Demon folding

It was the beginning of June when I returned to Xiapi from Mengcheng Temple, half a month of the journey, and the Qingling Terrace was noisy for several days, the summer solstice had passed, and July had entered.

The cicadas were buzzing outside the hall, and after several days of torrential rain at night, the weather finally became a little cooler.

I lay down in the soup pool hall every day, and I didn't feel hot.

The slaves who were building outside the main hall, and those... those strange birds who understood Floating Life's instructions to move things, went back and forth under the scorching sun every day, presumably they had experienced the pain of building under the scorching sun.

But what does it have to do with me?

After what happened to Tangchidian's right hand, I have completely cooled down.

It doesn't matter whether you are a high-ranking king or a lowly slave, but you just want to live. Even I am destined to die under my father's captivity. What can those slaves who are about to die have anything to do with me?

What can be related to me is my 13th birthday in three days.

After tossing and turning in the bamboo cave, I changed my posture, but I still couldn't suppress the unbearable thoughts.

I have been looking forward to it for many years, and I have lived alone for many years. Finally, I have hoped for my father. I have thought about countless scenes of seeing him again.

What can be compared to the relationship between life and death.

Suddenly I understood Mr.'s act of beating the bowl and singing.

If I die, I'm afraid there won't be people like Mr. who will sing with me and rejoice for me.

I came alone, and I went alone, and this is a matter of course, so what is the so-called seeking.

Thinking about the teacher's wife, she is lucky to have someone as unrestrained and free as her husband, who disregarded the world's sights and joyfully offered all his sincere thoughts to her.

I closed my eyes irritably, and the cicadas outside the hall suddenly became extremely noisy.

"Come here." I half-opened my eyes, and glanced lightly at the big tree outside the window.

"The servant is here."

Because of my temper tantrums these days, newcomers in the palace dare not rush forward to answer my words. The one who dares to respond so coldly is naturally the new aunt in charge.

"Send someone to drive out all the noise from the trees outside the hall, and if there is one left, you don't have to come back."

I never asked her name.

The left and right have already given the name of cruelty to the truth, I simply did it thoroughly regardless, and almost kicked everyone out during the days I stayed in Tangchi Palace.

I can't save the slaves, that's because they are already dead, but the people in the palace still have a chance. Although I am cold, if I can fight, I still want to fight.

After all, it's life.

At first, some people were crying and cursing me like the maids in the palace, but as the number of people in the palace became less and less, the cursing voices gradually subsided, and until recently, it was clear and broad daylight, and the palace was as quiet as if I were there. Netherworld.

"Yes."

This aunt in charge doesn't know what's on her mind, she always has a stern and solemn face, she won't allow others to scold me, let alone criticize my father.

I saw that she was so sincere, and that she was ready to do disasters, so I was lazy to protect her, and pushed all the embarrassing things to her. In the future, I will blame me, and I will always die behind me.

I couldn't live to see her miserable future, so I calmed down and made waves.

She walked away lightly, and the hall became quiet, and after a while, the noise outside stopped, and the wind came slowly, as if blowing on my heart, which made me sleepy for a while, and I was about to fall asleep with my eyelids closed.

Someone came in, lightly and heavily.

Ever since I recuperated my injuries in the Tangchi Hall, although I had a clean and indifferent appearance on the surface, there were many twists and turns in my heart, and I paid careful attention to the daily people coming and going in the hall.

Xie Fusheng has been here a few times, I have always paid special attention to him, and naturally understand the rhythm of his footsteps.After all, if I want to find a way to embarrass him, I must first understand him.

The other person is a doctor who changes my medicine at the usual time.

I opened my eyes lazily.

"Is the splint going to be taken today?" Xie Fusheng was calm and gentle, and at the moment when the breeze was blowing, his tone was even more unreasonable, but he really had a caring tone.

Since I was not punished for my evil deeds that day, the doctor was more careful in serving me. Now that I was asleep, my words became a little calmer, "Thanks to understanding Mr.'s miracle medicine, the princess's injury can heal so quickly."

"It's a pity that the potency of the medicine is still a little bit weaker." Xie Fusheng sighed pitifully, "After all, it's a daughter's house, and it's really hard to hurt her right hand."

I sneered to myself, based on what I've known in the past few days, I've roughly touched his temper.Even though he is gentle and reserved on the surface, he is still a cold-blooded and heartless person in the bottom of his heart.

Although his words are a pity, I am too lazy to believe his good words.

"Although Princess Xia is not often favored by the king, she is of the blood of the royal family after all. She will not be allowed to lose her in the future, not to mention there are accompanying attendants to serve her, so nothing can get in the way... nothing can get in the way..."

The doctor took the splint carefully and said, thinking that even if he was afraid of my cruel methods, he was still a kind-hearted doctor, and he didn't mean to be biased in his words.

I pity his healer for saving his life, and I figured that since the hand injury is almost healed, I must find an opportunity to drive him out of the palace in a few days, otherwise I will turn around and serve my father, maybe I will really die that day.

