Drunken Exquisiteness

The scent fluttered, Lan Luo walked gently, holding the soup in his hand and presented it to the case. Ye Tianling was taking a sip of tea, and from the corner of her eyes she saw a folded letter paper falling beside him: "Your Highness, please!" Lan Qi said softly, bowing his head and stepping back.

He took the paper in his hand and unfolded it to read it. It was written with a fine line of writing: The autumn evening was light and the moon was clear. I wonder if the fourth brother and the eleventh banquet are interested in a trip on the horse bridge?

He pursed the corner of his mouth silently. Eleven was sitting nearby, turning his head to see him thoughtful, and asked in a low voice: "Fourth brother?"

He covered the letter with his backhand and raised his eyes: "It's not early. Tomorrow has to be early. Let's not delay it too late."

Ye Tianzhan smiled over there and said, "Fourth brother is right, you have just come back and you have worked hard all the way, and you should rest early tonight."

When a few people left the Xiaolan Pavilion, Ye Tianling glanced at Eleven. Eleven and him had a tacit understanding, and said with a smile: "My fourth brother and I rode out on horseback, letting out our alcohol."

Ye Tianli said: "The fourth brother accompanies the eleventh brother, I will send the fifth brother and them back to the house by boat."

When Ye Tianli got on the boat, they asked Eleven: "Fourth brother, what's the matter?" Ye Tianling handed the letter to him. He looked at it and said, "This is..."

"When I went out just now, it seemed that I saw Qing Chen in the four-side building, but she was wearing men's clothes after a face-to-face meeting. It was not very accurate." Ye Tianling looked over the Chuyan River. The night was already deep, and the river cruise ship There was a lot less when I came, and I lighted the lights and cruised away in twos and threes.

"Qing Chen!" Eleven said in surprise, "We were looking for her everywhere in Mobei, how could she be in Tiandu? Could it be a mistake?"

Ye Tianling seemed to smile slightly, and said: "Looking at this handwriting, it should not be wrong. I taught her how to write the word'有', and the writing in the Xiaolan Pavilion is the same in several places. ."

Eleven is familiar with Ye Tianling's words. At this time, I took a closer look and found that the word "Yes" on the note is an inverted writing. Few people except Ye Tianling would write like this. He smiled: "Is it really her? Go, Go and see!"

The two rode to the Yuema Bridge together, followed by Wei Changzheng and other guards waiting outside the building. The Leaping Horse Bridge is located in the middle of Shangjiufang, straddling the Chuyan River in the Leding Canal. It is built of white stone and is more than ten feet long. It can accommodate six cars in parallel. It looks like a white river lying on the river. It is stable and quiet. silent.

The golden hook is thin and the moon is bright, and the dark blue sky is particularly distinct from the distance. The water in the river is bright and dark, faintly ups and downs, a little bit of light and shadow sway with one, and it disappears in the depths of the dark night.

On the bluestone road, I can only hear the sound of horseshoes, and the autumn breeze sometimes blows my face. The wisps of chill make people very sober. It seems that the body's senses are stretched indefinitely in this quiet and cold darkness, and can touch the very slight surroundings. Wind and moon clear light.

Ye Tian Ling slowly reined his horse on the empty Prancing Horse Bridge, faintly watching the surging water of Chuyan River. Where did you hear the Yulou Xiaoqu, faintly heard across the river bank, and sighed by the side: "The beautiful day is beautiful, the beautiful lady has an appointment, I hope it won't disappoint people for a while."

There was a sound of horseshoes, and Ye Tianling turned to look at the sound. There was someone riding a horse in the depths of the long street. The white dress was light and the horse was galloping fast.

The man pulled the horse closer and stopped at the bridge a few steps away and looked here. Those eyes with deep lake light had a smile, and the delicate appearance with a light shirt slowly overlapped with the description that was once inquiring under the shadow of a blue light.

A faint light appeared in Ye Tianling's eyes, and that smile brought calmness and soothing. At the moment when his body and mind were relaxed, the light of the crescent moon seemed to prosper suddenly behind him, and murderous intent appeared like an ice blade. A strange light flashed in his deep eyes, the situation was startled, and the sword was out of its sheath.

Qing Chen reined all the way, his horse's hoof was brisk, and when he saw the figure on the leaping horse bridge from a distance, Yun Cheng seemed to be able to feel the joy of his master, his hoof flew like flying, leaving behind the starlight and tree shadows, and he was in front of the bridge in an instant.

