Four hundred and seventy-two, into whose dream?
Since Wang Xifeng came back from that palace banquet, he finally waited for the joy of losing and regaining it to gradually calm down, so that he had time to quietly think about the ins and outs of everything that happened back then, and whether Lin Yan would really be willing to leave everything behind and fly away with him now.
The answer is a denial that even he himself cannot deceive himself.
In terms of taking 10,000 steps back, even if they really agree to fly away with him, if they leave Chang'an rashly, it will be difficult for them to move an inch now, after all, the whole world is not the imperial land. Moreover, he has his parents and younger brothers, and he must not be selfish and disregard their lives because of his selfishness.
also understood that Lin Yan's choice at the beginning was actually because their Wang family was threatened by the Heavenly Family in the palm of their hands, so she had no choice but not to bow her head. Even the blood relatives who are tightly entangled with her and Emperor Wuchang are all strong for the mother, not to mention the vein of the two sons.
But as long as I think of her now, she was imprisoned in the high walls of the deep palace with the son of the enemy, and the appearance of withering alone in the flowering period. The heart is like being held by an invisible hand.
No, it is not allowed, he absolutely does not allow it, no matter what price he pays.
In the Qingshui Palace, when Concubine De left, Lin Chaoge had the opportunity to open the small note that the little palace maid stuffed to her.
The handwriting on the paper was a little sloppy, but it could be seen that it was from the man's pen, and a small porcelain white face was completely discolored, and his expression was panicked. The Ru kiln azure glazed lotus tray placed on the green snail flower dai pomegranate Ruyi table was inadvertently shattered completely, the light red jujube gum juice was dirty all over the ground with the pure white narcissus painting blanket, and even the small and lovely pink hydrangea soft shoes were stained with a corner of stains.
Outside, he heard a noise and lifted the bead curtain and entered.
Lin Chaoge never thought that he was so bold, and he would die in the end, so he hurriedly called Xi'er, and put his pen on his face with ink. I hurriedly wrote a letter and handed it to him, making sure to hurry when he was out of the house.
What's more, the timing is not suitable for them to meet at all, and she will not be the only one who will be affected at that time.
What's more, Lin Chaoge thought of the promise that Xiao Yuzi said, and refused to let the hard-won opportunity fall through completely, but it was not a chicken and egg to talk about.
After Xi'er sent the letter, the whole person walked back and forth in the hall as if he was restless, for fear that the letter would be sent one step late, or he was still desperate to enter the palace. What if it was really discovered, not to mention that their relationship was not understood, but in Bai Qingxing's eyes, it was like an invisible fig leaf. After all, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, especially in this harem where everyone wants to pull her off the horse, step on several feet, eat people and don't spit out bones.
At that time, not only will she be implicated in the unborn child in her belly, but she is even more reluctant to even take Xiaoxiao because of her unbearable mother and concubine from the secret, and even miss out on that position.
No, she wouldn't allow it, absolutely not, so before she gave birth to a baby in her womb. She must not have anything to do with Wang Xifeng, not even a little bit.
Speaking of which, when Xi'er asked someone to help deliver the letter to the palace, the time was not in a hurry, and it was just in time for Wang Xifeng to go out and enter the palace.
The vermilion gate in the center of the two stone lion gates was tightly locked at the moment.
"The little one is here to deliver the letter, and our master has a letter here that says it is going to be given to your master." The dark-faced messenger was standing in front of the door at the moment, knocking on the door, and bending down with a flattering smile when the door opened.
"Who is your master, and what is his name?" Liu Yang happened to be out at this time, and when he heard the words of the porter, he rushed over with a dark robe and marched with the army for a long time, and now he didn't breathe.
"The man said that if the master asked the little one who sent the letter, he would say that it was the Luoyang Lin family." The little guy who was sent to pass the word was still trying to recall the man's appearance, but he didn't know anything, and could only lament that he was born too popular.
As soon as Liu Yang heard about the Lin family in Luoyang, what else could he not understand at the moment, and after taking the letter, he gave the little guy a couple of silver and asked him to keep his mouth shut, and quickly ran to the courtyard where Wang Xifeng lived with a serious face, for fear that he would be a step or two too late.
The courtyard is deep and the sycamore leaves fall, and the osmanthus in his courtyard comes through the incense.
"What's wrong, but something happened that deserves your fuss." Wang Xifeng, who was painting his sick makeup, heard the pineapple wood carved wooden door handle vigorously pushed open, and he was so frightened that even his hand with his eyebrows trembled, and he drew a deep groove obliquely, which was particularly abrupt.
But he also knew that if something big hadn't happened, why would Liu Yang be so out of shape, so he forcibly endured the anger that rolled out, took the white cotton towel stained with water and wiped himself in the mirror.
"When I returned to my master's words, I received a letter from Fang Xiao, and the sender said that it was the Luoyang Lin family." Liu Yang's heart was also uneasy, but he knew that the matter was urgent and there was no delay, even so, when he saw the angry master, he couldn't help but shrink his arm, and his head was so low that he was about to fall to the ground.
