Chapter 17 millennium

Bomb index millennium. The Buddha said: All sentient beings have all kinds of love, love and greed from beginning to end, so there is reincarnation. Thousands of years later, he came by paddling.That style is dense, but the water waves are still not happy. Tap the penny lightly, the boat reaches the shore, the green shirt is upright, and the warm and bright eyes are still the same.Looking at me, his smile is faint. "We meet again." I looked up and looked into the distance, and the mountains between the water and the sky were surprisingly empty, with a blue color similar to white.

Taking a deep breath, then sighing faintly: "Yes, Clover, I lost this life again." The body of the boat is narrow and long, and it walks on the water, like willow leaves.And that light dust and mist is the elimination of this life and the beginning of the next life.Sitting on the bow of the boat, the water patterns are indifferent, and every ripple and ripple can be turned into a person's shadow, faintly separated by a floating distance. Afterwards, the shadow faded, and my vivid reflection appeared. Sai Xue's skin was black and her hair was long, and even her nails were glowing with a crystal pink luster. All civil and military officials changed their colors, and he, he sat on the dragon chair, his eyes were terrified, and his soul was lost.

"Wang Qiang sees His Majesty, may my emperor live long, long live, long live." After searching for a thousand years, I thought that my wish would come true in this life, but I only hoped for this one-time.If I knew this earlier, why would I choose this stunning beauty. In this millennium, he was the king of Han Liu, and I was the beauty Zhaojun.The first time you see the Golden Palace, you will be forever. If you are destined to come here, there is nothing left to say. Youyou smiled, like a sigh. "Clover, why does everything want to become a god?" At the place where he raised his eyebrows, he was deep in thought, and the penny tapped water with a clear and clear voice, so he asked again: "Clover, why are you crossing in this secluded pool?"

"God crosses the world, and I cross the gods." One sentence made me laugh, and I couldn't help being coquettish: "Clover, I'm not a god. At least, not now." At this point, the laughter gradually faded away. That's right, I'm not a god yet... I cross this pit every thousand years in order to become a god, but every thousand years I fail. God said: "Because I am more miserable than all living beings, and I have to survive three disasters, nine disasters and seventy-two kalpas before I can become a god, solid and more noble." God said: "Everything is different, Utan, if you want to be a god, you must first experience the pain of searching for thousands of years. Your flower nature is short and cannot last, so your calamity is 'eternal'."

God said: "I allow you to bring a wish into the world every thousand years, and help you to complete your merits and virtues as soon as possible." So, in the first millennium, I chose Matilda. "The way of a university lies in Ming Mingde, in Xinmin, and in ending in perfection." Many years ago, a man named Confucius said such a sentence. Be a man of virtue.This man who is respected by the world as a saint, what he said should not be wrong, right? I fall into the world at sunrise. In Cormorant Bay of Yue State, there is a mountain named Phoenix, and the morning glow in the sky is like a brocade, reflected in the stream, red and gorgeous.Everyone in the village was amazed by the spectacle, and praised: "This girl, I am afraid that the phoenix flew here!"

My mother named me Dan, and my father's surname was Zheng. Zheng Dan. How will future generations evaluate that woman?I heard clearly in the second millennium— It is said that she went to the state of Wu with Xi Shi, and as a political pawn, she was a beauty and a disaster for the country. It is said that the king of Wu only favored Xi Shi, but she was neglected and died of illness in the palace depressed. There are moving legends about Xi Shi and Fan Li, a senior official, sailing to hermitage. They all say that she is a good woman from the Yue Kingdom, who sacrificed herself to save the country.

Shih Tzu... Shih Tzu... The corners of the lips are light and astringent, why did I bump into her in those thousand years? "There is a new spring in human nature, and spring has not been seen for three years. Although there is clear water, it is difficult to wash away the hatred of a subjugated country." I am the one who hurts and subjugates the country, I am the one who agrees to the plan, I am the one who persuades Xi Shi, and I am the one who suffers because of accepting the enemy... It's just because I'm not as beautiful as her, so when the elegant man rode over by the Huansha River, he caught her first glance, and there was no other person in his eyes.

Fan Li, heh, that man...he is a fate arranged by God for me, but Xi Shi, with your peerless appearance, you easily deprived me of the fate that I have been pursuing for thousands of years. It's just that I didn't know it at the time. Because I didn't know, the moment I saw them staring at each other, I withdrew from the competition and became a blessed person. However, the heart is miserable, the hatred of the subjugated country, the pain of losing love, under the torment of the two phases, his complexion prematurely fades, and he dies in depression. I floated up slowly from Fan's body, and when I looked back, I saw the sound of crying in Guanwa's palace.The stunning woman grabbed Zheng Dan's hand and cried: "Sister, sister... We agreed to go back to Mount Luoluo together, we agreed..."

She was crying so sadly, I watched quietly, the mortal world became far away in a fraction of a second. That's when I saw clover seeds for the first time. The water in the pool is as blue as blue, the sky is as clean as washing, and the mountains are surrounded by clouds and mists. The small boat slowly rowed in front of me, and the people on the boat were as rich as jade. "I'm Clover, and I'm here to pick you up in your next life." "The next life..." I murmured softly, "That will be another thousand years." "Please get on the boat."

His voice was gentle, and I heard it like the sounds of nature.Staring at him blankly, she couldn't hide her sadness, she seemed aggrieved, unwilling, and a kind of charming that she didn't want to recall. "A liar...a liar...Kong Qiu lied to me, he is a liar, he is a big liar!" I took off the hair ornament on my head and threw it into the water , the water patterns are rippling, and the face is faintly dazzled, "The world values ​​beauty, and the world does not value virtue at all. It is ridiculous that I am naive, and I chose Mingde to waste this thousand years!"

