021: Eternal loneliness

Lu Ning looked at the emerald and charming jewelry in the dressing box, and she couldn't even say anything in surprise.

The headdresses and bead hairpins made of a little green craftsmanship are like a slowly pushing away lake, reflecting the blue of the sky and the bright sunshine, scattering the sparkling light. But these unpredictable lusters are mixed in one place to form a gradual subtle color, from dark blue to dark green, and then to the light lake blue color as clear as the lake, which is so dazzling and charming, which attracts people's attention. These emerald colors are dotted on the jewelry of gold or silver, which more and more sets off its noble and rare, vividly close to the green eyes.

"A Li, this is..." Lu Ning couldn't believe it, but muttered in surprise.

"This is all what he asked me to bring." He Zizi said slowly, stretched out his hand, and took out a fan-shaped emerald head. It was a fan made of several exquisite phoenix feathers connected. The tails of the feathers were dotted with emerald and charming colors, comparable to the gem-like brilliance. At the end of the fan, a warm and white pearl hung down. Do you remember this? He said that he promised you that he would give it to you at the age of seventeen..."

Green stared at the head. There were nine feathers of the phoenix. As a member of the royal family, he naturally knew the meaning of the nine phoenix tails. Nine is the most noble number in the royal family, and the nine birds and the phoenix naturally take the meaning of the king of birds and the head of the palace. As Huanan Yongjia said, in his heart, there is only one person for his queen. From beginning to end, there is only one person.

Slowly closing her eyes, Lu Ning's heart couldn't stop the pain again. She felt that she was trembling slightly.

He Zizi looked at Lv Ning for a long time, and then sighed, put down the nod green head in his hand, then got up and circled behind Lv Ning, stretched out his hand, untied Lv Ning's long hair, and hung it behind him.

In his hand, there is a comb made of emerald. The fresh and green color is like a clear lake condensed, swimming in the green waterfall-like black hair.

And He Zizi's fingers are slender, holding the comb gently, and gently combing her long hair for Lv Ning.

The green silk is like a waterfall, and it is like a graceful miss. From beginning to end, it is tied. Whose heart is it?

Lv Ning gently closed her eyes and felt He Zizi's gentle movements. I don't know why, at this moment, only felt that He Zizi was a skilled craftsman who could weave and mend the loopholes of his clothes, and slowly made up for the lack of his heart.

He Zizi pulled her long hair into a loose bun. At that time, another masked girl in white brought a bowl of white porridge. The fragrance of porridge suddenly filled the room, but Lv Ning just looked and shook her head gently.

"Come on," He Zizi picked up the bowl of white porridge and handed it to Lv Ning. "Eat something. After a while, I'll take you a long way. You need a lot of physical strength."

A long way?

Lv Ning was slightly stunned, but when she looked up, she saw that He Zizi's eyes were condensed with solemn seriousness. Even though he had a lot of worries in his heart that made him not want to eat anything, Lv Ning still took over the bowl of white porridge.

A Li said that he had a way to take himself to Yongjia in South China. Lu Ning believes that A Li will help her achieve it, no matter what method she uses.

Lvning scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, put it on his lips, tasted it gently, and suddenly felt that it was full of fragrance, sweet and fragrant.

"What is this porridge?" Even though he grew up in the palace and was tightly surrounded by brocade clothes and jade food, Lvning has never eaten such a sweet and delicious rice porridge. He simply stopped and looked up and asked.

"Your Highness, this is my marquis's favorite lotus root lotus porridge. It is made by crushing lotus root into powder, then boiling lotus seed water with water as soup, and adding japonica rice. In the meantime, high-quality honey is also added. The voice of the girl in white seemed to contain a smile, sweet and sweet. "You are really blessed. This bowl of porridge was cooked for you by my marquis himself. It has been warmed on the stove, but it is really full of heat and heart."

There was a trace of waves in He Zizi's eyes, but the waves flashed on the vast sea, which was fleeting.

"You go out." He Zizi said indifferently.

"Yes." The girl hurriedly responded, bowed and then turned around and retreated.

"You cooked it, A Li?" Lu Ning's heart was moved, and the porridge bowl in his hand warmed a lot.

He Zizi didn't answer, but said jokely, "If you don't eat fast, I'm afraid your heart will be cold."

Lv Ning gently squeezed her lips, then picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful, raised it to her lips and ate it. So delicious, so soft, so sweet, A Li, I really didn't know you would do this. If you had known earlier, why didn't you show it to me earlier and teach me to taste your craft earlier? That's good. It's been so many years..."

It's late...so many years...

He Zizi shook her head helplessly: "Your mouth is very busy, but you can't even stop eating. Come on, I have to find something for you to be honest with you.

Although his mouth was ridiculed, his heart had already been annihilated by the pain of a vast ocean.

Ning'er, Ning'er, you and I have missed more than just a few years.

You don't know which one I didn't remember in my heart, the road I walked, the words I said, the tears I shed, and the songs I sang?

Master told me that as a wizard, he must have been the messenger of hell in his previous life and the close messenger of the Bodhisattva of the King of Dizang. However, the Bodhisattva is still cruel. Why didn't he take the wizard's heart together before the reincarnation of this life? Why do I have to use a heart made of meat when I step on the reincarnation and the world, and carry out this task that is destined to not be able to join my feelings?

Yes, Bodhisattva is not a mortal. He has no seven emotions and six desires, so he can't experience this kind of heartfelt pain.

Yes, all kinds of pain come from the heart...

Ning'er, you and I have missed the past life and this life, but even in the afterlife, we can't reach and look forward to it. You and I are doomed to miss it after all.

Doomed to be missed...

However, even if I miss this moment of meeting, this moment is relative to the look at each other sitting under the candlelight, so that I can personally wipe the tears on your face, and let me comb your long hair with my own hands.

My Ning'er, you don't know how much I want to accompany you and comb this green silk for you, from this life to the next life, from green silk to white hair... You don't know how much I want to cook this delicious meal for you in person every day, from the youthful youth to the help of old.

However, some people are destined to stay alone.

All alone, lonely forever...