Yan Hui received a cup of tea, said sourly: "really a loss of footsteps, today can only look at the deceased in new clothes, married to another woman. Naihe naihe, just, gentleman can adult beauty, I wish the girl in the future marriage, a lifetime of happiness."
Qingxia smiled and nodded, accepted Yan Hui's congratulatory gift, all the way to honor.
Subsequently, Qin Tian Supervision's Heaven Watching Magistrates, have taken out the results of divination presented to the Great Hall, all of which are auspicious and rich, peaceful and joyful category of auspicious words.
The sky is getting dark, the huge sound of silk and bamboo roar, the sky lights flashing, rows of lanterns like flowers, like brocade beautiful, red palace dresses of the palace women shuttle between the palace, all colors of silk spread all over the square, the brilliant gift fireworks in the sky explosion, the sky is full of flowers and clusters of flowers, streams of light and colorful. The whole Qin Palace are opportunities to boil up.
The Qin King led the crowd to the white jade platform outside the door of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, only to see the sky of fire trees and silver flowers, exceptionally colorful and gorgeous. The King of Qin and Empress Chunyu were holding one of Qingxia's hands, standing on the white jade platform, followed by many of Great Qin's princes, emissaries from all sides, and layers upon layers of maids and courtiers, and further back, Great Qin's princesses and concubines from all halls.
In a flash, a huge bell suddenly rang out, heavy and simple, long and melodious.
Just at this moment, the distant sky steeply slipped through a meteor, the crowd was shocked, a magistrate very alert, and quickly shouted, "King Xuan's wedding, the sky is auspicious, great joy, great joy!"
The subordinates of the whole Qin Palace knelt down on the ground and suddenly shouted in unison, "Heavenly auspiciousness, Qin's Zhongxing, my king long live long live ten thousand years old!"
With a loud bang, a firework was launched steeply into the sky, and all of a sudden, it was brilliant and dazzling and colorful. The King of Qin was overjoyed and laughed aloud.
Just at this time, the crisp sound of hoofbeats suddenly sounded, the crowd stared, only to see the front of a team of horses rushed up to come, when the first a man in a black robe, face like a jade, eyes like a star, sword eyebrow long into the temples, high above the black horse, handsome and dashing, sharp and compelling.
When the crowd saw him, they were all stunned, and only the King of Qin laughed and said: "Mr. Zhuang was once a vassal of Southern Chu, and it is more than appropriate for His Majesty, the Emperor of Chu, to serve as the master of ceremonies. Your Majesty the Emperor of Chu, now I will trouble you to bring the ceremonial messengers to hand deliver my daughter-in-law to my son, who is now waiting for you outside the Zijin Gate."
A loud cacophony of voices rose steeply, and Qi'an frowned, his eyes looking y into Qingxia. Even Yan Hui is slightly moved, a pair of peach blossom eyes that have always been debauched and unruly are also slightly narrowed, the tips of his eyebrows slightly raised, quietly contemplating.
"That's good," said the King of Qin with intent, "Qingxia, go and toast Emperor Chu first."
Qingxia's back was slightly stagnant, her face was slightly pale, she forcefully suppressed her trembling desire, took a deep breath, stretched out her snow-white hands to pick up a jade cup, and slowly walked down the jade platform.
This is a very long way, the emperor is the nine to five, the steps here are forty-five steps. Qingxia wearing a gorgeous palace dress, cloud temples high ò, eyebrows like a picture, straightened the neck, step by step toward him.
Thousands of gazes shot at their bodies, the long wind bucket roll, hissing wind sound whistling up, rolled up her robes and long hair, in the black canopy, with a world of magnificent beauty. Chu Li looked at her, eyes calm, eyes like water, the corners of the mouth tightly pursed up, silent not to say a word, just fixed looking at her, looking at her step by step.
That's not forty-five steps, but these stumbling years between them, every step she takes, will remember those belonging to him or warm or painful or sad or moving images. Thinking of his stoicism, his hardships, his repeated rescues without regard for life or death, his desperate eyes when he was repeatedly misunderstood by himself.
