The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong.
The mountains are empty and the railings are photographed all over.
The warm spring breeze is like a stream of clear water, blowing slowly from the sky, blowing over the delicate face of the beauty and the fluttering corners of the man's clothes; the wind, silently, ruffles a pool of spring water, creating beautiful ripples. The sun shines on the wide river, reflecting the graceful figure of the woman.
"Wan'er, look, there is a handsome man over there looking at you!"
Li Yan, who was also in her prime, was standing next to Xie Wanxin. She was leaning on her golf club comfortably, gently tugging on Xie Wanxin's rose-embroidered sleeves, with a faint smile on her lips. , pointing to the white clothes under the flower tree, and spoke softly.
Almost at the same moment, the clear eyes of the girls gradually moved to the flower tree in the distance following the direction pointed by Li Yan. They were also curious about what kind of man with outstanding charm could make people like him... The dignified Miss Ayan lost her composure in such a public manner, completely losing her previous reserve and reserve.
What girl doesn't have a child? What's more, today is the Shangsi Festival. On this day, many young girls from princes and princes in the capital gather on both sides of the Yudai River to enjoy the spring and have fun in the countryside. And those girls who are in their youth, except In addition to Xie Wanxin, there are Li Yan, the third daughter of the Sikong Mansion, Ling Zhilan, the only daughter of Xuan Guogong Ling Tao, and Ming Yurou, the sixth daughter of the Prime Minister Zuo's Mansion... These girls are all of noble birth, good in talent and beauty, and unrestrained. In the bustling Shangjing City, each of them is an object that can make the princes in the capital go crazy.
For these wealthy and aristocratic girls who have just begun to love each other, the Shangsi Festival on March 3rd is their world. The bud of girlish love and even the desire for worldly love will also be satisfied and released like never before on this day. ; Because of this, when Li Yan just said those words, almost everyone's eyes were attracted invariably. They were in their prime, and they all wanted to catch a glimpse of that young man's graceful demeanor to satisfy themselves. Visual comfort and enjoyment.
"Ayan, what are you talking about here? I think you miss a man." Xie Wanxin did not look back, still holding the club gently, assuming an elegant posture as if she was going to hit the ball again. But her voice was full of the hazy feeling that a girl should have.
Seeing that Wan'er didn't take it seriously at all, Li Yan was obviously a little anxious, "Really! I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, just see for yourself."
"Miss, Miss Yan is right, there is really someone over there." Even Xie Wanxin's personal maid Mingyu tugged on her long fringed sleeves, making it look like someone noble had arrived.
"There's nothing I can do against you."
Unable to withstand Li Yan and Mingyu's insistence, Xie Wanxin shook her head helplessly, then put down the club in her hand and slowly looked back.
The beauty looked back with a startled glance.
The moment Xie Wanxin looked back softly, the spring breeze came and gently brushed her beautiful jade-like cheeks. Along with the moist warm wind, it floated in front of her, and a strand of black and beautiful hair seemed like a waterfall. , flowing gently along Xie Wanxin's pretty shoulders, every trace of it exudes the noble aura of a mature woman.
Her skin is as smooth as snow, white and flawless, her affectionate eyes are like a clear spring, with the faint sparkle of water, outlining her charming elegance; her bright pupils and curved willow eyebrows are set against the slender Her eyelashes increasingly highlighted the elegant makeup marks on her world-famous face, and the thin red lips were painted with a touch of bright red, like the petals of a peach blossom, delicate and ready to bloom...
The so-called beauty is on the water side. When the beauty is looking at her, she carries with her a gentleness and beauty, which makes people fascinated and enchanted by it, without daring to blaspheme at all; however, the brightness of this beautiful couple, like flowers, is so beautiful that it is indescribable. The delicate and lively girl's mood is not only haunting, but also like a holy water lily, spotless, which can be viewed from a distance but not played with.
Perhaps, the same question lingers in the minds of many people. What kind of uncanny skills does God have to create such a perfect body and make the woman in front of him look so beautiful and charming? I feel sorry for him; One glance could draw away the souls of many disciples, leaving them helplessly watching, watching, but never being able to stand in front of her.
Xie Wanxin turned around, slowly raised her head, followed everyone's gaze, and looked at the flower tree in the distance; however, when she stared at the past, those originally very beautiful eyes suddenly became misty. His eyes were full of surprise. The figure in white was reflected in the depths of her bright pupils, and before her eyes, a man's tall and majestic posture appeared.
