Chapter 214 The Boat Has Passed the Mountains
Zhao Kang committed suicide.
On the day Lu Yan ascended the throne.
He had been kept under house arrest by Huo Lang in a remote palace in the southwest corner. The palace was heavily guarded outside, and not even a fly could get in. This emperor, who had been weak all his life, somehow got the courage from it. He stabbed Zhao Kang's heart with a candlestick. When the guards noticed and rushed in, Zhao Kang had already fallen unconscious in a pool of blood.
The originally joyous palace suddenly turned into chaos, not because of the deposed emperor who committed suicide, but because the new emperor suddenly vomited blood in the court while accepting the kneeling worship of court officials and fainted. If it weren't for the regent to suppress the situation, a big chaos would have broken out.
"Where's the imperial physician?! Send for him immediately!"
"Your Majesty has passed out!!"
Lu Yan had a vague idea of what was going on when he felt a familiar pain in his internal organs. His throat tasted sweet and fishy, and it felt like someone was performing a ritual in his ears, with gongs and drums ringing in unison. His head was buzzing and his vision was spinning, and even Huo Lang's anxious and frightened face became blurred.
Everyone hurriedly carried Lu Yan into the bedroom, but he lay on the side of the bed and vomited blood, as if he would not stop until all the dirt in his stomach was vomited out. He tightly grasped Huo Lang's wrist, his eyes revealed an unprecedented ruthlessness, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood with difficulty and said: "Something must have happened to Zhao Kang... Bring him here... Do as we discussed before... Don't delay..."
The previous method? Isn't that just cutting out the heart?!
Huo Lang turned his head to the side with bloodshot eyes, as if he was about to pick someone to devour: "What on earth happened?!"
Everyone in the hall knelt down in unison, saying in fear, "Your Highness, today the deposed emperor suddenly committed suicide in his room with a candlestick. At that time, Your Majesty was attending the coronation ceremony and accepting the kowtows of the court officials, so he did not dare to inform the emperor and privately invited the imperial physician to treat him. Now... now I'm afraid he is not in good condition..."
Before the guard could finish his reply, he was kicked to the ground by Huo Lang. He spoke ruthlessly, wishing to kill these idiots: "You idiots! Lift him over here immediately. If he dies in the middle of the fight, I will kill you all!!"
Ever since the news of the court's reversal of the verdict spread among the people, it caused a lot of discussion among the people. The Zhao royal family had completely lost the support of the people. Everyone with a discerning eye knew that Zhao Kang's end would most likely not be good, and the guards and palace maids under him were inevitably negligent, so they did not report it immediately. Unexpectedly, Huo Lang was so angry that his veins bulged.
The eunuch kowtowed and said, "Yes, yes, I will do it right away!"
Huo Lang suddenly remembered something and pulled the eunuch over. He suppressed his anger and said, "There are also Taoist Mo Hen and Gongsun Mo! Send them into the palace immediately!"
He was really panicking, so he called everyone with some ability into the palace one by one. Then he went back to the bedside and stayed by Lu Yan's side without leaving.
Lu Yan swallowed a few pills to suppress the snake poison, held his breath and gave himself acupuncture, and finally suppressed the urge to vomit out all his internal organs. His face was pale, and he leaned against the head of the bed in a cold sweat, waiting for Zhao Kang to come. He glanced around and found that Huo Lang seemed to have lost his soul. His face was even uglier than his own, and his body was staggering, as if he would fall down in the next second.
Lu Yan curled his lips slightly, still in the mood to joke until this moment: "Why do you seem to be more scared than me?"
Huo Lang looked at him with red eyes, and suddenly he hated the man in front of him. He asked in a low voice, word by word: "How can you still laugh?"
How can Lu Yan still laugh?
They had gone through so much hardship and suffering to finally be together, but now they were to be separated by death. Huo Lang was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of following Lu Yan, but the time they had actually spent together was less than a hundred days. How could he accept this?
Lu Yan held Huo Lang's cold hand and pressed it hard. His pale face was covered with bloodstains, but he couldn't hide his seriousness: "Don't be afraid. I won't leave you alone this time."
