The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

Cun Xin returned to the palace, retreated the servants, healed the scratches on her legs with self-exercise skills, took a piece of wet white cloth, and carefully wiped off the dirt on her legs, while she was busy, Yang Jian pushed open the door, and the wind blew in. Swipe backwards and tremble.

Yang Jian approached, took the white cloth from Cun Xin's hand, and saw that there was no blood on it, he felt relieved, and sighed: "It's my fault, you are so tired and startled."

Cun Xin got up and went to the bed, went to the hairpin ring, loosened her hair, and said after a while: "I'm not hurt." She put her long hair on her chest, and suddenly said in doubt: "Actually, I haven't seen that Princess An Le, more If there is no offense to her, why does she have to put me to death?"

Yang Jian frowned: "She came after me, I..." But the following words remained silent.

Cun Xin frowned: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, your mind has twists and turns, and I don't necessarily understand it if you say it."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then carefully considered his words and said, "An Le wanted to make friends with me, but I rejected her, so she became angry from embarrassment..."

Cun Xin stopped combing her hair, then smiled and said: "Yes. I heard from Mrs. Wu that in the past, Princess Taiping liked Wu Youji, the general of Youwei Zhonglang, but he was already married, so Empress Wu executed Youji's original wife. That's why you are able to submit to the Lord." Her tone was neither salty nor weak, but Yang Jian's eyelids twitched.

"It's a pity that you, the princess, have found the wrong person." Cun Xin put together a bundle of jet-black hair, braided it into a braid, and said: "We are not a real husband and wife, you are free to kill me or not." .”

Yang Jian approached, and the shadow cast by the light shrouded Cun Xin's face with great coercion: "After all, you are still so eager to draw a line with me." Cun Xin was about to answer, Xiansheng Zhenjun had already disappeared go.

When Yang Jian returned to the mansion, it was already four o'clock in the sky, and Cun Xin was not in the room. The room was pitch black, and the brocade quilt on the couch was folded neatly, without any mess.Yang Jia Erlang's heart seemed to have been dug out by someone's hand. It was empty at first, and then a dull pain spread along his chest.

Cun Xin just left.He originally said that he would send her back after being busy for a while, but he broke his promise after all.These days in Luoyang, although Yang Jian is so busy that he does not touch the ground, his heart is more at ease than ever before. However, it turns out that all Qin Se and Ming Yuan are just his own wishful thinking, and Cun Xin doesn't want to take a step forward at all. , It's all Yang Jian's yellow beam dream, when he wakes up, it's still empty.Yang Jian's throat choked up, thinking of the hug on the West Sea, that was the only time Yang Jian took her in his arms since he and Cun Xin had known each other for 200 years, but it was also the last time.Looking at the lonely back of the dragon girl, he stretched out his hand in vain, trying to grab something, but he only held the howling sea breeze.

Before Cun Xin appeared, Yang Jian was full of blood and hatred, and never thought of getting married.After she appeared, Yang Jian never thought about marrying another woman.Even in a dream, Chang'e in red makeup snuggled up to her, and when she spoke, it was still a familiar, Cunxin voice.

I vaguely remember someone who said: "When you are destined to lose, the only thing you can do is not to forget."But since that year, Yang Jian has forgotten a lot of people and things. He has forgotten Nezha who is righteously married to Jinlan and bathed in blood. He has forgotten the Meishan brothers who swore to follow him to death. He also forgot his only wife, who was bound by the rules of heaven and locked in the West Sea.

His mother died because of him, the third sister was trapped in Huashan because of him, Cun Xin was imprisoned in the three realms at the bottom of the sea because of him, Ding Xiang and the fourth princess almost lost their souls because of him. How can he be worthy of the infamy he has borne?

Hundreds of years of intrigue, how many times lives hang by a thread, and now the clouds are open, but Cun Xin has let go.

Yang Jian turned around stiffly, lit the candlestick, and wiped the cups on the table with his fingers—the tea was still lukewarm, obviously Cun Xin had just left.

