win the tripod

The night is dark and foggy, and the stars and the moon are fading away.

A woman in a bright red palace dress slowly came out from behind the screen. The long skirt dragged the floor. Several clusters of blooming peonies were embroidered on the skirt with gold thread. The woman's forehead was also outlined in gold in the shape of a peony. Tin, graceful and luxurious.

The woman looked at the dark sky outside the window, her bright red lips were slightly raised, she walked into the inner room slowly, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, let go of the neatly combed hair, and picked it up with her slender and graceful hands. Light-colored mahogany comb, comb it carefully one by one.

She raised her head and looked at the person in the mirror. In the mirror, the person had a mothed head, a creamy skin, crimson lips, seductive peach blossom eyes, and a pair of soft catkins gently held a black hair, and delicately pulled it into a pair. The knife is in a bun, and the gold-plated phoenix tassel hairpin is inserted. The person in the mirror purses his lips and smiles lightly, as beautiful as peaches and plums.

The woman stood up, took off her bright red palace dress, and put on a embroidered dress of the same color. She slowly blew out the last lamp in the room, and walked out without haste.

The fog is heavier.

There was no one on the street, only the rustling of the wind, Qiang Yanxi looked around blankly, her walking feet stopped slowly, her smooth forehead wavered lightly, she saw a woman in front of her, faintly In the mist, there was a woman with a graceful figure, but her heart was inexplicably swayed.

The woman walked out of the mist slowly, her big red sleeves fluttering in the wind, like a blooming peony, every step she took was extremely elegant and luxurious, like a lotus flower, she stopped in front of Qiang Yanxi , the bright lips parted slightly, and said softly: "Long time no see."

Qiang Yanxi's calm eyebrows and eyes moved suddenly, the woman in front of her was beautiful and charming, she was so familiar, but she didn't have this person in her mind, even if it was a bit of memory, the dart was tightly held in the palm of her hand, Qiang Yan Xi Moran said: "Who are you?"

The woman looked at her straight, smiled, and she took another step forward. The distance between the two got closer, and they were almost stuck together. Qiang Yanxi could feel the two of the man's chest The ball rubbed against her body softly, her starry eyes were lowered, her eyes were full of emotions, the woman leaned over her ear, and breathed like blue, "I am your wife."

With her slender eyebrows raised and furrowed, Qiang Yanxi withdrew and took a step back. She looked at the person in front of her expressionlessly, and said coldly, "You misidentified the person." The woman's body trembled slightly because of her sudden retreat. Leaning forward, Qiang Yanxi resisted the urge to reach out to support her, and put his arms around his arms.

The woman looked at her, but her gaze became softer. She stretched out her delicate and tender hand. Qiang Yanxi raised her eyebrows, but did not move. She let her take his hand. The woman took a light breath, and slowly pulled Holding her hand on her chest, "I'm not mistaken, you are my wife, and I am your wife."

The hand was trembling and soft, Qiang Yanxi's hand subconsciously wanted to evacuate, but the man held her tightly to prevent her from leaving, Qiang Yanxi looked at her silently, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know you." The woman shook her head, and suddenly she wrapped her arms around Qiang Yanxi's neck, and pressed her bright red lips onto her tightly pressed thin lips.

Qiang Yanxi's subconscious action was to push her away. The woman surrounding her was soft and weak, and could be pushed away with a light push, but Qiang Yanxi's outstretched hand was finally put down slowly, because this This kind of feeling, this kind of embrace, this kind of smell, even this person is so familiar, the familiarity seems to be engraved on the tip of her heart, obviously the name is on her lips, but she can't say it no matter what.

A voice in her subconscious told her that she knew this woman, and that they were more than just acquaintances.

The soft heat on her lips slowly left, Qiang Yanxi slightly lowered her head to look at the person in front of her, she stared straight at herself with a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes, as if she wanted to hook her soul Walking, Qiang Yanxi felt a dull pain in his heart as if being tightly twisted for a moment.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Remember, I am your wife, your only lover in this life, my name is...Ran Luo."

Ran Luo...

--what's your name?

——People who know my name may have turned into bones by now...

——I saved you, one life for another.

——My name is Ran Luo, Ran Ran is a lonely bamboo, with roots on Mount Tai.I am newly married to you, and the rabbit silk is attached to the female dill.

Ran Luo...

——If you are a girl, I am a rabbit.

——You want to marry me?

——Why not.

Ran Luo...Qiang Yanxi suddenly grabbed her slender arm, "You..." She frowned, but didn't know what to say, Ran Luo gently stroked the folds between her brows, gently Smiling: "It's okay...you will remember me..." She slowly broke away from Qiang Yanxi's hand, just like when she came, she suddenly came and left.

Qiang Yanxi looked down at her palm, which seemed to still retain the warmth of the man's wrist.

Ran Ran grows bamboo alone, and has roots on Mount Tai.I am newly married to you, and the rabbit silk is attached to the female dill.

——Why did you lie to me?

—I never lied to you.

—You never told me that you were...

— You never asked me either.

Who is she and what has she been hiding?Qiang Yanxi looked forward with scattered eyes, there was only a white mist in front of him, and there was no one else.

The veins on Qiang Yanxi's clenched hand were bulging, she hugged her head suddenly and squatted down slowly against the wall, she seemed to see a patch of red in front of her eyes, the red brocade quilt, the red mandarin duck pillow, the red bed curtain, the red Candles, red 囍 characters and...she wearing a big red wedding dress and herself in a big red wedding gown...

The red in front of her eyes gradually became hazy, and Qiang Yanxi slowly closed her eyes.

The mist gradually dispersed.

Beigong Qiyi lit the candle lamp in the house, and the candle flame was bright.

The worms in the jar wriggled gently, Beigong Qiyi smiled and closed the lid, her black and bright phoenix pupils were half-closed, and the red cinnabar mole on her forehead was dazzling red.

He clapped his hands lightly, and a man in brown clothes appeared immediately. Beigong Qiyi put the small jar back into the dark compartment by the bed, and asked in a low voice, "Mu Ming, how is the pavilion?" Mu Ming lowered his head. , Lian Shen said: "Reporting to the master, there are some people in the pavilion who are not peaceful." Beigong Qiyi's long eyelashes drooped, casting a dark blue shadow on her white to cold skin.

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Min lowered his head even lower, Beigong Qiyi raised his eyes, his bright red lips outlined a strange arc, he turned around, and put his hand on Mu Min's shoulder, "Remember the last time I Did you say anything?"

If someone is restless, kill... Mu Huan nodded heavily with his eyes closed.

Beigong Qiyi's smile became more and more beautiful, his eyes looked into the distance through the closed window, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, "It's about time..." Mu Ming looked at him, pursed his lips tightly, Silent.

Beigong Qiyi slowly withdrew her gaze and sighed, "I've been waiting for so long..."