Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

He was silent for a long time, and finally raised his eyes slowly to look at me, but had an unusual calm: "I only lied to her to avoid this battle."

"why?"

Qing Han took a deep look at me: "Because, I want to return her."

"You want to—repay her?" I looked at him stupidly, only to feel that a sorrow came from my heart, and suddenly my eyes became hot, but saw him drop his eyes and slowly said: "She Yes, I have no way to respond to her. What I can do, I can only return her something else. "

"..."

"In this battle, the sword has no eyes, and life and death are unpredictable. She was deceived, not to save her life, at least to save her from going through these."

"..."

"All I can do is that."

"..."

For a while, I felt that the sourness disappeared, but it turned into something else to fill my body, bulging as if to crack, every heartbeat was about to pop out of the chest, but that feeling, Not uncomfortable, even more than happiness.

When I spoke again, my voice was shivering because of this almost surging emotion: "Why?"

He became somewhat cramped, his eyes flickered, and his pale face was stained with the rare redness these days, hesitating for a while, he finally seemed to have the courage, raised his head and looked at me, a word The word solemnly said: "Lightness, I still like you-"

The last word disappeared on the tip of the lips.

I leaned over and pressed his lips.

I've never kissed a person like this, such lips and teeth depend on each other, and my breathing is hot, but it has nothing to do with ****, just want to kiss him, want to hold him tight, and want to be closer to the beating thing on his chest, Closer, you can make two people breathe like lingering at this moment, you have me, you have me, never separate.

His lips were full and warm, with the bitterness of ten vanilla and the sweetness of wild fruits, slowly spreading out on the tip of his tongue.

He seemed to have lost all his reactions, looking at me with his eyes wide open, and in the dark eyes, it was all me.

I didn't know how long it took before I slowly backed away, and saw his pale face burned red, but his eyes were particularly bright, reflecting me close at hand.

The two foreheads wanted to resist, and the breath was full of each other's taste.

"Lightness ... lightness ... lightness ..."

He called my name over and over again, so soft, it seemed to be entangled in my heart, and I heard his voice, it seemed to me to think of many years ago.

The autumn day that was calm as a picture, the blue sky was clear and high, he and I sat on the field, surrounded by a golden wheat wave, exuding an almost intoxicating aroma. After I taught him these two words, He thought so repeatedly.

Actually, it's not that I never thought about it.

What would happen if he could continue this way with him at that time.

What if there is no Pei Yuanzhang in my life, only him?

Is it true that all the pains before can be forgotten; all the injuries later will not exist?

If only I met him from the beginning, all right.

If only I fell in love with him earlier, all right.

Thinking of this, I could not help closing my eyes. The bitter and sweet tongue slowly tasted a salty taste. What did Qinghan feel suddenly? I hurried back and held my face down. At first glance, I saw the messy tears on my face, though silent, it seemed to cry more sadly than ever.

"Lightness?"

"..."

"Lightness ..."

I just shed tears silently, shook his head without saying a word, and he seemed to understand everything, no more to say, but leaned over, some effortlessly raised weak arms and hugged me.

My chin rested on his shoulder, knowing that he was hurt, and could not bear it, but I didn't want to leave. The two hug each other like this, I do n’t know how long, I slowly turned my head against his ear, and said gently, “Light cold, will you go with me, okay?”

"...!"

He trembled, holding my hand and pushing back a bit, my eyes staring at him.

"You follow me."

"..."

"Let's go together, shall we?"

He didn't speak, but his eyes were clearly hesitant and hesitant. I wanted to say anything, and I saw his eyes turned behind me. A figure moved from behind, covering both of us.

I hurriedly turned around and saw Shen Xiaokun returning without knowing when to go, standing at the door of the cave, looking at us both with disdain.

I was shocked.

Why is he back again? Is he still not willing to come back and harm us?

Thinking of this, I hurriedly turned around and blocked Qinghan behind him, but his hand grasped me steadily, Shen said, "Shen Xiaokun, what are you doing?"

Shen Xiaokun's tall figure stood at the door of the cave, covering up the sunlight, and sneering at us: "You two are very romantic."

"It has nothing to do with you."

Qing Han gritted his teeth and tried hard to get up, but he could only squat up halfway, reaching out and pulling me back, while watching Shen Xiaokun at the entrance: "What are you doing back?"

Shen Xiaokun hugged his arms and looked at us with a lot of time, it was like watching a movie: "If you don't come back, how can you see such a good show?"

I suddenly remembered what I had just done, and although the situation was urgent, I couldn't help but blush.

Qing Han also seemed a little cramped, but didn't relax at all, glaring at him.

Shen Xiaokun sneered, lowered his arms and walked in slowly. Both me and Qinghan became tense, especially me—the rhizomes of the ten herbs just given to him were not much. According to the efficacy, he recovered. It won't be that fast, but what is he going back to now--

Just as my heart was pounding, Shen Xiaokun stopped again and looked at us and said, "I'm back to tell you that I've seen all around and there is no way to go up or down."

"..."

"If you're leaving here, it's better to go back."

I froze all of a sudden, but I never expected that he would tell us this when he came back. It was unexpected to me, and Qing Han did not respond for a while, only watching Shen Xiaokun sneered and said, "However, if I want to leave, Not as troublesome as your two wastes. If you don't want to go wrong, you better go back. "

In fact, after waking up, I have seen the surrounding terrain. The mountains are so tall that they really ca n’t go up. It ’s even more terrible for people to come down. According to Shen Xiaokun, there are probably such mountains here for dozens of miles. Potential.

