Emperor's Love

Chapter 60

"You know?" Hong Zhou was obviously a little surprised.

I nodded, "Its scientific name is 'Limulus' (HOU), also known as 'Mandarin Duck Fish'. Few people will keep this kind of fish. This kind of fish only finds a mate in its life. If its mate dies, It will never marry other horseshoe crabs. If one horseshoe crab is caught, the other will follow closely. It would rather die with it than live by itself, so people call it a couple fish. ...Why is there only one?"

I looked at Hong Zhou suspiciously, and the pain I saw before appeared in his eyes again. This time, I saw it clearly and clearly...

I patted his forehead with my hand, and I pretended to be relaxed and said: "If you don't want to say it, forget it, don't be so distressed, this look...is not like the fifth elder brother I know..." I turned around, put my hands behind my back, and said : "Let's go! Take me to look elsewhere...".

After I finished speaking, I walked straight forward. He was stunned for a while, and then hurriedly followed.I think that the pain may be a scar in his heart that he doesn't want to uncover. No matter what it is, it may be in the past, so there is no need to remind him again...

Afterwards, we wandered around the garden again, chatted with ordinary people for a while, and then he returned to the palace.

After Hongzhou went back, I sat alone in the room, my mind was muddled, what happened seemed like an impossible dream, but all the feelings were so real that I couldn't tell...

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock! Knock!"

"Girl..." It was Uncle Fu, I stood up and opened the door, only to see Uncle Fu holding a wooden tray with a plate of vegetables and a bowl of rice on it, "Girl, it's time to eat..."

I took the tray, thanked him, and he turned and went out, and I noticed that he was walking with a limp on his left foot...

He looks like something is wrong?Hong Zhou said that he is an old friend, but...he looks much older than him...

Alas... I couldn't worry about my own affairs anymore, I was still thinking about things, I smiled at myself, sat down, and ate a little food without taste.

I remembered what Hongzhou told me today, since Yongzheng "would rather be caught by mistake than let go", why did he just let it go when he found out that I had left in Chahar's mansion?Why don't you keep hunting me down?All of this is unreasonable, the purpose of the emperor... seems to just want me to leave... I can't figure it out...

It was getting dark outside, I sighed inwardly, another day passed...

I lit the lamp and walked behind the desk, looking for a book to relieve my boredom. There are quite a lot of books on this shelf, but hasn't anyone lived in this yard for a long time?

Why are there so many books in this room?I flipped through the books on the bookshelf full of strangeness. I sneezed in a burst of dust, and my body shook. I accidentally pushed one of the books on the bookshelf back. I held up the lamp to take a picture of the small dark compartment, and there was a brocade box inside.

I paused, then carefully took out the brocade box and put it on the table. The top of the brocade box was covered with dust. It's a bit thick.

I gently unfastened the buckles on both sides of the brocade box, opened the brocade box, and there was a pair of scrolls lying inside. The bindings of the scrolls are still a little faded, it must be some years.

I hesitated whether I should open this scroll, it is so tightly placed, it must be the owner's favorite, but in the end I couldn't control my curiosity, opened the scroll carefully, and what came into view was a smiling face like a flower The woman, in a green skirt, flutters with the wind, standing by the pool where green lotus leaves are floating, looking back, smiling gracefully, captivating all beings, just like the inscription on the scroll, "The lotus leaf skirt is one color, and the lotus leaves are facing the face." open on both sides".

Looking back and smiling, it must be the person who drew this painting. The charm and posture of the woman in the painting are not bad at all. Presumably the person who wrote the painting is either a relative in the painting or his lover...

I couldn't help thinking, what kind of life should such a woman have?Do you live in two trees with your lover, or are you alone, or are you involuntarily like me? …

Then, I stayed in this house for a few days, Hong Zhou never came again except for that day, Uncle Fu never showed up except to deliver three meals a day, and Hong Li...he never came again. I have never been here before, and every time I think of him, my heart feels like a needle prick, and it hurts slightly...

(End of this chapter)