Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 35: Two kings co-exist and synchronize

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The weather in summer is always erratic. The sun is still high in the early morning, but it started to rain at noon. It pattered on the roof and dripped on the lotus pond. The sky was filled with rain and mist, and the distant mountains and nearby water were hazy. The Wanxi Palace on the shore of Wanxi Lake is like the Ruizhu Palace on Penglai Mountain, misty and ethereal.

Dust-free water in the bamboo dock is clear,

Lovesickness passes across the city.

The autumn yin does not disperse and the frost flies late,

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the rain. [Note 1]

An extremely shallow chant came from the Wanxi Palace. At the window facing the water, Feng Xiyun was dressed in plain clothes, looking at the weak green lotus and purple lotus in the rain, with a slight emotion, "Autumn frost is coming, dry lotus listens Rain, I don’t know how that kind of realm is like the wind and lotus in the rain?"

"Why the dry lotus listens to the rain, this green leaf bears pearls, and the purple lotus Mulin is not more beautiful." Feng Lanxi approached and stood with her in front of the window to look at the lotus pond in the rain. Each has its own realm."

"Whether the dry lotus listens to the rain or Aoba Seung-joo, I think it will not be as beautiful as the "Moon Dew Cold" made from the lotus root in the mud!"

Being with a beloved, admiring flowers in the rain, reciting poems, it was a very romantic and poetic thing, but such a horrible thing happened.

"Hey, it seems that whether it's Bai Fengxi or Feng Xiyun, you can't fix this delicious problem." Feng Lanxi shook his head.

"Food is the heaven for the people." Feng Xiyun was not ashamed. "I always think that the most beautiful enjoyment in this world is not to see the beautiful scenery and live in a Chinese house, but to eat the most delicious food every day! Now I It’s very satisfying to be able to eat the delicious food that Jiuwei cooks every day."

"The owner of the Sunset Tower is willing to become your chef?" Feng Lanxi smiled faintly. Thinking of the sunset tower on the Wuyun River that made him and Yu missed the same admiration, I didn't expect its owner to be a very ordinary looking Jiuwei, but is that person really that ordinary and simple?

"Jiu Wei..." Feng Xiyun glanced sideways at Feng Lan Xi, her eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Why?" Feng Lanxi's lips curled up with a smile, her black eyes flickering.

"Black fox." Feng Xiyun smiled suddenly, approached him, stretched out her delicate hand, and gently touched Feng Lanxi's face with her ten fingers, exhaling like a blue, with a tender expression, but her words were slightly chilly, "No matter. How many tricks do you have, no matter what reason you have, you—you can’t move him! Even if I die, he will have to live to a hundred years old! Understand? Grabbing the handsome face carved like a jade.

"Who is he? How could you say this to me? It was Yan Yingzhou back then..." Feng Lanxi's voice suddenly stopped, I wonder if it was caused by the pain on his face or something else. The reason is that he raised his hand to grasp the two paws on his face and rescued the deformed handsome face under the paws.

"It doesn't matter who he is, you just need to remember and never move him! If you..." Feng Xiyun stopped talking, only a pair of eyes were cold and secluded, and one hand was quietly resting on Fenglan Fingertips are like ice on his shoulders.

"Does he... mean that Jade has no luck?" Feng Lanxi still smiles, but her dark pupils are as deep as the endless night sky.

Feng Xiyun stunned, turned her head and looked out the window, her eyes seemed to penetrate the misty rain line, penetrate the vast sky, and landed in a far, far place. After a long while, she turned her head back with a A faint smile, the smile is like the dangling rain outside the window, and it breaks when the wind blows, "There is only one jade in the world, and Jiuwei—he is Jiuwei!"

"Really?" Feng Lanxi smiled faintly, looking down at the beautiful face close at hand, without powder pollution, long eyebrows, clear eyes, jade-like skin, cherry red His lips looked like a smile but a non-smile, with a careless look... He suddenly used his hands to hold the person in front of him in his arms, and when he closed his long arms, he encircled the whole, "He is not jadeless, then I promised You."

