Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 674: Night Rain Should Sleep, Twenty Years of Sword (Part )
The Zhujing Hall is located at the northeast end of the palace city. It has always been a lonely and deserted place in the entire Daming Palace.

No palace servants approached, and there were no guards there. There was only a tree and a red pond that was equally rarely visited. At night, the entire palace was pitch black, and the few small candles lit inside were far from enough to penetrate the palace walls.

Sometimes one can't help but feel that even if someone died in that lonely temple, it would have happened quietly, with no one noticing or caring.

Just after midnight, very small rain began to fall from the sky, and the raindrops were as thin as needles.

The first rain from winter to spring is often unexperienced, as if it has to squeeze through something before it can fall down, awkward and shy. This situation always lasts for a while. When the clouds become moist and the air becomes slippery, it will start to drizzle.

Almost no one in the palace would notice it late at night, because it was so small that it made no sound when hitting the eaves tiles, leaving only a few dark spots on the surface of Pei Ye's boots sticking out from under the eaves.

It was like this every night. The candle in Li Xianfang's room would be extinguished before the hour of Hai, and then there would be only Qu Xin's candle. Half an hour later, a little before the hour of Zi, Qu Xin would also extinguish his candle, and the Zhujing Hall would sink into quiet darkness.

"In the three months of spring, sleep at night and get up early. The gallbladder meridian is in season at midnight, so you can sleep well." This is what the girl said.

It was quiet at night. Pei Ye looked ahead. Days like this had been going on for a long time. The boy seemed to have gotten used to his tense nerves. He would keep laughing at the dinner table, take a nap in the morning from time to time, and study the method of making cherry yogurt with Li Xianfang. It seemed no different from the past.

The ferocity that was aroused by the touch of the sword seemed to have disappeared. He just continued to carry his sword everywhere, just like before.

The rain wet the boots and the lower end of the scabbard. Pei Ye watched quietly as the dry parts became wetted little by little, without taking back any of them.

In fact, it was no different from the views of the palace servants outside. Zhu Jing was indeed a very simple and deserted palace, with no palace servants or guards.

Only the night fell, the young man sat on the rainy steps leaning on his sword, and the princess slept peacefully in her bedroom.

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Li Xizhou fell into a deep sleep and woke up again in his dream.

Then she realized that today's dream seemed a little different from previous ones.

The dreams of the past were not repetitive, but they made no difference to Li Xizhou - a gentle woman with a crazy and weird little girl, they always played the same boring games, swinging, making garlands, catching fish and shrimps, over and over again without getting bored.

Li Xizhou looked at them through an untouchable membrane. She felt that it had nothing to do with her. In the past few years, she had used a lot of effort to go back to the past, to see her again, to tell her that she had grown up.

But now she has understood that the only thing in the world that cannot be changed is the past. That woman will never see herself grow up. All her tenderness has been sealed by time in that ignorant child. Behind the curtain, she cannot see herself and cannot hear her calls.

So when Li Xizhou discovered that what he saw began to change, he was slightly surprised.

That day, Xixi dressed herself early and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting obediently. Another ten days passed, but this time she didn't seem to wait for the woman's gentle voice, but many tall adults came, their upper bodies were shadowy, and they kept talking about something, and then someone took her hand and left the hall.

Li Xizhou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized what was happening.

Even if it was just a gentle dream, it had a length. It started when she was four years old and lasted for more than two years. When she was six years old, her blood began to awaken, and it ended without a trace.

Xixi followed them away in a daze, just like a six-year-old child, but Li Xizhou knew that she was about to start becoming herself.

Cowardly, attached, ignorant, lonely, everything seemed tall and cold when she looked up, and she knew nothing in her vision... That was her wild era.

The emperor's sons' unicorn blood begins to awaken at the age of six. From then on, extraordinary talents will begin to emerge in them. Among them, those with true blood will be handsome, healthy, and intelligent. They will understand the world at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people, and a clear consciousness will be born in their minds - these are all preparations before becoming the masters of the empire.

Memories before the age of six will become a hazy dream.

When Xixi came back, she was obviously different.

She was still confused and curious, but had become much quieter. She sat in her own palace, looking at everything carefully. After a long time, she lowered her head and felt as if she had forgotten something.

