Chapter 8 Princess dream

One layer of autumn rain and one layer of coolness.Winter has come early this year. There is no wind.Both the leaves and the air were eerily still. But last night there was obviously heavy rain, and there were more leaves on the ground than on the trees. Inside, it was still warm as spring. Roses bloom on the coffee table.Xue Bingchan and Zhong Lai sat opposite each other, between them, there was not only coffee and roses, but also a beautiful diamond ring. "Bingchan, please allow me to wear it for you, can you?" Zhong Lai has always been polite, and a marriage proposal is like a negotiation.

However, Bingchan turned the diamond ring hesitantly, her face unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow. A marriage proposal is the most solemn compliment and the deepest sincerity a man gives to a woman. Men and women are two semicircles, but the ring encircles them together to form a complete ring. Young and promising, with both "money" and good looks, and no bad habits, it is said that such an object is already unique, and there is nothing to be picky about. But Bing Chan always felt that there was something missing between her and Zhong Lai.Even if they circle together, there must be a gap in that circle somewhere.what is it?She couldn't tell.

She raised her head and looked into Zhong Lai's eyes sincerely. There is admiration and sincerity in Zhong Lai's eyes, but when he meets his eyes, he still feels distant and separated. She had met a pair of more sincere and burning eyes than this one. Not only sincere, not only hot, but also painful. If you really love someone, you will feel pain for her, the kind of pain that is like burning, splitting, and suffocating. Those eyes belonged to Su Mu. That reckless and miserable young man once told her a story about Mengpo Tang, about Wangqingsan, and about a drop of tear.He said her tears were his heart, what an absurd theory, but she said to herself, in her heart, she actually believed it.

She expected him to tell her more. Tell her the ending of that story, and what kind of beginning should he and she have in this life? Although he has never confessed his love to her, his eyes tell her that he loves her a thousand times deeper and hotter than Zhong Lai, ten thousand times. Bingchan has never been in love before, so she doesn't know whether love tastes bitter or sweet, but Su Mu's eyes let her know that it is true love. She turned the ring and asked herself silently: Is there any reason why she can marry someone who is not the person she loves the most in the world?

"Zhong Lai, thank you for giving me this honor," Bingchan finally pushed back the ring and said with difficulty, "But I want to ask you to give me a little more tolerance..." "You need time to think about it, don't you?" Zhong Lai asked understandingly, "A week, a month, or a year? As long as you tell me, I will wait." He is really an understanding gentleman. Bingchan became more grateful and more sorry, "Zhong Lai..." "You are willing to think about it, I am already very happy," Zhong Lai interrupted her, and said more gently, "The ring is here with you, if you think it through, please wear it, then I will be the happiest person in the world. "

In other words, if the answer is opposite, as long as Bing Chan asks the postman to return it, Zhong Lai will understand her meaning and stop pestering her because she doesn't know how to say no.He was so thoughtful and so gentlemanly. But Bingchan felt embarrassed instead. She even hoped that Zhong Lai would be more angry and impatient.That way, maybe she would be more moved by his bloodiness instead of blindly grateful for his tolerance. "Do you like egg tarts?" She suddenly asked, "Have you ever eaten egg tarts from Yatai?" "Maybe I have, but I can't remember. Do you like egg tarts?" Zhong Lai asked back without knowing why.

Bingchan was slightly disappointed, and said in a concealed way: "It's nothing, I just remembered it suddenly." Last month, she came to Yatai for a midnight snack one day, and found that the fresh egg tarts there were delicious, so she asked if she could order takeaway.It was a pity when I learned that such small snacks with small profits cannot be delivered.However, from the next day, she could find two egg tarts and a cup of fresh milk on her desk every day when she went to work, and asked the secretary, saying that it was delivered by the little boy who delivered the food.But she called Yatai to ask about it, and the answer was still no food delivery.Then it can only be sent by someone with a heart.But the little boy refused to tell who entrusted him, and said confidently: "We hooked our fingers, and whoever doesn't keep the secret will be a little turtle." Bingchan smiled, unwilling to make things difficult for this cute Little children, and would rather keep themselves in the dark, to this day.

