I
still remember that I was a princess of Qi when
I was in love with thrush, but I fell in love with a monk. The night before I
was sent to be married, I cried and begged him to take me away.
His six roots were pure, and he was devoted to the Buddha, and he was cruel to shut me out.
A few years later, when we met again, we were separated by heaven and man.
He took off his cassock, tall and strong, wearing silver armor, crying red eyes, holding my body.
I regret.. Wan Wan.
Looking at the clouds hanging in the distant sun, I sat on the stone pile by the lake, holding a willow branch in my hand, tapping my toes three times, and the water rippled. Not far away,
I shouted, “Little Master Zhan Jing!”! Come and play in the water!
The man paused and bowed to me.
Then, without any nostalgia, he left.
I hum softly, it is really a flower of Kaolin.
A month ago, I was a college student who had just graduated and was worried about work.
On the way to the convenience store to buy ice cream, he was hit by a speeding car and flew ten meters. The
ice cream crumbled and turned into white water, and blood flowed all over the floor along the cracks in the cement. Before my consciousness disappeared, I faintly saw a group of white coats running towards me. When I woke up
again, I wasn’t in the hospital.
Then I was surprised to find that “I” might have faked the corpse.
Why do you say that?
First of all, the location of the body was in a coffin, with scattered white flowers beside it.
Secondly, when I woke up and got up, the dishes clanged to the ground, causing people to disperse in a hubbub, screaming as if they had seen a ghost.
Finally, I felt the blood trickling down my neck and was in a trance for a long time.
I became a princess, the emperor’s daughter.
I sighed, no one came to visit, at least a princess, how can there be only a clumsy looking maid scene. Fortunately
, when the maid took care of me carefully and raised me alive, she also poured into a memory that did not belong to me.
It belongs to the memory of Princess Qi. Her name is Qi Wan.
It was said that she was a princess with a miserable life experience. Her mother was a maid who used to serve the emperor. She was born in a poor family. She had a drunken accident with the emperor and had her. After
giving birth to her, her mother died of dystocia, and the emperor had many children. Qi Wan was the most insignificant, and was thrown into an attic at random.
This is sixteen years.
As for the scar on the neck. I can’t remember.
Or rather, don’t want to think about it. As soon as the details of the
story are deliberated, the headache becomes more and more serious, which disturbs people’s mind.
I didn’t intend to dwell on it, and I put it behind me in a few days. Never
even thought of it again.
Only because of the appearance of one person.
His name is Zhan Jing, and he is a monk.
The emperor disliked me for “coming back from the dead,” and was afraid that I would miss the fate of the country. Even the imperial supervisor of heaven in the palace said that I was an evil spirit of heaven, and that Yin Qi collided with Yang Qi in the palace.
In this way, the pedantic old emperor drove his own daughter out of the palace and left a maid to serve me. On the
surface, the princess prayed for the prosperity of the country in the temple, but in fact, she threw me out of the house.
I lived in the temple far away from the monk’s meditation room, and the day I met him was a rainy day.
I knelt on the ground, closed my eyes, and prayed devoutly, “Come home soon.”
Then stood the monk chanting sutras, his hands folded, a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, full of Buddha nature.
He looked at me in silence, and I smiled at him like a flower.
“What do you call your little master?”
“The name of the poor monk is Zhan Jing.” Every time
he stood under the ginkgo tree, the mottled shadow of the tree fell on his body, and his handsome face was looming, like a fairy falling into the world.
The breeze rolled up the rain, and the clouds covered it slightly. He stood in the rain, his eyes without sorrow or joy.
Calm out of the dust, but also very pure. Not far away from him,
I tilted my head to watch him, and suddenly I laughed and commented on him: “The beauty of the world.”
Since then, I have been used to being held by the stars, proud and wanton.
At that time, I didn’t think that the first thing I did after I fell from the altar was to chase back. I really have no experience in
this matter. It’s a
long way to pursue my husband. Fortunately, someone can help me.
Xiao Ziyu’s ancestral family was engaged in business. His family was well-off, and he seldom fought for power. It was only then that he developed such a charmingly naive character. It happened that he was also practicing in the temple.
That day, Hsiao Tzu-yu climbed up a tree to dig out a bird’s egg. Someone did something wrong and shouted, “Elder Martial Brother Zhan Jing is coming.” Hsiao Tzu-yu was startled, but he didn’t stand still. He stumbled, his face turned to the ground, and his feet turned to the sky. He almost fell and was disfigured. Just as the wicked
young monks were gloating over their misfortune, “Cao Cao” actually arrived, leaving only a few figures: “It took three months to clean toilet.”
As a result, Hsiao Tzu-yu gave Zhan Jing a nickname, “Master of the Latrine.”.
But his guts don’t stop there.
On weekdays, a few spoonfuls of salt were added to Zhanjing’s vegetarian meal, a hole was chiseled in the bottom of the bowl, and the lining was cut open.
Zhan Jing’s reaction was even more peaceful. When the lining was cut open, he filled it up. When it was salty, he prepared a few more glasses of water. If there was a hole in the bottom of the bowl, he simply stopped eating it.
But he did not spoil them, and two days later, the young monks found that all the toilet paper in the temple was gone overnight.
Hsiao Tzu-yu patted the door of the latrine in tears. With a cool glance, he came up with an idea: “Rub it with your hands.”
Well, here comes the revenge.
Seeing that the situation was exposed, one by one they trembled and walked away from Zhanjing. What do you call
this?
People are still addicted to food. I found the toilet paper hidden
by Zhan Jing and buried it under the ginkgo tree. Every time Xiao Ziyu was in the most urgent time, I handed him the life-saving paper.
Hsiao Tzu-yu glanced at me and said coolly, “You didn’t hide it, did you?”
“I’m not, I’m not.”
…… When Hai
had passed, the door was knocked, and the happiest moment came.
Xiao Ziyu reported Zhanjing’s movements to me in detail, but sometimes it was too detailed.
“Boss, he is chanting in the temple now.”
“He went down to the mountains in the afternoon to give porridge.”
“He ate two bowls of vegetarian food for lunch..”
“He drank six times..”
“He went into the toilet for a quarter of an hour..”
“He didn’t go to the toilet today..”
“Stop!”
I raised my forehead and said, “There are some things that don’t need to be reported in such detail.” The kindness of sending paper in
the toilet is great, but there is one kindness that is even worse. The
honey trap is the best policy since ancient times.
I stroked Jing’er’s shoulder and said, “You just need to go out and walk around more.”
Jing’er was already comely, and after putting on makeup, she was even more outstanding. The young monks were 14 or 15 years old, and it was normal for their hearts to surge. Xiao Ziyu, like an infatuated son, stayed outside the meditation room all day long. Pretending to have nothing to do,
I pushed the door open and walked toward Hsiao Tzu-yu. “What are you doing standing here?”
Hsiao Tzu-yu glanced around me toward the room and said bluntly, “I’m looking for my benefactor.” In order to prove himself,
he spat out his plan to return to the secular world in the future.
He said that if Jing’er was willing, he would carry eight palanquins to marry her.
It’s a little too sudden.
I smiled. “Are you all monks like you?”
Hsiao Tzu-yu murmured and added, “I was sent here by my family to be trained. Within two years, I will return to the secular world and return home to continue my career.”
“Many monks in the temple are like this.”
“Except..” He hesitated to speak. He looked around and whispered, “Elder Martial Brother Zhan Jing.”
“He was destined to end his life in the temple.”
Hsiao Tzu-yu became a “traitor” for love, and I went one step further with Zhan Jing. With a wave of my hand,
I said, “OK, you can leave now. Jing’er is waiting for you under the tree.”