"Youtan?" He was a little surprised, but then he came to his senses and said slowly, "This is a doomed doom, which is inevitable. Besides, you still have hope for the next thousand years." "Doom?" I couldn't help sneering. I'm not stupid, I've heard too many stories about idiotic men and women in this life for Zheng Dan.So what if it's a Shih Tzu?Didn't Fan Li surrender her for the sake of the country?Her life in the palace was no better than mine. "My calamity is eternal. What does it have to do with love? Could it be that Fan Li loves me so that I can be eternal? In the next thousand years... who knows if he will fall in love with someone else again in the next thousand years, or even if he loves me, he will not be in love with me." But it's just a flash in the pan, can we really live and die together hand in hand?" His eyes flashed, and he repeated softly: "A flash in the pan..." "what?" He smiled and didn't answer, the brows were ethereal and unusual: "Get on the boat, I'll take you to the next life." After losing my temper, my resentment and anger became weak, I sat on the boat, looked at the beautiful mountains and clear waters, and whispered quietly: "In the next life, I will choose the posture of overwhelming the country, to charm the world, let him be fascinated by seeing it, and never fall in love with others. " Clover hesitated to speak, I raised my eyebrows: "Isn't it possible?" "No, just as you please." After a pause, he said again, "Youtan, love cannot last forever." I don't understand what it means, and wait for his detailed explanation. Unexpectedly, he stopped talking, and looked far away, not looking at me. Love cannot last, what does this mean?Is he teasing me?If my catastrophe is not love, why do I have to search so hard for thousands of years, just to stay with that man for a lifetime? The water patterns became chaotic, looking up at him, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if there was something unspeakable hidden. Forget it, I never force others to make things difficult, so I won't ask any more questions. Arriving on the other side in silence, I got up and got off the boat, and saw a white mist ahead. Looking back, he was gone. It's a pity that this second world... "Clover, it turns out that beauty is not everything." I lowered my head and sighed.In the second life, it can be said that Mao Yanshou missed me, but it also made me understand that power is the eternal sword and long solid lock. "Don't be discouraged, you still have hope for the next thousand years." He comforted again. I smiled wryly: "One thousand years and one thousand years, what if I cannot stay with him for the next thousand years, the next thousand years, or even forever? How many thousand years do I want to pursue?" "Thousands of years in the secular world, the fairy world is only a moment, why are you so desperate?" I turned my face away, not wanting him to see the tears in my eyes.I have practiced for thousands of years to have the chance to become an immortal. I thought that the end of all hardships would finally be rewarded, but unexpectedly, this doomed doom is actually more difficult than cultivation.No matter how hard it is in cultivation, it is just the word "pure heart", but this catastrophe has made me bumpy and rough, and I am physically and mentally tired. "Clover, in the next life, I want to rule the world and order him to marry me to see if he can escape." I clenched my lower lip, tears turned into anger, and I couldn't believe that I would pass by every time. Alfalfa looked into the distance thoughtfully, with a faint look of worry on his brows. That expression seemed familiar, and I suddenly shuddered. "Clover, have you been sailing the boat here? How many gods have you survived for so long?" He looked back, and when his eyes fell on my face, a familiar feeling flashed in my heart again, and I couldn't help frowning. He didn't answer me, just said: "It's landed." I stood up, and the white mist was really close in front of me. "Clover..." I was about to say something, but when I turned around, I saw nothing on the boat, nothing around. He disappeared into thin air again. After standing silently for a long time, I suddenly felt that this palpitation was ridiculous. Even if he is not a fairy, he is also a half-celestial body. He has aura in his body. It is normal to feel familiar. I am worrying too much. I shook my head and chuckled, and walked towards the fog, gradually disappearing in the process of walking. A voice asked me, "Have you made up your mind?" I replied: "Yes, I want rich and powerful." A red light suddenly appeared in the fog, enveloping me layer by layer. I took a step forward, and my whole body seemed to fall into an abyss, and I became unconscious again. At the same time, in the Forbidden City, a court lady hurried up the steps. The eunuchs on both sides pushed open the gate of the palace. She entered and cheered, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty!" Ming Emperor Zhu Youjian, who was reviewing the memorial, raised his head and asked, "Is it male or female?" "Congratulations to the emperor, the queen gave birth to a little princess!" The young Emperor Ming threw away his pen, got up and rushed to Kunning Palace.Empress Zhou was lying on the bed profusely with sweat, and next to her was nurse Fang who had just bathed the baby and wrapped her up in brocade. When the Emperor Ming arrived, everyone bowed down, but Zhu Youjian didn't tell them to rest, and took the baby from Fang's hand, and said repeatedly: "Okay...okay, my first daughter, my little princess!" "The princess has long pupils and a phoenix neck, which is an extremely noble appearance. She looks very much like the emperor." "Well said!" The Emperor Ming became happier the more he looked at it, and he pondered for a while and said, "When I first ascended the throne, I got this beloved daughter. I hope you can bring good luck to the Ming Dynasty, and the world will be peaceful, singing and dancing will be peaceful. I will call you Chang Flatten it!" In the second year of Chongzhen, Princess Changping of the Ming Dynasty was born, and she was indeed respected by the world and rich and honored. She opened her eyes and saw the man for the first time. Drooping eyebrows, loose long hair, and a faint red mark between the brows, like a delicate flower protruding from the rugged Gobi, like a warm lamp shining in the dark long street, like a plain colored After the misery, there is a touch of thick ink and color, ethereal the whole world. As if struck by lightning, he was in a trance for a while, not knowing where he was. "You're awake." The man said, his voice was as warm as clear water, flowing with the breath of spring. So strange, yet clearly familiar—— deja vu. These four words came to Chang Ping's mind.She struggled and wanted to sit up, but when her body wobbled, she realized that she had lost her left arm.However, it was strange that the pain in the severed arm was gone.All those piercing, pin-pricking pains disappeared. She rubbed her shoulder with her hand, the wound had completely healed, and the new skin was as smooth as a baby.She was taken aback. Looking up, there are still those eyebrows and eyes, even when looking at her, it still makes people feel that they are not in the world. "It was you who saved me?" She still felt unbelievable. How long had she been in a coma? How could she have recovered from the wound when she woke up?It was a sword wound. She cut off her entire left arm with a sword. The blood flowed like a river, and she fainted immediately.How could such a serious injury heal all of a sudden? "It saved you." A jade pendant hung down in front of her. The jade without a trace of impurity, at the moment her eyes locked, suddenly seemed to burst into a bloody silk net, like a mysterious eye, opened it suddenly, and looked at her in silence... Chang Ping suddenly felt a splitting headache, and then When I opened my eyes, there was nothing. The man had a panoramic view of her abnormality, and the light in his eyes disappeared as soon as it appeared, and said slowly: "This jade has spirituality, and can heal and save people. Is there anything uncomfortable about you?" Chang Ping stretched out his hand towards the jade pendant, wanting to see what happened, but the man suddenly said: "No, you can't touch it." "why?" "If you touch it, it will hurt you and your heart." Chang Ping quickly withdrew his hands, convinced of this.Just looking at it like that already feels like a headache, let alone encountering it?It's just that they don't know that there is such a magical spirit jade in the world, which can heal diseases. She bowed her head, and after a long while, she said: "Thank... thank you... for saving me." She thought she was going to die, but she was saved from a desperate situation. Is this luck or misfortune? "If there is nothing wrong, get up, and I will take you away." The man put away the blood jade and stood up, wearing a loose green shirt with peerless elegance. Chang Ping's eyes blurred again: "Who are you?" Who is he?Who is he?Who is he?She seemed to have walked into a fog. Although she couldn't see it, she knew that there was something she had been looking for in front of the fog. The man turned his head and said lightly, "You can call me Feng Shu." Chang Ping stood up, only to realize that he was under a sycamore tree, beside the tree, the river was full of water, and in the cold spring of March, unknown wild flowers were blooming on the grass by the river.Everything is as peaceful as a paradise. "This is where?" "This is the outskirts of Beijing, a hundred miles away from the Forbidden City." Chang Ping subconsciously turned around and looked north. He could not see the warblers singing at the palace of the King of Jinling, nor the jade flutes in Zhulou and waterside pavilions. There was only a rainbow in the sky, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. The beautiful arc of the semicircle seemed to sum up The whole meaning of her life. "I'm Zhu Changping, the eldest princess of Ming Dynasty." She looked at the rainbow with a dull and desolate voice. Feng Shu glanced at her: "I know." "Li Zicheng and the others must send troops everywhere to arrest me now." "Then?" She stared at those eyes that made her palpitate, and whispered: "You take me with you, and I will drag you down." Feng Shu was stunned for a moment, but then smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter." "But……" "Princess," he said, his expression still indifferent, but inexplicably convincing, "I will send you safely to wherever you want, please trust me." "But why? Why do you help me like this?" The eyelashes, which were thicker than women's, drooped down again, covering the sparkling eyes. "Mission." Just three words, but there are many complicated things in the voice. So Chang Ping didn't ask any more questions. In fact, it is not difficult to guess that she is the princess of Ming Dynasty after all. Among the subjects, there are traitors like Jiang Xiang Tangtong who are greedy for life and