On the day he left, I was awakened by the snare drum and realized that he was leaving that day.

I don't see him in March, I don't know what he looks like anymore.

I put on my shoes, but I didn't listen to the call, I knelt down, and the girl who was looking at the door looked at me, and hurriedly ran over, picked me up, tried many times, and finally stood up, and when I went out, the army had already driven out of the imperial city.

The girl said I was crying, I rubbed my cheeks, cold fingertips, cold touch, I didn't notice anything.

Looking at her somewhat anxious eyebrows, I had to sigh, he can always find someone who will not be afraid of me, as if there are such people everywhere in the world. It's just that in the sixteen years when my father was alive, the only person I found who was not afraid was just Mo Dongli.

He is alone, and now he is going to lose.

Trembling chased a few steps, but never, I couldn't see the footsteps that had left, the mighty trumpet of the army was obviously enough to resound throughout the entire Beijing Division, and now, it was indeed so quiet.

"Girl, the walls are higher, maybe you can see them?" The little girl tilted her head sideways and said tentatively. I tilted my head slightly, it was still early, but my eyes, even if I could see it, I am afraid it would be vague and hazy, and the black pressure of a piece of armor could be distinguished, which one was him?

Shaking his head, no, in this life, this life that he was very sure of, the last life, is nothing more than that. I didn't dare to look far away, and the void I saw was even more chilling. In this way, it is better to cry and be quiet in a place where no one knows. returned to Liao's mansion and was clean.

I am a person who will not take a step forward, and the most habitual thing in my life is to give up. It's just that now, what I thought I could give up easily is difficult to give up.

It's ridiculous to say that Jimo was obviously a shameful person for me at the beginning, but now, he is deeply worried about his shameless past. When the south raised troops, who knows how much of the old things of the year will be spread?

It's just that this kind of thing has nothing to do with me after all. After he's gone, we won't have anything to do with each other.

He promised to let me go to Liaofu.

People like me naturally should die alone.

As soon as the army left, the palace was quiet all of a sudden, his palace was so close, and the voices of his subordinates were so close, but now, it was silent. The hairy leg was rewarded, and he also came to me unruly, and the unruly Lai for a while, talking something, but now, he went south with the army. He didn't take a concubine, and when he left, the palace was suddenly empty.

I didn't dare to stay longer, so I packed up a few pieces of clothing and left. It seems that he has already ordered everything, and along the way, even the girl did not stop me, and when I left the palace gate, there was a sedan car waiting. Without waiting for my command, he whipped and went in the direction of Liao's mansion.

His people are all powerful, and even leaving is so fast, as if I am myself, without any nostalgia and hesitation. Do I have one? Raising the curtain, the morning market has been noisy, and he has single-handedly created a peaceful and prosperous world, everyone is happy and healthy, but I am still the same.

The gate of Liao's mansion is gradually approaching, and the high gate of vermilion lacquer is just like the most beautiful appearance of the Liao family back then. At that time, there was a father, a mother, Mi Lan, and maybe King Jin, but there was no me. Now, those people are gone, and only me is left. Mi Lan and King Jin, I don't know where they are now, how are they doing? Obviously, I haven't even met in person, and I haven't even said a word, but three years later, I began to think about it inexplicably. Is it blood, or am I finally a little "human"?

King Jin is such a high-ranking and powerful person, and he should be able to live well in Fuqi. Now, that's all I can think about. Jimo's southern expedition this time, I don't know what the situation will be over there. Mi Lan, after all, is my own sister.

Everything was the way it was back then, and many of the maids of the day were found by him, and when he saw me, he smiled slightly, and there was already some bitterness between his eyebrows. With the war, these people are just poor people, and life is not easy when they think about it.

"Master." A girl leaned over and held up a large black umbrella.

I looked up, and the umbrella and the eaves cut the sky into strange shapes, and three years ago, my sky was in the same shape. It's just that at that time, no one remembered to hold up such an umbrella for me.

I still remember that when I came back from the ancestral grave, I stumbled, and everyone saw it, but they all followed me from a distance, and I was like a plague, no one dared to approach, and everyone looked at me with fear and falling stones, such indifferent eyes, with fear and resentment, which were more frightening than the midday sun. Fortunately, that day, he showed up and sent me back into the darkness.

"Master?" The little girl turned her head sideways into my line of sight, "Where is the master going to live?" It's all cleaned up. ”

I shook my head. Where to stay? I do not know. Do you live in the main hall where your father and mother lived? After all, I am now the head of the Liao family. But how could a man like me disturb the sleep of two deceased souls? Do you want to go back to the dungeon-like room you used to have? When he was seven years old, the books and flutes he sent were still there. At the beginning, when the ghost side captured Jingshi, Mama and I left in a hurry, thinking that we would never see these things again, but now, I have become the master of this place again. Mama didn't allow me to take these things with me, it was important to escape, these idle things would only take up space. I listened and said goodbye to them, as heavy as if something had been buried. Now, how can I go down to that dark and cold place, and say, "I'm back?" Perhaps, the page has been broken and can no longer be picked up, so what should I do?

