Chapter 643: How many people do you still want to pretend to be in your heart?
Soon, Shang Ruyi and Wuxue returned to the county government office.
Although Lei Guo went to discuss important matters with Yu Wenye and the others, he still had someone prepare a room for them in advance. Although it was not luxurious, it was already a big deal for them who had been sleeping in the open air these days. A very comfortable place to stay.
Wuxue lit the candlestick, looked around again, and said with a smile: "Princess, you can finally sleep peacefully tonight."
"..."
The people around him didn't answer.
Wuxue looked back in surprise, and her heart suddenly sank.
In this room, someone had prepared a brazier in advance, and it was burning warmly. But even so, Shang Ruyi's face was still as pale as paper, and there was not even a trace of blood on his lips. He seemed to be in a state of confusion. In the ice and snow, even the blood all over his body turned to ice.
Wuxue did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly asked people from the county government to bring some hot water and soup, so that she could eat some to warm her body before taking a bath.
Shang Ruyi did not refuse. He reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls and then went to take a bath.
When she came back, she had washed away the blood stains on her face and body, but her face still had not returned to its rosy color. Even because she had changed into plain white pajamas, her whole body was as pale and cold as a snowdrift. A successful person.
What is exuding around the body is not the water vapor after bathing, but an indescribable aura of sadness.
Wuxue started to feel distressed almost involuntarily.
She helped Shang Ruyi walk to the bed and sit down, then looked at her downcast, gloomy eyes, and asked softly: "Princess, do you need a slave to keep vigil for the princess tonight?"
“……”
Shang Ruyi raised his head and glanced at her.
At this glance, there was some confusion. After a while, a faint smile appeared, and then said: "No need."
"..."
" You were not there at that time.”
“…?”
Wuxue was stunned, not knowing what she was talking about, but Shang Ruyi seemed to not want to say any more, and said calmly: "Okay, you should go down and rest."
Wuxue couldn't help it, so he Neng bowed and exited the room.
The door was closed.
Although Wuxue's hands and feet were very light, and there was only a light "click" when closing the door, when the sound reached Shang Ruyi's ears, it was a heavy sound, like A loud whine-
That was the sound of a huge palace door being closed!
Shang Ruyi suddenly shuddered, as if he couldn't bear it and didn't want to think about it. He immediately reached out to cover his ears and blocked the sound from his own world. He immediately lay down on the bed and curled up into a ball.
As if this way, you can avoid everything in your memory.
However, the memories turned into nightmares, rushing up to her like a tide after she fell asleep. In the dim dream, Shang Ruyi once again returned to the tall and magnificent bright hall, and a When she opened her eyes, she saw her own eyes.
No, those are not my eyes.
It is a sword.
The slightly widened eyes, showing a bit of shock and a deep sadness, were exactly the way his own eyes were projected onto the sharp sword.
On the other side of the long sword——
Shang Ruyi suddenly suffocated. He couldn't believe it, and he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look. But in his ears, he heard the sound of that man's arrogance and arrogance. The chic voice said with a smile: "Why don't you look at me?"
"——!"
This voice was sharper than the sword in front of her, and it pierced into her heart at once. .
Shang Ruyi shuddered. After a long time, he finally slowly raised his eyes and met those flying and wild eyes.
"Your Majesty..."
Shang Ruyi wanted to call him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse. When he wanted to call him again, it seemed that the voice was no longer coming from his mouth, but from the bottom of his heart. A little tremor deep down.
"It's you, Chu——"
That emperor who was talented, bold, proud and willful, he took her as his confidant, doted on her and protected her, and created the most beautiful scenery in Jiangdu Palace for her. , and even spent the last moment of his life with her - and she not only witnessed his death, but also buried this scene deeply in her heart, becoming an eternal nightmare in her life. She was even willing to do it for him, Repay your close friends with your life.
However, she couldn't call him by his name.
Chu Yang...
Chu Yang...
This name has been repeated in my heart a thousand times, but no matter what, I can't say it out.
But why did he suddenly fall into his dream?
Just thinking about this, Shang Ruyi suddenly shuddered and realized that he was in a dream, because this man with smiling eyes and as handsome as an immortal had already died in Jiangdu Palace, in front of him, and he suddenly Thinking of him is probably because——
Shang Ruyi's eyes slowly fell and looked at the long sword between the two people.
Sword dance.
It’s because of the sword dance I danced today.
She danced in the lobby of the Qixian county government office, and took the opportunity to seal her throat with a sword and kill the Western Turkic envoy Chaci. After that, everyone around her looked at her worriedly. She knew that it was because of her absent-minded appearance and excessively pale face. Everyone thought that she was shocked by the murder with her own hands, and that she was also shocked by Chaci before his death. I was horrified by the tragedy.
