The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

The boundless darkness.

Cun Xin carried a gold-plated crystal lantern, and the dim light and shadow swayed in the dark wilderness, only enough to illuminate the path in front of him.From a distance, this lamp looks like a firefly hovering in the night sky. The flickering light is swallowed by the dark night like thick ink bit by bit, but it stubbornly refuses to go out.

Cun Xin didn't know how long he had to go.The City of Dead Death in my memory is just a dozen miles away from the sixth hall of King Biancheng.The last time I came here, perhaps because I was with Yu Sinian, Cun Xin didn't feel that the road for more than ten miles was rough, nor was it as difficult as it is now.At this moment, as far as her eyes could see, she could only see a small area illuminated by the lantern. She didn't know if she was going in the wrong direction, and she didn't know how long this road was.

This kind of darkness reminds Cun Xin of the 200 years of Guanchou Haixia.There is no light, no sound, no relatives, only endless loneliness, and even time seems to freeze for it.If it wasn't for the surging tide engulfing seaweed and wiping Cun Xin's huge dragon body, she almost thought she was dead.The third princess of Xihai, who loves to laugh, make trouble and cry, has never experienced such suffocating loneliness. Her body is bound by icy cold iron chains. The shackles are not so smooth, and it doesn't take long for her scales to be worn through. , scratched her skin.The sea water washed away the blood slowly oozing out of Cun Xin, and the salt and pain, bit by bit, seeped into her limbs and bones, and there was nowhere to escape.

When the decree of pardon came, Cun Xin clearly knew that he was not dreaming.She had dreamed of getting out of the prison countless times, and every time in the dream, the person who came with the edict was Yang Jian, but this time it was the fourth princess. As soon as the word "this" of "Qin this" was uttered, the cold iron shackles melted like ice and snow, and melted into the bone-piercing sea waves, but Cun Xin's hanging body was too stiff to move, not even supported by the buoyancy of the sea water He stopped, and fell heavily on the seabed, which made the ear drums of the fourth princess buzz.

It took Cun Xin a full year to recover her eyesight after returning to the West Sea Dragon Palace.She had not seen the sun for too long under the Guanchou Sea, and as soon as she came out, her eyes were dazzled by the dazzling light, and she immediately felt uncontrollable pain.Xiuzhu found a piece of dark purple gauze, folded it four times, and covered it in front of Cun Xin's eyes.Ao Lie brought a piece of bodhi tree trunk from Lingshan, cut it into a walking stick for her, polished it smooth, put it in Cun Xin's hand and said: "Sister, I can't walk your way for you, but if you fall, brother Di One will help you up."

Cun Xin couldn't remember how she answered at that time, she only remembered biting her lower lip desperately, and held back the tears that came out of her eyes after adjusting her breath for a long time - Hai doctor said that the more you cry, the slower your eyes will heal.Now Huimu Zisha is no longer there, but she is walking further and further on the same road.

The days of being unable to see things passed more slowly than worrying about the sea. The old dragon king was afraid that he would wander around, meet people he shouldn't see, and hear words he shouldn't listen to, so he ordered the three princesses not to go to sea.Cun Xin felt like a blind oriole in a cage, trapped in the Hanliang Palace all day long, unable to read or walk, and was about to grow a spider's web in the idleness.Long Hou hadn't seen her little daughter for a long time, and was so distressed that she couldn't sleep. She wished to stew all the tonics she could find for Cun Xin to eat. Ao Lie was so happy that he said that next time he saw Cun Xin, he might not look like a white bun.The eldest princess was afraid that Cun Xin would be bored, so she left Prince Mo Ang and moved to Hanliang Hall to live with Cun Xin, taking care of her daily life personally, so Mo Ang gritted his teeth with hatred: "It's fine if your mother is your own mother, now My wife has also become your wife."

The dim light of the lantern illuminated the smiling eyes on Cun Xin's face, as beautiful as a crescent moon.Such a warm time filled her heart, but it was vague, as if something was missing.Although rumors are strictly prohibited in the Dragon Palace, Cun Xin still heard some news about Yang Jian.That man was slaughtered at the foot of Mount Hua calmly, but he miraculously came back to life from the dead. The little hero who wanted to tear Yang Jian into pieces somehow hugged his uncle and cried loudly, but was pressed down by the villain himself The Three Holy Mothers actually held out a piece of multicolored jade that would change the world!

Cun Xin couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, but when she heard that he was seriously injured, her heart ached, and knowing that he kept the clouds open was joy, and when she heard that Yang Jian had changed the rules of the sky and released all the imprisoned female fairies, Cun Xin's heart was filled again. Unspeakable pride—this is the man I have chosen in my heart, the only one in heaven and earth.

But why didn't Yang Jian come to see her?Is it because he is seriously injured that he can't come here, or is it because he can't separate himself from tidying up the rules?Or, Tiantiao also removed the boulder that weighed on Yang Jian's heart, allowing him to let go of his hands and feet and pursue a new life?Cun Xin didn't know, and didn't dare to ask, for fear that the result of asking would be the one she least wanted to hear.

When tossing and turning at night, the sister-in-law beside her suddenly opened her eyes, sighed and said, "There is something I've always wanted to tell you, but I was afraid that my father would not like it if he found out." Cun Xin turned her head and saw that the sister-in-law was gentle. eyes, "That day the god of justice came with the fourth princess, and it was the father who blocked him on the west sea, and there was a stalemate for a long time. He was seriously injured and couldn't stay for long, so he had to go back to the heaven alone."

