In the teahouse, Du Zhenghai listened to Mo Shuiling's maid Xiuju say: "As the personal maid of the Lingfei Niangniang, the confidant, the matter between the mother and Du Gongzi, the slave and maid are the most clear......"

He couldn't help but be a little frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "Embroidery girl, there are some things that you can't say nonsense!" ……”

Xiu Ju smiled, "Why should Du Gongzi be afraid." If the slave maid is really the kind of person who is unreliable, Niangniang will not send the slave maid here to bring a letter for Du Gongzi. ”

Du Zhenghai's dim eyes trembled with a touch of stunning brilliance, and he said in a trembling voice: "What letter?" ……”

Xiuju took out a brocade book from her bosom and handed it over carefully.

Du Zhenghai took it and opened it, only to see that on the pink letterhead, there were a little books full of fly-headed letters, but what was written was a poem by Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, [Crying in the Dark Night]:

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried;

Helplessly, the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening.

rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when is it heavy;

Since people grow and hate water......

Du Zhenghai chanted silently, unconsciously covered with a thin layer of mist in front of him; In the hazy eyes of tears, Mo Shuiling's beautiful and sad face emerged.

Since separating from Mo Shuiling, Du Zhenghai has been frustrated and melancholy, often borrowing wine to get drunk, and occasionally filling the emptiness with some poems and songs when he is bored.

Among them, his favorite is Li Yu's "Cry in the Dark Night".

Now seeing Mo Shuiling's words, he can't help but feel excited, and his thoughts are full of thoughts. Self-reflection: The poet Li Shangyin of the former dynasty once said in the poem [Untitled]: "The body has no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart has a spirit and a little understanding" - and isn't it just like this heart-to-heart and heart-to-heart connection between himself and Mo Shuiling?

But he is such a confidante, but he has a deep relationship with himself and misses it...... Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel sad about it.

Xiu Ju looked at him with deep eyes, and said softly: "Du Gongzi, what's wrong with you?" ”

Du Zhenghai came back to his senses, his eyes blinked with mist and mist, and he said dumbly: "It's nothing ......."

Xiu Ju's eyebrows lowered slightly, and she sighed lightly: "The slave understands Du Gongzi's mood at this time. Tomorrow, the concubine will go to Xiangguo Temple to see the incense, get up at the third quarter of the first day of the Chen, and turn around at two o'clock in the afternoon. If Du Gongzi is interested, he can go to the temple in advance to wait, and the mother has something to say to Du Gongzi. ”

Du Zhenghai has been experiencing countless blows and setbacks since he was a child, and gradually became insensitive, indifferent to everything; It seemed that nothing could make any more waves in his heart.

At this time, after listening to Xiuju's words, he felt that his heart was beating wildly again, his face was hot and hot, and it seemed that the blood around his body was rushing to his head in an instant.

His lips quirmed bitterly, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, so he just nodded in a complicated way......

Early in the morning into the ancient temple, the first sun shines on the high forest.

The bamboo path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep.

The mountain light is pleasing to the birds, and the pond shadow is empty.

All the sounds are silent, only the sound of the bell chime is heard.

The next day was three quarters of the first month. The princess Mo Shuiling was accompanied by embroidered chrysanthemums, Caiping and other personal maids, escorted by the palace guards, and a cadre of people left the palace and came to the Daxiangguo Temple outside the capital.

According to all the established procedures, seeing that the incense was finished, she turned her face and asked the maid Xiuju beside her: "What time is it?" ”

Xiuju lowered her eyebrows and said: "Qi Yu Niangniang, it's time to hand over now." ”

Concubine Ling then said to the presiding officer of Xiangguo Temple: "It's still early, I want to go around casually and enjoy the beautiful scenery in the temple, I don't know what the master thinks?" ”

Quit said: "Niang Niang is too polite." Our temple is poor and secluded, and it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, as long as the concubine does not dislike it. ”

Concubine Ling smiled and said, "Master's words are serious. ”

Quit hated and folded his hands and said: "So, mother, please!" ”

Concubine Ling was accompanied by several maids such as Xiuju and Caiping, and went around Xiangguo Temple.

In fact, where is Concubine Ling's Yaxing to watch the scenery, she is only on Du Zhenghai, and her heart is only uneasy.

Xiuju knew Niangniang's intentions, so she said: "Niangniang, are you tired?" Why don't we sit down in this little pavilion first? ”

Concubine Ling nodded understandingly, and said to Caiping and the other maids, "You guys should retreat first." ”

Retreating left and right, Xiuju helped Concubine Ling to sit down on the wooden bench in the small pavilion.

It is late spring, the garden is full of purples and thousands of reds, competing for beauty, pear blossoms are like snow, and the falling flowers are colorful; The green water swayed leisurely, shaking the beautiful and pale face of the concubine.

Looking at the fragrant and prosperous eyes in front of her, her eyes were unconsciously misty, and she murmured softly:

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried;

Helplessly, the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening.

Rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when is it heavy.

Since people grow and hate water, they grow up. ……

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Du Zhenghai dressed in black, silently walking towards her.

Concubine Ling only felt that Fang's heart was beating wildly, and tears were crawling all over her cheeks unconsciously. The two stared at each other affectionately and were speechless for a long time.

Embroidered chrysanthemum quietly dodged away with interest.

