180. Preference
"Yes, tell me your impressions."
"Master Hou is embarrassed for me, I just saw him in the interval between serving tea, but I didn't observe him carefully. However, Chen Ping is Lang Zhongling in the early spring, and now he has been worshiped as the prime minister of Zuo, but he did not forget to chat with Hou Ye and play against him, he came alone with only a fast horse, no shelf, and he was not arrogant and arrogant, he was a steady person. ”
Liu Zhang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Can you see that much? ”
Chang Xi smiled and shook his head: "Unlike Hou Ye, who practices martial arts, our women's minds are often much more delicate.
Chen Ping and Wang Lingguan worship the prime minister, the head of the Chinese ministers, and Liu Zhang is a new prestige of the Liu family, if you can test Chen Ping's intentions, maybe it can coincide with his thoughts......
In the sixth year of Emperor Hui, in October.
Chang Xi has been sleeping more and more deeply recently, and even when I often enter the house, she doesn't know what to do, but sleeping deep doesn't mean peace of mind, who knows that she won't be troubled by nightmares day and night.
I took a dog's tail and scratched it on top of her tightly frowning brow, and it took about a minute for her to open her eyes and push my hand away with a look of disgust: "What time is it?" Why isn't it dawn yet? ”
"It's snowing outside."
I opened a crack in the window, and the wind blew into the house with snowflakes.
Chang Xi seemed to be awakened by the cold in an instant, she didn't even wear shoes, she got out of bed barefoot, grabbed the window and pulled it open.
The cold air on her face instantly surrounded her, and her bare feet were next to the floor where a snowflake had fallen, but Chang Xi smiled happily.
She stretched out her arm and used her delicate skin to catch the falling snowflakes, the snow melted on her skin, and the cold air penetrated into her skin and into her heart.
"It's been a year......"
"yes, it's been a year......"
At this time last year, Chang Xi was poisoned by Lu Pheasant, and the heavy snow that flew in the sky surrounded the entire Chang'an City, and her wisp of incense also froze with the heavy snow and disappeared.
In just one year, things are not people. The snow was still as white, but she wasn't so pure anymore.
When Chang Xi entered the palace that night, she made a small snowman along the road, and she squatted in the snow in a red cloak, which looked like a bright red blood stain from a distance.
She handed this pinched snowman with an extremely ugly shape to Liu Ying, Liu Ying's body couldn't get out of bed at all at the moment, he could only turn over lightly and smile at Chang Xi with his tired face: "You won't say, you are pinching me?" I'm not that ugly. ”
Chang Xi nodded: "Isn't it the emperor." She quietly hid her face and wiped away her uncontrollable tears, "What book does the emperor want to hear from me tonight?" I will depend on you, and I will not fight with you anymore. ”
Liu Ying looked at the ceiling and coughed twice, Chang Xi hurriedly wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, she looked down at the red sticky substance on the snow-white handkerchief, and then put the handkerchief behind her.
Liu Ying closed his eyes: "You don't have to hide it from me, the fishy smell in my mouth, I am not unfamiliar at all......" After a long time, he slowly turned his head again, and stretched out his hand to touch Changxi's soft hair: "I want to hear it...... If you want to hear the story of my father's retreat from the Hongmen banquet, tell me about it......"
Chang Xi was already holding the bamboo slip in her hand, and she closed it gently. It was as if all the strength of her body had gathered on her eyes, and she couldn't control the tears that came out of her eyes.
She really restrained, restrained for a long time. Every time, I didn't want Liu Ying to see my ugliest expression, but every time I entered the palace, I could see the breath of dying on Liu Ying's body.
"Okay, the concubine said to the emperor...... 'Pei Gongjun is overpowered, and he has not been able to meet Xiang Yu. Pei Gong Zuo Sima Cao was uninjured and said to Xiang Yu that Pei Gong wanted the king (wàng) to be in the middle of the pass, so that the child and the baby were in the picture, and there were all the treasures. Xiang Yu was furious and said, in order to defeat the Pei Gong army...... At that time, Xiang Yu had 400,000 soldiers, and in Xinfeng Hongmen, Pei Gong had 100,000 soldiers, and he was in the overlord...... Dominate the ......"
Chang Xi's hand holding the bamboo slip began to tremble, and then her whole body trembled, and she covered her uncompetitive mouth with her palm, trying not to let her cry sound.
Liu Ying had slowly closed her eyes at this moment, wondering if Lu Dao was listening to Chang Xi read the story.
Liu Ying's memory gradually faded with his physical discomfort, and he no longer remembered how many times Chang Xi had read the story of the Hongmen Banquet to him.
He will gradually forget about the things around him, gradually forget the people around him, and then forget about himself......
