Sitting like this, hugging the quilt, I don't feel the change of time. From early morning to sunset, I am just unaware of the changes in light and shadow.WWW.tsxsw.COM
Such silence froze in the hurried pace of time. Huanbi was worried, so she had to carefully and apologetically say: "Miss, did I say the wrong thing?"
I just shook my head, "No."
Huanbi was so anxious that she almost cried, "If I do something wrong, the lady will just beat me and scold me. Don't be sulky alone."
I shook my head slowly, "Huanbi, I'm not angry with you, I just want to think about something quietly."
Huanbi didn't dare to speak anymore, she just sat quietly beside me with her hands down, looking worried and pitiful.
The sky gradually darkened. Huanbi had no choice but to tell Xuanqing, so she got up and lit the candles one by one, and sat down next to me again. The dark red flames danced quietly in the warmth.
In the air, there seemed to be a weak and struggling heart.
I only heard the sound of slight footsteps. I turned around and saw Xuan Qing coming in. I didn't want him to know what I was thinking, so I gathered my energy, leaned over with a smile and said, "Why are you coming here at this time?"
Have you had dinner?"
He smiled: "I just returned to the palace and used it in the palace."
I smiled and said, "I can go to the palace and walk around. It shows that my health is almost better."
He patted his shoulder and laughed: "It's been a rare illness for many years, but now I'm fine." He looked around and asked, "How is your stay at Xiao Xian Guan?"
I teased him and said, "I keep asking you this way when I come back. If you don't bother me, I will. I'll just say it again, Xiao Xian Guan is very good."
He had very good eyesight, and when he caught a glimpse of the untouched food I placed on the desk in front of him, he couldn't help but ask, "Why haven't you eaten anything? Does the food not suit your appetite?"
Huanbi was about to speak when I smiled and said, "It's not that it's not to my liking, it's just that I feel it's greasy on my tongue and I'm too lazy to eat. Leave it alone for now. I'll eat it naturally when I'm hungry."
Xuan Qing frowned slightly, as if coaxing a child, and said: "If your tongue is greasy, just ask the kitchen to make something light, just to trouble your appetite. How can you get better if you eat less."
He turned to Huanbi and told Huanbi: "Go and ask the kitchen to make some more light and refreshing dishes, just go with some white porridge. I'll eat something with your lady."
I hurriedly went to stop him and said, "Why go to all this trouble? I can't eat it. It would be troublesome for the prince to make arrangements like this."
But he gathered his clothes and sat down, asked Ah Jin to bring a small round table of pear wood to my bed, and said with a smile: "The food we ate in the palace just now was just an empty meal, and we were not full. Now I invite my wife to accompany me.
Let me eat some together to fill my stomach."
I knew that he wanted me to eat something, and it was hard to refuse. So I had to smile and said, "There are no delicacies in the palace, so I have to rush to the cooling terrace to use some."
"
He didn't explain, he just smiled and said, "I was just thinking about it."
Huanbi went out in response. Xuanqing didn't say much, and just picked out the things I liked. I said, "It's not very popular outside, so the prince doesn't have to rush back and forth all the time." He turned to look out the window, "Jinxi is alone here."
I don’t know what’s going on in the mountains.”
He smiled and said, "I just went to see Jinxi when I came here. Everything is fine. She only thinks about you." He also mentioned Jinxi's situation alone in the mountains, and he had already ordered people to send charcoal, food, clothing and food. I nodded and deeply appreciated him.
He was very careful and thoughtful, so the two of them turned on the lamp and faced each other. I listened carefully, and there seemed to be a loud singing voice coming from the window, but it was the sound of a woman singing gracefully.
I listened for a while and said with a smile: "It seems to be singing "Midnight Song". Is it the singers from Qingliangtai?"
The corners of his lips twitched slightly, eliciting a faint and warm smile, and he said softly: "The Songs of the Four O'clock in the Midnight are sung according to the four seasons. I always order the maids at the Qingliang Terrace to sing in response to the scenery of the four seasons.
