Chapter 1 Prince's Fling

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Five days later, the two finally entered the border of the Kingdom of Qianqi. After several hard work, they came to the Qianqi King City, but unexpectedly, the Lord Yi Jian was not in the palace. He received them by an elegantly dressed man, known as the "Prince Qianqi" Yi Pian.

Yishui, the ancestor of Qianqi, is indeed a magnificent person who is unparalleled in the world; and Qianqi Kingdom naturally deserves to be known as the "First Kingdom of the Southeast of the Empire"!

The Qianqi Kingdom is majestic and magnificent, especially the royal city. The Qianqi palace is built on the top of the Qianqi peak, and the whole royal city is surrounded by palaces on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know that this royal palace has cost several generations of manpower to build a magnificent building, Dandan carved, layers of platforms, flying pavilions and flowing elixir, and natural workmanship. What a beautiful palace!

Qianqi Peak is not particularly high. However, standing on the top of the main peak, there is a momentum to see the small mountains. Between the mountains, fog and smoke, white clouds rolling, and flying cranes flying between the mountains. What a free scenery is. Qianqi Peak, the first strange peak of the empire, this name is not in vain. It stands proudly on the top of the main peak, and only magnificent, decadent and magical.

Gu Xinghe and Xi Qingmei are at the top of this strange peak at this moment. There is a small pavilion. Although the pavilion is not big, it has a different scenery.

There is a small stone table in the pavilion, a plate of fruit, and two beautiful maids standing outside the pavilion. In addition to the two, there was also a man in blue. The man turned his back to his face and did not have many decorations on his body. He just held a paper fan in his hand and a piccolo around his waist. There was nothing special other than that.

Paper fan? In the impression of Gu Xinghe, it should be the favorite thing of the literati in his previous life. It's hard to believe that the youngest young man in the southeast of the empire would like these things.

The paper fan was not surprising, but the piccolo surprised him. The piccolo was exactly the same as the piccolo that flew by Xi and Xi's light eyebrows that day. Gu Xinghe hurriedly turned his head to look at Xi's light eyebrows sitting on the stone bench. She took off the piccolo on her waist and thought about it. Then she asked strangely, "This? ......”

"I'm curious, don't you want to hear me tell a very old story?" The young man, who had been looking at the mountains with his back, finally turned around and said softly with a warm face.

This is a man as warm as jade. His long hair is covered with blue silk, and his eyebrows are a little feminine, but he does not lose his heroic atmosphere in his eyes. His smile is like the rising sun in the morning, bright but not dazzling. This man does not have anything that symbolizes strength or identity. He looks like an ancient scholar in his previous life, but it allows people to see his uniqueness at a glance among tens of thousands of people.

This smiling man is a young man. It is said that the young man is a man who is capable of literature and martial arts. He seems to have never been murderous, never killed anyone, and has not treated the daily hard-working slaves in the house. He likes to do writing, especially good handwriting. He claims to be good at swordsmanship, but no one has ever seen him use a sword. He plays the flute very well and understands a lot of truths, but his words are never wordy.

Such a man really doesn't know how to carve through the years to turn a person into such a natural and talented person.

The prince paused and said, "That was about thousands of years ago. At that time, our Qianqi Kingdom was still very large and prosperous. Every festival, it was full of people and the third generation was happy. In those years, after the ancestor of Yishui, an outstanding figure finally came out. Her name is Xiyan. She is a woman. She is very beautiful, her magic is very strong, and her means are as powerful as her ancestors.

Gu Xinghe's sword-wielding hand suddenly shook. The outstanding woman's name is Xi Yan? What does it have to do with the Kingdom of Xiyan? Is she the creator of Xiyan Kingdom? He paused and listened to the prince's words.

"You also know that the big family has the hardships of a big family, not to mention the royal family that we lead one side. People in the big family find it difficult to control their marriage. Often, a person has been married by a high-ranking relative as soon as he is born, or has married or married others at a very young age.

"Some people bow their heads and accept their fate and struggle a little in their hearts, while some people will raise their heads and stubbornly resist. It is not a successful marriage, but endless pressure and finally forced to accept their wives or husbands. Some people are so strong that they are as strong as the woman named Xiyan, and the resistance of such people is the most sensational.

"I don't know how romantic the man that Xiyan admired at that time was. It is only recorded in the national chronicles that she killed the man who had been promiscuous with her childhood for that man, and then intended to travel together with the man.

"Although that man is romantic, he is a little less courageous than her. Although he is not cowardly, he does not have the courage to take her to the horizon to face the sword rain at any time. When she found the man with a long sword and blood-stained delicate hand, he was abandoning his private alliance and was forced by his parents to marry someone he didn't like.

"When she arrived at his house, he was kneeling with his new wife to worship heaven and earth. She cut through the heavy door with her sword, and blood was dripping on the sword, so she walked step by step to the man she liked. I thought to myself that at that time, she should have dripped blood in her heart.

"She went crazy and stabbed the man with her sword. The man did not dodge, but wore a wedding dress tied to the chest of a big red flower, which was really a dazzling irony in her eyes.

"The man's father, who served in Wang Ting at that time, was not light in weight. Naturally, many noble relatives came to his marriage. Even Xi Yan's father, the head of the country at that time, was sitting in the VIP seat, and he was the most valuable guest.