Secretary Jiajia once guessed that Zhong Lai sent it, but after Bingchan thought about it, she didn't think that Zhong Lai was such a delicate person, but in private, she also hoped that this guess would come true. In fact, not only the mysterious egg tower, but also a lot of weird things happened recently, which made Bingchan feel both novelty and surprise.For example, one night when she came home, she found that the garage door was stuck and she couldn't get it open anyway, so she had to park the car outside and wait for someone to fix it when she had time the next day.But when she went downstairs to pick up the car the next morning, she found that the garage door was open, as if she was waiting for her to park and enter the garage with open arms...

In this eloquent era, people who talk more and do less are seen a lot, but a caring person like this who does everything possible to please her but only acts but does not talk is simply a masterpiece.Who could he be?bell?He has to take care of tens of millions of businesses every day, maybe he doesn't have the patience to do such trivial things? Bingchan raised her head, turned to Zhong Lai, and said to herself: "There is something I have never thought about. When I figure out the answer, I will know what to do. Believe me, I won't keep you waiting for a long time." , okay?"

"I will wait any longer," Zhong Lai said without hesitation, and then, after a slight pause, "Bingchan, don't take me as your burden." "Tired? How come?" Zhong Lai looked at her deeply, his eyes full of understanding and tolerance: "I know that there is a knot in your heart, and I really want to help you untie it; but if you can't, I don't want to make that knot deeper because of me. .” Bingchan was suddenly deeply moved and almost blurted out, agreeing to Zhong Lai's marriage proposal at this moment.However, when the words came to her mouth, she still had no choice but to say again: "Thank you, Zhong Lai."