“All right!” Xiao Ziyu’s joy was overflowing, and he disappeared in a flash.
I hid my face and laughed. Just as I was distracted, I saw the familiar figure before I turned around.
He stood not far away and looked at me steadily.
“Hey hey, little master Zhan Jing ~”
I felt a little guilty and swallowed my saliva: “You just … … Have you heard it all? The closer
he got to me, I blinked innocently, unable to explain: “I really didn’t let him spy on you.” He
did not know whether he had believed it or not, and his expression had not changed.
Aware of the awkwardness in the air, I scratched my head and pretended to have nothing to say: “Are you going down the mountain to give porridge this afternoon?” After a pause
, Zhan Jing nodded his head and asked,
“Almsgiver, how did you know?”
I laughed. “Hey, Hsiao Tzu-yu told me.”
Xiao Ziyu is still young. He often lives in a mountain temple. He hasn’t seen enough of life. How can he be better than me.
“I want to go with you.”
He gently twirled the beads in his hand and said, “The benefactor has a good heart, so naturally he can.”
On that day, I went down the mountain with Zhan Jing and a group of disciples to give porridge. Because of
the border war, a large number of refugees poured into the capital from the border. The place where
the porridge was given was overcrowded. The refugees were not wearing clothes, and they were beating broken bowls in their hands. The crisp sound seemed to wake up the people on the street and ask for a meal.
“Here you are, little girl.”
Following the sound, Zhanjing bent down and handed the steaming porridge to the girl by the river.
“I have no father or mother.”
“I’m homesick.”
The little girl cried sadly and refused to leave after eating porridge. She cried and he comforted her.
All living beings are suffering, and the Buddha saves all living beings. He
stood where he was, full of images of compassion from the Buddha.
What a warm picture, but it was broken by the sound of falling water. I was stunned for a
moment, and I was the first to react. “Little Master Zhan Jing!” I shouted.
I quickly stretched out my hand to pull the fallen figure, but before I could, the river soon drowned their figure.
Many people heard the noise and looked at the river rolling under the bank, the water was deep and urgent, whispering but no one moved. Without hesitation,
I took off the belt that bound my waist and jumped down. Just before the water reached my
ears, I could hear the voice of Hsiao Tzu-yu: “Look out, boss!”
He can’t die.
That little girl can’t die either. The first prize of the Youth Swimming Championship
in the city was not blown black, and finally the two people were rescued safely.
Zhan Jing spat water, and the young monks hurriedly surrounded him in the middle.
I twisted my skirt and walked slowly to the little girl who fell into the water.
Her hair, which had been like withered grass, was now soaked with water and stayed on both sides of her forehead and temples, and her wet eyes were frightened and alert.
I asked her, “How did you fall?” Drops of
water trickled down from her temples, and she said awkwardly, “By the river …” A pebble slipped when I was distracted, and the little monk fell down to save me.
“Why is that pebble missing?”
Maybe.. I’ve just been kicked into the river.
“Mmm.”
I got up and walked away, hung my head to look for something, found the right twist and put it in the palm of my hand.
Boss! What are you doing here? Elder Martial Brother Zhan Jing is awake! This is a good chance for you to show off!
Xiao Ziyu came running,
that expression, exultant, that volume, everyone knows.
My society is dead.
I want to escape, but I can’t.
“Go away and leave me alone.”
I held up to the girl a pile of mossy, smooth, unclean stones of all shapes and forms. “Look, which one is a pebble?”
She stared at the palm of her hand for a long time and raised her finger shakily. “This is.”
I chuckled and threw the stone into the river behind her. I raised my hand and stroked her head. “You’re right.”
Zhan Jing looked warm and his body was not very good. He recovered quickly. Within two days, he began to chant sutras as usual.
He worships the Buddha, and I watch over him.
He knelt there for half a day without moving, so I accompanied him and followed Zhanjing to add tea and water for him and rectify his poems.
He sat upright with his eyes closed, and I learned from him.
I accompanied him to spend one boring night after another chanting in the hall.
I listened to him give lectures to his disciples and give porridge to the hungry and cold people.
See the world here, travel and chant sutras.
I looked at the bright moon in the sky, holding my cheeks and thinking that such a day might not be so bad.
Until the arrival of a girl.
The temple is full of incense, and most of the women who come here with their families on weekdays come to seek predestined relationship.
Many of the girls had an extraordinary appearance and family background, and when they saw Zhanjing from a distance, they aroused the master.
Companion girls, every three days will come to incense, as if eager to get along with Zhan Jingduo, so that he can be a son-in-law for himself.
One of the girls was named Li Zongyue.
She was very attentive to Zhan Jing, skillful, clever and handsome, and likable. Before long, she became one with the young monks in the temple, and even Xiao Ziyu praised her.
“Of course, the person I love the most is still my Jing Bao.”
「……」
What is more dangerous is that Zhan Jing’s attitude is quite different.
They visited the backyard together, picked flowers together, and when they left the moon at sunset, Zhan Jing would personally send her outside the temple gate.
I followed them, listening to the girl’s silvery laughter and the clear response.
Apart from eating and chanting sutras, Zhan Jing is almost always with Li Zongyue. For
several days in a row, it was the same.
No, that’s not right!
I had an idea to rush up to him, knock him on the head, and ask him if he liked her! I thought
so, and I did.
But when I asked the last sentence, I felt aggrieved when I looked at the indifferent eyes again.
Suddenly, his eyes were red and tears were falling. When I
shed tears and felt humiliated, I ran to the side hall and found a corner, holding my head and crying bitterly.
Zhan Jing followed me and walked very fast. I hung my head and did not look up at him. I stared at the corner of his monk’s shoes.
“Why are you crying?” He asked lightly.
He asked knowingly.
I raised my head and looked at him with red eyes. His face, which was too indifferent and peaceful, was even more aggrieved.
Why do you want to be so close to her?
Zhan Jing was stunned and frowned slightly. “What?”
I wiped away my tears and my voice was soft.
“Why did you take her to your meditation room?”? Why accompany her to pick flowers? Why did you eat her chestnut cake?
You.. Will you return to the secular world for her sake?
Speaking of sadness, he almost broke down in tears, and tears welled up in his eyes again.
His dark eyes quickly faded, and he clasped his hands in front of his chest.
“Almsgiver, you’re worrying too much. I’m trying to recite the Buddha’s name. Miss Li is terminally ill. This trip is to fulfill her vow.”
Ah, terminal illness?
“Well..”
Awkward, vexatious, good. Outrageous.
“I..”
“Back off!”
He suddenly drank, followed the strength, and held me in his arms.
An arrow passed me and shot into the beam, breaking half of the arrow.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
I heard my heartbeat, I don’t know if I was nervous or.
Suddenly he looked up at the side of his face, very close.
Evil thoughts sprouted.
I want to kiss him. I don
‘t have any brains. I dare to do anything, even in such a dangerous situation.
The kiss fell on his cheek like a raindrop, and his eyes opened slightly and fell in place.
It was a long time before he moved, let me go, and quickly pulled away from me. The
broken arrow kept shaking at his fingertips, and he was trembling and trembling. After all,
I was born single, and I blushed a little after doing this. With a trembling voice,
I called out tentatively and shyly, “Little Master..”
He leaned back slightly, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and then he coughed unnaturally. He left in a hurry. He always paid attention to courtesy and did not say goodbye to me. The breeze from the open door of the
side hall blew on my face, and the wind was very hot.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but since then, I’ve had fewer and fewer opportunities to “run into” Zhanjing.
For example, he was chanting sutras in the temple, and when Xiao Ziyu finished his snitch and I went to create a chance encounter, he disappeared.
It’s like trying to avoid me.
Or because I took advantage of him emotionally that day.
