Xu is Song Yige's unexpected calm is even more disturbing, An Le grabbed her wrist with a worried expression: "We have sent someone to find it, Ying...... With songs, don't do anything stupid. ”

"What can I do as a weak woman." Song Yige said casually.

At first glance, this sounds quite reasonable, but the more I think about it, the more I feel that the meaning is not quite right.

After An Le and Song Yimo glanced at each other, the worry on their faces was obvious.

"So, are you trying to make a fool of yourself?" Xie Jingchu didn't want to see her like this, so he took a few steps forward and squeezed in front of Song Yige, his eyes drooped downward, covering his sharp and cold gaze, "The cliff is huge, Fu Yanshan is not a god, he can still live if he falls from such a high ground." ”

"Song Yige, be sober."

Song Yige calmly met his gaze: "If you live to see people, you want to see corpses when you die." ”

"You're obsessed!" Xie Jingchu said angrily.

Song Yige did not answer his words, but turned his gaze to Song Yimo and asked, "Brother, do you also think that I am obsessed?" ”

Although Song Yimo knew that the possibility of Fu Yanshan's survival was very small, but in front of Song Yige, he couldn't say this anyway, he pursed the corners of his mouth and shook his head, and after meeting Xie Jingchu's disapproving gaze, he still insisted: "Ge'er is right, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death." ”

Xie Jingchu was so angry with the two brothers and sisters: "If you want to make a desperate bet, it's okay, but I can't help but remind you that looking for someone under the cliff can be described as looking for a needle in a haystack, you better be prepared." ”

"This doesn't bother the little Marquis Xie to worry, General Fu's affairs, our Zhenbei Wangfu is in charge." An Le stepped forward and blocked in front of Song Yige, and also covered Xie Jingchu's overly strange gaze.

"Whatever you want." After Xie Jingchu threw down a sentence, he turned around angrily.

Song Yimo took his gaze back: "Don't blame Xie Xiaohou for not being humane, he is just worried that something will happen to you." ”

"I know." Song Yige nodded, "Some of his words are actually not wrong, it's just that brother, I'm not reconciled, that's all." ”

"I understand." Song Yimo chuckled, "So what do you want?" ”

"I want to go to him." Song Yige said, "If you can't find it in one day, then in January, if you can't find it in January, then in one year, in this life, I want to see him, whether I live or die." ”

Without waiting for Song Yimo to speak, An Le first smiled and agreed: "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

"County Lord." Song Yimo's eyebrows twisted.

Song Yige was not surprised, she smiled at An Le on her back, but this smile was a bit far-fetched no matter how she looked at it.

An Le sighed in his heart, said a few words to Song Yige, and after sending the person away, he turned to look at Song Yimo sitting behind the bookcase: "Don't you know Fu Yanshan's identity?" ”

"Yes." The softness between Song Yimo's eyebrows faded, and all that remained was coldness and alienation, "Then you should also know her identity, right?" ”

An Le raised his eyebrows and did not answer.

"I just heard that." Song Yimo smiled bitterly, "You call her, Yingluo." ”

"You don't seem surprised at all?"

Song Yimo closed his eyes: "What's so surprising about this, Yige is my sister, and Yingluo is also the one I have seen since I was a child, what kind of character are they, do you think I don't know?" What's more, Yige owes Yingluo a life, or ......"

"Song Yimo." An Le suddenly raised her voice and interrupted him sharply, she glared at him fiercely, "These things have passed, I hope you don't mention it in the future, General Lin is Yingluo's reverse scale, she can accept that Yige killed her, and she must not accept that Yige betrayed her, understand?" ”

Song Yimo's expression showed loneliness, he lowered his head for a while, and then said in a low voice: "This is not fair to Yingluo. ”

"When the Lin family was beheaded, it was already unfair." An Le's face became cold, "What's more, there is no absolute fairness in this world, and it's good to be like this now." ”

"I will personally take someone to escort Yingluo over, you are not in good health, so stay in Jinling with peace of mind."

Song Yimo was silent for a while, and nodded expressionlessly, which was regarded as responding to An Le's words.

With Song Yimo's permission, Song Yige quickly packed up his things, and left Jinling with An Le the next day. When Ling Chu, who got the news, arrived at the Hou Mansion, the two had been away for a long time.

Ling Chu went to find Song Yimo with a wooden face, only to see that he was explaining things to his subordinates with a cold face, and these things were nothing more than Song Yige and An Le.