fear of death to surrender to Li thief, and there are loyal ministers like Zhu Zhifeng who are steadfast and would rather die than surrender.And he, Feng Shu, must be a patriotic righteous man, right? "Okay, tell me now, where do you want to go?" where to?She felt a pain in her heart, the queen mother hanged herself, Zhaoren died under the sword of the father, and the father, he had already made up his mind to die... The Forbidden City can't go back, the jade tower song blows, and the sound is gone with the wind.Where can she go?The world is vast, the universe is gloomy, and there is silence. Where can she go, a weak woman who has lost her home and country? After a long while, a name suddenly came to mind, like a drowning person who grasped a life-saving straw in despair, his eyes lit up. "Shixian! I want to find him, I want to find my son-in-law!" Zhou Shixian, the son of Captain Zuo, was chosen by her father as her son-in-law. If it wasn't for this war, they would have been married long ago. The peerless glory and favor are scattered in the clouds, and the sky and wealth disappear in smoke.And him, he is her last sustenance and hope. Feng Shu looked at her quietly and said, "Okay." He takes her to find him. That flower has stood in solitude for many, many years. When spring came, the peony didn't bloom when it bloomed. When summer came, the lotus did not bloom when it bloomed. When autumn came, the chrysanthemums did not bloom when they bloomed. When winter comes, when the plum blossoms bloom, it doesn't open. Year after year, every year does not bloom. Peony asked: "Why don't you bloom?" It said, "I'm waiting." Lotus asked: "What are you waiting for?" It said: "Wait for someone." Chrysanthemum asked: "What if that person doesn't come?" It said, "Then I shall never bloom." Plum Blossom sighed: "Then just wait. I'm afraid..." She didn't finish her sentence, but she understood that Plum Blossom meant that she was afraid that she would never be able to wait. A prophecy. It waited many, many years, and it really didn't arrive. The wheels are rolling, the soft brocade cushions, and there is a faint fragrance in the carriage.It seems to be back in the Shouning Palace, the ice musk ambergris in the carboxy stove, the gold thread edge felt on the eight-foot ivory bed, that kind of splendor and splendor, which belongs to the luxury of the royal family and nobles. However, how did he get this carriage? Chang Ping lifted the curtain and saw the back of Feng Shu driving the carriage. He didn't hold the whip, but just sat with his arms folded. The horse seemed to be moving forward obediently as if it had a spirituality. amazing. This path winds and leads to the distance, and the scenery on both sides is barren, making the world more and more quiet, with only the sound of cars and horses. "Feng Shu." She asked curiously, "Where are we going?" "Jiangnan." "How do you know that the son-in-law is in Jiangnan?" Feng Shu's back seemed to stiffen for a while, before he said, "I know." Chang Ping pursed his lips and lowered the curtain.Leaning on the soft bed, watching the wind blow the curtain up and down, swinging, covering her sight, and then drifting away.It is neither happy nor lingering, just such a light and erratic chaos that entangles the ups and downs of the heart. "Fengshu..." When she spoke again, her voice was not as clear as before, and she suddenly wanted to tell something, no matter who it was.However, just after saying two words, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the whole person immediately fell to the right. what happened?Chang Ping lifted the curtain twice, and saw a person lying on the side of the road ahead.The blue shadow in front of my eyes swayed, and in a flash, there was no one on the shaft. She saw Feng Shu walked over to help that person up, as if he had fed her something, and after a while, he walked back slowly with the help of that person. When I got closer, I realized that it was a young girl, unkempt and ragged.I don't know how she fell down on this deserted road. Feng Shu carried her into the car, Chang Ping moved half of the position, and he could not help smelling a sour smell from his nose. "She fainted from hunger." He looked at the girl and said, "Do you feel better?" The girl nodded, her expression flustered and a little unbelievable. "Where is your home? I'll take you back." "I..." the girl said a word, and the circles of her eyes turned red, "I... have no home. Both my father and brother died in the war, and my sister and I depended on each other for our lives. She was taken away by officers and soldiers. I , I don't know where to find her..." Another helpless person.Chang Ping felt pity in his heart, and handed her a handkerchief. The girl showed a look of shame, and shrank back uncomfortably: "I'm sorry, my body is dirty, and your car is dirty..." Feng Shu thought for a while and said, "You should rest first." He backed out and closed the car door.The carriage continued to move forward unhurriedly. "I'm sorry..." The girl was still apologizing, but Chang Ping saw that she was obviously exhausted, and he was still trying to hold on, so he said, "Go to sleep. No matter what plans you have, wake up and talk about it." The girl felt relieved after hearing these words, and fell into a deep sleep.Chang Ping looked at her sleeping face, then at Feng Shu who was driving the car—the second one. This is the second person he saved after her. It turned out that it wasn't just her, he would rescue anyone he saw. The girl's name is Xiao