The bright moon is in the sky, the streets of Zizhu County are dimly lit and there are few people.
I don't know who leaked the news, and the news that the county magistrate had died at the hands of a few foreign men and women quickly flooded the streets and alleys of Zizhu County. Although the people secretly said that they were happy, they could not help but shudder. The doors of every house were closed and the lights were not lit at night.
But there are also a few courageous street gangsters who, driven by curiosity, pretend to be harmless and walk aimlessly in groups of three or two on the street under the guise of measuring salt and buying tea. He looked around cautiously.
When a few green men came to Zixian Tower, the largest inn in Zizhu County, looking for a melancholy flute sound, they were so shocked by the sight in front of them that they froze in place and did not dare to say anything.
In the dark night, the lights on the upper and lower floors of Zuixian Tower were brightly lit. On the high terrace on the top floor, there was a woman dressed in beautiful white clothes like a fairy descending to earth. She was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling carved window, her temples moving in the wind, and her jade fingers caressing her gently. Jade flute, red lips pressed against the flute slightly, the sound of the flute is sad and melodious, echoing melodiously between heaven and earth.
Looking at the warped tiles on the roof, there is a faintly handsome middle-aged man lying drunk, throwing down an empty wine jar from time to time.
Outside Zuixian Tower, there are more than a hundred masked armored soldiers, like divine soldiers descending from the sky, holding heavy swords in their hands and powerful crossbows on their backs, guarding the surroundings of the inn. Everyone has sharp ears and eyes, and can move when they hear the wind.
The green skinned men who had never seen the world couldn't tell for a moment whether the scene in front of them was the human world or the fairyland. Could it be that the immortals really lived in this Zuixian Tower! Before they could take a few more glances, a dozen soldiers came over with swords in hand. They were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands and then ran back.
The man in white clothes plays the flute, Princess Chen Yunchai.
The drunken man lying on the roof is wearing a blue robe and a flower phoenix.
At this moment, in the Zuixian Tower, which had been cleared by the Xuanwu Army soldiers, there were only Chen Yunchai, Yan Longyu, a few boys and girls, and Wu Liangxin, the secret chess player of Longyuantai who had been hiding in Zizhu County, and others.
On the top floor, four floor-to-ceiling pear wood carved windows form an observation deck. There is a low table with cushions in front of the window, incense lingers, and yellow paper lanterns hang under the eaves outside the window.
Princess Yuxiu, Chen Yunchai, was sitting against the window with her head turned toward the clouds, her jade flute was playing, and her cold eyes were always looking out the window.
Wu Liangxin, the secret chess player of Longyuantai, stood carefully behind the woman. He seemed to have wretchedness written all over his face. At this moment, he did not dare to raise his head to take another look at this beautiful woman.
As a special agent of the imperial court and the world's number one spy network, Long Yuantai set a rule when it was founded: when in a special situation, Long Yuantai's secret agent can commit a capital crime and not die, but if one day his secret identity is revealed, If it is made public, then the number of crimes will be punished, and the crime will be increased by one level.
Wu Liangxin has been undercover for Ji Chunfan for many years and has committed numerous crimes. This time Her Royal Highness the Princess came here in person and took him out online to contact the Princess. It can be said that she was forced to reveal her identity and she has become a dying person.
He can't be considered a treacherous person, but he can't be considered a great righteousness. People only say that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but how many people comment on the merits and demerits of a small person like him?
The reason why Wu Liangxin wanted to stand in front of the princess at this moment was not because he was greedy for life and afraid of death, but because he had something he wanted before he died.
After Chen Yunchai finished playing a song, he quietly held the jade flute in his hand and was lost in thought. I don’t know how much time passed before Her Royal Highness the Princess turned around and sat back on the low table, and said coldly: "Did you remember everything I told you?"
Wu Liangxin hurriedly said: "I'll keep it in mind without missing a word."
Chen Yunchai waved his hand towards the door, "Go and find that old official Yang, then return to the capital and bring my words to your father. This palace can protect your seventy-year-old mother from being implicated by you. As for the Whether you can continue to live or not is up to fate!"
"Thank you, Princess, for saving your mother. In the next life, the villain will work as an ox or a horse for the princess to repay your kindness!" Wu Liangxin knelt down with tears in his eyes and bowed, without any worries anymore, he stood up and left the house.
"Wait a minute!" Chen Yunchai sighed softly and called to Wu Liangxin who was walking out. "When you go downstairs, please invite Mr. Yan up."
"As you command!"
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In front of a square table on the second floor.
Yan Longyu and Yan Gui sat side by side, looking boredly at Dugu Haodang and Fan Xiaochun sitting opposite each other.
