Eastern Palace

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Perhaps, I went to see Xu Baolin today just to find myself a reason to see him. I watched him come on horseback, and I suddenly remembered that on the desert grassland, he rushed towards me, showing such a bright smile.

Has he never laughed like that? After all, it was Gu Xiaowu, not Prince Li Chengyin.

Neiwai came to serve Li Chengyin and dismounted. He threw the whip to the small yellow door and stepped on the steps, as if he hadn't seen me.

I stood up and stopped him, and I said, "Go and take a look at Xu Baolin."

He finally turned his face and looked at me. I said, "She is going to die soon."

He ignored me and went straight to the temple.

I stood there alone, and the wind of the early summer blew my cheeks with a gentle breath, and the spring had already passed.

If it were in the past, I would definitely quarrel with him, forcing him to see Xu Baolin, even if he was tied, I would also tie him.

But now? I knew that if I didn’t love, I didn’t love. Even if I had to swallow my last breath today, he would have forgotten her. Forget the bright-eyed woman with the bright eyes, forget the flesh and blood that they once had, and forget how many nights she had been in and how many lonely times she had expected. Just like he forgot me, forgot I once hated him for loving him, forgot that he once caught me a hundred fireflies, forgot my last leaping, and cut everything between me and him .

Isn't this what I asked for?

The weather was getting hot day by day, and Xu Baolin fell into a lethargy. She became weaker every day, and she finally stopped dripping water. I went to see her every day, and Yong Niang persuaded her that I thought I had just recovered from a serious illness and should not stay longer with the patient for a long time, but I didn’t listen to her at all. I take care of her as if I were dying from the bottom of my heart.

I was standing by Xu Baolin. Those palace people would be more afraid of it, so they would not dare to say anything. It's much better than it was before. But Xu Baolin was already so ill, all the care for her was almost superfluous.

The weather was hot at dusk, and dragonflies were flying around in the courtyard. The banana leaves under the wall were motionless and there was no trace of wind. The sky is faintly purple, but the west sky is thick with dark clouds, maybe it is going to rain.

Xu Baolin's spirit is better today. She opened her eyes and looked at the people around her. I held her hand and asked her, "Do you want to drink water?"

She recognized me and smiled at me.

She did not drink water. After an hour, she fell into a coma again, and her breath gradually weakened.

I called the royal doctor, and after consulting his veins, he said to me: "Baolin Fuze is excellent, and he will be safe and sound."

Although I don’t have much knowledge, I also know that the doctor said that I was not saved.

Yong Niang wanted to persuade me to leave, but I just refused. Yong Niang had to send someone to quietly prepare for the aftermath. The sky became darker and darker. The room was sultry like a steamer. Gong'e walked lightly and lit a veil. The candlelight fainted, squinting at the patient on the bed. Xu Baolin's face was pale, and the corners of her mouth had been twitching slightly, and I leaned over her lips before I heard the two words she said, so light that there was almost no sound. It turned out to be "His Royal Highness".

I felt very sad in my heart. Maybe she just wanted to see Li Chengyin before she died.

But I couldn't persuade him to come here.

This man provokes her, but she is left behind, and she is left alone in the deep palace. But she couldn't forget him.

Even if you are lucky, even if you are negative, even if you just carelessly.

She asked for as little as he could, but as long as he looked back once in a while, he couldn't get it.

I held Xu Baolin's hand and wanted to give her some final warmth, but her hand gradually cooled down.

Yong Niang softly persuaded me to leave because it was necessary to change Xu Baolin's clothes, and there were many things for bereavement. Yong Niang once told me. There are also some high-sounding things, such as writing to the ceremonial department, which may chase her a slightly higher rank, or reward her family as a little official. I watched Gong E covering a side of Jinpao on Xu Baolin's face. She had lost her voice, whether it was sorrow or joy, everything had disappeared, and the short years ended in a sudden.

In the distance, a dull thunder came from the sky, and Yong Niang left to host Xiao Lian. Adu followed me back to the bedroom. As I walked onto the covered bridge, I heard faint music and flew over from the main hall. The sound of the music is very far away, and I suddenly remembered that night on the riverside, I sat there, and the sound of Jie Shuo people floated in the distance. It was a subtle and gentle love song. Sing, and sing all your heart to her.

At that time, I never felt that the singing was so beautiful, and it was like fairy music. The fireflies flying in the grass beside the river are like meteors, and they are like a handful of sand. I even think that those little shiny insects are the angels of the gods. They carry delicate lanterns and flash a little bit in the cool night. The campsite on the other side of the river was also scattered with a little bit of fire, and the laughter and laughter seemed like a heavy sky.

I watched him rise in the air, and I saw him catching several fireflies in one hand. Those elves flashed a subtle light between his fingers. The martial arts of the Central Plains was like a painting, a song. Poetry, freehand brushwork. His every move is like a dance, but there is no such heroic dance in the world. He was spinning in mid-air at an incredible angle, chasing the lingering fireflies. His sleeves breeze...

The fireflies flew up one after the other, and the bright moon spread out, turning into countless fine meteors. For a time, Gu Xiaowu and I were surrounded by these meteors, and their shining light illuminated our faces. Eyes are watching me... The singing is so far apart, just like the sky above the world.

My blood surged up inch by inch, and in the distant ink-like sky, a gleaming electric light flashed suddenly, and the purple arc flashed like a sword, meandering and flickering, marking a fissure in the sky.

I said to Adu: "Go back first."

Adu refused, and followed me two more steps. I untied the golden knife and the scabbard from her waist, and then said to her, "You go to clean up and bring the things that matter, wait When I come back, we will immediately go back to Xiliang."

Adu's eyes were full of doubts, she looked at me puzzled, I urged her repeatedly, she had to turn around and go away.

I am determined to break all things today.

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