The Dream of Two Lives Blooms and the King Returns

Outside the green gauze tent, his smile is as pure and flawless as the snowflakes that floated from eternity!His heart was crushed by the blow.The former hatred slowly dissipated from his heart, he struggled desperately, shouting no!But he smiled and walked towards himself, everything was peaceful and beautiful.

"I don't know why since last night, I feel that I have a great destiny with Mr. Murong. I really look forward to seeing Mr. Murong again in the spring of next year." Murong Qing, who was ill, lost the sense of alienation in his bones, and his face softened a lot .But the gloom he showed unintentionally is like a wounded beast under his feet. When you want to touch it, you are afraid that he will bite you back.

Wen Qingyi walked over with this feeling of awe, no matter what he said, he was very grateful that he didn't let Shangguanhong take her away last night...

"Do you really expect to see me again?" He suddenly raised his head, and his smile became playful.That faint look is like a river in early winter, with an indescribable indifference.

"Of course!" He automatically filtered out Murong Qingjue's meaningful smile, and silently felt cold in his heart.

"Then... I also wish you to find your brother as soon as possible!" After saying this, a wind chime under the corridor jingled, and Murong Qingjue looked up at the sky, only to feel that the setting sun was gradually setting Shen... And tomorrow he will leave!Looking at the person in front of him who he hated for 12 years again, he felt some inexplicable emotions in his heart, which he couldn't figure out!I don't know how to face it.

"With Mr. Murong's auspicious words, I believe I will be able to find Xiaojue as soon as possible." Looking at the sky, he knew that it was time to get up and say goodbye, but Murong Qing did not hold back any more, nor did he tell him that he would leave tomorrow, and the return journey would not be too late. Will not stop at Huashan again.As far as he is concerned, it is best not to see each other again!If we meet again, don't get involved too much, the knife in your hand can't be dropped in a single thought, I hope he will cherish himself...

After Wen Qingyi left, Su Yan'er brought over presents, Murong Qingjue saw that they were all some high-quality clothes and satin, some of which were in short supply in Chang'an City.He slightly hooked the corners of his pretty lips, not noticing Su Yan'er's expression of seeing a ghost.After rummaging through the materials, there are some top-notch gold and silver jewelry, and there is actually a pair of calligraphy and paintings mixed in!He ordered Su Yan'er to unfold the painting, but found that it was a landscape painting, and the person in that painting was Wen Qingyi.

The light in the room was dim, and he resisted his vain steps to get up and approach!It's cold in autumn, with a slight drizzle!The trees were full of flowers, and there was a grand rain of flowers.The man wore a white robe and held an umbrella as he walked past Huamo, with a gentle side face like jade, his handsome and long figure was shrouded in a faint brilliance, and all the scenery in the swaying flow became the foil of his back...

"Brother..." He said the word in his heart!Unknowingly caressing the back with her hand, Su Yan'er lowered her head while holding up the painting, but she cried out in her heart, "Third Young Master! I'm bewitched..."

I'm afraid no one in this world will see Murong Qingjue's gentle and harmless appearance. He stared at the painting obsessively, with gentle ripples in his smile.for a long time!When Su Yan'er felt that his hand was useless, he realized that he had lost his way. Feeling a little lost, he walked to the window, but saw the figure not far away... He couldn't help it There was a palpitation in his heart, and he had never felt his heart beat inexplicably because of unexpected surprises.He started to be at a loss, why hasn't he left yet?Should I go out by myself?Just when heaven and man were fighting in his mind, he found Die Che standing beside him with a lantern in his hand!

The moonlight is like water, they don't know how long they have been standing here!This pile of gifts must have been given to him by the admirer, but he passed it on to him without looking at it, and he also gave this painting as a gift.

