Chapter 59 The pain of lovesickness is the most painful

Back to Liang's house, Xingchen locked himself in the room and no one saw him. Xiao Wu and Liuzi were anxiously outside the house and were at a loss. It was only blamed that the second prince was too vicious and grabbed the young master's weakness and hit him fiercely, as if he had destroyed the young master's spiritual pillar. To be honest, for so long in Shangji City, although the young master also went out to brag and fart to join in the fun, he felt unhappy. There was always a feeling of strong smile, like a walking corpse day by day, and he had no expectations for the future.

Until Miss Ning Zheng appeared, the young master's life suddenly became wonderful. Who could have expected that this exquisite-skinned nobleman would practice knives and fight with the sword master in Shangji City? Who would have expected that the young master could kill two people to escape under the interception of the ghost department? Who would have expected that the young prince of the Liang family, who had no prominent background, would be favored by the lord of Shangji City, and even hope Able to inherit the position of city lord!

With that girl, the young master's life is wonderful and he is looking forward to the future.

Xiaowu always feels that people must have a goal and hope to live in the world. They can't really eat, sleep and eat and grow meat in a day like cattle and sheep. Just like him and Xiao Liuzi, although they are obviously the companions of the young master, as long as the young master is good is their wish, they actually have more obscure and desired ideals - to get rid of the control of the great master of Shura, become a free person, marry and have children, and live a good life.

This is a living life! If there is no hope, are people still alive?

Miss Ning Zheng will leave in two hours. If she wants to return to the imperial palace deep in the city courtyard, I'm afraid she won't be able to get out in her life. If Miss Ning Zheng really leaves like this, it may take a long time for the young master who has just looked forward to the future to recover. In fact, the young master is not a strong person. He is also very gentle and gentle, which makes people feel as perfect as a god.

"Young master, have you woken up? Are you hungry? A small arrangement for the kitchen to make something for you to eat! You saw that you were locked in the house as soon as you came back yesterday. It's not a matter. Why don't you open the door and breathe out? Xiao Wu's ears pressed against the door and tried his best to squeeze out a soft tone.

"Young master, it's been a long time now, and it's easier to get tired after sleeping for a long time. How about we get up and have a drink and go out for a walk?"

"Young master, I heard that Li Qingqi's coward was taken away by his father's sender today. This Shangji City is really a universal celebration. Why don't the young master join in a fun and disgusting Li Qingqi's guy?"

Xiao Wuyue became more and more discouraged - is the young master not determined?

Do you want to lock yourself in the room and isolate yourself from the world?

Little May 1 gritted his teeth and slapped the door fiercely. The strong force made the door clattering, as if the whole thing was going to be removed.

"Young master, if you get up now and seize the time, you can still see Miss Ning Zheng for the last time, send her a small object or something, and leave a thought. If you continue to be depressed, Miss Ning Zheng will be more disappointed in you. We are men, don't we even have the courage to see the woman we love leave?

Xiao Wu was almost roaring in a low voice, and for the first time, the sound of gritting teeth brought the smell of iron and steel.

"Young master, even if we can't stay with Miss Ning Zheng for the rest of our lives, we can't do this. We have to go to see him for the last time and leave her a thought, so that she will never forget you in her life. Even if she is going to marry in a big red robe, the person in her mind must be you, the young master, the Xingchen of the Liang family. Son, it's not another shit of cats and dogs!"

"Young master, did you hear what I said? Did you hear that?"

"Squeak--" The door suddenly opened, the stars spread their long hair, and the beautiful robe flew, rushing out like a flash of lightning and ran forward.

"Hey, the young master has figured it out! Is it good for the young master to have something to eat? Xiao Wu rubbed his hands and smiled.

Xingchen didn't look back and said, "I have something to give to Ning Zheng. I just remembered that I want to leave her a thought!"

