A Xuanjia light cavalry quietly appeared on the cliff in the middle of the mountain by taking advantage of the dark sky. It was dusk in front of the bridge crossing, and the north wind that had been raging for several days gradually died down under the light and shadow of the afterglow. The shadow gradually disappeared in a corner of the snowfield, and the woman who moved as quietly as a lotus step quietly retreated to the lonely sky in the gap between the cold horse and the golden sword.
Eleven looked down at the rebels who were already approaching. The chariots were pouring in and the armor was cold. The situation was as expected. The rebels were still gathering soldiers and horses here. The only purpose was to seal the way out of the Great Wild Valley. Completely lonely and impoverished the Chinese army.
With a panoramic view of the distribution of enemy soldiers, he turned his horse's head and smiled at Qing Chen: "I really can't figure it out, how can Fourth Brother rest assured that you will come with me?"
The corners of Qing Chen's lips twitched slightly. When she asked Ye Tianling this question, Ye Tianling focused on the military plan and said concisely: "Well, I don't worry about you."
Now that Ye Tianling is not in front of her, Eleven is not limited to joking, teasing her in a low voice: "Anyway, Brother Qi is here, is he confused?"
Thinking of Ye Tianling's unhurried tone when he raised his head under her questioning, Qing Chen really hated people with that leisurely and calm look, "Married as Princess Ling, you don't have the feeling that the sea is too difficult for you? "What kind of answer is this, she said helplessly: "He is really confident now."
Eleven laughed loudly: "Who made you so nervous about him that day in Hezhou, why don't I teach you a way, you have found Jiu Linglong, it's strange to see that he is not in a hurry."
Qing Chen pursed his lips and looked at him with a smile: "Didn't Fourth Brother let half of my disciples help you deal with Conan Xu because you wanted Mr. Zuo to guard Hezhou? You taught it."
Eleven pointed at her with a horsewhip and was speechless, unable to laugh or laugh, and only said after a while: "This is really... emphasizing sex over friends!"
Qing Chen couldn't bear it for a long time, and was so happy that he was about to lean on his horseback. He turned his head to look at the rebels while talking and laughing: "I learned the Qimen formation from Mr. Zuo, and I heard him mention Conan Xu, saying that this person is marching and setting up formations." The sky is a genius, how come it seems that this dispatch of troops is so mediocre?"
Eleven also said: "I'm also wondering, presumably it's hard to live up to the prestigious name, maybe we're worrying too much."
The two of them were talking, but they heard the sound of a qin coming from a distance in the open mountains and fields. The sound of the piano sounded casual, but understatement actually brought out the spirit of thousands of troops camping on the battlefield. Qing Chen and Shi Shi turned their heads at the same time, vaguely seeing the enemy soldiers slowly forming a line in front of the bridge crossing. Qing Chen looked at it for a while, and his face suddenly changed: "Yang Dun three rounds!"
Eleven's brows were tightly furrowed: "Send the order, the three armies prepare for war!"
Qing Chen stared at Liangliangdu intently: "The two of us don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and we are still joking here. Conanxu uses the qin to control the formation. Once the gate of this formation is closed, the Great Wild Valley will immediately become an extinct area. Even if Mr. Zuo comes in person It's useless."
Eleven was very calm: "How sure are you?"
Qing Chen said: "I can only try my best. Looking at the situation now, the exit position is the entrance of the Dahuang Valley. You should take the Gen position and pass through the Zhen Palace, but you must not enter the Zhong Palace, otherwise it will be very difficult to deal with the situation. I just don't know. Can the Chinese army see the opportunity to break through."
The empty valley is dark at night, and a layer of lingering moonlight spreads on the thin snow and ice. In the quietness, it is strangely misty, and a wisp of mist surrounds the cloud peaks, light like a thin veil, erratic, gradually growing and thickening, almost The entire valley was shrouded in mist.
The sound of Conanxu's piano rang in the place covered by snow and mist, like moving forward and backward freely across mountains and rivers. In the Yanzhou army, on the high platform in the depths of the fire, the man slightly closed his eyes and played the piano casually. The army marched through the nine palaces, moving slowly, and gradually turned into an overwhelming net.
The cold moon shines a floating light behind the clouds, and without warning, a clanging zither sound unexpectedly moves across the empty mountain, majesticly circling the heaven and earth, lifting the gauze and fog, and clearing the sky in an instant.
The mountain wind was turbulent, and the flames in front of the battle flickered, and they retreated to both sides one after another. Conanxu's eyelids moved, but his hands didn't stop, and the sound of the piano continued to be played. The voiceless voice floated into the clouds, and at the turning point, it was like a long sword hurling water in the air, and it hit the gap of his music with a single trace.
