The Queen is Coming To the Bowl - Chapter 133

Frost leaves are flying red, the layers of forest are dyed, and another year of winter is coming.

A sharp and bright light and shadow danced in the woods, rolling up a long light dust, blowing the rustling maple leaves, as light as the light sash of white clothes, but effortlessly made the whole forest tremble.

The long sword in plain clothes swirled and swung all the way to the river bank, until the tip of the sword stirred up three or two water splashes, and the dust fell on the upper of the shoe, and a few brown plums bloomed, and the series of sword dances stopped.

Jiang Xun’s arm gradually fell to her side, the hilt of the sword as heavy as iron was held in her hand, and it was easy to lift and lower it.

Her eyes were not taken away by the sword body glowing with cold light, but she was fascinated by the gurgling water.

In a short time, the weather will cool down, and the long river will be frozen again. The temperature on the mountain is low, and there are several goose feather heavy snowfalls every year, covering the ground. When you wake up in the morning and open the window, the whole world is a vast expanse of white. Snow covered it.

A piece of fallen leaves fell on the water, and was redirected by the collision of scattered stones. After a lot of tossing, he finally walked forward with the water all over his body.

three years.

Before I knew it, I had been in Bicang Mountain for three years.

It was only late autumn, but a little snow floated in Jiang Xun’s heart, and it fell on the land where no grass grows, adding a bit of mottle to it.

Three years are not long or short, and many things have changed unconsciously.

The confused girl in the past has gradually lost her greenness in the day-to-day training and practice, and the baby fat on her face has faded away, revealing a well-defined mandibular angle. Those eyes that were always full of tears calmly looked at the twilight of the mountains and plains at this time, the pupils were as deep as a star river embedded in white marble, only the floating light could be seen, but the background color was not seen.

Time has gradually precipitated the emotions, but it has not reduced the hatred. Instead, it has become a tattoo that burns in the heart.

Since falling off the cliff, Jiang Xian has never left Bicang Mountain, but he has not been isolated from the world. The Fufeng faction has its own sources of information, and she has been paying close attention to what happened outside in the past three years.

The Shao family was in decline, the emperor was sluggish, he favored traitors, and ruled the world into a mess. The weather is getting colder, but the anger of the people is getting higher and higher. For example, the dry wood that has drained all the moisture can only be burned when the sun comes out.

Under the repression of power, there will be no voice of opposition, and naturally there will be no voice of support.

One side is the people full of resentment, and the other side is the royal family that prides itself on being honorable. In this confrontation, the brutal rule drove both sides to a dead end, while the selfishness and indifference of the vested interests caused the pointer of the scale to shift quietly.

Yun Guo took the lead in rising, and all the troops and horses came out from the ground, and the road was unobstructed. When they approached the capital, the number of people who joined had tripled.

The world is in chaos.

Jiang Xian looked up at the sky, there was no sun today, and when he looked up, there was an endless light blue.

The birds have passed the winter and will not come back until the next spring.

When they left, the world was silent. When they come back, I am afraid that there will be smoke everywhere.

The snow in my heart fluttered and fell, breaking the maple leaves into a stream of red water, flowing from the inside to the outside, and finally merging with the river in front of me.

The clarity instantly turned into red, as if it was a torrent from hell.

it’s time.

Jiang Xun tightened his wrists, held the long sword fiercely, and secretly exerted two points of strength, which should be enough to cut off their heads with one sword.

“But it’s decided?”

The soft words shook Jiang Xian’s tense nerves away, the strength on her wrist loosened, and the pale knuckles trembled slightly uncomfortably.

Jiang Hao put away his sword, turned around suddenly, and bowed to Qingyao: “Master, please forgive my disciple for deciding to say goodbye this time.”

Qingyao looked at Jiang Xun, her eyes were still gentle, and the sternness of peace during training was like two people.

“It’s a matter of time,” she sighed softly, “this time, will there be a return?”

The corners of Jiang Yan’s lips showed bitterness, and his eyes were not diminished: “The hatred of the family and the country is ahead, and I am determined to never return.”

As the door was about to close, Jiang Xun took a last look at the courtyard inside through the gap, the place where she had shed countless sweat and tears over the past three years.

At the moment when the gate was closed, the sound of the stone wall fitting shook the crystal in Jiang Xun’s eyes.

Blood and tears have since printed cold iron.

“Card!”

Hearing Wei Qian’s sound card, the entire crew breathed a sigh of relief, and finally finished filming this part of the scene.

It’s going to snow in the mountains tomorrow, and I don’t know when it will stop. Eighty percent of the scenes here are outdoor scenes, the river is frozen, and the snowflakes are uncontrollable, making it difficult for the camera to focus.

So these two days the entire crew was stretched out, and the logistics were busy dismantling the temporary buildings on the mountain, and the crew could not delay the quality, so they could only rush work day and night, for fear that if the filming could not be finished, it would be delayed until it snowed tomorrow. Done. If the weather is bad, the shooting progress will be slower and slower. When the shooting is over, the road out will probably be almost crushed by snow.

Up to the director, down to the two dogs raised by the security department have not slept for two days.

Wei Qian touched the back of his head, and he always had the illusion that he was a lot balder than two days ago. After confirming that all the shooting footage had been saved, he picked up the horn and asked all departments to pack up and return immediately, waiting to return to the city before eating.

Still want to stay here for dinner? But don’t suddenly block the road with heavy snow, then wait to be eaten by wolves.

It was freezing cold in the mountains, and I didn’t realize it when I was filming again. Now that all the work is done, the coldness came up with a “swoosh”.

Go, go, go.

Qiao Qiao also thinks so. As soon as the director finished calling the card, her whole body relaxed and she wiped away her tears. Although her feelings were still in the sadness and reluctance in the play, her reason had returned to reality.

I can finally meet Xie Yuanyi!

Although everyone hasn’t slept a lot in the past two days, but now they are all tidying up their things one by one.

It is still thanks to Lu Tao, a health expert, who made Amway Goji ginseng tea everywhere, so that everyone who hasn’t opened the stove for almost a day has survived until now. It’s all hanging by a mouthful of ginseng whiskers.

The crew of the crew gradually drove away, Qiao Qiao watched the large mountain gradually disappear from sight, turned back and leaned on the seat, and fell asleep with a tired look.

The author has something to say: Are you all asleep? (Inquiry from the author of insomnia and alopecia)