Eighth prince looked at her steadily, and finally slowly retracted his hand, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and replied softly: "Okay, I will let you go."
After speaking, he turned and strode in.
Qingchuan returned to her residence in a daze, and said that she was crying into tears when she heard the news that she was going to Taimiao, and she kept wiping tears while packing her luggage.
Qingchuan didn't want to see her like this, so she smiled and asked, "What's the matter? Can't bear me?"
As soon as I said this, I didn't want to say anything but cried out, turned around and hugged Qingchuan, crying: "I can't bear you."
Qingchuan forcibly resisted the sourness in her eyes, and persuaded her: "There is always a banquet in the world, whether you are willing or reluctant. When the fate is over, no one can do it."
Su Yan cried so that his nose was red, and said: "I heard that Tanglin is very bitter, and I have to accompany those dead. I don't know if you can stand it?"
Qingchuan was happy, and laughed: "If you can't stand it, you have to endure it. A dead person is better than a living person. At least it won't hurt you with your heart, and won't make you try to guess. Compared to living People come, I prefer to stay with the dead."
Su Yan said with air: "Qingchuan, it's this time, how can you still laugh?"
Qingchuan wiped her tears with a smile, and replied, "Because I want to live. People in this world will always be unsatisfactory in one way or another. Apart from facing optimistically, what else can we do? Happiness is also true. A day is a day of unhappiness. If you think about the worst of everything, how can you live this day?"
Su Yan sounded a little startled, and nodded: "That's right, people always have to hold hope in order to force themselves to go, even if... hope may not come."
Qingchuan smiled and stood up and said, "Okay, don't be so sad and say something happy. You see, the emperor has given me so many things, and I can't use it all by myself. Look at you. Whatever you like, I will give it to you."
Su Yan's tears were streaming down again, and he shook his head and said: "I don't want anything, I just want to be with you."
Qingchuan smiled, patted her shoulder, and persuaded: "It's not life and death, we will meet again. Isn't it okay to laugh? Don't let my mind only have your tears."
Su Yan hurriedly wiped his tears upon hearing this, and grinned reluctantly at Qingchuan. But Qingchuan felt sour when she saw it, but she couldn't help but shed tears.
Three days later, Qingchuan was all dressed up and sent to Tanglin by the fourth brother Yinzhen to pray for the old concubine.
Goodbye Brother Si, Qingchuan couldn't help but smiled bitterly, and said: "I didn't expect that the emperor would send Brother Si to see me off."
Si elder brother helped Qingchuan to walk out slowly, and said lightly: "This is also the fate between the two of us."
Yes, the fate between her and him is finally due to it, right? Qingchuan sighed secretly, and asked softly, "I don't know when I can listen to Si Age's piano again?"
Si elder brother lowered his eyes slightly, and replied in silence: "The sound of the piano is in my heart, you can listen to it anytime you want."
Qingchuan nodded lightly and sighed in a low voice, "Yes, I keep it in my heart. You can listen to it whenever you want."
When he was about to get in the car, the prince hurriedly walked from the palace with only a close-fitting eunuch. The fourth eldest brother was afraid that there would be extra branches, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop the prince, and persuaded: "Second brother, Huang Ama has made an order to let Qingchuan go to guard the mausoleum for the old lady."
The prince looked anxious and only said: "I know, don't worry, I won't make trouble. I will only say a word to her. Would you let me say a word to her?"
Si elder brother looked at Qingchuan inquiringly, and when she saw her nodded slightly, he stepped aside.
The prince stepped forward, looked at Qingchuan for a while, and said in a low voice: "Auntie, I really don't know why every time I want to marry you, I will hurt you. I think you are a god in the sky. I must be worthy of it. Go on you, but don’t worry, I won’t let you keep guarding the mausoleum. You know that I am the prince, and I will become the emperor in the future. When I become the emperor, I will take you back to the palace and offer you like a bodhisattva. , Do you want to wait for me to know? You must wait for me."
Qingchuan was taken aback when he heard it, and hurriedly explained: "Prince, I thank you for being so kind to me. Actually, I am not a fairy, I am just... it's just a blind cat and a dead mouse..."
The prince interrupted her and said very firmly: "No, you are Xiangu, you are Xiangu. Did you know? Since I became the prince, I have been unhappy every day. I always feel that there are so many eyes around me staring at me. , If I do it like this, if I don’t do it a little bit, I just say I don’t have the authority of a prince. But do you know? I don’t want to live like them, I want to be myself, I want someone to identify with me. Later you come I have handled a lot of things for me, do you know? Huang Ama praised me for the first time in so many years. I am so happy, so happy. I think you are my lucky star. I have confidence when I see you. You can go on. So you can't be a fairy, you can't."
He was obviously the crown prince of a country under one person and over tens of thousands of people, but when he said this, although he was childish, he had the sincerity rare in this palace. Qingchuan was so sad that he didn't know what to say for a while.
