When I finally had no power to struggle and was about to pass out in pain, the sound of the copper kettle with the crane's wings spreading was heard thinly, accompanied by the uneven breathing of only myself, and the palace people standing on both sides were as if they were dead, without a sound.

The sky had cleared after dawn, and the sunlight poured in through the twelve doors in front of me, and cast on the carpet of peonies, and there were large bunches of dust, which I had never noticed before, dancing in the bright and cold sunlight, as if the dust had also become golden.

But where is the golden dust in the sky?

Just like what I thought I was noble, it was nothing but a terrible delusion.

I don't know how long later, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and a slender and graceful figure stepped in.

Carrying the sun on his back, his face was blurry for a while, and he could be seen wearing a dark green background makeup and large-sleeved four-clawed python robe, wearing a stiff winged and foot hood, stepping on soap-soled boots, and a very formal pro-dynasty clothing bundle, which seemed to be a little familiar.

"Baomo!"

I heard the man cry out in a lost voice, and almost at the same time, the group of palace people who pretended to be dead hulala knelt on the ground: "Meet Lord Xiang!" ”

It's the third brother, it's actually my third brother Li Hao, who only wears plain robes all the year round, and even when he enters the palace, he only wears a slightly more formal official uniform!

I endured the severe pain, the bitter hatred in my chest suddenly dissipated, but the grievances in my stomach came like a storm, and I could no longer contain it, tears poured out, and I whimpered.

Li Hao no longer saw Su Wenwen's smile, and while running to take out the handkerchief in my mouth, he shouted angrily: "Who tied up the princess?" What's going on with her feet, who hit her! ”

The palace people didn't dare to raise their heads to speak, and the leading chamberlain peeked at Li Hao's expression, and stiffened his head and said, "Yes...... The will of the national shrine maiden. ”

The third brother's hand to untie my rope was trembling, and his voice was even more roaring and rough than it had ever been: "Get out of this king!" ”

Although the palace people had the support of the old witch, they didn't dare to be rude to the third brother, so they looked at each other silently for a moment and left quietly.

I guess I'm going to inform the old witch right away, right?

But I couldn't take care of it, as soon as the third brother untied my rope, I took his shirt and fell into his arms and cried, tears and snot quickly wet his placket.

The third brother didn't seem to be able to stand still, his body shook for a while, he sat down on the felt carpet, hugged me tightly, pulled my hair back, and whispered softly: "Amo, Amo, don't cry, don't cry......"

I sobbed, "Third brother, I don't want to die. ”

"The third brother knows, knows ......"

There was a trilling voice in a low voice, and a few drops of warm water floated onto my forehead.

I looked up and saw that Li Hao's usual clear eyes were covered with large glass-like tears, quickly rolling down from his fair face, and his skin that was as clear as white jade in the past was covered with a layer of pale blue, dull and haggard.

The horror in my heart spread more and more like aquatic weeds.

I stretched out my finger to wipe his tears, and asked in a trembling voice, "Third brother, is it ...... Can't you save me? ”

"Amo...... The third brother is incompetent, there are all the Praetorian Guards outside, and even everyone in the Great Light Palace is dispatched, and the third brother does not have this strength to resist...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Li Hao buried his head in my neck, wet and hot tears and snorts fell on my skin, the intimate and soft feeling, but I was even more scared and helpless.

The third brother can't help me!

He changed into the prince's robe so solemnly and asked to enter the palace, and was almost refused, obviously because his father had made up his mind and did not want to see him.

I'm afraid that in order to see me, he also begged his father for some words; He couldn't stand and sat down on the ground, most likely because he had been kneeling for a long time when he asked to see him.

When the catastrophe came, the former loving father sacrificed to make it difficult for his children, but he spared no effort and did not show mercy!

"Third brother, I don't blame you."

