The atmosphere was inevitably awkward, they should have met in a clean and tidy palace, poured each other a cup of tea, walked among the bright corridors, and enjoyed the hibiscus that bloomed after the rain. But now it was gray everywhere, and two young men and girls with marriage contracts sat on the ground, looking at each other, unable to speak.

Xia Xiao looked at Ji Yunying, thinking about why she didn't blame herself. Ji Yunying's hand has never reached outside the palace, nor has she ever helped Xia Xiao, but the two years of waiting have been a great support. If he had known earlier, Xia Xiao would probably have been tempted.

Holding the book, Ji Yunying shook his head, like a delicate willow branch.

The book says, but those who are sufficient are willing to wait for the vicissitudes of life. I can't wait that long, but I'll be able to see you back. ”

Xia Xiao choked, he was most afraid that someone would do this to him, but he couldn't reciprocate. From the moment he engraved the barren pattern, he was destined to fail some people.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to ask you for anything. Our names used to be written on the same piece of paper, and that was enough. ”

At the beginning, when she knew that she would be promised to Xia Xiao, Ji Yunying didn't ask the people around her what Xia Xiao looked like, but secretly rejoiced. At least in their lifetime, some people are willing to want themselves, and they will not dislike themselves because of a disease. Now that her body is getting weaker and weaker, she won't insist that Xia Xiao execute the marriage letter, as long as she remembers it herself, Xia Xiao is happy.

Xia Xiao looked at her soft eyes, and couldn't imagine how lonely she was. For many years, she has been alone, writing her joys and sorrows in poetry, immersing herself in the sea of books. She numbed herself, and in fifteen years she read all the poems in the library and turned them into the most tender poems in the world.

"What is it?"

Ji Yunying shook her head.

"Can't diagnose it. ”

"I'll take you to Shu Shuang, whose healing skills have been recognized by the Pope. ”

Pursing her dry lips, Ji Yunying still shook her head.

"No need to go, really not. ”

Ji Yunying didn't want to see Shu Shuang, not because she took Xia Xiao away, but because she wished her happiness. I heard that the members of the head church have a compassionate heart, and Shu Shuang will definitely feel pity when she sees herself. But Ji Yunying doesn't want it, she just knows it herself.

Standing up, Ji Yunying can only watch so much today, and the rest can only be seen tomorrow.

Seeing her bending over, Xia Xiao helped her put the books on the ground back on the shelves, but the one in her hand, Ji Yunying didn't let go.

"I can leave ...... first"

"You can't finish reading a book. ”

Saying that, although Ji Yunying was extremely reluctant, she still put the "Silk Tape" in her hand back to its original place. This ancient book of poetry has not been opened for a long time, and when it is read early in the morning, it will be returned to its place again, and no one will ask about it again.

"Let's go. ”

Ji Yunying walked in front, with green silk mixed with snowflakes that shouldn't exist. Her steps are light, like a falling hibiscus flower, tossing and turning in the air, but when the flower lands, it also means death.

"Let's go first. ”

Ji Yunying glanced back at Xia Xiao and walked down the stairs without the slightest hesitation.

Xia Xiao watched her leave, and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She is so understanding, it is better to have a good body, so even if she makes a big fuss with herself, Xia Xiao will not take it to heart.

"Third Young Master, I found it for you. ”

The old guardian couldn't help but be curious when he saw Xia Xiao standing at the top of the stairs.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Xiao, who retracted his gaze, had a somewhat bad face, but he shook his head to signal that it was okay and took the extremely thick ancient book.

"So many?"

"Naturally not. ”

The old man flipped through, looking for the words of the person who had come from afar. Xia Xiao stood aside, also staring at the many prophecies. Many were overlooked by him, but there were also some that he noticed.

The battle of the gods, the Netherworld, these names are not very magnificent in Xia Xiao's eyes, they are just easy to read. But this language is really much......

Half an hour later, Xia Xiao was about to give up. If you can't find the answer here, go to Ning Seminary to find it. But the old man has been guarding the library for so many years, and his concentration is extraordinary, and half an hour has passed, and the old man is surprised:

"Found it!"

Xia Xiao didn't expect that there really was, but the words stored on the last few pages of the whole book were only two short lines, which were sloppy and didn't end before they began. Which prophecy was not a long one? I wish to write all the prophets' mothers, but there are only the following two sentences when it comes from afar.