I told Xiao Ziyu what had happened and asked him not to follow him first. With Xiao Ziyu’s IQ, he would only be played around by Zhan Jing. I
might as well go with him myself.
“Little Master Zhan Jing ~” I finally met him under the ginkgo tree.
He didn’t look at me and hung his head to leave. How could he be more indifferent to me? After
working so hard for so long, the attitude returned to the pre-liberation period overnight?
No, not as good as before liberation.
“I’m sorry..” I
caught hold of the hem of his coat, which he was about to leave. I hung my head and hummed softly, “That day, I was too impulsive. Little master, don’t be angry with me, OK?”
He twirled his clothes to help him break away from my bondage. “Almsgiver, you worry too much. I’m not angry with you.” I couldn’t
hear the polite words. I looked up and said with a smile, “Really?”? Then I’ll dare again!
「……」
“Well, don’t joke with little master. I have something more important to tell you.” “Please speak, benefactor,”
said Zhan Jing.
“Why would someone want to kill you again?”
“Again?” The
last time the little girl fell into the water, she didn’t know what a pebble was. Someone deliberately taught her to use her life to do things for the people behind her, and even if she was pressed, she couldn’t find out anything. When I saw how pitiable it was for her to suffer when she was young, I let her go, but I didn’t expect the man behind her to come back again.
“I want to remind the young master to be careful.”
He was silent for a long time, and the air was almost frozen. Then came a clear voice: “I know.”
Is it an ice breaker?
Forget it.
On my way back to the meditation room, I was stopped by someone. I frowned slightly and saw the man in front of me: “Li Chengqi?”? Why are you here? In the memory of the original
body, Lang rode a bamboo horse, and the distant sight of his childhood made the original body palpitate.
Li Chengqi was the only son of General Biao Qi, and the two of them helped each other day and night.
Then for some unknown reason, Li Chengqi married Lin Yueer, the daughter of the prime minister.
Lin Yueer was domineering, so she often came to the door to provoke, and that time she choked too much, which made Lin Yueer want to start beating people.
She is not my opponent, my little temper did not endure, the result is that Lin Yueer was beaten very badly by me.
That day she cried so hard that her face was bruised and swollen, one of her front teeth was knocked out, and a clump of her hair fell out. She looked very funny.
Later, the matter was a bit big, which provoked Li Chengqi to carry a knife in person. I
didn’t want to see him. I crossed my legs and let the sweaty scene block the door. “Don’t let the scumbag in. It’ll stain my eyes.”
Li Chengqi had no way to get revenge for many days, but I ran into him at this time.
“Want to do it here?” I’m very vigilant. You can’t cut me down here. Don’t be too bold!
“Are you feeling better?” The first thing he said was ridiculous.
“What?” I didn’t react.
“The wound on the neck.” He made a gesture to approach me for examination.
I dodged his hand and ran back as fast as I could, muttering, “Is he all right? What the hell!”
Last time I looked like I wouldn’t stop until I was hacked to death, this time it was like a lover’s soft love?
Who knows whether he will become a face-changing master, pull open the collar that moment suddenly pulled out the sharp blade, thirty-six stratagems, or run first!
Face to face but hit into a pair of insipid and. With some angry eyes?
“Little Master Zhan Jing, why are you still here?”
“Passing by.”
“Oh.”
He is always so calm that I can’t tell right from wrong in his words.
Until one day, I saw Zhan Jing, who was covered with blood and broke into my meditation room, with a cold face, which made people’s hair stand on end.
As if it were someone else.
I was so frightened that my pupils shrank and my heart beat like thunder. “Little master?” I called out in a trembling voice.
His appearance soon returned to its former calm, and the haze on his face faded in an instant, as if it had just been an illusion.
“The poor monk is very abrupt. It’s really the closest to the almsgiver’s meditation room, and it’s a good place to escape.”
He looked up at me as I applied the ointment to his wound and moved his hand slightly.
The ointment choked my eyes. I raised my watery eyes and looked at him. “Does it hurt?” It
was a long time before he said, “It hurts.”
“Then I’ll give you a blow, and it won’t hurt.” Like my mother coaxing me, I blew gently on his wound. Suddenly
his eyelashes shook violently, and his breath seemed to burn his hands. It was so hot that he drew back his hands very quickly. In the next moment, I held him down and said, “Little Master, your hands are so cold. I’ll warm them for you.”
Warmth wanted to touch the ice, but he wanted to run away, but I stopped him.
“There are people out there who want to kill you. It’s too dangerous to go out now.”
He paused and sat back in the distance, looking out of the window, but no longer looking directly into my eyes.
“Little Master..”
The night wind blows and the candle shadows sway.
The candlelight threw intertwined figures on the window paper, which looked bizarre and dreamlike.
At first, he didn’t answer.
“Little Master!” I called him again in a heavier tone. He slanted his head
slightly and said awkwardly, “Yes.”
“Where is your home?” His
dark eyes were bright, and his expression was calm. “The poor monk’s home is here,” he said lightly.
“Do you know where my home is?”
“Not the palace.”
“In a place far, far away..”
“All living beings there are equal. There is no oppression, no war, no famine, no prejudice. It is a splendid country.” His
Adam’s apple moved slightly and he asked softly, “Is there really such a place in the world?”
Yes! That’s my home!
I smiled, my bright eyes moved slightly, and I held my hair in my hand, which was the most lovesick thing.
“But now I’m a little reluctant to go back.”
Well, Xiao Ziyu also found out that Zhan Jing was avoiding me again recently. How did
he get closer and closer, but instead of advancing, he retreated?
And Li Chengqi has come too frequently in recent days.
So much so that there were rumors in the temple that a man in a black cloak would come in and out of my room every midnight.
He also said that the man was my lover and would get married in a short time. There are many people who
pass it on, and even if it is false, it will be taken seriously.
Hsiao Tzu-yu also believed: “Since you have a lover, why did you provoke Elder Martial Brother Zhan Jing?”
His face was cloudy, and he defended his brother against injustice. I raised the corners of my mouth and said, “Do you believe all this nonsense?”? Then how can I trust Jing’er to you?
Poking at the soft underbelly, Hsiao Tzu-yu’s expression was instantly unnatural: “That..” So you mean you agree to entrust Jing’er to me? Haven’t
you two already made it clear to each other? She can if she wants to.
“Jing’er is your maidservant. If you agree, she will agree.”
I pursed the corners of my mouth and looked into his eyes. “I’m not qualified to make decisions for her.”. Remember that you must respect her decisions. She is not your accessory. She is both your wife and a living person.
He stood there for a long time, nodding: “Good.”
Just now, the little eunuch in the palace told me that the emperor had summoned me to the palace tomorrow.
The decree came so suddenly that I loosened my fingertips holding the teacup and had a bad feeling in my heart.
Before the emperor could summon me, an imperial edict came to me.
The emperor gave me the title of Yongan. On the fifteenth day of this month, I went to the State of Song to make peace.
“What?!”
This sudden decree made me rush into the Hall of Supreme Harmony at night.
“I won’t marry.” I’m straightforward. The
three words angered Longyan, and the emperor ordered people to drive me away. Before he left, he did not forget to extinguish my hope: “It’s not up to you to marry or not!”
Look at that face, which is seven or eight points similar to Qi Wan’s, I just feel cold at the moment.
Fall into the cold abyss.
Without warning, I was locked up by the emperor until I got married.
In the meantime, Li Chengqi came to see me secretly. He asked me, “You don’t want to go and get married, do you?”
I’m not denying it.
“Okay, I’ll help you.” What the hell is going on with
this boy who has failed to live up to his original body?
I didn’t take his words to heart. During this period, more than ten concubines in the harem came to persuade me in turn, all for the sake of righteousness.
