Plum Blossom II Lane Fate Keeping Together
Plum Blossom III Lane Drunk with Thoughts of Love
Five hundred years of reincarnation, it is still hard to meet each other, and I pine away for Yi, and my thoughts of love are at that end, and I am bitterly begging before the Buddha ......
In the fourth year of the Tianxi era, the winds and rain outside the window shook the first-growth buds of the flowers and I don't know Can you wait for the plum blossoms to bloom.
"Zo'er, you have to be good, wait for me." Ning Qingyao whispers at the ethereal place, since the sadness.
A wisp of soul, no, even a wisp of soul is not counted, such as if no one on earth can think of him, he can only be counted as a ray of light, which is his first quid pro quo in front of the Buddha.
Zuo'er, the Wen family Miss Wen Zuo'er, look to the age of marriage, but the threshold of the Wen family were matchmakers stepped through, still no one was Zuo'er look at.
The rainy night is quiet, but Wen Zuoer also do not know why suddenly feel the whole body hot and sleepy.
"Old Farmer, you say this time she should fall asleep, right? Young master I have stayed up all night." Jiang Fu Gongzi Jiang Wasted waiting for this night, but waited for a long time, at this time masked, followed by four or five black-clothed people.
Jiang Wuchai coveted Zuo'er's beauty has not been a day or two, Jiangfu also sent a dozen matchmakers, but just could not get Wen Zuo'er's nod.
"Gongzi, you wait outside for a while, allow small first pry the door to see, if there is something wrong, you hurry to run first, do not care about me and so on." Jiangfu housekeeper Lao Nong masked his face just two eyes, black.
The door to Wen Zuo'er's boudoir is always covered, and Zuo'er's personal maid, Ruohuan, has long been knocked unconscious at the door.
The summer rain is still ticking and ringing, the old farmer carefully moved away from Ruohuan, through the doorway, the house is dark, the sound of light breathing.
"It should be asleep, the ecstasy I have put enough ah!" The dagger in the old farmer's hand is stupid, lifted, inserted.
Just what he did not expect is that the door "ga" sound, opened by itself, the house white a light through the house, the old farmer "ah" sound scared rolled down the steps outside the door.
"Run ah, there are ghosts ah!" This is the last words left by the old farmer in the Wen family, run fast, even his family's son of the waste wood did not care about, the old farmer ran, followed by three or four black shadows, black shadows, there is a scared out of his wits behind the river waste wood.
Wen Zuo'er's boudoir that light came too suddenly, but also too amazing, hazy Zuo'er woke up, eyes saw the light, in the light also saw a pair of eyes, a pair of bright and clear blue eyes.
"Huan'er, Huan'er, did you just see it, there is a light in the house, I also saw a pair of eyes, so familiar gaze, I seem to have seen when." The hazy Wen Zaoer shouted randomly.
Ning Qingyao, who was still just a ray of light, smiled happily, finally someone can see me, he can transform into a wisp of soul, although it is still just a wisp of soul that no one can see.
"There are bad people, help!" The maid at the door, Ruohuan, was awakened and said the first words, "Miss, Miss, run!"
Wen Zuoer woke up, Ruohuan also woke up, just for Zuoer said the light and eyes, Ruohuan do not know anything, the only thing left is the Wen locker inside the familiar gaze.
This night, it rained non-stop, the departure of the river scrapers knocked off a lot of plum blossom buds, but also knocked off his momentary thoughts about Wen locker.
The rest of the plum blossom buds can hang full of flower buds, Ning Qing Yao does not know, Wen Zuo Er can still remember from the memory of the century cycle once he, this is his heart eagerly looked forward to the thing ......
The sunshine of the early spring is always so beautiful, a wisp of the soul of the cultivation of the soul finally became a soul, is no longer a ray of light, never again. No need to use a light to protect the people they want to protect.
Early spring is not only sunshine, but also snow and pink buds, budding, just someone has no time to care, the coldness of the snow freezes the young master of the Jiang family Jiang scrap.
"Old farmer, you make the charcoal fire stronger for me, it's freezing."
"Yes, young master!"
The charcoal's embers flew up into the sky, and a fire glowed.
"Eh, Old Farmer, what exactly do you think that light you saw at that time was?" Jiang Waste to solve the shock of this light, half a year did not dare to go to the Wen family again.
"Young master, I don't know, anyway, it's so scary, I didn't even do anything, the door opened by itself, and then a white light, so scared, young master." The old farmer's recollection scared himself once again, his whole body shivered.
"This won't work, you don't know, I still want to marry Zo'er back home, the more I look at the ones at home, the more I don't like them." The moment Jiang Wastrel thought of Wen Zo'er, his eyes were glowing.
"Then, young master we want not? I don't dare to go to the Wen family, but outside the Wen family we are still ......"
"What's your good plan?" Jiang Waste can't wait to get Wen Locker now, colorful eyes once again reappeared.
"This well, as far as I know ......," the old farmer said with a fluttering brow, Jiang Ruichai nodded his head, a different kind of conspiracy in the wind and snow allied hair ......
The street at sunset, few pedestrians, a few oily people stopped Wen family's Miss Wen Zuoer.
"Two little ladies, you accompany the young master me to play!" A bald man stretched out his hand towards Wen Zo'er.
"Don't you touch us, if you touch us again, we will shout!" The maid, Ruohuan, used her soft body to block in front of Wen Zuo'er.
"You shout, hahaha, there won't be anyone even if you shout." Colorful eyes, ugly face, getting closer and closer.
"Help, help!" The two women shouted at the same time.
At one end of the street corner, the bitchy two.
"Young master, it's your turn, go on, the planning of a heroic rescue depends on now." Jiangfu housekeeper Lao Nong planned this scene, waiting for a long time to wait for this opportunity.
