The night is getting darker.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the pale moon is dim and bright. A crescent moon hidden deep in the clouds is lonely and embedded in the starry night sky. The gentle and watery moonlight pours on the winding Phoenix Mountain and also pours on the ancient temple. The lush Phoenix Temple.
The birthday banquet came to an end and the flowers were gone. The Phoenix Mountain, which is adjacent to the capital and stretches for dozens of miles and is known as the "King Mountain". The Phoenix Temple standing in the air on the mountain has already lost the splendor of the past few days. , without the clusters of flowers, without the peaceful singing and dancing, and without the grandeur of the Holy Emperor’s eternal life, only the bleak autumn coolness is left pressing between the mountains and rivers of Phoenix Mountain, reflecting the unique coldness and beauty of the autumn night.
Night is falling, and the night at Phoenix Mountain is much more quiet and quiet than that in Shangjing. Apart from the faint sound of wind, there are also the faint sounds of cranes and apes coming intermittently from the distant mountains.
Phoenix Mountain Palace, southwest.
There, under the dim moonlight, the dark bamboo garden is reflected, which is filled with large clumps of green Xiangfei bamboo. With the cool west wind of the autumn night, it sways lightly; the bright silver light is projected on the slender and smooth trees. On the bamboo joints, light and shadow danced and rustled.
The endless night was like an extremely dark curtain, completely covering the silent Bamboo Garden; everything was completely silent, and the ray of setting sun in the dusk had already merged into the gaps between the dark nebulae and disappeared without a trace. , only the edge of the bright moon that exudes clear moonlight in the night sky is covered with a layer of light cyan halo, looking from a distance, it seems as if it is far away.
The moonlight shines all over the bamboo garden, dotting the bamboo forest paths covered with yellow cobblestones. Gradually, it outlines the graceful grace of a girl, with bright eyes and white teeth, elegant and graceful. She is wearing a long aqua dress, and the graceful clouds complement her. Her skin is as white as snow, as white as jade, and her clear eyes contain two pools of spring water. They are held under the curved eyebrows of willow leaves. She frowns and smiles like a stunning beauty, captivating countless men in the world, becoming more and more charming; It was extremely simple clothing, but when it was placed on her body, it revealed a bright and moving elegance in the spare time of gentleness and elegance. It made people just glance at it and linger for the rest of their lives.
Under the soft moonlight, Xie Wanxin was wearing her aqua women's skirt embroidered with pink butterflies and fluttering patterns. Accompanied by Mingyu, she walked in the silent bamboo garden. Her steps seemed extremely light, and her whole body The person seems to be held up in mid-air by colorful auspicious clouds. Coupled with her flowing skirt and flowing cloud bun, which is as beautiful as a waterfall, she looks even more graceful and graceful.
Not long after, Xie Wanxin and Mingyu's master and servant walked out of the bamboo garden and walked to the shore of a relatively quiet lake. When they saw a pavilion in front of them, Mingyu stepped forward and gently held it. The fourth lady climbed up the steps and sat down slowly.
The night wind by the lake carries the fragrance of bamboo leaves and flowers, blowing across the sparkling lake, stirring up a circle of thin ripples; the girl's clear eyes are like a shallow blue pool, gazing at the lake. The night seems to be about to melt the fallen snow in winter, and it seems to be pouring into the depths of the lake in front of you. Along the lake, it flows endlessly into the long river and into the sea...
The moonlight tonight is very bright. Xie Wanxin's beautiful figure, with the help of the bright moon, is like a beautiful woman reborn in a fairy mountain and a palace, and her brilliance moves the world.
At this moment, crisp footsteps sounded from behind Xie Wanxin, lingering at the steps of the pavilion and slowly drifting into the pavilion. Those were not the light steps of a woman, but the steady feet of a man.
When she heard the sudden footsteps, Xie Wanxin's first reaction was to smile sweetly, then Yingying stood up and spoke before she even looked back, her voice was gentle and affectionate, and contained a hint of the tranquility unique to a girl.
