Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

"Miss, where will you go?" Xiao Yusheng looked at me, his eyes looking deep and heavy.

My heart stopped beating because of this problem.

Where will it go?

I do n’t think I ever asked myself this question many times. I thought I could stay in Jinling and Pei Yuanxiu safely, but I did n’t expect to leave after all, but when I left that man ’s side, I Where and where can I go?

Looking at my tangled eyes, Xiao Yusheng seemed to feel the contradiction in my heart. He was silent for a while, and said gently, "Miss, will you return to Xichuan?"

I glanced at him.

His expression was bland and gentle, saying: "No matter what the situation is in Xichuan and regardless of the Yan family, as long as the Xishan Academy is still there, it will definitely be the home of the young lady."

"..."

"Moreover, if the young lady returns to the academy, I think brother, he will be happy."

"..."

I was silent for a while.

I do n’t know, the happy brother he said was Brother Nan Zhenyi Nan who was in charge of the overall situation at Xishan College, or Brother Liu who was only a short distance away from us, but I did n’t ask, only a grateful With a smile, he said, "Thank you, this, I will consider it."

Xiao Yusheng also smiled.

In his smile, he seemed to understand something, and when he turned around, the surrounding sky was completely dark, and he leaned towards me and said, "Miss, rest first, these things, we You can discuss it later. "

"Well, you should rest early, too."

"Also," he said, glancing around again, and said gently: "The young lady's departure from Jinling must not be hidden for a long time, and everyone will know soon. The young lady is here during this time please Do n’t go out for the time being to avoid being known, and I ’m afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble. "

"okay, I get it."

He turned and walked away. After he left, I still stood in the corridor on the second floor, looked at the scenery for a while, watched the lights flashing everywhere in this small fishing village, listening to the distant river flowing, and the wind The familiar fishy smell from the middle roll, everything is like the time that has been dusty many years ago.

Like yesterday.

And the quiet room, and the faint, orange-red light from the windows.

It seemed that I could feel my general eyesight. After shaking the candlelight a few times, it fluttered out, and then it merged into the dark surrounding sky.

I took a final look and turned back to my room.

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Early the next morning, Ruta came again.

Xiao Yusheng didn't talk to any maids around them, so I didn't have a special person to take care of my diet. She brought me breakfast, combed my hair again, looked at my face in the mirror, and sighed softly, "You've lost a lot of weight."

"is it?"

"In my impression, except when you were pregnant, you were a bit fatter during the confinement period, and so thin at other times."

Then he squeezed my wrist: "Look, it's the same as a firewood stick."

I smiled: "You're fat as you say it, look at yourself," she said and pinched her wrist. Of course, she was more rounded than me, but she was also thinner, but I knew it. I remember, she followed me to set up an embroidery workshop, and she was busy every day with a silver bracelet on her wrist, and she could only put a handkerchief inside.

She laughed: "I worry about so many things every day, it should be thin. However, it is much better than the previous year."

I said, "I heard Boss Wang said that your Qingyun Embroidery Square is now very famous, and many of the big silk villages in Yangzhou City want to do business with you."

"What's my Qingyun Embroidery Workshop? It's ours!" She corrected emphatically.

I laughed.

"I'm not kidding," Ruxiang said, her face becoming more and more serious, "Although I know that you will not be short of money in these years, but I have saved all that I should give you, in Dafeng Qian Zhuang, I also brought the ticket. You can take it with you and cash it elsewhere. "

Then, she took out a stack of Zhuang tickets from her arms and put them on the table.

"you--"

"It's not just money," she continued. "This embroidery workshop is made by you. I just manage it for you. If you don't come back one day, I'll take care of it. If you don't come back, I take care of it for a year. But If you come back, this embroidery workshop is yours. "

"..."

There was a hot, almost sour heat in my heart, which gave me the urge to cry. When I looked up at her, I saw that Ruxiang's eyes were slightly red, and said, "I know, This time, you just came here and settled down. You, like the third brother, will not stay in this small village for a long time, and this is not a place where you can show it. "

"..."

"But I still hope that one day, you will come back, really come back."

"..."

I held her slender but powerful wrist, looked at her sincere eyes, didn't speak, and just smiled gently.

...

When Ruxiang and I had a long talk, and almost half of the morning had passed, she had to go home to take care of the embroidery workshop, and then left. I sat in the room for a while, looking at the thick stack of tables on the table, which was regarded as a tempting ticket, and I was polite. , In a personally saved purse.

Now, this purse has been bulging, and it is almost going to be split open.