He strode over: "You just let them go?" ”

"And what do you think?" Song Yimo asked rhetorically, "Can you stop it?" ”

This sentence made Ling Chu speechless.

He thought about it, and finally shook his head regretfully, with a little frustration, and sat down on the spot, listening to him explain the matter.

Southwest Boundary.

When Song Yige and his party arrived, seven or eight days had passed.

The spring rain has just stopped, and the whole mountain has a unique atmosphere after the rain. The edge of the shoe was also stained with a little mud, Song Yige looked down, and felt that this place was a little familiar, as if she had been here.

Seeing Song Yige's footsteps, An Le looked sideways and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Yige turned around: "I seem to have been here." ”

"What nonsense are you talking again?" An Le took her hand, "You have always been in Jinling, how have you ever been to such a distant place." ”

"Yingluo, it's good for you to stay with me."

Song Yige didn't answer, just looked up at the endless mountain top, half hidden in the fog.

"There's still some way to go, why don't we rest for a while?"

"Hmm."

By the time they reached the top of the mountain, it was already sunset.

The afterglow pierced through the clouds and sprinkled over the green hills, the mist lingering around the mountain, and the mottled blood stains could be faintly seen on the crisp weeds on the ground.

Needless to say, they also understand what a terrible battle had taken place here a few days ago.

Otherwise, how could the heavy rain of these days not wash away all these blood stains and make them look new.

When she was on the mountainside before, Song Yige felt that this place was too familiar, and when she reached the cliff and saw a place almost everywhere, the scene in that night's dream could be clearly displayed.

She hadn't been here, but she had been here in her dreams.

It's exactly the same as here.

Seeing that Song Yige's face was really ugly, An Le hurriedly explained to his subordinates, and then walked over to Song Yige: "What are you thinking?" ”

Song Yige looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the edge of the cliff: "Can you find a way to go down?" ”

"I've found it, and they've sent people down, but they've found nothing." An Le stretched out his hand and put it on Song Yige's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "There are thousands of feet high here, if Fu Yanshan really falls from here, he will definitely be crushed." ”

"And what caves are there in the cliffs here?" Song Yige continued to ask without giving up.

An Le shook his head again: "I don't know yet, it's too high here." ”

"Yingluo ......" An Le opened her mouth, trying to persuade her to give up, but when the words came to her mouth, she had to close her mouth again and tilt her head to the other side after catching a glimpse of the faint red under her eyes.

"Huh?" Hearing that half of it was gone, Song Yige turned his face sideways and looked at her, "What's the matter?" ”

"Nothing." An Le smiled and shook his head, "I just think we can't seem to find anything even here." ”

"You're right, this place must have been turned over a hundred times by Feng Qin and them, even if we are here, what can we find?" Song Yige pursed her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, she looked away, staring at the layers of mist in the distance, "If I want to find it, I can only go down." ”

An Le said: "Yes, the only hope now is to go down." But I didn't expect that I had only seen him for a long time, and when I saw him again, it was very likely that it was his corpse. ”

These words immediately attracted Song Yige's attention, and she was not staring at the layers of mist: "When have you met him?" ”

"A few months ago, he came to Yunnan to see my father."

"What?"

An Le smiled and flicked his fingers: "What else can happen between them, it's nothing more than the dispute between the princes, he was originally jointly pitted by the crown prince, and this time he said that he would take revenge." ”

"But he shouldn't come forward, and this matter will fall on Shen Zhou's head."

These few sentences also made Song Yige understand why he often talked with Shen Zhou day and night a few days ago.

"Shenzhou is not very old, if he really becomes the prince, I am afraid that His Royal Highness will not be able to leave Jinling."

"What does it matter to us about the affairs between their men, besides, there is not only one King Qin available in this Jinling. Long before he came back, Shen Zhou had already accepted Ling Chu for his use, and Ling Yue was not a simple one, with their help, it was enough for Shen Zhou to sit firmly in the position of the prince. ”

"And now isn't Xiao Marquis Xie also following Shenzhou?"

"Listening to what you say, it seems that Shenzhou already has the victory for the position of the prince."

