"So—" Mu Zhen curiously poked the almost transparent little old man the size of a palm, and said, "These are book spirits?"

"Presumptuous!

Seeing her fingers go straight through the little man's body, Mu Zhen automatically ignored this little old man who was blowing his beard and staring, and he was only more surprised in his heart.

"Can anyone else see these book spirits?"

"Huh. The boss glanced at Xiaoxiao, who was sitting quietly reading a book, and raised his eyebrows, "Ordinary people naturally can't see them." “

"Xiaoxiao is an ancient beast, and it's not surprising to see this. “

"Hmm. Mu Zhen naturally knew Xiaoxiao's identity, the ancient beast, although she didn't know what the specific ancient beast was, but now she was a little surprised to hear the boss say it.

"Boss, you can also read these book spirits?"

"Me?" The boss was stunned for a moment, and shook his head a little funny, "I'm human, so naturally I can't see it." “

"Huh, what about me?"

"You're human, but—" The boss suddenly stopped his voice, smiling a little mysteriously, "and you'll understand." “

"Oops, boss, how can you do that?"

Mu Zhen looked at the boss lying in front of the counter, feeling a little depressed, no matter how coquettish she was, the boss refused to say a word.

Xiaoxiao, who had been quietly reading books from beginning to end, couldn't count on it.

"Excuse me—"

An old, slightly trembling voice suddenly came.

The three of them followed the prestige, and it was an old woman who was over sixty years old, with gray hair, but neatly dressed and elegant in temperament.

"Here, where is it?"

Looking at the puzzled and slightly frightened expression, it didn't look like a fake.

"Distinguished guest, I am the owner of this bookstore. The boss walked up to the old lady and smiled gently, "I don't know what to call you?"

"The bookstore. The old lady was still a little puzzled, but she seemed to be relieved, and her expression relaxed: "My surname is Wang." “

"Oh, old lady Wang. The boss led Mrs. Wang to a table and motioned for her to sit down, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, why did you ask that just now?"

“...... What can I say?" Mrs. Wang sat there, looked down and thought for a moment, and then explained, "I don't know why I'm here, well, I should say that I don't know how I got here at all, I just remember, um...... I was supposed to be at home, uh, then, then...... Belch. “

"I'm sorry, I can't remember it at all. “

Can't remember?

The boss looked at Mrs. Wang at a loss, and had some doubts in his heart.

"Could it be Alzheimer's?"

Mu Zhen muttered quietly, and she didn't know if the old lady heard it or something, and glanced at her.

"So ......"

Shinoshi walked up to the old lady and sat down across from her.

"Only bookstores?"

"Did you only come in because you only saw the bookstore?"

Inexplicable words, the boss and Mu Zhen who listened were a little dazed, but the old lady seemed to understand, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in her cloudy eyes.

"Not bad. “

In that kind of dark place, she didn't know how long she walked, and all that accompanied her was fear, confusion, and darkness...... The feeling of being alone made her desperate...... And then, and then I saw this bookstore.

“...... That's right. Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, was silent for a moment, took out a book, raised her hand and patted the old lady without hesitation.

“......“

"Xiaoxiao!"

"She—Why did she disappear?" Mu Zhen's eyes widened, and she pointed to the seat where the old lady disappeared with a look of horror.

"Because—" Xiaoxiao looked up at the two of them, her face flat, "She's dead." “

"Dead, dead, dead?"

How so?

"It's because of that person's desire that pulls her that that's why she's here. “

"That person?"

The boss looked at Shinoxiao with a thoughtful expression.

"Xiu Niang!" The young man laughed, and he was as warm as jade, "I won the eighth place in the Luzhou Mansion test." “

The person on the other side of the garden seemed to smile, and his voice was delicate and beautiful, "That Xiuniang congratulated Zheng Lang." “

It's just—

"Zheng Lang. On the other side of the wall, Xiu Niang sighed softly again, crouched down and pushed a self-portrait through a small hole in the corner. "The other day, I heard a conversation between my father and my brother...... It's about to be our family going south, well, we should be settling in Nachuzhou......"

