The day of moving into the Chong'an palace was the first day of October, the plants and trees in the imperial capital were declining, the fallen leaves were paved with the avenue in front of the palace, the wheels ran over, and there was a rustling sound, and the sound was transmitted from the pinna to the spiritual platform, which made the whole person feel lonely.

The front of the palace was as quiet as ever, like the broken leaves that had passed the summer season. Who would have thought that the people who lived here became famous and peerless, and had galloped through southern Xinjiang, made great military exploits, were given the name of Chong'an, and lived in majestic mansions. The strong man is not late, but the sword is old, and now he abandons the southern Xinjiang, retreats here, does not ask about political affairs, and allows Yang Chengwei, the general of Ningguo, to cross the Changlan River and take the Nanguo Mansion into his pocket.

It's ridiculous to say that the person who fought with me countless times because of Nanguo and Nanguo Mansion and coerced and lured me now has given up Nanguo Mansion.

What a coward.

Therefore, Qin Buxian, you must not be soft this time, how he treated you before, you have to make him repay it twice, he doesn't care about Nanguo Mansion, you have to work hard to hold it up. I said to myself in the carriage.

Carrying the crimson skirt and stepping out of the carriage, the owner of the palace was already waiting for me at the door with his side concubine Wan Wan - yes, but after a month, he married Wan Wan as a side concubine.

The wedding card for their marriage was indeed delivered to my house, and Tao Wanwan personally sent it.

"Lord Shoufu, as the concubine of His Royal Highness King Chong'an, you should receive a cup of tea from Wanwan on the day Wanwan passed the door." She kept her head down, a gentle smile on her lips.

I casually handed the fold to Shu Tong, and smiled lightly, as if this family affair had nothing to do with me: "Since Miss Wan Wan has come so sincerely, if you don't go, you will blow Miss Wan's heart." But the seventh day of September is the birthday of Zhao Mengqing and Lord Zhao, and I have promised to congratulate him on his birthday. I asked Shutong to go and take over Wanwan's cup of tea for this Shousuke. ”

Shutong took the invitation and replied shallowly: "Okay." ”

This Wan Wan is still young, after listening to my arrangement, the original meek smile stuck in the corner of her lips, and she said after a while: "Wan Wan thanked Lord Shoufu and Miss Shutong." ”

On the seventh night of the first month of September, I was in the courtyard of Zhao Mengqing's house, hugging the wine jar, pouring a glass of glasses, but I was not drunk at all, the more I drank, the more energetic I became, and the more I drank, the more sober I became.

"Lord Shoufu, why do you have to say that you came to congratulate me on my birthday, if you don't think about it, Ben Shangshu has forgotten his birthday," Zhao Mengqing lay on the pear blossom wooden rocking chair, wrapped in thick lotus leaf sleeves, looking at the first quarter moon in the sky, drinking the newly bought health tea, and said regretfully, "Besides, Ben Shangshu's birthday is every year, but he Chong'an Wang marries concubines often, you don't want to go, just say you don't go, you have to be involved, even I can't look at the delicate and tender side concubine of King Chong'an." ”

I put down my glass and frowned at him: "Anyway, I have been a waiter by your side for a long time, but you have abandoned our friendship for many years in order to see that delicate and tender bride." And ......"

"Besides, what?" He looked sideways at me.

Besides, this Shousuke doesn't look bad, even if it's not delicate and tender, but it's also handsome and white.

But I didn't say it in the end, I just felt desolate, looked up at the first quarter moon that he had been watching all night, and saw several deep and shallow ones, and I was stunned for a long time and then rejoiced: "I'm finally getting drunk, right?" ”

Zhao Mengqing glanced at the wine jar on the ground, and said leisurely: "I guessed that you were going to get drunk and die in my house tonight, so I mixed water in the wine in advance." Even so, you've drunk a lot, it's time to get drunk. ”

This sentence made me wake up suddenly, and the moon in the sky was folded into one again.

