The maid is the queen

Chapter 212 Re-memory

I sat on the stone on the steps and listened, tapping lightly with my fingers, the sound of his flute became more and more pleasant, and it took a lot of time before I knew it.

When I got up on the third morning, I still saw a line of footprints, but there was no breakfast at the door. I followed the steps and went all the way to the back of the temple. The footprints pointed me to the temple building at the back.

"Why are you coming from here today?" I said softly, "Master Huiqing really doesn't like pilgrims visiting the monastery."

A pair of hands covered my eyes, cold and cold.

I went to hold his hand: "Stop playing with this."

But this smell is not Xia Juntang's. When I realized it, he had already covered my mouth, bumped my head against the wall, and kicked me down the snow mountain.

The world was spinning, I screamed and rolled down quickly, I wanted to grab something, but I couldn't grab anything, the pain and dizziness made me wonder what would happen to me in the next moment, I just thought that I would be able to reach the end soon , rolled to the top.

Hit into something, I finally stopped, the blood pressure on the eyelids made me very uncomfortable, the sky was gray and dark, and the snow hit my face, it was really painful.

When I woke up, I felt that there were one high and one low in front of my eyes. I was lying on a person's back, looking at the high and low snow-white, I just felt that my eyes were in front of me. I wiped it and saw a blood-red spot in my hand. .

"Don't be afraid, the doctor will be found soon?" The person carrying me said anxiously.

"Pain." As soon as I opened my mouth, that was the word.

Although his voice was anxious, it still sounded nice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, hold on, and you'll find a doctor soon, soon, I promise."

"Who am I?" I asked softly.

Because I suddenly couldn't remember who I am, and I don't know who he is, why did he walk behind me who was bleeding.

He stopped, then turned his neck and called me in great astonishment: "Zhiqiu?"

"Zhiqiu, who is Zhiqiu, my head hurts so badly."

The astonishment in his eyes hadn't dissipated, and he ran again.

The wind and rain passed in a blink of an eye, and I lay on his shoulder with a headache and bit my lip. Finally, I found the doctor, and he kicked the door open rudely, calling out in panic: "Doctor, look quickly, she fell and hurt herself. "

The doctor came over to show me, with a look of surprise on his face: "What happened, why did I fall so that my head and face were covered in blood, fight back, my God, this foot is also..." He talked endlessly.

The handsome man who carried me grabbed his clothes and shouted with a ferocious face: "Take care of her quickly."

He wiped my blood with a cloth in one hand, and held my hand tightly with the other. He seemed to be more nervous, more painful, and more frightened than me. I always looked at him inexplicably, who is he?Who am I?Who is Zhiqiu?

The pain of applying the medicine powder made me gnash my teeth, but he held my hand, and it didn't seem to hurt that much. He looked at me with worry and pain.

The doctor bandaged me up, and I lay dying on the bed, just looking at him quietly.

He grabbed my hand, his face full of remorse.

"You are Zhiqiu, Yun Zhiqiu." He looked at the gauze around my wrist and said in a low voice.

"What about you?" I asked softly.

"Xia Juntang." He said three words.

I think these three words are really nice, and only such a handsome and elegant person can be equipped with such a poetic name.

He held my hand: "A sudden change is a pure heart. Zhiqiu, you are Yun Zhiqiu, you don't have to be afraid, I will accompany you, and I will tell you whatever you want to know. "

I don't know why, but I'm not afraid of this person who has no impression at all, his brows are furrowed into a mountain, I try my best to laugh, and I feel a little relieved.

I can't remember anything, why am I so relaxed?

"The capital city is not a good place. It's too prosperous and too much to let go. Zhiqiu, get well soon and I'll take you to a place where no one will ever hurt you again."

"I believe in you." I tried my best to pull out a smile.

He gave me the intuition to believe, don't be sad, I believe him, really believe, the warmth from his palm makes me feel that the weather is not cold at all.

The place to recuperate is in a place covered by green bamboo, the bamboo leaves have not yet fallen, and the accumulated white snow has a unique charm.

When the wind blows here, there are all kinds of creaking sounds, and it is extremely cold, but this is only outside, the inside is so warm that I feel cold, there are six or seven braziers in a room, and it is smoked. The hot air made me drowsy. I touched my bald head and it pricked my hands. From this, I can know that I must be a monk, but I don’t have a ring scar, and my hair will grow out soon. Whenever I go out for a walk When I leave, he will put a hat on me.

"Zhiqiu, come, hot chicken soup, drink it while it's hot." He came in with a bowl of chicken soup: "The snow is melting a lot today, it's really cold outside, it's like early summer when you enter here. "

"You know, but I don't want to drink chicken soup, good oil, can I not drink it?" I looked at him beggingly, and I found that as long as I looked at him like this, he would not be able to refuse me.

