Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I myself walked to the door from the dungeon with no fingers, and in the long way, I saw the high steps in front of me, a faint moonlight coming in, and it was also shining on Mr. Ma's body. Looks old and tired.

Hearing my footsteps, he hurriedly turned around and saw me walking up the steps, then greeted him: "Miss ..."

He originally wanted to ask me why he didn't call him, but the faint light of the lantern hit my face at once, and my paleness and apathy were clearly visible, and his words stopped by his mouth.

After looking at me for a while, he reached out and grabbed my arm and held me.

I looked up at him: "Master."

He said softly, "Let's go, the humidity below is heavy and it's not good for you. If you have any words, go out and talk."

I nodded and was walked out by such a crippled old man. The iron door was closed behind us, and Mr. Ma commanded several young men guarding him to be more careful, and even more cautious. As soon as possible, Mr. Ma hurried to catch up.

It was dark and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

Only a few screams of chickens and dogs came from afar, and the main house was still brightly lit. Until this time, it didn't rest. It was enough to prove that the incident at the Yan Clan Ancestral Hall during the day was a little, How much influence the tranquility of Gantang Village.

Mr. Ma carried the lantern and walked beside me quietly.

My pace is getting slower and slower, knowing that this road will come to an end sooner or later, but I would rather go on this road forever. Mr. Ma turned his head and looked at me. After a while, he said gently, "Miss, the old man just said one thing."

"..."

I turned to look at him.

"There are many ways to let a person die, and some ways can make people unknowing, even without any pain."

"..."

I was silent for a moment, then shook my head gently: "If he really wants to die, maybe he will want to die very painfully, preferably, the most painful death method in the world."

Mr. Ma froze for a moment, and then sighed softly after a while: "I can't see him, but he looks like him."

"..."

I laughed bitterly.

Because of that method of death, at least half of the pain he suffered will remain in my heart forever.

Mr. Ma shook his head and said, "Miss, you just talked to him for so long. Did anything come out?"

I said, "No."

"..."

"He just gave me a difficult choice."

Having said that, I turned to look at him. In the moonlight, his silver hair was flashing with a faint light, every strand and every strand seemed to be telling him about his loneliness, perhaps, a happy decades.

I suddenly asked, "Master, have you ever had a difficult time in your life?"

He snapped: "Me?"

"Well, let's say--" I thought for a moment, and whispered tentatively, "for example, when my aunt decided not to marry for life, and came to this place to guard the ancestral temple."

"..."

The old man was speechless for a while, but I saw that his face was full of surroundings, a little bit unclear and unknown, and even unreal like a smile with any expression, but it was only a short time before he turned When I looked over at me, he laughed and said, "I'm old, and I'm so embarrassed to say these things at such an old age."

I laughed: "It's okay, there are only us two here."

"Ok……"

"Say, I want to hear."

He seemed to hesitate for a while before he said, "Well, it's been decades ago anyway, let me tell you."

"Then, then--"

"When she made that decision, your grandfather was planning to build a horse farm in Xichuan, because I always kept horses with him, and the horses of the Yan family were handed to me, and there were not many troubles. So he also decided at the time to give me the racecourse. "

Sure enough, the first time I heard that he was raising horses with his grandfather, I thought of it, but now, Xichuan only has a home, but not his old horse.

I said, "But because of your aunt, you gave up?"

He was silent for a while, then nodded: "Well. When the racecourse was half-built, when I went back to the Yan family to report her work, I found that she was absent, and asked the people around me, everyone said that I didn't know this thing. The married daughter wants to put the spiritual position in her ancestral hall. This is something that no one has ever done. If it is passed on, I am afraid that the big families in Xichuan will come out against it, so your grandpa has always blocked the news. But he himself, but sick."

"then you--"

"I was at the Yan family. At that time, there was still a little way, so I asked the truth about this."

"Then you decided to come over and protect the ancestral temple?"

