"Nian Nian" "Completed" 234567891123456789 (Fan Wai)

Author: Mr. Erzhu

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I was blind, Wang Ye made it.

That guy had always been violent and arrogant, and he didn't know where to play the home remedies, so he fooled a pot of medicine for me to drink, saying that he had to try it for his heart and liver princess first.

The medicine naturally did not succeed, and gulped down, and the next day his eyes were black.

My mother held my headache and wept, and the tears flowed for five days. I listened to her and groped and wiped her face.

"You're crying blind again, and we can't even find my father on Huangquan Road."

After that day, there was no sound, but I couldn't hear the laughter.

Xu felt that he could not seek justice and was not willing to accept it.

After all, the prince is the master, and I am only a slave.

2

Later, Wang Ye was no longer a prince, and I was no longer a slave.

The new Tianjia swung into Jingzhao City and messed up the things of the old Tianjia. When the rebels who rushed into the palace saw me, they ripped through the only jade pendant of some value on my body.

I thought they wanted money, and I was just about to run back to the house and take out all my bits and pieces of belongings to change their way of life, when I heard someone shouting in excitement.

"General, the general's jade pendant!" It's the general's daughter!! ”

It turned out that I was the blood and bones of the general of the New Dynasty Expedition to the North, and I cried and laughed.

They were all stupid when I was happy, but in fact I was just thinking about the appearance of the machete in their hands, the appearance of the machete of my mother's life.

3

After surviving the dead, I learned that sometimes being blind is a good thing.

Just as I would never have seen who in this group had killed my mother, I wouldn't have to see what my tetanus-infected cheap father looked like when he died.

Just listening to the intermittent panting like an old man pulling a car, I knew that my father was still going to die, but much later than my mother expected.

From morning to night, the man on the bed seemed to have a lot to say, but the weak body gave him only one chance after all.

"Are you nian nian?"

Thoughts? Maybe I was going to call this name, but when I entered the palace as a slave, even the name had to please the master.

"My name is Zi Gui."

I didn't hear a sound, not even gasping for breath. Only when the man was dead, I stood up. Maybe it was the last moment of the return to the light, God actually gave my father the opportunity to say the whole thing again.

"You're thinking about it."

4

I have a new name, Cheng Niannian. I also moved into a big new mansion, the Zhenguo Gongfu.

The Zhenguo Gongfu has everything, the Zhenguo Duchess, the little grandfather, the second son, the third miss, a bunch of aunts and concubines who can't remember their names, that is, there is no Zhenguo Gong alone.

But although the cheap daddy is dead, I have to have a cheap lady again.

Obviously, she was still carrying filial piety at that time, but the Duchess of Zhenguo suddenly asked about my relatives.

"My mother promised me a kiss, the son of the treasurer of the Xipuzi, surnamed Zhang Xing'er."

It was a cripple, blind with a cripple, and when my mother was alive, she said that although this marriage was not easy to walk on the road, there was always someone who could accompany her.

But my cheap lady disagreed, she said I couldn't marry a cripple.

I can probably understand the rules of this group of people.

Noble people can't be with the poor eggs.

So two years later, she gave me to the half-cut nine-thousand-year-old who was about to go into the ground as a concubine.

5

Although she became a concubine, there was no difference to me at all.

For I am a blind, ordinary-looking blind man.

There are so many beautiful women delivered to the Nine Thousand Years House every day, and they can't take my turn. It was just that my sixth sister was a little pitiful, only sixteen years old, but she died on the first night of entering the house.

I didn't ask how she died, but her body was still mixed with the machete that took my mother's life.

During that time, I recognized once again that blindness is a good thing.

This thought reminded me of the prince who had poured me soup medicine, a fierce pair of eyes, although beautiful but really frightening, even the voice was, cold enough not to treat people as people.

But in the end, it is the old ancestor who is right, and the misfortunes and blessings depend on each other.

People who were so arrogant at the beginning are now afraid that they have long been graveyards and grass, and a blind son-in-law like himself may be able to live to a long life of one hundred years.

Who would have thought that the next day, full of silk pipe songs, I heard again, it was indeed the voice of the prince.

"Is the adult still here today?"

Without the previous anger and self-esteem, it was all a soft language to please, and it turned out that Wang Ye had become a nine-thousand-year-old male favorite.

At this time, I felt that blindness was not a good thing.

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6

After all, I am a layman, and I like to watch the tricks of Mr. Tea Shop that the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs.

So for the first time, I joined the inconspicuous concubines.

Listening to the slurs coming and going, I finally made it clear.

Wang Ye's life was kept by the princess's words.

"Somewhat cured my heart disease."

The lady was soft and soft, and the prince waved a big hand.

Since then, the prince has given nine thousand years old, and the princess has become the prince Liangdi.

It is really regrettable that this life was actually asked for by her own woman.

"What you ask for, that's revenge."

The people on the side were sneering, as if they were laughing at my stupid brain.

But I don't understand.

Wouldn't it be a deep sense of righteousness to commit oneself to others in exchange for one's own husband's life?

"You're like that, you think this slut's worth it."

I was at a loss for words.

This life is not worth anything, so what is the value?

Lying in bed at night, I muttered to myself, asking the same thing.

What exactly is worth?

It seemed that a light rain had fallen outside the window, and I remembered in a trance what my mother had said that year when she wiped her tears.

"It's still here."

7

I seemed to be back to the days when I was in the palace, no one waited, no one paid attention, all day long rough tea and light meals, daytime work and chat mixed eating and so on, and at night with the sound of the wind to do some boundless dreams.

The only difference is that the mother is gone, and the dream has become a nightmare.

Some time ago, I was glad to have fun, and I realized that I couldn't say much.

"Because you can become a nobleman anywhere."

This is what the aunt Willow, who often laughed at me, told me.

"Even if it's not the prince, it's the most favored person in the whole house, and you see so many Israeli waiters, how many of them can get a solitary compound and a pole under the people?"

Hearing this, I had to sigh at Aunt Liu's acumen and refinement.

Sure enough, it was the old forest Crouching Tiger hidden dragon in the deep mountains, looking at her younger than herself, she could actually say the same thing as "noble people are not with poor eggs".

Aunt Liu also said that she had seen Wang Ye's charming kung fu, which was really the top card of huancai lou.

This made me snort.

Probably because it was hard to imagine how the violent man could have made a seductive and delicate appearance, I had a panicked dream that night.

The person in the dream was dressed in a tulle, all around were dim, only the burning candle flame reflected the black shadow of the spreading sky, majestic like an eagle and like a snake, and when it was confused and suddenly, only soft and smooth blurred white muscles wrapped around the abdomen and neck, spitting out letters and licking slightly, as if the cold thorns were directly stimulating the heavenly spirit.

At this moment, I suddenly woke up, and I had a relationship.

Since no one had confided in me, I finally couldn't bear to tell Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu's eyebrows did not rise, and she only opened her mouth to spit out a word.

"Spring dream, you have spring."

She did not hide her contempt for me in the slightest, but she also expressed her understanding, after all, Wang Ye did have a good skin that was difficult to tolerate.

But she seemed to have forgotten that I was blind, and whether I looked good or not was a black thing for me.

However, because of this reason, I was able to be pulled by her to grow back to see.

"Do you have a bit of a number of your own situations?"

In the middle of the night, the cool breeze whizzed, and Aunt Liu, who crept in front of me, asked this question.

"Count it."

"Then you can understand that you have to have fun here in time."

Standing alone under the eaves, I understood as I listened to the laughter in the house.

It turned out that the joy that Aunt Liu said was the joy of fish and water, or the joy of fish and water that did not kill.

Concubines and male pets are really shocking.

Thinking back to the trembling tone of her voice when she entered the house, I decided that it was a real pleasure for her, and that everyone was stupid enough to let a blind man take the wind for her.

The blind man is not good at wind.

I didn't react until someone took an arm.

"Bring it here."

Familiar voice, before waiting for the next sentence, I "poofed" to my knees on the ground.

"The prince forgives the sin!"

Blurted out, all around the silence.

I suddenly realized that this was inappropriate, but it was too late to take it back, so I just shut up and waited until my heart beat like a drum.

"What's it called?"

"Slave rules."

It's a brain-thin sentence again.

I was very upset that I had done something wrong, and the other side had once been such a frightening master.

“……”

Still silent.

Only to hear the footsteps come over a little bit, a pair of hands, cool to the bone, the moment it touched my chin, my mind seemed to shake again through the dangerous spitting snake wrapped around the dream.

A thrill.

His face was jerked away, followed by a chuckle.

Silver bells ring softly, and the wind is fluttering.

It wasn't until my legs and feet were sore that I felt as if I was gone.

With a bunch of muffled murmurs and muffled groans of trepidation.

Early that morning, I didn't wait for Aunt Liu.

After that day, I had an aunt in my dreams.

8

Aunt Liu's death did not even leave a trace in the concubine's small talk.

Obviously, those relics were carried away by the crowd.

Maybe the laughter can really hide the silence and trepidation.

When I lie in front of the window, I often think like this.

As usual, it was always a feast for the nine-thousand-year-old wine pond meat forest.

Haunting wanton everywhere, indulgent laughter in the ears. All of this made me start fantasizing about the corners of Aunt Liu's happy mouth again, but in an instant it crossed the blade again, and it was in one place with the stinging edge, and it couldn't be separated.

Exhausted from my thoughts, I slipped out of the vestibule and tried to go back to the house to touch the pot of orchid leaves.

But in order to avoid the crowd, I finally detoured the road.

Standing under the roar of the crane, although I could not see the sun, I could expect its anxiety.

After a long time, I heard a slight noise in the distance, and I was rarely bold enough to climb the bushes and walk over.

"Whoops."

It was as if a bottle of wine had fallen to the ground.

When I leaned over to look for it, I was grabbed by a violent force and reached the pavilion pillar.

The sniffles are warm, but the words are just like the snakes in a dream, like falling into an ice cave.

"Don't think you can laugh at me."

The fingers tightened inch by inch, and the breathing was squeezed weaker and weaker.

I clutched the man's tiger's mouth with my life, and my crooked moans were like a clumsy duck's cry.

"The king... Grandpa, the slave didn't..."

Suddenly, there is a looseness, like amnesty.

Stumbled and pulled the things around him to get up, but did not want the silk he grabbed in his hand to fall smoothly.

"Boom!"

Another hesitation, I fell again like a dog on the ground.

Still laughing in the ear.

This time I was sure he was laughing at me.

In a panic, he gathered the silk in his hand, but the more he touched it, the more he realized that something was wrong.

It's a coat.

My heart trembled, and I didn't lift my head, but only raised my robe above my head in a different direction.

"Slaves don't... Is intentional offense. ”

The voice was trembling very clearly, and the waist was creeping very deferentially, perhaps looking completely disciplined, but only I knew it.

I curse words in my heart.

It's spineless.

Obviously, he is not good at dressing in the sky and daylight!

Trance felt the empty space in my hand, and I quietly moved my steps, ready to get up.

Unexpectedly, the sudden cold words simply frightened me to stick to the ground.

"Do you want me to die when you bite a prince?"

"Slaves don't dare."

For a long time, they were silent, only to hear the sound of the plain yarn dragging on the ground.

"Ji Wei, remember, my name."

Before leaving, he only left this sentence.

I couldn't help but be a little stunned, and when I reacted, I realized that I had missed the opportunity.

Originally, I wanted to tell him politely.

I'm not a sub-rule anymore.

I also have a name, Cheng Niannian.

My dad took it from my mother.

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9

Since that day, I always seem to be able to see Wang Ye casually.

Although he often reminded me that I should call him Ji Wei Gongzi, the habits of the early years were always difficult to change.

Not to mention that I was vaguely aware of it.

He liked the title.

After all, every time he tried to extinguish my faint fire, it was a "prince" that made him stop.

"Maybe to treat me like this is to force me to say those respectful words."

I don't know what day it was, but I suddenly realized this truth.

But the thoughts that immediately came up were still only uneasiness.

He has the leisure to play the game of cat catching rats, and I don't have so many lives to accompany.

Pain and pain.

I decided to take the initiative and win more opportunities for myself.

But when I handed over a box of pastries, all I heard was the sound of dishes spilling on the ground.

"That's all?"

He came over again.

Almost instinctively, I took several steps back.

"You think I'm such a slut?" You bring me something that Hanako doesn't even eat?! ”

The arm was pulled forward with a fierce hoop.

It seems that the cool breeze in the pool is pouring into the neckline, the rain and dew by the ears hit the leaves, and the lotus stems are slightly dangling.

Suddenly, a bad premonition arose.

"Flutter."

Half-cut body immersed in cool water.

Tangled underneath, grabbing my ankles and dragging them straight down.

Fortunately, at the moment of being thrown out, I caught a stone pillar of white jade.

His footsteps were still approaching, and I did not hesitate to shout out with the greatest strength in my life.

"Hanako eats! Even if it is difficult to eat Hanako, you will eat it! Wang Ye, you don't know Hanako, I've seen it, you give him a piece of cow dung and he can swallow it! ”

At that moment, I felt that even a gust of wind could drag me down, let alone this poisonous snake.

Surprisingly, things didn't go as I expected.

He pulled me up.

The wind fell on the forest, and the leaves moved invisibly, just like my trembling body.

There was a quarter of an hour of silence before he let me go.

Dragging a skirt of cold water, when I was about to go, I still couldn't help but cower and ask out.

"Wang Ye, is it really that hard to eat?"

In order to make this thing, my skin was cut off in a small piece.

"It's unpalatable."

The voice didn't carry the slightest emotion, so blocked that I couldn't even laugh.

Aunt Liu was lying to me after all.

What has changed Wang Ye, or the same temperament, how can such a person have the temperament of a small wind and a weak willow?

10

Maybe I tried my best to take a hot shower, and that night I actually had a good dream for a long time.

The dream is white, dazzling, look down on everything, and the only ear is full of shallow laughter and whispers.

Seems to be a mother-in-law.

Following the warm and melting light, he reached forward, but suddenly touched a pair of hands.

The phalanges are clear and the backhand is lightly held.

"Zigui girl, it's raining, send you back when you meet."

In an instant, the cool rain dripped between the eyebrows. When he turned his head, he saw the figure of the young man hidden in the clouds, only a few inches away from himself.

I couldn't help but raise my hand, and the moment I touched it, he suddenly turned into a thin wisp of smoke and drifted by.

"Where are you going?"

Panicking and trying to catch something, but not wanting to be blinded by another piercing light, when he saw it again, his feet turned into a squirming snake.

He opened his mouth and shouted, but he couldn't scream anything.

Stunned and looking down, I found that the bitter soup medicine in my mouth was rushing, pouring down, and the dirty water was spreading, directly to a pair of golden boots.

In the distance, the person in the dark golden robe breathed heavily, his eyebrows were like sheathed blades, his footsteps rustled, and he was approaching, just like the snakes in the darkness.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! ”

My heart was trembling, and the sourness couldn't help but bubble up, watching the mud swamp almost drowning in the nose, and when the mud covered my face, I suddenly opened my eyes.

It's still a nightmare.

I looked back and sighed, but I heard a familiar voice suddenly coming from the side of the bed.

"When I woke up, I drank the medicine."

Suddenly, he shrank back, and even his head hit the wall.

"WangYe?"

How could he be here?

I raised my hand and shook it, and as far as my tentacles could reach, it was indeed the familiar silk cloth tent, and the poor peony embroidery on it was still like that.

There was nothing wrong with my own bed.

"If you don't want to die, drink it."

The hot pottery bowl was stuffed with cold words, and in an instant I remembered the black soup medicine that I had received.

Only a confused brain would give me such determination.

"Snap" a sound, hot soup splashed around.

"Don't drink!"

"I'll bring another bowl."

Only this calm and calm sentence should have been received when it was good, but I don't know whether I had the consciousness to die, or whether I was originally a small person who had made progress, I actually roared again.

"It's useless to serve more, if you can't drink it, you won't drink it!"

"What do you want to do?!"

"I want to live, live! Don't try to force me again, you are not a prince! ”

The silence was like a knife hanging overhead, and I realized something in a trance, and my heart burst with remorse, but I remembered what my mother had said, and the water that was spilled out of the temper was still dead on my face.

I waited for a long time and didn't wait for Ling Chi's first knife.

Only the sound of the door clicking together was heard, and the person seemed to be gone.

With a long breath, his body instantly softened in the corner, but unexpectedly, he was pulled up again as soon as he shrunk into the bed.

Cold fingers squeezed my jaw tightly and forced my mouth open, and suddenly a stream of hot soup rolled into my throat, burning my tears down.

"If you are sick and don't drink medicine, you still want to live!"

There was a low roar of impatience in the ears.

I ignored it completely, but I cried more and more and more.

It was only when his voice was hoarse that the room sounded an impatient slamming of the door.

That night, the breeze brushed down the curtain through the door of my head, piercing me with excitement.

It wasn't that the wind was too cold, but that I finally reacted to how wanton the day was.

11

I thought that Ji Ying would not come again, but I didn't think that for several days in a row, he would stand in front of me with the bowl of medicine.

The brain is not burning, and the bottom line is gone.

Although I was still weak-hearted, I swallowed what he had handed me without saying a word.

About half a decade later, I found that my body was getting better, and I finally believed that it was really a cure.

"Thank you very much, Prince."

When he returned the empty bowl that had been drunk, he put another preserve in the palm of my hand.

I think it should be the habit of nobles, too bitter to eat some sweet slowly, but I am not practical for a rough person like me.

"Slaves don't need it, prince, you eat it."

Respectfully presented the thing back, but it was immediately thrown away.

What a waste.

I was scolding in my heart, but I didn't dare to say anything.

"Don't call him Wang Ye anymore."

Laugh and laugh, just as if it were the wind in the ear.

The sound of porcelain cups touching each other gradually sounded on the side of the bed, thinking that he was leaving, posing with a smile on his face, and not wanting to be greeted by a question.

"Do you hate me?"

I didn't know what kind of expression on my face was at this moment, but my heart was really only dazed.

Why do I ask such a question, and how do I respond?

Do I hate him?

I thought I was going to hate it, but I had never thought about it since I was blind.

It just feels like a flood, or a famine, and it comes.

Will you hate God?

"Slaves don't hate you."

But I want to stay away.

The second half of the sentence could not be spoken, because the collar was slammed up again, and the heat came over the face, as if to cover all anger.

"Why don't you hate me?"

What kind of words does he want to hear?

It was the first thought that came to my mind.

"Slaves don't hate their benefactors."

"Benefactor? What benefactor do I count you? ”

"If it weren't for the fact that the palace had given that meal, my mother might have returned to the west with my life in her belly."

The neckline suddenly loosened, and I quickly stepped back a few inches.

The breath drifted away, and there was a long silence, until the eaves skimmed over the three or two finches, and I heard him seem to chuckle.

"You're more affectionate than she is."

He was stunned and stayed where he was for a while before he reacted.

It turned out that Aunt Liu hadn't lied to me all.

At least the princess didn't do that out of deep affection.

12

Maybe it should be said that Aunt Liu didn't lie to me at all.

Kneeling in the vast hall, the creeping human voice seemed to be far away, but I still heard the cowardly tone.

"My lord, Ji Wei is just grateful because she saw the deceased."

"Oh? old friend? ”

"Yes, she..."

"You don't have to say," a sharp voice turned to me for a moment, "you say." ”

His forehead pressed against the ground, and the winter breath poured on the cold stone bricks, and a layer of dew suddenly appeared.

"Your Honor, the concubines used to be on errands in the royal palace."

There was no reply, only the pacing that was getting closer and closer, and the dancing clothes swept over to him, making a slight sound.

"You are from the Cheng family."

Instead of asking, I buried my head in disbelief.

"I heard that Cheng Feng only found his lost daughter before he died, and it turned out to be you."

"Yes..."

Before the words had even ended halfway, there was a loud laugh from the top.

"I really didn't imagine that the person that the old leper had been looking for all his life actually fell into my hands."

His heart trembled as he listened, and he squeezed his hand and did not dare to look up for a moment.

At the moment of the outburst, a breath suddenly came to the ear, and the words were gentle, as if he were just an elder who was dedicated to protecting the younger generation.

