Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 25 Fenglaiyi (3)
"There is something I want to tell you." Feng Yi blocked his way with a rare seriousness, saying every word, "It's about my mother."

Wang Zijin's heart skipped a beat, "Wait a minute, I'll wake up Feixiao."

"No, no!" Feng Yi waved her hands again and again after hearing this, "Although that young master is handsome, he seems to be aloof and rejects people thousands of miles away. I don't want to talk to him about my concerns."

These words made the prince feel like a spring breeze, he simply sat side by side with Feng Yi on the railing, listening to her narration.

"Although my father said that my mother died of illness, the strange thing is that every few days when the moon is full, I will dream of my mother." Looking at the clear autumn sky, Feng Yi said sadly, "She will pull me I can talk to her with my hand, and I can confide to her all my thoughts that I don’t want to tell others, so I always feel that she is not dead at all, and she is still by my side.”

"What's so strange about that? Isn't this a good thing?" Wang Zijin smiled calmly, remembering what he saw last night, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"But she always said that Dad took in a concubine named Yuan'er, and every time she mentioned it, she was very angry."

"But your father seems to have a deep affection for Lingtang, and he didn't mention the concubine's room at all."

"Yeah, that's why I find it strange." Feng Yi tilted her head, looked at Wang Zijin with a smile, her big flexible eyes were as clear as black grapes, "Your Highness, do you know what tears are? I always listen to People say that word, but no one in this house will answer me."

Wang Zijin looked at Yuxue, who was cute, lively and smart under the sun, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"Tears are the language of the heart. When the heart feels pain, confusion, and sometimes even joy, it expresses through tears. Therefore, passionate people tend to cry easily."

Feng Yi seemed to understand, she nodded lightly, "I see, so the candle is the most affectionate thing in the world, isn't it crying every day?"

Wang Zijin was amused by her, he was full of fear and a little bit of sorrow, it seemed that they all melted into the cool autumn wind and disappeared.

六

When he was the emperor, Wang Zijin was sleeping soundly and sweetly, but he was shaken awake by Fei Hong, and he was dressed in white clothes spotless, sitting on the side of the bed and looking at him.

"Zi Jin, get up, hurry up and do something with me." Fei Xiao said with a smile, handsome and coquettish.

"What is it? Why do you want to do it now?" Wang Zijin put on his robe reluctantly.

"Of course it's a good thing."

"Most of the good things you talk about are not worthy of the name."

The two walked out of the room while arguing, and there was a pickaxe and a shovel on the ground outside the door, Fei Xiao stuffed them all into Prince Jin's hands, and led him out of the Liu family mansion.

The autumn rain is approaching this evening, and the moonlight is hazy.Wang Zijin walked in the silent Xijing with tools on his shoulders, not knowing where he was going.

"It's too slow to walk like this, we have to use the method of shrinking the ground." Fei Xiao walked for a mile, sighed again and again, only to see him muttering something, and grabbed Wang Zijin's wrist.

"Where are we going?" Wang Zijin could only feel the scenery receding quickly. Although Fei Xiao was born with icy muscles and bones, elegant and handsome, she was as strong as a wild beast.

He couldn't get rid of his shackles at all, and could only watch the scenery become more and more desolate and desolate.

"To dig a grave, of course."

"Wow." He pushed Feixiao away with all his strength, only to see that the two had left Xijing and came to the mountains and forests in the outskirts.

Holding the pickaxe in a daze, Wang Zijin stared at the long grass flying in the air, with the crimson white skirt, long black hair, and flowing eyes, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

It's over, it's over, and it's true that I made a wrong friend by mistake, which will harm my life.

He finally went from telling lies and stealing chickens and dogs to the realm of digging graves.

"Why are you still standing there? If you want to know whether a person is dead or not, digging a grave is of course the easiest way." Fei Xiaofeng glanced at him and glared at him, "It's all your fault for interrupting my land shrinking technique. The only way to go is slowly.”

