Lie Junhou [Rebirth]

Surrounded by hustle and bustle, Lin Yi subconsciously looked down at his hands, and then looked around. This is a busy city. He didn't know why he was here, and couldn't remember where he should be, so he stepped into the crowd.

The vendors in the street market are full of goods, quite like the market in Saibeidarhan Grassland. Lin Yi caught a glimpse of a stall full of bows, so he stopped and took one.

He has a sophisticated eye, this is a ox horn bow, the bow body is black and glowing with dark light, and the arc is smooth.

Lin Yi fiddled with it for a while, with great strength, and said: "This bow is not bad."

The vendor was a big man with a beard. He patted his chest and said proudly: "You are very accurate. This is the best one in my hand. There is no one in the whole Suizhou city with better craftsmanship than my family."

"Want?" Xiao Huan's voice came from beside him. Lin Yi was surprised for a moment, but then felt very natural. Maybe what happened in the dream was normal, and there was no need to think about it.

"Beidaying still has a few famous bows, so I won't buy them." Lin Yi raised the bow to try it, then hung the bow back, and thanked the stall owner.

Xiao Huan watched from the side, and Lin Yi's movements of holding the bow and pulling the string were very beautiful, and he was straight and charged, and the demeanor of concentration at that moment was full of tension.

Lin Yi's skills have always been well-known. In addition to his swordsmanship, his archery skills on the battlefield also make the enemy terrified.

In the past, he seldom showed his riding and archery skills in front of others, because a lightsaber was enough on the battlefield, and he didn't need to use bows and arrows very much.As for later, Lin Yi almost never touched bows and arrows in private again, because of an old incident.

However, what happened, the surrounding market suddenly quieted down, the crowd disappeared, and the stalls that spread so far that they couldn't see their ends disappeared.

Lin Yi hurriedly turned his head and found that Xiao Huan was no longer by his side.

He realized something, but it was too late, and the nightmare he least wanted to recall was awakened by his slightest thought.

It was snowing at night in northern Xinjiang. Outside the city, soldiers were scattered holding torches. There were no stars and no moon.

The ground was craggy with rocks, kneeling men and women, all dressed in common clothes, with their arms tied behind their backs, and some were sobbing under their breath.

"General, Lord Hou..."

"Don't kill me..."

Lin Yi heard his own voice, slightly hoarse and calm: "Cut."

The soldiers swung their knives down, and the civilians kneeling on the ground fell to the ground one after another. The crying broke out first, and soon there was no more movement.

The night wind suddenly picked up, rolling up snow and dry grass, and the dark red blood stream on the ground mixed with muddy soil spread to Lin Yi's feet.

……

Lin Yi clasped the hilt of the sword and supported his body to look more stable. He looked down and saw clear blood on the ground, and the surrounding soldiers were silent. Lin Yi gave an order with gestures and ordered someone to clean up the corpse.

Without waiting for his subordinates to count them, he clearly knew how many civilians he ordered to kill—190 people, almost all the residents of Harqin Town not far from Xiaohe City.

Only six children are still alive at this moment, and they were ordered to be taken away in advance to save them from death.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a massacre of the city.This is also the only one among the many rumors about his crimes that matches the facts.

Lin Yi seldom recalled this incident. These people really deserved their crimes, and they should all be punished according to the law. He was right to kill, but no matter what, going to battle to kill the enemy is completely different from wielding a knife at the people he once desperately protected , the blood on the ground stung.

Sometimes, even when you do the right thing, it can be excruciatingly painful.

From this time on, Lin Yi hardly used bows and arrows anymore, and the few good bows hanging in the tent of the commander of the Peking University Camp have since been put away.

The stern cold wind blew across his cheeks, and Lin Yi was shocked by the real and indistinguishable bloody breath in the wind, and his whole body began to tremble. When he opened his mouth, he said Xiao Huan's name in a hoarse voice.

He immediately came back to his senses, threw away the sword in his hand, and looked around, his eyes were full of torches shaking in the hunting wind, the wilderness was dark, and there was no sign of Xiao Huan.

This is not true!Lin Yi struggled to wake up from this nightmare, his breathing was suddenly suffocated, and with a sudden gasp, his eyes opened, almost stung by the light.

"Xiao Huan!" Lin Yi roared, his voice hoarse.

