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After combing his hair, he turned his face sideways and said to her with a smile, "Spirit? ”

His eyes were deep and silent, and the moonlight shone in through the veiled window, shining on his face, revealing a layer of obscurantism. [Full text reading. He is still so handsome, with slender eyes, a tall nose, and jade-like cheeks, faintly revealing the charm of the king of the heavenly family. It's just that the dead air in the center of his eyebrows gradually spreads, and his face is pale, like dusty white jade.

Chu Qiao nodded with a smile, "Handsome." ”

Li Ce frowned and asked, "Praise me?" ”

Seeing Chu Qiao nodding, he laughed happily, just like at the beginning.

"Li Ce," Chu Qiaoqiang held back the sadness in his heart and asked softly, "Do you still have any wishes?" ”

"Wish?" Li Ce frowned, thoughtfully, and chuckled for a long time, "No." ”

His breathing was suddenly a little hasty, and he stretched out his hand to her and whispered, "Qiaoqiao, let me hug you." ”

Outside the window, the wind suddenly became stronger, blowing open the small open window, and the moon sprinkled the pale of the ground on the empty hall, and illuminated the snow in all directions. The wind blew from the distant Taiqing Pond, bringing the smell of Qinghe, and Chu Qiao's throat seemed to have been bitten, and it hurt hideously. She fell to her knees, half-kneeling in his arms, tears streaming down her cheeks, wetting his shirt.

The breath above his head faded little by little, like a cherry blossom blown away by the breeze, and there was no more sound. The moonlight shone obliquely on them, and vaguely, it seemed that it was the young and frivolous, evil man with red clothes and black hair many years ago, falling from the sky, exhaling and laughing behind her ears: "Don't you stop?" ”

The years are like a big dream, the prosperity is gone, and all that remains is a thick paleness.

Chu Qiao's eyes were like ashes burned out, glowing with dead cold, her eyes were empty, she stood up little by little, and looked back, but he was still sitting quietly like that, tilting his head, as if he had fallen into a good dream.

The fragments of memory are scattered and scattered, the flowers and magnificence of the man have removed the camouflage layer by layer, and the gorgeous green willows and splendid luxury of the past have finally turned into today's turbidity and loneliness, and finally reflect the afterglow of the sunset, and melt into the late night of the funeral.

The palace door was opened, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on her unhindered, and there was a thick ink in the distance, and there were dense kneeling in front of the palace gate.

Sun Di looked at her with a trembling inquiry in his eyes.

She looked at him in despair, her body numb, and after all, slowly, slowly, nodded.

"The emperor died—"

A huge cry of sorrow resounded in the sky at the same time, and there were cries of sorrow everywhere up and down the palace, and the long death knell pierced through the fog of the night.

Chu Qiao raised her face, the wind blew her thin clothes, and in the empty sky, she seemed to see a clear face, with a high nose and thin lips, and slightly raised eyes, like a fox with a sly smile......

A palace man ran down the deep palace alley and whispered in front of Sun Di. They were so far away that their voices were blown apart by the wind, but a few words still fell into her ears.

"The death knell sounds...... Banged headfirst on the corner of the table...... Blood flowed all over the ground, and he was no longer alive...... After all, it's the Queen Mother......"

The moon was like frost, the blood was almost frozen, and a line of tears finally slipped silently again, immersed in this kind deep palace that was stained with the blood of many people.

The street scenery of Tangjing is still the same, there is a cool wind blowing from the lake with the fresh fragrance of lotus flowers, and the willows on both sides of the road are swaying with the wind, and the branches are trampling, like the soft waist of the dancing girl.

Under the twilight of the sunset, the tired birds return to the forest, and the red shadow of the Red River is like a blood-stained vastness.

During the national funeral of Bian Tang, everyone wore plain single clothes, and even the hanging lanterns were wrapped in white cloth, walking on the street, and everywhere could smell the bleakness of depression.

The sky was getting dark, and the round moon rose from the treetops and hung brightly in the distant sky.

Today is the White Moon Festival, and it has been a month since Li Ce's death.

Zhuge Yue repeatedly sent his subordinates to pick her up, but she stubbornly stayed, and there was a thought supporting her, so that she could not leave wantonly. Midnight dream, the corners of his forehead were dripping with cold sweat, Li Ce left, taking away all the singing and dancing music in the Jinwu Palace, and the huge palace fell into a long dead silence. Walking in the long alley, she can even hear her own heartbeat, always reminding her that someone is gone, someone is still alive, and there are some things she hasn't done yet.

This road used to be walked by her and Li Ce, that night, she woke up in a coma, he took her hand like a big child, ran crazy in the palace, through the nine-fold palace, through the flower garden, through the rockery stone forest, out of the palace gate. They rode together, and he sat down in front of him, laughing and showing her the way, and occasionally turning back to laugh at the guards who were like ants on a hot pot.

In a blink of an eye, things are different from people, and everything has a very different appearance, and it is gone.

Today's street market is no longer the bustling scene of the past, it is depressed, and the few shops that are closed are also deserted. During the national funeral, all festivals were canceled, the people no longer went out, there was no passenger flow, and the vendors who set up stalls did not come out. The once crowded market was now empty, and the withered yellow leaves were rolling everywhere, occasionally hitting the hem of her white clothes.

