Douxi scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Naturally, naturally, the Yunfu girl who is in charge of all the flower gardens in the Eastern Zhou Emperor's Palace, this craft is used to earn a living." That's why the little ones are grateful, and over the years, you can come as long as you say, and never ask the little ones to ask for half a child. ”

"Yo, slave joke, are you still serious?" Yun Fu raised her eyebrows, in front of Douxi, her face was more friendly and casual, and there was a smile in her banter.

"You hold this large piece of flowers, you are a servant and you don't know how to play, if there were no slaves to help you, you would have died a long time ago. At that time, he failed His Majesty's trust, and the slave had to be ashamed. ”

Dou Xi nodded again and again: "That's, that's, although I don't understand why Your Majesty handed over such an important matter to the small one, but once the small one is accepted, even if the small one is a eunuch, he also understands a promise." ”

Yun Fu's eyes were full of confusion, and the memories were yellowed through the gap of time.

"Yes, Your Majesty took so many answers with him, including this flower. It's been four years, and where is the one who solves the puzzle......"

Both of them stopped talking. Silently looking at the open space in front of him, the sunlight shattered, and the dense forest was deep, with a sense of unreality isolated from the present world.

Flower.

The clearing is full of flowers. In April, the flowers are blooming lively.

Yunfu looked at Douxi: "How long do you want to raise flowers?" Did Your Majesty mention it before he died? ”

Douxi took a deep breath, as if he saw the man in the bright yellow shirt again, lying on the couch and vomiting blood, and the cry of the right minister outside the palace to break through the city gate had already come in.

Hi Beans.

It was the first time a man called his name, a name so humble that no one in the palace remembered it.

He crawled to the couch in fear, tears streaming down his face.

Then the man handed him a bag of flower seeds, heavy and solemn.

What does Your Majesty mean by this? He was puzzled, he could see clearly that it was just an ordinary flower seed, which could be seen in the land of Longjian, and as for what it was called, he hadn't paid attention to it himself.

The pale and gentle man suddenly had the most beautiful light in the world, igniting under his eyes.

Flower.

The man spat out two words in a deep voice, and then there was a violent vomiting of blood, as if these two words had exhausted his remaining life.

Be...... Flowers? He looked at the flower seeds in the bag, puzzled.

However, the man on the couch could not answer anything. I only heard the sound of him vomiting blood in pain, Zhao Xiang at the front door had already broken through the Suzaku Gate, and the palace people who served and the imperial doctors who diagnosed and treated him had already run away.

In the lonely and cold palace, he was the only one left.

The king, who was once high above the stars and the moon, had chapped his chapped lips for a long time, and wanted to ask for a sip of water to drink, but no one paid attention to him.

Your Majesty, did the servant invite the queen? I heard that Niangniang was learning sencha to play in the back hall, and I thought that the sound of war in the front hall was the palace people setting off cannons!

He cautiously tempted. Wiping the blood stains for the man on the couch, the warm blood filled half of the couch, and it clotted for several days, and no one came to clean it up for him in time.

The king of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, in the last time, soaked in his own blood like this, watching himself walk towards the Yellow Spring step by step.

But when Douxi thought about it for the rest of his life, he didn't understand why he still showed a gentle and clean smile at that time.

No, tell the flowers, I ...... Busy with the folding.

For countless days and nights, when he was tortured by illness and arched his hands and feet on the couch, the imperial decree that was transmitted to the harem was like this.

Even in the end, it was as calm as if nothing had happened.

……

He was able to break his life, but he did not have a woman in the years that could not be broken.

……

Thinking back to reality, Douxi looked at the sea of flowers in front of him, and his eyes were red: "Yunfu girl, do you believe it, I, a eunuch who has not read a few books, know very well how long this flower will be raised, and when should the answer be handed over." ”

Yun Fu sighed silently: "It took you four years to understand His Majesty's unfinished words?" ”

"Yes. Moreover, His Majesty also left a poem back then, along with the bag of flower seeds. The sea of flowers fell into the bottom of Douxi's eyes, and I suddenly saw April of that year.

The war is raging, and the king is defeated. The only one smiled softly and cleanly.

Flower.

He handed over the flower seeds, and there was light in his eyes.

Douxi smiled, laughing so hard that tears rolled down.

"Flowers, they are His Majesty's flowers."

It's April again, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and life and death are boundless.

The spring color of Yushan is all over the mountains, but there is a lonely grave, a few incense candles, and messy weeds cover a layer.

Xue Gaoyan set up the melons and fruits on the incense table, stretched out his hand to brush away the weeds on the grave, and then lit a stick of incense and bowed deeply: "Student, Xue Gaoyan, ask the master to be safe." ”

The grave was cold and silent, no one responded, only butterfly-like paper ashes flying all over the sky.

The spring grass was buried with dry bones, and there was no tablet to show the owner of the tomb, and Xue Gaoyan's eyes were confused in the wilting soot.

It's been four years, and it's another year of spring grass green, and the temples are white under the old spring.

"This is Jia Zhang's Jia Gong's ...... Cenotaph? A female voice came, and immediately twisted incense with her hands and bowed to the grave.

Xue Gaoyan turned his head suddenly, a strange and familiar shadow was reflected in his eyes, his pupils contracted instantly, and the whole person froze in place.

"Don't come unharmed." Shen Yin spoke softly, and his tone was a little unsteady, "Xue Gaoyan." ”

Xue Gaoyan could hear his heart beating violently. However, he could not say anything, and his hands and feet were cold.

Shen Yin swallowed the sourness that surged to the tip of his nose and smiled: "If you want to apologize for pushing me into the water that day...... You don't have to. You and I know each other too well, and it's a lot of trouble to say it. ”

Xue Gaoyan's eyes flashed, it was indeed eventful, his sins, she drank to quench her thirst, and her sins followed.

And he, how not.

Back then, she slipped into his cottage in the dark and asked him to say a clear word before leaving, and he told her that if there was a negative relationship, there would be a king without a concubine, and a concubine without a king.

Neither left a trail behind.

Xue Gaoyan suppressed the surging emotions and said in a deep voice: "How could a dignified daughter find here? is not afraid that it will hurt the face of the Hou Mansion and cause a storm in the city. What's more, you are about to marry into a heavenly family, and you should be more cautious in your actions. ”

Shen Yin brushed the fly ash on his cloth clothes, and sneered lightly: "Should I thank you?" It's really fresh to think about me like this, full of face. You must know that when I came to congratulate you on your success, you washed your feet with a basin of water and wiped your feet with a champion robe. ”

Xue Gaoyan lowered his eyelids and was silent. Only the fingertips clenched in the robe, clenched white.

Shen Yin turned his head, offered melons and fruits to the tomb owner, and changed the subject: "Wenjia Wucheng, Xuanhe, the supreme minister of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty." But because he swore to defend Emperor Xiao to the death, he was not tolerated by the right-wing party. The denigration of denunciation, the exile of exile, the edifice fell apart. Jia Zhang, Jia Gong, was worried and depressed, and died...... But after all, he is the mother family of the current Shangyuan Empress and the maternal ancestor of the current East Palace, so he is still buried in the Jia Cemetery...... So why was this mound built? ”