560.Chapter 560 - I am not to blame for the past

White Snow, Red Plum, and him.

The falling snow fell in front of my eyes, dazzling my eyes, and the red plum blossoms in the snow opened brilliantly, which also made me have a moment of trance, this scene, so familiar, so familiar......

It seems that once, also in this place, is also surrounded by snow, and it is also a brilliant red plum tree like a flame burning in the snow, and it is also this man who stands in front of me and takes me to enjoy the red plum tree.

However, in a blink of an eye, the red of those plum blossoms changed.

It turned into a blood red, as if the blood that passed from my body that night, with the deepest temperature in my heart, and the life of that child, flowed out of my body little by little, irretrievably passed, I only felt that the blood in my whole body was cold, standing in the snow, getting colder and colder, colder and colder.

My fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

No matter what I have experienced in this life, and what I will experience in the future, that night is always my heart, no matter what I thought the past was forgotten, I can face it without love or hate, but what I experienced on that night was an indelible pain in my life.

"Do you remember here?"

That familiar voice rang out and pulled me back from that night.

I looked up blankly and met the pair of dark pupils, although they were black, like a bottomless deep pool, there were no ripples, and the deep pool seemed to be frozen into ice.

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I didn't speak, he didn't speak, and the two of them just stood.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and I don't know how long it took, my fingertips were already so cold that I couldn't feel anything, and there was a thin layer of snow on my shoulders and on the top of my head, and he frowned slightly: "Is it cold?" ā€

I still didn't speak, but I was shaking enough to hear my teeth cracking.

He walked towards me, and as he walked, he took off his coat and draped it on my shoulders, and the heavy coat fell on my shoulders with his smell, and suddenly a burst of warmth hit, but I subconsciously shivered, and before I could speak, he had already said: "In this way, it will not be cold." ā€

Indeed, it's not cold.

There was even a residue of his body temperature in his coat, and his smell was mellow around me, but the clothes were so heavy that there was an illusion that they were going to crush me.

I felt that my breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and my voice was also very low when I spoke, as if I was very tired: "Thank you for the emperor's grace, Weichen is afraid." ā€

His breathing also sank, but he didn't speak immediately, but he had a suppressed feeling, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "I brought you here, do you remember this place?" ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Remember. ā€

I looked up at the splendid red plum tree, the same scenery that he had once visited, the same snow, the same brilliant red plum, even people.

It's just that the state of mind is completely different.

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand to caress the rough and winding branches, and said slowly: "At that time, you also-I specially brought you over to relax and enjoy the plum blossoms. There is a plum branch that blooms very well, and I also ordered someone to break it down and send it to Fangcaotang to insert a bottle for you. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Wechen remembered. ā€

He looked back at me, "Young baby, I—"

Before I finished speaking, I had already walked up, stood beside him and looked at the winding branches, and said softly: "So, this plum branch has never grown again." ā€

His face froze slightly, and he looked up to see that the place where the branch was broken at the beginning, and the place next to it had grown new branches, and it was also full of plum blossoms, but the place where it was broken was still bare, and it never grew again.

His face sank, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

I was still standing in front of him, silently took off the robe on my body, carefully served it in front of him, and said calmly: "The emperor still has to take care of the dragon's body, it's okay for Weichen to be cold, and it won't be cold when I get to the imperial study." ā€

He didn't reach for it, only to hear him grind his teeth.

My hand holding my coat trembled slightly, but my face was still as calm and calm as possible - I didn't know that my persistence would make him angry, nor did I know what he would do to me when he got angry, I had been like this for so many years, I wasn't afraid of fighting, but now, there are fewer and fewer things to hold onto.

Pei Yuanzhen is right, there are some things, things are man-made!

He looked at me silently, as if suppressing the anger in his body, after a long time, he raised his hand, I subconsciously took a step back, but his hand did not rise, but reached under the thick coat, touched the back of my cold hand, the skin ironing gave birth to a scorching temperature, his voice was a little strangely hoarse, and said: "I, I know, you have a very unsatisfactory life in the past." ā€

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"I also know that you have suffered a lot over the years."

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"But the past is gone."

The deliberate gentleness, and the scorching temperature of my palm, made my heart tremble, and I raised my head to look at him, looked at those bottomless eyes, and suddenly understood.

These words were not for Yue Qingying.

