The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

A hand grabbed him.

Lin Shu bowed his head.

It is Yingying.

Yingying took his hand, raised her head, her eyes were a little red, the tip of her nose was also red, and there were tears in her black and beautiful eyes.

Lin Shuwei leaned over and stroked her hair.

Yingying grabbed his hand and wrote a few words in his palm.

Lin Shu's footsteps stopped.

Those words were: "Just now, when you came in, Daddy woke up."

Lin Shu turned her head and stared fixedly at Ling Fengxiao's blurred sleeping face behind the heavy screen.

Did you wake up?

Does he not want to see himself?

Lin Shu thought, this is indeed the case.

It's better not to see each other.

Rather than... torturing each other, it is better to be like this now.

It's okay to leave.

He had already promised the Queen that he would stand by Ling Fengxiao's side when the war between the South and the North would start in the future, so what he should do now was to consolidate his cultivation and state of mind.In the future, on the battlefield, there will be more chances of winning.

And then... Ling Fengxiao canonized as Human Emperor, when the world is at peace.

Until then--

Until then……

How should he be?

Lin Shu looked at the boundless stars and the moon in the sky, feeling empty in his heart.

Yingying tugged at the corner of his sleeve again.

He looked at Yingying, thinking about her previous accusations, and wrote lightly on her palm.

"Tell your dad."

"Don't... overwork yourself."

"Don't be angry with Xiao Lingyang."

"Go to bed early."

"Add more meals."

"Take care of yourself."

Tears welled up in his eyes, and then fell down.Lin Shu reached out to wipe it off for her, and then wrote: "You too."

Yingying bit her lip and nodded.

She wrote: "Can I still find you in my dreams?"

Lin Shu wrote: "OK."

Yingying just looked at him like that, and then slowly let go of her hand.

Lin Shu knew that Yingying had always been obedient and not as stubborn as Xiao Wuque.

Letting go of his hand, he continued to move forward and walked out of the palace gate.

After going out for a while, he turned his head and looked at the phoenix tree garden with sparse flowers and trees between the terraces.

The lights in the garden were turned off bit by bit, as if they were beginning to sleep peacefully.

Something in his heart slowly collapsed.

Suddenly, he really wanted to go back, but he never looked back after all.

He walked out of the palace gate, out of Yangliu Yiyi's Royal Street.

At the end of the street there is a lotus pond for people to enjoy. In April, the lotus leaves are not unfolded, and the surface of the pond is as smooth as a mirror.

Lin Shu walked in, looked at his reflection in the water, and felt that this expressionless face was still as dull and hideous as it was in his previous life and many years ago.

But it is impossible to escape.

It seemed to be his fate.

A rustle of fabric interrupted his thoughts.

Lin Shu looked up to the source of the sound, and saw a person staggering towards the edge of the pool. The person walked to a willow tree, supported the trunk, his shoulders trembled, and he seemed to be retching.

After a while, he walked to the pool again, just like him before, staring at the reflection on the water.

At this time, Lin Shu finally saw clearly that the one in front of him was an acquaintance.

Xie Zishe.

Lin Shu looked in the direction she came from.

Seeing a spacious mansion, hidden by the light of numerous lamps and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras, one can imagine how lively the scene is inside.

As he was watching, he saw Xie Zishe approaching, and said in a somewhat erratic voice because of his slight drunkenness: "Xiao Linshu?"

But I saw her wearing a black satin gown with wide sleeves, embroidered with silver patterns. It was a very luxurious and formal style, but it was a man's standard.

Her blue hair was not carefully combed like an ordinary daughter, but simply pulled.In the dimness, she could only vaguely see her face, which was still as handsome as that in the academy back then, but she was much more haggard.

In the heavy snow that year, when the elder sister of the Confucianism and Taoism Academy was wearing an old green robe, when she came to step on the snow with a lantern, the spirit on the brows and eyes seemed to be worn a lot.

Lin Shu: "Yes."

