The bamboo broom swept across the ground, making light marks on the bluestone. Zhixi raised her hand, brushed her forehead and hair, and bent down to pick up the faded petals one by one. She heard someone walking by behind her, without raising her head, she said softly, "The Emperor's Throne."
The footsteps stopped.
Zhixi picked up a petal of begonia, the petals had faded to light red, but her fair fingers showed a bit of glamour: "There have been very few twins of the same root in our family, do you know why? Because one of them It will definitely grab the rain and dew from the other, and in the end, only the one who grabs most of the rain and dew will be transformed into a human."
She stood up, as if she was talking to herself: "I once thought that some things were like destined, I and Yan Dan, the emperor and you and Yan Dan, there is only one result in the end, but it's only sooner or later." She picked up the petal of the begonia, looked back and smiled: "I don't know if she will care if she has the same appearance as me, but I never care, the appearance is just an illusion reflected in the eyes, and the red face is the bone. "
Tang Zhou coughed lowly: "Your Zen philosophy is very good."
Zhixi Yingying turned around, still smiling slightly: "Emperor, you don't understand what I mean, I'm not talking about Zen. But now she shouldn't care about this kind of thing. Soon, there will be such a pair in this world. Only me will be left with looks. Emperor, you once told me that nothing in this world can last for a long time. And I have never been attached to this kind of thing. In fact, when you said this, you still cared about it in your heart. Yes, isn't it?"
Tang Zhou was startled: "You mean...?"
"It's almost time to count the time. After a while, it will be time to return to its original appearance. There is always something special about our family. Emperor, do you want to see Yan Dan for the last time? We won't see each other this time. , I won't be able to see you from now on." The petals of the begonia slipped and flew back to the ground in an arc.
Tang Yiyi flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.
Zhixi leaned down slowly, picked up the fallen flowers one by one, and murmured, "It is said that emotional barriers will blind one's eyes, but it's really stupid. Believe whatever you say, and return it to the emperor."
Please believe that if there is only me and no you in this world, I would be... so lonely at that time.
Yan Dan was very entangled. After reading the book Zhixi left her, she realized what kind of stupid thing she had done in the past. She has always heard others say that the heart of four leaves can cure all diseases. Even Ling Huayuanjun, who is the most skilled in medicine in the heavenly court, said so. Later, after checking several books, they all said the same. so.
Of course, no matter how well Ling Huayuanjun is proficient in this way, he is not from their family. There's nothing wrong with what the books say, but her method is simply wrong. Most of the records in the ancient books are what happened when their family was slaughtered. The heart of Han can indeed cure stubborn diseases, but if the tribe is willing to use cultivation to save people, it is not necessary to goug out their hearts.
The so-called "Hanlian heart" refers to her determination to sacrifice, her determination to sacrifice for the people and things she cares about.
Yan Dan turned his head and looked at Yu Mo, who kept frowning and standing beside him with his hands behind his back, silently not speaking. Their time together was so short, but their separation was so long.
She turned around and called out "Yu Mo" with a smile.
Yu Mo turned his head slowly, still frowning, watching her take a few steps closer, hugging his waist tightly. He lowered his head, pressed his chin to her forehead, and smiled in a low voice: "What do you say, I can't do anything..."
Yan Dan only felt that the arm around him was trembling slightly, and raised his head to look at him: "Yu Mo, I owe you too much, I know I will never pay it back in this life. Now let me pay it back this time, and the rest Pay it back slowly, okay?"
Yu Mo slowly closed his eyes and sighed: "Okay... just not too long. A hundred years, I'll only wait a hundred years."
Yan Dan stood on tiptoe and gave him a generous kiss on the side of the face: "It won't take a hundred years, I will remember to wake up quickly."
Yu Mo frowned, and touched his cheeks to soften his face: "This is the second time, and it will be useless next time."
Yan Dan chuckled and took two steps back: "Then I'm leaving..." She looked at the calm lake in front of her. After a hundred years, she will wake up here. She lifted her skirt and stepped into the water slowly. The cool lake water flooded her ankles and rippled in circles. Suddenly, her shoulders sank. She turned her head subconsciously, and a fiery kiss fell on her lips.
Yan Dan's eyes widened in surprise, she could see Yu Mo's expression, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he couldn't say how calm he was, but he didn't lose his sense. She raised her hand back to hug him, and raised her head softly.
Several times the origin and the demise of the origin, I look through how many thousands of years there are circles.
This hundred years have passed, and there is still a long, long life, until the sea is no longer and the mulberry field is no longer covered.
When Tang Zhou arrived, the Chulan Mountains had returned to its original tranquility and tranquility. Large tracts of kangaroos bloomed by the lake with microwaves, and all white lotuses swayed gently in the breeze.
He had never seen so many snow-white lotus flowers. Such a large area seemed to cover the entire lake. The petals glowed a touch of gold in the afterglow of the setting sun. . At that time he could not see anything and could only stand by the window for a whole day.
He thought it was a lotus pond outside the window, and he could always smell the faint fragrance of fenugreek.