Now in winter, what they sing is winter songs."
I couldn't help but smile happily, "Only the prince can do such an elegant thing." I chanted slowly in response to the lines they sang, "The ice in the abyss is three feet thick, and the snow covers thousands of miles. I
My heart is like a pine and cypress, how can your love be the same? There is no one walking around, and I brave the cold to look for each other. If you don’t believe in the time, just look at the traces on the snow. Cold birds cling to the tall trees, and the dry forest sings in the sad wind. We are exhausted for joy, how can we get it?
Good looks.1…”
His smile stretched like the spring sunshine, and seemed to have the fresh and straight breath of magnolia grandiflora, which put me in a trance. He said slowly: "There are seventeen winter songs, and these are only the first three."
I listened carefully, and it seemed that the singers were just singing in the distance. Their voices were not loud, but delicate and lingering, as if silver threads were winding up, and the charm was endless, slowly pouring into my heart. However, those singers sang melodiously and repeatedly.
Sing, but only these three songs.
I felt slightly confused and said, "Why do you only sing these few songs and don't sing any more?"
He shook his head, his expression flickered like a flame, and dimmed slightly, but he just smiled and said nothing.
Huanbi happened to come in and said with a smile: "The dishes are ready, let the young lady and the prince have a taste."
But it was four-color side dishes, chicken marrow and bamboo shoots, water shield soup, asparagus, a dish of Fujian meat floss, and a plate of dim sum rose sauce. The white porridge was piping hot and steaming white. Xuanqing smiled at Huanbi and said, "You are very thoughtful."
Huanbi's expression moved slightly, and she suddenly smiled, like two pink spring flowers blooming, and said: "Yes. Asparagus and Fujian pork floss are the prince's favorites, so he asked the kitchen to prepare them." On her face
She blushed slightly, but then remained calm and composed: "I mentioned Cai Lan once."
Xuan Qing, however, seemed not to have heard anything and only said: "Your lady likes chicken marrow, bamboo shoots and water shield soup very much, and these two things are the most unappetizing when eaten with porridge."
But it was my turn to be surprised and said, "How does the prince know?"
But he responded calmly, "You don't eat much on weekdays. You only eat these two things every day, and you move the most."
My heart was shocked, and I was almost stunned, as if I followed my aunt to a hot spring when I was a child. In fact, the spring water was not hot, only hot water slowly emerged from a gap in the rocks at the bottom of the spring. The temperature of just such a gap made me feel
The entire spring water is not that cold anymore. At this moment, I must have looked shocked, and Huanbi was also stunned and didn't know why.
I was speechless for a moment, so I had to force a smile and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern." I looked at him and smiled at Huanbi, "This rose sauce is very fragrant, and I feel a little appetizing when I smell it."
Huanbi looked a little uncomfortable, and explained with a forced smile: "It's not difficult. Pick good fresh roses, remove the dew, add sugar-frosted plums, and mash them together. If the lady likes it, I'll let them
Be prepared every day."
I waved my hand and said, "I just said it casually, so don't bother."
Xuan Qing raised his chopsticks and said warmly: "If you like it, try more."
For a moment, both of them were speechless. As the food was eaten in their mouths, they felt that the sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy taste was very delicious.
Huanbi retreated far away, standing guard under the thick cotton curtain in front of the door. The cotton curtain was light apricot yellow, with green bamboo embroidered stroke by stroke, overlapping clumps, and graceful bamboo branches.
Huanbi was wearing a home-made blue coat with no patterns, and a dark green skirt, which was also green and green. Standing under the cotton curtain like this, it seemed that the whole person had melted into it, and the color could not be seen, only a dim and
Blurred figure.
Xuanqing and I were both quiet, but the distant singing sound came to our ears melodiously, and we felt that it was brighter.
