Since that night, Concubine Xian's condition has continued to deteriorate, and the imperial doctors are helpless, but Xiao Hengyan still stays in front of the bed day and night, taking care of him undressed. But the crown princess, who was supposed to take care of her in bedside, was still sick in bed and refused all visits.

After a few days of buffering, Xiao Hengyan finally slowly accepted the truth of everything, after all, Concubine Xian really raised him for more than 20 years, and for him, Concubine Xian was no different from his biological mother. It's just that he couldn't accept it after knowing the truth at that time, so he impulsively ran to question it, and he regretted it afterwards, if he endured it any longer, it would be a choice to let Concubine Xian not know like this.

Although the imperial doctor tried his best, Concubine Xian finally failed to survive to the end of the year, and on the evening of the twenty-third day of the lunar month, Xiao Hengyan knelt beside the bed and watched her swallow her last breath.

Then came the funeral, Xiao Hengyan seemed even more silent, just meticulously guarding the mourning system, because he couldn't eat during the day, in just a few days, the whole person lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the first seven nights, the monks were still doing things, and Xiao Hengyan was persuaded by the palace people to go down to rest, but just after freshening up, Xiao Hengyan felt that the chanting sound in the hall was gradually getting quieter, and he was a little worried, so he came to the front of the hall in civilian clothes, thinking about putting on another stick of incense. It was winter, and there was a light snow during the day, and at night it was the temperature of dripping ice, and the cold was to the bone.

Walking in, Xiao Hengyan felt a chill spreading, that kind of cold, not even the cold in the south to the bones, that kind of cold is like invading the soul, it can freeze everything, he couldn't help but shiver, but it was just a moment, as if he knew, the chill was instantly withdrawn, and even the body was not cold, only like the wind blown down on the snowy mountain, with the smell of snow, but there was still a trace of warmth, refreshing. But at the end of that taste, there seems to be a hint of sandalwood, like the scent of sandalwood burned on top of the incense table.

Xiao Hengyan was feeling strange, there was a sudden strong wind in the hall, the old monk felt the presence of the wind with his closed eyes, opened a crack, just like greeting an old friend, and closed his eyes back, the rhythm of chanting accelerated, and the voice became louder. But it seems that except for the inside of the temple, the rest of the place seems to be unaffected by the wind, quietly holding the snow-white snow, emitting a yellowish light of candlelight, and the sun and the snow coexist, revealing a warmth.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Hengyan saw the most unforgettable scene in his life, a white-robed man wrapped in a cloak, riding the wind, exuding the chill that he had felt before that moment that could freeze his soul, carrying a white lantern, floating all the way, and everywhere he passed, even the leaves that had not been covered with snow were covered with a layer of white frost. Like a phantom, it floated through the trunks of trees, through walls, and straight into the main hall.

Bai impermanence, this is the first word that floated into Xiao Hengyan's mind.

It is rumored that Bai Wuchang is a ferryman between the underworld and the world, crossing the souls of the living and the dead, until the other side of death.

Xiao Hengyan followed the white robe into the hall, and the monks didn't seem to notice it, but they just followed the abbot to speed up the rhythm of chanting, which was urgent and dense. Xiao Hengyan couldn't understand the scriptures, but he could see the white robe floating on the coffin, as if he had fished up something, paused as if he was talking about something, and then the white robe turned around, and there was a candle flame in the white lantern. The white robe seemed to be satisfied, the cloak lowered, stretched out a pair of hands that were so pale as transparent, wrapped the cloak on his body more tightly, and floated out of the hall again.

Xiao Hengyan's eyes looked at the white lantern burning in the white robe's hand, and the white robe seemed to notice Xiao Hengyan's eyes, turned around, and stopped in front of Xiao Hengyan, as if he was a little surprised.

The white robe was not tall, Xiao Hengyan could only see the hat of the cloak when he looked down, and the white robe stretched out his pale hand and shook it tentatively in front of him. Xiao Hengyan hurriedly came back to his senses, and his eyes focused on the back of the white robe. Although this was the first time he had seen the legendary Yin Cha, he had always heard some rumors. It is said that the living cannot look directly at the soul of the yin, and even if they see it, they have to pretend that they don't see it, otherwise the yin cha will take away the soul of the living in order to keep it secret, and from then on, the person will become stupid if he has no soul.

Xiao Hengyan didn't believe this before, but now he really saw the legendary yin, and he didn't dare to gamble.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the yin cha stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Hengyan's shoulder twice, not light or heavy, but those two strokes dispelled Xiao Hengyan's chill.

Xiao Hengyan showed a strange look, this thought was really a bit shocking. didn't have time to think about why he wanted to comfort himself, habitually, Xiao Hengyan wanted to reach out and grab the hand of the white robe.

Outcome...... Of course I didn't catch it.

Not only did he not catch it, Xiao Hengyan's hand passed through it directly, Xiao Hengyan reacted at this time, and put down his hand curtly, while the white robe retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and hurriedly carried the lantern...... Directly passed through Xiao Hengyan's body.

