Crown Jewels

Chapter 262

The stream is still trembling, but the old house next to it has been abandoned.

"grown ups--"

A'Zi raised her head nervously, looking at Shen Lanqing who was nimbly climbing on the eaves, her immediate expression was still unconcealable worry.

Shen Lanqing raised the corner of her skirt, supported the green brick eaves, and sat down completely in the depth.

Looking down at the scene below, the vision is wide and the sky is high and the earth is far away.

Yuanshan Handai's eyebrows flashed a bit of reminiscence, and she let go of this thought, and the corners of Shen Lanqing's lips could not hide a smile.

When you move your eyes to the beams of the road, you can see dozens of bundled dried flowers. Because of the tempering of time, the original freshness and humidity are no longer there. Now it has been dried by the wind, and the eyes have faded from the original beauty.

Shen Lanqing raised her hand and held the bunch in her bosom casually, reaching out her fingertips to touch her clothes, but the moment the unfurled branches and leaves of the wild flowers touched her clothes, they annihilated into fine flower dust, which fell in the air with the wind. The skyline of the mine caused the woman to frown slightly.

Carefully placing the bouquet in front of her eyes, Shen Lanqing was silent for a moment, opened the purse with her fingertips, took out a turquoise bamboo dragonfly from it, and was able to rush down the beam with her hands rubbing, her black eyebrows lightened slightly, as if thinking of how to be happy things.

The gentle wind rustled, blowing away the green shirt and black hair.

Shen Lanqing rubbed the dragonfly's bamboo handle with her fingertips, her thoughts turned, drifting to the painful memory three years ago.

The dark rainy night, the unstoppable thunder and raindrops crackle, is the despair and panic that swallows people up.

It was also the first time that she felt that this lingering life was not worth her nostalgia. She might as well go there and accompany her mother.

Her tattered clothes couldn't cover her embarrassment and filth, as well as those... beasts.

The cold eyes were like whirlpools, hiding dark emotions and hatred.

The gentle breeze on the eaves was still there, and the moment the clothes fluttered, the bamboo dragonfly in the middle of the week showed signs of spreading its wings, and the half bouquet of dried flowers that had been left had completely drifted away in the gentle breeze, and disappeared without a trace.

The strength of the fingertips tightened, the bamboo dragonfly in the pupils gradually enlarged, and the dull mood faded away, like the lingering fear of waking up from a dream, in the sound of gasping.

Shen Lanqing supported her aching chest, the fine sweat overflowing from her forehead was dense, and the gentle wind aroused goosebumps all over her body, and she managed to suppress the lingering fear.

Yuanshan Handai's eyebrows and eyes completely recovered, but Shen Lanqing's slightly frowned eyebrows still showed that that memory was painful, profound and not easy to digest.

The slow wind was still there, Shen Lanqing breathed out the turbid air in his chest, and the ninja was in pain, and his eyes fell on the bamboo dragonfly in his hand, in fact, at the beginning.

After that incident, Lu Jiuxi did not take her to Jiangnan immediately.

Chang'an County is located in the outskirts of Beijing, surrounded by mountains, rocks and springs. Lu Jiuxi knows that Shen Lanqing's current state must first calm down and get rid of that layer of pain before he can have the courage to start again and face the new world, including, in the future. Jiangnan trip.

All the premise is to step over the hurdle in front of you first.

How easy it is to say.

At the beginning, she was in pain and wanted to commit suicide, her heart was ashamed.

Such a state was like falling into an abyss, but at that time, Shen Lanqing never imagined that someone, just like that, suddenly broke into her life.

He was silent and speechless, even she had never seen what he looked like.

But it was indeed him again. At that time, he let her see that there were still many good things to look forward to in life, and accompanied her, slowly walking through the time full of dark wounds.

Shen Lanqing felt that in the past, she was always cowardly hiding in the dark and never dared to ask for sunshine. Without him, the sun was too hot and scorching.

But if it is so, the fate is even more cruel, smashing the few remaining proud bones of her, Shen Lanqing, and crushing her to a point where she has no dignity at all.

However, because of him, Shen Lanqing mustered up the courage to pick up the broken bones in countless ordinary days with blood and tears.

Let him lick the wound in the dark night of no one, and then piece by piece, reassemble those broken proud bones, and reshape her into a completely stranger.

Let her dare to face it, not hide in the shadows.

Let her have the courage to drag down the sky and chase the sun, and dare to give it as a gift to herself, Shen Lanqing.

