When he woke up from a ridiculous dream, he was already riddled with holes.
His face was still in severe pain, the kind of twitching and regular pain. lifeless! If I had to use one word to describe the South at this time and all the things and people in her house, these four words would be more suitable.
Puppy, puppy, do you feel cold and uncomfortable in my arms? Nanfang mechanically caressed the dirty puppy in his arms, staring out the window blankly. It's cloudy today, but it won't snow again.
Presumably there will be a spring rain in a while to wash away the snow that contains all sins in the cold winter, so that the world can clearly see the world under this mask, and then use helpless brushstrokes to praise this unfortunate ugliness!
No one cares about the life and death of everyone here, because Wang Ruhui said that this vicious daughter will be punished. Liuxia has been burning for three days, and she has been talking nonsense. She said everything, mother, miss, and Xie Chichun.
There is no regret medicine to take anymore. If Xie Chichun saw Liuxia like this, he would definitely hate himself why he didn't take her away in the first place! There is no regret medicine to take, it's all self-inflicted!
The puppy barked uncomfortably in Nanfang's hands, trying to break free but unable to control his own destiny. In the end, he took a bite out of the south and escaped the misfortune of being played with.
After three days, the southern courtyard felt like the gate that had been sealed for 30 years finally came, but why was there no more joy
Mother He Auntie limped with Ruoxu people and Ruoxu things. Like a gust of spring breeze, bringing warmth to the harsh winter. It turned out that the mother's embrace was so warm, but at this time, the South did not want to see her mother more. Is it sad? ashamed? Still coldhearted
"Go to Lingzhou and take care of yourself."
"… "
"Listen to Mason's words more and stop being self-willed, ah."
"… "
"When it's cold, don't open the window and add your clothes."
"… "
"Nan, don't worry about mother, don't come back if you don't come back. Meichen is a good boy. Treat him as your brother and listen to him."
Nanfang pulled the hair comb from his mother's hand, and lay down on the bed with no expression on his face, with his back to Aunt He.
Aunt He didn't get angry at Nanfang's actions, she just sighed and got on the bed with a mother's eyes, hugged Nanfang from behind, and patted her daughter like she did when she was a child. Crying, we all know each other, but no one wants to speak.
It would be great if time stood still here, ah, people are often entangled in the fly in the ointment, and in the end, there are many good things. It's not empty yet! Years later, the memories will also bring sadness.
Nanfang and Meichen soon left the palace, and the day after they left, Concubine He hanged herself.
There are many sayings, Aunt He lost the face of her husband and wife because of her beautiful daughter and a servant, and she no longer had a bright future. In addition, in the south, red apricots are actually out of the wall, thinking about the handsome Meichen at home, and finally got what they wanted, and the two flew away. There are different opinions, so lively!
But the only thing that is certain is that no one has arranged the crown princess. Some people saw that Aunt He knelt outside Madam Qingxiu's courtyard for a day and a night before she left, and some people saw Aunt He looked sad when she went back.
Anyway, it's over, the huge palace will not lose its glory because of the absence of one or two women. Spring is here, and it's a new beginning!
For ten years, a dream of glory and glory has been in the air.
The world is so big that it seems that there is no place to stay in the south. She sat by the pier, soaked her jade feet in the water, and let the cold devour her little by little.
Pedestrians and fishermen who came and went all looked at this strange masked woman. In the cold weather, she was only wearing a gauze, and her black hair was messy. This must be a fairy, because ordinary girls don't exude a cold fairy like her. Everyone just watched her secretly, and no one bothered, because they were afraid that she would suddenly fly away with a crane.
Nanfang's mind is blank, she has no idea about the future, is there any future at all? Suddenly, his body warmed up, and he no longer had to think that it was Meichen.
"Put your shoes on, the boat is about to leave, let's go."
Nanfang nodded, stood up dumbly, and let Machen lead his hand towards the ship. Since Liuxia left, it seems that only Meichen is left.
"Wait! Young Master Mei! Second Miss!"
The voice that came suddenly stopped Mei Chen, who came riding on a tall horse with a look of swaying dust on his face.
" Who are you
The visitor dismounted quickly, clasped his fist at Mei Chen, and said with a tender smile, "The servant is from the East Palace, you can call me Xiao Anzi."
East Palace! These two words, like a sharp blade, stabbed into the hearts of Meichen and Nanfang. Mei Chen suppressed his eagerness to know what someone was, and chuckled, "I don't know what this Eunuch An is asking us about?"
Xiao Anzi kept his eyes on the Nan who was hiding behind Mei Chen, and smiled: "Can you take a step to speak, my master has something for the southern girl."
"Who is your master?"
Xiao Anzi smiled slightly and said indifferently, "Of course it is His Royal Highness."
Hearing the prince in the south, the taste of retreat became stronger. In this world, the last thing she wanted to see was that devil.
"What else can he say? Are you going to laugh at me?" Nanfang slowly took off the veil, and an ugly scar like a bug appeared on an originally stunning face, as if the whole face was cut into pieces, she was cold Leng said: "Go back and tell him that Nanfang has learned the lesson it deserves. No one can hurt His Highness's self-esteem. Nanfang has conceded defeat."