Rong, a native of Shandong. As soon as the war broke out, she fled to the capital with her sister and the villagers.I hoped that the capital would be safer, but Li Zicheng broke it in one fell swoop.Her elder sister was born beautiful, but was snatched away by Li Zicheng's men. She made her face ugly with a pot of plaster, so that she escaped unharmed.At the age of fourteen, he didn't have any skills to make a living. In such troubled times, he couldn't beg for food at all, so he collapsed on the side of the road hungry. If they hadn't stopped by to save her, she would have starved to death. After she woke up, she opened a pair of miserable eyes and said: "Please, please take me in, please? Don't drive me away, I won't cause you trouble. This sister's hand is not very convenient, I can Serve her!" I don't know if Fengshu left Xiaorong after hearing the last sentence, but she does need someone to take care of her.Since she was a child, she had golden branches and jade leaves, and she didn't even know how to wear clothes. Now that she has lost an arm, it is even more difficult everywhere. As it was getting dark, the carriage stopped by the side of the road, and there was dry food in the cart, the most common white flour steamed buns, Xiaorong ate with relish, but Changping was a bit hard to swallow.When she got out of the car, she saw Feng Shu sitting under a tree. After driving for a day, he was sitting on the ground again, but he just managed to keep his clothes clean. Feng Shu said: "I know you are not used to eating, but you'd better eat a little bit." "What about you? Are you not hungry?" He lowered his eyes, took out a kettle, poured some water on the steamed buns, and handed it to her: "Try it again." Chang Ping took a bite and said in surprise, "It's so sweet! You can do tricks?" Feng Shu looked at her, his gaze became very deep, for some reason, Chang Ping felt that he looked very—— mercy. Yes, this is the feeling.It reminded her of going to the royal temple with her mother to offer incense when she was a child. Every wrinkle on the face of the white-haired monk behind the incense smoke was filled with compassion for the world. She still remembered that the eminent monk was very surprised when he saw her, and said: "The princess and the Buddha are very destined." At that time, life was golden to her, but now, it has turned pale after a night of wind and rain. The soft sound of the flute suddenly sounded, the melody was calm and elegant, and upon hearing it, the whole heart became quiet. So she sat down and listened quietly to Fengshu playing the flute.Such a sunset, such a breeze, the world of mortals seems to be far away. If time can be frozen at this moment forever, will she feel that this is the so-called eternity? With a sudden palpitation in his heart, Chang Ping looked back and looked straight at Feng Shu, unable to explain what happened to the thought just for a moment. She staggered to her feet and hurried back to the car, her face pale. "Listen well!" The crisp exclamation saved her just in time.She saw Xiao Rong approaching Feng Shu and said happily, "Gong Gong, your flute is really good!" Feng Shu smiled and put down the flute. "Can you teach me?" The girl's bright eyes were full of anticipation. But he said: "You are not suitable." Xiao Rong was very disappointed when he heard that, and returned with a flat mouth.Chang Ping was not at all surprised by her rejection, Feng Shu seemed to have a good temper, but there was a sense of alienation flowing all over his body, he deliberately kept a certain distance from others, and it was impossible to get close to him completely.She even wanted to ask Xiaorong, why she could ask Fengshu so naturally, didn't she feel that they were just acquainted with each other for the first time, and didn't know each other deeply? However, when he turned his head, he saw the expression on Xiao Rong's face. It was a lonely child who finally found support, and completely regarded him as the sky, the earth, and the whole of his life. Suddenly, he trembled again—could it be the same for her?The country was ruined and the family was destroyed. When she woke up, the first person she saw was him. Although he was reticent along the way, he was taken care of in every possible way.That's why when I heard the sound of the flute just now, I had an illusion in my heart, as if the world is dependent on each other, and I will spend my life like this. Chang Ping bit his lip, lowered the curtain with a swish, hiding his emotions and disorder. The flower whispered repeatedly: "Why don't you come anymore?" Peony advised it: "Don't be stupid, how long are you going to wait like this?" The lotus persuaded it: "For a person who will never come, delay the flowering period and waste time, why bother?" Chrysanthemum persuaded it: "Instead of waiting hopelessly like this, it's better to do something actively. If he doesn't come, you go to him!" Its eyes lit up: "Go to him?" Many days later, Plum Blossom came excitedly and told it: "I got it, I got it! I got it for you. It turns out that the person you are waiting for is not a human being." "Not human? What is that?" "He's a god." it froze- God... such a distant word. "Chang Ping." He called her with gentle eyes. "My son-in-law!" She ran over ecstatically. Zhou Shixian stood under the Lianli tree, still with red lips and white teeth facing the wind. There was no other such handsome son-in-law in the world. "Chang Ping." He caught her leaping body and smiled slightly.So she felt that all the pain melted in his smile. She wanted to tell him many things. She wanted to tell him that his mother had hanged herself. The father closed his eyes and swung his sword to kill her, but the sword missed and cut off her left arm... She wanted to tell him so many things, just because she knew he would pity her, love her, and feel sad for her . Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang, you are the only one left in my world, you are the only one left! However, the next moment, Zhou Shixian pushed her away and became very, very indifferent. He looked at her expressionlessly, and said word by word: "This matter has nothing to do with me. From now on, you have nothing to do with me!" After saying that, his figure floated away, and she grabbed it in shock, but only caught a handful of air. Chang Ping woke up suddenly, feeling cold sweat on his forehead.It was dark in the car, she lifted the curtain, and the moon was shining outside, probably around midnight.Looking back with that little moonlight, the roof beside me was empty. Strange, where did Xiao Rong go? Immediately, he saw under the tree more than ten feet away, Xiao Rong was tiptoeing to Feng Shu's side, and gently covered him with a cloak. She stood there silently staring at Feng Shu, while Chang Ping was silently staring at her in the car.The silver light is cool and cool, and the night in March is chilly to the skin. After a while, Xiao Rong turned around and walked back. When he was about to sneak back to the cave without a sound, he happened to meet Chang Ping's bright eyes and was stunned for a moment. "Ah, sister, you, are you awake?" The moonlight revealed the blush and guilty conscience on her face, and she couldn't even speak clearly, "I...I just feel so cold, it will be cold for Engong to sleep outside like that Yes, that's why...that's why I decided to take a piece of clothing for him to wear, I, I..." "Go to bed early." Chang Ping was turned over by the quilt and said no more.Isn't it embarrassing for her to encounter such a scene? However, it was difficult to fall asleep again. It seemed that she had forgotten something, so she seemed to be missing something; and it seemed that something was firmly suppressed by her, which made her messy thoughts come true.She found herself beginning to be unable to speak clearly. In the next few days, Changping began to keep silent deliberately. The carriage carried the turmoil and vicissitudes of the times while rolling. Along the way, she saw the decadence and desolation after the war, and the miserable and tired faces of the people. They were like what she saw when she was a child. The shadow puppetry passed her eyes dullly and silently. Whose fault is it?Her father?Or Li Zicheng? At dusk that day, when Feng Shu started playing the flute again, she suddenly walked over to him and asked, "Will you play Linjiang Xian?" Feng Shu raised his head, and Chang Ping asked again: "Will you?" He replaced answers with actions. The sound of the flute echoed low, and Chang Ping began to dance. The eldest princess of the Ming Dynasty was originally a talented woman who was proficient in music.She has a soft waist and a graceful body. She was once the most beautiful court, and the beauty was all over the world.She is the most beloved daughter of Emperor Chongzhen, and she is the most dazzling pearl of the royal family! Now, however, she only has one hand. One hand, that's all. I can't go back, the bright moon is still the same, and the personnel are not the same. "The gate of the golden lock is desolate and quiet, and the windows are sad against the autumn sky. Cuihua is gone. There is no trace. The song of the jade building blows, and the sound has gone with the wind. The misty moon does not know the change of personnel, and the night is still shining in the deep palace. The lotus flower meets the wild pond Middle. Darkly hurt the subjugated country, clear dew and weeping fragrance..." The singing stopped suddenly, and Chang Ping fell to the ground, his long black hair was like water, and his body trembled like a withered flower. Feng Shu put down his flute and walked to her side, she raised her head with a weeping expression, the past was wiped out in a pair of autumn pupils. He looked at her with compassion for the second time. So she grabbed his hand and hissed: "Fengshu, I know you are skilled in medicine, but can you cure my heartache?" Feng Shu stretched out his other hand, just touched her hair, but retracted it.He hesitated suddenly. "You can't cure it, can you?" She was disappointed, and murmured in a low voice, "It hurts so much! Feng Shu, I feel so hurt..." The hesitant fingertips finally landed on her hair again, and he gently brought her into his arms, his eyes were far away and deep. A very complicated hug, with the most gentle gesture: it is not affection, but it is more affectionate; The tears she had been enduring finally fell at this moment, and she sobbed in his arms, crying uncontrollably. How painful it is, the unbearable pain of the past, the confusion of the present moment, the eternal decision of relatives, and the cowardice of oneself. It is even more painful that the ambiguous, lingering and entangled palpitations mixed with thousands of threads seem to be nothing. A heart wanders between promises and betrayals, and it is extremely tormented. Why does he have such a pair of eyebrows, such an expression, such a figure?It was as if fate had laid a catastrophe for her early on, and she couldn't escape or walk through it. it hurts! In the far horizon, the