Chapter 62 Chapter 60

After learning from the pain, Xichun called Lai Yier, who was shocked, thinking that the deeds had been exposed, and originally wanted to evade it, but if she didn't think about it again, she would reveal her flaws.Bite the bullet and go in and see Ruhua, and find out that Xichun hangs Daiyu in the Aujingxi Pavilion. The Aujingxi Pavilion is very close to the Ouxiangxie. After Xichun came back, he still lived in the Ouxiangxie.Daguanyuan was originally filled in the inner mansion, and today I occasionally thought of my friendship with Yuanchun, and returned the garden, but the garden has returned, but the original flower-filled aura of the garden can't be returned no matter what.

Xichun stood silently by the pool by herself, and she has been here since she got up early.The edge of the pool is connected by bamboo railings, and the water in the pool is blue and heavy, as if the jasper hairpin on Daiyu's head fell into the water.Sparkling and green, Daiyu is a floating flower that sinks to the bottom of the water.Thinking of Daiyu, Xichun felt hurt and almost cried again. To what extent do we have to dislike the world before we are willing to give up life?No more trickle-down love. Just a few nights ago, Daiyu, who was seriously ill and felt that she was dying, walked into the cold water under a cold moon.Vaguely, the moon was also bright that night, and the sky, the ground, the water and the sky were immersed in each other, in a trance, just like the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival couplet that year.Everything corresponds to the sentence: "Lengyue bury the soul of flowers".The silver light soaks in forever, burying the soul of the flower, but not the inexhaustible sorrow of the world.

Shuibo's eyes are light, Xichun doesn't know if Daiyu's heart is in turmoil at that time, at this time life and death are in the air and there is no way to ask, the distance between life and death is like two people who are destined to pass each other, sometimes it takes time to meet each other , Sometimes it is an instant interlacing. The wind blowing Lin Ye Xiaoxiao by the pool seemed to be crying and moaning.Xichun looked in the direction of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the building was empty, and even Zijuan and Snow Geese helped Ling go back to Yangzhou.Xichun felt joy and sorrow in her heart. She was happy that she was finally out of the world, freed from all the entanglements of love and hate, like a bird unbound from her body, rising and falling in the sky without restraint; sad that from now on, she would never hear The fragrance of medicine in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion will no longer see someone knocking on bamboo under the moonlight; and no one will sit leaning against the window in the screen window of Qian, with clustered eyebrows and whispering.

Xichun looked back at the lotus root champagne in the distance, the pavilion hidden in the bushes in the distance, her face was expressionless, but her heart was like an open wound, and the blood began to ooze again. Whether there is a chance to stand here, perhaps, even waiting and watching is an extravagant hope.She respects Daiyu, and her love will never end until death.As for her, it seems that she has never even obtained the qualification to survive until death. "Girl." Someone said behind her, Xichun was startled, loosened her hand, the handkerchief fell to the ground, was blown into the pool by the wind, and fell down quickly.Xichun stared blankly for a while, then turned around and said, "You're here."

The person who came was here for the purpose. Originally, this kind of meeting was not in accordance with etiquette. In the past, he would copy and pick up a embroidered spring sachet and make a fuss. Besides, when she agreed to the marriage, Mrs. Wang was grateful to her. She didn't care about these details if she didn't come to check them out. flattering tongue. Lai Yi'er stood respectfully, Xichun looked at him, and ordered indifferently: "You send me a message to Feng Ziying, saying that I want to see him, and if he is willing to come, you can come back and forth with me. If he doesn't come, you don't have to wait too long." Say what?"

Lai Yi'er glanced at her, lowered her eyelids and said hesitantly: "I'm afraid it's inconvenient." Xi Chun glanced at him and sneered, "With your relationship with him, it's probably convenient to report anything, but you have nothing to gain. The early riser, he divorced me, it’s not as good as before, you’re afraid to touch your nose, but?” Lai Yi'er knew that she was still tormented by the resignation, and felt ashamed, listening to Xi Chun's voice, it seemed that she already knew about his loyalty to Feng Ziying.Lai Yi'er has always been a little vague and Xichun's fine and calm, now several things are mixed together, and she is even more guilty, so she dare not say anything when she is angry.

