Nalan Jinxiu stretched out her hand, looked at her fingers, and suddenly found that there was nothing worthy of her attachment in this world, and the things she cared about were destroyed one by one, and there was no hope for life.

It's just a pity that she is in her beautiful years, she is only nineteen years old, she is in her prime, but her heart is as desolate as an old woman, and there is no half of the beautiful color left.

She sat in front of the window all afternoon, quietly looking at the plum trees in the yard, remembering that she had planted the plum trees all over the yard for her when she married him four years ago.

Mei's proud bone has always been her favorite. After winter, the plum should be folded every other day and inserted in the Yongle white glazed neck bottle, and there must be several plants in the bedroom.

At that time, as soon as it snowed, he looked at her and did not allow her to break the plum, saying that the branches were full of snow, and he was afraid that she would slip down and fall. Once in a heavy snowfall, she was not satisfied with any of the plum blossoms that the little girl folded, so she begged him for a long time before letting her fold them. He was afraid that she would fall, so he brought a lot of people to look at her below, and he was nervous.

"Is this one good-looking?" she asked with a grin.

He coped: "It's all good-looking, it's all good-looking, you come down quickly, if your mother's girl sees it, she will sue you again." ”

"If you think it's all good, then I'll fold it off for you, choose a few good plants and put them in the study, this fragrance is very pleasant." ”

"Okay, grandma, whatever you say is what you say, quickly fold it down. ”

At that time, how happy she was, yes, how happy.

When Zong Xuanyi came back, he saw her staring out the window blankly, her eyes slightly puffy, knowing that she was still sad about the affairs of Nalan Mansion, and she also knew that she was complaining about him. He didn't know what he could say to her, and finally went to the study with a calm expression.

At night, he took the bedgown and said to her: "Jin'er, the bedgown is open, you can help me sew it." ”

She didn't speak, she took the bedrobe and sewed it with candlelight stitches and threads, very docile. She had lost a lot of weight, her chin was pointy, and he felt a pain in his heart, like a pinprick in the face.

"It's sewn. She handed it to him, watched him take it and rub it in his hand, and said, "My needle and thread have not grown, this dress is very old, let me sew two new ones for you tomorrow!"

He didn't look at her, and replied calmly: "No need, I'm used to wearing these two bedclothes." ”

She went to bed and lay face down, tears dripping her ears. The bedding was made for him by herself after marriage, the fabric was the best, but the stitches were very large, and he had been wearing it all these years. He can act, but he is obviously the most ruthless but can pretend to be affectionate, she is a layman after all, and she has been easily deceived for all these years.

That night, they were in the same bed, but they were far apart, and the corners of their clothes were never contaminated with each other. She didn't feel sleepy, and neither did he. In the middle of the night, she heard a small sound, and she knew he was leaning over to look at her.

Then, his fingers gently stroked her eyebrows, as gentle as on the wedding day, and a light kiss was imprinted on her forehead, and he said, "How can I make you happy?"

After a long time, it was his low sigh, and then he got up and went outside. It occurred to her that they had been with each other for many years. Perhaps, it was wrong from the time they met, but fate was overturning everyone's course and giving her and him fate.

Fate, it's really ironic.

On the day of entering the palace, the carriage was waiting at the door, and he helped her into the carriage as usual with thoughtful movements, but she did not plan to go up like this, but carefully arranged his clothes.

"Get in the car, get off and people are watching. He had a gentle voice.

She shook her head and said thoughtlessly: "You look so good in this court dress." ”

Yes, it's really good-looking, the crimson that symbolizes status, the leather belt with intricate patterns around the waist, every place is very atmospheric, noble, and very attractive.

"How do you have the heart to study what I'm wearing today?"

She raised her face and looked at this man who was much taller than her, with excellent facial features, obviously an indifferent and ruthless character, but he looked as warm as jade on the outside. suppressed the faint discomfort in his heart and coped: "In the past few years, you have changed your court clothes too quickly, I can't remember clearly." ”

It's not that she changes her court clothes too quickly, but she no longer waits for him to dress every morning. He hooked the corners of his lips slightly, as if smiling, and reached out to re-tie the cloak strap for her: "Get in the car, don't miss the hour." ”

It was relatively quiet along the way, neither of them spoke, and Nalan Jinxiu found that he was really like a piece of wood, knowing that he was going to die, but he could still be at peace.

Since the death of the first emperor, the queen mother has been eating fasting and reciting Buddha, and does not ask about world affairs. Therefore, after entering the palace, the female dependents must first go to see the queen. Nalan Jinxiu didn't know when the arrow would shoot at her, and she didn't know if she would have a chance to confess her last words to him.

"Brother Jiu......" She watched him leave and called him in a low voice.