Du Zhenghai also came to his senses at this time, he bowed and bowed, and said in a cold tone: "Du Zhenghai, a grass people, knocked on the mother for a thousand years." ”

Looking at Du Zhenghai's cold and detached expression, the sadness on Concubine Ling's face froze at the bottom of her eyes, and she said gloomily: "Du Gongzi, there are only two of us here, why do you still say such things, do you mean to mock me?" ”

A faint coolness crossed Du Zhenghai's eyes, and there was no emotion in his tone, "You are a king, I am a minister; You're a high-flying lady Chitose, and I'm just a grass folk that everyone despises......"

There was a hint of resentment in the ink eyes of the spirit concubine, "It's hard to see each other, it's hard to say goodbye, are we just meeting to say these sarcastic words?" ......" her voice choked.

Du Zhenghai only felt his heart tremble violently.

Looking at Yiren'er who was crying in front of him, he could no longer suppress his surging feelings, trembling and opening his arms; The concubine threw herself into his arms.

The two hugged each other tightly, and their tears flowed indulgently.

The clouds in the sky are light and the wind is light, the peach and plum on the ground are fragrant, and a pair of beautiful and gorgeous butterflies are dancing; In the small pavilion, a couple who had been separated for a long time were muttering and whispering.

The two chatted freely about the topics they wanted to talk about, releasing emotions that had been deeply suppressed for a long time; Only at this moment can they truly experience the sweetness and happiness that they have never experienced......

chatted and chatted, and unconsciously talked about Du Zhenghai's murder and escape.

At this point, Du Zhenghai couldn't help frowning and said, "I still don't understand, why did the emperor suddenly issue an order to pardon me?" Is there something hidden in it? ”

Concubine Ling's watery eyes flashed and said, "It's a long story, I have to thank Commander Ling for this matter!" ”

Du Zhenghai's eyes vibrate, and he was stunned for a moment and said, "Lingyun? ……”

Concubine Ling nodded and said, "Yes! It was he who asked the lord of Huanyu to enter the palace to ask the queen mother for help, and the queen mother went to the emperor to intercede. ”

Du Zhenghai lowered his head and lowered his eyes, speechless for a while.

Concubine Ling said, "Also, on the afternoon of the first day of the Holy Lord's pardon of you, a beautiful woman came into the palace and told me many things about you; And show me the maze, and tell me how to save you—"

Then, she recounted what had happened in the palace yesterday.

Du Zhenghai's face was moved, and he muttered, "I see...... By the way, who is the beautiful woman who blended into the palace? ”

Concubine Ling said: "At that time, I repeatedly asked her name and surname, and she told me that her surname was Lian, and she was entrusted by Commander Ling. Hai'er, in fact, you and Commander Ling were originally good friends; Ling is the leader of the ancient road, and the righteousness is thin and cloudy, it is reasonable for him to save you and help you. ”

Du Zhenghai's narrow eyes burst out with obvious annoyance, and he said angrily: "Don't mention him again!" ……”

A trace of surprise crossed Concubine Ling's clean and pure eyes, "What's the matter, you were rescued this time thanks to him!" ”

Du Zhenghai rolled his eyes coldly, and said angrily: "I'd rather die than owe him a favor!" ”

Concubine Ling's beautiful eyes fluttered, and she was puzzled: "Why? …… If you are friends, why do you say such things? ”

Du Zhenghai's eyes as deep as a cold night were dyed with a layer of deep sorrow, and he said in a voiced voice: "I have ...... with him Not friends anymore! ”

Concubine Ling said quietly: "What's the matter, what unpleasant things happened between you?" ”

"Don't ask again......" Du Zhenghai looked gloomily at the green water under the small pavilion, floating scattered flowers, silently distracted.

At this time, Xiuju walked over lightly and said in a low voice: "Niangniang, it's almost noon, we should go back." ”

Concubine Ling's heart was miserable. She didn't understand that in the palace, the clock was leaking, every minute and a minute, time was so difficult; Why is this once-in-a-lifetime date in the temple so short?

Du Zhenghai's expression was empty for a moment, as if something had cracked away, silently. He was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, he was calm, "Ling'er, I should go, take care." ”

Concubine Ling looked at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Hai'er, your escape from death this time has indeed gone through several twists and turns, and it has not been easy to come by, and how many people have tried their best to save you.

"For the sake of those who saved you, and for me, promise me to take good care of yourself and don't go to He Yuting for revenge again, okay?"

Du Zhenghai said bitterly: "However, the hatred of parents is not shared......

Concubine Ling sighed: "When is the time for retribution?" Besides, didn't He Yuting also lose his favorite son because of this? He Yuting's power is so big, if you go to him to seek revenge, it is tantamount to an egg hitting a stone! As the saying goes, 'the wicked have their own evildoers', so why do you bother to die to make this senseless sacrifice? ”

Du Zhenghai was very conflicted in his heart, "Ling'er ......"

Concubine Ling cried: "Although I am in the palace, the person I care about in my heart will always be you. The reason why I am so muddy and walking dead is because there is an eternal faith in my heart that sustains me - and that belief is my love for you...... If you have any more longs and shorts, then what's the point of my life? ”

Du Zhenghai's heart ached, "Ling'er, don't talk about it......"

Concubine Ling said: "Hai'er, I only ask you for one thing now: don't go to He Yuting for revenge again, okay?" ......" said with tears pouring down his face.

Du Zhenghai saw that Concubine Ling's jade face was bleak, and the pear blossoms were raining, with a pitiful look, and his heart couldn't help twitching in pain.

His teeth were clenched, but the courage and strength to speak out were gone. He shook his head hesitantly, then nodded weakly.