After the beginning of winter, Nanqin had the heaviest snow of the year.
The plum blossoms on the mountain of Wenling Mountain bloomed early, and the crystal snowflakes wrapped in pink flower bones, swaying in the cold wind.
The winding path leading to the mountain was thick with snow, and a girl in a red velvet cloak was bouncing up and down the mountain.
The girl was beautiful, her little fair face was red from the cold, and she didn't pay any attention to it, and stepped on the snow with her feet mischievously, raising countless snowflakes.
She smiled in the fluttering snowflakes, and the corners of her eyes were fluttering, unparalleled.
When she was almost done, she waved her hands and shouted happily to the people behind her, "Auntie, you go quickly." ” A woman walked slowly along the winding mountain road, wrapped in a light green velvet cloak, with a beautiful and calm face, looking at the little girl with a gentle smile.
Whispered: "Princess, run slower, don't fall." ” The scent of plum blossoms swept in, and the little girl standing in the ice and snow waved her hands brightly, a soft red, like a scorching fire between the frost and snow.
It has a strong and vivid vitality, and it blooms in the wind.
The green clothes looked a little shaky, the princess's eyebrows had grown, and the smile on the corners of her eyebrows was brisk, which always taught her to be a little trance.
I vaguely saw the heavy door of the year.
Time has been in a hurry for ten years, and this wind and snow have fallen year after year, and the little bun in the swaddling clothes has quietly grown into a little girl.
After many years, I don't see the woman in the allure back then.
The wind blew into his eyes coldly, and Green Yi felt that his eyes were a little sour, and he squinted slightly before picking up his steps and continuing to walk towards the mountain.
The girl came over and took her hand.
Through the silk gloves, the green clothes tightly wrapped the girl's hand in the palm of her hand, gently warmed her hand, and counted her distressedly: "Don't use your hands to hold the snow again, my aunt will be angry if it freezes." ” The girl's lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was soft and coquettish: "Oh, auntie, it's fun here." ” Ask the scenery of Lingshan to enter the painting, otherwise, the world-famous painter will not have a home here.
At the end of this mountain is the mysterious and strange painting bone building.
The people who can enter this place are all people who have deep obsessions.
The snow is falling heavily, the green hills are surrounded by fog, and an inch of cornices can be seen in the distance in the fairyland.
"Let's go, it's almost there."
The green clothes led the girl, stepping on the deep snow and walking step by step, the snowflakes were swaying around Xuan'er behind her, silver and white.
The girl walked in a small shape, occasionally jumping and sometimes quietly, making a humming sound from her little mouth, exhaling a circle of white mist, and asking in a childish voice: "Auntie, why did my father come here?"
” From Beiliang to Nanqin, thousands of miles of road, frozen thousands of miles all the way miserable, my father did not ride a horse or a car, and walked this thousand miles step by step.
When I got here, I asked Lingshan.
The girl looked up at her with a red fluttering little face, her black and white eyes with starlight, ignorant and earnest.
Green Yi didn't know how to answer, so she pulled her on, scattering a fluttering word: "Your father, you have an obsession." ” "What is obsession?"
The little girl frowned, she was too young to understand what this obsession was.
I only feel that my father must have been very bitter when he walked that thousand miles.
At the end of the mountain road, I arrived at an empty platform, and the towering painting bone building in the clouds seemed to float in the snow mist, and it was unpredictable.
At the foot of the feet, there are mountains that wind for dozens of miles, and when you look up, you are covered in silver and mist.
As soon as the green clothes stepped on the platform, they saw two people in the snowy clearing, the gray-robed guard stood beside him, and there was a person kneeling beside him, wearing a black fox and phoenix robe, the hem of the clothes was spread out and falling thick snow, a graceful and noble man, and there were silver threads in his black hair.
He knelt straight, as devout as a Buddha believer, white flocculent in the snow, snow on his hair and shoulders, he didn't pay attention to it, and he was as strong as a pine growing outside this painting bone building.
Green Yi was sad in her heart, and Xiao Sui Yuan just asked her what her obsession was.
Obsession should be to travel thousands of miles like an ascetic, cross thousands of mountains and rivers, sweep the cold and hardships, sincerely seek to see the ancients, and paint the Helian Zheng who is loved in his heart.
Ten years have changed, everything is changing, Helian Zheng has silver threads in his hair, but he left that heart at the beginning of the years.
The heart remains the same, and the eternal attachment gives birth to obsession.
"Father."
Xiao Suiwan happily ran towards Helian Zheng, hugged his neck from behind, and hung the whole person on his back.
After kneeling for a long time, the man's frozen stiff body moved with difficulty, and his knife-like angular and cold face showed a shallow smile.
It's pampering, and I'm happy to see her.
"Father, why are you kneeling, it's so cold here, get up quickly."
Xiao Suiyuan frowned, and he already knew how to feel sorry for people.
Green Yi hurriedly pulled her off Helian Zheng's body, and coaxed softly: "Princess, be good, listen to your aunt's words, don't make trouble with the king." ” Xiao Suiyuan tilted her head, and the arrogant girl was already angry: "Who is so bold that he dares to let his father kneel here." ” She grew up in the Beiliang Palace, she has been noble and pampered since she was a child, and she has seen many people in the world kneeling to her father, but she has never seen her father kneel to anyone.
"Wish."
The man's voice was low and hoarse, a little tired, a little majestic.
Every time Helian Zheng said this, Xiao Suiyuan knew that his father was unhappy, and he didn't dare to make a fuss, biting his pink lips and looking at Helian Zheng aggrievedly.
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The green clothes lowered their heads, and pleaded for Xiao Sui's wish in a panic: "Your Majesty, it's not good to be a slave and a maid, the princess can't see you for half a year, so the slave and maid brought her." ” Helian Zheng left the sadness for more than half a year, and only took his personal guard Yun Yin, wading across the mountains to Southern Qin.
Since she was a child, she grew up with Helian Zheng's wish, but she refused to give up, and after making trouble for a long time, Green Yi had to bring her to her.
She knew that Helian Zheng must have come to ask Lingshan.
Ten years of recklessness, Helian Zheng's heart, she knows best.
Helian Zheng's cold eyebrows eased a little, and he coaxed the girl in a low voice: "Go down the mountain with my aunt and wait for my father." ” "I don't."
The girl pursed her lips in protest, and the little man got angry: "I'm going to go to the people inside and ask who gave them the guts." ” The little girl ran out nimbly, and was about to knock on the red door.
After years of erosion by wind and snow, the vermilion lacquer gate has been a little mottled, and a thin layer of frost has formed a thin layer.
As soon as she went up the steps, the Zhu Door squeaked open at this time, and a woman slowly walked out of the door, her gray-white robe was plain, and she lowered her eyes to fulfill her wish.
As soon as he saw her face, Xiao Suiyuan was startled.
In the howling cold wind, she saw that half of the woman's face behind the door was covered with dark brown scars, and her face was ruined and ugly.
A pair of eyes on her hideous face were looking at her indifferently.
Xiao Sui's angry spirit disappeared for a few points, and his little hands twisted his cloak, standing timidly at the door, and he didn't dare to speak.
The terrifying-looking woman looked at her quietly for a long time, was stunned, and made a low and dumb voice: "The wind is cold and the snow is heavy, the little princess will lead your father back." ”