"I'm an old acquaintance of your father."

Looking back at the voice, he was about to answer, when suddenly, laughter filled the whole hall.

"How could I take care of your sister as soon as I entered the door?"

I only felt those crumpled hands reach over, and my chin was gently lifted.

"It's a water spirit look, Ji Wei, how about letting her live in Chengluxuan, which is much closer than Qi Yuan."

"The adult's decision, how dare Ji Wei ignore the beak."

The fingers rubbed the corners of the mouth, but the momentary touch still provoked me to be full of excitement, and the people in front of me laughed incessantly, and the words became more and more swinging.

"You don't want to be like your sister anymore, you just jumped into the well one night, and you don't know how I thought I was."

"To be favored by adults is a blessing for concubines."

I tried to suppress the trembling in my throat, trying to make the sound look less frightening, but the man's laughter suddenly stopped.

"You're not like Cheng Feng."

I was speechless and my face was thrown away.

"Well, the bones are a little softer, so let's do it."

Listening to the fading footsteps, I reacted in a trance.

That was the first time I had met the nine thousand years old who made Manchu Wenwu resentful but had a hard time speaking.

An old man with a broken candle, dragging old flesh as thin as bark, can lift the sharpest sharp knife, and never be soft on the bone. So much so that on the day she left the Cheng family, her cheap mother unexpectedly stuffed a pair of precious jewelry, and her words were earnest as if I was my own child.

"In the future, you have nothing to do with the Zhenguo Gongfu."

At that time, the sobs of the sixth sister only made me think that this was a sentence for abandoning the son.

But I didn't think that it was the way she gave me life.

No matter whether it is developed or suffered, no matter how the outsiders are related, I no longer need to worry about the lives of the Cheng family and the people in the mansion.

Lying silently on the soft bed of the tent.

The smell of Chenglu Xuan was far more delicate than that of the previous room.

I thought maybe I wouldn't be as embarrassed as my sixth sister, because I was blind and couldn't see anything, and there was no difference between me and nothing.

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13

From midnight to early morning, the only waitress who pushed the door in was the waitress.

The taciturn service made me feel very uncomfortable.

After all, in my heart, I am actually no different from them.

But I also knew that if I didn't accept this favor, these little girls would die even worse. Just like the maid who was beaten dozens of boards by the Duchess of Zhenguo, the next day she still had to get up with a smile and wash and change clothes for me.

Maybe in her heart, like Ji Wei, it was just a natural disaster.

I don't want to be a natural disaster.

Under strong pressure, I was anxious, waiting for the grate to comb from head to tail.

"What kind of hairpin does the girl want to wear today?"

Why did she call me a girl?

I turned to her and smiled

"Feel free."

"The girl seems to wear a white jade hairpin all day long, so why not change it to a butterfly pliers?"

Su Hand opened the ring on the table, only to hear a crunching sound, I suddenly grabbed something, and squeezed it in the palm of my hand in a panic.

The head of the hairpin is a small piece, but it is very warm to hold.

"Everything else is casual, I have to worry about this every day."

"The girl likes it so much?"

I handed her the thing and felt the coolness of the bun before I was relieved.

"Yeah, I love it."

The maids did not continue to ask, but Ji Wei, who had been running for several days, asked.

"This hairpin is important to you?"

I didn't want to answer him, maybe I was afraid he would take my last thoughts away.

"Ji Gongzi often comes these days, won't the adults blame him?"

He didn't say anything back for a long time, but the tea cup in his hand slammed on the table.

This was his usual way of getting angry, and since I had also lived in a small courtyard by myself, and with a group of maids, he had never had the opportunity to do anything to my life, so that in the end he could only threaten me with this noise.

But there were still a few times, when no one was around, he would force himself over, his lips close to the corners of my mouth, as if he was whispering something.

But often at this time, I was so frightened that I didn't hear it clearly.

He must have been upset that I would never call him Prince again.

One time, when I was cuffed by the wrist again, this thought flashed through my mind in a hurry.

But there is no way to do it, after all, I also have to live, there are so many people here, in case anyone hears the confession of nine thousand years old, it will only be me who will die.

"I just think that although you are the most liked by adults, you should also think about the long term." My mother told me before that hatred lasts longer than grace, and that you should be in the lower position and should be measured. ”

"Are you teaching me how to be a slave?"

A disdainful sneer came from the other side, and I scolded myself for talking too much, but I still smiled at him on my face.

"Just worry."

"What are you worried about?"

"The prince will also suffer natural disasters one day."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He didn't understand it at all.

I took a sip of my tea, but I didn't realize that I had gradually gained the courage not to respond to his questions.

The people next to him seemed a little angry, and Wu threw up his sleeves and left.

I thought he probably wouldn't have a chance to understand what I was saying for a long time, but he didn't want to be in a few days before natural disasters would really befall him.

14

In fact, ever since I stopped in Chengluxuan, I have always had a feeling of guilt of occupying the pit and not pulling.

Because nine thousand years old has never been here once, but there is no less expensive thing sent here.

Staring at the things that had moved into the courtyard, I could not help but suspect that there was a benevolent heart lurking under his cruel appearance.

Maybe he is really taking care of the daughter of the deceased?

But the sixth sister in the dream immediately drove this thought out of the cloud nine.

Nine thousand years old will have a fatherly heart, but it will never be directed at me.

The only thing that could be his righteous son, the murderous minions who did not blink, controlled Shen Qianhu of beizhen Fusi.

In fact, I have never met this person, I heard people around him say that his name is Shen Ji, this name is still taken by nine thousand years old, I think it is hoped that he can inherit the mantle.

"Shen Qianhu has been very well cared for by the Holy Lord, but in recent years, his affairs have been busy, and he has always been unable to find an opportunity to return to Beijing."

Speaking of this, the maid next to the voice often shuts up and does not speak again, no matter how she asks, she is still secretive.

It wasn't until the news of the righteous son's return spread throughout the mansion that I overheard them complaining.

"How come this Rakshasa is coming again?"

I don't understand, is Shen Ji scary?

The person in front of me gently lifted me up, and the hand holding the arm was just right, not holding the bone but also not without the strength to support it.

"It's all right."

There was a lot of noise all around, and the noise mixed with the order of wine and wine swept throughout the hall.

Nine-thousand-year-old banquets have always been like this, and it is so messy that I often hear a headache.

With the blind stick standing, I thanked the person in front of me several times.

After all, there are not many people who can help in this kind of table.

But the man seemed to have long gone.

I stepped forward, but suddenly I was grabbed by a fierce force.

The tone became very dull, and it sounded a little hoarse.

"Where's the girl?" I'll send you over. ”

"Don't bother."

I flicked the man's hand away, but the finger bones between my wrists tightened tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, Ji Wei's voice rang out at her side.

"Why are thousands of households here, adults have been looking for you for a long time."

I was stunned and froze.

It turned out that this person was Shen Ji.

Suddenly, he wanted to kneel down and ask for peace, but he still stuck to himself.

"Thousand households?"

Ji Wei seemed to be taking another step closer, although it was just an ordinary reminder, but no matter how I listened, I felt that there was something fierce hidden inside.

It took a long time to be released, and the night wind broke through the window and blew through the sideburns, and suddenly brought Shen Jiwen's instructions.

"Ru Ming, you send this girl back."

The bell rang slightly, and he stood in front of the porch and sent away the Jinyi Wei Lord.

I was sure that Luocha's statement was really unreasonable.

Shen Ji should be a good person no matter how he looks at it.

15

But Ji Wei didn't think so.

Early the next morning, I had to get past the dressing and get rid of the maid who was hanging blindly around me, and Ji Wei suddenly broke in and reached out to confuse the rouge on her face.

At the end, he said viciously, "The ugly is dead." ”

What is wrong with this man?

Falling to the ground, I was really puzzled.

Without waiting for a reaction, he pulled the hairpin above his head again, and according to the memory, I panicked and realized that the white jade hairpin had also been taken away.

Teng stood up to stop it, but suddenly heard the sound of jade shattering.

"How pretty do you think it is?" What good thing do you think Shen Ji is?! ”

A low roar sounded in my ears, but I couldn't hear it at all, crawling around, trying to find the debris, but my brain was buzzing, and the acid was in my throat, blocking my own pumping and building up and unable to support myself.

"Snap."

Tears suddenly dripped on the back of his hand, and when he reached the wet place, he could no longer suppress it.

Why?

Why did he still take it away?

"What are you crying?!"

Silently picking up the last piece of jade, I was determined never to pay any more attention to the man's unreasonable teasing.

I didn't know how I got out of the house, until I crouched by the pool, and I realized that a pair of eyes were already crying in pain.

Wu Zi dried his tears, got up and turned his head, but the corners of his mouth suddenly wiped the man's thin jaw.

"Who?"

I didn't see a response for a long time, so I had to probe my hand and drive forward.

The tip of the foot inadvertently kicked a pair of embroidered boots, and when he was confused, he inevitably neglected the center of gravity, and when he saw that he was about to fall, the man's broad arms instantly wrapped around his waist and abdomen.

"It's me, Shen Ji."

Suddenly startled, I climbed my arm and eagerly moved back, but I didn't want the hand that was blocked by my back to remain unmoved.

It was as if the hot snort was flicking the earlobes, and the trembling sound was undulating, which was very similar to ji Wei every time she approached.

I froze and hung my hands in the air, not daring to move left and right.

"Adult?"

The man didn't seem to care at all, only came closer, and suddenly, his lips tapped the bottom of his neck, stabbing me unconsciously, grabbing those arms and struggling to pull out.

But the more arched the head, the deeper it sank, and the gasp almost jumped into my collar, just as I was about to scream out.

"A thousand households."

Ji Wei's voice!

While people were still reacting, I quickly stepped away.

Xu was aware that Shen Ji's hand grasping the sleeve was hurriedly tightened for a few minutes, but in the end it was still me who was faster.

"How did the thousand households come?"

The silence under the four seemed to hide a lot of displeasure, and for a long time, Shen Jicai turned his head and no longer turned toward himself.

"I also want to ask Ji Ying Gongzi about this."

"Adults have been taking good care of Aunt Cheng lately, and Ji Wei's helpless duckweed is just looking for some opportunities to see if she can climb a good thing."

"What did he climb on you, and you're going to run here and cry?"

Suddenly, I didn't expect him to turn around and ask me, and I was panicked, and the hand holding the thing could not help but clench a few points.

"It has nothing to do with Ji Gongzi, it's me..."

"You don't want to talk to me."

The footsteps drifted away, and suddenly there was a knife sound.

With the sharp blade into the sheath, I heard a moan of pain like a carp in the throat of Ji Wei not far away.

"Then you shouldn't listen."

Drifting with the wind, I walked away.

I panicked and stepped forward.

"Ji Win! Ji Win! ”

Randomly grabbed the slippery silk coat on his body, whimpered closer and closer, and groped with his hands against his cheeks, until he touched the empty part of his sideburns.

Gone, no ears.

Blood was gushing, and the teardrops that fell were sticking to the cracks of his fingers.

I choked up and realized that I had unconsciously become a natural disaster.

It became a natural disaster for him.

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16

The fact that Ji Wei broke his ear did not bring about any change.

Except for a few painless sneers from the nine thousand years old, as if everything was the same as before, the grace was still the same, and the status was as usual.

But lying on the side of the bed, thinking back to the words spoken in that sharp voice, I still couldn't help but feel sympathy for his deference that I had never felt before.

That creeping back may also have its own shadow.

Listening to the maids, Ji Wei's right ear must not be able to hear.

"But in the end, there is still one left, and the Lord of the Thousand Households has already been merciful."

This indifferent remark made me think of my mother-in-law who was so comforted when I was blind.

"The fate is still there, and the prince has already spared his men."

It was really the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and now I could only comfort him like this.

Suddenly, the door of the house was gently pushed open.

I propped myself up, only to be a maid, and when I raised my eyebrows, I felt the man lift the curtain and lie on the bed.

The rough breath, is a man.

Although I had been prepared, at this moment, I still trembled uncontrollably.

Swallowing a mouthful of spit, I plucked up the courage to get closer.

"My lord, is that you?"

The man did not respond, only his hands around my waist, and the wide chest veneer struck, all warm.

"My lord, you..."

The tip of his tongue suddenly crossed his jaw, itching and trembling, and the words that came to his mouth unconsciously became a moan.

Breathing through his shoulders and neck, he slipped into the seam of his clothes without noticing.

I only feel that my brain is dizzy and can't use the force, and I just want to be trapped in that lingering emotion.

Until the thick fingers rubbed over the collarbone and flicked the thin layer of shirt on his body.

Only then did a vague and muffled voice spit softly into my earlobe.

"Yuanyuan."

"Boo!"

Suddenly, he fell back and fell under the bed.

Shen Ji?

Why is it Shen Ji?!

How could I lie in the same bed with the nine-thousand-year-old Yoshiko?!

At this moment, someone gently pushed open the door of the house, and when I heard the noise, I burst into tears.

How to explain?

Will I still be alive?

He choked on his throat and couldn't speak, but he still struggled to shout out.

"I..."

"Nothing, get out."

Before he could finish speaking, he was intercepted by the person on the bed, and there was a soft noise, and the person really retreated.

"Come here."

It was the voice again.

But somehow it was no longer as warm as I thought it would be.

Stubbornly stood where he was and did not move.

Maybe this kind of thing is just a spring supper moment in Shen Ji, but I even have to take my life.

"Lord Shen, you are in a high position of power, what kind of beauty can't get it, why do you have to come to this nine-thousand-year-old concubine to have fun here?"

"Concubine?" It seemed that he slowly walked over, "Which concubine do you count as a righteous father?" ”

When I said this, I was stunned.

"Do you think that anyone who is sent to the palace is considered a concubine of a righteous father?" It's just an object that hasn't been used yet. ”

"Boom!" A bang.

Dragged to the bed, I felt him bullying me, and I screamed out in a flash.

"That slave maid can only be sent by the nine-thousand-year-old!"

Suddenly, he stopped moving, as if he heard him chuckling.

"I'll just let you go."

I thought that this matter should end here, after all, Shen Ji's abacus was just to casually abandon it after a momentary pleasure. Now that I understand that I am not a fool who can be played with, I should not think about it anymore.

But who would have thought that the next day he would be called to the front by nine thousand years old.

The old man's banter once again filled the hall.

"If you like it, take it, even if I give you a promotion gift."

With a light sentence, I moved from Chengluxuan to Shen Ji's Lou Garden.

That night, there was a lot of turmoil.

He put his arms around me and whispered the same name.

Yuanyuan.

17

I have heard this title often before.

That's what my cheap mother called her daughter-in-law.

Yuanyuan, Cheng Yuan, my third sister.

The impression is that she does not speak much, and her temperament is also very quiet.

According to the cheng family, she was the most dignified of all the girls in the house.

The Duchess of Zhenguo had always placed high hopes on her, so much so that she had not yet discussed relatives when she was seventeen years old, and anyway, when she left the Cheng family, she did not hear that Cheng Yuan had decided on a family affair.

Listen to the whispers of bitterness from the people next to you in the night.

Even if you don't have a brain, you should understand.

Shen Ji used me, who was like the third sister Xiao, as a kind of compensation, a compensation that could not be sought.

I just can't understand that they are all so powerful, how the Duchess of Zhenguo is still not satisfied, but will not promise people to him.

Don't you still want to be a queen?

"What do you think?"

Ji Wei in front of him laughed very weakly.

Xu is because the gauze is wrapped around his face, and his words have not been as arrogant as before.

"They have all become princesses, and if they are people who want to live a leisurely life, who will believe it?"

Princess Cheng?

I was stunned, my mind racing through what had happened in the past few days.

It dawned on me that the roots were here.

Where is the nine-thousand-year-old benevolence, but he inexplicably came to a backer.

King Cheng is now being favored, and has the momentum of seizing the position of crown prince, and the third sister sitting on the position of princess naturally carries the lintel that has raised the Cheng family, so that I, the one who has been left behind, can also take advantage of the light and ask for a fox fake tiger.

But the Zhenguo Gongfu was really not a good yue family that helped to seize the concubine.

How could King Cheng choose his third sister?

"Did you really become a princess?"

The man seemed to be a little surprised that I would ask such a question, but instead of answering, he began to question me.

"What, you envy her?"

"Not really, I just don't understand."

"Huh! Even you can see that this marriage is not beneficial, but the fool of The King is still angry about the old story. Snatching? Hmm, imperial magic. ”

The disdain in the words is really like a world away.

In front of me, it seems that he is still the noble man of the past, turning his hand to the cloud and covering his hand for the rain, and a random word of confession can affect the death and life of a large number of people.

After such a long time in a trance, I actually forgot what kind of status Ji Wei was at the beginning, a king with a different surname, but even the former prince had to avoid a few points, and at that time, the left and right of the tea shop in the streets were just how wolf ambitions he was.

My mother once said that dogs can't change eating, although the words are a little rough, but the reason is correct.

The fallen tiger and leopard are still murderous beasts after all.

In an instant, intuition swept over his head, and a voice hovered in his mind.

Ji Wei will not be willing to be subordinate to others for the rest of her life.

Someday, he would climb back.

18

This thought frightened me a little, so much so that nothing he said afterwards was printed in my mind.

Thinking that I was the one who had sneaked over after all, I didn't sit down for a moment and then left in a hurry on the pretext.

But when he stepped out of the house, he suddenly thought of becoming Shen Ji's person, and there was no reason to have anything to do with him in the future.

Maybe this will be my last meeting with him.

I didn't know what kind of mind was at work, so I stopped and turned to face him.

"Wang Ye, in the future, every New Year's Festival, I will ask the Buddha for a wish for you, and I hope that you will go smoothly and all will be well."

After all, it is not easy to live this year.

I had always thought that this was probably the best and most realistic goodbye, and I was turning around again with satisfaction, but I did not expect that the person behind me would come up and pull me back with an arrow.

Palms wrapped around his neck, seemingly warm exhalations pouring down his jaw.

Suddenly, my fingers brushed the bruise.

I was filled with excitement, and suddenly reacted that it was what Shen Ji had left on me last night when he was confused.

Hurriedly took his hand to cover it, but the man unexpectedly let go of the restraint.

"That's why you asked Cheng Yuan about it."

The voice sounded very cold, causing me to involuntarily retreat a few inches.

"When did Shen Ji beg you to go to him?"

Dumbfounded, I didn't expect Ji Wei to guess the key in an instant.

"Yesterday... day. ”

Before he could finish speaking, another force squeezed his arm.

The wet snort pressed straight over, and this time Ji Yan covered the entire lips.

The soft tongue spat out lightly, and suddenly pried open the gap between the teeth.

Because I was always trying my best to break free of the restraints, the movements of the predecessors seemed to become more and more impatient.

"Sizzle."

An exclamation.

I hurriedly pushed the person away, and the lip flap tingled, and when I raised my hand to touch it, I found that there was bleeding there.

"What do you do?"

"Stay away from him."

Hearing this, his heart immediately burst into anger, what is wrong with him?!

It's as if I can choose something, do I want to be far away from him, then I still want to be far away from him, God did her wish?

Holding the beads of blood, I didn't bother to say anything to him again, and Wu Zi was about to leave.

But Ji Wei was stubborn, and he didn't let go of his hands.

"What kind of good person are you when you are Shen Ji?"

"Of course he's not, but what's the difference?" He is either nine thousand years old, where else can I escape? ”

"Shen Zhong's old man didn't have the courage to touch the sister of the princess, otherwise why do you think he never went to Chengluxuan?!"

"Nine thousand years old without courage, Shen Ji has a righteous son?"

"Do you know that King Cheng will marry Cheng Yuan because that guy wants Shen Ji to be embarrassed?"

Suddenly, the sound in my ears still did not stop.

"Everyone in the capital knows about this, a month ago, Shen Ji's red letter of marriage was sent to the Zhenguo Gongfu with a big swing!"

I listened and stayed where I was, not because I was surprised, but because I felt confused.

Why couldn't Shen Ji have been earlier.

If it is three months ago.

Maybe my sixth sister and I won't be here.

