Where he lived, the wooden door was ajar, and it was faintly visible that Gong Ziqing was in the house.
However, there is a strong smell of alcohol in the room, and it is very difficult to smell it together with an inexplicable smell. For some reason, there was a panic in my heart for no reason. In the house, the unpleasant smell became stronger, and it actually made people feel a little dizzy.
The one who caught my eye was Gong Ziqing, he was lying on the ground with his back to me, his hair was disheveled against the ground, maybe it was because he was too drunk and drunk, that gentle-looking Gong Ziqing was so disrespectful.
However, the inexplicable appearance of my motionless body after I entered the room made people a little reluctant to face it. The only thing that puzzled me was that there was nothing in the wine jar in the room, not even crumbs. , a thought floated out of my mind, he won't... die, right
Shocked, I stepped forward, and was relieved to hear the faint groan from his lips, but seeing the blood-red flow out of the knife edge on his chest, I gasped immediately, I didn't die, But soon...
What the hell happened? !
It seemed that I sensed that someone had entered the room, and those dull eyes that looked ashen came back to look at me from a distant place. After a long while, my lips moved, but there was only traces of blood flowing down. , he gave up the idea of wanting to speak, and the smile that forced his lips together was so bitter and abnormal.
I don't know what happened to him, that's why he laughed so bitterly.
But no matter what you do, I, the most important thing now is whether you can save him. Although it is difficult, if he dies like this, Dad will definitely be sad. I don’t want to see Dad sad, but I have to stop first Only by stopping the blood flowing from his wound, in this case, the knife must be pulled out first, and then the bleeding will be stopped.
Thinking like this, I squatted down and floated Gong Ziqing's icy body into the pool of blood on the ground, and said hastily: "Be patient first, I will pull out this knife and stop the bleeding for you." I started to draw the knife, and when the knife came out, the blood flowed even more. Gong Ziqing thought that he had no strength, so he had to obediently let me move, and could not resist.
I tore off a piece of the white clothes I was wearing with the knife I just pulled out. I didn't care if I was being rude, if I moved too fast, or accidentally hurt him, so I just took off his clothes. So I bandaged him up, and his eyes kept looking at me, his expression seemed helpless and mixed with other things, everything was too sudden, and I was in a hurry and didn't care about that much.
At this moment, the door opened, and it was father and master who came in. Father entered the door, and he was wearing the same clothes he wore on the battlefield. He seemed to be eager to see Gong Ziqing That's why, that's why I rushed here without even changing my clothes.
Daddy looked at me holding a knife in one hand and hugging someone covered in blood with Gong Ziqing, he froze in place, but the master who was following behind Daddy didn't see this, before entering the door, he frowned and just murmured He said: "Where is the smell of hundred-day drunkenness coming from? This is..." After entering the door, he saw me again. He was very surprised and brought a little joy. Worry me...!!"
After seeing the current situation clearly, the joyful voice was bewildered and shocked, the pupils shrank involuntarily, and his face was full of disbelief.
It was Dad who came back to his senses first, "You actually killed him! Liu Siqing!!" The anger on his face distorted the face that made the woman envious, the gentle voice was gone, the doting tone was gone, those eyes The murderous intent appeared in Danfeng's eyes without any concealment, which made my heart go cold again.
"Ziqing!!" It was Master who spoke this time.
I really want to say that he is not dead yet, but unexpectedly, those red and phoenix eyes are now ashes, without a trace of life. It is unbelievable that he died in Huangquan just now, and I still haven't saved him. he…
Daddy will be sad, right? Even so, but,
Dad pushed me away with one hand, impartially, those hands just touched my chest that was stabbed, the location of the wound, and the unreserved strength made my eyes turn black from the pain, but Dad didn't care I, like the master who rushed over, focused on the dead Gong Ziqing with a sad face.
Suddenly I felt envious, if... the one who is lying in Daddy's arms is me... how wonderful it would be, then I would really get Daddy's attention, know how sad Daddy is, but unfortunately, I can get so much, after all, It won't be me, but Gong Ziqing.
I know, no matter whether it is Gong Ziqing or Feng Ziqing, if there is only a difference of two words, I will never be equal to the slightest difference between the two of them.
