Chapter 704

"Rivers and mountains in dreams, rivers and mountains like dreams What have you changed in the end for fighting for me to kill? It's just half a bottle of thin wine, full of wind and frost on the temples, and full of music

When the first language is true.

Zhiwei, for the rest of your life, do you really want to leave me so far away?

The journey to the South was based on the old dream of many years ago, but the old man was no longer there.

He reached out his hand and slowly pulled out the white hair.

"This scene is not now, but many years later, I, with gray eyebrows, is making cakes for you, and then we have dinner together at the same table. You wipe my sweat and tell me, old man, I'm tired of cakes, and I'll have fried chicken with dried bamboo shoots tomorrow."

Know micro, my eyebrow is not frost, hair has been white.

When will you come back and ask me for the fried chicken with dried bamboo shoots?

Jinan mountain wind, slowly blowing, blowing through the shoulder of the Lianluo fragrance.

He didn't feel disappointed when he went back to the South tour. If he could not make it this year, he would not be able to do it next year, or next year, or the following year.

Some search, can not have an end.

There was a footstep outside the door, and a long notice from the inner waiter that King Kang had arrived. As soon as the curtain was lifted, Ning Ji's face was flushed with cold, and sneezed immediately.

"Come and sit down." He pointed to the brazier.

Ning Ji carefully sat over. Since that year's "betrayal" of him, Ning Ji was the face of his death. He looked at it, and felt a little warm in his heart, but he didn't want to open his mouth to make him feel better. He remembered that he hurt Zhiwei's palm by mistake because Ning Ji concealed it.

"There's something going on in Changning." Ning Ji returned the latest military information to him, "Lu Zhiyan said he would like to surrender, but he put forward some conditions, please consider it."

Ning Yi turned over the memorial, a smile, "this boy pour smart." After thinking about it, he threw the memorial and said, "accurate."

"Your Majesty." Ji Ning, as long as you have the absolute advantage of Changning, why do you have the absolute advantage

Rather play a light smile.

"Don't you think that Changning's various measures in the past year seem to be different from those before?"

Ning Ji shakes his head blankly. Ning Yi looks at him a little worried and thinks that how can't this boy be trained.

"I'm afraid someone else wrote it This style... " He stood up with a smile in a good mood, and said, "it's time for the soldiers to recuperate. I need Changning to return to Tiansheng immediately." He paused, accentuated, "immediately."

"Yes."

Ning Ji respectfully retreats, Ning Yi stands in the palace, looks at that direction, the lip corner smiles lightly.

Gu Nanyi and I have already passed through the world. Only one place has been missed, which is now an enemy country. I can't patrol the south, and Gu Nanyi has neglected.

If I remember correctly, only two of the three things you and Lu Zhiyan have agreed to accomplish before that year.

So what's the last one?

Is Changning fan regarded as a resting place to hide?

At the beginning, you really want to kill yourself, but I don't think, zongchen will really ignore you.

When Changning Prefecture returns to Tiansheng Prefecture, as the son of heaven, I can go as I want. How can you hide?

He went to the inner hall with a smile.

There was a gust of wind behind him. It came very quickly. It split the quiet air in an instant, with a piercing chill.

He looked back, his eyes flashed like lightning.

In the chaos, I heard a man roaring.

"Ning Yi, you and I will die together today."

Fengxiang five years of winter, a shocking news, quickly spread across the land.

The unknown assassin in Qingyi broke into the Imperial Palace and assassinated the current emperor. Emperor Fengxiang died of serious injury. The assassin laughed three times after he got it, and said, "we're all dead, clean!" Then he took out his sword and committed suicide.

The mountains and rivers are plain, and the people are in mourning.

On this day, it snowed again. It was very thin. In an instant, it was submerged by the horseshoe on the official road. The road was so muddy that there were fewer pedestrians.

However, there is a horse, galloping on the official road. The knight in black has the mark of Changning fan on his hip. The horse's hoof answers and answers. It sounds urgent. The knight's pants are splashed with mud, but he still does not change his speed. Judging from the dusty appearance, he must have been on the road for a long time.

