Chapter 28 Chapter 27

On June 6th of the seventeenth year of Renji, the people of Fengdu went out of the city for hundreds of miles to prepare their own food and drink to welcome the returning Fengwang and Fengyunqi. It happened only when the shadow came back from the war. On June 10, Fengwang Palace. The bright sun hangs high above the head, the weather is already very hot, but the Qingluo Palace is cool and cool, each room is filled with ice and snow stored in winter, exuding bursts of coolness, refreshing.What's more, the melodious sound of the flute came out from the palace, with a touch of ice and snow, and scattered to the whole palace.

"I'll tell you!" "I go!" "No! I'll go!" "No, I should be the one to go this time!" In front of Wenyin Pavilion of Qingluo Palace, a group of maids chattered like larks, pushing and pulling, as if they were fighting for something. "What are you arguing about?" Suddenly there was a clear shout, and the front of the pavilion was suddenly quiet. The maids who were arguing a moment ago stood quietly with lowered eyebrows, eyes lowered, and did not dare to make a sound. The female officer Liu Yun of Qingluo Palace walked around the flower bed quickly and walked in front of everyone, swept her sharp eyes, and asked dignifiedly: "What are you guys doing here?"

And all the maids secretly glanced at each other, and then still lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, no one dared to answer Liu Yun's words. "Shaoyan, tell me!" Liu Yun's eyes fell on a very pretty palace maid who was about twenty-eight years old. Shao Yan, who was named, took a step forward tremblingly, glanced at Liu Yun quietly, and once touched that strict gaze, she couldn't help but shudder on this June day. "I'm asking you something, Shaoyan." Liu Yun's voice seemed to come out of her nostrils. "Yes... yes... Master Liuyun." Shaoyan replied with her head down, "just now... sister Wumei from Qianyun Palace came to pass on the king's words, asking Mr. Lan Xi to go to Qianyun Palace .”

"Oh?" Liu Yun glanced at the crowd, and asked with some confusion, "What does this have to do with you all being noisy in front of Wenyin Pavilion?" "Because... when Sister Wumei said...we were all there...and...and she didn't tell anyone to pass the message...so...so..." Shaoyan muttered, slightly raised her head and glanced at Liu Yun, His face was expressionless, but his eyes were as sharp as scissors, and he couldn't help swallowing back the words that followed. "So all of you are vying to go?! Then you quarreled in front of Wenyin Pavilion?!" Liu Yun narrowed her eyes.

"Yes... yes." Shao hung his head and replied in a low voice. "You...you...have completely embarrassed us Fengguo people!" Liu Yunyu pointed at them one by one, his eyes sparkling with anger, "Since this Mr. Lan Xi lived in the palace, all of you are not out of your wits. It’s just forgetting, and from time to time, you have to quarrel over who will serve the young master! Have you never seen a man in your life?! Seeing one is like a cat seeing a mouse, an eagle seeing a chicken, and the saliva almost drools. Bishan is gone!" "Puff!" Hearing Liu Yun's metaphor, all the court ladies couldn't help laughing out loud. When they saw Liu Yun's sharp eyes, they quickly bit their lips to stop laughing, but their bodies trembled slightly.

"Is it funny?" Liu Yun stared at everyone like a needle, "Why don't you go back to work soon?! You are stuck here one by one, and you haven't finished your work later. Let's see how I deal with you!" "Yes, Lord Liuyun!" All the maids agreed in unison. "But...but...you haven't notified Young Master Wang to invite him to Qianyun Palace?" Shaoyan reminded in a low voice. "That's right! That's right! Why don't you send me there!" The maids immediately agreed. "They all want to go, don't they? Why don't they all go?" Liu Yun also had a smile on his face, but it was a superficial smile.

"No...not anymore." All the maids hurriedly replied when they saw the famous tiger smiling. "Then get the hell out of here! Do you want me to peel off your skin?!" "Yes..." All the court ladies scattered like birds and beasts. "Ah!" After all the maids left, Liu Yun sighed, turned around and looked at the closed Wenyin Pavilion, the flute sound was still coming out melodiously, completely unaffected by the noise outside. Stepping up the steps, gently pushing open the door of Wenyin Pavilion, the tall figure as black as black jade is standing in front of the window, with the flute on his lips, his eyes slightly closed, the sound of the flute flowing like clouds and flowing water is overflowing .