Feng Xiyun only felt the whispers in her ears like a piano, the warm sniffles on her cheeks, itchy, her heart seemed to be lightly scratched by something, a strange feeling rose, her limbs somehow He was so soft that he couldn't lift his strength, his face was hot, and he wanted to break free, but he was a little bit unwilling to be held in his arms, very comfortable, but a little uncomfortable. She couldn't see his face, nor could she see his black eyes, but... she knew that the handsome face was by the sideburns, and those black eyes blinked, and the long eyelashes seemed to bring up the hair on the sideburns. Silk, strands of faint orchid fragrance wrap around the tip of the nose seemingly, like an invisible rope entwining the two...

Feng Lanxi felt that the delicate body in her arms gradually became soft and relaxed from a slight stiffness. Her hands did not know when to wrap around his waist. Her head hung slightly, and then gradually approached his shoulders. ... He couldn't help but grinned, but the laughter had not yet started, and a sleepy yawn sounded.

"Black fox, I'm going to sleep. If you hold it like this, I don't object to sleeping like this. It's just that if people outside see it, your fame will be ruined in your entire life. Then it will see how you contend for the world... "Before the words were finished, Feng Xiyun's head dropped, and she completely leaned into Feng Lanxi's arms to sleep peacefully.

"You!" Feng Lanxi looked at the beautiful woman in her arms and couldn't laugh or cry for a while. She actually fell asleep at this time...? "Oh, you woman..." He shook his head and sighed, holding her with one hand, and stroking his forehead with the other, "I must have done something wrong in my previous life, and I have to be tied to you in this life."

Speaking, he picked her up, approached the soft couch, gently placed her on the couch, took off the crown on her head, dismissed her hair bun, put her head on the jade pillow, and then retreated Open, sit on the side of the collapse, watching the sound of the person on the couch sleeping.

The rain suddenly became smaller, and the drizzle hung like a curtain of beads on the window, and the slight cool breeze blew in gently, sending a faint lotus fragrance.

Suddenly, he felt very quiet around him. This world is quiet, this Wanxi Palace is quiet, this Tingyu Pavilion is quiet, this heart... is also quiet, this kind of quietness is never seen before, and there is a kind of silence in this quietness of his life. Things that I have never enjoyed, this feeling...It seems that I have come to the end of life like this, and there is no regret!

Feng Xiyun on the couch suddenly moved. He raised his hand and fumbled. When he touched the cold jade pillow, he pushed it away without hesitation, and then continued to reach out and fumble...Finally, he touched a warm, soft and hard The moderate things, drag the pillow under the head, and fall asleep again.

Looking at the arm under Feng Xiyun's head, and then at the person sleeping soundly on the couch, Feng Lanxi suddenly became in a daze, stretched out her hand to touch the white jade face and stroked the long soft green silk , Let the feeling in my heart overflow and settle. He couldn't help but slowly leaned over, the cherry-red lips under his lips, the little bit of red tempting him...

Suddenly, a slap was slapped on the head, and then the head was grabbed by both hands. Feng Xiyun murmured in her ears: "What is so round?" Her hand rubbed left and right. , Finally seemed to lose interest and pushed away again.

After a long while, Feng Lanxi got up, raised his hand to caress the hair bun that had been caught by Feng Xiyun, smiled silently and helplessly, took off the crown on his head, and scattered the black hair. The crowns were placed side by side, watching... a voice suddenly sounded in my mind: Can the two kings be synchronized?

He was shocked suddenly, like a cold wind blowing on his face, his mind suddenly awake, he looked at the person on the couch, his eyes bright and light, cold and hot, vague and unpredictable...Finally, he was completely calm. The dark eyes and indifferent face are like the sea after the wind and waves, calm and deep.

Feng Lan lifted his hand and tapped his fingertips on Feng Xiyun's waist. The acquaintance for more than ten years still let him know something.

Sure enough, the person in the couch jumped suddenly, with one hand on his waist, a pair of dim eyes, look at him with sleepiness, long hair draped all over, and the body seemed to be boneless and half leaning on the couch, so embarrassed The lazy look turned out to be extremely charming!

