Bancheng Fengyue

Qi Nan was a little reconciled, he always felt that Emperor Bai Ze should not be too old to be fatuous, and the one who likes to make his disciples run errands is probably because he wants to open their eyes, and there must be a deep meaning.

Suddenly seeing a letter in the booklet in the princess's hand, he couldn't help wondering: "What is this?"

"The homework assigned by the master." Xuan Yi pushed the envelope to him.

Qi Nan looked at it carefully, and said in surprise: "Princess! There are less than ten days left for this homework! Why don't you do it?"

The princess was absent-minded: "Because it looks troublesome."

Emperor Bai Ze accidentally lost the string of pearls by the Wujiang River in the lower realm, and he didn't want to look for it himself. It took twenty thousand years before he asked his disciples to go to the lower realm to look for it. The last time I asked God Fei Lian for hair, I was in the God Realm, but this time I asked her to go to the lower realm, did he really treat them as servants?

Qi Nan anxiously said: "But... this is homework! How can the princess not do it? Didn't it also say that you have to go down from the mirror platform of the common people? The princess's trip here just opened her eyes and experienced the state of sentient beings in the lower realm. It is better than you Why don't you stay in Zifu every day?"

Xuan Yi simply closed the booklet: "Qinan, can I still happily read in my purple mansion?"

Qi Nan refused to give an inch: "Since the princess has become Emperor Bai Ze's disciple, she should abide by the disciple's rules. How can you slack off on your homework?"

She has already gained a notorious reputation, if she doesn't do anything to redeem it, is she really going to live with the hat of arrogance and rudeness all the time?

This time it was Xuan Yi's turn to sigh, she knew that if she insisted on not going, he would have nothing to do with her, but Qi Nan could ramble about it for decades in the future.

She bit the plum core in her mouth vigorously, got up with a bitter taste in her mouth and sighed: "Okay, I'll go."

Who called him Qi Nan?

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Because the husband explained that he had to go down from the Cangsheng mirror, Qi Nan abided by the rules and sent the little princess to the Cangsheng Palace. Before leaving, he gave her a map and explained carefully: "The roads in the Cangsheng Palace are very complicated. Follow the map, remember to remember.”

Different from the magnificent group of halls like the Pantheon, the Cangsheng Temple in charge of the two commanders looks like a huge cocoon from the outside, and the inside is full of slender and intricate paths. Even if you look up, you can see the huge and wonderful Cangsheng. Mirror, but can't get there anyway.

The little princess, who has no long memory, was painfully lost in the Cangsheng Palace for two hours, and finally remembered the map Qi Nan gave her with tears streaming down her face.

It was hard to get on the Cangsheng Mirror Platform. From here, the Cangsheng Mirror is huge and incomparable, almost higher than a mountain. There are all kinds of colors floating on it, and the brilliance is shining. All the reincarnation of the sentient beings in the lower world are all in this mirror. , in the charge of two orderly nurses.

Xuan Yi was about to step forward when he heard footsteps behind him. A group of priests Shi Shi ran up the crystal steps. Seeing her, the priests bowed and saluted one after another.

The old priest with white beard and hair said loudly: "Where are the two commanding officers? We are the priests under the Red Emperor's seat, and today we send the little princess to the lower realm to fulfill the fate."

Red Emperor? Little princess? Xuan Yi couldn't help turning his head to look a few more times, and sure enough, he saw Yanxia who bowed her head surrounded by the priests. She didn't look well, she was pale and pale, her once beautiful round face was so thin that her cheekbones protruded, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and tears kept falling down.

Xuan Yi suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart, and called out in a low voice: "Senior Sister Yanxia."

Yanxia suddenly raised her head, and when she saw her, her red and swollen eyes lit up.

"It's you!" She didn't know whether it was resentment or hatred, "Why are you here? Are you here to see my joke?"

Xuan Yi paused for a while, then said in a low voice: "Mister has assigned homework, and it must be completed in the lower realm."

Yanxia smiled strangely: "I'm going to the lower world but because of fate, are you happy?"

Xuan Yi turned his back, and said calmly: "Once you make a mistake, you have to push the guilt on others, so that you will feel better? Is it up to me to decide what Senior Sister will do?"

"I don't want to hear you say this!" Yanxia interrupted her, "Yes, I'm stupid! But I'm sincere to Shaoyi!"

Because she was too dedicated to her emotions, she couldn't think of all kinds of tricks. Her approach was simply rude.

Xuan Yi looked at her for a while, then suddenly said lightly: "Brother Shaoyi should be happy in the East China Sea now."

Yanxia frowned, and turned her head fiercely: "I don't understand what you are talking about! Shaoyi just doesn't know!"

Xuan Yi smiled and stopped talking.

After a while, Yanxia sobbed softly, she must have been crying every day these days, the handkerchief was already soaked with tears.

Xuan Yi sighed, took out his handkerchief from his bosom, walked over and handed it to her: "Senior Sister Yanxia, ​​don't cry."

Yanxia didn't resist, she took her handkerchief obediently, and said in a trembling voice: "I... was obsessed with ghosts before, and wanted to blame you...Don't blame me..."

"I do not blame you."

"I heard that after Senior Sister Fu Luo and Senior Brother Gu Ting broke off their engagement, she went to the East China Sea to find Shaoyi and wanted to reconnect with him, but... But Shaoyi refused... They said that there are many goddesses around Shaoyi ...I wrote him many letters, and he didn't answer any of them..."

When Yanxia said this, she was choked up and couldn't speak.

"I really thought he liked Senior Sister Fu Luo...I always thought...he wasn't..." She burst into tears, and Xuan Yi's handkerchief was soon wet~www.readwn.com~Actually, I didn't want to that day I did this... I just like Shaoyi, I want to be with him well, just the two of us, and he agreed to me... But then Senior Sister Fu Luo chased him to the South Garden and called Shaoyi away... I Whenever I get angry...I...what have I done...Senior Brother Gu Ting will never forgive me..."

Xuan Yi looked down at her, silent.

Soon, the two commanders appeared under the Cangsheng mirror, the senior commander cut off a lock of Yanxia's long hair, and the young commander twisted a section of radiant thread from the mirror, and tied it with Yanxia's long hair. Weave together.

"Princess Yanxia, ​​please." Da Si Ming's face was hidden in deep shadows, his voice was low and cold with no emotion.

Yanxia wiped away her tears and walked a few steps forward, but she still couldn't help turning her head back, with the slightest hope in her eyes, she said in a trembling voice: "Shaoyi...has he asked me?"

Xuan Yi said in a low voice: "Senior sister is too worried."

The frail hope in Yanxia's eyes was extinguished like a spark, but soon, her expression became neither happy nor sad, she turned and stepped into the Cangsheng mirror, and said calmly: "Yes, I really was worrying too much."

Her slender figure flickered in the brilliance, and she was no longer seen.

Xuan Yi stared at those flowing colors for a long, long time, she remembered some things from a long time ago, remembered A Niang's hot tears falling on her face one by one, and told her over and over again: A Yi must not fall in love easily in the future. Who, the first moment you will feel sweet and infinite, but then there will be endless pain. Alas... the procrastination of scholars can still be said, but the procrastination of women cannot be said. You remember what A Niang said, and don't forget it in your life!

She also thought of the winding scarlet blood, she pinched countless flowers, but she couldn't cover them no matter what.

What a bad day.