How much do you know about the flowers in the dreams of Water Margin fans?

Wooden huts, triple secluded pavilions, windy gauze curtains.The courtyard is surrounded by clusters of hills, wild and fragrant, and beautiful trees are beautiful and shady.

Through the moon-hole window, green curtains hang softly, and the bright wood-colored huanghuali furniture reflects the leisurely ancient charm.The furnishings in the room are simple and charming, and all of them are top-notch, especially elegant and chic.

Liangshan Cang Yixuan, near the main village, surrounded by green bamboos, belongs to Xiao Li Guang.

But at this time, the sky is dawning, the wind is waning and the moon is waning.Rushuang Hualian passed through the blue gauze curtain in front of the window, falling to the ground and entangled.The rosewood ceiling bed with twirling pattern on the top is hung with sea-blue silver thread embroidered orchid curtains, which are half-opened and half-covered, and the moonlight fades in.The sleeping faces of the two can be vaguely seen, they are magnificent and beautiful, like a dream.

Meng Yun's brows were tightly frowned, and in the haze, it seemed like a dream and a reality.

Snowy field, the endless snowy field, reflects a piece of frosty white, pale and frightening, empty and silent.Behind him is the black night, like an abyss that will never turn out once you walk into it, and the silence seems to lead to another world.She stood alone in the bleak white and black, and the empty wind was blowing from all directions, gloomy and silent.

Fear and helplessness, she keeps moving forward, but it seems that she will never be able to get out of this boundless desolation.Only across the distant snow field, she saw Huarong's figure.So far away, she couldn't see his expression, but his voice rang in her ears very clearly, pity, helplessness, ethereal and despair.

He repeated over and over again, Yun'er, forget me, please.

There was no ups and downs in that voice, it was so quiet that there was no joy or sadness.An inexplicable sadness melted in that tone, drowning her emotions like a tide, and almost lost her ability to think and respond.The emptiness I had never felt before was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

no, do not want.

The boundless black became thicker and thicker, she really wanted to catch up with him, but his direction was like a horizon that could be seen but could never be touched.She watched him disappear in the darkness, but she couldn't do anything.

"Don't!" Meng Yun's eyelashes trembled, tears welled up, and she couldn't help calling softly.Hua Rong woke up suddenly, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

"I don't want it, don't leave me, don't..." Meng Yun clenched her lips and choked out a sob.The hair on her forehead was completely drenched in sweat, her face was pale, and she was full of tears, like a frightened little animal.Hua Rong embraced her distressedly, and gently stroked her messy hair: "Okay, Yun'er, I'm here. It's just a dream, I'm here."

"Brother Huarong..." Mengyun finally came back to his senses from the dream, the heartache and despair just now welled up, and he buried himself in Huarong's arms, unwilling to let go for a moment.At least the current him is real, at least his embrace is warm, she is really, really attached to him, she doesn't want to leave, she doesn't want to.

"Yun'er." Hua Rong sighed softly, pulled her on the pillow, and hugged her.He's not good, it's because he's not good, he can't give her a stable life, and makes her worry day and night.He has to take care of his justice and his brothers, but in this way, can he hurt her?

In his life, he has lived up to the sky and the earth, but he has only failed her.

The young man's slightly frowned eyebrows are unparalleled in beauty, and his alluring face is even more beautiful under the moonlight, making him appear in a trance.It's just that there is too much sinking in those eyes, as if the world of mortals is ten feet away, misty and cold, hidden in love for half a lifetime.

There is no words all night, and the dawn window is half bright.

"General, General, King Chao Tian has an invitation." Qianmo's voice sounded urgently.Hua Rong's eyebrows tightened, and the chill on her body suddenly deepened.Looking at Meng Yun who was still asleep, Hua Rong quickly got up and straightened his clothes, and ordered Qianmo to take care of him before coming forward.

"General, but you..." Qianmo shouted worriedly.He also... "Qianmo!" Hua Rong's expression turned serious, and he went out without letting her finish.

I don't know when the sky began to drizzle, continuous, silent, and melancholy.

The boy by the side of the road raised his eyes to look at the sky, his face was soaked in the rain, and his face was so beautiful that the sky was pale.His eyes were slightly dimmed, his night-like black pupils were full of bitterness, his long eyelashes were wet with light rain, lingering with strands of sadness, like a dream.

