The reborn princess kills the whole capital

Chapter 481 The Lonely Moon

Yuan Jing did not stop any longer and walked in the thin night, his figure gradually becoming smaller.

He was once angry at Wen Yan for not listening to his advice, and came to the capital to visit him when he was at his most famous. When he calculated that he was destined to be doomed, he couldn't help but come to look for him. Although he did nothing, he was witnessing his fate step by step. Variety.

Yuan Jing had seen Wen Yan's initial appearance, which was so cold and inhumane that even in front of the person who raised him, he still didn't smile.

Jin Yan didn't know that the most difficult thing for everyone in Buzhou Mountain was not the anguish of cultivating Taoism, let alone the long loneliness, but how to make Wen Yan smile and make him appear in front of everyone more.

Yuan Jing went down the mountain and saw a flesh-and-blood Wen Yan. His steps became brisk or heavy, his face became cold or soft, and finally he didn't look the same.

So I swallowed the words that came to my lips. It turns out that my child still has such a side.

He felt lonely because he could not discover it, but he was also delighted by the smell of fireworks around him.

Yuan Jing has never asked his disciples to seal off their love, and Buzhou Mountain has long been no longer the legendary place where immortals hang out. The people there are also people with very different personalities, but have been abandoned by society or their families.

He taught them the skills of divination. The ancient books there have been passed down for thousands of years, and they can see all kinds of strange things. Before Wen Yan arrived, he was the best among them in learning. Later, he found that Wen Yan was more talented. .

Therefore, he originally planned to pass Buzhoushan's mantle to him, but was rejected by this kid.

The figure disappeared at the corner of the street, but Wen Yan still stood where he was.

His eyes followed him, as if they overlapped with long-lasting memories. In those days, Yuan Jing always walked towards him, and today he left.

My heart suddenly became empty, like the dull pain of a belated parting.

"You can go back when you have time in the future."

Hearing a voice from beside him, he froze slightly, pursed his lips, and the hands beside him opened and tightened somewhat helplessly.

The surroundings became silent, and the breeze carried the coolness of spring. Jin Yan turned her head and looked at his face. Although she had put on makeup and changed her appearance, it seemed that nothing had changed.

She raised her voice heavily, but was afraid of disturbing him, so she slowly put it down.

"Let's go."

After saying this in the softest tone, she walked in front, towards Prince Jin's Mansion.

Realizing that the people behind her hadn't caught up, she stopped and turned around, "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Wen Yan followed.

Jin Yan opened her lips without saying a word and continued walking ahead.

The clear moonlight fell on the two of them, and Jin Yan's thoughts drifted away.

She thought of what Tianshi said just now, felt the enthusiasm in his eyes when he looked at her, and thought of Wen Yan's murderous intention towards him.

All this becomes traceable.

But they didn't mention anything.

We went back to Nuanyang Courtyard together, and then went back to their rooms separately.

Jinyan bent her knees and sat on the soft couch, covered with a thin blanket, but her eyes fell outside the window.

The moon hanging on the branches is so lonely.

"Princess, go to sleep."

Haitang couldn't help but remind him loudly.

It was only two days ago that she discovered that the princess usually turned off the lights in her room, but she sat on the couch for several hours. If she hadn't happened to see her by the window two days ago, Haitang would have been kept secret. .

So she and Xiao Qi took turns guarding her for the past two days.

Seeing that it was almost the fourth watch, she had already yawned countless times and couldn't help but give a reminder.

Jin Yan came back to her senses and hummed softly.

She got up and went to the bed, but suddenly she saw a figure standing under the corridor.

The crescent-white clothes are very conspicuous, and the tall figure looks lonelier than the moon.

As if feeling her gaze, Wen Yan also turned his head and looked over.

The moment their eyes met, both of them were stunned for a moment.

Jin Yan thought for a moment and chuckled, "I can't sleep anyway, so go warm a pot of wine."

She goes out.

Under the Luan tree in the yard, the fire was dimly lit. On top was the fine plum blossom wine, which Jin An kept privately. Jin Ran stole some as a gift to her, but she never had a chance to drink it.

The side dishes to go with the wine are beef and peanuts made by the chef at home.

"Let's sit down together."

Jinyan sat on her usual rocking chair, bent her knees and put her feet on it, leaned back, and looked up at the sky outside the courtyard wall.

Wen Yan sat down opposite her, his eyes falling on her face.

Thin.

Jin Yan has lost a lot of weight recently.

She has always loved to eat and was diligent. She was either studying or busy with things in the shop. Recently, she seemed much more leisurely. She was still eating, but she still looked thinner.

Staring at her chin in a daze, he sighed softly unconsciously.

Jin Yan turned her head, with doubts in her eyes, "If you don't want to stay here, just go back."

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, knowing that she had misunderstood, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

"Master..."

A soft cry made his pupils dilate, with shock and spreading pain in his eyes.

Sourness overflowed from the corner of his mouth, making him slowly smile. For the first time, he discovered that there were times when he smiled that was not pretty.

The disguise on Wen Yan's face has been washed away. His face is pale and almost transparent. He seems to be in poor health again.

Jin Yan poured a cup of plum blossom wine in front of him and drank a cup herself.

Her eyes were filled with mist, and she looked up at the sky.

"I used to always want to live clearly, with flesh and blood, eat delicious food, sleep in, stand on top of power, do everything that makes me feel comfortable and happy, and then live forever without worries."

Her voice was low, thinking of how she felt when she was first reborn.

Because the days in the painting were too boring and the loneliness was deep in her bones, she could only recall it over and over again. In the end, the most painful memories became numb.

She really hoped that someone would show up every day, so that person would always appear in front of her for an hour or two.

Sometimes if he doesn't come for two or three days, those two or three days will become very long.

She felt lazy and withered, feeling dull.

Fortunately, she came back to life.

Therefore, she cherished her life and was eccentric, taking every step, going to the capital to recognize her relatives, going to the academy to study, learn martial arts, learn medical skills... She wanted to do everything, and she also wanted to accumulate more power.

She thought that such a life would be colorful, but this time, she once again felt that life had become black and white. .