Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 519 Waiting Until You Turn Back
Time passed by like running water, and another year passed in a blink of an eye.Facing the heavy snow, he came to a small hill and looked at the tomb standing alone on the snow. He walked over slowly, brushing off the snow with his hands bit by bit, revealing the writing marks on the tombstone.

It took a long time before he heard his slight sigh disappear in the wind.

"Qiutan, she gave birth to another pair of dragon and phoenix twins." There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the distant mountains covered in snow and mist, his glazed eyes were also covered with white mist.

"I've seen those two children, and the younger daughter looks the most like her, especially the eyes." He turned his head and stroked the word 'Autumn' on the tombstone with his finger.

"She is living a very happy life now. My cousin treats her very well. He abandoned the Sangong Sixth Courtyard for her and spoiled only one person." He smiled again, in the cold snow, that smile was desolate and lonely.

"You're also happy for her, right?" He suddenly sat on the ground, slightly leaning on the tombstone, raised his hand, and actually had an extra jug of wine.

"Come on, let's toast." He looked sideways, paid respects to the tombstone, and then raised his head and took a big sip of wine.

"Do you know?" His eyes were a little blurred, the corner of his mouth was still stained with wine, his head was slightly lowered, and his voice was muffled.

"Her pregnancy is difficult, even more dangerous than the fourth aunt... I stood on the roof and heard my cousin say to her, 'We will never have children again.'" He took another sip of wine , looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Qiutan, we all lost, completely lost." The wine jug fell on the snow, and the mellow wine fragrance wafted in the wind and snow, making people feel a little drunk.

"Qiu Tan, why do we have such a mother?" His eyes were filled with grief and anger, his fingers clenched into fists, as if he wanted to grab the air and crush it into pieces.

"Qiu Tan, I'm resigning as the king." He suddenly laughed at himself, "I have competed with him since I was a child, and I have never lost a penny. But at the last moment, I lost, and I lost the most precious thing in my life. It's..." His trembling hands slowly covered his chest, his eyes were wrapped in deep pain.

"My heart."

He bowed his head and buried it between his curled knees.

"I often think, why is God so unfair? Hehe..." He raised his head again, "If I hadn't used her at the beginning, would it have ended up..." He darkened his eyes, his voice paused, and then repeated self-deprecating.

"I'm covered in blood and filth, how can I be worthy of her?" He leaned back, his voice somewhat ethereal.

"That's why you gave up at the beginning, right?" He took out a concentric knot from his bosom, which was the concentric knot that Baili Qiutan had formed with his and Ling Xihan's hair.

"Qiu Tan, brother, I'm sorry, I didn't give you this, you are lonely." His eyes were dim, revealing rare sadness and guilt.

"Now, I will bury it beside you. In this way, you will also have comfort in your heart."

He stretched out his hand, which was white and shiny, even so white that it was abnormally transparent.He slowly pushed aside the thick snow, then dug a hole in the ground, put the concentric knot in it, and then filled it up.

"Qiu Tan, sometimes I really envy you. You won't be in pain when you die. And I..." He put his hands on the ground and leaned his back on the tombstone again.

"I used to think that I was unintentional." The corners of his mouth slowly opened, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened with desolation and grief in his eyes.

"I regret it now, regretting that I brought her to Wuyou City. Or, I shouldn't have fought with my cousin back then, and stayed quietly in Wuyou City for the rest of my life, never coming out. There is no Qionghua Fairy, There is no Three Lives and Three Worlds, and there is no covenant under heaven... Tell me, in that case, you don't have to die. And I don't have to suffer this soul-devouring pain every day?"

He hung his head, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.I just felt that the strength in my whole body suddenly disappeared, and the exhaustion accumulated over the years flowed to my limbs very quickly like broken strings.He was tired, really tired.He wants to sleep, well... sleep peacefully.

The snowstorm was getting bigger and bigger, almost completely submerging him.

The moment he closed his eyes, he spit out two words silently.

"Xihan..."

A gust of wind blew away those two words without a trace.

The plain white embroidered shoes stepped on the snow, and the soft brocade cloak dragged on the ground, bringing up countless snowflakes.

She looked at the man who was submerged in the snow and could hardly see his face, and her heart tightened violently.Quickly quickened his pace and trotted over.

"Young master, young master, wake up." She squatted beside him, using her internal force to melt the snow on his body, shaking his figure.But the man who is usually on guard, seems to have fallen into a deep sleep at this moment, unmoved at all.

She gritted her teeth, pulled him up with great effort, then carried the man on her back, and slowly went down the mountain.

The sky is dark, but the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the branches outside the window are also covered with thick snow.

Fengxianju, Tianzi No. [-] room.A man in black was lying on the bed, his lips were a little pale, and he looked like he was sick.There was a charcoal fire inside the house, and the temperature inside was much higher than the icy and snowy outside.

