The slightly dazzling light woke me up. Ling velvet was scattered on the floor. I put on my clothes and looked up to see Huangfu Zhi sitting at the desk. He just put down his pen and took a closer look at the bright yellow scroll. It should be an imperial edict.
When there was a movement, he raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and raised his hand to ask me to come to him. He walked around the coffee table, and before I could salute him, he put his arms around his waist and forced me to sit on his lap. Although we were already close to each other,
But the ambiguous gesture at this time already made me blush and struggle slightly.
"Your Majesty..." He wanted to say something, but his eyes fell on the vigorous fonts with black ink on a yellow background. They were two imperial edicts. The first one ordered the eldest prince to be named Huangfu Yubo and to be raised by Concubine Jin personally.
The second imperial edict was to order another expedition to the north of Saibei. The commander of the northern expedition was Ning Yuanjue. I accidentally saw Ning Yuanjue's handwriting next to him, and there were three words "Request for War" written on the side.
Thinking of Huangfu Hao's ambition and cunning, and thinking of Ning Yuanjue's injury, my heart was as sharp as a knife.
"Well, what do you want to say?" As if he was showing me the imperial edict on purpose, he slowly rolled up the edict, handed it to the eunuch, and then looked at me silently, with bottomless black eyes.
"Your Majesty, would you like to take your concubine to Wufeng Temple?" He turned his head and looked at the bright spring light outside the window. On the thriving green branches, a dead leaf was floating like a butterfly, and he sighed in his heart. Maybe he could leave early.
You will never see it fade.
"Okay, go now." He kissed my lips.
In his arms, he held the hairpin tightly in his sleeve, telling himself that everything was over and it was time to let go. Likewise, there should be an explanation for the people who passed away.
As for Ning Yuanjue, he has passed away, and there will be no me in his future.
Stepping onto the stone staircase of Huaiyuan Temple again, five emotions gathered in my heart. This time I felt more glory than ever before, but my mood was not as good as before.
Huangfu Zhi kept holding my hand. At the foot of the mountain, with my insistence, he held my hand and climbed step by step. The light and shadow were mottled on his face. The mountain flowers on the roadside were romantic, and he was picking flowers at his fingertips. The beauty was like
Jade.
When I walked to the door of Wufeng Nunnery, I hesitated whether or not Huangfu Zhi should go with me. After all, Wufeng Nunnery was regarded as an ominous place in the eyes of everyone. When I was wandering around, the door opened.
The nun who came out to greet us looked at Huangfu Zhi in surprise. After looking behind us, the guard in silk clothes with facial nerve necrosis immediately stood there in a daze, neither standing nor kneeling. Looking back at Huangfu Zhi, he smiled at me and pulled up his arms.
I opened the door with my hand and walked in. When I walked into Wufeng Temple, I saw the familiar tower, the cold temple, and the endless fallen leaves. Everything seemed desolate and quiet, as if the brightness of spring had never passed.
here.
Everything here felt indescribably familiar, but also seemed to be missing something. He stood on tiptoes and looked around, looking for Pingguang with a loud voice.
Huiming got the news and ran over in a hurry. Before she could salute or say anything, I asked, "Where is Pingguang?"
She immediately started to hesitate, her expression was hard to express, and a bad premonition immediately arose in her heart. She took a deep breath and said, "Where is Master Huici buried?" She pointed in the direction of the back mountain, looked at me, then bent down and looked at Huangfu Zhi.
His face was full of respect and flattery.
Looking in the direction of her finger, clouds and mist surged in the mountains, and the wind rustled the cypress trees. She looked sideways at Jingyuan who was dodging behind the corridor pillar. When we were fighting that day, Pingguang used a
Traces of being hit by a large spoon.
A round and round face appeared in front of her eyes. She smiled innocently, stir-fried tasteless vegetables with a big spoon on her hips, and knocked on the stove...
He glanced sideways at Huangfu Zhi and said, "Your Majesty, I know this is very presumptuous, but no matter what, I would like to ask Your Majesty to accompany me to the back mountain. A very important old friend is there, and I must go see her."
Today, Huangfu Zhi only wears casual clothes, a satin-embroidered cloak and a plain silk robe, but it cannot hide his natural kingly aura. He stands in the center like a branch of a tree, exuding bright splendor.
He nodded hesitantly, so the two of them walked towards the back mountain under the leadership of Huiming.