jdhmnovel Chapter 452 The Thirteenth Night of the Seventh Moon
Chapter 452 The Thirteenth Night of the Seventh Moon
The year of Wuwu.
July 13th, night.
With Zhao Qing and Xiaoyi's wedding approaching, the entire Chu State seems to be covered with a festive veil.
The crescent moon in the distant sky becomes more round, the stars are bright, and the night wind is clear.
The seventeen dazzling morning stars are randomly arranged in the vast Milky Way, still like a pair of eyes, gazing at the countless mountains, rivers and land.
However, one of the stars seemed to be stained with a hazy crimson color.
……
Blood-stained clothes.
The crimson sky was still bleak and cold, and hideous cracks seemed to tear the heaven and earth apart... but they only spread and flickered at the end of the sky.
Qiongbaoyuan is two thousand miles to the west.
On the majestic and vast Xuanyu Mountain, rich spiritual energy gathered into a river, flowing along the vast river towards the Erosion Cliff.
This entire mountain is a vast expanse of spiritual material blood jade.
Walking on it, all you can see are crystal clear jade walls, with occasional crimson patterns appearing in between, which correspond to the vast white treasure field in the distance, making it beautiful and dreamy.
——The Jade Mountain that Zhang Jin chose before leaving was called Dream Fairyland.
It was also one of the few tranquil and tranquil places on the Blood Star. At least it wasn't engulfed in the crimson sand that covered the sky, nor was it as desolate and cold as the dark Blood Cliff...
The slightly flat Yuping in the southwest of this dreamland is now filled with strange wooden tables and desks, and rich vitality gathers here. Occasionally, you can see a smart and beautiful woman with a natural fragrance walking and talking.
Those beautiful women were naturally invited by Yan Ye from Zhongzhou.
It doesn’t matter whether you are familiar with each other or not, the main thing is to have fun.
How many relatives, friends and guests does Zhao Qingcai have?
As a senior brother, he naturally has to help hold up the situation.
The peach trees are full of vitality. They have no fruits on them, but their flowers are gorgeous and beautiful, as if they are rooted in the jade - these are also what Senior Brother Pang picked from the purple beads.
Not only Zhang Jinyi, but everyone in the Blood Robe group would touch something while walking through Zizhu.
exactly……
All the meridians in Yujing like to take advantage of Zizhu.
As an alchemist, it is reasonable for him to save the world.
The gurgling spiritual spring made a slight gurgling sound, and the rich and fragrant aroma of flowers seemed to become more cheerful.
Li Suya, with her black hair lightly tied up and dressed in gorgeous and elegant moon-shaped gauze, strolled quietly along the slopes of Yushan Mountain. She looked calm and indifferent, with an extraordinary air of a scholarly woman.
The ninth walker in blood-stained clothes left Baiyuan early and came to Mengxiandi to wait for a drink of wine from his senior brother's wedding.
Beside her, there was a handsome young monk.
The monk, dressed in simple Zen robes, looked around, a hint of Qing Ji still lingering between his eyebrows and eyes: "Senior Brother Zhao Qing... I haven't seen him yet."
"I've only heard two of my senior brothers mention him occasionally. Eighth Senior Brother said he was a very interesting person. Although he didn't like to laugh or smile, he was actually a double-faced person with a lot of bad ideas and crooked thoughts."
"cough--"
Li Suya coughed lightly, her beautiful eyes revealing a helpless smile: "You can't say it to my face, if Senior Brother gets worried about it again, he might try to trick you sometime."
Yayoi was silent for a moment, a hint of bitterness in her clear eyes: "Perhaps Senior Brother has been thinking about me for a long time."
"Ok?"
The woman's beautiful eyes slanted, and she asked with a calm smile, "Why? Haven't you two met before?"
Yayoi:……
"I really haven't met my senior brother."
"But I met my senior brother before... in a place called Ruyi Immortal Sect, which I had never heard of."
Li Suya frowned, but soon understood the meaning of Yayoi's words.
She then smiled gently and said, "Senior Brother is still very kind and won't think about these things."