Now, who is right and who is wrong has no meaning, from now on, there is no more this person in the life, there is no more this shadow, there is no more qualification of remembering. The first time I've seen this is when I'm in the middle of the night, when I'm in the middle of the night, when I'm in the middle of the night, when I'm in the middle of the night.
Chu Li jumped down from the horse and stood opposite Qing Xia.
Qing Xia stopped in front of him, half tilted his head, looked at his dark eyes, eyes slightly intended, but still pursed up his mouth, light and smile, broke up the wine glass, said softly: "The future is unpredictable, the journey is far, you have to take care of yourself."
Chu Li looked down at her, she really is very beautiful today, although I met her long ago, but until this moment to be able to look at her in such a serious way, her eyes are curved, that is in the happy smile, not like in their own side of the time, the eyebrows are always wrinkled. She was wearing a gorgeous palace dress, dazzling, unlike when she was by her side, always in military uniform, either trying to fool herself or others. She could marry that person in front of the whole world in a bright and honorable way; enjoying the pilgrimage of ten thousand people and the acceptance of congratulations from the whole family, unlike when she was by her own side, when she quietly came in through the back door, staying cold and quiet in the palace, and even had to top the name of the slutty consort to live in the middle of the cold and dilapidated cold palace.
She should indeed be happy, the man did better than him.
His eyes are calm, no longer the young prince who was a violent and impulsive, his voice is low, with a hint of ineffable hoarseness, he looked at her and said word for word: "You ...... decided?"
Qing Xia slightly bit her lower lip, looking at the man in front of her who has love and hate and attachment and sadness, finally nodded heavily and said in a deep voice: "Decided."
The wind whistled and blew the two voices to pieces, and those who stretched out their ears and wanted to probe something all returned without success. Chu Li looked at her face, and only felt that those few words seemed to be instantly blown high into the air by the hurricane, whistling and flipping in the long air, knocking his heart over and over again. Those past years circled in his heart, like a mountain chicken with wings, although colorful, but how can not fly.
It turns out, still came to this point. The dust has settled, all things are over, and they have finally come to the end of the road between them, and in front of them, there has long been no road.
"You arrogant and domineering shrew, how dare you disobey me?"
"Your escape is expected, so stop living half-dead like this, if I see you drinking cold water again, you're dead."
"What kind of poison have you gotten from him that's worth dying for like this?"
"Qingxia, the world is so big, if you don't have a place to go, stay here."
"Qingxia, I've been hit by Usmer's medicine ......"
"You know what? I really hate to strangle that cowardly self with my own hands!"
The long winds in the sky rolled backwards, the stars and moon were lightless, the palace lights flickered brightly, and Chu Li pulled over a pure black warhorse, the very same imperial horse that he had been born and died with too many times. Qing Xia was slightly stunned, Chu Li pulled the reins of the horse for her, held her arm and said in a deep voice: "Go up."
Da Qin is a nomadic people started, so no matter men and women, are riding masters, and it is also the reason why the Northern Qin no matter men and women everyone is a soldier. When a bride gets married, she does not sit in a sedan chair, but rides a horse and is sent to her husband's house by the bridegroom and relatives of her mother's family. Qingxia no longer hesitate, hand on Chu Li's shoulders, a gentle leap, on the back of the horse, a black robe riding on the body of the pure black horse, more and more appear valiant.
Chu Li rode on another warhorse, turned back to the King of Qin and other people to exchange pleasantries, then took the reins of the Qingxia warhorse, and slowly walked towards the east of the purple and gold square.
A brigade of musicians followed behind them, soundly blowing and beating. Countless dancing girls danced splendidly behind them, Qing Xia sat on her horse, Chu Li was right in front, his upright back was like a tenacious lance, he held his own horse's reins with one hand, and reached back with the other hand, holding Qing Xia's horse's reins, slowly, but step by step, he walked towards the Zijin Gate.
All around the lights flickered, music blaring, the two men's black robes hunting, ink hair flying, as if and this black night into one. Both sides of the palace wall dark red tall, but is so dull and depressing.
