Double Ouyang

The gray-white sky is foggy, and there is no ray of sunlight that can shine on the earth through layers of clouds and mists.

The city is as quiet as dead. At noon, there is no one wandering in the street, and it is rare to see a person leaving in a hurry.

Ouyang walked hurriedly on the way to Fangfu tomorrow.

Before he entered Qinchuan, he already felt abnormal, and soon the reality confirmed his feeling.

A plague broke out in Qinchuan, and half of the people in the city were infected. Just when they were about to despair disease.

The plaque that wrote to Fangfu is still hanging high on the gate, but it has lost its vitality and looks a little lifeless.

Ouyang Mingri knocked on the door for a long time, and finally a girl who looked like a maid came out, opened the door for him, and looked at him in surprise, "Great, Master is back tomorrow."

Ouyang tried his best to control his excitement tomorrow, for fear of what would happen if he couldn't control it all at once. "Where is Second Miss?" He asked

The little maid quickly answered his question and gave an answer that made Ouyang Mingri dizzy. "Second Miss was infected with the plague, and was taken away by Mr. Ouyang to the Green Jade Altar for treatment."

Maintaining his usual demeanor, he nodded to the little maid, then turned and left Fangfu.

Could what he saw really happen?Ouyang Mingri began to have great uncertainty in his heart. He didn't know whether he could change everything by himself.

"No matter what the result is, we have to give it a try." Ouyang Mingri looked in the direction of Hengshan with calm eyes.

When he returned to the Qingyu Altar again, Ouyang Mingri found that the Qingyu Altar did not seem to have changed. Except for the death of the original altar owner Lei Yan and Ouyang Shaogong being recommended as the new altar owner, everything seemed to be the same as before.

The changes of the four seasons in the Qingyu Altar are not obvious, so when Ouyang Mingri came back here again, the peach tree was still in full bloom, giving him an illusion as if he had never left.

The pink petals were still tender and beautiful, reminding him of how he and Ouyang Shaogong played and laughed wantonly under this tree just a few months ago.

At that time, he had just made up his mind. At that time, Ouyang Shaogong was still a gentle and elegant young man.

Everything was good at that time, but the goodness was too short.

Ouyang took his eyes away from the peach tree tomorrow, not recalling the past.

It was too easy to go back to the Qingyu Altar again, and he didn't meet anyone who stopped him. Maybe this was Ouyang Shaogong's arrangement?Ouyang smiled helplessly tomorrow.

The moment he reached the upper level of the Green Jade Altar, Ouyang Mingri heard the melodious sound of the piano, which was the most familiar piece to him - Yaoshan.

With the passage of time, when Ouyang Mingri learned more and more about the thousands of years that belonged to the prince Changqin in the past, he gradually discovered the difference between the original prince Changqin and the current Ouyang Shaogong.

The sound of Prince Changqin is clear, beautiful and peaceful, with love for the surrounding things.

On the other hand, Ouyang Shaogong was low and passionate, showing dissatisfaction with heaven and endless pain and loneliness.

They are so different, yet they are the same person. What a joke God made to beat the gentle and quiet Prince Changqin into the mortal world, causing him to experience all kinds of pain and become the lonely and twisted Ouyang Shaogong today.

The entire upper floor of the sapphire altar was extremely quiet, neither of them spoke, only the sound of the piano was still flowing quietly.

At the end of the song, Ouyang Shaogong was still kneeling and sitting in front of the piano, with his head slightly lowered, stroking the strings, without saying a word.

For some reason, Ouyang Mingri could still see Ouyang Shaogong not far away in the dark.

He was wearing that blue dress, and the dark blue clothes fluttered in the night wind. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight and could no longer support the dress. Ouyang Mingri stood looking at him from a distance, not daring to come I was afraid that I would choke up when I made a sound.

He couldn't imagine how much harm it would do to Ouyang Shaogong, who was already deeply hit at the time, to leave without an explanation in Qin Shihuang's mausoleum without looking back.

"You... are back" Ouyang Shaogong sighed leisurely, and finally he opened his mouth. "Do you want to leave this time?"

"I..." Ouyang wanted to tell Ouyang Shaogong tomorrow that he would never leave again, and he would always be with her, but in fact, he was just silent.

"Heh" Ouyang Shaogong was in extreme pain, but he just laughed lightly.

A pair of cloud-white brocade shoes caught Ouyang Mingri's eyes. He was about to raise his head, but his chin was held by a slender hand.

That hand kept using strength, almost trembling, just like its owner.

"Ouyang Mingri, tell me, since you won't stay, why do you come back and why do you still appear in front of my eyes?" Do you know how much pain I felt when you left, far worse than the pain I felt when you left? Knowing the news of Xunfang's death is a thousand times more painful.

Ouyang Mingri followed his hand and looked into his eyes. Those eyes that were originally filled with gentleness when looking at him were now filled with sadness and pain.

Ouyang opened his mouth tomorrow but couldn't utter a word.

The hand that was gripping his chin fiercely loosened its strength gradually, Ouyang Shaogong waved his hand, and let go of Ouyang Mingri, he put that hand behind his back, for fear that Ouyang Mingri would see him trembling.

"Tell me why?" Ouyang Shaogong almost shouted.

"You captured the people in Qinchuan, right? Don't feed them Xianzhi Soothing Pill, don't turn them into Jiaoming, you can cure them, right?" Ouyang Mingri moved his lips, and finally Just saying it.

"You... What a Ouyang tomorrow, what a compassionate heart" Ouyang Shaogong suddenly didn't want to say anything, he felt so tired.

"Yuan Wu, take it down and take care of it," Ouyang Shaogong said to the void.

A figure in white clothes emerged from the darkness, and he left here with Ouyang Mingri.

"Remove those Xianzhi Shuhun Pills, find the prescription from my pill room, and use it to save those Qinchuan people infected with the plague." Ouyang Shaogong said lightly.

A person emerged from the darkness. He knelt down on one knee to Ouyang Shaogong, answered yes, and left quickly.

"Ouyang...tomorrow...why did I fall in love with you?" A murmur drifted into the night with the wind