"Take the letter and show it to you." Wang Xifeng took the letter, looked coldly at Liu Yang, who was still living next to him and was still holding a wooden pestle, his eyes were brewing with wind and clouds, and he said coldly; "Get out."
"The little one is outside, if you have something, remember to call the little one." Even if I guessed it in my heart, I always felt a little uncomfortable, for fear that something would happen.
Wang Xifeng took the letter and sat back down, and after opening the letter, he stayed in the room without moving until it was dark and the moon was bright. The willow head on the moon twisted the body that had been sitting a little stiff and numb, the pupils were black and swarthy like a deep spring, which made people see the bottom, and the white and black characters in his hands had become powder, and they could not be broken.
And in the same way, tonight, Lin Chaoge's abdomen throbbed for some reason, and the pain was so painful that he bared his teeth and cracked his mouth. Cold sweat flowed, the whole person was as wet as if fished out of water, a red lip was bitten and completely discolored, pale as fingers, and the green tendons in his hands were exposed, and he clutched out a corner of the brocade quilt.
waited for the Tai Doctor and the woman to boil the medicine and decoction the medicine, and the consultation was busy until the middle of the night before it could stop the noise, and from beginning to end, there was a person by her side, holding her hand tightly, and telling her not to be afraid.
didn't even sleep with the two little ones next to him, and in the end he was scolded by Bai Qingxing for a few words and asked Qinggu to take him down and settle down.
After Lin Chaoge took a few pairs of fetal pills, he felt in a daze that he had a dream, which was a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, with mountains and rivers and ponds full of pink lotus and mountains of peaches.
She was dressed in a new aqua-red silk jacket, the hem of which was inlaid with lotus rust, revealing the tips of her shoes inlaid with pearls the size of her thumb, the lace collar was tied with gold and silver buckles, and she only wore a jasper hairpin on her head, and talked and laughed with the indistinct faces of those under the trees.
The more she wondered what the man looked like, the more vague and indistinct her dreams became, and suddenly a gust of wind blew by, blowing the mountain mist, hazy and dreamy.
In the dream, she got into an ordinary carriage in a trance, Lin Chaoge lifted the indigo blue curtain of the horse and looked out, like a dream. The mood is quite complicated, there is reluctance to give up on his son, there are also some sighs, and more yearning for the future.
She sat upright on the heavily padded carriage, and did not understand the cause of these emotions, and tried to open her mouth to speak, but found that she could not make a sound, and her throat seemed to have been poured with hot copper juice.
Immediately, the carriage moved, and she looked at the city gate that was getting farther and farther away from her, and her heart was as relaxed as if she had put a big stone, but for some reason there was a heavy feeling of suffocation that made her breathless.
Lin Chaoge pursed his lips and looked away, not knowing why he had an inexplicable strange dream. And if she was given a choice, would she really give up the flesh and blood she gave birth to in October?
At this time, it is the middle of winter, the year is approaching, there is naturally no peach blossom here, only to see the snow pressing the branches in the distance, and the peach branches can not bear the pressure of the snow and fall down. The green mountain peaks are full of thousands of miles of ice, and it is also quite magnificent. The carriage drove all the way out of Chang'an, in the slightest to avoid anyone, and changed into a different carriage several times along the way, and the deeper it went, the deeper it went, and finally stopped in a deep mountain and wild forest where there were few people.
I only saw the mountains, but the beasts did not know where, and there were no people and paths.
Along the way, Lin Chaoge was escorted by only a silent horseman, and there was no one else, and at this time she found that her stomach was empty and her body was thin. The skin is glowing with an abnormal transparent luster, a little whiter than the falling snow, looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.
Lin Chaoge got out of the carriage and listened to the groom talking to her respectfully, but she couldn't listen to half of the sentence, even if she was still in chaos after a long time, I don't know what year it is.
"Ma'am, it's here." Before Lin Chaoge could react to what was going on, he saw the groom tear open a person/skin/mask on his face.
That face was shocked by Wang Xifeng, and she didn't have time to exclaim. Then I saw myself in my dream being carried by her into the uninhabited mountains, and the carriage they were sitting in was actually burned clean by a fire.
Lin Chaoge wanted to speak, but his mouth was wide open but he found that he couldn't say a word, so he could only let Wang Xifeng take her to arrange to stay, and tell her in his ear; "I'll take her into the mountains tomorrow."
The mountain they live on now is called Peach Blossom Mountain, as the name suggests, it is very beautiful, it can be described as a quiet and elegant place, quiet and pleasant.
On the second day, Lin Chaoge, who was still speechless, was carried by Wang Xifeng to a place surrounded by clouds and mist, surrounded by strange flowers and plants, with a pleasant fragrance.
Lin Chaoge watched coldly as he was beaten and picked up across a long arched bridge before arriving at the place.