Nightfall

Go all the way north and continue north.

The Longqing prince walks alone in the wind and snow, and the **** Lu Chenjia silently follows in the distance. The snow horse kicks the horseshoe silently and slowly eliminates fatigue. From morning to dusk, then from dusk to morning, I don't know how many days have gone , How far away, the dark night in the north of the wasteland is still so far away, there is no trace of distance.

On the way, Prince Longqing held a handful of snow chews when he was thirsty. He slobbered when he was hungry, and became weaker and weaker. It seemed that he might fall down at any time and would never get up again. A lot of changes have been made, but every time I climbed up hard, I do n’t know how there is so much vitality in my thin body.

Lu Chenjia looked silently at dozens of feet away, but kept her distance, and didn't mean to step forward, because she knew he didn't like it, she also held a handful of snow to chew when she was thirsty, and took dry food from the horse when she was hungry Eating, looking at the weak figure due to hunger, it took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to send food.

From the snow to the snow stop, from the wind to the wind stop, the two men and one horse are still on the cold wilderness of black and white, and the majestic posture of the Tianji Mountain Range can be seen faintly in the distance from the rear. There is no hopeless world.

One day, the Prince Longqing suddenly stopped and looked at the dark night beyond the north. The fingers of the skinny tree shivered slightly, and then let go. A branch that had been picked up a few days ago fell from the palm of the hand. With a bang on his feet, he glanced down at the off-white toe nails that fell from the branches and found no bleeding.

He raised his head and continued to squint to the north of the night, then slowly turned around and looked at Lu Chenjia, who was dozens of feet away, and said hoarsely, "I am hungry."

Lu Chenjia's eyes were wet, he almost cried out, forcibly calmed his mind, took out the dry food with trembling hands, and softened with the warm water prepared in the dark every day! Then hold it in front of him.

Long Qing didn't say anything, just swallowing clean food in a panic as she was no longer delicate and rough, and then rubbed her throat with satisfaction, and went back on the road.

Only this time, he no longer went northward, without any signs, without any reason, without any words. He, who thought that he had been abandoned by Haotian, no longer tried to throw himself into the arms of the night, but turned lonely and turned to the south.

Lu Chenjia stared at his back staring at the back of her, she was just feeling happy, and it gradually became colder, because she confirmed that it was not Long Qing ’s decision to regain his life, but that he was really desperate, even desperate for the night. Yes, he is still alive, but is this living person Longqing?

She led Xuema behind Longqing and secretly looked at his face, lowering her head and whispering, "In fact, it's good to go back to Chengjing. When you are in Taoshan, you often say that you miss the garden of the imperial palace. I'll go with you?"

The Longqing prince looked at her indifferently. It was no longer the kind of pride indifference that came from the bottom of the bone marrow, but the indifference of passers-by who gave up and said, "How can you be so stupid? What do you do back to Chengjing?" Was the ministers loyal to Chongming sent people to be assassinated? Or was he killed by his father for the overall situation? "

Lu Chenjia was stunned, and immediately woke up to understand that if Longqing returned to the capital of Yan Kingdom, he might not be able to see the early morning of the next day, because now he is not a son of Xiling, who is supported by the temple, but just an ordinary person. , How can it be fortunate to be involved in the dangerous snatching of the heirs?

"Master Zhang has always admired you, and besides there is also the Judgment Throne ..." she said cautiously.

"Stupid, do you really think Taoshan is where the light is holy?"

The Longqing prince looked at her mockingly and said, "What you appreciate and what you value is based on your strength. Ye Hongyu will not lie. She does not need to lie. I have been shot by Ning Que as a waste person. What's the use? Could you think that I look better and can really absorb believers for the temple? The old guys above Taoshan have nothing to fear except Haotian. Where can you find such cheap compassion? "

These words were very mean and bitter, but they could not be refuted at all. Lu Chenjiamo lowered his head silently and muttered, "Is it okay to go to the lunar wheel? You know I have prepared a garden in Jingshan and have been waiting for you to see." "

Talking about the word moon, she knew she was wrong.

Sure enough, Prince Longqing's face became more indifferent, his eyes even showed disgust, and stared at her face with resentment and said: "I don't go north because you are an annoying woman who always follows me. May I see my sincerity? I do n’t want to die, so I had to go south, it ’s that simple, but I do n’t want to die. It ’s nothing to do with you, so if you ’re willing to give me something, you better shut up. ”

Lu Chenjia slowly clenched her fists, squeezing her lips tightly, looking at the shadow of the wilderness sun, looking at her shadow and the shadow of the man opposite, and found that they could not overlap in any way.

All the way south, continue south.

The wind and snow have disappeared, wild animals have marks, and the longer you go south, the closer you are to the prosperous and real world. However, the shadow of two people and one horse on the surface of the wasteland, and the slow southward journey has always maintained a sad distance.