Suzhou, Lost Garden. "Mingyue Tower sits and leans alone. The wine enters the heart of sorrow and turns into tears of lovesickness..." After Xue Bingchan sang a song, Jin Zhong applauded loudly: "Good lyrics, good song, good song, good dance, what a Xue Bingchan! This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can we hear it in the world?" He stood up and bowed to Su Muzhe, "Brother Su, although you are the best in the gambling world, I admire you, but I don't envy you; but Brother Su's beauty is what makes my younger brother envious, and I am willing to bow down." "It's nothing to worry about." Su Muzhe smiled lightly, "So you set up this bet just for this little girl, why didn't you say it earlier, so why not give it to you?" "Brother Su's words are serious?" Jin Zhong was overjoyed, "I lost to Brother Su, so I was not qualified to make any more demands, but this Xue Bingchan girl looks like a fairy, she can sing and dance well, after my younger brother got her, You must not treat each other like a concubine..." Before she could finish speaking, Xue Bingchan suddenly fell to her knees and said proudly: "My lord, if you give me away, I will die!" "Why is that?" Su Muzhe frowned, slightly surprised, "Mr. Jin sees you as your blessing, why bother to seek death?" "Young Master..." Xue Bingchan shed tears, she knew that this was a person who didn't know how to be loyal and sacrifice, but she loved him and had no choice. "Young master, I remember that in Baling Meilin, you promised with your own mouth that I drank your horses to the brim. You want to repay me and give me the freedom to choose. Do you still remember? Then, please don't give me away casually." , I only want to follow you. If you don’t allow me to follow, I will die.” "But..." Su Mu was puzzled. But Jin Zhong, who pretends to be a romantic, has already understood it, and sighed: "What a loving and righteous woman! Brother Su, my younger brother admires you even more now, and I don't dare to have any extravagant hopes. This Xue Bingchan girl is Brother Su is not blessed, please treat her kindly." He turned and left, still chanting to himself, "Mingyue Tower is a tall place to rest and lean on alone. The wine turns into tears of lovesickness when it enters the heart of sorrow. Good sentence, good sentence..." With the ring and hesitation about the ring, Bingchan drove back to the company slowly all the way, and when passing the corner of the square, she saw Zhuyeqing dancing in the square again. The fallen leaves on the square have been cleaned up, and the ground is pale and cold.Zhuyeqing was dancing on the cold stone bricks, barefoot, dancing crazily and convulsively.The green tight-fitting shirt and the long green silk skirt looked like a full-bodied python digesting. The ancient xun music is sent out from the tape recorder, like calling for souls.Behind her, there is a ostentatious sign with a colorful ribbon: Test characters, interpret dreams and criticize horoscopes. There is a wind blowing, sending a burst of strange fragrance.Bingchan raised her head, facing the direction of the music and the wind, thinking in a trance, or can she ask the dream interpreter for help to open her knot? Seeing Xue Bingchan appearing at the intersection, Zhuyeqing immediately stopped dancing, holding the snake basket and looking at Bingchan with satisfaction, almost shouting "Long live". She waited too long.Been waiting for hundreds of years. However, based on the mission of the family and her own humbleness, she asked her, failed her, and was even more ashamed of her. Therefore, she can only wait for Bingchan to find her, but she cannot take the initiative to find her. It's as if the courtiers can only wait for the emperor's edict forever. Sometimes this beautiful snake girl can't help but ask herself: Since she has cultivated into a woman, why not cultivate into a woman like Xue Bingchan?How different are women from woman to woman!Compared with Xue Bingchan's noble and unattainable, what is the reason for his thousand-year cultivation? Xue Bingchan had already approached, and smiled: "Can I do a fortune telling?" "Miss, please." Zhuyeqing was unexpectedly dignified, with a respectful attitude like a servant to his master, "Miss, do you want to test words or interpret dreams?" "Dream interpretation," Xue Bingchan pondered, "During these days, I have dreamed about the ring several times. I don't know what it means?" "Is it a gold ring or a diamond ring?" "Neither, it's a gold ring inlaid with emeralds." "Emerald?" Zhuyeqing nodded, "Emerald is also called 'hard jade'. Miss, have you had any adventures recently?" "Someone proposed to me," Bingchan blushed slightly, "I don't know if the ring in the dream is related to this?" "It doesn't matter," Zhuyeqing said decisively, "If it's a diamond ring or a gold ring, then maybe it's related to engagement. But what you dreamed about was a gold ring inlaid with jade, but it's not a wedding ring. You proposed marriage, which means that you are also very concerned about this marriage and have expectations, but you are not sure. The ring is a ring, which means "destiny". In other words, your marriage is not without the possibility of success But whether this fate is the other is debatable, this is like playing Go, once in a lifetime, there will be a encounter..." Bingchan smiled, feeling unbearable, but any fortune teller must speak both ways and ambiguously, where is there any right and wrong?I actually wanted to ask her for an idea, but I didn't ask Yu Blind.She took out a bill, said thank you, and was about to walk away. But Zhuyeqing refused to accept the money: "I haven't finished yet. The young lady dreamed of a ring inlaid with gold and jade, which means that you are a person with a golden life, and the golden branches and jade leaves are extraordinary." Bingchan became more and more disbelieving, thinking that with her attire, of course it would not be difficult to guess her identity, and Zhuyeqing was just judging by appearance, so she turned around and left without further words. But Zhuyeqing grabbed her hand suddenly: "Say one more thing!" She stared into her eyes and said word by word, "You are a princess!" "Princess?" "Princess, the princess of golden branches and jade leaves." Zhuyeqing couldn't keep Xue Bingchan, so she had to repeat the old trick, taking out a small agate bottle and putting it in her hand, "Have you been restless lately? It's okay, before going to bed Put a few drops of this ambergris in an incense burner and you'll have a good dream." Xue Bingchan took it, and smelled a quiet fragrance through the bottle. Seeing