"Master Lanxi." Liu Yun bowed slightly and called softly. The sound of the flute stopped, and the eyes opened. For a moment, Liu Yun felt that there was a pearl falling from the sky in Wenyin Pavilion, and the room was full of brilliance, but only for a moment, the light disappeared again, like a pearl hidden. Dark Pavilion. "Master Liu Yun, what's the matter?" Lan Xi smiled slightly, and glanced at Liu Yun lightly. "Your Majesty, please go to Qianyun Palace." Liu Yun said respectfully, lowering her head and narrowing her eyes to avoid such gazes. Those pure black and flawless eyes seemed to have starlight, which could illuminate the deepest part of people's hearts.

"Oh." Lan Xi nodded slightly, still smiling, "Thank you, Master Liu Yun." "Don't dare." Liu Yun still bowed her head, but she didn't take a look at the handsome face that made countless maids in Fengwang Palace obsessed. In front of Qianyun Palace, Lan Xi thanked the palace servants who led her, and stepped into the Tingyun Palace, which few people could step into.Looking up and looking around, the palace is simple and majestic, without the slightest luxury decoration but has a kind of noble demeanor, just like its owner. Gentle footsteps came from the left hall, approaching gradually, if it was another person, such footsteps would never be heard, it was as light as stepping on clouds.

"I don't know why Feng Wang is looking for Lan Xi?" Lan Xi asked politely, his eyes swept across the figure in front of him, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up slightly. Today's Xiyun is wearing a water-blue long dress, the fabric is as soft as water, and a belt of the same color is tightly tied around the waist. The hem of the long skirt just covers the ankles, and a pair of embroidered shoes of the same color are on the feet. The upper is white There is a flying cloud hooked on the velvet, and the long black hair is tied at the end with a white ribbon. There is no makeup on the face, only the snowy moon on the forehead remains the same. Lotus, as soft and beautiful as water.

"I'll take you to a place." After Xiyun finished speaking, she turned and walked inside. Walking through the long corridor, bypassing three gardens, crossing four bridges, crossing five rockeries, and passing countless pavilions and waterside pavilions, they stopped in front of a small palace, located in Qianyun Palace. The last one seems to be independent, but it seems to be just the shadow of the cloud. No matter how the vicissitudes of life change, it always follows the cloud. "Twisting moon and evening smoke?" Lan Xi read while looking at the plaque in front of the palace, and looked sideways at Xi Yun, "'Should a thin figure write a tiny moon, thin branches and horizontal evening smoke'?" "Yes." Xiyun looked at the words on the plaque with a little misty eyes, as if she was looking at an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time. The ink is slightly faded, but the style of the brush is very slender and elegant, and the characters are as graceful as willows. "This palace was built according to the drawings drawn by a ten-year-old child. The child's name is Feng Shuyue." "The wind writes the moon?" Lan Xi's eyes fell back on the four characters, "Is that the wind writes the moon called 'Mr. Yuexiu'?" "Besides him, who else in this world can be called 'Yuexiu'!" Xi Yun lifted up the steps, stretched out her hand and gently pushed open the palace gate, and stepped inside. Lan Xi followed her, crossed the threshold, At that moment, he, who was well-informed, couldn't help but be amazed. Behind the door is not a majestic palace, but an open-air courtyard, with flowers and trees in the courtyard, and rare buildings, which makes people feel refreshed. Looking around, the first thing that catches the eye is the moon-white silk curtain hanging from the sky, long and soft, hanging down to the ground. true face. Behind the silk curtain are two long corridors, one on the left and one on the right, like two crescent moons, and when they meet at the end, they are like a full moon and a bright sun.After the left and right corridors, there are various small buildings built along the corridors. The small buildings are very small and exquisite, just like the heavenly palace in the painting.Some are shaped like a lotus flower, some are shaped like a small boat, some are shaped like a green hill, some are shaped like a wisp of cloud, and some are shaped like a pearl... A plaque is hung in front of each building, and some are shaped like green hills. Some books are "Flower Cleansing and Mianxiang", some are "Xiaozhou River Passing", some are "Green Mountains Are Like Me", some are "Clouds Crossing Thousands of Fields", and some are "My Heart Beads Are Like Xu"...The handwriting is elegant, It shows the hand of the same person as the plaque in front of the palace. In the center surrounded by the two curved corridors, there are many trees about ten feet