I was sitting on the ground just now, in a dazed state, unable to move, I saw my father gently put down Gong Ziqing, his cold face made no secret of the mixture of anger and murderous intent, and he walked in front of me step by step .
At this moment, I knew what Daddy wanted to do. He wanted my life to pay for your life with Young Master. He thought it was I who killed Young Master, but no, I don’t know anything, and I didn’t kill Young Master. Qing...
"Daddy! Listen to my explanation. I didn't kill Mr. Gongziqing. It really wasn't. Daddy, you," I hurriedly called out, still praying in my heart. show mercy.
It's just too late, the current father can't listen to anything, he grabbed the knife that had been in Gong Ziqing's body from my panicked hand, and plunged the bloody knife into me There was no hesitation in the movement of his chest, the position was exactly the same as the position of the wound on Gong Ziqing's body, Dad is really naughty, he even cares about such a point, it must be exactly the same, is it revenge
At the moment when my eyes were about to turn gray, what caught my eyes was still my father's red phoenix eyes full of hatred and murderous intent. My heart passed away, and the deep-rooted feelings were taken away, and the silence disappeared together.
Dad... why, if you like someone, do you have to be treated like this? I just like someone, just like, just... want to make someone happy, just... that's all.
Is it wrong...
Withdrawing the knife, my heavy body lost its support. I wobbled and took two steps back. Finally, I slid down and hit the corner of the table not too far away with my head. The heat flowed out, and along with the knife wound, more and more blood flowed, which made me feel that the blood would dry up in a short time, and the voice in my ear gradually became blurred and distant, as if it was coming to the sky, getting closer and closer. Not real anymore.
This time, I should die thoroughly. I said it was fate, but it was an exaggeration.
My head hurts so much, it’s okay, if it hurts more, let me forget about it all.
…
I don't know who it is, and death will not make people clean,
He said: "Uncle Huang, forget about him..."
He said, "Ziqing, I like you..."
He said…
Hey, wait, what did I just say? die? Am I dead? So this is hell? But why can't I see anything? What happened to that vocal voice just now? It sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it or who said it.
Suddenly, the voice sounded again, without the heaviness just now, only more easy-going and joyful in the laziness, he said: "The face is just like Ziqing, and I will be called Ziqing from now on? Hmm... no Well, if I see him and you are by my side, it's not appropriate to call you Ziqing, I'd better call you Siqing, how about it?"
He said: "Siqing, come on, have a laugh with Daddy, call Daddy to come and listen, ha ha."
He said: "Siqing... If you were him, it would be fine..."
He said: "Siqing, why don't you listen to daddy and play around? Open your eyes, daddy can't lose you!"
He said: "You save him, whatever you do."
He said again: "Siqing, Daddy will not be able to talk to you anymore. This, I'm afraid, is the last sentence. You can't blame Daddy."
A long time passed, and he didn't speak any more. I don't know how long it took, but his voice came from his ear, it was just a roar of gnashing teeth, the voice was harsh, and it was no longer the soft and doting voice at the beginning: "You actually killed me?" Him! Liu Siqing!!"
This time I woke up with fright, it turned out that I was in a dream just now.
Ninety-five so-called empresses
"You actually killed him! Liu Siqing!!"
Wait, so... I, I, I... I killed someone? ! I, uh... who am I? Who did you say that to? It seems that there is only me and that person, so, I am Liu Siqing
So what happened to the uncle Huang and Ziqing at the beginning? How many people are there? Who am I
Although I don't know who I am, what is the reason for the abnormal head and body pain, it's not what I should think about now, but the snow-white gauze bed curtain, the vermilion doors and windows, and a few teacups on the table, I don't know if there are any in the teapot. The tea is still a small incense burner, with incense burning inside, and green smoke rising from the inside, and the green smoke that fills the room lingers for a long time, making people feel like they are in a fairyland. The scrolls, and some memorials, are well-written, and you can tell which nerd's room it is at a glance.
And I don't seem to be interested in the scroll, I really can't see that this should be my room, so, back to the original point, where do I live? Who am I
When I just wanted to get up, it was a pity that it was difficult to move. When I got up, I felt unbearable pain in my upper body. My head was still able to talk, especially my chest. I always felt that the pain was almost at the heart.
