Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty Nine [Wave to go] (below)
Wan'er said: "I'm about to leave. My lady asked me to come over and deliver something to you."
Hu Xiaotian nodded.
Wan'er handed a scroll to Hu Xiaotian and said: "Miss said that the gift I gave you before may have been thrown away without even looking at it, so you asked me to send another one, and you must remember that this time Qian Qian
Don’t lose it again.”
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Don't worry, tell Miss Huo for me, I will never lose it." He took the scroll.
Wan'er added: "My young lady asked me to ask the young master, does the one-year appointment you mentioned before still count?"
Hu Xiaotian nodded and said: "Forget it, of course it counts!"
Wan'er said with a smile: "My lady said, although it counts, time has passed after all, Qingyun is so far away, and I can't make it in a short while. It's better to make another appointment and change the place."
Hu Xiaotian's eyes shone and he said, "Where are you going, Miss Huo?"
Wan'er said: "Next year at the beginning of July, we will go to Yanshui Pavilion."
Hu Xiaotian said: "When?"
Wan'er smiled and said, "It depends on fate!" She turned around and walked away, waving to Hu Xiaotian with her back.
Hu Xiaotian unfolded the scroll in his hand and looked through the light, only to see a portrait of a young master painted above. His facial expression and facial features looked very much like his own. It turned out that what Huo Xiaoru gave to him was actually a portrait of him. There was also a portrait on the scroll.
Equipped with an ancient poem - One mistake is to miss the missing person, the whole city is full of people watching alone, and sighs at the shallowness of the relationship, only feeling confused and lingering, the other mistake is to turn around and brush shoulders. Looking back, there are far away Pengshan Mountain, north and south geese, love
Writing note, looking at the blue sky, three misunderstandings met but did not look at each other, it was raining at night and the boat was crossing the building in Bashan. In front of the west window. Dreams are sleepless, who will cut the remaining candles together, four misunderstandings ended up regretting that it was too late, the ground was full of chaos and red flowers were flying all over the sky. Sui Sui Jing
In the year, the willow bank, the river is cold. Five fates. But half of them are like gathering and falling apart. Six-year-old bombs, leaving the heart strings, speechless and dry tears, seven-character words, chanting half-life obsession, the moon hangs in the sky. Eight-bone umbrella
, I stopped by the riverside and saw thousands of sails. The nine-curved corridor slowly turned around, and I sighed for ten years. The flowers fell in front of the old court. I missed it several times and searched all over the mountains but they were nowhere to be seen. It is also difficult to say goodbye. The golden bottles have withered and their beauty has faded.
Hu Xiaotian holds the scroll in his hand and feels lost in his heart. Huo Xiaoru has fully expressed his attachment and longing for himself in his poems, with deep tenderness. Although the sweetheart is far away, his voice, appearance and smile linger in his heart, making him unforgettable.
When people live in the world, they will face various partings. When parting, most of the time they will feel sad. But this time, Hu Xiaotian not only did not feel sad about separation, but felt like he had escaped from the prison. In fact, he also understood that he would return to Dakang from Dayong.
Just walking from one cage to another, the freedom that truly belongs to you may only be on the road.
In the end, Emperor Dayong did not come to pay homage in person. The reason was extremely ridiculous. He said he had listened to the advice of a Taoist priest named Gu. The real reason is unknown. However, Concubine Shu and the eldest princess both came to pay homage in person.
There were dignitaries who wanted to join the royal family, and the scene was quite lively.
The eldest princess Xue Lingjun took a chance and called Hu Xiaotian to her side, saying softly: "Brother Xiaotian, you still owe me one thing you haven't done yet."
Only then did Hu Xiaotian remember that he had promised to do a double eyelid surgery for her but had never fulfilled it because of things happening one after another during this period. He apologized and said: "I'm really sorry for Sister Jun. Why don't Xiaotian leave for a few days later and finish the surgery for her sister before leaving?"
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Xue Lingjun chuckled and said, "I thought about it during this period and decided to forget it. In fact, it was God's destiny that my parents gave birth to me like this. There is no need to change it."
Hu Xiaotian thought it would be best if you figured it out, and I saved myself the trouble. He complimented: "Actually, sister is already so beautiful. After double eyelid surgery, she may not look as good as you do now. It should be superfluous."
Xue Lingjun said: "No matter what, you owe me a favor. Maybe one day in the future, I will ask you to repay it."
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Whenever Sister Jun needs a younger brother, just say hello and Xiaotian will rush to her side as soon as possible to return the favor."
Xue Lingjun said: "Your mouth is too sweet. I don't know how many innocent and kind-hearted girls you will harm in the future." After saying this, he realized that Hu Xiaotian was a eunuch.
Hu Xiaotian smiled bitterly and said: "Although I have a thief heart and a thief courage, I don't have the thief ability. Sister Jun, please stop teasing me."
Xue Lingjun covered her cherry lips and made waves with her charming eyes, and said delicately: "I have forgotten this matter, blame me."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Sister Jun, if you have time in the future, you can come to Kangdu. The scenery of Jiangnan will not disappoint you."
Xue Lingjun said: "Perhaps it is really possible." She said seriously: "The emperor has approved your request. The twenty boxes of funerary objects sent by Dayong will be transported to Dakang by water. A special person will be sent to escort them there. You don't want to attract attention, so bring
Carrying the ashes of the princess in a simple carriage is also a good way to avoid trouble."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Sister Jun thanked Your Majesty for me."