With a hint of unspeakable satisfaction, I patted this bulging purse gently, then got up and went out.

Finally came out of this small building. When I went downstairs, I asked the attendant who was waiting at the entrance of the stairs, and then I knew Xiao Yusheng was out. I don't think they will stay here too long, they must be ready to leave Yangzhou at any time, and of course they need some care.

Then I went straight to the door of that room.

It was extremely quiet and there was no noise. If it was not for the attendant to say that he had hardly gone out these days, I would have mistakenly thought that there was no one at all.

At the door, I knocked twice carefully.

Soon, there was the familiar, somewhat muffled voice: "Come in."

I pushed the door and went in.

This is a cold, snow-like room.

I heard Xiao Yusheng say that Ruxiang also mentioned it. He came to this yard and never closed his door. No matter how severe his typhoid and frailty was, he did n’t want to eat ridiculous things, so his illness was slightly delayed, until It took three days before he finally resumed his usual diet, but his mood was always low.

Neither Xiao Yusheng nor Ruxiang understood that. He only felt that he was suppressing himself too much, but after I calculated it, I understood.

That was Pei Yuanzhen's first seven.

However, even after Pei Yuanzhen's first seven, he can no longer be his past.

At this moment, I saw the familiar but unfamiliar figure. He was sitting in front of the desk case and seemed to be looking at himself in the mirror, and I could see at a glance that his silver, which almost never left his body. The mask had been taken off and placed by his hand on the table.

Then, as soon as he looked up, he saw me reflected in the mirror.

I also saw him in the mirror. Although those eyes were so desolate, they were clearly visible at a glance, but they were so empty, there was a kind of people who could see through at a glance. vast.

It's cold and cold like this snow cave room.

At this time, both of them were quiet.

I do n’t know how long it took, or he had the action first, but he picked up the mask at hand, and quickly put it back on his face. Immediately, the pale face in the mirror seemed to be immediately covered with a layer of ice. Like every time in the past, it looked cold, even if it was not face to face, you could feel the coolness of those eyes and thousands of miles away.

Then he turned around and looked at me, greeting calmly: "Madam, don't come here."

I also opened some dry lips: "Master Liu ..."

As soon as the words came out, I regretted it.

Because, seeing his eyes twinkling, as if to be broken, he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Mrs., is already a prisoner of the imperial court, the murderer who killed the princess, and the wife need not call him I am 'adult'. "

I thought about it, and then slowly said, "Light cold boy."

He nodded lightly.

I went on to say, "But my son doesn't have to call me a wife anymore. After all, my husband has married another person, and I have escaped from Jinling. I can't afford the name of" Mrs. "

He didn't look at me, and his lowered eyelids seemed like a haze, which was thickly covering his eyes, making me unable to see his emotions at this moment.

After a long time, he said gently: "Miss Lightness."

I nodded.

Then the two fell silent again.

Actually, I have a lot to say to him, and he must have a lot to say to me, but now it seems like something intangible is stuck in my throat. When face to face, every word is Can't tell.

A gust of wind poured into the room from behind me, adding a little chill to this room that was originally like a snow cave.

He was thinly clothed, but he didn't seem to feel it. Maybe it was because somewhere on him was a little bit colder than the cool breeze and the cold air, but when he saw my pale face and thought Thinking, saying, "Madam, let's go for a walk."

I nodded. "Okay."

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It seems warmer outside in sunny places.

None of us spoke, but all of them didn't leave the house, just walking in this small yard. The sun shined through the patio, and the sun added a touch of warmth to the cool bluestone slab road under our feet.

It seems that the road underfoot is illuminated.

Although the two were walking together, they did not walk side by side. He walked ahead, and I walked behind him.

No one spoke, as if thinking, brewing, and I gradually realized that walking one after the other, every step, every stop, unknowingly fell into an inexplicable rhythm.

When he took a step forward, I happened to step on the invisible footprint he left behind.

Take one more step and also step in his footprints.

I looked up and looked at his broad shoulders. He was always upright, but at this moment, I do n’t know if it was because he was seriously ill and he was healed for some other reason. He looked a little embarrassed, as if an invisible mountain was pressed on his back. .

"light……"

"light……"

The two spoke at almost the same time, his footsteps stalled and finally stopped.

I also stopped only one step away from him, stepping on the footprint he had just left, and watching him turn back. Under the sun, there were large shadows on his face, which made me unable to see him clearly. What kind of expression was he? Only heard his voice said slightly dumbly: "You say it first."