Xie Zishe was indeed a little drunk, and looked at him for a long time: "Xianjun..."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his waist slightly and covered his mouth, as if he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, which was very uncomfortable.

Lin Shu handed her an antidote elixir.

In the theory of Xiandao, wine is also poison.

Xie Zishe took it and ate it. After a while, he seemed to be much better: "Thank you."

Lin Shu: "No thanks."

Xie Zishe leaned against the willow tree, looked towards the surface of the pool, and said, "I came out to hide from the wine."

Lin Shu didn't answer.

He didn't know how to answer, and Xie Zishe didn't necessarily need him to answer.

Sure enough, Xie Zishe didn't take it seriously, and continued to say in a tone similar to talking to himself: "The current atmosphere is to enjoy banquets. Each faction has its own family. If I don't socialize with them and sing together, the court will be destroyed." Come on, I'm afraid there will be no help."

She gave a low laugh: "Tonight, I originally wanted to write a memorial. No matter how bad it is, I can read some books."

Obviously, her wish didn't come true.

Xie Zishe said: "It's just that people are panicking now, and His Highness is acting resolutely and ruthlessly. In a few days, I'm afraid that the remaining people of the Lord Harmony faction... will also disperse."

In the night wind, her originally clear voice became hoarse.

Lin Shu asked, "Why advocate peace?"

"Those who make the world safe..." Xie Zishe's voice sounded like a sigh: "In virtue, not in danger."

She took off a willow leaf, looked at it blankly, and said: "Confucianism and righteousness are all in our Southern Dynasty. The Northern Xia and the barbarians are fighting together. Even though the army is strong now, there is no charm of a saint. After a hundred years... it will not be worth mentioning. If I can maintain my health and keep a low profile..."

She supported the willow tree, smiled lowly, and sighed again: "Don't talk about it."

Lin Shu: "What if Bei Xia invades?"

Xie Zishe said: "Cede the land and ask for peace."

After that, she laughed at herself again: "It's just that no one agrees with me, and I... dare not say it."

She wobbled forward a few steps, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said, "The world will be in chaos."

Lin Shu knew that she might never be able to realize her wish.

Ling Fengxiao tends to be the main fighter, and the queen... is even more so.

Lin Shu: "If there is a fight, what will you do?"

"The moon waxes and wanes..." Xie Zishe didn't answer him directly, but looked at the moon with drunken eyes, and muttered to himself: "It's not so much that the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes, it's better to say that the wishes of the world often go against the will of heaven. After all , what the world seeks is nothing more than happiness and consummation, but this matter... has been difficult since ancient times!"

She laughed a few times, and looked at Lin Shu: "If it's really inevitable, haven't I learned the art of war?"

Night Breeze handed over the hustle and bustle in the courtyard over there, and vaguely said, "Where did Mr. Xie go?"

Xie Zishe said, "I'm leaving."

She was still a little staggering in her steps, but her back was straight. As she walked, she hummed poems like singing and reading.

"Don't you see... don't you see the bones cover the wild like snow."

"Don't you see... don't you see the high tree sad and the wind rustling."

"Don't you see that the child is still in the arms, and the slander is that the grandfather has returned home."

"Once a hero draws his sword... Another ten years of calamity for the common people!"

Lin Shu watched her leave.

Her steps suddenly stopped.

Spring night, silence.

wind.

The sound of horseshoes outside the city.

Horseshoes galloped.

And look to the north!

In the distance, among the distant mountains, the flames lit up, reflecting a huge column of smoke rising ragingly!

And there are several streams of light across the sky, it is the figure of a cultivator, rushing towards the palace.

The Xia Dynasty believed in the beacon fire, and there was a beacon tower fifty miles away.

If a certain place is attacked by the enemy, immediately light up the beacon smoke, and the other beacon towers will recognize its location, and will also pick up the beacon smoke, and call for help to the nearest military camp or capital!

The flames start, the war has come!

In the current situation, there is only one possibility, Beixia invades!

Xie Zishe laughed out loud.