However, he walked too quickly, which drove the wind, and the cloak and hat were blown up a little bit, and Xiao Hengyan saw a white ......

Chin.

Of course, the people in the temple were either chanting with their eyes closed or dozing off, and no one paid attention to what had just happened. Xiao Hengyan was stunned for a long time, and then realized that the white robe was ...... later Shy? He didn't know how he could think that, but he had that thought. Of course, he can't tell outsiders everything he encountered today, and even if he does, I'm afraid that no one will believe him.

The funeral was in a hurry at the end of the year, and he couldn't do it in a big way, until he was posthumously crowned as the queen and sent to the imperial mausoleum, Xiao Hengyan did it himself. After copying the opening of the dynasty, the Northern Zhou Dynasty sent a letter of state, willing to take the land of five cities, attached with countless treasures, redeem Yuwenjing, after two months of tug-of-war, and finally with the land of ten cities, plus three thousand good horses, attached to countless treasures, to reach an exchange.

In spring and March, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the mud melts and the swallow is warm. It has been two months since Yu Wenjing was transferred to Qujing Garden, and Peng Yifei and Wu Qing were also guarded here. As a small royal garden, the scenery is naturally not a problem, the flowers and plants in the south, there are many kinds, and they are not comparable to the north, which is the time of the group of flowers.

It is difficult to see the moonlight at night, it may be close to the rainy season of Huangmei, it is quite a bit wet and cold, the warm wind blows not like the biting bones of winter, but after all, it seems more stuffy, the quilt needs to be dried to fall asleep, the south wind on the wall condenses into water droplets and falls, gathering into a puddle of water in the corner of the wall, such days are even more difficult.

Yu Wenjing tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep even more, so he had to come out to relax, and he didn't go far, and in a pavilion in the garden, he saw a white-robed figure, and vaguely, he seemed to be able to see that the lantern in the hand of the white robe had no candles, but it strangely revealed a faint white light, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

Yu Wenjing finally did not suppress the curiosity in his heart, and walked over, but stood still across the stone table in the pavilion.

A gust of wind blew, and the wide white robe was blown up with ripples, as if it had no weight, and it was still a little fluttering, Yu Wenjing was about to speak, but the white robe suddenly stretched out a pair of pale and somewhat transparent hands, slowly lifted, and lifted off the hood that covered the whole face.

His hair was full of green silk, and his pale skin was not bloody, which looked quite scary. The light-colored pupils have a bit of a crystal taste, but that's not the point, the point is that her whole person presents a sense of transparency, and through the whole face, it seems that she can still see the bright red of the camellia behind her. But the whole person is not without texture, but it seems that the person has been blurred.

If it weren't for a familiar face, Yu Wenjing felt that he might be a ghost.

The man hooked the corners of his mouth lightly, with a little smile, and bowed, "Long time no see, don't come unharmed." ”

Xu Bi! No, maybe it should be called, Guo Shu!

Guo Shu put the lantern on the table, and the white light shone on the miserable white and transparent face, which looked even more weird, and he was afraid that taking it out would scare a large number of people to death. Yu Wenjing still looked at the ground, saw the shadow reflected on the ground, desperately persuaded himself, sat down calmly, and nodded in response.

Guo Shu didn't mind Yu Wenjing's precautions and reactions, and her purpose today was not limited to this, and then took out a small bottle from her robe and put it on the table.

"It's the antidote, and it's something you want at all costs. ”

Yu Wenjing looked at the bottle silently and said nothing.

"That's it, we're both clear. ”

Yu Wenjing was silent for a long time, "Liangqing? Indeed, I used you, and you also used me, we are indeed Liangqing." Yu Wenjing suddenly felt a little aggrieved, "Is it that no matter what I say or do, you won't believe me." ”

Guo Shu saw that the corners of Yu Wenjing's eyes were red, and he pulled the robe on his body, "Everything you do, in fact, I don't object, standing in your position, this is understandable, if you talk to me about the deal openly, maybe I can talk to you calmly, but why do you have to talk about feelings? ”

Yu Wenjing was a little anxious, opened his mouth, but he couldn't refute it, and after a while, he held back a sentence, "It's not me ......"

Guo Shu stared at him, "At the beginning, it was indeed not you who gave me to that prince, it was the princess of your house, I know this, but when Peng Yifei rescued me later, he revealed the news to the people of the Wang family on the way, isn't it you? Whose hatred, whose grievances, I am not a fool, can't you see it? While betraying, you also want to dump the matter to others, and in the end you still look affectionate and righteous, don't you feel hypocritical?"

Yu Wenjing seemed to have been pulled out of his bones, and the whole person collapsed, "You know everything, you actually ......"

"Okay, I don't really want your life, I know what you want, as long as you don't restart the gunpowder project, I promise you that I won't hand over what I have in my hands to Da Yue, this is my promise to you, and it is also the last transaction between us, I hope that in this life, you and I will never see each other again." ”

The hood was rolled up, Guo Shu wrapped himself in a white robe, and carried the lantern through the wall again.

In Yu Wenjing's memory, it was the last time he saw someone he had loved deeply and had deeply failed him.