Speakless ending

In the dark room, everything is as silent as death.

"I'm sorry for you, ninth brother. If you want to complain, blame me!"

He said, "Brother, I'm very satisfied that you can come to see me. Our brother, haven't sat so peacefully and drank together for a long time, which suddenly reminded me of many things in the palace before. Do you remember your eightth birthday that year?

Dongling Chutian looked at him with a slightly pale face and said sadly, "I don't remember."

He leaned slightly, as if he wanted to make himself more comfortable, and then replied, "In those years, we were the real brothers. We rode and hunted with our father. Ten steps, a hundred steps, under the light sand and the scorching sun, the horses are running, the blades are rubbed, the sonorous chest, the tiger's mouth is majestic, dipped in the splash of blood. At that time, the sound moved the world and the tile house flew down. The sound of gold, drums, swords, and horses will make me unforgettable in my life..."

Dongling Chutian listened and was silent. Then, he poured out a glass of wine and said, "Ninth brother, in fact, there is one thing I haven't told you."

He smiled and bowed his head without asking. It seems that he has made it clear, seems to have cleared his mind, and no longer cares about everything in the outside world.

He said, "In those years, my father actually wanted to be in you... but... he was the queen..."

He waved his hand and smiled bitterly, signaling him not to go on.

There was another silence, and both of them lay on the grass in large shape, silent. However, for Dongling Xuehan, he looked more and more pale and ugly. Perhaps, for so many years, his unwillingness is because he fully knows about it, or perhaps, he has been completely afraid of brotherhood.

For a long time, he broke this awkward silence again. He said, "Brother, there are many things in the world that can't be explained. Since we can't explain it clearly, don't say it clearly. Really, there are too many things that can't be explained in the world."

He said, "Good!" Thin lips one by one, but there is obviously unspeakable bitterness.

"Do you remember that we liked to sneak out of the palace, climb to the top of the palace, and then look at the blue sky. Do you remember that when we were in the wild many years ago, we saw a rabbit caught by an eagle and couldn't resist?"

He nodded and said yes, but said nothing.

After a long silence, the atmosphere became sad and distant. Those things seem to have happened yesterday and seem to be as far away as a century away.

He sighed and took another pot of wine from the side. I poured a cup with my own hands; "Brother, I still remember that the first time I got angry in the palace was when you were locked in the imperial study and couldn't get out. At that time, I wanted to drink with you, but my mother said that you would be the future monarch and not be wild with me. Since then, we haven't had a good drink. I don't know if you may be honored today?

Dongling Chutian's heartstrings moved slightly, and his thoughts drifted back to a long time ago, which touched him slightly. He wanted to drink it in one gulp, but when he saw the haggard Dongling Xuehan, he couldn't bear it and said lightly, "Ninth brother, you are sick. Don't drink too much. This is not good..."

He frowned slightly and said unhappily, "What are you doing? Can't you be my last feast?"

Dongling Chutian suddenly felt sad, turned his head not to look at him, and shifted his eyes elsewhere. Then, he got up and crossed his legs to hide his sadness. He picked up the glass and said casually, "Ninth brother, don't worry, you won't die. At least, I won't watch you die."

He said, "Okay, there is wine and brothers, but it's just the wrong environment. Life is that floating cloud. In fact, people will always figured it out. Those chasing things don't belong to you. Why do you have to bind yourself? Brother, don't you think so? I'll do it..."

"What? Brother Jiu, what else did you think of?

"That's not the case, it's just learning from the ancients and drinking in prison."

He listened to the words repeatedly, drank silently, and didn't know what to say.

Seeing the current appearance of the ninth brother, he was no longer in a man. Although he knew that this was a little too much, he could not help him as an emperor now. Suddenly, he felt uncomfortable again and drank violently.

After drinking, Dongling Xuehan squeezed his pale lips and raised his eyes, "Brother, you should cherish everything that belongs to you now and protect the people you want to protect. Don't be like me. You must live a good life.

He nodded; "I will do my best."

He said with a smile, "Brother, are you so serious every time you see me? You always say that I won't laugh. In fact, I always want to laugh happily, but I can't laugh, because in the royal family, you have to disguise yourself if you want to survive. Make yourself more majestic and cold than ordinary people, and my mother said that it was the prince's demeanor. Now, I'll make a grimace for you."