“Why should I sacrifice my happiness for the sake of righteousness?”
After listening to my words, most of the concubines shook their heads and left, only one person, that is, Jin Fei.
I have never heard of her, and in my memory, I have nothing to do with her, but she loves me very much and is very stubborn.
Later, I learned that Princess Meiyi, whom she gave birth to, was sent to marry more than ten years ago when she was just in her prime of life. But the emperor was over sixty years old. At such an age, it was not too much to be the grandfather of Princess Meiyi. Jin
imperial concubine again more obstruction also in vain, but this is a state affair, and there is no princess of the right age in the palace, the United States and Iraq princess, must marry.
She’s in the same situation as I am now. Concu
bine Jin’s resistance ended with the words of Princess Meiyi: “I should perform my duty well for all the people in the world.”
Unfortunately, Princess Meiyi died only a few months after she married into the royal family of the State of Song.
Princess Meiyi was born prematurely and was weak from an early age. Perhaps she had expected that her time was running out and she wanted to do her last part.
But as soon as Meiyi died, the new emperor of Song ascended the throne, and Qi and Song fell into deep water, and now the border of Qi is crumbling.
Jin Fei Xu wanted to protect her daughter’s short peace in exchange for her life.
Even if only for a moment, she is willing.
I stared at Jin Fei’s face and murmured, “Isn’t it for all the people in the world?”? But I am also a civilian.
“You are not a civilian. You are a royal princess.”
Princess. How noble it
used to be, how harsh it is now.
“Empress Jin, I’d like to see someone before I give you a reply.”
“Please help me.”
That night, with her help, I sneaked into the temple. On the way, I met Xiao Ziyu. He was exasperated. “I heard you’re going to get married?”? What son of a bitch’s idea?!
“The Emperor.”
Hsiao Tzu-yu: “..”
His face was rarely serious, and he had some low pressure.
“Don’t worry!” I patted him on the shoulder and said, “I’m not sure I’ll go yet!”
The conversation did not continue, and I went straight to Zhanjing’s meditation room.
“Almsgiver?”
I gazed into his eyes and said, “Zhanjing, I’m going to be sent to be married.”
He hung his head in a daze for a moment, then said in a deep voice, “The Son of Heaven is the destiny of the Buddha. The benefactor will get a good home.”
The night dew is dignified, the air is condensed, the state of solitude, the sound of needles falling, the sound of falling to the ground.
The choking voice became more and more obvious: “You … …” Won’t you keep me for a while?
“Maybe if you keep me, I won’t go?”
He was silent for a long time and said nothing.
But it’s like saying everything.
He looked at me with compassion and tenderness, like a Buddha pitying sentient beings.
I’ve never found the peace of sight so terrifying.
There is no reluctance, and there is no detainment.
I was never a special case for him. As
his eyes dimmed, he laughed at himself and said, “Zhan Jing, you are really cruel.”
“If I go and get married, maybe you’ll never see me again.”
I looked at him, full of desolation and despair, and his voice trembled slightly: “Didn’t you ever like me a little?”
“Never.”
The sky thundered, and the raindrops stuck in my heart like the tip of a knife.
“I see.”
The voice did not fall, the end has been decided.
The rain was cold and biting, and my throat was so tight that I didn’t dare to look at his eyes again and fled the scene out of my mind.
I just want to run faster and faster.
I promised to get married. Empress
Jin was so delighted that she even gave me the gold and silver jewelry of Princess Meiyi.
The jewelry and clothes were well protected, but the only fly in the ointment was that the marks on the surface seemed to be the result of years of touching.
She’s pinning her daughter’s hopes on me. In
the whole palace, it seems that only Li Chengqi is not happy.
He looked at me quietly through the doorway, his tone a little unsteady: “You..” Have you decided?
“Yes, I’ve decided.”
“Good.”
He repeated twice, “OK …” I’m
not a fool, and I won’t make a decision out of pique. I’m not a great man, and I don’t want to make unnecessary sacrifices.
It’s probably the best place for me to go.
For Jin Fei, for the hard-won peace, perhaps because I saw the people displaced after the war, I want to save more people.
I am not a person in this world, no one cares about me, and it is the same wherever I go.
……
Nine years ago, on the day I got married, six beads shook and ten miles of red makeup.
I sat in the sedan chair, wearing a bright red wedding dress as Princess Qi, and was worshipped by the people. Smiling with great gratitude, as if it were a great joy,
they kowtowed and shouted, “The princess is a thousand years old!”! Princess Chitose!
The voice was long and bright, echoing in every corner of Qi.
Such a passionate and exciting sound of joy, to my ears, is extremely harsh.
I closed my eyes tightly and could no longer suppress my choking. Tears gushed out like spring water, and my body trembled like prevarication.
The palanquin drove to the center, shaking slowly and moving forward, eventually far away from the territory of Qi.
Don’t look back, don’t worry.
Fate here, never see each other again.
In the State of Song, the mountains are high and the road is long. It has been more than a month since we trudged over the mountains. As soon as
I entered the palace, the emperors of the Song and Ming Dynasties made me empress and put me aside in the newly built splendid palace, which was specially built for me by the Song and Ming Dynasties.
Everyone said, the empress is the only favor, the emperor did not accept a concubine, is really a good story.
However, Song and Ming were acting.
He is putting on a show for the whole world to see. On the
wedding day, I was dressed in a wedding dress, and he was dressed in a costume. In front of me, he and the beautiful prostitute were on the wedding bed. When the
battle ended, he did not forget to satirize me: “How did it feel?”
“What?” I didn’t react.
“How does it look?” “A-level blockbuster,”
I said lightly.
Sung Ming’s eyebrows and eyes were full of sarcasm: “This is exciting, isn’t it?”? Do you feel humiliated?
I looked at him, somewhat amused: “Don’t you think that a woman’s honor or disgrace must be controlled by her husband?”? Don’t overestimate yourself.
His face gradually became so contorted that, without looking at the madman’s face, he could hear the sound of his back teeth being crushed.
All of a sudden, he made a move and found my weakness precisely. He grabbed Jing Er by the neck and
said, “Jing Er!”. I shouted.
Seeing my reaction, he smirked and kept tightening his fingers: “I know what you care about most now is her.”
“From this day forward, it is up to you to decide whether she lives or dies.”
Song Ming did not know where to lock Jing’er, in order to coerce me.
He once told me in a cold voice, “Now that you are here, I will make your life a living hell.”
What does it mean that life is worse than death? It’s
probably harder to live than to die, but I have to live. The
splendid palace was transformed into a cage, magnificent on the outside and filthy on the inside.
He tied me to a chair and rained my saltwater whip on me. The
bright red blood dropped on the ground, and the new wound covered the old one. “Open your eyes!” Shrieked the
ear. If you can’t
open it, you will faint.
I do not know how long, a cold stung my nerves, wake up, is a poison whip. The worse
I was tortured, the more harsh Song Ming’s laughter became, and he was extremely happy.
Why do you hate me? I don’t have an answer.
Until that day, he grabbed me by the neck, gnashed his teeth and told me the reason.
“I don’t know if Gu’s mother was treated like this by your father, or maybe it was even more cruel!” The mother
of the Song and Ming Dynasties was the daughter of the former prime minister. After being sent to the palace, she was given the title of Shu Fei and soon gave birth to the Song and Ming Dynasties. The beautiful mother of the
Song and Ming Dynasties is known as the first beauty of the Song Dynasty. Rumor has it that seeing her appearance, everyone will be almost obsessed with her beauty, without exception.
