Rebirth O is Always Fishing For Me

    Haizi means large waters, in barbarians it means lakes, representing new life and hope.

      landscape painting.

    "I, let you call me Moranke." Moranke deliberately softened her tone, "You haven't answered me yet, do you want to?"

    "Who are you that fool?"

    "I know there was a coup in Fenghuai City, why don't you tell me in detail, the guests from afar should tell the story of the past, right?"

    "You may not have heard another old saying in Nanlu. People who talk too much are easy to be silenced."

    Ming Jingfei didn't care about the other person's scrutiny and frivolous gaze at all, she leisurely tidied up her hair that was ruffled by the wind, and behaved gracefully and naturally, as if she didn't realize who the person who asked her was at all. what identity.

    "You are very interesting, people with blond hair and red eyes must be extraordinary." Mo Lanke gradually approached Ming Jingfei, and seemed to be attracted by her elegance and refinement, "I heard that your illusions are also better than ordinary ones. Kunze is much more powerful. He also has the art of double cultivation, right? Although I am not Qianyuan, it is more than enough to cultivate with you."

    "Shuangxiu?" Mingjing Fei suddenly smiled softly, her expression was as soft as the clear dew on Dangui leaves, green and clear.

    "Well, why don't you tell me what you taste like?" Moranke's expression was a little intoxicated. "What if you and I are a perfect match?"

    Suddenly, Mingjing Fei giggled, the lotus hairpin ring in her hair swayed, and the rose-red eyes drifted through the mist after the new rain in the spring mountains, making people feel like a girl He stared at himself, as if he didn't care at all.

    "What do you think?" Moranke has never seen such a bold girl. She smiles in front of herself whenever she wants, without concealment, as if immersed in her own story, joys and sorrows Worry about yourself.

    Ming Jingfei is really immersed in her own story, she just thinks how wonderful it would be if Xie Xuanzhuo would fall in love with her and see herself and others kissing each other.

    Such a brilliant idea, thanks to the reminder of this prairie girl.

    "Thank you for the reminder."

    "What?" Moran Ke was puzzled, "You thank me?"

    Ming Jingfei smiled but lowered her head and touched the grass on the ground with the toe of her shoe.

    At this moment, Chen Ziyu came out of the felt tent in front of her and said to Ming Jingfei, "Ms. Ming, Sectarian has asked you to enter the tent too."

    "Yes, my lord."

    There are two floors in the tent, and the slaves who take care of the Sangyu are busy on the outer floor. The inner curtain was opened again, and the warm air rushed in.

    Although it was autumn, it was too hot in the tent. As soon as Ming Jingfei walked in, she saw Xie Xuanzhuo squatting beside the bed, her face flushed with heat, two red clouds hanging on her cheeks, Demonstrating flirtatiousness.

    "This girl..." Xie Qingyun wanted to call the person who took care of Xie Xuanzhuo to inquire about the situation of the younger sister, but what she didn't expect was that Ming Jingfei turned out to be blonde and red eyes the Golden Witch people. "You... can you know Ming Wuchen?"

     Surprised that the second princess would blurt out her brother's name, Ming Jingfei froze in the center of the tent for a while, but did not speak for a long time.

    "You know him, don't you, you look alike. Can you tell me, is he okay?" Xie Qingyun looked at Ming Jingfei's blond hair with a blurred gaze, as if he could see the distant past .

    "Brother he," Ming Jingfei's heart tightened, her brother's mad face flashed in her mind, and the elegant son turned into a terrifying demon, all thanks to their good father, "he's good."

    "Are you his sister?" Xie Qingyun's eyes flashed a mournful look, and then looked at Ming Jingfei with burning eyes, "Fate is really amazing."

    Seeing this woman's gentle eyes, Ming Jingfei suddenly regretted lying. She didn't know if she should say it if there was no hope.

    Fortunately, Xie Qingyun did not continue to ask questions, but turned his attention to Xie Xuanzhuo, "Master Chen just told me that you have been taking care of Xuan'er for a long time, can you tell me about her situation? How can the mind, how can..."