"I do not believe."
The little bald guy was exactly the same as Pi Wuwang. He opened his mouth and said, "I don't believe it," which made the gentle woman speechless for a moment.
……
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The State of Chu was still quiet at midnight.
However, the Siyou Temples in various places were crowded with officials, nobles and beautiful women. They brought gold, silver and jewelry to worship Goddess Siyou respectfully, sending their wishes and telling her about their recent difficulties.
The empress is getting married - this is a grand event for the entire Chu State.
The countless Siyou temples across the 90,000 miles of mountains and rivers are no longer closed at night.
The rich incense smoke rose into the sky, and in a place invisible to the world, it gathered into a river and flowed towards Shouyun Mountain.
The smoke from the incense burner billows slowly, misty and hazy.
Strands of bright red ribbons are arranged along the eaves of the ancestral hall, illuminated by festive lanterns, making it look even more dreamy in the night.
The temple was occupied by officials, wealthy businessmen, and ordinary people stayed at home... and lit incense for the privately cast statue of the goddess.
If you steer a spirit boat and wander under the starry sky, you can see from afar the flickering yet dim fireworks of the world in the night.
It felt like the night before New Year's Eve, or the last few nights of the Lantern Festival, but it was a bit quieter.
……
The entire imperial capital was brightly lit, and the Xingyuan and suburban areas were filled with young men and women drinking and having fun.
Even though Si You is very popular and his immortal politics are spread all over the world.
The State of Chu is still the original State of Chu.
Common people cannot compete with officials for the first incense stick, and there is still no place for them in the imperial capital.
However, the State of Chu was not the original State of Chu.
The Changsheng Sword Sect no longer influenced the royal family's ownership, and the royal family no longer had the so-called golden elixir offerings.
The Du family, the Wu family, and the Zhou family are now all ordinary clans.
In the current world where Si You and Jiu Hua coexist, and Changsheng Sword and Hanbing Valley each control their own side, those Jindan forces seem insignificant.
But that night, the Zhou family's popularity firmly overshadowed the Changsheng Sword.
The prefect of Tianshui County left Heyang early and returned to the Duke's Mansion in the imperial capital, waiting to send his sister to the sedan chair tomorrow morning.
After Duan Wen wanted to leave Shouyun Mountain, he also went to the Duke's Mansion.
At this point, he met Zhou Yunfeng, the prime minister who inherited his position, and the two talked about old anecdotes that only they could understand.
The heads and elders of all the clans in Chu State also came to the Duke's Mansion...
Chen Changsheng and Qin Chuxin came together, and the Zheng and Ma families had already taken their seats for the banquet.
Murong Ming came with a sword on his back.
Accompanying this ferocious sword demon was a disciple of the Murong clan... but now he was the Blood-Cloaked Guardian of the Chu State - Murong Fourteen.
Murong Wan'er stayed in Siyou Xueyi Tower to entertain guests, so he followed his uncle to the Duke's Mansion.
The broad streets of the imperial city were decorated with lights and colors, and the bustle and bustle of the world was more lively and down-to-earth than that of the prime minister's residence.
"The Empress is getting married and is leaving with the Immortal."
"Then did the Chu State fall into the hands of Prime Minister Zhou?"
"That's great. Prime Minister Zhou cares about the people and is wise and powerful. He should be more thoughtful than a little girl."
"You know nothing! So many people died in Longxi not long ago. Do you know who killed them?"
"Eh--!?"
"Who did the Nuwa Emperor marry? A fairy from the Changsheng Sword Sect?"
"Go to the temple and listen more often. There is a monk named Zhao Qing who married into the deep mountains of the southwest. In the home of Empress Si You, there is a monk named Zhao Qing."
"Oh, by the way, Empress Si You is more powerful than the Changsheng Sword Sect."
"...Do I need to tell you that?"
Imperial City Music Bureau.
Whether it was the long streets or the deep alleys, the lights were all flickering, and the laughter and chatter of people discussing tomorrow's wedding were more numerous and more diverse than outside.
