Chapter Seventy-Three: Jinchen's Wedding (II)
"Oh? As rumored? I raised my voice and smiled. It is rumored that the Liu family is as ugly as no salt, and the palace is full of brocade, bullying the lord. I don't know, which one did Childe listen to? ”
He froze in place, not expecting me to fight back like this.
"No, Miss Jin is beautiful and intelligent. That's what I'm hearing below. The folding fan in his hand was lightly closed, neither humble nor arrogant.
The right minister's face became even more ugly, so he almost brushed his sleeves and left, but finally held back and said goodbye.
The eldest princess glanced at the place where I was standing, and said nothing.
The vines in the courtyard turned crimson and glowed with the red candles of the silk flowers. Intense and glamorous.
The crowd crossed the vine-strewn path and entered the hall to take their seats. I followed the eldest princess, but I didn't know where to sit.
The voices are full of voices, and the plans are staggered.
There was a moment of trance, and the red that entered the eyes was like a touch of residual blood.
I actually feel that I envy Su Rong, who grew up with a lot of stars and moons, and her marriage is handled by her father and brother, and if she marries someone she likes, she will only be a husband and a child in the future.
The gap between people is a gully that can never be reached.
"It's auspicious!"
All voices fell silent, and outside the hall, a pair of beautiful people walked slowly.
Stepping on flower petals and wearing brocade clothes, it is the most eye-catching place of everyone.
I had never seen him wear such brightly coloured clothes, and now it seemed that his light had overshadowed everyone, and the Prince Xuan who should have been the most curious of all around him.
It was crimson, without any variegation. Dark red dyed gold thread is embroidered on the cuffs with a few acacia flowers, and the black hair is inlaid with drop-shaped crimson stones. The obsidian-like eyes with a shallow smile that rejects people thousands of miles away, and the thin lips are pursed, which is more breathtaking than a smile on a beautiful woman.
His afterglow swept over my place, casual and languid.
My heart suddenly hurt, there was no warning, I don't know why.
He held one end of the red silk, and at the other end, the small hand holding the red silk was slender and boneless, lightly dyed with dancome, and the bead curtain hid her face.
"A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows." The eldest princess pushed the wine bottle in front of me.
Borrowing wine to eliminate sorrow is even more sorrowful, and if wine is not drunk, everyone will get drunk...... All these are just the world's self-deception.
"I'll go out and get some air." Leave a word, turn around and walk out the side door.
The voice of worshipping heaven and earth behind him became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.
I promise, absolutely nothing else, swear by blood. If he is the enemy, Beiyu Jinchen and my Dark Night Pavilion are enemies, I will not be soft!
Thoughts reverberate, quietly uneasy.
The blood oath is vividly remembered that day, but it is ridiculous to think about it today.
No mercy? Can I still do it?
Walking aimlessly in the courtyard, passing by the desolate hibiscus pond.
The reason why I came here, the purpose that was clear from the beginning, is now blurred.
Going around and around, I walked unconsciously for a long time, and when I raised my head, I saw the laurel forest standing and the green bamboos clinging to each other. The trees are full of concentric knots, and the red tassels are swaying in the wind, which is extremely beautiful.
There is a pot of wine and a white jade wine bottle on the bluestone platform under the tree.
Ignoring the dust on the stone platform, he sat down at once and poured himself a glass.
The wine has a strong flavor, and the clear liquid ripples lightly in the glass, just like the human heart, and the ripples are non-stop.
The rim of the cup touched his lips, and he suddenly remembered that he had not recovered from his serious injuries and could not drink. On second thought, he is just a dying man, so what is there to be afraid of whether to drink or not?
Drink it all and the liquor goes down your throat.
People meet each other, get acquainted, know each other, and leave each other. Exhausting a lifetime, obsessing with a lifetime, what is it for, is it love, or hate.
The fingertips touch the coldness of the wine, like the heart of the human heart.
Squinting and farsighted, a figure stepped on the fallen leaves. The crisp and lingering sound brings the mellow aroma of wine on the stone platform to linger around. Shuttling between the hair, the indulgence makes the cold of deep winter become blurry.
I think I'm supposed to be drunk, and I look like him no matter who I look at.
Pour another glass, cheeks burn. The wine was snatched away empty-handed before it touched the tip of the tongue.
I looked up in confusion, and the face in front of me flickered and darkened.
"Although the wine is mellow, it messes people's minds." His voice was dull, low and good-sounding.
I rested my head on my knees, slightly drunk. "The candle night in the cave room is the second greatest blessing in life. Are you happy, lord? ”
"You're drunk." He said lightly, raising his hand to pour the wine from the glass on the ground.
"What am I to the prince?" I leaned over and put my hands on the sides of his face.
He's still so calm and breezy that he won't be affected by me in the slightest. "What do you want?"
He asked me this sentence, and I couldn't think of an answer for a while.
"You're not healed from your injuries, go back early." He took the flask and got up to leave.
"Beiyu Jinchen!" There was a tremor and caution in my voice that I couldn't even detect.
He stopped, but didn't turn back. Standing quietly under a tree full of concentric knots, it is beautiful and picturesque.
I walked behind him, a foot away.
"Beiyu Jinchen, you tell me, you are close to me, help me, protect me, is it just because you want to approach the Dark Night Pavilion, is it because, because, Mincha clan Luo Yu." The voice was slightly hoarse from drinking, the cold wind was blowing, I was much more sober, and every word, I was sober.
"Yes."
In just one word, I stopped.
The coolness penetrates from the bottom of the heart and penetrates into every corner of the body.
I don't know where the pain came from, and it was crushed and crushed.
"Thank you, thank you for your candor."