that the bottle was also exquisite and cute, she took out another banknote and said with a smile: "Then I will accept it, thank you you." The blood flowed out gurglingly, and flowed out continuously. How much blood is there in a person's body, and how long can it flow continuously? Life is made up of blood drop by drop. How much blood must be lost before a person's life comes to an end? And another life, how much other people's blood does it have to rely on to complete its own rebirth? Zhuyeqing dances in the blood of others. Dancing is more like struggling.I couldn't tell the difference between her and Zhao Jieyu, the mother who was bleeding on the bed, who was in more pain than the other.Tenderness and pain, childbirth and rebirth, Zhuyeqing's fate is linked with Zhao Jieyu at this moment. ——Zhao Jieyu, elegant and dignified, with a restrained personality, good at poetry, singing and dancing, is the most favored among all the princes and concubines.The country was about to perish, and the crown prince killed all the concubines, but Zhao Jieyu, who was about to give birth, was left alone, and fled with his cronies in disguise, and said to her: "If anything happens to me, the future restoration of the country will depend on the great cause of the country. This fetus in your womb has come to inherit the father's life." Jieyu understood that this was the only reason she was able to steal her life.Because the prince has no heirs, he wants to use her to inherit the heir.She prayed to the moon every night: let me give birth to a boy, he will be the smartest and bravest boy in the world, although before he was born, he was destined to accept the most difficult test, but this is the blood of the prince, is Destiny belongs, the responsibility is duty-bound. When they reached Baling, Jieyu's fetus moved.By mistake, the guards invite Zhu Yeqing, a snake man pretending to be a steady woman, to help deliver the baby. Zhuyeqing is now at an extraordinary stage of cultivation and needs the blood of a human mother to cleanse herself. The process from snake to human is similar to the birth of a newborn. She must use human blood to wash away her snake smell and make herself A little more "human taste". However, there are so many people in the world, there are very few people who can really be called "persons", and there is no guarantee that a "person" will give birth to another real "person".Mother's blood is the most sacred in the world, but it is also the most filthy. It all depends on whether the person born after the baptism of blood is a human or a beast. Zhuyeqing holds an ugly mirror with convex and concave every day, looking at this and that, but what she sees are all beasts in clothes that are worse than herself.Suddenly on this day, a man who looked like a guard came to ask him to deliver a woman. Zhu Yeqing secretly took out the mirror and looked at it. She was pleasantly surprised to find that the woman was not only a real person, but also a noble person with a phoenix crown and a beautiful coat.Looking at her husband again, it's even more incredible, with dragon eyes and phoenix eyes, not angry but majestic, he is the face of the emperor.Such a couple will give birth to the noblest and cleanest real person in the world. Such an opportunity is simply hard to come by.Zhuyeqing is overjoyed, this is a great opportunity for her to enter the realm of cultivation, how can she let it go? However, Jieyu worked all the way, and her body suffered a lot. She struggled and cried for a day and a night, but she was still unable to give birth.It wasn't until dawn of the next day, the festival of yin and yang, that they tried their best to give birth to a little baby, but it was a girl. Jieyu's heart was exhausted, but her thoughts were clear, knowing that the girl would have no way out, she pleaded to Zhuyeqing on the pillow: "I saw you practicing kung fu when I was in a coma, and I knew you were not a human being, so you must have a purpose to help me deliver the baby. I beg you, no matter what your reason for coming, I can agree. But this girl will be killed if she stays, I ask you to take her away and save her life." Even if he is as cold-blooded as green bamboo leaves, he cannot help but be moved by it.This is the last will of a human mother, and she is obliged: "Jieyu don't worry. Since you helped me complete my cultivation, I have received such a kindness from you, so I have to repay it. I assure you, I will keep this girl happy for the rest of her life." I will grow old safely." After saying that, she carried the girl out of the window and disappeared at the intersection of night and day. That girl was later Xue Bingchan. Xue Bingchan woke up sadly from the dream, tears wet the side of the pillow. Princess.i am a princess. She sat up and looked at the incense flames dancing lightly in the dark. There was no wind in the room, but the window screens and wind chimes trembled slightly. The small flame in the incense lamp was like a snake's letter, swaying in a trance , bringing back memories of ancient times bit by bit. Difficult childbirth Zhao Jieyu, dancing Zhuyeqing, blood, tears, death and birth, desolate and tragic. Once, I was a princess.Bingchan said to herself, maybe, people really have a past life and this life, and in the past life, I was a princess. Which girl would not want to believe that she was a princess in her previous life? Zhuyeqing really chose the easiest way to convince Bingchan to believe in adventures, and hoped to investigate more tragic truths. She remembered Zhuyeqing's strange convulsive dance that she saw in the square. It turned out that the meaning of that dance symbolized a woman's painful pregnancy. What pain is more tragic than a woman's childbirth? Xue Bingchan shed tears quietly in the darkness.She is the daughter of a Jieyu, and that Jieyu did her best for the birth of her daughter. When she was dying, she did not forget to weep her blood to Zhuyeqing.The beginning of oneself is the end of the mother. From the beginning, this story is full of disaster, soaked in blood and death. and after? Like all girls who like to listen to stories, Xue Bingchan really wants to know, what was my fate in the past life?Is it like what Su Mu said, I became his maid and drank Mengpo soup for him.However, I am obviously a princess, so how could I become a maidservant? Maybe Su Mu would know? Su Mu's handsome face floated up from the darkness, and Bingchan suddenly realized that she missed him a little bit. She believed more and more that the young men and women strolling by the lake in "blue sky and yellow leaves" were herself and Su Mu.