mon feb 09 14:35:41 cst 2015

"It hurts. ”

After I said this, Lin Ergongzi was immediately stunned, and a ruthless light burst out of his eyes.

I didn't know until later, it turned out that he mistakenly thought that I couldn't let go of the man named Jiang Sheng, so he secretly sent someone to find Jiang Sheng, I don't know what method was used to make him a good scholar into a crazy madman, every time he saw a woman in red, he had to rush over and bite twice, for a while, the girls in the city no longer dared to wear red clothes when they went out.

No matter whether Jiang Sheng is crazy or crazy, it has nothing to do with me, because I am not the Li Yuxia who loves Jiang Sheng to the point of martyrdom in their mouths.

I'm Xue Ji, the Xue Ji who loves Rong Li.

In the Lin Mansion, I can often see Lin Dagongzi, every time he is in a hurry, his slightly frowning brows are like when Murong Li is thinking about a problem, I often sit in the painting pavilion and watch him walk by from a distance, so far away and unpredictable and ethereal, so that I feel at ease, I lie to myself, that is Murong Li, he is still alive, in my life.

Finally, one day, I woke up from this dream, and I could no longer deceive myself.

It was when the plum blossoms were at their redtest, like blood.

I only took a personal maid out of the house, stepping on the snow to enjoy the plum blossoms, the street was deserted and pitiful, and the maid behind me also trembled and whispered and complained, the snow was too big, and the cold north wind howled wantonly blew the snowflakes into pieces of cold knives and scraped them on the face.

Suddenly, a hurried sound of horses' hooves shattered all the desertion, and a group of officials rode their horses, the leader holding the reins in one hand and holding a scroll high in the other.

"Second young lady, get out of the way!"

Seeing that the horse team was about to approach, the maid quickly pulled me aside.

After the horse team walked away, in the wind and snow, I heard a sentence in a trance: Emperor Wen died, and the world was in mourning.

I was shocked, praying that this was an illusion, but there was a 1 in 10,000 chance that I would also verify it, so I shook off the maid's hand and followed the horseshoe prints on the street all the way to the palace.

When I arrived, the horse team had just gone out of the palace, and just as I was about to continue the pursuit, a group of officials with wooden barrels and brushes and yellow paper came out of the office.

I followed them to the notice, and after they had finished pasting and leaving, I walked forward in a daze, only to see a few lines of large characters written on the yellow paper:

The first emperor died, thanked the first emperor for his merits and kindness, posthumously sealed Wencheng, and ordered the world to have no happy events within three years to sacrifice the first emperor!

For a moment, I just felt the world spinning, squatting on the ground, and raising a cloud of snow and dust.

Chen'er! Chen'er is dead!

"Ah!!h

A terrible cry rang through the sky, and then I fainted.

When Chen'er was born, it took three days and three nights before she was willing to leave my body and come to this world, which was the biggest pain I have ever experienced, but this pain is sweet, because Chen'er refused to come to the world for a long time, Murong Li was by my side as soon as possible.

At that time, the entire Changping was shrouded in a black cloud, and the wind was blowing everywhere, from the hundreds of officials to the people, all of whom said that it was a demon who came into the world. Hundreds of officials gathered in Wu'anmen to write a letter on this matter.

Fortunately, Master Yifan appeared, and a sentence blocked the mouths of the hundred officials, and changed the people's opinions, after which the entire Changping began to burn incense and pray, praying that Chen'er could come to the world safely.

On the morning of the fourth day, when Chen'er finally came out, the dark clouds that had shrouded Changping for three days dispersed in an instant, and a bright morning light shone obliquely into the palace from the dark clouds.

The years are fleeting, and even Chen'er died in the blink of an eye.

My husband and my son are no longer in this world.

Sadness was unbearable, he woke up from a dream sobbing, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the eldest prince and the eldest young lady who came to visit in the house, and the eyebrows and eyes of the eldest prince Lin were still so similar to Murong Li, frowning slightly, with a distress and a worry.

I raised my hand and smashed the vase on the bedside table, the porcelain vase shattered to the ground, and the remaining water stains reflected the crystal light.

"Get out!"

"Brother and sister, what's wrong with you?

Grand Prince Lin stepped forward to stop the young lady's shoulder, and said softly: "Madam, just take care of the second brother here, let's go back." ”

I was still immersed in the reality of Chen'er's death and couldn't extricate myself, muttering bitterly: "Dead, all dead." ”

"Yuxia, what's wrong with you, don't scare me like this, can you tell me what happened?" Lin Ergongzi squatted on the side of the bed and held my hand and said distressedly.

"Wine, can you go get wine?" At this time, I really want to get drunk, when I am drunk, life and death, love and hate will become a drunken dream, and when I am drunk, I will not know what is called "lovesickness".

Second Prince Lin frowned, as if he wanted to persuade me: "Yunxia ......"

"You said you would do whatever I said. ”

"Good!"

Since then, I have been accompanied by wine every day, although my in-laws have scolded me more than once, but if I want to drink, who can stop me? Not to mention that the second son of Lin spoiled me in a thousand ways, and when I opened my mouth to ask for wine, even if his brows were twisted into knots, he would still obey me after all.

One life is righteous, three lives are lovesick and bitter, every time you get drunk, you can temporarily forget this sorrow, but after you wake up, it is ten million times more painful.

Tens of millions of hates, hatred is at the end of the world.

When the plum blossoms fell, there was another heavy snowfall, and the whole world was blank, and I was still sitting in the pavilion, pouring endless cups of wine, and the snowflakes fell in from the outside and quickly melted.

The north wind blew on my face, it was cool, I took off my cotton robe and ran into the snow, which frightened the maid: "Second young lady, what are you doing? ”

With his hands open, snowflakes fell on his face and hands, and the coolness after melting penetrated into every inch of skin through the single clothes, and every inch of skin was shivering.

"Second young lady, it's so heavy snow outside, let's get dressed and go back!" the maid anxiously persuaded.

I kicked her away: "Get out of here." ”

The maid stumbled in the snow, and finally ran away with my cotton coat in her arms.

The whole world was only the sound of snowflakes falling gently, and I breathed a sigh of relief: it was finally quiet.

Then a little drunk, in the snow, under the plum blossoms, dancing, reflecting the familiar scene in my mind, Murong Li, when I danced under that red plum tree that day, were you drunk in the garden? You once wanted to leave me, but after all, you were reluctant, now, I miss you, where are you?