When Song Yusheng came out of the palace, he did not go to Dali Temple or go home. Instead, he went to Chang'an Street first.
Because Wen Chu was locked in the room by him, Song Yu was afraid that she would be bored, so he would often get some strange toys to bring home to her, some were worthless, some were valuable, and some were worthless. Ruozhuma, and all kinds of Mohele puppets bought during the Chinese Valentine's Day some time ago. The valuable ones even include the night-light pearl worth thousands of gold from the Western Regions.
Anyway, when he saw something interesting, he would get it for her.
Not only that, he also knew that he liked to read books like "The Book of Changes", so he also put a lot of them in the room.
The main room where they lived was filled with various small objects on the ancient shelves, even women's dressing gowns and bronze mirrors. He had placed them in the room. The house that was once empty and lifeless seemed to be filled all of a sudden.
Song Yusheng seemed determined to let her stay with him and live together like this.
He came to Chang'an Street today to pick up an object, the Ghost Ball.
This object is also called a concentric ball. The production steps are extremely complicated and delicate. The ball body is taken from a natural giant bone. The bone is divided into five inner and outer layers, all of which are polished into a spherical shape. Only the innermost layer is solid. The color is bright green, and the four outer balls are white and seamless, which can be described as exquisite and exquisite.
This object is hard to find. He found it with great difficulty a few days ago.
He went to a restaurant and exchanged money and goods with the seller. When Song Yusheng arrived, the man was already in the house. They were a couple, about thirty years old.
The couple were quite handsome, and they could be described as a man and a woman. It could be seen from their clothes that their family was not poor. However, neither of them looked very good at this time, and both looked worried.
Song Yusheng was not that enthusiastic and meddle in other people's business. He just said hello to the couple.
The couple were not natives of Kyoto, and this was the first time they met a young master like Song Yusheng. Both of them looked a little dazed. They didn't react until he said hello and hurriedly stood up to answer.
Song Yusheng didn't ask anything else, he just said that he wanted to see the ghost ball in the box before paying.
Of course it was not difficult. The man hurriedly opened the box. Song Yusheng took a glance at it and found that it looked good.
The man thought that Song Yusheng was worried about them, and hurriedly explained: "This thing is the best. I spent a lot of money to find craftsmen to make it. Nowadays, not many people can make this thing, and it is not often seen on the market. Yes. Master, if you are worried, You can take it and take a closer look."
Song Yusheng chuckled and said, "It's okay."
It was just two words, and then he winked at Xia Hua. , Xia Hua understood what he meant and started to take the money.
While Xia Hua was getting the money, the man asked curiously, "Did the young master give it to the young lady at home?"
Song Yusheng nodded without hesitation for a moment. .
Xia Hua, who was next to her, noticed Song Yusheng's move and was so shocked that her hand holding the money trembled, but she quickly hid her feelings.
The man didn't notice anything strange. After hearing this, a smile finally appeared on his frowning face. He said: "It seems that this thing has really found its way to a destined family. I'm not afraid of the young man's jokes. This is also called a concentric ball as the saying goes. I just thought of it at the beginning. With the word "togetherness", I hope that I will be of the same mind with my wife forever. Although there were some difficulties in the future, the word "togetherness" is not wrong. Now that I sell it to the young master, I also wish that the young master and your wife will be of the same heart forever!"
This man really knew how to get things done, and his impartial words touched Song Yusheng's heart.
A smile appeared on Song Yusheng's lips and he said: "Then I'll borrow some good luck."
After Song Yusheng left here, the man sat next to his wife and wanted to go Give her a few words of comfort. After all, this was what he gave her, and he couldn't sell it unless he was in a desperate situation.
The woman held his hand and said softly: "It's okay, I understand, and I'm willing to sell it, so don't comfort me."
When the man saw his wife like this, his nose felt sore. On the verge of tears, he held his wife in his arms, his voice a little sad. , "I will look for it. If I want to see the person alive, if I want to see the corpse, I can always find it. In a small place, people and officials interact with each other. In the city of Kyoto, at the feet of the emperor, I will risk my life to seek justice!" ”
The two of them burst into tears when they talked about sad things.
*
Song Yusheng returned to Yuhui Hall after a while. The light in the sky had gradually faded. Most of the dim light in the courtyard had been taken away by the horizon. There was also no light in the room. The lamp was lit.
Song Yusheng strode into the house, holding the ghost ball in his hand.