"You black fox, why do you wake me up?" A clear and crisp voice rang, shattering the silence of the room, but it shattered joyfully, like a string of beads torn off when a child played.

"When do you think we have the wedding?" Feng Lanxi smiled casually.

"Huh?" Feng Xiyun seemed unable to react, and looked at him with wide eyes.

"When do you think we should have the wedding?" Feng Lanxi still said unhurriedly.

Feng Xiyun finally woke up, her hazy eyes suddenly became deep, and she stared at the person in front of her.

The gold thread is embroidered on the black king robe of Canglan, with stray jet black hair and extremely handsome face... the wind from outside the window blows in, blowing the long hair, covering the pair of Ru Under the eyes of the night sky, under the black hair, the light was actually blurred.

Feng Xiyun got up to stay and moved to the window. The cool rain was blown on her face by the wind. It was icy and wet. This summer rain made people feel cold.

"When you become the emperor, how about marrying me as the queen?" Feng Xiyun's voice sounded clearly, although it was a questioning, but the meaning was firm.

"Okay." After a while, Feng Lanxi's voice sounded, without hesitation, as plain as water.

When that "OK" was said, both of them suddenly remembered what the two of them on the Licheng Castle had said that day--

"Why, you girls from the Feng family don't like the position of this mother's ritual in the world?"

"What we Feng's women want to do is the phoenix above the nine heavens, how can we humble behind the man!"

But neither of them spoke any more.

It is raining in Yongzhou, but it is sunny and sunny in Jizhou.

"When will you send troops?" On the Yiwu stage, Yu missed the imperial court.

"The golden cavalry of Youzhou will arrive in the near future. After the two armies join together, they can send troops!" Dynasty said. Looking at Yi Wu's dazzling armor, the magnificent Qi Tianqi, the light in his golden eyes is even hotter and dazzling than the blazing sun in the nine heavens, and his handsome and noble face is full of spirited pride.

"I heard that the leaders of the golden cavalry are the three young men." Yu Wuyuan's eyes fell on Huang Yu, who was standing a little stiff because of the imperial presence.

Huang Yu is still standing behind Qiu Jiushuang and Xiao Xuekong. Obviously he is very dissatisfied. His eyes are always staring at the two people in front of him with anger, and his lips move from time to time, as if he is muttering. What is it.

Looking at the young face showing various emotions, Yu Wuyuan smiled silently.

"They...I have my own way, but Yongzhou will be a tough enemy in the future." Huang Chao couldn't help frowning at the thought of the two.

"Yongzhou at this time, there are abundant orchid breath and wind cherish clouds." Yu missed his gaze and looked up at the sky. The dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes slightly. How can it be synchronized."

The Dynasty suddenly turned his head and looked at it, but saw that Yu Wuyuan slightly raised his hand to cover his eyes, as if he could not bear the blazing light of the sun.

"They..."

However, without waiting for him to finish, Yu Wuyuan's gaze shifted to Huang Yu, "Huang Yu is not a good man, they are all very good, you have such a helper, you will be like a tiger."

"This kid also somehow, when a good person comes in front of me, he becomes dumb." Dynasty looked at his brother with helplessness.

"Because your brother's light is beyond his reach, he sincerely worships you, admires you, and surrenders to you." Yu Wuyuan's eyes are like a mirror lake reflecting everything in the world.

The Dynasty suddenly understood what he meant, looking at the brother who sometimes looked like a idiot, sometimes was very smart, but never violated his own brother, could not help but sigh, "It's just a pity...her."

"Well, people like Feng Lanxi are different from you, and only she can stand beside him in this world. However, two such dazzling people..." Yu Wuyuan shifted his eyes to look at Yi Wu Taiwan, looking at the banner flying in the air, "This world, the dynasty, do your best to fight for it!"

The Dynasty smiled proudly, "Of course I have to hold it in my hands in this world, and on the top of the vast mountain, I will win that game!"