Lu Yan thought of the two skeletons of his parents and the old days in Ruzhou. His chest rose and fell, and he had another heart-wrenching cough. He didn't know if it was the poison of the snake, but he was a little confused. He spread out his right palm, stared at the winding lines on it, and said to himself:
"When I was young, a fortune teller told me that I would die young. My life line was cut off at the palm of my hand, which meant I was half as old as other people. I might not live past thirty... Now... cough cough cough... Now I don't know if it's true..."
"Huo Lang... I... I really shouldn't have such a face... Otherwise, so many people wouldn't have died because of me..."
"My mother and father were only about thirty years old at the time... The cook had a six-year-old grandson... The maid was in her twenties... Their lives were ruined because of my face..."
Lu Yan began to talk nonsense, tears and sweat dripping down his cheeks, his skin turned pale, and his eyes were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed: "Huo Lang... Huo Lang... I don't dare to die... I don't dare to go down to see them... I can't afford to pay for so many lives! I really can't afford it!"
Huo Lang grabbed his trembling hands and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about! If there is any compensation for life, it should be paid by the late emperor and Zhao Kang. What does it have to do with you? I have killed countless people in my life, a hundred times more than you. After I die, there will be more ghosts looking for me than you. I am not afraid of anything, so what should you be afraid of!"
Lu Yan looked at him with red eyes: "Huo Lang, I also hurt you before..."
He had also harmed him before, and he did not have a good end.
Huo Lang closed his eyes tightly, pressed his forehead against his hand, and said coldly: "It's okay if I harm you, but I won't ask you to pay for your life. You have to live well and pay off this debt!"
Huo Langyu suddenly realized that his tone was too cold, and he put his face against Lu Yan's palm, trying to calm him down and said, "Don't be afraid. I will protect you when I am alive, and I will protect you even after I die. Those little ghosts won't dare to get close to you."
The road to the underworld is long, and souls cannot be together.
But for your sake, the sword will drive away the monsters.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yan coughed up blood again, and the yellow quilt was stained with a large area of glaring red. It was shocking to see, how could one person spit out so much blood? !
Huo Lang gritted his teeth when he saw this. He suddenly lowered his head and bit his fingertips, grasped Lu Yan's right hand, and left a trail of blood along the short lifeline of the other party, ending at the wrist, and warned in a low voice:
"Now that your lifeline has become longer, I will lend you some more life, and you are not allowed to die again. Do you hear me?!"
Lu Yan looked at his movements and for some reason he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen him somewhere before but couldn't remember where at the moment. However, his hazy mind did become clearer for a moment.
Lu Yan smiled and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I will definitely survive."
At this time, Zhao Kang was finally carried in on a stretcher by several guards. His eyes were droopy and he was almost dead. There was a dark bloodstain on his chest with some medicine powder scattered on it and several layers of gauze wrapped around it. It seemed that there was a panic and the imperial physician had not had time to clean up the situation.
Huo Lang said coldly: "Where is the imperial physician?!"
All the famous doctors from the Imperial Hospital came. A rough count showed that there were more than twenty of them. They all knelt in the outer room, wishing they could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
Damn it, it seems like they are not here to treat illnesses today, but to be buried with the dead. I would rather die than study medicine in my next life!
The head of the Imperial Hospital stuttered and said, "Your Highness, all the doctors on duty today are here."
Huo Lang waved his hand expressionlessly, signaling the guards to dismiss the irrelevant people. His voice was gloomy, and the next sentence shocked the imperial doctors as if they had fallen into an ice cave:
"I want you to dig out his heart, find the insect inside, and keep him alive for half an hour. Who can do it?!"
The head of the court was so frightened that he fell to the ground, because he suddenly realized that the "he" Huo Lang was referring to was the deposed emperor who was dying on the ground. Not to mention that he could only use medicine to save people, did he have the courage to kill an emperor? Just to dig out the heart and keep the emperor alive for half a minute, who could do it? !
The pain is so severe!
The head of the academy made up his mind, closed his eyes and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am useless. It is easy to cut out a heart, but it is also easy to keep a person alive. This requires a Daluo Jinxian. I don't have such a skill!"
The same was true for the imperial doctors behind him. They would rather call themselves waste and accept the punishment than take the job.
"Bang--!"
Huo Lang smashed the dwarf beside him with one palm and stood up with a grim expression. He was like King Yan who had returned from hell, with a pair of scarlet eyes full of murderous intent: "What use do I have for you then? It would be better to chop you all into pieces and feed them to the dogs!"