Zong Xuanyi was stunned, since the accident in Nalan's house, she didn't call him anything, or called him the ninth master as others. He was displeased, so she said that this time is different from the past, and your identity is no longer what I want to call it. He knew in his heart that she hated him and refused to call him like this again, and now he had the illusion that he was in a different world, and he pretended to be calm and said, "What's wrong?"

"The clouds and snow I raise have to be watered with spirits, not water. ”

He frowned imperceptibly: "How do you think of this?"

"Yun Feixue is hard to find in the world, and I only feed this one, you have to take care of it for me. She has nothing to worry about in this world, and now all she can think about is this medicinal herb that is difficult to find in the world, and the only person she can trust is the one who wants her life.

Zong Xuanyi was puzzled, but he didn't have time to ask too much, so he could only stroke her hair and urge: "It's time, come in!"

She pulled out a wry smile, turned around, and left step by step, very dignified.

This short stretch of time seemed to be the hardest time in half her life, and she wanted to turn around many times, wanting to ask him why he did this, why he did this to her, but finally she took control.

In life, there are not so many whys.

In the luxurious palace, the queen is still sitting next to the queen Liu Guifei, who favors the harem. Nalan Jinxiu hooked the corners of her lips sarcastically, thinking of the matter between Liu Jingxian and Zong Xuanyi, she only felt dirty.

The festival had not yet begun, and when she was close to the present saint, she knew that death was not far away. Her eyes eagerly searched for him in the crowd, she still wanted to see if he would be a little sad at this moment?

But he was still as calm as ever, and the time he looked at her, his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and people couldn't see their emotions. Nalan Jinxiu found that she didn't blame him, if there was really one person between them who was wrong, it was herself, she couldn't see through it, she couldn't see through the cold-bloodedness under his gentle appearance, and she couldn't see through the hypocrisy after his warmth.

When the feather arrow came, she moved slightly sideways, hitting the heart exactly right. She frowned in pain, her feet went limp, and she fell to the cold ground. She understands that this time, there is no way to return to the sky!

Then, she saw Zong Xuanyi rushing out of the crowd in a panic and hugged her tremblingly. She saw the pain between his eyebrows and eyes, a devastating despair. She knew that he was a martial artist, and she knew that she was hopeless by looking at the location of the wound.

Although he doesn't love her, he has some feelings for her, after all, he has been with her for so many years. Or maybe he felt guilty about her, and he was desperate because of guilt now, she thought.

Blood stained her clothes, and her whole body was numb, and she only felt cold, a chill in her bones. She moved her pale lips and said weakly, "The sharpshooter you found is really exactly the same. ”

His face turned even paler, and he asked her in a low voice, "Are you...... So, deliberately begging for death?"

"I'd rather I didn't know it, and I could still live in a mess. But I can't act like nothing has happened, I'm so tired, I can't see the road ahead, and I don't have the courage to keep going......"

He reached out and pressed her bleeding wound, his cold lips pressed against her forehead, and he said, "Jin'er, I never thought about you dying, I never thought about it. ”

She suddenly laughed, very pale and desolate, and said, "My status is no longer suitable to be your wife, and it will no longer be of any benefit to your career." Moreover, I have no companions, no friends, no relatives, no children, I have nothing and no worries, and there is no point in living. ”

Zong Xuanyi raised his head and stared into her eyes tightly. suddenly remembered that she had been by his side for all these years, well-behaved and obedient, sometimes a little confused, sometimes as careful as a hair, and her smile was always sweet, when was it so desolate?

He sadly found that the girl who was as bright as the sun had completely changed. Cold fingers caressed her lips, and her voice carried some pleading: "Don't laugh...... Don't laugh like that......"

Nalan Jinxiu's vision gradually became blurred, and the shadow was longing, but the figure of the Qingjun young man in his mind was getting clearer and clearer, and when he first saw him, he said: "I will teach you homework in the future." ”

She didn't understand that this master was really good-looking, so she kept nodding her head and called him Mr. obediently, but he didn't like it, and replied lightly: "I'm the ninth in the family, you can call me the ninth brother." ”

"Brother Jiu. She struggled to pronounce words, and her voice was small and soft.

Zong Xuanyi, who was on the verge of despair, heard it, he buried his cheek in her neck, felt the temperature that was gradually disappearing there, and said tremblingly: "I'm here." ”

Nalan Jinxiu felt pain, and the wound in her heart seemed to have been corroded by something. She has been afraid of pain since she was a child, and every time she was injured, he coaxed her to take medicine, told her stories, and took her out of the house to play...... Now, he is the one who makes her worse than dead. She grabbed Zong Xuanyi's arm and cried: "I hate you, I can't wait for you to die, I want you to give my whole family my life, do you know?"

"I know. ”

"Then why don't you die!" she asked hatefully, using the last of her strength to give up in his arms. This is the last sentence that Nalan Jinxiu left to Zong Xuanyi, like her expectation, and like her curse.