Drunken Exquisiteness

In Xuanyuan Fangsi Mansion, two sycamore trees in front of the courtyard were blown by the strong wind, and the branches and leaves were scattered.

Although Si Weiyun is now an extremely human minister, the mansion remains the same as before. In the early years of Emperor Yao's inventory, the courtyard was set on fire and half of the courtyard was set on fire. Emperor Hao gave him a new house but he wrote to thank him. He only renovated it and still lived here.

Today, returning from the palace to the mansion, Si Weiyun was worried. Unexpectedly, he had just stepped into the mansion gate. The butler hurried to meet him and whispered: "Master, Commander Wei has been waiting for you for a long time."

Wei Changzheng? Si Weiyun was shocked when he heard the words: "Where are the people?"

"In the West Hall."

Si Weiyun retired from his entourage, and hurried to the study room of the West Hall. When facing him, he saw Wei Changzheng light armor saber standing in front of the window.

"Sir!" Wei Changzheng didn't show much courtesy when he saw him. He just bowed his hand, "There is a will in the palace."

Si Weiyun was about to kneel, but he was blocked by him: "No, it's a secret decree, please check it yourself." He took out the secret decree and handed it over.

Si Weiyun took it with both hands and took a look. It was revealed that Huang Yun's paper, printed with Indian sand and gold dragon seal, was indeed from the imperial study room. Looking along the way, he could not help being shocked in cold sweat.

After Wei Changzheng finished reading it, he took out another secret letter with golden lacquer: "From the east of Huzhou, you will be able to reach Langzhou in at most three days. The Xuanjia Iron Guard is already waiting outside. Please take this letter quickly. Be sure to hand it over to King Zhan."

Si Weiyun's heart was already bright. In recent years, the emperor has promoted poor goalkeepers, punished corruption, served as officials, and took away the power of the nobles. The Feng family felt that a sharp blade was at its neck, and the crisis was everywhere. They didn't want to sit still, but they colluded with the imperial doctor to murder the emperor, trying to fight back and subvert the sky. Over the years, the censorship has offended countless celebrities and dignitaries, and how many people in the DPRK have hated him. Once the gentry takes power, he and Du Junshu and others will not be let go. Only then did the queen demote him to Huzhou in Wutai Hall. It was actually a real guarantee.

At this time, the emperor was seriously ill, and the Feng family was deeply rooted in the middle of Korea. What's more, there are four chief ambassadors outside Feng’s family that control the military and political power of the sixteen states. In addition to important state capitals near Tiandu, there are also Wenzhou, Jizhou, Xianzhou, and Langzhou that are in need of the Eastern Navy. Above, once there is a change, King Zhan will be caught in a precarious situation. The empress was trying to stabilize Feng's house by delaying the troops, trying to ensure the smooth progress of the East China Sea.

However, these are still in the second place. What shocked Si Weiyun the most was that the Queen, together with Feng Yanxu and Wei Snake, lifted Feng's family to the cloud with one hand, and made a decisive decision, using Feng Yan's hand to wipe out the Yin family, and then flew to King Zhan again. Secretly dispatched troops and generals, and Jian Feng pointed directly at Feng's family. Step by step, what exactly is she going to do? In the face of these, what will happen to King Cham who holds a heavy hand? Si Weiyun shuddered at the thought of this place, calmed his mind, and asked Wei Changzheng: "Is this imperial decree, or is it the empress decree?"

Wei Changzheng smiled and said, "Don't Sir Sri Lanka know the handwriting? Is it imperial decree or imperial decree, what's the difference? It shouldn't be too late, your lord will leave quickly, and I have to go to Master Du's mansion."

Si Weiyun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Please tell your mother, Si Weiyun will not insult your life!"

I don't know when it rained heavily, Qing Chen stood outside the hall, the sound of rain falling sharply in her ears.

The rain fell like a note, pouring down, splashing on the open white stone square, and the water splashed into pieces. The solemn and solemn Taisho Palace was shrouded in rain, and it was far blurred into a piece of floating golden glass.

Under the rain curtain, there was endless silence between the sky and the earth, without a trace of thought in my heart, it seemed to be washed away extremely clean by the rain. The soul stretches endlessly with the heavy rain, and almost merges with the world, every drop of rain is clear, pouring into the heart, and dripping.

