Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 182

Tang Tianxiao lowered his eyes, "Oh, do you think I used this palace to trap you? Then why don't you go with Nan Yayi?"

"It is not the palace that encloses me."

"what is that?"

"here."

Her fingers pointed to his chest, near the heart.

The place she pointed at stopped for a moment inexplicably.

After a long time, Tang Tianxiao sighed: "Every time something goes wrong, you come here to coax me with these nice things. Instead of doing this, why can't you be more peaceful and cause me less trouble? I will always do what I promised you, You shouldn't care about other people's affairs."

He paused, and smiled wryly to himself: "But shouldn't I congratulate you? You are finally willing to say something nice to coax me, and you didn't forget about me and copy some scriptures or practices."

"Copying the scriptures and cultivating, what's wrong with it?"

But Qianmei watched the boat lady drive the boat to the shore, and she disappeared, she said softly, "I would rather you let me copy scriptures and practice quietly all the time."

"You are dreaming!"

Tang Tianxiao said angrily, "I just said that you are knowledgeable, and then you are talking nonsense in a blink of an eye. If I die, you can copy the scriptures and practice for me to accumulate virtue and pray for blessings!"

But Qianmei grabbed the oar casually, as if she was paddling carelessly, but she drove the small boat farther and farther, and slid into the depths of the residual lotus.

She tilted her head and said casually: "When you die, I must already be dead. How can I copy the scriptures and pray for you? Hey... I don't know, should I live ignorantly like a fool, or pretend to be ignorant and spend all my life All the happiness is exhausted in advance within a few days."

Tang Tianxiao finally realized something was wrong, and frowned, "What did you say?"

But she smiled shallowly, sighed wearily, raised her head suddenly, kissed him on the lips, and said, "Tang Tianxiao, we will be together forever, okay?"

Her lips were as thin and cool as the moonlight on this autumn night, a desolate and despondent coldness without a trace of vitality, with the moisture he was familiar with, sticking to his lips.

The misty wind swept by, swept away the moisture, and also the temperature on his lips.

He stroked her desperate but smiling face, and asked carefully: "Qianmei, what happened?"

The boat was still floating among the remnants of the lotus with the night wind, but the paddle in Qianmei's hand didn't move any more, and it leaned feebly in the water.

She raised her face, her clear face and slender neck seemed transparent in the interplay of water color and moonlight.

Even her whole body seemed transparent, like a glazed doll wrapped in gorgeous clothes, fragile, helpless, and shattered at the first blow.

Her long eyelashes fluttered and her eyes were dark, but she raised her lips and smiled softly.

"Tang Tianxiao, we will always be together, let's die together..."

Her oars slammed against the strings, and Pan instantly tipped over.

Tang Tianxiao hadn't had time to exclaim in surprise, but Qian Mei had already fallen into the water, and at the same time borrowed the force of her fall to pull the side of the boat violently.

The small boat capsized immediately, together with Tang Tianxiao who was extremely afraid of water on the small boat.

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His whole body was icy cold, all sides were black, and his body fell straight down uncontrollably.

Tang Tianxiao seemed to have suddenly fallen into a nightmare that he could not forget for many years. With how much he struggled and screamed, he could never wake up again.

Is it Tang Tianzhong?
The man he once regarded as his own big brother who he relied on and believed in?

In the deep winter of that year, 14-year-old Tang Tianzhong discovered that his mother's death was related to Tang Tianxiao's mother and son. He pushed the then ten-year-old little emperor into the icy river with his own hands, and returned his resolute and cold back to his plea for help.

His hand was once so warm, but in the end it gave Tang Tianxiao the coldest cold in the world.

That kind of cold, cold into the bone marrow; that kind of pain, pain into the bone marrow.

How many winter nights passed, he couldn't get rid of the cold and pain of being pushed into hell by his most trusted relatives.

Unfortunately, his deepest feelings turned into desolation like a snowy field.

From then on, he feared water like a tiger.

No matter how beautiful the streams, springs, rivers, ponds, and lakes are, he keeps them at a respectful distance, and never takes a boat again.

Until... I met Ke Qianmei.

Shallow...

He wanted to call her, but when he opened his mouth, he choked on the water in his mouth.

But he reached out and swam towards the shimmering water.

Few people know that he fears water like a tiger, and even fewer people know that in order not to be drowned again, he forced himself to learn to swim in the hot spring of the palace.

Although not clever, but enough to save themselves.

When he was about to touch the water, he stretched out his arms and hugged him.

He reached out and touched the slender arm.

So thin, it seems that if it is slightly folded, it will be broken in two like firewood.

She is from Beihe, she should not know how to water, she just...want to die with him? !
But he didn't want to die, nor did he want her to die, no matter what the reason was.

He hugged her waist, held her tightly to his chest, and stroked her with his other hand.

He finally poked his head out, looked at the stars dangling in the sky and the crescent moon that suddenly turned into several overlapping rounds, and took a deep breath.

The small head next to it also poked out, the beautiful facial features were as pale as paper, and the loose long hair floated underwater like seaweed.But her eyes are black, so black that they seem to have no luster, even the stars and the moon can't shine a little bit.

"Shallow... um..."

He didn't have time to ask her why she did this, he just wanted to tell her that he would take her away, out of the danger of the chaos she had created.