When Dongling Chutian heard the words, a mouthful of wine spewed out. He stared at Dongling Xuehan and said in surprise: "I... did I hear it correctly, right? Fimace?"

Dongling Xuehan smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I have always learned. But I didn't dare to do it. I secretly did it once in private and was found out by my mother, and I was punished.

He put his shoulders on his shoulders in astonishment; "Why didn't I hear from you about this?"

He shook his head; "This kind of thing is disgraceful, how can I say it? Besides, you won't believe it, brother. Now, I haven't hidden anything from you. Hey, brother, do you want to learn? Can I teach you?"

After listening, Dongling Chutian flashed in time and said with a sad face, "No, ninth brother, hehe, you are also a stranger. In this case, can you still be in this mood?"

"Anyway, just once, that's all. I'll sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman today. Let me show you."

After saying that, Dongling Xuehan smiled and ignored the rest. He rolled up his sleeves, pulled his face, then rolled his eyes and spit out his tongue.

At this time, Dongling Chutian put down the cup, covered his stomach, and fell to the ground with laughter. He pointed to Dongling Xuehan but couldn't speak, just laughed wildly.

With a smile, tears came out.

Looking at the royal brother who laughed so gaffe for the first time, Dongling Xuehan knew that he was also a match for his first absurdity. For a long time, he looked at the royal brother helplessly and kept drinking sadly.

He knew that he was going to die, but he couldn't give up. On one side is the royal brother, and on the other side is Su Nianwei. He is about to leave the two most important people in his life. What should I do? What should I do?

Seeing Dongling Xuehan's sudden appearance, Dongling Chutian gradually calmed down, got up and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ninth brother, are you a little tired? Have a good sleep first. How about coming to accompany you tomorrow?"

He said, "Good!" I saw him off.

After saying that, he sighed, sat for a moment, drank all the wine, got up and left.

Looking at his faraway back, he told himself that there is only so much I can do. I know that you look down on me like this. In fact, I also hope that I can live the same frankly and without any regret. It's just that the times are unfavorable.

.........................

Out of the prison door, Dongling Chutian looked at the sunny day, and the haze in his heart was always thrown away.

He turned around and shouted at the jailers on both sides, "What I told you yesterday was the same as the wind in my ear, right? The imperial doctor said that his condition worsened today because he didn't take the medicine last night. Do you dare to treat the king of Han so suddenly and want to fall to the ground?

The two jailers were so scared that they trembled and quickly knelt down and kowtowed; "The emperor spared his life. It was not that the little ones did not treat the prince, but that the prince was furious at night and spilled the soup. The little ones have been splashed by the prince several times.

"You mean he doesn't drink it himself?"

"It's exactly like back to the emperor."

"He..."

Looking at the plain-shirted woman coming towards her, Dongling Chutian was speechless, but looked at her in a stunned way, and he didn't know where to start.

She looked calm, held the guqin in her hand, and came lightly like the wind, with a pale face; "Have you just come to see Xue Han?"

Hearing the words, he was stunned and nodded.

She asked, "Has Xue Han's condition not improved?"

He couldn't answer, so he could only shake his head.

"I want to go in and see him."

From her puffy face and slightly red eyes, it can be seen that she did not sleep all night. His heart ached slightly and he wanted to refuse. However, with her stubborn nature, he knew that it was just in vain.

"She wants to go in. You can't go in without my order."

No one dared to disobey the emperor's decree and immediately praised; "Yes!"

Su Nianwei glanced at him slightly, his eyes were soft, and he slowly entered without saying anything.

......................

Soon, she stepped to Dongling Xuehan's side and looked at the prison full of the smell of wine. She looked sadly at the motionless sitting on the ground.

She said, "Did you drink?" The tone was slightly angry, but with a little helplessness.

He turned his head and saw Su Nianwei, who came, with a momentary light in his gray eyes. Then he nodded and said, "Yes, I haven't suffered so much with my brother for a long time. I was so happy that I drank some.

