Ballad of Tianmen

There is a vast expanse of whiteness between the sky and the earth.

The water droplets on the eaves condensed into ice crystals, hanging upside down, trembling slightly in the wind.

On the rosewood fragrance table, a golden incense burner engraved with animal heads lightly raises submerged cigarettes, and the knife is placed on the table.The two of them sat on the couch with only their unlined clothes on, half leaning and half leaning, talking in a low voice like the murmur of a child's house.Yin Wuxin's hand was white and delicate with slender knuckles, and he was holding a piece of orange at this moment.She looked at Chu Feihuan who was resting on her lap with eyes full of expectation, smiled softly, put her finger to her lips, and when she opened her mouth, she retracted it and put it in her own mouth .

Bright eyes and bright teeth, the stream of light turns a hundred times.

Yin Wuwu seemed to be doing it on purpose, instead of swallowing the slice of orange in a hurry, he moved little by little.My heart looks like millions of claws are scratching, a little itchy.Chu Feihuan's eyes suddenly darkened.She sat up abruptly, held Yin Wuwu's shoulders, and bit at the exposed orange.Lips and teeth meet, what makes people linger is not the smell of oranges.The more you have, the more you dream of, like a never-satisfied person seeking for Yin Wuyi.

Suddenly being pushed away by someone, a few traces of dissatisfaction flashed in his misty eyes.

"Your injury." Yin Wuyi pursed her lips, and her gaze fell on her shoulder.

"No problem." Chu Feihuan replied.

"Then why don't you go to court? Are you afraid that everything will be messed up after such a long time?" Yin Wuwu's expression was gentle, but the hands that blocked Chu Feihuan obviously increased their strength, making it clear that she would not be allowed to continue. close.

Seeing this, Chu Feihuan sighed in disappointment, slid down from the couch, turned his back to Yin Wuyi and said, "Although I'm not here, those ministers still perform their duties. If they are needed all the time I am watching the court, even if it is hopeless, how dare I fight against Qin." After a pause, she continued, "Now the court of our Chu country is basically cleared, and there are not many days of peace and stability. Now, Chu State and Qin State will go to war soon, and Fu Heng is your senior sister, do you really think it's okay?"

"Chu Feihuan, what are you still doubting at this moment?" Yin Wuyi frowned, and asked again, "Have your men found Fu Heng's whereabouts in Pucheng?"

"No, such a big living person seems to have evaporated suddenly."

"It's troublesome."

"No trouble." Chu Feihuan turned around and raised her brows with a smile, her face full of confidence, "Even if she returns to Qin State safely, she will be defeated by me on the battlefield in the future, Mingyue, what do you say? Bar?"

"Don't call me Mingyue." Yin Wuyi sat on the couch, lowered her head, and a strand of hair fell from her shoulders.

"Why? Didn't I call you that before?" Taking a few steps forward, he lifted Yin Wuyi's chin with his hand, rubbed his fingers against the smooth and tender skin, and smiled into her eyes road.

With a sound of "pa--", Yin Wuyi slapped her hand mercilessly, gave her a cold look, and said slowly, "The past is the past, you--you are not the same person as before. .”

"It hurts." The back of his hand was a little red, and Chu Feihuan pretended to take a breath of air, waving in front of Yin Wuyi's eyes, and said in a tone of grievance, "Wu Wuyou was too cruel, and you just reconciled I love you, and you beat me up cruelly now. Is there no room for a moment of harmony between us? I'm still injured, and you don't even think about me."

Glancing at her, Yin Wuyi trembled a few times, feeling goosebumps all over the floor.

"Your Highness, does it hurt? Do you want me to blow it up for you?" She asked after taking Chu Feihuan's hand.

"Ah, no need." Receiving the cold knife-like gaze, Chu Feihuan quickly withdrew her hand, sat down beside Yin Wuyi, and asked, "Then you can tell me now, Xie Tianqing is Who are you?"

"It's my elder brother." In an unremarkable tone.

"Oh." Chu Feihuan nodded understandingly. "Cang Lan is determined to marry Gu Huaizhou, I don't think Feng Jing can accept it."

"..." What can't be accepted? Didn't she already know about this?He ran back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, probably because he wanted to use Feng Lin's power to break them up, or there was a deeper reason.Yin Wuyi was too lazy to say anything, tapped on the slightly stiff legs, and listened to Chu Feihuan gossiping casually.

