Chapter 65: The Bamboo Mansion Resentment (Final)

"You're not going to let me die. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info You can't do this. ”

There was an inexplicable confidence in her detached tone, which caused the eldest lady to be stunned and laughed, "Sister, can you forget the walking corpse-like third aunt you said, and the foolish sixth aunt?

"Just by that Zhou Lian. Liluo said word by word, and then looked directly into her eyes, "Zhou Lian is also you, right, you said loudly to make them uneasy, but you still can't be ruthless." Although you have a lot of resentment and want to harm them to impermanence, the purest touch in your heart is quietly attached to Zhou Lian, secretly protecting them. ”

"Whenever your anger increases, she can sense it, take them away, and take care of them. Therefore, this is also the reason why Zhou Lian and you met in a trance and only said that she was the eldest princess, not the eldest lady. ”

The woman seemed to have been uncovered a secret that had been hidden for a long time, and even she had forgotten it, and her face was full of shock, and Liluo continued, softly with imperceptible pity: "Ten thousand years ago, you would rather die alone than harm others because of your unwillingness, and after ten thousand years, how can you? ”

The latter two words, like whispering, shocked the woman in front of her, and looked in disbelief in the direction of Liluo, but with the girl's line of sight, she saw the inscription in the lower right corner of the scroll unfolded on the table.

"Haha, haha......" The woman finally laughed out of tears this time, wiping it with a handkerchief, and shook her head, "I didn't expect that my various moods would be seen clearly by a little girl after 10,000 years, and even he didn't ......"

The laughter was sad, bitter, and only on the side, you could feel the heavy depression in your heart.

"That's it, that's it. Finally, the woman stabilized her figure, leaned on the desk, sighed faintly, looked at the departure, took off the butterfly hairpin on her head casually, and handed it to her, "This is what he once gave me, and now I don't need it, so I'll give it to you, girl." ”

"But...... I still hope that you will help me pay more attention in the future to see if I can meet him. She smiled bitterly, "You say, this world has passed 10,000 years, and if he dies, it's fine." If he doesn't die, tell him that I don't want to wait for him anymore. ”

Liluo looked down at the delicate butterfly hairpin, the pink butterfly, the long tassel, she could imagine how playful the girl was when she wore this pearl hairpin, and how tender the eyes of the people outside the picture scroll were.

"He used to say that this hairpin would let me know the malice of others as a precaution, so when it came to me, he didn't understand why I was burned to death by the fire. Ah Xuan glanced at it, then looked at the surrounding bamboo houses with nostalgia, and then looked at the red flowers outside, "That's Meirenjiao, he created it for me, and said that he would turn into a butterfly to protect me, but now these don't need it......"

Ah Xuan's voice fell, and in the end, there was silence.

Long.

"I'm leaving. She said softly.

The eyes contain thousands of emotions, and there is a faint sense of relief. Ah Xuan smiled and stroked her hair gently, she was gentle and virtuous, and it seemed that she had become the bride who had just married into the Immortal Master's Mansion in a trance.

However, her figure faded little by little.

"Ah Xuan!" Liluo hurriedly called out her name, only to find that the scene in front of her suddenly changed.

……

Under the peach blossom tree that year.

He is dressed in white and has three thousand black hair, like an immortal. But he stood motionless under the tree, looking at the lively crowd in the past, and the red ribbons fluttering on the tree, looking like an ignorant child.

Since he was a young man and went up the mountain to practice, he had never seen such a scene in the past sixteen years, and he couldn't solve it after meditating for a long time, so he stopped a person casually, pointed to the red ribbon, and said in a gentle voice: "Girl, may I ask what this is?"

It was Ah Xuan who stopped her.

This year, she was thirteen.

Although she is the eldest princess, since she was a child, her father pursued the way of immortality, and her mother was not loved. In the palace of Nuoda, she lived alone and carefully.

However, in the end, it was the palace that was depressed, and he sneaked out of the palace during the Shangyuan Festival, but was startled by his carelessness.

With a hint of annoyance on her face, she looked up, but it was a side face as beautiful as a fairy. She was stunned for a moment, and then she followed his gaze to see clearly what he was asking.

"Girl?" Before he could reply, he turned his head and whispered again, only to be glared at by her as if he were vicious.

His face was full of wonder, innocent and inexplicable.

Perhaps his expression was too sincere, and she was sure that this person was not teasing her, and she immediately felt a little apologetic.

"This is, marriage sign. She couldn't help but whisper.

Looking at her reddish cheeks, he staggered, and his heart moved. At that time, he didn't know what it meant, but he only felt like a feather caressing his heart, and it was inexplicably itchy.

And then ......

He took her to see this fairy-like beauty, imagined a unique beauty for her, painted her smile like a flower on the painting, and did all the things she had never thought of in the palace......

Just wait for her to be green and silky, and spread the ten miles of red makeup.

……

The city is full of brocade red, which seems to tell the grandeur of the day of marriage, which is even more lively than in A Xuan's painting.

Standing in place, looking at the fire-like color in front of him, he was stunned for a long time, only to realize that the red makeup had really turned into a raging fire, burning the bamboo house inside and out.

It's just that before she could move, she found that everything in front of her was not a trace of heat, just like the previous picture, it was an illusion.

But it's so tragic.

She thought, maybe this was what Ah Xuan looked like when she died.

“…… If he doesn't die, tell him that I don't want to wait for him anymore. ”

"I'm leaving. ”

The woman's soft murmur seemed to still echo in the air, but Ah Xuan had long since disappeared.

This fire, after 10,000 years, finally took her away.

The shame and joy of the girl when she first saw her, to the sadness and despair of the woman when she was dying.

All these things that carry Ah Xuan's life, with this fire, are burned clean and will never exist in the world.

Looking at it, his nose was inexplicably a little sour, his lips moved for a long time, and he wanted to say something, but he only felt that the tip of his tongue was slightly bitter, and he couldn't say anything.

"Actually......" After a long time, she finally spoke, her voice was dry and hoarse, and said softly, "I know, you still want to wait." ”

"It's just that you're afraid, you're afraid that the years will go by, and the memories that should have faded away have deepened little by little. ”

"If the man does not return, you are the only one left in the abyss. ”

"It's broken, it's fine. ”

"It's fine. ”

As soon as the words fell, she looked at the butterfly hairpin in her hand with feeling, and the tassel fell in the firelight, shining like teardrops.