Xiao Anzi looked at Nanfang dumbfounded, swallowed and said, "Miss Nanfang, Your Highness expected you to say this. He asked me to tell you that he had no other intentions, just wanted to give you something."
Mason said nervously, "What?"
Xiao Anzi glanced at Meichen and smiled meaningfully to Nanfang: "I can only tell you this alone, can I take a step to speak?"
Meichen hurriedly said: "No, in case,"
Nanfang smiled miserably. She interrupted Meichen's words and walked straight with Xiao Anzi, leaving a cold sentence for Meichen in the wind: "I have become this virtuous, who would dare to harm me?"
Xiao Anzi unfolded a painting for Nanfang, and he said softly: "His Royal Highness painted this ten years ago. The little girl in it stubbornly washed a muddy lotus flower. His Highness said that he was introverted since he was a child. He can't let him decide any personal relationship. The little girl in this painting is as strong and proud as him. He watched the little girl silently for ten years, but he didn't expect it to be a dream after all. He didn't want to hurt the little girl , now it is too late to regret it, from then on, His Highness said that he will continue to be that dream chaser, and he hopes that the little girl can live freely and happily."
Nanfang, who had no tears at all, burst into tears after listening to Xiao Anzi's words. Ten years ago, ten years ago, it turned out that Fang Nian was by the lotus pond, and he was still there. Why is life so ridiculous, can you only make mistakes every step of the way
Nanfang threw the painting into the swimming river, watched the little girl in the painting slowly being swallowed by the dirty water, and choked: "He, tell him, I don't hate him anymore, and I won't go to Prince Yeluo either. For the rest of my life, I just want to pay off my debts quietly."
Xiao Anzi nodded, standing behind Nanfang, watching the people coming and going, watching Dongshishui, and said softly: "He doesn't feel well, he said that he was the root cause of that girl's tragedy, If he was given another chance, he would never ask the girl's father for someone, because love is not about possession, but about making the other person happy. If he was given another chance, he would confess his love to the girl early instead of choosing to be proud. "
Nanfang wiped away her tears and asked in a trembling voice, "My sister, is she okay?"
Xiao Anzi sneered, and said without a trace of expression: "My lady was miscarried by Concubine Li, the daughter of General Li's family. Later, your elder brother Wang Changwen took the position of General Li."
This seems to be a very common change of power in politics and harem. Sister, your forbearance has finally paid off, but are you happy
Before Xiao Anzi left, Nanfang grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "Go and ask Your Highness, in the future the Wang family will fall, and my sister must be spared."
Xiao Anzi glanced at Mei Chen, who was like a fairy in the distance, and said with a light smile, "The slave will bring it here. As for His Highness's thoughts, this is not something Xiao Anzi can speculate."
It snowed again, and the boat at night was like a wandering lonely lamp, not knowing where it was heading. Meichen brought back some snow in his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it, then smiled at Nanfang: "This snow is good, pick up some tonight, and I'll make tea for you tomorrow."
Nanfang watched his exhaled breath condensed into white mist, and smiled at Meichen: "Brother, didn't you just have a hot drink? You're cold and panic, can you give me a drink?"
Mei Chen smiled and handed Nanfang one, then pulled out a white fox fur cape from the box and put it on the girl, smiling, "I'll be at my doctor friend Feng Ma in a few days. It can help you heal your face."
Nanfang heard what Meichen said and sighed. It didn't matter to her whether she was cured or not. When she returned to her dreams at midnight, she could always dream of her mother, Erlang and Liuxia. I really missed them.
"Brother Meichen, can we go to the male clothes tomorrow?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Then can we stay there for a while, I want to see an old friend, I miss him."
"Okay, do what you say."
(End)
The author has something to say: "Jintang Nightmare Song" seems to be over after being urged by me. Dahe has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Looking at the manuscripts in the backstage, he couldn't help but want to send it out, so it became a daily update in the past, and then two a day later. . However, I still have to explain, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, it will be a small gift for you friends who have been supporting Dahe Articles. I know that there are times when I read the text, cabbage, Lan Lan, Jiezi comb, here, thank you. Especially Hou He cabbage, commented on almost every photo, which is really a great encouragement to me! Bow down here and thank you! Now, let's talk about the text again. In fact, to be honest, I feel that Jintang actually has a lot to write about, such as Nanfang entering the palace, looking for Prince Yeluo, whether the family has fallen, and so on. However, I still choose to finish it at this time. On the one hand, I have to prepare a new article "Hongyan Yuzheng". On the other hand, I really don't want to write about the south. If I continue to write it, there will be no more than two endings. The deeper you go, the more regretful you will be. Life is like this, everyone is under pressure, everyone is helpless, and everyone is sad. As beautiful as the South, as precious as Yanyu, elegant as Meichen, and as long as Yu-sama, there are some things that have to be done. To be a happy ordinary person, for some people, it is an extravagant hope. So be happy, be happy, be happy! See you next time!