Qingzhou
"Some things can only be shaped into the desired shape after they are completely crushed."
Qian Qian didn't bother to eat the prince's food, but she was starving. She was dizzy and saw a palace engulfed by blood and fire. King Han and his queen all raised their swords to kill themselves, and the thick blood poured into her body. Underneath, a pair of light and gorgeous clothes were soaked heavily.
The nine-year-old princess didn't understand the country yet, she only knew that her home was gone, and her grief and confusion with nowhere to go turned into heart-piercing cries.
Squeak.
The palace door was opened.
The figure of the young man holding the sword is so familiar yet strange.
She cried and asked the man for her parents.
Qian Qian restrained himself from rubbing his sore eyes and gently asked the young man at the door, "Brother Prince, where are Xiao Xi's parents?"
Something overlapped, the young man holding the sword, the young man in the mysterious robe, the past and the future, their eyes so deep that they couldn't see the truth, they both whispered: "Some things can only be shaped into the desired shape after they are completely crushed to pieces. "
She didn't want to cry, but her tears began to fall. Some reasons were superficial, and some were hidden in her heart. Love and hate were always unclear.
"Ten years." She heard a cold and slow voice beside her ears. It was the peace that she had never seen before but was most afraid of now. It was so peaceful that you were no different from dust in his eyes.
"You still haven't made any progress, Han Qianqian."
Qian Qian suppressed his cry and held his head high without showing weakness, "What improvement do I need, and what improvement do you have? Prince Daqian is so free that he can only teach the prisoners?"
The iron chain clanked, and Yi Changsheng looked at her expressionlessly, making her unable to tell the difference. Suddenly, a guard came to report that Qianshan County Yin asked to see him.
Qian Qian didn't feel anything when she first heard it, until she saw a smile twitching at the corner of Yi Changsheng's lips. Her eyes were lukewarm and unpredictable.
Liu Yueran pulled her gently and said, "Senior brother must be here to save us."
"Maybe." Qian Qian nodded absently, and then started to worry about her senior brother. God knows she felt uneasy when she thought about the prince now, as if this man was so insidious that he could do anything. I just hope that my senior brother will have more snacks.
The county Yin Linghu saw Yi Changsheng in the study room and reported his duties in a formal manner. At the end, he glanced at her casually, with only a light pink scar on her cheek. He lowered his head and said, "I do not manage the county well, which allows these thieves to take advantage of it." The machine entered the palace and disturbed His Highness. It is really hard to escape the blame for death. Please punish His Highness."
"The matter is over, there is no need to correct it. Besides, these martial arts leaders are not something you can stop."
"However, this is indeed the minister's negligence." Ling Hu saw that she did not mention the two monks, so he could only continue with a shy face, "I wonder if all the thieves have been arrested. If not, please give me a chance to make amends."
"Ling Qing is determined. The thief should be caught and dead." Yi Changsheng said, "Compared to this matter, how is the epidemic situation?"
Ling Hu considered it, "I haven't found anything yet, I hope it's just my illusion."
"There is nothing wrong with being cautious. I will make a secret visit to Shimen Pass in a few days. I hope you and Zhou Qing will take care of the affairs of the county carefully."
"I should do my best to serve you."
"It's strange. According to the intelligence, Han Qianqian and the others are staying at Ling Hu's house. Why don't we see them rescuing people, and only Ling Hu comes to test them?" Zhan Changfeng said strangely, but he was lying down and reading some idle books. The four characters "Xianzong Yezhi" are clearly printed on the cover.
"Ninety percent of it is because I want something." Yi Changsheng was practicing the art of war and had time to reply to her.
"What about the remaining 10%?"
"The person is not in the city."
Zhan Changfeng went through many bizarre stories, but suddenly he felt that they were boring. Most people's imaginations have stopped here. One by one, the miraculous gods abandoned their instincts, their true selves, and spoke sincerely.
She simply threw away the book, took a few steps, hooked Yi Changsheng's neck and hung it on her body. She tightened her arms. Although it had no real effect, it conveyed a threat very well.
Yi Changsheng took it for granted. While rehearsing the formation and deployment on the sand table, he asked casually, "Why don't you read the book?"
"The evil ghost who harmed countless people turned around for the kind-hearted girl and earned all the tears of the full moon. The beautiful spirit did not absorb the essence of the sun and moon but instead wrote a story of infatuation. The immortal who had been in the sky for a long time lived up to expectations and fell into the world of mortals to rip out his heart and lungs." Zhan Chang Feng said worriedly, "According to this way of writing, our life is probably that the last royal family was cruel and cruel, and was finally inspired to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
Yi Changsheng, "Everything is beautiful."
Zhan Changfeng frowned, "Only falsehoods become delusions."
"That's how the world is. If you don't get it, you turn it into universal hope." Yi Changsheng tilted his head slightly, his lips almost touching 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 will never back down."
The corners of Yi Changsheng's lips raised into a smile, like icebergs melting, light breaking through the clouds, spring flowers blooming, Zhan Changfeng was caught in the sight.
"Be good, let's play."
"Why."
Zhan Changfeng walked a few steps and immediately came to his senses. He angrily pinched the waist of a woman who was focused on deduction, "You changed the subject again!"
"Where did I change the subject?"
Yi Changsheng always looked at her with an inadvertent tenderness, and coupled with a doting helplessness, it just couldn't make people have a good quarrel. Zhan Changfeng turned her head to the other side, "It's annoying to look at this face."
"Isn't this face yours?"
"Then can you be more serious."
"Am I bothering you by pampering myself?"
The opponent was so powerful that Zhan Changfeng's heart almost melted. He held on and retorted righteously, "Pampering is the breeding ground for laziness and willfulness. Yi Changsheng, you are committing a crime against me for the rest of my life!"
Yi Changsheng looked at her with clear eyes, "You have been with me for the first half of your life, and you still want to run away for the second half of your life?"
"" Zhan Changfeng lowered his head and counted the grains of sand in the sand tray. One grain, two grains, three grains, and four grains. When he counted two hundred and fifty grains, he raised his eyes. He had already gone to study the art of war in his hands.
Zhan Changfeng sighed, it was obviously the same person, how could he be eaten to death? But who is she? She is a stubborn person.
"Yi Changsheng, Zhan Changfeng wandered in front of her, and said sadly, "We agreed to go to Shimen Pass, but we have been pushing it back for a few days. Do you want to delay it? "
Yi Changsheng was silent, and this silence made Zhan Changsheng feel relieved. They were one and the same, but it was undeniable that even she sometimes didn't know what she was thinking.
"Do we have to go?" Yi Changsheng whispered, planting a small flag on a hill somewhere in his hand.
"It's not a question of whether to 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 Xiao Qi.
Two equally pure and slender hands, a flag with a dull sword, and an ordinary hill stand in a stalemate on the sand table with crisscrossing veins.
Zhan Changfeng looked into her eyes. Even though they were born together, even though they shared the same skin, Zhan Changfeng only liked her eyes. With her in his eyes, there was a vast world that was deeper than the starry sky.
But she never thought that one day she would find fear there. It's like a lion suffering from toothache. The hero foresees the end, leaving people helpless and sad.
"What are you worried about?" Zhan Changfeng pointed to the sand table, "Shimen Pass? Xiyupo? Or the Prime Minister with unknown origins from Mingtang?"
Yi Changsheng rarely hesitated, "I can't explain clearly, this place gives me a very bad feeling."
Zhan Changfeng glanced at where Xiaoqi was, "Xi Yu Slope?" 11
