Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I looked back at him. In the night, he saw my pale face and eyes that were lost, and he froze for a while, my lips trembled slightly, and said softly, "Light cold, you stay with me Let's see."

"..."

"I didn't tell Wei Yang, and I didn't ask Chabixing and Xiao Yusheng about them. My heart was very disturbed."

"..."

"Because when I realized that there might be a problem in that attic, I thought about whether it would be arranged by the mother, because this library was built by her. But what I don't know is that she arranges these doing what."

"..."

"You accompany me to see, I want to know if I'm cranky."

The rain did not stop, and the wind was blowing with a drizzle of cow hair, and the coldness seemed to condense into a sharp needle, which penetrated into the body of the person, and even into the heart. Feeling that I was shaking, Qing Han frowned slightly, and then took a step forward and hugged me into his arms.

He said deeply, "What are you thinking about? Let me know."

I was tightly hugged by him, and his body temperature and taste immediately stained it, driving away the coldness, but there was a kind of coldness or uncontrollable oozing out of the bone, my cheek was sticking to his chest Listening to the sound of his teeth snoring, it took a long time before he dumbly said, "I'm thinking wildly, what's in the room that may exist?"

"..."

"Light cold, although my mother doesn't have much to say, although she is serious, she is a shrewd person."

"..."

"Such a repair room should not be done by someone like her."

"..."

"If she built the library, if she did build a secret room when she built the library, if she really hid something in the secret room ..." I shuddered suddenly: "I suddenly felt If that's the case, she's strange to me. "

"..."

"Light cold, will she still be the mother in my memory?"

He didn't speak immediately, but hugged me tightly.

And I snuggled tightly in his arms, hug him with both hands, and in the wind and rain, there was a feeling of dependence.

It took a while before he heard his low voice ring above his head, and he said softly, "I can take you there, but before you go, you should calm down yourself, not seek the truth to give yourself peace. Peace should be given by yourself, not by others, but by other things. "

"..."

"No matter what is there in the library, is there really a secret room, and what is hidden in the secret room, but you should first understand that no matter what your mother does, she is your mother."

"..."

"If she is false in front of her daughter, then how can you have love in your heart?"

"..."

"You should trust her."

"..."

"No matter what happens, how you look at her, what kind of person she is."

"..."

These words did not guarantee me anything, but it really made me quiet at this moment. Indeed, how do I treat a person, how to judge a person when things happen, it does not mean that person is What does it look like in my heart?

My mother, I know she's a kind, shrewd person, and that's enough.

Even if I had to doubt her, I should have found the real evidence rather than losing my confidence first.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath, slowly raised my head, and lightly cold arms also loosened some, looking down at me: "Now, are you calm down?"

"Ok."

I nodded slightly.

"I don't know why, I am such a big person, and suddenly I become so impatient."

There was a smile on his face, and he calmed down, "It doesn't matter how old you are, because it is your mother, in front of her, you will always be just a child. Besides-"

He held my hand: "I know how important she is to you."

I looked up at him and nodded gently.

He took my hand and said softly, "Let's go, if you really want to see, I'll accompany you to see."

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The rain was too negligible, but the surroundings became much colder after dark. He also specially added a piece of clothes to me. Two people held an umbrella and held a rain-proof glass lamp forward together. Go on.

The hustle and bustle of the academy during the day was quiet at this time. The whole mountain was almost black and dark, except for the light in front of our eyes, the neat footsteps of two people, and the deep breathing. I took him tightly in my arms, walked through the corridor with the strongest wind, and faintly saw the outline of the library in the night.

He lowered his head and said to me, "What do you want to see? Go upstairs again?"

"..." I thought about it and shook my head: "We've seen it there several times and can't see anything."

"then you--"

"Let's go and see."

I reached out and pointed forward.

Qing Han glanced forward and took a deep breath subconsciously.

I don't mean Zangshu Pavilion or Tianyimen, but behind the Zangshu Pavilion, the long peak of Xishan leads to the main peak.

For so many days here, although Chabixing almost never restricted our actions, we never thought about going to the back of the library and going to the main peak of Xishan College because it was Xishan College The most central place, it seems that everyone who comes here also knows this unwritten rule.

No one except Shan Chang, and those he allowed, could approach there casually.

And I know that Prince Nien Shen has never been out because he entered there.

Qing Han should have stayed longer at Xishan Academy than me. Of course, he also understood this customary rule, so he immediately frowned: "You, won't you go up?"

I whispered, "I don't want to go in, just, I want to see, what is the top of the library?"

The surrounding peaks are no higher than here, you can only see if you continue to walk up the mountain.

He looked up and looked up. The whole academy was dark. Of course, there was no exception. Even after coming here for so many days, he didn't see any lights and fireworks. He thought about it and said, " It ’s okay to go up, but it ’s slippery on a rainy day. You have to be careful and hold me tight. ”

"Ok."

Two people quickly walked past and went to the back of the library. There are two narrow paths extending from the left and right sides, and they all return to the stone steps up the mountain. We took the path on the right. Here, because There are few people walking. Although the road is clean, the flowers on both sides are particularly lush, and the rain is drenched. I just walked to the stone steps, and my dress was soaked.

Qing Han walked in front of the lantern, holding one hand and ascended the stone steps.

Although the night was cold and drizzling, his hands were still very warm. He was holding him with a feeling of extra stability, so when I climbed the first step, I slowly closed it. eye.

And in front of my eyes, the library immediately emerged.

Now we are on the first step.

However, the staircase of the library is different from the stone steps here. It spirals up and around the walls of the library, but the stone steps here go straight to the top of the mountain. So, climb several levels in the library. It is equivalent to the first step here.

I whispered, "Go slower."

He heard in front and didn't speak, but his speed slowed down immediately.

So, I stepped up a step in the "Book Collection" and stepped up to the first step.

He walked in front and held my hand, neither faster nor slower. He seemed to be in the "Bookstore" and climbed the spiral staircase with me.

The two did not say a word like this, but they walked upwards in a tacit understanding. The drizzle hit the oil-paper umbrella on top of their heads, and the sound of Zeli Li became more and more quiet at this moment. he and I.

I don't know how long, finally, as if "seeing" the secret door above my head.

Then I stopped.

Qing Han also stopped immediately, I opened my eyes, saw him turn back, looked at me, and then looked behind me.

I also looked back and looked behind me.

At this look, I took a deep breath.

This place where we were two stops can look up to the top of the library, but it's really a long way from the top of the building. The distance is about four or five feet.

He murmured: "Sure enough."

I nodded my head as well-my judgment was indeed correct.

Then, you should go up and see what is on the roof.

However, neither of us immediately turned around and continued to walk up, but instead turned around and looked up.

This stone step does not feel anything to climb, but it is actually very high. A mountain trail leads directly to the top of the mountain. In addition, the main peak of the West Mountain is soaring into the clouds. It is covered by clouds and mist all year round. illusion.

However, we know that it is not heaven.

It was part of the Xishan Academy. Although it was not guarded by anyone, it was forbidden.

There are no students, dare to approach here casually.

And where we are now, we go up four or five feet, the distance is not long, and the steps are only dozens of levels. However, there, facing the top of the mountain, which is the last gate of the Xishan Academy-Zhenglimen .

And what's behind that mountain gate--

We all know nothing.

"Let's go."

Qing Han said, holding my hand, and continued to walk up.

We quickly climbed up this step, but my heartbeat was a little stronger than just now, because my eyes were dark and there was no light at all, and there were vast mountains behind me. I suddenly did n’t know, I should look up Look forward, or look back.

The moment I hesitated, Qing Han suddenly extinguished the lantern in his hand.