Yu missed the word and smiled faintly. The blue sky at this time was so clear that there was no haze.

Behind them, the three generals who have been watching them all reacted.

Xiao Xuekong's eyes were looking straight ahead, with a snow-like face and long snow-like hair, standing quietly, if not for a pair of eyes that would blink, everyone would think it was a beautiful statue.

Qiu Jiushuang smiled, looked up at the clear sky, his eyes fell back to the purple figure in front of him, and there was a touch of pride between his eyebrows, his hand involuntarily held down the arrow hanging from his waist bag.

Huang Yu's brown pupils, which are slightly similar to those of the Dynasty, looked at his elder brother in infinite admiration, and looked at the elder brother of Yuan Ting Yuezhi under Lang Rixia, secretly admiring himself.

"Don't look at it, the saliva is all over the floor." A thin voice sounded in my ear, "You just watched the saliva for a thousand years and slobbered for 10,000 years, and it is not as good as the Lord's. One of them!"

"You! You stinky woman! You...you are the brilliance that is less than one ten thousandth of the Qing Wang in ten thousand years!" Huang Yu retaliated. Although I don't know what the blue king looks like, as long as he can strike the arrogant stinky woman around him, even if it is ugly, he will also praise her as a god!

On June 20th, Qingzhou Fifty Thousand Riders arrived in Yongzhou.

June 22, sunny.

On the Wutai of Yongzhou Mausoleum, flags are flying, and soldiers stand on long steps with dazzling spears. In the square under the stage, the army lined up and waited. On the left was Mo Yuqi wearing black armor, and on the right was Fengyunqi wearing silver armor. Although tens of thousands of people stood there, there was no sound, a solemn and quiet air.

Today, King Yong and King Qing will hold the signing ceremony here!

The king of the two states entered into a marriage alliance. This is the first time in the 600 years of the Great Eastern Dynasty. Therefore, there are no hundreds of people around the square. I want to see the style of the two kings and witness this century. A rare royal wedding ceremony!

Woo——Woo——Woo——

With three long beeps, the courtiers in purple clothes and crimson robes and the generals in armor and silver helmets stepped up to the mausoleum platform one by one, and then stood according to their official position, waiting for the arrival of the twin kings.

"Master Taiyin, what does this mean?"

On the quiet Lingwu Platform, a calm and rigorous voice suddenly sounded. When everyone heard the sound, they saw Fengyunqi General Xu Yuan standing out, pointing to the two jade seats on the highest level of Lingwu Platform. Asked Master Taiyin in Yongzhou.

"I wonder why General Xu has this question?" Master Yongzhou Taiyin asked rhetorically, seemingly a little unclear.

"I just want to ask my lord, why are the two jade seats placed in this way?" Xu Yuan remained calm, except for a pair of eyes with sharp lights, staring at Master Yongzhou Taiyin closely.

The two jade seats are the same size, but one jade seat is in the center, and the other jade seat is slightly lower right.

"The Qing king has a marriage contract with the Lord, that is, I am the queen of Yongzhou. This arrangement is a courtesy system." Master Taiyin answered naturally.

"Master Taiyin, even though the Lord has a marriage contract with King Yong, she is still the King of Qingzhou and sits on an equal footing with King Yong!" Xiu Jiurong, who had been standing by the four generals at the end, suddenly took a step forward, his voice was urgent and fast , A face flushed red, I don't know if it was because of shyness or anger.

"Men is the sky, women are the earth, Yin and Yang are different. This is a ritual system that has existed since ancient times. If the Qingwang marries the master as his wife, then he should follow the husband and wife etiquette system!" Master Tailu of Yongzhou stepped forward Tao.

"The wedding of our lord and King Yong has not yet been held. This trip is a distinguished guest from Yongzhou. Is it your way of hospitality to honor the lord and demote guests?" Lin Ji also took a step forward.

"Qing Wang is a woman, so..."