Seeming helpless, the doctor was ignorant, and Jie Fusheng sighed deeply, "Oh, how do you understand what this matter of drawing eyebrows has to do with your daughter's family? If it's an in-law in your family, it's not only ugly, but also ugly. Will you dress up cleverly, procrastinate and be unbearable, you can see it in your eyes, but you are happy in your heart?"

"Sir, what you said is reasonable," the doctor smiled lightly, showing no doubt that he disagreed, "Since I have been practicing medicine myself, I am used to seeing life and death, and I am also used to things that life is worse than death. In short, it’s really a trivial matter.”

As if thinking about something, he sighed quietly, "Human life is not necessarily just for love and support. Faces are born from the heart. If you have self-respect and self-love in your heart, even if you are born ugly, you will respect and love others because of your heart." , thinking about others, what they do and what they do make people feel comfortable and they are willing to be close to them. However, if some people have a heart that does not give people joy, respect and love, and only care about selfishness and live for themselves, if they always make people feel sad and embarrassing, then Even if it is born to overwhelm the country and the city, I am afraid that no one will be able to love and protect it."

"When you say that, do you feel a little disgusted by your appearance?" Xie Fusheng said in a poignant manner, the meaning of persecution and ridicule was very obvious, and he continued with a smile, "It seems that you are just a secular judge of appearance, but It’s because others despise being ugly, but you are good, but you are tired of being beautiful, interesting, interesting!”

There was a burst of panic and shortness of breath, and the splint fell to the ground with a click, making a crisp sound.Presumably the doctor did not expect Xie Fusheng to ask such a provocative question, and said with a trembling voice, "Mister, forgive me, this is not what I mean!"

"It's just a joke with you, don't be afraid." Jie Fusheng smiled triumphantly, and said tactfully and seriously, "You who save people and treat diseases always see things differently from others, so Fusheng has a lot of admiration. Just remember, but See it through, but don’t say it out, otherwise misfortune and fortune depend on each other, and it’s going to be a succession, and you can’t know what will be a blessing and what will be a disaster.”

"This," the doctor seemed to be thinking seriously, and after a while, there was a soft thud, and he kowtowed his head and said, "What you said is right, but the servant is confused."

"You go ahead, you don't have to come to Li Palace from now on, you leave Xiapi early, you can live as long as you can."

Xie Fusheng's solemn words for the doctor sounded a bit dignified in my ears, I couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind, and I couldn't figure out whether this person was right or wrong.

"Thank you, thank you sir." The doctor kowtowed gratefully. After three times, he questioned himself again, "It will take some time for the princess's injury to heal. Is it really all right if the subject leaves?"

"The princess is hurting her heart. If you can cure your heart disease, you can stay here."

"Huh?" The doctor probably didn't expect Xie Fusheng to be so contrasted, and sighed softly, "Sir, that's what he said...Since that's the case, I thank you, sir."

"Go." Xie Fusheng did not try to persuade him to stay.

The sound of stepping lightly faded away, Jie Fusheng also took a few steps around before the bamboo collapsed, turning and turning softly, he actually moved the cushion and sat down before the bamboo collapsed.

The right hand is suddenly cold, the knuckles are being held by someone, and there is no one else in the hall, it is undoubtedly the solution to floating life.

I felt so disgusted, I hurriedly opened my eyes and glared at him, "Let go!"

He curled his lips indifferently, as if he had exposed some of my tricks, his eyes were bright, but he squeezed his knuckles even tighter, and said with a smile, "Fusheng thought that the princess was just pretending to sleep to the end."

"What does it have to do with you, I want you to talk too much." I couldn't break free, but I didn't dare to make any effort, so I could only bear with frowning.

"I see that your complexion has improved a lot. I think it's good to come and recuperate."

He lowered his eyebrows, took out the medicine box in the medicine box and opened it, hooked his slender fingertips to stain the milky white paste, and carefully spread it on my right wrist.

"It's approaching the birthday, I let the doctor out of the palace as a birthday present, are you happy?"

The coolness of the wrist soaked into the bones, and the bone-biting and numbness of the medicine was also slowly burning between the skin. I knew it was the usual miracle medicine that the doctor took from the place where he rescued the floating life. He was just too lazy to struggle. He raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

I can't bear to say a word with him, but he actually remembers my birthday.

The sudden show of favor came in a puzzled way, like Mr. came abruptly, but it was just the right place to understand all my expectations for my father. Could it be that someone like Xie Fusheng can also clarify my expectations for my father? ?Or is it that I have shown such eagerness and resentment that people can easily mock them in their mouths?

I don't care about other people, but with Jie Fusheng, I absolutely can't bear it.

Without being surprised, I glared at him irritably.

"Your small tricks can fool the king, and you can also fool the foolish people who don't know what's going on, but you can't fool Fusheng."

