Qingchuan History

Chapter 943 Guardian of the Cloud Tree
Jing Tingge thought about this problem seriously.

She felt that there was no need to go into details, but the matter had come to this point, perhaps she should go into details.

"Probably because I know his feelings for you better than anyone else."

She was the first to discover this.The girl's Jingting song has only been to the Yin Palace once, and she has only seen it once, so she can get a glimpse of the secret, and then put it into the chess game for her own use.

The young Ruan Zhong didn't like to talk, and he didn't like to talk about Ruan Xueyin with others, but because he reached an "alliance" with Jing Tingge, he talked a lot during the years of the Cangwu Secret Meeting.

Jing Tingge has a heart of stone, but he is a little moved by the young man who has the same heart of stone and gives all his tenderness to one person, and there are indeed similarities between his situation and Ruan Zhong's situation-although the "Alliance" is a bureau, Ruan Xueyin As bait, she sincerely hoped that he could embrace the beauty.

At the time, it seemed not impossible.

It was Gu Xinglang who, contrary to everyone's expectations, wanted Ruan Xueyin and refused to let go no matter what, that killed all other possibilities.

She thought that Mingming had her own arrangements, and the two of them were destined to miss each other.

But by accident, even life and death have passed, and there is still the chance to get along with each other now.

Since it is an opportunity, it should be cherished, not to mention that she really does not want Ruan Xueyin to die alone.

"It doesn't mean that you must get married and you can't live without a man. You and I have always agreed on this matter." After she finished talking about the past, she consciously conveyed the affection of the young man clearly enough, and continued:
"But if there is a suitable person worthy of entrustment, why not give it a try? It is a good thing to have companionship for the rest of your life! I know you want to say that the person in your heart is that person, not him. But I also want to say that the person who won With his status as the Son of Heaven, he took the lead because of his status, so he was right and proper with you. If Ruan Zhong was by your side first, would you still reject him so thoroughly? He treats you well, You will never be inferior to that one, right?"

Jing Tingge couldn't say Gu Xinglang.

It seems that saying it clearly will also aggravate certain emotions and make things more difficult.

"Finished?" Ruan Xueyin asked.

Jing Tingge knew it was not enough, and sighed, "I'll drink some water later."

She was busy watching before, and she was really thirsty. She drank two cups in one go, sat back and continued:
"Chao Chao has grown up, and she has to go out. You can't lock her up in the mountains for the rest of her life, can you?"

"Naturally. She will have her own life, a lover, children, a home."

"How about you then?"

"I'm still here and won't drag her down."

"You fart!" Jing Tingge was furious, "When you are seventy and eighty, you can't carry your hands on your shoulders, you have to work hard to cook, and you don't have anyone to help you, how will you live?"

"There are many people who live alone in the world. I live as others do."

"I don't agree!" Jing Tingge was in a hurry, took off his shoes and crossed his legs on the couch, as if he would just talk all night if he didn't make sense tonight, "You tell me, tell the truth, don't you?" Still waiting for him?"

Ruan Xueyin felt it was absurd, "If I had thought this way, I would have thought of other ways back then, let alone trying every means to hide it so thoroughly."

This is true.No one knows better than Jing Tingge how much effort she spent in hiding. "Really let it go?"

This is not the same thing as the previous question.But Ruan Xueyin felt that she had something to say, and she originally planned to keep it from her—they had come back from the town down the mountain to whisper a few days ago, and she overheard a little.

"En." He replied very firmly, leading her to talk.

Jingting Song was silent for a while.

Ruan Xueyin got up and went to get the wine from the low cabinet, a small urn, and the aroma was overflowing when the lid was opened. "Come on? You and I didn't drink at the top of the mountain earlier."

Jing Tingge blinked, "Why is there still an urn hidden in the room?"

It's the apricot blossoms that are going to be brewed in spring. She always remembers that they are all in the kitchen.

"Occasionally drink two sips before going to bed, and the dream will be sweeter."

It's good to have some wine and talk.

The two then took a piece of felt to spread out on the bed, put the wine jug in the middle, sat cross-legged to each other, and drank for two rounds.

"It's just heard. You know that in our remote place, the news is not well-informed, and only major events that are known to the whole country can be passed on, and most of them are not new."

Ruan Xueyin succeeded, and waited for her to speak.

"At that time, the emperor reopened the harem. There are relatives of important ministers in the capital, and recommendations from famous families from all over the country."

They lived in Qixi, and the son of heaven naturally referred to Qi Jun.

Wei Kingdom no longer has a king, and there is only one emperor in Qingchuan.

Jing Tingge intentionally kept her words short, fearing that Ruan Xueyin would feel uncomfortable, so she looked carefully at her expression, but there was no trace of sadness or anger.

There is only a sense of relief, and a slight smile can be seen.

Unlike pretending, Jing Tingge didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

"Relaxed?" I asked for a long time, but I didn't know if the question was right or not.

"Don't worry." Ruan Xueyin nodded, poured herself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

She has been waiting for this news year after year.