I put down my chopsticks, and the thin silver chain between the chopsticks made a rustling sound, like a whisper. I smiled slightly: "I have already thought about why the singer only sang the first three songs of "Midnight Winter Song"." My smile gradually faded away.
, "Because as time goes by, the mood becomes more desolate, and there is no way to go. Where can we unite as one heart, under the cypress tree in Xiling. There are no walls around, the severe frost will kill me... Until I see the third sunny day, the cicadas are gone.
It sings again. It sighs with joy when it feels good, and white hair and green temples grow."
He smiled faintly, stopped his chopsticks and said: "The feelings described in the winter song are naturally somber and depressing, like the vast land covered by winter snow, with no life left to be found. It makes people feel sad and desperate."
I was still smiling, but the desolation in my words could no longer be suppressed, ""Song of the Four O'clock at Midnight" is based on the four seasons, and the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter is endless. A love, with the warmth of spring and the enthusiasm of summer, will inevitably end.
The sadness of autumn and the chill of winter. If we were full of joy that day, who would have thought of the day when there would be "white hair and green temples". The mandarin ducks wanted to fly together, but they failed to fly in the end. What a pity for the old man.
Bai Xian... So, it is better to be ruthless from the beginning and save yourself countless troubles."
He was a little surprised, and he was also surprised when he understood, and said: "The end of love may not always be sad. If love can be achieved, it must be the right time, right place, and right people. If the right time and place are already there, the number of people and people will be limited.
It’s just man-made.”
"So..." I turned to look at him, with a hint of stubbornness and spirit in my words, "Has the prince ever fallen in love with a woman?"
He responded silently, turned his head for a moment and said, "No."
"I have experienced it, so I understand. I am ashamed to say that I have been here." I smiled sadly, feeling as sad as the cold weather outside the window. The charcoal fire in the house was humming, and I only felt the corners of my eyes sore, thinking it was the smoke.
Smoked. In fact, the charcoal basin was burning fine silver charcoal, without a trace of smoke. I also threw a few pieces of orange peel into it, and I felt that the fragrance was overflowing without any smoke and smoke. I said slowly:
"If you know that some things will not end well from the beginning, don't be wishful thinking and forcefully seek a good outcome. For example, when I was with him in the past, if I treated him like a concubine from the beginning, I only wanted glory and wealth.
If I ask for some truth, maybe the person who is still standing in the palace today is me. I won’t have to drag my father and brother down to this extent."
When I was talking, I didn't even want to mention Xuan Ling's name, but replaced it with "him". Xuan Qing naturally understood it very well. As for the other reference in the words, even though I only mentioned it, he must have understood it.
His eyes were silently filled with a layer of coldness as thin as frost, but there seemed to be a blue flame burning in the coldness, and he said: "Have you been sad once, and then you will be disappointed with every word of love in the world?"
I didn't answer him. I just raised my eyebrows with my hands and said softly: "Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the story of "The Legend of White Snake"? It is said that in ancient times, there was a white snake spirit who practiced for thousands of years and transformed into a human form, just to find the most common thing in the world.
The love between a man and a woman. They meet in the drizzle on the West Lake on a broken bridge. They are in the same boat. With paper umbrellas sealing their love, White Snake and Xu Xian finally get married. It’s not that they have never been in love, but they just can’t withstand Fa Hai’s slight provocation.
Xu Xian, Xu Xian's flesh and blood, was not willing to go back to help her, and even fed her realgar wine with his own hands. It was hard for White Snake to flood the golden mountains for such a man, steal Ganoderma lucidum, manage the family business, and have children for him. Just because she is a different kind,
Even if Xu Xian is sincere, it is an unforgivable crime, and he will be forever suppressed at the bottom of Lei Feng Tower."
He looked at me and smiled, but the smile was also without warmth, and said: "I have heard that it seems that only when the Leifeng Pagoda falls and the water in the West Lake dries up can the White Snake escape."
