Defu came in with a teapot, then quietly walked out with a slight smile, and stopped Lan Zihui who was about to come in.
As the days passed, Ling Shiqi's worry increased day by day. He was injured for himself, and now he didn't even know his life or death. Qi Zi felt very unhappy. As soon as Xuan Yi left the house, Defu's life and death depended on it.
In her hands, her freedom was invisibly firmly held by Xuan Yi.
On this day, Qi Zi found Xuan Yi. Unexpectedly, he was actually reviewing the memorials. He came so far and still carried the memorials. Is he considered a good emperor? Standing beside him was Defu. Seeing Qi Zi come in, he bowed slightly and asked Xuan Yi.
Yi raised his head and glanced at Qi Zi, then lowered his head again and picked up another memorial to read.
Xu Jiu asked: "Is something wrong?"
Qi Zi said softly: "I want to go out."
Xuan Yi picked up the pen and wrote something on the memorial, and then two words popped out: "No."
"Why?"
"If you want to go out to see Ling Shiqi, stop dreaming, I won't let you go see him."
"What's wrong with going to see him? He was hurt because of me, shouldn't I go to see him?"
"Don't mention other men in front of me. Even if he dies, I won't allow you to see him." Xuan Yi said loudly.
Qi Zi asked angrily: "How long are you going to lock me up?"
Unexpectedly, Xuan Yi said: "I will lock you up until you come back with me."
"You..." Qi Zi was so angry that he was speechless and walked away.
Xuan Yi closed the memorial and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Defu asked, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
"It's okay. You go and follow my mother-in-law. Don't let her run around."
"According to the decree."
Watching the sunset, Qi Zi was extremely depressed. Do she really want to go back with him? No, no, she can't go back with him. She was so disgusted with everything in the palace, and she managed to escape. If she went back, wouldn't it be...
Back to the past?
In the evening, Defu brought Xuan Yi's change of clothes and put them in the cabinet. Qi Zi followed him curiously, but unexpectedly two things fell from the clothes room. A piece of white brocade silk, and - there was another person who was too familiar.
A familiar purse.
The moment she fixed her eyes, she thought she had seen it wrong, so she quickly picked it up and looked at it carefully. Her eyes were moist, and she asked softly: "Eunuch De, where did this come from?"
Defu turned around, looked at the purse in Qi Zi's hand in surprise and said, "Mother, this...this...slave..."
"Has the emperor gone to find him? Tell me quickly." Tears had already fallen from his eyes, and Defu was frightened and at a loss.
"Empress, the emperor went to see Mr. Liu, but the emperor did not do anything to Mr. Liu. He just went to inquire about the whereabouts of the empress." Defu said timidly.
"Then where did this come from?" Qi Zi asked, picking up his purse.
"This is what Mr. Liu gave to the emperor. He said that there is a peace charm in it, but it will help the emperor to come to the emperor as soon as possible."
The heart was broken again, and the numb forgetfulness came to life again. Qi Zi sneered: "Humph, he is really kind." A teardrop fell on the purse, and the tears splashed everywhere, like rain hitting the water.
"Mother, are you okay?" Defu asked carefully.
"You go out, I want to be alone for a while." Qi Zi said, sitting on a chair nearby.
"yes."
The night was unusually quiet. Qi Zi held the purse and recalled the scene of handing it to Liu Zhongwen. A few words lingered in his ears for a long time and could not be dispersed. But what is the use of a faded promise? What is forever, what is forever, and the feelings given are not
I took it back when I said it would be taken back.
What to do with a painful memory now? It's better to throw it away. She got up and walked to the window, opened the window, and raised it high. There were ten thousand thoughts in her mind that she was about to throw away, she was about to throw it away, but it was just like her heart.
They were tied together, as if their hands were glued together, and finally they returned to their original positions and sat down because they couldn't bear to do anything.
She noticed the square of brocade silk on the ground, slowly picked it up, and spread it in her hands. Her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't breathe. The brocade silk was the same as the stitches on the purse, which meant that it was embroidered by herself, but why didn't she have any impression of it?
Maybe I made a mistake. Some people learn their own embroidery techniques, but the way they like to tie knots on the embroidery threads cannot be learned by others. This is Xuan Yi's thing. When did I embroider something for Xuan Yi, and also embroidered it?
She lost her favorite Phalaenopsis. This was impossible, impossible. She tried hard to recall every detail after entering the palace, but there was no moment related to this brocade silk. Suddenly, she had a splitting headache, and some strange things flashed through her mind.
Excerpt: A woman handed a man this brocade silk, and the man held the woman tightly in his arms...
"Ah——." His brain couldn't bear it anymore, Qi Zi yelled and fainted on the ground.
Xuan Yi heard Defu talking about the purse and brocade silk, and was coming along the way. Hearing the scream again, he rushed up, opened the door urgently, and saw Qi Zi lying on the ground. He hugged her hurriedly
He got up and put it on the bed and ordered: "Go get the Ningshen tea."
"According to the order." Defu hurriedly went out.
Qi Zi was trembling all over, holding the square brocade silk and purse tightly in her hands. Xuan Yi held her in his arms again, hugged her tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, calm down, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Qi Zi vaguely felt that she was in someone's arms. The temperature was so familiar and the feeling was so reliable. She wanted to open her eyes to take a look, but her eyelids seemed to be pressed by a thousand kilograms of weight and she could not open them no matter what.
With no fear and no memory, she reached out and hugged Xuan Yi tightly. At that moment, she hoped to last forever.
The next day, as usual, when she fell asleep, Xuan Yi was no longer around. She didn’t remember how she fell asleep last night. She only remembered the brocade silk and the purse. By the way, where was the brocade silk and the purse? She remembered that she was tightly
What she was holding in her hands was now empty. She opened the quilt and looked everywhere.
Xuan Yi came in and asked, "What are you looking for?"
Qi Zi walked up to him and said, "Where is my purse?"
Xuan Yi was a little angry. She only remembered the purse. She didn't want Qi Zi to look away and continued: "And the square silk."
Then he took it out from his arms and said, "You want to keep it like that?"
Looking at the brocade silk and purse in Xuan Yi's hand, Qi Zi asked tentatively: "Did I embroider that brocade silk?"
"Of course." Xuan Yi replied firmly, making Qi Zi even more confused.
"But I don't remember that I embroidered it and gave it to you."
Xuan Yi walked aside and sat down and said, "Why, do you regret it now? There are many things you don't remember. I'll ask again, which one do you want?"
Looking at the brocade silk and purse that Xuan Yi put on the table, tears flowed down again. She once thought that she would not be moved by anything, but a small purse could make her tears burst like a lake bursting its banks.
Seeing the hesitant Qi Zi, Xuan Yi understood how she felt in her heart. He was also sad, knowing how difficult it was for her to make a choice. One was an old lover, the other was wishful thinking. She didn't want to choose either of them, but she couldn't.
There is a trace of reluctance to give up.
Xuan Yi stood up and walked to the window. Looking into the distance, a bird flew out of the Hancui Pavilion on the shore of the lake.
After a while, Defu came in and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, I have a guest who wants to see you."
"We have a guest? Who is it?" Xuan Yi turned around and asked.
"I don't know, this servant is a female guest. She is at the gate of Youyuan. She said she wants to see the empress."
Xuan Yi glanced at Qi Zi for a long time before saying, "Let her in."
"According to the order." Defu stepped back.
Why would someone come to see her here? Qi Zi found that she was wearing obscene clothes and quickly walked into the screen to find some clothes to wear.