As soon as Master Taili of Yongzhou spoke, Cheng Zhi took a step forward and interrupted him, "What if we are a woman?" His sturdy and tall body is almost twice that of Master Taili. Master Lu couldn't help but stepped back, "Her literary talent and martial arts, how many men are comparable in this world? You are a man, do you ask yourself about one in ten thousand?"

"It's not a essayist at this time..." Master Taiyin saw that Master Tailu seemed to be frightened by Cheng Zhi, and immediately stood up and said, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again.

"Then, Master Taiyin, what do you want to discuss? Status? Fame? National power? Military strength? Wealth? Or is there a demeanor? Is there anything in our lord who is not qualified to be equal to your Yong Wang?" Xu Yuan still does not Asked hurriedly, that calm tone was more intractable than sternly.

"This..." Master Yongzhou Taiyin glanced behind him, expecting someone to help.

However, Mo Yu riding the four generals just stood still, and didn't glance at the corner of his eyes, as if he hadn't seen or heard; and Xun Anjun closed his eyes and looked like he was out of the picture; the other adults did. Someone looked at Master Taiyin for unknown reasons, wondering why he was proficient in etiquette today.

"Several generals," was standing stiff, Ren Chuanyu suddenly stood up and politely bowed to the four generals of Fengyun, with a very gentle tone, "Master Taiyin did this in the manner of husband and wife , I only hope that the King of Qing and the husband and wife of the Lord will be one, and the two states of Yong and Qing can also be integrated by the combination of the two kings, regardless of each other, sharing the honor and disgrace, so..." At this point, he paused slightly and glanced over The four generals in front of them had a very shallow smile on their faces, "It's that Master Taiyin didn't take into account the actions of several generals. Several generals believe that our Yongzhou is disrespectful to King Qing. This is true. It hurts the friendship between our two states, and also hurt the wishes of the Yongzhou subjects for the agreement between the King of Qing and the Lord."

"You!" Cheng Zhi was furious when he heard the words, but didn't know how to refute, he was so angry that he raised his finger at the thin and slender civil servant in front of him, wishing to slap him down. To give him a few words, it is his own side that is unreasonable!

"Cheng Zhi!" Xu Yuan stepped forward to hold Cheng Zhi to prevent him from coming up with an impulsive temper. He looked at the seemingly ordinary and harmless civil minister in front of him, and he was secretly vigilant.

"Let me ask Master Taiyin for a question." Jiu Wei, standing behind the four generals, suddenly stood up and bowed slightly to Master Yongzhou Taiyin.

"Don't dare, please speak." Master Taiyin was quite charming.

"My lord, who is the highest position of the Great Eastern Empire?" Jiu Wei asked politely.

"His Majesty, of course!" Master Taiyin replied without thinking about it. He couldn't understand how the person in front of him would ask such a three-year-old child.

"Who is under the emperor, then?" Jiu Wei continued to ask.

"His Royal Highness, of course!" Master Taiyin replied.

"What about the queen?" Jiu Wei asked again.

"The prince, princess and king of the six states." Master Taiyin answered again.

"Then, I would like to ask again, how is the status of the Princess Yige and the King Xianyong who married to Yongzhou in the past?" Jiu Wei looked at Master Taiyin with a smile.

"The princess Yige is a royal princess, and she naturally sits on an equal footing with the first king." Master Taiyin replied quickly, but he vaguely felt wrong after the answer.

"Then I want to ask the lord again, what are the identities of King Qing and King Yong, and how are they different from the identities of Princess Yige?" Jiuwei looked at Master Taiyin.

"This...they..." Master Taiyin hesitated.

"Master Taiyin is the person in charge of the ritual system, and he should be the most familiar with etiquette. Don't you know the status of Qingwang and Yongwang?" Jiu Wei continued to ask.

"Qing Wang..." Master Taiyin raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, and glanced at the corner of his eye to see through the rain, but could not get any hint, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Qing Wang, Yong Wang is six The king of the state, the emperor, the queen, and the hundred officials, sit on an equal footing with the prince and princess."