"Wake up! Master Hou is awake!" the palace man exclaimed.

There was a turmoil in the Yilan Palace, and the ups and downs of the Danxiao Palace were always calm. How could there be such a situation? Nie Yanli, Shao Chongyou, and Ye Tang rushed over quickly, followed by Mr. Yuheng, and gave Lin Yi a hand from head to toe. After checking it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I've made it through!"

Lin Yi didn't know how dangerous he had passed, but he felt that every bone in his body was out of position. He grabbed Nie Yanli and asked, "Where is he?"

Nie Yanli was a little worried, so he looked at Mr. Yuheng first, and Mr. Yuheng nodded, indicating that it would be okay to tell Lin Yi.

Lin Yi suddenly raised his heart: "What's wrong with him!"

Nie Yanli realized that Lin Yi didn't know that Xiao Huan was looking for him before he was in a coma. He must have misunderstood at this moment, thinking that something happened to Xiao Huan on the battlefield, so he quickly explained: "Don't worry, he's fine."

Lin Yi didn't relax at all. He knew Xiao Huan very well, but if nothing happened, Xiao Huan would definitely stay by his side. How could everyone be there, but he wasn't there.

"Don't worry, Lord Hou. Your Highness is similar to Lord Hou. He has to get through this test, as long as he gets through it." Yuheng Jun advised.

Lin Yi immediately understood what was going on, it must have been caused by a spell.

He resisted the discomfort and wanted to get out of bed: "Where is he? Is he in Shuangge? Why did he suddenly..."

"His Royal Highness took Lord Hou directly back to Jiangzhou. Seeing that Lord Hou was still awake, his mind was in a state of shock, and the spell broke out for a while, but it was a matter of time, so we had to take advantage of this time to treat him. The gate of hell is also the gate of life." It is rare for Heng Jun to be serious.

Everyone else's style has passed the ears, Lin Yi only knows clearly that Xiao Huan is dangerous this time.

There was a numb pain in his chest, and his mind went blank. Nie Yanli and Shao Chong still supported him. He didn't know what the people next to him said, and he didn't know how they walked out of Yilan Palace. Lin Yi went directly outside Shuang Pavilion.

He wanted to go in to see Xiao Huan, but was stopped.

"Master Hou, when His Highness's spell occurs, no one else can be around." Ye Tang stepped forward anxiously and distressed.

Lin Yi's throat was sluggish, and he resisted to stop. He couldn't rush in regardless, although he was no one else.

"I'll wait for him, I'll wait..." Lin Yi murmured.

Aunt Rong came and saw this scene, remembering that Xiao Huan was like this when he was guarding Lin Yi, and sighed with tears: "These two children..."

Jun Yuheng did not force Lin Yi to go back to rest, except for the necessary rest, he was allowed to stay outside the Shuang Pavilion.

The only ones who can enter and exit the Shuang Pavilion are Lord Yuheng and the little servant boy he brought from the Zichen Realm. At night, the moon is in the sky, and the Shuang Pavilion is like a silver-plated flower, which looks cold. Standing outside for a long time, when I looked up, I saw a little light from the carved window sash, I don't know how Xiao Huan is inside, whether it hurts or not, whether he is also trapped in a nightmare.

He suddenly remembered the days when he was in Yilan Palace, he quietly waited for Xiao Huan to come back all day, and never went out of the courtyard of Yilan Palace.

At that time, the days were long and there was a clear parting written at the end, there was no sound in his ears, no light in his eyes, only Xiao Jinzhi, but it was better than all the untouchable dreams in the world.

Lin Yi remembered again that the carving knife in his hand scratched the touch of sangzhe wood a thousand times and ten thousand times. When Xiao Huan came back, he accompanied him to make those exquisite carpentry mortise and tenon joints. It was obviously used to pass the time, but it became unforgettable. memory.

Sometimes Lin Yi gets lazy and nestles in his arms, not exerting any strength in the hand holding the carving knife, just feeling Xiao Huan's movement of sharpening him a little bit.

Sang Zhemu turned into the shape of a butterfly little by little, and Lin Yi joked: "Jinzhi, will anyone in this world make it fly?"

Was it the best day?

