After dinner, I always inadvertently think of the words that the emperor said to me, and the sad look, so sad, so that I can't help but want to erase it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The wind of the River Styx blew slightly, and the blue light drifted with the waves, but there was always that sad face in my mind, which was so lonely that it made people's hearts cold.

"What? Can't sleep? "The voice of the stars rings in my ears." You can't be thinking of me, right? ”

I turned my head and teased, "Didn't you just come from the snowfall?" Seeing you so happy, you two ......"

"Ahem, ahem...... You don't change the subject! A hint of shyness flashed in his eyes, and then he turned his face away and said, "What are you doing here?" Are you thinking about that Su Chengjing? Still is...... Emperor? ”

I was stunned for a moment, he ...... Did he also see the emperor's affection for me?

I looked away unnaturally, and said angrily, "What are you talking about! Don't talk nonsense, be careful when I go to the snow and speak ill of you! ”

He was suddenly anxious, "Hey, don't, look at you!" ”

I looked at him, stared into his eyes, and asked, "Then what do you mean by what you just said?" ”

He sighed slightly, sat down beside me, but looked at the fiery Manzhu Sawa in the distance, and said softly: "Actually, I once secretly saw a painting in the emperor's room, and the woman on the painting looked a little like you between her eyebrows and eyes. So I guess that's why the emperor asked me to find you in the first place. ”

I shuddered violently, and I felt that the reason for complete disbelief appeared in front of me, and I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

I looked at the other woman...... Resemble? Am I really like another unknown woman somewhere?

It turns out that everything in the mountains and rivers in Buzhou is not only that I regard him as someone else, but also that he doesn't see me as a person.

I suddenly felt inexplicably cold, so cold that my body couldn't stop shivering, and even the voice I made began to wonder if I said it: "That woman...... Who is it? ”

"I'll show you there." Xingchen suddenly looked at me and whispered, but he was afraid that I wouldn't be able to bear it, so he worried: "Actually, this is just my guess, or else...... Don't look at it, right? Who she really is! ”

I calmed down, let my nails dig into my flesh fiercely, and then calmly said, "Take me to see it." ”

A complicated and inexplicable look suddenly flashed in Xingchen's eyes, and he wanted to say something, but he still nodded, "Then let's go." ”

Since the Emperor went to retreat tonight, our entry into his room went smoothly.

Xingchen came to the front of a large number of scrolls, unfolded them one by one, and finally found the portrait of the woman in the penultimate scroll.

It is a bewitching face, stunning and alluring, without powder, but inexplicably there is a kind of "pearl does not move and condenses the eyebrows, and the lead is sold to see the alluring city", compared with Feng Wuji, it is more lotus-like and refined, but it is also more charming than Shangguan Yao.

The three thousand green silk seemed random, but it was deliberately tied with a red ribbon and splashed with ink behind him. The flowers between the forehead and eyebrows make the whole face more and more sculpted, which is extremely exquisite.

However, the most brilliant thing about the whole face is the eyes as pure as the stars. It's as clean as if you've been washed in water, and it doesn't get a speck of dust from the world.

I looked at these eyes in a daze, were these eyebrows really similar to mine?

But in my eyes, there is not that kind of isolation and simplicity, but more of a thinness and indifference to the vicissitudes of the world.

"Xiaobai." Xingchen suddenly said calmly, "Are you okay?" ”

I nodded, and pulled a casual smile: "Who is this woman?" ”

Xingchen shook his head: "I don't know who she is?" Immortals, perhaps? God, perhaps? Who knows? ”

I let out a soft "oh", but for some reason, my heart seemed to be hit by five thunders, and this strange feeling was as if the tip of a knife had run over my heart, and a heart that was originally intact was suddenly dripping with blood.

"She's really beautiful."

I spurred the words bitterly, but the corners of my chapped lips could no longer contain a smile.

Bai Sang, Bai Sang, what the hell are you doing, what you like is Su Chengjing, and why are you silently sad for the emperor. It's just the same face, but they're two completely different people.

Do you remember it in your heart?

You have to tell the difference...... I repeated silently, over and over again.

"Little white...... Actually, I want to remind you, whether you like Su Chengjing or ...... Emperor, neither of them can be approached by you. His voice was surprisingly soft, and there was a hint of concern in his words, "After all, there are two of them, one is a human being, and the other is the Emperor of Hades. ”

"I ...... Isn't it very clear? I replied a little dumbfounded.

Xingchen nodded and said: "It's good that you know it in your heart, sometimes we are always worried about you, you have suffered in the world that we can't understand, and you don't want to tell us, no matter what, silently put it in your heart, you know, we will always be your family, and family members will share weal and pain." ”

"Thank you, Xingchen." Watching him mature differently than usual, I felt a touch of warmth in my heart.

"Let's go, go back early, tomorrow we will leave for the West Sea."

"Okay."

Xingchen and I went to the door of our room, but as we were about to reach my room, we saw a familiar figure in the smoke pavilion on the River Styx, drinking glass after glass, and the figure was so lonely.

It's the emperor......

Drinking and drinking, he seemed to be laughing loudly, I couldn't hear the laughter clearly, only saw the wild figure, and the sad eyes, all the way lightly, like a feather falling into my heart, like a thousand pounds.

Is he grieving for the woman in the painting?

How much suffering is there in his heart? How much pain? And how much despair?

I looked at the figure quietly, and I am afraid that only in this dark night can I be his truest self.

At that moment, the distance between him and me, although only a few dozen zhang away, seemed to be as far away as the horizon.

I suddenly understood whether I liked Su Chengjing or the emperor. He will always be the emperor, the emperor who is high. And I, whether it is a living white mulberry or a dead white mulberry, is a wisp of dust that will eventually disappear.

No matter how close I wanted to, I was afraid that I could only see his blurry back.

I struggled to turn around and walked towards my room. When I closed the door, tears had already come down the corners of my eyes, sliding to the corners of my mouth, not salty, but very bitter and astringent...... (To be continued.) )