Qingchuan History

Chapter 151 The People Are Like Rainbows

Days without rain.

As observed by the Taishi Division, until the ninth day of the autumn hunting, the entire Xiling Mountain was still full of sunshine.This year's hunting, from the emperor to the princes and generals, has gained a lot. After several night banquets, there are many birds and animals left.So they rewarded the forbidden army, and rewarded the palace people, and everyone had to eat game for a while.

Yesterday evening, when the three days expired, Ruan Xueyin moved back to Feige Liudan.Since Chunfeng left that day, the atmosphere in the long autumn sky has become weird.Gu Xinglang suddenly stopped sitting on the side of the couch and even told him the clues about Shangguan concubine from Duan Xirun and Chunfeng.

She is used to him being hot and cold and moody.Although no one would comment on Gu Xinglang like this except her.In the eyes of everyone in Qi Gong, the emperor's temperament is extremely stable: Shen Du, refined, gentle, and tolerant.

Because of her habit, she didn't want to get to the bottom of it.Maybe talking about Ruan Zhong with Chunfeng affected his mood?He came back that day, and the siblings went to Sui Yuxuan together, she knew about it.

She lived in Qiushui Changtian for three days, and she had a lot of psychological burden; he opened the distance again, which made her feel a lot easier.

But the changes are still significant.When she left yesterday, she found that all the courtiers in Qiushui Changtian were extremely hospitable.All the way back to Feige Liudan, everyone I met on the way, from maids to patrolling soldiers, showed extraordinary respect.

Qi State's tradition that concubines do not lie on the king's couch is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.Even if there was a reason for the incident, she was just recovering from her injuries, but in just three days, everyone in the palace still changed their attitude towards her.

It is stronger than the hurricanes brought about by the two so-called "Great Favor Orders" in August.

Although uncomfortable, she wasn't very troubled.After all the experience, she seems to have really passed this test.This kind of calmness and relief made her sleep more securely than ever before, so that she was not woken up by the sudden rainstorm in the afternoon.

Rainstorms in autumn are rare, so the moistness and freshness after the rainstorm is particularly itchy.She was bored in the palace for several days, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, so she went out before evening.

"Madam was just able to get out of bed and walk around, so she shouldn't just come out like this. Doctor Cui explained that the wound is only scabbed at the beginning, and it is not stable. If there is any mistake, you have to start all over again. Madam is greedy for a while, and the one who suffers will still be Own."

Ruan Xueyin was in a good mood, and she just smiled when she heard Yunxi's nagging: "You are really getting more and more verbose. Who knows that an open mind is more effective in recovering from injuries than medicine stones."

After the heavy rain, the aroma of soil and vegetation penetrated into her nostrils. She stepped on the wet and soft meadow and felt comfortable physically and mentally. Huge and complete colorful semicircle arc.

"Ma'am, Mu Hong!"

Ruan Xueyin naturally saw it.For 20 years, she has never seen such a large and perfect rainbow. The one in front of her is as colorful as a dream and as magnificent as a bridge.

"Come closer and have a look."

"The madam is here to tease the servant girl again. How can this rainbow get close? No matter how you walk, it will always be at that distance. Maybe it will disappear suddenly as you walk."

Ruan Xueyin laughed: "You are very boring."

So without saying a word, the two masters and servants went up to the high ground in the north.Concerned about the wound, Ruan Xueyin walked slowly, Yunxi protected her all the way carefully, and finally reached a high place.Ascending to the height, the field of vision is wider, and as far as the eye can see, the palace has become a group of stars and chess in the huge meadow, hidden in the sky high clouds and rolling mountains, it looks a little small.

The evening wind blows through the clothes room with the fragrance of the mountains and forests. She thinks of the thrill and embarrassment in the hut in the col a few days ago, like a big dream, years have passed.

In the complete silence, a neighing sound was suddenly heard, which reverberated in the mountains.The horse's body was reddish brown, shiny as satin; the fur in the middle of its head was snow-white, shaped like a full moon; its four hooves were so black that they were hidden among the meadows, so that even just pacing was vacated. And the feeling.

Of course it is Ben Xiao.There is no one in Qingchuan who does not know him.

Because of the unique combination of horse coat colors, most people have heard of it even if they haven’t seen it before, and then they will recognize it at the first sight——

There is only one horse, the mount of Qi Jun Gu Xinglang.

Ben Xiao came out from the racecourse on the east side, with brisk steps.The man on the horse is dressed in white, holding the reins idle, and seems to be relaxing comfortably.The distance was a bit far, she couldn't see his expression clearly, she just vaguely felt that he was concentrating, his eyes were on the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it was exactly where the huge rainbow was.

Seemingly receiving instructions, Ben Xiao stepped forward and began to slow down.Red horses and white clothes, mountains and forests are sparse, and the clouds and sky are as clear as a meticulous painting.Ruan Xueyin stared at the picture, thinking it was extremely beautiful, she was a little dazed for a while.The man on the horse was originally looking at Mu Hong in the distance, and suddenly felt something. He raised his eyes and looked north, and saw the crimson figure on the high ground.

Under the crimson cloak, the light lake color of the skirt is very similar to the sky at the moment.The skirt, wide sleeves and the hem of the cloak were blown up by the evening wind, making the person in the middle look unreal.

The hoofbeats slowed down again.From a considerable distance, Yaoyao's four eyes seemed to have not been connected, or were blown away by the wind just as they were about to connect.But the man on horseback did look sideways, and even though Ben Xiao was still walking slowly, he maintained this sideways posture for a long time.

For a moment, he seemed to see her smiling slightly.

In any case, it is a blessing to be able to get to know each other, have a conversation, and have those precious moments.Many people will not necessarily have such moments in their lives.So Ruan Xueyin really looked at him and smiled, maybe it was just influenced by the vastness of the world and the accessibility of the wind.

That smile that couldn't be seen clearly at all, but just felt, made Gu Xinglang understand it for a moment, and lose his mind the next moment.The autumn wind is invisible and colorless, it lingers between the two of them, but it seems to be an endless wave, insurmountable.

At this moment, another steed with a shiny black body breaks into the picture, catching up with Ben Xiao in an instant.Shen Ji reined in his horse and stopped abruptly. After saying something, he saw Gu Xinglang turn his head and nod, and speed up.

Not long after, the horse herd reappeared in the racecourse. There were dozens of people in the group, and they roared loudly, chasing after the two steeds that had already run several miles away.

On the vast meadow, the red-brown running night fades into the twilight.As the wind whistled, Gu Xinglang kept looking at the Muhong, whose distance remained the same as he advanced and retreated. In the darkening sky, those pastel colors were somewhat blurred.

He finally turned his head, and there was no one on the high ground, as if no one stood there from the beginning to the end.

Only goshawks pass through the clouds, and occasionally look down on the world, seeing two figures drifting away in the mountains.The white clothes are facing east, and the crimson is facing west, surrounded by each other, one fast and one slow, as if they have nothing to do with each other.

You have to listen carefully and distinguish carefully, only to realize that there are whispers in the wind, like joy and sorrow, lingering, it seems that such a story can be told for a thousand years, and the sea will dry up and the stone will die.

(End of this chapter)