The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

"So, the cat ghost didn't have time to strike, so Empress Wu escaped?" Cun Xin asked, turning the teacup.

Yang Jian remained silent.Last night, the cat ghost was obviously hidden among the warriors and ready to move. For a moment, Yang Jian could almost hear the cat's low growl, but because of his many eyes, he never had the opportunity to open his third eye to check.After Li Xian left, Yang Jian found another excuse to return to Yingxianyuan, but he couldn't feel any trace.He shook his head and said: "You don't want to go out in the near future, I guess that cat ghost already knows my whereabouts. There is my spell in this mansion, and she dare not come here for a while."

Cun Xin shrugged her shoulders, it was just right not to go out, anyway, according to what the nanny wanted, maybe this relationship really didn't need to be married, and it would save her the trouble of marrying someone else.She continued a cup of tea for Yang Jian with a smile and said, "I mean, you didn't send a letter yesterday, which kept me up all night until dawn..." She stopped suddenly, her face pale. Hong swallowed the words that followed.

Yang Jian looked at Cun Xin, the dragon girl's almond eyes were slightly dark blue, she looked very tired, obviously she didn't sleep well last night.Yang Jian only thought that she was so exhausted from being busy with Li Longji's concubine, but she never thought that it was because she was worried about herself and stayed up all night. I'll go to Xihai when things are over here..." But someone outside the door said loudly: "Sir, the lord is here." Yang Jian put down his teacup helplessly, smiled at Cun Xin, and stood reluctantly. Get up and follow the servant.

Cun Xin looked at his back, as if she had overturned a bottle of five flavors in her heart, unable to tell what it was like.What Yang Jian just meant was that he would go to Xihai after the work here is over. As for why he went to Xihai, Cunxin didn't dare to think about it.Xiansheng Zhenjun has only been to the West Sea once in 400 years since he entered the Heavenly Court. He still pretended to be Cun Xin to investigate the case and did not visit her family and parents.Before that, Yang Jian had only seen Cun Xin's father and elder brother once during the marriage robbing season.

What are you going to do?Cun Xin smiled wryly.She is no longer the naive and romantic dragon girl who first opened her eyes 400 years ago. She has all her heart on Yang Jian, and she only hopes that her sweetheart can get together with her family and have a good time with her. The name "Yang Jian" means an unspeakable painful memory for the whole Xihai in those long years in the past.She thought back to the Linde Hall she saw in the evil mirror, her father's forbearance, her mother's helplessness, and when she returned to Xihai, her elder brother's resentment whenever she mentioned Yang Jian—if they knew that Cun Xin was still living with Yang Jian at this moment In one place, they are called husband and wife, maybe they will be so angry that they will drive themselves out of the house again and cut off their kinship.

Since you can't mention it, don't mention it.Leaning on her left arm, Cun Xin slowly lay down on the tea table.There are still light brown water stains on the rim of the teacup Yang Jian drank, but the tea in the cup has lost its temperature.Cun Xin dipped her index finger in the tea, and wrote on the case over and over again—green clothes, green clothes and yellow lining.The heart is worried, and I will take care of myself.With her fingertips, the water seeps into the wood texture little by little, and then dries away little by little.She and Yang Jian are just like this cup of tea. Even if it's the best tea, once it's cold, you can't drink it anymore.

Cun Xin didn't sleep well the night before, but last night she was full of sweet dreams. When she opened her eyes, it was already dawn. While getting up, he fell asleep on the couch in a daze.Taking a deep breath, Cun Xin pushed away the brocade quilt, got up, approved the clothes and shoes.She looked at the thin and heavy golden platform shoes on the floor beside the couch, and couldn't help smiling. In the dimness of last night, she actually arranged a pair of silk shoes so neatly.

wait!Cun Xin was stunned, she was always casual, she would always kick her shoes left and right, and go straight to the bed.In the past at Guankou, whenever Yang Jian was at home, he would sigh without saying a word, go down to help her arrange the shoes, and then come up and lie down.Cun Xin looked at her feet, the lace-up socks she wore last night were gone, and she was only wearing a tight-fitting jacket——Yang Jian has been back!Not only came back, but also carried Cun Xin to the bed, and helped her take off her outer shirt, shoes and socks.