Not far ahead is the palace of Luo County.

The knight reinforces his horse not far from the palace and looks at a plain white palace from a distance, and his body shakes.

It is said that emperor Fengxiang and Emperor Changxi both chose the palace of Luoxian County as the last place for Yanjia. Now the emperor Daxing is resting here and is buried after 7749.

Looking at the startling white, the knight bit his lower lip for a long time, and the fingers holding the reins trembled. For a moment, he hesitated and did not dare to approach.

Maybe his whole mind is in front of the palace at the moment. The knight didn't notice that, not far from Li mountain, after the lonely cliff and withered trees, some people also stood far away and looked at this direction.

He had been waiting here for ten days. At this moment, he finally waited for a ride to return home.He stood far under the tree, and the mountain wind swept his clothes. The sky water was as green as the blue water, and it was as clear as it was then.

His face was covered with thin white gauze. Since that snowy night, he once again sealed his face.

If you are too gorgeous, you will lose your own happiness or others' happiness. Many years ago, someone said that to him.

After all, the appearance of skin is the smoke and cloud of the past. Just like his heart, the most vivid one is the girl with yellow face and drooping eyebrows in hunting clothes.

He looked at the direction for a long time, then slowly turned his eyes and looked at the clouds. In a trance, he was still in the suburbs of Beijing that year. He remained motionless in his feet and three inches. When the girl approached, he was a bit cunning, a little uneasy, a little tentative, and spoke softly.

"Hello, great Xia?"

From then on, he broke the chaotic world and sent him a colorful new world.

He laughed softly.

When the veil moved, the sun retreated, and when the wind arrived, he danced slowly. It seemed that he did not dare to disturb the brilliant light of this moment. However, no one knew how beautiful the smile was.

Beauty is in the lonely fragrance.

He slowly raised his hand and gently touched the arc of the corner of his lips - it turned out that this was laughter.

After that year's shouting and that year's tears, he once again understood, smile.

Good, good.

This life can not be greedy too much, that year in the snow she leaned in his arms, the last glance toward the direction of the high platform, he instantly understood everything.

Understand the heart belongs to, understand the feelings of the relationship, understand the world there are thousands of kinds of love, love has more ways of expression, do not have to cling to the final.

She gave him all his life, and he gave her back.

As for himself.

Come, love, cry, laugh.

That's enough.

With the first smile in his life, he turned and went south.

Goodbye, I love it.

The horizon is far away, from now on you are in my heart.

Lonely cliff silent, a wind suddenly swept, swept down the dead trees, a few snowflakes, falling down the sideburns of the knight, the knight subconsciously looked up in that direction.

Where the lonely cliff is dark, where the withered trees are slightly green, there is a snowfall under the trees, pale and flat, without any traces of falling feet.

As if here, no one, just for that one eye, standing all night long waiting.

The knight's eyes swept aimlessly, then took back, took a breath, and flew from the horse.

All the way through the roof, I went straight to the inner hall. When I entered the inner hall, I saw the white jade steps. The door of the hall was wide open. Inside the hall, cigarettes were curling inside. The huge golden dragon coffin was silent.

When the knight stopped, he felt that his knees were soft and he was staggering. He reached out to help the things around him.

It refers to the next soft, holding a smooth and soft object with a familiar and startling temperature and touch.

A man's hand.

The knight's body was stiff and his head was bowed. A thin layer of snow under the ground reflected the sky and water color like a mirror. Several red plum blossoms were in full bloom nearby. The branches were vigorous and bright brown. There was a slender shadow beside the plum blossom, which was on his side.

The wind at the end of the palace disperses the smoke, and there is a layer of mist like evening mist on all sides.

Before the old hall of the golden coffin today, everything seems like a dream.

The knight was stiff and did not dare to blink. He was afraid that the dream would be crushed in tears.

The warm and soft hand turned gently, wrapping the soft and delicate palm of the palm.

Then he smiles.

Turn around.

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