"Master?" The girl was still waiting for my reply, but I didn't have the strength to speak, just took the umbrella in her hand and waved my sleeves to ask her to go down. Wu Zi forward, this road, wherever you can go, is where it is. From the moment I was born, my life was just a road with no end to it. I don't know how long I'll be able to go on like this, and I don't want to drag anyone down anymore.

Tired, resting on the swing frame, in the shadow of the umbrella, looking at his pale fingertips. More than once, I will fantasize, I will dream, if I don't have such a layer of skin, without such miserable white hair, and behaving eyes, whether I can live like the life of others, whether I will not want to escape again and again. But it's just a dream, no matter how many times I think about it, when I wake up from the dream, I'm still me, everything is miserable and white.

Without his news, nothing. Even if something comes from the mountains and rivers, it is no longer his recent situation. I shouldn't be worried, but after all, it's a battlefield, and the lives of too many people, and the lives of the people of the world, are pressed there. Knowing that with his ability, Fu Qi was only vulnerable, but in his heart, he seemed to be hanging over something, and he never dared to put it down.

He has been gone for more than half a year, and Voich has worked very hard, and so has he. One day in a dream, I suddenly turned over in shock, I didn't know what I was afraid of, I didn't know what I dreamed of, but the girl who was guarding the door stumbled in, her face was happy, and her words were a little stumbling: "Master, master, come back, the emperor ......"

I obviously wanted to come down, but I stumbled on my foot, but I fell again.

She scrambling to pick me up, and I gently pushed her hand away, for some reason, not wanting to be touched again. It's obviously something I think about day and night, and I remember it all the time, but at this moment, I suddenly got scared, what I was afraid of, I didn't know. It's just that I'm scared, and I don't dare to move again, as if I take half a step, it hurts.

"Don't you go and see, master? The edict was issued half a month ago, counting the steps, and the emperor is almost here. ”

Edict? I tilted my head.

"Master?" The girl shook my arm, but I gently pushed her away.

The edict of half a month ago has only arrived now. He wants to come back, why don't you make a call to the ward in advance, at least, he should issue an urgent edict, so that the people in the imperial city in the capital can be prepared.

For some reason, my heart suddenly lingered with four words, and I didn't mourn.

These four words are too heavy, and I can't breathe when they are heavy.

If that's the case, there should be a secret edict, and I won't know the news, will I? But the uneasiness in my heart is so deep in my bones.

"Master?" She called me again, and I came to my senses, put my shoes on the edge of the bed, and hurried out the door.

"Master." The girl followed me and put on a cloak for me, "It's cold." ”

I didn't pause, the thin coat slipped off my shoulders, unconscious.

"Master!"

I ran in a hurry, and my hesitation swept away, as if I didn't do that, I would lose something.

Step by step, step by step, just like that, in the sky, there was a light rain, but I forgot to open the umbrella, forgot that there was a carriage in the house that was faster than my legs.

The middle coat was wet and greasy against the body, so his footsteps were stagnant, and he fell heavily in the rain.

"Liao Wei?" A familiar voice came overhead, accompanied by the shallow hoofs of a horse.

I looked up suddenly, the obscure light, the rain falling in my eyes, everything was hazy.

"What's the matter, get up."

In front of me, a shadow was falling.

I hurriedly reached out, as if I didn't do it, I couldn't hold him anymore.

"Dongli ......" I never thought that my voice could be choked like this.

"Don't cry." He picked me up with one arm, his voice as soft as his movements, "Miss me?" ”

His words are always so frivolous. At this moment, my heart is steady.

It's not a secret, it's not a secret, it's just that he's still alive.

"Your Majesty......" Someone said something, he didn't listen, just hugged my arm tighter and tighter.

"Let's go back, shall we?"

I nodded.

Go back, go back to the palace, why, everything goes around and around, and it is still the original ending. I ran away desperately, regardless of the consequences. Now, he pounced in front of him recklessly. I can't fathom myself, just as I can't fathom his mind.

Speechless all the way, he was tall, I leaned against his chest, and the hot temperature made me realize how cold my body was.

Why I miss it so much, I don't know. I vividly remember the time, when I was as cold as ice, and my alienation was far away. I thought that quitting was the best, but now, it was me who broke through without saying anything and thinking about it.

Soon, he helped me dismount, and the tall palace gate was inexplicably oppressive in the low night. He raised his left hand and gently rubbed it against my cheek: "I'm all back, why are you crying?" I didn't see you nervous about me at the beginning, could it be that Xiao Biesheng was newly married, and he couldn't bear me? ”

I didn't answer, I didn't dodge, I didn't know what to say. I can't deny it, I can't bear him, but I don't want to admit it.

