Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 288

Li Xuandu's voice sounded in Qin Su's ears as if he had fallen into a dream. The mysterious voice was graceful and moving, but it also carried deep sadness and loneliness.

"What dream did the witch have?" She couldn't help asking, looking at him with clear eyes.

Li Xuandu looked back at her, and after a while, he looked away, his light lips parted slightly, and he uttered two words: "Nightmare."

Qin Su's heart sank.

This is not her sympathy for Li Xuandu's fate, but from his narration, she suddenly figured out something.

Speaking of which, this is also a very mysterious feeling.When she first met him, she guessed in amazement why she knew nothing about Li Xuandu in her previous life.

Thinking about it now, this possibility actually exists.

It is possible that in his previous life, he never came to Chen Country at all, or even though he came, he died very early.

This is the most reasonable explanation. Apart from this, Qin Su couldn't think of any other reason that could explain Li Xuandu's silence and namelessness clearly.

She lowered her eyes and thought, suddenly her heart trembled slightly, and a thought flashed across her mind like lightning.

The big event in the Tang Dynasty!
In an instant, Qin Su's hand resting on the desk lightly clenched into a fist.

The big event she remembered, or the catastrophe, happened in October of this year.Since then, Tang State has been caught in endless strife and internal strife. Zhao State took advantage of the situation and went south, capturing several counties in Tang State.It wasn't until around the 15th year of Zhongyuan that Tang Guofang regained some vitality, but after all, it was still not the same as before, and the cooperation with Da Chen also seemed much weaker.

Could it be that Li Xuandu in his previous life was at that time...

Qin Su's breathing suddenly became faster.

"The witch's dream was about me." Bingxian vibrated lightly, like a mysterious sound, pulling Qin Su's thoughts from reverie back to reality.

She concentrated her attention, turned her eyes to look at Li Xuandu, those eyes that seemed to be hidden in the grass, landed on him clearly and linglingly.

"What dream did he have about you?" She asked, her voice had returned to normal, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Li Xuandu did not go to see her.

He picked up the teacup gracefully, took a sip, looked at the celadon cup in his hand again, and said in a dreamlike voice: "The witch's dream, I dreamed of my death."

After saying a few words, he conveniently put down the teacup, and turned to look at the window sash next to him. There was a fold of green willow reflected in the window pane, and with a delicate grip, it dragged the green in the wind and swaggered in the sun.

"He dreamed that I was standing in an open field, and suddenly my body was shattered, my limbs were separated, my whole body fell apart, and bright red blood splashed into the air." The icy string-like voice rang out at this moment, and it dispersed. The tenderness and brightness of this summer afternoon.

Li Xuandu paused when he said this, and looked back at Qin Su. For the first time, there was a little apology in that always gray expression: "Did I scare Liu Niang?"

Qin Su shook his head, and said in a calm voice, "Nothing." After speaking, he took a sip from the teacup and smiled again: "Li Lang, please go on."

Li Xuandu looked at her with a little surprise, and then felt relieved, his light lips curled up slightly, evoking a captivating smile: "That's right, Liu Niang has always been very courageous, always acting alone, Going to the lonely mountain at night, going to the deep and secret path, and now you dare to trouble the Xue family, how can my story scare you?"

Qin Su held the teacup in his hand and looked at it, and smiled: "That's natural, I've never been small in courage."

If she had been timid, she would have died long ago.

Besides, what a cowardly person Ren is, if you stay in the hidden hall for ten days, you are guaranteed to become the most fearless person in the world, or a dead person.

Qin Su frowned.

This is not the first time, she can think of the hidden hall so calmly, without hatred and fear, only the calmness of watching from afar.

Perhaps this is because she knows that her opponent is not an extraordinary person, but a certain noble prince. Therefore, recently, she always has a strange feeling about Yintang, and she always thinks that if there is something in her hand... How about a power like Yintang?

"Well, I know, Liu Niang is so bold." Qin Su quickly regained consciousness as a melody sounded in his ear, and looked up at Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu is also looking at her.The sun hit his face from the side, and a small half of his face was hidden in the shadows. When he stared at her, his deep eyes seemed to be soaked in the moonlight of the reunion night, and seemed to be dyed by this midsummer. The splendor of time.

It wasn't until this moment that Qin Su really saw his appearance clearly.

It is not the hasty glance when the grass path first met, nor the obscurity and darkness when we saw it twice.This was the first time she sat opposite him in a clean and elegant room under bright light, carefully observing his appearance.

Needless to say, his appearance is extremely handsome, with a high nose bridge, slightly sunken eye sockets, under the thick and neat long eyebrows, there are a pair of clear but gray eyes, and the light lips are soft and bright , such as the soft light of pearls under the candlelight.

Upon closer inspection, his facial features seem to be different from those of men from the Central Plains, with a kind of deepness and richness. His eyebrows and eyes are close together, not the sword eyebrows and star eyes like Xue Yunheng or Huan Zicheng, but under the long black eyebrows. Hidden is a pair of deep eyes, those eyes just need to look one more time, they seem to be able to capture people's soul.

"Let's talk about the later, what happened later?" Qin Su asked, her tone was a little lazy, as if she couldn't lift her spirits.

In fact, facing Li Xuandu's face, even a beautiful woman would feel discouraged.

It was a face that could only be produced by concentrating all the power of the world and gathering the magical skills of good fortune. Even Qin Su, who had always boasted of her beauty and grandeur, sighed that she felt inferior every time she looked at it.

Therefore, she is a little depressed at the moment.

For some reason, her listless appearance seemed to please Li Xuandu.

The smile on his lips widened a little, and he said, "Since Liu Niang is willing to listen, I should know that I can say everything, and I can say everything." Although there was a smile in his eyes, his voice was still like icy strings, lingling faintly, without emotion , paused for a while, and then slowly said: "The witch in the dream, besides dreaming of my death, also dreamed of my life."

It is also strange to dream of death and life again.

Qin Su slightly turned his eyes to look at him, with a trace of conjecture in his expression, pondered for a moment, and then asked: "What's the explanation for this? Could it be that witches' dreams sometimes seem to be plausible?"

"That's not true." Li Xuandu said lightly, resting his slender fingers on the table, the shape of his fingers was as beautiful as a relief, "Tianji is a very mysterious thing, just like Ziwei Doushu, which can be seen in the astrolabe. Sometimes it is not a definite number, but only a general direction. As for how the specific person will go and what the ending will be, it all depends on how the person chooses. Wu, the same."

(End of this chapter)