A slave is like flying catkins and a gentleman is like flowing water. If they touch each other, they are willing to follow each other.
The moonlight is dim in the courtyard, the lamps and curtains are broken, and we are hastily celebrating the good times together.
The words will be divided for the time being.
I hugged someone early and choked, and my eyes were full of red tears.
It's hard to stop painting, the green curtains are light and the two are leaning on each other.
How can I express my love for you if you don't come here?
There are fragrant handkerchiefs and pine trees.
The red pink paper is crispy and the green paper is tender, but Ding Ning doesn’t want anyone to know about it.
Who gets sick?
He even said to himself that there is no doubt that he will go there in person in autumn.
But I am afraid that when I am born, I will pay attention to it, and the combination will be divided into flying.
——"Looking at the Tide" by Qin Guan
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When Yang Yichan saw Bai Fu leaving, she turned around from the Xineiyuan military camp and went straight to Prince Yong's residence, entering through the side door. The housekeepers were all familiar with Yang Yichan and led her directly into the guest room in the backyard.
Yang Yichan thought about her miserable life experience and resented Bai Fu's temper, so she began to cry softly. After crying for about a stick of incense, she heard the faint sound of footsteps.
Yong Wang Li Lin hurriedly came over. After entering the house, he saw Yang Yichan in tears and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"Sister Yang, aren't you going to see your senior brother who came from afar tonight? Why are you so sad?"
"It has nothing to do with your beloved, it's me who disturbed His Highness." Yang Yichan stopped crying when she saw Yong Wang Li Lin.
King Yong raised his eyes and looked over. Under the candlelight, the cicada was crying because of the pear blossoms and the rain. There were two tears hanging on his pretty pink face. I really felt pity for him. King Yong was busy with political affairs today and suddenly saw his little daughter. I couldn't help but feel soft in my heart, and I blurted out two sentences: "The moon lotus is closed by the lotus bridge, and the clear blue waves reflect the red sun."
"What's wrong?" King Yong put down his folding fan and sat down next to Yang Yichan.
"Alas, my senior brother knows about our friendship..." Yichan told King Yong that she and Bai Fu had a quarrel and officially broke up.
"Actually, he is not bad in nature. He is just too grumpy and often loses his temper for no reason. If I do something slightly wrong, he will not listen to my explanation and will get angry and smash things. Then he will break out of the door and ignore me for a month. , being cold and violent towards me..."
Speaking of this, Yang Yichan couldn't continue, her tears fell like broken pearls...
King Yong couldn't help but sigh: "Bai Fu, Bai Fu, why don't you cherish such a good girl." Infinite pride surged in King Yong's heart, and he gently hugged Yichan's shoulders and hugged her into his arms.
Seeing that King Yong was so knowledgeable and heart-warming, Yang Yichan felt even more aggrieved and cried loudly, as if she wanted to shed all her tears in her life.
Seeing Yang Yichan crying so sadly, Yongwang Li Lin felt pity. He leaned over and kissed Yang Yichan on the lips, feeling the heat in Yang Yichan's body. Yongwang Li Lin carried Yang Yichan into the couch and put down the gauze curtain...
The jade furnace is filled with mandarin ducks and brocade, and the powder melts incense and sweats on the mountain pillow. The sound of a windlass outside the curtain makes people frown and smile.
The willow shade is light and deserted, the cicada hairpin has fallen from the temples. I have to work hard all my life to make you happy today.
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After the matter was over, Yang Yichan nestled in the arms of Yongwang Li Lin, as gentle as water, and said infatuatedly: "I broke up with senior brother Bai Fu today, and there is no possibility for us to get back together. My senior brother is the future head of Emei. This time we fall out, I I no longer have the face to return to Emei. If you betray me, my beloved, I can only escape by dying."
Yong Wang Li Lin stroked Yang Yichan's hair and said softly: "Don't worry, sister Yang, I will make you prosperous and wealthy in this life, making others envious."
Yang Yichan said: "You men can change whenever you want. One day you meet a girl who is more beautiful than me, you will forget about me in the blink of an eye."
King Yong gently took Yang Yichan's earlobe into his mouth and said with a wicked smile: "Is there a girl in this world who is more sultry and charming than my Chan'er? I don't believe it."
Yang Yichan was so embarrassed that she covered her eyes with her hands and said: "Thankfully you are still a prince, you are so bad!"
