Chapter 15 so many years at the end
Like the magic mirror, Xiaoxi's body was shattered into thousands of pieces, and then drifted away with the wind.
But there was a drop of crystal clear water, which fell from the air and landed on Jian Lingxi's right middle finger.
The water droplets are icy cold, although they are in the form of water, they have a temperature colder than ice.There is only one place in the world with such water - Jingxi Lake.
This is the water from the lake that he drank by mistake that night, and it was returned to him by the creek in the form of tears.
Twenty-five years of evil fate has finally come to an end.
There will be no more brooks, and no more nights.
In the silent wilderness, light footsteps sounded.A person walked slowly behind him, wearing a plain white robe, long black hair, and a silent face.She knelt down, put her arms around his shoulders, leaned her head on his back and cried, "I'm sorry Brother, I'm sorry..."
Jian Lingxi seemed to have never heard of it, still looking at the drop of water, expressionless.
The civet stopped her tears, turned to him and said, "I never thought that things would develop like this, I just wanted to resurrect Yixi, you know, I adore her so much, but, but..."
Jian Lingxi slowly withdrew his hand, the drop of water melted into his fingertips and disappeared.
"Ayin."
The civet said in surprise, "Brother, are you willing to forgive me?"
"Do me one last favor, please?"
"Brother, please tell me!"
"Send me back to the original city, can you?" Jian Lingxi stood up and said word by word, "I want to go back to Lengxiang teahouse."
The civet stood in a daze for a long time, hesitated for a long time, finally bit his lower lip and said, "Okay."
With the sound of good, the long sleeves were brushed away like water, and the magic palace flew thousands of miles away. Thousands of miles away, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, and peach blossoms were all over the branches.
The crisp bird chirping pierced through the fog in my mind bit by bit.Consciousness slowly floats upwards from the extreme darkness... Jian Lingxi opened her eyes. The purple tassels on the curtain above the bed trembled slightly in the wind, swinging back and forth across time and space. He lifted the quilt up, pushed the door out, and saw Xiao Shan hurrying past the corridor with a kettle in his hand, yelling, "Hurry up, the guests are waiting!" Pass through the small courtyard and walk along the long corridor to the end, where a cotton curtain hangs.He drew up the curtain, and the noisy sound suddenly rushed to his face. The lobby of the teahouse was full of guests, and it was extremely lively. A little girl in a green coat was singing on the stage, and thunder was rumbling below. Sure enough, he is back... Back to Lengxiang Tea House. Xiao Shui came over with melons and fruits in a towel and said, "Sir, you're awake! It's your turn to play in a while!" "Where's San Niang?" He asked, feeling like he was still in a dream. "San Niang went shopping for groceries and asked me to tell my husband that I will cook your favorite chrysanthemum herring for lunch today." At this time, someone in the lobby yelled, and he couldn't help turning his head to look back. He saw a BMW car passing by slowly, and many onlookers were crowded on both sides of the street.When the wind hit, the curtain of the car was blown away, and a beautiful face appeared, but was covered by the curtain again. His heart shook heavily, and he stared at the carriage with wide eyes, unable to move.Xiao Shui said in an envious tone, "Ah, this is the carriage of the city lord. The one sitting in the carriage is his fiancée Jiu Chao, right? What a beauty!" People on the street also whispered to each other: "This is the first time the city lord has let his fiancée show up. She usually hides her like a treasure. She must love her very much..." He shook his body and reached out to hold the counter. Nine dynasties—one evening—from nine to one, and then back to zero.Why does