"I, can I not go..." Wang Zijin looked at the barren mountains and mountains, the shadows of the trees, and almost cried out, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. However, you can’t do the disgraceful thing of robbing graves and digging up graves…”

"Oh, you're really annoying." Hearing him cry, Fei Xiao said impatiently, "I don't see any use for you except to make your body sour." After speaking, she dragged him away.

Prince Jin followed behind him unwillingly, and soon the dew wet the corners of his robe, making him more and more tired from walking on the rugged mountain road.

"Fei Xiao, do you know where the lady's tomb is?" He asked out of breath.

"Of course I know." In the night, the scarlet clothes were like pure white silver, swaying with endless brilliance, and said with a bright smile, "Just as you were describing tears to Fengyi, I ran to Liu Juzheng's room and picked them up from his usual items. , read a few strands of thoughts..."

"You, you eavesdropped on me talking to others again." Wang Ziqi said anxiously, "It's not the behavior of a gentleman!"

"Hee hee hee..." Feixiao was not angry, her handsome face slightly raised, and she squinted her eyes and smiled, "Zijin, it's not that I want to eavesdrop, it's because you are talking too loudly, and you accidentally woke me up." I."

Wang Zijin didn't want to quarrel with him, he carried the tools angrily, and followed behind him with deep feet and shallow feet.

"Actually, candles are not the most affectionate thing in this world." Fei Xiao who was walking in front suddenly burst out such a sentence inexplicably.

"what?"

"To make a red candle shed tears, it still needs to burn the flame, but to make a prince enter into sorrow, it only needs a beautiful frown."

"Crimson!"

In the desolate night, in the crazily growing weeds, someone roared, startling the dormant autumn insects and tired birds.

But after a while, I saw Fei Xiao stopped in front of a tomb located halfway up the mountain. The tomb was surrounded by mountains and rivers, obviously the scenery was excellent.

"Ms. Zhang? It should be her." Fei Xiao pushed aside the weeds in front of the tombstone, looked carefully at the inscription, and said to the prince, "Zi Jin, it's up to you next."

"What?" Wang Zijin opened his mouth wide, holding a heavy tool, "What do you mean by looking at me?"

"Digging a grave." Sheng Xue, dressed in white, pointed at the grave gracefully, "Aren't you going to solve problems for the beautiful woman? How can you do it without doing it yourself?"

"What about you? Do you want me to dig alone?"

Fei Xiao lazily found a big rock and sat down, holding her hands in her arms, apparently not planning to do anything, "There is no beautiful girl holding my hand, making me a confidant, and discussing the true meaning of tears with me. What do you want me to do?"

Wang Zijin had nothing to say, he could only roll up his sleeves, pick up the pickaxe and start digging.

The loess is soft, and every shovel can penetrate an inch, and soon the weeds are dug up, and the accumulated soil is like a bride's veil, and it is like layers of curtains, being pushed aside bit by bit.

Take off the cover and reveal the secrets that have been buried for a long time.

He was sweating profusely, and dug for half an hour, when he suddenly heard a muffled sound, and the pick hit a hard place.

"Fei, Feixiao, I seem to have dug a coffin..." After he finished speaking, his legs almost went limp.

Feixiao, who had been sluggish all this time, immediately regained her spirits, looked at it with her head and said, "Zi Jin, you really can't be judged by appearances. If you dig a few more times, you will be able to dig out the entire coffin."

"What, what, still digging?"

"Of course," Fei Xiao nodded and said, "Do you think I can see if there is a corpse inside through this exposed corner?"

When Wang Zijin heard the word "bones", he picked up the tool in his hand in fear, and continued to work hard slowly.

Under the siege of cold iron tools, the loess receded limply like rags, and amidst the dust, a fine black coffin was gradually revealed.

Under the radiance of the moonlight, it looks like a condensed black death, lying in the cold soil, silently watching the bustling world.

"I, I won't dig, it's too scary!" Wang Zijin couldn't bear it anymore, threw away the pickaxe in his hand, and ran to the side while rolling and crawling.

"What's so scary?" Fei Xiao snorted, picked up a sharp shovel, walked to the coffin, and accurately pierced the shovel into the gap under the coffin lid.