high, all green and green, and the green grass is full of flowers of various colors, red, purple, blue, blue, yellow, and fragrant. Wu Pianpian, the tree and the flowers seem to be born here, so natural, it almost makes people think that they are in some otherworldly valley. But in the center surrounded by these flowers and trees, there are many pieces of marble of the same shape and size. The white marble is paved into a circle, like a full moon falling from the sky, and like a chessboard. "He said he was the elder and I was the youngest, so he was on the left and I was on the right." When Lan Xi was still marveling at the courtyard, she heard Xi Yun whispering softly in her ear, turned to look at her, but saw a faint smile on her face, so shallow but so real and cheerful. "here it is?" "Where did you live when you were young?" Xiyun turned to look at him, but before he could answer, she continued, "This is where I lived when I was young, where my brother and I grew up together." When speaking, Xiyun had a kind of gentleness on his face that he had never seen before. His eyes were soft and full of warmth. He looked at the first floor, one tree, one flower and one butterfly with a little joy and a little sigh... Such a Xiyun It was also something he had never seen before, even when she first met Yu Wuyuan, she had never been like this, her joy and tenderness at this moment were all for that Feng Zhiyue, that person is as beautiful as the moon, the prince of Feng Zhiyue Feng Zhiyue! "Stay." Xiyun whispered softly in her ears again, and she saw her toes pointing, and she was already floating lightly like a feather on the marble floor like a full moon. Xiyun closed her eyes and stood still for a moment, as if she was thinking about something, then she started to move, her toes lightly touched the ground, her body spun along with her footwork, her slender hands slightly raised, her sleeves fluttering, it seemed to be some kind of The dance is like a chess game with people as chess pieces, but seeing her walking faster and turning faster, the water blue skirt is flying, like a water flower gently swaying, so light and graceful.The toes are lightly tapped, but every time they hit the ground, they make a light and crisp sound. When Xiyun is dancing, she keeps smiling, as if she is very happy, as if she was playing again. game. As if after a long time, and as if it was only in the blink of an eye, the water flower finally stopped and stood quietly, as if waiting for something. The soft sound of "Boom..." began to be heard, and then the ground seemed to vibrate slightly, and then the marbles moved piece by piece, as if the complete chessboard was suddenly cut into many pieces, and these pieces seemed to have their own life consciousness Generally speaking, each of them moves regularly, but Xiyun, as expected, is still standing quietly on a stone, following the movement of the stone in the courtyard. Finally, the stones stopped moving, and a hole about two meters square was exposed on the ground made of marble. Xiyun was standing right in front of the hole. Down. "Dare you come with me?" Xi Yun asked, looking back at Lan Xi. "Is this leading to Huangquan or Biluo?" Lan Xi smiled slightly, moved her footsteps, and stood beside Xiyun. "Leading to the Underworld." Xiyun also smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm, "Mr. Lanxi dare to go?" "With the King of Wind here, Huang Quan may turn into a blue sky." Lan Xi just smiled, and then walked ahead. Looking at the unsuspecting back, Xiyun sighed slightly with a complicated expression, and then stepped down as well. There are many steps, step by step down, the cool air, the dim light, listening to the empty echoes from the steps, in a trance, there is really a feeling of going to hell, unconsciously, the two turned their heads to look at each other , eyes met, and smiled slightly. After walking for about two quarters of an hour, I finally reached the end of the steps, and then I walked forward to a long passage. There is a thumb-sized night pearl embedded in every three feet on the two walls. The pearl shimmers, illuminating the passage. The two walked for about a quarter of an hour, and the passage had come to an end. In front of it was a closed stone gate, above which was engraved the word "Debris Cave". "Do you know what's inside?" Xiyun smiled involuntarily looking at the three characters. "The gold and silver in the world are like rubble." Lan Xi said indifferently, her eyes fell on the three characters, "The people of the Feng family seem to have always had the nobility to treat prosperity like dung." "Hehe..." Xiyun smiled lightly, then turned to look at Lan Xi, "You don't seem to take it seriously." "It's too late to respect, how dare you be disrespectful." Lan Xi seemed to be very sincere, but the implication was just the opposite. Xiyun didn't care about his irony, she jumped up lightly, stretched out her arms, and clapped each