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Before he left, he said, "I'm going to look for medicine. I won't be in Liangzhu for a while. Just take the medicine according to my prescription. When I come back, I will find a way to detoxify you."

"Thank you!"

Her eyes didn't stay on him for long, everyone was coming and going like A Yuan.

As soon as Li Xianchen left, Gou Yue called to Zhi Qiu Dongning to put everything on the carriage and take them all to the mountain.

She likes to be quiet. Liangzhu is very lively in her younger years, but she feels panicked by the noise.

There are people who are very important to Gou Yue on that mountain. Her mother is buried there, as well as Wen Yuanzhi.

The houses on the mountain are very simple, just a few simple thatched houses.

Living in a thatched cottage is not that comfortable, but it is more comfortable.

The New Year is approaching, and the team returning to the royal court arrives in the grassland in great force.

During the Annan Festival, people on the grasslands hang prayer flags on their tents to pray for good weather and peace for people and animals in the coming year.

The royal ceremony may seem more complicated, but in fact the process is still the same.

Han Cheng followed the Empress Dowager and hung the prayer flags one by one.

People were singing and dancing at the Annan Festival, but Han Cheng seemed to be a person independent from the excitement.

She followed the Queen Mother like a zombie until it was her turn to step forward to tie the prayer flags.

This is her first time coming to Annan Street. When she was a queen, she had never been out of Liangzhu.

The five-color prayer flags represent the blue sky, white clouds, flames, earth and water, and are a unique way of sustenance for people on the grassland.

When the five-color cloth strips printed with sutras are blown by the wind, it is equivalent to reciting the above sutras once, which means that they are chanting sutras and chanting Buddha day and night to show their piety.

A gust of wind blew by, and the prayer flags blew into Han Cheng's face.

The faded writing swayed in the wind.

"I wish Cheng'er everything goes well and everything goes well."

"Cheng'er Chunqi Xia'an, Autumn Sui Dongxi."

……

Behind every prayer flag are the words Mo Du.

Han Cheng has never been to the Annam Festival, but her name is behind every prayer flag on the Annam Festival.

Thousands of prayer flags were swaying in the breeze of the grassland. She stood in the wind. For a moment, she suddenly wanted to cry.

He actually really loves her, why does he prefer her?

She actually knew Mo Du's intentions, but she never believed that this feeling was true.

She has known Mo Du for a long time, and she knows that Mo Du is an ambitious person, and he will give in to anything that is beneficial to his cause.

Han Cheng thought from beginning to end that he was a part of the great cause of silent poisoning.

Modu had to marry her to get the support of the Han family.

As time goes by, the scenery of fluttering prayer flags has always existed on this grassland.

Whether it is a snowy winter or a summer with abundant pasture, prayer flags are praying in the wind, expressing unfinished blessings instead of silence.

A gust of wind blew by, and the prayer flags brushed Han Cheng's hair.

Liangzhu enters the coldest time of the year during the Chinese New Year.

The thatched cottage is fine for living in the summer, but it's not very wind-resistant in the winter.

Zhiqiu and Dongning were busy plugging up the cracks in the thatched cottage with mud to prevent the cold wind from entering the house.

Gou Yue didn't feel cold, so she opened the window and let the wind from outside flow in.

After drinking the medicine Li Xianchen brought back from outside, she couldn't say whether she felt better or not.

She was very hot, even though she was only wearing a thin cotton coat.

Snowflakes were flying outside again, blowing along the cold wind to Gou Yue's hair, and falling on Gou Yue's eyelashes.

Snow, the snow in Liangzhu, always reminds Gouyue a lot.

When she followed Wen Yuanzhi back to Liangzhu, it was also at this time that the two of them went to the street to buy things for the New Year.

Later, in order to find an antidote for Wen Yuanzhi, they also went to the snowy mountains. Looking at the snow all over the mountains and fields for a long time made people dizzy and could not see the road in front of them clearly.

He and A Yuan defeated Ruozhi, and when the class teacher returned to Liangzhu, it happened to be snowing.

The snow was really heavy at that time. The two of them were sitting by the window playing chess, and they could clearly hear the sound of the snow breaking the pine branches.

The two of them talked about going out for a walk when the sun came up, but A Yuan stayed in yesterday forever.

The snow was still falling, and Li Xianchen braved the wind and snow to go up the mountain.

"Didn't I say it would snow today and I didn't want you to come?"

Gou Yue came down from the window, walked to the charcoal basin, stretched out her hand and pretended to start grilling too.

Li Xianchen was obviously frozen. He spread his hands on the charcoal basin and rubbed them vigorously.

"How could I not come? You took my medicine. Your Majesty will make me submit a pulse report every day."

"But I don't think you are an obedient person, even if that person is the emperor."

Li Xianchen was speechless, and silently put his warmed hand on Gou Yue's wrist.

Gou Yue felt hot in her heart. She always felt that her body was also hot. Even Zhi Qiu couldn't put on more clothes for her.