"Gu Huaizhou is Feng Lin's favorite student. Cang Lan is afraid that he will collude with Feng Lin. Her actions can be regarded as winning over Gu Huaizhou for me. The Feng family has always been a serious problem in my heart. As long as Feng Lin lives, I will I can't be safe, but he is an important minister, and he doesn't have any clear intentions of rebellion. I can't kill him. But the Feng family can't become a climate now. Maybe he is really for my country of Chu, okay, that can only be It's a pity."

"And Min'er, I still feel a little sorry for her, she didn't make a mistake."

"Why, do you want to bring her into the mansion as compensation?" Hearing this, Yin Wuyi stopped being silent and said with a cold snort. "That's right, she has been by Your Highness's side for three years, and she is really determined. You really can't help her."

"Eh? You..."

"What's wrong with me? Huh?" Yin Wuyi narrowed his eyes slightly.Chu Feihuan remained silent.Rubbing the corner of her skirt, she thought for a while and remembered a serious matter, and asked, "Then what are you going to do, King Chu?"

"Luo'er, he's still young." Chu Feihuan said with a sigh, suppressing the disappointment in his brows.Who is the supporter behind those descendants of the aristocratic family if not Chu Luo?It was rare to see him mustering up the aura of King Chu just to get her back to power.It's really ridiculous, her younger brother who has been protecting her tightly, in the end, actually wants to lay hands on her.If she really wanted the King of Chu's throne, would there still be a day when he, Chu Luo, would take the throne?

"He is not made to be the king of Chu. Even if you conquered the world and gave it to him, he might not be able to afford this great gift. If it weren't for your elder sister's support, he would have lost his life. The state of Chu needs What you want is a wise gentleman, not a cowardly and spineless person like him. Besides, he has tried to kill you, there will be the first time, and there will be the second time..." Yin Wuwu criticized mercilessly. She kept the words in her heart for a long time.Chu Feihuan has always been so decisive, but in this matter, he indulged and tolerated Chu Luo again and again.

"Let me think about it again..." Yin Wuwu said everything that made sense.Chu Feihuan closed her eyes and leaned on Yin Wuxin's shoulder. She thought of the scene when she was a child. The little man was full of smiles, chasing her and calling her sister.She watched him grow from a baby to an adult gradually, but where did the intimacy of childhood hide?

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"Bump—" there was a sound.

In the Chu Palace, fragments of porcelain vases and two rows of candles danced in the hall.

Chu Luo curled up on the dragon chair, her face covered with tears.It's snowing outside, no wonder it's so cold.The maids knelt on the ground tremblingly without receiving orders, and did not dare to take a step away.

"Feng Xiangguo has arrived—" the order came from one place to another.

"Xuan! Xuan! Xuan!" Chu Luo suddenly jumped up from the dragon chair and ran down the white jade steps as if he had suddenly been redeemed.No scruples about the demeanor that a monarch should have.Feng Lin hunched over, covered his lips with his hands, and tried hard to suppress the coughing.Before he knelt down to salute, Chu Luo bumped into his arms, tightly clutching the hem of his clothes, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"The old minister sees the king." Kneeling tremblingly on the ground, his forehead hit the cold hall. "The veteran wants to tell his old age and return to his hometown, please ask the king for permission."

"Get up and get up." Pulling Feng Lin hard, Chu Luo's voice was clearly crying, shaking his head vigorously, and said incoherently. "No, no, no... Lord Xiangguo save the lonely king, you can't leave. I, the lonely king, am so scared, afraid of my sister, she will abolish the lonely king! Lord Xiangguo, save the lonely king. You can't go. "

Feng Lin's head was still on the floor tiles, the cold temperature made him shiver.After hearing what the King of Chu said, he only left a long sigh: "The old minister is incompetent, I beg the king to allow the old minister to return to his hometown!"

"No, no, no, no." Dou Da's teardrops streaked across Chu Luo's handsome but pale face, his legs softened, and he supported Feng Lin and cried, "I beg Mr. Xiangguo to save the lonely king... ..."

How to save it, just like Princess Xuancheng has this idea, even if she puts her life to the test, it can't make her change her mind, right?Chu Luo's crying hit his heart, and a thick bitterness spread on his lips.

"The old minister obeys the order." He heard his desolate voice echoing in the hall.