He had not had time to change out of his official uniform today. He even wore a black gauze hat on his head, and his face looked a bit more grim than when he was wearing regular clothes.
After he entered the house, he did not see Wen Chu. There was no light in the house and it was a little dark. No one was sitting in front of the window, and no one was seen on the bed. He also saw no one in the hall and yard outside. No one is there
Song Yusheng’s expression changed instantly, where did the person go? He hurried out to find someone, but he happened to see Wen Chu coming back from outside. She opened the hanging bead curtain, and the curtains collided together and made a crisp sound.
She bumped into Song Yusheng who was about to go out, and seeing his somewhat gloomy expression, she knew what was going on in his mind.
Since you didn't see her, you thought she ran away again?
Her face also looked a little ugly, but it was just a matter of time.
When Song Yusheng saw her coming back, his face quickly returned to its original look. He wanted to take her hand and sit down at the table, but he felt a little water on her hand. Thinking of this, It was time to relieve himself just now.
Even before he covered her hand, she slapped her hand hard.
Song Yusheng knew that he had no reason to suspect her of running away, so she should be angry. Wen Chu's slap used a lot of force, and the back of Song Yusheng's hand quickly turned red, but he didn't necessarily look angry on his face. He just said to her: "Sit down first, let me show you something fun." Something.”
If he were like a child offering treasures, he would be eager to ask her to see something interesting if he found something interesting.
He put the ghost ball on the table, lit the lamp himself, and then took out a gold hairpin from the luggage. He picked up the ghost ball again and put it in his palm. The fingers are lined with tooth-carved balls, which are crystal clear.
Song Yusheng took the gold hairpin and poked the layers of small balls inside, and moved them one by one. The four balls inside moved in a circle, which looked both delicate and interesting.
These little toys are the little toys that ordinary husbands use to please their wives. They are exquisite and meticulous, and they are deliberately crafted, which are the most popular among women.
However, there was no trace of joy on Wen Chu's face.
The smile in Song Yusheng's eyes also faded a little, but the corners of his mouth were still slightly upward. The small ball inside the ghost ball continued to rotate in his hand. Song Yusheng asked: "Don't you like it?"
How did Wen Chu like it? , she sarcastically said: "Master, do you think I should like it? Do you think I am still a three-year-old child, and I should be happy just by giving me a date and a slap in the face."
The starting point is Wrong, no matter what you do later, it will be the opposite.
While sending people to guard her tightly and trap her in a small area, at the same time, he came to give her these little toys to make her happy. Is there something wrong?
If she follows him happily, then there is something wrong with her.
She saw the smile on Song Yusheng's face completely frozen, but she felt happy. She laughed out loud, and her face actually looked a bit delicate under the warm yellow candlelight.
Song Yusheng saw her smile and almost immediately realized what she wanted to say. Sure enough, he just heard her say: "I don't like these things. I don't like any of the things you gave me. Something interesting maybe? Yeah, but when I think about you giving it to me, I feel very boring, just as boring as you."
Wen Chu slept and lived with him every day, and she saw him clearly. With his face, Yao knew how to sting him better than anyone else.
The smile on Song Yusheng's face completely faded, and his whole face was indescribably gloomy.
The Guigong Ball in his hand was almost crushed by him. He looked at the woman in front of him, and his hand suddenly gave out. He actually laughed again, but this smile also meant no. Out of gloom.
He laughed and murmured: "Boquing, in your heart, who is interesting? Qi Ziyuan?"
If Song Yusheng was compared with Qi Ziyuan, he would indeed not be as interesting as Qi Ziyuan. Qi Ziyuan beat Small Growing up in Northern Xinjiang, he knew a lot of things and knew a lot of little things. Naturally, he knew how to make little girls happy. At least, when he was studying, they were all jumping up and down together. Get together for silly fun every day.
Qi Ziyuan and Li Zhaoxi are like falcons flying in the distant mountains, but he is just like a rigid mountain. He didn't think that it was a good thing to play with things to lose one's ambition before, but at this moment, he was actually a little resentful. Why was he like this now, so dull and boring, even dull.
In all his years of living, nothing has ever frustrated him so much. He really doesn’t know what to do.
When Wen Chu heard that he mentioned Qi Ziyuan again, he finally understood that she was just jealous for no reason. In order to make him unhappy, she said all kinds of hurtful words, "You just can't compare with him." , he is just more interesting than you, what’s wrong, can’t you just say it?”