Xue Lingjun said: "When do you plan to set off? I will take you out of the city."
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Since I don't want to attract attention, there is no need for a grand farewell. I accept Sister Jun's wishes. I will leave quietly after the memorial ceremony."
Xue Lingjun nodded.
At this time, General Dong Tian came over to deliver a message to the Seventh Prince Xue Daoming, but it was he who asked Hu Xiaotian to go and tell him face to face if he had anything to say.
Although Xue Daoming stayed in the mourning hall of Qichen Palace for seven days, there was not much communication between him and Hu Xiaotian. He was out of disdain, but Hu Xiaotian was wary of him, so he tried his best to avoid having too many interactions with him.
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On the way to the mourning hall, General Dong Tian said: "When does Brother Hu plan to leave? Do you want me to send someone to escort you?"
Hu Xiaotian was shocked. General Dong Tian might have planned to kill and silence him. He should be more careful about him. Zong Tang had already warned him, but Zong Tang did not think that Dong Tian would attack him.
Hu Xiaotian said: "No, I don't want to attract too many people's attention. I will leave at Chenshi tomorrow."
Dong Tianjiang nodded and said: "That's fine!"
Xue Daoming was really haggard these days. He didn't sleep well for several days. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of sadness. Seeing Hu Xiaotian come in, he nodded and said: "Hu Xiaotian, I heard that you are going to
Escort the ashes alone?"
Hu Xiaotian said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Xiaotian also wants the safety of the princess's ashes. He drives lightly and simply. The more ordinary the better, so as not to attract other people's attention."
Xue Daoming said: "There are high mountains and long rivers along the way. You must be careful and send the princess's ashes safely back to Dakang so that she can be buried in peace as soon as possible." When he said this, his eyes actually became a little moist.
Hu Xiaotian thought in his heart that this guy is useless and will blame himself for the death of Princess Anping for the rest of his life. Thinking about Xi Yan's methods, he was really vicious, using this method to torture Xue Daoming for the rest of his life. Hu Xiaotian said: "Your Highness the Prince
Don’t worry, Xiaotian will protect the princess’s ashes and reach Kangdu safely even if she sacrifices her own life.”
Xue Daoming nodded and took out his sword from his waist.
Hu Xiaotian was startled by his sudden move. He thought to himself that I have never provoked you, but you are actually going to attack me? However, he saw Xue Daoming pulling a strand of his own hair, and the sword blade passed by, pulling the strand of hair away.
Cut it off and handed it to Hu Xiaotian and said: "I can't personally escort the princess's ashes back to Dakang. You can help me take this lock of hair back and bury it with the princess's ashes when she is buried."
Hu Xiaotian secretly laughed in his heart, this guy is really a lover. If he is really passionate about Princess Anping, why not die for his love? Cutting off a strand of hair counts? It’s just acting! Hu Xiaotian did not show the contempt in his heart, pretending to be extremely moved.
With a look like that, he took away the strand of hair and said movedly: "If the princess knows anything about it, she will definitely be moved by His Highness the Seventh Prince's affection. If there is an afterlife, she will definitely reunite with His Highness."
Xue Daoming looked at the urn, his eyes went crazy.
Hu Xiaotian took advantage of the gap before leaving and drew a sketch of Zijuan based on his memory. It can be said that it is both physical and spiritual. He gave this painting to Xue Daoming as a gift. This guy definitely has ulterior motives. Since you, Xue Daoming, have been
Xiyankeng has become like this. It has completely taken on the role of love. I might as well help push it a little further. This is called adding insult to injury. It makes you miss people when you see things. You can't extricate yourself when you see this picture every day.
Xue Daoming burst into tears when he saw the portrait, and thanked Hu Xiaotian profusely, completely unaware that he had been tricked by this guy.
I waved my hand and went away, the horses roared.
Although Hu Xiaotian announced that he would leave at midnight tomorrow, he and Huo Shengnan quietly left Qichen Palace at dusk that day. Their luggage was already prepared. The most precious thing was the box of ashes. Hu Xiaotian found a wooden box and stuffed the ashes into it.
Travel light and try to reduce the weight of your luggage.
After leaving the south gate of Yongdu, Hu Xiaotian turned and looked back. He was convinced that no one was following them, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Turning to the side, he saw Huo Shengnan staring in the direction of Yongdu, with an indelible attachment in his eyes.
"Reluctant to leave?"
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Huo Shengnan's lips: "Do I have any other choice now?" Even though she was reluctant to give up, the reality was cruel and ruthless, forcing her to leave Yongdu and the land where she was born and raised.
Are you full of confusion and don’t know where you will go in the future?
Hu Xiaotian said: "If you think about it, if it hadn't been for this incident, you wouldn't have had the chance to enjoy the great rivers and mountains of the Central Plains."
Huo Shengnan said: "I have also thought about going to Kangdu one day, but at that time I thought of leading troops to fight in!" After she finished speaking, she raised her whip and spurred the horse. The black horse raised its head and neighed, spread its hooves and walked along
The official road runs to the south.
Hu Xiaotian laughed loudly, and slapped Xiao Hui on the buttocks. Xiao Hui let out a strange cry and chased after him like the wind and lightning.
