It was the next day when I returned to the palace, on the fourth day of the eighth month, and it was rainy in the imperial capital.

Qin Buxian came out to pick me up with an umbrella after hearing the sound of the door, but after seeing an oil-paper umbrella with lotus root and pink painted mandarin ducks in my hand, the spare umbrella in my hand was put behind my back.

I walked up to her and deliberately turned the umbrella around a few times.

"This flower umbrella is really beautiful, and the girl from last night must not be far behind." She didn't seem to be really angry, and even when the king didn't go home at night and appeared in front of her with a flower umbrella the next day, she only mocked as if she were joking, and still had a quiet and gentle smile on her face.

I approached her, looked down at the blue-gray umbrella in her hand, and said with a smile: "You are right, the girl last night is indeed stunning, the waist is slender and slender, the voice is soft and charming into the bones, this king has an endless aftertaste, and he is happy and happy for a while, and finally lingers and delays the time to go home." ”

The umbrella she was holding was a little damaged, and a few rays of rain fell through the surface of the umbrella and fell on her slightly moving eyebrows.

"What are you frowning about, are you unhappy?" I asked with a smile.

Qin Buxian shook her head, as if she was very resistant to Fang Cai's topic, and eased her frowning brows for a long time, but she still didn't show anger or dissatisfaction, but told me in a nonchalant tone: "It's hard to buy you happy, you think it's good to be happy." ”

With that, he left me and went to his room.

This king was inexplicably disgusted by her appearance, threw his umbrella and stepped forward to stop her, clenching her wrist regardless of it: "Are you so noble and detached in your ordinary life, Lord Qin?" Listen to me talk about this and leave with your sleeves up, don't you want to listen to it? ”

She heard the harassment in my tone, and looked at me with wide eyes: "Are you crazy after a sleep?" If I don't leave, will I talk to you here, what posture did you use with that girl last night, and how many times did you not succeed? ”

"Since you don't want to hear this, then the king will tell you something else." The umbrellas all landed, I pulled her out of the palace gate, grabbed her waist and got on the horse, regardless of her resistance, and galloped all the way to Xixi.

The oblique wind and drizzle weave into a hazy fog, shrouded the stele stone of Xixi Realm in the middle, looking at it from afar, the hidden fog rises, and the oblique rain enters the air, not like the mortal world.

I found the bluestone tablet without inscriptions, and the grass was already on the tomb behind the monument, so I picked up the weeds casually, and walked to a place five steps away from the tomb and stopped, and said to Qin Buxian, who looked indifferent behind him: "Come here, I have something I want to explain to you." ”

She looked at me with her arms crossed, as if she was very dissatisfied with this trip, so she said in a cold tone, "What are you bringing me here for?" ”

"Let you see how dangerous it is to follow this king, and let you experience how helpless your husband was when he saw the people around him fall one by one and never come back." I laughed.

Qin Buxian's expression moved slightly, and he walked slowly over the rain curtain.

"The tomb next to it with bluestone slabs is Lu Shu's." I squatted down and dug a few handfuls of soil with my bare hands, "The one I'm digging now is for Xu Guangguang." ”

She seemed to be very shocked, and her voice was quite undulating: "What happened to Xu Guangguang?" ”

"I don't know if I should forgive you for being informed, or if I should suspect you of pretending to be deaf and dumb." I sneered, brushed away my hanging sideburns, and looked up at her, "The entire emperor knows that Xu Guangguang was put on death row by the emperor, but you alone don't know, and you have also been the emperor's favored celebrant and eunuch, and now you are still a waiter in the court." ”

In the continuous rain, Qin Buxian's figure froze, "What do you mean by these words?" Didn't Xu Guangguang go south, why was he put on death row? ”

I looked at her delicate and dusty robe, and the unhappiness in my heart was also hooked, the past, the new hatred and the old accounts were counted together: "On the Heavenly Festival, Lu Shu was arrested by Wei Tian with you, and finally you walked out unscathed, but Lu Shu was given death, and the king still can't even see his corpse, so he can only bury a jar of osmanthus wine here as his grave; In July, Xu Guangguang was left in the imperial capital by Wei Tian with you, and now you are still standing in front of me in a white robe, unstained and tall like a fairy, but Xu Guangguang was hung on death row, covered in blood, and couldn't eat a mouthful of food or water. ”

She bent down, looked at me condescendingly, and then slapped me firmly: "His Royal Highness King Chong'an, every time something happens to someone around you, you have to settle the account on my head." ”

I took her arm, and with a little force I led her into the grass and pulled her down from the altar that stood high. The broken grass and trees, the soft dirt all stuck to her white robe, and she tried to struggle, but she couldn't resist the strength of my holding her arm, so the more she struggled, the more dirty it became, and finally her clothes and cheeks were covered with dust and mud, and the whole person was embarrassed.

