Huamo

Facing the ghost-like young man in red, he seemed to be catching a turtle in a urn, but it seemed ridiculous. Lian Heng didn't say a word, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, holding An Xuansu hostage, as if he had never appeared.

After midnight, the stars are sparse.

Candlesticks are placed around the Yongjie River, illuminated by sparse light, and the candlelight shakes with the night wind at the end of winter, slowly rhyming the ambiguity that seems to be there, and the flames dance happily as if welcoming the destined person.

In the eyes of the people of Bianling, this river is the river of ties, blessing all the couples in the city of Bianling to raise their eyebrows, and there is an unwritten rule among the people-new couples must come here to worship in order to get married. life is good.

Lian Heng took off his cloak and threw it aside, his red clothes melted into the candlelight like fire, he grabbed Yunli's hand firmly, and walked down the path illuminated by the candlelight.

"Huaiyang, Yongjie Jiang, Yongjie together, do you like it?" Lian Heng caressed the bamboo fence covered with red silk cloth, looking at the river with deep eyes.

Yun Li stood behind Lian Heng weakly, his mind was blank and unable to think, the embarrassment of being exposed face-to-face made him shiver, like falling autumn leaves.

"Do you still remember that before I left, I said I would give you a surprise when I came back?" Lian Heng calmed down as if nothing had happened, he jumped onto the rickety boat, and walked back to Yunli with a bundle from the boat.

"I wanted to marry you when I came back, and here it is." Lian Heng opened the bag, and there was a set of beautifully tailored red clothes neatly inside. He sighed, shrugged and said indifferently, " I even prepared the clothes for you, and I drew the pattern myself, but it's useless now."

Yun Li looked at Lian Heng with sad and bitter eyes, he raised his hand to caress the exquisite clothes in Lian Heng's hand, his almost pleading words became more withered and helpless in the wind: "No..."

"Tonight is your and Gongsun Wei's wedding, isn't it?" Lian Heng smiled eccentrically, the wedding gown fell from his hands, and all the thought was wasted.

Yun Li watched the wedding dress fall to the ground, as if his soul had been emptied, he squatted down dully, picked up the wedding dress that fell on the floor and held it tightly in his arms, tears overflowed his eyes without warning, tick-tocked and rolled down .

"You said...you'd forgive me..." Yun Li closed his eyes in pain, and murmured weakly, "You said...you clearly said..."

Lian Heng helped the ashes-like Yunli up, his eye circles did not feel red and moist, and he confided his struggling and painful thoughts bit by bit: "My love has always been placed with Huai Yang, but why does Huai Yang always... Abandoned like grass?"

"I didn't... I didn't..." Yun Li retorted powerlessly over and over again, the mist in his eyes blurred his vision, he could hardly see the person in front of him clearly, he could only hear the other party's bitter words, which pierced his heart. .

Lian Heng smiled wryly, held Yunli's hand and pressed it to his heart: "It will hurt here."

"I'm not married to Gongsun Wei..." Yun Li shook his head excitedly, as if going crazy from panic, watching Lian Heng repeating his panicked words, "Trust me...I..."

"I understand, you know I can't bear to blame you." Lian Heng held Yunli's face full of tears, and kissed Yunli's brow lightly, still so tender and affectionate, "Go back, go back and finish what you have to do. It's all done."

Desperate as if he had fallen into the [-]th floor of hell, Yun Li was so frozen that he couldn't move at all. He grabbed Lian Heng's sleeve emotionally and kept begging sadly, even his tone was tinged with trembling crying: "Heng, forgive me this time, okay...we're going back to Mirage now...we're married...I won't take revenge..."

"I only know that I want to tie you by my side, but I don't really understand your intentions." Lian Heng said sullenly, he held Yunli's hand as always, and walked away from Yongjie River steadily.

Yun Li let Lian Heng take him away as if he had lost his soul. He still tightly held the wedding dress he picked up from the ground in his arms. He closed his eyes in despair and let the bitter tears flow down. He lost his voice and couldn't speak a word.

The night rain poured down from the sky like green beans, and the fresh water droplets also had the sweetness of apricot blossoms, pattering on every thin leaf, and blooming into lovely water flowers.

In memory of this playful marriage.

Lian Heng handed the handle of the umbrella to Yunli, and said softly: "Put the umbrella on by yourself, the Palace of Prince Yu is in front of you, it's inconvenient for me to go there."

"Where are you... going?" Yun Li stared blankly at Lian Heng.

Lian Heng showed a long-lost smile, and he took back the wedding dress from Yunli's hand: "I'll go back to Baiye Villa, and you should go back to where you should be."

Yun Li was speechless, took one last look at the wedding dress in Lian Heng's hand, and slowly turned around and walked into the rain. Flawless dream.

Without a trace of warmth, it was as if Yunli was the only person left in the world.