Cun Xin felt a pain in his chest.She couldn't blame her father's ruthlessness. This was the most restrained counterattack a father could make in the face of a heartless person who hurt his daughter.She was even a little lucky that Yang Jian didn't see herself covered in bruises like a blind girl——Cun Xin didn't want his guilt, and didn't bother to be sympathized by him. For 400 years, Cun Xin hated these two things the most.

Yang Jian has changed.He became cautious, even if he didn't feel it specially, Cun Xin could still feel his meticulousness, the love that was originally wished for is now being offered by Yang Jian with both hands, all this is like an unreal dream, they all have a tacit understanding of dissatisfaction To mention that deadlock, lest one step wrong, everything will come to naught.

However, what should come, can't be avoided no matter what.Cun Xin took a deep breath, slowly raised the lantern in her hand, and saw the couplet on the gate of the city of vain death: "The bones are buried here, but the souls of the dead will not be buried. Whoever pities the dead souls will pity the ghosts." Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a bright light in the sky. The night in the sky is suddenly lit up by a wonderful beam of light, which rotates and bends in the night sky, jumping into a gorgeous rainbow, like a nine-day fairy waving a huge ribbon, graceful and mysterious.

The endless sky is reflected by the magnificent light belt like a green screen. The edge of the light belt is like water vapor, permeating and dispersing, with a touch of purple red and dark blue. A thin gauze covers the wasteland like a windless Automatic, swaying and graceful, as gorgeous as the dawn of the morning.Cun Xin stared at the light obsessively, not even realizing that the lantern in his hand had rolled to the ground.It wasn't until the glow disappeared that she felt a faint pain in her neck. When she lowered her head and saw the lamp at her feet, she gave a self-conscious smile and squatted down to pick it up.It's just that before touching the pole, a hand picked up the lamp and handed it over.

Yang Jian's face was haloed by the orange light, and it looked extraordinarily warm in the dark night. Seeing Cun Xin hesitated, he took her hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you up."

Cun Xin didn't move, he paused for a moment and asked, "You didn't send Jin Chan to the prison?"

"I let her go back to Liulijing."

"No wonder," Cun Xin reached out to take the lantern, "You smell like sweet-scented osmanthus."

Yang Jian smiled helplessly: "Chang'e gave you a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus tea, should I send someone to the West Sea or..."

"You keep it." Cun Xin sneered, "Osmanthus tea is sent to the West Sea by your people, I'm afraid my father and queen mother will see it later, and they will not be safe again. You... don't Tell her to just say thank you for me."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you annoyed?"

Cun Xin took the lantern closer and carefully inspected the outer wall of the crystal. Seeing that it was not broken, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What's the use of being annoyed? Whether I am annoyed or not, she will always have a place in your heart. In the past, every time you made trouble In the last match, I broke a lot of things for no reason, and I had to describe them all by myself. In fact, I also thought about it later, with my temperament, I really can't be regarded as a good wife."

Yang Jian took Cun Xin's hand, clasped her fingers as if afraid of losing it, turned and walked forward: "You never asked me what kind of woman is a good wife."

"......how is it like?"

"A long time ago, I thought what I wanted was a gentle, virtuous and understanding wife like my third sister and my mother."

"Didn't you always want that?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "Now I want someone who can talk to me anytime and anywhere."

Cun Xin laughed with a "puchi" and said, "It's as if you didn't say anything - isn't it easy to find someone to chat with anytime?"

"It's not easy." Yang Jian sighed, "For example, in the fourth watch, if I suddenly think of something, I will wake you up, but you never say: 'It's midnight, I'm very tired, let's talk about it tomorrow.' You want Really, I don’t want to talk to you about these things tomorrow. Some things, some times, some people, you think about it, and you don’t bother to talk about it. Find someone you want to talk to, and you can tell her , She is also willing to listen to the person you say at any time, it is not easy."

Cun Xin stopped his feet, lowered his head and stared at the light and shadow illuminated by the small lantern in front of him, and said, "You have so many brothers to talk about. They have followed you for more than a thousand years, and they have fought against each other through life and death. They must know a lot. I don't know." or something..." She paused and didn't say any more.

Yang Jian smiled silently.For all the people in this world, Zhenjun Zhaohui Xiansheng Erlang has always been omnipotent.What he wants to show his relatives, friends, enemies, and even Fairy Chang'e is his strong, confident and invincible self.Only in front of Cun Xin, Yang Jian can let go of his mind without fear. He knows that even if he is not so perfect, even if he is sometimes weak and helpless, Cun Xin will accept him like this one by one.Even if they quarreled, quarreled, betrayed, and hurt, they were still able to let go, continue to embrace, continue to trust each other, and continue to walk hand in hand.Once, one year, Yang Jian went to Dongyue Temple to look for Huang Tianhua. He became playful and asked for a lottery at the altar of Dongyue Emperor.When he opened the small paper scroll, he saw a line of small letters on it: "There are priceless treasures and treasures hidden in stones. Why do you need to look outside to get jade. It's like looking for fire with a lantern. It's better to clean it up in vain."

Yang Jian looked at the dragon girl in front of him, and said word by word: "I don't lack brothers, I don't lack confidantes, I only lack you."