Conanxu's eyes raised "shua", and a long note sounded on the strings, which suddenly changed.
The sharp sword was unsheathed and hit the sky directly, and the two swords intersected, and the sword lights shot out, scattering the clouds and sky. The opponent seems to be invincible in such a confrontation, he slanted his bass to avoid it, twisted his fingers into softness, and made a breeze to penetrate the curtain to divide the water, which is worthy of dealing with it.
But Conan Xu didn't give in, the sound of the piano became more intense, sometimes it was a stormy sea, hitting the rocks and hitting the shore, and the rain was violent;
Before the aggressive approach, the voiceless voice seemed to turn into a mist in the valley, without effort, erratic, as if it would disappear at any time, but it was light and undefeated, subtle and unfailing, passing through the rain and waves, chasing the sand and chasing the wind, Always flexible and penetrating into the excitement, never falling or falling apart. Perseverance, low to the bottom of the valley, lingering, penetrating to the peak, ethereal and continuous, the strange array in front of the army is fettered everywhere, so it is difficult to build it for a while.
Gong Sicheng hastily opened the tent and came out, but saw that Ye Tianzhan had already arrived outside the tent. He listened to the sound of the piano and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, someone is preventing Conanxu from forming an array!"
But Ye Tianzhan seemed to have never heard his words, his handsome face was pale with snow. Each of these seven icy strings' ten thousand strands of soft sound pierced into his heart, coming and going over and over again, each thread was so fine and dense that it hurt his bones and blood. He will never forget the familiar sound of the piano, it sounds like it is in the sky, but it is always in his ears and heart, "It's Qing Chen, how could she be here?" He whispered in disbelief.
Gong Sicheng was startled, thinking back and forth, although Ye Tianzhan's expression made him more worried, but no matter what, he must focus on the overall situation, "Concubine Ling's piano is getting weaker, and she can't hold on for long, Your Highness should use the jade flute to help her !"
The moonlight slanted across the mountain, snow fell day after day behind Qing Chen, and her slender hands were like pieces of jade butterflies among the Qiongzhi of Yaolin, flying on the strings. The prestige of Conan Xuqu increases gradually, like a black dragon whistling, climbing up the peaks around the circle, rising higher and higher, reaching the end of one peak, traveling around three mountains and five mountains amidst the rolling thunder, overturning rivers and rivers.
Qing Chen's throat couldn't hold back bursts of fishy sweetness, but his phoenix eyes were closed quietly, his heart was like a clear abyss, and the sound of strings spread like flowing water, cascading down in layers. .
At this moment, a melodious flute sound suddenly floated between the piano sounds rising and falling on both sides.
Its voice is like training, its brilliance is burning, its affection is earnest, and its heart is leisurely.
The sound of the flute was like a slow pace, but Conan Xuqin's momentum seemed to suddenly miss the target, and it was lost in an instant. Where Qing Chen's clothes flutter, the melody flows through the clouds and flowing water, the sound is ethereal, and the hand is filled with four folds, seamlessly integrated with the jade flute.
Looking at each other leisurely, looking at each other lingeringly, the wings are graceful and clear, and the beauty is like a cluster of spring...
Leisurely jade lake is full of beauty in the last month, where the breeze goes and the clouds come out of Xiu.
There is a phoenix begging for a phoenix, and its sound up and down, brushing my feathers, and getting a good tree to live in...
In front of the Ningcui Pavilion, the water is surging, and the snow is making clothes in the shadow of the green gauze.
This piece of jade flute had been by her side when she was most lost and hesitant. She had seen him holding the flute and stood up with tears in her eyes, and her past life was like a dream.
A qin and a flute bloom on Yanbo Lake with the memories of flowing light, like bright lotus flowers blooming in the phantom. One branch and one petal are clear, one leaf and one vine are intertwined, the brilliance drifts away, and the bright jade shines brightly.
Clouds and mists shrouded the peaks and valleys, and Conan Xu was as insane as he was in this ensemble of piano and flute, his pale face lost all color. His hand playing the piano trembled uncontrollably, the strings were in a mess, and the song ended. The remnants of the fire in front of the battle solidified, the harmony of the piano and the sadness of the flute, as if reborn from the ashes, step by step, bright and transparent, displayed in the endless world.
Conan Xu's expression was complicated, and it was difficult to listen to it any more. He stood up suddenly and raised his hand and shook it vigorously. The tongqin fell to the high platform in response, the strings cracked, and his body was smashed to pieces.