There are certain numbers in the dark.

On March [-]th of the first year of Tianchang, Princess Changping was assassinated and died on her wedding day. The former Zhongshu Ling An Xuansu was held hostage by the assassin, but after being rescued by a knight, he fell seriously ill and stayed at home.

It was a beautiful event on a good day, but it ushered in a catastrophe and misfortune. Overnight, the red things turned into white things, and the world was shocked.

On March [-]th of the first year of Tianchang, the princess of Changping County was buried.

When the blood of the wedding dress became true, the cuckoo's cries turned into desperate wailings, which gradually stained the bricks and tiles of the palace, soaked in the wailing and the white-haired man sending the black-haired man's cry.

"Wei'er...my Wei'er..."

Concubine Yu cried bitterly in front of her beloved daughter's coffin. Tears messed up the makeup on her face, and her eyes were still misty.

Gongsun Yu knelt beside her, his face was pale, without saying a word, he looked at Gongsun Wei's spirit card blankly, as if his soul had already left his body, and had gone with his beloved daughter's soul forever.

After the mourning hall, most of the royal family and dignitaries who attended the wedding the day before yesterday turned into mourners, looking at the upside-down Prince Yu's family with complicated expressions.Among them are Gongsun Jing with a calm and slightly serious face, his brows are slightly wrinkled as if he is slightly worried, but the indifference carved into his bones is in his light gray eyes.

"Prince Yu, Princess Yu, please mourn..."

"The deceased is gone, don't hurt your body..."

Princess Yu could hardly hear what others were saying, she just looked at the mourning hall of her beloved daughter with a pair of desperate black eyes, as if she could see Gongsun Wei's voice and smile.

She has become crazy, muttering non-stop: "Wei Er, Wei Er..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly there was a weak cough from outside the crowd, and the royal family and dignitaries gave way one after another. The person who came was An Xuansu, who was already so sick that he was almost inhuman. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was in pain with the help of his servants. Coughing hard and walking towards the mourning hall with difficulty, a group of people around shook their heads and clicked their tongues in deep grief.

An Xuansu waved his sleeves to let the servants around him leave, and walked into the mourning hall by himself, looking at the coffin with a lot of emotion in his eyes.

"Xuan Su, you don't need to use it if you are not in good health." Gongsun Yu stared blankly at the tablet and suddenly said.

"Although I haven't passed the door, cough, cough...but the princess has met me..."

As soon as the words fell, there was only a sharp mournful cry, "Ah——"

"boom--"

Everything happened too fast, and when everyone came back to their senses, they saw that Princess Yu had already slammed into the coffin, lying on the ground covered in blood, without a sound.

"princess!"

Everyone exclaimed and went up to support her, but saw that this woman, who was unable to bear any more children and lost her beloved daughter due to illness, collapsed on the ground in despair, without any vitality.

"Look for a doctor cough cough cough...help Princess Yu back to her room!" An Xuansu roared.

The servants frantically helped the sad woman back to the room, while Gongsun Yu stared blankly at this sudden scene, seeing the flustered but bewildered attitude of the crowd, his shoulders trembled up and down suddenly, and he laughed strangely.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone looked in shock at the second prince who seemed to be out of his mind, and at the regent who had been in great glory not long ago. At this moment, his hair was disheveled and his face was distorted, as if all his sanity had been overwhelmed by the grief.

"Die... all of them!"

He stood up abruptly, pulled out the sword at his waist, and slashed at the people around him without any explanation.

"Prince Yu!"

The people around dispersed in fear and ran out of this oppressive place like birds and beasts, including Gongsun Jing, but when he saw him withdrawing from the side door of Prince Yu's mansion without anyone noticing, he disappeared.As for the other guests, they either came to persuade them with good intentions, or they were just curious to watch the excitement, while luckily avoiding Gongsun Yu's random attacks.

Gongsun Yuhong looked at this group of people with eyes wide open, and suddenly grinned grinningly and accelerated his chopping, which immediately caused an uncontrollable panic and exclamation.

He slashed with the sword indiscriminately, and at the same time kept yelling: "Get out, get out of here for me!!"

Who would want to stay in this mourning hall full of blood and sorrow, so the remaining guests who had some sympathy all fled out with oil on their feet, in a mess.

"Prince Yu, cough, cough... rest well, the princess doesn't want to see you like this." An Xuansu said weakly and left the palace with the help of his servants.

In the end, only Gongsun Yu was left holding a sword, standing in the middle of the mourning hall, watching the scene of his wife and daughter's death, trembling uncontrollably and panting heavily.

bang.

When the long sword fell to the ground, he knelt before the spirits of his wife and daughter, and his head suddenly fell to the hard ground, splashing bright red blood, looking so infinitely sad and stupid.

"It's my king's...it will be my king's after all."