Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 113

I don't know how long I slept, but Zhijin regained some strength, and only felt a ray of cool plum fragrance coming.

Chang Di said that she was thinking too much and had a heart disease, so she felt tired.He asked her to live here to cultivate, and after she recovered, she would see the moon when the clouds opened, and she would see the pure and quiet after the storm.

She got off the bed barefoot, and slowly raised the curtains, and saw that it was dark and there was a red plum tree in the courtyard.

The white snow is like fluff, fluttering softly, and the world is silent. She seems to see eternity, standing under the eaves, thinking of nothing, just staring at it.The ghost servant of Charming Mountain said that Shenshou Mountain used to be called Jue Mountain, and it was so cold that there was never any living beings.

It was Changdi who transplanted the plum trees from Mount Wumei here, and all the trees withered because they could not bear the severe cold of Shenshou Mountain.But Changdi didn't want to use mana to make the plum tree lifeless like a wood carving, so he took off his clothes and was frozen together with the dying plum tree.He is a tiger, and he has a relationship with the life of the grass, trees, mountains and rivers of the fief.Maybe the plum tree sensed the tiger's wish, survived, lighted the bright red, and scattered the plum fragrance.

If you are not happy, you can come to Shenshou Mountain.The reassuring words that Changdi said to her that day echoed so much tonight, and the feeling in his heart was hard to describe.

"This white snow and red plum, isn't it beautiful?" He tied a cloak for her, and accompanied her to enjoy the beauty of the world.

"I remember your ghost servant said that you once said something during the worship of the ghosts, wishing all loved ones in the five worlds will have the charm of green mountains, white snow and red plums."

Changdi smiled wistfully, "If people from the Five Realms can see the good scenery, they won't have so many grievances."

"This is my hometown. You are the first and only woman to come here."

After Zhijin heard this, he turned to see that there was no disturbance in him, and he was a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject, "Did you find it boring to practice swords here when you were young?"

"Compared to the boringness at that time, it is better than the impermanence of today." As a tiger in Shengzhou, he seems to have everything and has a high status, but in the four seasons, he is accompanied by ignorant people.How much he hopes that this moment will be eternal, it is wishful thinking...

She stretched out her hand from her sleeve, and Feixue slid across her palm, "Chang Di, I really want to go home..."

"Okay, I'll accompany you home." He promised affectionately.

Where is her home? In the distant valley, where she named Luo Tang.What's going on there now? Is the little demon in the mountain still there? She almost forgot the scenery and everything there.I can only vaguely remember that beside the Xiaoqingtan on the mountainside, there is Qionghua, which blooms in the morning and fades away in the evening, which goes back and forth and is luxuriant in all seasons.

Drunk under the Qionghua tree, Xiaoxing lit up the stars on the pool.

Forget, leave home, I heard that these are the most taboo words in the world.People in the demon world are always unable to find their home, and they are lonely all their lives.How does a little demon like her have the right to have good memories, but to have a hometown full of flowers and moons.

"I've been away from home for so long, I've already forgotten my way home."

"Don't be afraid, one day, those things you have forgotten will become clear again." Chang Di held her in his arms, "It's like I also forgot what sword technique I practiced here when I was young, and what books I read."

Zhijin twisted the flesh on his waist, and joked, "It's not that you've forgotten, it's just that you didn't study well and practice art."

Changdi clutched the piece of flesh on his waist that she had twisted, and complained to her pitifully and innocently, "I'm also a tiger from a state, you actually hurt me like this."

"I'm sorry, I was a little harsh, you have a lot of tigers, don't mind." She bowed.

"No, you hurt my waist." He was unyielding.

"It hurt your waist, so what?" She was confused.

"You really don't know!" He said condescendingly.

"Waist?" She racked her brains but couldn't think of anything special about the tiger's waist.

"A man's strength lies in his strong waist." He said while holding his forehead.

"Ah, what, a man is majestic because of his waist..."

"So, you don't believe it?" His expression was intriguing.

"Praised by the world, a man can be called a real man only when he has made meritorious deeds and kept his family safe and peaceful. How can he be called a real man because of his good waist?"

"If you don't believe me, can you give it a try?"

Seeing him smiling with evil intentions, she knew it must be a conspiracy. She wanted to slip away like oil on the soles of her feet, but he hugged him by the waist and couldn't break free.

Zhijin panicked and shouted, "What are you going to do?!"

Changdi ignored her, the curtains were deep and the lamps were lingering, he carried her and walked straight to the bed.

"I, I, I can't..." She put her hands on his warm chest.

"You can't, I can." On the surface, he still pretended to be playful and rude, but in his heart he was laughing like hell.

"Chang Di, you have a good waist, good legs, a good body, and a majestic majesty. You are a good man!" She closed her eyes tightly, "If you do this again, I will not be polite."

Sitting on the bed, he laughed loudly, "Could it be that Qing Ze was hurt by you because he was rude to you? If that's the case, I'll tear him apart."

"That's not true, he killed Youyuan, of course I want to seek revenge from him." Zhijin was even more embarrassed by his smile.

"When I saw you, I saw that your clothes were intact, but he was covered in blood, so I knew you must have hurt him for the sake of the elder brother." Referring to the eldest brother Changyou, he restrained his joke, "Since you have told him Pay off the grudge, don't take this matter to heart in the future... Whether it is Yuezhou or Tianting, if they know about your behavior, I am afraid they will capture you."

"I'm not afraid." She said firmly, in order to avenge You Yuan, she was willing to risk her life.

"You're not afraid, I'm afraid."

She met his deep gaze, unwilling to add to his pain and worry, "It won't happen in the future..."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the elder brother's affairs." Chang Di got up and took out the quilt from the closet and spread it on the floor, "Even if Qing Ze recovers from his injuries in Beihai, he won't live long."

"Why?" She didn't understand his actions, let alone what he said.

"Qing Ze was born with a strange disease. On the night of the full moon, he was plagued by nightmares and had unbearable headaches. He needed a Moqi pillow to rest." He extinguished the extra lamps, leaving only Feng Hua in front of the bed, " Now, this pillow was stolen by his subordinates, and there is only one pillow in the world."

So it was like this, at this moment, she didn't know whether it was the pleasure of retribution or guilt in her heart.Guilty for the person she stabbed, and the misfortune of seeing her aunt doing something wrong... That person was bleeding profusely from his chest and was dying, but he told her that I had a lot of blood on my hands in my life, and I didn't care before , but you... made me feel a little regretful.

"What's wrong?" Chang Di held her hand.

She shook her head and said, "I was just thinking, is there any reason to leave safely because of such revenge."

"Go to sleep, it's getting late." He didn't answer her, because he himself didn't know where his eldest brother was.

He was lying on the floor in front of the bed, on the same light-colored plum blossom pillow as hers, and looked at each other with an indescribable warmth in his heart.

"Changdi, it's too cold here, you'd better go back to your palace to sleep, if you catch a cold, it's my fault."

"It's too late. You were unconscious a few days ago, and I always slept like this."

"Would you like to sleep on the couch with me?"

"No, that bed is too small to accommodate a man as strong as me."

In his slightly surprised eyes, she got off the bed, turned her back to him, and lay down with him on the quilt on the ground.

Changdi hugged Zhijin tightly, as if embracing the beautiful scenery of this life, unwilling to let go.Outside the window is covered with snow, and the plum tree in the courtyard has a dark fragrance, falling asleep with the beloved under the window.

(End of this chapter)