Qing Chen took the rein slightly, turned around at the bridge head, and looked ahead. One was surprised with dark eyes, and the other was calm in the blue shirt. In the deep night, a sharp gaze fell in front of him, and a smile that was rarely seen in the shadows appeared.

She raised her eyebrows across the river, smiled and looked at Eleven and Ye Tianling, and slapped forward with a light chick. Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared at the fence of the Yubai Bridge, and the icy river water suddenly waved, and the reflection of Lengyue turned into a sharp blade, striking behind Ye Tianling.

At that moment there was no space around, Qing Chen flew away with the cloud fiercely, screaming: "Fourth brother! Be careful behind!"

In the sudden change, the originally silent autumn wind rolled with the sword shadow, as if the raging waves of the cold river had turned into torrential rain and spread over the long bridge.

The fallen leaves on the bridge were agitated by sword qi, and fluttered in disorder. Amidst the overwhelming cold light, a white light rushed towards Ye Tian Ling's heart.

Qing Chen was so forced by the turbulent sword energy that he couldn't see. He only felt chills and a slight pain in his left arm. Then Yun Cheng's rein was brought forward with great force.

The sword screamed and pierced the ears beside him, and he was angry.

At this moment, a long electric shock light suddenly lit up in the boundless night, the light was piercing, tearing the world apart.

when! The two swords cried together, and a person with a mask in black appeared in the shadow of the broken sword.

The sword in Ye Tianling's hand surged, like a white rainbow, dazzlingly bright, accompanied by Qing Xiao, chasing the back of the man, forcing him to return to the sword to defend himself.

With a sword of light, the world faded.

After dissipating the pressure of the previous sword energy, Qing Chen opened his eyes and saw the blood bursting from the assassin's right shoulder, staggering back.

Eleven toes jumped up slightly from the moment, the sabre was unsheathed, and the four Xuanyi guards had also been fighting with the assassin.

Everything is only in an instant, so fast that it seems unreal.

Qing Chen turned his head, Ye Tianling proudly immediately focused on her face with cold eyes, three feet of Qingfeng slanted fingers in his hand, blood stained with cold light, slowly flowing, dripping into the dust.

The yellow leaves all over the sky fell one after another at this time, and his whole body exuded a daunting bitterness. The night and the coldness of autumn seemed to be reduced to the foil of those deep eyes, and everything converged in the coldness.

"It's really you." Ye Tianling's arm moved slightly, and the sword was retracted.

"it's me."

Ye Tianling turned a blind eye to Jian Guang nearby, and said in a low voice: "You are the one who played the piano on the four sides of the building just now." Not asking, but stating the facts that he already knew.

Qing Chen was stunned and said with a smile: "Wen Yan is Qing Chen, Qing Chen is Wen Yan, I can't hide it from you."

Ye Tianling said again: "The scroll in the Xiaolan Pavilion is also from your pen."

Qing Chen was slightly ashamed: "I have tried my best to write well."

Ye Tianling's thin lips raised a gentle arc: "Yes." Then his gaze moved, the corners of his lips instantly returned to the coldness that could not be traced, and the rein held in his left hand shook. Yun Cheng was taken a few steps by him, hissed in dissatisfaction, but he did not make any resistance.

Qing Chen came to a position side by side with him coldly, only to find that Yun Cheng's rein had been held in his hand at some point.

The Feng Chi under his seat slightly neighed and rubbed with the two prime ministers Yun Cheng. It seemed that they had reunited after a long time and looked very affectionate. Ye Tianling reached out and held her arm. Following his movements, Qing Chen lowered his head. Only then did Qing Chen realize that there were bright red blood stains on his sleeves, and could not help whispering: "Ah!"

Ye Tianling's eyes were cold, but his hands were slightly loose, then he raised his hand and tore off her blood-stained sleeves. She shrank back instinctively, but she couldn't move when she was caught. There was not much blood in the white silk clothes underneath. She hurriedly said, "It should be the blood of the assassin."

"Yeah." Ye Tianling let go and turned around and shouted, "Eleventh brother."

The eleventh enthusiasm was over, and I was too lazy to entangle with the assassin again, and his hands were clear and flashing, and he flew the assassin's masked black scarf with a sword, whirled around in midair, and retreated gracefully, falling beside them. He casually wiped the blade with a black towel, raised his hand and threw it away, choked the long sword into its sheath, turned his head and looked up and down Qing Chen: "It's really you! Why are you dressed like this?"

Qing Chen said: "It's so convenient, it's been a long time since I saw you!"