After walking for a long time, I came to the stall where I ate noodles last time, but I didn't expect them to be still there, but there were no customers. The man sat on the chair, drowsy, and when he saw her come in, he was stunned, jumped up, looked at her carefully, and then wiped the stool for her, and arranged for her to sit down.

is still the proprietress , a few years of time don't seem to have left a trace on her face, she still has that white and pure delicate temperament, walked in front of Chu Qiao, her eyes were not focused, but she said with a smile: "The girl hasn't been here for a long time." ”

Chu Qiao was slightly stunned and asked, "Do you remember me?" ”

"He recognized it, and he came to me and told me."

The woman smiled coquettishly and pointed to her husband who was standing behind her. The man blushed and smiled shyly, revealing a row of white teeth.

"Where's the eldest prince? I haven't seen him in a while. ”

The woman asked suddenly, her eyes crooked like two moons. The wind blew from the other end of the long street, and the flag of the stall was lifted with a breath, and the man hurriedly stepped forward to block the wind and sand for his wife, and the action was so natural.

Chu Qiao was a little stunned, so he heard the woman ask, "Girl? Girl? ”

Chu Qiao came back to his senses, pulled out a smile lightly, and said, "He's gone far away." ”

"Oh." The proprietress nodded, "Then when will you come back?" ”

The fallen leaves piled up, the autumn wind swept the ground, Chu Qiao's heart became cold inch by inch, his face became more and more pale, and his throat was a little choked. She thought for a moment and whispered, "He moved away, maybe he won't come back." ”

The proprietress couldn't see Chu Qiao's expression, and wanted to continue asking, but was pulled by her husband. The smart woman suddenly understood, turned to leave, and after a while, hot noodles were served, along with a plate of beef and half a plate of shrimp dumplings, and the sour smell of vinegar was far away.

Chu Qiao picked up the chopsticks, took out the handkerchief on his waist and wiped it lightly twice, and began to eat one bite at a time.

The noodles are piping hot, topped with sesame oil and chopped green onions, and they are very fragrant and fragrant. Chu Qiao ate very slowly, she hadn't eaten properly for a long time, and her stomach was constantly glistening with sour water, as if she was about to vomit it out.

"The shrimp dumplings will be cold after a while."

An extremely crisp voice suddenly sounded next to her, Chu Qiao turned her head to look, it was a little girl in her teens, her eyebrows and eyes were very familiar, she looked up at the proprietress over there, and immediately remembered this child, and called tentatively: "Qian'er? ”

The child's brows furrowed, and he asked very seriously, "Do you know me?" ”

Chu Qiao smiled and didn't speak, the child sat on the chair on the side and asked, "Have you ever come to my house for dinner before?" ”

"Hmm." Chu Qiao nodded.

A familiar sound of music sounded, Chu Qiao raised his head, and saw the shadow puppet troupe around the corner start singing.

"Do you like to listen to theater?"

The child asked.

Chu Qiao couldn't help but smile slightly, rubbed the child's hair, and said, "You still like to listen to dramas so much." ”

"I accompany my father and mother here every day, and there is nothing to do, I listen to your accent like a foreigner, do you understand our local opera?"

Chu Qiao shook his head.

The child hurriedly said, "Then I'll tell you." ”

"I've heard you say it before."

"It's a new play!" The child said: "It's a new drama from last month!" ”

Chu Qiao was helpless: "Then you can talk about it." ”

The momentum of the troupe seems to be different from the past, there are more musicians, and the stage is bigger, but the business has plummeted, and the surroundings are empty, only two three or four-year-old children are turning their heads in front of the stage, and there is no audience, but the troupe is still playing professionally. At the same time, a lifelike shadow puppet appeared on the curtain, so delicate that even his clear eyebrows could be seen from such a distance.

"He's the little prince."

The same opening scene, but now the prince has been transformed, the carving is exquisite, the soundtrack is wonderful, and from where you look at it, it is not a folk grass stage troupe.

At this time, another shadow puppet came onto the stage.

"This is a little girl." The child said very seriously: "Once, the little prince went on a mission to another country and met this little girl. The little girl knew martial arts and beat the little prince severely. The little prince was very angry and wanted to beat her up, but then something happened and the little prince fell in love with her. ”

After a few years, the child's storytelling level has improved significantly. She raised her head and asked Chu Qiao with a smile, "Do you want to know what happened?" ”

Chu Qiao's hand holding the chopsticks was cold, and she nodded stunned.

The child said proudly: "Once they met a bad person, the little girl was very kind and saved the little prince several times. The little prince thought, this little girl is really righteous, I want to marry her home and live a good life.

"Unfortunately, the little girl did not like the little prince, she liked the other man. Later, she followed the man. ”

There was another figure on the stage, completely different from the other two, with rough workmanship, not even clothes, just a silhouette, standing there barely, holding a small wooden stick in his hand, looking silly.

"But that person is not good, domineering, ugly, poor, and loves to bully people, which is not a good thing anyway. Later, the little girl came to her senses and left the man. ”

At this time, another character appeared on the stage.

The little girl fell in love with this man again, but this man was not good, proud, self-righteous, bullying, ugly and ugly. Tell you secretly, he may still have a habit of breaking sleeves, he has a close relationship with a prince in their country, and he may be crazy anyway. ”

The little girl let out a sigh and said, "In the end, the little girl grew into a big girl and finally realized her mistake. So she resolutely left this man behind and came back to find the little prince. The little prince had already ascended the throne and became the emperor at this time, handsome, rich, and personable, and kind, single-minded, and persistent, the eldest girl regretted it so much that she couldn't do it, crying and shouting that she wanted to marry the emperor, and blocked the emperor's door every day, and wanted to be a daughter-in-law to others. In the end, the emperor took pity on her and reluctantly agreed. ”

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