Nine Heavens

After waiting anxiously for two days, the newly made bed was installed. Tan Jing burst into joy in her heart, anxiously waiting for the night to come, and finally looked forward to the sun setting. Clothes and fell asleep.

This time Tan Jing felt relieved, Long Yun Sixiang slept in the outer room, at least two feet away from her. The curtains have been drawn down, wisps of moonlight slipped in, and Junlan rue is rippling with color. The three blue flowers are like three blue flames, burning quietly. Under the flames, because of the darkness, the flowing catalysis of emerald leaves looks even weirder. The downward flower pot is like a wisp of white cloud curling up and fluttering, which is really beautiful. Especially this fragrance, like a dream or fairy music, melts into the internal organs and refreshes one's mind. In this dim moonlight time, there is no sleepiness at all.

The world on the bed is completely her own, Tan Jing couldn't restrain her happiness, secretly hugging the pillow and chuckling. Smiling, she quickly covered her mouth, raised the bead curtain vigilantly and looked in the direction of Long Yunsixiang. Fortunately, it was quiet there, and there was no movement. Tan Jing carefully sat back on the bed, waiting intently for the exciting thing to happen.

As time went by, Tan Jing's heart hung higher and higher, but the flower remained motionless. This time Tan Jing was a little confused. Could it be that she made a wrong judgment and had nothing to do with Long Yunsixiang at all. However, it is true that I recall the moments when the flowers moved one by one. Your own judgment should be right. Or, the flower doesn't adapt to the new environment and doesn't like to stay in bed, which doesn't make sense.

This time Tan Jing stared at Junlan Ruxiang a little worried, thinking about things in a mess.

Suddenly, a figure stood outside the curtains, casting a long and eerie shadow under the moonlight. Tan Jing hit an elf suddenly, and was about to shout for help, but suddenly found that it was Chunxiang.

"Hehe, my eldest lady, you still talk about me, what are you kneeling on the bed in the middle of the night, isn't it chanting scriptures?" Chunxiang laughed.

Tan Jing hurriedly motioned her to keep her voice down so as not to disturb the three of them. Chunxiang nodded. Lowering her voice, she said again: "Miss, I was blowing out the candles just now, and I found you kneeling on the bed, so I came here to take a look, I thought there was something wrong.

What's the matter, don't make a fuss, I just wake up, can't sleep, and look at the flowers. You go back to sleep. "Tan Jing whispered.

After hearing this, Chunxiang stopped talking and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

Looking up through the window lattice, a crescent moon is swaying under the snow-bright brilliance between the branches of the trees. The room is much brighter than before, isn't it? It is estimated that it is two or three o'clock in the morning. Glancing at Junlan Ruxiang, there was still no movement, the excitement gradually faded, and the drowsiness came spontaneously. In addition, she had something on her mind recently, so she didn't sleep well. Not long after she lay down, Tan Jing fell asleep.

Three days passed with my eyes closed, and there was a lot of thought and amusement in the daytime, especially that Chunxiang, who seemed to be Tan Jing's happy enemy in her previous life, and Tan Jing hated it because it was neither love nor love.

For the next few days, Rue Junlan was still fine, and Tan Jing gradually lost interest. This evening, she didn't pay much attention to Rue Junlan, and fell asleep early in the fragrance of its flowers.

In the drowsiness, I felt that something furry was caressing my face, which was itchy and uncomfortable. He opened his eyes, feeling a little strange, looked around and found nothing. Huh! Is it a dream? Tan Jing was puzzled, and leaned out the curtain sideways, the room was quiet, and Long Yunsixiang's side was also very quiet.

Confused, he put the quilt back on and thought about it for a while, fascinated by sleepiness. In a trance, I was on a misty hillside. The shy sun was fiery red on his face, which was faintly visible through the fog. The curling mist is warm and moist, and when inhaled into the nostrils, it is sweet, light and very comfortable.

Suddenly an inexplicable fragrance wafted over, leading Tan Jing to walk forward involuntarily.

Turning around a few grasses glistening with dewdrops, a sturdy tree appeared in front of my eyes, with a lotus-colored trunk supporting a cloud-like crown. A few meters away from the book, a strange little grass is shaking its body with a lingering glow, as if calling itself.

Tan Jing approached curiously, and suddenly, the little grass turned into a blonde girl with a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and strange eyes, looking at herself with a twinkle in her eyes. And the tree also turned into a majestic man in purple clothes and purple skin, standing beside the blonde girl.

Tan Jing looked at a man and a woman in amazement, and didn't know how to ask many questions that she wanted to ask. I just watched them silently.

The two of them also stared at themselves, as if they had the same things to say as themselves, but were hesitant.

After looking at each other for a long time, the blonde finally spoke: "Miss, do you still remember your former self?"

Shaking her head, Tan Jing didn't answer, but asked, "Who are you and why are you asking about me?"

Glancing at the purple-clothed and purple-skinned man beside her, the blonde said, "You answer my question, and I'll tell you."

"Oh!" Tan Jing sighed softly: "Okay, let me tell you. I don't remember the past anymore. I heard from my father that I smelled the smell of memory grass by mistake. No matter who smells this grass I will lose my memory when I arrive, so I forget the past. However, now, my maids have helped me recall many things, and I am trying to remember them.

"Oh!" exclaimed the same.

"It's your turn to tell me, who are you?" Tan Jing urged.

The blonde girl said quietly: "We used to be friends, but it's a pity you forgot about us."

Hearing this, Tan Jing felt a little apologetic in her heart, and said: "It seems that I have amnesia, and I have lost a lot of things. I don't even remember my friends. I am really sorry."

"It's nothing to lose a friend. If you have no friends, you can make them again, but, but..." The blonde hesitated in pain for a while before continuing: "But losing yourself, everything has changed, and it has become unimaginable. "

Tan Jing was a little puzzled and said, "What do you mean?"

The blond girl restrained her pain and said, "Please forgive our sins. We cannot cross the gap between the Three Realms. We dare not reveal the secrets at will, otherwise we will suffer unbearable punishment and suffering."

"Oh!" Tan Jing was a little surprised, thinking, the person in front of her feelings is not in the same world as herself. What kind of ability did I have before, that I had friends from another world. Just as he was about to ask again, he found that the two of them were still drifting away, and a sentence echoed in the curling mist.

On the night of the full moon, the world of Ruexiang.