Only she knows, no.
Because this was not the first time that she saw a sharp sword slit a person's throat at such a close distance, and saw blood spraying into a mist of blood in front of her.
She lost consciousness just because she saw another person in the bloody mist. At this moment, standing in front of her, he still had that arrogant expression, but he was also smiling, with a bit of teasing and teasing look. He should have been living freely, like an immortal.
“Why don’t you call me?”
Just when her mind was spinning a thousand times, whether she was happy or sad, that smiling voice sounded in her ears again.
This time, Shang Ruyi did not hesitate, and immediately raised his head, and the flying phoenix eyes were already close in front of him, and together with his warm breath, he suddenly surrounded himself.
He seemed to want to——
Recalling the hot temperature he left on his lips that night in Jiangdu Palace, Shang Ruyi instinctively took a step back.
As soon as she retreated, Chu Yang seemed to be far away from her.
He still stood there, motionless, just looking at her with a smile: "Why don't you call me by my name?"
"Why don't you call me...?"
" Why...don't you call...my name..."
He smiled and said these words intermittently, like an obsession, and kept saying it. Just when Shang Ruyi was struggling, suddenly , he stretched out his arms and stretched his neck.
And this action was exactly what he did when he was in the Guangming Hall, in front of him——
Seeing the blood mist rise again, Shang Ruyi rushed over.
“Chu Yang!”
With a shrill cry, Shang Ruyi suddenly woke up from his dream.
The next moment, she felt that she was lying in a familiar, warm embrace, and the moment she heard her voice, the chest of the body shook violently.
Shang Ruyi was also shocked and suddenly opened his eyes.
At this time, the sky seemed to be getting bright. Although the light in the room was very dark, there was a faint morning light coming through the window, which also allowed her to see this man who was hugging her tightly, but his arms were suddenly stiff. A man who looks like he is made of iron.
It was not Chu Yang who broke her heart in the dream.
But Yu Wenye!
Not only his arms, when Shang Ruyi raised his head and looked at him, his face seemed a little stiff, and his usual cold eyes were flickering at this moment, with a feeling that it was about to break at any time. The feeling of danger of falling.
At this moment, Shang Ruyi was also stunned, just lying in his arms stupidly, looking up at him for a long time.
Then she said: "Feng Chen..."
She shouted these two words very softly, even with a hint of confusion and helplessness left in the dream, but it was these two words that suddenly Yu Wenye's eyes, which were on the verge of breaking, calmed down. He took a deep breath, as if to convince himself, but also as if he was suppressing something. Then he looked down at Shang Ruyi and said solemnly: "Yes."
This time, Shang Ruyi was more sober.
It’s not a dream.
It was Yu Wenye who came back. He was by his side, holding him tightly with his stiff arms. This was something he had never seen in these days. There had been no communication between them for a long time. of tenderness. Although the pain and sorrow in the dream still lingered in her chest, making her breathing painful, Shang Ruyi still calmed down, as if she was soothed by his embrace.
She lowered her head gently and pressed her cheek against his chest, feeling the real and powerful heartbeats.
He said again: "Feng Chen."
The breath above his head sank again, and he responded again: "Yes."
It's true, Yu Wenye.
This man was given to her by God and chosen by herself. He is the only reliance and the only reality in this troubled world.
She slowly and firmly grasped him.
And his body temperature and breath slowly calmed down the pain of loss caused by her dream.
She can't tell anyone, this kind of pain cannot be expressed verbally, besides, if it's lost, it's lost. She can endure all kinds of pain in dreams. The only thing she can't accept is the living. Lost again.
So——
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi took a deep breath to make herself more awake and calmer. Then, she pressed against Yu Wenye’s chest and whispered softly : "Fengchen."
"Yes."
He responded to her again. Although he responded quickly, the response was a bit stiff and cold.
But Shang Ruyi didn't notice it at all. She just tried her best to calm down the shock and pain caused by the reality and illusory nightmare, and then said softly: "Can you send some more people back to Changchun Palace? "
"..."
"There are only two hundred people around my brother, and I am really worried about his safety."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Ruyi suddenly felt cold.
The chest she was pressing against seemed to have been taken away by something in an instant, and even the heavy heartbeat stopped for a moment.
At this time, Yu Wenye's voice sounded above her head -
"Shang Ruyi,"
His voice was so dry and hoarse that it was almost unfamiliar, and he said coldly: "How many people do you still want to pretend to be in your heart?"
(End of this chapter)