Her bones would not be buried deep in that dry well, and she would not have fallen prey to this discord.

He lowered his head and flicked away the clutching hands.

"After all, there is no way to fight against the sky."

It was like his ears, my eyes.

If it is gone, it is gone, and if it is missed, it is missed.

No matter how to fish it back, climb back, it is still different.

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19

And those who are the same are still the same after all.

It's like dreaming every night, seeing those people, encountering those things.

It is surrounded by unintelligible but miserable.

By all accounts, I haven't had a good night's sleep for quite some time.

That's not going to work.

What if one day Shen Ji heard those rebellious words I shouted in my dreams, and he was in a hurry to wipe his neck with a knife?

So the first time, I asked the maid next to me for incense and lit it in the house.

That night, the warm and baking smell of tranquility did help me drive away the nightmare that haunted me, but it also gave me the best dream I least wanted to encounter.

It was as if the ears were full of Wu Nong's soft words.

The tulle flew into the waves, vaguely outlining the thin figure of the teenager.

The candle flame is dangling in front of you, and between the glowing light and shadow, there is still a clear and gentle whisper.

"The white jade hairpin is very lined with a regular girl."

Su's hand squeezed tightly, and he suddenly touched a piece of warmth for some reason.

When was it on your own hands?

He looked down in amazement, but he saw nothing, and only the shallow smile of his mother-in-law echoed in his ears.

"Hey, do you like it?"

Panicking, he looked back and around, but all he could see was a deep fog

like.

A tear fell into the empty palm of his hand.

I love it.

Whether it is the hairpin or the Zhang Fengwei that you chose for me.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and I looked up and saw that in front of me was the broken jade hairpin that could no longer stick back.

Look at the debris on the ground.

I woke up and wiped the tear marks that slipped from the corners of my eyes.

This tranquilizing incense is useless in the end.

Vulture turned himself over, but suddenly found the sound of breathing coming from the side.

Shen Ji? When did he come over?

I moved a few inches closer, the nose was veneered, thick and uneven, completely different from the light and long that should be when I was asleep

"Concubines are arguing with adults?"

The man seemed to be a little surprised, and his tone was tinged with some unbelievable laughter.

"You really can't see it?"

"If the eyes don't work, the ears will naturally be better."

The person next to him did not reply as expected.

In fact, with these days of getting along, I also found that Shen Ji is a taciturn person.

Not only taciturn but also easy not to get angry.

Before that, I had only lost my temper when he was similar to the original Ji Wei, arrogant and arrogant, fierce in temperament, and slightly unhappy. But it wasn't until I was seen through by him that day with the blood stains on my mouth, that I knew that Shen Ji and Ji Ying were different.

Ji Wei always wanted me to know his anger, but Shen Ji was always hiding his emotions, even if he was grounded that day, he also got the news from the maid's mouth.

I pulled the futon and leaned in, but I was still wrapped around my waist by the hands.

"How come the grown-ups are coming?"

"Come when you want."

I was afraid that I would see Cheng Yuan again in the daytime, and my heart would be blocked before I found myself.

Before I could turn back, I felt my lips sticking roughly, and my body was pressed straight into my arms, and one after another of rough breathing blocked my breathing, making me feel a little relieved.

A pair of thick palms clamped my wrists on the side of the pillow, and although it hurt, I did not dare to hum, only following the meaning, allowing the person pressing on me to fiddle with it.

Until a thin layer of sweat covered the back of his shoulders, his clenched fist still did not let go.

Serving Shen Ji was really not easy.

With a rapid and incessant whispering, the murmur in my ears gradually faded, like a hot hearthstone, and the man fell into my arms in an instant, his chin climbing up the sideburns, and suddenly containing his earlobes.

"Yuanyuan, how can you do this to me?"

The voice is low, and the words are full of bitterness.

Xu was out of the intuition of a slave, I freed my hand, patted him to comfort him, but did not want to do a few times, a sharp pain in my ear.

"Sizzle!"

I raised my hand in surprise and touched the tooth mark.

"You are mine, Yuanyuan, you should be mine!"

As he said this, the man arched left and right in his arms.

I sighed, too lazy to pay attention to the man's whispers, only rubbed the fingernail prints on the palms of my hands, wiped the tooth marks around my ears, and went to sleep with my eyes closed.

Originally, there should not be many opportunities to serve Shen Ji, after all, Cheng Yuan was not someone who could see him every day, but he didn't want to spend half a month in a row, and Shen Ji was lying next to him.

"King Cheng recently opened a palace, and specially asked the emperor for Lord Shen, saying that he was helping to see the guards of the palace."

This gossip of the maids finally reached my ears.

I listened helplessly and sat down against the window, silently begging the heavens to become a king who could slightly restrain and restrain my temper.

Don't fight with Shen Ji again.

20

But God didn't fulfill my wish.

King Cheng, on the contrary, became even more intense, provoking Shen Ji to come looking for himself during the day.

The cool breeze tugged at the fallen leaves by the pool and brushed the tip of my nose.

The people sitting behind me were silent, and I could only awkwardly continue to sprinkle the fish in my hand.

A wrong god, the things in his hands slipped from the bottom of the skirt to the ground like a small bean

"What can the fish eat when you feed like this?"

The voice slowly approached, and the warm hand reached over and grabbed what I was holding.

A few soft clicks of "click" instantly hit the surface of the water.

"They also feed it every day, but it's not good to eat too much fish."

I smiled and stepped aside to wait quietly, but the man's breath always seemed to be facing me.

"So what else to feed?"

Although Shen Ji's tone was impatient, he still threw a small handful into the water one after another.

"Concubines are not as busy as adults all day long, always looking for something to pass the time."

Suddenly, he chuckled.

"Do you think I'm not being diligent enough?"

Suddenly, I felt a burning sensation in my ears.

I don't know when Shen Ji liked to make such jokes with her.

Staying where I was, speechless, waiting until the man was not smiling, I was secretly relieved in my heart.

There was another gust of sleeve wind, as if I had scattered everything in my hand, and I pestleed under the shade of the tree, and I didn't know how long it took before I faintly heard his sinking voice.

"Who is Zhang Fengwei?"

I looked up in shock, my instincts were too great, and I immediately lowered my head again.

Did I really shout out in my sleep?

My heart was troubled, and my nails almost sank into the flesh.

The sun was shining in the back overhead, and for the first time I felt the winter sun so scorching.

Fists clenched, lips and teeth sniffed.

"A ... old friend. ”

After saying this, I unconsciously took another step back.

But after waiting for a long time, he only felt that the hem of Shen Ji's clothes brushed his toes, mixed with a ring of rings, and he left.

That night, the house didn't smell like it used to.

The maid said that it was Shen Ji's command, and this tranquilizing incense smelled stinging, so she changed it.

I was stunned for a long time, and only then did I realize that Shen Ji knew.

For such a face, his concessions are really quite a lot.

I curled myself into the duvet and rubbed my cheeks.

Is he really so similar to his third sister?

I had never heard anyone in Cheng Fu say it.

I think it should only be because of my sisters.

Misty eyes, trance as if to see the sixth sister of The Hula at the well again.

A thought suddenly popped into my mind.

If she hadn't died, maybe it wouldn't be herself lying here.

The mother is really not wrong, where there is a certain thing, it is just fate.

21

It's all fate, fate!

That would make me run into a star on the first day I wasn't grounded.

Early in the morning, I heard that a distinguished guest had been invited to today's nine-thousand-year-old banquet, and thinking about how noisy the people in the middle hall were, I deliberately only took the remote path.

But who ever thought that this would make me meet.

He who has made himself a king like this.

Creeping on the ground, burying his face deeply, the man on top only laughed at himself.

Pacing back and forth is full of a triumphant energy, as if he is a gambler who has won a large amount of gold, sighing and sighing, and at the same time speaking excitedly to the people around him.

"Go and call the princess over, how can this drama be without her?!"

I unknowingly shrank my body back.

He tried to escape, but his cowardly legs still knelt on the ground and did not move.

Footstep after footstep, hurried, steady, sudden.

It was as if they were all gathered around.

I felt as if I had become a monkey, but I didn't have a monkey with me on the road to this group of people.

In a panic, a pair of delicate hands suddenly grabbed their chin and pulled it to the opposite side.

Still reverberating in the ears was the laughter of the king.

"Princess, do you know?"

"Your Highness."

Without waiting for a response, Shen Ji suddenly opened his mouth, and the people next to him did not stop laughing, and the tone was even more playful.

"Oh, it turns out that Lord Shen knows, so why didn't he introduce himself to us?"

Even though he asked this question, the man's sniffles became more and more forced towards him.

"Why don't you say, who are you Shen Ji?"

Fingers curled up and tried to bury their faces, but they were eventually pushed upwards.

"Slave... It was given to Lord Shen by the nine thousand years old..."

"Concubine!"

Another deafening laugh.

I covered my trembling hands and quietly tried to break away, but I felt his hands squeeze tighter and tighter, and his words became more and more excited.

"Eh, how are you doing with him?" Presumably, Lord Shen's skill is very soul-breaking..."

"Your Highness!"

It was as if the third sister, whom he had not seen for a long time, finally said the first sentence.

Her voice was as pleasant and beautiful as the yellow oriole, but it was too far away.

Whether it was in Cheng Mansion before or here now, it seems that every time I open my mouth, it is a great gift from her to me, so that until she stood here, I never held out hope.

This third sister will pull me along.

The king's whispers are still attached to the ear, like ants nibbling, endlessly like wisps.

For a moment, it felt like a bone-chilling cold was close to the jaw.

The sharp blade brushed across my neck, startling me and then shrinking, but the hands were like hooks and locks that were wrapped around me.

"Shen Ji, you like this face so much, you said it was a coincidence, I also like it, and I also have one, but I can't see that others have the same thing as me."

In an instant, the sword slashed through the flesh, and the warm blood flowed down, wetting a piece of the collar.

I felt that I couldn't catch my breath, and I staggered forward, exhaling my mouth to grasp something, but finally let it all go.

Do you still have to die like this?

Tears and gushing blood from my mouth made me unable to cry out.

In a trance, someone stood in front of me, "pounced" and knelt down.

But I had run out of strength to hear who he really was.

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22

But my brain is not stupid.

Wrapped in gauze around my neck, I rolled over and got out of bed, and for the first time, I very resolutely pushed away the maid who was blocking me.

Stumbled all the way over.

The cool breeze was confused, and the tears swirled, just when I was about to cry in front of Ji Wei with a handful of snot and tears.

But the man laughed at me.

"I'm afraid your snot is as long as a maggot."

I was stunned and didn't know if I should continue.

"You... It's okay? ”

"What can be done?"

Not believing it, I squatted down and climbed on his legs and feet from the bottom to the top.

I touched the crown of hair at the top, only to find that there was really nothing less.

How did Ji Wei do it?

He withdrew his hand, and his ear was still a smile that he couldn't stop.

That look somehow reminded me of the person I saw when I wasn't blind.

The young Yu Li stood in front of him with a clear spirit, and a pair of mouths grinned straight to the root of his ears.

"If you are lucky, you will receive the reward and quickly return it."

That was the first time I went to the inner courtyard to serve, I didn't understand the rules and broke into Ji Ying's yard, I thought I would get a haircut, but I didn't want to actually receive a reward.

Holding the splendid money bag, I ran back to my mother happily and told me how good the master was.

The mother looked normal, and only took something and stuffed it into the cabinet.

"Stop calling the Master, the Holy Will that comes down today, this will be the royal palace from now on."

The voices in the memories fluttered across my mind, and I was stunned in place, and there was no movement for a long time.

It wasn't until I realized that a lacquer box had suddenly been stuffed into my hand that I suddenly returned to my senses.

"Exactly the same."

"What?"

"Exactly the same as your white jade hairpin."

I was stunned and did not wait for a reaction, so the man hurriedly opened the lid and placed the hairpin in the palm of my hand.

"I don't believe you touch it."

Fingers rubbing, touching indeed familiar silhouettes.

"Why are you sending me this?"

"Indemnity."

He handed it back, but before he could say anything, he inserted something into my bun again.

"Don't you love hairpins every day?" Now this thing has it again. ”

I wanted to stop talking, but I didn't tell him.

In fact, what the white jade hairpin looks like, I have never seen it, so there is no difference in whether the appearance is the same, for me, the people who send it are different, that is different.

Thinking that Ji Wei was already confirmed to be unharmed, I also said goodbye and turned around.

I didn't think that at this moment, the person behind him suddenly put his arms around himself, and the tip of his nose lightly touched the tip of his ear, and he was shocked.

Feeling the hands around his waist buckle tighter and tighter, his fingertips slid into the belt and reached all the way down against his lower abdomen.

I panicked and stomped my feet on the surface of his boots, giving me the opportunity to escape.

The man didn't speak either, but seemed to shake the fast silk cloth in his hand.

Suddenly, the familiar aroma of tranquility entered my nose, and suddenly I reacted to something, hurried to my waist to look for embroidery, but found that it was long gone.

"Ji Gongzi, what are you doing with this daughter's family?"

"You have to ask for a gift."

I was a little angry with his words.

Can you still buy and sell like this?!

"Ji Gongzi, if you let Shen..."

"He can't take care of himself now, and he doesn't care about you."

Suddenly, just when he wanted to say something more, his mind suddenly flashed past the appearance of the king of the day.

For some reason, there was always a faint intuition in my heart.

Ji Wei probably won't be here for long.

23

But until the injury healed, my inexplicable intuition was not fulfilled.

On the contrary, Shen Ji's daily busyness made me think that maybe he would leave the capital first than Ji Wei.

After all, for a while, the nine-thousand-year-old banquet had lost Shen Ji's figure, and some of them were just Ji Wei's more and more arrogant actions towards me.

And every time I sat on the table, when Ji Ying naturally pulled my hand handle and played on the ventral side, I couldn't help but beat a drum in my heart, afraid that Nine Thousand Years old would beat me to death row with a sneer.

But in the end, there is not a single sentence falling.

It wasn't until then that I understood.

Yoshiko may not have much other meaning for the nine thousand years old.

This made me suddenly have a new understanding of Shen Ji's situation.

People who want to come back to midnight dreams often appear suddenly on their sides have always been very depressed in their hearts.

I leaned against the wall and secretly snapped my fingers to calculate.

This is the tenth time since this month.

Unlike the past, he was eager and rude, and only stood silently on the sidelines, without saying a word.

It was as if he were asleep, but listening to the undulating breathing, I knew he was still awake.

"Adults seem to have a lot of official duties lately?"

Finally asked out, the person in front of him seemed to be a little stunned, but finally responded in a deep voice.

"Hmm."

"It's a lot of good things, my mother used to tell me that only people with ability can't get idle."

There was no response, only a helpless chuckle.

It seems that his crude remarks do not relieve him of anything.

Simply turned over, Vulture brewed up sleepiness.

But just as he closed his eyes, the person behind him suddenly spoke.

"Do you know why they all call me Rakshasa?"

The voice didn't carry any emotion, but it still startled me and my whole body turned around.

He knows?

My heart jerked wildly, and it took half a moment to utter the whole sentence.

"I'm afraid it's just a private catharsis of some cowardly slaves, my lord..."

"Because of my appearance..."

Suddenly, he interrupted me, as if he didn't care how I would agree, and he just continued to talk to himself.

"Because of that terrible birthmark in the corner of the eye." Many people said that this thing was the dragon under the Yellow Emperor's control, and the humerus was an elephant, but I remember clearly that before entering the North Town Fusi, such words never appeared. So I am thankful for him, without whom I would have died at the hands of the man who gave birth to me. ”

The tone is always indifferent, as if it is just talking about today's tea is a little lighter.

"It's just that after so many years, I almost forgot that my original name was Wu Defect, a flaw in flaws."

"No one can have a flaw..."

I was stunned to hear it, and I actually read this sentence in a trance.

It was as if in memory, he had said it to another person, but in the end it was too far away, leaving only a vague impression.

The person in front of me should not have expected me to react in this way, and the tone was vaguely surprised.

"The first time I met Princess Cheng, she told me this."

Suddenly stunned, completely forgot to react, but the people around him did not care, only continued to talk.

"At that time, I never imagined that someone would look at me so purely, not because of that birthmark, not because of identity, power, or anything else. Therefore, for the first time, I refuted the meaning of the prince and my righteous father, and took the risk of sending the marriage certificate to the Zhenguo Gongfu, even though I knew that she did not like me, I still coerced her to agree. In the end, she turned around and went to the king because of no sentiment at all, but I deliberately let go of the opportunity to give her a choice, if the persecuted person became the king, the robber was replaced by me, and she would agree. ”

"Adult... Why are you talking to me about this? ”

The night wind stirred the curtain at the head of the bed, and there was a long pause before I heard him speak again.

"I don't want no one to know what I've become in this life."

Maybe this sentence touched me too much, or maybe it was the sympathy that flooded at that time, and I actually ignored the principles I had always adhered to and covered my hand to the corner of his eye.

"Is it in the left eye?"

His fingertips moved down his brow bone little by little, and his sporadic hair scratched the back of his hand until he touched his sideburns, and his skin was smooth.

I laughed to myself.

"It doesn't make any difference to the touch, at least for a blind man like me."

The man's throat seemed to choke for a moment, and when the voice sounded again, it was a little hoarse.

"Why don't you touch what I really look like?"

I was a little confused by this, but in the end I put my hand on his eyelids again.

Flick through a layer of closed lashes.

"Adult Sword Eyebrow Star Eye..."

Following the tug, it touched the bridge of his tall nose again.

"Five senses Zhou Zheng..."

It wasn't until the end that it got wet at the corner of the mouth.

"Blessed are the ones."

When he withdrew his hand, the person on the other side suddenly laughed.

"Gone?"

"The grown-ups are very handsome."

I didn't want him to think that I was fooling around, so I smiled and said it in a very serious tone.

I was still waiting for him to reply, but suddenly, a pair of soft lips covered up.

I pounded him on the shoulder in shock, thinking it would be the rough plunder of the past, but he stopped.

"You don't want to?"

The voice was gentle as water, completely different from the person I remembered.

Before I could respond, I felt a stream of heat envelop my earlobes, and the dragonfly lit up with water, and suddenly moved to the jaw again.

The warmth of the long time made me trance that this person was not Shen Ji, and I was so dazed that I stopped in his arms and let the voice tremble in my ears.

"Then don't do it."

No more movement, only tightened his arms and held me in his arms, and the heat wrapped around my body made me feel a little stunned.

Outside the house, three or two birds swept by, but his voice was as warm as the sound of the bell of the distant mountain temple.

"Sleep."

There were too many things that night that puzzled me, but were there fewer things that people couldn't think clearly?

So, I still slept without heart and lungs.

24

But sometimes there are things that just won't bother you for long.

When I woke up the next day, I understood it all.

It turned out that Shen Ji was just like my guess, and he was going to leave the capital for Yuzhou on the same day.

Listening to the maids say that he had gone in a hurry, almost before daylight, he left the house, quietly without anyone bothering.

"They all say live like..."

Halfway through the conversation, I swallowed it back.

I sat at the head of the bed in a daze, not saying a word, but my heart filled in the second half of the sentence.

Falling water dogs.

Shen Ji walked like a drowning dog.

No wonder he said such a thing yesterday, I'm afraid he himself has long been unsure of the future.

Don't people want to leave some traces when they feel like they're going to die?

Just like my cheap dad.

Death wants to jump out of some words, but death can't cut it out.

It's just that what Shen Ji left behind made me a little dumbfounded.

It's actually a doctor.

"Lord Shen specifically instructed that this is a good hand in treating eye diseases."

When the maid led the people in, I froze and didn't say a word.

I never thought he would actually think about treating my eyes.

I thought he was the last person to do this.

After all, what does a stand-in need to see?

"Hmm, I'm afraid I'm trying to blind your eyes again."

Ji Wei, who came every day, was so cynical that the kind healer finally couldn't bear it, and only pushed back.

It was in keeping with my heart.

Because I don't want to cure these eyes at all.

"Do you really think so?"

Although Ji Wei was puzzled, she seemed very excited that I could think so.