Xiao Wu laughed and laughed happily: "Young master is enlightened, enlightened, young master, come on! It really didn't work. Our brothers cut off Miss Ning Zheng's carriage and took her to the mountain to be the wife of the village. We occupied the mountain as the king and became a wild bandit who was free from the law! In three or five years, he gave birth to a few big fat dolls, and then dragged his family to the imperial capital to find the emperor to recognize his relatives. Don't you believe that the emperor can cruelly kill his son-in-law and grandson?

"Don't talk nonsense!" Liuzi frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"Hey, just kidding, just kidding!" Xiaowu grinned happily like a child without worries.

It's just this fat man who looks harmless, one by one, pinching his knuckles, his joints are thunderous, and his fat and swollen eyes have no smile.

The stars ran all the way through the crisscrossed streets of Shangji City. The scenery around him flew backwards. He seemed to be moving forward in the wind, and even passers-by could only catch a glimpse of vague brilliance.

Xiaowu is right, although he may really lose Ning Zheng in the end, he can only leave memories. But the days with Ning Zheng in the past few months are real. Her wind chime-like laughter is real. Her blue eyes are real. Her sasant ponytail is real. Her curling up like a cat is real. Everything is real. How can he let so many beautiful things disappear? How can you let Ning Zheng leave frustrated? How can she put on a wedding dress and marry a man she doesn't love?

No, he will never allow this accessible happiness to slip away from his fingers! Ning Zheng said that as long as he made up his mind, she would like to wait until the day she sat in the world. Is it compared with Li Qingqi? Joke, how can he confuse with that kind of person? He wants to sit in the world, and he wants to become the emperor of the world, not for others, but for the happiness of Ning Zheng!

There has never been such a desire for power, power, the master of the world, and the lifeline of all people in the palm of their hands!

"Ah--" Finally, he couldn't suppress it and roared out the resentment in his chest, like a angry lion who broke away from the cage, fierce and hostile, as angry as if he saw the bloody prey prey being taken away.

For the first time, the noble man's expression was so flustered, and the young man with a beautiful and handsome face seemed to be another personality awakened.

There seems to be something breaking in my mind, and some long-sealed memories gushed out. Blurred, vivid pictures full of flesh and blood appeared in front of him.

He seemed to see a huge ice wall. A girl in a pure white fox fur jacket and pomegranate red horse skirt was nailed on it by several arrows, like a blood bag. Dark red and warm blood soared on the ice wall and quickly condensed into transparent and shiny ice crystals, together with the girl's face and the girl's voice, Her gentleness was frozen into eternity by this eternal ice and buried on the snowy mountains that never melted all year round in the north of the far north.

He seemed to see a thin girl standing in front of the tent, desperately stopping a group of barbarian warriors with knives. She scolded the smiling warriors and straightened her chest to try to protect the glory of her master. Then the samurai's hand fell, the girl's head was thrown high, the blood from the broken mouth of her neck burst out, and it was snowing in the sky. The blood stained red snow, and the warm blood fell on the snow and made a squeaky sound. The girl's head rolled down, her eyes were open, her tears were full of tears, and her lips were clenched, and he kissed these red lips a moment ago.

These fishy, gentle, cruel and nostalgic pictures lingered in front of his eyes, as if the whole world had turned blood red. He couldn't even see the road under his feet or even knew where he was running.

The girl in a snow-white fox coat, the girl in poor but beautiful eyes, their faces seemed to overlap, smiling at him, with their mouths open and saying something inaudible to him.

"Plop--" The running star fell to the ground heavily and rubbed the ground for a long time before stopping. His whole body hurts like a loose frame, and a wisp of warmth flowing on his forehead. When he reached out and touched it, it turned out to be dark red blood. Blood flowed into the eyes, and the sight became dark red. The coral-red eyes and the white eyes turned red, and the eyes seemed to be full of a sea of blood.

This handsome man, who was originally a good-bred man, accompanied and served by countless people, was envied by countless people. At this time, he lay on the ground, like a god who fell from the shrine, fell into the secular world, was laughed at, and played with, as if he were watching a joke.

He struggled to stand up, shook his head, and tried his best to make his eyes clearer.