So, I had no choice but to lie down obediently and get up when the pain is gone. I don't know when the owner of the room will come, or maybe I just want to, but I still can't believe it.
The door is open, maybe there is something wrong with my eyes, what comes into my eyes are clusters of flowers and plants, red and purple, they are beautiful all of a sudden, the birds and butterflies are singing cleanly, and there is no half of a person, looking at the other side is still there The sky before the sun is slightly blue, it must be early in the morning.
Just when I was in a daze, a well-dressed woman walked in with a basin. Just a few steps away from the door, she raised her head and opened her big eyes with my small ones, then came back to her senses. , put down the basin in his hand in surprise, turned around and ran away.
This made me very helpless, could it be that I was born ugly and frightened that girl? Tsk, but I can't tell, the owner of this room is actually a woman, which really shocks me.
After a while, I heard a female voice from a distance, "Wang, Wang! The young master is awake!" I was very pleasantly surprised.
It turned out that it wasn't what I thought just now, I wanted to tell the man who was called the king that I woke up, and then I turned around and ran away, without saying a word in a hurry.
But this king... who is it? surname? name? Or another name
Not long after, two people came in from the door, a man and the woman who ran out just now. After thinking about it for a long time, I just think that this man's appearance is... very beautiful. Compared with that woman, I think that woman will be ashamed. Fortunately, this man does not have the slightest femininity.
The man was wearing clothes as white as the snow-white bed curtain, his long hair was draped lazily behind his head, and a hairpin was randomly tied behind him, a pair of peach blossom eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and thin lips with pale pink, now slightly raised, can't stop Live happily.
"Are you awake?" He stepped forward and sat by the bed, his lips opened and closed, similar to his hair, even the tone of his speech was lazy, but there was still joy in it.
Isn't this... nonsense...
Can I see you without waking up
But now is not the time to worry about this, looking at those peach blossom eyes, I just want to ask: "Who are you?"
The man was obviously taken aback when he heard the words, and then said slowly: "... Yu Wenxi."
Before I could respond, he spoke again, but despite his slowness just now, he seemed a little eager: "You...you don't remember me?" See, he even stuttered.
This sounds strange, should I remember him when I co-authored it? Now I can't even remember myself, so how can I remember others.
I didn't answer him, I just said, "Who am I, do you know me?"
These words directly made him stunned, the corners of his slightly raised lips slid down, and he kept silent. After a while, his lips were raised again, and there was a sly gleam in his peach eyes, Yu Wen Xi said: "Your name is Feng Ziqing, and you don't even remember this, alas, could it be that the kowtow is serious, and you lost your memory?"
My intuition tells me that he's lying to me, but it's nothing, it's just a name, and there's nothing wrong with it... right? Feng Ziqing, a pretty good name, people with the surname Feng... really rare.
"You said I kowtowed? What's going on?" No wonder my head hurts so much. It turned out to be kowtowing. Could it be that I accidentally fell while walking and then kowtowed
"You don't even remember this, it's okay, let me tell you..."
Then so and so, listening to what he said, I really didn't look at the road when I was walking, my foot slipped, and I knocked on the tree in front of me. In this way, I lost my memory.
Then I asked some questions, and he answered them one by one, and he didn't find my talking so annoying. From his words, I learned that my name is Feng Ziqing, and he is... er, the kind of person who makes people feel uncomfortable. The shameful relationship, which made me feel hot when I heard it, and his name is Yu Wenxi, although he seems to be a gentle scholar, he is still the king of the Canglang Kingdom, ruling a country or something, it is really powerful, I I have to admire him too, and my relationship with him... Cough, such a man can be regarded as lucky for three lives.
A few days after sunset, the moon sets and the sun rises, this long rest, and the expensive medicines, made the wound on my body that was said to be robbed by robbers while walking alone on the road mostly healed. Come on, sit at the door if you have nothing to do, enjoy this peaceful heart and this comfortable day, or just sit at the table, holding a cup of tea and sipping leisurely like now.
"Ziqing, my shoulders are so sore, give me a squeeze."