"Well, watch me!" Jiang Scrapper rolled up his long sleeves, gathered enough courage and took a short leg, just before he could turn the corner of the street, it was all over.
A few hans at that end of the street were all lying on the ground, one by one, dumbfounded and godless in their eyes.
"Miss, just, just, what is that?" The maid, Ruohuan, hid behind Wen Zuo'er at this time, with a face of shock.
"Huan'er, I, I, seem to recognize those eyes!" Wen Zo'er racked her brain thinking about the scene that just appeared.
"Miss, what did you say, what him? Where are the eyes ah, miss you do not scare me, I'm afraid!" Ruohuan indeed scared unclear.
The wisp of soul that has not yet been able to let people see, seeing Wen Locker to be bullied, transformed into a spirit, ingested into the human heart, the few people in front of them scared unclear.
"Warrior, warrior, you let us go, we never dare again, are the Jiangfu Prince told us to do, you spare us!" A few people lying on the ground, shocked.
"Zo'er, Zo'er, he, I remember, I really have seen those eyes, do you remember the dream I told you about? He is the person I dreamt of, really, really, it was him who just saved us!" Wen Locker shook the stunned Ruohuan and exclaimed.
"Where is someone? Where ah, Miss, I'm afraid!" Ruohuan didn't see anything, her whole body was shaking with fear.
A conspiracy of heroes to save the beauty of the broken, but let the wisp of no one to see the soul laughed, because he in front of the Buddha promised the second exchange, someone can think of him, he can become a wisp of the soul that can be seen a month later.
"I've finally waited for this day, I will be a wisp of soul that can be seen." Only Ning Qingyao himself knew that he had waited for this day for five hundred years, and had searched diligently for centuries of reincarnation for the sake of her return smile five hundred years ago.
Happy a wisp of soul fluttering everywhere, enjoying this hundred years to repair the fate, he was happy, yet someone else was sadder.
"Young master, Miss Wen has now refused to see all the matchmakers at the door, I heard she has a sweetheart." The old farmer looked warily at the angry young master of Jiangfu in front of him.
"What did you say? She has a sweetheart? I'm going to kill him, I can't get what's strong and I can't get what's soft, so since I can't get what I can't get, no one else will ever want to get it either!" Jiang Wastrel fumed at a bunch of underlings.
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West Wing Plum Garden, pink flowers, pink stamens exudes a burst of fragrance, refreshing and delightful, want to attract the world's talented people to compete in the ornamental.
"Miss, look at this flower is so beautiful and delicate, why don't we fold one to go home!" Wen family's maid Ruohuan was ecstatic.
"No, the flower has a flower return, not allowed to fold, can appreciate and smell but can not move, know it?" Wen Zuo Er stood under the plum, tilted his head and looked quietly, the February snow gently drifted down on top of the plum blossoms, white and red.
"Young master, they are here, quick, go up and round them up for me!" The old farmer didn't know when he also appeared in the plum garden, and also brought along a few underlings who pretended to be heroes to save the beauty last time.
"You dare!" The souls in the air opened their mouths wide and stared, only no one could hear or see them, seeing that Wen Zao'er was going to be bullied, Ning Qingyao was again ready to use the Soul Pouring Technique from last time, only this time he failed, he suddenly realized that he couldn't do anything.
"You'd better obey me, I'm very good, otherwise you see this time there will be no one to save you, that is, the ghosts will not be able to, you see what we brought?" Scrap pulled out a large handful of talisman paper from his arms, and also turned his head around and looked around carefully for a few moments.
"I won't be willing to die, don't come over, you come over again, come over again and I'll jump." Wen Zo'er pulled Ruohuan back step by step, turning her head to look at the cliff not far behind her, tears in her eyes.
"Arrest them for me!" Scraps barked.
Only everything is not as Scrappy's wish, I do not know when suddenly there is a shadow in front of their eyes, the shadow of a handsome scholar, just looks a little haggard.
The talisman paper in Jiang Scraps' hand was shaking, the shadow suddenly rushed towards him, pale face, blue eyes.
"Ah!" "Ghost!" A shriek, running like mad, the old farmer and those underlings, rolling and crawling. Because they all had seen in their eyes or seen in their minds these horrible eyes.
The talisman in Jiang Wastrel's hand was not in vain after all, Lin Qingyao put all of his spiritual power together, but still failed to scare Jiang Wastrel away.
"I'm sorry, I still couldn't protect you!" Lin Qing Yao's words as his spirit flies away.
"Qing Yao, don't go, I remember, I remember everything." Wen Zao'er cried, he remembered the memory of him, the memory of reincarnation five hundred years ago, sadly cried, fell a tear.
"Ha ha ha, this time you can not run away, you are mine! Ha ......" Jiang scrap happy laugh , just laugh crunch just, then fainted on the ground.
"Miss, you're okay!" The person in front of you is holding a wooden stick, which is the same person who knocked Jiang Wuchai to the ground in the last moment.
The sudden accident, Wen Zaoer wipe away tears look up, this look tears once again flow.
The person in front of him is exactly the same as the shadow just now, and also exactly the same as the person in his dream ......
The marriage of human beings, the reincarnation of five hundred years.
"You ah, you almost flew into oblivion, fortunately, the third condition just meets, then I will fulfill your wish!" Lord Buddha smilingly looked at the earth.
Five hundred years ago, Ning Qing Yao Buddha before the third wish, that is, if someone can cry for his sadness, let him transform into a human being ......
Many years later, the west wing of the Plum Garden, you can still see a crazy person, he is always hugging the plum blossom tree, his mouth shouting: "Now you can't run away, you are mine."
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