I smiled coldly, "How could it be possible? This is just a little expectation that future generations have for White Snake. Nowadays, the West Lake is picturesque, the Leifeng Pagoda is still standing, and the lake water is as new every year, like twin pearls shining brightly. How has it ever been seen before?
Who escaped? It's a pity that the White Snake lives forever at the bottom of Leifeng Pagoda, suffering boundlessly, and cannot be reincarnated. Xu Xian lives peacefully until old age and death. I'm afraid he won't even think about this woman who once went through life and death for him and was so infatuated!
"I raised my eyes to look at him, and there was a touch of sharp resentment in my eyes unconsciously. The resentment was like a green-edged double-edged sword. The whistling sword energy stabbed him and me. "Why would you think that?
In his eyes, no matter how good she is, she is nothing more than a snake spirit trying to seduce him and gain his fortune. I wonder if the White Lady, trapped in the darkness at the bottom of Leifeng Tower forever, has any regrets about meeting Xu Xianhui on the Broken Bridge that day.
I gave birth to that ray of love, and I have suffered so much since then, and will be in a desperate situation forever." I got angry, but finally couldn't bear it, and said bluntly: "If I were White Snake, I will definitely regret it. I would rather never meet him, don't
Once I know him, we will never interact with each other until death."
There is a raging craze in my heart, and the waves are so painful that it is unspeakable. The waves roll up one after another, all of them are pink to weird colors, and the pink apricot petals are flying all over the sky like weird paw prints.
He opened up. Behind the dense shadows of flowers, there was his face. His voice was deep and deep, and his first words were: "I am...King of Qinghe."
But it turned out that from the first sentence we met, he was lying to me.
After the soreness, I just felt tightness in my chest and wanted to vomit. I almost hated myself for why I had to remember.
There were faint clusters of fire in his eyes, showing a bluish luster, as if he knew pity, "Then, you also regret that he met you under the guise of me that day, right?"
I was startled, and then I just kept calm and said coldly: "How do you know?"
He flicked his clothes briefly and said, "He told me what he said." His expression was unspeakably complicated, "Until I saw you, until he told me that you were the one he met under the apricot tree in Shanglinyuan.
Woman, I just know." He smiled self-deprecatingly, "The fate of the world can be clearly understood, just like it is clear that your little statue is in my hands, it is clear that he met you in my name, and it is clear that in the end..." The fire in his eyes
He jumped suddenly and dimmed in an instant. "Obviously at first, you thought the person you liked was me. But in the end, it was him who owned you. It seems that there is always something missing between you and me."
There was clearly something in his eyes. I could clearly see it, but I still couldn't believe it. My heart was throbbing, but I could only maintain an indifferent attitude towards him.
Like the sea, everything and everyone can only be missed." I slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl, lowered my head and said indifferently: "I don't know what the prince's fate is, and I don't want to know it. And I would rather forget about my fate.
Yes, please don’t mention it again, Your Majesty."
He raised the corners of his lips slightly, feeling quite distressed, and said, "I also hope you will forget it forever."
"Yes." I raised my head and said, "Because I don't want to believe it anymore, so I have to forget it. I am also afraid that there will be others." I lowered my tone and said sadly: "It is said in "Tang Shu Le Zhi", '
"Midnight Song" is also a Jin song. There was a woman named Ziye in Jin Dynasty who created this sound, which sounded more sorrowful. Although "Midnight Song" is catchy and memorable for future generations, we don't know how the women of Jin Dynasty experienced joy, sorrow and pain at night.
, looking forward to disappointment, until the end of despair for the one I love, I wrote this "Midnight Song". If I had known this, I would have refused to suffer this torment in the night." All my sad and secret pain is in my heart.
It burst out in an instant, "Love is hard work, and there are always many winds and rains along the way and less sunshine. It's better not to let it go in the first place, so as to avoid endless pain in the future."