"I don't care what you have done in the past or what you want to do in the future? That's your ambition, I can't control it. But you have to know that as long as you are my slave, you have to abide by your duties and deal with the master You'd better not do it!" Xichun raised her head, her eyes, which were originally so dark and bottomless, were shining brightly, piercing the intention like needles. "Yes. The slave is convicted." Lai Yi'er broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, and knelt down in panic.Xichun ignored him and turned around by herself.Laiyi knelt there, looking at Xichun's back, he suddenly had a feeling: If a woman like Xichun was not trapped by her life experience, with her talent and shrewdness, how powerful would she be?When facing Jia Zhen, he could only say that he was submissive, but when facing Xi Chun, he was always in awe.

The servants in the outer court saw him kneeling here until Xichun left and did not dare to move, they were almost dead in amazement, and no one dared to make a sound.Lai Yi'er waited until her mind stabilized, stood up, tidied up her appearance, and went out to be his butler again. In this way, when Feng Ziying got a message from Lai Yier and came to see Xichun, Xichun's marriage had already been discussed. Xichun set the meeting place at Xuanzhen Temple, and she told Mrs. Wang that she would go back to the temple to get some things. Mrs. Wang knew that For Baoyu's affairs, she had to rely on Xichun, and for Daiyu's affairs, she was ashamed of her, so she could only vaguely say: "Si girl, you are married. There are a lot of eyes outside, you have to care about your actions." Xichun knew what she cared about, so she smiled and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, Xichun is not a casual person." After saying this, Mrs. Wang couldn't say anything more, and sent her away At the same time, I asked my family to watch carefully, so as not to cause any trouble.

Stepping into Xuanzhen Temple again, Xunyang is still the same, but both of them feel as if they have passed away.It's still the same corridor, the same ray of sunlight, and the angle of the sunlight hitting the corner of the wall has not changed, but the personnel matters are so much different. She saw Feng Ziying coming from the moon cave gate, and suddenly the corridor with dictionaries and railings was like two mirrors contrasting each other, with endless overlapping doors.The ancients said, don't come to sea affairs, talk about the evening clock.Thinking of it at this moment, it's like waking up with a knife.It turns out that true sadness, like true joy, has no sound.No matter how great the grief, the words came to the lips and became a sentence: "How are you doing?

In my memory, Xichun never cried like this in the first half of her life except for keeping Keqing's spirit, and she never cried uncontrollably because of a single word in her life after that. Life and separation have been painful beyond death, and they no longer care about their status, reservedness, and all kinds of things, all of which are left behind.She hugged him, grabbed his shoulders, tears wet his chest. "Why are you so thin!" She cried: "I knew you would come, but why did you come like this? I don't love you like this." "You don't hate me." The man did not flick his tears.He also choked up, looking at her who was hurting tragically.It was only at this moment that the heart-wrenching feelings were revealed. It turned out that the feelings were implanted in the bone marrow unconsciously, and they were inextricably deep.It's just that they are still ruthless and willing to obey the rules of the world.