"Oh--" Jiu Wei nodded suddenly, and bowed slightly to Master Taiyin, "Thank you, Master Taiyin, for your guidance." Then turned to look at all the adults and generals in Qing and Yongzhou, and slightly saluted. , "My lords, think you have heard the words of Master Taiyin just now, right?"

"Listen clearly!" Cheng Zhi responded loudly without waiting for others to answer.

Jiu smiled slightly, his eyes fell towards Ren Chuanyu, and he spoke very gently: "The grand ceremony of every country is hosted by Master Taiyin, and Master Taiyin must also be familiar with the ritual system, but I don’t know why he committed it today. Such a mistake? This...I really have to wonder whether someone deliberately did it to hinder the marriage ceremony of the two kings and divorce the friendship between the two states!" The voice is not loud or small, not rushing, but ensuring that everyone present Can hear clearly.

"That's right!" Cheng Zhi was the first to give a high praise.

"Dare to ask Master Taiyin, do you really want the two kings to marry? Don't you want Qingzhou and Yongzhou to form an alliance?" Xu Yuan stared at Master Taiyin.

"No... this... of course not!" With such a big hat pressed, Master Taiyin dared to take it and hurriedly argued.

At this moment, the maid’s shrill voice sounded, "The King Yong and King Qing are here!"

Then the trumpet sounded long, and everyone on the Lingwu stage knelt down to greet them, and everyone who was in a stalemate also hurriedly bowed down.

On the long and high steps, under the canopy of the honor guard, Feng Lanxi and Feng Xiyun walked side by side, synchronized hand in hand, and walked up to the Lingwu Platform, only to find that the minister who should have been kneeling on both sides was at this moment. All kneel in the middle, as if to block their way.

The two looked at each other, stood still, turned to face the thousands of subjects and soldiers in the audience, and said: "Flat!"

The two voices came out clearly, rising and falling at the same time.

"Thank you, Lord!" The subjects and soldiers in the audience knocked their heads, shouting loudly.

Turning around, but seeing the ministers on the stage still kneeling on the ground, he said: "The officials are also flat!"

The ministers and generals of Yongzhou all got up, but the ministers of Qingzhou still knelt on the ground and refused to get up.

Feng Lanxi glanced at Feng Xiyun, a little unclear, so Feng Xiyun replied with an equally unclear look.

"Xu Yuan." She called out a little.

Xu Yuan raised his head to look at Feng Xiyun, with a serious expression, "Lord, take marriage to faith, and alliance to sincere, so why does Yongzhou deceive me Qingzhou?"

Feng Xiyun was stunned when he heard the words, then looked over them, and fell to the two jade seats above the high-level. He immediately understood, with an elusive smile on his face, looking back at Feng Lan, but the words It was to Xu Yuan: "Xu Yuan, the ceremony is about to begin, are you still dead?"

The faint words brought the majesty of the king, and the Qingzhou ministers will no longer talk too much, and all get up and return.

Feng Lanxi's gaze swept over the ministers in Yongzhou on the left row, but saw those people bowing their heads and avoiding them, "Liu Qing." His voice was very gentle, and there was still a smile on his face.

"The minister is here." Master Taiyin immediately went out, feeling a little uneasy. I wonder if that person's words are credible. Does the Lord really blame him?

"Remove a jade seat." Feng Lanxi turned his head and looked at Feng Xiyun, "The jade seat is so spacious, so you can sit alone with the Qing King!"

"Yes!" Master Taiyin heaved a sigh of relief. The Lord really didn't pursue it, and the person expected it to be good! Turn around and direct the waiter to withdraw his chair.

The soldiers and the people in the audience didn't know what was happening on the stage, they just waited eagerly, waiting for the book appointment ceremony of the two kings.

Finally, Master Taiyin's voice rang loudly, "The ceremony begins!"

Suddenly, the music sounded, graceful, elegant, solemn, and full of royal demeanor. Amidst the music, the maid and the maid holding a golden pen and jade book slowly stepped up.

In front of the jade seat, the maid knelt down and held the book, the maid handed the pen to the top, the two kings held the pen, swayed down, and wrote two lines of alchemy on the white bib.