"Prince, please spare my life!"
The head of the hospital was so frightened that he was shaking like a sieve and almost peed himself. He thought the worst that could happen was beheading, but he didn't expect that he would be chopped up and fed to dogs. Since this gentleman said that he would be chopped up, then the price would not be less than one thousand yuan. If he said that he would be fed to dogs, then he would not be fed to pigs. Moreover, he would be left to die until his last breath. How is this different from the ultimate punishment of being cut into pieces? !
At the critical moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the inner room:
“I’ll do it—!”
Lu Yan got up from the bed at some point. He staggered to the back of Huo Lang. His dark clothes looked a little empty. His pale fingertips held onto the door frame tightly. His right hand was tightly grasping a dagger. His dark eyes were filled with a sharpness that did not match his appearance. He repeated word by word:
"You all go out, I'll do it myself."
Huo Lang stepped forward and said, "You are crazy!"
If Huo Lang had a knife, he would have wanted to go into battle himself. However, he had practiced the art of killing for many years and only knew how to stab the knife into Zhao Kang's heart to make his death faster and more painful. He did not know how to keep him alive. In addition, he was overly worried about Lu Yan's safety, and his hands were shaking so much that how could he hold the knife?
"This is the cause and effect between him and me, and I have to settle it myself. All of you get out. If you delay any longer, Zhao Kang will really die."
Huo Lang gritted his teeth and glanced at Zhao Kang, who was dying on the ground, then looked at Lu Yan, who had a determined look on his face. He suddenly punched the door frame hard and shouted, "All of you follow me and guard outside the palace!"
The worst that can happen is death.
Now that Lu Yan is dead, I will just accompany him.
Huo Lang figured it out and left without looking back, but his eyes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.
At this moment, a group of people had gathered outside the hall. Taoist Mo Hen, Gongsun Mo, Huo Bi, Wei Hong were all there, and even Huo Yan, who was pregnant, came.
It's a strange thing that happened in life. The royal physician diagnosed that Prince Lin'an would have difficulty in having offspring, and he even lost his life because of it. However, not long after his death, Huo Yan was diagnosed to be pregnant, shocking everyone.
When Huo Yan heard about this, she cried and laughed at the same time, as if she was crazy. She locked herself in the room for a whole day and night without eating or drinking. Finally, she came out of the room calmly, stroking her belly, and said to everyone:
"This is the bloodline of my Huo family and has nothing to do with him."
Today is a cloudy day, just like the day when Prince Lin'an died. The dark clouds seem like it will rain at any moment, and the air is so humid that it makes people feel uncomfortable.
Huo Yan saw Huo Lang coming out of the hall, walked up to him and asked softly, "Brother, how is His Majesty?"
I don't know if it's because the Huo family had bad morals in their previous life, but whenever they fell in love, they had a rough life, especially with this eldest brother, who was born into the wrong family and loved the wrong person.
Although Lu Yan had ascended the throne, the court officials had to agree to it because of Huo Lang's military power. The outside world still pinned the reputation of rebellion on him. Huo Lang had already been criticized for helping Lu Yan, the fake emperor, ascend the throne. If the other party died, Huo Yan was worried that his brother would do something irreparable.
Huo Lang said nothing and walked to the bench under the corridor and sat down. He was already in poor health and now his face looked even more pale and ugly. Others did not dare to disturb him. The air was filled with an atmosphere of fear and trepidation. Only Taoist Mo Hen and Gongsun Mo were talking in low voices.
Gongsun Mo: "You are a good fortune teller, can your majesty get through this?"
Mo Hen was unusually silent today, even showing a hint of anxiety. He kept looking up at the sky, as if there was a pair of stern eyes watching them. His hands hidden in his sleeves were calculating something quickly, and then they fell down again, repeating the same words over and over again: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."
Gongsun Mo waved his folding fan and said, "What secrets should not be revealed? It will be useless at the critical moment. We have to do something. We can't just stand outside and be a decoration."
"You?" Mo Hen expressed his disdain, "What else can you do besides waiting for His Majesty to die and then perform an autopsy on him?"
Huo Lang's eyes shot out like a knife: "Who did you say crashed?!"