I clenched my fingers into a fist, released them again, clenched them tightly, rubbed my face on Li Hao's shoulder, tried to force the tears back, and gritted my teeth and said, "But I hate it so much!" I hate my father and that old witch so much......"

Li Hao raised his head when he heard this, gradually swallowed his choked voice, and said in a low voice: "Ah Mo, don't worry, the third brother will definitely avenge you!" ”

He held my wrist and suddenly tightened, causing me a pain in my shoulder, and I turned my face slightly, and I saw the third brother with his eyes closed, his face white and painful, mixed with a lot of uneasiness, unwillingness and unbearability.

I shuddered, and with these words, I also knew that the outcome of the upcoming sacrifice to heaven would not change.

Someone outside was carefully knocking on the lattice and replied in a low voice: "Lord Xiang, Your Majesty has a will, if King Xiang persuades the nine princesses, please do your best to leave the palace." ”

My father couldn't even tolerate the farewell of me and my third brother!

Is it to be wary of the third brother, afraid that he will use any method to take me out of the palace, so that he will not be able to exchange me for his Xiliang?

I glared at the messenger with hatred, and when I turned my head to look at Li Hao, his calm and breezy eyes also flashed with resentment.

But the third brother didn't say anything dissatisfied after all, and even his words were as calm as usual: "I know, this king has seen the ninth princess, so let's go." ”

He stared at me, slowly let go of his arm, pulled me out of his arms, stood up with great difficulty, and walked slowly out.

The slender and elegant figure was deformed by the sun of the near noon, and when it moved a little, it looked like a silhouette without a soul on paper.

"Third brother!"

I screamed again.

Li Hao stood still, tilting his face slightly, but did not turn around.

The sun was so blazing and bright that half of his eyes were shining, so that I couldn't help but roll down tears again, and I hurriedly wiped it with my sleeve and asked, "Worship the sky...... Isn't it painful? ”

After a long time, the third brother left a sentence: "No, it will pass soon." Amo, don't be afraid, just fall asleep, you will soon find someone who loves you over there. ”

He suddenly quickened his pace and quickly stepped out of the main hall.

The figure of the third brother was gone, and I tried to put all my hearing on the sound of his footsteps on the stone slab as he left, but even the footsteps grew farther and farther away, and soon I could not catch a trace.

There was no one in the hall anymore, and I was the only one left empty, rolling my eyes in horror.

I had been wandering the streets carefree the night before, but now I am under house arrest and will soon die.

Can I wake up from such a nightmare?

When I wake up, I can still play and play willfully, calculating who to find to be the unlucky colt who can't restrain me in the slightest...... It was as if I had seen the hallucinations I had seen before, and it was a sign that I was about to go to such a beautiful place.

There is a piece of green in the empty light - but unlike the unbridled stubbornness of this desert green in Dunhuang City, that kind of greenery is full of aura and moisture, as if it is dipped in indigo, and a splash of ink paints thousands of steep mountains and dangerous peaks.

The long scroll of ink unfolds slowly, and in the painting, thousands of clouds linger, thousands of peaks compete for emeralds, and among the blue clouds and mist, you can vaguely see the outsiders of the fairy wind and bones coming and going alone, swimming in the North Sea and perching in the sky at dusk.

In the clouds, a white crane suddenly flew by—and then the clouds dispersed and the clouds opened; Mountains turn, water turns.

Suddenly, I saw a strange peak towering into the clouds, the bright moon on the top of the peak hung high, and the sound of the flute was vaguely in the ear, far away and quiet.

A man in white on Honka was holding a flute and blowing, but his eyes were like cold spring water.

The wind blew his sideburns, and the clothes of the women on the flowers and trees were as brilliant as the clouds.

In the clouds and mist of the lonely peak, there are purple-clothed fairies dancing with the sound of the flute, as light as if they were held up by the wind.

The action is as fast as lightning, and the feet are stepping on the blooming cloud brocade rhododendron, tossing and turning, like a frightening swallow.

……