In the first year, there were mixed feelings, looking forward to news and fearing news.

She began to train herself, thinking about various principles every day, keeping her mind on the general situation, rushing to work, learning to cook, and spending the rest of her time with Chao Chao.

is productive.In the second year, she became much calmer, reminding herself every month that she might be able to hear something next month, next month.

Every reminder is a training session.

So much so that at this moment this year, when I finally heard it, I felt a strong desire to realize my long-cherished wish.

Jing Tingge held down her hand that was about to pour herself again. "You don't seem to be relieved like this."

Ruan Xueyin smiled, which should be the most charming smile in the past three years, "If you really understand me as well as I think, you should know that you are not only relieved, but also happy, gratified, and happy. It is worth toasting and celebrating. .”

That rest assured is true.Jing Tingge was close enough to her to see and confirm.Happiness, gratification, and joy are all real, mixed together to cover the deepest decision at the bottom—this moment is it, the moment of farewell between her and Gu Xinglang, the final dust settles, the road is up, each go aside.

"Xiaoxue." For more than 20 years, there has never been a moment like this. She really wanted to hug her.

However, Ruan Xueyin had already filled the wine for the two of them, and handed her a glass, "The apricot blossom wine from last spring is really elegant to drink this spring." She blinked, a little mischievously,

"Let's drink it up tonight."

Competing court songs naturally accompany.

She thought she would cry, and at a certain moment when the wine jar was about to be empty, she would show her true feelings through drunkenness.

But never.The more Ruan Xueyin drank, the happier she became, and she hummed a little song when she fell on the pillow, with a smile on her lips all the time.

"Cry if you want. I won't tell others." Jing Tingge said something she would never say before.

Ruan Xueyin closed her eyes and shook her head, "I'm really happy, Ting Ge. I didn't misread him, and I didn't misjudge everything. Gu Xinglang is Gu Xinglang, he will win the Shangguan Banquet, and he will unify Qingchuan and bring peace to the world."

Jing Tingge looked at her quietly.

"You remember that year, in front of the Mingluan Palace, King Xin stabbed me." Ruan Xueyin touched the lapel, on the left side, there were only faint marks under the cloth, "I don't think what you said at that time was provocative. But I don't think that in his heart, I must not be as important as the throne and the country. Maybe there are some moments that are just as important."

"It's just as important. I believe it." Jing Tingge continued to say things that he would never say before.

"But my importance can be obliterated by time and can be replaced. Jiangshan Tianxia is always there, and the king needs to spend his whole life." Ruan Xueyin let go of her hand, and the empty wine glass rolled down on the felt. "This is when I left three years ago. , I have more confidence than anyone else. You see, I was right again."

Jing Tingge knew that she was talking drunk, but she was also telling the truth.For three years, she never confided a single word on this matter, and until today, she decided the ending with her own heart.

"You are always right. I have never missed it since I was a child." Except for guessing wrong about Ruan Zhong's sweetheart, because of blindness, Jing Tingge patted her head, "I was so jealous when I was young, so I quietly asked the teacher, are you better than me?" I'm much smarter."

She waited for her to ask the teacher what to say, but Ruan Xueyin seemed to have fallen asleep.

"The teacher just patted my head like this, and asked: Have you finished reading that "Six Secret Teachings"?"

Ruan Xueyin really fell asleep, breathing evenly, and there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Jing Tingge also lay down on her side, facing her, and continued to look at her face.

"How did I know when I was a child that Ruan Xueyin would be so heartless to a man. How indifferent you were before! That kid is really lucky."

Saying this, he went to hold her hand again, "Okay, it's over, we have to look forward, Ruan Xueyin deserves all the good things in the world. You, fifth brother, are very good. The matchmaker of the door broke the threshold. Try it."

No one has answered her since.

"Just as you agreed!" She hooked her little finger together.

That night, Ruan Xueyin's eyebrows relaxed and she slept peacefully.

But Jing Tingge couldn't fall asleep all the time, so he just kept watch over her all night.

When it was almost dawn, she should have had a good dream, the corners of her mouth were raised, it was sweet and warm that Jing Tingge had never seen before.

Did you dream about him?
Really dreamed about him.

In the dream, Ruan Xueyin was walking on the streets of Jidu, and she couldn't tell what year it was, but she was wearing a lake-colored skirt that she would wear in Pengxi Mountain, and her figure was tall enough—before 20 years old, maybe after 15 years old.

It was spring, and the fragrance of plants and trees in the air was extremely strong. She walked through the bustling shops and stopped in front of the four wide open doors.

"Flower Market", the only small flower market within the walls in the city, where fresh flowers and trees are scattered in a large courtyard. When Mrs. Pei made incense, it set off an upsurge in making incense in the capital, and this place was one of the gathering places.

Ruan Xueyin, who was in her teens, had never been to Jidu at all, and it was impossible for her to know about Mrs. Pei's incense making several years later.She immediately understood that she was dreaming, but she didn't wake up. She walked in and saw Gu Xinglang.