She looked at him, sitting in a corner of the cell, with her back against the cold stone slab, and a strong pain broke out in silence, which was a pain that could not be said in front of others. This pain carries too much content, and it will eventually end with death.

At this time, bean tears oozed out of her eyes, but she bit her red lips desperately and restrained herself from making a sound.

He knew that she was worried about herself and felt a pain in her heart. She wanted to comfort her, but kept coughing. He stretched out his hand palely, but he didn't have any strength.

Recently, a mouthful of blood came out and hit the wall, and his eyes were red.

She was shocked, put down the piano and got up to find a royal doctor, but he tried his best to hold her clothes.

His lips were stained with a different red, his face was pale and weak, and his forehead was cold and sweaty.

He almost pleaded, "I hope you can stay with me at the last moment!" I'm getting moldy and want to bask in the sun.

She nodded with tears and said, "Okay, I'll help you. I'll help you out now. I'll take you to see the sun outside, and I'll go on an outing with you."

He clasped his fingers with her and shook his head with satisfaction; "No, I'm a little crazy about the dream when I go out. I'm afraid I really won't have a chance with the palace. I can't get out. I'm so tired that I don't want to move for a moment..."

She shook her head and couldn't help praying. She said, "No, you'll be fine. Look, I brought the piano, and I'll stroke the piano for you."

He turned his head and looked at the bright black Guqin with satisfaction, and then his red lips sneed. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. Just pointing to the piano with a longing face.

Su Nianwei seemed to understand his intention and quickly put him down, picked up the piano, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I'll touch the piano for you now."

After saying that, she stroked the strings carefully, and its sound was like a clear stream between the streams, and she moved with her backhand, calm and thick as the echo of an empty valley. Wry smile, press the string.

Yes, how can she play the piano well in this situation?

She looked at him as if she had closed her eyes and outlined a strange smile at the corners of her mouth. She knew that he was listening. Suddenly, he got up, put his back to the guqin, thought for a moment, and then sat next to him, like jade bright and slender fingers gently close his hair, leading him to sing high; "

Is it destined for you and me to have no result

Why do you still need moths to fight the fire

It's about being trapped by love

Is it right or wrong

Maybe fate is destined for you and I can only pass by

In this case, there is no need to be sad

Watch the flowers bloom and watch the tide rise and fall

Look at the joys and sorrows of the world

I drift with the past

The more you escape, the more torture

The old days are like dreams. I was overwhelmed by the old days

What else is left besides memories

Once loved and loved me

Now there is only loneliness

What fate do you want to live alone

Is this the promise you made

Once walked through the wind and rain

Now the lonely and tearful

The deeper you love, the more you pay

Since you want to be free, I have nothing to say..."

Song... He clenched her hand and loosened it slightly. It was cold without any anger...

She plucked the strings with her backhand for a turbulent sound, and the flowing clouds turned into the anger of the battlefield of life and death.

All the sounds stopped suddenly. She turned her head and looked at him, with blood still hanging at the corners of her mouth, but smiled strangely again. The exposed teeth are very white and a little dazzling, which makes people suddenly feel like the end of the hero. Her eyes closed and she couldn't speak with sadness.

Is all this futile and wasteful? In the end, fate can't escape...

Is it really going to die this time...

Why, it ended in such a hurry...

She finally couldn't help crying...

Listening to her crying, he rushed in from the outside.

White clothes, as red as before.

He walked over, hugged her, and looked at his pale and sleeping ninth brother. He asked Qiqi, "What's wrong with him?"

She got up, wiped away her tears, and stopped talking. She just looked at the people on the ground silently and walked away.

Yes, whether you say it or not, the result is the same. If you had known this, why did you do it at the beginning? Everything, everything, is gone.

Stepping to the gate, he finally couldn't help spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and tears rolled down. Su Nianwei forced to step out and left.

(With me for so long, it's finally going to end. Is everyone as reluctant to give up as me? I was thinking that the task was finally completed. Everyone, it's up to you. Give me some advice and let me adopt the message. It's not easy for this book to get to this day. It's all up to you. I am a person who likes tragedy. I think the end of tragedy is more unforgettable. You can call me a pervert, haha~~~~)