Shen Lanqing's fingers gripping her chest slowly relaxed, her slightly frowning brows became peaceful, the smile on her lips was extremely faint, but she felt relieved with the wind, and brought her back to that dark day, but it could make her feel happy. She remembers the warmth and beauty of her life.

The fine wind blows ripples, and the memory recalls.

The cold wind blowing at the corner of the eaves, Shen Lanqing stepped up the escalator and climbed up the eaves again in the drizzle at dusk.

The cool wind poured into the outer cloak, soaked into the inner skin, and the real painful touch on the body caused real disgust to flash across Yuan Shan Handai's eyebrows, and the emotion faded away, and finally her brows became numb and heavy.

She stared blankly at the setting sun in the distance, with an expressionless, sluggish, sluggish, pale face, like a puppet that has been drawn out of its anger, sitting on the eaves blankly.

This is the third day she wakes up every day and stays on the roof.

The servants in the house are already used to it, and there is a puppet sitting on the eaves in a daze.

The squinting eyes were dazzling, and finally the dull night was about to fall, Shen Lanqing seemed not to be aware of the coolness of the night.

The darkness in front of her made her think.

If only there were never sunshine and day in this world, but shadow and darkness forever.

Because, the endless darkness, the darkness, can protect those who are abandoned in the darkness very well.

Or, if everyone in this world is dead.

She's dead too, so there won't be any pain.

The vortex-like thoughts still engulfed people, Shen Lanqing stared blankly at the void where the eaves intersected with the ground, perhaps, jumping down would be a relief, right?

The night is dark, but who would have thought that in the dark bamboo forest, a lamp slowly ascending to the sky blooms.

Then, in the rustling rain, the bamboo leaves shook.

The aura of the bamboo sword ascended to the sky, as if it could split the rain in the night, ignite the light of the rising lamp, and completely cast down the figure of the man holding the bamboo sword among the branches and leaves. The moment the figure appeared, Shen Lanqing couldn't see his face.

All she could see was that the man in the long robe was holding a bamboo sword in his hand, his figure was like a frightened bird, and he was desperately dancing the sword in the rain.

The sword light flickered slowly along with the lamp above his head.

Shen Lanqing's eyelashes trembled, she stared blankly at the man wielding a sword, and withdrew her eyes indifferently, without arousing any interest.

The night wind was very cold, and Shen Lanqing was forced to go back to her room to rest at night. The lamp and sword shadow were still shaking, like a firefly that was never extinguished and chased, it would never stop or go out, and kept running forward.

The night was thick, Shen Lanqing closed her eyes, but her five senses were enlarged, the drizzle outside the window was as usual, and the house was oppressive, humid and dull.

But it doesn't matter to her.

The next day, she climbed up to the eaves as usual, still dazed and stiff, her eyes were pale and dark blue, and her cheeks were visibly thin.

But she didn't care at all.

Just waiting for the setting sun every day and the sunset at dusk, it seems that she is waiting for a certain moment that belongs to her.

However, the beautiful scene on the eaves made Shen Lanqing, who was stunned and stalemate, rarely frown. These days, she has such a bright emotion.

The breeze is blowing, and the air after the drizzle is fresh as before, accompanied by bright and bright wild flowers, rolled in the flower bouquet including lotus leaves, which is an indelible color.

Shen Lanqing was sitting on the eaves, her eyes were still empty, but when she glanced away from the corner of her eye, there was a clear disgust in her eyes.

Then, when the sun was first born, Shen Lan waited greenly, and when the darkness of evening came, last night in the bamboo forest, the noisy rustling of bamboo leaves, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind that pierced the sky with the breeze shaking, disturbed people's thoughts. Breaking, impatient eyes flashed across.

The tall and long-legged man, with a rough bamboo sword in his hand, galloped nimbly among the bamboo forests, as if he was venting his endless energy.

Half a day later, the clothes were soaked in sweat, sticking to the body showing a tough silhouette.

The daytime wheel turned over the setting sun, and the sword dance did not stop, like an impenetrable spell, occupying the space of the ventricle, making people have no time to think about the things hidden in the darkness beside them, Shen Lanqing looked away in disgust, not looking in the direction of the bamboo forest.

Sleeping on the bed at night, Shen Lanqing couldn't fall asleep, the noise of the day rang out, the disgust in her eyes made the corners of her mouth curl up in a mocking arc, thinking, if this person continued to dance the sword like this, would he be so exhausted to death? Good.

With such vicious thoughts of revenge on her back, she unexpectedly fell into a shallow sleep for half an hour, and even at the end, she still woke up in a nightmare.

The eaves are still the same, and more vivid colors have been added to the blue bricks and rubble.

