Fingers of crossing

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Yan Yilan walked up the mountain alone.

The more you go up the mountain, the more violent the autumn wind is. Her plain clothes and black hair are flying in all directions. Compared with the green mountain scenery behind her, her slender figure looks so vague and ethereal. A pale shadow remains.

The way up the mountain was not too far, but Yan Yilan felt that it took her a lifetime.Scenes of the past are played back, and every step of the way, the memory is clearly revealed.Many images that had been deliberately suppressed in the bottom of my heart suddenly jumped out of my mind at this moment with gnashing teeth and claws, as if the hands that had been ruthlessly and relentlessly pinched her heart, the long-lost pain refused to stop for a moment, churning in her chest.

The top of the mountain was empty, and she couldn't see anything clearly when she walked up it at first, the mountain was shrouded in mist, until she got closer to the depths, she found a tombstone in her sight, the plain white body of the monument hurt her eyes, she Walking towards that place slowly, the long hair was blown by the wind, and finally covered his face, all expressions were covered in it, making it hard to see clearly.

The red clouds in the sky formed one piece, and Yan Yilan's white clothes were reflected in a fiery red color. From a distance, she looked as bleak as if she was bathed in blood.

There is no word on the white marble tablet, as if the tomb has no owner at all, but unfortunately Yan Yilan knew it was her, so she lay quietly in it, sleeping for four years.

Even if it was death, Jiang Shuying was as calm and decisive as her temperament, and she never backed down in the face of thousands of troops, and did not even leave Yan Yilan any time to accept, since she insisted on going her own way and decided to sacrifice herself for Dayan. From that moment on, it was no longer the city gate behind her that she swore to guard to the death, what she closed without authorization was Yan Yilan's heart.

Facing it and standing still, Yan Yilan lowered her head and looked down at the plain tomb, thinking for a while, but couldn't find a suitable expression.In the end, she suddenly laughed softly, and the laughter turned into frost, and the moment it sounded, it was hidden in the rolling mountains and could no longer be caught.

"Do you really don't want to see me?" The past came to my mind, and Yan Yilan slowly pulled a self-deprecating smile, "Yes, if you are still here, you definitely don't want me to come."

How could Yan Yilan not know what Jiang Shuying was thinking?The deceased is gone, and if she can't be by her side for the rest of her life, Jiang Shuying hopes that Yan Yilan will forget her on this lonely and cold mountain, and let her disappear like a cloud in the mountain. Since she is doomed to be separated from life and death, she can no longer give Yan Yilan happiness, nor can she increase her pain in vain.

Everything in her heart seemed to be blown away by the cold wind from the top of the mountain. Yan Yilan wanted to take a few steps closer to the tombstone, but when she lifted her foot, she found that her footsteps were heavy and she couldn't move even a step.She stared at the tombstone with an incomprehensible expression, the smile on the corner of her mouth was beautiful but also vain, all the coquettish grace in her eyes faded away, leaving her eyes full of fragmented injuries.

"Shu Ying, if people really have sentience after death, would you be happy to see the face you have today?" Could all this be what you expected to see back then?And did I live up to your expectations back then?

It's a pity that no one can answer Yan Yilan's questions anymore, just like she and Jiang Shuying are only close to each other now, but this short distance is separated by life and death, and can never be crossed again.Only the wind whizzing past the top of the mountain blows through the heart from the ears all the way, making people feel empty and painful.

Slowly squatting down, Yan Yilan stretched out her hand to wipe the unwritten tombstone. The body of the tombstone was as cold as jade, just like its long-buried owner. As detailed and clear.

Caressing the clean tombstone, Yan Yilan can roughly understand the good intentions of Zhen Shi as a mother. Although she can't let go of Jiang Shuying's death, Zhen Shi also understands that Jiang Shuying's deeds and deeds in this life, she Her identity, her great achievements, and only Yan Yilan is qualified to write about them.As a courtier, she went through life and death several times for Da Yan, and even gave her life for it; as a lover, they met each other when they were young, and they gave each other their original intentions, and they have already made a private decision for life.

