Ai Min of Fomalhaut's Self-written Book

?It was dusk when I went back. Under the twilight of the setting sun, the tired birds return to the forest, and the shadow of the Red River is heavy.

Cong Zhan was waiting for me sitting on the small chair in front of the garden full of flowers. Seeing that I was back, he hurriedly stepped forward and took my hand and said, "Min'er, where have you been these two days? I haven't seen you anywhere, do you know me?" Send someone to find it?"

I looked into his eyes and just said: "Concubine Li Chen is dead."

"Concubine Li Chen?"

It seems that the title has not been confirmed yet, I explained: "Li Shunrong."

Cong Zhan's gaze dimmed instantly, flickering like a candle being blown by the wind, "You went to the mausoleum with the emperor? Did you tell him?"

My heart skipped a beat, and I just asked: "You also know that the emperor is not in the palace these few days?"

Cong Zhan was noncommittal, "It is estimated that the palace is upside down now. The Empress Dowager has ordered the exits of various places to be blocked, and only the entrances and exits of the capital are kept, just to watch the emperor return to Beijing." , what does the emperor plan to do?"

"What can I do? I can only pretend that I don't know anything, and deal with it first." I hesitated, and said, "My little brother and that so-called queen mother always have to fall out, and the queen mother won't be able to fight him."

I looked at the boundless sky and said movedly: "At that time, your life in the court will be much easier, no, at that time, with the consent of the little brother, you can stay away from the court. A place where there is no competition in the world, poetry and books are wasted."

Cong Zhan hugged me tightly and said in a deep voice, "I hope so."

Another two months passed, and in May, the flowers bloomed like drunk, filling the sky and the ground.

Today is Grain Grain, and Cong Zhan came to accompany me early.

Many people knew about his and Zhao Qianlian's affairs. Everyone only thought that Zhao Qianlian didn't like Cong Zhan, she had her own heart, and would rather go back to her mother's house than Zhao's house. Cong Zhan also felt that the time was almost up, so he didn't care about anything else, and came to accompany me every few days.

Because today is Eargrass, the Temple of Flowers in the south of the city is full of girls holding flower baskets of various colors, and there are small and exquisite things woven with flower branches and wicker hanging on the branches of the trees.

We went all the way south along Yujie Street, crossed the Jiukongzhou Bridge, and came to Granny Cao's meat pie shop to eat some meat pies.

I have been here before, when the old man saw us, he said: "You two haven't come to me for a while, where have you been?"

I thought about it and said with a smile, "I went to Jiangnan, and it took me so long to come back."

After all, he peeked at him with a soft smile from the corners of Zhan's eyes and brows. He lowered his head and took a sip of tea without speaking.

The old man smiled and said, "Go to Jiangnan? Is the young master working there now?"

I nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Well, now we live in the south of the Yangtze River, in three or two small houses. I grow orchids, and he just writes some experiments when he is free."

I lied without blushing, this is the future I longed for with him, so simple and simple.

"The girl should be worried about the rich and the idle, and even the officials will be jealous." The smile on the old man's face stretched out layer by layer, and he laughed.

Cong Zhan lowered his head to help me tear the meatloaf with chopsticks, and said softly, "Yes, but don't worry it's like a dream."

After eating the cake, we came to the bamboo forest again.

It's a bamboo forest, because Cong Zhan has planted so many flower trees, and there are delicate flowers everywhere, it's better to say it's a flower forest.

It was almost April, and the sun stained with rosy clouds was blowing the sweet and fragrant fragrance of flowers and trees when they were mature, which made people feel refreshed.

Cong Zhan leaned leisurely on a piece of bluestone, holding the jade flute handed down from generation to generation, and played a song for me.

His lake-colored robe has simple lines, and is gently rolled up by the wind with the fragrance of flowers. The sound of the flute slowly wanders in the bamboo forest, as soft and quiet as floating light. In the sound of the flute, it seems that even time has stopped Without the flow, everything sleeps peacefully and happily in it.

As soon as the sound of the flute fell, clusters of flowers fell from under a flowering tree, and a figure in plain clothes and white robes flashed past.