"To be honest, I can't figure out how the two of you came to this point," Zhao Mengqing wrapped his hair and took a sip of tea, "I thought you would cherish this reunion, since you like each other, why don't you stay together firmly." ”

"Lord Zhao," he reminded me, and I remembered that I hadn't told him about it yet, so I stared into his eyes and said, "I seem to have forgotten to tell you that the 'Forgetfulness' of the Gu Cultivators of the Qiong Kingdom has not eaten all my memories, and I have remembered all those past events." ”

Zhao Mengqing's hand holding the cup was clear, and a few drops of tea spilled and disappeared into his clothes.

"When?" He sat up from his rocking chair and moved to the stone bench, a little flustered, though slowly; I was much closer, but when I saw him looking at me, his eyes were getting farther and farther away.

I guess he's quickly recalling the events of my time with the Guardian at the moment, and he's quickly judging whether there is any chance of reconciliation between me and the Guardian in this life—on the premise that I regain my memory.

"It doesn't matter when, what matters is that I remember those things again and I feel that my life is complete. I really listened to their words before, thinking that I had been asleep for five years, and I felt that the time in my life was obscure, unthinkable, untouchable, and all vain. "That's what I mean from the heart.

But he was so clever, and he thought of more and more complicated things than I had mentioned, and I heard him ask me a series of crucial questions—

"Who reminded you?"

"You may not believe it, but the person who reminded me is the delicate bride who made you feel sorry and married King Chong'an as a side concubine today."

"Do you remember everything?" His pupils tightened a little.

I also narrowed my eyes and smiled and asked, "Isn't it enough to think that I used to be a hater, and that I was a once-in-a-lifetime master of hatred with extremely high talent?" ”

When he heard this, he could no longer restrain his emotions and attitudes, changed his previous calm appearance, got up suddenly, and looked at me with great pain: "Don't envy, forget about this!" Don't mention it to anyone again! ”

Suddenly thinking of something, his fingers stretched out a little tremblingly, "Don't envy, I heard that you entered the palace to see Cheng Yu a few days ago, talked to her about something, and also broke up Chen Lanting, who was by Cheng Yu's side at the time......"

The night wind ruffled his long untied hair and blew it on my face, and his serious, distressed, and trance appearance made me a little sad.

For a moment, it was as if I had gone back to when I first arrived in Jinguo.

At that time, in order to let me do my best to complete the matter of hatred, Wei Tian gave me the position of the eunuch who held the seal of the celebrant when the ministers did not know who my surname was.

As soon as the holy decree came out, there was an uproar in the Jinguo court.

Dissatisfied, there will be rumors, and I feel that I can't hurt me from the side, so I make an article about my appearance, saying that I am a "man" who is born like this is a demon, and this demon has taken away the soul of the saint, and if I don't beat out my demonic prototype with a rod at noon, this great brocade country will be finished.

The civilian, official and military generals, who had always been at odds with me, finally united the front in this matter, joined forces with me, and handed them to Wei Tian one by one, the story was told sincerely, and the rumors were written vividly.

Wei Tian laughed it off and told me not to take it to heart. I really don't take it to heart, I have no desires at that time, calm and indifferent, how they scold me is their business, and it has nothing to do with me.

But I still haven't escaped the catastrophe that should have come, and I didn't expect that they would one day be combined to kill first and then play. So on the first snowy night in Jinguo, they rushed into the celebrant and carried me to the noon gate.

It was the first time I panicked in my twentieth year old – when I saw the light of a blazing fire on the huge pyre outside the noon gate.

I was so shocked that I cried out, "Bastard! Put Ben-sama down! ”

But no one stopped, no one was willing to spare me, I felt that my life was in danger, but there was nothing I could do. If there is anything helpless in the world, this must be counted as a matter. Despite my dominance in the world of hatred, it was easy for me to be killed by a group of people.

The light of the fire drew closer and closer, and the moment I was thrown into the fire, the cheers in my ears gradually rang out, and the hearts of the people were happy, and the crowns were celebrated.

But at the moment when his skin was burned by the fire, a son flew over without hesitation and stretched out his hand to me, and in the light of the fire, I clearly saw the small lotus petals embroidered on his cuffs.

He looked down at my eyes, exactly the same as today, shocked and painful—

It was as if behind me was the sea of fire that would never recover.