Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 536
The bamboo shakes the clear shadow to cover the quiet window, and the birds make noise in the sunset every two or two times.Xie Que begonias fly all the catkins, and the sleepy weather is getting longer every day.

Early summer is beautiful, all kinds of flowers are competing to open, and there is a burst of fragrance in the woods.In the lush forest, there is a faint touch of blue hanging from the green strip, blending with the emerald green, like a strange and wonderful picture scroll in the luxuriant green.Look carefully, it is a man in Tsing Yi.At this moment, he is lazily lying on a thick branch, with his hands on the back of his head and his eyes closed, as if he is listening to the sound and beauty of nature.

The man's face is picturesque, although there are slight wrinkles left by the years on the brows and eyes, he still does not hide his handsomeness and charm.

Suddenly a gust of wind flashed by, and there was a woman in white on the opposite branch.White clothes and black hair, although the face is beautiful, but it is no longer young.The pupils of those eyes were as bright as pearls, shining with brilliance.The mottled vicissitudes left on her face by the wear marks of the years, and those silent indifferences.

"Are you going to lie here until you die?"

Her voice was as indifferent as it was 20 years ago, but it was a little more caring and distressed.

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, and the low sigh lingered in the air, turning into a wisp of smoke.After the smoke drifted away, it was the man's deep eyes.He looked at the woman across from him, who was not yet 40 years old, but her hair on the temples was a little grayer, and her once beautiful face was also a little bit desolate and scarred by being chased and teased by fate.

"Meng'er, why are you bothering?"

Ling Ximeng was shocked, not knowing whether it was joy or sadness.She looked at Luo Tianxiang, at the man who made her give up everything, at this man who almost never looked at her again.Seeing his gaze following another woman forever, and finally falling on her, there was only a slight sigh, a trace of pity, and a deep sense of helplessness and sympathy.

The corners of her eyes suddenly became sour, and the corners of her mouth revealed a trace of bitterness.

"It's been 20 years and this is the first time you've called me by my name."

She looked at him with eyes almost obsessed.

Luo Tianxiang sighed again and closed his eyes.

"Let's go back."

"Go back?" Ling Ximeng laughed lowly, his eyes were a little blank and confused, and he muttered to himself.

"Where else can I go?"

Luo Tianxiang didn't speak, Ling Ximeng withdrew his distant gaze and fell on him again.

"I knew 20 years ago that you stepped into the court for the fourth sister. Now that she has left the palace, you have followed. In this world, is there only a fourth sister who can touch your heart? Can you do it for her?" I can pick it up, but I can also put it down for her. But I have never been willing to look at me more."

Her voice has always been calm, just like the water on the mirror surface of Pinghu Lake under the sun, without a trace.In the end, the voice became low and hoarse, and there were crystals flickering deep in the pupils, which were tears.

Luo Tianxiang's eyelashes trembled, and finally opened his eyes, unexpectedly touching the sadness on Ling Ximeng's usually indifferent face.

He was startled.

Ling Ximeng smiled wryly again, "I should have known earlier, maybe I shouldn't expect extravagantly, right? In this life, everything you have done is only for Fourth Sister. In this life, your eyes will always be on her body .” She raised her head and took a deep breath.

"Tianxiang, is it worth it?" Her voice was very soft, like a dream that could be shattered by a tentacle, leaving a faint fragrance in the air, which was...a pain without words.

Luo Tianxiang's heart ached fiercely, for himself and for the fragility and pain shown by the woman in front of him at this moment.

Is it worth it?
hehehe...

He smiled softly, "If you ask yourself, don't you know the answer?"

Ling Ximeng smiled miserably, "Hehehe... Sure enough..."

Luo Tianxiang had already sat up, his eyes lightly drifted to the distance, passing through the depths of the dense forest, that corner of the scarlet red corner flying obliquely.And, that faint, lingering sandalwood.Also, the sound of evening drums and bells faintly echoing in the air in the Sutra Hall in the distance.

Seeing his expression, Ling Ximeng's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help calling out.

"Tianxiang?"

Luo Tianxiang stood up, lightly brushed the uncontaminated dust on his clothes, and suddenly smiled.

"Actually, he's right."

A passage that floated in the summer morning many years ago came to my mind.

"Fate comes and goes, fate gathers and fate disperses. If there is a cause in the world, there must be an effect, and if there is an effect, there must be a cause. The benefactor is a person who is exquisite and wise, and he has the roots of my Buddha's wisdom. It's just that the benefactor is now tired of the world of mortals. , I'm afraid I will suffer from love for the rest of my life."

Ling Ximeng raised her head and looked at him in confusion.

"Ok?"

Luo Tianxiang looked down at the jade pendant on his waist. The color of the jade pendant was different from ordinary jade pendants. It was light yellow. It is as beautiful as flowing water.

He reached out to take it off, sighing slightly.

"I have no chance to send you out after all."

The voice was very soft, like a gust of wind, and quickly disappeared into the air, but Ling Ximeng heard it very sensitively and clearly.Her eyelashes trembled, tears glistened in her eyes, her voice trembled almost inaudibly and she was afraid of losing.

"Tianxiang..."

Luo Tianxiang raised his eyes, and saw that her usual cold and proud face was pale, her formerly radiant eyes seemed to lose all their brilliance in an instant, and she looked at him with a gray and beseeching expression.

He turned his head away, "I found my own way, you, let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the figure jumped off the branches like a breeze, and disappeared at the end in an instant like a cheetah galloping through the forest.

Ling Ximeng turned pale with shock, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab it, but only caught a wisp of air that seemed to be there.

"Do not--"

Do not--

Do not--

A heart-piercing scream overflowed from her mouth, echoing in the forest non-stop, startling the birds all over the mountain.The voice was shrill and indignant, full of pain and tears.

"Tianxiang—"

With a flash of white shadow, she jumped down to the ground recklessly, chasing after her at a speed never seen in her life.Unexpectedly, he actually set up an formation to trap her.

Baohua Temple, the largest temple in the royal family, has been flourishing for decades, and there are an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going.

Luo Tianxiang stood not far away, quietly watching the incense mist lingering in the hall.He didn't go in until the sun was setting.

"Amitabha." The familiar voice of Buddha's gatha sounded in his ears.

He turned around and smiled.

"Master Jingxu is well."

Twenty years have passed, and Jingxu has changed from a young novice monk to the abbot of Baohua Temple.He bowed with one hand and looked at Luo Tianxiang with a quiet and gentle expression.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and the benefactor is safe and sound."

(End of this chapter)