By chance, the emperor of the State of Qi saw the beauty in the distance. As soon as he saw her, he was moved like a mad demon and insisted on capturing her in his arms. The army of the
State of Qi was so strong that the emperor of the State of Song had to give up what he loved. Ten days later, Concubine Shu was stripped of her title and sent to the imperial palace of the State of Qi. Since then, there has been no news of her. It was only
two years ago that rumors began to circulate in the palace that she had died seven years ago, claiming that she had a sudden illness. No one knows whether there are other reasons for
this.
“Empress Shu-fei, did someone kill her?”
I was choked hard to breathe, and when I was dying, he let go and asked with difficulty. “You don’t deserve to know. You just need to understand. You should atone for your father’s sins!
” Sung Ming opened the corners of his mouth.
He won’t let me die easily. What he wants is to completely destroy the defense line in my heart.
He did everything he could to humiliate me. On the back of
my shoulder, a big “prostitute” was carved by a soldering iron. When
the iron pierces the skin, the heart seems to be pulled up, scalded and broken, and can no longer recover.
This is the greatest humiliation for a woman.
A whore.
Song Ming acquiesced that the old eunuch around him insulted me.
He will use different instruments of torture to torture me to pieces.
Every day and night, for me, is like a sea of suffering.
I have to get out of this place.
Every time I have this idea, the reality will give me a heavy blow.
“Don’t have any other ideas, or that little maid..” Song Ming always gives me a reason to persist when I can’t go on.
Yeah, and Jing’er.
Xiao Ziyu is still waiting for Jing to go back and marry her. The days of
being shackled are really hard, but I still have to bow my head and say, “Don’t hurt her …” “She is innocent,” I said hoarsely as I
tried to endure the pain.
“She is only a little maidservant, who knows nothing and is not guilty.” And
I’m not guilty of anything.
Song Ming looked down at me like a dog, crawling on the ground in a dirty way. “No one in Qi is innocent,” he said coldly.
Darkness and hunger enveloped me, and there was a light in the room.
A black and yellow steamed bun rolled down the ground from the crack of the door to my feet. Holding back my discomfort,
I picked it up and ate it in order to survive.
His lips were cracked and painful because of long-term dryness, and tears flowed out of his eyes. I
never thought that one day I would end up like this.
No one would have thought that the emperor of the State of Song married a beautiful wife with red makeup, but she lived like a mole ant in the dark.
Living has become a problem, but how to find the way home? How can
I stick to it? Every
day is like a year, and over time, I become numb.
Then the eyes began to ache violently, and gradually, there was no light.
In front of this road, can no longer see the end.
Finally, in this dark cage, I heard the news from the outside world. On the birthday of the Empress Dowager of the State of
Song, envoys from various countries, including the State of Qi, were invited to attend.
So it can be seen that Song Ming was attentive to his adoptive mother. For
three years, he could not see the outside world, and his eyes, which had not seen the sun for a long time, were hurt. After
someone opened the chains of hands and feet, I was dragged and dragged, not knowing where I was going to be taken.
That night, they put on a flowery pleated skirt for me after bathing, and the color should be as bright as before.
It’s a pity that the skin and bones can’t hold up the skirt. My face in the
bronze mirror should be as pale as paper, like a broken lotus in an autumn pond. The girl who made up
for me seemed to pity me, and her hands and feet were unusually light when she made up for me, for fear of breaking me.
The girl’s voice was soft and sweet, and she thought she could see what was on my mind: “The empress must not be too sad. Your Majesty is now summoning the world’s famous officials for the empress, just to cure the empress’s eye disease.”
Song Ming explained my blindness by accidentally falling from the attic and breaking my head. As a result,
my mood is depressed and my mental state is getting worse.
So, as queen, I have never attended any banquet.
I was hidden for three years.
“Qi Wan.”
Perhaps because of the loss of vision, hearing has become extremely sensitive. I haven’t heard my name called for a
long time, and I’m in a trance. When I
heard the sound, I asked tentatively, “Li Chengqi?” Although I did not attend the
first day of the state banquet, after all, there were envoys of our country, and it was right to visit the princess of our country, otherwise the Song and Ming Dynasties could not explain to the world.
He was not afraid of being seen through the false mask of a hypocrite, and he expected that even if the emperor of Qi knew my situation, he would never take me back.
I held back the maid beside me and stood against the wind. The sound of the soles of his feet touching the
ground became more and more urgent, and his tone suddenly rose: “You..” What happened to your eye?
“I can’t see it.” I am very calm.
Li Cheng-chi couldn’t believe it: “How could this happen?”
“Even if Qi and Song were enemies, and Shu Fei was the mother of Emperor Song, she died in the palace of Qi. How could Emperor Song let me go?”.
Li Chengqi was silent for a long time, so long that I thought he had gone. “I’m sorry,”
he said heavily.
“What are you apologizing for?”
You’re sorry for Qi Wan, not me.
Qi Wan, Qi Wan.
Even sometimes, I can’t tell who I am.
“He Qin has saved thousands of Qi people. You are the benefactor of Qi.”
I want to sneer.
“Is it?” I hung my head and closed my eyes. “Then please, help me once.”
He should not hesitate: “You say.”
“Take Jing’er back to Qi.” I
didn’t know where Jing’er was locked up, so I drew a map blindly by memory. The places
I walked were clearly painted on it.
Leave the rest to Li Chengqi.
Li Chengqi took advantage of the imperial banquet, and his men disguised as eunuchs sneaked into the palace. They had been licking blood at the tip of a knife for many years. They were well-trained and soon found the place where Jing’er was hiding. On the eve of the end of the
state banquet, Li Chengqi took advantage of the rotation of guards to rescue Jing’er.
She was carried out, and I did not dare to approach. I turned my back to her and heard her faint cry very clearly: “Princess..” Princess, I will not go.
The murmur finally dissipated. Holding back my tears, I groped for the wall and returned to the hall.
The state banquet was held for three days, and no one paid attention to Jing’er’s whereabouts.
Over the years, there have been many rumors about me, but few people have seen my true face. I,
on the other hand, became the focus of attention when I attended the banquet for the first time.
Many people stared at the blind queen of Song. The envoys of various
countries were all present, and Song and Ming sat beside me throughout the state banquet, adding food and water for me.
That false whisper makes me sick.
I really want to jump to the center of the hall and reveal the true face of this hypocrite.
But I can’t, at least after Li Chengqi and Jing’er leave Song safely.
My clenched fingers were gently broken, and Song Ming took my hand and said, “Why is the empress’s hand so cold?”
He drawled out, “Somebody, bring a heater.” The voice of these
words was not too big or too small, and naturally many people listened to them.
Listening to the whispers of ministers praising him, I just felt sick. After the
banquet, Li Chengqi stopped me as I passed the rockery. He said, “Tomorrow, I will leave for Qi.”
I said, “OK, have a safe trip.”
He was silent for a long time. “Yesterday,” he said, “when Jing’er was rescued, there was a lot of trouble. She said she wouldn’t leave.”
“Hsiao Tzu-yu is still waiting for her. If she hadn’t insisted on coming with me to the State of Song, she and Hsiao Tzu-yu might have achieved success by now.”
“What about you?” He then asked, “The Song and Ming Dynasties were very scheming. You’ve seen what’s going on today.”
I did not speak, the autumn wind blew life cold, suddenly quiet down behind the rockery.
I thought about it for a long time, and a clear voice came out with the wind, trembling a little and whispering: “Is he all right?”
“Who are you talking about?” Li Chengqi asked.
I smiled bleakly. “You knew that, didn’t you?”
Li Chengqi has long been aware of my abnormality. He always comes to the temple, not just for me. It
‘s also for Zhanjing.
The night of the temple’s assassination, Zhan Jing’s skill when he saved me, made me suspicious.
