Chapter 131: Past and Present

oser at the person still pressing down on you. He was just splashed with blood, but somehow he's already cleaned himself up.At first glance, she saw a proud nose bridge, lips twitching slightly as if...Ye Wen spoke suddenly stood up, and turned to leave. 。The girl in red was taken aback, "Hey, don't go! I haven't finished speaking, where are you going" She didn't want to pay her any mind, didn't want to talk to a lunatic. 。Co-authored half a dream This can make dreams seem like real life, this is the first one she has met. 。It's not worth talking to a lunatic in the middle of the night. It's best to go back and sleep holding hands with the pretty boy. 。She was about to leave, but the girl in red refused. She squatted on the ice and tugged at her sleeve: "Beauty, stay a while longer! You see, I'm so far away from home, surrounded by fools who keep urging me to accept this arranged marriage. Not a single sensible person around." 。It's a pity that just when a beautiful woman arrived, she left. How heart-wrenching it is. 。"

She stopped in her tracks and asked, "Then tell me again, what about those four kinds of colored fish or four kinds of colored lakes What's the story there"

“It’s that I always dream about a particular kind of fish that I really love to eat. It’s either the fish that has four colors, or the lake where they are raised has four colors—anyway, ever since I was a child, I've had this dream. Every time, it wakes me up with hunger.” 。So I just want to find that kind of fish or lake, really eat it once, really see it once. 。" Night Wen used to run this time, damn it, he ran into a madman in the middle of the night, where can he go to reason Watching the person run further and further away, the girl in red sat back on the ice face again " 。Though it was the depth of winter, she seemed not to feel the cold at all. She sat on the ice as if it were her own warm kang (traditional Chinese stove). 。“Such a scene seems like I’ve dreamed it before!” She muttered to herself, the more she muttered, the more she felt that she had indeed dreamt it. It was just that the people in the dream were different from those in reality. Although they all looked particularly handsome, the girl in the dream seemed to have a better temper than the one just now, at least she didn’t run away directly. 。"Maybe they really think I'm crazy!" she sighed softly, "I guess so, coming and going are all dreams. Anyone who heard it would think I was sick." 。I'm not sick, I just have strange dreams often. They are so realistic, it feels like I've actually lived them. 。For so many years I have been searching for answers, not just the four-color lake and the four-colored fish, but also the immortal in the painting, and that particularly beautiful girl. 。Unfortunately, after more than ten years, not a single one has been found. 。She was very disappointed and turned back to face the icy hole again. She cast her fishing rod into the water once more. 。My mother nearly died from a serious illness. She had a high fever for three days and three nights, burning so badly that she was delirious. 。All the imperial physicians couldn't stand her; even if they could, they wouldn't live long. Even if they lived a long life, they would definitely become fools. 。Because a high fever can fry your brain, leaving you a life of confusion and no one recognizing anyone else. 。The empress dowager cried her heart out over this, and the emperor had two particularly harsh-tongued imperial physicians executed. She even fainted once, losing her pulse, breathing, and heartbeat altogether. 。However, she came back to life later. No one knows the reason. The empress dowager said her fate wasn't meant to end, and the emperor felt pity for their family, so he wanted them to keep their only daughter. 。From then on, the king and queen would burn incense and pray every day, eat vegetarian food on the first and fifteenth of each month, and even built a temple to express their gratitude to the old master for allowing them to keep their only daughter. 。She had changed after she woke up. For example, she especially liked to wear red clothes, and she wasn't afraid of the cold. Even in the coldest winter, she could walk outside in very thin clothes. 。When she didn't know what to say, she would always tell her wet nurse when the latter advised her to wear more clothes: "This cold is nothing compared to what I've experienced before!" Compared to Qian Zhou, this is nothing at all. 。Even in places as cold as a thousand winters, I could endure it. The winter of the moon is no different from summer. 。Then she was about four or five years old, when her nursemaid asked her, "Where is Qian Zhou When did you go to Qian Zhou" At that time, she couldn't remember going to a place called Qian Zhou, and she didn't know where it was. 。So, I told him the truth: it was something I dreamt. 。The Empress laughed, for her child couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality. 。She was a little confused, because the dream felt so real. It seemed like she had lived two lives: one in the dream and one in reality. 。She could remember the beautiful girl who had accompanied her ice fishing in her dreams, whose name was Arong. But most of the time she called Arong Ya-Ya. She could also remember Arong calling the man in white with a folding fan, whose true face was never seen, "Brother Qi." 。I remember the fact that water dripping over a thousand weeks can carve ice, I remember her love for a very precious kind of fish, and I remember her suffering year after year submerged in a huge medicine jar, agony beyond description, being both male and female. 。These things bothered her for many years, until she gradually grew up and began to secretly investigate, always hoping to find something in reality that matched her dreams. Unfortunately, after searching high and low, she found nothing. 。But tonight was an exception, the appearance of that woman just now gave her a feeling she had in her dreams. Perhaps this was an opportunity, as long as she grasped it, maybe all these years of trouble could have an explanation. 。Ye Wen's night temperature went back to Yanhuagong in a huff, took off his shoes as soon as he entered, dived into the quilt, and covered his head to sleep. 。Shi Liyuan was startled by her, quickly got up from the bed and asked in confusion, "What's wrong" He lifted the corner of the quilt and looked at the girl's puffed-up appearance, even more puzzled. "Who made you angry Don't sleep yet, tell me..." 。“ What Nothing good!” she blurted out, but then immediately sat up again, “Right, there’s something I want to tell you.” 。"Just remember, no matter what kind of enchanting woman from the Guiyue Kingdom appears at tomorrow's palace banquet, you mustn't agree to marry the county princess off to them, do you hear"