Seeing her like this, the prince smiled and comforted her: "Alright, okay, I don’t bother you or make you angry anymore. I will wait here wholeheartedly for you to come back. You must not deny that you are Xiangu, don’t do it, you know?"
Without waiting for Qingchuan to agree, he turned around and left.
Qingchuan looked at his hurried figure quietly, and couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment.
Brother Si came over and asked, "What did the prince say?"
For some reason, Qingchuan suddenly didn't want to tell him what the prince said to her, the childish but sincere words. She chuckled and shook her head, just replied, "It's nothing, the prince is a good man."
Si elder brother looked at Qingchuan with complicated eyes, and said: "There is no need for good people in the palace, only capable people."
Qingchuan was taken aback. The fourth elder brother was already on the horse. He turned around and said: "Let's go, let's go, otherwise the trip will be delayed."
The palace lady helped Qingchuan into the car. When the carriage drove out of the palace gate, Qingchuan couldn't help but lift the curtain to look back, and saw that the palace gate was getting smaller and smaller, and the Forbidden City was getting farther and farther away from her. …
Perhaps, it’s the best to go like this, stay away from this breathless palace, stay away from the prince, stay away from that... eight princes.
When Si elder brother rode a horse to guard Qingchuan's car to reach the Tanglin, the sky was already dark. The aunt Xuezhen of the concubine of Xiaoling Mausoleum and Nian Gengyao, the commander of the Imperial Guards stationed here, brought the maids and guards of the tomb to greet them. Xuezhen squatted and saluted the fourth elder brother: "The slave servant Xuezhen welcomes the fourth elder brother."
Brother Si only nodded slightly, got off his horse and walked to the side of the car, helped Qingchuan out from inside, and said, "That's it."
Qingchuan raised his head and looked around, seeing the empty and dim light all around, the solemn and solemn buildings all revealed an unspeakable sense of desolation. Even the door was like a monster with an open mouth. People are swallowed in. I heard Xuezhen's voice and said with Si elder brother: "The slave and maid has already prepared a clean room and delicious side dishes in it. Please Si elder brother move."
Si elder brother said lightly: "I have something to do, so I won't go in. Qingchuan, take care."
After that, he turned on his back and wanted to leave.
In Qingchuan's heart, suddenly panicked inexplicably, as if once she left her here alone, she could no longer escape, and the goodbye to him would be a goodbye! She ran to the Si elder horse out of control, looked up at him, and asked, "Si elder brother...I am here to pray for the old lady, are you happy?"
The fourth elder stunned slightly, avoiding Qingchuan's gaze, and asked in a low voice: "Why do you ask?"
Qingchuan plucked up the courage and deceived herself and said: "If you say you are happy, I will think, you don’t want me to be with the prince or my eighth brother. If you say you’re not happy, I will think again, you don’t want me. Leaving the palace, leaving you..."
Si elder brother didn't think she would say such a thing, and was stunned for a while.
Qingchuan smiled dismal, turned and walked back to Xuezhen, crouched and saluted, and said softly, "Go in."
Si elder brother stared blankly at Qingchuan's figure as everyone disappeared into the night. Somewhere in his heart suddenly seemed to be touched. He was very sour. He gritted his teeth, turned his horse's head, and ran towards the road. go with. There are some things that can't be thought of. Thinking too much will only hinder his progress. Now that he has set that goal, all he can do is unfeeling.
Qingchuan followed Xuezhen into the concubine’s bed, and just walked outside the backyard wing, she saw a palace lady rushing out of the wing, and threw herself at the feet of Xuezhen, pointing to the house and shouting in panic, "Auntie, auntie, Hang... I hang someone!"
Qingchuan was shocked when she heard it, and she turned her head and looked into the wing room, and saw the figure of a court lady hung on the beam of the wing room. She was so frightened that she screamed and lost her voice. Xuezhen in front of him said indifferently: "Don't you just hang someone? As for you to be so scared? Come, carry it away."
Two court ladies responded, untied the hanged court lady from the beam and carried it away. Xuezhen glanced back at Qingchuan and said, "Go in."
Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, so he pointed to the wing and asked Xuezhen: "Auntie, you told me to... live here?"
Xuezhen entered the house, ordered someone to light up the oil lamp, and said, "Otherwise, where do you want to live? This is no more than the palace. There are fewer people in the room. You and Yin Shuang and the one who died just now had to be crowded by three people. One room, now she is hanged, and the two of you are left in this room. You should be happy."
Qingchuan looked inside the house carefully, feeling even more frightened, but he was already here, and he could only comfort him if he had come. Even if he died, it was better than being bullied in the palace.
Xuezhen stood by and waited for a while, and asked blankly, "Have you finished reading? If there is no problem, please rest early. I will chant the sutra for the old lady tomorrow morning."