Yongwang Li Lin laughed loudly, was in high spirits, and was about to get on his horse, scoring twice.
Yang Yichan held down the Lushan claw of King Yong Li Lin and cooed: "You can marry me if you want!"
King Yong Li Lin smiled and said: "Then marry her."
Yang Yichan regained her energy, and regardless of her hair, she stood up like a female leopard and said coquettishly: "I hope Your Highness doesn't feel pity for me and is just talking to make me happy."
King Yong smiled and said nothing, took off the jade pendant from his neck, and said seriously: "Sister Yang, this is the jade pendant left to me by my mother Guo Shunyi. It has the effect of exorcising evil spirits. I see that Master Yang Guozhong's Concubine Yin usually takes good care of you.
Tomorrow I will ask Concubine Yin to act as a matchmaker and choose an auspicious day so that I can marry you as a matchmaker."
Yang Yichan threw herself into her arms with joy, and it was another night of spring supper for you and me.
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At this moment, Bai Fu was running back to the military camp on a starry night, and his grief and anger burst out. As he was galloping, the cold wind hit his face, and he gradually calmed down. Yesterday reappeared, recalling the good time of practicing swordsmanship with Yichan in Qingcheng,
The anger in my chest gradually disappeared.
"I don't blame her. I haven't seen her for so long, so I can understand that she will be a little resentful. Yichan's greatest expectation for me is to establish a reputation. The current crisis in Nanzhao is a good time for a man to make a name for himself. Wait until he wins military glory.
, Yichan will definitely understand my painstaking efforts when I return home, and then all the rumors will be self-defeating." Thinking of this, Bai Fu's heart became calmer, and he was full of expectations for the battle of Nanzhao, imagining that one day he would be able to control it.
Under the colorful auspicious clouds, Yichan was married, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Drive!" He waved his riding whip and whizzed away...
The scene of farewell that day is still vivid in my mind
"The two cuddled together for a while, until the horn sounded when the camp gate was closed and Yang Yichan had to leave, so they parted and said goodbye. Yang Yichan kissed Bai Fu's lips gently and said, "Brother, take care of yourself.
, I’m back to camp!”
Even so, neither of them wanted to turn around first, both wanted to watch the other leave. After lingering for a while, Yang Yichan smiled and said: "Brother, if this continues, the camp gate will be closed. Can we go tonight?"
We are really inseparable. Look at this, let’s go back to back, count to ten, and walk together, and no one is allowed to look back!”
Bai Fu smiled and nodded.
"Ten, nine, eight...six, five...three, two, one! Okay, let's walk together!" The two people turned their heads, not looking at each other, said goodbye with a smile, and walked away.
After walking about fifty steps, Bai Fu had a thought in his mind and suddenly turned around, only to see Yang Yichan staying where he was, standing on tiptoes towards Bai Fu, waving desperately, smiling with tears streaming down his face..."
"coward!"
Xue Xuan's dark eyebrows stood up, her eyes flashed coldly, she pulled out her long sword, and the Qing Ming Sword unsheathed, with a clang, it went straight to Bai Fu's throat. Bai Fu closed his eyes, making no resistance, and quietly waited for that moment.
The cold air passed through his throat and disappeared instantly.
Xuexuan's sword energy had been withdrawn, and she stared at Bai Fu without saying a word. After a long time, her tone became warmer: "She is not worthy of your deep love, please cherish it. Accept it, let it go..." After saying this, she drifted down the mountain.
A line of tears finally flowed from the corner of Bai Fu's eyes, and the grievances, humility, and frustrations of the past few months poured out. He
He knelt down on the ground, howled loudly, beat his chest and feet, and felt heartbroken, and the flying snow surrounded him tightly...
On the mountainside, the sound of crying reached her ears, and Xuexuan burst into tears, hid her face and left.
Just when the last tear fell, Bai Fu stood up and swung a sword, splitting the tear in two.
Petals! These two tears instantly condensed into ice beads, fell under the rock, and shattered on the ground...
The jade furnace is filled with mandarin ducks and brocade, and the powder melts incense and sweats on the mountain pillow. The sound of a windlass outside the curtain makes people frown and smile.
The willow shade is light and deserted, the cicada hairpin has fallen from the temples. I have to work hard all my life to make you happy today.