Shi Liyuan pondered for a moment. "As for these mundane affairs of mortals, this deity usually doesn't concern himself with them..." 。Diplomacy between the two countries is nothing out of the ordinary, just like exchanging protons. These are rules established generations ago. 。But if you, Ayan, want to take care of it, this deity will naturally listen to you. If that Qiongcheng fellow himself can't refuse, then this deity will just send a message over and decline for him. 。 。He was puzzled, "What does this have to do with how good-looking she is" She gritted her teeth, "I'm afraid you're going after her looks, or the moment you see her face, you'll be completely lost." 。"

The Emperor was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, "So that's it This old man has lived for over four hundred years. What kind of women hasn't he seen before Those who practiced magic in the past would usually use spells to make their appearance extremely beautiful and charming. Even so, this old man didn't give them a second glance. Now you're afraid of what"

"Anyway, don't go. It all depends on whether you listen to me>>> 。She pouted and clung to his arm stubbornly. 。He sat back on the couch, contented. “Listen, everyone else has already listened to you. No matter what, as long as it’s you, I will definitely listen.” 。“Hush, hush, now lie back down,” < “Go to sleep, A-Yan. Don’t be afraid. Even if you return to the General's Manor, on the fifteenth of every month, this deity will personally protect you.” > 。What happened last time will definitely never happen again, I promise you. 。She finally broke into a smile, “When we get back, I won’t be able to hold your hand every night before bed, or sleep with my head on your sleeve. And I can’t smell the scent of your incense anymore.” 。I'll indulge in another night, sleeping until dawn. 。She finally fell asleep, and he caressed her eyebrows, gently and softly, one by one. 。As long as you wish, I can go to the General's Mansion with you every night. The world is vast, there must be something you like about it, a place where you want to stop. 。By then, we'll have built several houses in your chosen location, cultivated a few acres of good farmland, and selected a water pond for you. 。Gardening and keeping fish, as long as you like, the world's beautiful scenery for you to choose. 。Ayan, sleep well. When you wake up, it will be the end of the year, and then a new year will begin. 。This year's harsh winter met you, it was the greatest blessing in this deity's five hundred and fifty years of life..."

On the day before the Lunar New Year, Lin'an City ushered in the most lively scene since the beginning of December... 。Although the previous emperor's passing is still recent, customary folk practices should continue as usual. 。After all, only by bidding farewell to the old year can we welcome a new one. 。While people mourn the passing of the former emperor, they also celebrate the ascension of the new one. Therefore, this year is significant for both the court and the people. 。Even the couplets people posted on their gate expressed this sentiment, reminiscing about the past and looking forward to the future. 。Of course, not all mansions are like that, for example, the Ye family...one would choose to be like this. 。The problem is there was no choice at all. By this generation, the direct lineage of the Five Pulses had produced no sons whatsoever. Instead, each daughter born po...