Abandoned woman's glory

Chapter 164
I was stunned, looking at the white hair shining with silver light, I couldn't get back to my senses for a long time.I don't know how long it took before I looked up at him: "You, why do you have white hair?"

"..."

Chu Feng took the hair from my hand, looked at it for a while, raised his head and said with a smile, "It's just a white hair, what's so strange about it."

How could it not be strange!
"You, aren't you supposed to never grow old? Why..."

Chu Feng looked down at the hair again, suddenly smiled, looked at me and said, "You know Mrs. Murong, right?"

Why did Mrs. Murong come suddenly?I looked at him in astonishment, nodded, and Chu Feng laughed again: "It is said that she is a girl with a white face and white hair. It is common for a young man with gray hair to be physically and mentally exhausted due to accidents, let alone an old man like me who works hard every day to have one or two gray hairs, which is not uncommon, isn't it?"

I have never heard that Mrs. Murong is actually a young girl with white hair.

However, when I heard him mention the word "accident", my heart ached.

I know what this accident is. In this world, the most painful thing for a man may be the loss of a child in the middle age, and the white-haired man giving away the black-haired man. Especially Ling Shaoyang, who has devoted so much effort to put all his hopes and even The prince who put the future of the Qinglong Kingdom on him, died in a foreign land because of me, and his soul bone never returned...

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have been unable to bear it long ago.

But now, I don't want him to indulge in that mood again, so I bent down and held his face with both hands: "You are not an old man!"

He smiled.

He is indeed not an old man, his appearance is still handsome, his skin is smooth and there is no trace of wrinkle, no matter how you look at him, he should be a vigorous young man, only his eyes reveal the vicissitudes of the years.

At this moment, his smile was also full of bitterness: "Isn't it? But in a few days, it will be my 45th birthday. What is it if you are not an old man?"

"If I say no, it's not."

After finishing speaking, I rubbed his cheek vigorously, as if if he insisted on being stubborn with me again, I would make him unable to eat good fruit.

He looked at my deliberate and self-willed appearance, as if I had been defeated, and said with a doting smile: "...Okay, if you say no, then you won't."

I also smiled, and stopped the matter here, and he also turned around and asked me to continue combing his long hair.As I was combing, I suddenly remembered that incident again, and asked, "By the way, what kind of blow did Mrs. Murong suffer, and why did she have white hair?"

Chu Feng was silent for a while: "She thought her husband passed away, she was overly sad, and her hair turned gray overnight."

"...!" I was shocked in my heart.

Unexpectedly, this legendary woman, so tough and resolute, also experienced such emotional pain.

"It seems that she must have very deep feelings for her husband to suffer so much for his 'death'."

"However, she is still very strong. Even in such pain, she still perseveres." After Chu Feng finished speaking, he paused, and then suddenly said: "Xingsi, what if——if I leave?"

"How about what?"

"What about you?"

I froze for a moment, then slowly said: "...to be buried."

The hall fell silent all of a sudden, as if this place had really become a tomb of the living dead, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, but there was an unspeakable depression.

I don't know how long it took before I heard his voice, with a faint sense of loneliness, he said: "At the beginning in the Juma River Valley, I hoped that you would be buried for me because——, Xingsi, it is different now, for you There is no one who can pose a threat, as long as you want, you can persevere. So I want to know what you think in your heart, what will happen to you if I leave? Will you persevere? "

I raised my head, looked at him in the mirror, and said slowly, "What about you? What do you want from me?"

"I hope you can hold on."

"Do you know how painful that is?"

"I know."

He simply said these three words, and there was deep pain in his eyes. I just remembered that he killed the woman who made him love and hate with his own hands, and persisted, while he For the rest of his life, he had to live under the shadow left by that woman, but he still persisted until today.

"If I hadn't persevered, Xingsi, how could I have met you, and how could I have been as happy as I am today?"

Yes, you met me and met today's happiness.

But what about me?
I knew him and loved him for less than a year. During this period, I entangled with their father and son, experienced a coup, was abandoned by the ancestral hall of the motherland, raped, and hijacked. I watched his son die for me. After experiencing things that other women will never experience in their entire lives, can I persist?

"Who else can I meet?"

He looked at me, a trace of imperceptible pain flashed in his eyes.

Then, he sighed a long time, hugged me into his arms, and leaned against his chest, I was trembling slightly, and he seemed to be trembling in his heart, and after an unknown amount of time, he said softly: "I I just hope you know that as long as you are alive, there are countless possibilities. Xingsi, as long as you are alive..."

I don't know why, this question is like an inexplicable black net, engulfing my heart into a cold pool. This night, I have been feeling very cold, and I hugged him desperately, but I still couldn't get rid of it. The kind of cold that rises from the bottom of my heart.

