"Then are we going to stay in Xiliang?" Gu Zhixiao looked eagerly, "How long? One month? One year?" She squinted her eyes, snapped her fingers, and gasped when it reached one year.
"I don't know how long." Gu Nanyi hugged her, gently shaking her small body, "Xiaoxiao, Daddy belongs to your aunt. Daddy wants to stay with you here first, waiting for your aunt."
"Auntie is going to leave you?" Gu Zhixiao was a little sleepy from being shaken by him, and his articulate began to be unclear, "You follow, take me with you."
"It's Daddy who is going to leave your aunt behind." Gu Nanyi said flatly, "Daddy wants to accompany you."
Gu Zhixiao looked up at him suspiciously, with a look of surprise and surprise in his eyes, "Am I finally more important than my aunt?"
"Your aunt gave us a lot. You were saved by her and raised by her." Gu Nanyi pushed back a strand of her messy hair soaked in tears, "Daddy wants to do something for her, and you have to help her." Daddy."
Gu Zhixiao was silent for a while, then nodded.
"You stay with me, we're here."
Gu Nanyi caressed her face, and said slowly:
"good."
After the last two short conversations, the father and daughter stopped talking, Gu Zhixiao closed his eyes sleepily, a little unshed tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, Gu Nanyi stared at his daughter's face for a long time, bent down, Slowly pressing his face against her tear-stained cheeks.
His veil fell heavily, covering the faces of the two of them. No one knew what expression was on his face at this moment of getting close.
The moonlight shone coldly, and the father and daughter embracing each other were as quiet as sculptures. The color of their clothes was a light white under the moonlight, but the reflections merged into a black stone. Pull it out for a long time.
The wind is blowing at this moment, so desolate.
The cool wind blows away the most important and fateful conversation in the life of the father and daughter who have been dependent on each other until now.
The cool wind blows through many rockeries, and the silent and surging tears in the corners of my eyes can't be blown away.
Feng Zhi leaned against the rockery with her shoulders slightly, and lowered her head slightly. Her strength against the rockery was so strong that people worried that she would push the rockery down or crush her shoulders, so that her shoulders were heavily stained. The pale green of the layer of moss was stained on the blue brocade robe, like a thick tear stain.
She lowered her head slightly, her face was half behind a bush, no one could see her face for the first time, only the moonlight at this moment knew that on that corner of her cheek, tears flowed silently and wantonly, like a raging spring, reflecting This moment is cold moonlight.
It was the first time that Feng Zhiwei shed tears like this since Ning'an Palace that year.
She has experienced the turmoil in the grassland, the danger of war, the shock of being captured, and the fall of the court. She has come to the present after the snow in the thirteenth year of Changxi. She has encountered many things that should shed tears, but she has never shed tears. Once upon a time, she thought that, Presumably, all the tears in this life were shed in front of Tiansheng Emperor's face in front of the mother's bed in Ning'an Palace that year, which were so false and true.
However, today, she only knew that there was another kind of pain, like a small knife, carved into the bone marrow, turning the frozen blood and marrow into tears, endless.
This time in this life, the words of other people's conversations are plain and shocking, and every word is heard in my ears, like someone's fingers are ruthlessly digging out a trembling heart, and my whole body is hot and cold in the throbbing pain. So much so that she froze behind the rockery, such a person who had experienced all kinds of storms and was covered with traps also lost all the ability to speak and act.
She could only cry, behind the rockery, in the cold moon, she did not dare to let out a choked sob to break the heavy and decisive tear at this moment.
The real shock does not come from danger and suffering, but from the irresistible fists given by others.
Eighteen years have been so cold and difficult, and this moment is so painful and warm. She once thought that this life was frozen and snowed and would never be thawed, but today she is grateful that she has still been here.
The moonlight shines on both sides of the rockery regardless of borders. Here is her shoulder to shoulder crying silently, and there is a father and daughter hugging each other quietly as if sleeping.
One mind, two lonely places.
After a long time, in the silence, Feng Zhiwei heard some movement by the pool, slowly poked her head, and saw Gu Nanyi picked up the sleeping Gu Zhixiao, left the pool, and handed it to the maid who had been waiting in the distance.
There were many court ladies waiting by the gazebo. It seemed that Lu Rui had already confirmed Gu Zhixiao's identity, and quietly sent her extra protection forces in the palace.
Gu Nanyi handed his daughter to the maid, and when the maid came to pick her up, his hands paused, but he still handed it over resolutely, Feng Zhiwei turned his head and closed his eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, there were no tears in her eyes. She washed her face in the pool water and used some powder to cover the slightly red and swollen corners of her eyes.
She met Gu Nanyi's eyes with a smile, and thanked him for the veil that never took off for the first time—if she saw his eyes at this moment, she was afraid that she would not be able to control the tears in front of her face.
"Where did you go?" Her tone was calm as usual.
Gu Nanyi seemed to take a careful look at her, then turned his face halfway, and said in the same tone without ups and downs: "Played with Zhixiao for a while."
When will he tell such the most indistinguishable half-truths and half-false lies? Feng Zhiwei wanted to laugh, but wanted to cry even more, raised her face slightly, and said with a "hmm", "How is she?"
"very good."
The two of them didn't mention the words of taking the knowledge back, they walked slowly side by side, a long shadow stretched out on the cobblestone path, his shadow, covered hers heavily.
On the half-rolled remnant lotus leaves, dew drops quietly poured down, the sound was subtle but startling.
After a while, Gu Nanyi suddenly said: "I have this secret book, I will give it to you later, you can practice."
Feng Zhiwei was silent for a while.
Gu Nanyi tilted his head to look at her with some doubts.
"good."
After the last two short conversations, the two stopped talking and walked down the road in silence. The winding path in the garden seemed to be boundless and twists and turns, but each other's shadows had already reached the end of the road.
After seeing the banquet, it seemed to be very quiet for a while. As expected, Gu Nanyi used this spare time to urge Feng Zhiwei to practice martial arts. He was stern and impatient, contrary to the lax and casual way he used to instruct her to practice martial arts. The teaching was almost coercive, and he required half a day for a move that could be practiced in three days, and half a day was too long, and he even grabbed a small whip in his hand, as if he wanted to beat Zhiwei Feng anytime, but Zhiwei Feng was not so She spends a lot of time practicing martial arts. She is in a high position and has many things to do. How can she practice from morning to night like this, but she has no objection at all, and she rejects all social engagements, except writing a few letters every day and summoning a few people, which is a somewhat mysterious arrangement After doing some business, I spent the rest of the time concentrating on spending time with Gu Nanyi in the inner courtyard. After the cock crowed, I would rest in the middle of the night. I was exhausted most of the time, and I wished I could crawl back, barely supporting myself in front of Gu Nanyi and walking back to myself. As soon as the door was closed, she actually climbed into bed.