The two women were slowly entering the city.

"After five horses have been tired from running here, it's time to take a good rest." One of the girls in lotus clothes with a sword at her waist raised her head and looked at the horizon, her words full of tiredness.

"We're finally almost at the end." The woman in white next to her smiled softly at the girl in lotus clothes.

The girl in lotus clothes also laughed. Suddenly, the breeze blew over her young and lovely cheeks, brushing away the tiredness. She turned around and found that this city was not as hot and unbearable as the city they passed through, but was as warm as spring.

, full of out-of-season flowers.

The woman in white glanced at the butterfly rushing into the city, "What's going on here?"

The two of them settled in a restaurant and ordered a few dishes of side dishes and a pot of tea.

A woman in a red shirt sat alone in front of the guardrail, drinking wine, looking at the spring scenery of the city. The flag of the restaurant was fluttering in the wind beside her. She lifted her veil and took a sip of wine. Her behavior was full of amorous feelings, which was unusual.

Woman. However, there was a subtle sigh hidden in the sip.

The girl in lotus clothes put down her chopsticks, and her intuition told her that this woman in red shirt had a story.

"Do you know, it is clearly July at this time, why is Chang'an City so warm as spring?" The woman in red shirt seemed to notice that someone was looking at her, and a sentence came out of her cherry mouth softly, almost like the sound of nature.

.

"I would like to hear the details." The girl in lotus clothes said respectfully.

The woman in red shirt turned her head slightly and looked towards the Suzaku Gate in the south.

Hundreds of years ago, the rebels united with the foreign ethnic groups in the state, border neighbors and overseas Japanese and Japanese to sweep into the Tang Dynasty. At that time, there were many crises on the border, but there was endless singing and dancing in Chang'an City. People thought it was a rebellion that could be suppressed at any time.

Didn't take it to heart.

However, a dancing girl with a sword left the prosperous early Tang Dynasty Jiaofang and entered the world.

When she left, the spring scenery in Chang'an was just right, and it lived up to its reputation as the "Imperial City of Smoke and Willows" that has been passed down through the ages. The flowers were blooming leisurely, and even the emperor came with hundreds of civil and military officials to see her off.

"Why leave?"

"Because, I can no longer see any shadow of the prosperous times here." The dancer looked back at the splendid Chang'an City, with a look of unruliness in her eyes that should not appear on the dancer.

"Since ancient times, the only dynasty worthy of the word 'prosperity' is the Tang Dynasty. The territory expanded to eight wastelands, why not see a prosperous age?"

The dancer did not answer this question, but carried her sword and walked out of the Suzaku Gate, leaving behind a desolate figure that would be remembered by the entire city of Chang'an. A few months later, in the cold winter, heavy snow fell in Chang'an, covering the original

The prosperity of the city has also covered away the numerous frozen bones, but inside the imperial tower, it is as melting as spring, and the birds are singing and singing.

"Then play music, then dance."

And dozens of miles away, black iron hooves broke through the wind and snow all the way, sweeping towards Chang'an City, and there was no grass on the road.

An hour later, the city of Chang'an was in flames and crows were everywhere. But the foundation of the Tang Dynasty could not be shaken. The imperial army fought to the death and the rebels who entered from every city gate were effectively contained.

But they ignored the Suzaku Gate.

The Suzaku Gate witnessed the moment of unification of the world and also opened the prelude to the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The destruction of the Suzaku Gate also symbolized the beginning of the collapse of the prosperous age. An extremely elite team of rebels entered the city from this gate.

However, when this group of rebels reached the Zhuque Street under the Zhuque Gate, they were blocked.

What blocked them was not a tiger or wolf master, but a woman holding a sword. What she danced was the "Sword Dance" that once pleased the emperor.

However, some people say that it is not all about swordsmanship, but also involves another kind of sword dance.