"Erlang, you are here..."
However, when Xie Wanxin turned her head and looked back, she was surprised to find that the figure that caught her eye at this moment was not the wispy white clothes, nor the familiar sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, and handsome figure, but They are two men who are very different from Xiao Changling's austere demeanor.
One of the men was none other than Situ Xie Hao's third son, Xie Wanxin's third brother, and the most handsome young nephew of the Xie family - Xie Yang, a man from Wanning County; I saw that this man was only older than Xie Wanxin When he was two years old, Xie Situ had high hopes and painstaking efforts in cultivating him since he was a child. The third son of the Xie family, who was only seventeen years old at the time, inherited the demeanor of his father Zhilan Yushu. He had a slim appearance and elegant appearance. He was already over seven feet in length and was neither fat nor fat. Thin, coupled with the light blue Confucian shirt he is wearing and the plain silk scarf tied on his head, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most handsome man in the Xie family. No wonder Lord Situ relies so much on his family. The third son.
Through the moonlight cast in the night sky on the earth's surface, Xie Wanxin could clearly see that standing next to her third brother was a noble man wearing a mysterious red-bottomed Yuan suit. At first glance, this man's age was roughly around two. He is about ten years old, with a pair of bright red phoenix eyes, a noble appearance, and charming style, especially the two thick black eyebrows hanging on his forehead, which increasingly reveal his intimidating and compelling gaze, adding a touch of aura to his body. For the awe-inspiring aura of the future emperor.
At this time, Xie Wanxin, through the girl's keen insight, discovered to her surprise that the young man next to her third brother looked somewhat similar to Erlang in terms of his eyebrows, appearance, and appearance. , the behavior is somewhat similar. The only difference is that Erlang has a masculine and wild heroic spirit that is cold and arrogant, but the temperament of this man is as calm as water. With a solemn and stern imperial air, two faces and two styles intersect at the same time in the depths of Miss Xie Si's pair of bright eyes.
Thinking of this, a thought suddenly appeared in Xie Wanxin's mind: Could it be that there is some kind of close blood relationship between him and Erlang? Your Majesty currently has only three princes. King Yuzhang is still in his prime. Apart from Erlang, there is only the Crown Prince in the East Palace...
Xie Wanxin turned around and looked up to see her third brother and the man in Yuanfu standing at the foot of the pavilion's stone steps, looking straight at herself surrounded by the moonlight.
But soon, Xie Wanxin felt a little uncomfortable, because the man's eyes never moved away from her body from beginning to end, and kept staring straight at her, as if countless electric lights had condensed, like extremely He was the disciple of a wealthy family; the man looked at Xie Wanxin steadily, looked at her flawless face, smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, and could no longer hide the joy in his heart.
A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels.
As a girl from the Xie family, and as a woman from a wealthy family who has been deeply influenced by the etiquette of the boudoir since she was a child, Xie Wanxin felt her heart pounding after being looked at by a man for a long time, her cheeks turned red, and she had no choice but to walk out of the pavilion; and Xie Yang and the other two Seeing this, he slowly walked over.
"Third brother." Xie Wanxin suppressed the awkwardness and discomfort in her heart. She didn't take another look at the man, but bowed slightly and bowed to her brother.
Xie Yang nodded, turned to look at the man beside him, and saw the look in his eyes, always hovering over his sister's beautiful face, unwilling to move away for a long time; how mature Xie Yang was, he could tell at a glance Understanding the profound meaning, he turned to look at his sister.
"Yao Yao, I haven't met His Highness the Crown Prince yet!"
Sure enough, he is the eldest son of His Majesty the Emperor and Empress Dugu. Today, one person is less than one person and more than ten thousand people. He is also the blood brother of Qin Wang Xiao Changling's sibling - Crown Prince Xiao Changyao.
"My maid has met His Highness the Crown Prince." Xie Wanxin bowed solemnly. Although her voice was gentle and sweet, it contained a hint of coldness that could be viewed from a distance but not played with, making it impossible for people to get close.
