Red plums reflect youth

At the same time, in front of the window of the Qingcheng Pavilion hut.

Ziqing sat quietly, staring blankly at a luxuriant elm tree outside the window.

He saw the moonlight streaming down on the leaves like water, the light and shadow were deep and shallow, and the brilliance was clear and faint.He saw a few young leaves trembling in the faint breeze.In more detail, he could even see the lines on the leaves of the elm.

The night is always too quiet and lonely, the time is too long, and people are too awake.Can't recall the past, dare not imagine the future, empty now, so I have to carefully look at a tree or a blade of grass, seriously and calmly, count the number of leaves on the tree, or write down the leaves on the grass. After being blown by the wind, I nodded my head a few times, and the night of insomnia passed, and I tried repeatedly.

The moonlight tonight seems to be particularly bright, illuminating the surrounding area brightly.This bright and bright moonlight has never changed since ancient times. Looking at it, although it is lonely, it does not lose its warmth.Take photos with lonely people, rely on each other, and never miss appointments.

Ziqing looked down at the backyard casually again, and the scenery in the yard was quietly shining under the moonlight.

Inadvertently, I looked at another pair of inadvertent eyes.

There was a sudden flash of light in the other party's eyes.

Ziqing was startled, and quickly looked away.

Like a cheetah that had spotted its target, the man leaped swiftly and nimbly through the elm tree to the second floor, and leaped lightly onto Ziqing's window pane.

By the time Ziqing realized it, it was too late to close the window to hide, so he could only stare blankly at the other party.

The man in front of him was dressed in the clothes of a foreign race in the north, with a bright white wolf tooth hanging on his chest, and his slightly curly hair was glowing maroon under the moonlight. Although his appearance was different from that of Daqing people, he was surprisingly handsome. What no one can ignore is that pair of agate-colored pupils exude arrogance all the time.

"Who are you!?" Without waiting for Ziqing to ask, the other party opened his mouth rudely, but the foreign accent revealed a determination that could not be resisted.

Ziqing looked at him vigilantly, and asked, "Who are you? Why did you force your way into my room?"

The other party didn't answer, but read word by word:

"I spend my whole life,"

"Write a song,"

"The sound is in thousands of tunes,"

"Just one word,"

"Unforgettable."

While reading, he stared straight at Ziqing, with oppression and sharpness in his eyes.

Ziqing was puzzled, only felt that this person's behavior was very strange, and the tone of his poem was completely different from the artistic conception of the poem, so he couldn't help frowning: "What kind of poem is this?"

There was a red light in the man's pupils, and he jumped in, surprised and asked: "You don't know?!"

"Why would I know?" Ziqing was even more surprised.

"How could you not know?!" The man of the foreign race asked back in disbelief, and then glared at Ziqing: "You are lying to me! You must know!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ziqing's neck, so hard that Ziqing was almost out of breath, and asked sharply, "Say it! Who are you!"

Ziqing tried hard with both hands to break the hand that was holding her neck, but it was in vain: "Let go of me! What are you going to do... You have misunderstood the person"

But the man suddenly became agitated: "Impossible! Say it or not! Say it or not!" As he questioned, he increased his strength, as if he was about to strangle Ziqing to death.

"Huh...huh..." Ziqing's breathing became more and more difficult, and just when Ziqing felt that he was about to suffocate, "Ah!..." The man of the foreign race suddenly let go of his hand, but hugged his head tightly in pain howled.

Panting for breath, Ziqing, who had escaped, looked at the dangerous intruder in panic, only to see that he seemed to be suffering from severe headaches, and finally fell to the ground with a crash, unconscious.

Before Ziqing could recover from the accident in front of him, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Yu Xuefei's voice came at the same time: "Ziqing, it's me, open the door quickly."

Ziqing settled down, and hurried forward to open the door.

Yu Xuefei hurriedly stepped in, then fastened the door latch, and quickly walked to the man of the foreign race lying on the ground, knelt down and inspected it carefully.

"Oh...it happened again." Yu Xuefei sighed, raised her head and said to Ziqing: "Ziqing, you are startled. I saw him jumping into your room in the yard, so I hurried over here Yes. He is the third son of the Northern Thorn King, named Huyan Keluo, and now he was framed by his clansmen and came here when he had nowhere to go."

"Prince of the North Thorn!" Ziqing gasped.Now Daqing and Northern Thorn are at odds with each other, and a prince from Northern Thorn actually ran to Pingyang, this...

I heard Yu Xuefei continue to say: "He seems to have leaked his whereabouts in Pingyang, and the government has already started to arrest him. I know that it is a felony to beheaded now to take in a Norththorn person without permission, but Ke Luo's mother used to be my Yu Xue Faey's savior, I can't leave him alone."

Yu Xuefei stood up and said sincerely to Ziqing: "You are the only person who has seen him besides me, I can't let others know that he is here, Ziqing, can you help me keep a secret?"

Ziqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and asked again: "Then what's wrong with him? Why did he suddenly pass out?"

Yu Xuefei shook her head lightly: "I'm not too sure, he just came to find me this afternoon, but this is the second time he fainted from a headache. But I still don't dare to help him find a doctor..." Yu Xuefei Fei said, suddenly seemed to think of something, her face lit up, and she asked Ziqing: "Ziqing, can you do me a favor?"

"Girl, but it's okay to say."

"Can you go to Mr. Shen Luoshu now? I heard that he is proficient in medicine. He must have a way to cure Ke Luo. And... Ke Luo is useful to him, so he must think of a way to keep Ke Luo .”

"Well, I'll go right away." Ziqing replied, and got up to go out.