I know very well that he doesn't believe Pei Yuanzhen's words, before the state banquet in the main hall, he must have investigated my affairs clearly, otherwise he would not accompany Shen Rou and them to play that play; He didn't want Shen Rou to interrogate me, but he just wanted me to be forced by the Shen family to have no way back and admit that qiē. It's just that he didn't expect Pei Yuanzhen to suddenly appear and say those words, he didn't want to turn his face with the eldest princess, so he acquiesced to everything she said.

However, it is only a tacit acquiescence, not a belief.

These words, he did not say to Yue Qingying, but to the person who should have enjoyed the glory of the world and been pampered in every way, but finally fell into the whirlpool of fate and suffered a lot.

For some reason, my whole body was already cold, but at this time, a hot sour feeling came up, and my eyes suddenly turned red.

His hand was still holding my hand under his robe: "I am not to blame for the past." Whatever you've done, I don't blame you. ā€

I looked up at him - was the past to blame?

At this time, he said to me, "The past is not to blame"?

Suddenly there was an indescribable feeling, and I almost laughed, but at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the other end of the quiet palace wall: "Hey, you wait for me!" Light cold! ā€

As soon as I heard that name, my whole body trembled, and when I turned my head along the voice, I saw a familiar figure standing at the fork in the road at the other end of the palace wall, a cyan robe was not heavy, maybe because he was too thin, standing in the snow even had a feeling of isolation, and a thin layer of snow fell on his shoulders, and the blue and white set off his eyes as clear as a mirror, but the look in his eyes was indescribably chaotic.

It seems that I don't know whether it's joy or sadness, and I don't even have the temperature, I just look at it in a daze.

Look at us.

My heart sank.

Pei Yuanhao also saw him, but he didn't speak, his face was as cold as ever, but a red figure ran over from the side, it was Pei Yuanzhen, and grabbed him: "What are you running, what do I ask you?" ā€

As she tugged, a few books in Qinghan's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he himself hurriedly lowered his head and picked up the books in the snow as if he had suddenly woken up.

What else did Pei Yuanzhen have to say, she saw us in a blink of an eye, and when her eyes fell on the hands of me and Pei Yuanhao wrapped under the robe, a happy smile appeared on her face, and she immediately walked over with a smile: "Brother Huang, Lord Yue, it turns out that you are here to enjoy the plums?" ā€

Liu Qinghan picked up the book on the ground, also walked over, lowered his head and said, "Weichen meets the emperor." ā€

Pei Yuanhao looked at the two of them, the corners of his mouth hooked up a silent smile, so calm as if nothing had happened, but no matter how my hand under the coat struggled to retract, he grabbed it hard, my face turned pale, and I gritted my teeth and struggled twice, but he grabbed it tighter.

Pei Yuanhao smiled without changing his face and said, "On such a cold day, the royal sister is still running around like this?" ā€

Pei Yuanzhen glanced at my pale face again, and said with a smile: "The courtier sister saw that Mr. Qinghan was so cold on such a cold day, and she still carried the collection into the palace, and asked him what he was doing, he said that the emperor summoned him into the palace, and he rushed in without even listening to the words of the courtier's sister, and thought that there was something big, why did the imperial brother and Lord Yue relax here." ā€

Pei Yuanhao smiled faintly: "It's not a big deal." ā€

"Since it's not a big deal, then later, my sister wants to go to the horse farm to ride a horse, and there is no one to accompany her, so I want him to accompany her. Will the royal brother let him go? ā€

The light cold complexion was originally dark and healthy, but at this time it was almost as pale as paper, and the whole person was as cold as a statue carved from ice and snow. Pei Yuanhao looked at him and said with a smile: "Liu Qing." ā€

"Wechen is here."

"I canonized you as the captain of the light car, and you can't live all day long with just some ancient books."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Be. ā€

"Later, I will accompany the princess to the horse farm to try the horse."

"Wechen obeys."

"Okay, you go to the imperial study and wait now, and I'll be here immediately."

"Yes."

Agreeing to this, Liu Qinghan seemed to want to raise his head, but hesitated, and after all, he didn't look up at us again, just saluted, and turned away.

Pei Yuanzhen stood in place, looking at his back, still with a warm smile on his face, and waited until the back disappeared into the wind and snow, then turned around to look at us, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your grace." ā€

After saying that, he also turned around and left.

In the snow, only me and him were left.

This time, the heavy coat and his warm hands did not warm my cold fingers, I stood there, only to feel completely cold, as if I had lost consciousness, I don't even know when the clothes were taken from my hands by him, but when I came back to my senses, he had already draped the coat over my shoulders again.

"That way, it won't be cold."

I shuddered and looked back at the slightly curled corners of his lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a patch of snow was falling.