The princess is reborn

Everywhere I look is the devastated scene three years ago, and the old time flows slowly. I still remember the excitement and shyness when I handed this letter to Xie Yan. Xie Yan, but in the end he paid by mistake, so Xie Yan kept this letter and took it out to taste it from time to time. What kind of mentality does Xie Yan have?Are you silently laughing at me in your heart as a mean and stupid idiot?

I do not know.

My heart is almost numb now, and there is only an unresolved hatred between my father and family in my chest, and the rest, no matter love or love, are not things that a fool like me can afford.

I'm tired.

Speaking of it, the story between me and Xie Yan is like a monkey fishing for the moon. The stubborn monkey stared at the cold and precious moon in the lake, foolishly wanting to take it for himself. After entering the lake, he finally turned into a ray of lonely soul.

Forget it all, forget it all, I told myself, and carefully put the letter back into the bookcase, trying to restore everything to its original appearance.

I don't know why Xie Yan still keeps this letter, but after all, it won't be any kind of nostalgia. Maybe when I feel bored, I will use it as a joke, just like when people in the capital spread the news about me and The romantic affairs between Xie Yan are all said to be my various misdeeds of seducing His Highness the Crown Prince.

Maybe the words of thanks also need a window to relieve boredom and vent, and I happen to be honored to be the laughing stock of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, shouldn't I also feel grateful?

I waited and waited in the study, until it was time for dinner, but I didn't see Xie Yan. Instead, I waited for the butler. He said, "His Royal Highness is very busy now, let Mr. Chou eat by himself."

"Yeah." I replied casually, I just thought it should be so, every time Xie Yan got busy with his business, he would automatically ignore the matter of eating.

Three years ago, I was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it, so no matter how busy he was, I would force him to have dinner with me.But now, I have no reason to care about him, and I even wish that he could ruin his body, and it would be best to die.

It may be that my vicious hope was really heard by heaven. Late that night, the housekeeper hurriedly knocked on my door, and Huaixin hurried to open the door for him. He asked, "Housekeeper, what's the emergency that made you come here in the middle of the night?"

The housekeeper was sweating profusely, he only held my hand, and pleaded with me solemnly, "Young Master Qiu, can you help us to visit His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"He's in a very bad condition right now. He's clearly ill but refuses to take medicine, and keeps calling Young Master Feng's name. The old man really has no other way, so he came to ask you for help."

"Butler, don't be in a hurry, first explain the matter slowly, what happened to His Royal Highness?" I sympathized with the butler's age, and I was not infected by his flustered emotions, but calmly asked the whole story.

"Oh, Mr. Qiu, it's like this. Because His Royal Highness lived in the cold palace in the early years, and the food he ate was not very good, he has always had stomach problems."

"It turned out that when Young Master Feng was alive, he was able to take His Royal Highness to eat meals on time, and he was in good health. But after Young Master Feng passed away, His Royal Highness suffered from anorexia..."

"Anorexia?" I frowned suspiciously, and questioned, "But I had a meal with His Royal Highness before, and he ate all of it."

Although Xie Yan's swallowing expression looked very reluctant, but it was true that he ate everything, and I saw it with my own eyes.

"That's because His Royal Highness is trying to be brave in front of Mr. Qiu, and he will spit it out behind Mr. Qiu's back!" The butler trembled with anger when he said this, "After a long time, this stomach will be broken, and it can't stand it at all. toss."

"Today, His Royal Highness was selecting counselors, and he missed dinner again. At night, the gastritis flared up, and he made a fuss in the middle of the night. I really had no choice but to find Mr. Qiu."

"But." With some hesitation on my face, I asked suspiciously, "I'm not an imperial physician, nor do I know medical skills, what can I do?"

"The imperial doctor has already invited me, and I have already prescribed medicine for the crown prince. The trouble is that His Royal Highness has developed a high fever and is unconscious. He keeps calling Mr. Feng's name and refuses to drink the medicine."

"We really can't do anything, we can only come to ask Mr. Qiu for help."

Although the housekeeper said it tactfully, I can understand the meaning behind the words. He came to me this trip because he wanted me as a substitute to act as Feng Jiuyue in front of Xie Yan, so that he could trick Xie Yan into drinking the medicine .

I didn't want to go, Xie Yan's life and death has nothing to do with me now, but I thought about it, Xie Yan is not clear-headed at this time, wouldn't it be easier for me to figure out the whereabouts of the engraved chapter?