The drum music stopped, and the high voices of the Taiyin masters from the two states sounded at the same time: "The country is in pain, and the people are painful. Why do you think you are at home? Clean up Kyushu and return Qingyu again. This is the day of lonely marriage!"

Master Taiyin's voice fell, and the Lingwu platform was quiet up and down. After a long time, there was a thunderous cheer.

In the sky-shaking cheers, the two kings stood up hand in hand, stood side by side on the high platform, and looked at the thousands of soldiers and subjects below, waving their hands in greeting.

"Long live the King Yong and King Qing! May the two kings grow old together! May the two states prosper forever!"

When the two figures, black and white, appeared on the high stage, thousands of soldiers and people from all over the country all knelt to congratulate, and their voices reached the heavens! At that moment, the sentiment was surging and the blood was boiling. The people and soldiers of the two states sincerely admired the two kings for their deeds, and all of them are willing to go to the sword mountain and sword sea generously for such a king!

No one can see, the faint coldness in Qing Wang’s elegant and reserved smile, the coldness flashing in the bottomless black eyes of Yong Wang, the two held hands and looked at each other. , The palms of each other are actually cold, as cold as the ice of nine yin!

"Long live the Qing King! Long live the Yong King!"

The audience shouted like a tsunami from the mountains, but the ministers of the two states on the stage looked different. Some are really happy about the marriage of the two kings and the alliance between the two states; some have deep furrowed brows, which seem to be worrying; some have a calm look, but their eyes are clear; some have a light smile, but their minds are not revealed...

"What the **** are you doing?" Qiao Jin, the head of the Mo Yu four generals, stared straight ahead, only the four people around him could hear his low voice.

"Yes, brother, what do you mean?" Ren Chuanyun also asked his brother.

"Me? I just want the Lord to recognize one thing." Ren Chuanyu smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with the brilliant light of calculation.

Qiao looked at him when he heard the words, "Don't lift a rock and hit yourself in the foot." There was a slight warning in his words.

"Recognize what?" Ren Chuanyun asked his brother.

"Why, what I wanted has been achieved." Ren Chuanyu glanced at Qiao Jin and smiled, then turned to pat his brother's head, "You don't need to know." When the words fell, I felt Someone looked at him and couldn't help turning their heads to look around, but they saw an ordinary face, a pair of eyes that seemed peaceful but concealed with aura.

Paper is Yusi, pen is Zihao, and ink is Duanyan.

Rolling up the sleeves and lifting the pen, a few faint strokes, a few strokes, a few shallow smears, a few strokes, running clouds and flowing water, swaying freely, in a moment, a man in short clothes suddenly appeared on the paper , A long sword hung at the waist, and a body like a strong bamboo. He is really a heroic and stalwart, but he is missing a pair of eyes!

After a pause, Zihao finally fell back on the paper, carefully and meticulously sketching out a pair of eyes, those eyes that always make her heartache when she dreams back at midnight!

"Xi'er, don't draw eyes like this." A whisper with a sigh sounded behind her, and then stretched out her lanky, slightly callused hand, and caught the tube of purple hoop.

Feng Xiyun silently stretched out his left hand, pushed away the hand holding the pen for a long time, and tightly held Zihao with his right hand, and then slightly relaxed, the pen tip resolutely clicked on those eyes, and pointed out the light black pupil.

As soon as the pen was closed, those eyes seemed to be alive, looking at the person in front of the painting eagerly.

"Xi'er, why do you bother?" Jiu Wei helpless.

"I personally killed him." Feng Xiyun held the pen in her hand tightly, but her voice was extremely light and shallow, like silk in the wind, ethereal and negligent, but extremely clear, word by word Slowly said: "I shot Ying Zhou personally! He... his eyes, his eyes, I will always remember!"

Jiu Wei looked at the person in the painting and looked at those eyes. Those eyes seem to be infinite relief, but also infinite regret, infinitely gratifying, and infinitely desolate, so contradictory and bitter, yet so attached and joyfully looking at the person before the painting... .

