Ah Zhao thought for a while and said, "If you say it this way, I really don't blame you so much. ”

Hua Yong looked at her.

He felt a little weird in his heart.

But at this moment, he was so immersed in the excitement that Ah Zhao forgave himself that he couldn't think normally at all.

So that little bit was wrong, and he left it behind.

He heard his sober and calm voice: "Zhaoyang, can I still call you like this?" Zhaoyang, what do you want to do when you let me come back? ”

Ah Zhao smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that I like the things you send over year after year." ”

"If you want a response, I'll give you one."

Hua Yong's heart fell.

He looked at Ah Zhao, his eyes were bright: "I'm sorry, Zhaoyang, I apologize for what happened before." And, thank you. ”

Thank you for forgiving me.

Ah Zhao did not speak.

The two haven't seen each other for years, but they are no strangers.

Hua Yong proposed the next game of chess.

Ah Zhao was a little surprised, but he still nodded and ordered someone to bring the chessboard and chess pieces.

Hua Yong glanced at it and thought of the warm jade chessboard in the Pujia Palace back then.

I don't know, right now, where it is.

After playing chess, it was already lunchtime.

The two finished their meal and went out for a walk together.

The two did not have any intimate behavior.

They are like a pair of friends who haven't seen each other for many years, chatting about their interesting things over the years, and the atmosphere is very peaceful.

Before you know it, you will arrive at the plum garden.

Hua Yong looked at the two big characters with a strong pen, stopped for a while, and walked in.

"It's a pity that there is no snow and no plum now." He sighed.

Then he turned around and looked at Ah Zhao: "Zhaoyang, this year's lunar month, I'll take a look at the snow in the plum garden again, okay?" ”

Ah Zhao moved his mouth, wanting to say something.

But in the end, she just nodded: "Okay." ”

Hua Yong was satisfied.

He only stayed in the Suzaku Palace for one day.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth when he left, and on the way back, he had a rare good sleep in the not very comfortable carriage.

It's just early autumn, and winter is only a few months away.

……

In the Suzaku Palace.

The Holy Monarch was chatting with Ah Zhao.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Great Xia has left?"

Ah Zhao looked at him with some strangeness: "Do you know who he is?" ”

The Saint Monarch shook his head and smiled, "I guess." ”

"I guessed right, though, right?" He asked, tilting his head.

Ah Zhao nodded lightly: "Not bad." ”

Then the Holy King stopped speaking.

After a while, he sighed, "Your Majesty, you are really a little cruel. ”

Ah Zhao asked lightly, "Really?" ”

"Yes." Liu Hanyuan bowed, "You might as well not see him at all." ”

Ah Zhao was noncommittal: "But, if you don't see him, doesn't he know that I forgave him?" ”

The Holy Monarch was silent for a moment, and Fang said, "But Your Majesty, have you really forgiven him?" ”

Ah Zhao said seriously: "Of course, how can I meet him?" ”

The Holy Monarch stopped talking.

He looked at the candle flame on the table and said softly, "The one who stays is too bitter." ”

……

Since Hua Yong returned to Great Xia, he began to count the days and wait.

Waiting for winter to come.

Even because of hope, most of his insomnia, which had not healed for several years, was cured.

Most of the time, I'm able to get a good night's sleep.

From September to October, to November, and finally to December.

He waited for the news that the Suzaku Empress was seriously ill.

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