The cold wind blows under the eaves, making the clothes unsteady. Yusi dropped her clothes diagonally, but she still stood still, letting the rain splash down her hair and wet her face, washing her eyes clear.

It has been many days, letting her run out of injections, Ye Tianling remained unconscious. One attack of the poison seemed to be suppressed by his own will, and never repeated, but his body had reached the limit it could bear.

Watching him fall asleep motionless, as if his soul was hollowed out and slowly filled with fear. If... she didn't dare to think about these two words, sitting on the couch alone in the middle of the night, holding his hand, she found that she had a lot to say to him. She told him bit by bit, the world in her memory, the future she yearned for, the slight sadness and joy she hid in her heart. The first meeting, the meeting again, the mutual intimacy, the deep affection, I realized that it has been nearly ten years, thousands of years have passed, the flowers are blooming and falling, and how many years are there...

He was right by his side, but he never turned his head to listen to her whispers as usual, never raised his lips to smile at her, never answered her question in such a light voice, he was so quiet that every word of her was desolate. . But only with such a statement can she dispel the fear in her heart, and she will not be swallowed by darkness alone in such a silent night. So I kept talking like this, for a while, until the dawn broke, another day.

Another day, with swords and swords in the light, tigers and wolves in the shadows, three thousand palaces and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. A day of rain, loneliness and coldness, and weak exhaustion, the slightest immersion in the bone marrow.

Qing Chen closed his eyes, fiercely inserted his fingertips into his palm, suddenly raised his eyebrows, took a big step forward, and stood directly in the rain.

"Niang Niang!" behind him came the sound of different footsteps.

Qing Chen turned around from the rain, and the confidant generals such as Mingyilou's subordinates, Wei Changzheng and Nangong Jing knelt in front of the hall. Posture, how reassuring.

"How is it?" Qing Chen slowly wiped off the cold rain on his face, walked back to the corridor, and asked quietly.

"For my mother, the Eighteen Iron Guards have escorted Master Si out of the city smoothly!"

"Mingzhi has rushed to Jizhou with a secret letter to meet His Royal Highness Li!"

"The Forbidden Army of the two cities is under control, there is no change!"

"The soldiers of the Xuanjia Army are waiting for you, ready to be dispatched!"

"At the beginning of Tang Dynasty, he personally dispatched troops out of Beijing, please rest assured that the place of Feng's house in Sizhou!"

"Okay." With a slow smile, he covered his haggard eyes, Qing Chen's voice was very calm, even cold, "Don't disturb the opponent, make sure that the East China Sea battle is intact, and you must be clean and tidy when you start."

"Yes!" A short and powerful voice fell into the rain curtain, and Mo Buping raised his head and asked: "Manny, has the emperor improved?"

Qing Chen pressed her lips tightly, her eyebrows frowned, and she said nothing. When Mo Buping saw this, he had to say some things, so he thought about it: "Should the empress plan the worst?"

Unexpectedly, Qing Chen suddenly raised his eyes, and said: "He will never have anything to do!" Her eyes were bloodshot, like sadness and hatred, and bitterness was beyond words. Mo Buping lowered his head and did not dare to look at her, let alone say anything else, just standing in front of him silently.

Qing Chen felt a tearing pain in her heart, and her body shook slightly, almost unsteady. Suddenly, Yan Xi hurriedly ran out of it, and when she got closer, she knelt on the wet ground, so excited that her voice went out of tune: " Empress! The emperor... the emperor is awake!"

Everyone was overjoyed, and Qing Chen turned back and ran to the hall. Yan Xi followed behind, and never saw the queen rushing in such a hurry. He trot all the way, stopped suddenly before following the screen, bowed his head and stepped back.

There was a curtain in the bedroom, and the room was full of medicinal fragrance and bitterness, and it was as quiet as late at night. The sound of rain outside was barely audible. Qing Chen only heard the sound of his rapid footsteps, and stopped suddenly before reaching the couch, staring at behind the cloud curtain.

Ye Tianling leaned on the pillow, half-closed his eyes, his complexion was as thin as snow, and his brows were slightly lighter than the light, light as a floating shadow, sharp as a sword's edge. He opened his eyes when he heard the sound and saw her, his lips slowly brought out a smile. Qing Chen knelt next to him, silently hugged him, pressed close to his body, and buried his face between the warm silk.