After a while, a plainly dressed woman came in with a medicine bowl.

The pungent smell of medicine wafted into the air, making the sleeping man frown, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"My lord, are you awake?" Zhao Xinyue's eyes lit up, and she trotted over quickly.

Ouyang Chen rubbed his temples and sat up.

"Where is this, why am I here?"

Zhao Xinyue thoughtfully took a pillow and leaned against him, but was careful not to touch his limbs.She knew that Ouyang Chen didn't like women approaching, and she could only approach him when he was unconscious.

"You just went to see Mr. Baili, fell asleep in the snow, and caught the cold. I boiled the medicine, and you should drink it first, so you can go to the cold."

Ouyang Chen looked at the medicine bowl in her hand, a little dazed, then turned his gaze to her face, and didn't speak.

Zhao Xinyue felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him, "Master?"

Ouyang Chen suddenly asked, "Are you 23 this year?" He looked out of the window quietly, "When she got married, I also asked you this question. Now that three years have passed, you are also 23."

Zhao Xinyue pursed her lips, "Yes."

Ouyang Chen turned his head, his eyes seemed to fall on her face, and he seemed to look at another person through her.

"You really want to marry me?"

Zhao Xinyue's hands holding the medicine bowl trembled, but this time she did not escape, but bravely raised her head to meet Ouyang Chen's eyes.

"It is Xinyue's lifelong fortune to be able to serve by the young master's side."

"Even if I can never give you what you want?"

Zhao Xinyue smiled sadly but resolutely, "Yes."

Ouyang Chen remained silent, then threw off the quilt and left without looking back.

Zhao Xinyue's heart sank suddenly, she shrank her fingers holding the medicine bowl, and suddenly raised her head to call out.

"Son."

Ouyang Chen stopped, Zhao Xinyue stood up slowly.

"Are you really... so heartless?"

Ouyang Chen didn't look back, "Xinyue, I'm not worth it."

After he finished speaking, he continued to walk forward, but Zhao Xinyue suddenly ran up and hugged him from behind.

"Young master, don't go."

Ouyang Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his whole body exuded a temperature that was colder than that outside the window.

"Let go." Although his voice was indifferent, it was cold like never before.

"I won't let it go." Zhao Xinyue pressed her face against his back, tears in her eyes.

"My lord, she is already married. She has a husband and children. She will never belong to you. Give it up." Her voice choked up slightly, and tears also fell, which stained his clothes and made his eyes wet. The heart is colder and more painful.

"My eyes are full of mountains and rivers, and my thoughts are far away. It's better to take pity on the person in front of me, my lord..." She choked, and said with tears in her eyes, "As long as you turn back, I've been waiting for you, as long as you are willing to turn back..."

Ouyang Chen closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and slowly but resolutely released her fingers one by one, his hoarse voice became less cold.

"You go, don't follow me in the future."

"Son!"

Zhao Xinyue exclaimed, but saw Ouyang Chen raise his hand.The black robe on her body just fell to the ground, scattering her tears and breaking her heart.She looked at him with tears in her eyelashes, her voice was hoarse and her words were trembling.

"You can hug her and kiss her, but you don't even feel disgusted if I touch a corner. In your heart, am I that dirty?" Seeing his disappearing back, she screamed suddenly, tears followed One by one fell, and the soft eyes were also stained with sadness.

Ouyang Chen's figure froze suddenly, and after a long time, he said something in a low, heavy voice with a strong sense of self-mockery.

"It's not you who are dirty, it's me who is dirty." After he finished speaking without pausing, he disappeared at the end of the corridor like the wind.

Zhao Xinyue took two steps back tremblingly, and fell to the ground dejectedly, tears still streaming down her face, her heart ached like being torn apart.She suddenly lay on the ground and sobbed softly.

Young master, when will the shadow in your heart dissipate?

She suddenly thought of something, quickly got up, walked out the door, and shouted at the man downstairs who was galloping in the snowy night.

"Young master, I will not give up, I will wait until you turn around..."

Waiting until you turn back--

These words lingered in the dark night, lingering in the ears of the man who was alone in the snow...

His figure trembled, and in a corner invisible to others, a bleak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The wind and snow never stop.In this night, how many people have broken their hearts and lost their souls?

Zhao Xinyue held on to the railing, as if she had lost her whole body and left, she slowly slid down, the tears in the corners of her eyes were dried, but a smile curled up at the corners of her mouth.

Son, you have a heart.If you don't care, how can you care about my feelings?
It's just that you don't want to take that heart back.

It's okay, I can wait, no matter how many years.Even, occasionally, you can wait for an unintentional look back.In this life, I have no regrets.

How many 23s can a woman have?If you miss it, you will never be able to look back.Since you are destined to be crazy about her in this life, then, I am also destined to be crazy about you.

(End of this chapter)