Chapter 118 Secret

After only a few steps, he arrived in a blink of an eye. Li Xiaoyao got off the sedan chair in the second door. The people of the inner palace in the courtyard stood respectfully. Shuiyan smiled and let Li Xiaoyao follow Su Zicheng side by side with her. Along the extremely clean rough bluestone road, he entered a flower hall with carved beams and paintings. The flower hall was extremely large. As soon as he entered the door, it was hot. When he came face to face, Su Zicheng was in front of him and went straight through the flower hall and arrived behind the flower hall.

Li Xiaoyao stood beside Su Zicheng and looked in amazement at the stars on the nearby and nearly vertical cliffs, clusters of bright yellow wild chrysanthemums and blue-leaved orchids, against the high cliffs of the blue and black vicissitudes of life. In some places, chrysanthemums and orchids are accompanied by wild chrysanthemums. Spicy and unrestrained, reflecting the insipidity of orchid grass, and showing strange beauty. The morning glow passed through the mountain stream and shone on the cliff wall. The ferocious-faced rocks were indifferent to the warmth, but the chrysanthemum on the rocks stretched her body excitedly, with the help of the mountain wind, showing full of vitality. Li Xiaoyao held his breath and stared distracted at it. With those small and beautiful mountain flowers, their vitality is so strong that it is suffocating, as if as long as they are willing, in the blink of an eye, they can spread the mountain into a bright yellow and green ocean, full of mountains and valleys, which are all the celebration of their jumps. Li Xiaoyao subconsciously stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch those festive and jumping lives. Su Zicheng looked at her and laughed: "This cliff looks close and is dozens of feet away. How can it be?"

Li Xiaoyao withdrew his hand and exclaimed, "This wild chrysanthemum is really touching!" Su Zicheng turned his head and looked at the cliff. Shuiyan smiled and said, "If you want to see **, it's best to get the wild chrysanthemum cliff. It's the best place where you live. The opposite the chrysanthemum hidden hall at the end of Yunmianju is the wild chrysanthemum cliff. The ** is full of mountains, which is very spectacular."

"I went to see it yesterday. It's not as good as here. It's so full that it's almost overflowing. It's best to leave white space for the flowers and paintings to leave enough blanks for the flower watchers." Li Xiaoyao said with a smile, and Shuiyan patted the folding fan in his hand and praised, "I said, you are an elegant person!" Su Zicheng glanced at him and walked slowly to the side with his hands behind his back. Shuiyan hurriedly asked Li Xiaoyao: "Let's look over there. There are a few bushes of orchids in that can be painted!"

The three people took more than ten steps and turned half a corner to the other side of the cliff. The cliff was smooth and almost mirrored. Several narrow cracks or torn open the mirror horizontally or vertically. In the gap, several clusters of orchid grass gushed out. The slender leaves were thousands of graceful, and the young white flowers danced with the wind, compared with the fire-like gorgeous and unrestrained wilderness. Ju has a unique quiet and elegant beauty. The three quietly looked up at the orchids blooming lonely in the cliff. For a long time, Shuiyan sighed gently: "After a few years, these orchids have grown better." Su Zicheng turned his hand behind his back and looked up at the orchids motionless. Li Xiaoyao looked at Su Zicheng, who was standing like a stone, and turned his head to look at Shuiyan. Shuiyan signaled Li Xiaoyao's voice. Li Xiaoyao quietly stepped back two steps and stood in the same place with Shuiyan. After a while, Su Zicheng moved, took half a step back and turned around. , whispered with a sigh, "Let's sit in the flower hall. It's cold here."

Li Xiaoyao wrapped her cloak tightly and immediately nodded in agreement: "The wind here is so strong that it makes people's bones cold."

The three people turned into the flower hall. Li Xiaoyao took off his cold cloak and looked around. The flower hall was extremely large. There was a kang in the south and a huge couch in the north. Between the bed and the bed, there were several comfortable armchairs. There were various flower racks between the beds, couches and chairs, all of which were all dark red sandalwood and flowers. Li Xiaoyao stood for a moment and felt that the warmth came up from his feet and skirts. The ground was also covered with fire dragons. No wonder that the window could be warm.

Li Xiaoyao sat on the other side of Su Zicheng, took a sip of hot tea, and sighed comfortably. Su Zicheng looked at Li Xiaoyao, who was frozen with red cheeks, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something but swallowed it back. Shuiyan looked at Su Zicheng, and his heart kept flashing. He lowered his head and drank two sips of tea, put down the cup, and was annoyed. He said, "I almost forgot that Qimei asked me to bring two cans of tea powder to her. She treated guests, but I forgot it clean. Damn it!" With that, he stood up, arched his hand and said, "I have to send it there quickly. I will come back in a moment, and wait for me!" With that, he said goodbye with apologetically and hurried out of the door with a long shirt.

Su Zicheng shook his head with a smile. Li Xiaoyao looked at Shuiyan's back suspiciously and was indifferent after thinking for a moment. He put down the cup, stood up and turned to the open window, overlooking the jumping yellows on the opposite side. Su Zicheng also put down the cup and stood up, walked behind Li Xiaoyao, followed Li Xiaoyao's eyes, withdrew his eyes, and looked down at Li Xiaoyao, who could see the flowers. Her hair was thin and soft, as if there was a flowing luster, and a few strands of hair fell on her white and soft neck. Su Zicheng scratched a strange in his heart. Strange ripples, he has never noticed that a woman's neck is so attractive!