Chang Xi threw away the bamboo slip and lay on Liu Ying's chest, she listened to Liu Ying's heavy breathing, and felt a little relieved, that was Liu Ying's trajectory in this world.
"Sister Juan."
Zhang Yan didn't know what to say into the room, her hands were red from the wind and snow outside, she put her hand on Liu Ying's hand, and then Chang Xi stretched out her hand to hold their two cold hands.
"Liu Ying, can you walk with me for a while longer, without your life, I can't even find my legs, how can I continue to walk. When the snow is over, I will go with you to see the pear blossom tree, and we will sit there and watch the sea of flowers. There is no Weiyang Palace, no Lu Pheasant, no political grievances......"
What people hope for in this life is something you will never get. Fate will tell you in the most cruel way, let you see those bloody facts, and then tear each other's desires, swallow them into your stomach, and finally these toxins will spread into your heart with the blood, waiting for that sound, boom!
You're in pieces......
You're in the ......
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The seventh year of Emperor Hui, spring, March.
The whole winter passed very quickly, and the rhythm of my life did not seem to have changed, Xiao Jue finally resumed communication with me some time ago, and he lost contact with me for a month because he was caught and interrogated by several elders for several days, and repeatedly asked him to take me back.
I just told him unhurriedly: "My dear, there is still one year, I think that the matter between me and Changxi will be resolved soon, as long as the contract is completed, I can go back to the 21st century, besides, although those old men keep asking me to go back, they can't help it!" So let's wait slowly, and let me tell you, Chang Xi is about to get depressed, maybe she will die suddenly before she reaches three years. ”
After all, before Chang Xi didn't say the wish of the soul contract, I would definitely let her hang up first, otherwise I would be unlucky.
I'm playing with the hairpin in my hand, and since I asked Grandma Wang to repair it once, the hairpin has not progressed, and it still only shows a little vague outline.
I was shining in the sun, the light could faintly pass through, I dangled the hairpin in front of my eyes like a rattle, I turned my head and asked Chang Xi who was leaning on the chair: "Hey, look at this hairpin, white doesn't look like white, what is it on it?" Chang Xi, do you look like purple? ”
She didn't answer me, just out of shielding me.
And she also took a hairpin in her hand, which was given to her by Liu Zhang, but the bead flower has been broken, just an ordinary light pole, and her other hand is also holding the purple jade given to her by Liu Ying, as long as she is free, she is like this, I am used to it.
I don't know if it's because of the change from winter to spring, I suddenly have a feeling of not adapting to the season, and this feeling mostly comes from dreams, I often dream of the woman in red who talks to me, but I can't see the face.
Once I was forced to be anxious, and scolded her in a dream: "What kind of mystery are you playing for my mother? Acting skin? Do you have the ability to show your face? ”
When I woke up, I found that I was pinching Changxi's neck so hard that she almost died.
One night in April, there was a quick knock on Changxi's door, and I knew it was Bi'er when I heard this frequency, and I opened the door impatiently, thinking that she had seen some wild cats and wild dogs again.
But she looked anxious and her eyes were frightened, she rushed into the room and said to Chang Xi: "Girl, the queen mother let you enter the palace, and the emperor is about to die." ”
All the bamboo slips in Chang Xi's hand fell to the ground, and it took a lot of strength for her to support her body and not fall. She was like a patient with convulsions, fumbling until the dresser began to rummage things around, crackling loudly.
Chang Xi cried while turning, and I walked over and grabbed her trembling arm: "What's wrong with you?" ”
She waved her hands and feet, feeling no different from a drunk person, she cried heartbreakingly, and roared in a low voice: "I can't find Zishu jade, where am I leaving my Zishu jade, I have to take it to see Liu Ying's most rear...... Must ......"
I shook her shoulders and held her wrists high: "Are you crazy?" Isn't the purple maize jade always in your hands? ”
"That's right...... Why didn't I see it? ”
She burst into tears and laughed, grabbed a piece of clothing and draped it on her body, and followed Bi'er out of the house.
"Chang Xi!"
I stopped her with messy steps, and then gently gave her a hug: "I will let Xiao Jue pick you up, so you don't have to be afraid that Lu Pheasant will come over suddenly, say goodbye to Liu Ying." ”
"Thank you, thank you......"
I don't know what Lu Dao is for, the back of Chang Xi leaving the Hou Mansion that night will make me feel so sad, I seem to have gradually integrated into her story, and I can't get out.
Weiyang Palace seems to be very quiet tonight, Zhang Yan is doing her best to block Liu Ying's news, but at most it can only last for an hour, and Lu Pheasant will still know the way.
"One hour, that's enough."
Chang Xi's hands held Liu Ying's emaciated face, which he had already described as withered.
"Your Majesty? Emperor? Liu Ying...... Open your eyes and look at me......"