Half asleep and half awake, I still heard his voice constantly whispering in my ear:

Xingsi, as long as you live, there are countless possibilities, as long as you live...

This sentence was like the deepest hypnosis, and it rang from my ear to the dream. I grabbed his shirt, frowned and kept shaking my head, struggling slightly, but those warm hands seemed to be always Don't give up, hold me in your arms...

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A day later, I arrived in Yunzhou.

Yunzhou, Dongling Mountain, is full of purple qi, majestic, Zhongfu is on the top of the dragon, and Shicheng is full of tigers.

This place has been the best choice for the imperial tomb since ancient times. It is said that the royal family also used Yunzhou as the location of the imperial tomb. However, after the split of the Central Plains, the imperial tomb was destroyed, but Yunzhou is still the place of dragon spirit. Therefore, Qinglong, who founded the country in the east, still used this place as the place where the imperial mausoleum was built.

When I arrived in Yunzhou, I lived in the side hall here. Looking at the purple clouds of Dongling Mountain from a distance, I could faintly feel the awe-inspiring arrogance of leaping dragons and tigers.

In the distance, you can still hear the sound of rumbling steles.

Did Chu Feng order it to be built for Ling Shaoyang?
I am a concubine in the harem, and I cannot get close to the imperial tomb due to imperial decree, so I can only watch from a distance, but although the major events in the court are farther than the imperial tomb, I can know them well.

I heard that after I left, Nangong Yu contacted several ministers in the court to jointly write a letter, but all the papers were suppressed in the imperial study room. On the other hand, the Zhuhe faction headed by Prime Minister Wei Yusheng gradually formed forces, and The Nangong clan competed against each other, and the two sides restrained each other, forming a delicate balance.

Since the founding of the Qinglong Kingdom, the government has put an end to forming cliques for personal gain, but the rise of these two factions in a short period of time has made people see some abnormal situations.

Chu Feng's style of governing seems to have changed a lot after he woke up.

And I also know that Nangong Yu's hatred for me must be even heavier.

Before I came to the imperial mausoleum, I was also a little worried. I didn’t tell Chu Feng what happened in the palace before. First, I didn’t want him to worry about me. Second, it was not convenient for the Nangong family to turn against me at this time. But once he leaves the palace, leaves Chu Feng's wings, and arrives in Yunzhou, where the emperor is far away, it's hard to say whether Nangong Yu will take any more actions.

But when I came to Yunzhou, I realized that the protection here is even worse than that in the palace, especially when I saw Gao Qi's figure among the guards in the side hall, I was completely relieved.

Chu Feng is not indifferent to everything, he is just used to not talking.

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The fifth day of July, late.

It was already dark, but the hall was still brightly lit.

Under the eaves and in the garden, red lanterns are hung everywhere, emitting a dazzling light, shining on the red ribbons on the trees, fluttering with the wind, like Kazuki's flowers waving to people.

Here is close to Dongling Mountain, the inevitable cold is too severe, the vegetation is still like winter, although it is not dead, but no flowers are in full bloom. Holding a birthday banquet in such a scene seems a bit depressing, so I ordered Let the maids tie red silk and satin on all the tree and flower branches here to create a birthday feast full of vitality for Chu Feng.

While I was tying the ribbons with everyone, while listening to the gentle laughter of the maids, thinking about Chu Feng's mood when he came here to see this scene, I also became happy.

After an unknown amount of time, the surrounding voices gradually disappeared...

But I didn't feel it yet, and I still held the red ribbon and tied it to the branch, but this branch was a bit high, and my stature was not enough, so I still couldn't reach it on tiptoe.

"Hey……"

I sighed and was about to turn around and call for help.

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind me, took the ribbon and wrapped it around the branch. Once I pulled it, it formed a concentric knot, shaking and trembling on the branch.

I looked at the concentric knot, and my heart was sweet.

And those hands didn't retract, instead they hugged me lightly and leaned into a warm chest.

I reached out to hold his hand, a familiar masculine atmosphere surrounded me, making people feel so warm, I said softly: "When did you come?"

"Just arrived."

"Aren't you supposed to arrive tomorrow?"

"...I want to accompany you."

My heart moved, and I slowly turned around in his arms, looking at him wearing a long gown, with long hair drooping down, like a fairy in the moon palace, his eyes are as gentle as water, radiant, like the stars all over the sky. into those eyes.

And my soul is also melted in it.

He looked at me and said with a smile, "I hope these two days, just the two of us, can pass in peace."

I immediately put my arms around his neck.

(End of this chapter)