Above the high pavilion, a strong wind was blowing, and dark clouds were rolling in the sky, as if a mountain rain was about to come.
The young man was dressed in white, standing in front of the window. The sea level in the distance was rough, and the waves repeatedly hit the rocks on the shore, and the droplets raised obscured his vision.
He moved his eyes upward and looked at the tall mountain that stood straight up. It was dark in color and barren of grass. The top of the mountain reached straight into the clouds and was surrounded by a few dark clouds, which made it even more strange.
He silently withdrew his gaze and sighed softly. As time passed, a strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he had been standing here for days or years. Loneliness and emptiness instantly occupied his heart.
At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler pushed in the door, and the young man asked: "Is there any news about the master?"
"Young Master, I have just been away for more than half a month. There will be no news so soon."
"Then is Miss Qingran here?"
"Have you forgotten? The lady just came here the day before yesterday."
The young man was a little disappointed and turned around to look at the confused Hai Tian. The housekeeper reported: "Master, a girl was injured and fell outside the village. Do you see it?"
The young man was a little surprised, "It's really rare. I haven't seen anyone outside for so many years? Dad said that he should be kind to others, so he should be placed in the manor first to let her recover from her injuries."
Que Xiu woke up with a splitting headache. He struggled to sit up and looked around. The scenery was completely different. He was at the foot of the mountain. The mountain was covered with scorched earth and no grass could grow. The mountain road was rugged and stretched all the way to the top of the clouds. At the bottom of the mountain is a flower field, colorful, with bees and butterflies flying, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Just as he was about to stand up, two people suddenly came running from the mountain. One person shouted: "This man has crossed the line, what is his background?"
The two men looked like menacing men, and couldn't help but hold Que Xiu down and began to search his body.
"You look very cool, but you don't have any weapons. Let's take it back and let the boss handle it!"
One person twisted his arm and subdued him. Que Xiu didn't resist, but he could knock these two thieves to the ground with three punches and two kicks. He wanted to get more information and get to know them.
At this moment, in the flower field, someone yelled: "You are committing evil in broad daylight. Aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"
The girl Zhuoran stands in the flower field, with a delicate appearance but a very firm attitude. The two thugs were stunned for a moment, and one of them said: "It seems that he is someone below who occasionally crosses the line. Please spare him!"
He raised his foot and kicked him. Que Xiu rolled to the ground and fell into the flower field. The two people walked away.
Que Xiu was lying among the flowers. The fragrance was fragrant and bees and butterflies were flying by. He felt a little comfortable. He really wanted to lie here for a long time and take a rest.
The girl came very close, her breath was like blue, her eyelashes fluttered, and she looked at him carefully, "It turns out he is a handsome young man. Are you from outside? What is your name?"
She gently wiped the dirt on Que Xiu's face, and her clear eyes were like a piece of white paper, making it impossible for anyone to have any evil thoughts.
"My name is Que Xiu." He stood up, a little cautiously.
"My name is Qingran." The girl still looked at him intently, "You are so handsome! As handsome as my lover!"
When she said this, there was no trace of shyness on her face, her true feelings were revealed, and she was very calm.
"Are you married?"
Qingran shook her head, "When his father comes back from his work, we will get married soon!" Her eyes showed great respect, and the corners of her mouth contained a happy smile. What she saw was the huge courtyard not far away.
Que Xiu changed the subject, "Who was that just now?"
"Those are bandits on the mountain. Fortunately, as long as they don't cross the line, they won't be in conflict with us."
"Then what is this place?"
"This is Banyue Island, and we call that mountain Black Mountain."
Que Xiu looked around, and as far as he could see, the coastline looked like a semicircle, indeed shaped like a half moon.
Qingran took his hand and said, "You are injured, go to my house, I will take care of you."
The cabin is in the middle of a flower field, and the fenced courtyard is very quiet. There are several beehives placed in front of the door, and the bees are busy going back and forth, complementing the fragrance of the flowers. The wooden table is low and a few wooden stools are placed randomly, showing a pastoral atmosphere.
First, a bowl of honey was presented to Que Xiu, which filled his mouth with sweetness.
"I live alone, so feel free to stay here."
In the afternoon, after a heavy rain, the sky cleared up. The young man burned incense and played a piece of piano music, like a clear spring flowing, and the beautiful sound echoed in the high pavilion.
After the song was played, the butler came in a hurry and said, "Young master, you are really good at predicting things. I have indeed received a letter from you."
The young man opened the letter, with familiar handwriting and a few words, with a cheerful face and a relaxed expression, "Dad said he went to Jiangnan, and the small building was beautiful in the mist and rain. He also said he would be back at the end of the month."
"That's very good. Then I will hurry up and prepare for your marriage to Miss Qingran."
When Qingran was mentioned, the young man's eyes were blurred and his thoughts were flying to the sky.
"Master, the girl we just rescued is awake and waiting outside the door. She wants to see you..."
With the moon above the treetops and the sound of insects chirping outside the window, Que Xiu calmed down and connected everything together, trying to get a reasonable answer. When I came out of the barrier, I only felt a flash of light in front of my eyes, but I didn't know anything anymore? What is this place? Could it be related to the barrier he broke into? Also, this girl is like a pure white paper, completely undefended?