Cun Xin slumped on the couch, staring blankly at the pattern of butterflies wearing flowers embroidered on the ceiling.When he was in Yang's mansion, every time he quarreled, Yang Jian would walk away without seeing anyone for a whole day, or even a whole month.At first, Cun Xin would sit and wait for him under the big pagoda tree in the courtyard. After a long time, she got used to it. When Yang Jian left, Cun Xin would just water the flowers, feed the fish, embroider, and cook tea as if nothing had happened, until Yang Jian came back quietly at some time. Picking up Cun Xin, who was so tired and falling asleep, she placed her on the couch in the bedroom.In the early morning of the next day, the two looked at each other and smiled, as if the previous quarrel had never happened.Days like this came and went, and Cun Xin once thought that she and Yang Jian would continue like this forever.

I remember that when I was young, my mother often said that accumulating love makes blessings, and accumulating resentment becomes disaster.During those 1000 years, Cun Xin and Yang Jian quarreled time and time again, pretending to be calm and forgetting again and again, completely unaware that the relationship between the two was already in jeopardy, and finally collapsed on that Mid-Autumn Festival.

After 400 years of separation, Cun Xin never thought that she would get along with Yang Jian like this one day.Unexpectedly, after going around and going around, the two of them came together again for no reason. Except that they never quarreled, everything else was surprisingly similar.Cun Xin suddenly wanted to know, when will all this in front of her come to an abrupt end?

On Jiachen in November of the first year of the Shenlong, the Emperor Jinlun Shengshen, who moved to the Xianju Hall of Shangyang Palace, issued the last edict, which was said to be located in Prince Li Xian. , known as the Great Sage Queen of Zetian.On the day the imperial edict was issued, Wu Zhao let go and left at the age of eighty.

Yang Jian was much busier than before. Because of his contribution to the restoration of the Li family, Li Dan praised Yang Jian as the servant of Zhongshu. Yang Jian insisted on resigning. And Linzi Princess Wang took it back, and prepared Li Longji's concubine acceptance ceremony together with Cun Xin.

Cun Xin was perplexed, she thought that after Empress Wu died, Yang Jian would be able to retire, and she could go back to Xihai to take Yu Sinian with her, and then go to the underworld to find her relatives, but she didn't want the Jade Emperor to send a piece of paper with a beige leaf , so that Yang Jian stayed in Luoyang, waited for the situation on time, and could not leave lightly.

The third princess of Xihai stared at the leisurely and contented Yang Jian in disbelief, and suddenly her face collapsed, and she threw the golden note paper as wide and narrow as a bamboo slip in her hand on the table: "I really can't go?"

Yang Jian shook his ink fan, looking calm like a baby just waking up: "The words 'Don't leave lightly' are written on the back of the paper, you can see it." Cun Xin put his hand on his forehead: "Si Nian is still waiting for me in the West Sea. …”

Yang Jian smiled and said nothing, he actually had no objection to following the Jade Emperor's will to stay in Dongdu.Although he was too busy during these times, every time he went back to his room, someone always left a lamp and warmed a pot of tea, which was a world of difference compared to the loneliness and desolation in the secret room of the temple.Yang Jian is never afraid of being alone. He can get together with friends, call loams and pheasants, shoot with carved saddles, or be alone with green lights, reading books and drinking tea, and is contented.But after thousands of years of wind and rain, after looking at the vicissitudes of life, the thick fog and clouds cleared, he found that in his heart, he still hoped that there would be someone who would hand in hand lean on the fence and count the jackdaws after dusk.And this person was sitting right in front of him, with a thin face of anger, slender eyebrows wrinkled, slender white teeth biting his lower lip, and a pair of Jianshuiqiu pupils staring intently at the Beiye note, as if he couldn't say no. Completely wronged and angry.

Yang Jian put away the fan, picked up the beige leaf note, and shook his fingers lightly, the flames that came from nowhere instantly swallowed it up.Cun Xin said disconsolately: "I don't understand why the Jade Emperor still won't let you leave after Empress Wu is dead."

"Although the royal family of the Li family has been restored, the current situation is not stable." Yang Jian blew the ashes on his hands, "What's more, the queen mother has not yet returned to her throne."

"So the Jade Emperor ordered you to continue to visit Luoyang?" Cun Xin raised her eyebrows. "He just told me 'Don't leave lightly'," Yang Jian smiled, "If he doesn't tell me, I won't ask."