He brought his face closer, and almost his ears were close together.

"It is really inappropriate at this time, and when the time comes, I will find a famous doctor for you."

I don't start, frowning to dodge this man's sniffles.

He didn't understand at all.

Feeling the breath getting closer and closer, I turned back to God and hurriedly pushed away the person in front of me, but unexpectedly, one did not pay attention, and was pecked by the kiss again.

This was not the first time, and I got up a little angrily and took several steps back in succession.

"Ji Gongzi, the slave maid is just Lord Shen's concubine!"

"Not so soon."

The voice was firm and self-satisfied, which made me feel a moment of surprise.

But then he fled into the house in a panic, and the laughter outside gradually faded away, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more disturbing.

The first time, I actually hoped that Shen Ji could come and give him another stab.

Destroy his smug and ostentatious style.

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25

I don't know if God is having a bad brain or if he just wants to tease me.

The things I really wanted have never been fulfilled, but when I was angry, he could always satisfy me.

Ji Wei's bravado may not really be able to stand up in January.

Because the king rebelled.

Just last night, the light of the fire spread all over the capital, illuminating the night almost to daylight.

From the Suzaku Avenue outside Miyagi Castle to the stone wall at the city gate, all that sounded everywhere was the sound of swords and horses' hooves.

For a whole day, no one in the house closed their eyes.

The fish belly white that was flooding the sky did not bring any news after all, but the uneasiness hidden in my heart had to make me predict the worst outcome.

If the king fails, not only Ji Ying, but also I will die ugly.

"Girl, the nine-thousand-year-old lord please come over."

Outside the house, a whisper suddenly pulled me back from my mixed thoughts.

I followed the meaning out of the courtyard and wandered all the way until I stepped into the familiar hall, and all I had in mind was the words that the Duchess of Zhenguo said to me.

In the end, this is still a futile courtesy, except for myself, no one will think that I am not a member of the Cheng family.

Trembling and moving forward, the person with the head bowed his head suddenly laughed to the other side.

"That's interesting."

Dressed in clothes, the vain steps slowly dragged away, and as I listened to the sound drifting away, I realized that there was another person in this temple.

He was full of suspicious speculations, and in an instant he heard the silver plate on the wooden table falling to the ground, and the cup was poured.

As his head slammed to the ground, his hands touched the golden bottle that rolled in front of him.

The fingertips retracted, but the thing also came along.

"Click", cold sweat dripped on the back of his hand, and the voice of the nine-thousand-year-old husky was finally heard in his ears.

"Bring it up."

It was as if it were an emotionless tone, but as he approached inch by inch, his heavy breathing sounded like a faint excitement, almost the same as what he had heard under the sword of the king that day.

About a few feet away, I leaned over and put the golden bottle back on the wooden table.

The tablecloths at your feet are stacked, and when you turn around, the porcelain jade is crisp, and even if you can't see it, you can expect the mess here.

Afraid of something bad, I did not dare to move left and right, standing in place and waiting for the command, and it was only then that I could hear clearly, not far away, the suppressed low moans mixed with the confused panting had been rippling for a long time.

It was too familiar, every night when Shen Ji climbed on the side of my ear, there were such sounds all around.

The thought of a trance made me desperate to confirm something, and slowly stepped forward.

"Don't come here!"

But suddenly, a roar shook all my movements.

It's Ji Win.

Another person in this temple is Ji Wei.

But why...

"Don't come here..."

A moan that barely swallowed back into his stomach.

The breath was beautiful, like a swamp mud sticking to the whole body, causing a lot of discomfort in the heart.

Swallowing a mouthful of spit, I knew that there was nothing in my palms except sweat, but I still wiped it with the hem of my skirt, and I didn't want to stop grinding red and hot.

Alternating laughter and cursing, the high-pitched, shrill voice seemed to gradually turn into a torture from head to foot.

"Oh, I'm too indulgent of you, but compared to the previous pretended appearance, this face is more likable."

Before the words could be heard, there was a loud "bang", and I felt that the people not far away were thrown to the ground, and my heart was trembling.

"Well, it's just that you boy is still too good at judging the situation."

It was as if a scorching gaze was thrown at itself like a hovering vulture, obviously seeing nothing, but the trepidation that spread out became more and more intense.

A sharp laugh sounded, the pace was rapid, and the skinny thumb was about to cross the arm in an instant.

Suddenly, a billowing stream of heat spilled out of the corner of my eye.

Between the eyelashes, thick plasma slipped smoothly and dripped onto the old embroidered shoes that I didn't want to throw away.

The dry bones collapsed, like a castrated beast suddenly planted.

The blood didn't stop spreading for a moment, until I wet all the skirts, and I suddenly realized what was happening.

Ji Wei...

Killed nine thousand years old.

I didn't even know whether to be happy or scared, and the blankness in my mind left me with only a completely sluggish look.

As if it were him, he staggered toward me, silently raising his hand and gently caressing the blood stain under his eyes, until his forehead was buried in his shoulder, and I felt a faint shudder in his whole body.

"Nothing... Relationships, it doesn't matter. ”

For some reason, I tapped his thin back and muttered incessantly.

The silver bells dangled slightly under the eaves, accompanied by the night wind, and the rapid pace of the tidal wave rushed into my ears.

I think I probably won't be able to live today.

With a loud noise, the door of the temple was slammed open, and another piece of sword was sheathed.

The hands did not stop tapping, but the teardrops still couldn't help but cross the corners of their mouths, suppressing the sobs, and trance heard a familiar voice coming from below.

"Get out."

When did he return to Beijing?

My face was slightly stagnant, and I turned my head to try to hear more clearly.

"Adult? Chitose..."

"Get me out of here!"

The roar faded as the sword sounded, and I heard his steady footsteps grow louder.

"Don't go over."

Ji Wei grabbed me urgently, forcing the dangling hands to stiffen helplessly, feeling that the pace was still getting closer a little, and the silent hall did not bring the slightest comfort, only making my heart more and more anxious.

Maybe because I've always had a keen intuition about disaster.

Sure enough, before he could say anything more, he felt the wind of the knife sweep his ears and pressed directly on the neck of the predecessor in an instant.

"You want him to die here?"

Rarely, there were many emotions, and I squeezed my fingers hard until I was about to fall to the ground, so that I could break out of Ji Wei's arms.

"Lord Shen..."

"I'll make sure he's out of town safely."

Suddenly dumbfounded, he did not say the second half of the sentence, only waiting silently at his side.

The house beams were chirping, and it was only after half a day that I heard the sound of the bells ringing again in the hall.

It was at that time that Ji Yingying was suppressed.

That night, I lay on the bed and thought so blindly.

I thought I could go to sleep early, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by that sentence to sleep all night.

"What is the difference between him and Shen Zhong?"

26

Thinking back and forth, I still didn't understand why Ji Wei had said such a thing to herself at that time.

Of course, there was a difference between Shen Ji and Nine Thousand Years.

Nine thousand years old can do anything, but Shen Ji is still trustworthy at least in some things.

Just like what he promised me this time, within a few days I had vaguely guessed it from the belly of the people around me.

Ji Wei was really safe and out of Jingzhao.

Realizing this, my heart was still flooded with affection.

"There is no feast under heaven."

I remember that my mother would recite such a sentence every year when she burned incense for her father.

"It's a great thing to be able to send them away safely."

I have always believed that this statement is justified, because no matter how many parting worries there are at this moment, in the days to come, Ji Wei will not cause me to worry no matter what.

What's more, now I am in the mood to worry about other people's situation.

"Lord Qianhu said that except for this courtyard, my aunt can't go anywhere."

Listening to the impatient tone of voice in front of me, I didn't reply to anything.

Except for the person who guarded me a little, everything was still not much different from before, and the only disturbing difference was that Shen Ji's concubines were too few.

For several days in a row, I couldn't find anything that could speak.

His face darkened, and he sighed lightly, and his move finally attracted a snort.

"Don't waste your efforts, thousands of adults don't have the kung fu to take care of you."

That was the first time he had said something other than Shen Ji's command, and I turned my head in a follower, and after hesitating for a long time, I finally swallowed back the argument on the side of my mouth.

It was also that day that I finally understood RuMing's dislike for me.

Xu is looking down on it.

Israel serves people's stuff only.

"If a person lives for a lifetime, where can he please him all the time?"

The moonlit night was cold, and I finally remembered the words of my mother and father comforting me in the lamp.

Suddenly, he stood up and closed the door of the house, leaving Ru Ming alone in the courtyard stunned.

After that, I didn't ask Ru Ming anything until I heard the whisper from the next person.

"A lover has finally become a family member."

"What has a lover?"

Suddenly, people were detained to inquire, but what they got was still fragmentary.

His ears clenched, and the door was a sneer.

I knew it was Ruming's usual attitude towards me.

"Naturally, it is Lord Qianhu and Miss Cheng San."

"The third sister..."

How can it be.

My thoughts were sudden, and my ears seemed to be suffering again and again in the night.

He sat back down at the table, his hands letting go of his wrists, which were still dead-

It seemed to be fleeing in a hurry, and the maid's footsteps were panicked and hurried, so that she inadvertently bumped into Ruming, who was leaning against the door.

"You should know by now, even if you look like it, if you don't look like it, it's different."

Fluttering a word, such as Ming covered up disdainfully stepping and turning. Suddenly, the breeze blew its bells, and the birds and finches swept over the cornices.

I had an epiphany.

It turned out that Ru Ming didn't like me because of the third sister.

27

Ru Ming likes the third sister.

Realizing this, I realized that when the third sister came to visit me, his escape was not to avoid suspicion but to be shy.

"I heard that Shen Ji's men are watching you?"

"Yes, third sister, do you know him?" His name was Ruming. ”

For some reason, I felt a joy in my heart that I had not had for a long time, but it seemed that the third sister did not feel the same as me, but just put down the tea cup and left silently.

"How can you say this so happily?"

The people who hurried back scolded me, and although I didn't understand, I still had a silly face.

Since then, Ru Ming has said from time to time that my heart is like a snake and scorpion, but the more i listen to his angry words, I am inexplicably more and more pleased.

Because on the other side of time, I often have such a conversation in my memory.

"Sister Zigui, ah! No, it's time to call it Zizhi Niangzi. ”

"All day long, you unmarried girl is not ashamed!" Shameless! ”

The girl hurried forward in anger and fell to the ground in an instant.

Those embarrassing emotions fluttered and fell, buried in the bottom of their hearts for a long time, before they were finally opened again by this sudden intention now, so that even the mother-in-law, the sixth sister and Aunt Liu who dreamed of day and night had the appearance of Yingying Huan's language.

But in the end, God has not always thrown luck to one person.

The gongs and drums shook the sky, and the noise was mixed.

Shen Ji and the third sister finally became relatives.

At night, the Shen Mansion was very lively, and I was the only one who was quiet.

"Today, thousands of adults are very happy, you don't want to make trouble."

It seems to be still scornful, but how to listen to it is no longer as frank as before.

"Lord Qianhu and Miss Three are a pair created in heaven and earth, don't be delusional."

"From today on, you will end up alone in this broken yard!"

As soon as the words fell, they choked violently, and whimpered slightly, and finally there was no chance to hide their faces and escape in a silence.

I fumbled and handed him the red dates in my hand.

"Today's rough mother-in-law gave me a smooth, you eat one, it's very sweet."

It took a long time to slowly take over, and the sobs of the sound of the song faded little by little, until they completely turned into three or two chokes.

"You..."

Without asking for an exit, he finally swallowed it.

Although I vaguely knew what Ru Ming wanted to ask, I was still silent for a long time, until I heard a burst of laughter outside the house, and then quietly hid the words.

"Zhang Fengwei."

Suddenly startled, rummage seemed to look at me.

"What do you say?"

"I used to have a favorite person, his name is Zhang Fengwei, but after the fall of the old dynasty, I never heard of this person again."

"Have you seen him?"

A hesitant tone of voice reached my ears, and I unconsciously raised my hand to stroke the white jade hairpin.

"I haven't seen it, my mother said that his legs and feet are not good, otherwise with such a family lineage, he would never have looked at me as a blind man."

The laughter outside the courtyard faded, except for the soft sound of the wick crackling and exploding, everything was finally silent.

Ru Mingxu felt that the sad thing that held me was too much to go, and stubbornly suppressed the last few sobs, but I was not so sad in my heart, but I laughed.

"But his voice is very good, like the spring water under the moon, and he has served so many dignitaries and nobles, and none of them can match him."

"Is it..."

Although it was an inquiry, but without the slightest doubt, ruming's voice was only lower and deeper, as if it was almost melted into a complete silence.

That night, he finally figured out that I didn't like Shen Ji, and I finally knew.

The reason why he always said that my heart was like a snake and scorpion was because the words spoken to the third sister were, in his opinion, nothing more than a show off of pampering.

cosset?

Shen Ji's detention of me was actually only to retain my love in Ru Ming's eyes, which was really incomprehensible.

I thought about it like this, and my head was so groggy all day that Shen Ji stepped into my room again at night and didn't change half a point.

Mandarin duck tents are warm, embroidered shoes are sloppy.

The beauty hidden behind the tulle made my heart sink more and more confused, and the thick palms wrapped around the waist, and the warm snort flickered in his ears, and in his tight chest, I finally asked abruptly.

"Adult..."

"Huh?"

"Do you like me?"

Suddenly let go of his hand, and the night wind suddenly arrived.

I felt the people behind me silently open the curtain.

The clothes swayed slightly, and a series of footsteps spread farther and farther away, and the moment I stepped on the door, I finally threw the answer to me.

"Peace and security are here, don't think about it."

Suddenly, the door closed, hiding the loneliness of the place.

Lowering the curtain again, I listened to the three or two warblers scratching the branches outside the window, and my mind was more awake than ever.

If Ming is wrong, Shen Ji doesn't like me at all.

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29

But he still didn't think so, and neither did the third sister.

With a crowd of people standing in front of me, I knelt down and called madame, and she spoke softly, but she did not say a word to let me get up.

The scorching sun was scorching, waiting for boxes and boxes of rewards to be put into the courtyard, and my ears were buzzing, and I couldn't hear what she meant.

"Boom" a sound.

Finally, the last mother-in-law shook out of the yard.

I looked up and waited for her to say goodbye to me, so that the fight could end early, but the moment I didn't want to open my mouth, all the tenderness turned into solid ice.

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

Stunned, he couldn't even call out "Lady".

"You're my sister."

"Or is it nice to have such a murky day for someone like you?"

A drop of sweat fell on my clothes in a flash, and I didn't say anything in a daze, and I listened to the sound of the twisting step away.

Suddenly I understood.

Why would Shen Ji seek revenge on the third sister, and why would Ru Ming be willing to bury that thought.

She really deserves the dignity of a famous and noble woman, unlike me who endures left and right just to be able to get through the present safely.

I forgot to get up for a long time, until a pair of hands arbitrarily lifted me up, and I barely managed to ease up.

"Well deserved."

The cold tone of his voice suddenly plunged into his heart like an awl, and he violently pushed the person next to him away, and suddenly fell to the ground.

A sharp pain rushed straight through my body, straight through the sour throat that I was trying to suppress, and before I could scream and scold, I was already sobbing and unable to speak.

Deserve! Deserve! Deserve!

I deserve it!

After that mournful cry, I sat at the head of the bed for five days.

Everyone thought I was rolling around because of the new lady, but only Ru Ming saw that something was wrong.

But he didn't know what to say to make me better, so he had to stand in the doorway and nag at the people who had shrunk against the wall about inconsequential old things.

"When I was a child, there was a master who taught me martial arts in Hejian County, and he said that he was a former scout, but when I saw his three-legged cat kung fu, the targets that were half a mile away were not accurate, and most of them bragged with me."

"But at that time, when I was young, my mother was busy making money in the field, my father died early, no one cared about me, every day I went to the trees to dig birds, if it were not for a master, I don't know when it would be abandoned."

"Well, although he loves to brag, but I am very grateful to him, my mother's coffin money is still his help to pay it, years ago it was difficult to save enough money, I asked him to give my mother a good monument, I don't know what the monument looks like."

Speaking intermittently, everything is clearly connected.

Finally, after finishing how to go to Beijing to get the errand of The North Town Fusi, I shook and crawled up.

"Ruming, I'm fine."

Then he sat in front of the bronze mirror, holding a string of gold and jade beads in his hand, and did not move a step from morning to night.

This move finally attracted Shen Ji.

He stood silent behind me, but I vaguely sensed the hidden anger from those few breaths, just as deep and long as ji Wei had heard the day he killed the nine thousand years old.

"How long are you going to be like this?"

Finally, in my silence, he took the lead in rebuking such a question.

With a slight pause in my fingers, I quietly moved what I had at hand to the side.

"Can you please stop people from looking at me, it's so hard."

There was no response and I just stepped on the door.

The next day I didn't hear Ru Ming's chanting again.

30

In the month that followed, the days were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Except for Shen Ji, no one visited the deserted courtyard for days, as if it had been forgotten, and the pestle was deep in the back house, tying me and drowning in a swamp.

Many people felt that Shen Ji's aunt was finally honest, and even Shen Ji thought so.

"Tomorrow I will let Yuanyuan resettle some people here for you."

The man with the arms around me spoke softly against my head, trapped in that warm snort, and I just nodded.

"Will the adults come back tomorrow?"

He pressed his chest to inquire, but the hand that was clinging to his back was tight.

"What, you would want me to come?"

Silently speechless, Shen Ji was possessed, and suddenly he held his earlobe, and when he saw me shyly turn around, he issued a shallow laugh.

"Tomorrow is Yuanyuan's birthday, and I have to accompany her."

The palm of my hand shrunk, hiding the strange thoughts in my heart, just waiting for this sentence to be fulfilled.

The second day, as he put it, was busy and noisy.

Listening to the distant mountains and the bells fading away, I finally took out the long-prepared baggage from the house and followed the memory straight through a thorny forest leaf in the back.

In fact, I know the birthday of the third sister better than Shen Ji, because it is an annual event in the Zhenguo Gongfu.

As early as a month ago, I inadvertently mentioned it in front of him.

After such a long period of planning, all he did was to be able to escape from shen mansion today.

Tightening the baggage, I stood breathlessly in a cloud of gloom, searching left and right for a long time but hearing a sudden knife tremor from behind.

For the first time, instead of retreating, he approached forward.

The man on the other side did not speak for a long time, but only moved back a few inches.

The flower forest moved, and did not continue, pausing only for a moment, then I turned my head and turned around, and I did not have to linger in the slightest.

I knew where the end of the road was, and I had even inquired about where I would go out and get to the capital.

Day and night, I figured out how many treasures there were in that box of rewards, and I deliberately tried to win Shen Ji's trust and let him take Ruming away.

I spent so much effort and so much effort.

But in the end, he was still blocked by him.

"So you asked me yesterday if I would come today?"

Swords are pointed at each other, and soldiers and guards are surrounded by each other.

Standing alone, I was already frightened by the sudden knife that had just taken away the burden hanging on my shoulders.

In the end it failed.

I didn't intend to explain anything, I just hung my head and waited for shen Ji's last knife.

The uneven breathing of anger was drowned out little by little in the lonely darkness, and finally in the fleeting moment of the chirping under the eaves, I heard the faint sound of the guards collecting their knives.

"Why go?"

There was no ripple, as if it were just an interrogation.

I didn't look up, clutching my skirt tightly, and my voice was shallow.

"My lord, you have achieved your wish."

After a long silence, Shen Ji stepped closer, grabbed my wrist, and the warm snort went straight to my eyes.

"So what?"

"I told you my name".

Shen Ji's fingers and abdomen grasping his wrist locked tighter and tighter.

"Why, you still don't want to open your mouth?"

Suddenly, the whole person "pounced" and fell to the ground, although he was breathless, it was the first time he shouted in front of him.

"How can you not be reasonable?"

Obviously, he couldn't see anything, but he still raised his eyebrows.

"Haven't you ever called my name?!"

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and there was no movement for a long time.

In a moment of silence, I just patted my sleeve robe, shook the wall and stood up, just about to say something more, when I heard the person in front of me suddenly open my mouth.

"With no one to lean on, where can you escape?"

