In early June, although the sun sets over the mountain, the cicadas on the branches are chirping more and more cheerfully, and the air is filled with oppressive heat.
Shi Rou squatted by the mirror lake and washed the blackened face.
At the end of the wash, she squatted alone in the darkness and fell into a daze.
The clear water droplets on my face were blown down by the evening breeze and even cooled me down.
Just when she was about to get up, she suddenly found a slender hand stretching out from beside her.
On the hand is a clean silk handkerchief with a crooked plum blossom on it.
There seems to be some words embroidered under the plum blossom.
The sky is too dark to tell clearly.
She took it and said with a smile: "Xiaowu, thank you."
"You're welcome."
The voice from behind made her freeze.
"Sir."
Then he turned around stiffly, and sure enough, it was Gu Mingxuan sitting in a wheelchair and looking at her calmly.
The diffuse black mist obscured his face and bright eyes that made people afraid to look directly, which made her feel a little more at ease.
"Why are you so afraid of me?"
He raised his eyebrows.
Shi Rou was stunned for a moment and shook her head quickly: "No, no, no, it's not fear."
She continued to stiffly wipe the water droplets on her face with the handkerchief he handed over.
While wiping, she suddenly knelt down and said, "Sir, although I have a grudge against Yun Xiu, I did not enter the Princess Mansion to take revenge with the help of the Princess Mansion's power.
Please believe me, sir."
Gu Mingxuan said helplessly: "Did I say anything?"
Seeing that she was still kneeling on the ground without answering, he said: "It just so happens that I also have a grudge against Yun Xiu.
Just take your grudge on me and don't provoke him easily."
She murmured: "The princess asked the slave to send him away."
"Then your method is too stupid."
He shook his head and smiled, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness, "Come here and push me for a walk along the lake."
Shi Rou thought for a while and slowly moved over without saying a word.
The night wind blew by, and the cool and pleasant smell came from his body, and every trace of it seemed to penetrate into the bottom of her heart.
"If you don't mind, can you tell me Mu'er's story?"
She was silent for a while, and Gu Mingxuan didn't push her.
After a while, I only heard her whisper: "I entered the palace with Mu'er.
She is dull and not good at words.
She is willing to hide and take care of her even when she suffers.
She is a good old person.
I was young at that time and was intrusive.
Mu'er took the blame for me and took care of me for a few years.
She took care of me for several years until the emperor had her hands and legs broken and she was driven out of the palace."
"I was worried, so I sneaked out of the palace to see her.
But when I saw her," she couldn't continue.
She squatted on the ground and covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying.
Gu Mingxuan sighed, turned around and patted her shoulder to comfort her.
"She collapsed in a ruined temple.
Four or five big men were taking turns.
I didn't dare to rush up to her, so I had to go back to find someone.
But when I led people back to the ruined temple, I found that Mu'er had already died.
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She had committed suicide by biting her tongue. of" Gu Mingxuan was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "My condolences."
Shi Rou cried so hard that it felt like the sky had fallen.
She seemed to be depressed and had never cried so happily for a long time.
For so many years, she has been wandering alone, being her own backbone.
But she was already deeply tired.
She slowly leaned on his lap and cried, but she felt extremely peaceful inside.
Let her be selfish at this moment.
Gu Mingxuan patted her shoulder without leaving his hand.
He really didn't know how to comfort people.
However, what he didn't notice was that on the other side of the mirror lake, a man in white stood quietly, with long skirt and long hair flying in the wind.
I don't know how long I have been standing in the wind and dew.
"Princess, please kill me, kill me."
The porcelain bowl fell to the ground, making a clear cry.
Ning Yan shook her head and looked at him, her eyes gradually turning red.
"A-Chan, A-Chan," she hugged her body that was spasming violently due to pain, "I'm sorry, sister, I'm sorry for you."
"Sister, it hurts so much."
Her face was pale, her face was full of tears, and her eyes and lips were purple.
"No, I'm not Ning Chan.
I'm Qing Luan.
Princess, I'm Qing Luan.
Why does it have to be so painful to recognize you?"
She clutched Ning Yan's clothes tightly and cried out.
Ning Yan hugged her tightly, Qingluan was such an innocent and cheerful girl, she would be sincerely worried about her.
Afraid that she would catch cold, afraid that she would be sad, afraid that she would be easily beaten to the point where all she was thinking about was her little girl.
After a long time, the person in his arms gradually calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.
She covered her with the quilt gently, but when she got up, she only felt dizzy.
When he was about to fall to the ground, he was held up by a pair of strong hands.
Looking up, there was a pair of worried eyes.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?
You look ugly."
Opposite him was Luo Hua, who was dressed in black and had a long sword on his waist.
She smiled weakly and shook her head: "It's okay, just take good care of A-chan."
She seemed to have used all her strength to stand up, holding on to the door and window and walking out.
Walking to the edge of Jinghu Lake, Xiaowu was plowing the soil and fertilizing the peach blossom forest.
The splendid peach blossom forest, with white butterflies flying around, made her feel suddenly in a trance.
She felt her energy and blood surge, and it took a long time for her to calm down.
"Xiao Wu."
She greeted.
"What's wrong with the princess?"
"Prepare the car and follow me into the palace."
"Princess, it's already past noon.
Do you want to go now?"
"Um."
"Then don't inform the adults."
"Who is the princess?"
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She glanced at him helplessly, "Go quickly, I'll wait for you at the back door."
Xiaowu hurriedly ran to get ready, but she was exhausted and managed to hold on to a peach blossom tree.
Raising his hand, there was a crumpled piece of paper with blurred handwriting in his palm.
She smiled bitterly.
There were some things that she had to go to the palace to find out, otherwise she would never feel at ease.
On a June day, the sun was shining brightly, and the carriage stopped outside the palace gate as usual.
As soon as Xiao Wu helped her enter the palace gate, a strange little eunuch came to greet her.
He said with a flattering smile: "Your Highness, the emperor has asked me to wait here for a long time."
He turned around and greeted behind him, and a small sedan chair with four people came slowly over.
"Princess, please get on the sedan chair."
Ning Yan said coldly: "I can just walk over."
After saying that, she waved her sleeves and walked around the sedan chair towards the palace.
The little eunuch turned around to greet the bearer of the sedan chair, and then hurried up to persuade him: "Princess, the emperor said, the weather is hot and the princess should be careful about getting heatstroke.
You'd better get on the sedan chair."
Ning Yan suddenly stopped and sneered at him: "Whatever decision I make, I don't need you as a slave to interfere.
Get out of here."
Her words were loud and clear, but in this hot June day, they made the little eunuch angry.
Covered in cold sweat.
He didn't dare to speak any more and just left in a hurry.
Ning Yan swayed a little, and Xiao Wu quickly supported her and said worriedly: "Princess, you are not in good health, so you should go in a sedan chair."
"Shut up."
Sweat streaked down her forehead, but she still pursed her lips and walked stubbornly.
Big drops of sweat oozed from his head, and he felt that his whole body was alternately hot and cold, making him feel dizzy.
Just after taking a few steps, his vision went dark and he fainted on the ground
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