It was late at night, and the water in Posu Pool was very cold. Occasionally, a water bird flapped its wings and flew over the pool, and its sad song sounded in the empty palace garden.The dragon girl's limbs slowly stretched out in the water, and the braids at the back of her head were also washed away by the current waves. Seaweed was wrapped around her arms and slender waist. The deep pool water blocked everything outside. It was so quiet, like a mother's embrace.Cun Xin's eyes were slightly closed, and her expression was as serene as a baby's. From a distance, her body seemed to be embedded in a huge piece of amber, motionless.

As if sensing someone on the shore, Cun Xin slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils gleaming silvery in the moonlight, seeing that it was Yang Jian, he smiled gently: "Do you want to come down?" Yang Jian froze, although the night was quiet, but After all, it was the back garden of the palace, but he only hesitated for a moment, set up a restriction with a formula, and stepped into the water.

On the fourth watch day of early autumn, when the water flooded Yang Jian's chest, his heart froze so hard that his heart froze, but Cun Xin didn't seem to notice it. She moved her arms and retreated, and her dress followed the water tightly against her waist. The body is exquisite.A small red fish swam past her eyes, and Cun Xin raised his hand to pinch its tail, struggling to escape.The dragon girl smiled and said, "Look, there are still fish here!" Her expression darkened, "There are only seaweeds under the Guanchou sea, and even a shrimp can't swim through it."

This is the first time Yang Jian heard about Cun Xin being banned from Xihai.He watched Cun Xin step into the cage step by step on the West Sea, and he never saw her again for 200 years.Yang Jian only knew that Cun Xin was deprived of her title by the Jade Emperor and imprisoned in the wilderness of the West Sea for more than 200 years, but she never knew how she survived those years under the sea of ​​sorrow.Cun Xin let go, watched the little fish swim away in a hurry, lowered his head and smiled and said: "The seaweed is actually quite good, I reappeared in my original body, and was wrapped around my body by those seaweed layer upon layer, wrapping my scales, Snuggle up and fall asleep."

Yang Jian swam over, gently held Cun Xin in his arms, buried his head in her thick long hair, and murmured: "I thought you were gone."

"I wanted to use the water to escape back to the West Sea, but I didn't dare to leave after entering the water. I was afraid that you would go into the palace to kill that Princess Anle..." Cun Xin slightly pushed Yang Jian away, and watched carefully His expression said, "You are a god, taking the life of a mortal for a trivial matter is a violation of the rules of heaven."

Yang Jian chuckled: "Are you afraid that I've violated the rules of heaven, so you stay here, are you going to take the blame for me?" Cun Xin was a little embarrassed, and turned her head away from him: "Where did you go just now?"

Yang Jian's big hand passed through Cun Xin's black hair, pressed her back into his arms, and said softly: "Don't worry, An Le is still alive for the time being. Although I am angry, I am not so confused yet." Zhong's delicate body relaxed, his warm forehead softly leaned against his shoulder, and his low voice was like a cat muttering: "Erlang, I'm very tired..."

Cun Xin slept until noon and did not get up until the afternoon. After washing and washing, she heard the old lady outside the door loudly announcing Mrs. Wu's visit, so she hurriedly got up to welcome her out.Cun Xin was standing in front of the steps, looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "Madam looks fine."

Cun Xin hurriedly stepped forward to salute, but was grabbed by Mrs. Wu and said: "You are my savior, why should you be so polite?" After saying that, she took Cun Xin's hand and walked into the room to sit down.When the servants offered tea, Mrs. Wu glanced away, and the nuns and the servants all withdrew, and closed the door again.

Cun Xin knew that she had something to say, so she was not in a hurry, took a sip of tea, and waited for Mrs. Wu to speak.Mrs. Wu held up the tea bowl, put aside the tea leaves floating on the surface, took a sip slowly, and said with a smile: "The tea leaves are poured out, but the water is not as much as Zhangquan in Yaochi."