As beautiful as a flower, like a year gone by like water, her faint smile made his heart flustered.He thought that he had already looked down upon everything in this world, and his smiling eyes were too shallow to accommodate the world.But today, he is also afraid because of himself, he starts to care about his ethereal life, because he is afraid, afraid that she will be sad.

She is so smart, she can see all his sorrows, his despair and loneliness, and his indifference to everything under his elegance.Because he doesn't care, he can always smile calmly, that's just disdain.She was the first to understand him after all the time.But she didn't seem to care about anything, she knew it was impossible, but she didn't stop him from saving people or his belief.Who knows, looking at her smiling face, how happy he is and how painful he is.

He loves her and wants her well, but he can't help him.If he lived up to the world, he was destined to hurt her.

The young man got on his horse resolutely, and flew away in the rain. Yingyi Juechen's back looked as cold as snow in the rain, and the world was silent.

Like a flower and a beautiful family, the year seems to flow like water, what year is it, and I will waste my life by mistake?

The rain hits the plantains.

In the shark silk tent, Yiren sleeps peacefully.Mengyun only felt that his whole body was as cold as ice, and he couldn't feel his breath when he was half asleep and half awake.Don't dare, what happened again?

A little melancholy welled up in my heart, and Mengyun's eyes suddenly turned white, and in a trance, the white light turned into a rain of flowers all over the sky, and the cherry blossoms fell like dancing.She tried hard to distinguish, and then she could vaguely see a woman in white clothes after a few layers of falling cherry blossoms. The figure was beautiful, ethereal and far away. The voice repeated, singing the same poem:

"Who, kiss my eyes and cover my wandering for half a lifetime;

Who caresses my face and comforts me for half a lifetime of sorrow; who takes my heart and melts the frost of my half life;Who calls my heart and hides my whole life.Whoever abandons me and leaves me alone for the rest of my life; whoever understands my will and makes me have no regrets in this life; whoever helps me to be unparalleled in all ages; whoever pours out my heart, every inch of land is like nothingness; Who can bury my sorrow, laugh at the emptiness of the world, and make my heart crazy.Yi, cover my lips, get rid of my past life wandering; Yi, embrace my arms, get rid of my frivolity in my previous life.Hold your hand, and accompany you crazy for thousands of lives; kiss your eyes deeply, and accompany you in eternal reincarnation.Holding your hand, I will share with you a lifetime of wind and frost; kissing your eyes, I will give you a lifetime of affection.I, holding Eryu's hand, take everything you have in this life; I, caressing Erxiu's neck, shield you from the wind and rain in this life.Yu, hold your son Qingsi, hold your son's love for the whole life; Yu, hold the hand of your son, and go to love forever; Zeng, in the name of the father, I will save you from sorrow for a lifetime; Zeng, pity for your son, I wish you a safe life!"

The heart ached like a twist, the tears fell unconsciously, and the sky darkened immediately.

Yes, is it dark...

It has been rainy for days, and the cold outside the curtain is threatening.Mengyun just woke up this morning, feeling very cold, unable to get up, lazily leaning on the pillow, listening to the sound of rain outside the window through the lightly brushed green gauze.She especially likes this kind of weather, sleeping on her pillow, and the sound of rain can give her a kind of desolate tranquility, which is very pleasant.

"Ma'am, why don't you wake up today?" Qianmo came in with a gold lacquer tray, put a small sapphire crabapple bowl on the table, and said with a smile, "Let's use this medicine." Mengyun looked The medicine gave me a headache: "Qianmo, I've been healed a long time ago, so I don't need it." Qianmo raised her pretty face: "What did Madam say, it finally got better, if there is something now, when the general comes back, how about calling Qianmo?" Confession?"

Huh... I knew to use Hua's steamed stuffed bun to suppress her.Mengyan was eaten to death by him, so she picked up the bowl and drank it down in one gulp, woohoo, bitter, her tongue is going numb...

Seeing Mengyun drink up the medicine, Qianmo put away the bowl and said softly: "Madam, General Lin is outside, can you let him in?" Him?Meng Yun flashed past that day's cold gaze, and couldn't help saying: "Forget it, let him come, there are Hua Rong's elder brothers on the left and right." Qian Mo responded, turned around and left.

Not long after, when the curtain rang, Lin Chong was still in the black robe and black belt, and his thin figure looked more and more haggard. He smiled at her: "Is the brother and sister better?"

The voice was calm and slightly hoarse, and a pair of deep and dark eyes remained cold, making it hard to see through.