That night I half leaned on the collapse, sent Jing’er to investigate in the dark, only to know that Zhan Jing was Li Qinian’s illegitimate son, called Li Chengran.
He was not included in the family tree, and Li Qinian never recognized this son.
Even Li’s surname was sought by Li Chengran’s mother.
Li Chengqi is not following me, but has been watching his brother.
Li Cheng-chi, with an obscure expression, chuckled, “You can’t even protect yourself. Why do you care about that monk?”
The wind is very cool, and it stings to the bone.
I know that this may be the last time I see Li Chengqi.
I do not know why, but also give birth to unspeakable emotions.
Perhaps he helped me when I was most desperate. The mission of the State of
Qi had not left the country for more than two days, and the incident of Jing’er’s escape was exposed. You can’t hide it
after all.
Song Ming didn’t dare to intercept the mission openly for a maidservant, but he could torture me.
I heard the curtain of the bed being lifted, and a gloomy voice came from the top of my head: “Qi Wan, you are really good.”
What’s the matter? Is there nothing to worry about if you save the maid? What can you do? Set up an escape or self-destruction? Do you dare?
“I dare not.”
If I do, I’m afraid the war will start again.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t have another way. The
mission of the State of Qi left the Song Dynasty for more than ten days, and I returned to the dark cage.
I’m waiting for an opportunity. There are ten days
before Song Ming’s birthday. I poured the oil I used to comb my hair in the temple
that day on the ground, and the light of the candle lit up in an instant, and the fire kept appearing. I
heard the roof tiles explode violently, and the tiles flew all over the sky like rain and hail, which hurt me in an instant.
They put out the fire and I was carried out. After sleeping for
a few days, as soon as he woke up, he heard the sound of Song Ming gnashing his teeth: “What kind of trick are you going to play with Gu again?”
He soon found out.
In recent days, there have been many disasters, and the mother of the country has lost her sight and set fire to it.
Qin Tianjian said that the State of Song was in an eventful autumn, and it was hard to avoid being in trouble for a while, so he should go to the temple to pray for the fate of the country.
Naturally, I bribed Qin Tianjian. Strange
to say, it never snows in winter in the State of Song.
This year is different. In the winter month, it snowed for the first time in a hundred years.
A night passed, and the sky and the earth were covered with snow.
I rode with Song Ming in the front and back palanquins, and was worshipped by the people. When I
passed the gate of Kyoto, I ran to the height of the gate in surprise under the eyes of all. How
I wanted to go home, the fear grew day by day, and now all I have left in my heart is the expectation of being free.
At this moment, the road ahead is clear. As
I ran faster and faster, Sung Ming, who was not far away, shouted, “What are you doing?”! Stop the queen! Above
the city wall, the capital at a glance, eyes look, are dim lights, everywhere bustling.
But it doesn’t belong to me.
Dressed in white, the nearly naked woman stood on the high tower. The
naked skin is covered with blue and purple bruises, old and new wounds are interlaced, and the body has no skin.
There is also a blood-red “prostitute,” who is unusually harsh.
I choose to expose my own wounds, in such a way.
The princes and the people were shocked by this scene.
This was brought to me by Sung Ming! This man’s gold and jade are lost in it! Clever words, commanding countenance, full of respect, inhuman, tyrannical, such a person is not qualified to be the emperor of Song at all!
“My fate today is your fate in the future!” The image of the hypocrite of the
Song and Ming Dynasties was finally torn apart and displayed in an ugly way in front of the people of the world. In full view of the
public, naked injury, this is the last thing I do for the people.
It is worthy of the identity of the original owner, the people of Qi, Jin Fei and the dead Princess Meiyi.
The shrill voice spread through the white snow, clear and powerful.
Winter remnant song, standing and falling snow, weeping and singing.
I opened my arms, like a light butterfly, and jumped down from the gate tower.
Let me have a dream that I won’t wake up! No darkness, no pain.
That’s where I belong. The
sound of a horse’s hoof is like beating on a man’s heart. The difference in the
other world is that after I died, I couldn’t go home and became a wisp of soul.
Perhaps in the real world, I have already become a wisp of soul, through the body of Qi Wan to live in the world. After death, I can’t return to my soul. I can only follow my body.
And after I became a soul, I saw him at a glance through thousands of people.
Looking up, several groups of people appeared behind him. The
bright flag of Qi fluttered in the wind under the sky, and the jagged swords went straight into the sky, with a cold light. The
dust billowed and surged like the tide.
The leader, Zhan Jing, wearing a suit of armor, stumbled and ran to “me.” He ran so fast that when he fell down, he got up again.
He couldn’t believe it. He felt my breath and called my name.
I’ve never seen him like this.
He clung to “me,” and the tears of blood from his left eye fell into “my” hair.
“I’m sorry..” He cried in a low voice, “I’m late, I’m late..”
I watched in amazement as he took off his cloak, wrapped “me” tightly, picked up the mangled body, and walked forward.
At last he stopped at the side of Sung Ming’s sedan chair.
“Who are you?” Sung asked.
Zhan Jing turned around and said coldly, “The man who took your dog’s life.” In
an instant, Song Ming was killed on the spot by a sword wiping his throat. Blood flowed all over the ground and spread to Zhanjing’s feet.
Song Ming opened his eyes wide and whispered something in his mouth before he died. I heard two words-mother.
Zhan Jing did not look at the person lying down, hugged me, and continued to walk forward step by step, the snow fell on his shoulders.
After that, I thought Zhan Jing was crazy.
He sleeps in the same bed with “me”,
he changes clothes and dresses for “me”,
and he kisses the corners of “my” mouth wantonly regardless of the smell of corruption.
He searched for all the masters and fed “me” the medicine that delayed the decay of the corpse. The body of
“me” was placed in the center of the hall. The table was burning faintly. The flames flickered gently with the night wind, and the candlelight was bright.
He said, “I don’t want you to stay in the dark anymore.” Thirteen years in the
past.
Zhan Jing, as Li Chengran, the son of General Li, led one hundred thousand troops to attack the city.
On that day, the crimes of the Song and Ming Dynasties were announced to the world, and the neighboring countries saw this and joined forces with the Great Qi. The state of Song was leaderless
, and its people were scattered. It was destroyed by the state of Qi and unified the state of Qi and Song. A wisp of
my soul has been floating around Zhanjing. On
that day, a woman talked with me in the land where the Song Kingdom was destroyed.
“I am also a spirit, so I can see you.”
The woman’s figure is somewhat empty, transparent like a dreamer, but her voice is very pleasant. She hangs her head for a long time and sighs,
“I know he’s unforgivable, but I still want to say sorry to you for Song Ming.”
I ignored her and asked her, “Why does the Empress Shufei stay here all the time?”
“Apologize to you.” With a wry smile and a slight tremor in her voice, Shu-fei said, “I’m also waiting for my husband and son.”
“It shouldn’t be like this. We should be happy..”
She said that in the past, the Song and Ming Dynasties were wantonly publicized, and the favored son of heaven was the expectation of the whole Song Dynasty. Later, because she was sent to Qi, she became gloomy, paranoid and crazy, and finally even killed her father.
“Ah yuan can do nothing.” “He loves me as much as his life, but the life of the people is more important than that of the king.”
I hung my head for a moment and said, “Their souls are no longer wandering in this world. I must have known that the empress should have put them down earlier.”
Shu Fei looked into the distance with tears in her eyes, and her figure became more and more empty: “Yes..” My body has long been completely corrupted here.
“The country was destroyed, the family was destroyed, and I never saw them again.”
“Ah yuan, Ah Ming, in the next life, don’t be born in the royal family..”
