On a summer night, with the cool breeze, blowing through a pool of red lotus water, blowing through the long nine-curved corridor, blowing through the slightly opened pear wood windows, and the silk-like light curtains fluttering in the wind…
The moonlight is bright and clear, like a murmuring through the window, covering every corner of the house, like a clear spring, which is different.
It was clearly a cool and refreshing night, but the two palace servants standing outside the Prince's bedroom had red cheeks.
The messy low-pitched panting and shallow groans seemed to be deliberately suppressed, but in this quiet night, they were useless. The man's repressed breath, intermittently, fell into the ears of the palace servants, more like climbing to the cloud and unable to control himself.
The occasional uncontrollable exclamation came out from the bed curtain, and the palace servant, who had not yet married a wife and had no knowledge of human affairs, flushed his cheeks, but he could not hide the curiosity in his heart, and quietly looked at the half-opened window. …
The fiery red dragon and phoenix slid to the ground, the luxurious silk underwear fell to the ground in a mess, and the curtain of the bed was slightly rippling...
This scene alone made the palace man's face even redder, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide his embarrassment.
No matter how embarrassed they were, the ambiguous sound didn't stop until late at night.
Who is in the bedroom of His Highness? It was clear that I was changing clothes for His Highness in the palace just now, and I didn't see anyone... I thought that the prince was really unwell today, so I didn't go to the concubine of the East Palace, but what happened
Thinking of the study that the prince ordered not to step into, the palace people became clearer. Could it be that their princes were imitating the emperor of the Han family, Jinwu... Zangjiao
It's just that who can be more beautiful than that Miss Lin family, Lin Qing? To be able to bring His Royal Highness to the dormitory on the wedding day, the crown prince's dormitory never tolerates others.
Maybe tomorrow we can find out who that person is
It's just that no matter what they think, they are destined to get no answer. When dawn, they knocked on the door carefully but no one answered. Thinking of last night... the palace people didn't dare to knock any more.
Qin Cheng knew that he was out of control, and when he touched the person he loved, he couldn't help himself. He wanted to be gentler with Su Jingmo, he wanted to tell himself to be gentler, but he couldn't... Su Jingmo's response made him lose his mind and made him repeat over and over again...
After everything was over, Su Jingmo fell into a deep sleep, and Qin Cheng hugged the person in his arms tightly.
Through the moonlight that penetrated into the room, Qin Cheng looked at the sleeping face of the person in his arms, and Qin Cheng's eyes were reluctant to blink. Su Jingmo is in his arms at the moment, but he understands that all this is a dream...
Su Jingmo is long gone, not in this world...
Tan Cheng gently kissed Su Jingmo's temple, "If you are in this dream, I would like to stay here forever, at least I can see you, I can hug you."
It's just that Tan Cheng still closed his eyes with his sleeping lover. He knew that staying for a day was an extravagant hope. He felt it in his heart. He was watching Su Jingmo's life. will turn over.
Sure enough, after closing his eyes for only a moment, Qin Cheng felt that his arms were empty, opened his eyes again, and the scorching summer in front of him turned into early spring.
On the willow head on the moon, after the enthronement ceremony, Su Jingmo, dressed in a big fur coat, sat alone on the highest point at the dinner party, arrogant, but brilliant.
Looking at the moonlight that is no longer like water, like a fog spreading in my heart, I wandered for a long time, and finally a helpless sigh drifted in the air.
In the future, Tan Cheng heard from Su Jingmo. After only one year of becoming emperor, Su Jingmo began to build the mausoleum in Xi'an.
After becoming an emperor, he has more power and more restrictions. After two years of intermittent wars, the Zhenbei Army without Su Jingmo was finally defeated.
The whole country was full of fear for the Huns.
"Your Majesty, there is only one person in this world that the King of Huns fears." Who is that person, and who does not know in the court
Su Jingmo narrowed his eyes and did not speak.
"No!" Prime Minister Ning stepped forward and said, "King Yu in the southwest is eyeing the tiger, but today the emperor is driving his own expedition, and the day he leaves the Central Capital is the day that King Yu counterattacks!"
There was a lot of quarrel in the hall, Nian Nian was like this, every day was like this, I felt that my ears couldn't bear it anymore, and Su Jingmo said: "Then according to what Prime Minister Yining said, this great world is not in the hands of Su Jingyan. Why not fall into the hands of the Huns?"
Ning Yunze never thought that Su Jingmo would make such an understanding, and was stunned for a while.
"Chen, I don't mean this!"
Su Jingmo looked at the stupid appearance of Daxu's first talent, and couldn't help laughing, "I understand, but you can come up with a solution for arguing like this?"
Ning Yunze gritted his teeth, "I want to send more generals."
"More factions?" Su Jingmo sneered, "If there are more generals promoted by the late emperor, I'm afraid the Daxu army will be destroyed faster."
Having said that, Su Jingmo thought of the stolen taobao, no need to ask, he also knew who took it and in whose hands it was.