It is a yellow sunflower, like a blooming smiling face, trying to smile against the sun, and the yellow petals are dazzling.

Shen Lanqing's eyes narrowed, and she hurriedly looked away, not daring to look any more. As promised, the sound of sword dancing in the bamboo forest resounded again. It was another whole day, and the figure shuttled among the bamboo shadows. She could only see the back clearly, but could not see This person has a straight face.

He was not exhausted. At night, Shen Lanqing lay on the soft bed, pursing her lips in regret.

In the middle of the night, I still only slept for half an hour, but it was rare that I was not awakened by the nightmare.

The next day, the bright sunflowers carried a fragrance, and the tender melon seeds inside could burst out with oil, the bamboo shadows were fluttering, and the sword dancing figure was as old as before.

In this way, it lasted for more than a month.

In the future, Shen Lanqing recalled that period of time, and only felt how lucky she was at the beginning. When she sat on the eaves and looked down at the abyss as a habit, she never thought that the man wielding a bamboo sword, accompanied by yellow sunflowers, would also It has become an embellishment of habits outside the abyss.

This little company accompanied her through those dark and sleepless nights.

With all the companionship, there are no waves in the calm days, but... I know that day.

She used to climb up to the eaves, looking forward to the first day, but also looking forward to the gorgeous and beautiful sunflowers on the eaves.

The moment the dazzling yellow color appeared in sight, Shen Lanqing only felt that her eyes were illuminated.

Rarely, she dawdled a bit, and finally took the initiative to hug the sunflower bouquet awkwardly. The fragrance was very light and not strong, but the touch of the petals brushing her nose was indeed so real.

However, Shen Lanqing's attention was attracted by the fuzzy blood-colored fingerprints on the yellow petals. In an instant, the dark-colored woman frowned slightly, and the trace was not obvious. When she looked carefully, she could find that the trace should be a blood drop.

It should be able to wipe with fingertips after being discovered, leaving only a faint bloodshot mark containing fingerprints, which happened to be carefully discovered by Shen Lanqing.

The early sun was still rising, and Shen Lanqing was still sitting on the eaves. When she looked towards the bamboo forest, she felt confused and anxious.

Fortunately, it was only half an hour late, but the "decoration" outside the abyss still arrived as scheduled.

The man stood among the bamboo groves, grasped his usual ideas, raised his posture and danced his sword as usual, facing the sun, but still only left Shen Lanqing's back, like a tacit agreement, but after half an hour of waving the bamboo sword, Shen Lanqing She frowned, without hiding her eyes, and looked straight at the man in the bamboo forest.

For more than a month, the man soaked in the sun and danced his sword, and then his fair skin turned into a wheat color, matching the tacit understanding of his company as promised. Shen Lanqing already remembered that the next move after the slash was to spin his legs.

She knew what it was like to swing the bamboo sword vigorously against the sun every time.

Therefore, the feeling of the man's depression and venting at this time is particularly obvious.

The moves are still the same, but a little less elegant and light than before; even the moment the bamboo sword is swung, Shen Lanqing feels a bit of evil spirit, and even the rustling sound of the bamboo forest is a bit impetuous, only the bamboo shadow sword in the hand, Still cold and sharp.

The man waved his sword against the rising sun, his figure was reflected in the sun, and he could barely see his face, but Shen Lanqing was born at such a distance, and felt his guilty conscience, as if the roaring blood hadn't calmed down from the boiling state , mixed with tyrannical hostility and blood, sealed Xiao Xiao's throat, which was hidden in the darkness, but also disturbed himself, his own peaceful life.

Finally, the bamboo sword was no longer waving, and the man seemed to feel his annoyance, so he simply stopped and found a random rock to sit down on.

That day, both of them were sitting in their respective corners, separated by Fang Tianji, quietly waiting for the setting sun in the evening.

The warm orange light arrived as promised, and after sitting quietly for half a day, the moment the man got up, his back was covered with Zeng's colorful light, as if hesitating parting, finally, he couldn't hold back and turned around slowly, the bamboo shadow was lonely, and he couldn't see his face clearly. But Shen Lanqing sat on the eaves and looked at him across the air.

The figure fell on the ground and was magnified several times. Shen Lanqing looked at the black shadow on the ground and couldn't see the man's eyes clearly, but he could feel the reluctance and apology on his body, as if... saying goodbye to her, I wish you She will be well in the future.

Accompanied by the full moonlight, the man's figure slowly disappeared, as if stepping on the clouds and falling into the dark night without sky.