this woman named Jiuchao have the same face as Yixi? The curtain of the car was blown away again by the wind, as if it was preordained in the dark, Jiu Chao looked back at him, and then smiled slightly. This smile is like a bright pearl, and Yan Ran is not in the world. The curtains were lowered, and the carriage gradually moved away. He couldn't help but chased out the door, but after a few steps, he stopped again.Just like that, I watched the carriage disappear at the end of the long street, never to be seen again. After an unknown amount of time, he turned around slowly, and when he saw the golden lacquered signboard hanging on the door, he felt as if struck by lightning—— The bright sun shone on the signboard, and every word on it shone like gold - "Forgotten Tea House". Forget about the teahouse!It's not Lengxiang Tea House! ! ! The halo gradually spread, dotted his eyes, and the original scene resurfaced—— The woman stretched her hand into the lake, scooped up the water to drink, looked back at him, and smiled slightly: "Is this your residence?" Her facial features are very delicate, her eyes are bright and her smile is elegant, and the little pearl on the center of her brow is very charming. He knew that she was Yixi, and his plan was to lure Yixi to come. However, he did not expect that Princess Yixi of the Demon Palace, who was regarded as the biggest hidden danger in the world of humans and immortals, would have a face as innocent as a child. He watched her get up, ready to leave, and also saw her fall to the ground, curled up into a ball. She stretched out her hand towards him, begging for help from life, her voice was innocent, her eyes were sad, and in an instant, his heart softened. How terrible that he would soften his heart at the most critical moment. But later facts proved that it was a mistake, a big mistake. overnight. Proud, stubborn, willful, but innocent like a child. She was the only accident he encountered, and it turned out to be the only heartbeat in his life. He lied to Xiaoxi, he lied to Yixi, and he even lied to himself.How could he not like her?How can you not like her?How can you not like her?If it wasn't for such an extreme feeling, how could he have broken his principles and saved her who shouldn't have been saved?How could he allow his selfishness to enclose her in the sword and accompany her by his side?How could he exile himself and become a mortal after her soul disappeared?How could he take good care of Xiaoxi who was reincarnated in her soul for sixteen years? overnight.
Suddenly, something fell out of the sleeve.He bent down and picked it up, it turned out to be a domino, it was the last one without words that the civet cat in the fourth hall had divined for him, but now there were writings on it. The four words are entangled, distinct, yet vague, as if separated by a lifetime—— "So many years".
A hand patted him from behind, and Qin Sanniang's smiling face appeared in front of her: "What are you looking at? So engrossed?" Seeing that he didn't answer, she picked up the two herrings in her hand and shook them: "Do you like chrysanthemum herring for lunch?" This is a bright, happy, real face. He looked at her for a long time, and smiled in relief. The legend finally passed and returned to ordinary life.Then, as to why the nine dynasties look like a night, and why the teahouse changed its name, everything is no longer important. It doesn't matter anymore. On the tree outside the window, the branches and leaves are luxuriant. After so many years, it is still as blue as before.
In the carriage far away, the little maid with a bun asked Jiu Chao: "Miss, why did you smile at that uncle standing at the entrance of the teahouse just now? Do you know him?" Jiu Chao pursed his lips and blinked his eyes, and said, "Don't you think that person is weird? Standing at the street in unbuttoned clothes, it's really disrespectful." The two laughed in unison. The carriage jolted slightly and galloped into the distance.
So many years have passed.