    "Turtle... Your Highness, she is talented and intelligent, Yuxiu is wise, seeing the change in the palace, she is sad and sad, it is human nature,"

    "The change in the palace? Can you tell me in detail?"

    "A lot of people died that night, and the wind only used the strong burning smell and the smell of blood. Her Royal Highness," Ming Jingfei's expression was a little distant, her eyes were ethereal and ethereal, she seemed to see a young child Running in the dry and blackened river of blood, no relatives were found everywhere, scarlet blood was spilled in front of the child's eyes...

    “How is she?”

    "She's very scared," Ming Jingfei met Xie Xuanzhuo's eyes, and she suddenly added, "I'm also very angry."

    Xie Xuanzhuo avoided Ming Jingfei's eyes, those bright rose-red eyes seemed to refract the light of the lamp, and wanted to cast that light into people's hearts. She felt a little strange in her heart, how could Ming Jingfei know about the palace when she met her by chance.

    Everyone thinks that the palace change happened during the day, only they know that it begins at night. Xie Xuanzhuo quietly observed Ming Jingfei through the bronze mirror in the tent.

    However, what she didn't know was that in the dark, Ming Jingfei slightly raised the corners of her mouth, like a smile, not a smile, thinking more things in her heart.

    Many years later, Xie Xuanzhuo, who was sitting high on the throne of Taiyuan Palace in Fenghuai City, suddenly realized that someone could detect her joys, sorrows and sorrows from her short words.

    But she lost this person.

    "Xuan'er," Xie Qingyun looked at Xie Xuanzhuo at the corner of the bed and wanted to reach out to hug her, but hesitantly, "put on clothes from the grassland, it will be warmer."

    The female slave on the side quickly took out the prepared clothes and put them on Xie Xuanzhuo, the moon-white satin clothes, the boots were also replaced with white leather, and there was a sharkskin knife.

    "This is a knife that my sister built before. I wanted to leave it to my children, but..." Xie Qingyun shook his head, and the smile covered her beautiful face again. "It shouldn't be said. Big sister is very happy to see Xuan'er again."

    "And this girl, also put on new clothes." Xie Qingyun wanted to get out of bed to rummage for clothes, but the bedding moved her trousers, revealing a section full of welts The calf, red marks are especially obvious on the white skin.

    Ming Jingfei glanced at her lightly, and then quickly shifted her gaze.

    It was almost midnight when I left the cyan tent. There was a small tent in the open space in the distance. Chen Ziyu was sitting around the bonfire in front of the tent, using a blower to ignite the sheep dung eggs. A small iron pot was hung above the bonfire, and mutton soup was cooking in it.

    "Tomorrow morning, the old man has to leave for the Southern Land." Chen Ziyu raised the wine glass made of gold, I don't know who to honor, "Send you a thousand miles, and finally we have to say goodbye. I hope next time with Your Highness The meeting is in the best restaurant in Fenghuai City."

    Xie Xuanzhuo just held the knife that her sister gave her and didn't speak.

    Around the bonfire, the three noses were filled with the spicy aroma, Chen Ziyu rubbed pepper and a large grain of salt on the roast leg of lamb and handed it to Xie Xuanzhuo.

    "Your Highness, after dinner, go to bed early."

    Xie Xuanzhuo didn't pick up the thick-looking lamb leg, she just wanted to lie down and sink into the dark.

    So, in the eyes of others, she broke into her tent like a wandering spirit and stumbled.

    Xie Xuanzhuo lay on the couch covered with soft fur and slowly closed his eyes.

    Over the years, she has fallen into that night every night. In a blood red, the mother was beheaded by the rebels. The head was kicked out of the hall by the laughing rebels, and the sound of rolling down the stairs reverberated in her heart.

    She and her brother hid in a hidden corner. In the end, the brother died. He left her all the weapons because she was younger.

