[Comprehensive] Peach Blossoms in Tianyong City

Chapter 57

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After finishing the daily compulsory homework, Feng Qingxue flew to the highest place in Youdu as usual, and sat there overlooking the world.Not long after, a spirit butterfly flew back from the world and brought news of Fang Lansheng, saying that it was his daughter's full moon, and invited her to eat delicious food.

A year ago, she witnessed the death of Baili Tusu and Ouyang Shaogong together in Penglai, and their bodies sank into the deep sea with Penglai Island. The power of the fairy spirit and the soul flew away.

There is no more Baili Tusu in the world, so she has no need to stay in the world, so she returns to Youdu with Yin Qianshang, inherits the position of Ling Nu, and shoulders her responsibilities.

She didn't want to go to Fang Lansheng's invitation this time, because she was afraid that she would think of Baili Tusu when she saw them, and she would inevitably feel sad and uncomfortable.But there is one thing that Mu Qingqian gave her when she was in Jiangdu, and today, she feels that it is not suitable for her to keep it.

……

After bidding farewell to elder brother and leaving Youdu, Feng Qingxue came to Qinchuan.

Walking on the streets paved with bluestone slabs, I found that Qinchuan, which was turned into a dead city by Ouyang Shaogong a year ago, has returned to its former prosperity.There are all kinds of small stalls on both sides of the street, and everyone is trying their best to recommend their own goods. Everyone has a happy smile on their faces. They have survived that disaster.

Perhaps, she should let it go completely.

……

Fang Mansion is still as grand as before.

Feng Qingxue bit the candy figurine she bought on the way, jumped in and walked in, and saw that everyone was preparing for the full moon banquet the day after tomorrow.

It was Fang Ruqin who spotted her first, and with a big belly, she greeted her with great joy.

"Qingxue, you are finally here!"

"Well, Miss Ruqin, long time no see."

Feng Qingxue walked over with a smile, and took her hand affectionately.

"You see, you are really serious. Lan Sheng and I have invited you to play several times, but you don't come here. Do you despise us?" Fang Ruqin pretended to be angry with a straight face, but soon smiled again, holding her hand Take her to the backyard, "It's a bit messy in front, let's sit in the backyard."

"It's okay, sister Ruqin, you are pregnant, it's better not to work too hard, more rest is better for the child."

"Then how can I do it!" Fang Ruqin shook his head, and hummed angrily: "Qingxue, you don't even know that Lan Sheng, even though he's married and becomes a father, he's still messing around all day long without a proper job. Seeing that his brother-in-law took care of the Fang family, he ran around, saying that he wanted to learn from his elder brother to be a hero and eliminate harm for the people. It's too nonsense, it's such a dangerous thing, in case something goes wrong, What about Yueyan mother and daughter!"

"Okay, okay, Sister Ruqin, don't be angry." Feng Qingxue patted her hand amusedly, "Lan Sheng has that temperament in the first place, even if you let him settle down, he still can't. Be more open, as long as he is happy. Besides, Brother Lingda is watching, with him, Lan Sheng will be fine."

"Sunshine~~~~~"

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and before Feng Qingxue finished speaking, Fang Lansheng ran over from the front with a big watermelon in his arms.

"Lan Sheng, where have you been messing around again? You ran out knowing that Qingxue would come today, and what are you doing with a watermelon in your arms?"

Without saying a word, Fang Ruqin grabbed Fang Lansheng's ear when he went up, and then the two began to get along with each other in a daily way.

"Miss Qingxue, it's been hard work coming from a long distance, and Ouyang Rongxuan is Lan Sheng's brother-in-law."

"Hello, no hard work, no hard work."

Feng Qingxue waved her hands at the man who appeared behind Fang Lansheng, looked at him secretly, and found that he was very similar to Ouyang Shaogong in some aspects, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it seems that Fang Ruqin's obsession with Ouyang Shaogong It's really very deep, even after drinking the water of forgetting love, and looking for someone you like, you still look for him according to his model.

……

In the evening, after dinner, Feng Qingxue sat in the yard watching the moon, and Fang Lansheng came out to look for her after putting her precious daughter to sleep.

