Year 277 of the Nine States Calendar, March 3rd. Jiang Baiqu was buried for his sister Bai Yiju. At that time, his surname was restored and his posthumous title was Princess Nian 'an of Zhenguo. With the royal gift, the whole country is vegetarian, a day of cold food.
Emperor Chongguang wore a white scarf on his head, and all the officials wore white clothes. Even King Jing, who was only nine years old, was riding a big horse and holding the reins to send his sister to her funeral. He didn't understand, but he was also sad.
On the left and right sides of the white banner he was holding were the words: " Three Realms,"" Guoguo,"" Guihun," and the words " Nian An " written by Emperor Sogou.
The thick burnt ink contrasted with the ancient handwriting of the book, making everything seem so simple. It was just white, without the worldly aura of jewels. It was so like Bai Yi.
Bai Qu put down his brush and looked at his familiar handwriting. For the first time, he felt that every word was filled with sorrow. Although there were not many words, they were sincere.
Ah Yi, my sister, after eight years, has not been estranged from you. I have always thought that my heart is haunted, so I don't have to say much. However, I miss your heart and have never reduced it. In this way, the thought of not seeing you can still be suppressed, but the feeling of remembering you is like the river breaking the dike, surging endlessly. It was difficult to stop the tide of his heart! Heaven is so dark, even if my sister's name is white memory, as a brother, how can I stop thinking about it in vain?
Thinking of this, it is very funny to laugh at you. I laugh at you for being stupid and ignorant. You can't predict the fate of heaven. At this time, when heaven and man are separated forever, I know that the regrets of the past are all brewed by me. For the sake of my face, although I live in the same city with my sister, I have been a stranger for eight years. For my arrogance, and at the moment of life and death, the emperor refused to speak softly. White song how stupid, now only a wisp of fragrant soul, I regret what use?
You have been in the world for eight years, and your immortal appearance has never been covered by dust. The name of hanging pot is widely spread in Jiuzhou, Liaodong in the northern desert, Canglang in the east, and Xishu in the west. Therefore, under the green sky and above the earth, there is the name of Sister Apricot Forest. Who in the world does not look up to it? The Three Realms of Medicine is really a common worship, and the world is a monument.
But you know that you spy on the secrets of heaven and reduce your lifespan, but you don't go back to divination. Why? Is there no silk thread to tie your arms? Remembering the Buddha's benevolent heart, I saw that I must save him. I didn't say much, but I didn't seal my sword. The immortal soul is proud of the world, has long understood the ancient and modern hundred years, benevolence has not disappeared, do not hesitate to sacrifice himself to feed the eagle, may make the dragon leaf pinch flowers, Sakyamuni smile praise.
After eight years of swaying, it was like a dream. The cold hall is empty and silent. Where can the solution be found? After so many years of tribulation, he thought that it was time for him to be released, but he was filled with grief, tearing his heart apart. Does Ah Yi know? Beneath this golden splendor, there is nothing but darkness and emptiness, which is really difficult to count. Yesterday's story also shows my mistakes. Even if I say that I am trapped by the situation, it is really indulging in power and position, alienating and hurting my hands and feet. My brother is entangled in the secular world, but I have no choice but to dig the underworld to apologize for this serious crime. I only cut a foot of black hair to accompany you around and wrap around your finger.
The golden seat is colder, hurting my lungs and vomiting blood. The more I miss my face, the more my eyes are blinded. In September, when Liu Huo left, Meng Qing ignored the past and gave him a panacea to save his soul. Now to me, only to see your soul long and restless, in which bitterness, how can it be relieved? Is it because of my bad karma that you're unlucky?
Alas, I have no more words to say, nor face to meet you. Your voice and smile are always in my heart. The night sky echoes in the vast sky, comparable to the bright moon, shining on the nine provinces and benefiting ninety thousand people. A hundred years later, when my brother dies, I will go to the underworld to apologize for my sins and repay my unfulfilled love.
I summon your immortal soul, oh soul, please come back. White music sacrifice.
I'm ashamed to be your brother, and I'm ashamed to bend my pen.
On this day, Emperor Chongguang Jiang Baiqu wrote a eulogy for his immortal soul and issued an edict to Kyushu to sacrifice his soul.
From that day onwards, Bai Qu returned to the Purple Sun Palace. He still went to see Shui Mei and Yan Jin, but he spoke less, and there was a rumor in the court: "His Majesty has gone since Princess Zhen Guo Nian An. He has become even more decisive…"
He did not know if it was a blessing or a curse.
Shui Mei had been lying alone in the Divine Wind Palace that night, tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep. Her mind was filled with Bai Yi's smiling face when he died, and Bai Qu's expressionless face.
Bai Yi's smile was not scary at all, it was even so warm, but Bai Qu's indifference allowed Shui Mei to see the pain hidden in his heart.
Shui Mei felt that she had been suffering from insomnia for the past few days. It turned out that it was because the person she loved was unhappy. She muttered in private,"Is Bai Qu having trouble sleeping too?”Thinking of this, she couldn't help but stand up. She picked up the white clothes beside her and slowly put them on. Then, she tied a small coat with white fur edges. She tidied up her makeup in front of the mirror and smiled at the sleepy but not haggard face in the mirror."Bai Qu, I'm here to see you."
Then, without alerting anyone, she walked out of the palace alone with a small lamp in her hand. She disappeared into the night and walked towards the Purple Sun Palace.
