Ye Jingzhi never thought that the last meeting with her in this life would be like this.

He had been summoned the night before, and he had entered the palace early the next day, and when he waited outside the catering bureau, he was still a little puzzled in his heart. His Majesty takes her to the court every day, which is not a rare thing among civil and military officials, why didn't she go with His Majesty today? If the concubines in the harem want to summon anyone, they have always been in the palace, why did she find another way to call herself to the catering bureau today?

Even though there are thousands of doubts in my heart, I can't hide the slightest hint of joy that I can't see, Ye Jingzhi has long known that she has always been so ingenious and eccentric, I haven't seen her for a long time, I don't know what she will look like now? She finally got her wish and stayed with His Majesty for a long time, I wonder how beautiful she will be when she is happy?

All the reveries became ethereal the moment they saw her, and only the deeply buried joy was real. As he thought, she seemed to be in a good mood now, no longer the melancholy of that year's Chinese New Year's Eve, but her face was slightly tired, thinking that her body was not yet well.

At that time, when he learned that she was in trouble giving birth and was in danger, he was so shocked that he almost broke the paintbrush in his hand, and he couldn't find out what was going on in the palace, and there was nowhere to solve the anxiety in his heart. He had always been mild-tempered, but in those days he seemed to be insane, and he almost knocked all the utensils in the study to the ground, and he did not sleep for five whole days, and I don't know how long, Yun Luo finally came back from the palace, and said only one sentence:

"The Queen is well."

Now it seems that although her appearance is not completely fine, it also relieves him. He thought that she was just sick and weak, and that she just needed to recuperate, so he didn't think much about it, and still smiled and saluted as usual:

"Xia Guan has seen the queen's mother."

She still seemed as merry as ever, and spoke to him with great joy, and every word that came out of her mouth turned into the tenderest spring water, and wrapped his heart tightly until she said this:

"Mr. Ye, Yunluo is my best playmate, she has always been with me since I was a child, just like my sister. I hope Mr. Ye can promise me that I must treat her well in the future and be a good husband to her. ”

When he heard this, he was stunned at first, and then there was a slight anger in his heart, and she probably saw through his thoughts, and hurriedly waved her hand and said:

"Don't get me wrong, Yun Luo didn't tell me anything, I just think you two are very compatible, that's why ......"

When she said this, a ray of sunlight shone in through the window, and a string of bright moon bells in her ears were shining, lining a face that was so sparkling that he was almost stupid, but she didn't notice it, and only after a while, did she say softly:

"Mr. Ye, I don't have many people who can speak in this palace, and you are one of them. In fact, there are many things that I don't understand, it's just that I only have one heart, and if I give it to Pei Zhao, I can't give it to others anymore. ”

Her words were an understatement, but they set off huge waves in Ye Jing's heart, he thought that he had hidden his mind well, but now he realized that she knew everything. In countless sleepless nights, he had also been annoyed, even if he couldn't get it, even if he let her know, now he really got what he wanted, but he couldn't say what it was like in his heart.

He heard his own voice, still as calm as usual: "The lower official obeys the order." ”

"It's not my will, it's my hope." She looked into his eyes with a very solemn expression: "After a long time, you will know how good Yunluo is, and there is no better girl than her in the world." ”

How could there not be? He smiled bitterly, his heart was astringent, the best girl in the world was now in front of him, and he was destined to be untouchable in this life.

In the end, he agreed to her, and when he said the word "yes", the most vivid and bright smile suddenly bloomed on her face, reminding him of the face he had traced countless times in the dim candlelight a long time ago. Then he realized that he had become so mad that he was satisfied with her smile.

He chatted with her for a few more words, and then learned that she was going to cook a table of meals for His Majesty. Looking at her excited expression, he was not surprised, what strange things could not be done with her temperament? When His Majesty tastes her craftsmanship in person, he will definitely be happy.