At this moment, there was an avalanche and earth-shattering shouts between Dahuanggu and Hengliangdu, and Gong Sicheng and Shi Yi almost launched an attack at the same time. Conan Xu was independent of the high platform and did not respond. Under the light of the beacon, tears were streaming down his face.
On the reciting piano, there are red dots falling, and the remaining blood of Die Wu dances, as if condensing the soul of a lifetime, and swirls and dances in a long stroke, which is the gorgeous beauty when it is about to die. There was a trace of startling blood on the corner of Qing Chen's lips, and the last voiceless sound in his hand disappeared at the end of the string, and was instantly drowned by the rolling sound of iron hooves charging into battle.
In the depths of the cold moon, in the shadow of the lonely peak, the sound of the flute is still faint. The sound is lonely, lost in the world, melancholy, and cool.
Outside the gauze curtain in front of the couch, little yellowish lamp shadows were still haloing on the soft brocade blanket, and the morning light had already revealed a bit of clear breath, like gurgling water, slowly soaking the ground.
Qing Chen opened his eyes in a daze, and through the curtain, he saw someone in armor leaning over the couch, with a black cloak slanted down, and the candlelight gave him a bit of tranquility and softness. There were layers of dull pain in her heart, and she called out drowsily: "Fourth brother."
The man raised his head almost immediately, stepped forward and brushed aside the hanging curtain: "Qing Chen!"
The anxious and bright eyes fell on Qing Chen's face, which suddenly woke her up a bit. Ye Tianzhan stood in front of the couch, with a relieved smile on his face: "You're awake."
He looked a little thinner than a few months ago, and under the trace of imperceptible fatigue, he still had that noble and unrestrained expression. Perhaps because of the addition of Xuanjia, the sharpness and harmony between the clear brows were added. Decisive, but also makes people feel different from usual.
Looking at each other for a moment, Qing Chen looked at him and smiled slowly, the morning sun brushed through the clouds, the dawn broke through, and the spring breeze came leisurely. The eyebrows and eyes nearby are so clear, Ye Tianzhan has seen the autumn-like silence in her eyes, such a soft but undisturbed silence. He whispered: "Qing Chen, it's really you, if you don't wake up, I thought it was a dream."
Qing Chen quietly lowered his eyes to the other place, and tried his best to support himself. He had already stretched out his hand to support him. Qing Chen asked, "Did I sleep for a long time? Have Conanxu's army been defeated?"
Ye Tianzhan shook his head: "It's the middle of the night. I just came back less than half an hour ago. Conanxu is really powerful. In the situation last night, he was able to retreat calmly under the attack of me and the eleventh brother."
Qing Chen thought about it for a while: "A zither sound, the high altitude is intense and enters the clouds, and the low altitude is passionate, the ambition is high, and it can be played freely. It's amazing!" She turned her head and smiled: "You saved me again, if It's not your jade flute, I can't beat him."
Ye Tianzhan smiled lightly: "It seems that you came to rescue me this time, why is it me to save you again?"
Qing Chen said with a smile: "Then this is really unclear."
Ye Tianzhan said: "It's not clear."
Qing Chen was taken aback, seeing him looking at him intently. There was a silent smile in her eyes, and she avoided him slightly, as if she heard him sigh, but at this time someone came into the tent.
Yin Caiqian came in with Eleven carrying a black lacquer tray, first glanced at Ye Tianzhan's expression quietly, and then said to Qing Chen: "Are you awake? It's time to take the medicine while it's hot. I didn't know until I saw them busy for a long time. So it takes so much effort to cook a bowl of medicine." Ye Tianzhan had already scolded her when she came to the army privately. Ye Tianzhan's tone was full of sternness, she knew she was wrong, and didn't even dare to answer a half sentence. Fortunately, Ye Tianzhan was busy with military affairs and was thinking about Qing Chen's place, so he didn't have time to pursue her.
Seeing Ye Tianzhan standing guard in front of Qing Chen's couch on Eleventh, he said, "Brother Seven, you didn't sleep last night either, go and rest for a while."
Ye Tianzhan nodded, but did not get up, reached out to take the medicine from Yin Caiqian, and handed it to Qing Chen: "It's a little hot, drink it slowly."
Qing Chen frowned subconsciously when he smelled the bitter taste of the medicine. Ye Tianzhan laughed softly: "Don't think that you can stop drinking just by frowning. Didn't you often say that good medicine tastes bitter?"