In each exquisite courtyard, fine wine and delicious food are available, and three or five close friends sit together to drink.
The musicians from the Imperial Music Bureau leaned against each other and listened quietly to the wedding banquet being talked about by the officials and monks.
Listen to them talk about the empress, listen to them talk about Si You Zhao Qing, and listen to them talk about the grand event that had not happened in the State of Chu for hundreds of years.
"The girl from the Zhou family, I saw her when I went to the Duke's Mansion. She looked cold and a little claustrophobic."
"I heard from the people at Changshengfang that she and Zhao Qing from Siyou have known each other for almost twenty years, right?"
"How can it be twenty years? Only a little over ten years..."
"Hey, it's said that they supported each other all the way to where they are today, and now they have become immortals among the stars!"
"The White Jade Capital in Heaven...Have you heard of it?"
"As far as I know, hasn't the Zhou family's daughter always been wandering around?"
"It should be to accompany that Zhao Xingxing, which is not bad."
……
In the deepest alley of the Jiaofangsi, there is a spacious and quiet courtyard. There are no bright lanterns hanging high here, and no decorations.
The light and shadows cast on the long street were a little hazy, and the words and laughter of the Drunken Immortal Master were a little unclear.
The cool night breeze, carrying the aroma of wine and powder, drifted through the quiet alleys...
The woman leaned quietly under the tree, her beautiful eyes a little absent-minded.
This was a woman of exceptional beauty, with clear yet alluring peach eyes, a pert nose, soft, thin lips, slightly swaying hair, and tight, light armor...
"Xiaoyi...Zhao Qing..." the woman murmured softly.
She is Le Cheng here.
She was once a famous darling of heaven in the imperial capital. Before she reached the age of 15, she had already reached the late stage of Qi training.
Yin family, Yin Yuying.
She had met Zhou Xiaoyi, the stern and cold sister Zhou.
How long?
Eighteen years…?
Or twenty years...?
The Yin family no longer exists in the Chu State today. The Yin family was just a foundation-building family. Of course, in the court disputes, it was overthrown along with the Songshan Meng family.
She, a girl blessed by heaven, had long lost the possibility of continuing her cultivation.
Her dantian was destroyed.
The body that was once filled with spiritual energy is now empty and lifeless.
"Yin Lecheng—are you worried about something?" A soft and low voice came from the courtyard.
The woman closed her beautiful eyes and replied softly, "No, I'm just staying outside to get some fresh air and listen to some gossip."
"Oh—good! Then I'll go to Willow Lane to get some food. What would you like to eat today?"
Let’s eat…
Yin Yuying chuckled and shook her head: "I'm not hungry right now, just finish eating and come back."
After speaking softly to the maid, the woman sighed slightly, and her fair and beautiful face looked even more lonely.
She continued to lean against the lush banyan tree, staring at the dim lights outside the long street, listening to the faint laughter and chatter coming from the drunkards.
Zhou Xiaoyi and Zhao Qing are getting married tomorrow.
Xiaoyi married a fairy and is going to the stars...
Yin Yuying took a deep breath, and her plump breasts rose and fell. The light armor that fit her shoulders trembled slightly in the light of the lamp.
She not only knows tomorrow's bride.
I also know the groom tomorrow.
——And we have had physical contact, hugged each other naked, and endured it with all our strength using our bodies.
She had heard Zhao Qing's conversation with the prime minister, and she had also had conversations with them herself.
Although she was in this place of prostitution, she knew very well that he was a man who could shoulder mountains and was as gentle as the sea, and she would have no regrets in marrying him.
She had also caught a glimpse of the deep tenderness that only men possess.
Just under the dim lights at the entrance of this alley.
"Yuying is taking the young master for a walk around the market?"
My own whispers seemed to echo in my ears again——
Zhao Qing looked at him with a look of pity and loneliness.
But he had a smile on his face, and he raised his fingers to slowly comb his messy black hair...
"Miss Yin, goodbye." The whisper before turning around sounded like the farewell of an old friend.
-
"I wish you... all the best."
Yin Yuying closed her beautiful eyes and muttered to herself.