"If it weren't for that, the prince and the others would not jump over the wall in a hurry and unite the enemy to encircle and suppress the King of Qin." An Le pretended to pat her on the shoulder relaxedly, "Don't worry about these things, there are Ling Chu and them staring at Jinling, and now they can't make any waves, we just need to find His Highness." ”

Song Yige bowed his head: "Then Your Majesty?" ”

"I heard that His Highness is still alive, what is his attitude? Continue to exile people, or welcome them back to Jinling? ”

"His Majesty valued King Qin the most at that time, and he didn't want to exile his own son, but because of the prince's party, he had to endure the pain. Yingluo, you have to understand that he is the emperor first, and then the father. An Le said, "What kind of attitude does he have now, it depends on Shenzhou's status above the court?" ”

"Hopefully, they won't let us down."

After a day of tossing and turning, by the time they returned to the courtyard where they had settled, it was already late at night.

The sound of banging came from outside the wall.

By the window, a little light is like a bean.

Sleepless till dawn.

When An Le saw people, he sighed helplessly and approached: "Do you want to toss yourself?" ”

"I can't sleep." Song Yige said faintly, "As soon as I close my eyes, I can see His Highness lying in the pile of dead people covered in blood, and I can only stand aside, unable to do anything. ”

"You are thinking about it day and dreaming at night, Qin Wangfu has a big life, and he will be fine." An Le pinched her shoulder, "I'm going to the bottom of the cliff to find someone today, let's eat something first, otherwise we won't have the strength." ”

Song Yige did not object, and obediently let An Le take her hand and lead her to the lobby.

Feng Qin is also there.

When he saw Song Yige and An Le coming in side by side, he was silent for a moment, then got up from the stool, walked over, and knelt directly in front of Song Yige.

They didn't say anything, but they all understood.

Song Yige lowered his eyelids and said softly: "Get up, this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

"Seven girls." Feng Qin bowed his hand and bowed down again, his forehead against the ground of Bingling, "It's all subordinates who damn it, they didn't take care of their masters." ”

"As I said, this matter has nothing to do with you, so why do you have to take all the blame on yourself." Song Yige's tone was still calm, without any resentment.

But the more this happened, the more sad Feng Qin became.

He would rather her cry and fuss than be so calm and without any expression of emotion.

Feng Qin gritted his teeth and got up from the ground and stepped aside.

After Song Yige sat down, he took the tea handed by the little servant, and after taking a sip to moisten his throat, he said, "How is the situation at the bottom of the cliff?" ”

"So far, there has been no trace of it." Feng Qin lowered his head.

"Hmm." Song Yige took another sip of tea, but An Le, who was sitting beside her, could see it clearly, her hand holding the tea cup trembled, "I want to go and see it myself." ”

Feng Qin was about to say that it was dangerous and it was not appropriate to go, but An Le, who was sitting beside Song Yige, had already responded in a brisk voice: "Okay." ”

The bottom of the cliff is overgrown with bushes and wild beasts.

They searched all the way, and they didn't know how many bones they saw, and how many beasts they tried to besiege them.

An Le wanted to make Song Yige happier, so he said to her: "Look, we have game to eat tonight." ”

Although she knew that there was a good intention to be happy about this, she was so cowardly that she couldn't raise the slightest interest, but she couldn't bear to brush her mind, so she only reluctantly said perfunctorily: "It's good." ”

There were many words, but she couldn't say a word.

An Le sighed, didn't deliberately talk to her, and suddenly the whole atmosphere became tense.

They spent the whole day at the bottom of the cliff.

But you can't find it.

It wasn't until it got dark that it had to disperse.

Three days later, An Le returned to Jinling, leaving Song Yige, Feng Qin and others to continue to search for the traces of Fu Yanshan.

But they quickly searched the southwest, and still found nothing.

After March, the summer was scorching, An Le was worried that Song Yige would return to the southwest, and when he looked at the person who had lost weight quickly, he silently parted his face, and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then walked towards her.

She still looked peaceful, but when she saw her, there was a dull and hopeless look in her expression.

"Yingluo."

At night, Song Yige stood by the window.

The night is pleasant, and the moon is just right.

An Le brought wine, and she pushed the wine in front of her: "If you don't get drunk, you won't return?" ”

Song Yige shook his head lightly: "No." ”

An Le smiled bitterly, opened a jar by himself, and poured it down, the spicy taste of wine slid down his throat: "What if I can't find it all the time?" ”

"Then keep looking." Song Yige spoke, "I won't give up, the people of the Qin Wangfu won't give up, and the same is true for Shenzhou." ”

"Yingluo." An Le leaned over and grabbed the hair on her sideburns with her fingers, "Do you really want to do this?" Is it worth it for the sake of someone who may no longer be there? ”

"There is nothing worthy or unworthy in this world, only willing and unwilling."

