Eastern Palace - Chapter 80

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“The water of forgetting the river lies in forgetting the emotion…”

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“A fox sits on the sand dunes, sits on the sand dunes, and looks at the moon. Well, it turns out that it is not looking at the moon, but the girl waiting for the sheep to return…”

“It’s awful! Change one!”

“I will only sing this song…”

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“Forever, I will always forget you!”

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In the memory, there is a light that extinguishes, flashing, like the dense fog gradually spreading out, revealing a phantom mirage. I suddenly opened my blurry eyes, and everything gradually became clear. I saw Adu, and she stood beside me. I also saw Yong Niang. Her eyes were red and slightly swollen.

I saw delicate flowers embroidered on the tent. I slowly recognized it. This is the East Palace, my own bedroom.

I slowly breathed out, and felt like I had a nightmare, something terrible happened in my dream: I was taken by the assassin, and then the assassin turned out to be Gu Jian, and I stood under the Chengtian Gate, I watched Li Chengyin upstairs… The most terrifying thing was that I dreamed that I knew Li Chengyong long ago. He aliased Gu Xiaowu, slaughtered Jie Shuo, killed Aweng, and forced me to death. A Niang… The father is crazy, and I was forced to jump off the forgetful river… This nightmare is really terrible… Terrible enough that I dare not even think about it…

Fortunately, all that was just a nightmare. I slowly grabbed Yong Niang’s hand and smiled at her, trying to say, “I’m so hungry…”

I couldn’t make any sound. There was a sharp pain in my throat, and the air flow circulated in my mouth, but I couldn’t speak. I was so anxious that I stuck my neck with my hands, and Yong Niang took my hand with tears: “Prince Princess, don’t worry, the doctor said that you are just in a hurry, so you burned your throat and slowly adjusted it naturally. …”

I looked at Adu and Yongniang again. Gong E took a clear dew and Yongniang personally fed it to me. The sweet and fragrant smell of the clear dew and the cool taste made me feel comfortable and comfortable, and immediately relieved my throat Pain. I swallowed, and Yongniang said: “Slower, slower…don’t choke… Alas…Dripping water hasn’t entered in these days…I’m almost in a hurry…”

How many days?

How many days have I slept?

I asked for pen and paper rather than drawing, Yong Niang was busy with someone to give me, Gong E holding inkstone, I dipped in ink, but suddenly hesitated when writing.

What to write?

What should I ask? Asked if Jie Shuo really did not exist in the whole family, and asked my father, was he already mad? When I arrived in Zhongyuan, he never sent someone to see me. Xiliang, who I thought about day and night, never sent someone to see me. I didn’t feel weird at all in the past. I used to complain about Dad’s ruthlessness. Now I know that my Xiliang has already become a fantasy. I dare not ask Adu, how dare I dare to ask Yong Niang?

I can’t write for a long time.

The ink at the end of the pen condensed for too long, and finally fell with a click, dripping onto the paper and splashing a ball of ink.

Suddenly I remembered the “Splash Gate”, the magnificent pictures of mountains and rivers painted by Li Chengyin with Yanzhi and Luo Zidai, the Mingyufang, the stepping song that night, the sword light and sword that night…I think of him breaking the arrow, I swear aloud… I remember the real **** shadow of the sword in my dream, I remember I sang on the sand dunes, I remember Gu Xiaowu caught a hundred fireflies for me, I remember the cold wind of forgetting on the river… and The pain on his face when I cut my belt with my sword…

I dropped the pen and hurriedly buried myself back in the quilt, I was afraid I remembered.

Yong Niang thought I was still uncomfortable, so she patted my back gently, slowly patting me like coaxing a child to sleep.

Adu walked away lightly, although her voice was soft, I could hear it.

I suddenly felt sad. I didn’t even dare to ask Adu, Jieshuo, and the past things. Are the things I remembered in my dream real? Adu must be more sad than me, she is obviously a master, but she has always been with me, accompanied me to Zhongyuan, accompanied me with the enemy for so long…I became unprecedentedly timid, I don’t want anything understood.

I slept in the muddy room again for most of the day. In the evening, Yong Niang woke me up and let me drink a very bitter medicine.

Then Yong Niang asked me if she wanted something to eat.

I shook my head, I didn’t want to eat anything.

What can I eat now?

Yong Niang still ordered people to make soup cakes. She said: “The soup cakes are soft and have soup. People who are sick eat this very well.”

I didn’t want to eat soup cake, I picked it up and put it down.

The soup cake reminds me of Li Chengyin.

In fact, everything in the East Palace reminds me of Li Chengyin.

I just don’t want to think of him again. Regardless of whether it was true or not, I instinctively didn’t want to see him again.

But evasion cannot be avoided. When Li Chengyin came to see me, Yong Niang just took the soup cake away. He walked in with a smile on his face, just like before. Only I know that everything is different from before. We have such an unbearable past. The Shenshui of Wangchuan made me forget everything, and made him forget everything. And I was so muddled that I spent three years with him here… Without waiting for me to think about it, Li Chengyin had hurried to my bed and then stretched out his hand to touch my forehead.

I avoided the side of my face.

He touched an empty hand, but was not angry, but said: “You finally woke up, I am really worried.”

I looked at him quietly, like a stranger. He finally felt wrong and asked me: “What’s wrong with you?”

When he saw me ignore him, he said, “You were taken by the assassins that day, and it was Shangyuan, and the nine gates opened…”

I just feel impatient. I didn’t remember the way he stood on the tower that day, but the way I stood on the Forgotten River that day, I am afraid I will remember it all my life. What’s the use of saying this now? Does he want to lie to me again with sweet words? He just forgot all the things in the past, but I remembered it, I already remembered it!

He said: “… I haven’t seen you in the city for several days, I thought…” At this point, his tone slowly dropped, saying, “I thought I would never see you again…”

He stretched out his hand to touch my shoulder, I remembered the father’s blurred tears, I remembered that A Niang fell down in the pool of blood, I remembered Awon’s last cry, I remembered that the bloodless hands pushed me On horseback… I suddenly pulled out the hairpin’s hairpin and slashed it toward his chest fiercely.

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