This question made me a little stunned, but I immediately felt that Shen Ji's brain was not good.

Which one of the fleeing ones will tell the Lord where he is going?

Seeing that I had been silent, I finally laughed softly, and before I could react, I was again drifting away.

"You go."

Stunned, he picked up the baggage on the ground and hung it back on his shoulders, and finally paused when he turned around.

"My lord, if I can survive you, I will not forget to burn paper money for you."

After saying that, leaving a courtyard of dumb people, I turned my head and stepped out of the Shen Mansion.

31

But the new students did not come smoothly, and many of the things I expected were wiped out after being robbed.

Jingzhao had already become like this.

Displaced people are running rampant, beggars are rampant.

It was the same as when the world was in chaos.

With no long belongings, I wandered at the city gate all day long, day after day with a long-made determination.

Why is it that when people go here, they can't step on it?

Suddenly something hard smashed into my hand from above.

The smell of the nose, it was a steamed bun.

He looked up in shock, but in the end there was still an endless darkness in front of him.

So, I could only smirk at the man.

"Thank you."

You are such a kind person.

As if the footsteps were dragging forward, the man never looked back.

I hid something hard-won and only tore a small bite into my mouth. The cool breeze blew my brain awake.

"Miss Cheng."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded behind him, like a jackhammer in his throat, and a throat pull was hard to hear.

I swallowed what was in my mouth in a hurry, but in a daze I heard a continuing inquiry from the head.

"Is it Miss Cheng?"

Is this person calling me?

Dumbly got up and followed the sound, but in the end there was no response.

The former seemed to understand my vigilance and immediately took two steps around me.

Step by step, the noise is familiar to me.

The sound of a cripple walking.

"It's me, Zhang Fengwei."

I didn't know how to respond except for the shyness.

There is only a ride-on-one explanation for the person in front of you.

He said that his throat had been cut by the rebels, that his belongings had long since been burned by the war, that he had become a relative, and that he had gone out of the city to find his wife who had gone to the north to hide.

"North side?"

"Yeah, where is Miss Cheng going?" Or stop by and I can take you for a ride. ”

Clutching the bun in his arms, the person in front of him was happy, not at all like his own decadence.

Until the steamed buns were tangled together, I finally let go.

"Zhang Gongzi, I'm not a girl anymore."

"I'm married."

Pointing to the bun on my head, I was able to laugh.

"Marry a noble man to do a partial house, but recently committed an accident and was driven out."

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32

That's why it's a good thing to say that being blind.

Although you can't see what you want to see, you can also not see what you don't want to see.

Just like now, I don't care at all what kind of face Zhang Fengwei has when he says this sentence.

Just listen to the laughter that came after a moment of silence.

"Yes, it's time to call you Lady Cheng."

I nodded in response, but I thought about when he would be able to finish his greeting with me and when he would be able to leave.

But the people in front of me didn't seem to think so, and the words left and right forced me to say where I was doing.

"Zhang Gongzi doesn't have to ask anymore, I... Not along the way with Zhang Gongzi. ”

"Lady Cheng is going to the south?"

"Yes, I heard my mother mention that she was originally from Xuancheng, and I wanted to go back there to see."

As if stunned, Zhang Fengwei groaned slightly, hesitating a few steps to open his mouth.

"Well, I'll send Lady Cheng to Xuancheng and then head north."

The sound of determination startled me into standing still.

"Zhang Gongzi..."

"At the beginning, my mother fled to be one of her own, I wanted to be able to get to my hometown safely, I should have met a lot of well-meaning people on the road to help, and I can also repay god's favor by doing this."

I don't know if it was out of selfishness, or my original situation was very bad, after I couldn't push it, I finally agreed to Zhang Fengwei's proposal.

Silently followed him, stop and go, all the way south.

He didn't seem to have changed much, and he was still so gentle to me left and right, except for the voice.

"My voice doesn't sound very comfortable, does it?"

On the ox cart next to me, I heard the people next to me ask themselves again.

Suddenly stunned, he only shook his head slightly.

"No..."

Man has no defects and cannot be intercourse.

Suddenly, the words that had been spoken were swallowed back into my stomach.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the water was slapping on the cheek, and I didn't know where to borrow the bucket, and Zhang Fengwei put it on my head without questioning.

Just like the person in the memory, holding an oil umbrella, he suddenly stood next to him and propped it over his head.

"Does the Zizhi girl remember?" Feng Wei used to come to the palace to deliver things, you helped me say this sentence, blocked the person who laughed at me, we have met before, at that time the Zizhi girl's eyes can still see..."

"So I..."

I couldn't help but murmur, but I suddenly stopped when I drew back to God.

"What's wrong?"

The person in front of him seemed puzzled, and asked while swinging the bucket above his head.

The voice was low and hoarse, as if the wind was piercing through the hole, and it was rapid.

"It's not good at all."

"Your voice doesn't sound good at all."

"Ah, so..."

There seemed to be some loss, and with the falling rain, a tear suddenly slipped from the corner of my eye.

I think he shouldn't be able to see.

After all, all the tears melted in the rain at this moment.

33

Since that day, I have not followed Zhang Fengwei again.

Instead, he strode forward, disobeyingly only moving forward, but whenever he wanted to go, he tried his best to stop it.

"Don't go first, wait until I'm done and follow me."

"I don't want to follow you."

"Don't make a fuss, there are displaced people everywhere now, and it's easy to get into trouble."

But I still didn't want to listen, there was no way, and finally one night, he snatched my blind stick and held it in his hand, and he didn't give up his life.

"It's dark, what are you going to do?"

I knew I couldn't grab him, so I had to go to the other side with the anger in my heart.

The mountain temple bonfire burned faintly, and the warmth did not spread to my body at all.

It wasn't until a crow crowed in my ear that I felt something suddenly on my shoulder.

"It's cold at night, so you put on one and sleep again."

I turned around and listened to the footsteps drift away, and I finally buried my head, only to let my voice fall far away from my mouth.

"I can obviously do these things myself."

But he was always reluctant to believe it.

So even if he had already arrived at Xuancheng, he still had to follow him.

"Good people do it to the end, repay the favor of heaven."

The man holding the burden, panting like a cow, bypassed himself and went to the city.

The whiskers that move quickly and respond are not left to me.

Finally, when the people were a few feet away, I couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.

It stretched intermittently, dragging the people in front of it with one sound after another.

I heard him stop, and I heard him turn and look at me.

But I never heard the sound of him coming forward.

Perhaps, he thought it should not be him who came to comfort me at this time.

Crouching down and burying his head, he finally hid all the whimpering into his chest.

"It's really frank, Zhang Fengwei."

34

The frank Zhang Fengwei always looks for only one reason.

Repay the favor.

Because of the reward of heavenly grace, he rented me a small yard with his savings; because of the reward of heavenly grace, he found a job to wash clothes for me; because of the reward of heavenly grace, he went to the shop and said that he would wait until I settled down before leaving.

Because of the favor of Heaven, he wrote a letter on my behalf to the deceased.

"To whom?"

The candle "crackled" in my ears, and I rubbed my somewhat dry hand for a long time before I opened my mouth.

"Ruming."

It seemed to be stunned for a moment, and only then did he raise his pen with the predecessor.

"Which one is like a sound?"

"Just like this, the sound of thunder, he is an errand boy in Fusi, Beizhen, he is a hundred households, and he is one of the few people I still care about."

"What do you want to write?"

After thinking about it for a moment, it was as if the cold wind was blowing outside the window again, and I warmed my hands and feet again.

"Hmm... I wrote that I had arrived safely in Xuancheng, and now that I had long been stable and everything was going well, I hoped that he would not be worried. ”

Zhang Fengwei bowed his head and wrote down the sentence in his mouth while whispering.

"Anything else?"

Pinching my fingers, I swallowed the shiver in my heart.

"Also write ... I was very grateful to him, and although I could not see with my eyes, I could guess that it was lord Jinyiwei who did not stop me when he escaped from the house. Now that he is thousands of miles away, it is difficult to see him again in the future, so I write this letter to wish him all the best, return to his hometown in the future, and see what the new monument of the deceased mother looks like. ”

Suddenly, a bird's roar flew over the eaves, and the cold wind flooded the house, knocking down the wooden stick that supported the window, Zhang Fengwei got up and went to pick it up, stood in front of the window, and then asked the third sentence.

"What else do you want to write?"

"And I cherish... Being able to meet him is the happiest thing I have ever encountered after my mother's death, and I hope that even if I don't have the opportunity to meet him in the future, he can remember that there is such a moment in the world to think about his past. ”

Silently turning back and sitting at the table, I heard Zhang Fengwei's pen scratching through the thick paper, until the candle exploded again, and then he handed it back to me.

"Almost written"

"Thank you Very much Gongzi Zhang."

After taking the palm of his hand for a moment, he tucked it back in the end, and handed another empty letterhead along with it.

"Annoyed that Zhang Gongzi helped me send it to Jingzhao, maybe Zhang Gongzi could also take advantage of this to send back the letter of sealing the family?"

After a long silence, Zhang Fengwei took over the thing.

"Lady Cheng is still thinking about things in my family."

"After all, Zhang Gongzi has been here for a long time, and I'm afraid your mother is very worried about you."

Finally, he smiled, and the man got up and said goodbye.

Moon hanging treetops, birds and finches in the forest.

Lying on the side of the bed, I thought that this time he should be gone.

35

He still didn't go.

On the evening of the second day, there were still so many people in front of the courtyard.

"I've already sent the letter."

The voice was so deep that I listened to it, but I didn't let him in again.

"I'm tired of Zhang Gongzi."

"Yesterday... When I saw that you were always rubbing your hands, and they were all red, I brought you emollient. ”

Suddenly, the small bottle was stuffed into my arms, and I squeezed the bottle tightly, and my heart was hesitant for no reason.

But in the end it is only a thank you.

Just when I was about to turn around and close the door, I heard the people outside suddenly speak urgently.

"Lady Cheng, I have heard that Lang Zhongxue of the Huichun Hall is highly skilled in medicine."

Vulture was shocked and lost his voice.

"You... Do you want to try to cure your eyes? ”

More than one person has said this in front of me.

But only this time, I sincerely wanted to say yes.

"Then let's try it."

But it was so easy, Lang Zhong of the Huichun Hall was the same as the doctor that Jing Zhao was looking for.

"Clumsy people, powerless, or please be clever."

This sentence is so familiar that it did not cause any loss in my heart, but the people on the side seemed to be the mothers and fathers who accompanied me.

The tone was somber, I didn't want to say anything more, just sat in the medical hall, waiting for the sun to rise in the east and set in the west.

Finally, at the end of the four nonsense, I got up and turned to the person who had been silent.

"Zhang Gongzi, do you want to look at your legs by the way?"

"Don't say anything in vain."

Maybe it was my strong persuasion, or maybe he was still holding out hope.

Zhang Fengwei hesitated to answer my request, lifted his legs and feet, and gave Lang Zhong a look.

It is true that today it is not in vain.

After picking up the medical box, Lang Zhong's tone was much more pleasing than fangcai's sentence.

"This leg of the prince can be cured."

I hadn't laughed yet, but I heard the man add words again.

"I just can't work hard, I'm afraid that even if I am cured, my son will not be able to join the army again."

"Well, it's all right, I've never been in the army before, and I'm not going to go anymore."

The voice was loud and smiling, and it seemed that he didn't care at all.

But standing far behind, my heart still burst into depression.

Finally got it.

When he heard the phrase "Please be wise", how the mother and father were in the mood, and how he was in the mood.

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36

"When you are unlucky, bad things are always one after another, but when the end comes, it will be a good thing."

These are the words that my mother will say in her ear every New Year's Day.

And today I am also ready to say it to Zhang Fengwei, who has come to visit the New Year.

But before he could say it, it was fulfilled.

As soon as the person carrying two pots of good wine entered the door, there was a burst of laughter, happy and cheerful, not full of joy.

"He Langzhong said that my legs are already good."

As he spoke, he walked around me several times, and at the end of the day, he did not forget to add a sake to me.

"Moreover, the treasurer Wang told me that he had already decided to return to his hometown next year to accompany his grandson to enjoy Qingfu, and before leaving, he recommended me to the lord of the main family.

A thought made me freeze in place.

Stunned, he listened to his words after sentence, bowl after bowl of wine.

It wasn't until I finally fell drunk at the table that I couldn't help but whisper quietly to myself.

"Thoughts..."

"Thoughts."

Suddenly, the person next to him was followed by a murmur.

I leaned closer, felt a flat snort, and finally asked softly.

"Are you awake?"

But there was no response, only a vague turn of the head.

Or fall asleep.

The night wind blew, stirring up goosebumps on the back of my neck, and after a moment of doubt, I finally got up and dragged people to the bed.

He leaned over to cover him with a quilt, but when he was turning to leave, he was wrapped around his wrists by a pair of arms and fell on his side in a flash.

Maybe I'm warm, or maybe it's too cold tonight.

When the breath hit his lips, he unconsciously climbed up and instantly took me into his arms.

Rubbing his forehead left and right, he found the most comfortable position and fell into a deep sleep.

I knew I should leave at this time, but the temperature always dragged me into a state of obsessive thoughts.

Will he regret it tomorrow?

Listening to the sound of the wind under the eaves, my mind had only this one thought.

If I knew the answer, I knew what I should do.

37

He gave me the answer, but it was an answer I never thought of.

The frustrated man who paced the room turned toward me for a moment and clasped his head the next.

"Nothing happened yesterday."

He repeated this sentence again, but it still did not seem to ease the anxiety in his heart.

He just continued to swing back and forth, and the sound was so loud that I even began to be a little dazed.

Finally he got up and faced him.

"I think you should..."

"Nian Nian, let's get married!"

No, it shouldn't be that sentence.

I was stunned for a moment, and there was no reaction left and right, only to hear the man come forward and try to grab my hand, but as soon as he touched it, I threw away my arm.

"What about your mother-in-law?"

The question trembled a little, and the anger in his heart rushed straight to the Heavenly Spirit.

It seemed that I did not expect me to ask such a question, and the person in front of me suddenly froze for a long time, until the warm spring sun shone into the house, and he retreated to the other side.

"Nian Nian, I'm sorry."

The voice was still so dull, scraping through the intestines, and it had always made me feel uncomfortable.

"What's sorry?"

"I don't have any ladies at all..."

Almost breathing a sigh of relief, but not wanting to wait for a moment's pause, the man's next sentence immediately hit me to the bottom again.

"It's just that there's a sweetheart who's married someone else."

The fingernails sank into the flesh, pulling out one red mark after another, forcing the sourness of my heart, and I finally reluctantly spoke.

"So?"

"That's why I lied to you and said I became a pro." When I first met you, I really wanted to help you, but I didn't want you to misunderstand, and I didn't want to fulfill the marriage contract that the matchmaker said, but now I think, maybe with me, you will have a better life, after all, the sweetheart is someone else's..."

And with you, I don't feel much disgust.

Silently in his mind, he made up for the words he did not say.

I finally swallowed the bitter taste of my throat and turned my back to respond.

"You make me think about it."

The birds scratched their branches, day after day.

He said he wanted me to think about it, but he still came to me as usual.

One by one, they took care of me, and they called out "nian nian" sentence after sentence.

So much so that over time, I even had a lot of thoughts.

Thinking that one day, he will be able to forget the person in his heart, and be able to regard this "thought" on his mouth as his true intention?

38

Such and such hopes always make me hesitate.

Although Zhang Fengwei has not asked me the same thing since then, I still worry about the answer all the time, and my head is drowsy.

It was also for this reason that finally one night, I remembered an old thing.

It was a day of great joy, the great joy of the royal palace, and the great joy of Ji Wei.

The greeting of the red silk paved the streets and alleys of Ningyuanfang, and the white horse flower palanquins slowly drove through the crowds of people on the first floor and the first floor.

I stood quietly behind the door of the palace, looking at the bride who was slowly coming out of the car door.

Dignified and elegant, graceful and beautiful.

The mother said that she was one of the best bridesmaids in Jingzhao, and also a beautiful person who Ji Ying had been drawing for a long time.

"That is when a lover finally becomes a family member."

I whispered to myself, trying to relieve the boredom of guarding the cave house.

The red candle shone and glanced back at the entangled figures on the windows.

It was when he was red-faced, but he heard a crisp sound in the room, and suddenly looked at the other maid, and hesitated for a moment, then followed up and pushed the door, but in the end he heard the angry drink of the people inside when he opened the half-slit.

"Get out!"

Cowering and shrinking the door, the whispers in the room did not stop.

As my footsteps turned slightly, I finally heard Ji Yinyin's pleading with pain.

"Love is selfish, I like you, I want to keep you around, what's wrong with that?"

Right?

I couldn't get the answer then, and I still do today.

But at least I know that I'm also a selfish person.

Because I promised Zhang Fengwei.

I want to marry him.

39

But it is not good to be a selfish person.

Sitting under the Mandarin duck tent, with the crown of the phoenix, my heart was tormented.

Outside, there were wine and words of joy everywhere, and people who were singing with glasses and songs were in a bunch of clusters, left and right.

Zhang Fengwei said that he specially arranged the date of marriage before the Wang Treasurer left, because it would be more lively and the marriage would be more festive.

But that's what makes it even more uncomfortable.

With my fingernails clasped, I don't know how long I waited for the chaotic crowd to come.

The clamor was so loud that the drunken groom was finally crowded into the cave.

Across a door, I could clearly hear the banter outside, but the inside of the house was silent.

It was as if glasses of spirits were pouring down, but the person who was a mile away always sat at the table, did not turn around, did not open his mouth.

Strings of cannonballs rang out in the sky, like rolling thunder, which forced me to tears.

I thought I could hide it from him.

But I didn't want to think that at this moment, he lifted my hijab.

"Why are you crying?"

Crouching down on my lap, his tone was as unproductive as ever, but it was a thick sourness involving the tip of his nose.

"Today is a big day, why don't you want to marry me?"

In the end, I cried out of breath and only remembered shaking my head vigorously.

"Yes... Sorry, sorry. ”

Over and over again, mixed with choking and whimpering, I choked suddenly.

His hand was like this to touch my eyes, soft and soft, wiping the tears that fell one after another.

"I didn't expect you to cry so much, little crying bag."

While laughing, he untied the heavy crown for me.

I don't understand if he's really laughing at the moment, or if it's pure comfort.

I just think that blindness in front of him is really not a good thing.

I could have known more, but because of this black wall, I couldn't figure out anything about him.

Tears flowed down the corner of the mouth, and a pair of warm lips just lightly covered up, kissing off the teardrops.

"Don't cry, okay?"

Surrounded by his whispers, I twitched, nodded and shook my head, not knowing what to do.

I could only feel the gentle fingers pinning the hair to the side of my ear, rubbing for a long time, before pinching the earlobe and gently pressing it, like a request, and like a comfort that shrouded it.

"You're beautiful today, don't cry."

Suddenly stopped, thinking that he was looking at him in a follow-up voice, but as soon as he looked up, he noticed the sniffles approaching.

"But even if you cry, you're pretty."

The crying finally disappeared into the noise outside, and I listened quietly to the breathing of the predecessor, but I unconsciously approached and lit my lips on his lips.

As if smiling, the body that was about to retreat was hugged tightly by the person in front of him, and he fell on the bed with his head in his entirety.

The sound of joy mixed with gasping in the ear, the groping fingers finally faded off the clothes, and the warm caress swept around the neck all the way, and when the heat was close, he just kissed my forehead.

Call me over and over again to "recite."

Wrapped in heat, trapped in the confusion, I also wanted to speak out, and I also wanted to call his name.

But in the end, he swallowed his throat completely, and only a tear came out of the corner of his eye.

The tip of his tongue wrapped slightly, and he suddenly held the teardrop.

I heard his teasing gasps.

"Little crying bag."

"I didn't."

Words of scorn, but lock people tighter and tighter.

As if he had felt something, he smiled freely, and a mouth stuck up like this, pried open his lips and teeth, and lingered endlessly.

That night, I knew that being with someone I liked was different.

That joy can really make people sink for a long time.