After Wen Chu finished speaking, the room fell into a dead silence. It was already dark outside. But at this moment, before Song Yusheng could say anything, Chenxiang came in from the outside. She felt that the air pressure in the room was a little low, but she was still hard. The scalp said: "Your Majesty, do you want to pass on the dinner?"
Song Yusheng looked at Wen Chu's face and thought of her letting go just now The words she said made her look a little hateful. He laughed and said to Wen Chu: "It's boring, isn't it? Then let's do something interesting."
He said to Wen Chu again Chenxiang said: "Prepare water and prepare an ice mirror."
After the ice mirror came in, both of them had finished purifying themselves, and they were the only two people in the room.
Wen Chu’s menstrual period had long gone away. After the two of them had finished cleaning, she was pushed down on the bed by him. His temperament was always fierce and domineering, but he was also afraid of getting hurt in bed. She tried her best to suppress her movements, but Song Yusheng today was completely different from the past. He was much more domineering than usual, and he wanted to rub people into his belly.
But Wen Chu was so tough that he didn't want to speak out. No matter how he teased her, it was as if he was deliberately going against him. Even if he bit his lip until it bled, he still wouldn't let him get his way.
The lamp was dim and the moonlight was like water. In the dark room, only the bed curtains shook violently, and Song Yusheng's slight gasping was also particularly obvious.
The woman beneath him closed her eyes tightly and bit her red lips tightly. Song Yusheng suddenly stopped moving. Wen Chu thought it was finally over and opened her eyes. Her eyes were a little blurry, but she saw Song Yusheng's deep, ink-colored eyes with a little lust, looking at her intently.
She took a few breaths and said: "If you feel better, quit and stop doing something."
No matter how hard she endured, her voice could not deceive anyone. At this time, her voice was a little more charming than her usual clear voice.
Wen Chu suddenly realized what he wanted to do and wanted to push him away and step back, but it was too late. Song Yusheng clamped her hands and released all his strength.
Wen Chu couldn't stand the madman Song Yusheng, but he couldn't help but let out a cry. After realizing what he had done, tears slid down the corners of his eyes.
"What are you doing in there!"
She wanted to slap Song Yusheng in the face, but Song Yusheng noticed her intention and the strength in her hand increased. It made her even more unable to move.
Song Yusheng didn't say anything, he just took her into the clean room and cleaned her body. Wen Chu's body was so sore that she was already exhausted from a long period of sexual intercourse. She didn't want to move. But she still tried to work up the energy to get out what was inside, but Song Yusheng knew what she was thinking and never gave her this chance.
Wen Chu was about to be driven crazy by Song Yusheng. He wanted to take action regardless of the situation, but Song Yusheng pushed him against the wall of the bath. He said, "Just go ahead and do it. I might as well do it again."
Wen Chu After hearing this, she really didn't dare to move anymore, but she also cried harder. Song Yusheng let her curse and quickly washed her and took her back to the bed.
Wen Chu couldn't stand it anymore. He thought that if he really got pregnant with a child in the future, he would be trapped here for the rest of his life. What if I really gave birth to a child? Besides Song Yusheng, who else could be happy.
It is also unlucky for children.
Wen Chu was lying on the bed, held in Song Yusheng's chest. Confused, she cried again and again. I don't know how much time passed, but Wen Chu didn't even have the strength to cry anymore. Seeing that she was quiet, Song Yusheng asked someone to bring food in from outside.
The commotion lasted for nearly an hour, and although she had made no effort from the beginning to the end, she was already frightened and exhausted. Even at the end of the meal, it was Song Yusheng who fed her.
Song Yusheng still had some official business to deal with today. After he put Wen Chu on the bed to sleep, he went to the study. But after Song Yusheng left, Wen Chu, who was still lying on the bed, opened her eyes. She went to the ground barefoot and found agarwood.
She pulled her into the back room to talk because she was afraid of spying outside.
She knelt down to Chen Xiang without saying a word. Chen Xiang was frightened and quickly tried to pull her up from the ground, but Wen Chu refused to get up. Chen Xiang was frightened and shouted: " Girl! What are you doing! We have something to talk about."
Wen Chu said: "Chenxiang, can you help me get some Juezi medicine? Help me, no one can help me!”
It is better to choose a child than to avoid a child
Agarwood was frightened by these words and lost her soul all of a sudden. How dare she, how dare she do this.