Later, the rebels withdrew from Chang'an City. At dawn, the beacon fire in the city clearly had not stopped, and it was clearly winter, but the people in Chang'an City felt the spring breeze blowing on their faces, and the flowers that were supposed to bloom in spring unexpectedly bloomed out of season.

in full bloom.

"Such a peerless sword dance can usher in spring." The girl in lotus clothes took a sip of tea, and her words were filled with unfinished thoughts.

"It's an excellent story." The girl in white nodded in praise, but her eyes never left the woman in red.

"The story is naturally excellent and also extremely beautiful." The woman in red put down her wine glass and lightly scratched her fingernails across the pipa beside her, evoking a series of beautiful rhymes. The woman in white, who was proficient in music, felt the lingering sound that was still lingering in the air.

While I was amazed, I also felt a little vigilant.

The pipa sound of the woman in red shirt in front of me was soft and melodious, unparalleled in the world, and just as good as the five sisters I knew.

"It's just that no matter how beautiful things are, there are flaws. Those flowers only bloomed for one day and then withered. Today's flowers are no exception." The woman in red shirt smiled and said, "Please, two sisters, please come with me today."

Staying in Chang'an City, the beautiful scenery in this wrong season is great, but it only lasts for one day, so don't miss it."

"When I finish admiring it, I can leave for Luoyang."

The woman in lotus clothes who was originally full of relaxation and comfort suddenly changed her expression after hearing this. She stood up and wanted to draw her sword, but was stopped by the woman in white. She forced herself to calm down and looked at the woman in red, "

I don’t know where my sister came from and why she came to Chang’an.”

"I shouldn't have come here. What I wanted to go to was to the glamorous Jinling City and to the Qinhuai River where the moon is covered with gauze." The eyes of the woman in the red shirt suddenly became a little misty, "Just to negotiate a deal with someone.

, I had no choice but to come here.”

And on the street where she could see, three pedestrians passed by.

A man was dressed in black, but there was no shadow under his feet.

One person was wearing a jet-black feathered coat, with a crow resting on his shoulder.

One person was dressed brightly and had a colorful tattoo extending from his shoulder to his arm, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Now, do you see the difference between you and her?" Tang Yunying bent down and twisted a flower, and asked quietly.

Zisang Yinxue remained silent and did not answer.

"Actually, I'm stuck in my ways. I've been deceiving myself." Tang Yunying raised her hand and let the flowers fly into the spring breeze. "The flowers and moon tattooed on your body are not poisonous, so you can rest assured."

"What?" Zi Sang Yin Xue raised his head in shock. Even Tang Ya on the side was not expecting this and looked at Tang Yunying in surprise.

Tang Yunying smiled and said, "It's all my fault, my precious daughter."

"It can be considered that she was influenced by Gongsun, the little landlord. While she is pursuing her obsession, she still maintains a kindness in her heart."

"Although she made poison from her own blood, this poison can cure all poisons."

Gusu, Liuyue Villa.

A woman wearing a white hat is sitting in the waterside pavilion, playing the jade flute.

Suddenly, a gust of northeast wind blew gently, blowing away the scorching heat for a moment. Even the noisy cicadas suddenly stopped in this gust of wind. The woman put down the flute from her lips, and the spring breeze also flowed in.

After listening to the jade flute, a pleasant and melodious tune arose, harmonious and melodious.

However, the woman did not become happy because of this, but fell into deep solemnity.

After a long time, she sighed.

"Rumors stop with the wise, and grudges stop with the present. However, fate is like rain. Once you get involved, you cannot escape it."

"I hope your and his fate will not be a disaster."

PS: Chapter 150 is dedicated to the heroine’s ancestors~

After reading it, many people will feel strange and feel that there seems to be a gap between this chapter and the previous chapter. Regarding this point, I plan to use Zi Sang Yin Xue’s memories to show the dance of the heroine near the end of this novel.

This sword dance is also a foreshadowing
Chapter completed!