But she suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed his arm tightly, pulled him out of the water, and cut off her name he was calling out in panic with the cold water.

Beside the shadows are the withered but still flexible lotus stalks, which restrain the movements of the hands and feet everywhere.

But what binds his hands and feet even more is the body that can be entwined like vines.

How many times have he been entwined like a vine, he thought it was happiness; but at this moment, it was just death.

He struggled as hard as he could, but felt that she was much more dexterous than himself.

She rushed forward time and time again to hug his hands and feet, restricting his movements, and her behavior was not messy.

——She can clearly swim!She clearly just wanted him to die!

Can be shallow...

He was perplexed, he didn't understand, but he couldn't think more.

He couldn't hold his breath any longer, and took another sip of water, dizzy for a while.

He seemed to hear the insane laughter of the god of death, and the great panic of being on the verge of death struck again after a long absence for so many years.

No longer daring to show mercy to the woman who hurt him, he raised his leg and kicked that slender and soft body fiercely.

But Qianmei's hand loosened.

Her body dangled in the water, and she backed away soundlessly.The black hair gliding among the lotus stems covered half of her body, but let him see that desperate face for a moment, snow-white and snow-white.

Her eyes were immersed in the cold pool water, they were still black, pitch black, unable to see any light.

But for some reason, at that moment, he felt that she was crying.

It seemed that it was not the pool water that drowned her boundlessly, but the tears of despair.

She was kicked far away by him, and then disappeared into the tears of despair, into the boundless darkness...

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But he finally came out of the water, breathed heavily, and called for help.

The palace guards guarding the Red Leaf Pavilion were faster than he expected, and several attendants who knew how to swim had already rowed over quickly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

He rowed a few more times, and when he felt powerless, he was already pulled into the boat by his attendants, and quickly rowed to the shore.

The palace people were already in a mess, they hurriedly took the felt blanket and came over to wait. Once the boat landed on the shore, they hurriedly lifted him up and covered him with a thick felt blanket.

Tang Tianxiao's hands and feet were soft, looking at the swaying water, he closed his eyes and retched twice before he could catch his breath and look at the residual lotus in the distance.

There was another boat there, turning over the one they had been in, and pulling it toward the shore.

The boat was empty, and the boat that went later had only two servants.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he shouted hoarsely, "Where's Qianmei? But where's Concubine Shu?"

The attendant who escorted him ashore hurriedly said: "When we passed by, we didn't see Concubine Shu..."

"Yes, and... I didn't see anyone struggling or calling for help..."

They went so fast that even those who could not swim would struggle on the surface for a while.But that piece of water is extremely quiet, and under the patch of lotus, even if there are blisters, they cannot be seen.

Tang Tianxiao was drenched all over, his body seemed to be frozen from the cold, but he was shivering violently.

He lost his voice: "Quick... Hurry up and save people! My Qianmei... Qianmei her..."

His shallow charm must still be in the pool.

She chose such an area to attack, because it is far away from the shore on all sides, even if someone rushes to rescue it, it will be difficult to rescue it because of the countless stalks of the dead lotus.But she miscalculated.She didn't expect Tang Tianxiao to be able to swim even though he was afraid of water and seasick.

She said they would be together forever, together...to die!

He didn't know why, but he could understand that she wanted him to die, but she didn't want to live either.

She couldn't have dived from the water to the far shore without taking a breath, so she must still be underwater.

Silently staying in the dark water, waiting silently...death?
Tang Tianxiao's heart ached suddenly.

He staggered forward a few steps, and his wet boots once again stepped into the pool water that he dreaded most.

Jin Qi waited hurriedly to stop him and said, "Your Majesty, it's cold in the sky, please... take care of the dragon's body!"

Tang Tianxiao raised his eyes, and the water in the shallow pool was so quiet.

He clearly remembered the black hair swaying like seaweed, and the black eyes on the pale face, so desperate, so lifeless...

It seems that all thoughts are lost, only waiting for that moment to come, that moment of relief...

He bent down in pain, and tears fell into the water.

Why?Why?
There is obviously no barrier between them, they can be together for a long time, until they give birth to a bunch of children, until their temples are covered with frost, they can still point out the country and look at the world with a smile...

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The attendants had already jumped on the boat that had just landed, and rowed to the lotus pond again; even the last leaf of the boat that was paddling back turned around and searched there again after hearing the message.

But after coming and going, it has been such a long time, even if you find it immediately, suffocation underwater is enough to be fatal.

Tang Tianxiao couldn't breathe, dizzy for a while, and his body was shaking.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the palace servants hurriedly dragged him ashore from the water's edge, and persuaded him: "The emperor's body is important. Let them continue to search here, the emperor can't stand so wet in the cold air." , the queen mother heard that I don’t know how to feel distressed! How about...the emperor returns to the palace first and changes his clothes before coming here!"

Tang Tianxiao shook his head, and sat stiffly by the pavilion, tightly clasping the felt blanket wrapped around his body, staring fixedly at the sparkling waves under the moonlight.

Is it too late?
Is everything too late?
Was the beautiful legend of the emperor and empress that he wanted to write for a lifetime together, his shallow beauty, their peaks and lakes, all submerged by this icy lake?

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