I scolded: "You blame this king for counting it on your head every time, but Lord Qin, you didn't think that every time you fell into danger with them, but every time you were safe and sound, they were either dead or injured." Whether this is a coincidence or a design, Lord Qin should know better than this king. ”

Hearing this, Qin Buxian let out a chuckle, and then let himself lie on the grass and no longer struggle, "So I'm really unlucky, why do you have to let me encounter such a difficult thing every time." ”

The rain curtain is like a cover, and it suddenly falls.

The figure who lay down on the grass shrank and shrank in a thin robe, and pulled his rain-soaked forehead behind his ears. That look is so pitiful that even this king can't bear it.

But I will never be fascinated by her pitiful appearance again: "I don't know if you still remember, the night I just returned to the imperial capital, this king went out of the palace, and when I came back, I mentioned Xu Guangguang, and this king also gave you the opportunity to tell me the truth, but what did you say?" You told me that Xu Guangguang went south, and they lied in front of me today. Do you know what was going on in the heart of the king at that time? ”

She looked up at me, her gaze getting colder.

I laughed at myself, and my voice became more and more sad: "At that time, I thought, as long as you can tell me the truth seriously, I will let you go, even if you stand on Wei Tian's side and put this king to death in the future, I am willing to let you leave unharmed." ”

"Why do you conclude that I hurt him, did he say that he was imprisoned because of me?" She glared at me and bit her lower lip until blood poured out on her white teeth.

"Yes, he said that he wanted to win you over and use your hatred technique to seek a great future for the people of Nanguo Mansion, but you didn't believe him, so he went to Cheng Yu to get the edict of your first emperor of Nanguo, and on the way back to the palace, he was arrested by the ambushed Yulin Guard."

Qin Buxian gritted his teeth and struggled: "He is talking nonsense!" ”

I stopped her with my arm and sneered: "Ah Yu said the same thing, and Chen Lanting said the same thing, are they all nonsense?" A person who has been entangled by this king for two months but still can't see through it, and three people who have been with this king for fifteen years, Qin Buxian, if it is you, which side do you believe? ”

She was stunned for a long time, her face was pale from the rain, and even her voice was pale in the rustling sound: "Yes, if it were me, I would probably believe those who have been with me for a long time." But the people who have been with me for a long time don't believe me, what should I do? ”

I don't know who the person she has been with her for a long time is, but she subconsciously brought Zhao Mengqing and Wei Tian in: "Don't worry, the two high-ranking figures in the imperial capital are your backers, and they will believe your casual lies, such as Wei Tian and Zhao Mengqing." ”

"What about you," she said, taking my arm and leaning close to my face, her eyes shining brightly, but her eyes were damp, and I don't know if it was rain or tears, "what about you, Guardian, when will you trust me?" ”

And what about you, Guardian, when will you trust me?

I'm afraid I can't forget that rainy August day, when she sat paralyzed in the vast stele forest in Xixi Realm, held my arm, and asked this question with great anticipation.

I suddenly remembered a story that my mother told me when I was young:

She said that in ancient times, there was a scholar who liked peach blossoms, and in his previous life, the nine-tailed little white fox he saved gave one of his tails to the peach blossom demon in exchange for letting the peach blossom demon bloom the best peach blossom in front of the scholar's door; In the next life, the scholar began to like pear blossoms, and the little white fox gave a tail to the pear blossom demon, so that the scholar could take a look at the best pear blossoms......

In this way, after the eighth life, the scholar liked the apricot blossom, hydrangea, angelica, epiphany, Fusang, Yueji, and when the little white fox took the last tail to beg the Yueji demon, he asked Yueji sadly: "Sister Yueji, you say, when can he like animals." ”

Yueji doesn't know, but Yueji has a strong premonition - no matter how many lives pass, scholars will not like animals.

In the end, the little white fox with a tail died after being sent away, and the scholar in the next life really did not like animals, and in this life, the front of his house was full of fox tail lilies, and he felt very happy.

When my mother told this story, my father didn't come to her palace often, and I don't know if this story was about the little white fox or herself.

Time is really a reincarnation, Qin Buxian, who was sitting on the grass in a white robe, asked me when I could trust her, which reminded me of the little white fox in my mind who wagged his tail and asked the Yueji Demon pitifully, when did the scholar like animals.

The scholar in the story never liked the white fox from beginning to end, and in his last life, the foxtail lilies that made him happy in front of the door were still plants.

So I stared at Qin Buxian's eyes and said slowly, "Impossible." Even fifteen years from now, I won't be able to believe you. Qin Buxian, this king is such a person, even if you die for me in the end, I won't believe that you really like me and want to give your life for me, you are too much to play on the spot. ”

The light in her eyes faded and eventually turned into a dejected look: "Okay, I see. ”