sea ​​ballad

Chapter 1 Jingsi Hall
The five grains are wasted, and the solar terms are completely destroyed;
The alien tribes are raging, walking on the dust, and the monsters are riding and fighting;
It tramples on living creatures, and its feet and ears are curled up, and it appears and disappears freely.

There was a great earthquake in the 36th year, and Pangu was restored in the year of ninety-nine.

There was drought in the north, flooding in the south, and people were displaced.Strange races and different species, evil spirits and monsters plague the frontiers, the central plains are in chaos, the farmlands are barren, wars are endless, the old have no support, and the young have no support.

The prince visited the Jingsi Hall at night and asked for help from his ancestors to divert water and silt it up.If he saves the world from times of crisis, he will be supported by generations to come.

The prince's face was pale, there was no trace of blood on his lips, and his slender fingers were already bleeding.His forehead was already stained with blood.

"Your Highness, everything in the world has its own fate that everyone in the world must bear. You don't have to torture yourself like this."

"Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness, I don't remember the last time you called me that."

"Eight years ago."

The voice of the speaker is gentle, like warmth coming out of the harsh winter or new shoots sprouting from dead leaves.His face is clear and his facial features are more delicate than that of a woman.When speaking, this person has stood in the Jingsi Hall for 36 hours. During these 36 hours, he neither drank a drop of water nor ate a grain of rice. He just stood in one place without moving a single hair.

"Do you have something to tell me?" The prince was still kneeling on the ground, unable to stand up on his own.

"Everything in the world has its own joys and sorrows. How many times in life are there no difficulties? Everyone in the world likes to celebrate the prosperous times, but they cannot bear it when they are in troubled times. This is the tragedy of human beings."

"It's my pain too."

"Does the Third Prince want to save the world by himself?"

"Save if you can." Dark red blood flowed from the corner of the prince's mouth. Then he wanted to say something, and a mouthful of black blood burst out of his mouth, and the prince fell to the ground.

The person behind him remained motionless and said quietly, "You can't even save yourself now."

"You won't watch me die." The prince's voice gradually became weaker.

"I didn't realize you were a gambler."

"So what? Now that the world is so miserable, how many days can I live in peace?"

"I won't save people who don't value their own lives."

"But you will definitely save me, I know you are not that heartless." The prince laughed out, sadly and weakly, but his laughter entered another person's heart.

He moved, no one knew how. The prince didn't want to know at all. He had long been used to this person coming and going without a trace. When he returned to his original standing position, the apricot blossoms falling outside the palace had not yet touched the ground. The leaping fish in the pond had just returned to the water, and the prince's complexion had improved a lot.

"I told you you wouldn't watch me die."

"A gambler will die sooner or later. It makes me a little interested to see how you will die in the future."

"A little bit of interest." The prince coughed slightly as if he was mocking. "Even if there is even a little bit of interest, Ye Xiaolou will wait at all costs."

"You know this very well."

"It's enough to understand you." The prince could continue to kneel down and no longer bleed from the corners of his mouth.He seemed to be full of power, and he could sacrifice his life as long as his prayers would come true.

Ye Xiaolou was still standing behind him, looking at him as if looking further away.The prince knew that this young man would not let him die. He thought he knew this ruthless man very well, but to Ye Xiaolou, the prince knew him the same as all the sects and all living beings knew him.As long as Ye Xiaolou is interested, Jing Xianglou will do whatever it takes until he is satisfied.

Right now, no matter how big the deal is, it is impossible for Ye Xiaolou to move again. Unless the nightingale sings, he will rush there immediately no matter how far away they are.

Without even glancing at the prince, he returned to the mirror.Sitting on a crystal clear chair, in front of the chair is a pool of equally crystal clear water.

Nightingale was right in front of him, and he only had a chance to say three sentences. If Ye Xiaolou couldn't be interested in three sentences, then Nightingale would no longer be Nightingale.

"It rained red for seven days in a row in Suishan, and the people's skin became sore. No scraps of cloth were allowed to touch their skin. A scholar could cure several people in an hour with one prescription. No doctor knew the prescription, and the powerful spent millions of their wealth to protect their own safety, and the people Sell ​​all your belongings to save your life.”

"One dose lasts for an hour, it's interesting." Ye Xiaolou stood up, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.He was interested in this person, and the next step was to see if he was worth a second look.

"It's interesting for a scholar to charge so much money for medical treatment. Go and bring him here and see if he's worth going upstairs and under the door."

"Yes, landlord."

