Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Pei Yuanfeng looked back at me for a first glance, as if stunned, but immediately smiled.

As he wiped the sweat from his forehead, he slowly walked down the steps and said, "I got up so early, why don't I sleep more?"

"I don't want to sleep."

"Isn't the child arguing with you?"

"No, I just—maybe I can't sleep because I'm back in Xichuan."

"Isn't Xichuan your home? When you return home, you should be at ease. Why can't you sleep?"

"My home? My home ..."

I repeated these three words in amazement, and then looked at his dark eyes and smiled wryly.

Yes, Xichuan is my home. When I return to Chengdu, I can see Qingchen, Aunt Hong, and Su Su who stayed here, and Shuixiu and Du Yan who have been back here from Beijing. The beautiful scenery of the mountain, the quiet and elegant Yilan House, speaking of it, also belongs to me.

Here, of course, is my home.

For the past ten years or so, my concept of "home" has been very vague. Until now, it seems that the word "home" has some specific forms in my mind.

However, I don't know what my home will bring to my home this time, and what will Xichuan face.

Probably this is why I can't sleep at night.

Looking at my embarrassed expression, Pei Yuanfeng was silent for a moment, and then said, "You don't have to worry too much, we will be hurt when the sky goes down, and we won't hurt you."

When I heard him say this, I was a bit relieved again, and smiled slightly. At this time, one of his soldiers came over to take his sword and gave him a towel to wipe his sweat. Obviously, he is also used to it. Yes, I turned to look at their room: "What about light cold?"

"He's so tired, he's been sleeping a lot, so I didn't wake him up."

"Oh, let him sleep a little longer."

He nodded.

At this point, the two of them were quiet, there was nothing to say, and they didn't know what to say. It was too early now, and the mist in the mountains seemed to be a barrier that isolated people from everything around them. It seems that there are only two people facing each other. That kind of quietness makes people dare not break it easily.

In the end, he opened his mouth first.

"How are you doing?"

"..."

I froze, looked up at him, and nodded to answer yes, but saw him chuckled again and lowered his head and said: "I know, you will tell me well."

"..."

"Liu Qinghan said the same to me."

I looked at him with a smile: "Don't you believe what we say?"

He looked into my eyes: "But I know, he saved you from the second brother's hand."

"..."

My heart was caught unpredictably like a needle, and a familiar pain spread across my body for a moment, irritating me slightly.

Pei Yuanfeng looked at my eyes intently, as if the pain in any point in my eyes disappeared under his gaze. He said in a deep voice: "I know there are some things, even if he knows, he won't tell I-you wouldn't tell me, and I, "he paused, his voice slightly husky:" Me, too, afraid to know. "

"...!"

No matter what he said, I thought I could face it calmly, but I didn't expect that he would say that he was "frightened".

He was afraid to know.

Fear of knowing what I've been through, fear of knowing what happened to me.

I trembled and said dumbly: "Yuanfeng--"

He said, "I've been, I'm not qualified to say anything about you, and I'm not qualified to do anything about you."

"..."

"I just want you to be happy."

"..."

"Lightness, there should be someone around you who can help you carry all the burdens and make you happy every single day; instead of being aggrieved, hurt, and hopeless, as before."

Listening to his words, somehow, tears were pouring upwards as if I couldn't control them. After a while, my eyes were blurred, and only his obsidian eyes were looking at me. In my eyes There is too much pity and pity.

I knew what he meant and how he felt at the moment. I took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Thank you, Yuanfeng."

"..."

"Actually, on the way here, Qing Han also told me about this."

"..."

"It's just that we are very clear. It's difficult for us to get out of the current situation. If we really get out—"

I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say, and I didn't dare to imagine, even Pei Yuanfeng's brows slowly twisted.

Both were silent, and after a while, he sighed softly, "I know."

He slowly turned his head, and scattered small droplets of condensation on his forehead. I do n’t know whether it was his sweat or the condensation of the mist, which gave people a feeling of disorder. His eyes looked more gloomy. He looked forward. Although he knew that there was a lush green bamboo forest, under the shroud of fog, everything seemed blurred. It was like our way forward. We knew how to go, but we were not sure. Where to go.

Everything makes people feel an unknown fear.

He said gently: "Actually, I am more afraid that after I know all this, I, how do I face him."

"..."

"My second brother is not my second brother anymore."

Speaking of the last few words, I clearly felt that his voice was also shaking.

Only then did I wake up suddenly, each of us had repaired a trick with Pei Yuan, and also had a decision with him, but Pei Yuanfeng, he hasn't.

That person, no matter what his life experience, but he is the "second brother" that Pei Yuanfeng has called for decades. Even if they are not like-minded people, they may even have great differences in some things. Nian's brothers, their feelings are not fake, and Pei Yuanfeng cannot change his attitude immediately, nor can he break away from him.

This is the most painful place.

For a while, I didn't know what to say and how to persuade him.

After all, this kind of contradiction and pain is not the party, and it is difficult to really experience it.

I could only stand there quietly. I didn't know how long it took before Pei Yuanfeng slowly turned to look at me, and said with a little bit of awkwardness in his voice: "Light."

"Ok?"

"If there is one day, I mean, if there is one day, the second brother, he-have you ever thought, what will happen to him?"