Yu Wenxi, who was sitting at the writing table beside him, spoke, frowning slightly, and even his tone was a bit complaining, no wonder his shoulders were sore, from the next dynasty to the current Youshi, even the court clothes were urgently changed, so he just sat there and began to review The pile of memorials brought by the attendant is gone.
Although he treats me like a servant, I don't feel anything wrong. After all, this relationship is no different from that of husband and wife. This small matter should be done, and I am also happy with it. For some reason, I always feel that such a life is more difficult For me, it is really rare, the so-called commendable, I deserve to cherish it.
He didn't see me pass by for a long time, he raised his head and looked at me with doubtful peach blossom eyes, which made me a little drunk, as if I was drunk, I always felt that this scene seemed familiar, could this be what I should have been Have memory
"Ziqing, what are you thinking? You're so preoccupied."
"It's nothing." Putting down the teacup in my hand, I smiled, and I got up and walked forward, as he wished, gently pinching his sore shoulder.
Those peach blossom eyes are slightly squinted, like a lazy cat basking in the sun on the roof after being satiated, enjoying it like that.
He put down the pen he was holding in his hand, stretched out his hand to hook my neck, and kissed my lips, and I was just dumbfounded and then slowly replied, there is no way, I should be used to it, now I am shocked It's all superfluous, it's hard not to get used to being kissed by him like this every day.
After just a kiss, he acted a little coquettishly: "Ziqing, these memorials are really troublesome, please help me approve them."
Without even thinking about it, the word "no" came out of his mouth. He was stunned, sighed, and muttered: "You are still so stubborn." Then he buried his head in the memorial again.
This is not stubborn, the memorial is what the king of a country should review, and I am nothing, and I dare to review it. Although this house is elegant and quiet, it does not mean that no one is there. I will come to it every day. If two people appear by chance, if they run into each other, it would be bad if it gets out, I'm afraid his face as the king of a country will be almost ruined, and ah... I'm also afraid of trouble.
I rubbed my shoulders for him again, and seeing that his brows were no longer frowning, I walked slowly to the table, sat on the wooden stool and took the unfinished tea.
The days are so unsalty, occasionally I can always see figures emerging from the door, they will always hide by the door and peek, whispering, I can always hear the word "boyfriend" .
But I don't know what the meaning of the male favorite is. In the end, after hearing a lot, I feel bored and even more confused.
So today, I took advantage of the time when Yu Wenxi was writing some insignificant things on the rice paper, and asked, "Xi, what do you mean by this male favorite?"
Xi or something, he said that Yu Wenxi felt unfamiliar to me when I called him, and I had to call him that way, but I still can’t get used to this boring address, so I usually don’t call him by his name, anyway, it’s just me and him Forget it, he also knows that I am speaking to him, after all, there are only two people here.
At the end of the sentence, his writing action stopped, although his face was not very clear, but I could also vaguely see that he was a little warm and angry. Could it be that the word "male favorite" is not nice
"Who said that?" His words were rare and cold, and it seemed that he was really angry.
I laughed dryly: "...I suddenly thought of it, if you don't like it, I won't ask."
He smiled, lost his coldness, and returned to his usual appearance: "It's okay, if someone else tells it, you can tell me. I want to see who is so bold as to dare to say that you are my boy favourite."
It seems that this male pet is really not a good word.
The next day, when he came back from court, he didn't change his dragon robe, and he didn't rush to review the memorial. He just sat me by the bed and said to me happily, "Ziqing, I've decided to make you my lord." Afterwards, I have spoken to those ministers."
This time he called himself Zhen instead of me, I don't know why, but what is the queen
I nodded half understanding: "They agreed?"
He shook his head with a smile, but he couldn't see any disappointment: "Of course not. They just beheaded the leader, so they didn't dare to object."
Uh... It's so easy to kill someone, as expected of a king.
"What's the queen?" I asked this question now, and he couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.
"The empress, that's it,"
Ninety-six goodbye
He whispered in my ear, but the voice was too low, and I didn't hear him clearly before finishing. In the end, I could only stare at him blankly, very puzzled.
He smiled knowingly, and leaned into my ear and said, "Queen Feng, that's it," but he even blew the wind when he spoke, which made my ears itchy, and I laughed out loud before I could hear the words clearly. sounded.
"Stop making trouble, what the hell is it?" I frowned, and he just stopped his naughty actions like a child.