"How about it, are you lucky to marry such a good girl as Yueyan?" She poked his arm with a smile.

Fang Lansheng dodged to the side, avoided her, and raised his head to look at the sky, "I am lucky to be able to marry Yueyan."

Feng Qingxue blinked, and tentatively whispered: "What about Xiangling, you can't be with her, do you always feel regretful and can't let go?"

Hearing this, Fang Lansheng lowered his eyes slightly, with a flash of loneliness on his face, and the smile appeared again after a while, he raised his finger and pointed to the moon: "Look, Qingxue, this moon is so beautiful, as bright as a jade plate, It is full of brilliance. Even it has its ups and downs, and life is the same. There are too many imperfections and regrets in this world, but people still have to live, whether it is joy or suffering, they have to bear it. Everyone has their own responsibilities, which cannot be shirked, just like you are the girl of Youdu Ling, the eldest brother is the head teacher of Tianyong, and I, I have to take good care of my second sister and Yueyan, and it is my responsibility to make them happy .So, I can have the life I have now, and I am very content."

I didn't expect him to say such a thing. Feng Qingxue was slightly stunned. After a while, she lowered her head and said in a deep voice: "Compared with you, Lan Sheng, I seem to be more ignorant. I, I... I always put No Susu..."

"If you can't let it go, don't let it go." He laughed, patted her on the shoulder, and said in a brisk tone, "No one is forcing you to let go of Tu Su, even if he is gone, we can still keep him in our hearts and miss him occasionally. Qingxue, if you really feel entangled, why not go to Shushan to drink some Wangqingshui like my second sister..."

"No!" Feng Qingxue refused without even thinking, and glared at him: "I don't want to forget Susu, I don't want to forget every little thing between me and him. Although the person he likes is not me, I still love him. Count him as a friend, how can a good friend forget."

"Yeah, I can't forget Senior Sister Mu either. If she hadn't saved my second sister, I wouldn't have a good day today." Fang Lansheng paused for a moment before speaking again, his voice lowered a bit, "Senior Sister Mu Gone, Tu Su is gone, the worst is my elder brother, juniors and younger sisters... and the master is also gone, now Tianyong City, he is the only one left. Qingxue, the last time I went to Tianyong City , Senior Sister Fu Que told me that since my eldest brother took over as the head teacher, I have never laughed again, and when I have nothing to do, I stand at the gate of Tianyong City and look into the distance all day long, and I don’t know if he is waiting... Sigh!"

"Brother Lingda seems to be the most sensible, but his obsession seems to be deeper than ours. I really hope he can let go of it as soon as possible." Feng Qingxue took the words.

The night wind was bleak and cold, blowing down countless flowers, falling on the icy ground with a rustling sound, no one knew who's heart was chilled.

However, the love is deep and the relationship is shallow, and God's will is not fulfilled, so how should we let go.

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On the second day, Feng Qingxue came to Yuelao Temple alone.

It’s the Qixi Festival again, and there is an endless stream of young men and women who come to seek marriage, in groups of twos and threes, make shy wishes in front of the solemn statue of the old moon, and then throw the red silk with written wishes on the tree.

"Master, master, is what you said true? As long as I write the names of me and my beloved on this piece of jade, we can grow old together and never be separated?"

A young man's voice suddenly sounded nearby, Feng Qingxue looked around, and saw a handsome young man standing in front of a booth full of beautiful jade, shyly asking the old man standing opposite him.

"Of course, I have stayed in this Yuelao Temple for most of my life. Anyone who buys jade from me and writes their names will eventually form a loving couple, and they will never be separated until old age."

The old man stroked his long white beard and nodded with a smile.As soon as he finished speaking, the young man who wanted to find a good relationship nodded repeatedly, stretched out his hand to choose from the stall, and finally chose a piece of light red round jade.

"Nuo, you have to write it well. If you accidentally write it badly, then this marriage will not be possible."

While talking, the old man handed the young man a pen, and the young man took it and began to write his name on the jade carefully.Feng Qingxue looked at him silently, and suddenly remembered that she had seen such a scene before.At that time, she and Sun Yueyan came to Yuelao Temple together, and then separated to wander around in the temple, and came here inadvertently, and then saw a dull young man begging for his marriage.