Despite this, Xiao Changyao's bright eyes were still staring straight at the fairy-like woman in front of him, becoming more and more intoxicated by her world-famous beauty. Previously, at the Phoenix Temple and in front of the Chenglin Hall, I and she just looked at each other from a distance. The emotional fire that had been waiting for a long time in His Highness was instantly ignited by the tender girl in front of him; now, she is standing there. Here, so close to him, the Crown Prince's sleepy heart glowed with blazing passion, ushering in the first excitement in his life, which was a feeling he had never had before.
"Your Highness, this is my sister-in-law Wan Xin. My younger sister has no status. She has been spoiled by her father since she was a child. She didn't notice His Highness coming and bumped into Him. Please don't blame His Highness the Prince." Xie Yang thought for a moment and then said in a deep voice.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Changyao looked at Xie Wanxin's pure and beautiful face, and his lips suddenly curled up and down, revealing an extremely bright smile.
"Hey, the man from Xie County is serious. I have always heard of the fourth lady's name and admired it for a long time. When I was still the king of Qi, I heard people talk about the fourth daughter of the Xie Situ family. They are both beautiful. It is truly a blessing for me to see such a beautiful woman today."
Xiao Changyao smiled very calmly, his voice was also very gentle, and his eyes were as warm as the spring breeze in March. It was in sharp contrast to the fierceness he had shown when he was at war with Xiao Changling at the birthday banquet, as if he wanted to use a tone of tenderness. , melting the cold heart of the woman in front of him.
Although Xiao Changyao's voice and smile look as gentle as spring, unlike Xiao Changling, there is a bit of sinister color hidden under this warmth, which is a desire to conquer that comes from deep in a man's heart. , and never-ending ambition.
Xie Wanxin lowered her gaze. The girl's innate snow-skinned appearance, smudged by a thin layer of rouge, still looked so chaste and quiet, so graceful, but her charming eyebrows and clear eyes were always filled with A wisp of cold snow is like a snow lotus blooming on the top of Tianshan Mountain, cool, elegant and noble.
"Your Highness is so complimentary."
Seeing that Xie Wanxin was still highly vigilant and guarded against him, Xiao Changyao immediately turned around and whispered a few words to Xie Yang.
"Mr. Xie County, I would like to chat with your sister alone, but I don't know..."
Before Xiao Changyao could express what he meant, Xie Yang immediately understood.
"That's natural. Your Highness is the vice-president of the throne. You have your own reasons for what you want to do. Your Highness, please do what you want. I, I, should go over there for a walk."
"Third brother, I..." Xie Wanxin looked at her brother with a tender look for help.
"Don't worry, Yaoyao, His Royal Highness just wants to talk to you for a while." Xie Yang smiled and said with relief.
Perhaps for the sake of her third brother, Xie Wanxin lightly pursed her red lips. Her slender and pretty figure stood quietly outside the pavilion. The night wind blew the girl's long skirt, and the skirt was fragrant for a while.
Under the moonlight, Fourth Miss Xie looked as cold as a cold plum blossom blooming proudly in the wind and snow. Gentle and proud, with flowers blooming in the wind, and a beautiful jade face, maintaining a touch of melancholy, making people feel love and affection.
After Xie Yang left, the pavilion by the lake was silent, except for the two silent figures of a man and a woman shrouded in the bright moon...
One of them is the crown prince of Zhou Dynasty, and the other is a girl from the Xie family.
It was supposed to be a match made in heaven, but instead, it turned out that the man was affectionate and the concubine was unintentional, and it was just wishful thinking.
…
Lakeside, pavilion.
During the long night, the moon hung high in the sky, and except for the chirping of insects from the lakeside, there was no life.
At the same moment, a scorching gaze, inadvertently and with infinite passion, stared directly at the young girl in front of her with a floating skirt and an icy posture that looked like a fairy, burning Miss Xie Si's ecstasy. Spring heart.