of the three characters "debris cave" before falling to the ground. "Boom boom boom..." The heavy stone door slowly rose. "Mr. Lan Xi, please appreciate Feng Guo's 'dung soil'!" Xi Yun waved her hand slightly, asking Lan Xi to go first. "It's better to be respectful than to obey your orders." Lan Xi was not courteous, stepped into the room, and for a moment, the light shone so hard that his eyes could hardly be opened. But I saw that the room was filled with golden hills and silver hills, jade rivers in Zhuhai, piles of coral agates, piles of gemstones and emeralds, and countless antiques and curios... Even if you were born in a royal family, even if you were Lan Lan who was sitting on mountains of gold and silver. Xi couldn't help opening his eyes wide at this time. "How do you think this compares to the treasury of Huaguo?" Xiyun smiled and looked at his expression. "Alas... Hua Guo is the richest... I have to pray for the wealth of the two families, which is already known as half of Hua Guo, but yours... is ten times more than Hua Guo!" Lan Xi sighed long, Turning to look at Xiyun, "Why do you hide all your wealth here? Throughout the ages, Fengguo didn't seem to have the intention of sitting on the world, but why did you collect so much wealth?" "Sitting in the world?" Xiyun smiled coldly, her eyes were piercing, and she moved from Lan Xi's body to the jewels, "In your heart, it seems that wealth and military strength are only related to fighting for the world." "Because it's my ideal to own the world, and all my efforts over the years are only for it." Lan Xi didn't care about Xi Yun's sarcasm, and said it as a matter of course, and said it calmly. "Is it all for it?" Xi Yun also smiled calmly, as if she was not dissatisfied with Lan Xi's words, as if this should be his reason, "It's rare that you are like this this time frank." "I never said I didn't want it, did I?" Lan Xi glanced at Xi Yun lightly, his eyes deep and calm. Xiyun smiled slightly, showing no emotion, and looked back at the jewels, "The reason why the Fengwang family has collected so much wealth is because of a suicide note written by the ancestor Wangfu." Lan Xi raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the words, and her eyes fell on Xi Yun, waiting for her to speak. "Kill the first emperor, avenge blood!" Xi Yun spat out lightly. "What?" Lan Xi couldn't help being surprised that the Fengwang family, which can be said to be the most aloof from the world and the most loyal to the Eastern royal family in the past, left such a legacy! "Why?" "I don't know." Xiyun answered very simply. "So this is the reason why you have collected so much wealth but never acted?" As smart as Lan Xi, he could think of the reason just by thinking about it. "En." Xiyun nodded, bent down to pick up a pearl as big as a baby's fist, and put it in her palm to play with. The year also passed away, and the suicide note was crumpled into a ball and held tightly in his palm. Thinking about it, he hesitated whether to leave it to posterity, but he had time to make a decision in the future. After his death, a palace man who served him personally found that he was holding the letter between his fingers. A small piece of paper was exposed, and he took out the second-generation Feng Wang who succeeded him. The second-generation Feng Wang was only ten years old when he succeeded to the throne, and he was just a child. He was shocked and frightened when he saw it, but the child who grew up in the royal family was vigilant, he immediately put it away when he was panicked, and never told anyone, even the four ministers of Fuguo back then." "Of course the second generation of Feng Wang would not and would not dare to have the idea of ​​killing the first emperor. Besides, the third year after the death of Feng Wang, the first emperor also passed away, but the grown-up Feng Wang had doubts about the suicide note, and The cause of Feng Wang's death back then..." Xi Yun glanced at Lan Xi, then paused slightly, "Do you know how old Feng Wang was when he died?" "It seems to be in his thirties." Lan Xi turned his head and thought for a moment, "I read the diary of my ancestor, he was very sad for the death of King Feng, and he once wrote in the diary, 'When the phoenix dies, my heart is like a crack, and my heart is like a crack. Longer than her, why live longer than her...', the ancestor recorded that diary in less than forty years, since he is older than Feng Wang, then Feng Wang must only be in his thirties." "Thirty-six years old." Xi Yun gently tossed up the pearl in her hand, and then quietly watched the pearl fall into her palm, "For a person with martial arts, he doesn't die on the battlefield of swords, but dies for no reason. Do you think it's strange to die in your thirties?" "Don't you suspect that the death of King Feng has something to do with Shidi?" Lan Xi frowned slightly. "It is said in the history books that 'Phoenix King has been