"King Jinglie of Xiangcheng is dead!" A little father-in-law said to Wanyue in a panic, with a sad expression on his face, secretly wiping his tears.

"Who?" Wan Yue thought about it carefully, and had never heard of this person.

"The younger brother of your mother's compatriot, the eighth son of Emperor Shenwu, Gao Yu, King Jing of Xiangcheng, the word Xiuyan."

Regarding so many brothers and sisters of the Gao family, there are only a few of Wanyue who have memories, and there are too many to remember.

Xiangcheng King Gao Yu, at the age of fifteen, died young, for his sudden death, the Empress Dowager Lou Zhaojun is also very sad, Gao Yang is also very fond of this younger brother, and now he is dead, and no one can accept the blow of the world for a while.

"And where is Your Majesty now?" The first reaction was to ask where Gao Yang was and see his reaction.

"Your Majesty and the Queen Mother are in the palace." He looked at Wanyue and said with a sob,

Dowager? Lou Zhaojun, once only met once, this so-called mother was not very friendly to her, when the princess led her to meet the Empress Dowager Lou, she only said lightly, and after seeing it, she let the princess lead her back.

"Oh, then go directly to the Taiji Hall and wait." Wanyue tried her best to make herself look sad, although she was not masked, she still had to act sad for this younger brother.

Thinking about it, his queen mother is not a good stubble, in order to avoid unnecessary things from happening, it is better to be rare, and it didn't take long to see Gao Yang's eyes red and swollen and walked in,

"Your Majesty..."Wan Yue saw that he looked distracted and shouted softly, only then did he realize that he was distracted,

Gao Yang turned around and waved his hand, indicating that he had nothing to do.

Three days later, Gao Yang led a group of relatives to worship in the palace, and the queen mother also fell ill because of this, and sent many imperial doctors to treat it to no avail, so she had to visit the folk sages.

I heard that there is an old man on Jiuhua Mountain who has excellent medical skills, unparalleled in the world, but his whereabouts are uncertain and no one can invite him out of the mountain, when Gao Yang sent people to find only a small child, said that he was the disciple of the old man, and brought him back.

Some people say that although the medicine boy is still young, the medical skills have been passed on to the old medicine Weng, and there is no more than that, and he is known as a good name and praised in the Jiuhua Mountain area, but I don't know when the old medicine boy received the little medicine boy,

Some people say that he is the reincarnation of the medicine king, and some people say that this person has a strange temper and only saves people based on his mood~

Wan Yue shook her head helplessly, these little palace maids began to spread rumors again, it was rumored that Yuan Yu was a mute before, and now there is a new protagonist, throwing Yuan Yu out of the clouds.

The boy looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows, a fair face as soft as outline, a white silk thread tied more than half of his black hair high behind his head, a white dress clean to the end, and a dark purple silk coat on the outside,

He exudes an elegant temperament, independent of the world, like abandoning the things of the world, and flying out of the dust.

But it looks a little weak, like a lot of clothes~

Wanyue came to the palace where the queen mother lived, but she didn't go in, and when the princess next to Gao Yang came, she threw all the things that Gao Yang wanted to give the queen mother to the princess, and stayed out of the matter.

Seeing a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man coming out of the Queen Mother's Palace, this must be the medicine boy who came into the palace and talked about it.

"In the lower Huan." He walked up to Wanyue and saluted respectfully.

"Slave Gao Wanyue, Mr. don't be so polite." Wanyue politely returned the gift and smiled.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't believe it, but he instantly returned to nature.

He had never seen such eyes, a pair of smoky gray eyes were different from the eyes of Gao Yang, the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, his eyes were pitch black, and she was more like the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River shrouded in smoke.

"The girl's eyes are very beautiful." He looked directly at Wanyue's eyes, pure without a trace of impurities, and Wanyue's cheeks were slightly red.

"It's over."

"Was the girl born with such eyes?" He asked,

"It's not ~ I had a serious illness when I was young, and I couldn't stop crying, and when the disease was cured, it was like this." Wanyue is forcibly perfunctory, whimsical, and serious nonsense.

These eyes were her own people who borrowed this body before, the eyes were pitch black, bottomless, oh, yes, she remembered, the woman's eyes were the same heavy pupils as Gao Yang's eyes,

Wanyue herself doesn't know why her eyes are naturally gray, but since she floated into this body as a Ah floated into this body, everything about her has been changing with Wanyue.

The pupil color of the eyes has changed, and the physical fitness is gradually declining, or it may be that things have been busy recently, so they are more tired.

He once asked Yuan Yu if it would be strange to have such eyes, but he just laughed it off.

Today's time flies unusually fast, the sky is getting dark unconsciously, Wanyue has not seen Yuan Yu for several days before, and today is already confused, come to solve the puzzle.

