"I couldn't understand her very much before," Nie Xuanlie knelt in front of the tombstone, took out the 'Wang Huanchun' that had been prepared and poured a glass, and then flipped his wrist, all the wine was sprinkled on the snow in front of Meng Qiqi's tombstone Li: "When I was young, I remembered her as a lifeless walking corpse. The only thing she did every day was to lock herself in the room and cut her arm with a knife. She wants to summon the soul of everyone in the house, probably because the person she wants to see is dead."
Meng Eqi's throat twitched, remembering how bleak she had been in the past few years when she just lost Sheng Jiayan. At that time, she didn't even have the motivation to live, and every day in addition to begging for death, she was bleeding and calling for Sheng Jiayan's soul to return.
"Afterwards, she finally stopped being like a corpse, and began to smile. We all thought she had let go, but she was just brewing a more determined death."
When Nie Xuanlie came here, he laughed madly, as if thinking of something, and he burst into tears. Meng Qiqi had rarely seen him like this, and even in his previous life, he had never seen Nie Xuanlie cry.
He refused to go any further, he let out a deep breath, poured another glass of wine and handed it to Meng Qiqi, who was standing beside him with his head down.
"Here," he said, "don't the princess like this wine too?"
Meng Qiqi took it silently and drank it.
"Then..." Meng Eqi said tremblingly, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or something, she was trembling all over and her voice was unsteady: "How did the two tombstones behind her die? Are you on good terms?"
Nie Xuanlie nodded, stood up from the ground and swept off the snow on Xiang Dingchen Mo Chunfeng's tombstone: "They are my masters, friends and relatives. Both of them were superb in martial arts when they were alive, but it's a pity that they were following him. I was unfortunately injured by a dark arrow in a battle when I cracked the Nanman, and passed away before and after. Before their death, their only wish was to bury the three of them together, and they would continue to be companions when they arrived at the Yellow Spring."
However, Meng Eqi didn't see Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng in the underworld. I don't know if they went to reincarnate directly, or died in the city of death, in short, they should be staggered.
The cold wind of winter hit her face like a knife, and Meng Qiqi's eyes were hot, thinking of the time when the three of them were in the palace, her heart throbbed for a while, and she couldn't help crying on Xiang Dingchen's tombstone. cry.
Nie Xuanlie was surprised for a while: "What happened to you?"
Meng Qi was sobbing silently, and finally choked up: "The cracking of Nanman is a matter of protecting the family and the country. Laiyi, as a princess, just admires the two heroes. It's a pity that they died young, and I just wish I could see their demeanor. "
Nie Xuanlie nodded clearly: "Princess Laiyi has such a heart, it is a blessing for the great Chu."
Meng Eqi howled fiercely, but in the end, Nie Xuanlie was embarrassed, feeling that he had affected her mood, and stroking Meng Eqi's head to comfort him.
Later, when she returned to Meng Mansion, her eyes were more swollen than walnuts.
Sheng Jiayan had been waiting for her in the house for a long time. Seeing Meng Qiqi coming back covered in snow, he raised his brows coldly: "Where did you go?"
Meng Eqi stood blankly at the door and looked at him, remembering that the four of them used to travel together, and they cooperated very tacitly wherever they went. I also thought that the four of them were born and died together and experienced countless disasters. In the end, Sheng Jiayan ascended the throne and was very protective of the three of them.
In the last life, Meng Eqi had no family, only Xiang Dingchen Mo Chunfeng and Sheng Jiayan, three close friends who were even closer than their relatives.
Meng Qiqi wished she could tell Sheng Jiayan everything, but when the words came to her lips, nothing came out.
She threw herself into Sheng Jiayan's arms: "People's lifespan is limited, life, old age, sickness and death are all destined. I understand now, I understand why I have to leave these three lives. Love is parted, resentment will meet, I can't ask, I can't let go... "
She murmured in Sheng Jiayan's arms like nonsense. When Sheng Jiayan asked her what was wrong at the end, she found that Meng Qiqi had already fallen asleep and her forehead was amazingly hot.
Meng Eqi contracted the cold and fell ill again on the bed, with the medicine not leaving her mouth.
During the time she was lethargic, she had a lot of messy dreams.
In her dream, she returned to the palace where she lived in her previous life. Mo Chunfeng was drinking tea with his orchid fingers up behind the table. He was dressed in a rose red dress, his legs were staggered, and he leaned over to deliver tea to his mouth, looking alluring and seductive. Xiang Dingchen practiced martial arts not far from him, with a meteor hammer in his hand, and sweat on his forehead.
Meng Qiqi was standing in front of them. She wanted to step forward, but there seemed to be a transparent barrier blocking her. No matter how long she walked, the distance between Mo Chunfeng and Xiang Dingchen was still that wide.
Meng Qiqi patted the invisible barrier, and she burst into tears as she kept shouting the names of Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng.
The two of them seemed to be inaudible. In the end, Mo Chunfeng put down the tea cup and looked in Meng Qiqi's direction with a smile, but said to Xiang Dingchen, "You idiot, forget it, stop teasing her. This girl cried to me. It's gone."
Xiang Dingchen put down the meteor hammer and smiled honestly at Meng Qiqi.