"The empress seal means getting married, and then...husband...husband and wife, it can be like this or that, understand?" At the end of the sentence, Yu Wenxi couldn't stop the smile on her face.
I half understood: "This way? Which kind?"
He just smiled and didn't speak, his eyes were slightly squinted, he looked like a scheming and cunning fox, his hands started to move, he unbuttoned my clothes, groped around, kneaded and pressed from time to time, and covered his lips Come up and say vaguely: "That's it,"
Unexpectedly, his strength can be so great. He pressed me on the bed and couldn't push me even an inch. The strange feeling accompanied by his movements made me feel bad, but it seemed that I also felt... quite Okay, uh, illusion, it must be an illusion, or push him away before speaking.
Before I pushed him away, he got up automatically, licked the corner of his lips, seductively tight, and quite proud of himself.
"I won't continue to do it today, and we will..." He laughed, he lost a little bit of the gentleness of the past, straightened the dragon robe, let me lie on the bedside panting alone, and went to On the side of the desk, the memorial was reviewed.
I was still dazed by the bedside, it seemed that all this was too sudden, getting married, very familiar, "In a few days, Daddy will marry the princess. 'I vaguely remember that he had written like this.
Those red phoenix eyes that reveal unspeakable loneliness seem to be always hesitant to speak, perhaps because there are too many things hidden in my heart and I want to talk to someone, but I can't, or I don't want to.
Ah... He was also married at that time, what kind of mood did I feel at that time? Unbelievable unwillingness, or pain
"You actually killed him! Liu Siqing!!"
I didn't, I didn't kill that person, really, you always don't want to believe me, why? Because I am your son
I wanted to forget it, but I couldn't, really... I wanted to forget it, why did I just remember it, Daddy, I really like you, why didn't you even want to give alms to the original look in the end
I am really useless, obviously the love has passed away, but with the reappearance of the past bit by bit, I have returned to the usual love. Difficult…
Forget it, I won't be with him after all, why not, it doesn't matter if you think about him, as long as he lives happily, this is what I want in this life.
It’s just that I’m ashamed of Yu Wenxi. Although he lied to me, it’s nothing serious. It’s just the name. It really doesn’t matter. I just think that maybe the person in his heart is the same as the person in my father’s mind. It’s that Feng Ziqing, And I just look similar to Feng Ziqing, that's all, if he treats me well, he only treats Feng Ziqing well, thinking about it, I won't feel so guilty.
Forget it... In terms of emotion and reason, I still feel ashamed of him, and let him get married. I just want my father to have a happy life. It doesn't matter what I do.
Before I knew it, I fell asleep, in a daze, I seemed to hear someone talking in my ear, the voice was a bit helpless, sad and sentimental, and... unwilling
"Feng Ziqing, you and I agreed that you will never be alone in the world? I have been away for those years, but you have forgotten me, and you have forgotten me, and you still miss others. You are so sad for others. Have you ever thought about my feelings? You are ashamed to say that you will never let anyone bully me, and you will not make me unhappy. Now, you bullied me, what should I do?"
"Ziqing... I am,,"
The words behind these words gradually became blurred, maybe I was too sleepy and couldn’t hold on to finish listening to these words, when I woke up again, it was already high in the sun, unexpectedly the sleeping person next to me didn’t go to the morning court, And now he is sleeping soundly, maybe he is so tired that he has forgotten the time.
I pushed him, and his peaceful sleeping face frowned slightly, "Don't make trouble."
"Xi, get up quickly, don't you want to go to court early today? It's already this hour, why don't you get up?"
He waved my hand away impatiently, and waved it in the air a few times, then changed his posture and muttered: "Don't make noise, I don't go to bed early today, let me sleep for a while..."
Afterwards, the sound of breathing gradually calmed down, but I felt that Yu Wenxi's small appearance today was very interesting. I couldn't help poking at the face that was neither fat nor thin, and then quickly moved my hand away. I was not surprised to see Yu Wenxi frowning Is it over, I waved it in the air twice impatiently, then directly covered my face with my arm, and continued to sleep.
I didn't want to give up, and remembered what I vaguely heard last night. I pushed the sleeping person and said, "Xi, what did you say to me last night? I didn't hear you clearly. Tell me again." Let's talk."