"Concubine Yan, His Majesty invites you in," said an inner servant outside the Purple Sun Palace.”Yan Jin smiled and said,"Thank you."”After which, he lifted the hem of his robe and slowly walked into the hall. At this moment, Yi Shuimei was not far from here.
Yes, Yan Jin was also here. She and Yi Shuimei had the same thoughts. She was also here to comfort Bai Qu.
Yan Jin entered the palace six years ago. Although she didn't know what happened between Bai Yi and Bai Qu, she discovered the mystery from the wording of the words. In addition, the influence of the palace coup eight years ago was also very wide. As she was in the deep palace, she slowly only knew about eighty to ninety percent of it. The rest, with her deduction, how could it hide from Yan Jin's eyes?
However, Bai Qu did not mention it, and she never did.
Jiang Bai's green robe was curled up and looked very thin. It was as if he was still wearing autumn clothes in the middle of winter.
Yan Jin was shocked when he saw this, but he was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, he bowed and said,"Your Majesty." She had called her Majesty, not Bai Qu. Unexpectedly, Bai Qu turned around and smiled,""Oh, Yan 'er? Why aren't you calling me Bai Qu now?”
Yan Jin was stunned. He did not expect his smile to still be so soul-stirring. Perhaps his love for him was already so deep.
"Yan 'er, are you here about Ah Yi?" Bai Qu asked with a smile.”
Yan Jin was stunned. Her gaze could not escape, but she changed her mind and shook her head."No, I'm here for you, Bai Qu.”
"Oh?" Bai Qu smiled with interest and pulled Yan Jin over to sit with him.
At this time, Shui Mei had already walked to the outside of the Purple Sun Palace. Yi Shuimei was holding her clothes with one hand. The cold wind made her shiver a little. She was still holding the exquisite palace lamp in one hand. That hand was already a little cold and white. When she reached the door, the guard saw it and bowed."Good night Consort Chen."
Yi Shuimei smiled and asked,"Is His Majesty asleep?"”
It was one of the chamberlains who walked out from the door and bowed. Reporting to the Empress, His Majesty is still not asleep…" His voice hesitated for a moment and paused. Yi Shuimei noticed the stagnation of this word and asked,""Oh, what's wrong? Why don't you speak frankly?"
The man bowed again and said," Yes, I was going to sleep, but Concubine Yan came to visit His Majesty just now and was invited in by His Majesty…" His voice was hesitant, as if he could not continue. It was Yi Shuimei who broke the deadlock."Oh, is Yan 'er still inside?”Her voice was natural and graceful. The person nodded, but no one knew what he was saying.
Yi Shuimei smiled and said,"It's fine. I'll go over myself. Don't report it."”
The guards and the chamberlain looked at each other, but they did not dare to say anything. They replied in unison,"Yes."
At this moment, Yi Shui 'er's thoughts were in turmoil, intertwining with several feelings. Her steps naturally became light and silent, but with every step she took, she could not help but slow down by half a beat, getting slower and slower. When she walked to the door and faced the light, she saw Yan Jin's face. There was a little hesitation, but it added to her beauty.
Separated by a huge pillar, it blocked the line of sight of Bai Qu. Yan Jin looked at Bai Qu and did not notice that Shui Mei was already outside the hall. They were about fifty steps apart, neither close nor far.
Yi Shuimei couldn't hear what they were talking about, but she said in her heart,""I'm not a gentleman." She looked at Yan Jin, and that feeling rose again. That woman was actually the same as her. She loved him so much. Wasn't this good?
This was good. He could get more love. However, when he thought of this, his heart ached.
However, didn't she want him to treat her the same way he did in the past? Was this hypocrisy? No, this was true because he could not let go of this woman called Yan Jin, this sister.
Yan Jin's words back then were the spirit medicine that saved Shui Mei and brought her out of hardship and danger. How could he be jealous of this woman? What was there to be jealous of?
Shui Mei smiled, suddenly smiled. In that instant, she understood that Yan Jin had come for the same purpose as her, to comfort Bai Qu. That's right, she found it difficult to fall asleep. Could it be that Yan 'er couldn't toss and turn?
Shui Mei smiled and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. She sighed and said,"Since Yan 'er is here, why should I bother them?”She smiled and slowly walked out.
"Bai Qu, didn't the princess already expect this?”
“……”
"If that's not the case, why would Princess leave behind this letter to increase His Majesty's regret?”
"Maybe." Bai Qu became a little less talkative. When Bai Yi was mentioned, he found it hard to speak. They were all apologetic.
Yan Jin smiled. His smile was very shallow." Bai Qu, you don't have to blame yourself. Because, on the night you brought Shui Mei to look for her, wasn't she waiting for you? The princess knows everything. Hanging the teapot was her own choice. Bai Qu, you would also write something like," Beneath this golden splendor, there is darkness and nothingness, it is truly incalculable." Then with the princess's intelligence, could it be that she did not know?”
Yes, Yan Jin was right. He was right again.
Bai Qu looked at Yan Jin's eyes. The redness that reflected the fire was like blood vessels, but also like hope. He smiled faintly and used a similar smile to respond to Yan Jin's thoughts.
" That is the path that the princess has chosen. Why does Your Majesty…"
"Why should I go against her heart?" Bai Qu smiled. This smile was a little bleak, but it hit the nail on the head. Yan Jin paused for a moment and did not speak again. He only closed his eyes and nodded.
That night, Shui Mei slept very soundly because she knew that with Yan Jin comforting Bai Qu, she did not have to worry. He slept until dawn.
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