Meng Yun sat up early and said with a smile, "Sit down, general. I've already healed. Brothers, please remember." Lin Chong didn't pay attention, and sat down in a window farther away: "Just now, Brother Huarong came back. gone."

kindness?Mengyun was overjoyed immediately, a smile appeared on his lips, and his appearance was dazzling: "Have they ever had anything?" Lin Chong looked embarrassed, looked at her for a long time, and then said: "Mengyun, I said, don't worry. Huarong He's... a little bad."

What Mengyun panicked all of a sudden, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with him?" Lin Chong was silent for a while: "I'll take you to see it."

Meng Yun followed Lin Chong to Song Jiang's residence in a daze.Song Jiang and Wu Yong are all there. When they see her, they make a way to go.Hua Rong was lying on the bed very quietly, her handsome face was pale and haggard with no blood in it.Meng Yun's tears came down all at once, and her voice trembled involuntarily: "Brother, brother, what's wrong with Huarong..." Song Jiang held her shoulders and tried his best to calmly say: "Yun'er, don't worry. Hua Rong Younger brother has been fighting all year round, and he is exhausted day in and day out, and is invaded by the cold air, so...it is my fault that made him tired."

This was in the Song Dynasty, typhoid fever was a difficult disease, and coupled with his many old injuries, I'm afraid...

Mengyun just felt that his mind was blank and he couldn't say anything.Seeing this, Song Jiang winked at Wu Yong and went out helplessly.

Brother Huarong...Mengyun couldn't bear it any longer, and burst into tears.Her elder brother Huarong just fell asleep so peacefully, no longer talking, no laughing, no more fighting with her.His exquisite side face is still as handsome as before, his thick ink-like sword eyebrows are slightly frowned, and his long eyelashes are lightly curved, casting a faint shadow around his cheeks.The provocative lips that used to be like maple leaves are as pale as snow, and the breath of the whole person is extremely quiet, so quiet that you can hardly feel it.

Mengyan sat down beside him, gently stroked his loose hair, and kissed his brow.Her tears just wet his hair and fell without a word.

She always thought that he would only protect her and pamper her forever, but how could she think that he would be tired and unable to hold on.Looking at his still frowning eyebrows, Mengyun really felt distressed. How much unspeakable pain did this young man endure, and he couldn't let it go in his dream?

"Yun'er." The young man murmured.Meng Yun raised her head in a panic, and saw Hua Rong slightly opened her eyes: "Hua Rong?" It's okay." Mengyun was in pain and angry, and couldn't help but say: "You are hurt, why didn't you tell me, do you know..." She would be afraid.

Huarong's lips were a little pale, her smile was weak, and her starry eyes were still intoxicating: "I said, so what. Besides, there are not many people on the mountain, how can I...not go." Mengyun turned her face away, not wanting to go. Let him see his tears: "You are stupid, what do you want us to do?" Hua Rong looked at her for a while, then his expression darkened: "Yu'er, you are crying."

He couldn't see her tears, didn't want to, really didn't want her to be sad. "I'm sorry..." Huarong raised his hand, wanting to wipe away her tears, but he was exhausted and fell down again.Meng Yun hurriedly helped him up, and reprimanded distressedly: "Can't you be more careful!" Hua Rong coughed two or three times, and lowered his voice: "Yun'er, I'm sorry, I don't want you to cry, I, will be uncomfortable."

This guy, why did he say these things that made her unable to hold back?After all, Mengyun couldn't bear it, and gently leaned on his shoulder.Let her love this person deeply, and never let her go.Elegant and heroic, elegant and heroic, peaceful and majestic, he integrated these antonyms into one. These spirits are all her love.

"Brother..." Yue Li rushed in anxiously, her bright eyes obviously flustered: "Brother, are you okay, you, how could you..." Hua Rong couldn't get up when he thought about it, so he could only smile and say, "Li Son, I have nothing, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he had already exhausted his strength and leaned to one side.Meng Yun hurriedly went to help him: "What's the matter with you, is it important?" Hua Rong rested his eyes for a long while, and reluctantly said: "No, it's fine. You, tell brother not to worry." After finishing speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.

The sunlight was clear, reflecting the young man's beautiful face, like a dream.A drop of clear tears fell to the ground, like beads shattered.

The cold wind is blowing, and the pear bank is melting, slowly pouring out a piece of tenderness like water.Through the paper full of smoke and ink fragrance, she saw his white horse in a trance again, its hooves rolled up half of the city's smoke and sand.

After the Lishan language is half clear, Ye Yulin and Ling will never complain.

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