naruto-story Chapter 282 She was here for a long, long time
Chapter 282 She was here for a long, long time
Today's palace banquet, most of the eunuchs and maids in the palace went on errands, and basically there were only gatekeepers left in each palace. There were not many people along the long palace road.
Jin Yan looked at the tallest building and walked forward. The magnificent palace stood tall and tall in the southeast of the palace.
She stood at the bottom and looked at the long stairs, seemingly unable to see the end.
The heartbeat was a little faster for no reason, and the hand holding the rice paper tightened again .
"Haitang, you wait here, I'll go in first."
With Xiao Tong's token, she got inside almost unimpeded. Fortunately, she had some martial arts skills, otherwise these 99 steps would probably kill her.
The heavy door was pushed open by her, and the sudden influx of wind made the candlelight inside flicker.
Jin Yan ducked inside and closed the door.
A sense of familiarity hits you!
She stared blankly at the scene in front of her, just standing there, as if she had been cast a restraining spell !
Everything overlapped with the black and white picture in my memory, the big cylinder, the round desk, the chessboard and the incense burner on the desk...
Even the shape of the lamp was the same as the one she had seen.
It turns out that the top is transparent, and you can definitely see the moonlight pouring down at night.
It turns out that's where they were sitting while they were talking .
She knew this place . She had stayed here for a long time in her previous life. It was also here that she heard that Chang Zhe had become a general, that Xi Yunnuo had become an emperor, and that Xiao Yi was also an emperor. …
The man's voice seemed to come from far away from the sky. Thinking about it carefully, he even felt helpless that iron could not become steel.
She watched them walking around in front of her in the painting every day. Most of the time, he was alone, sitting in front of the case and fiddling with something, over and over again.
Such a person is really boring, even more boring than she is in the painting.
By the way, he would sometimes be in a daze in front of her.
Jin Yan couldn't see his face at that time, and didn't know whether he was looking at herself or something else on the wall.
I could only hear him whispering in a low voice sometimes, but I couldn't make out what he was whispering.
Does he know that the painting is actually her soul?
Jinyan thought a lot, and some memories that she had not thought of for a long time suddenly attacked her. They all came to her mind, making her confused and suddenly feeling sad.
" Ayan ..."
Suddenly there was a voice, but it seemed like a dream. Where had you heard this?
"How did you come here?"
Yes, someone was talking to her.
Jin Yan turned her head mechanically and looked at Wen Yan, who was holding a scroll not far away, with a look of astonishment on his face that had not receded.
That perfect face was filled with the warmth of the candlelight. Her eyes fell on him, shining with countless soft lights. The cinnabar on his forehead was so obvious, bright red and alluring.
The beautiful hair hangs neatly on his chest, and on his forehead ...
Wen Yan walked up quickly, scratched the tip of her nose, and smiled, "What's going on?"
"No, nothing."
Jinyan Kankan came back to her senses and looked sideways again, "It's just the first time I saw the place where Master works, so I was a little surprised."
Her voice was a little hoarse, her throat was a little sticky, her breathing was short, and she couldn't get out of her emotions for a while.
Everything is too coincidental.
She remembered that she seemed to have seen him in Harvest Town. At that time, he was on the house, like a god from outside. She was just shocked for a moment, but she didn't take it to heart.
She thought of the flower-filled road they walked together in Sichuan City.
She remembered so many things from the past ...
But in the end, they all stopped at this place, Zhaixing Tower...
Her painting should be hung in the northeast direction, facing the door .
So she often couldn't see who was inside, and often couldn't hear who said what, but sometimes she could hear something. If they were talking on the case, they would be very close to her.
"Are you uncomfortable?"
Wen Yan turned his head and glanced in the direction where Jin Yan was looking just now, then quickly recovered and held her arm.
Jin Yan shook her head to calm herself down.
"I'm here to give Master the calligraphy I've been practicing these past few days. Master can take a look."
She said something dryly, but her hands were unable to take it. The rice paper fell to the ground, and her not so good handwriting was instantly scattered all over the floor .
Wen Yan almost subconsciously squatted down to pick it up.
The crescent-white robes were scattered on the ground and spread out, forming a sharp contrast with the dark red floor . His whole person was bright and bright.
He stretched out his hands and closed them one by one, solemnly and cautiously, his long and fair hands with clear joints, holding her ugly words, somewhat stiffly.
"Master..."
Jin Yan called softly, and he paused, collected the last piece of rice paper, a thick stack, and then stood up.
"How many did you make up last night?"
He asked, without any questioning in his words, but he was also very sure that she was just improvising.
Jin Yan's eyes fell on those words , "Not many, maybe twenty."
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, put the scroll and rice paper under his arm, and then took her right hand and looked at it.
You can't tell or anything, but it does hurt a lot.
She squeezed it gently with moderate force. She gasped in pain and immediately pretended that nothing happened.
Jin Yan raised her eyes and looked over, "Why didn't Master go to the palace banquet?"
"There are still some things to do. I have to go there in a while. I didn't expect you to come here."
No one spoke after that.
Jin Yan shrank her hands, took a step back, curtsied and saluted, "I...I 'll go over first."
Wen Yan's hands froze in the air, his eyes changed, and in the end he just nodded, "Okay, go. I'll keep these for now."
Jin Yan was out of the door when a gust of wind suddenly blew. She didn't notice and was staggered by the wind.
It ’s really windy here !
She squinted her eyes and looked over. Every corner of the palace seemed to fall into her eyes, and the palace banquet area was also brightly lit.
The sky has not yet completely darkened, and lights are already burning everywhere. It is the transition between night and day, and it makes people live forever.
Jin Yan felt a sense of shame as if she had been stripped naked, a sense of faith in a trance, a mixture of crazy suspicion and crazy certainty...
She put her hand on her heart and felt that she was probably crazy!
The speed of this heartbeat was so fast that it was deafening and confusing. It made her feel light and her mind went blank. What happened just now...
She always felt like she should say something.
Something should be said.
She turned around and opened the door again. Wen Yan turned around and looked over, with confusion on his face.
Jin Yan's breathing was stagnant, and she quickly smiled, "The palace banquet is about to begin. Master, hurry up. I'll wait for you."
The smile bloomed on that face at this time, and the sudden appearance of skylight formed an eternity in the alternation of night and day.
Outside the door that was only opened a little , the summer wind blew her hair and dress into a mess , but it gave rise to a broken and delicate beauty. .