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40

After becoming a parent, Zhang Fengwei never allowed me to do those laundry tasks, but always liked to keep my hands in the palm of his hand, and did not want to let go of them all night.

He seemed to like to treat me as some kind of gold noble man.

"You're now the treasurer's wife, of course, golden."

The people in front of me hugged tightly, and I swallowed the words I wanted to say.

I also knew that he had repeatedly refused my request to leave the courtyard, more because the world was in chaos again.

Listening to the neighbors gossip, something big happened in Jingzhao.

The Eastern Palace caught fire, the crown prince died, and even the emperor fell seriously ill and could not lie down.

"The most tragic thing is the prince's pet concubine!"

Wen Yan couldn't help but lean closer, only to hear the man continue to add his mouth.

"Before he died, the great beauty, behind him was a pile of ash, saying that it was burned to the point where there was no bone residue left."

"The prince's pet concubine... Is it the Liangdi Fang clan? ”

Suddenly, the people who gathered around him paused in shock.

"Yeah, it's not who that one can be."

Suddenly, there were no words, and I remembered Ji Yun again.

Although I knew that such speculation was unfounded, I still had the intuition that this disaster must be the same as the revenge that Aunt Liu had originally said.

It is just another reincarnation of hatred.

Thinking of this, for the first time, I was glad that I had never offended Ji Chen.

This thought was naturally not detected by Zhang Fengwei, not because I had never mentioned the previous things to him, but because he had always loved to drink alcohol recently.

Cup after cup, pot after pot.

Without a word, sit alone in the night.

I didn't know how to ask him what had happened, so I had to stay by and quietly pour the wine for him.

Finally, after a bitter laugh, the people around him raised a glass and drank it all.

"Nian Nian, tomorrow you will go with me to visit the Lord's lord, who has always said that he wants to see you."

Although it was a doubt, it was still necessary to do it.

Listening to the sighs of the people around me who hid all day long, I thought that the lord of the main family was a very annoying figure.

It wasn't until I stepped into the courtyard door that day and heard the kind words of the man in front of me that I knew that everything should be Zhang Fengwei's worries.

"Brother and sister, come and sit down." I didn't see you on the big day, but today I finally saw you. ”

Ping Bai was embarrassed by this enthusiasm, and Zhang Fengwei xu saw my thoughts and shook my hand.

"It took so long to come to see me, and I hope that the old man will not blame me."

"Where, but Mr. Hua went out of the city today, I'm afraid..."

After a slight pause, I heard the person in front of me just laughing and saying that it was okay.

Then the two of them didn't know where they went, and they left me alone in that hall.

The breeze blows, knocking on the silver bells under the eaves, as if the footsteps of people are gradually approaching.

I panicked and listened to the sudden stop in front of the door.

I didn't know whether to say it or not, but I hesitated and suddenly found that the man hurriedly stepped over.

It was right in front of people that I reacted to explaining the history.

"I am from Zhang's house, and I came here with my husband."

Suddenly, the man was silent for half a moment.

Outside the house, there were three or two whispers, and I vaguely heard Zhang Fengwei's voice.

Suddenly relieved, he bypassed the person and was about to go out, but when he turned around, his wrist was violently pulled by a brute force.

My heart was slightly shocked for a moment, and I felt the strength in my hand suddenly loosen.

The sound of rapid footsteps, leaving no words.

Inexplicably, the man stepped out of the house one step ahead of me.

For a moment, I couldn't help but be a little stunned, until I heard Zhang Fengwei's soft call, and I completely returned to God.

"Nian Nian, let's come back in a few days."

"Today, the lord and his guests, let's come back next time."

"Oh, okay."

Lost and discouraged, I followed the people back to the house, it was the sunset on the West Mountain, and I didn't understand why Zhang Fengwei took me on this trip.

All I could tell was that he did lie to me.

The Lord's lord didn't care if he saw me or not.

At night, I finally couldn't help but say this in his arms.

"You're lying to me."

I only felt the embracing hand tighten suddenly, and I bowed my head in front of the person in front of me.

"What do you say?"

"Who is Mr. Hua?"

After a long silence, I only felt a pair of hands covering my eyelids.

"It's a nobleman, and he may be able to help us."

41

Then I knew what Zhang Fengwei meant.

"Lady Cheng's eyes are not hopeless."

"Is this true?"

"Old decay is not guaranteed, but you can try it."

Sentence after sentence, one after another, but I was only worried.

It was only when I felt a pair of hands clenched tightly in the palm of my hand that I reacted slightly.

"Nian Nian, Mr. Hua is a rare famous doctor in the world, and his words must be credible."

"Naturally, I believed it."

But how does Zhang Fengwei know such a character?

Hanging his head in silence, after all, he did not say the thoughts that were entangled in his heart.

During those days, I sat alone in the courtyard, and often I couldn't wait to come back from early morning to midnight.

He said that the shop business was too good to be busy.

He also said that after all, Mr. Hua was a divine doctor invited by the lord of the family, and he should always be more dedicated to other things after receiving favors.

"There is also a serious illness in the family of the lord of the house?"

"I've never heard of it."

"Then why did you find Mr. Hua?"

Zhang Fengwei wrapped the sheet on my shoulder and reached out to wrap it tighter.

"The lord of the house does things for the nobles, and Mr. Hua is a nobleman, and I just got some way out of him."

Elegant?

Suddenly, his heart beat inexplicably.

I grabbed Zhang Fengwei's sleeve suddenly, but I couldn't shake out a word for half a moment.

Only when I had been reading him tightly lately, he smiled lowly and hugged me into his arms.

"I know, tomorrow there will be nothing to do, I have already taken a day off with the Lord's lord, and I can accompany you."

Although I got this sentence, the neckline that my fingers were holding did not let go at all.

A few minutes closer, he stuck his entire face in his shoulder.

"Then you accompany me to buy a hairpin?"

I felt the hand caressing the back pause slightly.

When I returned to God in a trance, all I heard was a "good" that I should have said to my predecessor.

42

Because of this "good", I didn't take half a moment to get a jade hairpin.

The treasurer said that his jade material was superior, full of light.

On the head, it is the most able to show the charm of the mother.

But rubbing the smooth silhouette, I just felt familiar.

"White Jade..."

He snorted, but the people around him paused.

"Thoughts?"

"Using white jade?"

"Yes, I didn't expect the lady to see it, but she could still feel it."

The treasurer on the side complimented sincerely, but I was depressed for no reason.

"No white jade."

Suddenly, he put down what he had in his hand.

This was the first time I had behaved so resolutely in front of Zhang Fengwei.

He was somewhat stunned, only picked up the hairpin and handed it back to the treasurer, and asked me again in a soft voice.

"What does that mind want?"

Squeezing the scarf in his sleeve slightly, I followed the sound toward him.

"What do you like?"

"What kind of hairpin do you like?"

Half a moment of silence, no one said another word.

It was only when mimi's treasurer was smiling at the side that I dared to let go of my hand slightly.

"For women to please themselves, Lang Jun might as well look at which of these hairpins is the most admirable."

I thought it would be a long silence.

But I didn't want to think that in an instant, the person standing next to me made a sound.

"Butterfly hairpin."

With that, he stepped straight into my bun.

"The butterfly hairpin is the most lining for you."

It seemed that a gust of wind was blowing on the cheeks, warmly and dryly stirring up the ears.

I don't know whether to be ashamed or laugh.

He hurriedly got up and stepped out of the store, leaving him alone to pay the treasurer.

The setting sun of that day haunted the mind along the willows.

I hid quietly in the hustle and bustle of the streets.

Waiting for him.

Waiting for him to laugh darkly, waiting for him to answer me.

Why butterfly hairpins?

"Because I miss you there."

"Where?"

"Heaven."

"What do you mean?"

"I used to see it in the trees when I was a child, under the sun, in the white clouds, there was a butterfly flying, you should be there.

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43

Trance looked up and listened to the flying sound in the sky inside the courtyard wall.

After all, I still didn't understand what Zhang Fengwei meant that day.

After only touching the butterfly hairpin on my head, I followed the call of the outsider and sat in the carriage.

Today is to thank the benefactor.

Because Zhang Fengwei said that Mr. Hua had sent several pairs of precious medicinal materials a few days ago.

"I thought it was just something that can be seen in a medicine shop, but when I asked, I realized that those things are worth a lot of silver."

Turning his head again, he held my face and looked at it for a while.

"After drinking medicine for so long these days, do you feel better?"

But he didn't say anything back, only smiled at him.

As if hiding a sigh, his fingers ran over my cheeks, finally pinching the earlobes of his sideburns.

"I don't think it's going to be that fast."

How can I hear a lot of helplessness in that sentence, I silently stroked his hand, and finally let him smile slightly.

"Nian Nian, do you know what I look like?"

Shocked.

"I... Never seen you. ”

"That's why I'm always anxious about your eyes, and only when you see me will you know what kind of person you are with."

Outside the car flashed the laughter of the child.

I grabbed its hand and didn't want to let go for a moment.

But in the end, it can't always be so clutched.

People will be seen as jokes.

Standing in front of the Lord's lord, I finally waited quietly beside me.

Zhang Fengwei told me earlier that Mr. Hua was not from Xuancheng and had come here to live temporarily in the house of the lord of the lord's house.

"Does that noble man also live here?"

I murmured, and I was suddenly stunned by this thought.

Trance remembered the inexplicable man last time.

My heart was uneasy for no reason.

After a few moments of hesitation, he finally lifted his skirt and went outside the house, but at the moment he stepped out of the threshold, he bumped into someone.

Shocked, he retreated and owed himself.

But the person in front of him did not get half a response.

Only the thick breathing was pressed, and the steps were approaching.

When I had nowhere to go, he choked.

Mixed with a hoarse whimper, a brain was buried in my neck.

It reminds me of the day I died at the age of nine thousand.

There was a man who was so stubbornly holding me.

"Season... win? ”

With a long exhale, the person who was clinging to me did not speak, but continued to stick to my body with the ear-catching heat.

Without asking, I just struggled to break away from him.

In a panic, he moved away several steps.

"How could the prince..."

"I begged Shen Ji for you, but he said you left on your own."

The mind is pounding.

Holding the blind stick, I reacted to the meaning of Ji Wei's words.

He climbed back.

The drama of the tiger falling in Pingyang being bullied by the dog finally came to an end.

Realizing this, my whole body inevitably stiffened.

For a while, I didn't know whether I should stand and reminisce with the deceased, or whether I should kneel down and bow to the nobles.

In the end, he could only put down the blind stick in his hand in a hurry, and hesitated to crouch down.

"The good thing is... Wang Ye is all right. ”

As if there was a momentary silence, he turned toward me.

"What about you?"

"Ann is uneasy?"

"Thank you very much for your thoughts, slave maid, everything is fine."

"Is it?"

The cold words came into my ears and caused me to purse my lips.

Just as he was about to say goodbye, he noticed that his hands were suddenly wrapped around his waist.

"I'm not good."

The tip of the nose was pressed against each other, and the warm air slipped into the collar.

Hurriedly pushed away, but finally due to the disparity in strength, he was still dead in his arms.

"Not good at all."

The sound of denigration tickled my ears and caused a flurry of panic.

It wasn't until the placket was rubbed slightly loose that he finally let go.

I thought it was Ji Wei's conscience that found out and let me go.

But I didn't want the words that sounded outside the house to make me realize the reality.

Suddenly stiff, I broke away from the arms of my predecessors.

The bell swayed for a moment, and the sound of the yellow oriole chirped, as if after a long time, I had never heard any words again.

The silence made me more and more panicked, I was going to catch something.

I staggered forward, but I lost my steps when I took a step, and suddenly pounced on Zhang Fengwei's body.

He did raise his arms to catch me, but the silence that had been there for all seemed to be alienation.

The sunset is fading, and the distant steps in front of it are hidden in a lonely place.

I don't know if I'm angry or if I'm giving up.

I didn't dare to ask for answers, so I waited silently until dark, leaning against the side of the bed, listening to the night wind hitting the window, and then again.

I thought it was a cold night, but I buried my face and shrunk into the bed again.

But I didn't want that embrace to hug me tightly.

"Nian Nian, let's get out of here and go to the north, to the river, okay?"

My voice trembled softly, and the heat made my ears burn.

Xu was full of grievances and bursting the embankment, and I almost eagerly hugged the person behind me.

Inch by inch, the fingers tightened tighter and tighter, and the face buried deeper and deeper.

Stuck in that warm snort, he kept nodding.

44

Although it was a temporary idea, Zhang Fengwei seemed to have thought about it for a long time.

Early the next morning, he went to the shop and said that he had to say goodbye to the lord at the end.

"I'll be back in the afternoon, thinking that you've packed up what you need to take with you."

The man carrying the wine jug finally turned back to me and asked me at the door.

Silently, I felt that his hand touched my palm, touched it in an instant, and then turned around and took a long step.

I don't know if it was a sudden uneasiness, or if it was the usual reluctance to send him away every day, and my heart was suddenly waiting for everything to be prepared.

necessary...

Fumbling and counting things, I finally hesitated here in this wooden box.

Xu hadn't taken it out for a long time, and the jade that was inlaid with it was even slightly astringent.

"Bang!"

The fire was closed and the wooden cover was closed, and finally out of the yard.

All the way along the heel of the wall, with that vague memory, I finally found a place.

I even remember that the treasurer of the jewelry shop hurried up to me as soon as I stepped into the door.

"How can a lady give birth to a person?"

In response to this, I only took out what I had hidden from my sleeve.

"Disturb the treasurer, I don't know if you can collect the old hairpin here?"

As if stunned, the person who reached for the thing looked at it carefully for a while before placing the box on the table again.

"Receiving is receiving, just..."

The person who lowered his eyebrows and waited for the person in front of him to continue to speak, but he did not want to suddenly make a warm voice ring in his ears, and suddenly a burst of excitement was pierced.

"The hairpin is old, but it should be replaced with a new one."

I turned back in shock, but I couldn't take a step at all.

Behind him, layers of people and horses were gathered at some point, and all of them blocked the way.

"Wangye, this is..."

"What do you like?"

Without even returning to that inquiry, Ji Wei casually flicked the strands of her sideburns and straightened the rings into my bun.

"This tourmaline apricot blossom carving is not bad."

"Prince, the slave maid didn't come here to change the hairpin."

"But in the end, there are too many things in Xuancheng."

Clutching it so hard that it was connected to the strands of hair, the hairpin was thrown to the ground.

"Snap!" A bang

The two halves were shattered, and the whole hall was silent.

As if it were the fear of the treasurer, a faint trembling was on the side.

I squeezed my sleeves tightly and let the bean break into the collar in a cold sweat.

It was only when the smoke was blown by the wind that my brain was dizzy and trance-like, and I suddenly realized that I was like back in the past.

Crawling on his knees for half a day, just to wait for the jade-faced man with the gold embroidery nylon in front of him to watch the bitter soup medicine penetrate the intestines and stomachs.

The sun is scorching, piercing the bottom of the abdomen.

But what the ear hears is still that sentence.

"Give me some rewards."

But what is this reward?

After swallowing a long exhale, I stood in place somewhat depressed, allowing my predecessors to ask for temptations again and again.

It was only as the day drew closer and the voices of the streets and alleys became more and more complex that I realized that he had finally lost interest.

"I'm not going to let you go this time."

But it was a few cold words.

I completely loosened my tight sleeve skirt and listened only to his slow footsteps and brush past him.

"Didn't you like this butterfly noodle at first?"

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45

Ji Wei only gave me an hour.

"If you don't come out of this courtyard by then, I'll kill him and welcome you out."

I don't know how to swallow the bitter taste.

I only silently responded to his words, and my footsteps moved slightly, and I could not open the decaying door in front of me.

Only then did I feel that the square inches of open space turned out to be a grinding heart.

"Miss you're back."

In the end, I pushed the door in, hurriedly greeted me, but finally stopped when I saw the carriage and horse behind me.

Suddenly, pulling my wrist, Zhang Fengwei pulled me into the back room.

The warbler chirped for a moment, full of noise.

It seems to be pacing back and forth, or closing the window over and over again.

I knew that his haphazard actions were nothing more than trying to find another way out.

But, did you find it?

"In fact, it can have nothing to do with you."

"What has nothing to do with it?"

The first time he was hit by such a hidden anger, he stood at that end, not moving.

"How irrelevant?"

Silent enough to hear the sound of breathing, I lowered my eyebrows and tightened my fingers.

A surge of acid, sour throat.

"This time it should be... When it was never recognized..."

"You just decided to do that?"

Suddenly, the tone of anger crossed my heart like a sharp blade, and I hid my long exhale and only barely laughed.

"You also said that you used to have a crush, but isn't it just right now?" You can continue to stay by her side. ”

"Thoughts..."

"I know that you have always been kind-hearted and always unwilling to be ruthless, but you will compromise with me every time, will you really not resent me in the future?"

"Why do you think that?"

"In fact, I should have made it clear a long time ago, I have not been that determined, using your soft heart to lock you around, even if you have not complained, why don't I feel shameless, I am... I can't stand you anymore. ”

Suddenly a tear fell on the back of my hand, I thought I was getting up, but suddenly I heard the voice getting more and more hoarse.

"Turns out you already knew."

Choking up, I only hid the tears.

The eaves of the bell grass shook, and all the Swallow Ming Chun language was taken away.

Only a slight gust of wind swept through, and the butterflies in the air folded their wings and dissipated, falling into the soil in an instant.

Yes, I already knew.

This world is not so good, can be called a reunion for many years or the deceased.

Who would Zhang Fengwei know about Cheng Niannian?

He only knows the rules.

The slave rules of the royal palace are just that.

The one who knows Cheng Niannian is the one who always excuses himself to repay Heaven's favor.

The one who wants to go to the river, the one whose heart belongs.

And the one who was punished for helping me, broke his legs, feet, and throat, and couldn't do the Jinyi guard anymore.

It should have been Ru Ming who spoke to me in the first place.

"Thoughts!"

Suddenly, it sounded like a panicked chaser behind him, as if he had been put down in front of the door.

Knives and guns point to the flesh.

The hidden whimper was in the fingerprints, as if not an inch had ever been released.

I froze in the car, choking on the incense.

"The prince promised me."

Suddenly the curtain was thrown, and the rudder rolled straight.

The horseshoe stepped on the dust, and finally stepped on the sound.

46

"There is no feast under heaven that will not be scattered."

How on earth could the mother and father say such indifferent words to their father's grave?

I don't understand it now.

"Lady, this earring was specially ordered by the prince to be set for you, and the whole Xuancheng can't find a second pair."

It's so childish and cheerful again.

I was in a trance, and only then did I realize that the little girl had already hung the thing on her earlobe without saying a word.

It's time for the sixth time, send these unwarranted things.

Ji Wei seemed to start to become like Shen Ji, imprisoning herself while thinking about rewarding a date to eat.

I laughed weakly, but finally I reached out and unloaded the jade and handed it back.

But it was a burst of clothes, a familiar atmosphere.

"Still don't like it?"

I stood up and waited to the side.

A few shallow steps faded away, the carved door closed slightly, and the whole room was just me and the two of them.

"Stand and do even more, come here."

The voice is gentle and shallow, like a breeze in the clouds.

After a few moments of hesitation, the man leaned over my skirt and leaned over my waist, his cheeks pressed against his belly, his breathing heavily.

"I know you hate me, but if you're not with me, what's the point of all this?"

The candle flames opened quietly, and there was a slight sound.

I was stunned, completely unaware of Ji Wei's meaning, and only struggled to take a few steps back.

But he let go of me first,

"He's out of town."

Shut up and stop pestering.

Hearing a "dumb" knock at the door, the man left the house.

I don't know what it's like to have in my head.

I just bit my lip and didn't let the tears fall.

47

Either way, Ji Wei kept her promise.

He can be safe.

Enough is enough.

You shouldn't ask for anything more.

So...

"Don't think about it."

Gently opening my lips and teeth, I finally finished my last sentence to the little girl who wrote next to me.

"Don't... Thoughts..."

The compound writing was finally put aside, and the lark folded and put it into the envelope.

"I'll send it out for my mother today."

"Thank you."