on the battlefield for more than ten years. Although he has made great achievements in the world, the woman's body is inherently deficient, and her body is eroded by toil and injury. She has ruled the country for ten years. Passing away'" Xiyun gently grasped the pearl, and then tightened her five fingers, a priceless night pearl turned into ashes in her hands, "But King Feng died in the imperial capital, during the autumn pilgrimage!" "Thus, although the wind kings of all dynasties did not dare to hate the first emperor or oppose the Eastern Dynasty, they still had hatred in their hearts, so they collected wealth, thinking that one day they might really kill the golden palace to avenge Feng Wang. ?” Lan Xi guessed. "That's not right." Xi Yun smiled and shook her head, "If the Feng family really wanted to rebel against the Eastern Dynasty, they would have rebelled during the rebellion of King Ning, so the Feng family had no intention of rebelling. It's just that the death of the ancestors is always more or less There is some suspicion, and more or less resentment towards the first emperor, so each generation of kings will transfer all the surplus from the treasury to the treasury, unlike other countries that collect it all in the treasury, showing off to the world, and the family The country is the richest, or it may increase its military force, build a new city...the Fengwang family who do not like to fight and do nothing to govern the country has gathered for more than three hundred years, and this is what you see now." "Hide it and wait for the day when you need it?" Lan Xi looked at her and said, "In fact, you have much more resentment towards Emperor Shi in your heart than you think!" "Ha..." Xiyun smiled when she heard the words, and blew into her palm, and the pearl powder fell profusely, "No matter how much I hate, I, Feng Xiyun, am determined to overthrow the Eastern Dynasty today! Let it... ..." His eyes fell on the powder on the ground, and a spark of light shot out in an instant, "No matter what the original intention of King Feng was, no matter what the truth of history is, this scarred Eastern Dynasty should come to an end! Just let it disappear like this pearl!" Lan Xi looked at the woman in front of her. Although she was dressed in a soft and beautiful dress, she couldn't hide the sassy and heroic spirit between her brows. In fact, she was very suitable for wearing that suit of armor. The white phoenix silver armor of the Wushuang Phoenix King, she is the current white phoenix!It's just... Maybe what she wants to wear the most... In Lan Xi's silence, Xiyun's eyes passed over the piles of gold, silver and jewels, and fell on a painting hanging on the stone wall in the east, as if she wanted to walk over, but hesitated.After a long time, she finally walked slowly, and glanced at the painting, the sun and the moon coexisted in the painting, it was when the moon was hidden and the sun was rising, the sky and the earth were half bright and half dark, and there were two paintings under the sun and the moon. The blurry shadows seemed to be unable to see the faces of the two people clearly because of the dim light of the sky. The painting was also like the scene in the painting, with a gloomy and depressed feeling. Xiyun caressed the two figures in the painting with her fingertips, sighed slightly, and then opened the painting, revealing a stone door. Lan Xi walked over, only to see the inscriptions on both sides of the stone gate, "Thin shadows write about the moon, thin branches and smoke in the evening", but Xiyun looked at the words on the stone wall with a slightly dazed expression, and said softly after a long time : "He always said that if he was writing about the moon, then I should be Xiyan, so he always called me Xi'er, but never called me Xiyun. In the end, my father also followed him to call me Xi'er." .” Stretch out your hands, tap the words "月" and "Xi" with your fingertips at the same time, then the stone door slides gently, revealing a stone room. Walking into the room, there are four huge night pearls hanging on the ceiling, illuminating the room like daytime, but this stone room does not hide gold and silver, but you can see that the four walls are covered with portraits, hanging on the left and right, one side is full of women, One side is full of men. Looking carefully, these portraits are almost the growth history of the woman and the man. "There are a total of twenty-four portraits here, twelve of mine, and twelve of Brother Yue's. I started when I was four years old, and Brother Yue started when I was six." Xi Yun's voice was as soft as silk, with a touch of sadness , "Every birthday, we will give each other a gift made by ourselves, and draw a portrait for each other. We once agreed to draw until the age of eighty, but..." Lan Xi moved, his eyes swept over the people in the portrait one by one. The four-year-old girl is holding a small wooden boat in her