That night Baihuangyi lay quietly and silently, with the warm body behind her falling into a deep sleep. She was the only one left with her empty eyes open and silent, listening to the sad and low voice of the rain hitting the glass outside.
I don’t know how many phoenix flowers have fallen as the night has passed.
As he said, she was his wife, and it was normal to sleep in the same bed, so he would stay here every night after that, sleeping peacefully with his body getting colder and colder, but he disappeared, and the light in her eyes gradually dissipated.
, like a withered tree withered, losing its soul
What cannot be escaped and cannot be forgotten is the gentleness of his breath, the throbbing of love, which was invented as early as the time they first met. His pair of dark eyes were filled with infatuation, causing her to have a hangover in which she forgot her dignity and freedom.
Her pride is buried in the well where the phoenix flowers are floating, and she will never be able to find her again.
Just because my body is dyed with his totem, I will live forever
Occasionally, Chensha would feel sorry for her gradually cold fingertips and corners of her lips. The weather was getting hotter, but she continued to lose body temperature inexplicably. Even if she was in his hot arms all night, she still couldn't get rid of it. When she asked the imperial doctor, she knelt down in fear.
No one knew the reason. When he asked Qiwu, he only got a faint smile of confusion.
I slowly got a bad feeling
In the hottest summer, she could only sit in the courtyard wearing a thick sable fur, bathing in the moonlight at night, like a piece of cool white frost in the fragrant and fragrant sky.
"Is the phoenix flower about to wither again?"
He bent down and held the dull-looking head in his arms: "How could it be? Summer has just begun, and there is still a long time."
"No, it's almost over." Bai Huangyi suddenly smiled and said
That smile was inexplicably desolate, and it made Chensha more heartbroken than the shocking look back at him when he jumped off the cliff. It seemed... as if she was leaving again, leaving him alone and lonely.
"Don't think nonsense, it's just a cold syndrome. It will get better after some time."
"Cinsha, after I die, I will be buried under this phoenix tree."
"...Stop talking nonsense"
In fact, both he and she knew that it was not a coquettish act to gain pity. When thin frost-like ice crystals began to appear on her skin, things had already moved in an irreversible direction.
"Wait a minute." He squeezed his cold and weak hands tightly, turned around and jumped straight to the branch. The phoenix flower that bloomed the most brilliantly fell safely into his palm. It was as red as fire under the moonlight and he held it close to his hand.
On the tip of her nose: "Hold it before it withers, and your illness will definitely be cured."
She refused to answer, but looked at him sadly, asking him the same question over and over again: "Who is it for?"
If it's for Qinghui, she shouldn't pick it up; if it's for her... it's just a dream
He once thought that she was colder and stronger than Qinghui, so he deliberately ignored her. But now the woman he saw was as fragile as a phantom, which would break at any time even if he didn't touch it.
Such a question that makes him heartbroken
In this way, the woman he can't let go of
The moon is sinking in the west water, the blue wind is getting cooler, and the red petals of half a tree are falling, and for a while, the clothes and sleeves are filled with fragrance.
"I only hope that as time goes by, there will still be people who remember who under this tree swore to stay with each other for three lives, life and death." He sat on the floor next to her, closed his eyes and rested his pillow in her hands, "Yelan Emperor Chensha, Queen, White Phoenix Clothes
"
No makeup for a moment, tears fell like rain
When she prepared to end this life with all her heart and soul, she finally got the answer she had been waiting for until her death.
Raising his hand, almost frozen tears flowed down his fingers. He stared intently at her pure and incomparable smile. He fell in love with that look. He would rather fall in love with the world again, even if it was just a drunken dream.
It's just a mirage, so unreal that it seems like it never happened
"Destined for three lifetimes, live up to this life"
"As long as you are well, I am willing to forget each other."
Crying and laughing, she knows that she will die soon