residual glow was like fire, burning her soul. Also, helplessly rendered his eyes. The flower said firmly: "I have decided!" All the flowers raised their heads and asked, "What's the decision? Have you figured out a way?" It nodded, and said every word very clearly: "Isn't he a god? Then there is only one way for me to meet him." "any solution?" "Even I become a god." There was a panting sound from all the flowers. Looking at the blue sky, Xiao Hua said slowly but firmly: "I have decided, I want to cultivate to become a god, and I must see him!" In the middle of the night, the noise awakened Changping from his dream. Open your eyes, the light outside is so bright that you feel like you are in daylight.Just about to push the door and go out, but I heard Feng Shu said in a deep voice outside: "Don't come out." She was startled, opened the curtain and looked out the window, only to see dozens of people holding torches, standing a few feet away in front, the leader even grabbed a young girl, who is it not Xiaorong? Feng Shu stood beside the car, calm and unusual: "Don't hurt her, you can tell me if you have anything to say." "Leave us the horse, the cart, and the belongings on the cart. Get out!" bandit!Chang Ping's face turned pale. There were so many people on the other side, it seemed that this disaster was inevitable. "Everything can be given to you, but people can't. Let her go." The crowd suddenly burst into laughter, and the leader snorted coldly: "You don't even ask, can I take back the things that fell into my Decepticon's hands? Don't talk too much, if you don't go, I will kill you together!" " Feng Shu lowered his eyes, the red marks between his brows seemed to flicker, and his whole face suddenly became extremely solemn.Chang Ping's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of familiarity rose again. She must have seen him before!must! Trembling evokes certain pictures in the depths of memory, but those pictures are vague and lingering like smoke, quickly swallowing up thoughts. She can't remember. Feng Shu's sigh was vaguely heard in his ears: "... kidnapping people's children, robbing people's property, hurting people's lives, every point of desire, the crime will be more, the sea of ​​evil is boundless, and the return is the shore." His words elicited another burst of laughter, and the Decepticons sneered: "Come on, boy, what crime is not sinful, do you think you are a Bodhisattva talking about Buddha?" "Brother, don't dawdle with him, the brothers in the village are still waiting for us to do this and go back to celebrate, and we will settle it with one knife!" As the young man said, he stepped forward and slashed down with his knife, Chang Ping suddenly screamed out. At that moment, Feng Shu took a step to the left, flicked his fingertips on the young man's wrist, the young man couldn't hold the knife immediately, and with a "bang", the big knife fell to the ground. "Damn it, this guy knows martial arts!" The bandits started to commotion.Seeing that Fengshu has such abilities, Changping gently let go of his heart.I think so, back then he was able to take her out of the palace without anyone noticing, so how could he be afraid of these mobs? Suddenly someone screamed: "There is a woman in the car!" Too bad, they heard her exclamation just now. Feng Shu's complexion changed, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll say it again, let her go." The Decepticon narrowed his eyes, and said slowly: "Let it go, her? Okay—" he just uttered the good word, and he clamped the horse's belly hard, causing the red horse to run away in pain. Feng Shu was startled, and hurried to catch up.As if it had been agreed in advance, as soon as he left, the rest of the bandits surrounded the carriage, and one of them broke in with a knife. When he saw Chang Ping, he grinned and said, "It really is a good one!" Then he stretched out his arms and dragged her out of the carriage , swayed on the horse's back, and galloped in the other direction.In this way, even if Feng Shu wanted to save him, he would be useless. "Let me go!" Chang Ping struggled, and slapped her on the back of the neck, her vision suddenly went dark, and she lost consciousness. Feng Shu turned around and saw that Chang Ping was taken captive, he turned around quickly, but the Decepticon suddenly hit him with a whip, and shouted: "Go to hell, boy!" The long whip shattered three points away from his head, and the Decepticon froze for a moment, not daring to fight, and galloped wildly. When Feng Shu looked back, he found that Chang Ping had disappeared without a trace, and felt a sudden pain in his heart.To balance the two, we have to catch up with Xiao Rong first.As soon as he thought of this, anger suddenly appeared in his eyes. The Decepticon suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind him, and fell off his horse. When he rolled over and got up, he saw Feng Shu standing in front with cold eyes. If he was gentle and harmless just now Yes, then at this time, it becomes indescribably terrifying, just looking at it makes it difficult to breathe and trembles in hands and feet. The Decepticon knew that he had provoked a character that he couldn't afford to offend, so he hurriedly said: "Big, big, hero, please forgive me... I don't want this woman, I don't want things, I don't want the little ones in the future, and I don't want to." The method, our brothers who are in chaos these years can only do this kind of blood licking business..." Feng Shu interrupted him: "You go." Uh?Have you let him go?The Decepticon took a peek at him, and in the evening wind, Feng Shu's face flickered, full of pity, as if lamenting his self-willed depravity, but also lamenting his own powerlessness. hell!Just looking at him, he felt guilty, and almost immediately wanted to abandon the sword and do good.The Decepticon quickly calmed down, not even daring to ask for a horse, and slipped away with oil on the soles of its feet. 