The memory was reversed. One night four years ago, upon hearing that King Yan had passed away, Jiang Shuying hurried back to the capital a month later.

In the Qiluan Hall, the candles flickered, spreading out a quiet light all over the place.

Yan Yilan silently watched Jiang Shuying walking towards her step by step, the shock in her eyes gradually turned into a harsh questioning, she frowned and asked: "You refused to marry King Wu back then, when my father got angry You have been expelled from the city, and you are ordered not to enter the capital forever. The emperor's order cannot be violated, why do you want to come back?"

Jiang Shuying didn't answer, facing the eldest princess who was pushed to the throne in the midst of the turmoil, she didn't show any fear and respect, until she got to Yan Yilan's side, she said softly: "Prince Yan He passed away, and no one will pursue this matter anymore, now Yan Guo is in the midst of employing people, how can I not come back."

Yan Yilan didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Shuying in front of her, with expressions of anger and sighs in her eyes, she gritted her teeth word by word: "You know what I'm thinking."

"Well, I know." Yan Yilan hoped that she would stay away from the capital, the palace, the battlefield, and this turbulent and ever-changing court, because Yan Yilan didn't want her to be in any danger.Thinking about it, Jiang Ningzui took another step closer to Yan Yilan's condensed gaze, the distance between them was almost the same, she tilted her head, and gently kissed the corner of Yan Yilan's mouth. "But you also said that this Dayan, only I can stand side by side with you. Now that the Dayan Building is about to collapse, how can I not come back and guard the court with you?"

Without waiting for Yan Yilan to refute, Jiang Shuying moved closer, touched the tip of her nose, and said with a light smile: "Besides, Feng Yi, I can't wait for the day when you come out of the palace to marry me, I want to marry you right now. "

There was a slight smile on Jiang Shuying's usually indifferent face, and his cold eyes seemed to melt like ice and snow, falling into a pool of spring water, sparkling with sparkles.She stretched out her hand and slowly took off the armor on her body, revealing her bright red wedding dress, which glowed like blood in the dark night, and the mandarin ducks on the sleeves fluttered with her movements, as vivid and lifelike as swimming in the blue waves.

It was the wedding dress that Yan Yilan personally ordered someone to sew, of course it was impossible for Yan Yilan not to know it.She has always wanted to know what kind of color Jiang Shuying, who has always been cold and reserved, who loves white clothes, would look like if she wore this red wedding dress.Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she realized that Jiang Shuying's sharp beauty set off by the bright red dress can be so shockingly beautiful.

Reaching out to embrace Jiang Shuying, Yan Yilan placed one hand behind her head, and the other tightly wrapped around her slender and flexible waist, biting her lips lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you You should come back, why are you coming back?"

Abandoning all the reserved and taboos in the past, and no longer wanting to pay attention to the other nonsense of the monarch and his ministers, Jiang Shuying endured her shyness and raised her head to let Yan Yilan kiss her, she put her arms around Yan Yilan's neck , narrowing the distance between the two into intimacy. "Because I want to guard the last gate of Dayan for you, and I want you to have no worries in the court."

But Jiang Shuying failed to fulfill her promise after all, she clearly said that she would stay by Yan Yilan's side forever, stand shoulder to shoulder with her, and protect Dayan's country together.However, three months later, the army of the Sui State invaded the capital, and the war was imminent. The Yan State lost to the Sui State. The army led by Jiang Shuying gradually lost the wind outside the city gate.

In the court hall, the ministers persuaded Yan Yilan to close the city gate. Only by delaying the time for the Sui Kingdom to enter the capital as much as possible, would they be able to wait for the army of the Yang Kingdom to come to support them. This is the last hope of the Yan Kingdom.Success or failure depends on one move, they can only give it a go, the ministers were so anxious that they knelt down and begged Yan Yilan to issue an order immediately, but Yan Yilan just sat silently on the highest place of the court hall, no one knew her What are you thinking.

During the silence and indecision, Jiang Shuying suddenly heard an urgent report from the spies outside the city gate. Jiang Shuying ordered the city gate to be closed and locked her army together with the Sui army. The Sui army would not be able to enter for a while, but about It may be difficult to know the battle situation outside the palace immediately.

