Qingqiu is difficult

When Lu Xinyi woke up, the sun was so bright that it stung her eyes.

She raised her hand to cover the light, and suddenly realized that it was already three o'clock in the morning. She sat up in shock, only to find that the exhausted Emperor Jing was sitting next to the bed, and he was wearing a slightly festive red robe with mysterious patterns.

Lu Xinyi palpitated for a while, and she reached out to touch Emperor Jing - for fear that this was a dream, she didn't dare to pinch herself. Even if it was a dream, she would think about this scene for a little longer.

Emperor Jing woke up in a daze and saw his daughter looking at him with a smile. He held his daughter's hand with tears in his eyes:

"Niao Niao, you are awake. Niao Niao, you are suffering."

Lu Xinyi had no time to feel sad. When she felt the warmth coming from the back of her hand, she quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, got out of bed, knelt in front of Emperor Jing, with tears in her eyes:

"Father, please save Zijing. Father, please allow me to lead a team of people down the mountain to rescue Zijing! Zijing was trapped by a mountain spirit monster in order to save me!"

Emperor Jing looked troubled. He slowly helped Xin Yi up and said softly:

"Niao Niao, it's not easy for us, father and son, to meet each other. You must be hungry, go get something to eat!"

Lu Xinyi shook her head vigorously. She suddenly seemed to remember something and said to Emperor Jing: "I'll go find Brother Wang to borrow someone, I'll go find Brother Wang!"

In a blink of an eye, Liu Zhang was coming back from outside. At this time, he was wearing a bright wedding dress. Although he moved slowly, the red color still reflected him in an extraordinary manner.

Seeing that Xinyi woke up, he limped over quickly, took her hands and looked her up and down. Lu Xinyi was also filled with joy and sweetly called "Brother Wang".

A trace of disappointment flashed in Liu Zhang's eyes. He looked carefully again, with tears in his eyes. He looked at Xin Yi with an eager and possessive look, and said angrily:

"Where have you been after all these years? Do you know how hard it was for Brother Wang and the King to find you! Since you saw me in Moon City that day, why didn't you recognize me as soon as possible!"

Lu Xinyi said hurriedly: "Brother Wang, this is a long story. Please lend me a team of men now. I need to go down the mountain immediately to find the mountain spirit and rescue Zijing!"

Liu Zhang frowned: "Is that your buddy?"

Lu Xinyi nodded and looked at him anxiously. Liu Zhang hesitated for a moment and took her outside the tent.

"Hurry and gather fifteen brave brothers who are good at fighting and follow the princess down the mountain!"

Xin Yi hurriedly said: "Brother Wang, I'm afraid fifteen is not enough, that hozen is very savage!"

Liu Zhang interrupted her and put his hands on her shoulders: "Fifteen people are here to protect you. Those hozens have some friendship with me. It's okay to ask them if they want one. Wait until you take our people there. Yes, they will naturally listen to you. If you are still afraid of not being safe, I will write you a handwriting."

As he said that, he patted Xin Yi's arm and was about to go back to his tent when a soldier came up and saluted: "Captain, the auspicious time is coming. Madam's side..."

Liu Zhang said angrily: "Let her wait!"

The soldier was silent and did not dare to speak. He returned to his tent and wrote the handwriting in Liuzhang. Lu Xinyi was grinding it for him. He picked up the letter and blew it in the air. Xinyi said:

"Brother Wang, you are getting married."

"Yeah." He suddenly started to dodge, as if he had done something hugely wrong. He stopped what he was doing and looked at Xin Yi timidly. "If you don't like it, this is fine..."

Lu Xinyi grabbed the oracle and walked out of the tent: "Brother Wang, we'll talk about it when we get back!"

The horse was flying fast, passing through grassy fields and bushes. In order to take a shortcut, Lu Xinyi followed the soldier's advice and chose a narrow path. The road going down the mountain was not easy, so a few people held on to the rope and moved down bit by bit. Faster, faster.

Even though her skin was scratched by the strange rocks, she didn't have time to bandage it, but rushed to the front of the team - she was originally a road idiot, but now her son seemed to have divine help and rushed straight to the lair of the mountain spirit.

When everyone arrived, the original mountain spirit monster had long disappeared. Lu Xinyi held a knife in one hand and stared at the way he came. He turned around and asked the soldiers: "How long do you think I was unconscious?"

"Go back to Princess, it will take you a whole night and a half."

She held the knife in both hands and walked forward. As she walked, she called the name of the spirit. Her voice echoed in the valley, but no one came out.

After walking another hundred meters, a soldier shouted from behind. When everyone went to look, they saw dozens of monkey corpses hanging in pieces on tree branches. This place is very hidden. If they hadn't walked carefully, they wouldn't have been able to find it.

A soldier came forward to check the monkey's body and said in shock: "It was a sword wound. The man who came here was killed with one sword. His swordsmanship is clean and neat. He is a master!"

Lu Xinyi thought to himself that someone must have saved Zijing. If he had the ability to save himself, he would never give up hope of life and let himself go alone.

Everyone followed the bloodstains of the corpse and came to an old lair. They saw that it was a cave with vines growing on both sides. The trickle flowing out of the valley turned into blood at this moment.

Lu Xinyi stepped forward and opened the vines with his sword. He saw a dying mountain spirit lying on the table inside. It seemed to be greatly frightened. When it saw someone coming, it struggled to shrink inside.

She looked almost uncontrollably angry, looking at it in horror: "Where is Zijing?"

The mountain spirit huddled in the corner, protecting its head with both hands: "Grandpa, have mercy on me, grandpa, have mercy on me, Mr. Zijing is behind the mountain, we don't dare to do anything to him!"

Lu Xinyi split the vines with a sword and ran towards the back of the mountain. Not long after, he saw the setting sun reflecting on the earth, and the gurgling river water shining with tiny pieces of light.

A solitary grave stands in the setting sun, beside the flowing water.

She only felt a buzzing sound in her brain, as if the ground suddenly had a huge suction force, first slowly taking away her strength to walk, then her strength to breathe, and then, all the beating and struggling places on her body were twitched, and she stepped step by step. Moving forward, even though I tried my best, every piece of flesh and every inch of skin felt like heavy cement had been poured into it.

The whole world has become a drag.

She walked forward step by step, and through the light, she could only see the wooden tablet standing on it, with a few words that were clearly out of place:

"The Tomb of My Best Friend Zijing"

No signature.

She suddenly lost all her strength and fell to her knees, clutching her chest.

Why, even though he was just a good partner, did she feel so much pain? Why, obviously yesterday, he was still laughing at her for her weak spiritual power and ugly posture, but now? How could a person who was so well behaved suddenly become like this?

Lu Xinyi suddenly felt a little funny. She turned around, pointed at the grave, and said to the soldier: "This pile is too ugly. Who is playing a prank? It's not funny at all."

She said it was not funny, but she smiled, but her smiling face shed two more lines of tears.