Qingzhou

"There are some things that can only be made into the desired shape when they are completely crushed. ”

Millennial disdained to eat the prince's food, but she was hungry, and she was dizzy and saw a large hall swallowed by blood and fire, and the king of Han and his queen and all the officials raised their swords to kill themselves, and the thick blood pooled under her, and a light and gorgeous dress was soaked heavily.

The nine-year-old little county lord still doesn't know the country, he only knows that his home is gone, and the sorrow and panic of having nowhere to put it have turned into a heart-rending cry.

Squeak.

The doors of the temple were opened.

The figure of the young man carrying the sword is so familiar and strange.

She cried and asked the man for her father.

Millennium restrained, did not rub his sour eyes, and gently asked the young man at the door, "Brother Prince, where is Xiaoxi's father?"

Something overlapped, the young man with the sword, the young man in the black robe, the past and the future, so deep that they couldn't see the truth, they also whispered: "Some things can only be shaped into the desired shape after being completely shattered." ”

She didn't want to cry, but tears began to fall, some of the reasons were superficial, some of the reasons were latent in the heart, love and hate were never clear.

"It's been ten years—" She heard a cold and slow voice in her ear, the peace she had never seen before, but now she feared the most, so peaceful that you were no different from dust in his eyes.

"You still haven't made any progress, Han Qianxi. ”

Qianxi suppressed her crying voice, raised her head and did not show weakness, "What do I need to grow, and what kind of growth do you have, the eldest prince is so idle that he can only teach the prisoners?"

The iron chain sounded, Yi Changsheng looked at her expressionlessly, teaching her not to see the depth, and suddenly a guard came to report, Qianshan County Yin asked to see her.

Millennial didn't feel anything until she saw Yi Changsheng pouting at the corner of his mouth, lukewarm and unfathomable in her eyes.

Liu Yueran tugged at her and said, "Senior brother must have come to save us." ”

"Maybe. Millennial nodded absentmindedly, and then began to worry about her senior brother, God knows that she now thinks of this prince with all kinds of uneasiness, as if this man is so insidious that he can do anything. I just hope that my brother will have more snacks.

Jun Yin Linghu saw Yi Changsheng in the study, and reported on his work in an orderly manner, and at the end of his eyes, he casually glanced at a slight scar on her cheek that was only a light pink, and lowered his head and said, "The ministers are not effective in governing the county, so that these thieves can take advantage of the opportunity to enter the palace and disturb His Highness, it is really difficult to escape the blame, please punish Your Highness." ”

"It's done, there's no need to correct it, and besides, these martial arts leaders are not something you can stop. ”

"However, this is indeed the minister's negligence," Ling Hu saw that she didn't mention the two monks, so he had to continue with a shy face, "I don't know if all the thieves have been caught, if not, I would like to ask His Highness to give the minister a chance to make up for his mistakes." ”

"Ling Qing has a heart, the thief should be caught, and the damn one is dead. Yi Changsheng said, "Compared to this matter, what is the epidemic situation?"

Ling Hu pondered, "I haven't found anything yet, but I hope it's just an illusion of the minister." ”

"There is nothing wrong with being cautious, in a few days, I will secretly visit Shimen Pass, and I hope that you and Zhou Qing will take care of the affairs in the county. ”

"The minister should do his best. ”

"Strange, according to the intelligence, Han Qianxi and a few people live in Ling Hu's house, why don't you see them saving people, only Ling Hu came to test one or two?" Zhan Changfeng said strangely, but the person was lying down and looking through idle books, and the old cover was impressively printed with the four big characters of "Fairy Trace".

"Ninety percent of them are asking for something. Yi Changsheng was deducing the art of war, and he had to reply to her.

"And what about Ichsei?"

"People are not in the city. ”

Zhan Changfeng turned over many bizarre stories, and suddenly felt bored, probably the imagination of ordinary people ended here, and one by one the spirits and immortals actually abandoned their instincts, and the essence of their own self talked about their sincerity.