Agarwood also knelt down in front of Wen Chu, almost crying due to these words. She said: "Girl, if you want Chenxiang's life, I will give it to you!"
If so! Asking Song Yusheng to find out, wouldn't this push her towards death? !
Wen Chu hurriedly took her hand and said: "No, we don't need to use the anti-child medicine, just the anti-child medicine, no one will find it!"
The anti-pregnant medicine is indeed much better than the anti-pregnant medicine. With the outrageous request before, Chenxiang actually became a little relaxed about the anti-pregnant medicine, but she just didn’t understand. As the saying goes, the mother depends on the child. Gui, not to mention that Song Yusheng is so nervous about her now. If she gives birth to a child in the future, it will be even more extraordinary. Why is Wen Chu unwilling?
Chen Xiang advised: "Girl, please be more open-minded, just give birth if you have it!" "Why give birth? A mother who can't protect him, a mother who doesn't expect him to be born at all. Mother. Is it fair? Is it fair to him? Is it fair to me?"
Wen Chu has burst into tears. Her future is unknown, and all sudden changes make her frightened. .
The study is very close to here. As soon as Wen Chu woke up and went out to look for agarwood, the secret guard had already reached his ears, and he listened to most of Wen Chu's words.
Song Yusheng felt like his temples couldn't stop beating.
Forcing her to do this was not what he wanted.
Chen Xiang really doesn’t know what to do. If she agrees, what will happen if the prince discovers it? But if she doesn’t agree, and Wen Chu is crying so hard in front of her, she really can’t say anything. Say no.
Fortunately, Song Yusheng came back, and he said to Chenxiang: "You go down first."
Chenxiang was finally relieved. She quickly stood up and retreated, but she looked back rather uneasy. , she was afraid that the prince would be angry after hearing these words, but she saw that he actually took Wen Chu into his arms and held her.
Chen Xiang didn't dare to look anymore, turned around and walked out.
Song Yusheng took her into his arms and stroked her back again and again with his big hands. He sighed and said in an extremely soft voice: "Stop crying, I'll just give you a drink. Next I won’t do this again.”
Wen Chu was so angry that Song Yusheng couldn’t bear to force her anymore.
But this thing was too harmful to the body. He didn't want her to drink more, so he exercised more restraint on that matter after that day.
In the past few days, the tenth day of August has quickly arrived, and the birthday of Emperor Linghui has arrived as scheduled.
On the emperor's birthday, officials would wear official uniforms and enter the palace to celebrate his birthday. Song Yusheng put on his official uniforms and picked up Wen Chu who was still sleeping on the bed. It was still very early and it was not bright yet, but Song Yusheng Before the ceremony begins, we must first take Wen Chu to Qianqing Palace to meet Emperor Linghui.
So I started preparing very early.
Wen Chu knew that today was the birthday of Emperor Ling Hui. She had already woken up when Song Yusheng got up. She just turned over and continued to pretend to be asleep. She was waiting for him to wear the clothes. After getting dressed, she left the place, but for some reason he suddenly pulled her up again.
She frowned and asked: "Fuck you, why did you pull me up?"
Song Yusheng said directly: "You go with me."
Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, and even stuttered for a moment, "What should I do?"
Song Yusheng could see that she was a little nervous, and in her nervousness, there was also a little resistance, At this moment, she was trying to hide inside without leaving a trace, but Song Yusheng's hand pressed on her shoulder, preventing her from moving.
He looked into her eyes, his voice was a little heavy, and he said to her: "He"
Song Yusheng didn't know what to say for a moment, he should What should I say, did Linghui Emperor miss her very much? But when the words came to his lips, he still changed his words. He said, "Your Majesty, his health is very bad. If you don't see me again this time, you may not have a chance in the future."
He knew that Wen Chu has him in her heart, no matter what, it’s her too Her father was cruel to her. After all, she could survive such difficult days, but she always had tenderness towards her relatives. Although she said she hated them for abandoning her, in her heart she just couldn't let go. They will be upset about this matter.
She was a little embarrassed, because this was related to her childhood growth experience. While she longed to see her relatives again, at the same time, seeing them reminded her of that painful memory, and the scars were opened again and again. .
It was just like a sore on her body. If she didn't dig out the rotten flesh, these wounds would swallow her up sooner or later.
If inner demons are not treated, they will be fatal.
Wen Chu was a little anxious, and she asked: "He is only over forty years old now, why is he dying? Why is he dying?"
In fact, this answer is more interesting than Wen Chu Everyone knows it.
