With a slight fragrance wafting, Lan Luo walked lightly, holding a soup cup in her hand and presenting it to the table. Ye Tianling took a sip of tea, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a folded letter paper falling beside him, "Please, Fourth Highness!" Lan Qi said softly, bowing her head and retreating.
He calmly took the paper in his hand, unfolded it, and saw that it was written in clear running script: the autumn night is light, the moonlight is clear, I don't know if the fourth brother and the 11th banquet are interested in jumping on the horse bridge tour
He twitched the corner of his mouth silently, Eleven was sitting nearby, at this moment he turned his head and saw him thinking, and asked in a low voice: "Fourth brother?"
He covered the letter paper with his backhand, raised his eyes and said, "It's getting late, we have to go up early tomorrow, so let's not delay too late."
Over there, Ye Tianzhan said with a smile: "What the fourth brother said is that you have worked hard all the way back, but you still have a lot of work to do, so you should rest early tonight."
When they left Xiaolanting, Ye Tianling glanced at Eleven. Eleven and him had always had a tacit understanding, and said with a smile, "My fourth brother and I rode on horseback to let off the smell of alcohol along the way."
Ye Tianli said: "The fourth brother will accompany the eleventh brother, and I will send the fifth brother and the others back home by boat."
After Ye Tianli and the others boarded the boat, Eleven asked: "Fourth brother, what's the matter?" Ye Tianling handed the letter to him, he looked at it and said: "This is..."
"When I went out just now, I seemed to see Qing Chen in the four-sided building, but I only saw her face and she was wearing men's clothing, so it's not very accurate." Ye Tianling looked up the Chuyan River. When I came, it was much less, and I lit up the lights and went away in twos and threes.
"Qing Chen!" Eleven was surprised: "We are looking for her everywhere in Mobei, how could she be in Tiandu? Could it be that I misread it?"
Ye Tianling seemed to smile slightly, and said: "Looking at the handwriting now, it shouldn't be wrong. I taught her how to write the word '有', and the writing in Xiaolanting is the same for a few places. .”
Eleven is familiar with Ye Tianling's handwriting. At this moment, when he took a closer look, the word "Yes" on the note was written back and forth. Except for Ye Tianling, few people would write like this. He smiled and said: "Is it really her? Go, Let's go and see!"
The two of them rode to Yuema Bridge together, Wei Changzheng and several other guards followed quietly. Yuema Bridge is located in the middle of Shangjiufang, across the Leding Canal of Chuyan River. It is built of white stone. It is more than ten feet long and can accommodate six cars in parallel. From a distance, it looks like a white horse lying on the river. There is no one, and the momentum is stable and quiet.
The golden hook and the thin moon, with a clear blade, are particularly distinct against the dark blue sky in the distance. The water waves in the river are both bright and dark, undulating faintly, and some light and shadow flicker along with it, far away in the dark depths.
On the Qingshi Road, there is only the sound of horseshoes that are not in a hurry, and the cool autumn wind blows from time to time, and the slight chill makes people sober. Fengyue Qingguang.
Ye Tianling reined in his horse slowly on the empty Yuema Bridge, looking at the torrential flow of the Chuyan River lightly in the calm night. Where can I hear the flute of Yulou lightly, faintly heard across the river bank, Eleven sighed softly beside me: "The beauty of the day is beautiful, the beauty has an appointment, I hope it won't disappoint people for a while."
A sound of horseshoes sounded in his ears, Ye Tianling turned his head to look where the sound came from, and there was someone riding a horse coming from the depths of the long street, with a light shadow in white clothes, galloping fast, looming, passing through the dimly lit moment in the red dust falling in the middle of the night become clear.
When he got close, the man reined in the horse, and stopped at the bridge ten steps away. Looking over here, the pair of deep lake-lit eyes were smiling, and the delicate appearance with a light shirt on was the same as when he was writing and asking questions under the shadow of the blue lantern. The descriptions overlap as one, and the light of handsomeness slightly appears in his eyes, and that smile brings peace and comfort.
At the moment when his body and mind were relaxed, the light of the crescent moon behind him seemed to grow suddenly, murderous intent rose like ice blades, a strange light flashed in his deep eyes, the situation changed suddenly, and the sword was out of its sheath.
The autumn wind is yellow and the flowers are yellow, and the long street is silent.
Qing Chen reined the horse's hooves briskly all the way, and his clothes fluttered with the wind, carrying the joy that flew lightly in his heart. Seen the figures on the Yuema Bridge in the distance, Yun Cheng seemed to be able to feel the joy of his master, he flew like flying, leaving behind the shadows of the stars and trees, and arrived at the bridge in an instant.
Qing Chen reined in slightly, turned back at the end of the bridge and looked ahead. One person was surprised with black eyes, the other was calm in green shirt, his clear and sharp gaze fell in front of him in the dark night, and a warm smile appeared in the shadows.
