Late at night, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

In the Shengji Palace, the lights are bright, and the voices of people are boiling.

Outside the Shengji Palace, on the blue wave lake, the waves are sparkling, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled on the deep lake water, shining with a cold and cold light.

I sat quietly by the lake outside the Shengji Temple, watching the bright lights of the Shengji Hall on the other side, waiting for the person to appear.

An Qingjie went to the Shengji Hall to inform Su Enamel that he had gone, and I was left alone looking at the other side in a daze.

In the depths of the shadows of the trees behind him, the sound of cloth rubbing against branches and leaves sounded softly.

I didn't move or speak, and the habit I developed over the years made me face numb and paralyzed for the first time I faced others, no matter when and where I was, like a vegetative person with open eyes.

"Ahem...... So there are people here, girl, may I sit here? ”

With a few faint coughs, a deep and nice voice sounded softly in the ears.

Listening to the voice doesn't look like Su Enamel, I simply ignore him, as a well-known wood idiot in Beiyang Kingdom, I can ignore anyone openly.

The man didn't seem to mind my rudeness, but walked over to the jagged boulder jutting out beside me, sat down with his coat on his clothes, and stared quietly at the lake.

A gentle evening breeze blew, and the faint smell of herbs wafted over the man's body, and I grew up in the hospital in my previous life, and I sensitively smelled the smell of herbs, which is a kind of herb that inhibits tuberculosis, which the ancients called terminally ill tuberculosis.

This person is terminally ill? But listening to his light voice just now, it doesn't seem like the calmness and calmness of a person who knows that his life has come to an end.

I frowned subconsciously, the corner of my eyes swept over unconsciously, on the craggy boulder on my side, the man sat sideways, his long black hair was blown up by the wind, covering his face, so that I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the person just sat quietly, giving people a sense of indifference of the breeze and the moon, as if this person did not belong to the world, and would fly away at any time.

Who is this man? An Qingjie had told me in detail about all the ministers in the court of the Northern Yang Kingdom, but none of those people seemed to be like a fairy in front of him.

"Girl, are you afraid of death?" The fairy said lightly, as if asking me and as if talking to himself, "You know what? In fact, I am afraid of death, I am afraid of death, but I can't say anything, I have to laugh in front of everyone, laugh lightly, but in the quiet of the night, when I am alone, I will be afraid, afraid to death. ”

I listened quietly, but I didn't expect that the elegant appearance of this fairy cloud was actually disguised.

It's really strange to say that the two of us are really strange, I am obviously a normal person with good health and sound limbs, but I want to pretend to be a stupid, stupid, half-dead sick man, and the sick man in front of me who obviously doesn't know when he will die in Huangquan wants to pretend to be an open-minded person who ignores life and death, and has a clear breeze and bright moon in front of everyone, which is really ridiculous fate.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you that. Do you know? On weekdays, don't say that I want to say these words, it's just that I frown slightly, and all the people in the family will be in a mess, worried to death, and I can't wait to exchange my life for me, so that all the words I want to open my mouth are swallowed back into my stomach. Because I know that if I say this, they will be very sad, and it is better for me to be sad than to make everyone sad. ”

Qi Xian continued to speak softly, and there was a hint of sadness in her low and gentle tone floating in the night breeze.

"It's just this kind of fear, the fear of not knowing when to live and when to die, if I don't say it, I may die of fear before I die of illness! Hehe, girl, you must be laughing at me for being cowardly and afraid of death! ”

It didn't seem to mind my silence, and was only immersed in my own emotions, wanting to vent the pain that had been suppressed in my heart for many years at once tonight over this clear lake.

I quietly looked at the broken moon on the lake, felt the sadness of the person around me, and felt a little sudden in my heart, the God of this world seems to be destined to make everything imperfect, but why me? Why did I die in my previous life, become obsessed with suffering, and commit suicide; And in this life, I want my family to be ruined, pretend to be stupid, and take revenge?

Is it fair? Is God fair?

The fairy on his side seemed to have finally spit out all the depression in his heart, and he also fell silent, quietly looking at the moon on the lake.

All of a sudden, there was silence all around, only the breeze and the moon, and the clear water and waves.

The bright lights in the hall in the distance, the boiling voices of the people all left me, and even the heavy hatred left me.

I gently closed my eyes, felt the gentle evening breeze in the middle of the night, breathed in the delicious smell of herbs on the man's body, and felt more peaceful and peaceful than I had ever felt before.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, you are here, so that the slave can be easily found!"

I don't know how long it took, I heard a rush of footsteps, and then An Qingjie's pretended urgency voice sounded in the quiet space.

"I've seen this adult, the slave maid is Princess Lingshang's personal maid An Qingjie, this is the master of the slave and maid, Princess Lingshang."

An Qingjie seemed to have just seen the immortal on the boulder, bowed without humility or arrogance, and said my identity in a flat tone. But listening to the meaning of her words, she didn't know this immortal either, could it be that he was a member of the Nanchen Mission?

"It turned out to be the only beloved daughter of Lord Ling of Beiyang Kingdom, and it was rude!"

Qi Xian got up gracefully from the boulder, bowed to me, and did not call me the 'Princess Lingshang' who had been canonized by Emperor Tianming, but called me by my father's name, which made me feel good about him.

"Lord Ling Wang is brave and good at fighting, using soldiers like gods, guarding the border alone for decades, and has a great reputation, but it is a pity that he was victimized by traitors and died young, otherwise my Nanchen Kingdom God of War will be owned by King Ling."

There is admiration, regret, yearning, and admiration for my father, and every word sounds like it is sincere, which makes me feel good, and I almost can't help but applaud.

"I disturbed the princess's quiet, and I asked the princess for forgiveness, and I said goodbye."

Qi Xian looked at me with an expressionless face, and as soon as his voice fell, he turned to leave.

In the night, the long clothes were staggering, and they were really like immortals, as if they were riding the wind.