The crisp bird chirping pierced through the fog in my mind bit by bit.Consciousness slowly floats upwards from the extreme darkness... Jian Lingxi opened her eyes. The purple tassels on the curtain above the bed trembled slightly in the wind, swinging back and forth across time and space. He lifted the quilt up, pushed the door out, and saw Xiao Shan hurrying past the corridor with a kettle in his hand, yelling, "Hurry up, the guests are waiting!" Pass through the small courtyard and walk along the long corridor to the end, where a cotton curtain hangs.He drew up the curtain, and the noisy sound suddenly rushed to his face. The lobby of the teahouse was full of guests, and it was extremely lively. A little girl in a green coat was singing on the stage, and thunder was rumbling below. Sure enough, he is back... Back to Lengxiang Tea House. Xiao Shui came over with melons and fruits in a towel and said, "Sir, you're awake! It's your turn to play in a while!" "Where's San Niang?" He asked, feeling like he was still in a dream. "San Niang went shopping for groceries and asked me to tell my husband that I will cook your favorite chrysanthemum herring for lunch today." At this time, someone in the lobby yelled, and he couldn't help turning his head to look back. He saw a BMW car passing by slowly, and many onlookers were crowded on both sides of the street.When the wind hit, the curtain of the car was blown away, and a beautiful face appeared, but was covered by the curtain again. His heart shook heavily, and he stared at the carriage with wide eyes, unable to move.Xiao Shui said in an envious tone, "Ah, this is the carriage of the city lord. The one sitting in the carriage is his fiancée Jiu Chao, right? What a beauty!" People on the street also whispered to each other: "This is the first time the city lord has let his fiancée show up. She usually hides her like a treasure. She must love her very much..." He shook his body and reached out to hold the counter. Nine dynasties—one evening—from nine to one, and then back to zero.Why does this woman named Jiuchao have the same face as Yixi? The curtain of the car was blown away again by the wind, as if it was preordained in the dark, Jiu Chao looked back at him, and then smiled slightly. This smile is like a bright pearl, and Yan Ran is not in the world. The curtains were lowered, and the carriage gradually moved away. He couldn't help but chased out the door, but after a few steps, he stopped again.Just like that, I watched the carriage disappear at the end of the long street, never to be seen again. After an unknown amount of time, he turned around slowly, and when he saw the golden lacquered signboard hanging on the door, he felt as if struck by lightning—— The bright sun shone on the signboard, and every word on it shone like gold - "Forgotten Tea House". Forget about the teahouse!It's not Lengxiang Tea House! ! ! The halo gradually spread, dotted his eyes, and the original scene resurfaced—— The woman stretched her hand into the lake, scooped up the water to drink, looked back at him, and smiled slightly: "Is this your residence?" Her facial features are very delicate, her eyes are bright and her smile is elegant, and the little pearl on the center of her brow is very charming. He knew that she was Yixi, and his plan was to lure Yixi to come. However, he did not expect that Princess Yixi of the Demon Palace, who was regarded as the biggest hidden danger in the world of humans and immortals, would have a face as innocent as a child. He watched her get up, ready to leave, and also saw her fall to the ground, curled up into a ball. She stretched out her hand towards him, begging for help from life, her voice was innocent, her eyes were sad, and in an instant, his heart softened. How terrible that he would soften his heart at the most critical moment. But later facts proved that it was a mistake, a big mistake. overnight. Proud, stubborn, willful, but innocent like a child. She was the only accident he encountered, and it turned out to be the only heartbeat in his life. He lied to Xiaoxi, he lied to Yixi, and he even lied to himself.How could he not like her?How can you not like her?How can you not like her?If it wasn't for such an extreme feeling, how could he have broken his principles and saved her who shouldn't have been saved?How could he allow his selfishness to enclose her in the sword and accompany her by his side?How could he exile himself and become a mortal after her soul disappeared?How could he take good care of Xiaoxi who was reincarnated in her soul for sixteen years? overnight.
Suddenly, something fell out of the sleeve.He bent down and picked it up, it turned out to be a domino, it was the last one without words that the civet cat in the fourth hall had divined for him, but now there were writings on it. The four words are entangled, distinct, yet vague, as if separated by a lifetime—— "So many years".
A hand patted him from behind, and Qin Sanniang's smiling face appeared in front of her: "What are you looking at? So engrossed?" Seeing that he didn't answer, she picked up the two herrings in her hand and shook them: "Do you like chrysanthemum herring for lunch?" This is a bright, happy, real face. He looked at her for a long time, and smiled in relief. The legend finally passed and returned to ordinary life.Then, as to why the nine dynasties look like a night, and why the teahouse changed its name, everything is no longer important. It doesn't matter anymore. On the tree outside the window, the branches and leaves are luxuriant. After so many years, it is still as blue as before.
In the carriage far away, the little maid with a bun asked Jiu Chao: "Miss, why did you smile at that uncle standing at the entrance of the teahouse just now? Do you know him?" Jiu Chao pursed his lips and blinked his eyes, and said, "Don't you think that person is weird? Standing at the street in unbuttoned clothes, it's really disrespectful." The two laughed in unison. The carriage jolted slightly and galloped into the distance.
So many years have passed.