She raised her eyebrows across the river and looked at Ye Tianling and Eleven, her starry eyes were shining like the bright joy in her heart. With a soft chirp, she rode forward, and when she was smiling, she suddenly saw a cold light appearing on the railing of the Yubai Bridge, and the icy river water suddenly burst into waves, and the cold moon reflected in it instantly turned into a sharp blade, hitting Ye Tianling directly.
At that moment, the surroundings were blank, she took Yun Cheng and flew away, shouting: "Fourth brother! Be careful behind you!"
There was a sudden change, the original quiet autumn wind swept along with the shadow of the sword, piercing the skin, as if the raging waves of the cold river turned into torrential rain and sprinkled the long bridge.
The autumn leaves on the bridge were excited by the sword energy and danced chaotically. Amidst the overwhelming cold light, a little bit of white light swiftly rushed towards Ye Tianling's heart.
Qing Chen was so oppressed by the turbulent sword energy that he couldn't look at him, he felt chills all over his body, and his left arm hurt slightly, and then Yun Cheng's reins were pulled forward vigorously.
The sword whistle beside him was ear-piercing, and the sound of scolding was furious.
At this moment, a long lightning-like shocking light suddenly lit up in the boundless night, the light was piercing, piercing the sky and the earth.
"Dang!" A man in black with his face masked appeared in the shadow of the broken sword.
The sword in Ye Tianling's hand flourished wildly, like a white rainbow, and the dazzling light accompanied Qing Xiao's pursuit of the man's retreating figure, forcing him to return the sword to defend himself.
With a sword of light and cold, Kyushu loses its color.
After dissipating the pressure from the previous sword energy, Qing Chen opened his eyes, only to see blood burst out from the assassin's right shoulder, and he staggered back.
Eleven jumped up from the horse slightly on his toes, his sword was unsheathed, and the four guards in black clothes were already fighting with the assassin.
Everything is only in an instant, so fast that it seems unreal.
Qing Chen turned his head, and Ye Tianling stood proudly on the horse, his cold eyes fixed on her face, and the three-foot green blade in his hand pointed down the horse obliquely, the blood stained the sword cold, flowing slowly, dripping into the dust.
The yellow leaves all over the sky are falling one after another at this time, the west wind is howling, and the lights in the distant autumn night are dimly lit, infinitely cool.
He exudes a daunting chill all over his body, and the sparse green shirt adds to his silent indifference. The night and the autumn cold seemed to be reduced to the foil of those deep eyes, and everything bowed and restrained in the silence.
"It really is you." Ye Tianling moved his arm slightly, and the long sword was sheathed.
Qing Chen looked at the moonlight shining into his deep eyes, and said, "Well, it's me."
Ye Tianling turned a blind eye to the shadows of swords and swords nearby, and said in a low voice, "You were the one who was playing the piano in the surrounding building just now." It was not a question, but a statement of facts already known.
Qing Chen was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Wen Yan is Qing Chen, and Qing Chen is Wen Yan, and they can't hide it from you."
Ye Tianling said again: "The "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is also written by you."
Qing Chen nodded in embarrassment: "I have tried my best to write well."
Ye Tianling's thin lips raised a slight arc: "That's right." Then his eyes moved, and as the corners of his lips instantly recovered from the coldness that could not be traced, the rein held by his left hand trembled, and Yun Cheng was led by him a few steps , hissed in dissatisfaction, but did not make a move of resistance.
Qing Chen unexpectedly arrived at a position next to him, only to realize that Yun Cheng's reins were in his hands. Feng Chi under his seat neighed slightly, and he rubbed against the two prime ministers Yun Cheng, as if they had reunited after a long absence, they seemed very affectionate. She was about to speak, but Ye Tianling had reached out to hold her arm, followed his movements and lowered her head, she found that the blood on her sleeve was bright red, she couldn't help but whispered: "Ah!"
Ye Tianling's eyes were cold, but she let go of her hands slightly, and then raised her hand to "chick" and tear off her blood-stained sleeve. She instinctively shrank back, but she was caught and couldn't move. There was not much blood on the white silk dress underneath, she said hastily: "It seems that I was just hit by a flying stone just now, it should be the blood of an assassin."
"Yeah." Ye Tianling let go of his hand, turned around and called, "Eleventh Brother."
Eleven's interest was over, and he was too lazy to entangle with the assassin, his hands flashed sharply, and the assassin's masked black scarf flew away with a sword, and he retreated gracefully in mid-air, landing beside the two of them. He casually wiped the sword body with a black scarf, raised his hand and threw it away, the long sword fell into the sheath with a "choke", turned his head and looked Qing Chen up and down: "It's really you! Why are you dressed like this?"
Qing Chen raised his hand and said, "It's so convenient, I haven't seen you for a long time!"
Eleven raised his eyebrows brightly: "We thought... ha! I'm so worried about fourth brother and me!"