"On this scroll is a self-portrait painted by myself, in the future, I will not be by Zheng Lang's side, you can also take this comfort. “

"Why did Xiuniang move her family south? But what happened to the family?"

"Zheng Lang, don't ask any more, if yes, if Zheng Lang can win the champion in the future, he hasn't forgotten Xiuniang by then, so go to Chuzhou to find me." “

“...... Xiu Niang. The young man suppressed all kinds of doubts in his heart, thought about it, reached out and untied the hibiscus jade pendant he was wearing closely, and handed it over from the small hole in the corner, "You can take this, well, the bento is, it should be a token of love between you and me, and I will definitely go to Chuzhou to find you in the future with the title of the gold list." “

"You must wait for me. “

"Well, I'll be waiting for you. “

It's agreed, if you don't marry me, I won't marry.

In 842 A.D., Zheng Hao was named after the gold list from Xiangmen, and he was the champion of high school. After ascending to the throne, he was appointed as the right pick-up, and the edict was awarded to the doctor of Yinqing Guanglu, and he worshiped the king of light.

"Your Royal Highness the King of Light, there is still something wrong with this matter. “

The man who spoke had a smooth and fair face, his inky black hair was loosely tied behind his head with a bamboo hairpin, and he was dressed in a white gown, with only black silk threads embroidered with pieces of fish patterns on the cuffs.

"Then what does Fengzheng think this king should do?"

"Those eunuchs are now arrogant, but they are divided into confrontations, why don't Your Highness take advantage of it and gradually disintegrate from within. “

"Hahaha! Very good, very good!"

The person who is called Fengzheng is Zheng Hao, and Fengzheng is his character.

Wuzong was on the throne, but it was the eunuch Qiu Shiliang who controlled the court, and the kings everywhere were already dissatisfied, but the emperors in the dark did not know that it was a matter of time before the world changed hands.

In 846 AD, Wuzong was poisoned by eunuchs in the palace, and his uncle Li Chen, the king of Guangguang, succeeded to the throne and was called Xuanzong.

In 849 A.D., Zheng Hao became a bachelor of Hanlin and became a scholar.

"Xiuniang, now that the eunuchs and thieves have been eliminated and the world is stable, it is time for me to fulfill my original promise. Zheng Hao, who was already in his prime, looked at the delicate woman in the painting with obsessive eyes, a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart, "After so many years, are you still waiting for me?"

The government stipulates that the women of the family should get married in the year of their lives. Now, Xiuniang has passed the flowery years, and Zheng Hao is afraid that she has already become a wife.

Thinking about it, he sighed silently, rubbing the white jade carved hibiscus pendant in his hand - this is what Xiuniang secretly put in the picture scroll.

Thinking about it, the two of them are also a bit coincidental, and what they gave to each other was a hibiscus pendant, which happened to make a pair.

Xiu Niang...... Xiu Niang......

Wait for me!

At that time, Lu Xiu, who was far away in Chuzhou, was standing in front of the window, looking in the direction of Chang'an City.

Her father and mother and brother have been urging her to find a good family every day since she and her husband have been urging her to find a good family and get married earlier, but she has been delaying it again and again, until now there are fewer and fewer people who come to the door to propose marriage, and she only feels sad in her heart.

Brother Tuo brought news about that person in Chang'an City, until he heard that he had not yet married a wife, although he was relieved, he was still a little uneasy in his heart.

"Zheng Lang, don't forget ......"

Don't want to, bear me.

In 850 AD, Zheng Hao was summoned as a concubine and married the imperial daughter Princess Wanshou as his wife.

In the same year, he was worshiped as the captain of the horse, and was promoted to the middle scholar and the waiter of the Ministry of Rites.

"Zheng Lang—"

"The lower official is busy, princess, please go back. “

Princess Wanshou looked at the man in front of her, who still looked indifferent, with a little mist in her eyes, but she still had a gentle smile on her face, and gently put the hot porridge in her hand aside, "In this way, the concubine will not disturb Zheng Lang." “

It wasn't until Princess Wanshou left the study that Zheng Hao raised his eyes to look at the bowl of hot porridge on the table.