The coldest winter in the south of the Yangtze River has come, and Lin Yi has been guarding tirelessly outside the Shuang Pavilion for a long time, with a straight figure like a willow, a crimson shirt with gorgeous embroidery, and looks thin.

It was a happy dress.

From when they never met before, until the ten years between life and death, to today, he has tasted all the bitterness and parting in the world, but he doesn't regret it at all.He remembered the promise he made to Xiao Huan when he was young in the dream. They were destined to meet each other. Xiao Jinzhi was always waiting for him, but he came and went again and again.

Lin Yi looked at the window of Shuangge and thought, Xiao Huan was always waiting for him from the very beginning.

Three days later, Jun Yuheng came out and said to Lin Yi: "Your Highness will definitely wake up today, but it is not yet known whether it will be a blessing or a disaster. Lord Hou must take care of himself, otherwise His Highness will feel bad."

The decree of Jinling City was issued three times before and after. The news sent back was either that Lin Yi was seriously ill or that the life and death of the Seventh Prince was uncertain. Lin Yi finally sent a few words to Emperor Yongguang. People come to disturb.

Xiao Huan did wake up soon, and with Jun Yuheng's instructions, Lin Yi dared not do so even if he had the urge to break in ten thousand times.

He jumped up to the Shuang Pavilion and stood in the corridor. There was silence in the room, and finally a familiar voice came: "Zi Yao."

Xiao Huan's voice sounded a little tired, and Lin Yi knew that he must be enduring all kinds of pain at this moment. There was a jade-white carved window between the two of them. The ring has not been taken off.

"The wedding dress has been made, Jin Zhi, it's a good marriage for a hundred years, even if it's less than a day, you waited for me for too long, now I will follow you wherever you are, okay?"

There was a hint of a smile in Xiao Huan's voice, and it was difficult to pronounce the words, but he was very gentle: "Everything in this world is up to you."

Lin Yidao: "Jinzhi, when I saw you for the first time in this life, your name was Ruan Xun. Since you found it, I am yours, and I can't change it even if it is under the blue sky."

The stone that had been in Xiao Huan's heart was removed all the time, he was in a complicated mood, coughed lightly, and said with a suppressed breath, "How do you know..."

"Don't believe a word of what Concubine Jin said before." Lin Yi's eyes were red, and he touched Xiao Huan's palm through the window.

Lord Yuheng set up a boundary outside Shuangge, Xiao Huan was sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious, Lin Yi was a few feet away from Shuangge, and suddenly understood what it means to be so close to the world.

Jun Yuheng came out of the Shuang Pavilion, hesitated for a moment, and said to Lin Yi: "Master Hou, it's just a few days, Your Highness... really wants to see you, and when he was guarding Lord Hou, he was very happy. worry……"

Lin Yi didn't realize what Jun Yuheng failed to say, so he nodded: "It's okay, I'll wait for him."

And Nie Yanli and Ye Tang hesitated to speak, "His Royal Highness saw Hou Ye unconscious before, and was really worried, and Hou Ye must understand."

Lin Yi didn't care about him, and just responded numbly, and they didn't talk anymore.

Three full days later, on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Great Yan Kingdom experienced a whole year of turmoil and war, and the livelihood of the people gradually recovered, and the first snow fell in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiangling City is full of mist, clouds and mist linger on the top of Danxiao Palace, and the snow is rustling. The surrounding area of ​​Shuang Pavilion is surrounded by Lord Yuheng. When the snow falls, it will condense into jade frost and form on the jade white pavilion.

There were lights in the Shuang Pavilion, and Lin Yi stood there for a long time in the shadows of the falling snow, only looking at the light of the lamps and candles. His wedding robes were still dazzling in the light.

Snow fell on Lin Yi's eyebrows, his fingertips were so cold that he lost consciousness, but for some reason, he subconsciously took two steps forward.

The next moment, the two tall hall doors of Shuangge were pushed open, and a slender figure stood inside the hall door, with the light behind him, and the room was filled with bright lights, which instantly shone into the night snow in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lin Yi stared at the figure, Xiao Huan's eyebrows and eyes were still gentle, as picturesque, with a brocade robe on his body, broad and thin shoulders.

But in just a short moment, the surprise on Lin Yi's face turned into astonishment, he couldn't believe it, and couldn't move a step——

In the flurry of flying snow, Xiao Huan's original ink-like long hair had turned into snow-white, and was blown up by the wind and fine snow, reflecting it in Lin Yi's eyes.