The country of Yan is located at the northern end of the mainland, bordering the Wangting court of the prairie, and beside it there is such a terrifying existence of the Datang Empire, so the national strength is difficult to talk about the power, and the people can not talk about the rich, the time is close to each other. At that time, the cold in the deep winter was rising, and the capital city Chengjingli could be seen everywhere.

A thin beggar may cause sympathy among the people. A hundred thin beggars may only arouse people's disgust and fear. The bosses of the dining hall of the hotel in Chengjing Street and Alley are all beggars in sight and sight. The colleagues in Chang'an City have the fun of making porridge. Whether the beggar can eat or not can only depend on his own ability.

A thin ghost-like beggar, holding a broken bowl, walking aimlessly in the streets of Chengjing City, he did not attract anyone's attention, the street scene in the streets should be familiar, nor did he cause him Attention, his attention was all attracted by the scent from the hotel dining room, but unfortunately it was obvious that he did not have the unique begging skills like those old beggars, the one on his body was still in the cold wind The sour-smelling coat and the messy hair that was more tangled than the city gate rope prevented him from entering those places at all.

Three consecutive restaurants directly drove him out, especially the second one of the last one. He even kindly knocked him **** his thigh with a stick, and then kicked him to the middle of the street.

The thin beggar's face was covered with dirt, and he couldn't see the age at all. He leaned on his hips and carried a broken bowl. He shouted at the restaurant in the middle of the street. All kinds of swear words were worse than his. The dirt on his body was still smelly, and it wasn't until Xiao Er rushed out of the door with a stick that he ran away in embarrassment, where can he see his original identity and mannerism

On the other side of the street, the flower idiot Lu Chenjia took the snow horse and looked down at the picture. His right hand was tightly clinging to the reins, and there was a little crystal wetness in her eyes, but she still did not cry because she still had hope.

On the way back from the wasteland, she had freshened her clothes and changed her clothes, only because of her unhealthy face and thin figure, she looked particularly haggard, and she became more pitiful. If it were n’t for the snow horse beside her, Knowing that it is a precious thing, I do n’t know how many city gates or people in the rivers and lakes will make her feel bad.

In the past few days, she watched Longqing return to the capital of Yan Kingdom under the surname, watched him wandering down the street, at the bottom of the world, watched him be greeted by the restaurant Xiao Er with a stick, watched him struggle for survival, and couldn't help thinking several times. But he dare not step forward, because on the way back from the wasteland, Long Qing stopped asking her for food after seeing the people. Whenever she wanted to help, he would growl like crazy and even shout. Everything that could be touched at hand hit her, whether it was stone or mud, except for the broken bowl used for begging.

Lu Chenjia is very sad. Her grief lies in Longqing ’s present situation, in that Longqing drives herself away, and even more so she finds that Longqing can only smash herself with stones and mud like a naughty boy or a real beggar. Whenever she thinks of Longqing, she will realize This reality, sensitive and proud, what kind of pain and discomfort should he have?

Prince Longqing, who became a beggar, finally grabbed half a frozen bun from a woman's basket in the evening. He proudly stuffed the bun into his arms and missed the half-urn cabbage hidden in the residence Bangzi Tang hummed the melody that he had heard in the same room in the Xiling Tianyuyuan in his early years, and walked out of the city with his broken shoes.

There is a Taoist temple outside the city. The Longqing prince did not enter the Taoist temple. He did n’t even look at the Taoist temple. If you know that in the past, if the Taoist temple knows that the Longqing prince is outside, it will inevitably empty the whole view and pour water to pave the way. Welcoming in, however, when the little boy said a few days ago that he wanted to stay in Taoist temple, his eyes were so disdainful.

Therefore, Longqing did not live in Taoist temple. He lived in an abandoned Buddhist temple outside the city.

Longqing is dirty now, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com is unkempt, and his hair can't be undone at all. Fortunately, in winter, the wounds between the chest and abdomen are not rotted, and there are no mosquitoes to follow, otherwise the beggars in the abandoned temple will not allow him to settle here.

Back at the Abandoned Temple, Long Qing found that he was not too hungry, at least not so hungry when asking for food from the woman on the wasteland, so he decided to leave the half of the buns until tomorrow to eat, and covered himself with a slight drum The abdomen, imagined the smell of steamed buns soaked in cabbage and kiwi soup tomorrow morning, and fell asleep sweetly.

Lu Chenjia led the snow horse and watched the flames in the abandoned temple silently in the dark. She knew there were many beggars in it, and she knew that the beggars were probably bragging each other ’s beggars ’harvest today. After a moment of silence, she Turned around and left, but did not go far, and spent the night in a forest not far from the abandoned temple.

She thought that Long Qing did n’t find that she was still following him, because after all, she was a strong man in Dongxuan Shangjing. Now Long Qing is just an ordinary person, but she has forgotten one thing as a couple who have known each other for many years. It is also often clear where Longqing is, which has become a habit or intuition.

However, happiness or unfortunately, Long Qing also has this intuition.

(See you tomorrow.)