That's right.
That scorching look came from the red phoenix eyes of the Crown Prince Xiao Changyao. The endless care and attachment, as well as the passionate emotions contained in those eyes swept away the noble and awe-inspiring prince, and turned into two bright flames. , burst out instantly.
For this aloof Crown Prince, he himself could not tell clearly when he began to take the figure of this woman deeply into his heart. Maybe it was a startling glance under the Phoenix Temple, or maybe it was... The meandering bow in front of Chenglin Palace; the nine-layered palace, the majestic imperial power. Even if he is the prince, even though he has thousands of thoughts in his heart, he cannot talk to others. Only when facing the woman in front of him, he can truly Zhengdi realized personally that he was no longer the crown prince of Zhou Dynasty who was admired by thousands of people and worshiped by the subjects of the world, but a living person, a full-blooded Xiao Changyao.
Such a touch is only temporary, very short-lived, like a drop in the ocean.
The Crown Prince's hot eyes were like two sharp arrows, directed towards Miss Xie Si's beautiful jade-white face; however, Xie Wanxin remained unmoved, and she lowered her slender and charming peach blossom eyes, as pale as autumn water. There was a hint of calm coldness in his expression.
After all, it was Xiao Changyao who spoke first, with a slight smile in his voice.
"Fourth Miss, have you just heard your brother call the girl 'Yao Yao'?"
"Yes." On Xie Wanxin's lips, an illusory waning moon before dawn floated, and she responded coldly.
"Oh? I wonder what these two words mean?" Xiao Changyao was very curious.
Xie Wan felt depressed for a moment, then smiled calmly and spoke in a clear voice.
"This is my concubine's nickname. My father took it from "Nine Songs", which means 'Zan Xi Yao Yao, Kong Jing is humorous'."
Xiao Changyao smiled slightly after hearing this.
"I see. Your Majesty is worthy of being the emperor of the world, and you are so particular about your names. Then..., Fourth Miss, can I call you 'Yao Yao' from now on?"
The prince's words were obviously tentative; Xie Wanxin suddenly raised her jade face and smiled slightly, her eyes that should have been tender and tender like water, like a pool of snow water that had just melted on the iceberg, slowly seeped into Xiao Changyao's eyes Even though it was not the twelfth lunar month of winter, he still felt a bone-chilling chill.
"Is there anything else, Your Highness?! If there is nothing important, I will leave first."
I saw Xie Wanxin turning around to leave, but Xiao Changyao gently reached out to stop him; a frustrated anger gradually grew from the heart of the crown prince. Xie Wanxin hated herself, and she actually hated herself. This feeling made Xiao Changyao, the prince Very unhappy. However, Xiao Changyao quickly suppressed the anger that surged in his heart. He couldn't let Xie Wan be afraid of him, absolutely not.
"Yao Yao, do you hate me so much? Are you not even willing to say one more word to me?!"
At the moment, the Xie Wanxin in Xiao Changyao's eyes stood quietly in front of him, his dark eyes as indifferent as ripples of light, his alluring face as if shining on a water lotus, and his cold expression, like a piece of crystal frost and snow, endless.
"Your Highness has misunderstood, this is not what I mean. Your Highness is the direct descendant of a tomb, with a dragon-like character, gentleness, courteousness, and thrift. As the sun shows, he is the asset of an emperor through the ages and has the spirit of a master. I am a concubine, and I dare not reach high. Don’t dare to have wishful thinking..."
Listening to the flattering words coming from the beauty's mouth, Xiao Changyao smiled bitterly.
"Yao Yao, I have been listening to you, so... can you listen to me talk about my past."
Xie Wanxin slowly raised her eyes, and her eyes were finally not as cold as before, but a little softer. Xiao Changyao paused and said.