I'm afraid no one will believe it if I tell it, but that Baili Tusu, who has a wooden face and a heart of ice cubes, is actually like a young boy who is in love, avoiding everyone, and quietly courting in front of the marriage booth.

She saw him standing upright in front of the stall, frowning tightly, hanging his hands over a large pile of jade stones for a long time, until the old jade seller got impatient, so he chose a piece of beautiful red jade, and then Holding the pen, like walking on thin ice, almost tremblingly wrote two words on the jade.

"This son is so attentive, it must be because he likes that girl very much." The old man took the written jade from him, tied it with a red string, and returned it to him.

Baili Tusu took out the money and handed it to the old man, took the jade on a red string, put it into a delicate cloth bag, stuffed it into his bosom and pressed it.

"You mean my senior sister, well, I really like her very much."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left the jade stall.

"Su..."

She paused, gave up chasing, and stayed where she was for a long time.

……

Recalling, Tu Su, he already liked Mu Qingqian very much at that time, but she couldn't see it and didn't want to believe it. She deluded herself and stubbornly thought that one day he would remember the clay figurine he gave her when he was a child, and would be with her. together...

"Ugh……"

Feng Qingxue let out a long sigh, turned her head to look at the marriage tree covered with red silk, then looked down at the jade with the word "Su Qian" written on her palm, pursed her lips, and cast a spell to send it to Daqing. Tie up the highest part of the tree.

"Susu, Qingqian, if you still have an afterlife, I wish you happiness."

Feng Qingxue put her hands together, closed her eyes and murmured softly, after speaking, she smiled in relief and strode away.

When the wind blows, the bright red silk flutters with the wind, and the leaves make a "rustling" sound, as if responding to the prayers of young men and women.

The author has something to say: Tu Su really didn't have much to say about his obsession, but in fact, I wrote about his love for Qianqian in many details.Because I liked Big Brother better at the beginning, and then I liked Susu more. I really like the kind of abstinence and sexuality of Big Brother, but I feel sorry for Susu later.In fact, the original intention of my writing One Nian Perseverance was to give everyone a good ending, but I didn’t know who to choose Xipi when I wrote it later, so I was very entangled, and you were also entangled. My hair was about to fall out, so According to the needs of the plot, there is the current ending.

I don't know if I should write a little more to make everyone complete.I am very worried that I will write Honkai, because once a person wants love and wants someone, he will become another person. I am afraid that what I write is no longer the upright Lingyue who cares about Tianyong, but also I am afraid that I will write Baili Tusu who worries about gains and losses. Lingyue is stronger than Tusu, but Tusu, after all, is relatively immature. He loses Qianqian again and again, and even makes her die because of himself. What is he going to do? face.What would he do if there was a day of reunion?I can only say that in terms of relationship, they will not conflict, it depends on whether Qianqian is willing to love boldly once.In fact, in the full text, she didn't express any obvious liking for Ling Yue and Tu Su, she just took one step at a time, and her feelings were very weak.In the full text, the one with the strongest emotional expression is Ling Yue. I am partial to him, and used a lot of provocative content and fragments to portray him as an affectionate man.In Tu Su's words, although he had direct physical contact with Qianqian, he couldn't tell whether the relationship was deep or shallow.Until now, in the end, he strongly expressed that apart from caring about Qian Qian, he cared that he would not live alone until she died.

I have been nagging for a long time, but it is my own idea, and many people may not agree with it.

Why didn’t I write the second part? It’s because I’m afraid that I’m going to write Honkai, and when I’m halfway through it, many people don’t read it and leave. Then I’ll feel bad == I’ve been repeating that I like to read it. Everyone left a message, so gradually, seeing that some readers at the beginning did not leave a message, I wondered if I could not write well, etc., such a tangled mood would affect writing.Glass heart, as I created this story, the process of creation was very lonely, and I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. I don’t want to see the same actions or words in the same chapter, so every time I write an article, I am super entangled.

Do you really want me to write any more?