Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 130

I don't know what that woman is to the sixth prince?He tried his best to be calm, so that Zhao Xun could not see his heart palpitations when he mentioned that name.

Zhao Xun smiled and said nothing, the cypress branch seemed to be answering, the woman is just something in the palm of her hand, just playing.

He felt that he was bored, so he didn't want to delve into it any further. He just said lightly that Wan Mu was already dead...

The green and green cypress branches fell down, obviously so light, but they fell heavily on the ground.Zhao Xun turned around, looked at Ji Feng in disbelief, and was silent for a long time.

How did you die?It was a tone of farewell.

Ji Feng said coldly, died of illness... I heard that the bonsai in Wanmu's bedroom was specially ordered by the sixth prince to arrange it... It was really hard work...

Why... would there be a sickness...

How can a person standing on a high place understand how a person living on a low place lives... Does the sixth prince not know that when there are grass and trees, there is also a time when people will return.

...Where is it buried?
The sixth prince, the banshee did not leave her skeleton after death, nor was she reincarnated... the ashes were wiped out, clean.He sighed that her life was like a vast expanse of white snow. After dawn, the snow melted and the world became clear.

You gave her a little hope and made her suffer so much, I wish the Sixth Prince my condolences.

If the woman did not die, perhaps, the hope he gave her could be realized.After all these years, she was the only one who could make him miss him a little, but... this miss did not offset his absurdity, his abyss of ambition, and his reckless behavior.

He knew that she was not chaste, but he was still overwhelmed by her innocence.

In the cage made of the filthy East China Sea giant spirit stone, she curled up in a corner, like a flower scattered in the mud.His Ruifeng eyes were burning, passing through those beautiful beauties, only staying on her body.

He approached her, raised her chin, and took a closer look at her face, with light makeup and a calm lake in his eyes.

What's your name?

Evening.Her beauty lake has no ripples.

Which night, which evening?This is the first time he has moved his mind about a woman's name.

In the evening, the gentleman returns, lightly drunk and red makeup.

Of course he knows the poems that describe the feelings of the daughter in the boudoir.He actually took the initiative to tell her his name, you can call me Zhao Xun, Zhao is the bright light of Zhao Yao, and Xun is the wish to live forever.

A few nights of joy, a few nights of lingering, passionate love.

She didn't ask the person next to her pillow like those vulgar women, would you still belong to others?Instead, get up, half lie in the banquet, and watch the moonlight that exists in the five worlds.Only Qianyue sees every place equally and tenderly, no matter heartbreak, longing, life or death, she treats them affectionately.

He draped clothes for her, and she asked, Zhao Xun, do you think mortals have wishes?

Of course there are, getting promoted and getting rich, living a long life, full of children and grandchildren...too many...why ask this.

Ordinary people in these five realms have the shortest number of lives, but why do they still have so many wishes...

It is precisely because I can't live for a long time that I demand that the years treat me kindly.He hugged her in his arms, wanting to spend a little more time with her on the beauty of this place.

She gently pushed him away, a little tired, can I make a wish?

tell me...

If one day I leave you, may you plant a tree for me.The lake water in her quiet eyes finally had wrinkles.

He stroked her soft hair, sullen, why did he say such unlucky words.

Nothing... Tears coolly moistened their skin.

Perhaps, Wan Mu knows that when she falls in love with someone who has no sincerity, she is doomed to be let down and abandoned.She is a bird and beast in a cage, and she can never recall the eagle soaring in the sky alone.

Coming from the hell of being abused by others, I fell into another hell of love.

He told her the most beautiful lie, making her think it was love.

He once held her hand and whispered in her ear, "Will I marry you when I ascend to the throne of God?"

I never extravagantly asked for your successor, nor did I want to bear the name of ruin, and be with you in the East China Sea... My only wish is that you can remember me.Even if you forget it after a long time, at least the tree you planted for me is still there.She hoped so in her heart.

Now, let me make that wish come true for you.Zhao Xun took out the brocade bag from his bosom.

Those were the seeds he picked at Leyou Mountain and put them in a brocade bag, thinking that he would see her again one day.She doesn't like gold, silver, jade, or fancy clothes and utensils, but only thinks about the plants that can bloom.

As the noble sixth prince of the East China Sea, he went to Leyou Mountain for fun, but the intention of going for a gift from a woman was too ridiculous.When the little ghost from Leyou Mountain asked him what kind of wonderful thing he wanted, he looked very embarrassed.

If you want some flowering seeds, it will undoubtedly lower the face of the heavenly royal family.But apart from insignificant things like plant seeds, what else is lacking in the East China Sea, which is favored by the Heavenly Court...

The little ghost saw his confused thoughts, and smiled lightly, Sixth Prince, what do you think of this thing?

Inside the treasure box is a small seed that looks like a withered heart.

What is it?
Mu Shang Han Ou, also known as Mu Furong, is a beauty with red makeup.The little ghost took out the seeds and handed them to Zhao Xun with both hands.

The shape of this flower is like a stalk, but it does not grow in the mud. It blooms on the branches and faces the water.What's even more wonderful is that the Furong noodles become thicker with the dusk, so they are not afraid of the cold in the long night.

He seemed to be peeking into his mind, a little angry, have you inquired about this prince?

The little ghost plopped and knelt on the ground, Sixth Prince, my subordinates have never asked you, let alone dare to do it!
Then how do you know, what this prince wants is such a seed.He asked condescendingly.

The sixth prince's lesson!There is absolutely no shortage of treasures in the Leyou Mountain East Sea. For the sixth prince to come here alone, what is definitely needed is something rare but not luxurious.

The little ghost saw that Zhao Xun was still suspicious, and then said, this kind of seed was domesticated by us recently, and it has not been shown to others.Today is the first time to present it to a visitor. If the sixth prince doesn't believe it, he can send someone to inquire about it.

Is there only one seed?He softened his tone.

Speaking of the sixth prince, this beauty with red makeup is really hard to tame, she can only be born in a clean place by the water, and there should be no weeds around her.That is to say, if you want to cultivate, there can only be this tree by the lake.The little ghost said ashamedly, this kind of vegetation is too stubborn, we have spent many years of hard work just to get this one.

She is not stained by the silt like that stalk, more like the hibiscus on the tree, she doesn't want to be surrounded by noise, her face piled up with gold and jade, she only wants to admire herself by the water, a beauty with red makeup.

If there are still such seeds in the future, choose the best one and send it to Donghai.Zhao Xun ordered.

The little ghost saluted and replied, the sixth prince can rest assured that it will be delivered to you, but...the deadline is a bit long...

It doesn't matter...it's fine as you go.

After all, he added, the prince wants to give this plant a name.

The little ghost was delighted to salute, and asked the sixth prince to give him a name, we are very grateful.

To be named by the royal family of the heavens, Leyou Mountain's glory will be added. Originally, these little ghosts were not willing to domesticate this Mu Shanghan.In this way, I am extremely proud of it.

Evening.When Zhaoxun read this name, somewhere in his heart ached.

Dare to ask the sixth prince, which is late and which is late?
He fondly recalled when he first met her, and he also asked like this, which night, which evening...

In the evening, the gentleman returns, lightly drunk and red makeup.

　Happy Tanabata!If your city also has hibiscus by the water, remember to watch it in your free time, and call it, late evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)