Mo Hen and Gongsun Mo immediately covered their mouths and shook their heads, then ran away to hide behind a pillar. Just kidding, the Regent is now like a firecracker that could explode at any time. Whoever is tired of living would go and provoke him.
While everyone outside the hall was anxiously waiting, on the other side, Lu Yan had already prepared a pill of powerful herbs that could boost qi and blood from the medicine cabinet in the underground palace. He had no time to boil it, so he simply ground the herbs into powder, and then added some finished pills to force the semi-comatose Zhao Kang down his throat, and then he undressed him and prepared to cut out his heart.
The first cut should be made from the abdomen, then start to separate the flesh upwards, and then pry the ribs apart before cutting out the heart, otherwise the blade will get stuck in the bone seams and be unable to move.
Lu Yan had never done such a thing before, but he had been exposed to the human body by his father's side since childhood, so he knew the human body very well. He cut slowly but steadily, as if he had done it a thousand times.
In order to prevent Zhao Kang from waking up from the pain, Lu Yan gave him a full dose of anesthetic, but he was still in a daze, his body twitching, and he seemed to be waking up.
Lu Yan kept moving, his body was covered in blood, his profile flickered in the light and shadow, his dark eyes made anyone feel cold at a glance, and maybe even the heavens thought this was ridiculous, because it suddenly started to rain heavily outside. When a thunderclap exploded, Lu Yan suddenly stopped the knife in his hand, staring at the scene in front of him with wide eyes——
Zhao Kang's chest had been cut open.
The red and white flesh, the colorful intestines, the mess made people dizzy, but that was not important. What was important was his internal organs that had been gnawed into a mess by insects, with only a few pieces of flesh left in the middle.
In other words, Zhao Kang's internal organs had been eaten by the worm until there was nothing left.
Lu Yan didn't understand how a person with his internal organs so damaged could still be alive, and even live for so many years. He stared at Zhao Kang's broken heart, then slowly reached out and pulled it out. He saw that it was full of holes, and there seemed to be something wriggling through a layer of bloody skin.
Lu Yan crushed the dirty heart mercilessly, and then found a blood-red, translucent insect from a pile of messy flesh and blood. It looked very much like a cicada, but was much smaller than a cicada. The skin of its wings was transparent, and the body inside was a blood-red color.
It was dug out of its "nest" by Lu Yan and felt very dissatisfied. Its wings fluttered, creating a breeze and it crawled madly to wherever there was blood. Lu Yan failed to catch it and it whooshed into Zhao Kang's broken body like a stream of light and rolled madly in the blood.
According to Wumei, Lu Yan should now make a cut in his chest, place the mother dragonfly on the wound, and draw out the dragonflies in her body.
But Lu Yan slowly raised the knife, looked at himself covered in blood in the bronze mirror, and suddenly hesitated - is there really an antidote to this snake poison?
The mother pigeon would burrow into the blood it saw. Not only would it fail to suck out the chicks, but it would instead burrow into its own body through the wound to eat the internal organs. It wouldn't be long before it became half-dead like Zhao Kang.
Is there really a way to deal with such a vicious snake?
Or maybe, the inside of his body had already become exactly the same as Zhao Kang's, and both of them were just flies struggling to survive in this world, and they wouldn't live long.
Zhao Kang, lying on the ground, had already lost his breath. Only the bloody dragon was still gnawing at his body, devouring it like a hungry man.
Lu Yan's chest rose and fell, and a sweet and fishy taste surged in his throat. His face was grim, and he stared at the mirror, desperate to confirm something. Suddenly, he raised the knife and stabbed it fiercely into his heart.
The measure was perfectly measured, piercing the flesh just enough without hurting the heart.
The tip of the knife pushed in slowly, as if testing the boundaries of the heart, inch by inch.
However, it was not until the needle pierced through his back that Lu Yan finally discovered something. He stumbled to the ground, holding his chest, his pupils shrinking in shock.
He has no heart?!
How could he be so careless?!
When the knife pierced into his body, it was like piercing through a layer of ordinary flesh. There was no obstruction inside. Where was his heart? ! Where did his heart go? !
Lu Yan fell powerlessly into a pool of blood, his vision was bloodshot. He raised his head unwillingly and angrily, pulled out the dagger fiercely, and then endured the great pain to put his finger into the wound to test, his face froze -
It is empty indeed.