Emperor Linghui's life was really wasted, and every step he took was like lingering. Not to mention other things, but there were two hopes in his life, one was the Taifu, and the other was the Concubine De.
But his hopes were crushed again and again and turned into powder. There is nothing greater than the death of a husband, and the second most important thing is death. Emperor Linghui experienced such despair twice, and finally became the emperor he is today. He felt sorry for the people in the world, but no one seemed to be worthy of him.
Born into the royal family, he may have been a tragedy from birth.
Death to him may be a relief.
Wen Chu was out of breath when she thought of this. She never thought about why he was about to die. He was such a healthy person in the past. Why is the person carrying him everywhere now? Is it going to die soon?
Song Yusheng didn't say anything more and started to help her get dressed, and this time Wen Chu didn't refuse.
*
In the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Linghui also got up early this morning. The etiquette officials symbolically gave Fang Xiu the crown clothes Emperor Linghui would wear today, so that He took it and put it on the emperor.
Based on past experience, the emperor probably doesn't like to wear this kind of clothes, and he will probably throw them out this time.
Fang Xiu presented the imperial robes on the tray to Emperor Linghui in the palace. Seeing that Emperor Linghui got up so early, he asked: "Why doesn't the emperor take a rest for a while? Today I have a lot of etiquette, so I’m afraid I’ll be troubled.”
Fang Xiu thought that the emperor did not want to wear these clothes, and planned to put the tray aside. However, as soon as Fang made a move, Emperor Linghui scolded him: "Put it aside, I want to wear it."
Fang Xiu was a little shocked when he heard this. He had not liked to wear it for so many years. These people had already worn their crowns, so how could they suddenly wear them today? However, what was even more incredible to him was yet to come. He said, "Call some palace maids to come over and apply some ointment on me."
Emperor Linghui is doing this. Zhang Lian was really too old, and he was a little scared, afraid of scaring Xiao Xi.
When Fang Xiu heard this, he looked at Emperor Linghui with a bit of disbelief. He had been so unkempt for so many years, half of his body was about to report to the Lord of Hell. The sun is really coming out from the west today. We are wearing imperial robes and wiping things on our faces. What are we doing?
Old and beautiful, second spring?
Perhaps Fang Xiu's expression was too explicit, and the surprise in his eyes was too obvious, which made Emperor Linghui sneer, and he said: "Hurry up, what are you doing in a daze?"
Fang Xiu said hurriedly : "Okay, Your Majesty."
Fang Xiu has been watching Emperor Linghui since he was a child. He has watched him for more than forty years, but when he sees the beginning, he becomes more and more confused about his thoughts.
He personally served Emperor Linghui to dress, and Emperor Linghui allowed him to do whatever he wanted. There were three layers inside and three layers outside, which was very complicated. Fang Xiu lost his patience halfway through it and wanted to scream. Someone else will dress him.
Before he could speak, he heard Emperor Linghui say: "I remember in the past, when I was still young, this is how my eldest companion helped me. When other palace maids and eunuchs came to help, you couldn't help me no matter what. I refused to give up. At that time, it wasn’t just this one. I remember that I had to change four sets a day, and my partner kept helping me change. But why, now there is only one piece, and my partner is impatient. ”
Once upon a time, Emperor Linghui was young, and Fang Xiu joined the ceremonial department following his accession to the throne. As the emperor's closest companion, his status increased with Emperor Linghui's accession to the throne, and he naturally wanted to take over people. Hold it in the palm of your hand. But people's hearts are fickle, what happens after he gains power? What will happen to Emperor Linghui?
Emperor Linghui hasn’t called Fang Xiu’s companion for a long time.
The word "big companion" has a different meaning. When I think of the past, when Emperor Linghui was still young, he called Fang Xiu his big companion. It probably meant dependence. Fang Xiuruo was his wet nurse. Grow up with him. Emperor Linghui once thought that he and Fang Xiu should not be emperors and ministers, and his eldest companion should not have two minds.
After many years, Emperor Linghui called him his first companion again, but he just wanted to use these two words to question Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu didn't expect that one day he would hear the word "big companion" from Emperor Linghui's mouth, but his words seemed to be questioning, and Fang Xiu was in a dilemma for a moment. He was born in cold sweat, but fortunately he has also been in the business for decades.珰, he reacted quickly and forced tears from his eyes. He pretended to say: "Master, long live the master, these words really offended the old slave, but now that he is older, his hands and feet are becoming more and more difficult to work with." Yes, it’s definitely not impatience!”