What kind of strange man is that, and what kind of picture is that?
White clothes, horses, and swords.
In Xie Wanxin's clear field of vision, the man in the distance was elegantly dressed in white, riding a horse and wielding a sword. He had a face like a crown jewel, straight facial features, straight nose, handsome eyebrows, and a refreshing expression. He has a tall figure, with inherent perseverance and ease in his handsomeness. At this moment, he is sitting upright on the horse, wearing a slightly tight white clothes, clinging to his body, keeping this handsome man strong. His strong and powerful figure was clearly displayed, and his pair of eyes that were born with nobility and depth were also shining with confidence at this moment, and under his moderately thick lips, unknowingly, A smile appeared as warm as the rising sun. It seems that this warm smile is his best response to Xie Wanxin's bright eyes. In addition, there is that handsome appearance.
At this moment, a breeze blew, and the black hair on the cheeks of the man in white fluttered randomly under the spring breeze, and the white clothes on his body also turned into something amidst the gentle sound of the wind. A roll of silver-white waves on the sea seems to be able to jump thousands of feet at any time, setting off huge waves and swallowing up all the beaches on the seaside, leaving no one behind.
Objectively speaking, his facial features are three-dimensional and his expression is handsome; if you look closely, the emotional changes of the boy in white are reflected on his chiseled face, coupled with the bright smile under his lips, he is indifferent. His expression seems to have been carefully carved with a knife, which not only highlights the wildness of going into battle, but also is filled with a kind of unruly and unrestrained. The heroism of the iron-blooded general and the nobility of the noble son are just like the two heavens of ice and fire. Excellently presented in the eyes of this sixteen-year-old boy.
The warm wind passed by the young man in white, blew in his ears, blew on his face, and rolled up the corners of the man's clothes that were as white as snow; perhaps it was because of the strong floral scent of the ten-mile spring breeze that his The smile that was originally full of spring, at this moment, moistened by the gentle breeze, the smile became thicker and thicker; who would have thought that the person in front of him looked as gentle as jade, dressed in white, with a thick lipstick in his mouth The handsome young man with the smile is the young general who once led seven hundred knights into the desert, chased the Rouran barbarians for thousands of miles, and achieved great fame.
The man's elegant look, piercing starry eyes, and arrogant demeanor really fascinated Xie Wanxin, who was only fifteen years old at the time. In front of Xie Wanxin's eyes, there was already a large area of haze and intoxication, and she was obsessed with it. Looking at the man's handsome figure, his pupils sunk deeper and deeper. At this moment, his eyes, which were originally as bright as autumn water, seemed to have run towards him dressed in white, chasing his figure between heaven and earth. Dancing gracefully, for the first time, there was a spark of love in the girl's eyes.
Is that person my young man? This is the first time in Xie Wanxin's life that she has been attracted to a man, the first time that her heart has pounded for a man, and it is also the first time that her heartbeat has accelerated due to the appearance of a man, and the blazing fire of love in her heart has become stronger and stronger because of him. Wang; in the past, she had never been as absent-minded as she is today, and she had never thought that one day, when she was fifteen years old, her young man would ride a horse and drive colorful auspicious clouds. Walking towards me slowly...
In the distance, Xiao Changling is riding on a horse, standing quietly under the flower tree without saying a word; while the horse "Sa Lu Zi" holds its head proudly, snoring from time to time and kicking lightly. He raised his hind hooves, raising a little bit of dust; on that face that was wild and Shen Yi coexisted, the feeling of the breeze and the moon became more and more obvious, and his eyes gradually condensed into a pool of blue waves, combining the girl's face with the The figure was engraved in his black and white pupils.
In fact, as early as the moment Xie Wanxin turned around, Xiao Changling's affectionate eyes had already fallen on her uncontrollably; he saw from a distance that when the woman turned sideways, she Her slim and light body looked like a weak willow supporting the wind. Her long hair reached her waist, and her green ribbon fell to the ground. She was full of the tenderness of a girl. When she looked towards her side, her pure and pure face was like a bright moon, which instantly illuminated her. The entire Jade Belt River, especially those clear eyes, is even more unforgettable for Xiao Changling.
What kind of eyes are those? A look back and a glance can convey infinite beauty to the heroic Xiao Changling; from her eyes, Xiao Changling saw a kind of graceful beauty, quiet beauty, and also a kind of elegant beauty, nobility The beauty is a kind of delicate beauty and melancholy beauty.
