there was no edict to die, I was able to survive despite the white eyes and cold words of the palace people.

Not long after, emperor Murong Wei invited Jian Jian to pass through the palace in the name of marrying a relative, and Jian Jian went happily, but was assassinated, but only pierced his shoulder. Furious, Jian Jian slaughtered the humble people in the city.

When I heard the news, my body shook. The man came in the rain, his body desolate, the drizzle like an arc, the rising rain like a hazy veil, I looked up at him wearily, stood up, and saluted.

It was Jian Jian, who had not appeared for a long time, who was staring at me like that, and suddenly a sword stabbed at me.

I closed my eyes.

With unimaginable pain, the sword pierced through the shoulder, I groaned, and blood gushed down. He quickly drew his sword, looked at me expressionlessly, and for a long time, laughed: "To this day, I still can't kill you." Isn't it ridiculous that you look at me like this? But I hurt a little, and you have to hurt a point. He paused, his face ugly, "I know Murong Chong likes you, but he also doesn't want to get you." ”

Before the words could be heard, some palace people rushed in in panic and knelt down: "Heavenly King, it's not good, Murong Chong has already descended on the city!" ”

He got up, took two steps, paused again, and ordered the palace people: "Come, tie her up and tie her up to the city tower." ”

The palace people answered, and I did not resist, and there was a cowhide rope tied to the wrist, deeply tightened, and the fox fur coat was draped over the body.

I know that if I can see him again, it will only be today.

Stumbling all the way up, the black pressed weapon sword shone dazzling. The wind cut through his cheeks like a sharp blade, and it hurt fiercely. I leaned over, only to see Murong Chong dressed in white and light armor, radiant, and his posture became more and more beautiful, and he was already the first person to fall into the country.

I smiled slightly, and a chill rushed into my throat, causing a violent cough.

Murong Chong spoke, his speech was clear, and his bite was clear: "Old Thief Jian Jian, don't you come down and tie your hands?" Don't wait until Chang'an is in a river of blood. ”

Jian Jian smiled and suddenly reached out and threw down my fox coat: "Feng Huang, do you remember this dress?" Do you remember the kindness between you and me? ”

I closed my eyes.

This dress was when we walked side by side in the Afang Palace, and the autumn was cold, and he draped his clothes on me and walked in a windy manner. On that day, Jian Jian pierced my shoulder, and blood flowed in this shirt, and there was still a distinct blood stain.

Today's yin and yang mistakes actually brought it out.

So far away, you can also see Murong Chong's body stiffening, his fingers trembling to touch the dress, in the extremely cold wind he closed his eyes and squeezed a sentence out of his teeth, as if trying his best: "You let her go, I retired." After saying this, he suddenly raised his head again, threw out his whip, and said sharply, "But if you dare to hurt her, I will slaughter all the hundred miles of Chang'an, and the blood will flow like a river!" ”

There was an uproar in the army, and a tear flowed from his cheek. He said that even if I die today, I will not waste this life.

Jian Jian looked over with a smirk, "I didn't expect your face to be so big." With a wave of my hand, someone from the Palace of Wisdom pushed me into the inner chamber.

I looked back frequently, hoping to see him again

I was so close to him, so close at this moment, but so far away.

【8】

Jian Jian refused him.

Murong Chong was furious and attacked Chang'an City that night, and the blood flowed into the sound of the fight.

I fidgeted, worried about whether he would be hurt.

Jian Jian closed his eyes, and Madame Zhang was said to be extremely talented and had arranged for an escape. Once the gate of Chang'an was breached, it was necessary to flee in a hurry.

With a loud bang, the gate of Chang'an City was finally breached, and the xianbei disciples rushed into the city, boiling.

Jian Jian stood up and handed me a glass of wine, his fingers trembling. He pursed his lips tightly and said with difficulty, "Qinghe, you love him." All the way around, I never thought it was him.

"What I can't get, others can't get."

I was in a bit of a trance, but soon came to my senses. I couldn't help but press my chest, where the beating was strangely serene, it turned out that there was a person here, I never knew, but fortunately today I finally woke up.

Reaching for the glass, I looked at the turquoise liquid. When this cup went down, I would never remember him again.

Remembering the day he threw the whip and swore: "If you dare to hurt her, I will slaughter all the hundred miles of Chang'an." ”

Looking up and drinking, a tear slowly flowed down, and a burning sensation spread to the internal organs, as if he and I were still young at that time, secretly drank a cup of the father's peach blossom brew, I leaned in his arms, and both of their cheeks were red.

What a wonderful old time.

But I couldn't remember anymore, and I laughed in a trance, my body weakly paralyzed on the ground.

【Epilogue】

He found her in the Afang Palace.

She was slender, her butterfly bones were thin, but her face was still smiling, as if she was asleep. His fingers trembled as he touched her beautiful cheeks.

She never woke up again.

Once upon a time, she played "Peach Blossom Offender" under the peach blossom tree, and he closed his eyes to recuperate, but there was her smile in his head.

Everyone praised him for his country, but he felt that there was no one in the world who was more beautiful than her.

Murong Chong held Qinghe in his arms, a little in a trance.

He remembered that day she had revealed her life to him, and she clearly wanted him to give up on her, but the Imperial Sister did not know that those words had actually fulfilled him.

He remembered the day when she was flattered, her fingers digging deep into her palms, the throbbing from her heart beyond words, so angry, in fact, jealousy.

Time passed, the years were quiet, and she lay on his chest as if asleep.

He finally slaughtered the city for her for three days, and the blood flowed like a river. But she didn't know it anymore, and if she did, she would frown and blame him.

He couldn't help but laugh shallowly. Everyone in the world has failed him, but she has not, has not been.

In February 386, Murong Chong was killed, and a blood-stained handkerchief was pressed against his chest, embroidered with a phoenix dazzling, and the hunt was eager to fly.

This handkerchief had also been close to the mouth of another woman's heart.

It's just a pity that in this life, he never had the opportunity to take her home again.