He had already sent a letter to Chuzhou, saying that he would marry Miss Lu in the near future. After taking leave to the emperor, he hit the horse all the way, but when he arrived in Zhengzhou, he was intercepted by the official document of Zhongshu Province, and the hall post was personally sealed by Prime Minister Bai Minzhong, and the letter only asked him to return quickly, but did not mention anything about it.

I just don't want to, but after returning to Beijing, I will wait for a holy decree to marry the princess!

The decree cannot be violated, but how can he be willing?

But he was unwilling, and he could only marry the princess, but the princess had never touched her since she entered the mansion, let alone give her a good face for a day.

It's just, Xiuniang...... I'm afraid I'm going to lose her in this life.

Emperor Xuan Xu felt guilty about Zheng Hao, and promoted him many times during his reign, even the excerpts he submitted to frame the prime minister also laughed off.

In 860 AD, Zheng Hao died of depression and pain.

"Is Zheng Lang still blaming the concubine now?" Princess Wanshou looked at the haggard and thin man on the couch who was tormented by illness, and her eyes were red, "It's me who separated Zheng Lang and the person on the picture scroll, and it should be me if I want retribution!"

Thinking about that time, she secretly glanced at the gentle and elegant Lang Jun behind the screen, and with just one glance, she recognized him.

Even when he learned that he had a marriage contract with Fan Yang Lu's young lady, he still begged his father to grant him a marriage.

"Does Zheng Lang hate me so far?"

On the sickbed, Zheng Hao's eyes moved, looking at the princess with a painful face, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her voice was hoarse but as indifferent as ever, "The princess is still young...... When I die, don't be widowed...... If he meets someone who is good for him, he will remarry. “

"Remarry!" Princess Wanshou looked at him with a sad face, and her voice was a little desperate, "You actually asked me to remarry?"

"Is it really so ruthless?"

"What should you know...... I owe her a lot, I'm sorry for her......"

"What about me?" Princess Wanshou interrupted him, it was really heartbreaking, "It's my fault, but after so many years, we torture each other...... Isn't Zheng Lang a concubine?"

"Zheng Lang! You say, you say!"

"Are you really worthy of me?"

His ears were filled with the desperate cries of Princess Wanshou, Zheng Hao's heart was a little moved, but his face was indifferent, he closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.

Get along day and night, even the hardest heart should melt, Zheng Hao has already fallen in love with the gentle and virtuous Princess Wanshou. Only his guilt for Xiuniang tormented him day by day, and he was happy with the princess, but he didn't want to admit it.

He must have lost two women......

A few days later, Zheng Hao passed away, but he still held the white jade carved hibiscus pendant tightly in his hand.

It's really affectionate.

It's really heartless.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Princess Wanshou's mouth, but tears still fell down her cheeks.

During the filial piety period, Princess Wanshou stood in front of the concubine who was seven or eight points similar to the person in the painting, looking at her slightly bulging belly, feeling a little uncomfortable, but she still took the person to the temple in the mountain. The following year, the concubine gave birth to Zheng Hao's posthumous son.

Princess Wanshou sent someone to kill the concubine, raised the child under her knees, claimed to be her own, and named it Zheng Taoguang.

And the year after Zheng Hao's death, a nun in a temple also died in zazen.

"Hate?"

"Resentful?"

"Say what you want...... Just give me your dreams......"

"I hate!"

"I resent!"

"I'm going to let her live in remorse for the rest of her life. “

May she die with guilt for me every lifetime...... Until I let go of the hatred in my heart......

"As you wish. “

"It is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a marriage. That princess of longevity also provoked karma by herself. The boss supported his chin with his hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "This is the evil fruit of her own planting, and she can't complain about others." “

"The reincarnation of that princess in this life can be found after death. “

"After seeing that person, he should have let go of the resentment in his heart. Xiaoxiao thought about it and wrote down the person's name - Lu Xiu.

The old lady Wang, who was far away in the ward, drew a tear from the corner of her eye and passed away abruptly.

I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......