"Nightingale, how many talented people are there in the world?" Ye Xiaolou seemed to be talking to himself.

"No matter how much, as long as the poster is interested." Nightingale did not continue. He understood the poster's temper, and he would be wrong if he spoke too much. Back then, he was just a traitor who was expelled from the school. If Ye Xiaolou hadn't cured him Hurt, now he is a lonely ghost.Ye Xiaolou always has a way to make everyone who is useful surrender.He has a kind of magical power that makes people feel warm. Nightingale admires him and can do anything for him. As for death, that is the simplest and most natural thing of all.

"Master, there is something I don't know whether to say or not." He hesitated again and again and asked.

"Since you're asking this, you should know better than to say it." Ye Xiaolou's tone was lonelier than Xuefeng's in winter.

"Master, Nightingale has to say something."

Ye Xiaolou moved his fingers lightly, and Nightingale felt that her throat seemed to be tightly held by a string, her face turned blue, and she kept coughing.

"Since you have to say it, don't say it and do what you should do." Ye Xiaolou's tone was not at all blaming, but his attack was accurate. A little more force would kill Nightingale, and a little less force would definitely kill Nightingale. Can escape.

"I already know what you are going to say, so there is no need to say anything more. Bring that person to see me. If he is really capable, I can also go to see him, but if it is the latter, both you and him had better be serious. It’s interesting.”

Before Ye Xiaolou finished speaking, the person had left. Nightingale's neck instantly felt as if she had not suffered any injuries, and she felt a little more relaxed and energetic.He knelt on the ground for a while. Ye Xiaolou would not allow this delay, but he had to do it even if he was punished. This was his uncontrollable gratitude. For this little delay, he Will travel around the clock to make up for it.The prince was still kneeling where he was, with blood stains on his face.Ye Xiaolou saw this and remained silent.The palace was filled with pure aura, and the two of them seemed to be in the mist. The tinkling of pottery bells seemed to come from the ground, straight through the sky.There were only the prince and Ye Xiaolou in the Jingsi Hall. If a third person were present, his eyes would be burned by the mist and his eardrums would be pierced by the sound of the pottery bells.But the two of them seemed to be unable to see or hear anything.It was not until a stream of clear spring gushes out from the chime in the center of the Jingsi Hall that the prince stopped to kneel and worship. The spring water flooded his body and then subsided.

"That's good news." Ye Xiaolou said slowly. "Water cannot be cut into stone, but can penetrate into stone. The chime has penetrated the stone. Prince, you cannot turn back."

When the prince woke up, the blood stains on his face were gone.In front of Ye Xiaolou is a young man in his early twenties with a handsome face. Although he does not have the exquisite facial features of Ye Xiaolou, he is also gentle and elegant. He is dressed in jade apricot clothes and is tender and graceful.It's just that he was raised in a deep palace and raised by the women in the palace. His body is weak and he has no strength to tie a chicken with his hands, let alone the ability to dance.

"Finally all these days of hard work have not been in vain. Have you always been here?" The prince walked up to Ye Xiaolou, and Ye Xiaolou nodded.

"Use the blood of the royal family to ask for help from other races, just for these people?"

"This is my destiny."

"Your fate? A gambler's fate is usually not very good."

After hearing this, the prince threw his head back and laughed, and the pottery bells accompanied the laughter. Just after midnight, the usual righteousness and solemnity of Jingsi Hall disappeared in the laughter, and there were numerous noises everywhere, lingering between the beams and pillars.

"This is the difference between you and me. Ye Xiaolou is erudite and good at writing. He can play the piano, calligraphy and painting, and has many other skills. It's a pity that he is not happy in this world and only entertains himself with the piano and calligraphy." The prince patted Ye. On Xiaolou's shoulders, the two have known each other for more than ten years, but now they are like strangers.

"I, Xiao Jin, am not as lucky as you. Sometimes I really envy you."

"It's all your own choice. If you choose to cooperate with a foreign race now, you will eventually be targeted by the public. A decent family will never condone this kind of behavior. What you have done for the people of the world will not be praised, but will only bring disaster."

"Whatever fate you have, you will have your choice. When the rivers dry up, the earth is connected, and the war continues, if you know what you can do and don't do it, then you will be sorry for your life."

"Prince, you are not alone. You can always have a better choice."

"You talked a bit too much today. Are you afraid that you will have fewer and fewer opportunities to talk to me in the future?"

"When the time comes, there will be no chance at all." Ye Xiaolou told the truth.