He understood, but apparently he was not so clear-headed: "I said I am..." Then he changed his comprehension posture, blinked his eyes in confusion, "Did I talk to you last night?"
... Didn't you say that you were like this
Forget it, since he doesn't want to say it, that's fine, I still vaguely remember what he said, it was said to Feng Ziqing, I am not Feng Ziqing, but what do I do if I hear it so clearly
Looking at Yu Wenxi again, that sleeping face is so rare and quiet, but it is indescribably disturbing. I don’t know how long I watched it, but I just fell asleep like that. When I woke up again, the bedside was slightly cold. , Yu Wenxi had already got up, and now he was sitting on the desk reviewing the memorial. When he saw that I was awake, he frowned, and he put down the pen in his hand, quite happy.
"The date has been fixed. Tomorrow is a rare and auspicious day. You and I will get married tomorrow. What do you think, Ziqing?"
Tomorrow... so soon, that's all, as far as he said, he didn't feel that he was looking for me to discuss, "Since you have already made a decision, let's do it tomorrow."
"Since Ziqing agrees, then I'll go and order my servants to make preparations." Yu Wenxi said happily, and walked out the door briskly. I washed my face with the water handed by the waiting maid, and then poured I drank a cup of tea and quenched my thirst.
I suddenly became interested, and wanted to go out for a walk, or enjoy flowers or something, so that the boredom in my heart would dissipate.
When I got out of the courtyard gate, I wanted to go farther, but fortunately, I didn't see any guards blocking the way. Instead, I bowed to me, and I didn't forget to say that my son is well.
I think maybe Yu Wenxi told the gate guards, otherwise why would she be so polite instead of stopping me
Suddenly, I also want to see where Yu Wenxi is now. Without him by his side, I am alone. Although it is clean and leisurely, there is one less person to care about. I am not used to it.
Look at the open vermilion gate, there are people chatting and laughing inside, one of them's voice is very familiar to me, and I never thought if it would disturb their conversation, I stepped forward, with a smile on my face, But when he first appeared at the door, he was stunned, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked were a little hard to support.
Who did I see, the one in the green clothes swaying, the hair tied up slightly, the red and phoenix eyes were as happy as before, but when the four eyes met, the joy faded away, and the eyes slowly glowed, it was The coldness that freezes people's hearts, and... the killing intent.
Dad, he still hates me that much. I must have felt unwilling to see a murderer who is still living so comfortably. After all, he is such a stubborn dad. The memory is still fresh, and I don't want to repay what it will be like to be stabbed.
So, am I losing my memory? Isn't my name Feng Ziqing? So that's it, I'll pretend anyway, I'm Feng Ziqing, not Liu Siqing, so I have nothing to do with Liu Jingwen, naturally, I... don't know Liu Siqing either.
Even so, I still feel a little embarrassed, I don't know what to do next, should I go? stay? Or greet you with a smile? Right now, I don't know what to do.
Fortunately, Yu Wenxi got out of the siege, and he stepped forward, his smiling eyes remained the same, and his joy did not change: "Ziqing, you are here, why don't you wait obediently in the room and wait for me to go back?"
What I said made me very uncomfortable, and I glanced to the side again. I should have been a little shocked after hearing the second son of Ziqing... Jingwen, the murderous intent in his eyes is fading away, probably because of the word Ziqing , he must have thought of Gong Ziqing.
Regardless of whether I spoke or not, Yu Wenxi smiled and said to Jingwen again: "Xiang Liu, he is Feng Ziqing, my... queen."
As soon as I said this, everyone present was shocked, including me. Jingwen and the others were shocked. After all, I was a man but I became a queen. Surprisingly, Yu Wenxi only talked about me with Jingwen, but not Jingwen with me. Could it be that he already knew that I had returned to my usual memory
If so, then why didn't he make it clear, but let me mess around? This is really puzzling.
In contrast, Dad was obviously not as shocked by the male empress, but by the word Feng Ziqing. After hearing this, he looked at me carefully again, as if he was confirming something, and seemed a little anxious.
