Without squinting, Yinzhen went directly to the second-floor attic.
The attic is the same as the impression a few years ago. It is still full of rows of wide and deep bookshelves, criss-crossing them, blocking nine out of ten of the moonlight outside the window, leaving only the cold aroma of old books spreading slightly in the wind.
Come.
Yinzhen walked to the north of the attic, then reached into a bookshelf and triggered the mechanism. The bookshelf in front of him slowly turned to the side, and another exquisite staircase appeared inside.
On the second floor, there was originally a dark floor in the northern half, which was called a "building within a building" and had its own cave.
Ji Ling followed and walked in, then turned around - Yinzhen had taught her how to use this mechanism before. Even after a few years and some fumbling, she actually closed the secret door of the bookshelf again according to her memory.
As soon as the stairs curved, a small room appeared in front of them. It was already the inner study room in Yuhua Pavilion - this was a very secret place. No one in the inner palace could come here except Yinzhen himself.
Ji Ling looked around the room and felt a little emotional. He stretched out his hand to touch the table next to him and said softly: "I didn't expect that it would be three or four years since I last came in."
Yinzhen sat down on the side. The tables and chairs were all used by him in the past. He reached out and rummaged through the bookcase on the side for a long time before taking out a book. The writing was yellow and the paper was brittle. It was buried in a pile of Buddhist scriptures. If
If you don't look carefully, you might think it is a Buddhist scripture.
Yinzhen stretched out his hand to signal Ji Ling to sit next to him, and then slowly said: "Take a look at this book."
Ji Ling sat down as he was told and reached out to take the book. He felt his fingertips were slightly cold. He saw that the ink on the cover of the book was faded and he could hardly see the title of the book. When he opened it, he saw that the handwriting was also damaged.
.
Ji Ling looked at the candlelight on the table and read it carefully for a long time before he saw clearly the small characters written on the book: Shishi Mountain, Xin'an County. During the Jin Dynasty, Wang Zhi came to cut wood and saw a boy playing chess and sang. Zhiyin listened to it.
The boy took an object and its substance, like a date stone, and the substance contained it without feeling hungry. After a while, the boy said, "Why don't you go?" He looked up and saw that all the axes were rotten. Once he returned, he never returned."
This is a story from "Shu Yi Ji" written by Liang Renfang of the Southern Dynasties: It tells that there was a man named Wang Zhi in the Jin Dynasty. When he was cutting firewood, he went to the mountains and saw several boys, some playing chess, and some
is singing.
Wang Zhi came close to listen. The boy gave Wang Zhi something shaped like a date stone. After he swallowed the thing, he didn't feel hungry anymore.
After a while, the boy said to him: "Why don't you go?" Wang Zhi, who was watching the chess game next to him, got up. When he reached for his axe, he saw that the wooden ax handle had completely rotted.
When he returned to the world, all his contemporaries had died of old age and no one recognized him. When Wang Zhi mentioned what happened in the village before cutting firewood, only an old man with white hair could answer him. That old man was him.
His grandson went up to the mountain to cut firewood - it was already a hundred years ago.
It turned out that when he was collecting firewood, he accidentally entered a fairyland and met gods.
One day in the fairy world, one hundred years in the human world.
This is a beautiful story. After Ji Ling finished reading it, he felt deeply uneasy in his heart.
She turned back a few more pages. Unexpectedly, the pages behind were all blank. Only the last piece of paper had a few lines of words faintly written on it, which were twenty words: Things are out of reach, too late.
When you return to the sky and chant, and go deep into the state of immobility, you will know the true state of Nirvana.
As if the book would be hot to the touch, Ji Ling quickly put the book down, turned to look at Yinzhen, and saw that Yinzhen was also looking at him deeply, holding his hand, and slowly said word by word: "This is
In the study room, when I came here before, Qilin accidentally bumped into it and rushed in once."
When Gillington was thinking about Qilin, who never grew up - compared with other royal dogs, Qilin obviously had good food and drink, and was well taken care of.
But compared with other royal dogs, time seems to... seem to have frozen in this puppy's body!
As if there was some connection in his heart that was being opened one by one, Ji Ling's eyes slowly widened in disbelief.
Her heart started to beat faintly, every now and then, as wildly as a drum.
Ji Ling looked at Yinzhen carefully - the two had been together for nearly six years, but the fourth master's appearance had not changed at all. He was as heroic and stern as when they first met.
She suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched her face hard. Her skin was smooth and delicate, and her brows and eyes showed no signs of fatigue.
Ji Ling'e suddenly thought of Qixi, the words Bixue would often say when she was waiting for him to dress up, "My master's appearance is well maintained, and even after giving birth to two little masters, there may not be any change."
She just thought it was Qixi and Bixue making her happy, but thinking about it carefully, when she looked in the mirror on weekdays, she really didn't feel any change in her appearance.
Ji Ling realized in hindsight: This is too abnormal!
People in the mortal world eat all kinds of grains and have joys and sorrows - no matter how pampered they are, they can't escape gravity and free radical damage, and their appearance will also age with the passage of time, especially when she was still a beauty before time travel.
Makeup bloggers will capture even the slightest aging changes and texture trends on the face more keenly and carefully than others.
But her face seemed to be frozen.
Even if the game of double chess is not completed, all things will become empty.
Could it be that... the secret room in the mysterious Yuhua Pavilion is just like the legend in the ancient books, and the measurement of time and space is fundamentally different, which can cause those who mistakenly enter it... to stagnate in time and space?
Ji Ling couldn't help but trembled all over.
She tightened her sleeves slightly and looked up at Yinzhen - he had just said to herself: Yuhua Pavilion was already a forbidden area, and the building in the building was a secret room with a structure of "three light and four dark". Only he and himself came in.
Pass.
If this is true, now that it is the seventh year of Yongzheng's reign, the fourth master's reign will definitely be completely different from the length of reign recorded in history.
As for how "different" it will be, we still don't know.
Ji Ling took a deep breath, feeling weird and lucky at the same time!
The weird thing is: in addition to traveling to the Yongzheng period and having a mysterious space filled with cosmetics, the Yuhua Pavilion is the third surprising and incredible thing.
Fortunately: if this is the case, Yinzhen will definitely not only reign for thirteen years in history, maybe... no, it is very possible! She can still spend many years with him.
When Ji Ling thought of this, she felt her heart take a big breath.
It's not that she hadn't thought about the arrival of the thirteenth year of Yongzheng before - after all, in history, although there are various theories about the reasons for the death of Emperor Yongzheng, one thing is the same, that is: after Yongzheng ascended the throne, he was only ten years old.
Three years to live.
Every time Ji Ling thought about this in the past, he felt sad and his heart sank. He immediately let his thoughts go and never dared to think about it again.
Yinzhen reached out and hugged her into his arms. The two of them nestled together in silence for a long time. Yinzhen whispered: "Lingling and I are always together."
Ji Ling leaned on his shoulder and said nothing.
She just held his hand hard, as if she was afraid that he would disappear.