Xiao Changling stared at her. To be precise, he stared at those extremely beautiful eyes. Moreover, the more he looked at her, the more fascinated he became. It was obvious that he had been completely conquered by these talking eyes. , and was conquered by the beautiful girl in front of him.
Is it heartbeat or intention?
They are two people who are in harmony with each other, two hearts that are in harmony with each other.
At this moment, a voice as gentle as a warbler came from the group of girls. This voice was full of surprise, amazement, and exclamation.
"Isn't that King Rencheng!?"
The speaker was none other than Ling Zhilan from Duke Xuan's Mansion. Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she remembered something. Her words revealed inexplicable excitement. She remembered, she finally remembered.
Ren Chengwang!
Hearing this resounding name, all the girls present looked at Xiao Changling with countless admiring eyes. They all wanted to see the true face of His Highness the Second Prince of Lushan. They heard that King Ren Cheng joined the army at a young age. , a hot-blooded man, who has already achieved great military success and is famous as the Zhenbei General of the three armies before he is even a young man. These daughters of well-known families who are waiting to be married have long been interested in him. Today, they finally meet me. Each one of them has something to say. How excited.
"Zhi Lan, did you admit your mistake? Is he really the King of Ren City?" Ming Yurou was a little unbelievable.
"Of course! I went to the palace with my mother a few days ago and saw King Ren Cheng practicing archery in the Imperial Garden. Although I couldn't see clearly from a distance, I was sure it was him and he wouldn't admit his mistake. "Ling Zhilan said firmly.
Hearing Ling Zhilan's tone of voice was so certain, the girls nodded. At this time, Ming Yurou looked around and suddenly said to the sisters mysteriously.
"Sisters, I have often heard from my father that of your three princes, only His Royal Highness King Qi and King Rencheng are the legitimate sons of Your Majesty and the Queen. Moreover, I have heard that Your Majesty and the Queen are the favorites. Now that he is the king of the city, even King Qi and Princess Pingyang cannot compare to his position in His Majesty's heart."
Ling Zhilan smiled lightly, "Isn't that right? I also heard that the reason why Your Majesty has not established a prince yet is because he wants to establish a city king..."
Before Ling Zhilan could finish her words, Ming Yurou was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to hold her.
"Zhilan, you are desperate, we have no say in national affairs!"
"There are no outsiders!"
Li Yan looked across the way, sizing up Xiao Changling, who was dressed in white and riding on a tall horse, Shengxue. Listening to the discussions among the sisters, a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes, and she blurted it out.
"Tell me, this city king must be a playboy, right?"
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Li Yan again, and even Xie Wanxin looked at her best friend. Ling Zhilan still spoke softly, and her words were all appropriate to Xiao Changling. worship.
"Sister Ayan, you don't know something about this. Although King Rencheng is a prince and has a noble birth, everything he has today is achieved by his own strength. I heard my father say that King Rencheng He joined the army at a young age and joined the army at the age of ten. His military exploits at such a young age were unparalleled. Otherwise, how could His Majesty hand over the 70,000 elite troops of the Beida Battalion to a man who was not yet in his prime? The city king is in charge..."
"Okay, how dare you talk about me behind my back."
I only heard a low male vibration, warm and lustrous, with the sonorous force of gold and iron, slowly coming from behind the girls, like a refreshing breeze, floating into the ears of every young girl Among them, one could hear that this sudden male voice sounded like an iron-blooded conqueror, but it still retained a gentle smile, which made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
The next moment, the girls looked back slightly, but were surprised to see Xiao Changling, dressed in white, appearing behind them at some point; it must be admitted that the young prince's demeanor was indeed very elegant, with a white jacket, a white The hair crown and white ribbon just reflected his handsome appearance; at this moment, Xiao Changling was standing on the lawn, with nothing on him except the dark "Chengying" sword. .
The golden sunlight shone on Xiao Changling's jade-like forehead.
"I have met His Highness!"
Xiao Changling slowly stepped forward and gently held the hilt of "Cheng Ying"'s sword with his left hand. The smile on his face was still as warm as ever.
"Will Your Highness also come for an outing today?" Ming Yurou asked timidly.
Unexpectedly, and beyond Ming Yurou's expectation, the prince in front of him did not pretend to be superior like other meritorious disciples. Instead, he smiled slightly and said loudly.
"I'm an uninvited guest. I didn't spoil everyone's fun."
