Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Following the direction led by Si Guangren, he ran towards a hill outside the city.

In the morning, the grass and trees are slightly dew, and the thick wet fog floats in the air in the forest, making the scenery in front of you hazy.

Not long after the two rode their horses and galloped, Yun Sheng felt that the clothes and cheeks on his body were wet from the mist.

If you are in Chang'an at this time, you will definitely see a desolate winter scene everywhere.

But the woods and vegetation in front of him suddenly seemed to be in spring.

After riding for about half an hour, Si Guangren pointed to a hill not far ahead and said, "It's just ahead."

Yun Sheng could only see a small hill in front of him in the hazy mist, and the mountain was crisp and green.Hidden in the mist but can't see clearly.

Seeing that the destination was just ahead, the two of them exchanged a glance, and when they clamped the horse's belly, the horse galloped forward like an arrow off the string.

When he finally arrived at the destination, Yun Sheng only felt that the clothes on his body seemed to be wrung out of water.

Turning over and getting off the horse, Yun Sheng touched the hem of his clothes and shook his head helplessly.

Seeing Yun Sheng's movements, Si Guangren on the side smiled and said, "Miss Zi Xin is from the north, right?"

Yun Sheng nodded lightly: "People from Chang'an."

Si Guangyi smiled and said, "No wonder, Miss Zixin is not used to the climate in the south of the Yangtze River."

While the two were talking, Si Guangren tied their horses to the foot of the mountain, and then walked up the mountain.

Yun Sheng walked up the mountain with Si Guangren, looking around at the surrounding scenery, it was as ethereal and unreal as a dream.

"It's just that the water vapor in the south of the Yangtze River is heavier, but I didn't expect it to be so." Yun Sheng said helplessly.

Si Guangyi smiled: "It's okay on weekdays, but today's fog is especially thick, and this place is different from other places, so the fog usually doesn't dissipate until noon."

After listening to Si Guangren's words, Yun Sheng looked carefully at the surrounding terrain again, looking at the path in front of the two of them.

It turned out that the two had reached the top of the hill without knowing it.

This mountain is not very high, it can even be called a very large mound.

And the place where the two of them were at this time turned out to be a green bamboo forest.

The bamboo here is obviously not artificially planted, but primitive and naturally wanton growth.

Seeing this wanton and exuberant green bamboo forest, Yun Sheng suddenly had the illusion of being in a trance, as if he had returned to Lingyun Peak.

Xingxin likes bamboo, and there is a big bamboo forest on Lingyun Peak.

Xing Xin often likes to chop some thick bamboo and make some gadgets.

All the furnishings and utensils in the bamboo house on Lingyun Peak are also made of bamboo by Xingxin.

There are often Wuyou practicing sword in the bamboo forest.

Sometimes it will be like this on Lingyun Peak, with a beautiful mist.

Wuyou was wearing a plain long gown and was practicing sword in the bamboo forest, so he didn't think it was real.

In the bamboo grove, there is also a formation set up by Xing Xin.

Yun Sheng still doesn't know how to decipher that formation.

That bamboo forest trapped Yunsheng for 12 years on Lingyun Peak.

And in the blink of an eye, things changed.

Some are gone, and some have changed identities.

It seems that the green bamboo forest on Lingyun Peak is right in front of you, as if Yun Sheng is still the teenage girl living on Lingyun Peak.

But everything has changed.

Those love and life and death, those parting and hatred.

Even if Yun Sheng returned to the green bamboo forest on Lingyun Peak at this time, he could never regain the state of mind he had at that time.