His face sank, he held the shovel, and pressed down hard, only to hear the coffin creaking and creaking softly.

In the dark night like splashed ink, in the shadowy cemetery, it sounds creepy.Wang Zijin couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and stood aside covering his ears.

I saw the crimson white shadow, like a crescent moon projected in the water, swaying in the dark night, and then there was a loud bang, as if something hard had broken.

"Zi Jin, hurry up and help me push the lid off the coffin."

He was terrified, but Fei Xiao didn't let him go and asked him to help.

He had no choice but to walk over reluctantly, grabbing the gap under the coffin lid with his hands.The two of them exerted their strength together, and the heavy coffin lid was slowly pushed away, and a sour smell rushed towards them.

Wang Zijin plucked up the courage to open his eyes, and saw that in the hazy moonlight, the coffin was actually empty, there were no bones at all, only some miscellaneous things were piled up here and there, including strands of silk, jewelry for women, There are also some drafts of the scroll.

"As expected." Fei Xiao said clearly as she squinted her eyes at the empty coffin.

"How could this be? Is Mrs. Liu really not dead?"

"It looks like this." Fei Xiao took out her jade flute and picked up a vermilion brocade robe, the fine clothes immediately turned into rags.

"But, but why did he lie to us?"

"What do you think?" Fei Xiao squinted at him, "Under what circumstances would you tell such a lie?"

"Could it be?" Wang Zijin's tongue was tied, and a terrible conjecture was born in his mind, "Is there any secret about Mrs. Liu? And this secret can only be buried with death?"

"Even if you missed it, it's not far away." After Fei Xiao said, she picked out a volume of manuscripts from the coffin, stared at the flying paper scraps and said, "The girl who will never cry, seeks help everywhere, but can't tell the truth father, the mother who appears every night of the full moon..."

Then the pure white palm flipped, and a cluster of blue fox fire jumped out of his palm, "When we have no way to ask people, we can only ask them who can't speak."

With a flick of his long finger, the cluster of foxfire jumped to the broken paper scraps on the ground, igniting a little bit of flame.

A white bird was born amidst the green smoke, and with a clear chirp, it flapped its wings and flew away, igniting a twinkling star in the vast night.

"Zi Jin, let's follow it and see where it flies."

As soon as the prince pulled up his robe, he ran over.

The long grass in the dark night is damp, cold and stumbling, with strands and strands entangled endlessly, as if the truth hidden under the veil of death, although it seems clear, is also chaotic.

Seven

Feixiao resorted to the method of shrinking the ground again, and soon followed Shiratori back to Xijing again. The streets and alleys along the way were very familiar. Only then did Wang Zijin know that they actually turned back the same way.

Fei Xiao smiled at him and said, "Zi Jin, let's guess where this bird will fly to, shall we?"

Wang Zijin looked up at the white dot in the night sky, "Looking at its whereabouts, I guess Mrs. Liu is not dead, but found a house in the city and guarded her daughter every day. Mother will abandon her own flesh and blood?"

"Hehehe..." Feixiao covered her mouth and laughed, "Zijin, you are more affectionate than Hongzhu."

"Stop making fun of me!"

"If I guess, this lady is hiding in the big mansion of the Liu family. I'm afraid she is playing tricks on the strange things that happened in this house. Today, the matter will definitely come to light."

And that white bird, as Fei Xiao said, flew across the wide street and row upon row of houses, and plunged into the Liu family mansion.

I saw the white bird flying towards the deep courtyard, chirping softly in the air, and actually went straight into Fengyi's boudoir.

This time, both of them were taken aback, apparently even Fei Xiao didn't think that it would end here.That night, I saw that the furniture in Fengyi's room seemed to be unobstructed, where is there a second person living there?
"Could it be that the woman is really dead, but her resentment persists, and she still lingers around her daughter?"

"It's also possible..." Wang Zijin recalled what he saw that night, with lingering fears in his heart, "I saw Feng Yi change into another face with my own eyes."

"No, it's very wrong." Fei Xiao stretched out her hand and pressed her forehead, shaking her head desperately, as if she was trying to connect the clues, "Let me think about it, things won't be that simple."