Who else is there besides his crown princess who doesn't want to be the queen
"Personal expedition." Su Jingmo looked at the sky covered with dark clouds outside the hall, "This world can only be surnamed Su, and I, Su Jingmo, will not let my subjects be trampled by foreigners!"
In the Northwest War, Su Jingyan from the southwest really took the opportunity to step into the Central Capital. Su Jingmo completely ignored it and led the army to kill the enemy. When there was a shortage of military rations, he asked people to ask for it. Su Jingyan, who controlled the Central Capital, was not a fool. He knew that only Su Jingmo could resist the Huns today, and the military rations would naturally never stop.
It only takes a year for the country to change hands.
After all, the Huns were forced to retreat to the Tianshan Mountains in the northwest. In the last battle in the sky, Daxu's reinforcements were unexpectedly destroyed because of the quicksand. He struggled to pull up the bow and arrow, but the arrow was flying into the sky, but turned strangely in the middle.
Seeing the arrow flying towards Su Jingmo, Qin Cheng rushed forward like a madman, trying to block Su Jingmo who was not at all prepared.
But the arrow pierced through him and flew straight towards Su Jingmo.
"No... No!!" Seeing Su Jingmo kneeling suddenly in front of him, dark red blood kept pouring out of his mouth, arrows full of barbs penetrated his heart and lungs...
He knew that Su Jingmo had died a long time ago, but he didn't want to see his loved one die in front of him like this, and his heart was torn apart.
"Jing Mo... Jing Mo..." Kneeling in front of Su Jingmo, Qin Cheng wanted to hug Su Jingmo, but he couldn't touch the person in front of him.
As if hearing his shout, Su Jingmo, whose eyes gradually lost focus, slowly raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him...
I never thought that I would suddenly meet this person's eyes. Tan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, but the person in front of him suddenly laughed.
"...Tan...even back...?"
Just these three words, I don't know why, I feel that my soul trembles, and in an instant, tears slide down.
There is a Hede Mountain at the junction of Shanxi and Shaanxi. There is a temple in the period of the Republic of China on the mountain. There is no one living in it, no one to take care of it, overgrown with weeds, and there are many holes in the roof. It is already a barren temple.
Although Qu Zhiwen was a Taoist, he had the same respect for gods and Buddhas. He burned incense for the Bodhisattva. Qu Zhiwen neatly placed the altar and asked Jiang Ping to place Tan Cheng's body in the center.
Jiang Ping looked at Qin Cheng, who was already dead, with a complicated expression. Come back to life, is there really such a thing in this world? He has been a policeman for so many years, and he has seen so many lives and deaths, and now he actually came to help a Taoist priest to bring people back to life. If he said it, he would only make people laugh, right
Moreover, Qu Zhiwen also said just now that Qin Cheng's soul is not in this world
"Can you really save him?"
Qu Zhiwen cut his finger with a knife, and wrote something on the ground with blood. Hearing the words, he looked up at Jiang Ping, "As long as I can pull back his soul."
"Can you find his soul?"
"En." Qu Zhiwen nodded, "The soul will not leave this world for no reason, unless he has something to connect with that world."
"You mean Qin Cheng has that thing?"
"He used to wear Su Jingmo's burial for so long. Although the jade pendant was turned to ashes along with Su Jingmo, Tan Cheng was still contaminated with a lot of things left in the world." Having said this, Qu Zhiwen frowned. Mei, "What's more, there is someone in the world who he misses..."
Qin Cheng's love for Su Jingmo was too strong, and the feelings that remained in his soul from that time were the reason for this chaos...
"We have to hurry."
Jiang Ping looked at Qu Zhiwen, the soul of that Su Jingmo was flying away, he heard from Qu Zhiwen, and sighed after a while: "Since there is no such Su Jingmo in this world, you can save Qin Cheng... Let's wait a little longer. , wait for Qin Cheng to see more people he likes."
Qu Zhiwen looked at Jiang Ping with some amusing, he really was a soul of love, and his words were not the same, "Things are not what you think, there is Su Jingmo in that world, and of course there is Qin Cheng from the previous life. You I know what would happen if Qin Cheng's soul at this moment met his own self in the previous life?"
"how?"
"Only one same soul can exist in a world. If two souls meet, Qin Cheng who goes to that world will inevitably be scattered."
Even the gods can't save him.
Asking Jiang Ping to step aside, Qu Zhiwen stopped talking, sat down with his legs crossed, and used his own blood to draw a rune between Tan Cheng's eyebrows. He was about to close his eyes to cast the spell, but suddenly found that the one in Tan Cheng's hand was broken. The red line suddenly became black and extended, extending into the dark distance.
Qu Zhiwen was surprised, this is the marriage line...
Qin Cheng's soul is married to someone? Don't think about it, Qu Zhiwen also guessed who the person over there is.
But... Looking at the ghost marriage line of the person who pointed directly to the underworld, if Su Jingmo's soul was scattered, even if Tan Cheng married him at that time, it would not be possible to give birth to the ghost marriage line.
Unless, Su Jingmo... is still...