Her youth in a golden crown and wedding gown, red clothes and white horse, lowered his eyes and withdrew his gaze in countless unknown colors, gradually fading away.
He Simu unconsciously tried to chase him along the roof but nearly fell down. He was pulled by He Jia Fengyi and landed safely on the ground.
She was in a daze for a moment, then turned to look at He Jia Feng Yi: "You helped him."
The talisman in Duan Xu's hand just now was obviously made by He Jia Fengyi. It could activate Ming Zhu to complete the exchange of the five senses and transfer his sense of color to her at that moment.
And now she has become an ordinary person who has lost all her magical powers, so Hejia Fengyi has to stay by her side all the time.
He Jia Feng Yi fanned himself with his fan and said innocently, "God and heaven are my conscience. You signed the contract and made the deal yourself. I just did some minor catalysts."
He Simu glared at him. He Jia Fengyi smiled apologetically and picked up the wind-controlling talisman, which allowed her to fly over the sky above Nandu in secret, and soon caught up with Duan Xu who was riding slowly on his horse.
Seeing her catching up with him, Duan Xu smiled with curved eyebrows. His round and bright eyes remained unchanged dark, a light layer of blood color could be seen deep in his skin, and the corners of his light red lips were raised.
He Simu suddenly felt that she couldn't bear to see him smile.
The colorful Duan Xu is too beautiful.
—I want you to see me in my wedding dress. It only happens once in a lifetime. Don’t you think it’s valuable
So that was his plan.
She had walked in the world for four hundred years, and for the first time she understood the meaning of a wedding. To merge one's most beautiful moment with the life of another. When she recalls it over time, she can still remember that stunning moment, which comforts the dullness of the long years.
"He gave me my sense of color, and now I can only see black and white. How is he going to see his bride?" He Simu whispered.
He Jia Feng Yi put away his fan, leaned on his cane and said, "That's right."
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Xu had already walked to the gate of the palace, dismounted and walked in to greet the bride. The figure in red disappeared in the crowd gathered at the gate. Not long after Duan Xu walked in, a commotion broke out in the palace. Someone exclaimed that something was broken, instantly disrupting the lively and festive atmosphere. Amid the chaos, a loud shout was heard: "Assassin! There is an assassin! Someone wants to assassinate General Duan!"
"The bride has been abducted!"
The masked man with a burly figure took the bride hostage and rushed out of the door, with a knife on her neck. He spoke in awkward Chinese: "Don't move! If anyone moves, I will kill her!" He grabbed the horse that was parked in the street to welcome the bride, picked up the weak bride and hung her on the horse, and drove away. Everyone inside and outside the door panicked. There were too many people on the street, crowded and pushed together, and everyone avoided the fierce horse.
Duan Xu and the people from the palace chased out of the gate. Duan Xu covered his shoulder with his brows furrowed, and blood could be vaguely seen under his sleeves. He shouted: "The Huqi people sneaked into the Southern Capital and stole the bride! Close the city gates quickly and catch the thieves!"
The servants filed out from the door beside Duan Xu and ran towards the thief. The sunlight shone strongly on Duan Xu's body, and his eyebrows and eyes were coated with a layer of bright light, which was much brighter than black and white, and the same golden color as his hair crown. Duan Xu's pupils were constricted, and he looked very angry.
But he didn't seem that angry.
He Simu looked at Duan Xu for a moment across the crowd, then pulled He Jia Fengyi and said, "Follow the bride and the assassin!"
He Jia Feng Yi held a fan on his head to block out the sun, and tried to avoid the matter by saying, "This is not good. It's not about ghosts. Why should we meddle in other people's business?"
He Simu smiled slightly: "I said, follow them."
He Jia Feng Yi put away his fan and said, "Okay."
He Jia Fengyi immediately used the wind talisman to pull He Simu along, and they flew through the streets of Nandu to chase the assassin and the poor bride. They were getting closer and closer to them, but after turning a corner, the white horse was empty. The white horse was running wildly on its own, and the bride and the thief on the horse were nowhere to be seen. The pursuers were also in an uproar, clamoring to search for people and close the city gates, like headless flies, saying to inform the commander - but the commander of the imperial guards on duty today was sitting at Duan's house preparing to drink.
