Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid: Bodhi Casts a Mirror Heart

Chapter 146
I was slightly surprised, but she let me go slowly and stopped looking at me.The silk cuffs embroidered with lotus patterns brushed my face, and Du Ruo's fragrance rushed straight into my nostrils, I was slightly dizzy, and when I woke up, Jinxiu had already boarded the boat.

Chu Xi specially received the decree of grace, and led a few palace officials to bid farewell to Jinxiu across the shore, and there were one or two light-footed, stern-faced ones, who should be her old warriors.

Chu Xi burst into tears, and shouted across the river: "Master, take care."

Chuxi and the others chased along the bank of the Weihe River for a long time, just like when we left Huajia Village when we were young, Rhubarb chased our ox cart for a long, long time.

An ancient song wafted softly by my ears, like weeping and complaining.When I turned around, I saw an Angzang man with a scar on his face, playing a bamboo flute.I recognized it, it was "Folding Willow", and there was a child wearing a mask standing beside it.

I was a little surprised, but I still listened quietly to Sima Yun's sad and bleak song. At the end of the song, I looked at the beautiful boat and said softly, "Thank you for coming to see her off."

Sima Yun didn't speak, but held the flute in both hands, looking at Jinxiu standing like a clay sculpture on the bow of the boat with no sorrow or joy.

Under the mask, Xiao Yu suddenly made a low-pitched sound like a kitten.I knelt down and gently lifted his little mask...

That was the first time I saw Xiao Yu's face...

But Xiao Yu, like Sima Yun, had a scar on his brow.Even with such a terrible scar, it still couldn't hide his handsome appearance, which was almost exactly the same as Feiliu's, as well as those brilliant purple pupils.At this moment, those brilliant purple pupils were streaming tears.

An arrow in the shade of the window breaks a thousand mountains in a dream,

Shuanghui building is empty, only Yu Huan is fragrant.

I understood everything, and immediately hugged Xiao Yu tightly.I choked up on his shoulder and said, "Xiao Yu, don't cry. I have my aunt to accompany you. My mother will definitely come back."

Yiye Huafang drifted farther and farther in the Weishui River, Jinxiu was independent from the bow of the boat, her white hair fluttered in the wind, occasionally covering her lifeless face.Maybe it was too far away, she couldn't see Xiao Yu's face, her purple pupils were exhausted and without any emotion, looking at me so dull and lifeless, and gradually disappeared into the blue sky.

I don't know what Sima Yun was thinking, all I know is that he silently stood there with his arms crossed, watching Jinxiu disappear without saying a word, and silently wiped his face for Xiao Yu who was weeping with tears. He put on the mask again, then picked it up, and left me without looking back, like a gust of wind, or as if he had never brought Xiaoyu to send Jinxiu, or there was no one named Sima in the world A sudden person is just an erratic ghost.

On the other side of the Weihe River is a large piece of farmland that has just been reclaimed. The dark land is lush with greenery. It is the new emperor who amnesties the world. He specially took back a piece of manor that the imperial concubine wanted to be bestowed by the late emperor to the Duke of Yongding, and converted it into a public land. Give the refugees to cultivate the wilderness.Those refugees who have survived all these hardships finally have their own land and residences, and are hurrying to plant the last wave of wheat this year. Occasionally, some curious people look at us from a distance with their hands on awnings, and then more It's pouting buttocks, working hard, and the royal family's disputes seem to be far away from them.

In the end, Jinxiu's followers chased after him to the other side of the bank, and Chuxi, who was immersed in grief, gradually became louder in crying, just like Dahuang finally stopped and looked up to the sky and screamed in mourning.

The cold fragrance lingers all over the dream of Ziqi, and the dream of the city.

The mountains and rivers are everywhere, when will you be rich and prosperous?

Who can play the drum after the konghou farewell, the heart will break the end of the world.

Donggui people go, a wisp of tea smoke penetrates the green yarn. ②
【Note】

①[Northern Song Dynasty] Ouyang Xiu's "The Return of Ruan Lang · Spring Outing in the South Garden"

② Adapted from Nalan Ci.

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