Fan Xiaochun held his face with his hands and looked at Dugu Haodang with a smile from the corners of his eyes, while Dugu Haodang always looked directly at her with dullness and respect.
Yan Gui asked softly: "Little Master, His Highness Dugu and Miss Fan have been looking at each other for an hour, why didn't they say a word?".
Yan Longyu said seriously: "This is called 'never getting tired of seeing each other'. You will understand when you meet your sweetheart in the future."
Yan Gui bared his teeth and smiled, "I'm afraid that little one will never understand it in this life."
Yan Longyu was accustomed to Yan Gui's lingering low self-esteem, and he just sighed quietly as if he hated iron.
Not long after, Wu Liangxin came downstairs and found Yan Longyu, telling him that the princess had invited him, so Yan Longyu took Yan Gui towards the top-floor observation deck, leaving only Dugu Haodang and Fan Xiaochun sitting opposite each other.
As the only daughter of Fan Liangchun, the "Conglong Minister" at that time, Fan Xiaochun entered the palace as a princess's companion since she was a child. She was also favored by Wu Yanzhou, the painting sage of the dynasty, and was taught painting techniques. Her paintings became famous in the capital at the age of twelve. At that time, he left the capital with his father Fan Liangchun to "travel on orders" to enjoy the famous mountains and rivers. Fan Xiaochun visited countless people during his four-year tour, and also drew the "Pictures of Twenty-Four Beauties of National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance" that was circulated throughout the dynasty, laying the foundation for She is the second most talented woman in the world and the most talented woman in the capital.
But all this is nothing to an eighteen-year-old girl. Four years of travel have helped Fan Xiaochun develop a bright-moon-star-like character that is completely different from ordinary women. She never cares about others and is never contaminated by vulgarities. , living only in her own small world, she had seen all kinds of men, and was sought after by many so-called talents, but she could never meet a man who could make her have the idea of committing herself to him.
It wasn't until today, when she unexpectedly met him, that she realized that the love at first sight written in Mr. Baixiang's book was real.
Fan Xiaochun knew that she had only been with him for only half a day, and had not even exchanged a few words, but she could not suppress her inner feelings, which she had never experienced with any man before.
Finally, when no one was around, Fan Xiaochun slowly put down his hands that were supporting his head. His cheeks turned slightly red and he said, "They were all sent away by my sister. Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Dugu Haodang's eyes flashed and he shook his head.
Fan Xiaochun's eyes suddenly turned red and she was about to cry. She knew that if they couldn't reveal their feelings to each other tonight, then the two of them might miss each other and never have any intersection in their lives. She said sadly: "Young master just doesn't want to talk to this little girl. ?"
Dugu Haodang was immediately at a loss. He wanted to wipe away her tears, but as soon as he raised his hand, he slowly took it back, "The girl is young, how can any man not like her?"
Fan Xiaochun asked with tears in his eyes: "Then, is it because my beauty can't catch the young master's eyes?"
Dugu said grandly: "The girl is so beautiful..."
Fan Xiaochun stood up, bent down and brought his cheek close to Dugu Haodang, interrupted his words, choked slightly and said intermittently: "Then...can't you see...my feelings for you?"
Dugu Haodang didn't dare to look directly into the woman's clear and sincere eyes, and slowly closed his eyes, "I see, so what can I do. My parents were killed when I was young, my family property was stolen by an adulterer, and I bear the hatred and expectations of my husband. , Nowadays, it is difficult to avenge family feud, and the national hatred has not been eliminated, how dare you expect extravagant love between your children!"
The white-clothed celestial being made the boy a pure body, but did not give him a pure heart.
"Wrong, you are wrong." Fan Xiaochun cried and said: "Although I don't know what happened to you, but I know that what a parent hopes most is for his children to live happily, and what a teacher and elder hope most is for his disciples If you act magnanimously and do things upright, they will never expect you to kill anyone or hate anyone."
The woman cried and laughed softly in the boy's ear, "You are obviously young, but why are you so depressed? Have you ever been in love with me for even a moment? If so, just nod, okay? I just want to Know the answer in your heart.”
Young! Depressed! Dugu Haodang finally understood why Mr. Qin asked him to go to Xishu with Yan Longyu. Since he could remember, he had been living with Mr. Qin and Lao He day and night, dealing with the principles of human ethics and the emperor's mind. He cultivated his body but never cultivated his heart! He actually forgot that he was still just a young boy!
Dugu Haodang slowly opened his eyes, looked directly into the woman's red tearful eyes, and nodded silently.
The woman covered her face with her hands and cried with joy.
At this moment, she removed all the stains from his heart!
That night, Fan Xiaochun painted a picture of the boy, who was handsome and expressive, while Dugu Haodang revealed his life experience to the woman.
Before leaving the next day, the two made a promise to see each other again someday.
