Chapter Seventy-Eight

The evening breeze swept by, and the palace lights under the corridor swirled, casting a flickering light. Li Yunmin stood in front of the palace lamp and looked at her, and when she looked back, she could only see his perfect silhouette like a jade carving under the palace lamp, but she couldn't see his expression clearly.

I could only hear him say lightly: "I suspect that someone poisoned my brother's diet." ”

Mo Shuoyue opened her mouth slightly, surprised and confused. But in these emotions, I understood the helplessness in his faint voice.

Their identity, such a situation, may have been experienced since childhood.

She was speechless for a moment, but the inquiry in her eyes was obvious.

"My brother has been plagued by nightmares for the past six months. The scenes of dreams are always similar, most of the people in the dream are old people, and more often, Wang Surong. ”

He paused and said, "Especially lately, my brother has been awakened every night by nightmares, either hurting others or hurting himself. The imperial doctor came several times, but he only thought too much and prescribed medicine, but he did not get any better. And the bowl of spicy soup we eat today tastes different from the one I used to eat. Therefore, I suspect that my brother's illness should be due to someone who has manipulated his food. ”

Mo Shuoyue's sense of taste is not keen, but she drank two bowls of spicy soup for dinner, and she didn't feel any difference. But she didn't doubt Li Yunmin's suspicions, after all, the spicy soup was spicy, even if some other ingredients were added, ordinary people couldn't taste it.

Of course, this ordinary person will naturally not include Li Yunmin.

This person with abnormal intelligence and excellent memory, no matter how you look at it, is not very classy as a normal person.

However, she has always firmly believed in one thing: there is a reason for things, and there are many accidents for no reason, so there must be a deliberate reason.

"If someone really poisons it, then this poison is not fatal, what does the person who poisoned want to do, or rather, what does he want to get from Duanping Wangye?" Mo Shuoyue asked.

"This is also what I don't understand," Li Yunmin tapped the handle of the fan lightly, and said slowly: "I believe that everything has a reason, Shuoyue, I need you to help me find out this reason." ”

The moonlight is bleak, and the staggered branches are only a few sparse green leaves. In a trance, it gives people the illusion of early winter.

Mo Shuoyue recognized it for a long time before she realized that this tree, which was covered with mottled scars and withered flowers and leaves, was the osmanthus that filled the garden with fragrance not long ago.

Under the moon, the man with his hair scattered, sat alone in front of the tree, looking even more lonely.

In the past, as long as I saw Li Bin, I always looked like a warm spring breeze, chic and uninhibited. I had never seen Li Bin so depressed, and Mo Shuoyue was stunned for a while.

When Li Bin heard this, he raised his head, bowed his head slightly at them, pointed to the stone opposite him, and motioned for them to sit down.

Li Yunmin nodded slightly, approached and sat down, Mo Shuoyue still followed behind him, watching the corners of his robe silently brushing the ground, like a silent wind sweeping the remnants of flowers all over the ground, and couldn't help but be slightly distracted.

I didn't expect that this person who looked so hopeless and a little ruthless would care so much about his brother.

How could she not understand at this moment that this person who appeared in front of her room in the middle of the night was afraid that he was guarding outside the gate of Duanping Wangfu and had no sleep all night.

She unconsciously wondered if one day, if she had not been surprised, would he be so worried as he was tonight?

The evening breeze blew a colorful tassel at her feet, Mo Shuoyue picked it up, her heart staggered, restrained the trembling of her hands, and handed the five-colored tassel back to Li Bin's hand.

Once a woman is married, she will tie her hair with five-colored long tassels, and on the wedding night, her husband will take off the tassels of the woman to tie her hair.

married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful. Once upon a time, she was also one of the women who were looking forward to her long hair tied up by five-colored tassels and three thousand troubled silks.

"This is what I personally removed for Su Rong back then."

Li Bin looked at the five-colored tassel that returned to his hand again, and only said a word after a long time.

"Tonight I dreamed of Su Rong again. She is still dressed in a red wedding dress, stunning and beautiful...... She always looked at me silently with her beautiful phoenix eyes, always full of sadness. But...... Tonight was different, and when she looked at me, I saw a little bit of anticipation......"

"The year Su Rong left, Concubine Wang Shu once said to me that if it weren't for me, Su Rong might not have died......"

Li Yunmin listened quietly, his eyes fluctuated slightly, but he didn't speak. Perhaps, in his opinion, any consolation that is not implemented seems pale and weak.

Perhaps, he felt that it was better to say something in front of a patient than to solve it completely.

I have to say that this is also his consistent style.

"It's been six years, Su Rong has been gone for six years, and over the years, I have always felt that Concubine Wang Shu was right, if it weren't for me, Su Rong wouldn't have died......"

Mo Shuoyue couldn't bear it, and comforted: "However, if it weren't for you, Wang Surong would have been gone eight years ago. ”

Li Bin was not relieved, he glanced at Mo Shuoyue, and then looked at the five-colored tassel in his hand, his quiet eyes became more and more sad, and there seemed to be thousands of thoughts surging in his eyes, but he couldn't say anything at all.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "If it weren't for Su Rong, eight years ago, I might not be there." At that time, when I lost the customs and caused heavy losses to our army, and was almost demoted to a concubine, it was she who took the initiative to ask the queen mother for marriage...... She is a rare expectation and hope in my life, which is like a tree and has no color. You're right, I love her dearly, but I don't know it. She is a ray of light that falls on my life, shining into my heart and filling the cracks......"

"Since I knew that the person I was going to marry was her, my heart was a joy and expectation that I had never felt before, and that long year of waiting was the most touching year in my gray life. You may not understand...... The years that are full of joy all the time actually made me feel what the book said for the first time - the spring breeze is like wine, the summer breeze is like tea, the autumn breeze is like smoke, and the winter wind is like ginger mustard. The simple and ordinary things were actually the first beautiful things I felt...... I have also fantasized countless times that even if she really wants to marry me, it is not a bad thing to live a dull life with her......"

Li Yunmin still listened silently, but his brows unconsciously tightened deeper and deeper.

"It wasn't until the day Su Rong actually entered the palace that I realized that all the joy and expectation were just wishful thinking...... To this day, I still can't forget the moment I lifted the hijab, Su Rong's beautiful eyes were full of despair, and the look she looked at me was like a sharp blade, delaying my already recovered heart, and once again making it full of holes......"

"Thinking about it now, I was too young to let all I have of pride and self-esteem go against her. Never paid attention to her resentment and pain...... If yes, if so...... If I cared more for her back then, would we have ended differently......"