He seemed to be in a vague dream, the reason why he felt "vague" was because he couldn't even be sure whether it was a dream or real, and the familiar coldness that was constantly rising from his bones gradually strangled and surrounded him, like a thorny vine entangled, and the pain between the breath was innate, and it was inseparable from his life.

It seems that in an empty and desolate room, the pale sky light penetrates through the white mulberry paper, and is not in the shady gold brick floor, stretching his figure into loneliness and loneliness.

He didn't know why he was here, but he didn't seem to have the intention of breaking through the desolate confinement.

The ears were originally quiet when the needles fell.

Faintly, he heard a cry, not loud, but suddenly, it was clearly hovering in his ears, and he felt the heart in his chest gradually contracting, and some new pain, spreading and entanglement, made him impatient to dodge, or to push open the door to see what was going on.

In fact, it was his familiar, mournful cry.

He couldn't help but think of her, the woman who insisted on being stubborn, stubbornly keeping quiet by his side, not letting him see her tears, or smiles, as a sign of rejection and alienation from him day after day.

He stumbled through the desolate room, but could not find the door to her.

So, he gradually woke up from this dream, as if relieved.

But he soon found that he was beginning to sink into another, more mournful dream.

That night, the wind and snow first stopped, the red candle was brilliant, and it showed that the night outside the window was thick, and on the delicate painting screen in front of the bed, it was the scenery of spring flowers, in the candle shadow shaking red, in a silence, in the distance that he could not reach, quietly confronted.

He was unwilling and wanted to get closer, but to his chagrin found that he was too weak to sit up from the couch.

Hearing the slight opening and closing of the door, the sound of thin steps, coming around the screen, she was holding a carved lacquer box in her hand, and suddenly stood in front of him, her expression was still indifferent, but she seemed to force herself to smile at the corner of her lips.

He clearly knew that the smile was not real, but he still felt like a spring breeze.

Ten fingers, from the lacquer box out of the jade white porcelain cup, inside is the dark soup, when in front of him, the smell of medicine rushed to the face, he should have felt the bitter throat, just because of these hands, but overflowing with sweet taste.

In this dream, he had been awake all the time—knowing that the medicine would lead him to a hideous situation—because this dream, like pain, had already gone with him, and he was very clear about the ending.

But as if it had been repeated a thousand times, he still quietly and peacefully accepted the verdict from her.

He thought, he wanted to free her, he thought, the happiness she wanted, he tried his best but couldn't give it after all, but unfortunately he woke up too late, he shouldn't have been so persistent.

But at that time, he was still obsessed, he did not understand her despair and pain, and the funny thing is that he was still wishful thinking about the coming year with her, he talked about the Streamer River, talked about the Shangyuan Festival, and said that maybe in the coming year, when he is healthy, he can take her to the warm and prosperous place to see the fire trees and silver flowers.

He hoped that this might make her happy, and that one day, he would be able to see her bright and bright smile again, just like many years ago, at the Fang Lin banquet, through the glance of a hundred charming and red, it belonged to her, which was enough to make a hundred flowers lose their smile.

She didn't know, it was that glance that made him indulge in it from then on, and he was wrong again and again, irreparable.

But wishful thinking can only lead to their catastrophe in the end.

The clearest memory, when he expressed the most sincere desire in his heart unabashedly, her forced smile was completely frozen at the corner of his lips, but he still subconsciously wanted to avoid it, unwilling to face it, everything he thought about in his heart, none of it was her wish.

At that moment, he felt the sudden sharp pain in his limbs, and his vision was a blur of blood, and at that moment, he was awake, because there was no way to escape.

His persistence, from the very beginning, was destined to complete destruction.

But why, at the last moment, what he saw was her crying in panic, and he felt her embrace, very warm, very soft, from her, for the first time.

He remembered that she had never wanted him to see her pain, and that she had always been alone, hiding far away from him at night, crouching, burying her face in her palms, and weeping silently.

When he approached, she always pushed him away with indifference and determination.

But when she finally made a choice, she hugged him and cried so sadly, she repeated helplessly, the warm breath slapped in his gradually cooling ears - how could it be, how could it be, as I had said, it was just a medicine that made people fall into a stupor......

It turned out that she was also unintentional, and at the last moment, he was in her arms, feeling her initial and final tenderness, and relieved everything.

From now on, I will no longer be your bother.

It's a pity that in this way, you really can't be happy anymore...... Yijing, you're such a silly girl.

He thought that the reason why he let this dream repeat tirelessly was not because of resentment, but because of nostalgia, nostalgia for the only time she had it, tears for him, panic for him.

However, he was afraid after all, afraid that the only thing he brought her was despair and pain.

It's so contradictory, with nostalgia and fear at the same time, and regret and comfort at the same time.

You never knew that in my bleak life, I was lit up by your bright smile very early, it was you who brought hope and the courage to live, but I brought you to the gate of hell that there is no turning back, and it was always me who owed you.

If time can come back, I hope I will not appear in your life again, let me stand far away from you, not one step closer.

Seeing you happy, I can really be relieved, maybe this is what I should do.

Dreams always come to an abrupt end in such confessions.

The young man on the couch, his eyebrows were beating shallowly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyelids silently, his deep black pupils, there were no tears, he let out a slight sound, and a long sigh, but in the first moment, he felt the warmth from the palm.