She looked around with her head tilted up, turned over chairs, opened drawers, and made some greeting noises, but there was no response and she could not see anything.

After a while she jumped out of bed, searched for the backyard, found the swing and sat on it. She didn't shake her body anymore, just waited quietly.

But she started waiting in the morning and waited until the sun set, but she never received a greeting with "xixi". In her eyes, this clear and real world no longer had the dream-like things that made her drowsy.

Li Xizhou watched in amazement. Every night in the past few days, she had been bored with the boring dream of an adult taking care of a child. She thought that she had something important to do and hoped that there would be some improvement soon.

But at this moment she suddenly felt a little flustered. She looked at the small figure sitting alone on the swing, the sunset casting both orange and shadow on her... Just like that, it ended so suddenly and abruptly, and they would never see each other again.

In fact, even if she didn't see or hear anything, even if that woman was just playing with that crazy and timid little girl, she would still be willing to watch more from the side...but she felt that time was a little tight...

Li Xizhou stood there in a daze, as if he and the dazed girl on the swing became a mirror of each other.

Yes, when the unicorn blood revived, he could no longer see that woman. After all, she was in a flowing reality, while she was in a solidified dream. They would certainly be separated sooner or later.

I just didn't expect it to be so abrupt and there wasn't even time to say goodbye. It was clear that the wreath was not made before we parted last time. The big and the small had even agreed that the forsythia would surely bloom in ten days and they would use it to make a goose yellow wreath.

The dream has completely dissipated and now it is reality.

So... how can one enter Luoshen Palace? In the end, nothing is left? Not even a hint?

At this time, Li Xizhou was slightly startled, something cool hit her face, she stretched out her hand, and there were very fine raindrops hanging from the sky. The girl on the swing opposite also looked up at the sky and raised her hand.

The first rain of the Renwu year, as thin as spider silk, fell on the earth. When Li Xizhou thought of this year, her mind suddenly trembled, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand forward - in fact, she didn't see anything, but she sensed it.

The invisible and intangible curtain that separated her firmly from the outside seemed to be an extremely thin layer of material that was afraid of water. Where the raindrops passed through, it seemed to curl up and form a messy patch of spots... and then it seemed to begin to melt.

Then it gradually became heavier, and the drizzle seemed to be pouring on her eyes. Everything was hazy and blurred by the water curtain. In this blur, she seemed a little dizzy and saw the shadow again.

"Xixi, why are you so late?" a gentle voice said with a smile.

She can no longer hear, Li Xizhou thought.

She can't see you anymore. The unicorn blood will disturb the cold and quiet mirage blood, and from then on, the door to the mirage realm is completely closed. The two of you are separated by reality and illusion. In the eyes of others, she is no longer crazy and talking nonsense, but in her eyes, it is because she can no longer sense you.

"Last time we agreed to meet in ten days, but how long has it been?" The voice didn't seem to care that there was no response, and continued, "Let me count, one day, two days... ten days... God, it's been seventeen years."

Li Xizhou felt a warm current rushing straight into her brain from her spine. She was dazed and subconsciously grabbed the rope beside her.

She lowered her head and realized that she was sitting on the swing. The overlap of reality and dream made her dizzy for a moment. But the voice continued to ring in her ears and behind her. Li Xizhou heard her soft voice: "Isn't it? I told you, when Xixi grows up, she will learn to swing."

Li Xizhou lowered her head in a daze, the moist breath of the spring night surrounded her. The swing that required a lot of effort to climb up was indeed not high, and on it were no longer two weak and short legs, but two well-proportioned and slender legs that could easily step on the ground.

She realized what was happening.

Twenty-seven years ago, the emperor of this dynasty ascended the throne. He was thirty-two years old that year. Wei Qingju was exactly one year older than him. By the spring night when she died, she was already thirty-seven years old.

That was twenty-three years ago.

Sixty years, the energy of heaven and earth completes a cycle of sixty years; the changes of gods and men complete a transformation of Jiazi.

The sixtieth year has arrived. The first spring rain of this year has blurred the boundary between water and land, as well as the boundary between the spiritual realm and reality. If it were not for this rain, how could she have entered the spiritual realm in the Red Mirror Hall?
It’s not that no one can see that gentle dream anymore. She can always see it. In her body, the cold and quiet mirage blood is circulating.