After that, his clear eyes looked at Xie Wanxin, who was face to face with him. The coldness and ruthlessness he used to deal with the enemy on the battlefield, the iron fist and ruthlessness towards the traitors, suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were filled with flowing eyes. , frequently adding a bit of chivalrous tenderness.
Xiao Changling smiled warmly.
…
Spring is bright.
The sunshine in spring makes the green lawn on the bank of the Yudai River look like an emerald gem inlaid under the blue sky, shining with incomparable dazzling luster. The artistic conception is so profound and the air is so fresh.
At this time, Xiao Changling's face was as pale as water, and his figure was like a tall poplar tree, standing quietly on the lawn; he was wearing a snow-white dress, holding a dark sword hilt in his left hand, and holding his right hand upside down behind his back. Although the white clothes were blown by the wind, only a proud figure remained.
For a moment, Xiao Changling slowly raised his eyes, with two fiery gazes, slightly tinged with the warmth of the early spring sun, he cast them on the pure cheeks of the woman in front of him; he was across the lawn from her just now, so he could only see She has a basic figure and appearance, but now, she and he are standing face to face like this. Xiao Changling can see clearly that at this moment, she has an expression like a water lotus, her skin is as white as snow, her black and flowing hair, and her clear and beautiful eyes. , which actually made me, a dignified general of Zhenbei, look fascinated for a moment.
"If I guess correctly, this must be Miss Xie Si."
At this time, Xiao Changling had a faint smile and stared at Xie Wanxin's beautiful eyes. His eyes contained the unique brightness of young Pianpian, and his words revealed the natural gentleness of an amorous young master.
Xie Wanxin finally raised her head, her tender eyes, just like the scorching brightness of peach blossoms, reflected between the bright pupils of the man, as if she wanted to deeply remember every look of the young man in white. In my heart, this mark will never be erased for the rest of my life.
After careful inspection, Xie Wanxin discovered that Xiao Changling's looks and appearance were indeed worthy of his noble status as a prince. He had a wide and full forehead, hair as dyed as ink, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, an expression as clear as the wind, and a positive facial features. His face exudes a fierce and heroic spirit; could it be that he is the General Zhenbei praised by everyone among the soldiers of the country? He is the commander in white who once tried his sword in Mobei and rode his horse on the grassland.
Eyes facing each other.
Both sides are speechless.
"Your Highness, do you know my concubine?" Xie Wanxin looked into his fiery eyes and smiled.
Xiao Changling smiled indifferently again.
"The Xie family in Chen County has been a famous family for hundreds of years and has passed down poetry and calligraphy to the family. Your father is the head of the three princes. During the reign of Emperor Wenzong, Changling had heard of the fourth lady's name for a long time."
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Xie Wanxin lowered her head and did not look into Xiao Changling's clear eyes. Instead, she added a hint of girlish shyness. However, this slightly elegant shyness made her look even more deserted.
Just when the two of them fell into an overwhelmed silence, Li Yan suddenly stepped forward, gently hugged Wan'er's thin shoulders, smiled playfully at Xiao Changling, "King Rencheng, don't you like it?" Let's Wan'er, is it possible that Your Highness is here specifically for a beautiful woman today?"
In an instant, a girl's laughter sounded like silver bells on the green and furry grass.
As expected, amidst the laughter of the crowd, Xie Wan's pretty face was tinged with a hint of crimson, and her long eyelashes couldn't stop trembling; at this moment, she was like a quilt. The kitten whose tail was stepped on gave Li Yan an angry look. Seeing Wan'er's shy and angry look, Li Yan raised her eyebrows proudly, with a triumphant expression on her face.
"That's right, King Ren Cheng, do you like Miss Fourth?"
"Tell me about it, Your Highness."
Like Xie Wanxin's reaction, Xiao Changling had an embarrassed look on his face. He smiled awkwardly twice and then turned his head to one side to cover up his confusion and shyness. However, this could not escape the sharp eyes of those girls. Unexpectedly, The head coach of Peking University Camp, who was charging forward on the battlefield, actually had such a helpless side.
"I knew that King Ren Cheng must like Miss Wan'er."
"Hey, look, King Rencheng is sorry..."
"Your Highness, why are you blushing?"
Seeing this situation, Xiao Changling simply changed his mind, turned around again, looked at Xie Wanxin softly, and changed the topic very cleverly.