When Yu Feng struggled to sit up from the couch, there was no one outside the green gauze tent.

He clenched his palms wistfully......

Then I felt a slight dampness in addition to the residual heat.

Yu Feng withdrew his palm blankly, looking at the remaining wet marks on his knuckles, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

The ferocious poison caused him to suffer from the cold in his body for many years, even in the middle of summer, his palms were cold, and he never sweated, but why, when he woke up this time, he felt a strange warmth?

The weird feeling made him stunned.

This time may not be too long, because Rib soon came in from outside the door, and the first time I saw Shizi with his hair scattered, sitting on the couch and looking at his palm, he hurriedly stepped forward, and while holding up the green gauze tent, he asked with concern - every time he applied a needle, it was a torture for Shizi, and the paralysis after severe pain would take a long time to relieve.

"Nothing." With a faint two words, Yu Feng stood up, tidied up his clothes, and put on a heavy robe.

When Rib combed his hair in a bun, the wetness in his palm gradually dried up, but he couldn't help asking, "Who was here just now?" ”

Rib seemed stunned, removed the rhino horn comb, took a step back, and said with a hint of imperceptible weirdness in his tone: "It's the fifth mother of the Su family, as my aunt said, the queen mother told her the whole story of the poisoning of her son." ”

I still can't help it, a corner of my heart, gently falling.

It turned out that it was really her, did she cry again beside him?

The corners of the lips taste bitter, not rich, but wrapped around the lips and tongue.

Whenever he brought her, it was not pleasure and happiness, he thought that she must have been in pain just now, and he knew very well the feeling of guilt.

"Shizi, Wuniangzi, she seems to be extremely concerned about you......" Rib carefully probed, observing Shizi's expression, in her cognition, Shizi seems to have an innate indifference to anyone, especially women.

Yu Feng didn't respond, his deep eyes were the emotions that couldn't be seen by ribs.

But at this time, someone from the palace entered the house to report: "Miss Jiang asks to see." ”

Rib was immediately overjoyed, and without waiting for Yu Feng to speak, he made his own assertion: "Hurry up, please." ”

Yu Feng raised his eyelids at this time, glanced at the ribbed lightly, and his smile seemed to have a bit of kind ridicule, but his tone was indifferent and ruthless: "Slow...... Let her wait in the flower hall. ”

This time, Rib's apprehension was very obvious, and he was silent for a few breaths, before he smiled: "It's the slave who has trespassed." ”

"You and Ah Wei are already good, and it is inevitable to be anxious for a while." Yu Feng didn't seem to care: "You talk to her first." ”

"But the prince ......" Rib is extremely hesitant, and the prince should understand that Ah Wei can't wait to come here, definitely not to catch up with her.

But Yu Feng had already turned around, pushed open the side door and went to the back court, ignoring the ribbed "but".

In front of the outer hall, the girl listened to the palace man's bland tone, her light chestnut eyes burst out with cold stubbornness, and she forced a step forward: "I heard that the prince has just given a needle, I want to go inside to take a look at him." ”

"The prince instructed the girl to wait in the flower hall." The palace man did not flinch, his eyes were slightly lowered, but his tone was very resolute.

"Get out of the way." Jiang Wei's eyebrows frowned slightly, although she was not domineering, her face was like frost.

"Girl, I'm just doing what I'm told."

A little farther away, Gray Du stood with his hands in his hands, wringing his thick black brows, looking at Jiang Wei's back, and was hesitating whether to step forward to stop him - he was a little tired of Mr. Qinggu, a daughter who did not understand the world, always so messing around and not knowing how to advance or retreat, when she was in Yizhou, she was still so arbitrary now, didn't she understand that the prince was deliberately estranged? Why stick to your own opinions and embarrass the palace people?

That is, for the sake of Mr. Qingya's face, he was polite to her.

Gray Du couldn't make up his mind, but fortunately, Rib came out in time, and he didn't know what to say to Jiang Wei, the two of them held hands and went to the flower hall on the side.

He was the prince's personal guard, and he was not qualified to enter the palace, but the queen mother had an order, and the prince was allowed to bring his own attendants, but despite this, the prince only brought him and ribs.

Thinking of before leaving, the clear sky was entangled, and the prince said lightly: "The men in the palace, except for the guards, are the inner servants, if you insist on accompanying the ......" The voice did not fall, and the clear sky ran wildly.

Gray Du tugged at the corners of his lips...... If he went back to tell the clear sky, the five mothers of the Su family also came to the Tangquan Palace together, and shared a room with the prince, and when he left, he seemed to have tears on his face...... I wonder if that kid will be curious? In short, he is curious right now, I don't know why Su Wu Niang is crying, and Shi Zi, do you know that Wu Niang has come to visit him? Listening to Rib Wen, the prince of the world has been asleep just now......

But since someone from the palace came forward and blocked Jiang Wei's driving, it means that the prince is sober now.

I really want to tell Shizi immediately that Su Wuniang has been here.

Gray Du's heart moved at will, and he glanced at the two women holding hands in the flower hall, and wanted to enter the dormitory, but he didn't want to just go to the bottom of the stairs, and he saw that the prince was dressed neatly and walked out, and he was stunned.

Yu Feng bowed slightly, but he didn't give him a chance to "gossip" and went to the flower hall.

After a moment, Rib retreated out of the flower hall, seemed to hesitate, and then gently covered the door, frowned, and walked over.