Chapter 51 Today I’m thinking about it, it’s raining and snowing
Princess Gao Yue once said: The winter in Yan State is the most beautiful place in the world. In the deepest days of winter, the sky will snow heavily for a whole month, turning everything around you into a silver world, and the mountains in the distance will come in and out.
The palaces are all pure white. On the last day when the hexagonal snowflakes fall, it is the grandest festival of the Yan Kingdom. Everyone will dress up in the most beautiful clothes and the shiniest headdress and gather in the palace.
Hundreds of large logs were used to light a blazing bonfire in the square in front of us to welcome the coming spring. Everyone sang this song, danced and drank the unique strong liquor of Yan State. The aroma of the liquor was so thick that even those who didn’t drink it would get drunk.
fall.
But that was for nobles and commoners with better lives.
For the poor civilians, the winter in Yan State is so cold and dangerous. Once winter comes, heavy snow falls, everything is silent, everything is blindingly white, and the cold wind howls.
Every winter, countless people sleep silently and die in their sleep on a cold night. The last smile on their lips should be the happiest moment in their lives.
Xueer was wearing single clothes, huddled tightly in a small corner, barefoot, and every time the coldness of the drafty house felt like the tip of a knife scratching her skin.
Why am I here again?
Xueer was very confused.
This is where she was imprisoned as a child.
At least in her understanding, she was being held captive.
Perhaps it was because she was born with white hair, or perhaps because the people in the same room died one by one, so she was the only one in this 'cell' that was a little too big for her.
There used to be ten people in the room, but now she was the only one left.
Xueer looked around blankly.
Hadn't he been taken away by his master? Why did he appear here again?
Phew~
The cold wind blew into the room again through the cracks and blew over Xueer.
So cold.
Xueer hugged her legs tightly.
This familiar cold feeling.
Unconsciously, a line of tears flowed from Xue'er's eyes.
Could it be that I was taken away by Master, and that Master was just a dream of mine?
Xueer buried her head and cried silently.
Reality.
Shuli opened her eyes.
This Xueer was bought by Qingwu from the hostage?
But why did Qing Wu act like a performance when she talked about this matter before?
Although it is easy to convince people, for Shu Li, because it is really too much, the sense of violation is a bit strong.
So Shuli felt a little embarrassed and cast an illusion spell on Xue'er.
Shu Li had been coquettish for a long time and even cooked a delicious meal, so Sister Ah Qing agreed to teach her.
The first time I used it, I secretly used it on my senior brother. As a result, my senior brother was not only fine, but I almost got hit.
Shuli closed her eyes.
Squeak~ah~~bang~~~
Xue'er, who had her head buried, suddenly raised her head.
She knew that the door of this 'cell' would make a creaking sound because it made this sound when she first entered and every time other people came in.
But the most important thing is the loud 'bang' at the end.
She remembered that in her dream, just after the loud noise, Sister Qingwu appeared in the 'cell' and rescued her.
Xue'er looked forward to the darkness in the corridor.
She is waiting for the person in her dream to appear.
For a long time, there was no sound, and the person in the dream did not appear.
Xue'er retracted her neck and buried her head again.
Sure enough, is it just a dream?
It turns out that I have never gone out since I started over, maybe it’s just because I’m about to die.
You should feel warm.
A friend who lived in the same room once told her that she felt so warm and warm, as if she was enjoying the warm sunshine on a mild spring day.
Immediately, Xue'er watched her slowly close her eyes with a smile on her face, and slowly fell asleep.
Later, Xueer found out that she was dead.
I also dreamed that I went out, enjoyed the sunshine, and had my beloved Master.
Are you going to die too?
Da~da~
In this silent cell, the sound of unhurried footsteps was particularly obvious.
Xue'er raised her face, her hair already stained with tears.
"Master?"
Xueer called out uncertainly.
As Xueer's gaze moved upward, Shuli was able to see the whole picture of Qingwu.
His whole body was covered in tight black night clothes, wrapped in a black turban, his long hair was tied neatly behind his head, and he held a slender white sword tightly in his left hand, the tip of which was dripping with bright red blood.
Qing Wu looked at Xue'er curled up in the corner with indifferent eyes. She looked around and saw that the surrounding rooms were all empty.
Turning his gaze back, Qingwu swung his sword to open the cell door.
"You're free, let's go." After Qingwu said that, she turned around and left.
She didn't find the person she was looking for, so she might have died long ago.
Xue'er watched Qing Wu slowly leaving, and hurriedly stood up and chased after her. However, due to the cold, her legs lost all feeling and she fell to the ground. Seeing that Qing Wu was about to re-enter the dark passage, Xue'er anxiously
Shouted, "Wait a minute."
Qing Wu stopped and looked back at Xue'er, who was struggling to get up from the ground, and looked at the expectation in her eyes.
Qingwu warned herself not to get into trouble.
Just as he turned around, he was stopped by Xue'er's anxious voice again.
"Sister, wait for me."
Sister, a familiar yet unfamiliar title.
Qing Wu raised her head, then turned around to look at Xue'er, who was walking slowly, and said, "What's your name?"
Xue'er stood in front of Qing Wu and raised her head to look at Qing Wu.
This person saved him in his dream and took him out.
She was indeed as cold as an iceberg.
"I don't have a name." Xueer said the same thing.
"In the past I left, and the willows were still there. Now I come to think about it, and it's raining and snowing." Qing Wu lowered her head and looked at Xue'er, took off her turban and put it on Shu Li, saying, "From today on, you will be called Xue'er.
Bar."
Qing Wu looked at Xue'er, and Xue'er looked at Qing Wu.
The screen changes.
Qingwu took Xueer out of this 'prison'.
On the snow outside, numerous corpses were lying strewn about, and the blood almost dyed the snow outside the house red.
Xueer stared blankly at the body on the snow.
"Are you scared?"
Xueer tightened her turban, her eyes gradually became firm, "I'm not afraid."
"From today on, you call me master, and I will teach you martial arts and dance."
"Okay, sister, master."
In a snowy fog.
Qingwu stood on a hilltop and looked into the distance. Xueer, who was tightly wrapped in a white coat, raised her head and looked at Qingwu.
"Master, where are we going?"
"Zhao Guo."
"Zhao Guo?"
"Shouldn't you be happy that you're home?"
Xueer reached out and took a piece of snowflake, watching it melt in her hand, "I have no home, I just want to follow Master."
Reality.
Shuli supported the sleeping Xueer and slowly fell down.
It turns out that in addition to learning dance from Qingwu, Xueer also learned martial arts.
Use dance as a weapon.
After removing the internal force barrier, the sound of musical instruments entered the room again, along with bursts of cheers.
Shuli moved towards the window.
At this time, Chang'an Jun opened the door and walked in. After casually looking at Xue'er who was sleeping, he came to Shuli's side. He held a jade bottle in one hand and said with a smile, "The performance is about to begin."
Shu Li glanced at Chang'an Jun and said, "You seem to know her identity."
"The death of Lord Changyang caused a lot of noise in the court before." Lord Chang'an took a sip of wine and said something seemingly unrelated.