Chapter 40: Meeting
At the end of the banquet, when everyone was dispersing, a white figure quickly shuttled behind the tree, and the night sky of black and green was like a fog, enchanting and weird.
At night, the quiet stars hang high, one by one shining with dazzling light, Meiwu walks on the path of the imperial garden, looking up at the stars, and her mother says to herself during her lifetime that every star has its own destiny, one slips and the other rises, heralding the end of life.
The witty starry sky is full of starlight, and this night is destined to be so beautiful.
At the end of the banquet, Mei Wu dismissed Ruo'er and the others, and walked around the huge imperial garden alone, and it has been a few months since he entered the palace, covering his abdomen with his hands, and his heirs are also pregnant here, fate has always implicated them, and the smile on the corner of his lips gradually faded the sadness of his eyebrows.
The Imperial Garden is very large, the path is long, winding and winding, and the scenery on both sides is indescribable, and it is pleasant for a moment.
Unconsciously detoured to the front of the Suting Pavilion, the closed door was heavily shelved by the world, and stood for a long time, staring at the silk hanging on the door plaque, the snow-white satin was spotless and elegant, and the elegant dance with the wind. If I remember correctly, what does this satin, when it passed by last time, not appear, but now hanging outside the perennially closed palace gate?
Thinking about it, the long brocade fell in an instant, and Mai Mai stepped forward, slowly stretched out her arm, and the brocade fell on Mai Mai's wrist.
Look carefully at this brocade, you will find that the difference of this brocade is its delicate and ingenious handwork, light gold wire border, if you do not pay attention to it will not find that this close to pure white silk thread will be golden, fine lines twisted and winding, are embroidered with high-quality silk.
Who is such a skillful embroidery, and what does it mean to hang here?
Reach out and stroke that delicate long satin, silky touch, delicate and soft.
"It's late at night, I can't imagine that the queen is still so Yaxing, strolling around this long empty Suting Pavilion."
Mei Wu suddenly turned around, who is it? The sudden sound behind him unconsciously made the dance more vigilant.
Xiahou Jie, dressed in white, stood under the willow tree, the black green silk was only held by a hosta, and his burning eyes revealed incomprehensible profundity.
"Brother??" Seeing the visitor, Mei Wu relaxed and wondered: "My brother came here late at night, what is the so-called matter?" ”
Xiahou Jie stepped forward and came to the front of the dance, put his upper hand behind his back, and clenched it into a fist.
With a smile in his eyes, he said: "I just feel that I can't talk to my sister at this banquet, and my sister must also care about my father's body, so I came to see you." ”
Looking at Xiahou Jie standing in front of him, Mei Wu couldn't tell what was wrong, but he felt a little different from the gentle brother in the past.
"I wonder how Daddy is now, and there is still no sign of waking up?" Mei Wu frowned, Daddy has been in a coma for a month now, if it is like this for a long time, even if Daddy wakes up, his body is not as good as before, and he is always worried.
Seeing that Mei Wu's face was worried, Xia Houjie raised his hand to support Mei Wu's shoulders and said, "Don't worry about Wu'er, your brother is here for these things, you can relax, and your brother will help you bear it when the sky falls." ”
"Flutter ......" When Wu Wu heard Xiahou Jie's words, she immediately covered her lips and smiled: "What did my brother say?" How could the sky fall? If it really collapses, my brother just goes to protect my sister-in-law, and I, of course, have the emperor to protect me. ”
After listening to the joke of the dance, Xiahou Jie's heart was half cold, and his expression was also rigorous: "Wu'er, is the emperor good to you?" ”
"Good. Brother don't worry about dancing. Mei Wu replied with a smile, and only he understood the bitterness in his heart at this time.
"Really?" Xiahou Jie's eyes were extremely serious, "Then why is it rumored in the palace that the queen has fallen out of favor?" ”
Mei Wu frowned, and his face was a little ugly: "Who said that, my brother also said that this is a rumor, the so-called rumor stops at the wise, the emperor is very good to me, my brother can rest assured, Wu'er is very happy." ”
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