Chen Zhi finally discovered that their brothers, who had always worshiped Xiangguo, had been worn out by his wife's death. It seemed that his will had been shattered, and those ambitions had long since ceased to exist, he raised his head and whispered: "Xiangye......"

Zong Xuanyi looked at him, Chen Zhi was his brainstorm, and many times they would have a heart-to-heart relationship, but they were only limited to making trouble. If there is anyone in this world who understands him, it must be Chen Zhi, and he wants to say something else to him at this time.

Zong Xuanyi looked at the cloud flying snow and said slowly: "Chen Zhi, I miss her, since I got up in the morning, I have been hearing her calling me." Zong Xuanyi lowered his head, his voice surprisingly calm.

"No way, Madame has already gone, you are trapped in your heart to have auditory hallucinations. ”

Zong Xuanyi was silent, he didn't believe in the mandate of heaven, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he only believed in himself. But at this moment, he desperately hoped that after the death of a person, there would be a soul left in the world, lingering in the place where she once lived.

That way, she would still be able to be by his side.

"Do you know what kind of life I'm living now?" he seemed to ask others, as if to say to himself, "Lonely, boundless." He caressed the cloud flying snow, his eyes lowered, and after reining in his fierce color, he looked sideways to reveal a bit of the gentleness of a scholar.

What does it feel like to be lonely? It is that there is no one to accompany me to stand at dusk, no one asks me about porridge and warmth; it is the dead silence around me, and I am left alone to fish in the cold river and snow; yes...... It's boring......

At this time, Chen Zhi felt that this man like a god's mansion had completely turned his life gray, and he was really loveless. He remembered the woman who liked to serve herbs with her own hands, always smiled gently at her subordinates, and was always silent by Xiangye's side.

He couldn't figure out why Xiangye liked her, just because she was born beautiful? But Xiangye was young and powerful, and he was born handsome, how could a woman who lacked beauty fall in love with him?

Now that Mrs. has gone, he has found that the seemingly soft and weak woman is actually very stubborn in her bones. She tortured Xiangye in such a drastic way, so that he would never forget it if he lived. And she is indispensable to Xiangye, and even to the entire Xiangfu.

Politics is the dirtiest and bloodiest thing in the world, and it is undoubtedly cruel to a person who wanders in it. This Lord Xiangguo, who is invulnerable to outsiders, can only have a trace of warmth when he is in the house, and he can live like a normal person.

But she is the daughter of Nalan Yanzhang, and her father ruined the Xiangye family. No matter how deep the love between the two of them is, it is destined to be a relationship in which they cannot coexist. If you have to be together, it's just one more couple in the world.

"Xiangye, the deceased is gone, the living are like this, Madame must not want to see you like this. ”

"She probably wants me to die, otherwise how could she say goodbye to me in such a way. ”

Chen Zhizhen didn't know how to comfort him, knowing that he didn't like his subordinates' inconsistencies, but he could only say something that didn't hurt: "No, Mrs. is a doctor, and a doctor can only save people, where will he expect others to die." ”

When he spoke like this, who knew that Zong Xuanyi didn't get angry this time, he only said lightly: "Also, she should avoid me like a snake and scorpion, and she probably doesn't want to be with me even if she dies." I buried her in the cemetery of the Zong family, thinking that I could still be buried with her after I died, do you think she will blame me?"

"She is your wife, she has entered the family tree, so naturally she will enter the cemetery of the clan, there is no need to doubt this. ”

Zong Xuanyi knew that they couldn't hear the words they wanted. In fact, there is no one in this world who can listen to him and deserve to listen to him. He waved them back and went to Jinzhuyuan himself.

Jinzhuyuan used to be the daily living place of him and Nalan Jinxiu, and after she died, he didn't set foot here, and he didn't allow anyone to come over to clean it. He was afraid that they would break things, and he was afraid that he would not be able to retain the last trace of her breath. And what about him? He was afraid of touching the scene, afraid of seeing those familiar things, of seeing their past, afraid of realizing that things were wrong and that she had completely left him.

He'd been anesthetizing himself, and as long as he didn't set foot in here, he would still be the same. He was out on business, and she waited at home for him to come back, and even if he came back late, she would keep a light for him. There are thousands of households in this world, and countless lamps will be lit at night, but the one that belongs to him is extinguished, because the person who lit the lamp is no longer there.

The room is still the same, not the slightest change has been made. On the day they went to the national festival together, they set off together from this room. He closed his eyes, and could still remember how she was grooming here. His fingers ran over her makeup case, which was covered in dust.

He wiped his sleeve clean with his sleeve like crazy and opened it. Inside lay her things, incense powder, eyebrows, lipstick, jade bracelets, jade hairpins, jade pendants......