"Put the painting away for me, don't let anyone see it, and...don't let Miss Fourth see it" He couldn't help lowering his voice when he mentioned Die Che, he didn't know why Die Che couldn't see it!He casually picked the suet nephrite hanging from his waist and handed it to Su Yan'er, "After I leave tomorrow, I will ask the servants from the other courtyard to send it to Wenfu...as a gift in return"

As a return gift?Su Yan'er took it nervously. It was a birthday gift from my concubine when the young master was ten years old. He never left his body, but this time he took it off casually and gave it to someone else. The concubine will definitely blame him when he goes back.Murong Qingjue didn't know that Yan'er was muttering in his heart, if he knew that Su Yan'er would have lost his life, Murong Qingjue would do everything he could, he would not leave a way out for himself, nor would he leave a way out for the other party.He is cold-faced and decisive, and has reached the point where everyone in Beijing is in danger.He is a rising star in the city of Chang'an, and now he is going to study with Mr. Gu to pave the way for his future.

"So you can't tell anyone about your elder brother's illness, or else his life will be in danger." Holding a lantern, she walked along the road of time with him without fear of the severe winter.

Wen Qingyi was not a talkative person, and she didn't want to hurt her life because of this matter, so she repeatedly promised her a calm and indifferent smile.

"Can I see you tomorrow?" At the end, he suddenly said to the white figure at the door.

The beautiful figure turned slightly, and looked at him with neither sadness nor joy.

"See you soon!"

When he came back tomorrow, he found that the building was already empty!Unavoidably felt a burst of disappointment in his heart, but the servants of the other courtyard took the piece of suet nephrite and said it was a gift from Mr. Murong!

He took it and thanked him, but he was still a little dizzy when he went back to the mansion!He asked people about Shangguan Hong, but was told that he was not in Huashan.It was only then that Wen Qingyi remembered that he had promised Die Che that he would go to Bailu Academy with his brothers next spring.So he went to report to his father. Unexpectedly, Father Wen was very satisfied with his current academic level, so he hurriedly sent a letter, and soon received a reply from Mr. Gu saying that he would definitely take care of the deceased's son.

In the blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year is coming, and Changkong Villa is already decorated with lights and festivities. The second younger brother Wen Zijin went to Chang'an not long ago to do some shopping, but when he rushed home, he brought a shocking news.Holy winter hunting, the two sons of the prime minister were killed!

At this time, the members of the Wen family were having tea in the living room after dinner, when they heard the news, Wen Qingyi became nervous for some reason!

"Brother, don't worry, the three or four young masters were still in Mr. Gu's mansion when the incident happened, and they hurried back to the prime minister's mansion after hearing the news."

"What a bold assassin, you dare to murder the prime minister's son in broad daylight!" Hearing that it wasn't the third or fourth son, he was really relieved!But Father Wen had a different view on this matter.He had heard of Murong Qingjue's method for a long time, although he didn't kill indiscriminately, but the method was ruthless and unmatched, the depth of the city in his chest has reached the point of no one before or after!Once these two young masters die, one can imagine who the final beneficiary will be!

Wen's father's conjecture was approved by Wen Zijin. He has traveled all over the world for so many years, and he has seen too many things about his brothers fighting against the wall. He went to school to celebrate the New Year and escaped the winter hunting of the Holy One, but he set up a lot of murderous intentions for his brothers, and he was not there. evidence of!

"It's all speculation after all." He thought of the gloomy young man who was sick, with a soft and soft face on his cold face.He said, "Then... I also wish you to find your younger brother as soon as possible!" The sentence is clearly true, such a person is obviously cold-faced and kind-hearted, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle!

"I heard that Murong Qingjue was the one you came into contact with a few days ago?" Mother Wen covered her chest with her handkerchief, her face became serious, "Isn't he the third son of the prime minister's mansion?"

"Mother, don't worry, he is very good to Yi'er!" Seeing the worry on his mother's face, he blamed himself for a while, he would not have told his father if he had known.

"Yes! I also gave my brother a jade pendant..." Wen Qingyi stood beside her mother and comforted her lightly, but Wen's mother couldn't sit still when she heard the words, "I don't think you need to go to Mr. Gu next year. He, I'm afraid..."

