Jianghai Wuyue

The sound of wind like blowing snow came in from the window sash, bringing with it the smell of thin and cool snowflakes, which made Chen Ling's dreams seem to be covered with a layer of bleak frost and snow.

He seems to have returned to the tower that even the time has been forgotten, and what he sees every day is the same dull color.It seemed to be forever covered with dark, lazy, lifeless dust, and even the smell in the mouth and nose was such a lifeless smell.

He never knew that one day he would be able to hate these two colors to such an extent, but he felt extremely disgusted at the first glance, and wished that there would be no such colors in the world.

The Yanhui Pagoda was strongly advocated by the Chen family, and ocher, blue and white were used extensively in order to make the Yanhui Pagoda reveal a simple and elegant atmosphere in a silent place.The long and long legendary history of Tianmu Mountain is meticulously engraved on the wall, among which is the current Tianmu Mountain Sword Master Qi Mengtang's shocking demeanor with a sword.There was even a statue of Qi Mengtang in it, and Lin Si, who was serving him, was specially asked to understand what Qi Mengtang looked like.I hope that if Chen Ling sees it at that time, he will be happy in his heart, and he will be able to support his children more.

Since the completion of the tower, the people of Yuzhou City flocked to move, just seeing the fairy-like figure who is far away in the sky, which is impossible to see in this life, and they are satisfied.

I don't know what happened later, but it gradually became a place to pray for one's wishes.The statue of the master is constantly burning with incense, and the place that was originally as pure as the moon in the sky has suddenly become a smoky place in the world.

Chen Ling went to see it in his last life. At that time, he felt so helpless in his heart that he just read it as if he had seen it, and he didn't want his master to know.I also praised it, it is a quiet and elegant place.In the end, sure enough, he spent the most pure half of his life in this pagoda.

At the beginning, he also fought for it. Relying on his martial arts, he thought that it was just a pagoda, and it was a pagoda that he had studied in detail, so it would be difficult to get out.

People say that young people are naive and don't know the dangers of the world, so they must be talking about him.Thinking about it now, how could he be so naive, thinking that he could easily escape the guards and see the light of day.

The guards in the tower are much stricter than he imagined, it can be said that there is a post every five steps, and a post every ten steps.It is exactly the same as the battle used to guard the willow leaf scimitar back then.

And that man was a nightmare that made him feel even more tortured.

He was imprisoned on the highest and widest building, standing on the railing, as if he could pluck the stars from the sky with his hand.Especially on the night of the bright moon, the silvery moonlight is like flowing wine, with a green and solemn air, before drinking the real wine, the eyes are slightly drunk, and the drunkenness is surging.

Such a scene, if it was in the past, he would definitely bring a jug of good wine and get drunk until dawn.It's just that being locked up in this place now, facing the same scenery every day, really doesn't make him feel much joy.

The man was wrapped in a pitch-black robe and wore a silver iron mask on his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.Like a ghost, it rises from the ground, and as soon as it meets its face, it coldly defeats all Chen Ling's weak camouflage.

Even in a dream, through the turbulent blood mist, he could clearly see those mocking and indifferent eyes.After time passes, it still makes him tremble with fear.

"Young Master! Young Master! Wake up!" Lin Si's voice slowly pierced through the hazy fog, and exploded in Chen Ling's head, pulling Chen Ling's fragile thoughts back suddenly.Chen Ling shook his legs convulsively, curled his fists tightly, and woke up dripping with sweat.

In a haze, I saw Lin Si's anxious expression guarding the bed, and seeing that Chen Ling finally woke up, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"My lord, did you have a nightmare?" Lin Si didn't care about any more subtle searches, and asked straightforwardly: "You have been in such a restless state for several days, I don't know what happened? If there is any difficulty, the son will write a letter and ask the suzerain for advice."

Chen Ling smiled thinly, his lips were as pale as the Phalaenopsis placed by the table.The eyeballs were foggy, as if surrounded by a sad and gloomy atmosphere, and under the dim candlelight, they looked bleak like a ghost that was gone with the wind.

"I didn't even have a clue about such a thing. I told the master, but it just added to my worries." Chen Ling threw the soft quilt aside, took the plain pajamas and wiped the hair on his head indiscriminately. sweat.The too pale color reminded Chen Ling of the days when he was locked in the tower for no reason.

"Take this pajamas and burn them. Don't use such pajamas in the future. Change them to brighter colors." Chen Ling brushed his sweaty hair to his chest, frowned, and walked toward it with bare feet. Go to the Tangquan Pool in the backyard, "Go and ask Langyue if she is free now, if not, you can also come to soak in the Tangquan to get rid of the cold."

Lin Si frowned, and didn't want to care about this gloomy young man, but he couldn't go against Chen Ling's words at all, so he went away unhappy.

For the hot spring in the backyard of Cangyue Mountain, someone specially burned bamboo snow charcoal and placed it under the pool of Yulongshi.The water boiled in this way has the effect of dispelling all kinds of diseases like a natural hot soup spring.This pool, the entire Chen family, is only found in Cangyue Mountain, Xiaoxiangzhou, and the old lady's courtyard.

Beside the gray and white stone, an aquamarine lamp has already been lit, and the blue light is shining on the steaming water waves, like the endless sea being boiled by the golden crow in the morning and evening.