In fact, it was just the opposite. Li Xianchen felt that Gou Yue's hands were colder than the snow outside.

Li Xianchen thought that he had learned all the skills from his master and that there was no one more powerful than him in the world.

Now facing Gou Yue's situation, I still don't know whether what I did was right or wrong.

The result of using strong drugs is that there is no way to control the direction. Once out of control, the consequences are irreversible.

The snow was still falling, pressing thickly on the roof of the thatched cottage.

"Looks like we need to go out and shake the snow off the roof, otherwise the house will collapse."

Li Xianchen took some bamboo poles from behind the door and went to play with the snow outside.

Gou Yue also got up and prepared to help.

"I didn't tell you that you don't need to come out. It's too cold outside. Please go in quickly."

"How long do you have to go alone? It's getting dark. If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to see."

Li Xianchen had no choice but to let Gou Yue take away the two bamboo poles from his hand.

The thatched cottage is not load-bearing, so we cannot stand on it and push the snow off. We can only push the snow off bit by bit under the eaves.

The snow on the roof fell and splashed a white mist. Without paying attention, large snowflakes fell on the hair and shoulders of Gou Yue and Li Xianchen.

Heavy snow has sealed the mountain, and the way down the mountain is almost impossible to find.

There are still two vacant rooms in Gou Yue's thatched cottage, so Li Xianchen will have to stay here for a few days.

Living here saves trouble, as it saves Li Xianchen from having to worry about Gou Yue when he goes down the mountain.

There is only one carbon basin in the thatched cottage, and of course it needs to be used first.

Gou Yue gave him the stove, which was less useful than the carbon basin.

The red-hot coals in the hand stove transferred heat from the palm of his hand to Li Xianchen's whole body.

Because it was snowing, the sky was still gloomy, even though it was almost noon.

The moon is getting up as late as before, but now it's getting up earlier and later.

She now only eats lunch a day, skipping both breakfast and dinner.

You can skip meals, but you can't stop taking medicine for one day.

On the stove, Dong Ning was boiling medicine for Gou Yue, and the medicine cup was bubbling.

The heat formed into mist a little further away, and the air was filled with the faint bitterness of the decoction.

When Dong Ning saw Li Xianchen coming in, she asked, "Sir, you are hungry. I will prepare some for you right now."

"Trouble", Li Xianchen said. The girls in the palace are extremely deft at work.

In less than half an hour, the table was already full.

The heavy snow sealed the mountain for half a month. It was not until the sun came out that the snow turned into gurgling water and flowed down the mountain.

On this sunny day, a new guest came to Gou Yue's hut.

It's just a kite and a palace that can't be together.

"Auntie", Zhan Yuan was calling from far down the mountain.

Gou Yue heard a familiar voice and got up from the bed with difficulty.

When she arrived at the door, Zhan Yuan had already arrived in the yard.

It seemed that Li Xianchen's strategy of telling Gong Bucheng was successful.

The martyr girl was afraid of entangling the man, but Gong Bucheng finally got hold of the kite.

Zhan Yuan didn't know Gou Yue's situation. She came here to give Gou Yue the seeds of the Annan Festival.

Every year at the end of the Annam festival, cedar seeds are thrown.

Cedar is a very fast-growing tree. It can grow as tall as a human in two or three years, and it can be cut down for lumber in less than ten years.

In the eyes of the grassland people, cedar is a symbol of vitality. If the seeds snatched during the Annan Festival can germinate in the next spring, the person who planted the seeds with his own hands will be regarded as being blessed by the immortal sky. people.

Every year after the Annan Festival, a batch of cedar seeds are planted on the grassland.

Gou Yue is not in the grassland, and Zhan Yuan wants to bring this blessing from afar to Gou Yue.

Regarding the Annan Festival, I really can’t remember the moon.

When she was very young, her mother took her there.

That year, she planted a cedar of her own in the cedar forest.

After so many years, she never went back to see if her cedar had sprouted.

Since her mother passed away and her father disappeared, no one has brought Gou Yue to the Annam Festival anymore.

Gou Yue herself didn't want to go. The lively atmosphere made her dissociate. This atmosphere did not belong to her, and she was alone.

The moon yields seeds, and inside are the seeds carefully wrapped by the kite.

"Why do you come here in person after such a long journey? Didn't you say that you would never go back to Liangzhu again?" Gou Yue asked.

Zhan Yuan's daughter's shyness crawled onto her cheeks. Li Xianchen's medical skills were superb, and now the skin on her face was smooth, without even a single scar.

"Auntie, you said that I might meet someone better than your Majesty, or I might meet someone worse than your Majesty."

"Now that I have met him, he is a better person than His Majesty."

A smile crept up the corner of Zhan Yuan's mouth. People who are in love are always like this, which makes people envious.

Li Xianchen and Gong Buli were in Canxue, not knowing what they were talking about.