Li Xizhou was stunned. She pushed her calves back somewhat clumsily, took a few steps, and then bent her legs off the ground. The drizzle and cool breeze of the spring night brushed across her face, lifting her hair high.

She swung higher and higher, sending herself high into the air.

When I was young, I looked up at the high and impenetrable palace walls, which of course could only be climbed by swings.

When you get over the high wall that blocks your view, you can see everything that is magnificent.

There really were no hints, since there were never any tests.

The back wall of the Red Mirror Hall is the courtyard wall of the Luoshen Palace. They are the same color and the same height. Friends and enemies, anyone who approaches it is blocked out without negotiation... The only key is this swing.

Just grow up, that's all.

She didn't have to take even one extra step.

When Li Xizhou stopped and looked back, there was only the sound of the spring rain, and the gentle voice seemed to be blown away by the east wind.

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About five minutes later, the rain began to fall heavily. The air was filled with the smell of earth and the sound of eaves tiles clicking could be heard overhead.

At this time, Pei Ye understood the meaning of Yue Muzhou's writing "the rain starts to get heavy, falling like pine needles". He had never observed the rain so carefully before, and it was indeed true. If the rain was lighter, it would be like hair, and if it was heavier, it would be rolled into beads. Only this kind of rain would be like "pine needles".

Pei Ye watched quietly. A few orioles were startled outside the hall. Some birds had returned early at this time of year, but it was obvious that they were not ready for the rain.

Gradually, sounds of nature arose, raindrops hitting the leaves in the forest, water dripping from the eaves and tiles, water hitting the surface of the pond... gradually they merged into a rustling sound, and the night was no longer as quiet as it used to be, and many tiny sounds were hidden underneath.

Pei Ye wondered inexplicably, maybe it was just like the current Shenjing City.

Since the change of Zhao Yin, the Zhuque sword bet, and Li Du's resignation... many voices in Shenjing City have been suppressed. But they obviously did not disappear, and they did not even lose much strength. Now they are in the dark, coldly watching the eldest daughter who is gradually standing on the stage. As long as there is a chance, they will immediately pounce on her and tear her to pieces.

They knew that she had not yet stood firmly in many places. The first time she stood in a place with strong winds and rough waves, she must be shaky. In the darkness all around her were cruel eyes and fangs, waiting for her to fall.

It hadn't even fallen yet, it just swayed a little bit, and he was already prepared to crouch down and shoot with his teeth showing.

...Are you maggots worthy enough?

Pei Ye thought silently.

The Taiping Cao Gang, Huanlou, the Aristocratic Family, the Daming Palace... each of them is disgusting in their own way. As for these things... why should they make me feel panicked?
Pei Ye recalled how he stabbed Qiu Tianyu's throat, put the sword against Li Zhi's throat, and cut off Li Du's head inch by inch... Compared to the Shenjing when he first came here, he undoubtedly liked the current Shenjing more.

Of course, what panicked him was not his enemies, but his friends and promises.

"You are my only sword."

He had heard this many times, and when she said it again later, he didn't even roll his eyes.

She is really good at saying similar things, such as "I am much more determined to choose Young Master Pei than Young Master Pei is to choose me", which inevitably makes people feel a little nervous.

Later, Pei Ye thought about it from the perspective of the limited contact he had with the opposite sex. Miss Ming would definitely not say such things to him, and neither would Piao Qing. Especially when they were facing danger and were surrounded by powerful enemies, the more they said such things, wouldn't it be that they wanted him to contribute?

But he did agree.

When they first met, she said, "Wuyang is a dead man, Encore and success", and then she stretched out her hand to him, and he took it. From then on, the two of them walked in the Qin Palace with sharp blades; to this day, just before entering the palace, she sat on the steps beside him and chatted about some unknown topic. When it got dark, she yawned and said, "Then I'm going to sleep."

Pei Ye responded: "Okay."

Once you promise something, you must do it.

The rain was steady, and the ground outside the eaves was gradually soaked to a depth of about half an inch. There was some sound of water churning in the red pond outside the hall, as if the fish were breaking the surface of the water to breathe.

Pei Ye smelled a very faint fishy smell.

(End of this chapter)