The maids were all sent out by Chen Ling, took off their clothes and soaked in the hot spring, and felt the heat return from their bodies after being steamed by the warm heat.

There are wine bottles in the wooden tray floating on the water, and a shallow wine is poured in the biyingying small wine glass.It was originally an amber-colored liquor, but when it was smoked by the sea-blue light, it became a little bluer in the ripples.

The pink and white petals floated from nowhere, fell into the water, swayed with the waves, floated on the side of Chen Ling's arm, and stuck to the honey-colored skin, as if a birthmark had been born.

Chen Ling took the petals down, but when he raised his eyes, he saw more petals falling from the sky as if blown by the wind.The pink and light petals threw themselves all over Chen Ling.Standing in a daze in the water, Chen Ling lowered his head and glanced at the water waves, just like the flower god reborn in the water, amazed by the pale years.

"Your Excellency is a chivalrous man. You gave me such a gift. Why don't you come out and talk with me next night while holding candles? It's also a good story." But after a moment of bewilderment, Chen Ling quickly realized that this was playful. The thick and unrestrained knight, stared at him.

After a while, there was a pleasant chuckle in the air, and as the petals gradually disappeared, a person in red and purple clothes stepped on the soft and empty petals and fell into the air.

The boots with black and red gold patterns on the feet touched the edge of the pool, and the hem of the clothes fluttered violently, facing the faint blue light, the flashing silver light revealed the faint dragon pattern on the hem of the clothes.Pinned to her waist is a hole flute, the white jade is transparent and vague, and the pattern of the phoenix carrying each other can still be seen on it.

The young prince who came into the world in the dark night, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and soft gleam in his dark pupils, smiled and bowed to Chen Ling, "I'm Jing'an Haiyuan Qingzhang. Look at the handsome and incomparable young master. , In this snowy night, there is only a pool of bleak white water to accompany the young master, it is really unbearable. I invited the mountain cherry blossoms from Shande Temple to drink alone for the young master on a moonlit night, adding some color."

Yuan Qingzhang looked at the light powder in the pool with a smile, and nodded in satisfaction, "Looking at the appearance of spring in my arms, my son, it seems that my wild cherry blossoms are not in vain."

Chen Ling sat back into the water slowly, with pink and white cherry blossoms floating beside him, and gently scooped up a handful of water as the water rippled and undulated.The clear water waves in the palm reflected the bright white moon in the sky, like a moon in water in the palm of the hand.

"Yuan Qingzhang, the head of Jing'an Sea." Chen Ling's eyes reflected the moon in the water, not as dark as Yuan Qingzhang's eyes, but a kind of warm light black.Even with a cold tone, there is always a soft moon in his eyes, "Jing'an Sea is thousands of miles away from Yuzhou. As far as I know, Jing'an Sea should be the most lively festival for the birthday of the water god. Shouldn't the head of the family be presiding over the matter in Jing'an Sea at this time? How could he personally invite the cherry blossoms from Shande Temple in this city of Yuzhou? Isn't it just to make my long night a little more romantic? "

The corners of Yuan Qingzhang's eyes were soft and gentle, and the purple gold folding fan held in his hand opened with a "shua", revealing a fan with a picture of snow cherry spring outing.Among the falling snow cherry blossoms, there is a frivolous figure.Plain blue clothes, a slightly turned side face.Can't see clearly, also hazy.But the charm in it is penetrating, and one glance will make people recognize that it is Chen Ling himself.

"I have been in love with you, Young Master, for a long time. What I did today was indeed just to make you smile."

The sudden affection made Chen Ling stunned, never expecting that it was because of this.

Chen Ling bent his eyebrows and smiled lightly, his lips were rosy, covered with a layer of water vapor, not as gloomy as before, and he was a gentle and bright son who was praised by everyone in the mountain gate on weekdays.

"Patriarch Yuan's words, regardless of whether they are true or not, I just hear them now, and I am really happy." Chen Ling pushed a wine glass over, and spun a circle around the edge of the pool.

Yuan Qingzhang was in a good mood and sat on the stone carving of the dragon head spraying water, his feet hanging on the water, shaking.Always when he was about to hook into the water in the pool, a shallow shadow slipped across the water surface like a wild goose without a trace.

"This wine is indeed good wine, with a mellow aroma, but not intoxicating." Yuan Qingzhang drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, but did not return the glass after drinking it.Holding the exquisite and small wine glass with his fingers, his fingertips slowly rubbed on the smooth wall of the glass, as if stroking Chen Ling who was far away at the other end.

"The Qiu Ning Sword Immortal of Tianmu Mountain that I saw in the past is not as gloomy as it is now. The haze all over your body almost drowns you." The warmth in the corners of Yuan Qingzhang's eyes did not fade, and he said , but with a bone-scraping knife, he silently scraped off the most painful part of Chen Ling.

Chen Ling looked up at the incomplete crescent moon in the sky, showing a sneer, "Once upon a time? Patriarch Yuan has already said that it was once upon a time. The world has changed, once upon a time, like yesterday's flowers, all blooming and failing. How did you ever understand me? , how can I say that I have become gloomy and bleak."

How good life was once today, he will miss it all the time.It's just that in the end, there is no going back.