Feng Qingru returned to Changle Palace, but his heart became more and more remorseful.

She really shouldn't do this kind of thing with Xiao Xincheng, she is too ashamed of her brother.

Thinking about it, Feng Qingru became even more sad.

She decided to be friends with Xiao Xincheng only.

After a period of time, everything went smoothly in the court, but Feng Qingru fell ill.

How could she not be sad?

At the beginning of March, the spring is sunny and warm. The pear blossoms have just fallen, the red apricots have come up, the swallows are new, and the light smoke has helped the willows. The whole palace is a tender green.

In the early morning, Feng Qingru was dressed in plain white and stood in the courtyard. She looked at the fading pear blossoms in the courtyard, remembered the scene when she went out of the palace last year and danced with Tuoba Jun with the flowers, and became sad again.

She couldn't help but dance.

The dance is still so graceful, and the charm is still so moving, but there is a little more sadness and loneliness between the dance steps.

At some point, a pleasant but familiar flute sounded behind him.

Don't guess, it's Xiao Xincheng.

Feng Qingru didn't stop dancing, but danced more happily. The sadness between her dances intensified little by little.

The flute stopped, the dance stopped, and the tacit understanding between the two was seamless.

Feng Qingru stopped dancing, and Xiao Xincheng walked in front of her and asked gently, "Why are you interested in dancing today?" ”

Xiao Xincheng knew that after Tuoba Jun's death, Feng Qingru had always been depressed and sad. It's rare to be able to dance now.

"Nothing! I just want to jump! Feng Qingru replied in confidence.

"That's right! What are you doing here? Feng Qingru asked rhetorically.

"I'm here to see you! It's going to be the Cold Food Festival soon, and I want to ask you if you want to go out of the palace. ”

Xiao Xincheng wanted to take her to relax.

"Yes! It's Winter Food Day! Qingming has arrived! It's time for me to go see Brother Jun, too! Feng Qingru thought of this, but he felt a little sad in his heart.

Two days after the Cold Food Festival, it is Qingming. Feng Qingru also wanted to go out of the palace to sweep the tomb for Tuoba Jun.

"Since this is the case, I will show your majesty Xià and go out of the palace with him." Xiao Xincheng said happily.

"No need! I'll take Wang Yu and the red dove with me! Hong'er has a lot of opportunities and can't get out. If he leaves the palace, he will definitely have to mobilize the people, which will only cost the people and money. I'll just go myself. Feng Qingru didn't want to be so extravagant and wasteful.

"Alright! Then I'll show your majesty, let's go together! Feng Qingru said. Xiao Xincheng felt better.

"You're going?" Feng Qingru raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Xincheng. Then he said indifferently, "You still don't want to go!" I'll just go myself! ”

"No! You are not in good health, and it is so far to go to Jinling. I'm not at ease if you go alone! I have to follow! I can only rest assured if I take care of you. You know, you can't stop me! Xiao Xincheng said resolutely.

"You!" Feng Qingru wanted to be angry, but he couldn't.

He's doing it for himself!

"Since you want to go. Then go for it! I can't stop you anyway! Feng Qingru replied helplessly.

Xiao Xincheng couldn't help but laugh happily when he heard that Feng Qingru was no longer prevaricating.

Next. Feng Qingru and Xiao Xincheng obtained the permission of Tuoba Hong, and left the palace and went to Jinling.

Zhong Lingyu shows the Purple Mountain, and the blessed land turns out to be a different sky;

The buildings near the water are sunny and rainy, and the cliff pagoda is still cold in summer.

The mausoleum of Mr. is auspicious. Linggu Meditation Hall is connected to the Buddha;

Tourists are bustling with people, and the intoxicating scenery is enjoyable.

Jinling, a bustling city.

Brightly colored pavilions. The fairy shrouded purple mountain, the storefront banner fluttering high. The sparkling traffic is coming. On both sides of the street, the wanton merchants, the sun-drenched red bricks and green tiles, and the willows planted in front of the door are all dizzying.

"This is Jinling?" Feng Qingru lifted the curtain of the carriage and asked while watching.

"Yes! After a while, we will find an inn to settle down in, and then we will go to visit the grave tomorrow. "Xiao Xincheng has been here many times before.

"Oops! It's finally time to rest! After two days of driving, they are almost dead! The red dove thumped his legs, pinched his shoulders, and then said.

"Since everyone is tired, let's rest for the night and go to the grave tomorrow!" Feng Qingru saw that the red dove was tired and exhausted, and he also felt a little sorry in his heart.

A few people found an inn to settle down.

When he arrived at the inn, Feng Qingru only felt that he was much closer to Tuoba Jun. She stood in front of the door, looking at the spring color in the garden, and couldn't help but start to feel melancholy again.

Xiao Xincheng looked at Feng Qingru's always unhappy appearance, and his heart became sad.

He stepped forward and asked gently, "Qing'er, there are a lot of delicious and fun things in Jinling, why don't I take you outside for a walk." ”

Feng Qingru glanced at Xiao Xincheng, looking at his eyes full of anticipation, and suddenly didn't want to break his heart. She replied softly, "Okay! ”

The two walked on the crowded street, Xiao Xincheng was full of joy, but Feng Qingru was absent-minded.

"Qing'er! You see! This hosta must look good on your head! Xiao Xincheng suddenly called the absent-minded Feng Qingru.

"Ahh Feng Qingru suddenly came to his senses, "What? ”

"Come on! I'll plug it in for you! Xiao Xincheng turned Feng Qingru's body, picked up the hosta and inserted it into her head.

Just as Feng Qingru turned around, he caught a glimpse of the silhouette of a man in white brushing over the fork.

"Brother Jun?" Feng Qingru looked at the silhouette and screamed in disbelief.

"Beautiful!"

"Brother Jun!"

Xiao Xincheng had just inserted the hosta and was about to appreciate it, but Feng Qingru suddenly ran wildly.

Xiao Xincheng was at a loss, then gave the money and immediately chased after him.

Feng Qingru followed the direction in which the silhouette left, looking for it again and again, but finally stopped.

She looked at the endless stream of people in front of her, and saw that the familiar silhouette just now had disappeared, and the trace of enthusiasm that had just ignited in her heart instantly turned into a mass of burned ashes.

"Qing'er! What happened to you? ”

At this time, Xiao Xincheng caught up.

"I see, I seem to see Brother Jun!" Feng Qingru turned around, frowned, and said to Xiao Xincheng excitedly.

Xiao Xincheng immediately paused.

Could it be him?

He calmed down again, and then said to Feng Qingru: "Brother Huang is no more!" You must have read it wrong! ”

"Did you read it wrong?" Feng Qingru persuaded himself on the lips, but in his heart he still couldn't believe that he would be wrong.

Is it really a mistake?

"You miss him so much! That's why hallucinations occur! Xiao Xincheng looked at Feng Qingru, who was restless, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Maybe I'm really wrong!" Hearing Xiao Xincheng say this, Feng Qingru also had to believe it.

"Let's go! Let's go back! I'll go with you to see him tomorrow! Xiao Xincheng was afraid of annoying Feng Qingru again, so he persuaded her to go back to the inn.

"Okay!" Feng Qingru replied dejectedly, then turned around and walked back.

The two of them went back to the inn together. (To be continued.) )