Chapter Ninety-One: Your Heart Is Like My Heart
"Sister, Your Majesty said that in a few days, I can go out from here." After drinking the medicine that day, Ling'er said this to me.
I was worried, "Your injuries are not healed, how can you get out?" β
"My injuries don't matter anymore, I can walk around on the ground." Ling Er smiled faintly, and there was a sense of determination in that smile, "If I disappear for too long and don't contact them for a long time, they will be suspicious." β
I understood the meaning of her words, so I had to say quietly: "Then you have to take care of your body, and after you go out, be careful." β
Ling Er smiled and responded, "I will." β
After a moment of silence, Ling Er suddenly asked, "Sister, I think you are not the same today as before, is there something that I don't know about?" β
I said, "What's the difference, I'm the same every day." β
Ling Er shook her head, staring at me with bright eyes and affirming: "I can't say it, it's different anyway." In the past, you were always light and breezy, and it seemed that nothing could make you particularly happy. But today, I see, your eyes are shining, and your whole person is full of life. Who made you change so much? β
I avoided her inquiring gaze with some weakness, and smiled: "No, stop guessing." The most important thing for you at the moment is to take care of your body, and don't always bother thinking about what you have and don't have. β
Ling'er obviously didn't believe it, but I wouldn't say anything, and she couldn't do anything about me.
After visiting Ling'er out, I walked on the palace road, feeling the light of the cool sky, next to a tree of green willow hanging down thousands of uneven oblique green tobacco, sparse willow hanging straight, the wind blows, it is entangled in a ball, depending on the wind, swaying and dancing with the wind, happy, jumping. Thinking of the people outside the palace, my heart also rejoiced with this green willow silk.
"Xiao Shangshu." A sudden voice disrupted my thoughts, "Do you know where Feng Xiaoshunu is now?" β
Yu Wenxian in front of him, dressed in a black brocade robe, embroidered with silver thread silk on the neckline and sleeves, wearing mountain jade, thick eyebrows and handsome eyes, and a pale complexion.
I saluted him first, and then said, "Why does the Duke of Qi know where Feng Xiaoshunu is?" β
Yu Wenxian said: "On weekdays, I go to Hanren Hall to say goodbye, and I can see her, but I haven't seen her for a few days recently, and this king misses her a little." β
I thought about it for a while and said, "Wasn't Ling'er sent to isolation for treatment due to illness, she is the female official next to the concubine, this matter, the concubine should know best, why don't you ask the concubine." β
"The concubine doesn't know where she was sent."
"The concubine doesn't know, how can I know, Qi Guogong should ask someone else. The lower official still has something to do, please forgive me for retiring first. With that, I turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait." Yu Wenxian stopped me, and an anxious look finally appeared on his pale face, with a hint of pleading in his tone, "Is she okay?" β
When I saw him like this, I couldn't help but move, and said softly, "She'll be fine, her illness will be fine, and I'm sure we'll see her soon." β
Yu Wenxian's thick eyebrows are tightly locked, and I can only say so much.
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"Where are you taking me?" I was led by Mo Ziwei to walk in the mountains, and the mountain wind blew each other's hair, and I was puzzled.
Mo Ziwu's warm and generous palm wrapped around mine, and his eyes that were as clear as the light of the water and mountains blinked, "You'll know later." β
was led forward by Mo Ziwei, came to a slope, looked down, and couldn't help but be stunned. On the green field, a piece of red amazing flowers on the other side of the field rose from the ground, one by one red all over the field, the long river of flowers meandered, like a huge current to the deep forest. Crimson as fire, the faint flames burned all over the green field, and under the warm sun, a splendid flower bloomed on the other side, red and green, it was simply too beautiful to say.
I was amazed by the fire-like flowers in front of me, my eyes widened and I couldn't speak, Mo Zi asked me with a smile, "Is it beautiful?" β
I nodded, Mo Ziwei stretched out a hand, raised my right arm, and the wide sleeve spread lightly in the wind, I wondered: "What to do?" β
Mo Ziwu smiled softly, "Raise your hand." β
I watched him stretch out his left hand in the wind, and slowly stretched his right hand with him, the wind fluttering on my goose-yellow sleeves and his lake-colored coat, the long sleeves flying in the wind, like a green wattle in the water, leisurely waving.
"Close your eyes." For some reason, I followed him and closed his eyes, intertwined hands with each other, and listened to his gentle voice like water and moon in the cool wind, "Feel the wind." β
The wind became stronger, I heard the sound of the whirring wind blowing the grass, the tide of the sea of flowers on the other side surged, the cool autumn wind swept all over the body, the sleeves of the whole body were blown by the wind, fluttering, and the outstretched hand also turned into flying wings, swimming freely in the blue sky.
"How does it feel?" Mo Zi asked worriedly
"I feel like I'm going to fly." I closed my eyes and grinned.
After a long time, when I opened my eyes, Mo Zi and I looked at each other, smiling unrestrainedly, full of brightness.