He could find no trace of a beating heart.
Was it because of the insect, or was it because he was born careless?
Lu Yan didn't know. He only knew that he was really going to die this time. He had failed Huo Lang once again, and suddenly he felt hopeless. There was thunder and lightning outside, and a deep and distant voice seemed to echo from the sky:
【Do you remember? 】
Remember what? Remember what? !
Lu Yan's headache became even worse, as if something that had been sealed for a long time was trying to break through the shackles and create cracks in the brand.
The voice above his head sighed, and it sounded very familiar, as if it was an old friend of his:
[It's the seventh life, haven't you remembered yet? ]
The seventh life? Is it already the seventh life?
Lu Yan touched his bloody chest with a stunned look on his face. He suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, as if he had seen it many years ago. Many images flashed through his mind. He held his head in pain and let out a low roar. However, when he raised his hand, he suddenly found the blood line on his palm.
That was what Huo Lang had continued to do for him. For some reason, it did not merge with the other bloodstains, but instead formed a clear vein that felt slightly hot.
"Now that you have a longer life, I will personally extend your life..."
"From now on, you are not allowed to talk nonsense about life and death..."
What a familiar voice.
Who is he?
Lu Yan was covered in blood, and his vision was filled with red mist. His shoulders were shaking, and he suddenly raised his head slowly to look up into the sky, saying word by word, "I remember..."
“Boom——!”
The thunder was deafening, as if it was going to tear the sky apart.
Lu Yan stared at the sky, his eyes reddened: "I remember it! I remember everything!!"
“Boom——!”
There was another round of thunder. Huo Lang felt a sudden palpitation outside, as if his heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand, suffocating him inexplicably. Mo Hen, who had been hiding beside the pillar, was calculating rapidly with his fingertips. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly:
"It's done! It's done! He finally remembered!"
He jumped three feet high with joy, and rushed into the hall without paying attention to Gongsun Mo's obstruction: "I have a way to save your majesty, no one is allowed to come in!"
Others just thought he was crazy. After the door of the hall was closed, Mo Hen's crazy words could still be vaguely heard. His tone was ecstatic: "Host! You finally remembered! You had one chance to resurrect in the last world! Now you can finally use it!!"
No one knew what happened in the palace that day. They only knew that half an hour later Lu Yan walked out covered in blood without a single scratch on his body, while Zhao Kang was disemboweled and his internal organs were gnawed by maggots. Finally, they disposed of him quietly and buried him in a secluded place.
On the day Lu Yan ascended the throne, the ministers saw him vomiting blood and fainting, and they thought he was another sickly person. However, they did not expect that he would return to court after a few days of recuperation. He looked healthy and could live for another few decades. He issued new decrees and reforms that benefited the country and the people. He even recalled the Wei family from far away Longchuan to take back the military power. Those ministers who had objections were speechless.
Gongsun Mo did such an earth-shaking thing that finally made his family's name as the judge of injustices spread throughout the world. However, he refused Lu Yan's request for an official position, and only asked him to use the jade seal to stamp a seal on the fan of injustice, and promised to overturn any case in Beishu without being subject to the jurisdiction of the government. Then he took the initiative to resign and wanted to travel to other places.
On the day Gongsun Mo left the capital, Lu Yan went out incognito, and he and Huo Lang rode horses to see him off to the suburbs. It was the grain in ear season, with lush grass and singing birds, and the fields were filled with people working in the fields. For a while, no one noticed these three distinguished young men.
Lu Yan pulled the reins and looked at Gongsun Mo with a half-smile: "You only want to bring honor to the family, but now I offer you a high position and generous salary, but you refuse to accept it. If you regret it in the future, this promise will still stand."
The weather was hot, and the fan in Gongsun Mo's hand finally looked less obtrusive. He fanned twice to drive away the heat, and said with a smile: "My father said that the reputation of the Gongsun family was built up by word of mouth among the people of the world. If I were an official in the court, I would only be a local resident, and I would only face the people of the capital all year round."
"This world is huge. There is not only the capital, but also tens of thousands of states and counties. This world is vast. There is not only the Beishu country, but also tens of thousands of tribes. In my lifetime, I want to go to places that my ancestors have never set foot on and redress the injustices that they have never encountered. Now that my father's wish has been fulfilled, I can also set off. Thank you, Your Majesty, and the prince for seeing me off."