By the way, I can also see how sick Xie Yan is, and whether there is a possibility that his brain will be burnt out. I just hope that he didn't really burn his brain out.If that's the case, it's no fun. I don't have any interest in revenge for fools.

When I thought of this, I nodded my head as a promise, and said to the housekeeper, "Housekeeper, I'll go in and change my clothes first, just wait for me for a while."

The housekeeper naturally had no reason not to follow, Huaixin brought me a lotus root pink autumn shirt, and put on a fox fur cloak for me, for fear that the dew would freeze me to death in the middle of the night, so I will give Xie Xing to me He hid the letter in the hidden crevice of his robe, and then followed the housekeeper to Xie Yan's room.

"Young Master Qiu, the medicine on the table is freshly brewed. You must let His Royal Highness drink it. The imperial doctor said that if he does not drink the medicine, the high fever will not go away, and I am afraid it will damage his sanity in the future."

"Young Master Qiu, His Royal Highness will trouble you to take care of you, and I will wait outside the door. If you have anything to do with Young Master Qiu, just order it."

The housekeeper gave a lot of detailed instructions with a sad face, and then retreated worriedly.

The candlelight in the room was dim, and the room was as quiet as a deep sea where the tide receded. The coldness and loneliness swept the whole room, only the bowl of dirty and thick black soup exuded a gentle mist. I walked towards Xie Yan's inner hall through memory Go, but there is no soft Persian blanket under your feet.

Back then I often stayed here, my body was weak, and I didn’t like to wear shoes, so I always caught wind and cold. Xie Yan had no choice but to move the Persian carpet from the Queen’s side, but now only the cold ground reflects the coldness. moonlight.

In the inner hall, only a dim yellow oil lamp was lit on the low table beside the bed, and the light moonlight crept into the room quietly, shining on Xie Yan's pale and haggard face.He seemed to be very ill, with thin sweat on his forehead, pain between his brows, and no blood on his thin lips. He was immersed in a nightmare, his breathing became deep and heavy, and he felt a feeling of suffocation. .

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness."

I called out softly a few times, but I didn't see Xie Yan open his eyes. Instead, my eyes were attracted by his clenched hands. Xie Yan's slender fingers curled up together, as if he was holding something important. What was it that made him sick and he didn't want to let go of it? Could it be the engraved | stamp?

Xie Yan, Xie Yan, you are so sick to this point, and you are still so obsessed with power, should I say that you are shrewd and invincible, or call you greedy for vanity and vulgar?

Thinking of this, I sneered and reached out to break his fingers.

His fingers are tightly clenched, as if a shabby household is guarding his only remaining treasure. I tried my best but couldn't open his hand, so I had to find another way to whisper softly in his ear , "Thank you, open your hand and let me see, okay?"

What I didn't expect was that my words would have an effect. Xie Yan's brows finally relaxed a little, and the hot air from his mouth fell on my face, causing me to feel strange itches. His lips were chapped due to not drinking for a long time. It was damaged and looked pitiful, and various babbles of unknown meaning came from his mouth, "Autumn...Autumn..."

Autumn?I didn't understand, and I didn't have the desire to pry into his weird mind, so I just focused on separating his fingers.

At this time, the moonlight moved forward and landed on his hand again. I blinked my eyes, and then I could barely see what he was holding tightly in his hand.

That is, the straw ring I took back from him.

When young and frivolous, people always like to make some vows that will collapse, such as rock-solid love, such as life and death together, such as unswerving companionship, I have done such stupid things before, I just think in my heart, As long as Xie Yan accepts this ring from me, he will be the only love in my life, unless I die, nothing will change.

I did keep my promise. Before I hanged myself, I hated the words of thanks. I wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh. I wanted to plunge a knife into his heart. I wanted him to taste all the deception and pain I had experienced. , I want him to have nothing like me.

However, until the moment I closed my eyes, I still hoped that everything was just a nightmare. I hoped that the person I loved didn't take advantage of me, didn't hurt my father, and didn't abandon me in the huge mansion, let me Fend for itself.

At the last moment of my life, I still love Xie Yan.

Obviously my love is a joke, how ridiculous it is, like an absurd comedy, but how tenacious it is, even accompanied by such strong and turbulent hatred, it still grows vigorously, like the never-fading sky big tree.

I once made a promise in my heart that to be Xie Yan's lifelong lover, I want to give him joy, I want him to smile always, and I want only me, Feng Jiuyue, to be reflected in his gray pupils.

