Twilight GL

Mingsu misses those days, and what he misses is only their youth.

When they were young, they were surrounded by so many people inside and outside the palace, but they still only had each other and could only see each other.

And that period of exile was the last afterglow of their youth.

It was indeed bitter at that time, living in no fixed place, sleeping in the open, and escaping from hunting and killing in fear.But looking back now, Ming Su misses it, and Zheng Mi misses it too.

She stretched out her hands to wrap up Minsu's neckline, tied the belt of the cloak a little tighter, touched her cheek again, and said with a smile: "From now on, it will be the same as that time, and there will be no one else between us." .”

The Supreme Emperor is the last thorn in Mingsu's heart. With him around, Mingsu can't always be happy, and the shadows of the past always hang over them.

He happened to be Mingsu's father, no matter how much Mingsu hated him, he would never have the heart to kill him.

And now, it's clean.

The snow that had stopped for a day began to fall again, and the wind was cold. The palace lantern in Mingsu's hand was blown to the left and right, and the shadow of the lantern also shook.

Mingsu lowered his eyelids, seeming to be thinking carefully whether there is really no one else between them, whether they can really live a smooth life.

Zheng Mi sighed inwardly, looking at her eyes full of tenderness, not letting her think about it, advised: "Go and rest for a while, I'm busy tomorrow."

The morning and evening crying sacrifices at the funeral, Mingsu must come as the son of the successor. These days, she must get up early and return late. I am afraid that she will be too busy to touch the ground, so she should go and rest quickly to recharge her batteries .

Mingsu also really listened to her, didn't think about it any more, just smiled and said: "There is still a meal short."

They had agreed that they would have dinner together today.She was still thinking about this matter, and smiled along with her: "Whenever you are free, I will exchange it with Your Highness."

With her assurance, Mingsu left.

She was carrying the palace lantern alone, and the heavy cloak pressed against her body, making her thinner and thinner.

She was really too thin, as if she hadn't smiled properly all these years, she was relaxed, and no day was easy.

Mingsu walked straight forward, her figure was getting weaker and weaker, and she was about to disappear into the night. A few lanterns lit up on the other side of the road, and it was Mingsu's valet who came to welcome her.

Zheng Mi saw her turn her head back, her description became more and more soft under the light, and raised her hand to make a gesture for her to come in quickly.

Zheng Mi smiled, turned around and knocked on the palace door.

The door of the palace opened immediately, and several maids came out to welcome the Empress Dowager into the palace.

Mingsu went back to the bedroom in the dark and lay down on the couch.

In less than two hours, she was about to get up and go to Shanghua Palace, but she couldn't sleep.

This was the first time in months without Zheng Mi by her side.Lying down, she always felt a little empty around her, which she was not used to.So she simply closed her eyes and thought about things on her own.

With this thought, she fell asleep in a daze.

Mingsu fell asleep thinking about something, and was awakened from a half-dream and half-awake, and shivered fiercely under the warm brocade quilt.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and heard another call from the maid from outside, so without delay, she lifted the brocade quilt and got off the couch.

Perhaps it was because many years later, the culprit finally got what he deserved. Ming Su actually dreamed of Li Huai. Gentle and gentle, like a scholar who has read poetry and books.

He still called her His Highness, behaved humbly, and said with a smile: "Maybe Your Highness has let go?"

Mingsu shook his head: "I did it back then, you were loyal, but I couldn't repay your loyalty and caused you to die for me."

"If His Highness doesn't strike, the little one won't be able to survive, not to mention that the little one has been tortured a lot, His Highness's sword has freed the little one, and there is no need to suffer any more pain." Li Huai said without a trace of resentment.

Mingsu thought over and over again, but still couldn't let go.

Li Huai then asked: "Your Highness can't let go, is it because you hurt the villain's life, or is it because of those years of powerlessness and self-ashamedness, so that after many years, it has become a knot in your heart."

Minsu was taken aback.

Li Huai looked up at the sky, and sighed: "It's getting late, the little one is leaving, and I won't come in the future. Your Highness is also looking forward. The road ahead is wide and there is no scenery. Let the past pass." .”

After he finished speaking, he respectfully saluted Ming Su, and then his figure gradually faded away, like a wisp of green smoke drifting between the sky and the earth.

Gong'e's voice came from the bedroom door.

Ming Su was not sleeping soundly at all, and when he was half asleep and half awake, he suddenly opened his eyes, and shivered violently under the warm blanket.

