Youyou Sanshengyue

Ming You clearly remembered that autumn with yellow sand floating.The small mountain peaks and steep stones stand in forests, and the verdant greenness of midsummer has faded away, and the dry wind in autumn has plundered the soil into barren yellow sand.He was wearing broken armor, and the messy knife marks and blood stains carved out his upright figure.Behind them were the corpses of the soldiers from the Crimson Purple Villa and the Wuye Villa. The battle flags of both sides were in dilapidated condition, and they were planted obliquely on the ground, using the last trace of signs to shout solemnity and invincibility.Ming You gritted her teeth angrily, and plunged the crimson sword in her hand vertically into the dry and hard soil at her feet.In front of him was Jialing's tearful eyes, and the fog placed behind his back held the sword in his hand close to his neck, the pain made Jialing tremble all over but kept silent.Afraid that Ming You would be worried, he forced the corners of his pale mouth to smile and said, "I'm fine, leave me alone. I misunderstood you before, so don't blame me."

"What exactly do you need to let him go?" Ming You panted heavily, leaning on the crimson sword to support his collapsed body, pretending that he could still fight to prevent himself from falling down.

Wufang's hair was also disheveled, looking messy in the wind. "Two tigers cannot fit in one mountain. I want you to disappear with Jiangzi Villa. Maybe I can leave this little fox alive."

Ming You trembled violently, staring at Wu Fang in astonishment, not speaking.Since ancient times, the family and the country have been incompatible.Even if Ming You loves Jialing more, it is impossible to give up the lives of thousands of people in Jiangzi Villa just to save him.He gradually clenched the crimson sword in his hand, and pulled it out from the deep soil bit by bit. Since he couldn't make a choice, he could only make a last-ditch effort to save everything.He will not give up on Jialing and everyone in Jiangzi Villa.As the owner of Crimson Purple Villa, he has the obligation and responsibility to protect everyone.

Jia Ling could see that Ming You's body was no longer ready to fight, but Wu Fang was more aggressive and oppressed Ming You's nerves, forcing him to make a choice.

"Don't make it difficult, I'll help you choose." Jialing smiled lightly, pressing her neck hard on the edge of Wufang's sword, drawing a bright bloodstain.Wu Fang was suddenly confused by this sudden change, holding up his sword and watching Jia Ling's body fall straight forward in a daze.Worried that there was a fraud in it, he subconsciously raised his hand and stabbed into the back of the fallen body.

Facing Ming You, Jia Ling knelt down on the ground, splashing dust all over the ground, the tip of the sword pierced through the back and pierced out from the heart, dripping warm blood into the soil.

Don't worry, I will help you choose.

Thirteen years later, Ming You faced the same scene again.The soldiers holding torches in Wuye Mountain Villa were already ready to move, and rushed in only after Ming You gave an order.The three people in the room were still in a stalemate. Wu Fang held Xuanyue's hand to prevent him from moving, and at the same time drew a sword from the side of the bed and pressed it against Xuanyue's neck. To restore the scene at that time even more?"

"Wu Fang, you're deceiving people too much!" Angrily, Ming You raised his hand and slapped the mahogany table beside him, and the wine pot and teacup on the table shattered, making a loud noise.The figures outside the room were shaking, and the sound of clashing swords could be vaguely heard. It could be seen that people from Wuye Villa had surrounded the room.

"You surrounded my villa, and I only surrounded you. This is the difference between us. Jiang Mingyou, if you lose, you lose here." Wu Fang put on a winning expression, biting Xuanyue's cheek The earlobe asked: "Do you want to know, in Jiang Mingyou's heart, you are more important than the villa?"

Xuanyue turned her face away and pursed her lips tightly without saying a word, but her eyes couldn't help watching Mingyou's expression change from blue to white.