Eleven raised his eyebrows loudly: "We thought... Ha! I was anxious for my fourth brother and me!"

Qing Chen smiled and replied, "Me too."

The three of them were silent for a while, and Shiyi and Qing Chen laughed suddenly, even Ye Tianling smiled.

Qing Chen was in a happy mood, and turned his head to look around, the assassin's face flashed before her eyes suddenly. She suddenly shook her whole body, and all the color on her face seemed to disappear in an instant, and she cried out, "Thank you brother!"

The assassin had been injured by Ye Tianling's sword qi. Hearing the cry, his men were slightly stagnant, and they were unable to support Wei Changzheng after a head-to-head encounter. The long sword fell off his hand and Wei Changzheng's sword was already pointed in his throat. The faint moonlight shone down, clearly reflecting his description, and it was indeed Xie Jing.

Qing Chen looked at the other person in disbelief, Ye Tianling glanced at her: "Do you know him?"

Qing Chen hesitated for a long time, and finally heard her dry voice saying: "He is...a person on all sides."

"People on all sides?" Ye Tianling was expressionless, no joy or anger could be heard in his voice.

The shock on Qing Chen's face has faded, and replaced by a dead silence. She still watched the Xie Jing and slowly said, "Yes, he is the one on all sides of me."

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to be suffocated by these words. The Xuanyi guards who besieged Xiejing looked at this side vigilantly. Among them, two people were on the side of their bodies, and the sword aura spread quietly.

Ye Tianling's black eyes were heavy, falling on Xie Jing.

Xie Jing loosened the wound on his shoulder and held a fist at him: "There are not many people who can hurt me with a sword. I have to meet such an opponent tonight, and I am convinced by the defeat."

Ye Tianling said: "If you are more decisive in your sword, I would be interested in competing with you."

Xie Jing chuckled strangely, and said slightly sideways: "Sorry." It seemed to Ye Tianling, and it seemed to Qing Chen.

Qing Chen looked at him quietly for a while, then turned to look towards Ye Tianling: "It seems that every time I meet you, someone wants your life."

Ye Tianling said lightly: "It seems that many people around me want my life."

On the Prancing Horse Bridge, the moonlight is clear, the beautiful day is beautiful, and the beautiful lady has an appointment, all turned into a strange and conspiracy taste in this light sword shadow assassination.

If it was a coincidence last time, this time it was, an appointment.

Qing Chen frowned, just about to say something, when suddenly he heard a sharp knife whistle, the scarlet light flashed in the dark, two thin knives flew in the sky, and attacked Wei Changzheng to control Xie Jing's long sword. Someone flashed to Xie Jing's side and whispered softly: "Big Brother! Go!"

Wei Changzheng whispered in anger and attacked the incoming person with a sword. The thin knife whispered and flashed back in the air, the silver light and crimson colors intertwined like practice, and the two used quick strikes and quick moves. The remaining three Xuanyi guards walked silently and made a mistake, sealing their way out.

Seeing the two thin knives, Qing Chen's face flashed with unconcealed surprise, and then turned into alternate looks of fright and anger in the doubt, and the phoenix eyes gradually became cold, slightly like a moonlight blade floating.

"Let them go." Ye Tianling glanced at her and suddenly said coldly. Several people in Wei Changzheng were stunned when they heard the words, but they immediately stopped and withdrew their swords and drew back. The figure of the person and Xie Jing shook at the same time, and the sound of water rang out, and the silence before was restored in a short time.

Qing Chen turned his head slowly, Ye Tianling's eyes were deep and cold, like a bottomless black hole, the pure dark color could swallow everything and make everything invisible.

She looked at his eyes so quietly, and under his gaze, the silent silence between the two sides was insurmountable for a long time.

At this moment, Yun Cheng took a step forward, and Feng Chi seemed to respond to it, and stepped forward slowly. The distance between the two suddenly shortened, Ye Tian Ling Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, and Qing Chen finally restrained the waves in his heart: "Fourth brother, give me three days. After three days, I will definitely give you an explanation."

After that, the reins were tangled severely in his hands, and Le De Yuncheng hissed suddenly and turned around. When she lowered her head, she was depressed for a moment, igniting a cluster of cold anger in the deep, but at this moment, she suddenly heard Ye Tianling's calm voice sounded behind her: "I believe you."

With just a few numbers, the wind fell into my heart.

The coolness of autumn flicked across the clothes, the new moon was deep, and the leaves were lightly flying. She didn't turn around, looked at the long and silent street ahead, and whispered: "Thank you brother." After speaking, she slammed her horse and left.