I don't know when the rain started today, is it early in the morning, is it the first dawn? No one knows, only that today's rain will not stop.

After leaving Kyoto, it takes a short drive to the south, and it only takes a few moments to reach a suburb.

The scenery in the suburbs is not much surprising, only a small river, the river is not deep, because of the rain, it is not as clear as before, but the knee-deep river is now stunned and bottomless.

There is a small pavilion by the river, the pavilion is very small, it can't accommodate a few people, three or two people are enough, if there are more, the rain can't cover it.

But fortunately, the refinement is good, although the materials are simple, but the workmanship is exquisite, and it is usually indispensable for someone to repair it attentively.

It's just such a small place, but today there are two big shots, one is Qiu Zhenxiong's second son, Qiu Shuangliang, the staff officer of the left army of the mighty legion, and the other is the youngest daughter of the current emperor, the ninth princess Xu Junyue.

If there's anything special about this place, it's this endless line of willow trees.

The bead seal moves first, and the dew hangs down the cold pavilion.

The rain fell down the green tiles of the small pavilion, it was a string of pearls hijab, without the identity of the ninth princess, the small jasper, just like an ordinary girl to be married, closed her eyes, and a faint thrush quietly looked at the rain scene outside the pavilion.

"......

The sound of the carriage drew closer. Xu Junyue listened to the sounds and movements around her, what climbed the sprouts, and what fell into the water.

"......

A carriage gradually peeked out of the rain. Xu Junyue moved her eyes slightly, but she never opened them, her hands were hidden in her sleeves, trying her best to hide her emotions.

"......

The carriage stopped next to the kiosk. Finally, she couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart, opened her eyes uncontrollably, turned around and stared straight at the carriage that was close at hand.

"Wow"

An oil umbrella poked out of the carriage, Qiu Shuangliang held the oil umbrella, unloaded his red oil powder, and changed into a white robe.

He knew that his father preferred himself like this, and maybe only then could he have the heart to please his father.

"You're here anyway." Xu Junyue rushed to the pavilion, but finally stopped, her tone was not sad, not happy, but more mature as expected.

"It's been five years, you've been here every year, when the hell are you going to escape? I know that General Qiu's death is a big blow to you, but time has passed, and you should start a new life and stop being muddy. ”

"I've been waiting for you for five years, do you know how much youth I still have to wait?" Xu Junyue almost burst into tears.

At that time, General Qiu Zhenxiong was to marry the ninth princess as the reason to support Qiu Shuang Liang back, Qiu Shuang Liang heard about the death of General Qiu Zhenxiong before entering Kyoto, as a result, Qiu Shuang Liang escaped from the marriage and disappeared throughout Kyoto.

The ninth princess lost face in front of all the ministers and in front of the people of the world, but she didn't care, she loved Qiu Shuangliang deeply, and she also knew how hard General Qiu Zhenxiong's death hit him, and she understood him.

I heard that Qiu Shuangliang was missing, Xu Junyue searched for him all over the world, but he never found him, Xu Junyue was about to go crazy, just when he felt that the whole world was about to collapse, Qiu Shuangliang appeared in front of everyone again.

Qiu Shuangliang appeared in front of everyone for the first time again, and Xu Junyue thought that Qiu Shuangliang was back again.

She went to look for him excitedly, but at this time, Qiu Shuangliang had changed, and the previous Qiu Shuangliang always said, "Xiaosheng is polite." But now, Autumn Frost has become indifferent, running away from everyone and focusing on that small stage.

At the beginning, Xu Junyue always patiently accompanied him, hoping that he could get better, the first year, the second year, and the third year, but gradually, Xu Junyue couldn't bear it, just like now.

Qiu Shuangliang glanced at Xu Junyue, and gently pressed the oil umbrella forward to block her line of sight, and also blocked her own vision, just looked at the path under her feet, and silently counted the number of stone slabs.

It's been a few years back and forth, there are only a few slates, or he laid them by hand, how can he not know the number of slates, nineteen, is exactly how old he was five years ago.

The rain dripped from the back edge of the umbrella, just wetting the heels of Autumn Frost, and he walked very slowly, like a prisoner on the execution ground, every step was the hope of living one more second.

"Why do you still hold the umbrella when you enter the pavilion, the pavilion is already small, don't you want to squeeze me out?" Xu Junyue got under the oil umbrella of the autumn frost, the oil umbrella was already small, so the two of them were directly attached together.

"I neglected the princess, and I hope the princess will forgive her sins."

Qiu Shuangliang put away the rain gear, stood it aside, and looked up, the offerings had been prepared in the small pavilion, but it was exactly the same as the one prepared in previous years.

I remember that Qiu Shuangliang prepares the same sacrifice every year, and in the third year, Xu Junyue prepared the sacrifice in advance, but the sacrifice she prepared was too gorgeous, saying that it was a sacrifice, but it was better to say that it was a wedding banquet, but Qiu Shuangliang directly knocked the sacrifice prepared by Xu Junyue to the ground.

That year, Xu Junyue lost her temper with Qiu Shuangliang for the first time.

This year, Xu Junyue also specially learned the rules of sacrifice, and what she prepared was no longer anything valuable, and the rules were learned.

The items prepared on the table are also exactly the same as those prepared by Qiu Shuangliang, no way, the sacrifices prepared by Qiu Shuangliang every year are unchanged.

Qiu Shuangliang looked at the neatly arranged offerings, but did not knock them over again, but took out the sacrifices he had prepared from the basket he carried.

As in previous years, they are all ordinary people's things, and if you want to say anything special, even if it is that bottle of Fenjiu.

Qiu Zhenxiong was a good drinker during his lifetime, but because of his important position as a Weiyuan general, General Qiu Zhenxiong had to be strict with himself, never idle, and only when he really had free time, he would drink two glasses.

He is not greedy for cups, he is not greedy, he usually has a small wine, two glasses are enough, and he also said that "ordinary small wine is the easiest to get".

General Qiu Zhenxiong died on the battlefield, and even the body could not be recovered, I heard that the imperial court set up a mound for him, but now Qiu Shuangliang has left his post and fallen into the ordinary people, and he can't enter that place.

If you really want to talk about his identity, there is nothing wrong with entering that place, and even General Xu Junyue intended to take him in, but Qiu Shuangliang refused, it was just a well-dressed mound, or someone else, where can not be worshipped.

Qiu Shuangliang took out the spiritual position, filled the small wine, toasted a glass, drank a glass, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times before getting up and leaving, and he didn't look at the sacrifice prepared by Xu Junyue anymore.

"Autumn frost is cold, I hate you! I hate you! ”

The rain is still falling, and it has never stopped, drowning out the cries of people, no one opens the bead curtain, but someone brings the rainy season, who falls the bride, sitting in a sedan chair in the rain, and cannot see the ripples touched by the groom when he turns around.