His temperament was decadent and his back was gloomy.

Shen Lanqing sitting on the eaves sat upright, Mo'er panicked across her eyes, and then two lines of hot tears suddenly flashed from the corners of her eyes, she wanted to say something to the man who left for no reason.

When you have to stare into the abyss, always remember that outside the abyss, there are also flowers and spring decorations.

No matter what happens, this messy world is worth it!

When Shen Lanqing mustered up her courage and opened her eyes wide to meet the bright moon in the sky, the shimmering light was soft, beautiful, hazy, and not dazzling.

The black eyebrows and eyes that had been sealed finally burst into a faint smile, which gradually enlarged when caught.

Shen Lanqing plucked up her courage and hurriedly chased towards the depths of the bamboo shadows. She ran through the night breeze and the flower mud at the foot of the mountain stream. Until now, Shen Lanqing still feels that she was the one who bravely chased her that night, which made her most proud Proud of myself.

The broken and muddy pride seemed to be picked up again in these collapsing days, until this moment, she spliced ​​it into a scribbled blueprint.

But when she ran over, she still missed it.

Shen Lanqing felt the rhythm of the bamboo forest, and looked at the mottled bamboo sword thrown on the ground after being soaked in sweat. She moved stiffly for a moment, and felt something stuck under the embroidered shoes. She slowly bent over, just The bright moon is shining brightly in the sky, hold on.

There was a breeze on the eaves, Shen Lanqing looked into the distance, and under the eaves was Ah Zi who was still looking at her worriedly, and the black official robe on her body was a little wrinkled. The bamboo dragonfly folded in two slowly tightened, hard!hold!

The breeze blew away and whispered, "Fu Sinian, I used to dare not admit that man was you until..."

Until the facts are beyond reproach and arguments beyond debate.

Once annoyed, the bamboo dragonfly with broken wings, the same bamboo dragonfly that Fu Sinian once gave to Shen Lanqing, was picked up by her in the past, the familiarity that was hidden deep in her heart and denied by her subconsciously explained everything.

The man who stared into the abyss with her was Fu Sinian.

The shops in Fangli Lane were shouting loudly, but the welcoming house was deserted.

The door is dilapidated, and the word "Fu Fu" in black and gold has been covered with dust, and the blue bricks and red beams are full of dust.

Shen Lanqing frowned, glanced at the cobwebs in the corner, and finally, the door creaked.

The black official robe stepped on the threshold, but it was bleak and desolate. The abandoned courtyard was uninhabited, but it still stood in the distant courtyard, showing the fireworks and human feelings that once existed here.

The woman from Handai in the distant mountain stared blankly at the drained pool. The gravel road was already covered with moss, and the flowers on the garden branches were slanted and untrimmed. , let her pinch the bamboo dragonfly in her hand even tighter.

"grown ups--"

"My lord, Ah Zi found out—"

Ah Zi's panting voice finally brought Shen Lanqing back to reality, she was silent for a moment and finally turned around.

"My lord, Ah Zi found out that the Fu family in this house was thoroughly investigated by the inspectorate officials three years ago because Master Fu was in the officialdom. He was suspected of committing a crime of dereliction of duty, and was directly dispatched to the bitter cold of the border. ?”

"malfeasance?"

"how is this possible?"

Shen Lanqing couldn't help frowning when she heard the words. Although Fu Sinian's father was an official, his duty in the household department was indeed closely related to money, but in reality, it was just that the household department had an idle job and couldn't really manage things. How could it be worth alarming inspector People in the hospital investigate.

This kind of method... is more like the fate of offending the powerful in the officialdom.

"If it's dereliction of duty, according to my "Great Yan Law", the crime of sending out border crossings should not be related. What about the son of Fu's mansion?"

Shen Lanqing asked eagerly, and when she turned her head to meet the blankness in Ah Zi's eyes, she curled her fingertips slightly and said helplessly.

"Do you know when this happened?"

Hearing this, AhZi put her chin on her fat hand and thought hard, her eyes finally lit up.

"My lord, the old man next door said that the disaster in Fu's house should have happened three years ago."

"Specifically, before the winter solstice, when he was sorting out some goods at the street shop, he saw the servants of the Ministry of Criminal Justice enter the mansion with a big knife to detain people. There was a big battle at that time, and it is said that several people were killed because of it..."

　Lanqing is back!

　　Looking forward to Fu Sinian's next appearance!
　　I can't see the previous chapters, it should be blocked. I tried my best (crying) The story behind the 5000-word fat chapter

　　I hope you like it. How will the two meet again?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)