"Xier, forget it." He sighed weakly, stretched out his hand and gently wrapped Feng Xiyun's shoulder, "With these eyes on your back, how do you move forward?"

"I won't forget." Feng Xiyun's eyes stared at the painting's eyes that seemed to say a thousand words without blinking, "It's just that...some things must be discarded!" When the words fell, Zi Hao dropped back to the pen holder without hesitation, Feng Xiyun looked back at Jiu Wei, and also saw the worry in his eyes. She smiled slightly, raised her hand to wipe his frowning long eyebrows, "Jiu Wei, this expression really doesn't suit you."

Jiu Wei smiled lightly when he heard the words, and the moment he laughed, all the light sorrows and worries disappeared, still the ordinary and subtle face, still the small but seemingly able to penetrate the mysteries of the world Eyes.

Feng Xiyun looked at his smile and smiled lightly, then turned around and took the half of the bronze mask next to the painting, gently stroked the crack, and stroked the remaining on the mask. The blood stains wiped away... I moved my eyes from the painting to the mask, from the mask to the painting, and from the painting to the outside of the window, and then scattered so far, so far away that you can’t even be by her side Discover her thoughts.

After a long time, Feng Xiyun released the mask in his hand, then rolled up the dried ink portrait on the table, tied it with a white silk, and put the mask together in a sandalwood box.

"Jiuwei, do you think the two kings can be synchronized?"

At the moment when the lock was released, Feng Xiyun's voice sounded at the same time, so light that it seemed to be just casual questioning.

"I don't know." After a while, Wei Wei replied in a soft voice.

Feng Xiyun smiled softly and looked back at Jiu Wei, "I know."

At this moment, her voice is cold and self-disciplined, her expression is calm and calm, and her eyes are gentle. Such an unusually calm Feng Xiyun has never been seen for a long time. With a movement in her heart, she instantly understands that in that sandalwood box It wasn't just the portrait and mask of Yan Yingzhou that were locked, but also something that was locked together.

From this moment, there is no more white wind in the world, only the Queen of Qingzhou-Feng Xiyun!

"Jiuwei, you don't have to worry." Feng Xiyun smiled, smiling lightly and without worry, "No matter what the way forward, I Feng Xiyun-the descendant of King Feng-how can I Cringe!"

Looking at her quietly for a long time, watching for a long time, his ordinary face gradually changed, the former looseness disappeared, and instead, a kind of attachment, seemed to strengthen his heart A certain kind of belief, there is compelling aura and wisdom in those eyes!

"Xier, wherever I am, I will accompany you!"

"Yeah." Feng Xiyun smiled and nodded, stretched out a hand to open a wooden box about three feet long on the case, inside was a sword, she took the sword in her hand and stroked the sword lightly. It is the sword that Emperor Weilie bestowed on the ancestor Fengwang-Fenghen Sword!"

"The picturesque rivers and mountains, the smoke of the wolf is eclipsed. The gold and iron horses fight for the lordship." Feng Xiyun slowly chanted, and slowly drew out the sword. "

When the word "Heaven" was chanted, the sword light flickered, like a cold rainbow flying out, the sword aura was strong, like an ice spring soaking the skin, for a moment, Wei Wei fought a cold war involuntarily.

A phoenix is ​​carved on the quaint blue scabbard, and a bright red blood-like gem is embedded in the eyes of the phoenix. Its shape is lifelike, as if it would spread its wings and fly away at any time, soaring for nine days, looking at everything. The sword's body was as quiet as a drench of autumn water, with a thin crimson concealed in the middle, and between the waves, the clear light Ling Lingzhong was like a rainbow.

"I didn't plan to use the Phoenix Mark Sword, but..." Feng Xiyun held the sword, flicked his fingertips, and the sword body let out a hesitation, "In the golden iron horse, the descendants of the Phoenix King, should use the Phoenix Scar sword!"

Note:

[Note 1] Li Shangyin "Suluo's Pavilion Sending Love to Cui Yong and Cui Dagon"