He Jia Feng Yi and He Simu stopped walking. He Simu turned to look at He Jia Feng Yi. He Jia Feng Yi smiled apologetically and said, "This is not good."
She smiled wryly and said, "If it weren't for me who has no magic power now, how could it be your turn? How did I lose my magic power?"
He Jia Feng Yi immediately stretched out his hand and began to calculate, then said, "It went to the southeast."
Although He Jia Feng Yi talked a lot of nonsense all day, his divination ability was first-rate. They followed the direction He Jia Feng Yi had calculated and found a suspicious object in the woods in the southern suburbs of the city. There was a carriage speeding to the west. The carriage looked ordinary, but it was so fast that it seemed to be fleeing.
He Jia Fengyi and He Simu flashed in front of the carriage, startling the horse so much that it neighed, raised its front hooves and put them down again. The horse just stopped in the midst of flying dust, and a woman's scream was heard from the bumpy carriage.
The groom looked at the two guys falling from the sky with a pale face. The girl in the red dress asked coldly, "Where are they?"
Hejia Fengyi coughed twice and said in a clear voice: "I am the state teacher Fengyi. Is Miss Wang all right?"
The carriage was silent for a moment, and then the curtain was lifted. Wang Suyi, who had changed into a coarse cloth and bamboo hairpins, was surprisingly not kidnapped. She got off the carriage by herself, then knelt on the ground with a plop, bent her back and kowtowed to them, saying in a trembling voice: "Please, Master, let me go."
Another man jumped out of the carriage, calling out to Su Yi while trying to pull Wang Su Yi up from the ground. Seeing that he couldn't pull Wang Su Yi up, the man simply knelt beside her, looked up at them and said, "Now that things have come to this, I will take all the blame. If you want to arrest someone, just arrest me and take me back."
He Simu took a closer look and asked in surprise, "Are you... the incense master from Yueranju?"
Wasn’t it this young man who made the incense that day when she was distracted and almost made the wrong incense for her
She understood the situation and looked at Wang Suyi and asked, "Is this man your lover?"
Wang Suyi was lying on the ground, so her expression could not be seen, only her clenched hands. She replied, "Ah Xuan and I grew up together. He is the son of our old housekeeper, and later became a perfume master in Yueranju. We have loved each other for a long time, but we cannot make it public due to the difference in our social status. It is not my wish to marry Master Duan. I hope that Master Guo will help me and let Ah Xuan and I leave."
He Jia Fengyi turned his gaze to He Simu and said, "Grandfather, look at this..."
"It is not your wish to marry Duan Xu, so why did you agree to marry him? You have your own marriage to maintain, so his face and marriage are more valuable than your marriage?" He Simu ignored He Jia Fengyi's persuasion and said coldly.
He Jia Fengyi shut up tactfully.
Wang Suyi was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Duan is naturally very good. Even if he is the person everyone in the world wants to marry, he is not the one I want. Besides... Mr. Duan knows all these things. He made an agreement with me long ago and planned it for me and Ah Xuan."
He Simu was stunned.
Wang Suyi has always been a gentle woman who speaks softly, but she is a girl who has been well-read and brought up in luxury since childhood. Although she looks weak, her heart is noble and unwavering.
That day she thought Duan Xu was coming to reject the Wang family, and she was both happy and unhappy. She was happy that she didn't have to marry someone she didn't like, but she was unhappy that she couldn't escape her parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, and she didn't know what to do. Who knew that before she could calm down, she heard something shocking from Duan Xu, a shocking plan. She didn't know how he knew about her relationship with Axuan, and she didn't know why he was so bold as to do such a useless thing.
He is like a puzzle that has no bottom.
Duan Xu gave his reasons, and she thought about it for a long time and felt that it didn't seem like a lie.
"Master Duan said that he found it extremely boring to see so many people in this world pretending to be affectionate and respectful to each other. He also has a lover, a girl he likes the most, but maybe that girl won't marry him, so he will never get married in his life."