"Aren't you interested in these?"

"Have."

"It seems that I can still live for a long time. I really haven't lived enough. There are countless beauties in the harem, but I haven't even met the girl who makes me attracted. How can I be willing to die."

"You are really becoming more and more interesting to me." Maybe I didn't know the third prince well, maybe under the blue moonlight that night, the weak prince instantly became the strength that the royal family relied on to continue.Ye Xiaolou thought to himself, an undercurrent had arisen, and even the seemingly calm night was getting worse day by day.

After the mist cleared, the blood stains on the prince's face had faded away, and even the clothes on his body seemed to be spotless.The pottery bells swayed gently in the east, the breeze, the bright moon, it was a beautiful night.Some people choose not to let others enjoy a moment of peace.

"Mr. Ye, what did you do to my third brother?" The girl was dressed in a green dress and without any makeup. She was already fragrant and beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, and her temples were dyed with spring smoke.

"This princess will ask you again, what did you do to my third brother?"

"Okay, Xiaolou has been protecting me."

"Brother, you haven't come out of the Jingsi Hall for a few days. What are you doing without eating or drinking? Although I have never entered this hall, I am very familiar with the imperial palace, but just now I came to the Jingsi Hall I got lost on the road, and seemed to be led in the wrong direction by the sound of Tao Ling." She walked towards Tao Ling, full of doubts, "No, this sound obviously didn't come from the east."

"I understand, Ye Xiaolou, did you use your voice to lure me away on purpose? Don't let me come to the third brother."

Ye Xiaolou did not answer. He neither glanced at this girl who chattered endlessly as soon as she entered the palace, nor did he have anything to say.

"Okay Ling'er, when did you see him answer your question?" the third prince said with a smile.

"You protect him, I really don't know what good this wooden man is." Xiao Ling coquettishly held the third prince's hand. "I'm just afraid that you will do something stupid, my stupid brother."

Ye Xiaolou felt that there was no need to stay in the palace tonight. The third prince not only connected with the alien race, but the alien race also seemed to accept him and healed his injury in a moment.Although Ye Xiaolou knows the existence of the alien race under the sea better than anyone else, even Jing Xianglou, who knows the world well, knows very little about that race, and he does not know himself or herself well enough to know the enemy.He was not only curious about the power of cutting through the Jingsi Chime, but also in awe.This is a kind of awe that humans only have in the face of unknown forces.

"Xiaolou, thank you for protecting me when I was hurt."

"Why are you thanking him? Injured? Where are you injured?" Seeing the prince hesitating, Xiao Ling rushed to Ye Xiaolou and asked, "Where is my brother the prince injured? Mr. Ye, who can hurt my third brother?" ?”

"He won't answer you." This sentence was said to Xiao Ling, but it seemed to be an order to Ye Xiaolou.

"Why didn't he answer me? You trust such an outsider so much that even I know how to worry about you. Why doesn't Third Brother understand the truth?"

"What's the reason?" Xiao Jin looked confused.He likes Xiao Ling very much. Although she is a little willful, there is nothing objectionable about her. Speaking of this willfulness, she seems to have been dissatisfied with Ye Xiaolou in the past year or so. She even said He once said, "Based on a woman's intuition, Ye Xiaolou is definitely not as good a person as he seems."

Xiao Jin took this all as a joke. No one can say whether Ye Xiaolou is a good person or not. In Xiao Jin's eyes, this scholar who grew up with him has nothing wrong with him except being a little indifferent to others. He is very clear about Ye Xiaolou's personality.

"The whole world knows that Ye Xiaolou is not a womanizer. No matter how beautiful or beautiful a woman is, they turn a blind eye. You don't like men, do you?" Xiao Ling seemed to deliberately want to anger Ye Xiaolou.She could never get used to this man ignoring her existence like a piece of wood. If she couldn't get him to turn his attention to her, it would be better if this man wasn't a man.

"If you weren't my sister, I wouldn't bother to care about you. It's all because my father spoiled you rotten."

"I'm protecting you. You've been with him all day long. If word spreads about you... about you."

"What did you say about me?" Xiao Jin asked softly. His voice sounded like a gentle breeze, and under the moonlight, it was even more rippling with warmth.A delicate woman like Xiao Ling also calmed down in the warmth and completely forgot what she had just wanted to say.

Ye Xiaolou knew very well in his heart that Xiao Ling's worries were not unreasonable, but the third prince would never take them to heart. His heart had been squeezed out by all the people in the world.

(End of this chapter)