Qing Chen smiled and replied, "Me too."
The three of them were silent for a while, Eleven and Qing Chen suddenly burst into laughter, and even Ye Tianling had a smile in his eyes.
Qing Chen was in a good mood, and turned her head to look unintentionally. When the assassin turned around, her face flashed before her eyes. She was suddenly shocked, and all the color on her face seemed to disappear in an instant, and she cried out: "Thank you, brother!"
The assassin had already been injured by Ye Tianling's sword qi, and when he heard the call, his hands froze slightly, and it was difficult to sustain a head-on move with Wei Changzheng, the long sword flew down from his hand, and Wei Changzheng's sword was already pointed at his throat. The faint moonlight shone down, clearly illuminating his description, it was Xie Jing.
Qing Chen looked in disbelief at the familiar figure of Xie Jing on the long embankment and in front of the railing of the Baishi Bridge, and Ye Tianling glanced at her: "Do you know him?"
A flash of thought raced through her mind, as if being poured on the head by icy river water, she was unable to speak for a while. After hesitating for a long time, I finally heard my own dry voice say: "He is from all around me."
"The people in the four-sided building?" Ye Tianling had no expression on his face, and there was no emotion in his voice.
The shock on Qing Chen's face had faded, replaced by a dead silence, she still looked at Xie Jing, and said slowly: "That's right, he's from all over the place."
The surrounding atmosphere seemed to sink into the icy cold ground because of these words. The guards in black clothes who besieged Xie Jing looked at this side, and there were two people standing beside them in obvious vigilance, and the coldness of the sword qi spread silently open.
Ye Tianling's dark eyes fell on Xie Jing. Xie Jing let go of the wound on his shoulder and clasped his fists at him: "There are not many people in the world who can hurt me with a single sword. I have to meet such an opponent as His Royal Highness King Ling. I am convinced that I am defeated." .”
Ye Tianling said: "If Your Excellency is more decisive in the sword, I would be interested in competing with you a few more moves."
Xie Jing chuckled with a different expression, turned slightly sideways and said, "Sorry." It seems to be to Ye Tianling, but also to Qing Chen.
Qing Chen looked at him quietly for a while, then turned his head and said slowly to Ye Tianling: "It seems that every time I meet you, someone always wants your life."
Ye Tianling said lightly: "There are indeed many people who want my life."
On the Yuema Bridge, the moonlight is clear, the beautiful scenery on a good day, and the appointment of a beautiful woman, all turned into a strange and conspiratorial flavor in this assassination of swords, lights and swords.
If the last time was a coincidence, but this time it is, meet.
Qing Chenxiu frowned, and when she was about to say something, several people heard a sharp knife scream, and the crimson light flashed rapidly in the dark night, two thin knives flew towards Wei Changzheng's sword that restrained Xie Jing, and someone flashed beside Xie Jing, Jiao shouted: "Brother! Let's go!"
Wei Changzheng yelled angrily, and attacked the person with a side sword, the thin knife whistled and flashed in mid-air, silver light and scarlet intertwined like practice, the two of them fought fast and fast. The remaining three black-clothed guards made a wrong move silently and blocked the way out around them.
When Qing Chen saw the two thin knives, unconcealable surprise flashed across his face, and then he turned into an expression of shock and anger amidst doubts, and a coldness gradually rose under his phoenix eyes, and the blade floated slightly like a moonlight.
"Let them go." Ye Tianling said coldly suddenly, Wei Changzheng and the others were stunned when they heard this, but immediately stopped and drew their swords, and retreated. The man and Xie Jing's figure swayed at the same time, the sound of water rang out, and the previous silence was restored in an instant.
Qing Chen turned his head slowly, Ye Tianling's eyes were cold and boundless, like a bottomless black hole, in which the pure darkness could swallow everything and make everything invisible. She looked at the endless darkness in front of her quietly, her eyes were deep and clear, and she could only see the bottomless clarity in his secretive gaze, but the silent silence between the two sides was separated from it for a long time.
She didn't know how to get over it, in the coldness that was condensed like a blade, the surroundings were cool and shadowy.
But at this time, Yun Cheng took a step forward, Feng Chi seemed to be responding to it, and slowly moved forward. The distance between the two suddenly shortened, and Qing Chen finally calmed down all the waves in his heart: "In three days, I will definitely explain this matter to you."
After finishing speaking, the rein was tightly wrapped in his hand, and Yun Cheng who had been strangled suddenly hissed, and turned around with his hooves raised. The moment when she lowered her head was bleak, and a cluster of cold anger was ignited in the very depths. She suddenly heard Ye Tianling's calm voice behind her: "I believe in you."
With just a few short numbers, it fell into my heart with a sigh of relief.
The coolness of autumn passed over her clothes, the crescent moon was deep and bright, and the light leaves were flying quietly. She did not turn around, but looked calmly at the long and silent street ahead, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, fourth brother." and go.