"In fact, at that time, I was still hesitant to set up that racecourse. It was my wish for many years. I wouldn't do anything else. I would only raise horses."

"..."

"But it didn't take long for your grandpa to die."

I said softly, "So you're completely determined?"

"Ok."

He nodded, and his voice was slightly faint: "Your grandfather treats me with the grace of nurturing and the knowledge of encounters. I have always regarded him as a dad. He died, and I want to be filial for him; —— "

"In particular, my aunt has come to the ancestral shrine."

"Yes."

He said, turning his head and looking at me with a smile. Every wrinkle on his face was full of smiles, and said, "She didn't make me make a difficult choice. That choice, for me, It is what you want, and you are willing. "

I also laughed, but the smile was still a little bit sad: "But does she know what you gave up for her?"

"..."

"Now, Anjia ’s influence in Xichuan is so great. Anjia ’s horse farm has even brought out several big families, each of which is a wealthy man. If the old man made another choice, maybe now, everything It's all yours. "

He laughed. "Maybe."

"If aunt knew all this, would she--"

"She doesn't know." Mr. Ma shook his head. "She doesn't know that there is a reason for her in my choice."

I was slightly shocked-I don't know?

He made that choice for her and gave up so much, but the other party didn't know it?

I hurriedly said, "Why don't you tell her? You should tell her, if you let her know, you're for her—"

Father Ma laughed, "Why tell her?"

"you--"

"It's my own business."

"..."

"I made this choice because I was willing to do it, not because she asked me to do it. In case, if I made this choice, would anyone else be reluctant? Hahahaha ..."

As he spoke, he laughed again.

I looked at him with a bit of surprise. This old man is probably the one I've seen the most, the most open-minded, and the most open-minded, from the choice he made decades ago, from his insistence over the years, from He just said it lightly, but it was like a gigantic sentence.

Although he is old, he is indeed a rare and clear man among the ten feet of red dust.

After he smiled, he lowered his head and looked at me, and said calmly, "Your choice is just your own business and has nothing to do with others."

"..."

"Just think about what you want."

"..."

"If it is good for others, others will miss you from the bottom of their hearts; if it is harmful to others, of course, others will come to you to settle accounts. As for whether you think others should respond to your choices-don't forget, That's your choice. "

"..."

"If I want to rely on this choice I made and ask her what she wants, then I'll make a fortune-whether you believe it or not, with your aunt's temperament, you can hit me on the spot."

He was originally such a magnificent person, but when talking about it, he seemed very relaxed and happy, not as heavy as I imagined, and I couldn't help laughing, indeed, according to Yan Yi's personality and In style, he will invite a monk to teach his five younger brothers in public when he is a few decades old, and maybe he will really do it.

I laughed: "But she wouldn't really be so ruthless to the old man. How would you say that when you were young--"

He smiled and shook his head: "She doesn't know."

I snapped: "What?"

"She doesn't know." Father Ma smiled and said seriously: "She didn't know, I liked her then."

When he finished this sentence, the two of us just walked back to the main house. There were some noises in the original, but at this moment I was ignored. I looked up at him suddenly as if not Can't believe my ears.

Yan Yi, don't you know that Mr. Ma likes her?

For decades, Father Ma has chosen to come here to guard the ancestral temple for her. She gave up everything for her. Maybe she doesn't know these choices, but-she doesn't know the intention? !!

I held my breath: "Why not tell her?"

Father Ma blinked, and the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper.

But he didn't say anything, just smiled at me.

Just before his smile was gathered, suddenly, a person ran out from the inside in a hurry, almost hit us, and looked at it. It was Yan Ruoyu, her face pale and tears on her face. As soon as he saw us, he choked immediately: "Old man ... cousin ..."

Upon seeing her like this, Mr. Ma and I both froze.

And in my heart, there was a moment of uneasiness.

I said, "What's wrong? What's wrong? So shocked?"

Yan Ruoyu looked at us. At this moment, he couldn't control it, and his tears were like rain, and he cried, "Aunt her, she-gone!"