Even breathing came from the back room, and Qingran had fallen asleep. Que Xiu put on his clothes and got out of bed, and tiptoed closer. The girl's cheeks were carefully carved, and she was as beautiful as a celestial being, but it did not arouse the original desire in her heart at all.
He stared for a long time and suddenly noticed something strange...
For several days, Qingran was busy in the flower field. Que Xiu helped her and sometimes told her some strange stories. Qingran would be speechless or laugh heartily. A happy atmosphere permeated the entire flower field.
Que Xiu sighed in his heart: It turns out that happiness is really simple.
Sometimes, Qingran also expresses emotion: How great it would be if I could go and see the outside world!
The next morning, Qing Ran got up early, dressed up, and picked a bouquet of flowers in front of the door. She put a basket on Que Xiu's back and put the honey flowers in it. "Thank you for your hard work today. I will take you to see my lover. He My name is Muchen."
The two of them went out and walked along the flower field path to the front of the village courtyard. They walked straight in. Qingran was very familiar with the people inside and waved hello.
To the main hall, there is a wooden three-story building with high eaves, carved beams and painted pillars. In the middle, there is a plaque with the three words "Jishan Pavilion" written on it, which is elegant and elegant. Qingran couldn't wait and climbed the stairs, leaving Que Xiu behind.
When Que Xiu went upstairs, he saw the two of them hugging each other deeply and sticking together. He was a little embarrassed and coughed slightly before the two of them separated. Qingran was not embarrassed at all and took Mu Chen's hand, "Brother, this is my new friend. His name is Que Xiu and he is from outside."
Mu Chen didn't resist, he cupped his hands and said, "What a coincidence. I also have a new friend from outside."
Qingran was overjoyed and shook his arm, "Brother, please come and see me!"
After a while, the housekeeper led the way, and a young woman came timidly.
"Her name is Ling Han, and she is also from the outside world."
Qingran rushed over and grabbed her hands, "Sister is so beautiful, like a fairy walking out of a painting!"
This woman is delicate and cold. Compared with Qingran's enthusiasm and magnanimity, she is just like midsummer or cold winter. The beauty of ice and snow is shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere.
After the intimacy, Ling Han looked up and saw Que Xiu. His body was trembling and his expression was fearful. He pointed with his finger, "It's this murderer. He wanted to be frivolous to me. I resisted and he chased me so hard that I fell off the cliff..."
Suddenly, everyone was shocked and at a loss. Que Xiu was unprepared for this sudden accusation and was dumbfounded.
Ling Ran fell to his knees and burst into tears, "Young Master, please make the decision. Don't let this villain go."
Qingran's face changed, "Thanks to me, I treated you as a gentleman and treated you with all the courtesy. Who knew you were an evil adulterer? You are unforgivable!"
Que Xiu wanted to defend himself, but Qingran raised his hand and gave him a palm, neither light nor heavy. His cheeks turned red and he choked back his words.
Mu Chen said coldly: "Dad taught me to be kind to others, but not to tolerate evil. Put this adulterer in a cell."
The housekeeper was a little embarrassed, "Master, there are no cells in the village!"
"Lock him into the firewood shed first and wait for disposal!"
Que Xiu was pushed and imprisoned. He was confused and puzzled. Why would a strange woman frame him? Thinking of Qingran's disappointed eyes, my heart ached.
The moonlight was like a wash, and he lay on the haystack and fell asleep. The figure flickered in the hazy light, and the sharp sword flashed and pierced his chest...
Am I dead? The soul should return to the underworld, yes, it is such a dark sky. He wanted to sit up, but two people ran towards him, and one shouted: "This man has crossed the line, what is his background?"
This situation is so familiar. Half of it is scorched earth and half of it is a field of flowers. What's going on?
A scolding voice came to my ears: "You commit crimes in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"
Que Xiu was kicked by someone and rolled all the way into the flower field. It was still a familiar feeling. His eyelashes fluttered and his expression was as pure as white paper.
He jumped up and said, "You are Qingran, don't ask me how I know this, come with me quickly, your brother Muchen is in danger!"
"But, I don't know you!" Qingran Nuonuo said.
"I come from the outside world, and I am a good person." He emphasized the word "good person" specially.
Qingran looked relieved. This girl received the information too quickly and casually.
"You said Brother Muchen would be in danger?"
"There is a stranger sneaking into the village, which may be detrimental to him. Let's help him quickly."
The two of them hurried away, speeding along the flower field path. "That person is now in the village. Let's go and expose her conspiracy on the spot."
After entering Zhuangzi, Que Xiu stopped a servant and asked, "Where is the new Miss Ling Han?"
The servant was stunned, first looked at Qingran, and then replied: "She is resting in the guest room in the west courtyard."
This time Qingran took the initiative to lead the way to the quiet courtyard to the west. Que Xiu pushed open the door and barged in. Ling Han was half leaning on the bedside and was surprised when he saw them coming in.
Que Xiu looked fierce and asked her fiercely: "Why did you frame me?"
Ling Han's lips moved, and he suddenly cried bitterly, "I have my own reasons!" She buried her head in tears and shrugged her shoulders, which was endearing.
Qingran instantly softened her heart, "Don't you have some misunderstanding? Sit down and talk slowly."
Que Xiu also felt reckless and sighed, "If you have any difficulties, just tell her!" He leaned over to comfort her, but suddenly a light flashed in Ling Han's palm, and a sharp blade pierced his chest...
