first concubine

Chapter 691 The past is lonely. 2
That night, he went to play with Zhan Yu, and when he passed Qianqiu Palace, he was inexplicably curious.

He dismissed all the servants and walked into the Qianqiu Palace that made him miserable for the rest of his life.

It was a snowy night, dense snowflakes like goose feathers danced in the air, and the plum blossoms in the Qianqiu Palace were in full bloom, but it was empty, without a single figure, allowing this beautiful scenery to bloom alone.

At that time, he just sighed that there is such a beautiful scenery in Qianqiu Palace.

Getting excited, he walked towards the depths of the Qianqiu Palace, and when he walked to a courtyard at the back, he looked up, and the words Begonia Garden above the door were mottled, and snowflakes fell into the grooves of the characters. Refuse to melt.

He walked in while he was in the mood.

The Begonia Garden is very large, with an unknown number of Begonia trees planted, but the leaves have fallen bare due to the severe winter.

The bare trunks are covered with snow, which is crystal clear.

When he was young, he liked such a quiet place, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

The moment he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bright red figure passing through the chaotically growing crabapple grove. The small figure was wrapped in a red polar cape. It seemed that he didn't see him, and walked straight into the depths of the crabapple garden. .

When she started to run, the red cloak on her thin body was swaying, and her waist-length black hair flowed down, stretching and dancing behind the girl.

The snowflakes fell on the black hair, attached to it, swayed with the hair, and entangled with the black hair playfully, refusing to leave.

Standing there, he suddenly felt pleasantly surprised.

Without thinking, he followed, and quietly followed the girl's footsteps. In the depths of the Begonia Garden, he saw the girl squatting on the ground, with the red cloak scattered on the white snow field behind her. The waist-length hair hung down to the snow, lying there softly.

Covered with snowflakes, it is breathtakingly beautiful.

He saw the girl squatting under a crabapple tree, digging pits at the root of the tree, digging with bare hands. Beside her, lay a very thin smiling black cat with mottled spots on her body. I can't move, my body is already stiff.

Died for a long time.

The girl was sobbing softly while digging the hole. The snow was covered under the tree, and it had already frozen thickly. Her hands were scratched, and bright red blood flowed out, dyeing the snow she dug out red.

It complemented the bright red dress on her, and he actually felt distressed.

After the pit was dug, the girl stretched out her hand to pick up the little black cat, wrapped it in her arms with a cloak, as if she still didn't believe it was dead, and wanted to use the warmth of her body to bring it back to life.

It's a pity that she waited for a long time, but the little black cat just didn't wake up.

It was late at night, and the lantern hanging under the crabapple tree was violently swayed by the wind, so the girl reluctantly put the black cat in her arms into the pit.

As soon as he put it down, he picked it up again.

Very distressed, he patted off the dust on its body, and put the black cat's body beside him.

He didn't know what she was going to do, but he suddenly saw her take off the cloak on her body, spread the cloak on the ground, and put the kitten's body on it carefully, tears fell again, the girl said softly She cried and said: "Brother Hua, after you leave, no one will play with me anymore, I am so sad."

As he spoke, tears dripped down and fell on the little black cat's body.

(End of this chapter)