Chapter 120 Old love is like a dream

Author: Holding Hairpin Star

Shen Wangshu no longer concealed anything, "Do you still remember the day of the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet? That day, I bumped into a young eunuch who secretly stuffed a jade token into Meng Xiancheng. Do you think...could that be during the incident? The jade token of King Jiyin left behind in the land?"

Ti Zhen turned her head and saw the purple chrysanthemums blooming prosperously outside the corridor, which looked particularly scorching and sad in the cold early autumn sky. With a trace of almost invisible disdain in her mouth, she said, "Meng Xiancheng, Yuan Zhongguan... If they It has nothing to do with the fight for the right to inherit the throne, so why do you want to attack Wen Yu?"

Suddenly there was a burst of cold sweat on the palms of my hands, as if a thousand-pound hammer had penetrated into my skull, "Is it because..."

Earlier, in order to seize the opportunity to attack the west, she had designed the then 'Qi Xiao' to pretend to be Wen Yu to attract the firepower of the Que family's pursuit. Could it be that Meng Xiancheng took this revenge on the innocent Wen Yu?

Thinking of this, Ti Zhen couldn't help but clenched his fists, and his bright and beautiful face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying, "I only hate that useless Que family didn't kill him. Foreign races and the like are really a scourge!"

But if you think about it carefully, if it is just for revenge against Wen Yu, it will be a loss no matter what. Speaking of... the past six months, Xiangguo has been too peaceful. It is said that before the storm comes, the sea is always calm and calm. Yes, but the less waveless it is, the more a depth charge is buried.

His steps stopped as he was touched in his heart, "The king of Xiang, Qihao, has been in peace since he retired to Yanjing. Now, an alien named Meng Xiancheng with no background or past appears inexplicably. Is there any connection between this?"

"Brother Shixi...compared to the current personal feud, I am more afraid that a greater disaster is about to happen."

Shen Wangshu stared thoughtfully, then slowly raised his bright eyes, "I still have some old friends in Yanjing, and I can let them secretly find out about this person, but before that..."

Ti Zhen nodded tacitly, "Don't act rashly."

Shen Wangshu smiled with satisfaction. When she was in school, Ti Zhen was a little different from other girls. Women in the boudoir usually cared more about rouge, gouache, etc., but she couldn't help but love the strategist's art of healing. She would never let go. A pair of clear and clear eyes, filled with unparalleled determination and confidence.

This is probably what he likes about her. In this world, a woman is expected to be graceful and gentle like the bright moon, but she is as glaring and scorching as the blazing sun, making people both afraid and looking up to her. If she does not have 100% courage, she will be turned into ashes by that light. .

However, he is also such a person, because he is too confident, so confident that he thinks time can be frozen forever, but he loses to people who are braver than him.

He took a slow breath and suddenly felt sour in his heart, "Heroes see the same thing."

Her broad plain sleeves brushed against the carved vermilion railings. Ti Zhen lowered his head slightly, took out a string of beads from his sleeve pocket, held it in both hands and handed it to him, "What a coincidence today, I also have something I want to give to you. you."

Liuzhu was originally a Taoist magic weapon, made up of one hundred and eight cinnabar beads, representing the number of stars in the sky and the sum of the evil spirits of Tiangang and Earth. However, the more important thing is that Shen Wangshu cultivated it at Pingyang Academy. It is the path of freedom.

He slowly took it, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said, Xiaoyao, he used to be the most accommodating to destiny and rule by doing nothing, but now his heart is full of hatred, everything is full of purpose and calculation, how can he still be free and easy? Gotta get up.

It's not that this thing is as cold as frost and snow, but that the heart of a cultivator has been frozen. Even if you see something you once loved, you have already lost your original enthusiasm.

Ti Zhen was still smiling, "It should have been given to brother Shixi a few days ago, but the cinnabar from Jingzhou was delivered a little late. It only arrived in the past few days. Even if it was processed in a hurry, it is too late after all." Shen looked at him and said, "However, I still wish you a happy birthday."

The cool autumn wind picked up a few strands of hair hanging down the side of Shen Wangshu's ears. He was speechless for a long time. He only reached out and patted the person's shoulder, "Xuanji... thank you."