"I can't choose my parents, so I can't hate you." Xichun gradually stopped her tears and looked at him without complaint.Feng Ziying's eyebrows twitched, and the hidden calm was broken by her sincere words.Xichun's calm made him ashamed.He scolded her with secular standards, but she forgave him with a heart beyond the understanding of the world. "I don't know why I called you here. It doesn't make any sense to call you here now. But I just want to see you." Xichun looked at him, sighed faintly, her voice was as desolate as on the other side. "Why don't I want to see you, but I don't know how to do so. Forgive me for being cowardly." Feng Ziying smiled miserably.Speaking from the bottom of his heart, he seemed to relax a bit, and his pale face flushed a little.Looking up at the sky gradually covered by clouds and mist, he grasped Xichun's hand and walked towards the quiet room. The quiet room was empty, except for a Zen bed with two dishes and a jug of wine on it.Feng Ziying looked at Xichun in amazement, Xichun forced a smile and said: "I don't like to drink, but today I prepared food and wine, maybe we will never have the chance to be together again." She went to the bed and picked up the pot and poured the wine, Turning around and handing it to Feng Ziying, said: "You have come to my place many times, but I have not invited you to a meal." Feng Ziying didn't take the wine glass, her eyebrows were lowered, and it took a long time to say with a dull face: "You are determined to say goodbye to me like this. Our relationship is only worth a meal. Xichun, I doubt whether you have ever been sincere to me." Xichun looked at him, lowered her head, brushed her temples, slowly put down her wine glass, and said after a long time: "How can I be truly moved, I don't know? What do you want me to do? I'll fight the marriage, and then you marry a Would a ruined woman come in and be ridiculed?" Feng Ziying was dumbfounded when asked, what she said was true, and she really thought of him.However, he heard the mystery in his tone, and asked: "Someone forced you? It's your brother." Xichun shouldn't, when she raised her head again, she smiled charmingly. "It doesn't matter what happened. The important thing is that we can't change the ending. General Feng, can someone like me enter your house? Will you marry me, can you marry me?" At this time, the sun was shining on the west mountain, the sun was shining through the windows, and the room was full of brilliance, and Xichun had such an expression of wanting to smile and frown, Feng Ziying's heart was agitated, she was already fascinated by it, and blurted out: "I marry you, you are mine in the first place." wife." Hearing this, Xichun's heart was filled with satisfaction and sharp pain, and her smile was suddenly destroyed.Why didn't you say it before, why wasn't it firm enough?What did he do when he divorced?She closed her eyes, tears rolled down, she said she didn't hate, but she had resentment.For a moment just now, she wanted to give up her original promise not to marry Marquis Wu Qing, but only to marry Feng Ziying.It doesn't matter if you are a wife or a concubine, as long as you don't separate.However, she quickly sobered up - what she wanted to do was to be the person standing next to the woman, she was not allowed to enter the ancestral temple after death, and she had to share him with another woman during her lifetime.Then it's better not to have him, he is so good that he can be an absolute beauty, but she would rather not have it, just remember it. She picked up the wine glass and dripped tears into the wine. This is also a kind of commemoration-when you can no longer have it, all you can do is not to forget it.You can't have a man, so you have to leave at least one tear in his heart. The wine will run dry and people will leave.Drunk and laugh with you thirty thousand times, not complaining about the injury.Just a sober dream.Xichun was overwhelmed with alcohol, and after several drinks, she leaned on Feng Ziying's shoulder and wept uncontrollably. Feng Ziying hugged Xichun, unwilling to let go for a moment.In the face-to-face intimate tenderness, the desire grows gently - he wants to have her, not only the heart but also the body, knowing that it is wrong to think this way at this time, but remembering that Xichun will belong to someone else, he struggles with conflicts in his heart, Unwilling. "Xichun." He whispered in her ear, "I want you." "Huh?" Xichun's face was flushed drunk, but her mind was very clear. Hearing his words, it was like pouring a bucket of ice water over her head.All he wants is his body!For a moment, the past and the past are as clear as a picture, and even his love for her is hard to distinguish between true and false.Forgive her for being so unbelieving and sensitive.Her father must have longed for Keqing's body like this.Xichun suddenly hated her own good looks, never hated her like this before.Feng Ziying forced her to realize that all the misfortunes came from this troublesome skin.To be coveted, to be coveted by the one you love, just for this pleasing look!She hates so much that she wants to destroy herself, but she can't, she still needs to rely on her beauty to trade.Hatred helped her stand up staggeringly, and walked towards the door. "Xichun..." Seeing her reaction, Feng Ziying was so remorseful that he wanted to die. At this moment, he saw his selfishness clearly, knowing that she was heartbroken, but he said such words.Sure enough, when he saw Xichun holding the door, he smiled like the setting sun dripping blood: "All men in the world are the same, and so are you." yes!So does he.Feng Ziying watched Xichun's figure disappear, and slowly knelt down on the ground. He knew she would never forgive him again!