Since returning from the hunting garden, Jinyan closed the palace due to physical discomfort, and then even asked the queen mother to save her greetings.

For this matter, when she went to Qinghe Palace in the morning to ask for peace, the Queen Mother was worried every time she mentioned it. I sent the Imperial Doctor to ask, and the Imperial Physician only said that she might have suffered from the cold and injured her liver qi during the hunting, and said that it would be okay to recuperate for a few days.

I sat in the Changchun Palace, thinking back to what I had seen that day, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, so I simply went directly to Feiluan Pavilion to ask Jinyan for clarification.

It is close to the beginning of summer, and the blue lotus field outside the Feiluan Pavilion is faintly fragrant in the breeze.

I helped Ming'er into the courtyard of Feiluan Pavilion, and saw Ju Ke'er taking a few little palace maids to take needles and wear jasmine* flowers under the eaves of the porch.

When she saw me coming, she hurriedly got up to say hello, I remembered Jinyan, and after a few words with her, I wanted to leave, but suddenly I thought that Ke'er and Jinyan should know something about her recent situation, so I stayed to ask her about Jinyan's condition.

I don't want to, Ke'er seems to have something difficult to say, which makes me even more suspicious, so I pulled her left and right to ask carefully.

Ke'er said: "Sister Su's face has not been very good since she came back from hunting, and she didn't say anything lazy, but later her daily diet was reduced a lot. In the past, when I went to sit in her room, she would talk to me for a while, although she didn't talk much, but in the past four or five days, whenever I went to see her, she always shirked it. It stands to reason that if you are not well, you should have a good rest, but Sister Su seems to be locked in her room every day to copy scriptures, and even chant until late at night...... All this is really incomprehensible and worrying. ”

Speaking of this, Ke'er leaned close to my ear and said mysteriously: "I also heard that Sister Su is sick, didn't she collide with something on the mountain?"

I was shocked when I heard this, the women in the palace are most afraid of having something to do with this kind of thing, and often the harmless person also likes to make a fuss about such things.

"Sister Ke'er, don't listen to those people with ulterior motives talking nonsense, the most taboo thing in the palace is that the monster is chaotic. You see I'm not good, your sister Su wants to come, but the horse race is tired that day...... "I'm afraid that these nonsense in the palace will push Jinyan to the forefront, and I am busy persuading Ke'er."

Ke'er Xu saw that I was too serious, shrunk her neck, and said carefully: "I don't think it will be what they say." ”

"They? Who's chewing these tongues behind their backs? ”

"Well......" Ke'er hesitated for a moment, but still said to me in 1510: "Zhang Baoxiang told me yesterday. ”

"Hmph, I guess it's the two in the Yingxian Palace." I gritted my teeth and said hatefully.

"Sister, don't go to their trouble, otherwise, I, I'll ......" Ke'er saw that I was angry, and begged in a trembling voice.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to trouble them." Saying that, I said to Ke'er again: "Then have you asked my sister why she copies and recites scriptures every day?" Although I knew that Ke'er might not be able to ask why, I couldn't help but ask.

"Sister Su only said that there were too many injuries in hunting, and she couldn't bear it in her heart, so she had to cultivate more merits to return to sentient beings." Kerr said.

If that's the case, then I'm more relieved, I'm just afraid...... I suppressed my thoughts and smiled at Ke'er: "My sister has always been a bodhisattva, and I think I should have hurt my body because of guilt for the hunting that day, so I can go to comfort and explain it now." ”

When I came to Jinyan's bedroom, I saw that her personal palace maid Youlian was anxiously walking around outside the door, and when she saw me, she came to me anxiously and knelt down and begged: "Madam, please beg my young lady." ”

Youlian was brought into the palace by Jinyan from her mother's family, and she is a sister with Jinyan, and she has always known that I and Jinyan treat each other sincerely.

I picked up Youlian and asked, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

"Miss, Miss has shut herself up in her room for three hours, and her breakfast has not been moved. I knocked on the door repeatedly, and she didn't say anything. ”

"Then why don't you break in and have a look?"

The slave also thought, just, just, just...... I know the character of the young lady best, and if I really break in, I'm afraid it will be even worse......"

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, is it possible to wait until something happens to go in? I was anxious and impatient, and I couldn't care about it, so I walked straight to the door and raised my hand to shoot wildly.

As he was slapping, the door was slammed open.

Jinyan stood there thin and pale like a wisp of wandering spirit, and the whole person could not see any life. She gave me a deep look, then turned and slowly walked back to the bookcase and sat down, stunned.

I thought she didn't want to be disturbed at the moment, so I went in and closed the door again.

Jinyan's bedroom has always been simple, but now it seems that the chill is pervasive. I slowly walked over to her and sat down, silently watching her.

Tears overflowed in her eyes, slowly dripping from those beautiful eyes.

I don't know how to comfort her, I don't even know why she's so sad, and even if I guess some, it's just my guess...... I could only reach out and hold her tightly, trying to give her a little warmth and support.

She was sobbing in a low voice, as if the grief that had been stinging in her thin body for a long time was rampant, and she didn't know at any moment that she would tear the poor woman in front of her apart.

Her shoulders shook more and more.

"Sister......" I called to her in a low voice.

"Woo......" Jinyan hugged me violently, and cried out in her throat. I could feel the pain, the pain, the despair and sadness of being helpless.

My tears burst out of my eyes, and I could only hold the person in my arms to death, as if a person who was about to drown held the only chance to live.