Lu Yan smiled and sighed. He was dressed in a white robe with a Qilin jade belt around his waist. He was very handsome. If he had not experienced a great change in his childhood, he might have become a famous doctor in Ruzhou now: "It's hard for you to forget the will of your ancestors. I also made a great wish in my life to practice medicine and save lives, and to resolve the disasters in the world. However, I never thought that I would become the emperor by mistake. I have nothing to give you, so I wish you a smooth journey and a good reputation in the world soon!"
Gongsun Mo winked at him and hinted wildly: "Actually, if Your Majesty wants to give something, it's not impossible."
He would not mind throwing away gold, silver, pearls and jade.
Lu Yan was stunned when he heard this. He saw Gongsun Mo rubbing his fingertips and making a gesture of counting money. He understood immediately. He suppressed his smile, stretched out his long arm, and directly pulled a money bag from Huo Lang's waist and handed it to him: "You travel around the world, I think you need to go through a lot. This is a little gift from me and the Regent King. I hope you won't refuse it."
Huo Lang was unhappy: "Hey!"
He didn't say he would give the other party money.
Gongsun Mo was quick to grab the money bag and opened it. He saw that it was full of gold leaves and gold ingots. He was so happy that his teeth were not visible. This Regent was too rich. "Okay, okay, thank you for your gift, Your Majesty. The mountains and rivers will remain unchanged, and we will regret it later!"
As if he was afraid that Huo Lang would return, he immediately turned around and ran away. He was holding the money bag and laughing so hard that he almost fell off.
Huo Lang looked at Lu Yan in dissatisfaction: "Why did you give it all to him? It's full of gold!"
Lu Yan just smiled and said, "There is plenty in the treasury. Go and take as much as you want."
Huo Lang snorted: "Who cares?"
He didn't know what he was thinking of when he stopped talking, and suddenly asked seriously, "Why didn't you see that demon Taoist?"
Since that day when he came out of the palace, Mo Hen seemed to have disappeared from the world and never appeared again. He only left a letter saying that he would travel around the world and they would meet again if destined.
Lu Yan held Huo Lang's hand in the air and rode back slowly: "He has finished what he should do and will leave naturally, but we will have a chance to meet again in the future."
Huo Lang felt it was a pity, after all, the man's fortune-telling was quite accurate: "Then when will he die?"
Lu Yan shook his hand and deliberately pondered for a moment before saying, "Hmm... next life?"
Huo Lang did not comment: "Who can know what will happen in the next life?"
Lu Yan was determined: "I know."
Huo Lang glanced at him, his lips curled slightly: "I usually call you the Son of Heaven, you really think you are the Son of Heaven, then tell me, if there is a next life, can we meet again?"
Lu Yan smiled deeply: "Yes, of course I can."
Huo Lang raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Then in the next life, I will be the emperor and you will be the general."
Lu Yan said in a long tone: "But I don't know how to march and fight."
Huo Lang cursed softly, "You idiot king, you don't even know how to do this. I'll teach you when we get back!"
Gongsun Mo rode in the opposite direction of them, lying on his horse's back in the sun, and slowly walked towards the waterway. He held a folding fan in his hand and raised it above his head. On the front was the "Fish and Dragon Poem", and on the back was a new lyric he had come up with, which he had even found the interest to compose into music:
“The king is not a king, and the king is not a king.
The young master in white is unmatched in the world.
Who said that you can’t enter the temple?
Jade belt, unicorn fur coat worth thousands of gold,
Whipping a horse is better than the spring breeze.
Under the dragon robe, there is a storm.
How can one wear the twelve tassels of the emperor's crown? "
Gongsun Mo half-closed his eyes in the sunlight, humming and singing: "Why do you wear the twelve tassels of the emperor? The black veil of the prince is heavy, how can it compare to the light white clothes? I, the young master, am as good as a god when I have nothing to do."
A row of wild geese flew overhead in a V-shape. They flew south when the weather was cold and north when the spring came. Year after year was like the last, with hundreds of flowers blooming and frost and snow passing by.
Looking back, the boat has passed thousands of mountains...
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