Finally, still walked to the square above, the huge ceremonial team is in the city over there, leaping over that vermilion ornate palace gate, is the Qin Zhiyan's Xuan Wangfu welcome team. The man in the front row is wearing a black brocade robe, his eyebrows are like a sword, his eyes are like a star, his robes are hunting and flipping, standing upright at the very front of the team, when he hears the voice from this side, he steeply raises his head to look towards Qingxia, separated by so much distance, separated by so many people, but he still saw Qingxia's silhouette at a glance, and his eyes were like the stars in the sky, full of bright and brilliant rays of light.
The whole heaven and earth were quiet in an instant, as if even the wind had stood still, obviously a day had gone by, but in Qingxia's view, it was as if it had been a lifetime so long. Across the thousands of mountains and rivers, she finally came to this step.
The two men's eyes in mid-air lightning fire exchanged blows in one place, finally, Chu Li tilted the sky and laughed, a hand picked up the waist side of the crossbow, quickly bending the bow and arrows, at the Qin Zhiyan violently shot out.
Qing Xia was so shocked that she almost screamed. At this moment, only to see the Qin Zhiyan almost simultaneously made the same movement, two arrows whistling away, in the city gate at the bombardment of the collision, bang inch broken, fell on the marble ground.
A ceremonial officer ran forward, picked up a white scroll on the ground, glanced at it, and bellowed, "His Majesty, the Emperor of Chu, has taken the north of the Wei water as a congratulatory gift for King Xuan's wedding!"
Three months ago, on the White Deer Plain, the gentleman's agreement is still ringing in our ears today. The long wind whistled past, and everything fell silent.
Qin Zhiyan said aloud, "Thank you for your kindness, Emperor Chu!"
Chu Li's voice is low, but the voice carries far: "No need to say thank you, is what you deserve."
Ten officials came forward and shouted, "The ceremony is complete!"
Chu Li rolled over and dismounted, came to Qing Xia's side, Qing Xia just wanted to dismount by herself, but she saw Chu Li's ape arm stretching out, and hugged her down. Qingxia was slightly shocked, and did not resist.
Even the longest road will always have an end, Qingxia stood in front of Chu Li, looked at his handsome eyebrows, warmly smiled, stretched out a white hand, said with a smile, "In my hometown, to say goodbye to someone, it is necessary to shake hands."
Chu Li's face was gloomy, but did not extend his hand, Qing Xia bit her lower lip, her eyes slightly red, but still maintained a wonderful smile, probed over and pulled his cold hand, holding it tightly. Just when all the Great Qin ritual officials frowned, Qingxia suddenly opened her arms and gently embraced him, hugging Chu Li's stiff body.
In an instant, too many people were exclaiming in low voices, and the entire Zijin Square was filled with loud huffing and puffing.
It was only for a moment, a gentle hug and then let go. The moment he left, the woman's breath gently sprayed in his ear.
"Chu Li, thank you."
Thank you, thank you for teaching me the cruelty of this world and the beauty of this world. Thank you for letting me understand what it means to love, but also let me understand what it means to hate. Thank you for being there for me all the way, though always missing the road. Thank you for standing by my side all the time and accompanying me in life and death. Thank you for being willing to accompany me on this last stretch of road, from now on you and I have nothing more to do, thank you, really thank you.
The woman's smile is so beautiful, like a blooming daffodil, her eyes are curved, like two curved crescent moon, her lips are so red, like bright red cherries, her skin is so white, like the white snow of the north.
It turned out that she is such a beauty, just before has not been serious look, what he lost in the end, in the end lost what, is a woman is a booster? Or his own heart?
Qing Xia looked at her eyes, warm smile, finally, or turn around, smile greatly turned away, over there, there is a man she decided to entrust her life, this is her own choice of road, so he a to walk over by himself. She looked at Qin Zhiyan's eyes with a faint smile, lifting the wide and gorgeous skirt, step by step, step by step, and step by step, very slow and very slow, but very firm, more and more firm.