"Mother, Mr. Murong is also a human being, and he is also flesh and blood. You can't just kill anyone you see! I just go to study and follow Mr. Gu and not follow him. There will be a lot of young masters who will study next spring, and I haven't heard of it because of Murong Qing. Never go!"

"You! You have a kind heart, so you don't even know that Murong Qingjue will eat you later." She poked her son's head fiercely, and Mother Wen stared at Father Wen eagerly, hoping that he would dissuade her son.Father Wen asked Wen Qingyi to be careful!Avoid that person a little on weekdays, and never offend him.

Wen Zijin had no choice but to stand aside and groan!If the mother knew about the good deeds that the elder brother had done, she would faint on the spot without getting angry.

"Put away the jade pendant that Murong Qingjue gave you! Take this piece with me, and you are not allowed to take it off again." As she spoke, Mother Wen asked Tsing Yi to hand over a white jade pendant, which she held in her hand to moisten it High, fine color and luster, you can tell that it is a piece of priceless jade!He couldn't help looking over and over again, why this piece of jade was so similar to the blood jade from the "Song of Gongjuema" in his previous home, if he remembered correctly, there was a string of indistinct words on the bottom of the blood jade , which will come in handy to take a closer look.

"You don't need to look at it!" Mother Wen joked with a smile, "It says that the heart is peaceful and the appearance is peaceful, so don't spoil your eyes!"

Thinking of that piece of blood jade, it should be the one in his hand, it really isn't the real "Song of Gongjuema"!It seems that this mystery will never be solved by itself.It was God's will that the jade came back to him after going around and around.

"This Yufan is owned by the sons and daughters of the Wen family! Look at Tsing Yi and Zijin, and then look at you! The ancestral things are given to those lowly women casually, and I will never forgive you next time."

Whoops!The head was poked again, Wen Qingyi ran to Zijin's side regardless, asking to see Zijin's jade pendant.

"A gentleman should not fight" are words of blessing and warning, and Wen Qingyi is not in the mood to look at what is written on Tsing Yi's jade pendant.Because Murong Qingjue's controversy passed under Yupei's transfer!It was finally the time of the New Year, and early in the morning, Wen Qingyi, wearing a new crimson skirt and jacket, burst into Wen Qingyi's room bouncing around.

At this time, Wen Qingyi had also finished washing and washing. He was wearing a deep purple robe specially made by his mother for him. Everyone praised him extremely, but he saw himself enough in the bronze mirror!My mother said that you are not allowed to wear white during Chinese New Year today, white!White!He only loves white... It's crazy, the orders of parents cannot be violated!He can only make do.

"Tsing Yi is so beautiful today..." He pretended to be surprised and took his sister's hand to praise... Tsing Yi turned around shyly and said with a happy smile, "Really? My mother insisted that I wear this, she said it was a celebration. But the second brother said I was like a firecracker!"

Don't say...it really looks like it!But his family's Tsing Yi looks good in anything, scratching her little nose, he took his sister's hand and walked out happily.This is his first new year in this world!His parents are still alive and his brothers and sisters are alive, so what else can he ask for.

On a spring night in February, the sky is filled with snow and snow.Laughing lightly between the eyebrows of the family members, having eaten the New Year's Eve dinner and received the red envelopes!The three brothers and sisters were chasing each other in the snow, and when it was time to watch the new year, Tsing Yi Zijin couldn't bear it and went back to the room long ago and fell asleep, leaving only Wen Qingyi to stay with her parents to watch the new year!The maidservant came in to change the incense in the incense burner at this time. It may have been a long time since she had stayed up late, but Wen Qingyi fell asleep leaning on the sandalwood chair.

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Happy May Day everyone!Poor me, I still insist on working at my job to ensure everyone's travel.. Please don't drive too fast, and remember to pay attention to safety.