Gong'e outside the palace gate called out again.

Only then did Mingsu wake up, without delay, he lifted the brocade quilt and got down on the bed.

"Your Majesty..." Gong'e called again through the palace door, and Ming Su went to open the door, and the palace people who had been waiting outside the palace early came in one after another with their toilet things and the robes they were going to wear today.

Mingsu stood at the door, looking up at the sky, the sky was still dark and gloomy.

She only felt a stagnant energy accumulating in her chest, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The scene in the dream gradually became blurred, only remembering that Li Huai wanted her to let go.

After changing clothes and washing up, he only swallowed a few mouthfuls of porridge, and Zheng Mi came and wanted to go to Shanghua Palace with her.

It's freezing cold, it's too cold to sit on the shoulders, Zheng Mi's sedan chair is just right.

Mingsu came back with her last night, and went with her again this morning, so he got a lot of alone time on the way.

Ming Su looked at Zheng Mi, and always felt that she did it on purpose, and A Mi knew that she liked to be with her, so she was willing to let her go.

The sedan chair was lifted steadily, Zheng Mi was sitting upright, and noticed that Ming Su was watching her quietly for a long time, she turned her head to look at her, smiled, and said: "Your Majesty looks at me like this, it's really the same as when I was a child." Exactly the same."

Ever since she was a child, Mingsu liked to stare at her, as if she couldn't get enough of it.

Now, she is possessed by someone else and has changed her appearance. Mingsu still likes to look at her, as if she is satisfied just by looking at her.

She said so that Mingsu blushed.Zheng Mi shook her head with a smile, and took out a pack of oil-wrapped pastries from her bosom: "I see you only came out after swallowing a few mouthfuls of plain porridge."

As she spoke, she tore apart the oiled paper, and inside were several pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes that looked complete.

She sent it to Mingsu, and Mingsu took a piece and put it in his mouth. It was soft and delicious, with the sweet scent of osmanthus, and it was not dry, it melted in the mouth.

Ming Su ate two yuan more, and saw Zheng Mi staring at her softly, saying: "You should eat more breakfast before you come out, you shouldn't deal with it like this hastily." He said, showing a helpless look, "Take care of your body. .”

Mingsu nodded, and promised with a smile: "It's just too late today. It won't happen in the future."

She was so solemn, Zheng Mi didn't know whether she believed it or not, she just glanced at her indifferently: "I don't know if you took it to heart or just coaxed me."

Her expression is exactly the same as when she was young and persuaded Mingsu not to study so hard, but to take a break for a while.

At that time, Mingsu was also looking for various excuses, saying that he would not do it in the future and would rest more.Turn your head or go your own way.

Looking at Zheng Mi's appearance, Ming Su felt that the past and this time overlapped, and she suddenly blurted out: "I dreamed of Li Huai."

Zheng Mi was stunned for a moment, Mingsu immediately pursed his lips, turned his head and looked out the window, a little annoyed, annoyed that he had made a slip of the tongue.

"I dreamed of Li Huai, what did he say?" Zheng Mi asked.

Mingsu lowered his head, unwilling to say any more.

Zheng Mi pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her head and look at her. The tenderness in her eyes disappeared, and all turned into solemnity and firmness. She asked again: "What did Li Huai say?"

She looked at Mingsu so firmly, she was not allowed to escape, nor was she allowed to shrink back.

Ming Su finally let go, and took the initiative to mention Li Huai, and brought up the shadow that had been in her heart for many years, how could Zheng Mi allow her to retreat.

If some things are kept in the heart, the more you cover them, the more painful it will be, and you will end up with a wound that will never heal.

But if you say it, it will be different.

Zheng Mi was extremely tough, not only forcing Ming Su to speak, but also not allowing her to look away, forcing her to look at her.Her gaze is open, so she doesn't allow Mingsu to dodge.

Being forced so forcefully by her, Mingsu's heart was full of panic. She looked into Zheng Mi's eyes and said, "He wants me to let go."

Zheng Mi forced her to speak out, but finally let go.

Ming Su turned his head away and turned to the window, Zheng Mi said softly: "Have you ever thought that maybe it's not Li Huai that you can't let go of, but the whole period of bad news.

You hate yourself for being incompetent, nothing can stop you, and Li Huai is your own hands..."

Zheng Mi looked at Ming Su's side face, didn't continue, paused, and continued: "It was so tragic, covered with blood, you transferred all your regrets, hatred and guilt to this incident."