Chu Li stood behind her, the cold moon shines bleakly on his body, with a miserable light, his chest is empty, there is a big broken hole, in a little bit of spreading, the cold wind poured into his whole body, so cold so cold. He watched her gradually leaving, all his limbs and all his horrors had no strength left. But he still stood tall and proud, cold columns looking ahead, his face did not have a trace of half a point of pain and sadness, there is, just that imperceptible slight despondency.
He is the great emperor of Southern Chu, is the proud king of the people, is the king of the world of Wanwei, he is the strongest pine, no matter the wind and rain hit, will not have a little broken.
But why, the throat seems to be blocked by a hard block, even breathing is no longer smooth.
The cold wind whistled, rolled up Qing Xia's robe, she is small and thin, the grand square is full of people, but her eyes can only see that one person. Qin Zhiyan stood outside that palace gate, with a smile on his brow, warm eyes, and a breezy smile, quietly waiting for her return.
Qin Zhiyan, you came to take me home? I finally, to come back.
The two looked at each other, Qing Xia's tears suddenly flowed down, the cold wind blew on her face, she was no longer afraid of crying the delicate makeup, no longer afraid of being laughed at, because Qin Zhiyan will not care. Never like this moment, she was so sure, sure that as long as it is her own, he will like it, she did not know why she cried, because it is finally going to get what she wants and cry with joy, or because she owes Chu Li and feel pain in her heart. Those she does not want to think about, as long as after today, as long as after today, everything will be settled, no longer repeated and twists and turns.
She suddenly some can not wait, a lift skirt, in the crowd's shouts of surprise, toward the opposite Qin Zhiyan speed running.
Qin Zhiyan's smile is getting bigger and bigger, he slowly opened his arms, waiting for Qingxia to come.
The lights on the sky were instantly bright, Qing Xia was laughing and shedding tears at the same time, she was holding the hem of her skirt in one hand, and wiping away her tears with the back of her hand in an indecent manner, she ran away with great strides.
However, just at this moment, only to hear a whoosh suddenly shot out, leaping over Qingxia's body, and shooting violently toward the wonderful man across the street!
A poof sound, as if a slow-motion replay, a large blood flower steeply open in front of Qing Xia's eyes, Qin Zhiyan eyes wide struggle, unbelievably looking at Qing Xia's body, the left chest stained with blood, inserted a sharp sharp arrow.
Huge shouts of alarm and screams rang out steeply, Qing Xia stopped in her tracks in shock, and then another arrow whooshed and grazed her cheek, once again landing on Qin Zhiyan's chest.
Xuan Wangfu's retainers are not allowed to approach the Zijin Gate, are all waiting at the second palace gate, see the situation all madly running up, Qin Zhiyan body shook, bang one knee on the ground.
Qing Xia violently back to the head, eyes angry sharp toward the Chu Li look, but see Chu Li hand holding a sharp sword, bang bang flick fly a bow and arrow, look sternly at the darkness, angrily shouted: "What people?"
A man slowly walked out from the darkness, followed by a large number of personal guards, with a haughty expression and a slight hint of blue in his eyes, which is precisely the fourth prince Qin Zhiye.
"His Majesty the Chu Emperor should not meddle. This is our family business."
Qin Zhi Ye suddenly snapped, "Qin Zhiyan, under the pretext of a big wedding, you conspired to mobilize the seventy-two water armies in the east and the Northern Frontier Battalion, instructed Lu Huayang and Qin Zhixiang to entangle heavy troops, and instructed your mother, Auntie Yao, to assassinate your father, conspire to rebel, and plot to usurp power, do you admit it!"
Qin Zhiyan was helped up by the guards of the Xuanwang Palace, his face pale, eyes sharp, brows tightly wrinkled, looking at this brother he has been ignoring, slowly said in a deep voice: "So it is you."
Qin Zhi Ye smiled coldly and said loudly, "Come on people, capture Xuan Wang, seize the Min Rui county princess, they conspire to rebel and murder father, this is the wanted order!"