She is exactly the same as Zhou Xiaoyi.
She possessed two high-grade spiritual roots, her father was one of the Three Dukes, and she had the opportunity to enter the foundation-building stage before the age of thirty.
When she met Xiaoyi, she was still the famous Princess Pingyang in the imperial city.
But when she met Zhao Qing, he was a music minister in the Jiaofang Division...
Therefore, she knew that Zhou Erye was right, and Erye was also a gentle and thoughtful man.
Yin Yuying slowly took off her light armor...
She took out a tinderbox from her sleeve, and with her slender hands, she lit the candle in the black lantern.
Then he lifted it high and hung it in the hole of the banyan tree.
"Xiaoyi."
"Young Master Zhao."
"Happy wedding."
"Yuying sincerely wishes you both all the best, and that we may grow old together."
……
The cool night breeze blew through the streets and alleys, swaying the tree shadows and candlelight on the walls.
A slender wooden branch hangs the lantern in the tree hole.
The banyan tree's hole is very deep.
The flickering lights are bright.
The woman still leaned against the banyan tree, quietly listening to the faintly heard story...
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In the Taoliu Palace Garden on the top of Shouyun Mountain.
Lanterns are also hung high between the eaves of the palaces.
The waterfall roared, and the splashing water shattered the lights and the bright stars in the pool.
The white tiger that was originally lying quietly by the pond disappeared.
You Jiang wants to help her draw the black sand. Now Si Bushou is also a disciple of the Fenghuang lineage, and is hiding in the underground palace of Dingzimohaoyuan to try to transform.
I just don't know how many years it will take for this little kitten with thin bloodline to transform.
In the huge bedroom, red candles created a hazy atmosphere.
The flickering candlelight on the wall adds a touch of warmth and tranquility to the room.
Zhao Qing did not fall asleep.
At this moment, he was leaning against the head of the bed, hugging his wife gently, listening to Qinghuan telling him about the private conversation between Gu Nu and her the day before yesterday.
The lovely wife was only wearing a thin undergarment, the sweat on her forehead had not yet been wiped away, and she was lying in her husband's arms, laughing and panting.
Gu Qinghuan was naked, with her hair a little messy, sticking to her soft crimson lips along her beautiful profile... Her eyes were as gentle as water, full of charm.
Her slender legs were slightly curled up as she also leaned against the headboard, whispering softly to herself while enjoying the flickering candlelight with complete contentment.
There were only three of them left in this huge bedroom.
For a long time, there were only three of them in Songshan's bedroom.
My aunt has her own room and rarely stays overnight in the bedroom.
But starting tomorrow... things will be different.
……
My aunt and Hong Ning went to the Yangxin Palace tonight, and Leng Xian and Qing Ci accompanied them there.
Luo Xianning, Qixiu, Bai Wanqiu... several unmarried women also stayed in the Yangxin Palace to accompany Xiaoyi and wait.
Waiting for tomorrow morning to prepare the bride's makeup, put on a red dress, and put on a phoenix crown...
This night.
Time seems to pass very slowly.
The clear moonlight shines on the earth, and the stars in the night sky seem to be eternal.
Until half past the hour of Yin...
In the study on the second floor of the palace.
A lazy, cool and elegant white-haired woman, wearing a flawless snow-white dress, was quietly leaning over the computer desk, fiddling with the mouse.
She held her true form in her arms - a petite and lively snow fox.
The scene of completing the game flashed by on the monitor.
Instead, a pitch-black background appeared, with individual pixels lighting up to outline unique snow-white characters.
【Loading……】
Si He slowly raised his neck and glanced sideways at the moonlight outside the window.
Only when she saw the faint glow of dawn in the distant sky did a hint of smile appear in her deep and beautiful eyes.
The slender fingers resting on the keyboard trembled slightly, and they hit the enter key easily and smoothly... A crisp sound was heard the moment the keycap fell.
The night wind blows my hair like snow.
Si He's dark brows relaxed slightly, her beautiful eyes wandered around, and she chuckled softly in her heart.
"Qing, the game begins."