Lin Yi felt as if his heart had been hit suddenly, and when he realized it, his throat was extremely sore.Everyone wanted to mention it euphemistically, but they didn't know how to say it, and it was clearly in front of them at this moment.

Xiao Huan would be worried about him, so he naturally knew that what he didn't expect was that the blue hair melted into snow and his hair turned white.

As much as he cherishes it, he is as afraid of losing it again. Only then does Lin Yi know what he means to Xiao Huan.

Lin Yi walked towards Xiao Huan in a daze, until he was hugged into a familiar embrace, the numbness from the heart to the fingers was resolved, and every inch was painful.

His fingertips brushed Xiao Huan's white hair tremblingly, and when he raised his head to kiss it, his heart was full of pain and lost and found entangled together, tears and snow melted on the wedding dress, and wet the lotus flowers on both sides.

"How could it be..." Lin Yi clasped Xiao Huan's five fingers tightly, his eyes were red, and looked at Xiao Huan again and again, "How could it be..."

Xiao Huan just bent his eyes and smiled, saying: "Don't be sad, Zi Yao, look."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yi never noticed that among the brilliant lights in Shuangge, many light butterflies flew out suddenly, with graceful postures, lingering in Shuangge among the flying snow all over the sky, just like a night of spring breeze in exchange for cold winter, pear blossoms melting snow, butterfly wings ride the wind.

It was the sangzhe wood butterfly that Xiao Huan carved little by little while holding his hand in the past.

"when……"

"In Shuangge, waiting for you." Xiao Huan hugged him in his arms, and Lin Yi, who was dressed in a happy suit, looked into his eyes, "You always said you wanted to see them fly."

Lin Yi's eyes were wet with tears, looking at the butterflies in the wind and snow, not knowing what to say.

He thought of the scenes in the Peking University Camp where Xiao Huan and Fei Lingxue often talked with sketches. It turned out that every word he said was carefully remembered.

Lin Yi lowered his head, resting his forehead on Xiao Huan's shoulder: "Jinzhi..."

"Yeah." Xiao Huan patted him on the back lightly.

Lin Yi raised his head, looked at Xiao Huan's hair full of hair, his eyes were red, but he smiled: "When will you get married?"

In the first harsh winter after the reunion, thousands of wooden butterflies flapped their wings and flew out in front of Shuangge, and the boundless snowy night turned into a spring breeze south of the Yangtze River.

When Xiao Huan and Lin Yi returned to Jinling City again, the situation was settled. Emperor Yongguang personally ordered that Que Yang, the most beloved princess of the Great Yan Empire, was charged with treason and deception. Royal bestow poison wine.The Gu family in Jianzhou retreated completely.

In the spring of the following year, Lord Marquis of the Liejun Mansion married King Xiting, and Emperor Yongguang ordered Xiao Huan to formally return to the court.

In April, Rouran rebuked Lu Bu Khan King Sule to take power, and formed an alliance with Yan Yihe.In September, Emperor Yongguang became seriously ill and passed the throne to Xiao Huan.

The next year, the new emperor ascended the throne, named Chengxi, and moved the capital to Jiangling in late spring.

In April of the first year of Chengxi, the city of Jiangling was bustling and bustling. On the banks of the Lujiang River, in a painting boat, a person was leaning against the window.

"Aren't you going back?" A tall and handsome man approached, bowed his head and asked, his voice was three parts majestic and seven parts gentle.

"What are you going back to do? Help choose a concubine? If Benhou is as blind and deaf as before, he can help choose!"

"I won't take any of them if I say so." Before the other party had time to slip away again, the man sealed several acupoints on him, picked him up in a straight hug, turned around and left with a helpless smile, "Send it to Duanning Prince's Mansion?"

"No, how can I not believe you." The man in his arms immediately hugged the man's neck obediently, with a cozy and sly smile, "Besides, Nie Yanli will tear down the palace..."

On the banks of the Lu River, rhododendrons are in full bloom, and there are thousands of green hills on both sides of the bank. There is a faint singing among the boats: "... Jiangling is full of fragrance, holding a sword to find a red dress... Ten years of smiling, drinking alone under the lamp..."