    In the dark corner, she saw the imperial brother being cut into three pieces by the red-eyed sergeant. That is her brother, who is known as the **** of war. He fought several times among thousands of enemy troops, but was chopped into flesh by his own soldiers.

    Xie Xuanzhuo was trembling, her heart was empty, but tears flowed down.

    She didn't remember whether she cried or not. But since she found herself crying often, she tried her best to hold back the tears.

    After all, there is no fool in the world who will cry sadly.

    In the darkness, she grinned silently.

    "Ms. Ming, why don't you sit down and eat," Chen Ziyu was not annoyed, and waited for Xie Xuanzhuo to enter the account. He bit down the meat of the other leg of lamb fiercely, taking a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine, and said, half nostalgically, half sadly:

    "My old man came to the grassland for the first time with the army. At that time, the first emperor was a hairy boy in his twenties. still."

    "The late emperor's remaining power is still strong, when there was a rebellion in the Golden Witch Clan, the late emperor led the people to suppress the rebellion, single-handedly broke through the encirclement, and saved our clan from water and fire." Ming Jingfei said quietly. Then, he took the spirits from the grassland and took a sip.

    "I can't think of anyone who still remembers that the first emperor was naturally a rare hero. It's just that some people live because of power, and some people die because of power."

    He suddenly smiled apologetically at Ming Jingfei and said:

    "I'm just worried about Your Highness. If there were no rioters, Your Highness might have married Miss Yun by now. The two of them grew up together and have a deep relationship. Listen to you young girls. The old man should feel very boring about the past, right?"

    "No, you just said that their relationship is very good?" Mingjingfei's white clothes are better than snow, the wind blowing in the prairie, her clothes fluttering, as if ruthless fairy.

    "Yeah, the first emperor once joked that he had arranged for the two of them to get married. Come to think of it, Miss Yun's family is still waiting for His Highness. If you can return to Fenghuai, His Highness should still be there. Marry her."

    "Miss Yun is indeed worthy of your Highness." Mingjing Fei's silver bell-like voice carried a cold chill. She imagined Xie Xuanzhuo wearing a wedding dress, such a delicate red , even more beautiful after sprinkling his own blood.

    "If there is a day when the first emperor and the first queen know about it, and Miss Yun takes care of His Royal Highness, then you can rest assured." Chen Ziyu put down the golden cup and drank the wine in the copper jar directly. , sighing through the taste of wine, "Actually, as long as His Highness likes it, it's fine."

    Chen Ziyu drank too much wine, and did not see the cold and beautiful face of Mingjing Fei under the moonlight, a mysterious and cold smile slowly emerged, like a snake green vine growing in entanglement in the mountains, graceful and beautiful but Extremely poisonous.

    "Well, because she said she never regretted it."

    "Miss Ming, what did you say?"

    "Nothing. Sir Chen, I'm going to rest."

    When Ming Jingfei entered the tent, she saw Xie Xuanzhuo covered with a leather mattress, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her expression was very calm, there was no joy or sorrow.

    She stood there quietly, and by the light of the candle, she suddenly felt that she and Xie Xuanzhuo were the same person.

    When she hit Xie Xuanzhuo with a plum, she saw the loneliness in the eyes of the young emperor. The reason why people meet is because they see through the loneliness in each other's eyes.

    They are all afraid of the bleak night and the passing of time, because there is no light and happiness, only the passing of people.

    Xie Xuanzhuo was a little strange at the quietness at this time, she sat up straight and looked at Ming Jingfei who was standing still. She still wondered why the girl knew that the palace change happened at night.

    The two faced each other silently under the faint candlelight, until the candlelight was gently blown out by Ming Jingfei.

    At the moment when the candle light went out, Ming Jingfei wanted to lie back on her bed to rest, but her eyes subconsciously passed Xie Xuanzhuo's soft and charming starry eyes, and a strange impulse suddenly appeared in her heart. /verb: move.

    After the blue smoke of the candle dissipated, Xie Xuanzhuo felt a warm female body, like a snake charm, twisting her delicate waist and sliding into his arms.