Alas, I can't stay here anymore, let's go back, it's better to be quiet than the current situation, so I said goodbye without saying anything, and walked back on my own, what I didn't want was, As soon as I walked through the corridor, I felt that someone was following behind me. With the familiar sound of footsteps, it was hard not to know who the person behind me was.
"What is Liu Xiang doing with me?" Reluctantly, I stopped and turned around, looking at the people behind me, trying to appear as natural as possible.
who is ninety seven
"Are you... Ziqing?"
Those red and phoenix eyes looked at me, but they were cautious inside, why? Is it because of Feng Ziqing...
"I..." Since Yu Wenxi already said that I am Feng Ziqing, then it should be, "Yes."
As soon as this word came out, Jingwen's figure was shocked, and she called Ziqing in a murmur, but then he turned around and only said: "You are not him." The loneliness in the words It's hard to hide, and I left with only this sentence, without the following.
With that said... Could it be that he already knows that I am Liu Siqing and not Feng Ziqing
For a moment of stupefaction, Jingwen has gradually drifted away, and Yu Wenxi's figure has gradually entered my eyes. He passed by Jingwen. At that moment, he seemed to say something in Jingwen's ear, I don't know. Whether it's good or bad, I can only vaguely see that the corners of his lips are raised a little.
Then, I went back to the room with Yu Wenxi, and learned from Yu Wenxi that Liu Xiang was sent just now because of the peace talks between the two countries.
I poured a cup of tea in my hand, and holding it like this seemed to be able to drive away the inexplicable chill in my heart. Suddenly, I remembered Yu Wenxi's smile just now, and asked casually: "What did you say to him just now?"
Who is he, needless to explain, presumably Yu Wenxi can also hear it.
But he pretended to be confused, only wondering: "I didn't say anything."
I was silent for a while, and then I said again: "Who is Feng Ziqing? Are you very familiar?"
At the end of the sentence, he was slightly taken aback, "Aren't you just Ziqing..." The smile on the corner of his lips also looked so unnatural.
I sighed, took a sip of tea and put down the teacup, and then said: "Don't lie to me, I've already remembered everything, my name is Liu Siqing, I'm not Feng Ziqing, you... you like him, right? Sorry, I'm not him."
He only smiled wryly, changed his usual lazy look, and sighed softly: "You are, but you don't remember."
"Impossible!" Just imagine, in today's world, the only person surnamed Feng and named Ziqing is the King of Xiang, but a person who has been dead for a hundred years, how could it be me, he must have lied to me, no I would like to believe the fact that the person I like has been dead for a long time, but unless... absurd!
"Ziqing, do you believe in ghosts and gods and reincarnation?" Those peach blossom eyes looked at me fixedly, there was no doubt in them, as if everything he said was true.
"Do not believe."
I don’t believe what ghosts and gods and reincarnation say, although sometimes I’m sleepy because of love and think that if there is reincarnation or something, it’s best not to enter it again, but it’s just thinking about it, I have never believed it Those who have lived through these.
After a while, he just sighed, full of disappointment and helplessness: "Whether you believe it or not, Feng Ziqing is you, and you can't shirk it no matter what." He didn't see what I said, and then murmured He murmured to himself, "He is really a heartless person, and he still lives up to his lies. They are all deceptive lies. I am really stupid, and I just believe it."
When I raised my eyes, I saw a pair of peach blossom eyes fixed on me, but my eyes were fluttering, as if looking at me, but at the same time seemed to be looking at someone else, I sighed faintly, and said just now: "I don't know who, every time I always like to be around people not to immerse myself in the past, where I am ashamed of the past, and I don’t know that I am always by his side, whether I can’t bear it or be angry, but he always can’t see it, what a fool, every time I mentioned that sentence, wait for me, come here, but does he know how much I wish him to live longer? Isn’t that life just for him to live forever? Alas, he always likes to let me down, In the later nights, leaning against the apricot tree was only sentimental for others, I forgot...he had already forgotten me, completely."
I don’t know why, I heard that sentence completely, and my heart suddenly tightened, as if I was grabbed by someone, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe, uh... this must be an illusion, I knew that Yu Wenxi’s words were referring to Fengzi Sir, how can I feel this way about someone who has nothing to do with me
But what he said just now, why do I think he was talking about him and Fengzi