213. It hurts here
In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, and a wisp of red glow suddenly breaks through the clouds, like a stretched picture, gradually spreading, dyeing the whole sky into a colorful tapestry, beautiful.
The clouds and smoke are gone, and the dawn is coming. Under the shroud of this glow, the whole imperial city stands proudly between heaven and earth, and it looks more and more solemn and majestic, magnificent and magnificent.
In the palace of nourishing the heart, a room is clear.
Si Chengyue got up under the service of the inner servant, and as soon as he finished freshening up, he saw the chief eunuch Wei Dequan stepping in from outside the hall, bowing and trotting all the way, and his figure looked a little hurried.
"Wei Dequan, what happened to you, so flustered?" Si Chengyue asked casually while picking up the Jinpa prepared by the palace maid and wiping his hands.
"Your Majesty." Wei Dequan bowed, stabilized his breath slightly, but his tone was still a little uncalm, "The fifth prince has entered the palace!" β
Grabbing Jinpa's hand suddenly, Si Chengyue turned his head sideways, and his expression was a little incredulous: "Who are you talking about!?" β
Wei Dequan hurriedly repeated again: "Your Majesty, it's the fifth prince, and the fifth prince has entered the palace!" β
"When?" After a moment of silence, Si Chengyue asked in a deep voice.
Wei Dequan secretly said that it was not good, and replied stubbornly: "I heard the guards at the palace gate say that the prince has already entered the palace before dawn today. β
"Smack!"
Si Chengyue threw the Jinpa in his hand back into the hands of the palace maid at once, and when he turned around, his face was already a little eager.
"Why don't you report earlier!" He glanced at Wei Dequan with a little dissatisfaction, and asked sharply, "Where is he now?" β
"The prince has gone to the Que Ru Hall since he entered the palace, and he is still there." Wei Dequan was in a cold sweat, and hurriedly replied, "Because you were still asleep when the prince entered the palace, the slave ......"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the bright yellow figure in front of him flicker, and Si Chengyue directly crossed him and walked towards the outside of the hall.
"Pass the order, avoid the dynasty today, and set up like a palace!"
A slightly hurried voice came, and Wei Dequan was just about to pull his legs to follow, when the little eunuch behind him said with some puzzlement: "Master, why is the emperor in such a hurry, breakfast is useless!" β
"You know what?" Wei Dequan gave him an angry look.
The fifth prince entered the palace, and the emperor was even exempted from the early dynasty, so where could he take care of breakfast.
"You......" Wei Dequan sighed and nodded the little eunuch's head, "There is a warm heart that is loyal to the master, and there is still a lot to learn......"
After that, he hurriedly followed and ran outside the hall, shook off the dust, and roared at the male duck's throat: "The emperor is like a palace-"
Si Chengyue took a few people, walked hurriedly all the way, passing through the Imperial Garden, and met a few concubines who were taking a morning walk to greet him, but he didn't even stop, and went straight over.
"Sister Xianfei, where are you going when you say that the emperor is in such a hurry?"
Getting up, a concubine in a pink palace dress asked with a strange expression. Originally, she was a little surprised to meet the emperor at this hour, but who knew that after saluting, the emperor walked away as if he hadn't seen them, isn't it too strange?
"That's right." Another woman in a blue palace dress also said, with some dissatisfaction between her eyebrows, "It's okay if the emperor can't see us, but why even Sister Xianfei directly ignored it, this has never happened." I don't know what happened, it made the emperor anxious like this. β
The woman in the lilac palace dress only stood there gently, without saying a word. But seeing that her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are brewing autumn water, under the reflection of the early sun, she looks more and more dusty, and the whole person is like a hollow valley orchid, fresh and elegant.
She raised her eyes to look at Si Chengyue's departing back, and a hint of thought flashed on her pleasant face.
That direction, it seems......
She turned around slightly, and smiled lightly at the two people beside her: "There must be something urgent, the emperor's affairs, how can a few of us ask about it." Don't think about it, the morning is amazing, let's continue walking. β
When the two of them heard her say this, they didn't want to talk about anything more, so they had to walk forward together again.
Walking quickly all the way to the gate of Que Ru Palace, Si Chengyue was slightly stunned, and then instructed the people around him: "You wait outside, I will go in alone." β
"Yes."
Wei Dequan wanted to follow in and take a look, but after hearing Si Chengyue's order, he had to stand outside, looking at the door of Que Rudian, which opened in front of his eyes, and then closed it heavily.
As soon as I stepped inside, an aura of decay and desolation came to my face.
Si Chengyue looked at the dead trees and weeds all over the courtyard, piled up with rocks, and for a while, his mood was extremely complicated, and he was inexplicably a little sad.
He never let anyone set foot in this palace, and he himself seems to have not been here for a long time.