After a long, long time, he was finally able to see it, only to find that there was no lotus pond there at all, nor a single lotus pond. Those faint fragrances were emitted by the agarwood made by Yan Dan.
He recalled every word and every sentence Yan Dan had said to him.
I remember every sentence so clearly.
He was still late.
Yu Mo stood by the lake with his hands behind his back, turned his head to see him, and smiled lightly: "You are here." His sleeves fluttered slightly in the wind: "You came a little earlier, but earlier is better."
Another hundred years.
After a hundred years, she will wake up here, and they will meet again.
Just like the empress of a subjugated country buried alone in an ancient bluestone tomb, like the memory left by the evil god Xuanxiang after her death, like the pair of Luoyue people who embraced each other in life and death, like floating ups and downs in the field of life and death, carrying the heaven and earth The secret palace of the underworld, even like the incense burner in the silent empty courtyard, everything is still going on.
As long as the years go on, there will always be vigorous encounters, acquaintances, partings, and reunions.
I still remember that when we first met, the bonus was paid, we laughed and cried and parted.
Awaiting reunion.
The water waves rippled gently, and a wood-carved agarwood incense burner was placed into the lake.
The water waves rippled slowly.
Tang Zhou put down the knife in his hand and smiled slightly: "... I have lived too long, many feelings, many things, I have learned not to see it clearly. Yan Dan, do you know, in fact, I always remember the first time we met. When I saw you, you were still a little girl, and you were so stubborn at such a young age. At that time, I thought that this was born or taught by an immortal, and you didn't look like a fairy at all. Later... You really are not a fairy... "
Speaking of these words, naturally no one will respond.
It's just talking.
Even if it takes a hundred years to talk about various past events, their love, hate, parting, they can't tell enough. Obviously it's the same thing, every time I talk about it, it always brings out a lot of details.
Tang Zhou picked up a piece of sandalwood and continued to carve a new agarwood incense burner. The thin wood chips slipped quietly between his fingers: "I know you like to make agarwood, but I couldn't see it at that time, so I could only use my fingers to grope for the carving. An agarwood incense burner for you. I never thought about why I wanted to make you happy, until you jumped off the Seventh World Reincarnation Dao…”
After that day, he went to Di Ya.
Standing at the window that used to be a whole day, only to realize that some things are often too far from the truth. Outside the window, there was never a lotus pond, but he just thought about how she was vividly talking about the scene when the lotus bloomed. In the silent and empty courtyard, the only thing that still had a faint aura was the agarwood incense burner he carved.
In the agarwood incense burner, the agarwood is like crumbs, but cold ashes.
The piece of sandalwood gradually showed the shape of an agarwood incense burner in his hand: "I still remember the seven lives that have been reincarnated, but I have never met you again. Fortunately, in the last life, I found Dizhi, I found you too."
"The most ridiculous thing in this world is to look for something in your heart, but when you look back, you find that what you are looking for is actually by your side. When I was the emperor of Tianting Qingli, I remembered you, and when I became a mortal, But I still miss you."
He exhausted his mind to pursue one thing, but in the end he was getting further and further away from the beginning.
"I am no longer the emperor in the heaven, but the land here. I have been in the heaven for a thousand years, and now I realize that being an emperor is not as comfortable as a small land. However, how did these strict heaven rules support you? It came out like this?" After carefully carving out the lotus leaves, Tang Zhou's finger slipped, almost cutting his own finger: "So I wanted to carve an agarwood incense burner for you every day. It's been too long, and I haven't practiced the kind of meticulous craftsmanship before. At the beginning, I couldn't do it in three months, but fortunately, I have a full hundred years to learn slowly. "
"Yan Dan." When are you going to wake up? In a blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed in such a hurry.
Why don't we know each other for as long as the time we separated
It's just that this time it's my turn to wait for you.
"Yan Tan."
The newly carved agarwood incense burner was gently placed into the lake, and the lake water was dyed golden by the setting sun.
"Yan Dan, I've thought about it. I won't ask you any more questions. It doesn't matter if I get back to the past or not, as long as it's like this... Just let me look at you... "
Just let me see you again. I almost forgot what you looked like.
Tang Zhou stood up straight, patted the sawdust on his sleeves, and watched the splendid sunset on the horizon. He turned his head and saw Yu Mo pacing over, patting him on the shoulder, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Brother Tang, who do you think is here?"
As the sun sets in the west, indigo-colored figures stand under the peach blossom tree, the zhilan jade tree, and the wind and flowers.
Liu Weiyang smiled slightly: "I was lucky this time, and I was able to come out of the palace."
Tang Zhou also laughed: "This must be very thrilling..."
They are all like that. Even though so many things have happened, and after a long circle, we can still meet again.
Yu Mo looked at the budding Hanli in the lake swaying in the breeze, a bright smile gradually condensed in his eyes, and in an instant, the mountains and green grass behind him all lost their color.
"I'm afraid it's not just Brother Liu who came back."
This time it finally came.