hand, frowning and staring, as if saying, "If you don't finish drawing soon, I will eat this wooden boat!" And under the portrait On the table, there is the small wooden boat in her hand, it seems to be made by a clumsy carpenter, it is only a rough image, but the portrait is delicate, and the eyebrows and eyes are extremely vivid. The six-year-old boy has delicate features, and is pulling a ribbon in his hand to make a bow, with a shy expression on his face, and his delicate eyes seem to say, "How can you give a boy a red bow!" Under the portrait, The faded red bow is placed crookedly, which shows that the knotter is not proficient in skills. As for the painting skills, although the charm is not lost, the style of the brushwork is very rough, and the painter seems to be very careless. The ink dripped on the portrait, but luckily it only dripped next to the boy's face, not on the face! The five-year-old girl seems to have grown a little taller. She is wearing a light green long dress with two corners combed. She looks neat and clean, but the cuff is torn. A wooden sword, with a very airy expression on his face, as if to say, "When I grow up, I will definitely be invincible in the world!" The seven-year-old boy looked a little more mature, his eyebrows and eyes became more delicate, and his long black hair hung over his shoulders. He was really a beautiful child, and he was holding a purple peony flower in his hand, so that the boy's face The expression on his face was a bit helpless, as if he was saying, "Can I exchange it for a gift?" But it was obviously not agreed, and the painter even painted the purple peony very brightly. ... One by one, boys and girls are growing up, with handsome eyebrows and elegant clothes, but with different expressions and temperaments. The girl loves to laugh very much, her brows are always raised high, and the corners of her eyes are always filled with a smile full of interest. It seems that there are many things that make her happy and fun in this world, and her expression is casual and uninhibited. It seems that if one is not careful, she will run far away and fly high, making it impossible for you to catch her. The boy is very gentle, he sits or stands well in every painting, but he seems to be very thin all the time, his long black hair is rarely tied in a crown, it is always loose behind him, and his face is very handsome Delicate, but slightly sick, the loose robe covers him, making people worry whether the robe will drown him who is so thin? As the age grows, the painting skills of the painters become more proficient, and they also form their own different painting styles. The painting style of girls is very delicate and elegant, from a strand of hair to a smile line at the corner of the mouth, from an ornament to the creases of the dress, all are clearly drawn, full of spirit and form, as if you can see the painter That incomparably serious expression was painting the most precious and cherished thing in his heart, so he didn't allow the slightest flaw. But those who paint boys are very casual, as if they just pick up a brush when painting, and draw casually, without careful observation and description, just a few simple strokes, but they completely outline the boy's charm and aura It is obvious that the painter knows the boy very well, and she has an imprint in her heart. Lan Xi's eyes stopped on the fifteen-year-old portrait of the girl, which was also the last portrait of the girl. The face and body were not much different from Xiyun's today, and her attire was exactly the same as she is today. In front of the white jade fence, behind the fence is a piece of purple peony, with a smile on her face, her expression is soft, and the flowers are set against each other, complementing each other, but... the trace of hidden worry in her eyes is also clearly captured by the painter. And the boy—that should be called a man, tall and tall, with long eyebrows and handsome eyes, as graceful as a willow. Fai, wearing a moon-white gown, tied around his waist with a red jade nine-hole exquisite belt, also standing in front of the white jade railing, behind him is a purple peony flower, and the human flowers complement each other, making the flowers more delicate and plump, and he is too weak to wear clothes, It's just that there was a very happy smile on his face, and there was a touch of satisfaction in his eyes. "This was the last time we painted for each other, and it was also the last time we celebrated birthdays together. The next day, he went." Hearing Xiyun's deep whisper, looking back, she did not know when she was standing beside him, quietly looking at the man in the painting, with a touch of sadness. "Our Fengwang family can be said to be the most feeble family among the royal families in the Eastern Dynasty. From the first ancestor, each generation has only one heir, even if there are occasional two or three children, but it is not because they died young