"The lady does not need to thank me, you are the person who has been looking for the heart of the prince for a long time, and the lark is also repaying the prince's life-saving grace for sharing your worries for you."

"A lifesaver?"

It was like a shallow laugh.

"If it weren't for gongzi rescue, BaiLingxu would have died in the mutiny in the capital long ago."

Rao raised his eyebrows, not wanting to scare the people in front of him, the lark corrected his posture when he came to the great enemy, and explained in a hurry.

"The lark is only bent on repaying kindness, and there is absolutely no thought, the lady is thousands..."

"Why save you?"

?

"Ji Wei..."

Why would you save an irrelevant person?

How can there be kindness to take care of an irrelevant person?

"How could it save you?"

Completely puzzled, the little lark lowered his voice, as if indifferent for a moment.

"Gongzi's heart is like a long moon, he is the best good person under this day, and when he encounters poor and poor people on the road, he has always been giving alms to help, how could the lady ask such a question?"

"Good man?"

I wanted to open my mouth, but in the end I was in a hurry to stop.

The lark spoke lowly, neglecting to bring a lot of persuasion.

"Niangzi, the lark is more than a line, I didn't think about niangzi's situation, but..."

"Lark."

Suddenly a deep sentence interrupted the words that continued to be said, and I heard the sound sideways, just a few footsteps approaching, and the old man put down his things and only gave orders to people plainly.

"Let's fry these medicines for Lady Cheng."

A little hesitation, in the end to owe.

"Yes, Mr. Hua."

Closing his speech, he retreated out of the porch.

I listened to that step with trepidation, and in a flurry of thoughts, I was confused.

The tea cup fell on the table, but Mr. Hua took the lead in facing me.

"Lark doesn't know those things, and Lady Cheng doesn't have to care about her words."

"I know."

After a moment of silence, Mr. Hua sighed for a moment and opened his mouth again.

"I also didn't expect that the person Ji Gongzi was looking for was actually Zhang Zhang..."

As if there was a pause, Mr. Hua swallowed the words back.

"Lady Cheng, this matter is indeed the mistake of Ji Gongzi for obsession, but only in this way can it be possible to untie the knot."

"What knot needs to be untied like this?"

But it was silent, and the predecessors were silent for a long time.

"The capital has long been devastated by that group of scourges, the city is huge, even a girl like a lark can't tolerate it, this Great Yong Dynasty has only been able to come to an end for more than ten years, so I don't believe that those former imperial court eagle dogs can become big things, Ji Gongzi..."

Taking a sip of tea, Mr. Hua finally stabilized his voice.

"It's me, Old Master Hu, and everyone in the lark who believes to be the Lord."

"It is difficult to understand the world's major events from a humble origin, and Mr. Hua does not need to say this with me."

"I know that because of Lady Cheng's eye disease, I am the only person who knows the inside story, there is no change in the past, I dare not ask the lady to treat everything as if everything never happened, but it is not difficult to let Ji Gongzi make up for it, not to be trapped by the past, huasheng can only plead with the lady to give some opportunities to turn back, and mo watch Ji Gongzi drown in this decadence."

The old man's voice was so earnest that I didn't know why I squeezed the sleeve of my hand more and more.

I didn't think about it.

Even more compelling than the indifferent gesture of the past is the bitter words that are now reasonable.

By that long sigh buried in my throat, I deserved to slow down.

"After all, there is no duckweed, why should Mr. Hua be so worried about me?"

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48

"What if the adulterer in the play dies without receiving the evil retribution?"

"It is the most unbearable, wrong love, no source to trace, but this is also a common thing in the world, so let you sincerely worship the Buddha, do not seek success in this life, but seek a cause and effect, so as not to fall into this endless sea of suffering, and you will not be able to earn it in your lifetime." 」

At that time, I didn't understand my mother's words.

Sitting in the pavilion, I listened to Mr. Hua's three or two words, but my mind was only thinking about the days of the former royal palace.

Or it should not be said to be the royal palace.

Because of the age when the hero drama was played in the memory, Ji Wei was still only a child in the general corner, and the palace was just an ordinary official eunuch.

The official eunuchs were not powerful, but they were born with two treasure trees.

One is Lu and one is Yin.

Lu is in front, Win is in the back.

Lu has the talent of heaven and the talent of people.

Unfortunately, Lu was weak since he was a child, and he had no chance of Honghuzhi, so he had to live in the Taoist Temple all day long, qing cultivation and meditation to alleviate his illness, and only returned to the house every six months, and that heroic drama was the greeting gift that Mrs. Ji family held for her beloved son.

It was a blessing to be there, and I had to see such a fascinating play at the age of six.

So remember clearly, the two little people sitting on the top.

A golden crown, a meridian bun, eyebrows and eyes are seven points like, but the temper is completely different.

Everyone says that one year less is less.

Ji Wei was inferior to that big Lang Jun after all.

Worse, worse.

After more than ten years of talking, I said that I was married.

Fang Shu, the fang family's mother who has been dating Ji Ying since she was a child, does not like her fiancé Lang and misses her brother instead.

Young people don't know the absurdity.

The young girl was arrogant and reckless, complaining bitterly, kneeling and crying and begging only to marry her sweetheart, just when the two families were soft-hearted, the young man held the flag, returned from defeat, and was crowned as a king with a different surname that even the Ji family could not control.

This marriage cannot be changed after all.

No one can change.

Rao's red and white things will come together, and they can't change.

"The eldest brother has the illness of the eldest brother, and the king greets the king's relatives, and the two are irrelevant, so why delay in talking?"

Leaving these words, in the night when Ji Lu did not hold his last breath, Ji Wei and Fang bailed into the cave room.

Also that day, standing in front of the Red Candle House, I saw a white lantern hanging in the distance.

Niang said that Prince Ji was looking for the cause and effect of this world.

"What present worldly cause and effect?"

"'Worse' cause and effect."

"Did you find it?"

"Even if it is so easy, I am afraid that in the future there will only be the karmic reward of 'if the person does not die.'"

"If you hadn't died..."

So mixed in a vague smoke, when I first heard Ji Wei say it through the crowd of wuyang, it was still that sentence.

"If only you weren't dead."

Mr. Hua said that it was Ji Wei's sincerity.

Originally, they had already escaped from the city, but Ji Gongzi still insisted on taking the risk of retrieving his brother's spiritual position because of the news that was difficult to confirm. Cheng Niangzi is not only the deceased of Ji Gongzi, presumably she also knows the ins and outs, the mistakes committed without knowing the depth of the year should not completely bury the heart of atonement for the good now, Ji Gongzi is no longer the cold-blooded person who was originally cold-blooded. ”

But I didn't dare to respond to anything, just stood still.

Listening to the bell clanging with the wind, the incense candle in the mind was weak, and the yin that covered the sky was cast from the plaque of the ancestral hall, just without the half-look of Ji Ying in the memory.

Maybe he really wanted something, but it wouldn't be a turning back.

Because in addition to the tablet that was offered respectfully, there was also Fang Shu, who was never in the sea of fire and had no corpse.

49

I don't know if it's because the nightmare of the past has found the door again.

Or maybe I'm obsessed with Fang's death.

For no reason, I thought more and more about Ruming.

"Mother, this is more than a hundred miles between the rivers, Rao is fast and whipped and can not be sent there in a few days, let alone the reply will take a lot of time, you are so anxious, so that every few days you send a letter, again..."

But it was a deep voice, and The Bailing paused for a long time before he spat out the second half of the sentence.

"Why bother?"

Obviously, it should be an exhortation, but vaguely from the tone that quietly went down, I sensed several hesitations.

It seems that it should not be said, but the idea of being biased in the heart and pinching it continuously, so that it lasts for several days, is a vague attitude.

The lark girl seemed to be entangled in something.

This more or less reminds me of the original Ruming, true and false, mixed with joys and sorrows, wandering in the difficult love, which makes people unbearable to pierce.

"The lark girl cherishes this life-saving grace."

Suddenly, the hand of the predecessor rubbing the envelope seemed to be a sudden pause.

... Why? ”

But I did not answer, I lowered my eyebrows, by the autumn breeze outside the pavilion scraped my cheeks, as if there were a few trembling sounds in my ears, pulling me unconsciously began to touch the butterfly hairpin.

"Ruming is the same to me, a life-saving grace."

"So I understand the lark girl, like..."

.

A sudden tremor interrupted all my words, as if it were the sound of a sudden kneeling, and the person in front of me whimpered and only leaned to his feet.

The sudden sobs seemed to pull strings, scratching and piercing.

It was pieced together, and I was able to sort out her intermittently connected words.

She said it was all for me.

In order not to let me misunderstand, not to let me be impulsive.

It didn't make me unable to believe that Ji Wei wanted to make up for everything.

Don't let me...

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Squeezing the skirt and swallowing the uneasiness that surged in my heart, I finally stopped her unbearable choking.

"Mother, I'm sorry, your... Husband Jun, on the second day out of the city, fell into the river and died. ”

At that moment, I vaguely remembered my mother-in-law in the shadow of the candlelight when I was a child.

The eyebrows are as soft as it is, but the mouth says that Dad has long been killed in battle.

That look may be just like me at this moment, calm and calm, listening to the last sentence of the lark but still has no sense of reality.

50

"Boom, quick! Bring those things with you and follow..."

It was the sound of sudden scattering on the ground, accompanied by the loud sound of falling to the ground, and the footsteps of the rushing approaching.

For me, the death of my mother-in-law is like this.

I don't know where the blood flowed, but it stopped abruptly, like a broken silk thread in the woods, and it was no longer found in a flash.

That's why I always dream over and over again, the face in a pool of blood, the body next to the dry well, the panicked brow, and the cloudy eyes lying on the bed.

It was the death that I speculated, in the dream, and kept depicting.

It was my mother,her sixth sister, my aunt Willow, and my father's death.

There was no spilled rotten flesh, no stranded hair, no flying insects crawling over the fingers, only patches of color mixed in one place and the sound of fading away.

It's like an illusion, vague in the clouds, hidden in the black fog, and can't give a single definite understanding at all.

It was as if the sound in my head at this moment, except for the incessant cries in my ears and the floating corpses that rippled by the river in my imagination, there was nothing to do with it.

It seems that dying in me has the same meaning as parting.

But it's... The fate is over.

But the lark's guilt, apologies, and the voices that broke my heart for me reminded me that it wasn't like that.

Stupidly, I could hear her creeping, coughing, snot and tears stuffed, thinking that a tear was flowing, but her heart was always a white dazed.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all the slave's fault, you don't blame the prince, don't blame..."

The rapid cries did not fail without the birdsong that flew over the eaves.

I was in a trance and sat alone for a long time.

I don't remember how these mixed cries disappeared from my ears, but I only opened Mu Ran's eyes, and I didn't say a word as much as I was stirred up by the cool breeze.

That night, Ji Wei stepped into my room again.

With the sound of the wind, he said in a deep voice that the lark would never appear in front of me again.

"What does it have to do with her?"

I turned my head in unison, and only then did I finally return to God's half-breath from the drowning thoughts.

"It's none of my business."

But it was a resolute voice, Ji Wei seemed to want to prove something, and even the voice line trembled a few points more than before.

"I didn't kill him."

Immediately it was just a long exhale, I did not answer, only continued to stare at the distance that could never be seen, silent in a dark line of sight.

The person next to me was not willing, and pulled my wrist and forced me to breathe.

"You don't believe it?"

"I don't know..."

He even smiled and responded lightly.

"I don't know.

A moment of coolness slid over the end of his eyes.

"I'm blind, I can't see anything, I can't be sure of anything."

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51

Since that day, my eyes have always been involuntarily accompanied by tears.

Mr. Hua said that if he continued like this, Hua Tuo would not be able to save my eyes in his next life.

Ji Wei listened to this and didn't say anything, just sat in a muffled voice.

It seemed to look at me, and it took a long time to meditate before finally giving a word.

"Please Mr. Hua do your best."

I didn't hear much reluctance and attachment from that tone, so I never thought that karmic reincarnation would appear before my eyes so quickly.

Day after day, I numbly poured in the bitter soup medicine presented by Mr. Hua, feeling the astringency like a sickle hook, piercing the stomach and intestines, as if pulling flesh and blood until the blood rushed and drowned my breath.

Obviously it was a healing thing, but in the nightmares and terrible intuitions that lingered every night, it became a deadly swamp, not an inch through the nasal cavity, but I didn't even want to struggle anymore.

Like those who have fallen as niang said before, they deceive themselves and evade, because they can't get rid of the dumbness, and they only hesitate all the time.

I thought I would be like this for the rest of my life, drowning in darkness, guilt, self-blame, and endless pain.

But don't want to burn your eyes.

The burning smoke and the fierce flames of the piercing eyes enveloped me, and finally I could see the girl who was burning on the grass mat.

Miserable white, childish.

Just like that, lying stiffly in the shadow of the fire, let the flames fly wildly, eroding her seemingly peaceful face.

"Cheng Niangzi! You come out, it's dangerous there! ”

There was such persuasion in my ears, but all I could hear was a buzzing sound in my head.

I don't know whether it was because of the shock brought about by the clearer line of sight, or the shock brought about by Mr. Fang Caihua's indifferent explanation.

I approached step by step, trying to use my hands to shake off the smoke.

But it was a violent pull, and I was forced to leave the burned girl.

"Are you crazy?!"

Suddenly, he turned his head and shot into the pupil by the glare of the sun.

I followed the sound and stared straight, and saw that the figure in front of me appeared through the light and shadow, with its lips and teeth open, a broken ear, and qi Qi's gaze just looking at me.

"You have to torture me like this?!"

"Why kill her?"

For a moment, the sight of Kankan made the man's eyes flash with a lot of surprise.

"You... Your eyes. ”

"Ji Wei, why did you kill the lark?"

This strange and familiar face in front of me made me very confused.

Ji Wei seems to have changed.

The beard is hanging on the jaw, a table of plain clothes, and it is not like the arrogant appearance of the face on the back.

But how long it has changed, how much it has changed, I don't know.

All I know is that it's time to ask.

Not everyone is saying that you are not like that year, so why kill such an innocent person because of a trivial matter, or even refuse to even be a whole corpse...

"The lark died by trying medicine on behalf of the mother."

But he did not wait for the answer of the predecessor, and Mr. Hua, who was waiting behind him, took the lead in opening his mouth.

"She is a traitor to the capital, and she should have died." Nowadays, the only way to cure the mother's eye disease is to use dangerous medicine, and the prince is not willing to take risks, so naturally he uses this initiator first. ”

Stagger a step.

I couldn't listen to Mr. Qinghua's words behind me, only to feel a mouthful of blood gushing out of my throat, blocking my heart socket and burning the black shadow under my eyes.

The black shadow was like a memory, covering the line of sight, mixed with the scorching sun, threatening me like a thorn.

I seemed to see the shiny golden boots again.

Condescending, cold as a snake scorpion.

"Huh."

I don't know if this taunt was then or now.

As I sat on the ground, I stared at the inexhaustible fire in front of me, and the mud and sand under my feet crossed the tight fingers, one grain after another, slipping away, like a black rat that escaped, and like the fate that I could not hold on to many times.

"She is me, I am her."

She is me, I am her.

52

"Your way back really has never changed."

This is the only sentence I left for Ji Wei when I left.

I don't know if this sentence hurt Ji Wei, but at least since that day, he really hasn't come looking for me, but Mr. Hua.

With white eyebrows hanging down, he staggered.

The withered two fingers reached out to me, and only a wooden box was handed over.

"This was later found from the lark's room, and the lady looked at it, there are no relics."

I glanced at the miscellaneous objects, but I didn't move.

"Mr. Hua doesn't have to do this, I can't do anything except make a character like you think."

Like a deep groan, the old man next to him did not respond, only pushed the thing closer a few points.

"Before the lark told me about this, neither Gongzi nor I knew that Zhang Shou had died, and there was no news of this person in the city at all."

Rao was stunned, and I looked at the past.

"Therefore, Niangzi's husband definitely did not go because of an accident, but it should have been the handwriting of the jackals in the capital, in order to separate the niangzi and the prince."

"Distancing?"

"The lark told the lady about this, which is nothing more than to make the lady hate the prince, hate the heart, and then borrow a knife to kill people."

Listening to this, my eyes still fell on the wooden box.

Kankan a bright color, beaded jade bracelet, rouge powder, scattered daughter's family things, but only a plain small sack sandwiched in it, particularly dazzling.

Daylight pierces through the pores, faintly reflecting what is in the bag.

I hesitated, my mind flickering past the intermittent sound of the girl kneeling and crying before.

Whimpering, just like a string of broken beads, scattered outlining the hidden deception and heartfelt words.

"Obviously, I can do it myself, but this strategy is too stupid."

After all, I sighed, and I ignored the doubts on Mr. Hua's face, but just picked up the sack and pulled the tether.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, blowing off flakes of ashes and sticking to the mouth of the bag.

I slowly shook and fiddled with it until a long time when I found a piece of paper where I could see the handwriting.

It's a "thought."

A parting word.

The sentence "You probably can't see this letter." ”

"The letter of the deceased husband of the mother is also burned by this group of people as something that can be used."

The deep voice next to me seemed to be mixed with silky persuasion, as if they wanted to anticipate my anger, and as if they wanted to soothe my helplessness.

The cry went around the beam, and the breath gradually fell.

Listening to Mr. Hua's words one after another like a fly moth flying into the ear, I was entangled in that mixed thought for a long time and did not make a sound, until I re-tied the good things and put them back in place, and saw that the plain white color was buried in the, and finally buckled the lid.

"She pushed the choice on me."

"What did the lady say?"

I didn't know what to sigh, I smiled and shook my head, cutting off Mr. Hua's thoughts of trying to ask, and only vaguely speaking alone.

It was to push me the choice of whether to kill Ji Ying or not.

Let someone else make the decision.

Let herself have a little room for hesitation in the entanglement of love and faithfulness.

53

"People are very shrewd, they will use fate as a step, throw away those things they don't want to face."

I can't remember how long I heard this few sentences from my mother, but I remember that in front of Daddy's dry tablet, three incense candles stood in front of me, blocking the inscription and blocking the face of the person who had turned his back.

That night, the mother said a lot of things related to her father.

Say that he is serious about righteousness, that he is smart, and that he comes and goes quickly.

"Come and go fast?"

"Yeah, I wasn't pregnant with you at the time, so I had to clamor to get the flowers in the building back to be small, take a knife and scold for a few days, thinking that I was affectionate and deep, and I didn't mention this matter again after a while."

"It's still very serious."

But he didn't answer the call, and the person in the memory slowly turned around, and a pair of indifferent eyes reflected the shadow of the fire without much waves.

"That's why it's good to say it's like this now."

"Dead, when I come to my head, I think of us, not dead, what I think in my heart is us, if I really stay together, I can't say for sure, your father is just like that in my heart." 」

That really made me scoff at the time.

Because of the years, months and months, whenever the memorial is made, the mother will not forget her father.

So I always thought it was purely the mother's self-consolation, until then she died.

I learned that the famine in Xuancheng dragged on for half a month before it became big, and my mother's last letter to my father also dragged on for half a month before it was sent.

Because of the riots, the letter disappeared and contact was severed.

My mother told me that it was fate that was difficult, but she knew it in her heart.

She had chosen it herself.

She couldn't fool herself.

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54

Naturally, I don't know if the lark had deceived himself when he was dying, but I myself should never be so confused and go down the path of fate in a confused way.

So for the first time, I took the initiative to find Ji Wei.

But there was no chance at all.

As soon as I stepped inside, I was blocked at the door.

"Mother, the prince is discussing important matters, it is not convenient to see you, please come back later."

The dim lantern swayed in the silence of the night, and I did not refute it, but only looked at the silhouettes of several people in the room reflected in the candlelight in front of the window, open and depressed.

After a long time, shaking my ears as if recalling the sound of the building about to fall, the residual breath of the thin Western Mountains swallowed in the beams and tiles, which made me want to go forward to confirm something.

The hand that was standing in front of me blocked the way ahead, and after a moment's hesitation, I finally retreated.

The moonlit night was foggy and cold.

