Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-6-29:51:19字数：1936

There seems to be no daylight here, no matter how long it has passed, there is always a bright moon hanging high.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest quietly, counting the slow and powerful heartbeats one after another, and he remained silent...

The silence speaks.

After a long time, she asked softly: "Ziyin...you know that Hongyu was in Tianyong City before, and was afraid of you for a while?"

"...Why?"

"When I saw you, I didn't dare to approach you. It was cold, as if I would be severely reprimanded if I approached you again."

"..."

"Hehe..." She raised her head. At this time, the hair and upper body clothes of the two of them were finally dry, and it was finally no longer so cold. She looked at him, and suddenly felt that the previous "high mountains can be looked up to, but this is nothing to do." Fen"... at this moment, so strange, yet so familiar.

"...Does Ziyin know, when did Hongyu... move his mind?"

He seemed to be thinking seriously, and after a while, he shook his head slightly.

"I started to feel yearning, it was when Anlu met you..."

"Ji's family, have you always been so rude to you and Miss Yu?"

"It's a long story...Maybe they always thought I was a seductress who seduced Qiuhai. They don't know the breath of the sword spirit..."

……

"I started to feel that my heart belonged. It was watching you and the mighty elder holding a sword in the sword tower... At that time, I thought, I have lived for so long, and I have never seen such a chic and magnificent sword control... Really' Raise your sleeves and brush the clouds, hold your sword to make white snow'..."

Ziyin didn't answer, as if he was savoring the two words Hongyu said carefully.Hongyu slightly raised her head, stared at her, and said with a smile, "Master Daoist, it's rare that you don't say 'dare not' to me."

He frowned slightly, Daoist...?

It is clear that she is calling out now in a very relaxed and teasing tone, and there is an intimacy that others cannot get involved in between words.

"Then that night, I tried Yingyun Sword with you in the sword tower. During the fight, I remembered the matter of Jingwang... Looking back carefully, you and I have never really played against each other, but every time I feel that I have fought against you... …Very happy."

Ziyin shook his head almost calmly, thinking to himself: "It's even more impossible to get serious with you in the future."

"Then Hongyu has been around for a long time, and I have longed for it... For thousands of years, Ziyin is the first... and the only one..."

"So you want to be my sword spirit and stay by my side?"

"Yeah, I really have no other choice but this."

"...You know...Miss Yu once told me that if you want to stay, please don't refuse me."

Hongyu asked in surprise, "Xiaolian?"

"Well... she said, you decide where you want to go, but if you want to stay, let me not refuse."

"Stupid child..." Hongyu laughed, "Looking at it this way, it looks like her elder sister Yu is like an unmarried daughter, begging Bailai to stay in Tianyong City and beg Elder Holding Sword to take him in, haha."

It seemed like he hadn't seen her like this for a long time, her long sleeves lightly covered her vermilion lips, she spoke from the bottom of her heart and smiled sweetly, her voice was clear and soft...

"Ziyin..."

"what?"

"The first time we met... When did you know that I am a sword spirit?"

"When I entered the door, I felt a little...Looking at your breath, I already knew half of it in my heart. After seeing the ancient sword and the poem, I was basically sure."

"At that time, you were still staring at me... Daoist, can you change it? Do you know that when you see a sword, or a sword spirit, you have the habit of staring straight at me? In Chang'an, you are the same Look at Sister Moxie."

"...you can't judge without concentrating on it...and...didn't you try to embarrass me very rudely at that time?"

"Yeah, can flowers grow on my face?..."

Recalling the old stories now, both of them feel a little nostalgic.

He recited a passage very familiarly...

"The nine-fold ring is beautiful and beautiful, and a section of red silk is charming and long. In the past, there was three feet of water in the box, and it used to fight the blue frost with the bright moon."

"You, remember?"

"of course."

"..."

"I don't know what the person who wrote this poem looks like, but...it suits you very well..."

"Master Taoist, do you still know poetry?"

"Know a thing or two, just understand it. If you teach those two children to read and write, if you don't understand it at all, how can you be a teacher?"

I really don't remember when it was such a relaxed chat, but it was definitely the happiest day in the millennium.

"The Taoist priest is humble. Hongyu really doesn't know anything about these things... From now on, it will be good if I can grind ink and lay paper for you by your side. Don't laugh at me."

"Really...?" Ziyin looked at her quietly, with a clear and soft voice, and said in a deep voice: "The mountains and rivers will never change, let it change in the wind and rain, the rock is like the original heart, and the memories are deep.... I don't think so. Like the handwriting of an illiterate person."

"...!" Hongyu's mouth was slightly opened. The secret sentence she secretly wrote on the scroll that day, why... immediately blushed, and wanted to explain it, but he didn't know how to explain it.

No matter how long I have lived, how much I have experienced, how others say that I am calm, mature, and wise, I am still so "real" and "clumsy" when facing the person I love. I am afraid that most people in the world are like this...

Seeing her embarrassment, Ziyin turned her head and smiled calmly, but she didn't want her to see it.

"How did you know?"

"You forgot to write it yourself, put it on my case..."

"...that's my thing, how can you open it casually..."

"..." Ziyin was speechless, and suddenly felt that maybe this was her truest temperament, frank and direct... No matter what, she couldn't keep her straight face anymore.

She slowly moved closer to stare at him and said, "The priest said, what punishment should be given for peeking at other people's letters?"

"...I didn't mean to..."

She suddenly held his arms lightly with both hands, raised her head, and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

This time it was his turn to stop talking halfway through, his eyes were still clear, but when he looked closely, he didn't have the usual shocking feeling at all.

Come to think of it, it took so long, so long, and I lived almost a thousand years before I realized the love of a mortal girl at the age of sixteen or seventeen. I thought it didn't belong to me. , love itself, is one of the simplest things.

"We...are so old, if others see us, how can we laugh..." Hongyu teased.

He shook his head lightly and said: "In the past, I heard people say 'it's all about your heart', why should you care about these things?"