抚琴之人<></span>身着白衣<></span>翩然若仙<></span>他轻轻低头<></span>但见皎洁如秋月的肤色<></span>而那一双乌黑眸子<></span>恰如山间清泉般<></span>静静流淌<></span>

脸颊轮廓清逸<></span>黑眸顾盼之中<></span>唯有灵韵非凡<></span>唯有流风回雪<></span>似能嗅到淡淡书香；然而这温文之后<></span>诗意气质之外<></span>却也隐隐有武者睥睨天下的气势<></span>

闲烹山茗听瓶声<></span>炉内识阴阳之理；漫履楸枰观局戏<></span>手中悟生杀之机<></span>他不动<></span>也不笑<></span>便是一曲得天地灵秀而写就的长歌<></span>

此刻<></span>长眉轻锁<></span>黑眸氤氲<></span>璇玑宫宫主易初寒似在叹息<></span>

而执棋子之人<></span>虽青衣一袭<></span>却是高贵耀眼<></span>俊朗非常<></span>身姿虽瘦削<></span>却如山峦岿然不动；神色虽平静<></span>却仿佛蕴含无尽力量<></span>只是波澜起伏之前的宁静<></span>

眉宇之间有挥之不去的哀愁<></span>深眸之中有难以忽略的禁锢<></span>却都化作唇边那一抹苍凉笑意<></span>

那是笑<></span>却也不是笑<></span>苍白的唇轻轻勾起<></span>那是泪<></span>

花逞春光<></span>一番雨、一番风<></span>催归尘土；竹坚雅操<></span>几朝霜、几朝雪<></span>傲就琅玕<></span>

他凝眉思索<></span>只看得<></span>俊秀绝伦的侧脸上<></span>竟带了几分怔忪之色<></span>

<></span>回宫主的话<></span>云宫主并无大碍<></span><></span>恭敬有加的着<></span>少女递上书信<></span>

<></span>铮<></span>的一声<></span>琴音已断<></span>易初寒缓缓将信接过<></span>静静读完<></span>长叹一声<></span>幽幽道：<></span>她还是这个性子……<></span>

青衣男子轻轻一哂<></span>却不答话<></span>自顾自又在棋盘上落下一子<></span>明眼人却能瞧出<></span>虽然是自己同自己对弈<></span>但这一子落的<></span>却是匆忙而慌乱<></span>

毫无格局<></span>

<></span>也罢<></span>我亲自下山<></span>将她需要的物事都带去……<></span>易初寒淡淡着<></span>沉静的眸子里<></span>有清浅的担忧与惧怕<></span>

璇玑宫宫主易初寒<></span>