Chapter 63 Looking back, people are empty and thin

The courtyard on the side of Yanyufang is elegant and pleasant. Yin Xiaoting walked to the upstairs room and saw the bamboo curtain drooping, the window screen slightly covered, and the interior was exquisitely decorated. He sat in front of the round wooden table, glanced at Jiang Che lying behind the veil, and sighed slightly: "I didn't expect you to have never left Kyoto!"

He pulled the corners of his mouth and said thousands of words, but he didn't know how to say it for a moment.

For a long time, Yin Xiaoting heard a very light sigh and was about to speak. Shadowless knocked on the door to lead Lan Xin in.

Lan Xinfu: "Second son!"

Yin Xiaoting nodded: "Is it Pianxuan who let you come?"

Lan Xin swallowed and did not answer. He silently took out the small porcelain bottle in his arms and carefully pushed it on the table: "Second son, this is Jinchuang ointment, a good medicine for healing!"

Jiang Che smiled bitterly: "Lan Xin, tell me, what did she say?"

She shook her head: "I didn't say anything!"

He moved his body, pulled the wound, and took a breath in pain: "Don't lie to me, okay?"

Yin Xiaoting looked at Lan Xin's face and knew that it would not be a good word. He covered his mouth and coughed dryly: "You should take a good rest first, and we'll talk about other things later."

Jiang Che struggled to get up and said with difficulty, "Don't hide it from me, okay?"

Lan Xin wrangled his little hand, glanced at Yin Xiaoting, lowered his head, and repeated Yin Pianxuan's words in a low voice.

Yes, this is like her! Jiang Che slowly closed his eyes: "It's really straightforward to die!"

"Pingxuan is just a momentary angry word, don't pay attention to it!" Yin Xiaoting couldn't help comforting. He looked at Wuying and Lanxin and ordered, "Wuying, Lanxin, go back to your house first and look at her. Don't let her make trouble. I'm here!"

Wuying and Lanxin nodded, and the two withdrew from Yanyufang.

Wuying glanced at Lan Xin beside him. There were too many doubts. He wanted to ask several times, but finally didn't ask. Instead, Lan Xin nagging to himself, "I said let me see him again. I must kill him for Xiangzhu, and now I can't do it again!"

He silently listened to Lan Xin's chatter, and more or less had a general understanding of their past. He sighed secretly, who could predict the world? Is it fortunate or unfortunate to see you now?

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On the stone table, there was a hollow bronze wine stove with low burning charcoal and warm wine in the ear cup on the stove. Lin Wan took down the ear cup and presented it to him, breaking the silence: "Your Majesty, would you like to hear my concubine tell a story?"

Xia Houchen sips of wine, frowned slightly, and nodded gently.

Lin Wan thanked softly and said softly.

He was born in a scholarly family. His parents died of illness a few years ago. He lived on the street to write and draw for people.

She was born in a scholarly family, and her father was a good friend of her father.

He refused her father's help. He said that it was best to live unrestrainedly, not for fame or profit.

She admires his character, appreciates his talent, envies his handsomeness, and often competes with him until she gets married.

Six months later, the day before a festive day, he found her and told her that what he would marry tomorrow was the woman he liked, a woman he could exchange with his life.

For the first time, he talked about an enchanting woman in front of her, and she knew the woman, because the woman would go to pray for blessings on the first day of each month. One day, she met the woman and was deeply attracted by the woman. She was a fresh woman. Zi, a woman as beautiful as peaches and plums!

She almost listened to the story between them with tears, an elegant but sad story.

He said that without her, every day was cloudy and rainy, and she was all bright, warm and gorgeous. But he had to leave because he couldn't resist some things; he couldn't take her away, because he was afraid and couldn't give her a lifetime of happiness. He made a painful choice: fly away alone!

He said goodbye to her, but he couldn't rest assured and sincerely asked her to take good care of the woman for him, because that woman and her place were in the same place.

She was moved by his emotions and promised him, but politely left him. She told him that he could not fly away and face this situation bravely. If the woman can be happy, please let him go!

