When An Zhisu returned to the palace, everything seemed to be peaceful. No one noticed that the tiger chess was lost, and no one found anything wrong. Probably because the tiger chess itself was not a commonly used thing, and nothing major happened now, so no one went there.
Pay attention to it, right? A person as conceited as Luo Xiao would not run around every day to see if Tiger Chess was still there. Thinking about it, An Zhisu felt that he was being too preoccupied.
A letter has been sent to the Queen Mother, and all she has to do now is wait for the opportunity.
There is still no news from Luo Yao. Maybe he is too busy with official duties. An Zhisu comforted himself. Besides, he no longer has any qualifications to be with him. However, he will still miss his appearance and his gentle and jade-like person unconsciously.
intonation.
As the sun set, An Zhisu walked around in the yard boredly. She never thought that life in ancient times would be so boring. There was no TV, no mobile phone, no computer. She had no choice but to entertain herself out of boredom. She looked forward to the time passing by quickly. If the little devil was here,
You can also play with him. I wonder if the little devil is obedient and has learned to miss her mother. Every time she thinks of the little devil, she will unconsciously fill her face with a happy and satisfied smile. She finally has her own family, the only one in her past and present lives.
relatives.
In the far corner, he was still wearing a purple robe, and those bright smiles seemed to have really melted into his heart.
An Zhisu was spinning in circles, and with a pop, a gray pigeon landed at her feet, raising dust on the ground. The pigeon cooed as it walked towards An Zhisu. An Zhisu squatted down, and it was still just
It cooed and had no intention of flying away.
An Zhisu thought it was injured, so he grabbed the pigeon and looked it up and down. There was no scar. Then he looked at the pigeon's right leg. There was a small bamboo tube tied to it. In the bamboo tube, there was a piece of paper. He unfolded the paper and there was a line written on it.
Small print: If you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget her. If you miss her, you will miss her like crazy.
An Zhisu pouted, it turns out that the ancients could be so romantic and use pigeons to express love, but the little pigeon seems to have lost its way! Fortunately, you fell into my hands, otherwise you would have become a braised squab. An Zhisu caressed the pigeon's head
Feather said: "Don't delay your becoming a matchmaker!"
After thinking about it, An Zhisu decided to put the note back, found some food to feed the pigeon, and then let it go.
The purple figure looked a little desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The next day, it was still the same. The pigeon flew to An Zhisu's feet in the evening. An Zhisu was funny. This stupid pigeon got lost again! Driven by curiosity, An Zhisu took out a note and wrote another love poem:
When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
On the third day, the pigeon flew on time. An Zhisu was now sure that this was not an accident. Was the pigeon really stupid or was it intentional? If it was intentional, who would be the person who sent the message? Luo Yao?
According to her understanding of Luo Yao, he would not use pigeons to send messages. Besides, there is a more secret and safer way to send messages between them. This stupid pigeon walking through the palace is too ostentatious. Then who else could
Woolen cloth?
An Zhisu frowned. This time, she took out the note and put the dove back.
Finally, on the fourth day, when the pigeon flew to An Zhisu's yard, the purple figure also pushed the wheelchair into the yard. An Zhisu picked up the pigeon and skillfully pulled out the note. Before it could be unfolded, the note was taken away by a strong wind.
"The sorrow of separation is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water." A cold voice, which can even read love poems with murderous intent, An Zhisu shuddered, turned around slowly, Luo Xiao's eyebrows were knitted together, "It's very touching.
!You shameless woman! How dare you send messages of adultery to other men while you are in the palace!"
"This is not mine!" An Zhisu looked at Luo Xiao. Although she was a little afraid of his cruelty, she would never let others accuse her wrongly. She looked at Luo Xiao and said word by word: "No matter you
Believe it or not, this is not mine!"
Luo Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and gathered his energy to create a bright light: "It's not yours, but it flies into your yard every day?"
He threw the note out casually, waved his right hand, and the note broke into several pieces and scattered on the ground in the wind.
"You spy on me!" An Zhisu's tone was low, and there was an inexplicable sourness in his heart that he was not trusted. He was relieved for a moment. Although she was his concubine, she and he were already at odds with each other, so why should he trust her.
"I'm just passing by." Speaking of surveillance, Luo Xiao actually wanted to refute. He stayed in that corner for a while every day. At first, he had the idea of surveillance, but later it became a habit. He was used to watching that indifferent person in this corner.
The purple figure danced with the wind, just like the freedom he once wanted. He also wanted to live as he pleased, but he was burdened with too much hatred and responsibility, so he had to be indifferent and abandon distracting thoughts. His eyes focused again and he said fiercely: "
Every time I pass by, I see this little thing flying to you, don’t tell me it’s a coincidence!”
An Zhisu did not speak, but looked directly at Luo Xiao.
Luo Xiao was struck by her silence and the pure sting in her eyes. He pushed his wheelchair close to An Zhisu, reached out to grab the pigeon, broke its neck, and threw it in front of An Zhisu: "If I let this king see you misbehaving again,
, your fate will be the same as it!"
After Luo Xiao walked away, An Zhisu knelt down silently, held the dove in both hands, and shed tears.
"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Chuying came out of the room after hearing the quarrel, but only saw An Zhisu crying silently.
An Zhisu shook his head, wiped away his tears and said: "It's okay, it's just that I don't know whose pigeon it belongs to, it's too innocent..."
"It's not like your character to shed tears for this, Princess? What's wrong with you?" Chuying asked anxiously.
An Zhisu was also asking herself what was wrong. She was not a crybaby, but the scene where Luo Xiao killed the pigeon clearly showed her that Chengyao was ruthless, stubborn and indifferent. She once raised a
She only had a pigeon for fun, but she was discovered by Chengyao. Chengyao said that she had lost her ambition by playing with things, and he did the same thing. He broke the pigeon's neck and threw it in front of her. This moment was so similar, as if it was happening again yesterday.
She really misses Chengyao so much.
Chengyao, where are you? Sometimes she even suspected that the reincarnation of the little white beast was just to perfunctory her, so that she, a person who strayed into other eras, would have something to look forward to, a thought, so that she could stay with peace of mind.
But why can't she be allowed to live a peaceful life as an ordinary person? She finally got rid of her identity as a killer and got involved in this endless royal struggle. Luo Yao, Luo Xiao, Cheng Yao, and An Zhisu Yue
Getting more and more confused...
Chuying helped An Zhisu enter the room and helped her wash and lie down. When she left, An Zhisu smelled a faint fragrance.