Chapter IX. Woe fell from the sky
The messenger sent a letter from the Great Sui, a portrait of Yang Guang, the king of Jin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info King Jin was fighting with the Xiongnu at the border and couldn't come to pick up the bride to Chang'an, the capital of Sui, so he asked the painter to help him paint a portrait and send it, and attached his handwritten letter.
When the letter was sent, the queen and the sixth princess Xiao Meiqi were drinking tea with the emperor, and the emperor heard that it was sent by Yang Guang, so he asked Gonggong Wei to read the letter on the spot:
"Emperor Liang Jingqi,
Because marriage is not child's play, this king specially sent a portrait, and it was important for the princess to take a look. If the princess likes the king, please send a portrait of the princess and be sure to include a letter from the princess. If the princess doesn't like me, I can also give up this marriage. I like a marriage that is both happy and voluntary.
The loving and harmonious relationship between my mother and my father is what I yearn for, so please be cautious about the princess.
King Jing Yang Guang"
After Gonggong Wei finished reading, he looked at the emperor and waited for a reply, and the emperor and queen didn't say a word after hearing it, thinking to himself why this King Jing was so willful. At this time, I only heard the sixth princess scream, "Father, queen mother, you look at this person, he looks too good-looking." I'm going to marry him. ā
"No, your fourth sister, Princess Leyi, has already been decided." The emperor's tone was non-negotiable.
The sixth princess looked at her mother with aggrieved eyes, and said coquettishly: "Queen Mother! ā
The emperor and queen took the painting and looked at it, and were shocked. The emperor hurriedly called the painter and explained that he must paint Princess Leyi more beautiful than himself, and he didn't care about it.
Here Le Yi heard that she was going to paint a portrait of herself, and waited for the arrival of the painter after dressing up. At this time, the nurse Peach Blossom came and said that she would take her to try on the wedding dress. Le Yi thought about trying on the clothes first, and it would probably be fine to come back and paint a portrait. So I followed Peach Blossom.
After entering Peach Blossom's room, there were layers of machine doors inside, and after the last layer of doors opened, Le Yi entered unsuspectingly. I heard the door slam shut, Le Yi glanced back, and Peach Blossom didn't come in.
Le Yi shouted loudly: "Nurse, I'm still inside!" ā
The reputation of Peach Blossom responded, only to hear the sound of doors closing one after another outside. Le Yi was dumbfounded. Am I in captivity?
Knocking on the door and crying, completely unaware of what had just happened. Tired of knocking on the door, he turned around and sat on the floor, and after adapting to the dark environment, he found that there was still a person in this room. Le Yi was obviously startled, and after a while, she didn't see any movement from the person, so she pretended to be bold and wanted to find out.
It was impossible to tell in the darkness whether it was male or female, or even whether it was alive or dead.
Le Yi walked to the person's side, only to see her holding a string of Buddhist beads and counting the prayer beads, her voice was so soft that Le Yi didn't hear anything a little farther away. Now squatting next to it seems vague that you can hear the faint breath counting the rosary, when you turn along the beads to say a word to Amitabha, when you turn against each rosary, you can say a word to bless the baby.
Le Yi tried to talk to it, but the man's eyes kept looking at the beads. I didn't move my whole body except my fingers and lips. If you don't hear a faint sound, you'll think it's a statue. After trying all sorts of pick-up methods, nothing progressed. Le Yi could only give up and move to the corner and sit down.
By this time, her eyes had become more accustomed to the darkness, and she could roughly discern that there was a ray of light coming down from the roof of the room, which had little light. There was a bed on the side of the wall, and a small dining table next to the bed. There are two stools next to the dining table.
Although there was a stool, the other person in the room did not use it, kneeling on a cushion on the floor.
Le Yi walked to the table and found that there were candles and other lighting things on the table. So I tried lighting a candle. The light in the room was not good, and Le Yi had never used these ignition things, so it took a while to light the fire.
After lighting the fire, the other person in the room seemed to be somewhat frightened. But in an instant, it reverted to the inertial action of counting the rosary, as if none of this had happened.
Le Yi didn't notice the man's reaction, because she was attracted to something that looked like a handwritten diary on the table.
Turning the first page, it reads:
"It seems like I've been locked up here for four days now, and I can't see the change of day and night, but based on the number of times they bring me food, I can guess that today is the fourth day.
I fainted after giving birth in the dormitory that day, and I woke up here after waking up. Only one mute old woman would bring food every day. I didn't ask her where it was.
Not sure how my baby is doing? I wonder if the emperor is looking for me? I don't know if my brother and sister-in-law know the news that I am missing, I hope they don't know, otherwise they will be in a hurry, and they will think that it is a big mistake for me to come to the palace. ā
Le Yi vaguely felt that this was her biological mother Zhang Yuran, and after collecting all the information about her in her mind, Le Yi continued to turn to the second page with such doubts.
"I don't know how many days it is, but I'm still here, and I can only see the old woman delivering food, and I haven't spoken to anyone for days. My baby I haven't met yet, so I don't know how he's doing. I don't know if the emperor has forgotten me, and I don't know if my brother will blame me for not going to see him. ā
I don't know how long it has been, but Le Yi seems to be able to feel her faint sense of her fading hope through these words. Read on.
"It seems like many, many days have passed, may God bless my baby. Hopefully it's still alive in this world. ā
"Although I don't know who locked me up here, I curse it. The string of prayer beads that accompany me every day was originally something for the Buddhist family to practice and chant the Buddha, but now it has become something used for New Year's mantras. ā
It is estimated that the pen and ink are limited, so I wrote so much.
Le Yi looked at these pages of the diary, which were not like a diary, and determined that this person was her biological mother Zhang Yuran, ran to her side and hugged her and cried bitterly, and she didn't know how long she cried and fell asleep. Zhang Yuran still didn't react.
When I woke up, I started trying to find a way out. Not only for herself, but also so that the poor mother could be freed from this boundless darkness. The darkness she was in was not only physical darkness, but also psychologically and spiritually.
I don't know how long I've been tossing, but there's still no way to find an exit. Come to think of it, my mother must have tried everything. Now I can only sit and wait for someone outside to come to my rescue.
This real feeling of helplessness stretched from the soles of the feet to the heart, and the gambling was so tight that I couldn't breathe in my chest. Thinking that my mother was alone here, it must have been worse than my own helplessness. The pity for her deepened.
Waiting became more and more hopeless as time passed, and every day there was only the footsteps of people delivering meals coming and going. Mother repeated those words without saying a word, and she hadn't spoken for a long time, as if she was about to stop talking.
Looking at my mother's face, I thought that she was slowly losing hope in the dark, slowly losing her ability to speak, and slowly losing the ability to listen to others. The heart is unspeakably distressed, and I am powerless to return to heaven. The only estimate that has supported her until now is that she has never met and does not know whether she is alive or dead.
Nothing can be done for her now, which makes Le Yi even more exhausted.
From one day on, Le Yi cut her fingers every day to write a letter and stuff it through the small window on the door to the person who delivered the meal. She bet that Peach Blossom would be able to see these letters, and she bet that Peach Blossom was a caring person, and she bet that Peach Blossom had some maternal love for herself.
Just as she was on the verge of crumbling for her own incompetence, for the insignificance of a human being, the door opened.
Peach Blossom appeared at the door with the old woman who delivered the meal.