Her figure gradually disappeared, inch by inch surrounded by regret, the fallen leaves returned to their roots, and the soul returned to its hometown. After the collapse of
the Song Dynasty, the emperor was overjoyed and wanted to confer an official title on Zhan Jing, but Zhan Jing refuted his good intentions on the spot.
Provoked Li Qinian to pick up the guy and smash it. Subconsciously,
I reached out to pick it up, and the thing passed through my palm and hit Zhanjing heavily on the back.
Evil beast! You stole the amulet and went thousands of miles away. Your Majesty is lucky not to blame you. Now you have a chance to be promoted, but you want to go back to being a monk?!
“The woman is dead!” “I want to take her with me and go back,”
said Zhan Jing, without moving. Another slap fell
, cursing Zhanjing for a long time. I was really frightened. The general said, “I don’t think I have a son like you!” It was rare
for Zhan Jing to show such a smile, and she was extremely sarcastic: “Oh..” Did my father treat me as your son all these years?
Without any nostalgia, he only left a sentence that stabbed the general with a ferocious face. He took “me” with him and turned to walk on the carriage.
The rickshaw puller took us back to the temple. Li Chengqi looked at Zhan Jing and said, “It seems that I was right when I chose to tell you.”
“Otherwise, you are a big problem for me.”
“I should thank you.” Zhan Jing bowed deeply to him.
I was stunned for a long time, and the words kept echoing in my ears.
Zhan Jing took me back to the temple, but the abbot felt ridiculous and refused. There is a corpse in the
temple meditation room, which
is too hard to accept.
Zhan Jing knelt in front of the abbot’s meditation room for three days and three nights.
It seems that the weather doesn’t want to have several rainstorms.
The shower lashed the ground, splashing the rain and misting it.
It was not until Zhanjing fainted and woke up a few days later that the abbot relented and put the body in the meditation room where I had lived.
Zhanjing slept and lived with me, whispering to me, telling stories I had never heard before.
Buddha is not a heartless person, but a feeling without any selfish desire, a feeling to save the suffering and the masses.
The night is as black as ink, and the moon and stars have no light.
Have you ever seen the snowflakes bloom and wither for seven nights. As
the sun fell, he sat on the ground, day after day, talking to me.
Medicines and spices have a time limit.
The younger martial brothers did not dare to gossip in front of Zhanjing, so they had to find the host in private. It was hard to gnash their teeth.
In the meditation room, there was already a faint smell of “my” body corruption. The smell was so pungent that even I dared not approach it.
But as if nothing had happened, Zhan Jing stubbornly refused to agree to take “me” away. He insisted on asking the superior for a non-perishable spice to protect me.
But where is so easy, the abbot saw that he was so stubborn that he changed his usual docility and surrounded a few people to suppress Zhanjing.
I looked at him like a mad demon, waving his arms and reaching for something to keep.
No! No You can
‘t take her away! Ah ah ah!
His blue veins burst and he shouted himself hoarse, and five or six young monks could not control him. After breaking free
, Zhan Jing pounced on the decayed corpse of “me.”.
“The Last Day!” He repeated, “Give me one more day..”
Tomorrow “I” will be buried.
He took a hairpin I had used and put it on the edge of the couch. Suddenly his voice rang out
in the room: “Wan Wan.” Startled,
I looked at the sound and saw his eyes, which had no focus, breathed a sigh of relief.
He added, “I don’t know why, but I feel like you’re still with me.”
I was shocked to see him touch my cheek and say my name over and over again. In the middle of the
night, he held a corner of the silver hairpin in his hand and talked to himself, saying that he was guarding the memory between us.
He said he would wait for me in the same place. He,
on the other hand, took out the blade hidden in his sleeve, which was so bright that my eyes hurt.
I was shocked, and under my frightened eyes,
Zhanjing ended his life. The moment
he closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he were relieved.
“I’m not being buried, I’m dying for love.” Wan Wan, did you hear that? The memory
he couldn’t get out of was the cage that trapped him all his life.
Endless night.. When the wind blows the leaves fall, the leaves fall silently.
The last lamp burns out its brilliance in silence, and the endless night is silent and flowing.
My soul lingered in the same place, watching the abbot and the little masters endure all kinds of grief and bury me and Zhanjing in a wasteland outside the Lin Temple.
The abbot said, “It took him a lifetime to make up for this regret.”
He was supposed to be high above the masses, and when he fell from the altar, he was just a mortal.
“Love is hard to write, and the river of love is hard to cross.”
He’s gone, but I haven’t found a trace of his soul.
Rumor has it that the seven souls who miss someone will leave one soul with their lover.
Zhanjing has no more nostalgia in this world.
I quietly stay in place, I do not know when the soul will melt, after melting, I can not go home?
Probably after more than two months, Zhan Jing’s family, only Li Chengqi came.
He reeked of blood and had come back from the war.
Li Cheng-chi stared at the tombstone of the two of us and burst out laughing, pulling the corners of his mouth: “You really walked together.”
He turned his eyes to my tombstone and suddenly asked, “Are you my Wan Wan or not?” I stood
where I was. What does that mean?
“Forgive me for this belated apology.”
“You are good to me, but I am sorry for you.” When he
said this, he looked around to make sure no one was there, and then he took something out of his sleeve. Like thunder and lightning,
I was so shocked that I stood there like half a piece of wood.
Ink pen? Memories of scars emerge in
Qi Wan’s memory.
At that time, the good times did not last long, the world tossed and turned, many years later, looking back, Qi Wan lost her bamboo horse, and the green plum withered.
Under the instigation of Lin Yueer, who is not a good stubble, the friendship is completely separated.
I had thought that all dreams were empty, and the scar on my neck was the result of the play.
But now it seems, not because of Lin Yueer’s provocation, but the system, the system let Li Chengqi kill Qi Wan.
Li Chengqi also came through, and he had to strictly carry out the orders of the system.
I am the soul wear, I am different from the original body, the system sensed, so after I woke up, it did not continue to give the order to kill me. Perhaps
he was afraid that he would forget something when he returned to the real world, so he wrote the names of important people on it.
The pen is red, and there is only one name written on it-Qi Wan. After
being stunned for a while, tears rolled down his cheeks.
“If you’re not Wan Wan, what about my Wan Wan?”? Where did she go? Perhaps she died forever by the cold sword.
“But I just want to go home..”
“I’m so lonely.” After a long
silence, the setting sun reflected the back of his turn, and his lonely and thin body disappeared into the night.
He is like falling into the abyss and fighting alone, unable to do what he wants to do and unable to love who he wants to love. On the day of
marriage, I saw Li Chengqi by accident. I had doubts, but now I understand. Perhaps
he just wanted to sneak a look at his Wan Wan in her wedding dress.
The rest of his life is very long. Where is Li Chengqi’s home?
Time withers bit by bit, like a candle burning out slowly, blowing through one spring, summer, autumn and winter after another.
Zhan Jing said he would wait for me in situ.
I waited for him year after year, but he never came.
Gradually, my soul began to disappear.
I love walking in the bleak autumn leaves, heart smoke with that wisp of wind, drifting in the wind. I
gradually lost consciousness, as if I were in a dream.
On the road, there are flowers on the other shore that can only see flowers but not leaves.
I walked along a road for a long time, and there was a river at the end, and there was a bridge over the river.
The Yellow Spring Road? Forget the river? What about the bridge? Meng Po, with her long
pale hair coiled up and her figure already bent, trembled and handed me a hot soup for the night: “Drink it.” Instead of answering,
I whispered, “This must be a dream …” Seeing that I didn’t move,
Mrs. Meng said, “Not willing to give up?”? Then you have to jump into the Forgotten River and wait for thousands of years before you can be reincarnated.
