Chapter 82 Chapter 25 Past Love

I suddenly felt a little suffocated.Did the words come from the always arrogant Rong Hua'er?And say it so sincerely and without regret? Rong Hua'er was afraid that I wouldn't believe it, so she raised her voice again: "Father is here, I won't lie! I will definitely do what I say!" I nodded weakly and said, "Yes, yes, I believe in you, Second Sister." I vowed not to cry anymore, but my nose became sore again.I swallowed the air mass rising up from my chest, and said with difficulty but also firmly: "And, second sister, don't worry, sister, I will not compete with you."

Rong Hua'er raised her tear-stained face and looked at me puzzled. I continued to explain: "Because, I will not rob other people's husbands, especially my sister's husband. As long as you live well, live happily, and treat Jianbi and her children well, then my hard work is not in vain." gone." Rong Hua'er stared at me, I didn't avoid her gaze, I looked at her clearly and quietly, let her look directly into my eyes, my heart, and my feelings.After confirming that I wasn't lying to her, Rong Hua'er took a step back and kowtowed three times at me, I hurriedly pulled her up.

Rong Hua'er said: "These three heads are kowtows for the place where our mother and daughter wronged you before. If Qingyao is rescued, I will not only kowtow you three more heads, but also engrave a longevity tablet for you and burn incense every day!" I was speechless, but the pain in my heart was getting worse. Rong Jincheng sighed: "Hua'er, since they are brothers and sisters, why bother so much? But we need to get along well in the future, and the family is harmonious, that's all. It's not too early, come, take the second lady back to the house to rest."

He personally helped Rong Hua'er out, then came back to look at me, and patted my shoulder lightly. I tried my best to squeeze out a smile on my stiff face, and said to my father, "I've been busy all day today, I'm really tired, I'm going to bed first." Tiredness is true, but sleep does not necessarily mean sleepiness.After sleeping for a long time in the afternoon, how can I still sleep? I only heard the gentle fluttering sound of plum blossoms falling to the ground overnight, interrupted by the sound of clappers. By the time I fell asleep in a daze, it was already dawn.

Dongfang Qingyao didn't want to see her haggard look with deep eye circles and lack of sleep, and forced herself to sleep for a long time, and didn't get up to wash and eat until near noon. When I was about to leave, I saw Rong Hua'er, with a sallow face and without makeup, standing silently at the gate of the garden looking at me. I walked over and asked, "Second Sister, what are you doing standing here?" A smile appeared on Rong Hua'er's face, and she said: "You are going to see my husband, and I will see you off. The closer you are, the closer you are to my husband."

I silently patted her hand, took Baima, and turned to get in the car. The fallen plums in the garden, like light silk, like chaotic butterflies, fly by in the winter breeze, and a few petals are attached to the face, which is cold and feels like tears. After walking for a long time, I finally arrived at the Ministry of Punishment. Dunzhu helped me insert money along the way, and then I was taken to the official on duty in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.The official looked at the token and the handbook for a long time before asking the jailer to take me in.Baima, Dunzhu and others were all stopped outside the prison.

This is the first time I have seen an ancient prison, or the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. It feels similar to what I saw on TV, only more gloomy, and the walls are mottled with no real texture. There are groans everywhere, even howling like dying, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood and rancidity, mixed together to form a thick breath of death, covering the entire dark prison like a thick fog, suffocating People can't breathe. The jailer led me all the way, and stopped in front of the innermost solitary cell, opened the door, and said blankly, "Go in! I will release you in half an hour."

I hurriedly responded, but the jailer pushed the door in and locked it with a bang. This alone cell was darker than the outside. I looked around and found no one. I was independent of the cell. I felt as if I had been imprisoned in this cell. Panic, panic, and death all seized me. My throat, and every part of my skin, had chestnut-like goosebumps in the cold air.I even wondered if I had fallen into a trap and was locked in too. At this time, someone behind whispered softly: "Shu'er, I saw you again. Oh, why do I keep having such dreams? When I wake up from the dream, I can't even see the hem of your clothes."