He grabbed my hand and slowed his pace, waiting for me to walk with him into the palace gate.

The lights of Chongyuan Hall have not yet been lit, and everything is as quiet as if it is sleeping. I looked at him, he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled: "I just asked someone to deliver the news to Liaofu." ”

What does this mean, there is no news of him even in the palace, I don't know if he is coming back?

"The army is still in the south, so I can't tell the world that I want to leave them on the front line and run back by myself, right?"

The army is still south? I don't understand. He was never the kind of general who would leave his subordinates behind.

He smiled slightly, as usual, but I felt that there was something hidden in that smile.

"It's getting late, do you go back to Liao's Mansion or go back to the side hall over there?"

Obviously a verbal hug, he wanted me to leave. Concealment, except concealment, I can no longer detect anything else.

I didn't want to leave, I didn't want to leave after such a horrific dream, as if I would never come back, never see each other.

I tugged at his sleeve carefully, and he sighed, chuckled again, and said, "Can't wait to be my queen?" The ceremony hasn't been prepared yet, so hasty? ”

I let go of my hand, and with a palpitation in my heart, I grabbed it again.

He stretched out his hand from his sleeve and gently held mine, I don't know if it was too cold on a rainy night, or I was too sensitive, I always felt that his hand was cold and frightening.

"I've been on the road for a long time, so let me take a break today, and I'll come back tomorrow to accompany you, okay?" He leaned over, his chin rested on my forehead, his left arm wrapped around my waist, just a gentle hug, and then withdrew, "Go back and change your clothes, if you are sick tomorrow, I will not accompany you." ”

I couldn't dwell on it any longer, so I just left with my head slightly down and lived in the side hall. Can't do without, really can't do without. He was already in front of my eyes, but I was still terrified.

Sleepless all night, in his palace, there would be occasional squirming sounds, open the window to watch, the shadow is enough to see anything clearly, only vaguely feel that there seems to be a whole night of tossing back and forth. I stood all night in front of and behind the lamplight. It wasn't until dawn that someone came out of his room trembling, holding something in his hand, the sun was so dazzling that I couldn't see clearly, only faintly seeing some scarlet. The heart is pinched again. Was he hurt? Very badly injured? Otherwise, why leave the south and hurry back?

A sore throat, coughing lightly, it rained last night, and I forgot to change my clothes, and at this moment, I was really going to catch the wind cold. I don't know how he is, I want to see it, and I am afraid that I will pass on the disease to him.

Suddenly, a palace man came out with a bed of brocade quilts, and the bright yellow color must be his, but there was a shocking red on it, and it was no longer the slight corner of Fang Cai. In my heart, I panicked all of a sudden, and I didn't have time to think about the scorching sun outside, so I pushed the door and ran over.

The old slave at the door stopped me, respectfully as if he wanted to say something, how could I have the heart to listen again, I wanted to bump into it, but I was stopped again and again.

"The emperor has rested! The emperor has rested! ”

"I'll let you go down!" In the room, there was a sudden loud shout, followed by the cracking sound of ping-pong.

Suddenly the door opened, pushed me forward, someone stumbled out, and at my feet, something suddenly shattered, hanging his head, and broken porcelain pieces splashed all over the ground.

As soon as he took a step, the skirt was smashed through a jade bowl, and the hot juice splashed out, ironing the skin through the thin clothes.

Bitter medicinal taste.

What disease did he have, what injury did he have to take such medicine?

Lala's skirt, ignoring the scorching pain, stepped in, and when he saw my appearance, he was so frightened, and quickly turned sideways, leaving only a half-silhouette for me.

I looked at his shoulder, and there was a slight tremor as if I was enduring a great pain. On the ground, there was a pool of blood.

I took a step, and he turned his head sharply, took a big step back, and his body shook too much, and his arms seemed to be about to support the edge of the table, but he had no strength to eat, and he fell down all at once.

The moment he fell to the ground, I felt as if I had seen the dream that woke me up yesterday.

Before he could say anything, he hurriedly rushed over and tried to hold him, but when he couldn't support him, he knelt down with him.

Looking down, what he held in his palm was nothing more than an empty sleeve full of blood.

Suddenly, my heart was like a hand, empty, and empty and frightening.

He quickly pulled out the sleeve in my hand with his left hand, frowned and turned his head, trying to get up, but he struggled several times in vain, and sat beside me, even if there was only one back to me, it was still so depleted. As if he was no longer him.

Wasn't it okay last night? Isn't it?

"Your Majesty, please stop the bleeding first......" There was a reluctant voice, and I looked back at a person who looked like an imperial doctor, trembling on his knees and holding the medical box.

"Go down!" He let out a low roar, and his voice was unusually hoarse.

"Your Majesty, the wound is stained with water, if you don't treat it well......"

"I said, go down!"