Chapter 17: The Phantom Under the Moon
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Nuan Yang walked in front of him, and Xiao Kun followed suit.
"Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, where are we going..."
Finally couldn't help it, Xiao Kun asked, his voice became extremely dry because of excessive nervousness.
"Go to the Falling Moon Palace, my master is waiting there, hurry up." Nuan Yang carried the heavy hem of her skirt, her steps were still brisk, but the tone of her answer was quite impatient.
Hearing the other party's unhappiness, Xiao Kun was very familiar and stopped talking.
There was a distance between the Falling Moon Hall and the banquet hall, and the two of them walked silently for a while before they arrived.
Because of the palace banquet tonight, the people in the palace basically arrived at the banquet hall, and the Falling Moon Hall was deserted here, only the palace lamps on both sides of the road exuded a faint light.
The door that is usually closed is wide open at this time, and the black hole inside is like a monster that eats people, with its big mouth open, quietly waiting for people to step into it by themselves, and there is no place to bury them.
Nuan Yang stepped into the door without hesitation, but when he turned around, he saw Xiao Kun standing at the door in a daze, stiffening his body and refusing to take a step forward.
"What are you doing, come in?"
"Long... Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess··· Why is there no lantern in the palace? Swallowing his saliva, Xiao Kun spoke.
"Oh, I don't have a servant in the palace, because the master likes to be quiet." Nuan Yang replied casually.
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Seeing that he was still standing outside the door and not moving, Nuan Yang frowned, and simply turned around and pulled him in.
"Princess! Princess! That's not a good number! Obviously scared half to death, Xiao Kun's first thought was to distance himself from Nuan Yang.
Although this was only the second time they met, he vaguely felt that the princess who had returned halfway from the road had a deep hostility towards him, and he couldn't help but want to flee, and the farther away the better.
You have to go, even if it angers the other person! There was a voice in his head that said that.
He used the strength of his whole body, and finally broke free, but Xiao Kun, who wanted to return immediately, was shocked to find that the door of the Falling Moon Hall had been closed behind him for some time.
Looking back, the eldest princess who was still pulling her just now actually disappeared out of thin air! Even though he kept his eyes open to the widest, he still couldn't find a trace of her.
"Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess... Where are you... Your Royal Highness Princess, come out... There are some dark officials in the hall who can't see the road clearly..."
Xiao Kun whispered in a trembling voice, but he didn't expect to get a trace of response, and he had to use all his strength to force himself to walk towards the hall.
The Falling Moon Hall was extremely quiet, only the white moonlight shone on the scenery in the hall, the wind blew, and the plant branches and leaves in the garden rubbed against each other to make a rustling sound.
He walked straight to the bottom of the laurel tree, saw a complete set of stone tables and stone benches under the tree, and finally lost his strength and sat down.
Raising his sleeves to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead, Xiao Kun looked around vigilantly, his heart was furious, and he always felt that someone was secretly staring at him.
In fact, Nuan Yang did not go far, after hiding her figure with the help of Jiusi, she took the first step to the place under the laurel tree, not far from Xiao Kun, she and Jiusi stood side by side, reached out and took out the bronze mirror from her arms and put it on the stone table silently.
After getting out of contact with the warm sun, the bronze mirror slowly showed its shape in the moonlight, and the mirror immediately reflected the silvery moonlight.
"Ahh What is it! ”
Startled by the glowing mirror that suddenly appeared in front of him, Xiao Kun jumped up from his position, jumped three steps away in exclamation, and trembled and leaned against the thick trunk of the laurel tree.
The bronze mirror lay there quietly, but the light reflected became more and more intense, and in Xiao Kun's ever-shrinking pupil lock, a pale palm actually stretched straight out of the mirror!
Xiao Kun opened his mouth wide, and his forehead, which had been wiped and tested, was covered with cold sweat in an instant, and as soon as his legs weakened, he collapsed to the ground along the trunk of the tree.
The man in the mirror was still struggling outward, the whole process seemed to him to be long and terrifying, each picture seemed to be magnified thousands of times in his eyes, he only hated himself why he didn't faint, but became more and more awake.
In fact, it was only a matter of a moment for the acacia to break free from the mirror.
Under the moonlight, she slowly stood up upright on her knees, and with her movements, the sound of "crackling" bones stretching also echoed in the silent space, making it feel more and more creepy.
In the final frame, Hehuan is dressed in white, standing on one foot on the mirror as if weightless, her waist-length hair is gently blown apart by the night breeze, revealing a covered face, and the scar on the left side of her face is also presented in the moonlight.
She stared at her moonlit hands for a long time, and after feeling the real sense of existence, she slowly curled the corners of her mouth.
Then she turned her gaze to the shivering man sitting under the tree, and laughed out loud at the sight of his closed eyes.
She lightly opened her lips and called "Xiao Lang" softly.
Xiao Kun, who had closed his eyes completely, opened his eyes suddenly after hearing the familiar voice, and looked at the woman on the stone table with surprise and horror.
"He... Acacia? ”
"I didn't admit my mistake this time, it's me." Hehuan laughed more and more happily.
"You, how did you come out of the mirror?! No, you're not a acacia! You're a monster! You want to lie to me by being like a Hehuan! Hehuan is in the Red Sleeve Building, how can it be here?! Xiao Kun was obviously scared to the limit, but the speed of thinking was several times faster.
"Alas, Xiao Lang, you look at this mirror carefully, do you still remember it?" He Huan smiled, took a step back a little sadly, bent down to pick up the bronze mirror under his feet, and handed it to Xiao Kun, who was terrified but had no way out.
"This... This is what I gave to Hehuan..."
When Xiao Kun saw this bronze mirror, he finally couldn't care about fear, and reached forward to pick up the bronze mirror and rub it carefully, and in an instant, the scene of sending the mirror came to mind.
He looked up at the woman in white in front of him again in disbelief, trembling his lips as if to say to himself: "But... But how could the acacia come out of the mirror... Could it be that I'm dreaming..."
His eyes froze, and he couldn't believe it anymore.
"Xiao Lang... Don't you know that I'm dead? Hehuan choked up and spoke, and took a few steps forward to touch his face, but he reluctantly gave up because of his fear.
"I told you that I would never be in your presence again to disturb your life, but now I'm dead... This is really the last time we will see each other..."
"Dead... He's dead?! We haven't seen each other for half a month, right? Nope... No! You monster! Hugh is going to lie to me again! Xiao Kun roared hoarsely, his eyes were red, he forgot to tremble, forgot to fear, and his ten fingers fell into the solid dirt on the ground without realizing it.
Seeing that his feelings were out of control, Hehuan suddenly thought that this person still had his own place in his heart.
Sensing her eyes becoming sour, she quickly turned her back to him.
"Xiao Lang, I originally wanted you to come with me..." Looking up at the moonlight, she barely chuckled, "I once loved you deeply, and I hated you deeply, you have failed me..."
Xiao Kun looked at the slender figure floating in mid-air, because the tears that had been accumulated in her eyes for a long time finally flowed down because of her words.
"I know, Hehuan, I'm sorry for you..."
He finally believed that the woman in front of him was Hehuan, and finally believed that she was dead. He was no longer afraid, and his heart felt only covered with sadness and despair, so that he would tear his chest with pain even to breathe.
On the side he couldn't see, her tears had already covered her face. She wanted to tell him all the resentment and hatred that she had not been able to express in her lifetime tonight, this last night, but when he said he knew, she could not say anything else.
In the bleak moonlight, she closed her watery eyes and sighed out the sulking breath that had accumulated in her chest.
In the end, her love still lost to his future...
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