风恕走过去解开小容身上的绳子，取出她嘴里塞着的毛巾，柔声道：“你没事吧？” 小容受这一番惊吓，早已泪水涟涟，除了发抖什么话都说不出来。 风恕犹豫，不能将她一个人留在这里，但是若带着她，怎么追得上长平？正有所迟疑，小容忽然浑身一震，朝马下栽倒。 他连忙上前接住，发现她已昏了过去。 剧痛感从后颈处层层扩散，长平悠悠醒转，一时间天旋地转，过了好一会儿才知道自己被人横置着趴在马背上，眼里只看得见马蹄与黄土。被尘沙呛到，她开始咳嗽。 一只手毫不怜惜地把她拉了起来，锁入怀中。身体像被烙铁圈住，疼痛难当，鼻间闻到夹杂着汗水和长时间不洗澡的恶臭，顿时脸色发白，几乎作呕。就在这时，马儿冲进了一道木门，数十个声音一同喝起：“二大王回来了！二大王回来了！” 她转过头，惊恐地望着挤在两旁围观的土匪，他们脸上有她这辈子从未见过的放肆与贪婪，像伺机待发的野兽，正死命地盯着已到口的猎物。 长平咬住下唇，面无血色。 那被叫做二大王的土匪跳下马，又粗暴地将她也抱下马，几乎把她的腰都折断，而她只是死命地咬着唇，既不呼喊，也不抗拒。 “呸，怎么是个残废！”不知是谁在人群里骂了一句。那二大王一拧眉，忽地伸手捏住了长平的下颚，把她的脸展给众人看道：“残废又怎么样，这么美的女人你们见过么？” 怪笑声一阵高过一阵，长平不知从哪儿升起股勇气，冷冷道：“放开我！” “你说什么？”捏着她下颚的手加重了力度，让她觉得骨头都快碎了，但依旧横眉冷对道：“我说，放开我！” “兄弟们你们听听，这独臂美人还挺有脾气的！”二大王竟还真的放开了她，以手环胸好整以暇地睨看她，断定她跑不出自己的手心。 长平深吸几口气，目光一一从众人脸上扫过去，这群人，本可算是她的子民，他们不事生产，豪取强夺，纯真与良知早被消磨干净，留下的只有残忍，只有堕落，只有愚昧。 难道她真的一点自救的机会都没有？ “要怎样你们才肯放了我？” 兴许是她在说这话时语气过于平静表情过于镇定，土匪们反而一怔。被抢上山来的女人从来都是哭哭啼啼要死要活的，这个还真是有点不一样。 “你很有钱？”看样子是，身上穿的是锦缎，一副天生华贵的样子。 长平摇了摇头：“我没有钱。”亡国之人，何来的钱？ “娘的，那你废话那么多干吗？” “你们去京城找宋王或是安定公，他们会给你们钱。你们要多少，就有多少。”一个是她哥哥，一个是她弟弟，毕竟是同胞手足，总不会见死不救。而且李自成既然留下他们封王拜侯，赎她的钱应该是有的。 哪知那二大王听了立马往地上吐了口唾沫：“你耍老子？让老子去找他们，不等于去送死么？” “你带我的耳环去，他们不会为难你的……” “废话少说！你就死了这条心吧，进了我们寨子的人，甭想活着回去！” 长平心中一沉——果然、果然是没有机会。 希望一旦破灭，整个人反而更加坚强了起来。她转头，对二大王道：“你过来，我有话对你说。” 二大王不疑有他，靠近她淫笑道：“怎么，想通了？准备当我的压寨……”寨字音未落，长平狠狠一记耳光打了过去。 “啪”一声，二大王被她打个正着。趁他微愣间，她抽出他腰里别着的短刀，退后几步。 “你们都给我站住！”望着蜂拥上来的人群，长平又向后退了几步，然而身后就是山壁，没法再退。 二大王摸着脸，表情变得非常可怕：“娘的，你居然敢打老子，活得不耐烦了！兄弟们，给我抓住她！” 长平眼睛一闭，反手一刀抹向自己的脖子。皇室惯例，宁可自尽，不可受辱！反正她横竖是早该死的人，再死一回又如何？ 然而，在闭眼的一刹那，偏偏有许多画面涌现，像鲜艳的花在脑海中璀然绽放，勾扯出依恋不舍，像在提醒她遗漏了某项最最重要的东西。 What exactly is that? 没来得及让她细想，一样硬物击中手腕，腕上一痛，短刀顿时跌落于地，她睁开眼睛，看见二大王穷凶极恶的扭曲的脸，他狠狠掐住她的脖子道：“想死？没这么容易！” 衣衫被一把撕碎，四周响起土匪们兴奋的尖叫声。而那些声音忽然间变得很遥远，耳畔只有风在呜呜咽咽，像那天晚上的箫声，极尽苍凉。 一曲临江仙，清露泣香红。 Could this be her fate? 她突然悸颤，像被什么东西狠狠刺中心脏一样，痛不欲生。 长平的反应令压在她身上的男人更加兴奋，他粗声喘息着，忙不迭想扯去她最后的亵衣，就在这时，一把刀架到了他的脖子上。 整个世界骤然陷入沉静，周围兄弟们的呼吸声都不见了，意识到这点，二大王的脸色顿时煞白。他放开长平，颤悠悠地站起来。 先入目的是一只手，手指纤长斯文，让人觉得这样的手去握刀，非常非常不可思议。 接下去看见一双眼睛，眼珠漆黑，只看得一眼便扑通跪倒，浑身颤抖但不明所以。 他看见那个人的青色袍子，和脚上同色的鞋子，虽然踏在地上，却仿佛遥隔天涯。他甚至感觉那人的手按住了他的脑袋，一种肃杀四下溢开。 Is he dying?那人要杀了他吗？what to do?What should he do? 手在他头上落下，又收回，反复了三次，显见对方也还在犹豫到底要不要杀他。 他想求饶，却发不出声音；他想逃跑，却移动不了脚步——这是何其可怕的一种力量，那人光是静静地站着，就已足够将他全部的意念尽数摧毁。 似乎过了一个世纪那么久远，他听见一声微乎其微的叹息：“你走。” 身上顿时一松，肢体恢复了力量，他不敢抬头，就那样转身跌跌撞撞地跑下山。 too terrifying!too terrifying! 若非亲身经历，绝对想不到世上竟然还有那么可怕的一种感觉，仿佛所有曾经犯下的过错全部颠覆回来，如丝般将自己禁锢、锁紧、绞绕和吞噬。 Who is that man?怎么会这么可怕！ 风恕默立了很长一段时间，最终脱下自己的外袍覆盖住长平的身体。他的脸色非常非常难看，像在经历某种巨大的痛苦，连那双一向沉稳的手，都在轻轻地颤抖。 长平的身体冰凉。原本娇嫩如玉的肌肤上，到处是被虐待过的伤痕。 他扶起她的头，注视她的眼睛，她的瞳孔散乱，没有焦距。 心中抽悸，如被刀狠狠割开。 是他的错……这一切都是他的错！ 如果他早点赶到，如果他不往这条路走，如果他当初没有…… 如果不是因为他，她不会受这么多苦，归根结底说起来都是他害了她。 她永远也不会知道，其实施加在她身上的每一分痛苦，便是加诸在他身上的每一分罪孽。她受的苦越多，他的罪就越重！ 他忽然觉得，终其一生，他所亏欠她的，都还不清了。无论他如何弥补如何救赎，都无济于事。 “长平。”他小心翼翼地拥住她，何其脆弱的躯壳，怎经得起尘世这许多折磨？是他的错，是他的错，是他的错！ 风恕亲吻着长平的额头，以最最温柔的声音低低安慰道，“没事了。公主，没事了。” “风……恕？”声音怯怯，仿佛很久很久以前，她曾经这样呼唤过他。 “是我。”风恕握紧长平的手，把暖意传给她。 “风恕……”又唤一声，这次，是确定。她忽然哭，没有声音，没有动作，只有眼泪一滴滴地涌出来，滑过脸庞，落到他的衣服上。 “我在，我在这里。” 她反手一把抱住他，死命地抱住他，用尽全身所有力气抱住他，像溺水之人抓住了最后一块浮木，再不肯松开。“风恕！风恕，我好害怕，我好害怕……” 风恕的目光变得很沉重，像背负了无穷无尽的愧疚：“优……公主，对不起，对不起……” 长平伸手摸向他的脸，眼泪流得更多：“我真愚蠢，我为什么忘记了还有你，我以为自己已经没有希望了所以我已经决定放弃，可我怎么会忘记呢，我还有你啊！我还有你，风恕我还有你，对不对？” “是的，你还有我。”这句话说出来，却苍凉得可怕。 然而长平没有留意，她只是搂住他的脖子不停地哭。为什么她只有一只手？这样不够啊，抱得不够紧，远远不够！ “我差点就死了……”她呢喃，“幸好上天见怜，让我终于等到了你。” 风恕眉心的红痕突然如血般绽开，他整个人重重一震，下意识地捂住额头。 天命不可犯，风恕，你不可犯！ “你怎么了？”长平抬头看他。 风恕慢慢地放下手，眼睛深处有样东西，一点点碎掉了。 修炼千载，它终成正果。众花纷纷恭贺。 “太好了，你可以成神了，到天上后可别忘了我们姐妹啊。” “祝你早日找到他，达成心愿。” “我们姐妹里，数你最有毅力，好佩服你呢！” “真真是痴，这么多年了，你还是放不下他，还非要见他。不过，若非如此，你也不会有今天的成就。无论如何，祝你幸福。” 幸福…… 它微笑，灵元升起，仿若在一张白纸上填出层层颜色，慢慢幻化出黑的发、红的唇、冰做的肌肤玉做的骨—— woman. 它修炼出的灵神是个女子。 自那天后，很多东西都不一样了。 十六年来，长平第一次如此鲜明地感觉到自己的生命依附着另一个实体而存在，因看着他想着他念着他，便莫名地心安。 宿命向她打开了一道门，门后是个与她息息相关的人……那个人，原来名字叫风恕。 然而，他对她的态度，却变得异常起来，冷漠、疏离，甚至——刻意地躲避。好几次分明看见他和小容在说话，但她一走过去，他便找了个借口匆匆离开。她很想问问他为什么要躲着她，但手刚伸到一半，便无力地落下，竟是怎么也问不出口。 她有什么立场去质问他呢？又或者，问了又能如何？若是听到她不想听的答案，该怎么办？她，又究竟想要什么样的答案呢…… 几相摧折下，路途变得更加难捱，长平开始渴望能够尽快抵达。可从马车的车窗望将出去，长路漫漫，似乎永远都走不完。 what to do?What should she do? 几声鸟鸣穿透晨梦，长平悠悠醒转，掀帘而望，车外有雾，白茫茫一片。 视线自然而然地望向最近的那棵树，树下却不见风恕的人影。 “风恕？”她忍不住低唤，四下静寂，只有风声回应她。 “风恕！”心中顿生惊恐，长平连忙下车四处观望，视线里全是雾色，迷蒙仿若永远不散，一时间，手脚冰凉。 她惊叫道：“风恕！风恕！风恕——”一声凄厉过一声，连车上犹在沉睡的小容都被她叫醒，揉着眼睛探身道：“姐姐，什么事？” “风恕不见了！”仿佛失去了生命中至关重要的一部分，她失魂落魄道：“他不见了……他走了……” 小容呆了一下：“先生不见了？” 长平转身，发了疯似地奔跑，边跑边叫他的名字，越跑越是害怕，好像整个天地间只剩下了她一个人，孤孤单单一个人。 脚下突然一个踉跄，摔倒在地。 足裸处顿时一阵钻痛，怎么也站不起来，手心被地上的碎石割破，伤口处火辣辣地疼，然而这些都不重要，一想到风恕不见了，想到他不见的种种可能性，心就无可抑制地慌乱了起来。 “不要……不、不要……”长平伸手拢好散乱的头发，眼泪无可抑制地流下来。她知道错了，她知道是她出了轨，对他萌生了非分之念，所以导致了他的疏离。她知道那是不对的，她知道错了。 老天，求你，请不要这样对她，不要给她这最最残忍的结局！如果他就这样走了，如果今生再也见不到他，她会疯掉，她一定一定会疯掉的！ 长平坐在地上，泣不成声。 一双鞋子慢慢地出现在她面前，淡淡的青色，不染纤尘。 长平惊诧地抬眸，初晨漫天的白雾中，周遭的一切就那样恍惚起来，几疑不在人间。 风恕！青袍轻逸、绝世温雅的风恕。 is that true?really him?不是在做梦？不是出于幻觉？ 她呆呆地望着面前的人，讷讷而不能言。 风恕蹲下身检查她的伤势，被他手指碰到，左脚颤缩了一下，而于那疼痛中又有股暖流浅浅淌来——是他，真的是他！ 总在她最危难的时候，他出现在她的身边。他那么真实地存在着，不是出自幻觉。 “你扭到脚，骨头错位了。”风恕看着她，轻叹了口气，“何时你才能不那么容易受伤？” 长平不敢眨眼睛，怕自己一眨眼他就又消失无踪。 然后就见风恕取出了上次看到的那块血玉，玉泽闪烁，在她足旁绕了一圈，疼痛顿减。原来这块玉真有这样的奇效！ “我现在帮你接骨，会有一点不适，如果疼就叫出来。”他手上用力，一声轻响，错骨回归原位。 "Does it hurt?" 长平摇了摇头。 “好了，我背你回去吧。”风恕说着转身蹲下，等了半天都没动静，不禁回头，看见长平目不转睛地看着自己，表情有几分呆滞。 "what happened to you?" “你……去哪儿了？”她似乎相当不安，花了很大的力气才发出声来，问的却是这个。 风恕在心中暗叹，道：“我去采了些胡颓子，刚回到车旁就听小容说你跑去找我了。” “我、我……”长平咬住下唇，涩涩道，“我以为你走了，再也不会回来了。” 风恕的目光闪烁了几下，低声道：“我不会丢下你的。” “可是……你这几天都对我很冷漠……我在想，我是不是什么地方做错了，让你讨厌我了，觉得我是个大麻烦。本来嘛，也没有人硬逼你照顾我，你没有义务对我这么好的，我只是个亡国了的公主而已，可以说是一无所有……” 风恕的唇动了几下，想说些什么，但最终没有说出来。 长平说着说着拭干眼泪，羞