The man sat in the room, with a bright lamp, holding a yellow scroll, reading carefully, like a tireless studious scholar, with a bit of elegance, he smiled, but did not look at the evening joy, and casually stretched out his scissors to cut the candles.

"Not coming in yet?" You don't need to look to know that she is standing there staring at herself, but she looks preoccupied.

"Yuan Yu, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Wan Yue knelt down in front of the table and looked at him with a serious face.

Science believes that ghosts are just people's imagination, and Wanyue thinks that she is an atheist, believing that ghosts do not really exist in reality, ghosts only exist in people's hearts, and everyone has a devil in their hearts.

And after she was reborn, she slowly believed that she would only be able to see ghosts when she was on the verge of death.

"It probably exists." He didn't think about ghosts, he said that he only thought about the present and the future, and as for what happened after death, he would wait until he died, even if he turned into a demon and fell into hell, he had nothing to fear.

The son was silent, and the strange force was confused.

"Sometimes, people are more evil than demons." He sighed softly, with a faint sadness,

Yuan Shu, his charm does not lie in his flawless and flawless, but in the courage to recognize himself, admit that human nature is evil, and even admit that he is evil.

People have "souls" after death, which are called "ghosts".

"The Book of Rites" says: "All living beings will die, and death will return to the earth, which is called a ghost." ”

He was secretive, and it was difficult to distinguish the truth from what he said, but Wanyue could not control her pace, going around and around, twisting and turning, and finally came here.

Wanyue's heart is like a roller coaster, rising high and then falling rapidly, and finally returning to helpless peace.

Life and death shouldn't be a matter of concern now, at this moment she is still standing here, or standing here as a living person is enough,

With a sensitive and delicate heart, she will live well, protect herself well, and live bravely,

The corners of her mouth slowly tugged at an unnatural smile, quite heartbreaking.

*

There was a night when I finally dreamed of him, his last kiss, and the deadly poison.

It's not a dream of parting with him.

I used to dream that his fingers ran through my long hair, caressing my forehead, muttering to me, and that time when I could talk freely about the past and the present,

In the summer, together with the summer, he fanned the fan, I spread my hair and leaned lightly on his knees, looking at the blue sky together, listening to the birds in my ear,

When I woke up, everything in the dream was blurry, and all the details had been lost.

I just feel that he has been here before, and suddenly disappeared, and my heart hurts and I can't help myself~ The pillow is soaked with tears, everything is obviously so real, as long as she opens her arms, she can hug him, but why is she so powerless,

Since he made the choice first, I naturally won't stop him, he just wants to get rid of me, well, I will never see you again in this life.

Easier said than done,

It's easy to say, but how many people can really do it if they persuade people to give up the reason for insisting on love?

People will always leave comments, forgetting, or sadness when they are gone, forgetting is a kind of protection, but for the sorrow and sorrow I left behind, perhaps, it is the torture I have to face.

*

"What's wrong?" Looking at her busy face, she was stunned, as if she recalled some bad memories, some things are forgotten and forgotten, and there is no need to remember them again.

"If I die one day and become a ghost, I don't know where to go!" Looking at the endless night, in the dark night when you can't see your fingers, you can take off the mask and armor of the day, and only be your true self.

"What a stupid thing to say." Yuan Yu smiled and patted her forehead, she was sometimes a little naughty, like a childish child; Sometimes the righteousness is overbearing, and it is rare to be steady; Sometimes they are domineering and aggressive, insisting on their own views and refusing to back down.

She seems to have changed, but she doesn't seem to have changed, and she doesn't know that she is the real her.

The sun in the East. The son of the other is in my room.

"Late." He called softly, this voice seemed to be heard by her before, it was very familiar, the more she wanted to think carefully, but she couldn't remember,

Late! Late! Only the man called her that, his voice was gentle and cunning, one second it seemed to be in honey, and the next he fell into hell, and this kind of unfathomable happiness was better than not being provoked.

Before coming here, before she met that person, she was also living this kind of life that she could control a little bit - a stable life, a constant every day.

It was only now that he realized how precious freedom was.

Now she is tired and devastated, and here she is trying to heal herself, forgetting the past, forgetting everything that should not belong to her.

Even if she wanted to go back to that time, she couldn't find her way back.

In fact, at the critical point of life and death, you will find that everything is false and nothing is important, maybe at that time she has already chosen to give up.

Why do people live so long, and if you can't leave any traces in this world, what if you live long? Who will know if you're dead? Since it can't be celebrated for a hundred years, it's not bad to leave a stench for 10,000 years!

In this world, nothing can last, only you can maintain your original intention!

And do you believe that people really have past lives? What was your past life like?

If it were told to him, would he believe what Wanyue said?