The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 497 The Unbearable Years (4)
From when she grew up as a young girl and ignorantly said that she wanted to marry the best-looking person, to when she left willfully and went to Lutai Mountain.

From the time when she brought Han Ye back to announce to everyone in the world that this was the person she liked, to when she married a sick man without even saying hello, he never even saw her in her wedding dress.

From the time when she protected her husband and made him hurt him and forced him to leave the northern border, to the time when she went deep into the enemy camp regardless of her life and rescued him from the prison of the Turks...

How much I hate it, Situ He hates Jing Xiaobai so much.It has been three months since He couldn't find Jing Xiaobai, and he dreamed that she called his name again.Jing Xiaobai, who has been attached to him since he was a child, always has a different voice and tone when he calls He, and will never be the same.

In the dream, she was swallowed by the flames, weeping in the ruins, still his familiar face, struggling in pain, helpless, just calling his name, she called him, hey, why didn't you come to me?
With a splitting headache and shortness of breath, Situ He held his head in his hands, his eyes burning like fire.

For three months, when he closed his eyes, he saw her crying, but when he opened his eyes, he couldn't find her anywhere. He didn't know whether he should go to his dream to see her suffering and helpless, or live in reality and pretend that he didn't know that she was gone. ...Jing Xiaobai will never be here again...

After burying his head for a long time, Situ He finally let go of his clenched fist, and looked at the handkerchief embroidered with crabapple flowers under the hazy moonlight...

Situ He suddenly fell off the bed like crazy, put on his clothes and went out.

In February, when the North County Mansion is cold and windy, and the Central Plains is also cold in spring, the spring in the south of the Yangtze River has quietly arrived. With the sound of cuckoo, the weeping willows by the moat have already sprouted, a piece of fresh tender green.

The crabapple flowers in Shengjing are blooming, and the few crabapple plants in front of the Jinhua Palace are blooming especially well. They are charming and charming.

Last year, Jing Xiaobai got married here, but he failed to catch up.

And it has been three months since Jing Xiaobai left, and she hasn't said goodbye to him, so he always thinks that she just married out of the palace, and still lives in the Zuoxiang Mansion in the east of the city with that useless sick son-in-law.

He was just annoyed that she married suddenly because of her willfulness and recklessness. As long as he didn't go to Zuo Xiangfu, she would always be there.

He always thought she was still there, but he had an awkward dispute with He, and came to see him first after refusing to compromise. When she lost her temper, she would always come to him.

Walking on Changxing Street, he always turned his head for no reason, looked around for a long time, he heard Jing Xiaobai calling him, Hey, I can't walk anymore, you carry me, carry me back every day, right?
Jing Xiaobai, silly girl, He is willing to carry you back, he will carry you no matter how far away, don't hide and hide, He's eyes are not good, I looked around, but I still can't find you, why are you still so uncomfortable? obedient?
It wasn't until he walked through Changxing Street, saw the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in Fahua Temple, and realized that the Golden Pavilion had become the tallest building in Shengjing City, that he vaguely remembered that the Medicine Master's Pagoda had already caught fire and collapsed. It is said that his silly girl was buried. Among the ruins, there are no bones left.

The Changxing market was crowded with people and traffic. The people in the capital were still discussing their livelihood after the war. It seemed that everyone was there, only Jing Xiaobai was gone.

Heh, heh...

He always heard her calling him, always turning his head, taking one step at a time and walking in three steps. She had annoyed him since he was a child, why didn't he keep annoying her when he hated her?

When Li Shu, who was dressed in commoner clothes, found the Bodhi Square of Fahua Temple, the first thing he saw was a familiar figure kneeling under the Bodhi tree.

The unscarred side of the face is handsome and extraordinary, and the side profile is as sharp as a knife and an axe. The person in front of him is Situ He, who was dressed in bright clothes and angry horse crowned Jinghua back then.

However, this time Situ He was not wearing a red brocade robe, he was wearing a black robe when he was wearing mourning.

Li Shu slowed down and walked around the steps to the other side of Situ He, his brows were slightly frowned, and those small eyes narrowed into a line——

A person's appearance will change according to his mood and experience. Situ He, a handsome young man in the past, now looks rough because of the several inch long scar on his face.

And because his mood could not be broadened, and his thoughts were pent up in his heart, it was only three months later, and Situ He's face was much older.

The collapse of the Pharmacist Pagoda in Fahua Temple cut off the incense in this famous temple in the former dynasty. It is even said that many people were killed in the fire that day. The Buddhist holy place stained with blood can no longer protect the people.

Li Shu never believed in these rumors of ghosts and gods, so he deliberately walked up to Situ He with a heavy footstep, and said with a smile: "Hey, General He, are you still worshiping? If you come here every day to worship, the bodhi tree can still become a fairy? How about it?" Shave or become a monk, and save those troubles!"

Situ He heard the words, but still did not turn around, just clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to the Bodhi tree. He bowed like this several times before getting up. He never cared about anything with Li Shu, but asked: "What are you doing here?" ?”

If it was still the prosperous and prosperous scene in the past, and the power of the Li family was all over the court, where would the young master Li, who was a rich and idle person, go?

But now it is not what it used to be. Li's family was ransacked and beheaded for committing rebellion, and the only thing left was a pair of sons and daughters, who were also demoted to common people and could never be officials or concubines.

At the beginning, Young Master Li set up a stage for entertainment on Changxing Street, and when he wanted to sing, he sang a few lines to practice his voice for elegance.Now this has become his ability to settle down in Beijing, earning a living by going on stage every day as an actor.

Singing in one's own theater is completely different from singing in other people's theaters, so Situ He asked this question.

Hearing Situ He's question, Li Shu's face did not change at all. From outsiders' eyes, he is the most unconscionable person in the world - Li's family was raided, his own father died unexpectedly, he fell from wealth to this, but he never shed a tear Flow, still gag every day so uncomfortable.

Even if the spectators point and point behind him, or even mock and humiliate him face to face, he can still speak and laugh at Yan Yan repeatedly saying yes.

"General He has no conscience. He has never remembered my birthday since I was a child. I have to beg me every year to join in the show. Later, I simply hid in the Northwest. I don't even need to give in to the show. Really heartless! Are you going to pretend to be deaf and dumb today?" Li Shu laughed.

Even though he was dressed in commoner clothes, he did not lose his color when he was dressed in fancy clothes, and the word "decadent" could never be associated with him.

Situ He really couldn't remember Li Shu's birthday, and after hearing what he said, he had a vague impression.When they were young, the day they went to Bibo Pavilion for the first time to have fun, wasn't it Li Shu's birthday?
In the Bibo Pavilion, Jing Xiaobai saw something she shouldn't have seen. It was also that day that Jing Xiaobai foolishly kissed him...

Situ He unconsciously pursed his lips, but the smell of roasted sweet potatoes had long since disappeared from his lips, Jing Xiaobai, Jing Xiaobai...

Seeing that Situ He's eyes were empty, Li Shu smiled as if thinking of something happy, the smile was fleeting and turned into a deeper bitterness, he naturally knew who he was thinking of.

(End of this chapter)