The sea of flowers on the other side is orange and red dripping blood, I can't help but run to the dreamy flowers on the other side, in a sea of flowers like a red mist, I smiled at him Lingling Ruyu, smiled like a warm rose, "Come here." β
Mo Zi came worriedly, we sat back to back in the sea of flowers in full bloom on the other side, my head resting on his back, and said, "It's so beautiful here, how did you find this place?" β
Mo Ziwei was not ashamed to say: "Because I have a pair of discerning eyes, I can always find beauty that ordinary people can't find." β
I looked at the red flowers on the other side in front of me, and opened my heart to Mo Ziwei and said: "I dreamed of such a scene when I was a child, in a beautiful sea of flowers, my favorite person came to me and put a beautiful garland on me. β
Hearing a laugh in Mo Ziwei's ear, I said, "It's naΓ―ve, right?" β
Mo Zi was amused for a while, "I see you on weekdays with a cold and unwanted look, but I didn't expect you to have such a childish feeling." β
"What girl doesn't have a spring when she is just ......," I paused, "and my little thought was gone when I learned that my father, whom I had never met, had another woman outside." β
Mo Zi beside him was silent, and after a while, he turned to me and said, "You wait for me for a while, and I'll come when I go." β
Watching him quickly get up and run into the distance, I shouted, "Where are you going!" β
"I'll be back in a minute!"
After sitting uneasily for a long time in the light of a red sea of flowers, he finally waited for Mo Ziwei to come back. Mo Zi was holding a large bouquet of wildflowers picked from nowhere, red, white, yellow, purple, all kinds of colors, colorful, but also colorful. In addition to this, he carries a string of white wreaths in his hands.
I watched in amazement as he walked over, "You've been disappearing for so long, just for this?" β
Mo Zi smiled like a clear ray of moonlight, "How is it, does it match the imagination in your heart?" β
"For you." Mo Ziwei handed me a bouquet of flowers.
I took the flower, both surprised and moved, stared at the yellow and white wreath in his hand and said, "Honeysuckle? β
The wreath is made of honeysuckle, and the flowers on the green vine are yellow, white, yellow silver, white like snow, pale white and yellow, very elegant.
Mo Zi's worried azure water-colored eyes stared at me with a smile, "Honeysuckle has another name. β
"What's the name?"
"Mandarin Duck Vine." Mo Zi smiled worriedly, and said the answer shallowly, "Because one stalk and two flowers, yellow and white are opposite, inseparable, and look like mandarin ducks, it is also called mandarin duck vines." β
Mandarin duck vine, I thought about this name with a deep meaning, and the indescribable joy in my heart seemed to spread out a bright honeysuckle.
Mo Ziwei gently put the wreath on my hair, and I asked, "Am I good-looking?" β
"Beautiful." A hint of amazement flashed in Mo Zi's eyes, and his eyes were full of light, "Qingqiang, when I was sick that day, you said to me, never leave me, and accompany me to death." Are you really willing to be with me until death? β
I looked forward to it and said seriously: "I do." β
When the words fell, Mo Ziwu cheered all of a sudden, and picked me up in the middle of the flowers. I screamed first, Mo Ziwu excitedly hugged me in a circle in the sea of flowers on the other side of the red and blood, listening to his loud laughter, I couldn't help but put my head against his head, giggling.
When I was put down, Mo Zi's eyes were shining brightly, and his spirit was flying, "Qingqiang, I'm so happy." β
He hugged me into his arms, his arms were warm and comfortable, with the fragrance of the plants and trees in the world, I smelled greedily, a heart seemed to be soaked in a honey pot, and I also stretched out my hand and hugged him tightly.
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"Why do you always burn when you cook, the key is that you don't grasp the temperature of the oil, the bottom of the pot is heated unevenly, and you eat the pot. You have to heat the pan first, and the oil must also be hot, so that it doesn't stick to the pan; Secondly, the firewood you put is too fierce, the fire is too big, the oil is not enough, and you don't know how to add water, it is easy to burn. β
In the kitchen, I instructed Mo Ziwu how to cook, and when I saw something wrong, I pointed it out, and Mo Ziwu did it, and I continued: "I'll teach you a method, the cross stir-fry method, which is suitable for any situation." With the center of the pot as the center, you make a cross with a spatula from different angles up and down, left and right, turn the vegetables underneath over, and stir-fry back and forth. If you follow this cross stir-fry method, you will never burn or undercook. β
As I spoke, I motioned to him with a shovel, "You can try it." β
Mo Zi was worried about turning the dishes in the pot according to the cross stir-fry method I said, I looked at his slightly clumsy appearance, like a newborn ignorant sheep, and couldn't help laughing, "In the past, your skills were so poor, and I didn't see you thinking about improving, why did you want to learn cooking from me on a whim today." β
was ridiculed by me, Mo Ziwei was not angry, and said to me: "In the past, I was alone, and it didn't matter how I lived. But now that I have you, I can't make do with it like this anymore, I don't want to dislike my future lady. β
Exegesis:
(1) The title comes from Li Zhiyi's "Fortune Operator, I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River" in the Song Dynasty, "I only wish that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love." β