And the waterfall that we fell down before, although there is a great difference from the valley, but remembering the terrain there, maybe it is possible to climb back slowly.

Moreover, there has just been a big war there, and it is presumed that the empress will not stay in that kind of place for too long. We go back, and maybe we can avoid their search.

Thinking of this, my eyes lightened, and I looked at Qing Han, but he didn't speak, just looked down and thought, before looking up at Shen Xiaokun: "Why come back and tell us?"

Shen Xiaokun glanced at me behind him and said coldly, "I said, I have clear grievances. Whoever lives my life, I repay it."

I was speechless for a while.

I have always been hostile to the Shen family, especially Shen Rou. I almost wanted to eat raw meat, but I did not expect that the Shen family could raise such a clear-cut person.

After saying that, Shen Xiaokun turned around and left. I wanted to say thank you, but I could n’t say it for a while, but he stopped walking when he walked to the entrance of the cave, glanced back at the light cold, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Hello, mud legs."

Qing Han's face sank, and he looked at him resentfully.

Shen Xiaokun said: "You better not die so soon."

"..."

"I may not lose you all my life."

After saying this, he turned his head and went out.

The rest of me and Qing Han were sitting in the cave. I couldn't say a word. The two just looked at each other—the danger had left, but neither I nor him felt relieved. Shen Xiaokun's words let me just The more obvious the problem is in front of each other.

I looked into his eyes and never looked so solemnly, as if I wanted to see the deepest part of his eyes to see the answer I wanted.

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The river outside the cave is still running, just like life, no matter how painful and struggling it is, what kind of happiness lasts, after all, you still have to go forward. You won't stop for a moment because of your pain or happiness.

I stood by the river. The clear water was flowing around my ankles, bringing a cool feeling. Even the sun was not so poisonous. The stars that were covered by the shade of the trees were projected on the river, blending with a sparkling wave. One, the eyes are so bright that they are almost open.

I reached out and covered my eyes subconsciously, just looking at the shallow water in front of me, a fish shaking its tail leisurely.

Just right.

As soon as I was in my heart, I raised the sharpened stick in my hand and was about to insert it, and heard the chilling voice coming from the river: "Don't insert that."

When he looked back, he was sitting on the bank of the river, pointing his finger at the fish: "Go back behind it and stick in close to you."

Then, isn't the fork empty?

However, in retrospect of his past activities, I simply sent a letter and lifted the wooden fork and fork. It was clear that it was facing the air, but it really caught the fish. There was a splash of water. I lifted the wooden fork to see the one above. Not a small fish, immediately smiled happily, and walked to him in three steps and two steps: "Look!"

He looked at me with a smile: "I'm right."

"Ok."

"Come, I'll help you light the fire."

He said, holding my hand up slowly, went to the cave to light a fire with me.

Since Shen Xiaokun left that day, two people have begun this kind of life. It seems that everything that happened before has become a waking dream. My question, he did n’t answer me, and did n’t say anything. Two people It seemed like there had never been that problem, and that choice was just ordinary.

His injury is slowly improving, and he can help me to stand up and walk around, but there is still no way to exercise more. The weakness caused by the cracking of the wound must be supplemented with more food. Under his guidance, I finally caught some fish that could be imported, and the situation is better than before.

Without flint, it took more effort with ordinary stones to finally get a fired species, and soon baked a fish, no salt, no fishy ginger, the taste of the fish was not good, but for me and For him, it is already a rare and delicious.

Although they ate the first bite, the faces of the two were not very good-looking.

After a few days of training, my craftsmanship is slightly better, and the fish is no longer stinky. I carefully stabbed a piece of fish in my hand and fed it to his mouth. He glanced at me and opened his mouth obediently to eat.

"how about it?"

"Uh-huh, it tastes great."

He ate his cheeks on both sides, like a squirrel who slipped down from a tree and stole fruit in the cave two days ago, and stared at me with wide eyes, but I just lowered my head and stabbed intently. what.

These days, life is rare and even sweet, but he is not stupid. He can feel the depression in the peace, just a little, it is enough to make such a peaceful life completely beyond recognition.

As if trying to calm down the atmosphere, he smiled and said, "I have never been an uncle like this, and I do n’t have to do anything to eat."

I looked up at him and smiled and delivered the fish to his mouth: "If you want, let me be your grandfather for life."

"..."

He choked for a moment, chewing the fish stiffly, and stopped talking.

But I looked into his eyes and refused to relax at all: "Light cold, some problems cannot be solved by escape."

"..."

"Neither of us can escape our lives here."

"..."

"Would you like to follow me, you give me a word."

His originally raised eyebrows slowly narrowed down, his eyes staring at the flames that fluttered in front of him. Such eyes said that calmness seemed to be burning, and that the burning was condensing, so that I could not see anything, only Can keep asking: "Let's go together and leave here, okay?"

"..."

He was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head to look at me: "Light, the teacher used to say two sentences when he was drunk. Do you know which two?"

I froze.

After Fu Bazhen was drunk, he often read two sentences—?

One can die for affection, and one cannot live for it.

To die for love, to die without regret; to live, but not just for the affection of men and women.

In human life, there are more things to do, more goals to pursue, more dreams to accomplish.

He was a little hesitant, but he opened his mouth firmly—

"Light, I'm really happy to see you in Beijing again."

"..."

"but--"

"..."

"But I didn't go to Beijing for you."