Gou Yue asked quietly, "What are you doing?"

Zhan Yuan smiled and said nothing.

"When you left Liangzhu that day, you told me that you wanted to be the Lord of the Royal Court. How can you do this?"

"Auntie, just come out and play for a while, it won't affect anything," Zhan Yuan hugged Gou Yue's arm and said affectionately.

There was a stinging pain in Gou Yue's arm, as if thousands of arrows were stabbing her together. She could not dodge the invisible arrows and could only endure it.

Zhan Yuan didn't know that Gou Yue's body was now in pain even with the slightest touch, and she was still shaking Gou Yue in her arms.

Gou Yue was a little dizzy from being shaken, and she grabbed Zhan Yuan's sleeves fiercely to prevent herself from falling down.

Zhan Yuan was startled by Gou Yue's sudden strength, "Aunt?"

Gou Yue made up his mind and said, "I'm fine."

When she raised her head again, Gou Yue's face returned to its previous look.

She smiled fondly. She didn't know what this smile looked like to Zhan Yuan. Gou Yue only knew that she smiled as hard as she could.

"Think about it for yourself, is it really just for a short time?"

"Hmm..." Zhanyuan replied, but her head was shaking.

Gou Yue stopped asking. If he asked again, Zhan Yuan and the others would not have fun when they came out to play.

Life is short, do whatever you want to do, why dwell on past plans.

If you want to put it this way, I looked down upon Wen Yuanzhi's crooked Yanren the most back then. Why was he still here with him in the end, and even wanted to be buried with him after he died?

People gain knowledge as they age, and their past selves, present selves, and future selves may have different ideas.

But the purpose of these thoughts is to please yourself.

The remaining snow has melted away and the soft soil on the mountain has leaked out.

Gou Yue's health was getting worse day by day, but she still dragged her hoe to the back mountain by herself.

There are her important people on the back mountain, her mother and A Yuan.

She wanted to sow the cedar seeds there, thinking that it would be a good thing to have shade in the summer, insect chirping in the autumn, and snow in the winter.

Li Xianchen was going out to look for medicine again. He looked through the ancient ruins every day and could always find different ways for Gou Yue to use it.

It was still very cold, and there was no movement from the seeds Gou Yue sown.

She has never farmed before, so she doesn't know whether her planting method is wrong or whether the cedars will not adapt to the change from the grassland to the mountains.

Occasionally when the sun shines, Gou Yue will put on a cotton coat and climb up the tree with great effort.

She liked the feeling of standing high and seeing far away, and she still likes it now.

She had never climbed a tree so hard before. If she had to use both hands and feet to climb a tree, she would have beaten her legs in frustration, blaming herself for not living up to expectations.

Now her temper has slowed down. She was tired from sitting in the tree and didn't want to come down, so she just slept in the tree.

She seemed to have gained true freedom, a freedom from the world.

Gou Yue had always felt that it would be free for him and Wen Yuanzhi to ignore court affairs and find a place to live in seclusion.

Later Ruozhi invaded, and Wen Yuanzhi died on the way back to Liangzhu.

She was really sad at that time, and she felt that her pillar of support in the world had collapsed.

She buried her beloved on this mountain and stayed with her every day. At that time, she felt that this was freedom.

Later, she came out of the mountain, had no worries in the world, was free and happy everywhere, and traveled to the places where she and A Yuan had been. She felt that this was freedom again.

Gou Yue seems to have been pursuing it, but she has never really gotten it.

She always couldn't bear to see Wen Yuanzhi sitting quietly in the study all afternoon.

She felt that it was a waste of time. If she had that time, it would be good to go to bed and sleep until it was dark.

Now she could imagine being like A Yuan, sitting in front of the window and listening quietly to the sound of melting snow falling drop by drop.

At the beginning of spring, Li Xianchen came back with the medicine he had brought for Gou Yue.

It was said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but when Gou Yue drank it, there was no improvement.

Yu Zhouzi's beloved disciple, a disciple of the Kongshan Sect, was actually helpless at times.

It was also a winter afternoon, but there was no sunset, the sky was hazy, and there was heavy snow. She sat on the wicker chair where A Yuan was sitting, and slowly closed her eyes. She had a dream, in which there was no longer the light of swords and shadows. It was a long road leading to the harem. She was walking at one end, and there was a figure under the moonlight at the other end.

So she ran over happily, smiled and held his hand, "I knew you would come to pick me up."

Wen Yuanzhi grabbed her hand and kissed her on the lips, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The two of them walked together on the moonlit path, getting further and further away.

When the news reached Liangzhu, the emperor was saddened. A large funeral ceremony was held from Liangzhu, and all the officials were in plain clothes.

He left Xianchen but was not sad for a long time. He started traveling again. Before leaving, he glanced at her tombstone and smiled slightly, because he knew that she had turned into the wind and touched the budding cedar trees on the back mountain.

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