Ye Tianling strenuously raised her hand to caress her shoulder, and asked in a dumb voice: "Is it raining? Why is it soaking all over?"

Qing Chen's body trembled slightly, her throat was awkward, so many words were stuck there, but she couldn't say a word. His hands were cold, and there was no warmth in his body. She was also cold like a snowman, but she was trembling with difficulty. The skin is close to each other, and the only warmth between the hugs puffs from the heart, warming each other's cold, each other's solitude. A layer of silk tent, square inch of the world, there is no sound, only the breath of the two entangled, Ye Tianling lightly patted her back, and smiled faintly: "Don't be afraid, I am here."

His voice was muffled because of weakness, but it was so real in his ears. Qing Chen finally raised her head, staring at him, but with only one glance, tears fell before her breasts. He couldn't stop the tears, but he smiled again, his eyes were clear and clear, as soft as a spring wave, and it was almost a lesson.

Ye Tianling drew her fingertips across her cheek, frowned slightly, and said helplessly: "I'm all mothers, crying and laughing like a child, not afraid of her daughter's jokes."

Qing Chen didn't argue with him either. At this moment, he only felt that everything he said was good. He shook his hand against his face and said softly, "Fourth brother, do you feel better? Is there anything uncomfortable? "While testing his pulse condition carefully, he became more concerned, "After these few days, the toxicity has become weak, and slowly use medicine to remove the remaining poison and restore the old wounds. It will be no problem."

Ye Tianling's face was full of tiredness, but his eyes were black and bottomless, and there was a coldness looming: "What can I do with me?" He seemed to be innocent, and the sword came over, and the pain of cramping and deboning fell on these words. In, I saw disdain and arrogance. While speaking, he coughed in a low voice, but it made Qing Chen feel extremely distressed. He turned around and took the medicine, sat on the couch, took the jade spoon and gently scooped it up to his lips.

The medicine was slightly bitter, but Ye Tianling didn't care. He leaned on the pillow and looked at her quietly, with a soft smile at the corner of his mouth, and drank a spoonful of the medicine. Qing Chen held the medicine cup, raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly stopped in his gaze. Time retreated, as if returning to one night many years ago, when they first met in the mountains, they met each other, suddenly looking back, amidst the dim lights, the settled dust.

At that time, she didn't know that he was Ye Tianling, and he didn't know that she was Ning Wenqing, so she just looked back there, raised her eyes, facing each other, what year tonight.

If she came to this life for him, then he was just waiting for her in this life. Reaching out in the blue water pool, and taking arrows from the Pingdi Mountain to heal the wounds, they have already intersected each other's lives in the dark.

Snow clothes without makeup, Qiu Shui bright eyes, as if it will not change in a thousand years, he had seen it in his previous life in his dream, and his life is fixed today.

Ye Tianling smiled slightly in the eyes: "Qing'er, if it weren't for that arrow, I would have missed the Ping Dieshan and also you."

The tears under the lamp reflected a faint light on Qing Chen's face. His words made her feel sour, and she whispered: "But that arrow almost made me lose you."

Ye Tianling leaned back wearily, and the smile on her lips slowly deepened: "It's just an arrow, it's worth it. It's a pity that the bamboo house was destroyed in the fire. When we go back, we will build a new one for you. "

Qing Chen stretched out his hand to hold him, fingers interlocked, only a piece of softness in his heart. Ye Tianling turned his head slightly and said, "Five a boat on the five lakes and travel around the world. Where do you want to go first, East China Sea?"

Qing Chen was stunned: "Fourth brother?"

Ye Tianling said in a low voice, "I know, I can hear what you say these past few days." He stretched out his hand and gently lifted Qing Chen's cheek, with a handsome smile on his lips, slightly cold in illness. His fingers seem to be weak and weak, but the power hidden underneath, as long as a backhand grip, the world of Kyushu will change, turning all corners of the world together. "When the war in the East China Sea is settled, how difficult is it for me to take you to the prosperous Yunhaixian Mountain? As long as you want, as long as I am here, there is nowhere to go in the world."

Qing Chen stared at him and smiled quietly: "As long as you are here, my home is everywhere in the world, the same everywhere."