Here, it was the most secluded and peaceful place in the palace, and it was also the most comfortable and happy place for him, but now, it is no longer a person.
In a trance, there was an indifferent and simple woman here, smiling at him, grinding and writing for him, painting with him, cooking wine and discussing poetry with him......
In the end, he gave birth to Lin'er and buried his whole life here.
That woman is the love of his life, but she is also the most painful in his life.
Sighing lightly, Si Chengyue took heavy steps, slowly walked towards the inner hall, and the further he walked, the more nervous he was in his heart, as if he was looking forward to it and being afraid.
In the master bedroom, a moon-white figure stood with his back to the doorway, staring intently at a portrait hanging on the wall.
Si Chengyue also looked up, his eyes were a little misty.
The woman in the painting is still the familiar face in her memory, gentle and moving, the most beautiful time of her life is fixed on that rice paper, let the years pass, he has gradually become old, and she has stayed there forever, never changed.
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, slowly approached, and stood a few steps away from the white shadow, and said softly in a slightly hoarse voiceβ
"Yin'er."
The fingers under the wide sleeves moved slightly, Si Yunyin turned around, and when he saw the person coming, his expression was still indifferent, and he only looked at him coldly, without saying a word.
Si Chengyue's heart was bitter, and when he reached the end, he only turned into a helpless sigh: "It's been six years, you...... Finally Ken is back......"
Since the moment Si Yunyin was crowned king six years ago, he has never stepped into the palace again. This time he came back, although he knew that it was definitely not for himself, Si Chengyue was already very comforted in his heart, at least, he was willing to walk in, wasn't he?
Thinking of this, Si Chengyue's mood was extremely complicated and indescribable. This son, born to him and his beloved, was extremely favored, but he pushed him away from his side with his own hands, and for six years, he thought hard day by day, and there was still no answer to whether his decision was right or wrong. Now, for Si Yunyin, in addition to being distressed, he is more indebted.
Si Yunyin didn't speak, or rather, in the face of the emperor in front of him, he didn't know how to get along with him. There may have been some vague shadows that proved the existence of father-son friendship, but the six-year blank was enough to cover up too much.
The more Si Cheng saw that he didn't speak, his eyes became more and more obscure, and he pulled a stiff smile, and he asked a little bitterly, "Did you just come back to visit your mother when you came back this time?" β
Although I know it, I still have some faint expectations......
Si Yunyin was silent for a long time, and then spoke lightly, directly explaining his intentions.
"Erchen entered the palace this time to take away something that he hadn't taken six years ago."
Si Chengyue was stunned, and there seemed to be a look of surprise in his expression. After pondering for a moment, he asked with a slight hesitation: "Father wants to know the reason why you want it." β
Disdainful six years ago, no matter what he didn't ask for six years, Si Chengyue thought that in this life, he would never ask for that thing again.
"The son just wants to get back what belongs to him, do you still need to explain the reason to his father?" Si Yunyin's voice became cold in an instant.
"Sound ......"
Si Chengyue looked at him so indifferently, and knew that he must have misunderstood something, and he couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart. His favorite son is now like a stranger. Is this a creation of people, or is he cocooning himself?
"Father asked you the reason, not for anything else, but simply as a father, I want to know what his son is thinking and what he wants to do." He sighed helplessly, as if he had suddenly aged several years, "If you don't want to answer, then forget it......"
Si Yunyin looked at him for a moment, and there seemed to be a light trembling in his deep eyes. Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a deep voice sounded in the cold room.
"There is a person, because of Erchen, who has been in danger many times, and Erchen can't let anyone hurt her, so he wants to clear everything for her in her lifetime that shouldn't have been borne by her."
"That person, is it Shu Molan?" Si Chengyue stared at him with clear eyes.
Si Yunyin nodded, his tone firm, with a hint of softness that he didn't know himself: "Yes." β
"You're in love with her?" Si Chengyue asked again.
Si Yunyin was silent for a long time, so long that Si Chengyue almost thought that he would not answer his question, but he raised his eyes a little foggyly, with a trace of confusion and doubt in his eyes.
"Love? Erchen didn't know what to do......"
He never thought that in this life, he would tolerate a woman entering his life so easily, nor did he ever think that his world would set off a huge wave because of a woman, let alone that one day, he would not fall in love with a woman.
But what is love?
He doesn't know, and he doesn't understand.
In his life, he had never tried this kind of feeling, and he thought that his indifferent heart would be frozen forever, but because of a woman, he became aware of joy, anger and sorrow, and became, as if he had life.
"Erchen doesn't know if he is in love with her......"
He sighed lightly and continued to murmur.
"Erchen only knows the way, every time he sees her injured, Erchen's here ......" He stretched out his hand, his pale fingers touched the position of his heart, and his confused expression was like a helpless young son.
"Erchen's here, it will hurt ......"