She likes jade ornaments, hates gold and silver, and because she is born brightly, she especially loves plain clothes. She always said that she should dress up freshly so that people don't think she is a vase.

He picked up her once favorite step, which he had an old craftsman do, and carved a lotus flower. It was her first birthday after marrying him, a gift he gave her. Although the craftsman was good, he had a very strange temper, and for the sake of this step, he painted for the craftsman for a month. She was very unhappy when she knew it, and she cried and said no, she couldn't buy any kind of step shake with silver.

But when he actually gave it to her, she loved it like a treasure, and she liked it very much. She said: The meaning of the lotus is very good, the stem is a branch, and the flower blooms two, which is a symbol of concentricity, the same root, the same blessing, and the same life.

Actually, she has always been a very good girl. Before marrying him, she had been happy all day long, and she never knew what sorrow and troubles were. After marrying him, there was a time when she was also very happy, but later she didn't like to talk or laugh.

Zong Xuanyi's hands trembled uncontrollably, until finally they trembled like chaff......

He lay down weakly on the outside of the bed, which he had slept next to her like he had done in the past. Xu Shi hadn't slept well for several days, and Zong Xuanyi fell asleep as soon as he lay down, and he had a long dream.

In the dream, he looked at the girl sitting on the plum tree, plain clothes and black hair, with a pair of big eyes full of aura, which made the sky lose its brilliance. She ignored the anxiety of the people under the tree, her feet swinging back and forth, and the jade ornament hanging from her ankle was an inky lotus flower.

After marriage, he learned that it was the full moon ceremony carved for her by her father, and she cherished it the most. He froze in place, watching her smile and call him Brother Jiu, and stretched out her hands to him for him to hug. He still stood still, not daring to move, for fear that if he did, she would disappear.

She still smiled and called him Brother Jiu, her smile was still so sweet, making his cold heart warm up little by little. As if bewitched, he muttered, "Jin'er......"

She said, "I'm here!"

Later, with three books and six ceremonies, ten miles of red makeup, she became his wife. He is a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, and he has a good wife like a dream, and he should be happy. But hatred tore at him, he retaliated, she suffered, and they drifted apart.

He stood higher and higher, until he became the minister of the country and had power all over the world. He doesn't plan to let go of any of those who hurt him, he wants to get it back little by little. The first to bear the brunt was his father-in-law.

She cried, she begged him, he refused, he was indifferent, she looked haggard and erect, he was dressed in court clothes, he was in high spirits, she had no father, no mother, no heirs, he was surrounded by everyone, overlooking all the people.

In the end, she swept away in the blood, and gradually walked away, submerging into the sea of blood.

He looked at her back, her plain clothes and long black hair were entangled, flying loosely in the wind, making her body even weaker. The road was arduous and far away, and she staggered forward, obviously walking hard, but she did not look back.

"No...... No...... Don't! Don't...... Don't!"

He shouted at her behind her, hoarse, and she didn't stop. He wanted to catch up, to shout at her not to go. He knew that it was Huangquan Road, and she would not be able to come back if she went down, and she would be separated from him forever. But he couldn't move, so he could only stand in place.

When he looked down, he saw the dying woman in his arms, so pale that it was almost transparent. He reached out and touched her face, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and the ice made him tremble.

He stared at her deadly, and the crazy shout in his heart: Nalan Jinxiu, I don't allow you to die!

She seemed to be awake for a moment, and her misty eyes were stained with bottomless sadness, she said: "What I regret most in this life is to fall in love with you, and don't appear again in the next life." ”

It turned out that she wanted to escape so much. Also, he killed her loved ones and made her an orphan. She can't be a mother for the rest of her life because of him, he didn't protect her well, what qualifications does he have to ask her for forgiveness?

He just hugged her gradually cooling body tightly, refusing to let go until there was no longer temperature. The plain white hand slipped from his heart and fell limply into the air.

At that moment, he finally realized what he had lost, the last trace of warmth in this world for him. The woman who had been by his side for more than nine years, who was his wife and his relatives, was completely gone. The veins on his forehead flared up, and he could no longer maintain his calm, and he whimpered lowly, not crying, but in extreme pain......

Later, he was stupid, holding her body and not allowing anyone to come close. He clutched her tightly to his chest, not wanting to put her in the dark and damp underground, not wanting the long box to imprison her.

She is most afraid of the dark.

But where could he send her?

The world faded to black and white, and the pain spread from his chest to his limbs, leaving him breathless. From then on, the huge mansion was like a lost city, and he was trapped there, and his heart was like ashes......