Suddenly the surrounding scene collapsed and shattered, such as the collapse of a high-rise building, splashing countless dust. Meng Qiqi clearly saw Mo Chunfeng and Xiang Dingchen standing side by side, and looked back at her together: "Knowing that you are doing well, we are relieved. After staying there for so many days, we will finally see you again. We're going to be reincarnated too."
He waved to Dingchen: "Qiqi, goodbye."
The two turned around and left with a smile. Meng Eqi ran desperately behind them to catch up, but could not catch up with them no matter what. Until she saw the figures of Mo Chunfeng and Xiang Dingchen disappear into the light, Meng Qiqi opened her eyes and gasped as if drowning people finally surfaced.
The sight changed from blurred to clear, and Sheng Jiayan's eyebrows were in front of him.
He raised his hand to touch Meng Qiqi's forehead: "Finally no fever."
Sheng Jiayan took the medicine bowl on the side table, tested the temperature, leaned Meng Eqi in his arms, and scooped a spoonful and fed it to her lips.
Meng Qiqi didn't open her mouth and raised her eyes to look at him. Because of her fever, her whole face was not normal, but her eyes were as clear as she had just woken up.
"Ayan, will you leave me?"
Sheng Jiayan held the hand of the spoon handle for a while, and then shoved it directly into her mouth: "I'll tell you after drinking the medicine."
When Meng Qiqi finished drinking, Sheng Jiayan asked her in a low voice, "I heard you went to Taolin."
With his current ability, it is not difficult to find out where Meng Eqi had been before he fell ill. So Meng Eqi nodded, but did not explain anything else. Sheng Jiayan didn't continue to ask, just lowered his head and said in her ear: "The peach blossoms there actually bloomed during the two days you were in a coma. When you feel better, I will take you to see it, just as the New Year is approaching, I'm not that busy anymore."
Meng Qiqi was stunned all over, and threw herself into Sheng Jiayan's arms, Sheng Jiayan gently embraced her.
The candlelight on the table extended the shadows of the two of them, showing their intimacy.
Not only Meng Qiqi dreamed of Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng, but also Nie Xuanlie.
Xiang Dingchen stroked the top of Nie Xuanlie's head in the dream: "Good son, now you are the general of Chu. Master did not teach you in vain. Be loyal to the emperor and love the people, remember."
Mo Chunfeng urged Xiang Dingchen to hurry up, otherwise it would be too late.
"Xuan Lie, hurry up to get married, your mother is dying of anxiety watching it underground." Mo Chunfeng was as usual, and he couldn't tell that he was here to say goodbye.
Nie Xuanlie's reaction was relatively dull compared to Meng Qiqi. He knew that the two had come to say goodbye to him. He thought that they had already found a place to go. He asked softly, "How is she?"
Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng looked at each other and smiled meaningfully: "It's very good, I'm worried about you, and I cried a few days ago."
Nie Xuanlie's heart tightened: "Why is she crying?"
"Xu was brought to tears by the wine you went to the grave that day."
Nie Xuanlie smiled: "Isn't she a big drinker? Did she receive the peach blossoms I burned?"
Mo Chunfeng wanted to do more, Xiang Dingchen looked behind him, and only said "it's too late", and then the two waved at him, turning around and running towards the light spot without any nostalgia.
Nie Xuanlie stood there and watched their figures disappear.
When he finally woke up, the pillow was soaked.
He couldn't sleep anymore, put on his coat and sat in the courtyard, looking up at the vast sky.
"General," the attendant approached, clasped his fists and said, "The peach blossoms in the peach forest bloomed in the snow yesterday. It's a spectacle. Do you need to invite someone from Lingyun Temple..."
"No need," Nie Xuanlie interrupted him: "Blooming flowers in winter is truly a wonder, so just leave it alone."
"Yes." The attendant responded, bowed and stepped back.
Nie Xuanlie sat alone in the courtyard for a long time, and finally let out a cloud of white air, which dissipated in the silent and cold night.
"Goodbye." He.
After a few days, Meng Eqi's body improved. Because of the new year, Meng Yizhen didn't have to go to school anymore, and ran to Meng Eqi's place to take her to the front yard to see the newly opened red plums.
Along with her was Meng Yilian. Meng Yilian initially stood at the door and hesitated whether to go in or not. In the past, she would not take the initiative to visit Meng Qiqi's pavilion, but this time it was unexpected.
"Second sister," Meng Eqi called out to her, "Why don't you come in? Who are you thinking of standing there?"
Meng Yilian was so agitated by her that she rushed in: "What did the third sister say, I didn't think about anyone!"
Meng Eqi and Meng Yizhen secretly covered their mouths and smiled, Meng Yilian snorted coldly, and took out the supplements she brought and handed them to Meng Eqi.
"I heard that you were sick. This is what my mother, eldest sister, and me want. You keep it. Anyway, you have a lot of good things, and you don't necessarily want mine."
Meng Eqi asked Yan Sha to take it and shouted sweetly, "Thank you, second sister!"
"Second sister came just in time," Meng Yizhen cheered like a jumping bird: "We are going to the front yard to see the red plum, and the second sister is also there. The red plum blossomed last night, and it is red and white with snow. Yes, it's beautiful!"