The mountain wind blew into the window, which made Li Xiaoyao chill again. He held his arms and retreated back, but stepped on Su Zicheng's feet. Su Zicheng hurriedly reached out to hold Li Xiaoyao, who was stabbing forward. Li Xiaoyao stood firmly and turned his head and looked down at Su Zicheng's shoes. At the door of the flower hall, Nanning was about to run out to get his shoes, but he saw Su Zicheng stamped his feet and talked to Li Xiaoyao as if nothing had happened. Dongping waved his hand at Nanning. The two took half a step aside and continued to bow their hands motionlessly.

Li Xiaoyao quietly gave up half a step to the side, gave way from Su Zicheng's arms, pointed to the cliff and said with a smile, "I remember reading a lot of poems written by ** in the past. Now I miss two sentences to meet the scene, but I can't remember a word."

Su Zicheng laughed and laughed for a while before he said, "Whose poems have you read? Tell me, I'll think about it for you." Li Xiaoyao withdrew her fingers and smiled coyly. Since then, she has been struggling to live in this world. When she reads, there are few books and fewer books she can find. How dares to talk nonsense before the articles and poems she knows are confirmed and compared with the world? Su Zicheng looked down at her and waited for a moment before saying with a smile, "Mr. Liang is the most proficient in poetry. When he comes back, you can ask him for advice and let him choose a few books to show you." Li Xiaoyao nodded quickly. This is a good thing. No matter what he learns, someone gives him twice the result with half the effort. Su Zicheng paused, as if he remembered something. Looking at Li Xiaoyao and asked, "When you mentioned this poem, I happen to remember something. Have you sent a couplet to Mr. Liang?"

"Hmm?" Li Xiaoyao didn't remember for a moment and was about to deny it. Suddenly, he remembered that he escaped from the Taiping Mansion that year. He shook half of his head and hurriedly went down: "It was sent."

"If you have a heart, you will be good, but you will not be rewarded, if you have no intention, you will be evil, and although you are evil, you will not be punished?"

"Yes." Li Xiaoyao replied simply. Su Zicheng frowned and asked doubtfully, "Is this your own connection? Or where did you see it? Mr. Liang is very knowledgeable and reads almost all books. He said that he had never seen this couplet and wrote to me. I took it to the Hanlin Academy, but no one had seen it. I heard that you saw it when you visited the Hall of the King of the Year of the Year. Where is the King of the Year?

Li Xiaoyao lowered her head and circled her toes on the ground, quickly turning her mind. There are still many things in this matter. There must be a plausible saying. Who can be sure that this ghost thing can come by herself? Well, it's true or false, true or false, true or false, it's up to him. Li Xiaoyao made up his mind, looked up at Su Zicheng, biting her lips and her face full of confusion. She stayed in the blue and cold sea, how could she get here? She can't figure it out anyway. Maybe it can only be attributed to ghosts.

Su Zicheng looked at the confusion on Li Xiaoyao's face and subconsciously raised his hand to smooth her. He lifted it halfway and abruptly turned back to his back. Li Xiaoyao lowered his head and looked at the butterfly that seemed to fly on the tip of his shoe and said in a low voice, "I don't know what's going on. I don't know where it is. Maybe it's the Hall of the King of the Magy , I will regard it as the palace of the king of deen."

Su Zicheng didn't understand. Li Xiaoyao looked up at Su Zicheng and explained in confusion: "The eldest brother said that the night Lijia Village was destroyed, I was injured and fainted to death, and I have been dizzy for more than ten days. Later, one night, in a broken temple, there was a blizzard, lightning and thunder, and I suddenly woke up, but... Yao tied his tongue, gently pulled Su Zicheng's sleeve and whispered, "I don't know what to say, and I don't know what's going on. I've always wanted to forget this, but I can't forget it. I never dared to say it, and even the eldest brother didn't dare to say it." Su Zicheng stretched out his hand and pressed Li Xiaoyao's shoulder and said gently, "Don't be afraid. With me, it's all over."

"Well, I saw my father and mother fall, covered with blood. After that, I don't know where I am, and I don't know..." Li Xiaoyao looked up at Su Zicheng, as if he didn't know how to describe it. After a moment of confusion, he continued, "I can't see, hear, can't smell, but sometimes You know a lot of things, just like this," Li Xiaoyao put his hand on Su Zicheng's hand and looked up at him and said, "Can you feel anything by closing your eyes?"

Su Zicheng turned over and shook Li Xiaoyao's hand, closed his eyes and was silent for a moment before opening his eyes, and said gently, "It's very warm."

"Well," Li Xiaoyao pulled out his hand with a little force: "That's it. I don't know anything, but I can feel a lot of things, including that couplet. It seems that many years have passed, the sun and earth have passed, and the vicissitudes of life. Later, like a dream, I suddenly woke up. I dare not say that I never dared to mention it. After this, I'm afraid that people will talk nonsense and treat me like a monster.