"Curl, curl..."
I don’t know, who’s calling, calling, I just hear it in a dazed manner, it’s a woman’s voice, soft, very gentle, I don’t know where it came from, maybe, from the depths of a dream. It's coming, or maybe it's from the apex of my heart, trembling.
Curly felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.
But when she opened her eyes, she felt that she was in a completely unfamiliar place.
But it is not completely unfamiliar. I have seen the Jiuqu Lianhuan Bridge myself, as well as those Fairy's who wore white dresses, and they are all familiar with them.
She looked at the tumbling white clouds under the bridge, and it looked like a lump. There was a big pond in front of the bridge, braving the steaming water.
It looks like it should be a hot spring.
Qi Curula planned to take a look.
But when she passed those fairy tales, she suddenly realized that they were all very tall, and she had just reached their waist.
"Xizhi Shangxian."
Every Xian'e who met her bowed to her and looked respectful.
Although there were doubts in the curled heart, he had not paid attention to it, but he still walked forward unhurriedly. The destination seemed very clear, that is, the steaming little pool.
When the girl walked in, she felt more steamy, and those fine water droplets fell on her face and got into her pores. They were itchy and slippery. In the dim, she saw the slim figure of a woman soaking in the water, and the sound of water splashed from time to time. The snow-white neck faintly exposed was slender and beautiful, and the butterfly bones on her back were also seductively tight. The bun was tied high, leaving a handful of broken hair sticking to the neck, moist.
"Zhi'er is here."
It was a very pleasant voice. First, Huang Ying came out of the valley, then turned her back to the curly woman, revealing a beautiful face.
For some reason, Curly had never seen her, but the woman's thin eyebrows and the raised eyebrows always made her familiar with her in every possible way.
"Mother concubine."
He whispered in his mouth, his voice was soft and soft, and he didn't want to be a girl from the 28th to the 8th.
"But have you been trained by the emperor's father again?"
Curly lowering his head, you can see that what is reflected in the pool is a small, pretty dumpling, wringing his hands helplessly, biting his lip.
"Mother concubine, does the father dislike Zhi'er, or is Zhi'er doing something badly?"
The little girl was crying, her nose blocked, and buzzing, the woman in the pool chuckled softly.
"How could the father dislike Zhi'er? When Zhi'er was born, the mother concubine worked so hard, and on that day, there were colorful clouds and hundreds of birds flying in front of the temple! Mother! Concubine’s Zhi’er, but a treasure, you don’t know how happy the father is. After posting a post and setting a banquet, the heavens have never been so lively."
The woman's eyebrows were crooked and she was talking with her curly, but the little fan group didn't seem to be happy at all.
"The mother concubine and Zhi'er have talked about it many times, but if the father is really so happy, why don't you always come to look for Zhi'er? Zhi'er's spells have improved again, and he went to find the father, but the father didn't even see him. , I have to say a few more words, it is that Zhi'er is too proud. There are other people in the world who are always restrained by temperament and dare not show the courage to play."
The little girl had her mouth narrowed and her nose was red, but the woman stopped talking, and slowly closed her eyes and let out a sigh.
The days of the heavens continued like this. When the small fan ball grew up like bamboo shoots, Xizhi's mother concubine was taken away by the Emperor of Heaven because of a small matter, and confined in confinement.
"Father! What happened to the concubine, you have to take her bones."
In the magnificent hall, a petite and weak rice dumpling stared at the costumed king on the seat, and there was the attendant Xian'e behind her to stop her from taking a step forward.
But the little girl didn't care, flushed and questioned the man.
"Father, please tell Xizhi, why did your father do this? The mother concubine is not wrong, the father saves the mother concubine!"
"The emperor said she was wrong, she was wrong, no matter how you intervene, don't hesitate to take Xizhi Shangxian away."
"I won't go, I won't go, the father went around the mother concubine, the mother concubine is not wrong! Father..."
The distressed little girl was still taken down. When she left the main hall, she could no longer see her father's face, except for the lavish and luxurious boots and the corner of the golden robe.
"Xizhi Shangxian, Xizhi Shangxian, it's not good, it's not good!"
Xizhi, who was kicked out of the palace, just came out and ran into the star in his palace head on.
"Emperor Zhaoyu was taken to Zhuxiantai."
"what?"
The little girl who was talking, the wind was blowing at her feet, and the people were gone.
Curly don't know what's going on now, his heartbeat is like a drum beat, and he should be quicker, and sooner, then he will not be able to reach the mother's concubine.
But when she waited, she ran to Zhuxiantai and was stopped again.
"Xizhi Shangxian, Zhuxiantai is too dangerous, you can't go in."
