The first year of civilization (684 AD), March, Shudibazhou.

On this day, the spring was beautiful, and there was a noble woman riding a white horse wearing a pomegranate skirt and a heavy face, and she stopped in front of the Mumen Temple without delay.

She lightly jumped off her horse and tied the reins to a newly sprouted tree in front of the door. Looking up at the sun covered by the leaves, she plucked the noodles off with her hand, revealing a youthful and dignified countenance, and a bright red mark like snow on the center of her eyebrows.

Gently raised his feet and walked into the temple gate, only to see many stones and stone platforms neatly drying scriptures. On the old rattan chair under the eaves sat the old man she came to visit, Li Xian.

I saw that the former crown prince could no longer wear his beloved bright yellow robe. In this land of poor mountains and bad waters, the decadent and desolate places wore commensurate coarse cloth robes, combed their hair in a messy bun, and even grew a haggard beard.

It really breaks her heart to watch.

He leaned motionlessly on the back of his chair, looking as if he was asleep, and the scriptures he was holding in his fingers were sliding down his legs little by little, and finally, with a "snap" fell to the ground.

Now, without her calling, he himself woke up. With a soft snort and a smack of his mouth, he finally shook his stiff neck to sit up, when he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him, and he was startled and hurriedly touched what he could use to defend himself. As a result, what I touched was nothing more than a kettle.

He narrowed his eyes and finally adjusted to the light, and gradually saw the uninvited guest clearly. More and faster chapters are here. In the dilapidated courtyard, her neatness and beauty are like fairies in the sky. For a moment, he sat up straight in disbelief, his eyes shining with surprise. But soon, that look disappeared without a trace, and he shouted with a hoarse voice and a forced smile, "Wan'er." ”

Shangguan Wan'er is a very well-cultivated aristocratic woman, and she maintains the old etiquette to the crown prince to him, which can somewhat restore Li Xian's dignity. In the face of her thoughtful etiquette, Li Xian also stood up and responded with corresponding etiquette.

But when it came time to ask her to sit down, it was difficult. There is only one chair in the whole courtyard, and if you make it yourself, it is a little inconsiderate to the guests who come from afar. If Wan'er is asked to sit, she refuses to live or die.

Later, she found a compromise. The two of them sorted out a scripture stone and sat side by side on the stone.

Li Xian smiled: "I didn't expect you to be willing to sit on the stone without being aggrieved." Shangguan Wan'er also smiled: "Fourteen years of court life is a hundred times more humble than this, and now there is nature to talk about grievances." It's you, how can you stand it? ”

Li Xian tried to smooth his hair as smoothly as possible, "...... At this point, it is useless to say more. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Did you come to see me with the will of the queen mother?" ”

She shook her head, looked at the shadows of the trees swaying in front of the temple gate, and said, "No." I just wanted to come and see you. "Li Xian is not stupid, he knew her scheming when he was in the palace, but at this time he was a little puzzled, he was a lonely and degraded prince who had no use value, what else was worth thinking about her?

She seemed to know everything, turned her head and asked him with bright eyes, "How can you say that you are also my first...... I'll see if there's anything wrong with you? ”

His face was slightly red, he sighed, and gently hugged her shoulders, but there was no tenderness in his words, just kind words to persuade him: "Wan'er." Now, there's no sweetness in talking to me anymore. You'd better find someone else and start over. ”

Shangguan Wan'er was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud, beat his chest lightly and said, "You have been in the mountains for a long time, and you don't know Fengyue!" I mean it. ”

Li Xian smiled and said, "No, no." When I got here, I saw the real wind and the moon. ”

She teased, "That's right. In addition to Fengyue, there is also the shadow in my heart. The look on his face when he woke up just now spoke for itself, but it wasn't the first time she had seen such a look. In front of Li Zhi's sickbed, when Wu Zetian just woke up from a nap, she had seen such an expression.

All of these people were silently reminiscing about the mysterious woman named Tang Ying.

When Li Xian heard this word, he suddenly fell silent and didn't speak, twisting a wildflower by the stone in a trance. I still remember that day, he picked the early winter plum and went to look for Ah Ying, and when she picked up the left flower, he thought they would have a future.

"Your Highness." Wan'er shouted, "Do you regret it?" Gave up the crown prince for her in the first place? ”

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows to look at her, and suddenly smiled happily, "Little goblin, why do you ask this?" ”

He also remembered his nickname for her. That's when they were cheating in the East Palace, and he kissed it on the brand. This nickname was also imprinted in her heart.

Shangguan Wan'er frowned and said, "Looking at the government and the opposition, there is no one more suitable to be an emperor than you." Gao Zongxian died, and your two younger brothers became emperors one after another. To put it bluntly, they are just puppets of the diva. But if it's you, I can ......."