"Fourth Miss, Gu just saw your ball-thumping skills. Unexpectedly, Miss Wanxin looks demure and elegant, and she is so heroic when playing ball. It seems that Gu is looking down on you."
Looking at the handsome young prince in front of her, Xie Wanxin felt a warm current in her heart unconsciously; the reverie only lasted for a moment, and soon, Xie Wanxin looked at Xiao Changling and responded with a full smile.
"My skills are nothing compared to His Majesty's ability to kill with one shot and one shot on the battlefield."
"Do you want to go to the battlefield with me?" Xiao Changling asked suddenly.
"Can you protect me?" Xie Wan asked delicately with the agility of a girl in her heart.
"I'll protect you!"
The golden warm sun hit Xiao Changling's white clothes, covering his heroic and upright figure with a faint halo. He raised his head slightly, his expression gentle and peaceful, and he looked at Xie Wanxin quietly. His bright eyes, and the smile under the corner of his mouth, had already curved into a beautiful arc, like a gentle breeze.
Suddenly, the corners of Xiao Changling's eyes twitched slightly, as if they were cut by a sharp blade; there was a sound of arrow feathers that made the roots of teeth sore and pierced the eardrums, and bursts of high and low gasps and shouts, Faintly, it poured deep into Xiao Changling's ears.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Changling's eyes shone with a cold and sharp light.
"careful!"
It's too late, but it's soon. However, Xiao Changling raised his arms and shook his wrists, grabbed Xie Wanxin's sleeve, and quickly protected her behind him. His left hand was already tightly grasped on the hilt of the sword. Xie Wanxin's beauty turned pale at this moment. She didn't understand what happened. This made Xiao Changling act uncharacteristically.
Not only Xie Wanxin, but also countless girls, including Li Yan, Ling Zhilan, and Ming Yurou, were all frightened and looked at each other in confusion.
Whoosh.
Suddenly, a white feather arrow with a cold tip carried a sharp string control sound, like a bolt of lightning, tearing through layers of air, whistling, spinning, and piercing Xiao Changling's face.
"Your Highness, be careful!" Seeing this, Xie Wanxin was very worried and shouted out loud.
Facing this sudden arrow, Xiao Changling showed no fear. He just raised his sword eyebrows proudly and smiled sternly. The laughter contained extreme contempt, extreme disdain, and extreme arrogance.
The next moment, Xiao Changling concentrated his concentration, raised his eyes slightly, and a bright lightning flashed in his eyes. The lightning split the clouds, showing the commander's ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness. He flicked up his right hand, patted the scabbard lightly, and followed with a sound The low roar of the dragon, the sharp and cold blade of the sword, is like a piece of residual poison, and the blood-eating wolf fang seems to be able to remove a whole body of blood, and strangely jumps out of the sheath.
Cheng Ying unsheathes.
A frosty sword.
Under the spring sun, the sword light of the long sword looks particularly dazzling, shiny and transparent, like the color of beautiful jade. Once the brilliance shines on it, you will feel that it is very magical, blooming with a large soul-stirring sword light. It is really one of the "Four Famous Swords in the World". "The first one.
Xiao Changling drew his sword out of its scabbard, and waved his right hand forward slightly; a cold light flashed out, and Cheng Ying slashed past. Before the blade of the sword even touched it, the shaft of the arrow had been cut off silently by the cold sword light, and this set of actions only took place in an instant.
After the feather arrow was disconnected, Xiao Changling remained calm and held Cheng Ying behind his back with his backhand. With an extremely terrifying agility, his free left hand gently reached out and grabbed half of the feather in the air. Broken Arrow.
Xiao Changling let go of his hand.
The broken arrow fell to the ground silently.
…
Large swathes of smoke and dust rose into the sky along the distant hills and fields, blocking out the sun and seeming to have swallowed up the clear blue sky, leaving only gray and dimness, leaving behind a chilling gloom.
Looking at the billowing smoke and dust on the horizon, Xiao Changling's eyes gradually became serious, and the cold and stern expression on his face replaced the previous brightness and softness, showing an increasingly obvious arc of perseverance. Even when he held the The hand holding the sword is also holding the hilt of the sword tightly at this moment, and does not dare to let go for a moment.
As the commander in charge of a powerful force of 70,000 people, who once personally led hundreds of soldiers in bloody battles with the barbarian cavalry in the desert, Xiao Changling knew very well that the dangerous haze was slowly approaching here like the black cloud.