He was only twelve or thirteen years old, totally childlike.She recognized it immediately, panicked in her heart, and immediately realized that he didn't know herself—a dream that couldn't be more fake, even the age didn't match, Ruan Xueyin, who was sixteen or seventeen, and Gu Xinglang, who was twelve or thirteen years old.

"Are you buying flowers?" She walked over and asked softly.

The little boy turned his face, his facial features were exquisite and he looked better than girls of the same age, he smiled gently, but there was a distance between his brows and eyes. "right."

How could His Royal Highness buy at the flower market in the city?Ruan Xueyin laughed at the absurdity of this dream, and squatted down to look at the flowers and plants around him, "Buy it for home or give it away? I am very good at it, and I can help you."

The little boy raised his eyebrows. "Give it away."

His cheeks were slightly flushed.Ruan Xueyin suddenly knew what year it was.

She smiled unconsciously, stood up and looked around the entire courtyard, and finally pointed to the northwest corner, "That's it."

The branches are ordinary, the leaves are also ordinary, and the green is even more featureless.The young boy frowned, obviously dissatisfied. "Thanks. I'll look elsewhere—"

"That's lilac. Don't look at its ugly appearance at the moment. It will bloom in a month or two. It's very beautiful. The most important thing is,"

She looked down at him with disbelief, and smiled slyly: "This flower symbolizes the beginning of love."

Unexpectedly, the young boy blushed, thanked him, and went to the side to continue picking.

It is indeed a dream, there are only the two of them in such a lively place.Ruan Xueyin walked towards the small lilac plant, saw the scissors beside the pot, picked it up, and planned to trim the branches to look better.

When the work was almost finished, the young boy came over, "Will flowers really become beautiful when they bloom?"

"It's true."

The little boy stared at the pruned tree for a while, "That's it, give it a try. If not—"

If not, would you still have to settle accounts with her?Ruan Xueyin thought it was funny and cute, she watched him and waited for the next article.

"What's your name?" But waited for such a sentence.

Ruan Xueyin stood up and patted his head, "It's imprudent to ask a girl's name like this."

"Meeting by chance, it's reckless for you to pat my head like this."

Ruan Xueyin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and saluted, "I'm the one who had nothing to say, I'm sorry. Goodbye, young master."

She has already remembered the appearance of 13-year-old Gu Xinglang, this dream can end.

"What's your name?" He didn't say goodbye, but grabbed her wrist and asked again.

This is the year before the closure of Tingguan.Next year, he will lose his elder brother and father successively, ascend to the Great Treasure, and start the rule of Jinghong.

Ruan Xueyin thought for a while, then squatted down, and looked at him seriously, "The lilacs given to me when I was young may not be the choice of my life. Before the age of 25, good or bad, you can cherish and remember them, but don't pay too much attention to them; People and things are more worth grasping.”

"Are you giving me advice?"

"I'm giving you advice."

"Certificate? Why is it 25 years old?"

"There will be a period later, young master."

There will be no date, Gu Xinglang.

The first ray of sunlight shone on the bed curtains, Jing Tingge watched the smile rise and fall, felt inexplicably sad, and sat up with his numb arms.

Ruan Xueyin was still in a deep sleep, she didn't want to wake her up, she got up on tiptoe, went out to close the door, and found that there was noise in the kitchen.

It was Ruan Zhong, smoking from the stove, holding a pot in his hand, seeing her, he blurted out, "So early?"

"Do I look like I've slept?" The words were blunt, with a gentle expression and tone.

Ruan Zhongfang noticed that her eye circles were black and her face was a little swollen. "Then she—"

Jing Tingge found a small stool and sat down, leaning against the shelf, "She slept well and had sweet dreams, don't worry."

Ruan Zhong put down the kettle in his hand.

Jing Tingge asked to see him.

"I wanted to send it over. She didn't wash up last night, and she will be in a hurry to use hot water when she wakes up this morning."

Such a thoughtful and considerate man, tall, handsome and capable, why can't he consider it?Jing Tingge sighed, Fang noticed that his eyes were also black. "You didn't sleep either?"

"worried."

"If you did something like Meng Lang's, you should be so anxious that you won't be able to sleep." Jing Tingge remembered.

Ruan Zhong felt uncomfortable for a moment, and coughed: "Did she tell you?"

"Do you still need to tell me? I'm not blind." Jing Tingge looked out to make sure there was no one there. "This kind of thing is enough once, and it must not be repeated. You will scare her away."

"I see."

"Be patient." Jing Tingge whispered, "She will slowly change." Last night was a watershed.

"What I lack most is patience." Ruan Zhong smiled.

"Okay! I thought you were hit by this, or you were about to give up, but I wanted to encourage you."

Ruan Zhong turned around and lifted the lid of the steamer, and the rice cakes made into flower shapes were soft and fragrant, "Some things have become habits. Habits will not be discouraged, so there is no need to be encouraged."

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