Chapter 854: Luan Ruoqing’s diary

Li Yi thought for a while, still planning to close the drawer.

If this is drunk and ink, with the current relationship between the two, maybe he really opened it secretly to see if she scolded herself in the diary, or had any little secrets, but Ruoqing didn’t Similarly, she is so beautiful that he can’t bear to do any sinful things.

The moment I closed the drawer, the movement of my hand paused again when my eyes glanced over the yellowed paper that was pressed at the bottom.

The paper is a bit old and wrinkled. You can vaguely see some lines and writings on it, which is very familiar.

Li Yi hesitated for a moment, took out the booklet with the thick blank cover, put it on the table, and carefully took out the paper underneath.

The doubt on his face is deeper, because the familiar feeling is deeper.

The paper was very old. He opened it carefully, and the lines and writing became clearer. The first thing he saw was a poem written on it.

To be precise, words.

“The slender cloud makes a coincidence, the flying stars pass on the hatred, the silverman flies in the dark…”

It’s “The Magpie Bridge Fairy”.

After he unfolded the paper thoroughly, those lines gradually formed in series.

It was a woman in a palace costume with colored ribbons flying behind her. Opposite the woman was a man in a coarse cloth. In the middle was a few strokes of the Milky Way. At the feet of the two, there were countless two-stroke birds… …

It is a meeting of magpie bridges drawn by simple strokes.

The characters are ugly, and the simple strokes are extremely naive to him now, but he wrote the characters and painted the paintings.

This is the Qixi Festival in the first year of Jinghe, and the lantern that he and the little maid let go.

Later that lantern was picked up by Wan Ruoqing, and the song “The Magpie Bridge Immortal” was also circulated. The intersection with Wan Ruoqing probably started with this lantern.

I just didn’t expect that this thing that Li Yi herself had forgotten a long time ago was taken to Kyoto by her and kept until now.

Li Yi looked at the lines on the paper, and was stunned for a long time before he folded it back and put it back in its original form.

I picked up the booklet again, and when I was about to put it back, the ghost opened it and took a look.

Jinghe first year, the first day of July.

One more page, it’s the seventh day of July, and then the 13th of July.

This is obviously a diary, and it’s not the kind of diary that is recorded every day. As for why it started in July, it may be because she just finished writing the previous one, or maybe she has only developed a diary since then Habit, this is not important, what is important is —— this is her diary.

Li Yi just glanced and didn’t look at it again, closed it again, and put it back carefully.

If it’s other books or the like, it’s okay to look at it. If you know it’s someone else’s diary, then you can read it, it’s a bit morally corrupt.

The few articles I accidentally scanned just now were nothing more than the things that happened in the checkbox, or the poems written by the talented and talented women at the poem meeting. She copied them down, and then at the poem meeting, one I only pray that the sky lantern fell from the sky, and it just fell at her feet, with a good poem written on it…

The diary is a very private thing. If it still contains the thoughts of the daughter’s family, it is always hard to peek at it.

However, if Qing can have anything to worry about, it itches in my heart…

Would you like to see again…

Just take a look?

He put his hand on the diary, hesitating in his heart.

Just when Li Yi’s mind was a little confused, footsteps came from the door again.

Wan Ruoqing opened the door gently, with a trace of panic on Qiao’s face, she finally felt relieved when she watched Li Yi sitting upright at the table, holding up a pen and writing something.

Li Yi turned his head, glanced at her, and pointed to a book on the table: “I folded the page you saw just now. I will fold it for you next time. Just find the page with the folded corner next time. “

Wan Ruoqing walked over and nodded: “It was a script written by someone. Old Sun thought it was good. It was brought to me for re-trial yesterday.”

She glanced at the drawer next to the table inadvertently, then quickly moved away.

Li Yi pretended not to notice her gaze, pointed to the side of the bed, motioned her to sit down, and then said: “How many states are there now, we haven’t developed it?”

“There are five more.” Wan Ruoqing didn’t think much, and gave the answer, “These five states, all of which are poor mountains and rivers, have been sent people to go there, but in the end they did not succeed…” /

“It’s okay. In that case, these five places are abandoned.” Li Yi shook his head and said: “You think, if you go to Qi country…”

Wang Ruoqing said in surprise: “You mean, take our hooks to Qi country?”

Li Yi nodded.

As if Qingxiu’s eyebrows frowned, he thought about it, and said: “Qi Kingdom is different from Jingguo. If our people pass by, they will definitely encounter unimaginable obstacles. If it’s just acting, it won’t hurt, but if it is To collect information…”

When it comes to the matter of Goulan, she becomes serious, and analyzes the pros and cons of Goulan’s development in Qi, and how to proceed if she really has this idea…

Li Yi listened to her while thinking about other things.

Since she entered the room, she looked at the direction of the desk three times intentionally or unintentionally, and every time she glanced across the drawer, it showed that there was something important in it, which made her panicked, who had always been steady.

Li Yi looked at the blank cover diary on the bookshelf in his mind. After a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and his thoughts moved at the same time.

The booklet slowly opened one page.

Two pages.

Countless pages.

Jinghe first year, the seventh day of July.

“The sky will actually drop poems. I don’t know who is the man Li who wrote “If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening”, who is it…”

Jinghe first year, August 15th.

“I wish people a long time, a thousand miles of Chanjuan…, he is Li Yi, I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it…”

Jinghe…

“He is actually our neighbor, but, he is so talented, why should he do these merchants…”

“Well, she offended so many people tonight, will it affect his career? It’s my fault, tonight, I shouldn’t have gone tonight…”

“He is injured, and I don’t know whether it is serious or not…”

“Thanks to him today, Mr. Sun and the others don’t have to go. The sisters also have food to eat. It seems that they owe him too much…”

“His lady is so beautiful, and he fits him well…, he is leaving, will he go to Kyoto, and when will he come back…”

……

“He finally came back and wrote so many poems for Zui Mo. Even Zui Mo himself was scared…, Zui Mo, it turns out that Zui Mo is also…”

“Kyoto is really big. Will the checkbox be able to spread all over Kyoto and Jingguo in the future?”

“Drunk Mo is here too. It’s great. She should be lonely in Qing’an Mansion, too. I don’t know if he will come here today~ IndoMTL.com~ Seeing Drunk Mo, should he be very happy too?”

……

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The expression on Li Yi’s face changed, always happy and sometimes sad, and sometimes annoying and worrying. The reason why he didn’t like to include books copied by others into his mind was because he could clearly feel the information when he received the information. The mood of the writer at the time.

There is no real empathy in the world, but for Li Yi there is.

Although he has never experienced anything like this, the emotions revealed between the lines in those words will have no difference in his experience during this process.

When reading engraved books, this is not the case at all.

So he almost thoroughly experienced the past two years, just like Qing’s mental journey, of course, the emotion hidden between the lines, he also fully experienced it.

“You…, what’s the matter with you?” Wan Ruoqing looked at him blankly, seeing the change on his face, and asked nervously: “Did I say something wrong?”

“No, no.” Li Yi closed his eyes, and after opening them again, he shook his head: “I thought of something myself.”

Girls’ feelings are always poems, but the process of writing poems is very difficult. The combination of two emotions feels uncomfortable. If you read this page by page, you can experience all these emotions again, just like experiencing it again. After a period of life, he may have a split personality.

My thoughts moved again, and the books in my mind turned into dots of light, completely disappearing.

At the same time, countless information flooded his mind.

He looked like Qing, just about to speak, but his body shook suddenly, his heart seemed to be clenched tightly with his fist, filled with a certain emotion.

He clutched his chest, panting heavily, his body trembled, and his tears almost fell uncontrollably…