When Xuanyue didn't know Ming You, he had just escaped from the Lion King, and in the woods he vaguely heard someone reading a poem, every word was so affectionate and full of sadness.He heard the scholar in Tsing Yi choked up: "It's conceivable, but how can I miss the love of the young master and be happy for a long time; sighing now, I can only chant sadness with the barren smoke and dry tombs. Who can understand the emperor Zhang?

Crazy, unexpectedly it is the skin of a scholar, empty and full of vicissitudes. "For some reason, Xuanyue became melancholy, thinking about her rough fate, playing the piano lonely by the lake.

Later, they met.

After all, I can't let go of the text of that day.One day when Xuanyue secretly went to the woods with Ming You on her back to find the tombstone, he immediately recognized Ming You's vigorous brushwork engraved on the stone tablet.The bright red cinnabar is not covered by dust at all, it seems that people often come here to worship.Looking at the "Tomb of Beloved Wife Jialing" carved by Mingyou himself, Xuanyue's heart was sore and bitter, but she never told anyone.It wasn't until he found Jia Ling's portrait under Ming You's pillow that he finally convinced himself that Ming You never forgot Jia Ling.His appearance is just a farce, a substitute, he will never be able to replace Jia Ling's position in Ming You's heart.

Xuanyue came back to her senses, feeling the cold and painful touch of Wufang's sword against her skin.He wasn't afraid, but was inexplicably sad, as uncomfortable as hearing You You's text that day.Xuanyue raised her face to look at Mingyou, with endless disappointment and expectation intertwined in her pupils of different colors: "If I die for you too, will you also want to remember me like Jialing? "

"I won't allow it!" Ming You pulled out the crimson sword and roared angrily, he didn't want to feel the same pain again: "Don't do stupid things, I love you, trust me, Xuanyue."

"What, want to fight hard again? The whole villa is my people inside and out." Wu Fang continued to stimulate You You: "Jiangshan is still a beauty, you still have no choice, right? Your idiot brother is more infatuated than you Ah." After saying that, he lowered the sword in his hand and let go of Xuanyue, anyway, this little goblin is already poisoned, so he won't be afraid of him running away.

Xuanyue said lightly, "Let's go, don't care about my life or death." Mingyou stepped forward to pull him: "I will take you with me." Xuanyue pushed him away fiercely, and for the first time rushed towards Mingyou He shouted: "Go away, if you don't go, it will be too late, I will die sooner or later, don't care what I do!"

Ming You only felt that Xuanyue's words were like a knife stabbing his heart, he just stood there weeping, and refused to leave despite Xuanyue's kicking and beating. "Go away... Hurry up..." Xuanyue cried and beat him to push him away, first with fists, then with broken teacups and teapots, hitting Ming You one by one.Youyou's cheeks and the back of his hands were scratched by debris, and bright red blood came out. He still didn't speak or stop him, standing there motionless like a statue, but tears scattered all over the ground like pearls with broken strings.For him, the physical pain is not worth mentioning, but it would be very painful for him to give up Xuanyue.

"If you don't go, I'll help you." Xuanyue picked up the ceramic shards on the ground and stabbed them into his neck. A sharp and dull pain quickly occupied all his senses.A moment ago, he could clearly feel the swelling of the warm blood gushing from his neck, and then the painful and screaming face in front of him slowly blurred, he couldn't hear any sound clearly, and he only felt that his body was light have to fall.

In a trance, Xuanyue seemed to see a white light shining in her head, and many people came out of the white light laughing.The dumb Lin Wenfang and the playful He Xiaohe held hands and smiled at him, Huzi and Xiaodouzi raised their innocent smiling faces and called "Mr. Xuanyue" crisply, and the one-eyed village owner, although he looked fierce, was right. He takes care of everything.At the end of the white light stood two people, one with picturesque eyebrows, wearing bright red and coquettish wedding dress;

It turns out that I have never been alone, and since then, you have been in every dream of mine.Xuan Yue smiled and closed her eyes.

never opened again.