She raised her head with a pair of stormy eyes, "I just have the light of heaven and earth. If Zhou Yishui and the others know that you are still alive, they will definitely give you a grand birthday party."

She took the lead with her steps, "You don't know, on your birthday last month, Zhou Yishui and Nai Jin went specially to celebrate your birthday in front of the Shen Family Cemetery in Pingyang, and their eyes were still red when they came back."

But Shen Wangshu asked himself, how disappointed they must be when he appeared in their eyes like this, neither human nor ghost... The world is so embarrassing, maybe it's better to fight each other than not to see each other.

His hand couldn't stop trembling until it was held by a warm force, "Don't worry, I will keep it secret until you say it. I just want to tell you that even without the Shen family, Brother Shixi...you still have a lot Friends who are willing to help you, you will not be alone."

The pain was deep and dense, like countless fine lines of ice cracking on the surface of a frozen lake.

After all, I couldn't hold it any longer.

Those were a pair of hands that could hold both a pen and a sword. If not for so many accidents, he was obviously the most energetic young master in Pingyang City and the person most qualified to stand by her side.

His breathing became so long, he looked into her eyes, with a gentle sigh in his voice, "I know it's not right to ask you this after a long time, but I'm really curious. If it weren't for you thinking I was dead, what if I I have been living a good life, but your treatment of me...is it still the same as before?"

These words stabbed Ti Zhen's cochlea like swords, spears, and halberds, causing people to wake up and turn around.

For a moment, she was speechless...

Looking out of the corner of the eye, I saw the ancient temple on the Qingshan Mountains. The setting sun spread inch by inch under the overhanging eaves, and the whole body was bright, like a bright mask, covering up the dark corner under the winter jujube trees.

The way down the mountain was still full of splendid wealth and splendor. The King of Nanyang and Wen Yu were talking and laughing together. One moment he mentioned how precious the poetry collection he had got was and wanted to send it to him to read, and the other moment he talked about how complicated the affairs in the court were. I hope he can help share the burden. There are some polite words on both sides.

Wen Yu was a very patient person. He smiled and nodded, but never revealed what he meant. Just when King Nanyang started talking again, Guan Tong's hurried footsteps disrupted everything.

"It's not good, Your Highness! The king... the princess, she was punished by Concubine Shu's master to meditate on the wall at the foot of the mountain."

Wen Yu raised his head, with a smile on his face, "What's going on?"

Seeing the panic, King Nanyang smiled and explained, "Don't be too anxious. After all, this is the first time for my siblings to participate in a royal sacrificial ceremony. There are some rules that they don't understand. Just go back and teach them carefully. I won't make it difficult for my mother and concubine." "

Guan Tong looked at him coldly, "It was when we were going up the mountain that Princess Nanyang and Princess Shenjun had a dispute and had a big fight, so..."

Originally, he had the attitude of watching a play, but he didn't expect that the good play would be performed on his own family. Suddenly, a faint green appeared on Nanyang Wang's pink face, and he drew his bow from left to right. He didn't know what happened.

Prince Shen raised the corners of his lips and said, "It seems that there is no need to comfort others not to be angry. My own porridge is also messy. Isn't it...brother?"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and he was so confused that Wen Yu didn't have time to ask them about their fight in the ring, so he just dragged Guan Tong to ask how Ti Zhen was doing.

Guan Tong whispered, don't worry, "Fortunately, she was punished by facing the wall. To be honest, the princess is really innocent this time. It's just that Concubine Chen Shu always has to worry about the face of her elders, so as not to be known as favoritism, so she can't even care about her son."

My daughter-in-law has not been spared, but if she really bypasses our princess, I'm afraid those two highnesses will lose face, and it will be difficult for you, your highness."

Wen Yu squinted at the white mist rippling over the mountains, "How can I stand such a cold day for two hours..."

There was a storm in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more worried I became. I couldn't even say goodbye to the two princes behind me. I anxiously asked Guan Tong to lead the way to the Poluo Pavilion at the bottom of the mountain. After finally walking to the wing, the door was empty.

A room.

Afterwards, he asked the nanny guarding the door. Wen Yu walked along the long corridor to the winter jujube forest in the west. The cloak with snowy catkins and smoke was soft and cool on his arms. He held it tightly, and when he was about to enter, he saw
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