He raised the corners of his eyes, slanted his eyebrows and said lightly, which already showed that he had completely seen through my act of saving lives.As if satisfied with my hidden surprise, he lowered his eyelids with a clear smile and continued to apply the ointment.

I took a deep breath of hatred in my heart, bit my lips, and wanted to get some distinguishable emotions from his face, but although his eyebrows were lowered, his eyes were still full of color, so I didn't know he was so straightforward. Pick one to understand, what is the plan.

I couldn't help but worry and thought to myself, if I told my father about the intentional act of saving people, it would be a small matter for me to be punished, those people... I'm afraid they will never live again.

After a while, he didn't speak, as if he really only cared about my wounds.

I couldn't figure him out, and I couldn't see through him, so I had to ask him, "If you see through it and don't reveal it, you're here to reveal it, but you want to tell your father?"

He didn't answer, and I became more and more flustered, and my fingertips couldn't help shaking.

The long and slender fingers that were caressing the wound paused, he raised his eyebrows, pressed my hand cleanly and deeply, "Fu Sheng wanted to say it, I already said it, why did you let someone go before your eyes?"

"What are you going to do?" The more calm he was, the more I concluded that he might not have any good intentions, and said sarcastically, "How can a person like you do good things for nothing?"

"I didn't expect you to look at Fusheng this way." He shook his head amusedly, and wrapped the clean sackcloth around his right hand after taking medicine.

"Otherwise," I sneered shamelessly again, "what do I think?"

"What Fusheng did was a last resort. If it hinders the princess, please see that Fusheng has helped you. It will be fine after a few years." He wrapped his wound, as if to say Focusing on things that have nothing to do with him, he suddenly became very alienated.

"Help me?" I sneered, "These things didn't happen because of you and that weirdo, so how can you say you are helping me? Oh, let me see if you had some nightmares at night, entangled with those dead people, so you can help me." Hypocritically doing something that should be done? Unfortunately, even if one or two so-called good deeds are done, the sins are too deep to be purified!"

"Weird?" He lightly pressed his fingertips on the wound, raised his eyes and locked me with seriousness, and said lightly, "Do you really think he is a weirdo?"

I don't know why, although he is so indifferent, I saw vain and swaying in his eyes, as if he was really looking forward to something, even forgetting his identity and no longer addressing me with honorifics.

I was surprised from the bottom of my heart, and without showing it, I said coldly with disdain, "Oh, it's not a weirdo, it's a monster that kills and eats flesh, or a monster that is born extremely terrifying."

He turned pale instantly.

It was as if he had touched a certain taboo in his heart like that strange man in Tsing Yi, but even though that strange man vomited blood, he just stared at me in a daze. In the process of gradually losing his elegance and composure, there was something particularly chaotically entangled in his eyes. In the end, even if I forcefully pressed down for him, I was completely exposed to the slight tremor of contact with my wrist without calming down.

I waited for him to calm down with a sneer, and the time passed unexpectedly, the chaos faded away, but the remaining blood on his face could not be slowed down, he was like a piece of uninhabited flying catkins floating down, bowing his head silently Carefully tie the sackcloth around my wrists.

All of his absent-minded appearance fell into his eyes, and he was lucky and happy to finally grasp some untouchable pain from him who was flawless. He needs to be a little bit more day-to-day, and it is good that he has suffered the same kind of torture that he once gave me.

"listen."

I thought he would lose his mind and never talk to me again, but unexpectedly he put down my hand carefully, and stood up while sighing and whispering.

I turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

It's cicadas.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window sounded again at some point, it seemed louder and more earnest than before, more vigorous than the previous one, it seemed to be showing off, and it seemed to be fighting.

Is it to show off their safety and security?Or are you fighting for the freedom of contention here?

"The humming of the cicadas is still loud, but how many people will the princess decide to drive out?"

What he said was so natural and calm that I couldn't help but feel a bit stunned. I suppressed my joy and retracted my eyes. The man in front of me was probably too alienated. His white clothes were tugged by the summer wind. go away.

The summer wind was so strong that it not only shook the corners of his clothes, but also took advantage of the situation to blow the hair and caught it in the corners of my eyes. The light itchy sting pain made me squint my eyes, and I couldn't see his side clearly in a daze. Yan Ladu couldn't figure out whether he really wanted to help me, or if he had a deeper calculation.

"Who will the princess want to release in the future, just tell Fu Sheng directly, otherwise the noise will be too big and the king will be angered, and you will never be so carefree and pure." He left some inexplicable words and walked out.

Looking at his back, I was even more suspicious, I felt that he was no longer as calm and elegant as before, and even a little turbulent under his light steps, like a lonely boat in the sea, braving the coming wind and rain, Gradually the outline faded away.

He walked out of the hall, and the joy I had so easily lost suddenly disappeared. I lay back on the couch, and raised my right hand to look around boredly. The result of the heart.

Careful?

It's not just deceptive sophistry.

Humph.