"Ling Yue once had a dream, in the dream I died in the heavy snow in Jinling, His Royal Highness survived with the identity of Fu Yanshan, that life, he never married a wife or concubine, guarded my tomb, and lived a lifetime alone."

"The children of others are around their knees, sharing the joy of family, he carries wine alone, alone to a lonely grave, and the second half of his life is lonely, do you say stupid?"

She turned her head and looked at her very seriously, even though there were tears in her eyes, but she never fell a bit.

An Le reached out and touched her face, and smiled: "Indeed, it's stupid."

So many sleepless nights, so many days of worry, all turned into a sentence: "You say, how can he bear it?" ”

I can't bear to leave her alone in this world.

Song Yige looked at the brilliant expanse of the galaxy.

Spring goes to autumn, and three years pass in a blink of an eye.

It's spring again.

Song Yige did not return to Jinling, but settled down in the southwest, and bought a three-in, three-out mansion, and most of the people who served in the courtyard were also the old department of the Qin Palace.

Today is the day of his death.

She planned to go to the mountains alone to see him.

The cliff was windy, and even the weeds were half a man's height.

She gathered her cloak and stood on the edge of the cliff, taking a step forward to reach the abyss. Although they have not given up looking for him all these years, everyone is almost hopeless in their hearts.

Originally, Shenzhou sent a letter every other month, but now it is once every six months, and I don't have any hope that he will still be alive.

Although she didn't say it on her face, she didn't think so in her heart.

If he is really alive, why hasn't he shown up for three years?

The mountain wind blew past her, making the cloak rattle.

She looked down at the bottomless cliff, squinted, and countless thoughts of seeking death climbed up, like a vine, entangled her whole person.

When Song Yige raised her foot, as if she wanted to take a step forward, a sudden force came from her side, and then a fine and sharp stone pressed against her arm, which made her frown in pain.

Before she could turn around, an angry voice came from above her: "What are you doing? ”

The voice was in her ears, but she didn't feel angry at all, she turned her head very quickly, and saw a familiar face above, and her dark eyes were full of anger.

Song Yige opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, tears broke through her eyes completely uncontrollably, and her entire gaze was blurred in an instant, and she couldn't even see his face clearly.

She didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly propped herself up and hooked his neck with her hand.

Seeing her so eager, even if there was more anger, it was also annihilated, and he stopped the person by the waist and hugged her, so that she could sit on his lap: "Such a big person, and crying like a child, I am not ashamed." ”

Song Yige shook his head, tightened the strength of his arm, and pressed his face to his shoulder.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"Recuperate." Fu Yanshan said succinctly.

"Why don't you come back?" Her voice came from his neck with an angry sound, and the wetness rubbed against his neck.

Fu Yanshan wrapped one hand around her waist and stroked her back with the other: "I was too seriously injured, and I didn't wake up long ago, so I came to you immediately, Yingluo, I'm sorry for making you suffer." ”

"We all thought you were ......" She was silent halfway through the sentence, and the wind was whispering, and only a whimper was left in her ears.

"I was saved." Fu Yanshan said, took out a peace buckle from his sleeve and stuffed it into Song Yige's hand.

The style of the hand was too familiar, she suddenly looked up to look, and immediately wrinkled her eyebrows: "Isn't this the one I gave to my senior brother?" ”

"Well, I was saved by him."

"Then he's coming back with you?" Song Yige looked up at him with teary eyes.

"I can't come back." Fu Yanshan sighed and wiped the tears on her face little by little with his sleeve, "He was sick and died a few days ago. ”

Hearing the bad news of the deceased, Song Yige lowered her eyes a little uncomfortably, and she clenched the peace buckle in her hand hard: "What is the last wish of the senior brother before he dies?" ”

"He said that there was no fate in the previous life, and he wanted to reunite in the next life."

"This is for Tang Shirt?"

"Hmm."

As if he couldn't bear her to be so uncomfortable, Fu Yanshan raised her chin and chuckled: "Don't you ask me what long-cherished wishes I have before I die?" ”

Before Song Yige could react, he subconsciously followed his words and asked, "Huh?" What the? ”

"Life should come back, and death should be Sauvignon Blanc."

Sauvignon Blanc.

Song Yige laughed slowly, tears coming out of his eyes again.

So do I.

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