He finally agreed and stayed at the temple where the woman went to Xiangxiang. On the first day of every month, he looked at the woman from afar and listened to her words. There was always a tender smile on the corners of his mouth. Finally, he always smiled and said to her: "She is such a woman, a woman who makes people love and hate! "

When he heard her laugh, his shallow smile was like a bright moon; when he heard her cry, he even hurt his eyebrows; when he heard her finally get her husband's favor, he was silent, then smiled and said lightly, "That's all right!"

Lin Wan smiled and warmed a glass of wine and pushed it in front of him: "The prince knows what happened next!"

Xia Houchen silently drank all the glass of wine: "So you have been defending her everywhere!"

"I want to borrow his words, because in my eyes, she is also bright, warm and gorgeous. The women in the world are not as real as her, not as good as her, not as sincere as her!"

He took a deep breath: "Wan'er wants me to let Jiang Che go?"

"If there is anything wrong with him, then his only fault is to meet her!" In fact, he was not wrong when he met her. What was wrong was the shallow fate, and what was wrong was the trick of God's will! But if this can be exchanged for his peace, it must be worth it!

Xiahou Chen got up with a tense face, took two steps and stopped: "If that cat was found by Jiang Che, I don't want to see it again!"

Lin Wan**'s lips whispered, "That's a little demon!"

"The little demon is dead!"

The little demon is dead?! Lin Wan looked at his back and suddenly sighed. His tone was so sure that the little demon had no hope of survival! And he attacked the little demon, because the little demon was given to her by Jiang Che?

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Mei Xiang lowered her head and twisted her hands uneasily: "The princess won't let the maidservant follow!"

Xia Houchen suddenly felt haggard and pinched his eyebrows: "When did you leave?"

Mei Xiang whispered back, "After the prince left Yun Yuexuan, the princess ordered Lan Xin to go out and not let the maidservant wait on her. She tore a bed of brocade quilt, and then left without saying a word!"

sighed secretly, how could she ignore it? How could she stay obediently after such a stalemate? She made another grand announcement, and from beginning to end, he was the only one who was wrong!

The night had come. He waited for the negative answer of Lan Xin and Wuying. He took a deep breath and left Yun Yuexuan indifferently.

Seeing that Xia Houchen was indifferent to her departure, she was worried. She was not in the royal palace or Yanyufang. Where can she go alone? He turned his head and left. Lan Xin stretched out his hand to stop him: "Are you going to find the princess? Do you know where the princess is? I'm going too!"

Wuying hesitated for a moment: "She may go somewhere! Stay here, I'll go!"

The man left quickly, and Lan Xin couldn't keep up, so angry that he stamped his feet in place.

He left Lanxin far away, rode straight out of Tonghua Gate, rode the moonlight, arrived at the bamboo forest, tied the horse, followed the secluded path of the bamboo forest, stepped on the melody of bamboo leaves, and searched all the way. Seeing a faint light in the night from afar, his heart was a little excited. His eyes turned, his footsteps softened, and slowly approached the light.

The bright light came out from the bamboo house. He held his breath and listened for a moment. He didn't hear anyone's voice. He stepped forward and called tentatively. No one answered. He hesitated for a moment and pushed the door and entered. His red clothes fell into his eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief and approached the bamboo bed to explore her situation. Seeing that she was just drunk, he was completely relieved.

Wuying looked at the bamboo house, which was extremely simple and didn't seem to be inhabited. He reached out and touched the bamboo table, but there was no dust. He thought it was cleaning it. He stared straight at the lamp on the table for a long time and couldn't figure out a clue. He looked around with the light and found a neatly stacked black clothes in the small bamboo box under the bamboo bed. .

He frowned slightly and shook off his black clothes, which was no different from the clothes of the masked man he saw in the forest that day. For a moment, he looked at her, hesitated, and gently covered her black clothes to block the cold invasion in the middle of the night.

He sat quietly on the bamboo steps, leaned against the bamboo railing, closed his eyes, and vaguely felt a little inappropriate. He searched around and found no trace of people. Although he was still doubtful, he stayed at the door without thinking much.

For a long time, a black dress quietly stepped on the moonlight from the roof of the bamboo house.