Emperor Linghui no longer had any expectations for Fang Xiu, and he no longer expected anything else to come out of Fang Xiu's mouth.
He smiled and said: "Since there is no impatience, let's continue."
Fang Xiu had already spoken, so he could only continue.
In just one stick of incense, Emperor Linghui’s whole body was fully dressed.
Emperor Linghui wore a crown on his head. The crown was round in front and in the back, with twelve strands hanging down from the front and back.
At this moment, Emperor Linghui, who was sitting on the throne, finally looked like an emperor, and no longer looked like the old man who had reached his twilight years.
Fang Xiu didn’t know how he suddenly had the strength to do this today, but Emperor Linghui was forty and sixty, but Fang Xiu was really an old man in his sixties. After all this hard work, I was a little tired and couldn't bear it anymore.
Fortunately, Emperor Linghui had no intention of keeping him. Seeing that there were still some hours before the ceremony started, he waved him out.
When he came out, Fang Xiu happened to bump into Song Yusheng coming here. He didn't think much about it. After all, Song Yusheng happened to save the emperor back then, and Emperor Linghui had been close to him over the years. There is a destiny.
The two met each other, but when passing by, Fang Xiu noticed Wen Chu following Song Yusheng. When he saw Wen Chu, he was stunned for a moment. This man... It’s really Li Zhaoxi. He thought again of Emperor Linghui's unusual behavior today, and quickly understood that it was possible that he had dressed up specially to see her.
In fact, Fang Xiu had long forgotten what Li Zhaoxi looked like, but after meeting Wen Chu, he actually felt that Li Zhaoxi should look like this.
Even though Fang Xiu didn't say anything, his sudden step was clearly reflected in the eyes of everyone present.
Fang Xiu realized that he had lost his temper and immediately resigned and walked outside.
Everyone in the hall was gone at this moment. Even Song Yusheng withdrew after bringing the people there. Only the father and daughter were left in the hall.
The light of morning has already appeared on the horizon. The light of summer comes quickly. Once the social moment of dawn arrives, the sun rises from the east and illuminates the entire land of China. The warm yellow morning light penetrated into the hall through the window and shone on half of Emperor Linghui's face, making his face look a bit unreal.
The world seemed to have suddenly become silent at this moment, and all the hustle and bustle fell into silence. Suddenly a strong wind blew past, and the bells under the eaves rang loudly, jumping into the hall through the windows.
Emperor Linghui felt that his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. People were already almost inside the palace, but he could not lift his eyes at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally raised his eyes.
He looked at the girl standing in the center of the hall, and there was a hint of unnoticeable caution in the emperor's eyes.
The familiar eyes, the familiar nose, even the mouth is exactly the same. She is very similar to her mother, no, she is more upright than her mother-in-law.
He didn't dare to approach her, he only dared to look at her from afar.
That was the person he thought about day and night. He took elixirs and performed rituals, but no matter how he did it, she never wanted to see her again, even in the illusion. What a look at his father!
He will never admit his mistake. He has missed her for six years. Whenever he thinks about what happened back then, his heart will pierce his heart and he will almost vomit blood. He has no shame to go down there to see her mother-in-law!
But now the person he had been thinking about for a long time suddenly appeared in front of him, but he didn't even dare to approach her. He thought that his Xiao Xi didn't want to come to see him. If he didn't insist on seeing her this time, she might never appear in front of him again in this life.
When he thought of this, Emperor Linghui felt like he couldn't even breathe.
He was afraid that he would never see her again.
He finally approached her.
Step by step, getting closer. But the closer he gets, the heavier his legs become.
He looked at her from head to toe and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was in good health and had no serious illness.
He found that even in such a summer day, she was still wearing very light clothes. He suddenly thought that it was early spring when Xiao Xi was captured by King Li. Kyoto is freezing cold.
He was so sad that he felt that the flesh and blood on his body was trembling, and his ears were filled with roaring sounds one after another.
Two lines of turbid tears suddenly fell from the eye sockets. With trembling hands, he put his hands on her shoulders and asked.
"Xiaoxi."
"Is it cold?"
In the early spring of Linghui's sixteenth year, Wenchu was ten years old. Perhaps no one knew more about what happened that year than she did How cold it is.
(End of this chapter)
The author said: The description of Ghost Ball is taken from Baidu Encyclopedia.
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