I smiled and said, "Cong Zhan, look at how well you blow, even pedestrians can't help but stop."

Cong Zhan touched my hair and smiled, "It can be seen that you are very lucky. You are the only one who can hear me, Zhao Congzhan, playing for it."

Holding hands and looking at each other for a while, I glanced out of the corner of my eye, a jade pendant-like thing fell under the flower tree, and hurriedly said to Cong Zhan: "That man seems to have dropped something under the tree, let's go and see Let's see."

It is indeed a jade pendant, with a transparent jade color, engraved with gorgeous patterns on the top, and a long tassel hanging from the bottom.

I measured the jade pendant carefully for a while, and couldn't help but wonder: "The material of this jade is high-quality, and the engraving is exquisite and ingenious. I don't know which rich and noble son lost it."

"Let me see." Cong Zhan took the jade pendant, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but change his face.

"What's the matter?" I saw that his face was not right, and asked quickly.

"...This jade belongs to the current emperor." Cong Zhan hesitated for a while, then said slowly.

"Oh? Little brother's?" I hurriedly took the jade and looked left and right. It was a high-quality jade, but I didn't see the slightest bit of "it belonged to the emperor".

"Jade can be divided into nephrite and hard jade, and the best is nephrite. Among nephrite, Hetian jade from the bitter and cold frontier is the most precious and rare. This kind of jade is even the most famous prince and minister in Kyoto. None, only a piece of precious Hetian jade was tributed to Song Dynasty by the leader of the frontier competition last year. I was lucky enough to witness it, but I never thought it would be carved into the jade pendant that is now worn on the emperor's body." Cong Zhanyou said to himself, his eyes were a little bleak .

I wondered: "Then you can tell from this that the little brother is wearing it? He doesn't like these, so maybe he will give them to others, I don't know."

Cong Zhan let out a breath, and his lowered eyelashes cast a moon-shaped crow color on his cheeks, "Can you smell it, is there any smell on this jade pendant?"

I lowered my head and sniffed hard, and there really was a faint fragrance, like the fragrance of lilies, a faint wisp.

"This is an incense that can only be used in the imperial palace. It is called ambergris. It can make jade pendants stained with fragrance. It must be a person who has kept in ambergris for a long time, and can wear this jade pendant and be able to stay in the smell of ambergris for a long time. , who else but the current emperor?" Cong Zhan's voice was full of sadness.

"So what if it's the little brother's?" I lightly smoothed his slightly frowned brows for him, and said with a smile, "Why do you dislike him so much? You are unhappy every time you mention him?"

Gently caressing my temples with Cong Zhan's fingers, his voice was a little sour: "Min'er, think about it, why doesn't he want to come to see us when he's here? Instead, he wants to run away?"

"Escape?" I laughed, "Maybe he saw us together, and he slipped away quietly because of embarrassment."

"Okay, then why does he look for you every now and then, why does he secretly follow you when he knows you and I are together?" Cong Zhan's tone was a little cold, and there was deep ink in his eyes.

I've never seen him so angry before, he thought he cared too much about me, and hurriedly said: "Why do you always think in the wrong direction? He and I are just siblings, nothing else, Cong Zhan, you Don't overthink it."

"Min'er", Cong Zhan held my shoulder, forcing me to be firmly in his gaze, his voice was deep, and his eyes were also deep, "Min'er, think about it, you are usually unrestrained with the emperor If you call him little brother, has he ever called you sister?"

The breeze in the forest came slowly, and his clothes blew slightly, and the shoulder he held was a little painful because of his force, I said softly: "Cong Zhan, if you are afraid, then I will come tomorrow Show my heart to my little brother, if he really admires me, I will say that I want to go home, and he can do nothing, if he has no intentions, then it is very likely to fulfill you and me, and then we can go wherever we want OK, okay?"

The warm and cold wind gently brushed on the top of the skin, there was a cool touch, Cong Zhan was silent for a long time, then embraced me in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Ming'er, don't blame me for being paranoid. Test, I really have to think more, have to guard against."