I held my breath and turned my head slowly. At the corner of the wall behind him, a slightly protruding object lay lifelessly on the dry grass, and the color could not be discerned, it seemed to have been mixed with the lifeless dry grass. "Qingyao?" I called softly, and my voice was as unreal as in a dream. Back then, in that warm bedroom, who whispered in my ear like this: "Shu'er, promise me, we will be together forever, in a place far away from the right and wrong of the court, and live until we grow old and die." We kissed tenderly, and the voice said, "From now on, you will always be with me, happy and happy."

When the candle shadows turned red, the two people leaning side by side by the bed were like two trees that lived forever in the sky, with their heads together, waiting for the sunrise and watching the sunset. I stared at the corner of the wall, my eyes opened wider and wider, my breathing became more and more difficult, and a steel knife seemed to flash in my heart. The thing in the corner finally moved. But it was a huge panting like unbelievable. That is my Qingyao gasp! Numerous times of holding each other in the ear, whispering like a dream countless times, laughing softly and chuckling countless times, drunk in a dream, how many times we met!

I know it, I know it, I know it! "Qingyao! Qingyao! Qingyao!" I yelled out loud, and threw myself on it. "I'm dreaming, aren't I? I'm dreaming, aren't I?" The powerful wrists hugged me tightly, but the tentacles were skinny! "Shu'er, I dreamed of you again, it's so good!" The man said in my ear, and the warm and smelly breath sprayed on my neck. Limp in that embrace, howled like a dumb man, but couldn't make a sound. "Qingyao, it's not a dream, it's not a dream!" I shouted with all my strength, but it was suppressed in my throat. I felt the trembling of my vocal cords, but I couldn't hear my own voice. The deep ups and downs convey my grief. Dongfang Qingyao gave a vague "huh", and rubbed my shoulders vigorously with his thin and pale hands, my back, my bones, and my head were deeply buried in my black hair, breathing greedily. Finally, his body paused, then trembled, and said in a low voice hesitantly: "Isn't it a dream? Shu'er? I'm not dreaming, could it be that I'm already dead? That's fine, I've thought about it for a long time, if I die, Maybe we can be together with you. Shu'er, can we finally be together again?" We'll be together until we grow old and die... The original oath, blowing like the wind, lingering in my heart, have I forgotten?Did I forget? I thought I could forget, but how could I forget! How many times did the pair of people looking side by side in the dark night dream float?In that long lonely night, how many times have you warmed and comforted my shaky heart! I buried my head in Dongfang Qingyao's arms, and finally cried out, "Dongfang Qingyao! I am Shu'er, and I am not dead!" Dongfang Qingyao seemed to be poured over by a basin of clear water, her skin was instantly cold, then she lifted me from her arms and looked at me carefully. I also looked up at him, tears in my eyes, and I couldn't make a sound. Dongfang Qingyao's gloomy eyes gradually brightened, revealing the sparkling luster of autumn water, but it reflected the thin face, as pale as snow, and even the lips could not see a trace of rosiness. His originally tall and straight body was so weak that he couldn't move a single solid muscle, and even the beating of his blood seemed to be much slower.His arms were filled with the smell of corruption and blood, mixed with the sour smell of being unable to take a bath for a long time.He must have been severely tortured, and spent three months in this dark prison. How much pain did he go through? "Aren't you dead? My book?" The voice was so ethereal and weak. I choked up and stroked Dongfang Qingyao's face: "Qingyao, it's my fault, I was rescued, but I, I am no longer that innocent book, so I am discouraged, I don't want to stay in Chang'an anymore So, followed Li Luoluo to Tubo. I didn’t know, I didn’t know you would be so stupid? You never participated in those political affairs before!” "Shu'er!" Dongfang Qingyao caressed my face in a trance like a dream, and caressed my face in an unbelievable gentle way. The pale face revealed the gentle and jade-like tranquility and unspeakable sadness. . Two drops of cold tears dripped from his blurred eyes. I raised my hand to slowly wipe them away, and tried my best to show him the brightest smile, showing my health and beauty. Dongfang Qingyao grabbed my hand from his face and held it gently.His fingertips are already warm, but my hands are unbearably cold. "Is it true? So it is true? Then, you are a fool, you are such a fool, so am I, so am I!" Dongfang Qingyao dragged me into his arms again, hugged me tightly for a moment, and suddenly pulled me I pushed it away and said with a wry smile: "Shu'er, you, stay away from me. I am very dirty." I wiped my tears and said with a smile: "I was a fool back then, and I was even dirtier. Do you despise me?"