After the Lord of the Spiritual Pact created the Spiritual Pact, he prophesied:

The vision of heaven and earth, the roar of the thunder dragon, and the arrival of the otherworldly from afar.

After that, there are no superfluous words, not even more punctuation. Xia Xiao flipped a few more pages, helpless for a while. Others are missing a piece of reading, leaving a suspense, it's good to be yourself, just such a sentence, what can you see from this?

If you don't see Ji Yunying today, it's really in vain.

"Senior, Xia Xiao has resigned!"

Xia Xiao saluted and walked down the stairs. Lord of the Pact...... It is indeed great that he was able to create a great spiritual contract, but what does he mean by prophesying this?

If you don't understand it, you don't think about it anymore. Xia Xiao walked out of the library pavilion, it was still empty, and Ji Yunying also walked away.

Probably because of the apology in his heart, Xia Xiao looked left and right, and when he saw that there was no one, he was ready to leave. Walking down the steps, Xia Xiao hesitated for a long time, whether he should go to find Ji Yunying. Her emaciated figure when she walked down the stairs, and the sound of coughing inadvertently, made Xia Xiao's heart ache faintly. But what should I say after we meet?

Finally sighed, Xia Xiao walked towards the outside of the palace, let's go back.

In the distance, behind a red pillar, Ji Yun covered his mouth and nose, holding his breath. What ordinary people can do, but it is extremely difficult for her to do, and she gasps for breath at this time. When the maid next to her saw it, she exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly came to help.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

"Go and call the Imperial Doctor. ”

There were tears in her eyes, and they fell to the ground along her cheeks.

Under the tulle bed tent, Ji Yunying's pale little hand leaned on the small stool beside the bed, and the elderly imperial doctor took the pulse for a long time, and when he got up, his face was ugly, and his voice trembled.

"Holy Lord, Her Royal Highness the princess's condition has worsened, and I am afraid that time is short. ”

"When?"

"The hibiscus at the door fell. ”

Ji Yi's face was painful, and with a wave of his hand, the imperial doctor retreated.

Standing beside the bed, he put his bloodless little hand into the quilt. Ji Yi couldn't bear to look at her pale little face anymore, and walked out of the room angrily.

"Who let the princess go to the library?"

With an angry roar, the eunuchs and maids all knelt down and bowed their heads. Listening to that voice, the saint was angry, the saint was angry, and the face was red.

"From now on, the princess cannot be allowed to leave the room for half a step. Violators, behead!"

After that, Ji Yi and Mu Gonggong left in a hurry. Ji Yunying's body and bones were already weak, and he couldn't blow a cool breeze, and it had just rained yesterday, and he climbed the ladder to enter the library? Fortunately, the hibiscus blooms in the middle of summer, and now it blooms early. That said, there are only a few months left.

In her sleep, she could hear the sounds around her. She didn't want to make the royal brother angry, the imperial brother had to deal with state affairs every day, and he was tired enough.

On this trip, Yi Yi's mood will be affected, so he will have to deal with a few fewer things, and he will have to stay up late at night. I heard Father-in-law Mu say that the royal brother goes to bed whenever the time is almost over, and when the time comes, he changes his clothes and gets up. She felt sorry for her royal brother, but it was a pity that she couldn't take care of him by his side.

Things like climbing a ladder into the library pavilion are actually rarely done by Ji Yunying, only when she was a child, she liked it very much. Even when I was a child, I had a lot of energy, even if I was sick. But she hasn't been there for many years, but she really wants to go today, like the hibiscus flowers at the door, it wasn't the time to bloom, but a few flowers still bloomed sparsely.

Her mind gradually blurred, and she remembered her childhood. At that time, the father and mother were still there, and in the middle of summer, they sat beside the blooming hibiscus flowers, playing in the water.

There are not many opportunities like that, just once, but it has existed in Ji Yunying's mind for more than ten years. Four years ago, when a wedding letter was delivered to her, this gentle princess who had just fallen in love held her in her arms and was happy for a long time.

Afterwards, he told the imperial brother that he was very happy today, had a good appetite, and drank two bowls of porridge.

The past came to mind for a moment, and then it was abruptly interrupted, and it became a myriad of poems she had read.

The peach and plum are more charming before the wind, and the willow is more gentle. Summoning sheng songs and rotten swimming. Don't worry about it.

The end of the world is gentle when you see it. Thin should be thin because of this, and shame is also shame.

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