The faces of the two girls in front of him that he didn't know disappeared. He didn't know why he inexplicably remembered the two bloody pictures, so clear, but he couldn't remember how they appeared in his mind.

But when they died, they clearly stood aside and watched her being nailed by arrows, and saw her beheaded by the warrior's sharp and heavy *. The fear, bloody and heartbreaking fear was so real, as if he had lost something extremely precious in his life. , lost the meaning of survival.

Xingchen's originally beautiful face was as ferocious as a ghost, and he roared fiercely.

"I don't want to...lose it again..."

He continued to run forward for a moment, running to the narrow and dark gold and silver jewelry store, and shouted, "Master, master--"

The middle-aged craftsman walked out of the Bogu shelf displaying various exquisite devices and looked at the young man in front of him, with blood stains on his face and a demon-like look. He couldn't help taking a step back.

He frowned at the gasping young man and said softly, "You are the young man who came to the store to order a ring the other day!"

"It's me... It's me... Give me the ring... Give it to me... She's leaving, she's leaving!" Xingchen bent down, put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and gasped like a cow, looking embarrassed.

The craftsman sighed and didn't ask much about what had happened. He turned around and took a small sandalwood box from the shelf and said, "I have nothing to do recently, so I just concentrate on building the prince's ring. The construction period is also a little ahead of schedule. It was done the day before yesterday, just wait for the prince to pick it." With that, he opened the box and handed it to the stars.

"The prince inspected the goods."

What an exquisite craftsmanship. The silver and rose gold set off each other. The red rose on the rose gold on the silver background is etched with complicated and gorgeous red roses, and the silver on the rose gold silver foil sets off the color luster with the silver, and always makes exquisite white lotus. It's really an eye-catching work.

"I take the liberty to ask, why is the prince so depressed? What's wrong?" The craftsman handed the box to Xingchen's hand and asked with concern.

"She's leaving... She's leaving, but I don't want to lose her, and I don't want to... I'm going to chase her..."

The craftsman looked gentle and said, "Then go after it. Even if you can't catch it back, there will be no regret in your heart."

He shook his sleeves, revealing a delicate green jade bracelet on his wrist, and laughed, "Don't be blameless, I'm not Longyang's habit of breaking sleeves. This bracelet was originally intended for a girl. At that time, I was poor. She was a young lady, but she didn't dislike me being poor. I always wanted to give her something. Thinking that she had this craft, she gave her a bracelet that she sharpened with her own hands. She secretly misappropriated the jade material sent by Guzhu and grinded a bracelet. As a result, she was sued to the government by Guzhu and imprisoned in prison for three years. In her first year in prison, she made a lot of relationships to get me out. Unfortunately, her family refused. Originally, I was a poor boy. Their family closed their eyes and didn't say anything, but after being sent to prison, her family was completely unwilling and felt that I was unreliable. During my three years in prison, she wrote me three letters. One was to believe me. When I came out, one was that her family was going to force her to marry. The last one was that she felt too tired to live and couldn't hold on. Just a month before I was released from prison, I was killed by myself..."

The craftsman's tone is plain, like talking about other people's things, with a calm and peaceful expression, but his eyes are full of memories.

"This bracelet was originally given to her, but after I was released from prison, she was dead and couldn't send it out. I wore it and raised jade for her for about 30 years. At first, the bracelet was only a little moist green. After so many years, it was finally all green... Every time I saw this bracelet, It's like seeing her, although she has been dead for 30 years.

"So, young people, don't be afraid that you can't say your feelings. You'd rather be bold. Even if you are regarded as a fool by others, don't hold it in your heart and leave regrets for yourself. This kind of lovesickness is the most painful!" The craftsman smiled and patted him on the shoulder with a gentle smile.

The stars were stunned and had already burst into tears.

He opened the sandalwood box tremblingly, took out a ring, put it on his finger, put the other one carefully, held it in his arms, pointed his head at the craftsman, and ran outside the house.