"What do you stop me doing, I want to save my mother and concubine!"
Xizhi roared.
"The Emperor of Heaven has ordered that Empress Zhaoyu cannot enter privately during her execution!"
"I want to break!"
Xizhi was even more annoyed, and worried about her mother and concubine, so she fought at them with the magic power.
The little girl was born as a god, and the two people who were blocking were naturally not her opponents. When forced to retreat, Xi Zhi seized the opportunity to run in.
But Xizhi later recalled that she hoped that she would not go in at that time, so that she would not see her mother and concubine as haggard and pitiful.
The mother concubine is such a person who loves beauty and cleanliness, but now, the clothes on her body are only thin, gray-yellow, with blood stains large and small. That face is so old that only a piece of skin is left. , Hanging loosely on her face, the black hair of the crow she most admired was gone, and it was as white as snow.
"Mother Concubine!"
The little girl was standing here, but the woman was standing on the opposite side, asking someone to imprison her shoulders and wrists, and she was about to push her down to Zhuxiantai.
"Zhi'er don't come here, the mother concubine is too ugly, the mother concubine is too ugly!"
"Stop! Stop! Don't bully your mother and concubine!"
Xizhi shouted hoarsely, trying to tell them to stop, but it was useless. Those people had a blank face and let their hands loose, and pushed their mother and concubine off Zhuxiantai.
The mother concubine didn't look at her until she died, but she still said something to her.
Zhi'er is good, the mother and concubine will be gone in the future, so you have to take care of yourself.
The old woman's withered voice was still the same as in the past, the mother's gentleness, and tears continued to flow in the girl's eyes, and she couldn't stop it.
"Mother concubine, you have to bring Zhi'er with you!"
As soon as the little girl's words fell, everyone jumped off the square table together.
"Xizhi Shangxian! What a mess, tell the emperor, Xizhi Shangxian jumped on Xiantai!"
Xizhi leaped, everyone on the table was in a mess, and the chaos turned into a pot of porridge.
Qi Lingxiu now knows nothing, his consciousness is chaotic, and his body is falling continuously, his skin is cut and painful, but a girl's figure flashes in his mind all the time, the exquisite white gauze skirt is complicated and complicated. With her hair in a bun, her back was straight, but she didn't look back at her, just like a thin back, all lonely.
The scenery of the heaven is cold, and the heart is also cold. If the mother concubine doesn't want Zhi'er, Zhi'er's heart will be as cold as them.
The curls can be heard, what the little girl said.
She was also as sad as that little girl, unwilling to speak.
I curled up my eyes and realized that I was no longer falling, but floating quietly in the air. When she calmed down a little bit, when she opened her eyes, there was a woman in front of her smiling at her.
She was taken aback, because the woman looked the same as herself, with the same eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth.
"wave."
This voice is the same as the voice that woke oneself before.
"Finally, I can see you once, and it is always right to lock a soul with Xuan Linqin."
The woman who was speaking curled up a smile. Although her eyebrows were crooked, she curled up to feel a sorrow on her face.
"Curl knew me a long time ago, I am Xi Zhi, and I also curl you."
"Xizhi, is it me?"
Curled in a daze, asked unbelievably.
"Well, it's just that you don't understand what I say now, and don't believe what I said."
The corners of the woman’s eyes were raised, and her scallion-like fingers were curling her brows a little, and a bright red flame pattern was formed. First, it lit up with golden streamers, but after a while, it turned blue again. In the end, It is hidden again, repeating the previous smoothness and flawlessness.
"I don't have much time, so listen to me first. Xizhi lost his life in the battle with Xiangyou, but I know that I am not dead yet, as long as you live, I will live. You are now The most urgent thing is to go to Guli Country first, and you will know when you get there."
Xizhi's figure gradually dimmed, and the smile on the corner of her lips also became lighter.
"Your temperament is my favorite temperament. I always hope that you can become a little girl like you. When the time comes, you will understand. I only hope that at that time, you will still be you."
After Xizhi said this sentence, she disappeared without a trace.
The curled feet only touched the ground at this time. They were thick, hard, and windy, blowing over.
But she felt that she was weak. The whole person was sore and tired, and there was a chill. She rose from the bone marrow, and her teeth trembled and her legs were a little soft. She wanted to fall down so softly.
But when she fell, she didn't fall on the yellow ground, but fell into a familiar embrace.
Although it didn't carry the temperature like ordinary people, it was cold and cold, but it was inexplicable to make her feel at ease. The cold and numb limbs also began to warm up, and the blood flowed again.
"Yin Li."
There was a nasal sound in the curly words, and the whole person slammed into the man's arms desperately, curled up into a ball, and drilled into his arms.