Yijuan cloud

Chapter 233 If you don’t see it, you won’t miss it.

"Okay, very good." I looked at her calmly and said, "Your father loves to drink. He drinks half a catty of Jinhua every day. If he doesn't give him a drink, he will scold others. Your mother regards money as her life. She can't He cheated me a lot, and he also likes to eat lamb chops, and he can eat several of them in one sitting."

Wen Jin lowered his head and smiled with a "chi", and a big tear fell on the floor tiles.

When she raised her face again, her eyes were clear and she stared at me and said, "That's how they are, they will never lose themselves."

She paused, pursed her lips, and said sincerely: "Cirrus, it's fortunate that you take care of them. I can't fulfill my filial piety in front of them. My brother and sister-in-law are two lazy people. My father and I My mother can be by your side, and I feel at ease."

I suddenly thought of my mother, who was so steady and upright. She would not be like Wen Jin's mother, whose eyes would light up when she saw the money, and she would devour a mutton chop with her face glowing red after eating.

When she was most relaxed, she was sitting on the soft couch by the window, doing embroidery work with Aunt Jin or Chunmei.

I've never seen her laugh...

On the grassland, I saw a few times from a distance. Wen Jinniang got some treasure from unknown sources, holding hands with her husband and laughing.

In fact, my mother doesn’t allow me to laugh, run, or stare directly at people. If she knew what I look like now, riding a horse, doing archery, and always disguising myself as a man to do business, she wouldn’t know what to do. .

I think if my mother met Wen Jin, she would definitely like her temperament.

But Wen Jin's parents were like that.

I thought for a while and said to Wen Jin: "Don't worry, I will not treat my uncle and aunt badly as long as I am here. It's getting late, my dearest lady, see you later."

Going back along the original road, eunuchs and maids were seen in a hurry along the way, but no noise could be heard.

But when it got quiet, I became a little nervous.

But when I thought about the noise I just heard, I felt that it was almost certain.

So he calmly walked to the place where the armor was hidden.

The corridor was already secluded, and it was at a corner, so it was even more silent at this time.

I knew Fan Libi was gone, but when I walked there and looked at the empty corridor, with only the huge bonsai green plant rustling in the wind, I still felt a little disappointed.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "That Fan Li doesn't have much respect for the current emperor on weekdays, but he is still a loyal and patriotic person at heart. In critical moments, he can run faster than a rabbit! I don't know when he left?"

I quickly put on my armor, put on my helmet, and hurried outside into the yard.

As soon as I ran back to the garden path where I was patrolling, I heard a rush of footsteps, and then I saw a group of Beijing camp officers and soldiers running towards me.

I quickly lowered my head and continued running, and then I heard a Beijing camp soldier shouting at me sternly: "Why are you running around if you don't protect me from the front?"

I responded and ran faster.

As I passed by them, the little leader who had already run over shouted to me again:

"Why are you running around blindly? Follow me quickly!" I had to follow this group of Beijing soldiers and follow them to the front hall where the banquet was held.

Just when I was strongly looking forward to finding Fan Li as soon as possible, the soldiers running in front of me suddenly stopped, and then everyone knelt down and shouted: "Long live the Emperor!"

I was suddenly startled, my mind went blank, but the man had already knelt down.

But after a while, no one came.

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw a row of palace lanterns coming from the depths of the sparsely shaded garden path, the sound of boots clattering, and a large group of eunuchs and maids surrounding a man approaching.

I quickly lowered my head and held my breath.

Soon pairs of lanterns illuminated the bluestone ground in front of them.

While waiting to avoid it, I finally raised my eyes and glanced.

Liang Xianyi was wearing a bright yellow Wanfu Jiulong court robe, embroidered with gold thread, which was particularly eye-catching in the night. His face was fair, but as cold as the moon in the sky.

He walked slowly, his eyes always focused on the front.

There were so many people guarding him, but he looked as if he was the only one in the world, looking down at the world with majesty and dignity.

After just a quick glance, I lowered my eyes. For a moment, I completely forgot where I was. All I could think of was his appearance, his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, his lips, and his handsome and upright figure. The figure is literally carved into my heart.

I was cold and sad, so sad that my heart almost broke.

When I don't see him, I don't often think of him. When I don't see him, I don't feel so sad.

If you don’t see it, you don’t miss it. If you don’t miss it, you don’t love it.

I regretted the glance I just gave him. When I saw him, I couldn't help but want to get closer to him. I couldn't help but feel that he was still the same person before entering the palace.

But the cold ground and the dull and solemn atmosphere reminded me over and over again, how could it still be the same as before?

Starting from the guards falling down layer after layer in the Palace of Supreme Harmony Square, to the Golden Palace being stained with the blood of his brothers...the scenes were so cruel, like nightmares one after another.

The Forbidden City is truly the most ruthless place in the world.

Xu Ruxin died, the entire Xu family was executed, Empress Dowager Xiaode swallowed gold and died, and the young former prince Yuan Shi was imprisoned for life... Even Brother Junlei was given poisoned wine.

Liang Xianyi and I are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and I can never find the old Liang Xianyi again.

The man who sat with me on the grass slope, leisurely looking at the vast expanse of prairie, his eyes like mist in the morning, looking at me constantly; the man who was so proud after playing the machete in the market; The person who held the fireflies in his hand for me to see; the person who walked hand in hand with me in the garden of my house in the snowy sky; the person who solemnly inserted the hairpin into my hair and called me over and over again. The person with my name...I can never find him again.

(End of this chapter)