Purple Qi Donglai

The plain white robe was slightly rippling with the breeze, and he wanted to lift the robe to climb the steps, but was hurriedly thrown into his arms by a pale pink figure.

Yu Yang glanced at Feng Jiu faintly, and there was a little tenderness and a smile in his eyes,

"Why did you run out?" He said with a faint smile in the corner of his eyes, passing through the blue-black hair between his fingers, gently brushing the soft hair, with a little pampering and nostalgia,

"I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I came out by chance to see if I could find you," Feng Jiu raised her head from Yu Yang's arms and said, her dark starry eyes showed a faint concern, and she suddenly felt a little long-lost. Familiar with deep nostalgia,

"Do you have a name?" Yu Yang pinched her white and slightly bulging cheeks with his hands. Although she looked thin, there was still a little flesh on her face, which seemed a little cute.

"Feng Jiu," Feng Jiu replied tentatively, with a little anxiety and expectation in his eyes, can he still remember his name?Will he still remember the nine-tailed red fox who accompanied him every day in the Taichen Palace, a trace of thoughts in his mind,

"Jiu'er?" Yuyang said without any pause, which made him tremble in his heart, and some blurred pictures appeared in his mind for a while. When he was young, he would always dream of some pictures in the middle of the night. She wore a red dress and walked barefoot in the sea of ​​peach trees and flowers. The sound of Buddha bells echoed in her ears. There would always be a man in purple standing opposite her. After all, she couldn’t see the two of them clearly. Even the figure was very vague, but the man in purple always whispered to the woman in red, Jiu'er,

When Feng Jiu heard the sound of "jiu'er", tears burst out of her lacrimal glands instantly, and the only line of defense in her heart was completely opened, two lines of tears gushed out along the breeze, and silently fell on both sides of her cheeks.

"Donghua, do you remember?" Her voice trembled slightly, as if she had exhausted a lot of strength to say it, Bai Jiu's hands trembling slightly stroked the cheeks of the man in front of her, her heart ached, and she felt a little restrained The unstoppable sadness, the 900 years of grievances in my heart seem to gradually disintegrate with the sound of nine children, melting into tears, overflowing in my heart,

"This king just thinks it's quite familiar. Seeing that you don't like this king calling you like this, I just don't want to call you," Yuyang said flatly, and then took out the white square from his cuff. Towel, carefully wipe the tears on Feng Jiu's face, the brows are full of tenderness, the eyes are full of distress, and for a while, I feel that my heart is a little sore and swollen, and the heartache is gradually flowing along the heart. It's coming, I'm so depressed that I can't breathe,

"Then I will always call you Donghua, we will never be separated forever." The low and hoarse voice revealed a little sadness, and the tears in the eyes rolled turbulently in the eye sockets.

Yu Yang's hand gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling warm in her heart for a moment, and the thought of wanting to be inseparable from her forever and ever, even if it's just because her soul returns to the loess, and a handful of blood is sprinkled on the bones , even if it was the moment when he fell to the ground, even if it was the moment when the iron sword pierced his chest, even if it was only a short tenderness, he would have no regrets.

"You can call me whatever you want, no matter what you call me, I will answer you." A smile appeared on the corner of Yuyang's mouth, his voice was deep and tender,

Gusts of breeze came, blowing away some of the catkins, and the white catkins fell from the wind along the branches and leaves, and landed on the shoulders of the two, between the black hair and in the eyebrows.

The flimsy catkins fell on Bai Jiu's palm, which seemed to have the warmth of the sun, and a tinge of warmth rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Jiu'er, follow me to see the peach grove in the south of the city. The peach blossoms are in full bloom in early April." The warm breath from the nose sprinkled on the small ears, which made the earlobe a little pink.

Yu Yang didn't wait for Feng Jiu's reaction after finishing speaking, quickly wrapped his arms around Feng Jiu's waist with one hand, leaped lightly, and jumped on the horse, with the soap boots lightly clamped on both sides of the horse's belly, there was only a whistling sound, and the plain white robes intertwined The pale pink dress is rippling in the wind, gradually disappearing among the catkins,