It wasn't until midnight, when I was sitting alone in the house, that I waited for a "jingle" in front of the door.

"They said you went looking for me."

The man in the thin shirt did not smile comfortably, but reluctantly, and wu zi pushed the door and sat in.

"It's really rare."

A slight snort made me look at him, watching him drink all the tea by himself, as if there was no one around.

There were many thoughts in his heart, but there was no clue on his mouth, vaguely thinking only about what he had to grasp, rubbing his sleeves left and right, and finally asking a voice.

"Ji Wei, do you like me?"

Seemingly a slightly stiff hand, Ji Wei glanced at me.

"Is it for this to find me?"

"What about you, do you like me?"

But he didn't think to wait for me to respond to anything, the man was hidden in the cold moonlight, his thin lips slightly opened, and he cut off my words in an instant.

I looked at his smiling face at the edge of the window, as if anticipating my silence, and turned the rim of the cup only to open my mouth again

"Or do you hate me?"

Slightly frowning, I didn't understand why Ji Wei was asking these questions, but just stared at him, watching him look increasingly lonely, mixed in that side of the yin, unable to distinguish between sadness.

"I ruined your eyes, don't you hate me?"

"I forced you to cater to my heart, you don't hate me?"

"I told you to separate from him, and you don't hate me?"

"Even if I may have killed your sweetheart, you don't hate me?"

"You obviously should..."

A momentary sinking breath, the words suddenly stopped in a silence.

I sat where I was, away from him, and felt his undulating breathing as if suppressing a strong bitter complaint, and I choked my throat one by one, making him unable to slow down.

"After all, you didn't kill Ru Ming, didn't you?"

The death-like silence seemed to hide a momentary ridicule from the predecessors.

"What if? If I had killed it, would you have hated me? ”

"You want me to hate you?"

"Shouldn't you hate me?!"

The sudden anger made me a little stunned, looking at his eyes confused and stubborn, but let me vaguely see the teenager who was once raging and wanted to prove himself.

Fleeting thoughts, accompanied by countless memories in my head, I seemed to understand something.

His sleeves were clenched and his face was confused.

Under his burning gaze, I finally said what I thought.

"Hate is too far, Ji Wei, my relationship with you is only that."

55

I don't remember how the decadent man got out of the yard that night.

I only remember that it was the sharp and dragging taunts that ji wei ended the mad inquiry, and I also knew exactly why Ru Ming died.

Ji Wei really didn't lie to me in this matter.

Ru Ming died because he had been a hundred households and had died as a subordinate of Shen Ji.

"By exchanging the secrets of the Jingcheng Army for Mr. Hua's treatment of you, Shen Ji can no longer keep him in his heart."

After watching his hysterical madness, the response I received about Ruming was this.

I thought that at this point, all the truth could be accepted.

I don't want this matter to be like the sharpest needle piercing into the heart, stuffed with blood and choked on the heart, and the whole body trembled.

"Snap!"

It was shaking to help the wrong place, struggling to pull, with the table to smash the porcelain cup on the ground.

I swallowed the irrepressible pain towards Ji Wei.

"You knew early on that it was Ru Ming and me who begged you?"

But it was calm and determined, and the look in his eyes did not change, only gave me the answer.

The world collapsed and collapsed, and I only felt that the rapid breathing passed for a moment, the nose was sour, the eyes were wet, and I searched left and right, and it was not easy to find a gap.

Ru Ming actually lost his life because of this.

Because of my stupidity, my cowardice.

It's mine...

"You play with him."

I don't know who exactly this harsh word was addressed to, I cut off the skin and flesh like a knife in pain, I blushed, penetrated a blur and looked at the indifferent person in front of me, saw his lips and teeth slightly open, and saw that he looked depressed.

"Jinyi Wei has a rare good death, he has a chance, he does not want it."

Don't want it yourself?

Don't do it yourself.

The tears that dripped at the feet were burning, they were hard and unforgettable, welded into the flesh.

Until I caught a glimpse of the clothes on that side of the wall, I finally fell down without being able to support it any longer, shrinking behind the moonlight, crouching in the dark shadow of the corner, clasping the brick cracks, and blood and tears, one after another, I finally buried all my anger.

56

I finally understood.

Why was it that when I was blinded in the first place, my mother desperately went to grab Ji Wei's clothes like a crazy woman.

Although only that moment, people were sent to the material room by many shackles, but I still understood.

She was willing to endure, but she didn't want me to be an adult.

It's like I don't care about natural disasters and man-made disasters, but I don't want to be used by people even if I die.

When Mr. Hu left his mansion and ran to Jiangnan, Mr. Hua hurriedly rode to the outskirts of the city, and everything would be burned down and burned, and all would be dissipated with the ethereal dust and smoke.

I finally grabbed the dagger, listened to the ordnance knives and guns raised on the periphery of the courtyard wall, and walked through the miserable crowd in the courtyard to the door of Ji Wei's house.

The rest of the road is broken, and he will die here today.

Pushing the door and stepping in, the person who was paralyzed by the toast in the house still did not move his eyes, only looked at the roof, his eyes were like a bald eagle, there was no spirit, only the wilt that could not be hidden.

"You're not leaving."

I didn't answer the question, but just took a few steps forward to add a glass of wine for the people.

The muffled silence outside the house was indiscriminately ridiculed by the crows that swept by, and Ji Wei stood up lazily and stared at me, as if she had seen through it.

I thought I would be frightened by this, but I didn't want to be relaxed for no reason.

Stepping back an inch, the handle of the knife held in my palm was slightly covered with sweat, and I hesitated for half a moment, and finally made up my mind to strike, but at that moment, the man with the bun suddenly sipped down the hot wine, like a prisoner on the guillotine, and opened his mouth hoarsely.

"She said I only know likes and dislikes, I don't know love and hate."

Frowning, my movements finally stopped behind me.

"Even to the point of death, she still says I'm a madman and a fool who's far inferior to that person."

"You know what I'm talking about. You've seen it, right? That man, Ji Lu. ”

Indifferently tilting his head, Ji Wei's eyes covered the heavy light and shot straight at me.

Like waiting for my answer, like not wanting to know, being silent for a long time or talking to yourself.

"Do you know what he said to me the night he died, when I went to see him in my wedding dress for the last time?"

"Quit being stupid."

Suddenly, with a ridiculous laugh, Ji Wei shook her head vigorously.

"He told me to abstain from delusion, like a brother, and to teach me as if we were really affectionate and respectful. Doesn't he know? What I hate the most, the one I hate the most, is him, always pulling out a head, taking precedence in everything, my father likes it, my mother loves me, I wear a robe, and I don't have to pay attention to anything. The Ji family, the court, ignored it. Xianfeng Dao Bone was in a good shape, but the pickled dirty things had all lost me. In the end, everyone still let me learn, saying that he was a genius, and I was not enough. I can't reach it. Yeah, of course! A sick man, why should I go? A sick man, a Taoist monk who has never liked people, he has feelings, he knows more than I do?! ”

With the four broken wine cups thrown in my hand, I saw something quietly standing on the side of the short table.

Xiao Suo was dead, and it was exactly Ji Lu's tablet.

Suddenly, it seemed as if memories were gradually rising, and the words that flashed in my mind coincided with those in front of me little by little.

"If you hadn't died..."

"If he hadn't died... He will see more clearly! He understands what I understand, what he can't do I do, I ji win not worse than him ji lu a minute! Say I don't understand love and hate, why don't you understand? Aren't you hating me now? ”

The momentary force suddenly fixed his wrist, and at the moment when he dropped this sentence, the dagger in my hand was pulled and lit up under the moon.

The silver-white blade glowed with a cool light, illuminating the pupils of an almost epileptic person.

Perhaps there was a momentary hesitation that forced the force that was pinched on the wrist to be a few points harder.

Pulling and forcing, he aimed the tip of the knife straight at his own chest.

It was seen inch by inch, sinking into the clothes, piercing into the flesh.

The round beads of blood slid over the blade and wet the tiger's mouth, and I lowered my eyes and finally exhaled a long breath.

"Ji Wei, you don't love me."

"How could it be?"

Before I could finish listening to this sentence, the deafening noise outside the window was drowned out.

It was the relentless cry of burning and looting, covering my dagger and piercing his heart completely.

Lowering his eyebrows, he saw the wishful smile, mixed with the blood in his mouth, and looked up to touch something.

A touch of my fingertips crossed the end of my eyes, and I watched as I finally fell down after I let go of my hands.

The crimson stained, dragging the pace.

At the last glance when I got up and left, I looked at his dying but wide eyes.

"Ji Wei, you should ask yourself, ask yourself what you want."

Never thinking of listening to the answer of a dying man, I turned around and pressed the trembling to push the door open.

But it is the breath that remains intermittently.

Wandering over there.

"Eyes..."

"A pair of trust... Also always watching my... eye. ”

"Yikes."

In the end, the carved door was lightly closed and did not stay.

As I walked out of the courtyard, I shut up the conversation in the house where I had gone.

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57

I never thought that I would have a chance to live, but my hands were stained with blood, and I still hid in the bushes by relying on the flow of people in the palace, saw countless slaves tied up and kneeling, crossed countless corpses that had been cut down, and walked closer and patient, crawling through the dog hole and escaping from the day of life.

So I went all the way north, straight to the river, and on the way to inquire about the trail of Ruming, I finally had to smell it.

The new emperor ascended the throne and the world changed hands.

The surname Wu became the surname of the state, and Wu Qi became the new king.

This inexplicably reminded me of the moment when the four eyes faced each other in the chaos of the soldiers and horses on that day.

In front of the Black Armor Army, Ma Lang, who was shining in the sunlight, was holding a dark birthmark that resembled a soaring dragon, and his eyes were heavy.

It was as if I had discovered my fish that had slipped through the net, and I wanted to take a step closer, and finally in a moment of confusion, I frowned for a moment, and twisted my eyes to ignore me.

I'm still not sure if that's the old man.

It's just that I feel more and more sorry, and I am more and more eager to find ruming's old knowledge.

From county to county, from city to country.

Whenever I went to the tea shop, I pestered and interrogated the elderly people I might know.

"Have you ever heard of Ruming?"

"Such as... toll? ”

But it was not the old man with the two dim eyes who answered my words.

Looking down, I saw the horned child biting the candy man muttering from the sidelines.

"Such as... Ming..."

"Xiao Langjun knows?"

"I don't know."

The same answer, I smiled a little darkly, and was about to leave when I heard the child say the second half of the sentence again.

"It sounds a bit familiar, it feels like... Grandpa said? ”

Suddenly turning back, I took a few steps closer.

"Did Xiao Langjun really hear it?"

"The lady has to allow me to go back and ask."

Swallowing a corner of the Sugar Man, and without waiting for me to say anything, the child ran away like a gallop.

I didn't even hold out any hope, and I was sure that this was all child's nonsense, but for no reason, I still stood where I was, waiting from day to sunset.

The mood sinks with the setting sun, and the laughter that can be heard is gradually submerged into the silent night sky.

I looked up and swallowed back a sigh, expecting to step back.

"Wait! Lady etc... wait! ”

But it was a call mixed with a sharp and rough breath coming from behind.

I turned and watched the paper lantern wobble and swing violently in the darkness, as if a man in a long robe had taken the boy in the morning, hurrying.

"Mother, you asked Ruming, right?"

Nodding in disbelief, I saw the person in front of me suddenly put on a smiling face.

"My dad knows him."

A light drop shook me in place.

"This bastard boy came back and forgot all about it, and he didn't remember it until dinner, but fortunately you didn't leave."

While talking, he also knocked on the door of the child's head.

In my eyes, I saw that people were explaining to me, but I only knew how to look at the lantern and follow the people.

The stone path runs straight through, and it is only because of the muddy light of the eaves that it reaches the place.

A small courtyard on one side, a few lights were lit.

It was faint and gloomy, like the one I had lived with him.

"Dad, here comes the man."

Hearing the sound, the person who was closing his eyes in the middle looked up at me with doubt in his eyes.

"Yes... Niangzi is looking for Qi Feng? ”

"Qi Feng?"

"Oh, yes, that boy was originally called Qi Feng, but later he was called Ru Ming when he was appreciated by the nobles, and the lady was someone qi Feng knew in the capital?"

"Yes."

Somehow the sourness that came out was suppressed, and I barely managed to smile.

"Such as... Qi Feng is my husband. ”

"Hey, it was my sister-in-law!"

The man in the long shirt who was busy listening to this suddenly interjected, I deserved to be yingying, seeing that he called his family as if to greet me, but the old man stopped and was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"Qi Feng, that boy, he's doing well."

My heart trembled, I didn't think I would go through this question, and I looked up at the old man as if he had suddenly fallen into god's eyes, and he couldn't say the answer for a long time.

As if, the old man didn't say much when he looked at it, but instead showed a look of exhalation and pretended to be a nonsense.

"This boy, who has become a relative, is different from me, and he has really developed and forgotten my master."

"Daddy, how do you say that, in the past, Brother Qi didn't send you a letter."

"It's a lot of shit! Your elm head knows a fart! ”

The two grandfathers in front of them were making a lot of noise, and the children in the back were happy to see.

The sound of giggling incessantly made me slightly relieved of my tired mood, only to hear the old man talk about ruming's previous events slowly, slowly and slowly, like the wind forest under the full moon.

"I used to be very annoyed, I went up and down the river, I couldn't catch him, teach him a lesson, my mouth is not spared, I know where so much truth comes from."

"To say that the understanding is really after his mother has gone, this man, without shelter, grew up, knows the way to make a living, and looks for a head."

"Don't look at him later, that boy used to be ghostly, he looked like a gentleman, his eyes were sharp, and he was a clever figure at first glance, and it is no wonder that noble people can look at him, unlike me, who is stupid, and still thinks that he is smart."

"Daddy! Okay, why are you talking about me again?! ”

"You're still afraid of that pound..."

"Old man, do you remember what he used to look like?"

Suddenly, I interrupted the conversation, and I suddenly had to ask a voice.

As if some confusion, the old man replied with doubt.

"I asked this question, and I saw it every day at that time, so naturally I remembered it."

"Then you can... Paint him for me? ”

Rao was stunned, and did not immediately refuse, and the person in front of him looked rather embarrassed.

"I've never been good at writing and painting, and I'm afraid I can't paint well."

"It doesn't matter, it's enough to have it."

Look at my tone of voice earnestly abnormal, people hesitate a few times, do not push off, just handed over the paper and pen next to me, grasp the yuan a few times and a few times, even see the child shrunk in the arm socket "poof" to hide the smile.

"Dad, what are you painting here?"

The old man was a little embarrassed, and it took a long time to finally hand things over to me.

"Don't be disgusted."

Shaking my head slightly, I took the light-through paper.

In the dim light, the arc of three or two silhouettes intersected, scrawled the eyes, nose, and eyebrows of the teenager.

Ming was chaotic and flying, but it was faintly like the wind galloping through the mountains, and it instantly blew through the water vapor in his eyes.

"Grandpa ghost draw peach charms, hahaha."

"Yes, Dad, this man can see that it's weird."

"Like."

But it was a sudden tear, I couldn't hear what they were saying, and I scratched the thin paper, not willing to move away for a moment.

"Like him."

"Really like him."

"Like his hands, like his voice."

Like a dim light and shadow dyed with paper to reveal the stars and candles.

Hidden in the ink color of round beans, the dawn is shining, and it is the sun that can only be seen when the butterflies flapp their wings and fly away.

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58 Letter

Thoughts.

You probably can't see this letter.

Because I can't send it, and I can't send it.

Lord Shen has the grace of knowing me.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to be a Jinyi guard, I wouldn't have been able to go to the capital, I wouldn't have been able to make a living, and I wouldn't have been able to live like a dog.

So, you have to forgive me.

Forgive me for making such a choice, and forgive me for not being able to be so open in front of you.

In fact, I didn't tell you that I had another name, Qi Feng.

It was a woman who had never read or written a word, and she took it at random in the sudden mountain wind.

The name is mediocre, far less than the Ruming taken by Lord Shen, so mighty, worthy of the identity of a hundred households, and also worthy of the cold blood of the Beizhen Fusi.

You may not know that when I first met you, your thanks to me were the only words I heard since I came to Beijing.

At that time, I laughed at you stupid, laughed at your stupidity, laughed at you for not knowing your own situation, had delusional thoughts, and had no self-awareness, but when I dreamed back in the middle of the night, whenever I was stained with human blood and tossed and turned, it was your unintelligent "thank you" that comforted me.

The noble third lady of the Cheng family persuaded me

She said that ants are not qualified to talk about kindness, and naturally do not have to feel guilty about the wrongs they have created incompetence.

I have always believed in this sentence, firmly believed, and supported my own blade to the innocent. But your appearance, after all, pierced the lie of this wall.

Ants endure suffering, but they don't want to affect others.

You say that you owe me that I have fallen into a state of nobility as a guard, but in fact that is only my own choice.

Stupid, but also frank choice.

It's just that I didn't think about it when I fled that place.

When I need to be with you again, I use a reason that is not frank.

He thought he had left a way out for himself, but he did not expect that he would actually die in this identity.

Countless times, I have done my own sins, and I keep thinking about who the person you want to marry is? I can't figure out if I can replace someone else with this face forever when you can see again.

I really resent you.

Don't tell me.

Without telling me you already knew it was me who was with you.

But how can I blame you?

Those words, those things, are what I say, I do.

Thoughts, I just regret it.

After so long, you don't seem to know what kind of feelings I have for you.

Last time.

This is probably the last time I'll call you that way.

59

The person who put down the pen just stayed like this for a long time.

It's like reluctance, and it's like reluctance.

Repeatedly rubbing, crushing, allowing the teardrops to drip and faint the ink.

But in the end, it was the knocking on the door outside the house that threw the letter into the burning stove at the table.

He was stunned until he saw the embers in the corner fall, covering his own handwriting, that he finally got up, pushed the door open step by step, and looked at the many guards in the courtyard with knives surrounding the door.

"Lord, ruming... It's done. ”

The man standing on his back did not say a word, only raised his hand slightly, and the guards behind him completely crushed him to his knees on the ground.

"I think I've never treated you badly."

The voice of the slurring, hiding the anger.

"You disobeyed the military order, I left you alive and let you return to your hometown, but you came to Xuancheng to collude with Ji Wei, and I treated you not thinly, but you repaid me like this for a woman?"

Ru Ming did not look up, but only stared at the shaking black shadow.

"Knowing that he has betrayed the kindness and righteousness of the adults, Ruming has nothing to say, and no matter how he deals with it this time, Ruming will not complain half a point." Just..."

Glancing sideways, Shen Ji glanced at the man with his back.

"Ru Ming pleaded with the lord, if you see me again, can you... Can you let her have a way to live. ”

"Like you?!"

Without waiting for Shen Ji's response in front of him, the person who was pressing him next to him suddenly drank it low.

It was hatred of iron not steel, but also incomprehensible, and the look of irritation forced him to exert another force, as if it could break back the people under him.

"All right, back off."

The sudden command was somewhat shocking, and the two people on the left and right let go of their hands and watched Shen Ji step forward, crouching down and finally facing the sight of RuMing.

"I remember the first time I saw you, I said a word to you."

"First for the knife ... Be human again. ”

"Of all these people, I was really optimistic about you at first."

"The adult is gracious, but ruming is incompetent."

He sighed.

Shen Jizhan took the embroidered spring knife handed by his subordinates, and in a flash of light and shadow, blood beads splashed and stained his eyebrows.

When the knife was drawn back into its sheath, a "thud" sound was heard, and the scrawled person struggled and fell to the ground.

"I promise you, let her live."

The sight was so clear that it was impossible to see the people and horses in the distance, but when the misty eyes were closed, they had to see that it was a spark, burning ink, and turning into nothingness with the scattered ashes.

"Is the adult's last name?"

In the trance, she was a girl again, her eyebrows were lustrous, and her voice was light.

"No."

"The grown-up..."

"You don't have to know."

Choking was laughter, and the bell under the eaves dangled into his ears.

Ru Ming stood there, not knowing when it was, and only wanted to listen to it again.

"I just want to thank you."