“After a thousand years, if you can still remember what happened in your past life, you can go back to the world and find the person you loved most in your past life.”
I stared at the steaming soup for a while and then asked, “Is it true that there are people who will remember one person for thousands of years?”
Meng Po looked at me and shook her head gently. “No.”
I was silent for a long time, took Meng Po Tang and drank it down.
Death is not the end, but forgetting is.
Forget it, forget everything, and start over.
When I woke up from the hospital bed, I saw the old couple crying in front of the bed.
They fixed their eyes on me for a long time, as if they could not believe it, and then they cried with joy, calling the doctor one after another.
They looked at me with tears in their eyes and said, “At last, I woke up.”
The doctor said that the memory loss caused by the huge impact on my head could be temporary or permanent.
Although I don’t remember my parents, or my blood nature, I am very close to them.
They told me that I was carried to the hospital after the accident that day and slept for four years.
The doctor advised me to stay in the hospital for another two months and then leave the hospital. After confirming that nothing had happened, I began to live a two-point-one-line life as usual.
There seemed to be nothing wrong and everything was calm.
The only strange thing is that I often dream of a man.
That night, I saw him wearing a white dress, holding a stick of incense in both hands, bowing his head piously, kneeling down and saying such words as “May she be safe and secure.”. When
he asked for a red rope and handed it to me, my eyes were red for a moment.
Then he disappeared in front of me, like sand blown away by the wind.
“I won’t forget you.” He said to me.
Suddenly, I opened my eyes and found that it was another dream. I
don’t know why my heart was beating so fast. I quickly raised my left hand. There was really a red rope with a small sign hanging on it, which said “late.”.
But my mother said that she asked for it from the monks in the temple when I was in a coma.
My mother took me to make a vow, and I must thank Buddha for blessing me to wake up safely. My mother
and I walked up the hill step by step, and I saw a man in front of the temple.
He was standing under a ginkgo tree, dressed in white, but I noticed at a glance that the red rope on his wrist was exactly the same as mine, and there was also a word on it: “Jing.”.
Thoughts seem to be stripped, for a moment I do not know where I am, my mind constantly flashing a man’s figure.
He looked at me and said with a smile, “Late night.”
Wan Wan, Wan Wan.
My body shook uncontrollably, and my heart seemed to be clenched by death, and I walked towards him three steps and two steps.
When I was about to touch the corner of his clothes, my eyes suddenly darkened, and when I opened my eyes again, there was no figure.
In front of us, there is only one ginkgo tree.
Zhan Jing:
I have never seen such a woman.
So wanton pride, and free and easy.
I admit, I envy her.
Unlike me, I was born an inferior bastard.
My mother regards my father as her life, but the sky is not by man, even my surname is from my biological father. Do you still need to ask for
such a natural thing?
My mother’s explanation was that if it hadn’t been for my birth, she would never have been so humble. Perhaps my father would have married her as a concubine, and this life would be glorious.
Aristocratic families pay attention to blood nature, and people with humble status are doomed to be treated as prostitutes for fun, and can not leave Li’s descendants.
But the mother did not understand this truth.
She blamed everything on me.
She hated me for ruining their friendship, so she never cared about me.
She spoke ill of me, and I didn’t feel a trace of maternal love since I was a child.
Only in front of outsiders will she pretend to be a loving mother, mend my clothes and cook delicious food for me. The queen spoke ill of me and called me a bitch and a disaster star.
Then she died, and when she died, I didn’t shed a tear.
Looking at her unwilling to close her eyes and thinking about her father in her mouth, I just feel sad and ridiculous.
Only without pity.
Soon, I found a more difficult problem. The problem of
survival.
At that time, I immediately thought of seeking refuge with my father, whom I had never met.
At that time, I stayed quietly outside the Li Mansion for three days, and finally saw my father standing side by side with several people dressed in extraordinary clothes. I trotted up to him and called out hopefully, “Father!”
But he quickly denied it and said to me, “Where did the little bastard come from and dare to call me father?!” Several dignitaries
around him showed different faces.
And my smile froze on my face, and later I learned that my father almost ruined his career because of me.
My father couldn’t bear to see me as a “dirty thing,” so he sent me to become a monk.
At first, I didn’t understand why even my father hated me so much?
Later, I gradually put it down. I will abandon love and be loyal to Buddha all my life.
Love is so unpredictable, and people’s hearts are so dirty. It’s so
dirty that you can deny your own child.
My heart to Buddha is stronger and stronger. The best way to live is to
be heartless and desireless.
Until I met her.
She seemed to like me very much and smiled as soon as she saw me, as if the warm sun was shining on her heart.
She is like my little tail. She follows me all the time. She does a lot of things for me.
Before long, I found that she began to appear in my dreams, and began to appear in any corner around me.
I can’t help thinking about her, and I feel angry when I see her talking to others. The feeling of being controlled by
others made me very resistant, and I began to avoid her.
I wanted to see her from the bottom of my heart, but I kept telling myself, “Don’t fall.”
So she came to me that night and said she was going to get married and asked me to keep her.
I didn’t open my mouth. Maybe after she left, I would slowly put it down and become as heartless as before.
But I was wrong. After she left, she began to appear more and more frequently in my dreams. I dreamed that she was in pain and wanted me to save her.
Dreams are regarded as weaving and are never credible.
Heard that the emperor of Song treated her very well, well, perhaps this is the best home for her.
I try to let go, and the daily thoughts and reason keep pulling. The
pain wants to tear me apart.
But Li Chengqi came to tell me that she had a bad life, very bad, and was even abused.
“Go and save her.” What had happened to
her that she needed to be saved?
I stood there, and after a long time, I began to imagine her being abused.
She has cried in my dreams countless times, begging me to take her away..
The repressed reason finally broke down.
I did the most extraordinary thing in my life. I stole my father’s amulet without asking for a decree. I sneaked into Song with a cavalry in the name of my father.
I know what this means.
Treason, war, or death in a foreign land.
But I don’t care about anything anymore. I want to fight for my life and save her. I can go anywhere for the rest of my life, as long as I have her.
But I’m late. She’s gone.
Far away, I saw the naked girl on the gate tower, jumping down from the gate tower like a light butterfly, with blood all over the ground.
I lost my mind. Why?!
How did this happen?!
Such a warm person turned into a cold corpse.
I held her in my arms and walked aimlessly. Where would I take her?
Then go where we used to be. Before I
went back to the temple, I killed all the people of Song, but I could never get my Wan Wan back. The word “prostitute” on
her shoulder plunged into my body like a knife.
It hurts.
Her back, her waist, as far as the clothes can cover, none of it is good.
It’s all bloody. It’s shocking to look at. Will Wan Wan feel ugly?
But she is still duty-bound to show the scar in front of the world, just to keep the peace of Qi.
Wan Wan, are you in pain?
With my repeated insistence, I finally brought Wan Wan back to the place where we belong.
I combed her hair to dress her, just like a normal couple.
I even sought the secret medicine to try to keep her body alive.
But Wan Wan didn’t give me this chance. Her body was rotting day by day. I could feel that she was really going to leave me forever.
I made Wan Wan angry, and I couldn’t coax her back.
My life seems to be meaningless.
I’m a coward.
I dare not admit that I have betrayed the gods and Buddhas. I can only be a mortal with seven emotions and six desires, just like my parents. What is the reason why so many
people recite the Buddha’s name and so few die? It is constant love and desire. This is what the abbot said to me.
In fact, on the day of marriage, I secretly went to see her off.
Like a thief rat, he escaped from her feelings and watched her sedan chair go farther and farther. I didn’t keep you
that day, which is the regret of my life.
I just know that a wrong step is a lifetime.
So, in the next life, I will guard you.
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