When all the civil and military officials heard the news, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced that Yan Guo had escaped the catastrophe for the time being.Only Yan Yilan sat slumped on the dragon chair, her hands were trembling uncontrollably, the sharp pain spread from her heart to her limbs, she slowly closed her eyes, her eyes were burning, but her eyes fell Not a drop of tears came, and no joy or sorrow could be seen on the silent face.

Fengyi, if there is a relationship between me and Dayan, you are doomed to disappoint one.Well, this decision is for me to choose for you.

I don't want you to be Dayan's sinner, this crime is too heavy, neither you nor I can bear it.If you have to sacrifice something, then just be my sinner, because you will never owe me, because everything I have done for you today is all because of my love and my will.

Shuying, is this the last thing you wanted to say but didn't say?

Wrestling from the memories, Yan Yilan's eyes were stained with starlight, as if colored by the setting sun in the sky, shining with a mournful light.She smiled desolately, and the words she said were sad and sad with the hurt that she no longer wanted to hide.

"Princess."

Bi Yuan whispered, Yan Yilan turned her head, looked at Bi Yuan standing behind her, and found a pen and ink according to her instructions.

"Let it go."

Biyuan nodded, and placed the Langhao brush and inkstone neatly by Yan Yilan's hands. She looked down at the gold-coated ink in the inkstone, and wrote the name of the tombstone with golden ink. In Dayan, this color is only suitable for the royal family. .Seemingly understanding her master's thoughts, Bi Yuan silently averted her gaze, and stepped aside calmly.

Touching the brush and ink, Yan Yilan wrote strokes of ink on the tombstone to form a word. She didn't wearily throw away the pen until the last word was written, and looked at the tombstone intently. She didn't say another word. get up and leave.

Yan Yilan's figure was already walking down the mountain, Biyuan was still looking at the few words in the tombstone's handwriting over and over again, and when she came back to her senses, her eyes were unknowingly red.She has followed Yan Yilan since she was a child, and it has been twenty years since she was a child. She is naturally the most qualified witness to the relationship between Yan Yilan and Jiang Shuying back then.Now, looking at the few numbers on the tombstone, the past many years ago has resurfaced before her eyes, and her heart is full of sadness.

The tomb of Shuying, the Jiang family of Yanmen.

Biyuan thought, she wished that after death, people could really watch over the world in the sky, so that, perhaps, General Shuying's lifelong wish could be fulfilled.Her last regret was finally fulfilled.

Yan Yilan walked down the mountain all the way, feeling empty all the time in her heart, and now when the wind blows from the top of the mountain, this feeling of emptiness becomes even stronger.

Before walking halfway up the mountain, she fixed her eyes on another carriage parked beside her carriage, and was startled. When she looked carefully, she saw a light blue figure not far from the carriage.

As if sensing Yan Yilan's gaze, Jiang Ningzui also looked back at this moment, seeing Yan Yilan's figure, she tilted her head and smiled slightly.

Although that smile was as shallow as clouds that could not be caught in the sky, it was like the setting sun and the breeze, passing across Yan Yilan's heart, instantly warming the most unspeakable pain in her heart.

The author has something to say: I haven’t chatted for a long time, and I always forget the few questions that the author has something to answer, so let’s talk once today.I haven't updated for a long time because I was busy with other custom-made novels. Readers who follow my Weibo should know that I was dizzy, so the update fell behind. I will try to make up for you in the near future.

Then let’s talk about the article, this article is called Renzhi, my dears, it’s just because JJ thought my topic was not enough, so he forced me to change it, I couldn’t think of it, so I changed it, it’s actually called Renzhi.

This chapter is a bit painful to write, it is really painful, for Jiang Shuying, and also for the eldest princess, I may see that many people here are not worth getting drunk for Xiao Ning, and some are not worth it for Jiang Shuying, and there must be some who feel that the eldest princess Scumbag.Of course, I generally accept that everyone has different opinions on the article, but I just hope that Nimeng will not make a conclusion too early, because after all, I haven't finished writing this article yet.

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