For some reason, although there was nothing unusual about this meeting, he always vaguely felt that something was wrong, and at that moment he only suspected that it was an illusion, because she was so happy now, there should be no more obstacles. At that time, he hibernated in front of Su Xiang's eyes for a long time, and only gave a heavy blow in the end, he had already helped His Majesty remove all obstacles, so her future life should be peaceful and joyful.

After a long time, Ye Jingzhi recalled the situation of that day again, and only felt that his heart seemed to be missing, with pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

After her death, His Majesty lost all vitality. In the eyes of others, His Majesty is still the emperor who was eloquent and strategic, and even during the state funeral, he never stopped going to court for a day. But he knew very well that this was just a façade of nothingness.

That is still when the king of Xiliang came to worship, before the young king of Xiliang left, begged His Majesty to reward him with a panorama of the Daming Palace, so that he could bring it back for the people to see. The little yellow men set up the four treasures of the study for him, and personally served tea, he sat in the pavilion for half a day, and when it was close to evening, His Majesty suddenly came, and there was no one behind him.

He subconsciously wanted to get up and bow down, but His Majesty waved his hand and sat silently, he only felt that the air seemed to be mixed with gel, and after a while, he heard His Majesty whisper:

"Ahh

He looked up at His Majesty suddenly, only to see that His Majesty's eyes were empty, and there was no expression on his face, Fang Cai's words were as light as a sigh, and before he could react, His Majesty had already gotten up and left, and his tall back gradually faded away, looking extremely lonely.

Only then did he realize that the phrase "Ah Ming" was just His Majesty's self-talk, and for about countless moments, he said these two words softly, perhaps in His Majesty's heart, she never left, so His Majesty will be as diligent as before, and the big and small banquets in the palace will be attended as usual, and even the annual hunting and sacrifice will be the same as in the past.

Self-deception has reached such an extent, it can be seen that His Majesty has already died like him.

He can be sure that among all the people, he must be the first person to perceive His Majesty's thoughts, and there is no need to deliberately observe, just look at His Majesty's eyes looking at her, such affectionate and forbearant eyes, which are too similar to himself.

Time is like the best painter in the world, pouring all the joys, sorrows and sorrows on the picture scroll silently, and unconsciously after many years, he really fulfilled his original promise and became Yunluo's good husband. He is also like His Majesty, how was it in the past, and what is it now, except for the affairs of Danqing Pavilion, he eats and drinks every day, recites poetry, paints, and has a long conversation with his friends, living the most plain and comfortable life. He even thought that he might have forgotten her, because Yun Luo sometimes remembered that when she cried, he could actually say good words of relief without changing his face.

Until that day.

On that day, his two children insisted on pestering him to tell the story, and the younger one was the most naughty, one by one, and with one hand, he tugged at his sleeve:

"Daddy, tell us a story!"

"Does Daddy tell the story of the Sword Fairy?"

It was in this short moment that he suddenly remembered that many years ago, under the Shuangjing Bridge after a night rain, ten miles of smoke and cold outside the window, it was beautiful, and she was wearing a purple dress and looked at him with a smile:

"Do you tell stories? In the past, Mr. Shen would tell me the story of the Sword Immortal, would you? ”

She liked the story of the painter she told so much, but there were many twists and turns in the middle, and she was able to hear the ending on Chinese New Year's Eve, in fact, he did not tell her that the ending was made up by him, and the real ending was that the painter who was bewitched by the person in the painting did not destroy the painting and changed his life from then on, but chose to continue to sink until he died of anger, and still held the painting tightly.

He knew that he would never have such courage, and that there was such a deep chasm between them, that it would be a great sin to even say her name silently in his heart. And His Majesty is different from him, so in the end, only His Majesty can call her "Ah Ming".

Late at night, he painted in his study as usual, but he couldn't help but remember that the first painting he made that year was her portrait. For many years, she went from queen to queen mother, and then became queen again, during this long time, he was always just a bystander, painting a full house of spring with a brush, but not even a flower or a leaf was contaminated.