She simply threw away the book and jumped a few steps to hook Yi Changsheng's neck and hung it on her, her arms tightened, although it had no real effect, it conveyed a threat very well.

Yi Changsheng was accustomed to it, and while practicing the formation deployment in the sand table, he asked casually, "Why don't you read books?"

"The evil ghost who has mutilated countless people turns back for the kind girl, earns all the tears of the full moon, and the beautiful spirit does not absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to compose an infatuation, and the immortal who has been in the sky for a long time lives up to expectations and falls into the red dust and digs out the heart and lungs. Zhan Changfeng said worriedly, "According to this way of writing, our life is probably 'the last royal family was brutal, and finally was influenced to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha'." ”

Yi Changsheng, "Everything is beautiful. ”

Zhan Changfeng frowned, "Only falsehood is delusional." ”

"This is how the world is, and what cannot be asked for is turned into the hope of the whole world. Yi Changsheng tilted his head slightly, his lips almost against her cheek, and whispered, "It's a pity that I don't believe in Buddhism." ”

Zhan Changfeng said seriously, "I respect the facts as much as you do, and I will never back down. ”

The corners of Yi Changsheng's mouth raised a smile, like an iceberg at the beginning of the dawn, the light broke through the stratus clouds, the spring flowers bloomed, and the Zhan Changfeng was captured.

"Well, let's play. ”

"Hey. ”

Zhan Changfeng took a few steps, immediately came back to his senses, and angrily pinched the waist of a woman who was bent on deduction, "You changed the topic again!"

"Where did I change the subject. ”

Yi Changsheng always looked at her with inadvertent gentleness, and with a little spoiling helplessness, it couldn't make people quarrel well, Zhan Changfeng turned her head to the other side, "It's annoying to look at this face." ”

"Isn't this face yours?"

"Can you be serious, then? ”

"I'm spoiling myself and getting in your way?"

The opponent is too strong, Zhan Changfeng's heart is about to melt, he held on, and refuted righteously, "Doting is a hotbed of laziness, Yi Changsheng, you are committing a crime against me in the second half of my life!"

Yi Changsheng looked at her, his pupils clear, "I've been here for the first half of my life, and I still want to run for the second half of my life?"

"......" Zhan Changfeng lowered his head and counted the sand grains in the sand table, one, two, three, four..... When he counted to two hundred and fifty grains, he raised his eyes, and he had already gone to study the art of war in his hand.

Zhan Changfeng sighed, obviously it was the same person, how could he be eaten to death. But who is she, a person who is used to being stubborn.

Yi Changsheng, Zhan Changfeng swayed in front of her, and said sadly, "I said that I would go to Shimen Pass, and push it for a few days, do you want to drag out the days?"

Yi Changsheng was silent, this silence made Zhan Changfeng empty, they were one and had the same mind, but it couldn't be denied that even if it was her, sometimes she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Do you have to go?" Yi Changsheng whispered, a small flag in his hand planted on a hill somewhere.

"It's not a question of whether you go or not, it's your attitude. Zhan Changfeng stretched out his hand to cover the back of Yi Changsheng's hand that had not yet let go of the little flag.

Two equally pure and slender hands, a banner with a dull sword, and an ordinary hill are stalemate on the sand table that is vertical and horizontal.

Zhan Changfeng looked into her eyes, even though they were born together, even though they lived in the same skin, but Zhan Changfeng only liked her eyes, with her in his eyes, there was a vast world deeper than the starry sky.

It's just that she never imagined that one day she would find jealousy from there. It's like a lion suffering from a toothache, and the hero foresees the end of the road and teaches people to be helpless and sad.

"What are you worried about?" Zhan Changfeng pointed to the sand table, "Shimen Pass, Xiyupo, or the unknown prime minister of Mingtang?"

Yi Changsheng rarely hesitated, "I can't tell you clearly, this place feels very bad to me." ”

Zhan Changfeng glanced at where the small flag was, "West Corner Slope?"