"My current concubine, Mrs. Cao, was the wife my father and mother decided to marry for me when I was fifteen years old. Counting it all, it has been almost five years since she married me. As a crown princess, Qingxi is competent. It is impeccable to give birth to children for me and support my husband and raise them. However, it is a pity that the widow and her are more like relatives than lovers. The widow only has the righteousness of husband and wife to her, but there is no love between a man and a woman... …Yao Yao, you know, I have been used to the devastation caused by the struggle for imperial power in the palace since I was a child. Today, I am the prince of Zhou Dynasty under one person. Tomorrow, I may become a prisoner, or even have a different head. I also long for a warm embrace in this world, which makes me feel that I am no longer alone. Do you understand, Yao Yao..."
After saying that, Xiao Changyao slowly opened his arms, trying to take the woman in front of him into his arms.
In response to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's sudden intimate behavior, Xie Wanxin's originally calm expression suddenly revealed a cold and cold expression that she was extremely resistant to. In her opinion, there is only one man in the world who is qualified. Holding herself in her arms, he is her second husband. No one else can even touch her, even if you are the prince. When Xie Wanxin saw this, she subconsciously took a step back, avoiding Xiao Changyao's steady hands. .
"Your Highness the Crown Prince. Please respect yourself."
The more the woman tightens, the stronger Xiao Changyao's desire to conquer. The more wild and untamed the woman, the more she can arouse the infinite enthusiasm in the young prince's heart. He smiled seductively and said.
"What?! Isn't it bad to be a widowed woman? Don't you want to be the most noble woman in the world!"
Unexpectedly, after saying this, a cold and disdainful smile bloomed on the edge of Xie Wanxin's red lips, like an elegant and cold plum blossom, standing proudly in the ice and snow.
"I'm really sorry, Your Highness, I forgive you for not knowing how to praise me; I am just a little girl, not so high-spirited, nor so ambitious. Besides..., Wan'er already has a sweetheart, and I'm afraid I will let down Your Highness. The sea is as affectionate as the sea."
"Your sweetheart must be Ah Man!" Xiao Changyao said coldly, his eyes full of love and hatred.
"So what?! Even if I have nothing to do with His Highness King Qin, what does it have to do with His Highness? Your Highness is the crown prince of a country. What kind of woman do you want? There is no shortage of me, so why bother pretending to be an infatuated young man here." Xie Wanxin He responded coldly, and with just a few traces of disdainful smile on his lips, he drew a distance between Chu River and Han Dynasty.
After a long time, Xiao Changyao raised his noble face and suddenly sneered.
"Yao Yao, you have to think clearly. If you choose Ah Ma, you will only be the princess of a vassal king throughout your life. But if you choose Wei Ren, I promise you, I will make you become the princess of the entire Zhou Dynasty. The most noble woman, whatever you want, I will satisfy you. Even if it is the queen's phoenix crown in the future, I will give it to you without hesitation. Now, I only ask you, are you..., willing? ?”
At this moment, Xie Wanxin's voice was stagnant for a moment, and her tone was as cold as ice, but it was like a thin sharp knife cutting through the eardrums, making people feel desolate; such a bright red face was like a bunch of snow-purple lightning, suddenly Cut through the heavy starry sky, don't look at it.
"Your Highness wants to find someone who treats you sincerely, but I also want to tell you that sincerity must be exchanged for sincerity. If you have any other ideas, please forgive Wan'er for not being able to give you sincerity."
After saying that, Xie Wan turned around and left elegantly without looking back. She wore a long aqua skirt, and with the gentle night wind, she gently brushed away the dense mountain scenery, leaving only a graceful beauty. The back is getting further and further away.
Looking at the girl's retreating silhouette, the crown prince's face felt as cold as a wave of loss, and he felt dejected.
"Yao Yao, sooner or later you will be my Xiao Changyao's woman."
…
After an unknown period of time, the roaring wind swirled in the dark night sky. Every gust of wind blew by, breaking countless fallen leaves and flowers; dense rain clouds quickly gathered together, covering them up with a heavy blackness. Under the bright moonlight, the clouds rolled and relaxed.
The wind blows, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles.
That night, rain fell on Phoenix Mountain.