Li Xian looked at her playfully, not knowing whether this confession was a temptation or a purpose to surrender. She didn't say any more when she was alert, and he didn't answer, but said: "It's rare for me to do the right thing in my life, and I don't want to regret it." Wan'er, let's go. ”

"You're the one, let's go!" She suddenly shouted excitedly. He looked at her with some shock, and after a while, he gently stroked her cheek and said, "Wan'er, the sun and the moon are in the sky." Where can I go? ”

Shangguan Wan'er's tears were like beads with broken threads, she plunged into Li Xian's arms, and cried: "Either you bow your head to the queen of heaven and admit your mistakes, and be as safe and obedient as your brother for a few years." You're only thirty years old, and the queens are sixty. Why don't you understand, why don't you understand? ”

Li Xian comforted her gently, "Little goblin, don't cry." If I became like that, it wouldn't be me. My soul has rotted, and I am only a proud bone. If my bones are broken, there is no point in living. What's more, my mother's hatred for me is not so easy to resolve, and you don't have to do useless work. ”

Shangguan Wan'er raised her tears and finally pleaded, "Is my plea useless?" Is it only that Tang Ying who can make you change your mind? ”

Li Xian laughed when he heard this: "You are wrong. It was Ah Ying who asked me to resign as crown prince, and I absolutely trusted her decision. ”

She stomped her feet in a hurry, "Did she expect that the queen of heaven would use you to coerce her?" What a selfish woman! ”

When Li Xian heard this, his expression suddenly became extremely serious, "You take this sentence back!" You have no idea what Ah Ying has done for us. More and faster chapters are here. Not qualified to say such things! ”

She was frightened by this roar, and whispered for a long time: "But you ...... in the end"

He lowered his eyes, looked at the shadows of the swaying trees on the ground, and said with infinite tenderness: "In the end, that is the only thing I can do for her, the only thing I can repay her......"

Shangguan Wan'er looked at his still heroic side face and couldn't help but hide her face and cry. She doesn't believe it, she doesn't understand! The Ah Ying who has been in the palace for 30 years in their mouths actually asks for nothing in the face of the rights at their fingertips, and is not moved by the best men in the world, is this kind of life meaningful?

But what kind of charm she has, she will never know. After all, that man has become a legend.

She is not Tang Ying, she is the Wan'er of the Shangguan family, she is the granddaughter of Shangguan Yi, and she was born with the burden of making the family prosperous again. So, it is destined that she must say goodbye to her temporary weakness, she will not fight battles without a chance of winning, and she will not help people who have no chance of winning, even if it is the person she loves the most.

"I ...... It's time for me to go back. She grabbed him by the arm and jumped off the stone platform. He grabbed her soft little hand, followed suit, and gently inserted the little flower into the hem of her clothes, "Be careful on the road." Take care. ”

He sent her out of the temple gate, and saw the white horse at the door, and also saw a messy line of horseshoe prints stretching around the temple gate in the direction of his house. This road has always been inaccessible, how can there suddenly be a team of people......

In order to hide the panic in her eyes, Shangguan Wan'er quickly walked under the tree to untie the reins and rode lightly. When she calmed down and stared at Li Xian's gentle face, tears were almost about to fall again. Li Xian stepped forward and touched the horse's head, raised his face, and said to her with a smile: "Wan'er, be happy." ”

She wanted to reply something, her lips moved but she still didn't open her mouth after all, she just nodded slightly, and she agreed.

Li Xian took a step back and made a gesture of please. Shangguan Wan'er covered the robe and rode away without looking back.

Wait for her figure to go away. He walked back to the monastery and began to put away the scriptures one by one. Why Shangguan Wan'er appeared, and what the horseshoe prints at the door mean, he already knew it.

"Come with me?" Tang Ying's voice blew lightly in the wind, and he seemed to be able to see the hand that Tang Ying stretched out towards him for the last time they met. Today, he was finally able to reach out and silently say a good word in his heart.

Ah Ying. Where are you? How are you doing? Are you loved by that man, does he love you more than I do? Ah Ying ...... If I die, I'll wait for you by the bridge. When the time comes, if you want to come with me again, please reach out to me again, okay? This time, I definitely won't miss it again......

He thought and smiled contentedly. After packing up all the scriptures, he stepped out of the threshold, gently closed the wooden door, and walked towards his home.

Time, frozen in this moment. The story of Li Xian, the prince of Zhang Huai, has come to an end.

In the first year of civilization (684 AD), in March, Li Xian was forced to commit suicide in Bazhou. Shangguan Wan'er built a pavilion on the "scripture stone" next to Mumen Temple where Li Xian once turned over the scriptures, and inscribed the poem "From Banan to Jingzhou" on the pavilion to remember Li Xian.

"The rice warehouse is green and the rice is green, and the remnant sun is like complaining and crying. The melon vines and melons are ebb and flow, not as in the past. ”