"There is Feng Laiyi, there is Feng Laiyi?" Fei Xiao frowned and said, "Zi Jin, don't you think that this name seems to imply something?"

"The phoenix is ​​a divine bird in the sky. It is said that when it flies down to the mortal world, it will only perch on the plane tree." Wang Zijin explained to him shaking his head.

Fei Xiao was pacing outside the courtyard while thinking, and said softly: "You mean, is this implying that there were people or things that did not belong to the mortal world, who stayed here?"

"Don't think about it anymore." Wang Zijin was not as thoughtful as he was, and he felt exhausted as soon as he relaxed, "It must be Madam Liu's grievances. If you find a way to promote her, it's over? Now I just I want to sleep well."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his sore arm and left, leaving Fei Hong alone, looking at the courtyard where Feng Yi lived and lost in thought.

The moonlight was shining on his white robe and flowing through his long black hair, making him so beautiful that he was not real, but also revealed an elusive mystery.

Wang Zijin slept until the sun was up, and when he woke up again, he felt that the whole mansion had become much more empty, neither Master Liu nor the young and strong servants were missing, only the maids and maids were busy going around.

"Hey, where did this person go?" He came to the hall curiously, but saw Feng Yi sitting on the master's seat, looking at him with a smile.

"My father has something urgent to go out, and finally no one cares about me today." Today she was wearing a light pink dress embroidered with purple flowers, with wisteria flowers on her hair, delicate and beautiful, "Eh? Why don't you see that love?" Mr. Hu who eats chicken?"

"Ah, he also has something to do." Wang Zijin took a sip of hot tea, "I don't know what's urgent for Mr. Liu?"

"My mother's grave was dug last night."

"Pfft!" The prince took a mouthful of hot tea and spewed it out.

"Why is Prince Wang so surprised? Did you already know about this?" Feng Yi rolled her eyes and asked with a smile.

"Of course not, how could Xiaosheng know the foresight..." He wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled awkwardly, "I just think that the tomb robbers are really hateful, for the sake of petty profits, even the dead will be spared..."

But the more he talked, the more guilty he felt, but he saw Feng Yi staring at him with a pair of bright and lovely big eyes like black grapes, turning around on him.

"My lord, I like to chat with you." Feng Yi said with a smile while holding a teacup, "Because you are not afraid of me laughing, as long as others see me smiling, most of them will run away."

Wang Zijin was praised by her, and shyly said: "The girl smiles like a flower, she is so beautiful, she should smile more."

"By the way, I forgot to tell the prince." Feng Yi got up to leave, and gave him a sly smile before leaving, "The prince will be bloody, and the time is probably tonight."

"What?" He shook his hands in fright and almost threw the teacup on the ground.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Feng Yi walked out of the hall laughing all the way out of the hall, her laughter was treacherous and shrill, it seemed that in a blink of an eye, the smiling girl just now became another person.

Bloody disaster?What will it be?
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the slightly sluggish sunshine in late autumn, and only hoped that the sun would never set and the night would never come.

Eight

Wang Zijin spent a day in fear. In the evening, Liu Juzheng came back with his servants, his face stretched, but he didn't seem to realize that he dug the grave himself, so he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, at Haishi that day, Fei Xiao, who had been wandering outside, suddenly pushed the door open excitedly. When he saw the prince nestling on the bed to avoid disaster, he rushed over with bright eyes.

"Zi Jin, lend me some of your blood." He grabbed Wang Zijin's hand and said cheerfully.

"Wow, why do you want my blood? Dog's blood and pig's blood are not enough? Why don't you just do it yourself, steal two chickens from the chicken coop and kill them." Wang Zijin pushed him away, screaming again and again.

"Zi Jin, you are the only one with evil spirits in your life, and your horoscope is extremely dangerous. Which animal have you seen with a birth date?" Fei Xiao stared at him with phoenix eyes, her eyes were clear, and I felt pity, "As long as a little blood is used as a medium, you You can go to the world of monsters for a while, don’t you really want to see it?”

(End of this chapter)