But he shook his head, with a smile in his eyes: "You can't stop drinking. If you don't sing, your health will not recover. If you don't drink, you will be afraid of the cold."

"Could it be that if I drink it, I won't be cold when I go out?"

He lowered his shoulders and looked at me: "How come Zhiqiu always loves to use tricks."

I smiled and looked critically at the small amount of oil on the bowl. He was very careful and scooped it up every time.

He smiled and said: "Take out your spirit of not being afraid of hardship. Yun Zhiqiu is bold when drinking medicine. You won't cry if you drink it directly. If you change this chicken soup, it shouldn't be a problem." .”

"After the snow melts, it will be spring. Are we going to the northwest in spring?"

He nodded, watching Feng Yu want to pat open the window: "Yes, I'm going to the northwest, I think you will like that place."

"Will it?" I wiped my lips after drinking the chicken soup, why did he look so sure.

He nodded: "Yes, you definitely will. The sky there is extremely blue, the grasslands there are endless green, and the sheep there will trip up stupid people." He smiled comfortably as he spoke. , it seems that I am that stupid person, but when it comes to green grass, I like it very much.

With him, I will not be lonely. I don't seem to want to remember all the things in the past, and I don't ask him. I just know that my name is Yun Zhiqiu, and his name is Xia Juntang. He can play the flute, play the piano, and He can play chess well, second-hand and write good calligraphy. Such a jade and talented man treats me very favorably. I really don’t know why he treats me so well, but I like this kind of relaxation very much, because I can sleep well, eat well, and I can find traces of happiness from the sound of his flute.

Isn't it the simplest things that people are looking for in this world?
He never made fun of me, he would teach me how to play the piano, he said that I used to be very good at playing, he gave me a bunch of maces that he carried, he said that they could kill the night.

The injury on the head healed quickly, and the foot was slightly broken, but he couldn't walk around. He said that it would take a year or so for the injury to fully heal.

He has profound knowledge, he also knows martial arts, he has strong and powerful arms, he can split firewood with a single force, but I can also see the nobility between his brows: "Why are you so kind to me? "

He always laughed: "Don't ask."

He always refuses to answer this question, and when I ask, I feel sad in my heart.

In March, oleanders bloom among the bamboo forests. I wore thick clothes and hopped slowly on one foot. The bamboo was scratched, and I don’t know who wrote it.

The sunlight leaked from the dense bamboo leaves, like jade, shining brightly. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, I always felt like someone was looking at me. I looked around, but no one saw it.

Xia Juntang was still preparing the carriage in front of the door, and said loudly: "Zhiqiu, don't go too far, be careful, you will be leaving soon."

"Hmm." I agreed.

There are many bamboo shoots in the forest. In the bamboo forest, I saw the unerased words, which said Xia Juntang and Yun Zhiqiu. I will definitely go back, and Zhiqiu will definitely wait for me.

The date is also recorded on it, but after the calculation, it has been several years.

I touched the sentence with my hand, Zhiqiu will definitely wait for me, and my heart ached.

Jumping and walking back, he put the heater in the carriage, watched me come back and said softly: "Don't think it's too hot, you'll get cold all the way to the northwest."

"Hmm." I still answered.

He takes care of me, I don't have to do anything, I don't have to think about anything, just say yes.

Xia Juntang, will I definitely wait for you?But why would I become a monk?Looking at you now, I feel so guilty.

"What are you thinking? Hurry up and climb into the carriage by yourself." He smiled and went in to get the piano again: "Okay, everything is ready, let's go, leave this capital completely."

I got into the carriage, but we huddled together on the carriage board with him, looking up at the sunlight penetrating through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, shining on my face warmly, and leaving the bamboo forest, it was a piece of green, the fields They are all planted with seedlings, bathed in the spring light, that is a clump of hope.

This is the gate of the capital, and I can still see the golden brilliance when I look back, that is the palace representing the highest power.

Looking back, I looked at the road ahead with a smile. The carriage jolted along the official road, and the pedestrians on the road all smiled at us.

The Northwest seems to be full of hope and happiness. I look forward to going to the Northwest soon.

He said that the capital is my sad place, and when I look back, the golden light is getting weaker and weaker. Why is this my sad place?But I believe in him, he always carefully coaxes me to be happy, and when he sees me smiling, bright flowers will bloom in his eyes, but he doesn't know it.

"Zhiqiu, get in the carriage, it's windy here."

I shook my head: "No, I don't like to sit in a square space. It's so uncomfortable."

He smiled and said, "I'll teach you how to ride a horse when you arrive in the Northwest. When you get used to it, you won't be afraid of riding a horse."

"Xia Juntang, you are so kind. If anyone marries you in this life, that person must have accumulated a lot of virtue in his previous life and be very blessed."

He took a long breath: "It's just that my blessings and virtues are not enough."

(End of this chapter)