Wang Suyi's sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the woods, and her petite body seemed to contain unshakable strength.
He Simu looked at her in astonishment for a long while. It was not until He Jia Fengyi asked her what to do that she rubbed her brows, turned aside, and waved her hand, saying, "Let's go."
At this time, the Duan Mansion was in chaos. Most of the dignitaries in the southern capital came to attend the wedding of the third son of the Duan family. They were all sitting in the hall, but who knew that the bride had been kidnapped. There was a lot of discussion in the hall, saying that it was said that Duan Xu was too popular on the battlefield in the north, and the Huqi people failed to assassinate him during the wedding, so they kidnapped the bride as revenge, leaving him with no face.
As people were discussing, Duan Xu, dressed in wedding clothes, walked in from outside. His wound had been bandaged simply, and his brows were furrowed and his expression was gloomy. Duan Chengzhang and his wife immediately stood up from their seats. Duan Jingyuan even ran to Duan Xu, pulled his sleeve and asked, "Third brother, how is it? Did you get her back?"
Everyone in the room focused their eyes on him, and Duan Xu slowly shook his head.
The guests were in an uproar. Duan Chengzhang's face became even more solemn. He was about to speak to appease the guests and end this farce, but he saw Duan Xu suddenly bowed to the guests and said loudly: "My lords, all the distinguished guests are here to bear witness with me. The Huqi people have seized our land, enslaved our people, and hurt our relatives. This hatred is heinous and I will never forgive them!"
Duan Chengzhang seemed to have a bad premonition. Before he could speak out to stop him, he heard Duan Xu continue to speak passionately: "My wife, Wang, is virtuous and kind. She suffered an unexpected disaster today because of me. I am ashamed to face her, let alone my father-in-law and mother-in-law. If she returns safely, I will never take a concubine for the rest of my life. If unfortunately we cannot maintain our relationship as husband and wife, I, Duan Shunxi, swear here in the name of my Duan family ancestors that I will never marry again until Danzhi destroys me. If I break this oath, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Sitting in this hall are all the dignitaries and royal relatives. The solemn oath made here cannot be revoked.
Duan Xu stood in the stunned gaze of the crowd, his figure upright and his voice firm. He looked as if he was so angry that he lost his mind. He wanted to regain a little dignity, so he cut off all his marriage ties without hesitation.
In the eyes of normal people, who can say such absurd words unless they are out of control
He had said to Wang Suyi before, "In this capital city, when it comes to marriage, there are only these families, and there are not many choices. Those families are sitting in the hall now, who can lower their dignity to let their daughters go to face the oath of heaven and earth's destruction?"
Duan Xu bowed deeply towards all directions, his back as straight as a pine tree. When he leaned over so that no one could see, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
No one can force him to do something he doesn't like.
Since he has already chosen someone, he will not let anyone else occupy that position. He will always find a way to make it vacant. Even if she doesn't want to sit there, no one else will sit there.
When he stood up, he saw He Simu in the distance. She was standing among the crowd outside the door, looking at him with a complicated expression.
The sun was shining brightly, and the summer was in full swing. She was in a world of black and white, the colors faded to highlight her outline, and the bustling crowd reflected in her "clearly black and white" eyes.
At this moment Duan Xu suddenly understood why she liked skulls so much.
Because she can't see colors.
In her world, there are only black and white, light and dark, and shadow. She needs a delicate outline and a clear and perfect skeleton direction to divide light and dark, so as to judge whether it is beautiful or not.
In fact, her skull is also very beautiful, with clear contours as if it was carefully carved.
His Highness the Ghost King, his He Simu, are good-looking no matter how you look at them.
I wonder if she likes him in color and the colorful world as much as he likes her in black and white. I think she must like this world, and it would be great if she likes him more.
He took a gamble, threw away all his marriages after he was twenty years old, and hit the wall for the third time, intending to destroy it to find a way out, but He Simu softened his heart for a moment and was moved in an instant.
When he went to look for her in the rain in Nandu, he realized that she was the destination he could never reach, and he might have to spend his entire life running towards her.
The so-called exhaustion of life...
What’s wrong with living a miserable life