in infancy. If he dies young, there will always be only one person left to inherit the blood and the throne. In the father's generation, although there were two uncles and fathers, but the uncle also passed away early, and only one son, Brother Xieyue, was left. My father succeeded to the throne, and my mother gave birth to me, but within a few years, there was nothing else. Although my father took countless concubines, he only had me as a daughter. Therefore, in my generation, there are only me and Brother Xiyue in the Fengwang family. Xiyun moved lightly, stretched out her hand and gently caressed the eight-year-old boy. "It's a coincidence that I was born on the same month and the same day as my elder brother, and he happened to be two years older than me. After his uncle passed away, he was taken into the palace by his father to be raised, and lived together in the palace. He has no parents to be close to. I... ...the father and the king have too many government affairs, and the mother... so we have been very close since childhood, and the royal family has not many children, so I cherish it very much. It's just that he has been weak since he was a child, and he has been taking medicine for many years , although he is older than me, but in turn I take care of him, no matter what to eat, what to wear, what to play, what to do, I always make up my mind, it feels like we are not brothers and sisters, but sisters." "Although my elder brother is weak, he is very good at painting, good at music, and can compose songs by himself. The songs he wrote will be sung by people all over the country, and he can also write poems and compositions. Almost half of what I have learned is passed on to him. He ...He is really a very smart and talented person, but it's a pity...his body is too weak, he was a little careless..." A faint smile floated on Xiyun's face, and there was a hint of naughtiness in his eyes, as if thinking of something interesting. "I remember one summer, not long after our birthday, and the 40th birthday of the father was ushered in. All countries sent envoys to celebrate the birthday, and even the emperor sent special envoys, so the day of the father's birthday , the palace held a big banquet, the people congratulated, and it was very lively. On that day, how could I, who was active and playful, be willing to sit peacefully in that cumbersome princess dress, so I asked my elder brother to change clothes and let him Sitting in my seat, while I put on his clothes, I deliberately looked weak, so my father asked me to go back to the palace to rest early, and after the palace people left, I sneaked out again, squeezed into the laughter Among the courtiers, watch them drink and eat in a gentle manner, listen to them whispering about various current affairs, or comment on the demeanor of envoys from various countries, occasionally tease someone who doesn't like it, or secretly tear off a person who looks very ugly. It's like the waistband of a corrupt official, it's a joy to play with." "At the end of the banquet, envoys from all over the world brought a program to celebrate their birthdays. Among them, the rope skills performed by China were really wonderful. The more I watched, the more I went forward. When it became a full sun in mid-air, and then fell back to the rope steadily, I couldn't help applauding loudly. Although it was lively at that time, but in the state banquet, the king was at the top and the envoys of various countries were present. No matter how happy those people were I didn't dare to yell out loud, my yell was very loud, not only the courtiers and envoys all looked at me, even my father also looked at me, when he saw me clearly, of course he understood What's going on, so besides giving me a hard look as a warning, I didn't forget to turn my head and stare at my elder brother who was sitting on my seat, or that the weather was so hot that day that my weak elder brother couldn't bear it, or my elder brother was always worried I was afraid that I would be so nervous and exhausted that I would lose my strength, anyway, my father glared at my brother, and my brother passed out on the spot, hehe..." At this point, Xi Yun couldn't help but laugh out softly, with a cheerful look on her face smile. "Because of that time, not only the people of the country misunderstood that 'Princess Xiyun is very beautiful, but she is weak and sickly', even the envoys of various countries said this to their rulers after returning to the country, so that the world thought that Fengguo Xiyun Princess Ying is weak. Of course I was not convinced when I found out. I thought I was physically strong and had extraordinary martial arts. How could I be called a 'sick baby'? Li Xian, General of Wei, think that as long as I defeat him, the world shouldn't think I'm weak and sick, right?" "That time, it was really an accident. I accidentally cut off his dragon ring sword. It was really an accident. I really