I don't know how long we hugged each other and cried...... I just feel that my body is a little dehydrated.

When Jinyan's crying gradually slowed down, I calmed down, stroked her back, and asked her in a hoarse voice, "Sister, are you better?" ”

She sat up straight slowly, sobbed lowly, wiped her tears with a silk handkerchief, and nodded gently.

"Can you tell me, then, what happened?"

She looked at me with teary eyes, lowered her eyelids and shook her head for a long time.

"Sister, I know what you're thinking." According to her temperament, it is impossible to take the initiative to tell me the reason, so I made up my mind to go straight to the point, "You and that high lieutenant are a pair of lovers!" Is that right? ”

Hearing this, Jin Yan looked up at me in shock, with both shock and fear in her eyes.

I looked back at her, trying to find the answer I was looking for in her eyes.

"Alas......" Jinyan sighed sadly, like a needle piercing his skin.

"He's stupid!" Tears glistened with tears on her long eyelashes, and she hung low and stained a faint gray shadow on her overly pale face.

Even though I'm a woman, I think the woman in front of me is beautiful.

"I was thirteen years old, and he was seventeen. He came to my grandfather's house with General Gao...... That day, as it is today, was the season of early summer. I went back to my grandfather's house with my mother to save my relatives, and I was fighting grass in the garden with my little girl. ”

Fighting grass, I know, is a very interesting ancient game, also known as fighting grass. I remember that there is a cloud in Tang Zhenggu's poem "Picking Mulberry": "How to fight a hundred grasses and gamble to win the phoenix." ”

It is said that there are two methods of fighting grass, one is "Wen Dou" and the other is "Wu Dou".

Doubaicao first started with "martial arts". "The Book of Songs: Zhou Nan" is about the "martial arts" carried out with plantain.

"Wudou" is to pick some grass (such as plantain) or flowers with "grass heads" and tie them into knots, the two sides set each other, and then pull, whose flowers and plants are broken, who loses.

The other is the competition "Wendou", that is, each person brings his own collection of various flowers and plants, and then one person reports the name of a flower and plant, and the other person then takes out the flowers and plants and answers the name of the flowers and plants, and keeps "fighting" until the final meeting. This kind of "cultural fighting", the result is that whoever collects more flowers and plants and has a complete range of varieties can report to the end, that is, the winner.

Jinyan's mind seemed to return to the beginning of the thirteen-year-old summer......

"That day, we looked for a lot of grass in the garden, because we felt that the plantain was full of green juice, so we went to find the purple stem of the dogtail, but I didn't expect that the dogtail looked tough but was always inferior to the strong stem of the plantain, so we fought back and forth, and they were all losers. When I was not convinced, I suddenly heard a man laughing beside him, "What kind of grass are you, you are clearly fighting with others!" I looked back and saw a handsome young man looking at me with a smile. Speaking of this, Hibiscus Yan's pale face was covered with water-colored peach blossoms.

"That guy is a high lieutenant?"

"Hmm." Jin Yan smiled and continued: "Seeing that the strange man was so ridiculed of me, I was not convinced, and argued with him loudly, but I didn't want this person to be a dead brain, so he pulled a lot of grass to fight with me, just to prove that I lost not because the grass was wrong, but because the skills were not appropriate. I didn't know what I was doing that day, so I riveted my strength to fight him, but I was a loser in the fight. In the end, he lost his favorite mount, the pony, to him. ”

"What? Doucao still lost the mount? "It's really unheard of.

"He was afraid that I would not fight him if I lost too much, so he used his mount as a bet to provoke me." Jinyan's face was calm and quiet, "I guess he must have heard from somewhere that I love horses!" ”

"My sister loves horses and is obsessed, so why don't I see you go to the racecourse in the palace......" When I asked this, I suddenly understood that Jinyan didn't go to the racecourse, maybe she was afraid of touching the scene.

"I was so angry that he won my pony that day, and when I went back to my room, I vowed to find a day to compete with him. But the next day, he sent someone back my lost pony and gave me a beautiful harness. Jinyan said this, got up and went to the side of the bed to get a gold-painted locket, and took out a small copper pipe in the secret drawer of the box.

I saw that she carefully unscrewed one end of the copper pipe, and took out a small roll of paper inside, the small paper has been slightly yellowed, and because it is often opened, and there is a raw edge, I think this must be something that Jinyan is very anxious to cherish.

Her fingers seemed to condense the emotions of thousands of years, and they slowly unfolded like that, and after a moment of careful reading, they passed to me.

I looked closely, and saw a few lines of vigorous and graceful lines on the paper:

One

Build a temple to pray for the valley to live, and the flower forest picks the floating lang.

There are affectionate clutch flowers, and the grass is shaken alone without wind.

I like to go to forage grass, and the number of colors is not less.

Two

The beauties are re-elaborate, competing for flowers and new.

I am not afraid of the white mountains of the western mountains, but I must be flat in the east sea.

I like to go to forage grass, and I feel that I go to fight flowers first.

Three

Wangchun Xi Changle, commercial building to Beihua.

But look at the plum grass, when will you pity the flowers?

I like to go to forage for grass, and I return home after fighting the moon.

Four

A flower in front of the court, fragrant alone.

If you want to ask others, twist them in pairs.

I like to go to the grass and scorch its flowers.

This clearly expresses a man's heart for a woman! I looked up at Jinyan.