He pondered silently, and then said for a moment: "There are many winds and rains, and there are few sunny days. Just because this person is wrong, he cannot give you sunshine all the time, but instead brings you a sky full of haze. If someone treats you wholeheartedly, he is willing to give you sunshine all the time."
, you don’t want to shield yourself from the wind and rain?”
I smiled sadly and said frankly: "I have been in pain and am already scared." I didn't dare to look at him, so I just lowered my head and said: "There is also a song called "Midnight Song", has your prince heard of it?"
He lowered his eyes slightly, focusing only on the plate of rose jam. When he heard what I said, he smiled and said, "Which song is the unknown lady talking about?"
The crimson rose sauce was carefully placed in a snow-white plate, like a dark red heart, which was softened, broken, and turned into a mess. I thought about it for a moment and said slowly: "How can we avoid sorrow and regret in life?
**My love for being alone is limited! The dream of my motherland is back, and I shed tears when I feel like it. Who can go up to the tall building? Remember the autumn scenery. The past has become empty, but it is still like a dream. 2" I said: "This is Empress Li
"Midnight Song", although it does not fit the context, there are two sentences that make sense for everything. The past has become empty, and it is still like a dream. For me, the past has become a dream, and the future can be seen at a glance.
, just live your life in a down-to-earth manner, and there is no need to have any more dreams.”
The desolation and desolation in my heart are like the thick moss rooted on the twisted branches of old plum blossoms, carrying the shadow of decades of wind and frost. Even if the candlelight is so bright and warm, it cannot illuminate it.
He didn't say anything else, he just asked: "Have all the grievances in the past really come to nothing?"
I was speechless for a long time. Even if I have a thousand words, it can only be like this.
I turned around and said, "I'm tired."
He said "Okay", as if it was normal, and said: "You have a good rest, there are things in the palace these two days, I'm afraid I won't be able to come often."
I just looked at him with a smile and said, "Okay. I will take care of myself."
He did not shy away from suspicion and tucked me into bed. My heart moved slightly, so I just pretended not to know and closed my eyes to sleep.
Note:
1 From "Midnight Song". "Tang Shu·Yue Zhi" says: "The "Midnight Song" is also a song of Jin Dynasty. There was a woman named Ziye in Jin Dynasty who created this sound, which sounded more sorrowful and bitter." "Song Dynasty·Yue Zhi" said:
: "In the Taiyuan period of Xiaowu of Jin Dynasty, the house of King Ke of Langya had ghost songs at midnight, and Yin Yun was in Yuzhang. The family of Yu Sengqian, an overseas Chinese in Yuzhang, also had ghost songs at midnight." Yin Yun was in Yuzhang and was also in Taiyuan Dynasty, so midnight was
At this time, people in the past also said. "Ancient and Modern Music Records" said: "At the end of all songs, there is a singing sound. At midnight, the song is delivered with a son, "Feng Jiang Chu" is delivered with a pheasant." "Yuefu Jietie" says: "Later
People also use lyrics to enjoy the four seasons, which they call "Songs of the Four O'clock in the Midnight". There are also "Songs of the Four O'clock in the Midnight", "Songs of the Midnight Police" and "Songs of Changes in the Midnight", all of which are variations of the songs."
2 This "Midnight Song" is a work written by a later master after he entered the Song Dynasty. It expresses the grief of the country's subjugation and the infinite longing for the motherland. The main meaning is: "When will the regrets of life be ended? I am the only one who is so sad that there is no end. I replied in my sleep
When I arrived in my motherland, I still had to face the cruel reality when I woke up, and I couldn't help but shed tears. The days after the country's subjugation were lonely and cold, with no one to accompany me. Who else could climb high with me and look at my motherland in the distance? In the past, we were together on a sunny day.
I will never forget the days when I climbed high and looked far in the autumn. But those happy days will never come back. The past is just a spring dream, beautiful but hard to retain. When I wake up, it is still empty and there is nothing.
Can’t catch it. All that’s left is endless memories and pain.”