didn't want to cut off his sword." In the portrait of Zhang when she was twelve years old, she smiled happily and was very proud, but now she smiled a little embarrassedly, "Although I won that time, it seems very difficult to cut off the sword of a general." Disrespectful, so I didn't dare to show it off to the world, so I had to bear the title of that 'sick princess'." "It was also at that time that I really wanted to go outside and see if there were people in other Hou countries with higher martial arts than Li Xian, so I secretly ran away from home and only told my brother. He listened to me and supported me... It's just... It seems that the fate of the Fengwang family is fulfilled. I live healthy and happy, and my brother... He gets sick more and more, and the time of each sickness is getting longer and longer. Long, and the wonderful life on the rivers and lakes has attracted me to linger, but I don’t know how lonely my sick brother is inside the palace walls, how lonely he is after being bedridden for many years, that kind of tired and world-weary mood... But Every time I came back, he never said anything, he always listened to me with a smile on those things in Jianghu, and then smiled and sent me away... When I remembered... When I want to spend time with my brother , but it's too late!" Xi Yun stood in front of Feng Shuyue's last portrait, stretched out her hand to touch Feng Shuyue's smile in the painting, and sighed with pity: "In fact, it was my elder brother who tolerated me since I was a child... the indulgent Bai Feng in the Jianghu Xi was spoiled by my brother... Brother, he entrusted everything he had to me, right? Because I have a healthy body that can fly!" Lan Xi listened quietly, and glanced at the handmade gifts on the table. Many of them were very simple and rough, but...he knew the weight of them. Compared with the golden mountains outside, She absolutely did not hesitate to choose these worthless things in the eyes of the world! Such a gift, some people never receive one in their lifetime! Gently picked up the small wooden boat on the table, it was the first gift Feng Shuyue made to Xiyun, it was so clumsy that it hardly looked like a boat, stroked the knife marks on the boat, the movements were gentle, but the voice was cold Che Rubing said, "The lonely Wind King family is not the happy Wind King family." Such a calm and cold tone made Xiyun recover from the smile in the painting, and saw Lan Xi gently put the wooden boat back on the case, as if afraid of breaking it, looked up at Xiyun with the first gaze The second is so clear that the bottom is visible, but it is like ice under the water, without temperature. "Each generation has only one heir. Although he is a little lonely, there will be no bloody blood. Those brothers who are so cold and cruel that even animals would not want to do it." You have never appeared in the Fengwang family before, right? Once in a while, you must cherish a sibling very much. Even if you go in the future, the warmth and warm feeling will still remain, but..." Stepping closer, his eyes glanced at the smile of the wind and the moon in the painting, that kind of gentle, joyful, satisfied smile that seemed to own the whole world, with a light tap of his fingertips, "At least I have never seen such a smile in our The Feng royal family has seen it before, even when they were children!" It was like a stone thrown into the heart lake, and it was like thunder in the ears. I only felt a "bang", and my mind was shaken inexplicably. Looking at the person in front of me, he was still handsome and graceful, his expression did not change at all, even the expression on his face A faint smile never faded away, but...the fingertips, the fingertips that seemed to be pointing extremely casually but stayed there for a long time, a sad feeling began to spread, and the eyes looked at the fingertips with slight pain... "It's rare for you to say these things to me." Lan Xi looked away from the painting and stopped on Xiyun's face. Seeing the trace of heartache that could not be suppressed in the future, she couldn't help being startled, and turned her eyes away, extremely casually Said, "Are you playing with me again?" 惜云一笑，恢复淡然，眸光绕室一圈，然后停在兰息身上，“外面那些瓦砾是给你的，而这里……父王已去，这世上我最珍贵的便只有这些，所以……不管你日后为王为帝，你都不得动此！” 兰息闻言眸光一闪，似欲言却又止。 惜云挥挥手，似知道他要说什么，“本来这里我并不想让你看到，但以你的聪明，自然会看出画后石室之秘，所以我让你看看，可此一出后，便不要再入，这些……就让它永埋于地！” “你是担心我着人搬外面那些东西时，他们会擅入？”兰息眉头微挑，自不难猜出她未尽之意。 “擅入者死！”惜云淡淡的说着，声音却如寒冰冷澈，“兰暗使者是你丰国的死士，可我们风国……集藏了三百多年的财富，自也有守护之人！” “明白。”兰息微微点头。 "Then let's go." 眸光最后看一眼风写月，嘴唇微动，终只是轻轻一叹，然后封上石门。 两人回走，出得石道，重见天日，环顾庭院一周，兰息微微感叹道:“这座宫殿仿如神话！” “神话？”惜云一笑，笑得有些憾意，“神话总是会消失的！” 话音落时，合掌轻拍四下。 四道人影半空落下，皆跪于地，垂首低唤:“拜见王！” 惜云微微抬手，示意四人起身，手指向兰息，“认识一下兰息公子，记住，除他以外，擅入者杀无赦！” "yes!" 应声的同时，兰息只觉得四道冰冷的目光盯来，如刀锋般带着凌凌杀气，仿如能割人肌骨。 “去吧。”惜云再挥挥手，那四道人影便又无息的消失。 “他们的武功比之你我也不差几多。”兰息道。 “他们是世代相传的，一生只守护此地室，除此之外便是修习武艺，自比江湖上那些沽名钓誉之人要强。”惜云移步走向宫外。 兰息回首看看那慢慢封闭的地室，忽然轻轻道:“这些我暂不着人运走。” 惜云闻言回首，“为何？” “因为我现在还不是丰国的王！”兰息的话音未有丝毫感情，目光遥遥落向天际。