"She didn't know about his wedding. She must have closed all the news about her. When the lord heard from his subordinates that the son-in-law he valued, a man with a good family, had been killed by her. Although he tried his best to suppress it at the wedding, he could not help but feel angry.

"When she madly stabbed the sword into the man he valued in this other marriage, he smashed the sandalwood chair under his seat with one palm, and then appeared between her and the man in the blink of an eye, clamping the long sword with two fingers. Although she was extraordinary, she was far from his enemy in young magic and swordsmanship.

"He is her father and is very angry at what she has done, and she is also very resistant to him. Her various resistance finally can't escape his calculations. Being restrained by him and then watching, the man who was supposed to marry her knelt down and married another woman in front of her.

"I think that at that time, there must be a touch of blood on the corners of her mouth, which was the will to bite her lips but have to swallow it into her stomach. That touch of blood redness is more than a thousand kinds of rouge. Such a strange woman, the silence after madness, what kind of hatred should be.

"Since then, the man took his newlywed wife far away from his hometown, avoiding the woman who had loved but had hated him deeply, and Xiyan was also taken back to the court by her father and imprisoned. Later, she seemed to forget that painful feeling, devoted herself to practicing magic, and no longer cared about the right and wrong outside her body.

"After decades of such a day, she suddenly left without leaving a word, as if she had never appeared in the future. Her father, the old lord at that time, learned that she had left. This most important descendant, the most potential descendant, finally chose to carry him behind him, but he could not say anything. He could only smile bitterly and sigh.

"Later, there existed the kingdom of Xiyan. I think she created this foundation, one is to rely on that kind of lonely heart, and the other is also to prove to the world that women are not worse than men. At least she can prove that she has the strength and means of the ancestor.

"It's a pity that a strange woman like her lived only more than 100 years and died in depression and depression. At the time of death, there was no descendant who died, only two or three maids who took care of her.

"Her father, the old man who once wanted to cultivate her as the next head of Qianqi Kingdom, heard of her death, and his hair turned half white overnight. Later, a woman in the old man's family who had a good relationship with her went to the Xiyan Kingdom, and the Xiyan Kingdom has been passed down since then.

"Since then, each generation of lords of the Xiyan Kingdom have been women, and because there are too few people, they have married Qianqi. Over time, the habit of marriage has passed down. This world is also ironic. She hates marriage the most. In the end, the foundation she created has to take the road of marriage. What an irony it is to her. If she knew that this would happen, she may not have created the kingdom of Xiyan!"

Finally, after saying this big basket of words, although we usually talk a lot, it is rare to say so many words in one breath. The prince staggered a bowl of tea for himself, and then untied the piccolo on his waist and put it on the stone table.

Gu Xinghe and Xi Qingmei are still immersed in the distant and ancient legends, immersed in the woman's love and hatred. If they were born in that era and did not ask for anything else, it would be very good to see her follow her.

Gu Xinghe suddenly shook his eyebrows. According to the prince, does he have a marriage like Xi Qingmei since childhood? He clenched the sword in his hand, hoping that it would never be true.

Xi looked at the piccolo on the stone table and asked softly, "What does this story have to do with the piccolo?"

Piao was holding a tea bowl in one hand and tasting the tea carefully. Hearing this, she said, "These two piccolos were actually the tokens of love between Xiyan and her lover. Later, after the wedding event, she devoted herself to practicing, and these two piccolos were hidden by her father. Later, her beauty was destroyed in the state of Xiyan, and these two piccolos became the tokens of the lords of the state of Xiyan and Qianqi.

Xi sighed and said, "Since the Lord at that time valued training her so much, why did he make such an uncontrollable result? Since he had the intention to cultivate her as the next lord, he finally made the desolate father and daughter unhappy.

He fluffed his eyebrows and his long eyelashes were very beautiful. He put down the tea bowl, picked up the piccolo and stroked it gently. He said with some sadness, "I think I can probably understand the father's intention. He intended to use the wedding to educate his daughter. As the next lord, he must be able to put down everything. A person who loves the world can have love, relatives and friends, but he can't use too much affection. If he is too affectionate, he will only tie his hands and feet, which can only ruin his future. That woman is destined to be a very affectionate person. Although she has a bad life, she will never regret it. For such a strange woman, I think she would rather not have a worldly foundation than have unparalleled wisdom and magic power. If that man finally dares to walk with her, it will also be a very happy day. It's a pity that the person she loves is not a good person, and she will live a miserable life.

The sun has gradually tilted to the west, and the clouds in the evening are particularly beautiful, as if they are coated with layers of gold edges. The golden sunlight pours out from the cracks of the clouds, reflecting the mountains and become golden and brilliant in an instant. The prince stood up with a long flute in his hand and stood by the pavilion to look at the ray of sunshine in the distant mountain, and his figure was very bleak.

He put the piccolo on his lips, let Qingsi fly on his shoulder, sobbing and began to blow. At first, the sound of the flute was still clear and far away, and it made people calm in the ears, as if it had washed away the dust. The sound of the flute was like pine waves, and the wind was full of wind. Then he turned lower and lower, and the sound of sobbing was endless, as if a woman was crying in the air, and it seemed that an affectionate man was looking for his wife and lover in the wind and rain, like the desolate scenery after falling leaves in autumn, and like a man standing high with a sword in a sad heart.