Yin Caiqian turned her head and looked at Eleven, then smiled and said: "This medicine has added licorice, so it shouldn't be very bitter. His Highness has personally instructed you to drink the medicine to avoid bitterness, so people should remember to add more of this flavor." Medicine. By the way, do you still have a pain in your heart? This is the pill you usually take, and the Fourth Highness asked someone to bring an extra bottle, in case you need it urgently, and you really used it yesterday. Your sickness, Eleventh Highness But I was so worried that I didn’t take good care of you, so it’s no wonder that Fourth Highness didn’t bother him when I went back.” She said this in a crisp and witty voice, and she didn’t stop, the atmosphere was relaxed, but she looked at the night. The smile in Tian Zhan's eyes sank.
Qing Chen was wondering how Ye Tianling had the heart to order these little things, but Eleven took up the conversation: "No, just now I ordered Wei Changzheng to report to the fourth brother, and he asked my fourth brother to ask about you. How should I answer, I am worried. If the fourth brother knows that you are like this, how can I explain it?"
When Ye Tianzhan heard this, he stood up suddenly: "There is still something to do in the army, I'll go first." He turned around and left the tent like this, and Shi Shi took a look at Qing Chen, and quickly followed out: "Seventh brother! "
The cold air outside the tent cleared people's minds, Ye Tianzhan took a few steps, and his ugly face gradually eased: "Where is fourth brother now?" He asked.
"Our troops are divided into three groups. At this time, the Xuanjia army led by the fourth brother should be close to Yanzhou City." Eleven said.
"Fourth brother has arrived in Yanzhou?" Ye Tianzhan raised his cloak and turned around: "We must not miss this opportunity, we must immediately pursue Conan Xu."
Eleven nodded in agreement. The Xuanjia army blocked him in the front, and they chased after him. This time, Conanxu might not be able to return to Yanzhou alive. He immediately thought of a question: "Looking at Qing Chen's body, I'm afraid she will have to rest for a few days. If she marches quickly, how can she bear it?"
Ye Tianzhan was concentrating on thinking about something, but now he raised his eyes and smiled lightly, but his smile was like the snow falling in the evening, mixed with helplessness in the unclearness: "I will leave this matter to the eleventh brother, I will lead the army and the fourth brother to take the matter." Yanzhou, Nangong Jing’s 100,000 soldiers left for you, plus the 20,000 soldiers you originally brought, are enough to protect Qing Chen’s safety, you go slowly, we will meet up a few days later.”
As soon as Ye Tianzhan left, Yin Caiqian's pretty smile broke in the air, and disappeared soundlessly on her face, as if it never existed at all. She stared at the heavily falling curtain and fell silent.
Qing Chen watched Ye Tianzhan leave, and the cold wind poured in a few pieces of residual snow from outside the tent, making the curtains flutter. She lowered her head and slowly drank the bowl of medicine. The bitter taste flowed from the tip of her lips, teeth and tongue, and spread all over her body along the blood. She leaned weakly on the couch and sighed slightly: "Caiqian, thank you very much."
Yin Caiqian turned her head and said, "Thank me for what? It's useless. I just said that in a daze. I don't know if I'm really helping brother Zhan or just annoying him. Look at his face, you see Has he ever lost his composure like this? Brother Zhan seems gentle, but his hardness is soaked in his bones, once he is serious, no one can change him." She reached out to take the white porcelain medicine cup held by Qing Chen, but He didn't let go, and looked carefully at himself: "He has always been gentle to women, that's because he is naturally noble and elegant as a prince, but when he let you drink the medicine just now, he didn't show gentleness because of his status, he was genuine in his heart. good for you… "
"Caiqian!" Qing Chen snorted lightly, clenching her delicate fingers between the silk quilt. She stopped Yin Caiqian from continuing, because she could feel all of these things more clearly than anyone else. Behind that tenderness was her unforgettable nostalgia. Inextricable knot.
Yin Caiqian said quietly: "The Fourth Highness is not here, so I'm not afraid that he will hear."
Qing Chen calmed down his emotions, and smiled shyly: "Anyway, thank you for helping me think of those words just now."
Yin Caiqian looked at her strangely: "Why did I come up with it? That's what Huang Wenshang said just now. Although it was just a casual order from His Royal Highness, how dare he not remember it?"
Qing Chen was stunned for a moment: "He ordered? How could it be?"
Yin Caiqian raised her eyebrows lightly: "Actually, I don't really believe it. To be honest, think about it carefully, only you can bear his boring temper. If it were me, I would definitely choose Brother Zhan."
Qing Chen smiled faintly, and raised his eyes meaningfully: "The two of them, I don't think so."