Chapter 180: Bonding
Douxi scratched her head embarrassedly: "Second girl, in a sense, this adult has more background than a saint...... Phew, the minions are disrespectful, vain, vain! ”
Cheng Ying looked at Dou Xi's appearance of leaking his mouth and begging for mercy, he was funny in his heart, but he also searched for his memory more quickly, how could he ever know such an amazing character.
While the two were talking, the sedan chair suddenly stopped beside Cheng Yingyu, and the woman stared at the blue silk curtain in front of her, not daring to move for a while.
It seems to be intentional. If the people inside lifted the curtains and whispered in two or two at hand, the palace people who knelt in two rows couldn't hear clearly.
Cheng Yinghu glanced at Douxi, who desperately gave her a look, and then behaved properly: "The second girl has seen the head of the house." ”
The man in the sedan car did not intend to let her go. Youyou floated out a chuckle: "Hua Er? It's a cheesy name. ”
Cheng Ying chuckled in her heart. The people in the sedan chair know that Hua Er is her pseudonym, so they must know Cheng Yingyu of Cheng Mansion, and even Empress Minde of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
"I heard that nobles have lived in Jiangnan for a long time, and it is rare to enter Beijing. Today, I can see the prosperity of the imperial city, I don't know how it is compared to the southern country? Cheng Yingbu didn't distinguish between friend and foe, and tested the flaws of the people in the sedan chair.
But I didn't think that a smile came from the curtain, it was the kind of person who had seen through the woman's tricks, but deliberately didn't break it, and said softly like a conniving child: "Prosperity is nothing more than that." However, I saw the old people, drank and talked for a long time, and I had some sorrows. ”
The words fell, and there was no more to say in the sedan car, but the car wheels didn't move, so Cheng Yingyu had to ask herself: "It's a happy thing to see the old man, why do you want to think about it?" I would like to hear about it. ”
"Some people go as soon as they leave, which is considered a relief, but they take so many answers underground. In vain, it is difficult for people to guess behind them. Some of them don't have knots, and they don't understand them. Say, "What is the best thing to do?" ”
The old things that had been yellowed had become unsolvable knots, and the man's voice was like water vapor in the depths of time, foggy, but still extremely clear, with the calmness of a bystander.
Cheng Ying's heart was also drowned in that layer of mist.
The first thing that crossed her mind was a pale and gentle face, smiling at her, with the sun at its peak.
Flower.
"It is said that the obsession of the living will be transmitted to the Yellow Spring. The comments after the paper burning worship can also be heard. Since the man went with the answer, he must not have wanted the living to know the answer. Why should people today cling to puzzles and trap themselves in them? ”
Cheng Ying smiled, and felt that he was a liar when he spoke. How it was reflected in his eyes, and how it existed in his life, she had been begging for four years.
Lookers-on see most of the game. She is obsessed, only when she listens to other people's stories, can she see the light of day, in the end, it is easy to talk and solve her own difficulties.
"The girl's words are transparent." The person in the sedan chair chuckled, just like a child who was disgusted, and pouted with jokes.
"Good obedience is said to be so, I myself am in the bureau, and the noble person will listen to it as a joke, don't believe it." Cheng Ying smiled self-deprecatingly, "If the fetters are really so easy to see through, there is no need for the noble person to ask." ”
Cheng Yingyu suddenly wanted to know what kind of existence the fetters were.
In the past, she would worry about the answer he took away, and she couldn't sleep for countless months, but now she was happy, this puzzle still hadn't found the answer, so she was still implicated in him.
The present world and Huangquan are thousands of miles away, the vicissitudes of time are white, he locks the answer in the memory, she is obsessed with solving the problem in the world, calling "Hua Er".
Flower two, flowers.
The fetters are like old wine, which makes the knot a fate, and a solution is a good fate, and if there is no solution, it is your fate.
There was a moment of froze in the car. The man suddenly laughed, helplessly smiled, indulged in a low smile, and an unexpected laugh, all of which converged together and turned into smoke and waves in the Yangliu'an Cave, so that people's legs and feet could be softened.
What a nice laugh. If you add those pale green eyes, the fox fairies in Liao Zhai's pen don't have to look for scholars.
"If you listen to your first explanation, you are still a child back then. You can add a second sentence...... "The person in the sedan chair laughed, and his voice was hoarse and murmuring," heh, you have grown up. ”
Cheng Ying was stunned.
Gongzi Fei in the sedan chair was also stunned. The surging emotions rushed to his heart, and he had to take a few deep breaths before he could suppress his hand that wanted to lift the curtain.
He remembered that in the Golden Palace, Zhao Yin said that that person had taken so many things underground. Those who have answers and those who don't have answers have all become knots, can he and her be untied?
Now it seems that he is still spinning in the puzzle, but she is already outside the puzzle, and her clean eyes are not stained with any stumbling.
He still cautiously wanted to test her, and she had no courage to reunite after a long absence, but she was already able to smile and say, fetters, why do you need to be persistent in solving.
It was he who underestimated her.
His little thirteen.
"Nobleman, who is it? Do you and I know that? Cheng Ying frowned, couldn't wait to reach out, and lifted the curtain of the car in front of him.
But a sentence floated in the sedan chair: "In the future, I will be covered with Longen and listen to the play in the Mingqin Pavilion in the mirror." If the girl can attend ......"
"No, no." Cheng Yingyu decisively refused. This person even hides his identity, and there is a Zhao Yin in the middle, she is just a mouse who falls into the cat group.
"If the girl can appreciate the light, it is not difficult to ask for a favor in front of the saint, and the indoctrination hall will be spared." The person in the sedan chair seems to have calculated accurately, and it is inevitable, "Even if the girl doesn't want to admit it, she has to think about it for the Jixiangpu family." They are anxious day and night, and they must hope that you will return sooner. ”
Cheng Ying's eyes flashed: "...... Deal. ”
The man in the sedan chuckled. Immediately, the car turned, and it was about to pass by, and a heavy sentence suddenly came from the dream-
"Long time no see. My little thirteen. ”
Cheng Ying shuddered. It was as if he was swallowed up by that dream, and when he looked at it again, he only saw the shadow of the green silk carriage, pinched by the setting sun, and finally broke behind the red copper door.
"Second girl, what did you just say to the head of the family? The minions are brave, and they can vaguely hear some fetters and memories, as if they were guessing puzzles. Douxi rubbed his sore knees, curious.
Cheng Ying laughed: "What are you doing to make a scene?" ”
Douxi smiled: "Ask casually." The girl didn't want to say anything. I just think that if the girl's words are right, it also solves a dilemma for the slave. The slave must worship the incense of longevity and thank the girl for her kindness. ”
Douxi thought of the king he had personally sent away. At that time, he vomited blood in a big gulp, and his bright yellow shirt was soaked in blood.
He and him were left in the deep palace. All the palace attendants ran away, and it was he who saw the king take his last breath, and the secret decree that had been left for him before this.
Or rather, the secret decree left for the flowers.
Then he was an inconspicuous little chamberlain, and he kept this secret for half his life.
Cheng Ying glared at Douxi strangely. In the vernacular: "I mean, if everyone is stuck in solving the puzzles he left behind, then it means that so many people are still thinking about him." Whether the knot is untied or not, he is still alive in the memories of so many people, as if he has never left. ”
After a pause, Cheng Ying's eyes reddened-
So in the end, the knot became a fate. An immortal bond with him. ”