Sure enough, she still found out.
Feng Zhiwei had already squatted down, and in a somewhat awkward posture, walked around the eighteen pillars.
The expression on her face, from the initial surprise, to doubt, to understanding, to gradually becoming quiet, after seeing the eighteen colonnades, the expression on her face, it was difficult to distinguish between sorrow and joy, and turned into a faint silence and a slight smile. bleak.
The angle that is not easy to be discovered, the not-so-large area, and the lines under that layer of carvings tell a complete story.
His and her stories.
First Encounter at the Ice Lake in Autumn Mansion, Drinking Together on the Solitary Bridge on a Snowy Night, Confrontation in the Garden of Lanxiangyuan, Slaying the Bow at the Qingming Academy, Facing each other at the top of the Luohua Building, Tossing Cups at the Bridge of the Palace Abandoned by the Rainstorm, Compose Poems and Throwing Cups at the Golden Palace, Helping the Solitary Cliff in Jiyang, South China Sea ship head show officialdom, Longxi mansion killing heads, Yan family ancestral hall rescued, pirate Gaozhou at sea... The hall of the Ministry of Criminal Justice roared and attacked, the red powder crisis in Jinshen Hall, the water heating in the east pool of Shuyu Villa, and holding hands under the cliff of Bizhao...
Eighteen pillars, eighteen paintings, strung together the journey of him and her together like beads, vividly remembered, Feng Zhiwei unconsciously reached out to caress that layer of carvings, thinking in a trance, so he and her, Been through so much together.
Ning Yi squatted down gently beside her, and reached out to touch the hidden carving. His voice was long and slow, reminiscent of the yellowed old book pages that were silently turned in the quiet night, full of fragrance.
"Zhiwei, look, the past, I have carved it carefully here. After a hundred thousand years, all people will grow old, but the palace will always be there. Even people's hearts wander, only they are always here, never getting old and never fading."
Feng Zhiwei looked back at him, her eyes gleamed with crystal light in the darkness, she gave a soft "hmm" for a while, but said: "There are no immortal heroes in the world, and there is no immortal palace. One day, they It will still be lost in the dust."
"Then keep it in your heart, even if you turn it into a soul, your consciousness will not die." Ning Yi gently held her hand.
Feng Zhiwei looked at him steadfastly, a faint smile appeared for a while, then she suddenly turned her head, pointed to a pillar in the middle, and said, "I can see most of the paintings, only this Gen, I don't understand."
The carvings on that colonnade are very simple. There are two city gates, two archways, and two high platforms, which are intertwined with each other, standing silently in the falling snow.
"It was snowing that year, and I followed your footsteps from the South China Sea and rushed back to the Imperial Capital." Ning Yi's voice was also like that painting with light snow and coolness, "Hurry up slowly, after all, it was a step too late. , pass Jiulongtai, pass Yutang Street, cross Shenshuimen, exit Yongningmen, and leave Beijing. And I enter from Chang’an Gate, pass Shenshuimen, pass Yutang Street, enter Jiulongtai, and return to Beijing.”
His fingers slowly moved along the two intersecting and staggering routes, drawing a circular arc that did not intersect, "Look, there is only one step, one step, and a perfect circle cannot be formed. I have made a fault in my life, but I don’t know when it will be repaired... Zhiwei, I just hope that between us, we will not meet again like this and pass by each other.”
Feng Zhiwei's fingers, like him, walked silently along that melancholy route, as if in that year, the team of Princess Shengying who married far away, and the team of Nanhai imperial envoys returning to Beijing were close at hand. pass by.
Then she smiled slightly, stood up, looked around the eighteen pillars, and closed her eyes for a moment, as if she wanted to deeply remember this scene under the moonlight and pear blossoms.
When Ning Yi stood up, she had already opened her eyes, still with such misty and clear eyes, she smiled and said, "Look at the inner hall." Turning around, she immediately entered the hall.
The inside of the hall is naturally splendid curtains, smoked cages and treasured tripods, which are extremely gorgeous. Feng Zhiwei was reminded, so he didn't pay much attention to these. He glanced at the wall and recalled the ground outside. There is a difference, but it is covered by the ladder, and it is not easy to find out if it is not a master who is proficient in this way.
She was looking for the mechanism to go down to the next floor of the hall, when suddenly the entire wall in front of her was split in two, and the lower half slowly sank, such a huge wall suddenly landed, and the momentum was astonishing, she looked back in shock, and said with a smile: "I almost thought earthquake."
Ning Yi stood behind her, in the shadow of the moonlight, looking at each other with a smile on his face. He didn't rely on all sides, and he didn't know how to open the mechanism. Feng Zhiwei didn't ask, but only looked at the ground below the wall. With one glance, he said, "It's really a hole in the sky."
"I'll take you with me, otherwise I'm afraid there will be a trap." Ning Yi stepped forward and took her hand, and the two of them stepped down the stairs, which were only a few short steps away, facing a wide gate with a crimson embossed auspicious beast. Yi gently pushed it open, and the decoration inside was exactly the same as the one above, but it was more spacious, and nothing was placed there. A huge dark red and bright yellow carpet embroidered with figures and battle scenes was spread from the entrance to the hall wall. The upper half of the wall is hollowed out, it is not as dark as imagined, and there is still a faint light penetrating in.
"Although this hall is half-covered underground, it was designed with a turning point to take in light, so that it can receive light from outside and hear sounds from outside. If you don't want to be disturbed, just close those dark windows." Ning Yi pointed out Refers to some small windows at the top.
Feng Zhiwei looked at this design, and a strange thought crossed his mind. He felt that it was not appropriate to call this palace a refuge, but it was a bit like... an underground palace.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing. I felt ridiculous. The mausoleum of Emperor Tiansheng had already been selected. On Yanhu Mountain near Yanhu Pass on Shanbei Road, the best dragon vein site selected by hundreds of master geologists started construction. It has been a few years, how could it be changed here, besides, it doesn’t look like it.
Ning Yi turned his head to look at her, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" Feng Zhiwei shook his head, walked around the carpet, the hall was empty, except for the curtain hanging at the end corner, she lifted the curtain, and saw the whole The walls are all towering Duobaoge, there are no rare antiques on it, only a jug of wine is placed in the middle, the wine jug is exquisite and strange, it can be seen that it is a famous product.
"It's my own selfishness." Ning Yi walked over and said with a smile, "Although this palace is finished, it's really hard to say when it will be opened. I got a jug of good wine last time, and I will store it underground first. If you run out of wine, you can come and pick it up."