Unfortunately, my life is too short.

I broke my promise.

In this life, I can only live for my father.

I made up my mind to pick the ring out from Xie Yan's fingers, but suddenly a hot hand grabbed my wrist.

I turned my head to look in horror, and saw that Xie Yan had sat up at some point, his whole body was burning hot, even his plain white face was stained red from the high fever, his phoenix eyes were blurred, as if holding Thin water mist, he looked at me fixedly, with indescribable grievances and hesitation in his eyes, his gray pupils were as clear as a child abandoned by the world.

He tightly clenched the ring in his hand and his five fingers, completely refusing to take advantage of me. His dry lips murmured for a while, but he didn't say a word. It was just that rain began to rain in his gray eyes, and it melted. Created an absurd and poignant glass world.

I used to be the person who held the umbrella, and I would be so anxious that I could not sleep all night because of every trace of Xie Yan's emotions, and my heart hurt, but now, I just clutched his lapel and said expressionlessly, "Since your highness is awake, Just drink your medicine."

But Xie Yan refused to cooperate, he firmly grabbed my wrist, buried his head on my chest arbitrarily, and kept calling me, "Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu..."

"You lied to me last time, and you didn't come again."

"Why lie to me?"

Xie Yan's repeated accusations made me frown impatiently. I never thought that since he would still remember the promise he made in Fengfu last time, he would instantly feel his head swell and have a terrible headache.

I tried to move Xie Yan's head away from me, but he was sick and kept approaching me like a high-temperature stove, like a big dog afraid of being abandoned by its owner, looking up from time to time with wet eyes I.

He was born extremely beautiful, but at this time his cheeks were flushed red, and he looked at people with that kind of obstinate and docile eyes, like a fragrant narcissus that has bloomed to the point of decay, making it difficult to say no to him.

I let out a long sigh, forced myself to calm down, and only asked him, "Take a good look at me, and see who I am."

Hearing this, he straightened up and came closer to look at me. His gray pupils were soaked in moonlight, and he felt a sense of being out of the world. He stared blankly for a while, then suddenly said, "You are my Xiaoqiu. "

Well, it seems that Xie Yan is completely confused, I made a conclusion in my heart, and wanted to get out of bed with a cold face and bring him the soup, but he tightly circled my waist, and even hated me He dragged me onto the bed, and held me in his arms like a doll, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"His Royal Highness, let me go."

"I'm Qiu Yunqing, not your Xiaoqiu."

After I finished speaking, Xie Yan hurriedly covered my mouth with his hand. The temperature in his hand was so hot that it almost scalded me, but he seemed to be trying to correct me.

"Who is Qiu Yunqing? Xiaoqiu is lying to me again."

He is clearly a sick person, but somehow he has the strength to press me, a healthy person, on the bed, and he is still looking down at me. His hot fingertips fell from between my forehead to the bridge of my nose, and then on my forehead. Unyielding lingering on my lips, my moist phoenix eyes were suddenly dyed with a blazing fire, and I realized that my clothes were unraveling in the struggle.

I was so panicked that I wanted to reach out to call, but Xie Yan pressed his hand, his beautiful face, which was as beautiful as a fairy, kept approaching me, and his scorching breath fell on my face like a breeze, I suppressed the nausea in my heart, just Tell yourself, it's like being bitten by a dog.

But the expected kiss did not fall, Xie Yan's body seemed to have reached its limit, he fell straight on me, and completely lost consciousness in the blink of an eye, I crawled out from under him with difficulty, and pointed my fingers in disgust To check his breath.

"I'm still alive." I unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, took the soup on the table and fed it to him. Fortunately, he has finished his fuss now and seemed very obedient, so I drank all the soup I fed.

After finishing all the things that can save the life of Xie Yan, I began to search for possible hiding places for the engraved | chapter in the room, and my eyes fell on the drawer in the desk.

It is not locked here. I roughly scanned the information inside, and found that it was all documents from officials, and there was nothing suspicious. When I turned to the bottom, I saw a letter that was more faint than other letters. On the rice paper, it is not the letters between officials, but the words of Xie Yan in thin gold script, with light ink marks, and it says:

"Let him go down to the west building under the bright moon." ① Commentary

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① Note: "Writing Love" by Li Yi in the Tang Dynasty

The water-stripe zhen ling thinks long and rests overnight.

Since then, I love Liang Ye without a heart, and let him go down to the west building with a bright moon.