Chapter 47: Dreams

It's night.

Zhao Yi was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, the surroundings of the main hall were burning with soothing incense, and the four corners of the bright yellow bed were all python leaping clouds, and the white smoke curled up like a dream, so that everything around was shrouded in a haze.

He felt as if he had entered a very strange sensation, as if the soul had left his body and entered a strange state.

He stood in the center of the main hall, obviously it was still midnight, but now the sun was shining, and the east palace was surrounded by red ribbons and pasted with the word "happy", looking like he was going to get married.

He saw himself dressed in a red wedding dress, leading a man in, and worshipping heaven and earth, and the celebrant beside him shouted in a loud voice:

"Worship heaven and earthโ€”

The Second Worship Hallโ€”"

He looked at this scene with some stunnedness, and he ...... Married?

The picture turned again, and when I got to the happy room, this is the sycamore hall of the East Palace, and the outside of the hall is still full of sycamore trees.

He couldn't help but reach out to pull her to see who it was, but his hand pierced straight through the bride's red hijab.

It wasn't long before another one came in, and he gently lifted the hijab, and the person he had been thinking about day and night was the one he had been thinking about day and night.

He laughed a little self-deprecatingly, because he couldn't get it, so he dreamed like this?

He endured beside him, watching them rain and clouds, Li Baojia had a delicate and infinite expression, which he had never seen on her face.

His breathing slowly became a little short, and his beloved was in front of him, but he couldn't touch it, and this was the first time he felt jealous of the "he" in his dream.

He accompanies her day by day, watching her, and the days are neither fast nor slow.

He sometimes wondered, how could this dream be so long?

Gradually, he knew that she liked peaches, lychees, and all sweet snacks.

I like to read scripts, I like to study balms, and I think about some strange things to put on my body.

Her body was very white, and there was a small pink birthmark on the part of her neck near the shoulder bone, and she sometimes looked in the mirror and muttered that it was not beautiful, but he thought it was very cute.

After a while, "he" accepted a few new side concubines Liangdi into the palace, and according to the regulations, on the first day of entering the palace, he had to go to the side concubine's room to perform a round room ceremony.

"He" didn't go, but just went to have dinner comfortingly, and dealt with Cisse's military affairs in the study, and Huang Gonggong asked him if he wanted to talk to the crown princess.

"He" casually said no.

That night, she still waited for her to have dinner as usual, and after waiting for a long time, only one little eunuch came and said: "Your Royal Highness is eating at Concubine Su today, Niangniang doesn't have to wait." โ€

She smiled and said yes, rewarded the little eunuch who came to deliver the letter, and ate as usual.

But he noticed that she was eating less than usual.

She didn't even eat a few bites of her favorite peach soup.

When it was time to go to bed at night, she looked at the top of the bed in a bit of a daze, not knowing what she thought, but just sighed and closed her eyes.

Zhao Yi sat on the edge of the bed, the illusory shadow overlapped with her on the bed, it seemed to be intimate, his hand brushed between her eyebrows, and silently told her in his heart, don't be sad, he is in the study.

He didn't know why the dream was so real.

If it were him, he really wouldn't have explained it.

He has been a prince since he was a child, and he has never been in the mood to explain to others, nor has he ever loved anyone, and he never even imagined that she would be sad and sad.

Because in his eyes, whether he goes or not, whether he goes or not, is the right thing to do, and he doesn't need to explain it to anyone.

He didn't go, just because he didn't want to.

He was so obsessed with her that he couldn't even stand the smell of other women approaching him and covering her.

He stayed with her day after day, and in this deep mansion compound, he watched her smile gradually become less and less.

There are many rules here, you have to get up early every day, accept the invitation of the side concubine Liangyuan, and go to the palace every month to give tea to the queen mother.

The queen seemed to be dissatisfied with her, and embarrassed her every time, and she never told "him".

"He" didn't care about the things in the backyard either, he only came to her temple at night every day, and when he came, he just did that, and sometimes she wanted to talk to him about what happened during the day, but he dragged her and entangled her.

Over time, except for the moment in bed, they were like the most familiar strangers.

He was busy with government affairs during the day, and she never bothered, just quietly doing her duty.

"He" was so possessive of her that he didn't even allow her to go out at will.

Then suddenly for a while, she fell in love with swinging in an abandoned yard.

Because standing on this swing, swinging high, you can see the outside world, outside the wall, on that street, and occasionally there are pedestrians passing by with burdens.

Her smile gradually increased, and she took the trouble to swing the swing, sometimes for two or three hours at a time, as if she had completely forgotten the time.

But the good times didn't last long, and within a few days, none of the little peaches pushing the swing were steady, and she fell off the swing.

Zhao Yi was worried about trying to catch her, but it was in vain, she penetrated his body straight through.

Fortunately, it's not high, it's just a broken skin.

Zhao Yi sighed, and when "he" came in the evening, he saw that her hand was broken, so he asked the reason.

When she looked again the next day, the swing had been dismantled, and only two ropes were left to swing there in vain.

He saw her standing there in disbelief for a long time before he said to Xiao Tao, "Let's go." โ€

His heart was also uncomfortable for no reason, as if something was tugging at his heart.

This dull day lasted for a long, long time, and one night, when she had eaten more at night, she walked around to eliminate food, and somehow came to this courtyard again.

Then she saw two familiar figures inside, "he" and Concubine Su.

Su Ruhui tugged at "his" sleeve with tears in her eyes: "Didn't you say that you love me the most?" That Li Baojia is just my shield, and when you ascend the throne, everything she has now is mine! โ€

"Your Highness...... Have you forgotten that I once saved you when I was a child......"

She didn't hear the last, perhaps afraid of hearing more, so she turned and walked away quietly.

He frowned, obviously not thinking that what the woman said was true, because he knew very well that he would not say such a thing himself.

"He" shook off her hand in the next second and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, you used this incident when you were a child to wait for you here alone, just to talk nonsense?" โ€

He didn't listen any further, he was a little worried about her.

He went all the way back to her dormitory, but she was already lying down abnormally, he quietly approached her forehead, and in a blink of an eye, he glanced at the corners of her eyes, with tears on her face, and her body was still trembling.

Even though she couldn't see it, he held her tightly with his arms, his hands through her body, and they were tightly clasped together.

The next day, she developed a high fever, and she talked nonsense, and "he" came to see him many times, and the imperial doctor changed several batches.

She still didn't get better.

She is like a flower that needs to be carefully cared for, planted in an inappropriate place, gradually losing its vitality and withering in this corner of the palace wall.