After laughing, she bent down and coughed continuously. Listening to the sound, she almost coughed up blood.

Finally calmed down, she looked at Lin Shu: "Take me to the palace?"

Lin Shu didn't speak any more, luck picked her up and flew towards the palace.

And, went straight to Ling Fengxiao's bedroom.

Along the way, the sound of the flute stopped, but I saw cavalry in the imperial city galloping!

Spring flowers and autumn moons are crushed by iron hoofs, children love each other.

Lin Shu landed at the palace gate of Wutong Garden.

Wutong Garden, which had been turned off before, is now brightly lit.

Xie Zishe knelt in front of Ling Fengxiao's seat: "Your Highness."

"You're here." Ling Fengxiao seemed to be speaking to Xie Zishe, but she looked at Lin Shu.

In his eyes, there seemed to be nothing, and there seemed to be everything.

Then, Ling Fengxiao closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Northern Xia colluded with Xijiang and Dian Kingdom, and 20 soldiers and horses marched northward from southwest Dian to directly take Jinguan City."

Even if Lin Shu didn't understand the situation, he knew it was a shocking change.

Northern Xia is the great enemy of Nan Xia, but Xijiang and Dian Kingdom bowed their heads and became Nan Xia's vassal states in the previous wars.

And now...he actually rebelled.

Jinguan City is not far from the southwest border, and soldiers and horses from Yunnan can reach Jinguan City very soon!

However, at the same time, almost all of Nan Xia's elite soldiers and horses were concentrated in the northern border!

To mobilize, it takes at least ten days!

In this way, Jinguan City can be said to be isolated and helpless, besieged on all sides.

Xie Zishe said: "Recently, we can transfer troops from Suicheng, [-] troops."

There was silence in the hall.

Ling Fengxiao said: "Order Shangling Xuegong to guard the city."

Someone is ordered to go down.

But everyone present knew that the power of Immortal Dao was only part of it, and Beixia must have sent countless elite wizards over.

Moreover, there are many taboos for cultivators to kill mortals.

soldiers and horses.

Soldiers and horses are needed.

But where?

Everyone looked at Ling Fengxiao.

Ling Fengxiao looked at Lin Shu.

The next moment, Ling Fengxiao stood up, her red clothes fluttering, and she walked down the steps.

"The transfer of soldiers and horses from Beijing to China is all under Xie Zishe's order," he said indifferently, "Shangling Academy is fully arranged by the Grand Master."

Someone said: "This..."

Ling Fengxiao and Lin Shu passed by.

Lin Shu heard Ling Fengxiao say to him: "Wait for me to come back."

Then, Ling Fengxiao passed him and walked straight out of the hall.

Come rushing at night.

Ling Fengxiao got on her horse and galloped out of the palace!

The red-clothed white horse quickly disappeared into the vast night.

No one knew what he was going to do, even Xie Zishe looked out of the hall with doubts in his eyes.

Lin Shu looked at the tall tower of Jinguan City.

He didn't say anything, just luck flew by.

After a quarter of an hour, the guards of the capital city and people from the immortal world began to be mobilized one after another.

The gate tower of Jinguan City is the focus of defense.

Lin Shu stood on the city wall, and Shangling Jian fell beside him.

He said solemnly to Lin Shu, "Thank you Pavilion Master for your help."

Lin Shu said, "No thanks."

It has nothing to do with the Southern Xia and Northern Xia, the ways of immortals and demons.

Ling Fengxiao asked him to wait.

Then wait.

·

The author has something to say: The majestic palace is connected to the sky, and the son of Emperor Jiuyan wants to open up the frontier.

Athletes in the east city prepare pommel horses, and athletes in the west city use swords and guns.

Every family cuts and collects clothes, and every household poundes military rations.

The child is still in my arms, and Grandpa Manyu has returned home early.

Don't you see the bones covering the field are like snow, the tall trees are sad and the wind is rustling.

Once the hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity for the common people.

From Yan Leisheng's "Tianxingjian".