She often pestered him to teach her. Jiaruo didn't refuse much and taught her a few small witchcrafts. Long Fuyue was also smart and could learn it as soon as she learned it. However, her temper was a bit irritable and she almost got angry once.
The hood of the carriage was burned down. Fortunately, Jia Ruo rescued him in time and he was finally safe.
Naturally, he encountered some patrolling soldiers on the road, but Jia Ruo used a little magic to change his appearance and easily sent those soldiers away. He didn't easily go into the city to rest, and mostly took a detour.
I kept going like this, and before I knew it, five or six days had passed.
Long Fuyue's injuries had healed to some extent. She could no longer hold her breath in the carriage. Seeing another city in the distance, she clamored to go to the city to see the excitement.
Jia Ruo pondered for a moment, then drove into the city. This is already the border city of Tianxuan Kingdom. Once you get out of here, you will reach the border of Kaiyang Kingdom.[
Naturally, there were inspection soldiers at the city gate. Long Fuyue took a glance and suddenly saw a portrait posted on the wall inside the city gate. Her brows were lightly swept, her big watery eyes, and her small red mouth looked familiar to her.
There is a very familiar feeling, and the painting is extremely vivid. It is obvious that the person who painted this painting is very careful. Long Fuyue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered, isn't this herself! Hey, how could her portrait be there?
here?
Looking at the text under the portrait, it is a song lyric:
Inciting songs and roaring, floating clouds and swords test the world, white clothes dyed with frost
In those days, under the shade of drunken flowers, the beautiful face suddenly burst into tears like water chestnuts and cinnabar.
I still remember the prosperity in the song, the fireworks in the dream, who was wrong to worry about it?
The Yellow Crane Tower is empty and depressed, traveling to the end of the world, and the black hair turns to white
The fleeting years are secretly remembered by this feeling
The people on the bridge beside the post lowered their eyebrows and whispered.
The blue and yellow springs are all gone, and the red dust is hard to find.
Looking back a hundred years
The green mirror lake is slightly low, the clouds are hanging down, and the beauty is tracing her eyebrows secretly in front of her tent. Who is asking you if Hu will return?
This love is nothing but fireworks, broken love, parting, pouring wine into thousands of cups, pouring the beauty into sleep
How come the light cold, dusk and snow are gone with me? After all these years, people are only sad and say that they should not regret in this life.
The wild goose has gone and returned to the sky. The flowers are blooming and I can’t help but be drunk. I just owe someone a drop of cinnabar tears...
The font was powerful and powerful, dragons and phoenixes were dancing, Long Fuyue couldn't help but stare at it, as if there was a secret thread being gently pushed deep in her heart. Inexplicably, she wanted to cry...