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In the 18th year of Zhaohua, it was a cold winter.

It was originally a good day for Prince Yu to get married, and the auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year, and every family was immersed in joy.

It's just that the cold wind blows on the face, which hurts like a knife.

Qiu Fu, the steward of the Sifu, picked up the bamboo basket and quickened his pace.It snowed all night last night, and he fell off a big horse just before he walked far, and scolded that person all over his heart.

This person is about to die, why should he rely on him.

He took out the roasted sweet potato that he had been covering in his arms, and devoured it hungrily, only then did he feel a little warmer.

He could vaguely see the silhouette of the soldiers at the gate of the prison, he trotted over hurriedly, took out a jade plaque from his cuff, cleared his throat, and pretended to say: "I am ordering by King Yu, and I hope the two adults will fulfill it."

The two jailers, who were about to get angry, looked at each other, took the jade plaque half-believingly, and suddenly looked more respectful. The older one turned sideways and gave way to Qiufu: "Go in."

"Yes." Qiu Fu returned a smiling face, and was about to take a step, when the elderly jailer suddenly stopped him, "Hey, wait a minute, what's in your hand?"

Qiu Fu was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that he was carrying a bamboo basket.

"This—" he drew his voice, and smiled strangely, "This is a gift from the adults to Young Master Si."

The road leading to the depths of the prison was very narrow, and on both sides were unkempt, tattered, but fiercely dressed prisoners. Seeing his arrival, these people who hadn't been exposed to outside life for a long time seemed a little excited.

Qiu Fu didn't dare to delay any longer, he just wanted to leave early.He had already made a calculation in his heart, in the future, King Yu would protect him for his future generations, so why was he still afraid of a mere government official?

After walking a few steps forward, I saw a figure leaning against the iron railing, with disheveled hair, and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his pale arms looked much haggard, like a dying person.

"Young master? Young master? Si...he?" He frowned and called a few times tentatively, but there was no answer. Qiu Fu wanted to bite the bullet and call again. A big man in the opposite cell grinned. He smiled with his mouth open: "Stop screaming, he can't hear you."

Seeing Qiu Fu stunned, the big man was obviously very interested, and shouted loudly: "Hey—today, Prince Yu is getting married, don't you want to see it?"

It was only a matter of an instant, the figure moved slowly, and it took a while to sit up slowly.

Si He's face was pale and bloodless, as if he had died soon.

"Butcher Zhang, my surname is Si." His eyes were half downcast, but his words revealed an incomparable pride.

"The Royal Concubine Yu was my aunt, and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials is my father."

"When the people of Mocheng see me, whoever doesn't respectfully call me 'Master Si', even the Crown Prince calls me 'Brother Crane'."

He spoke word by word, very slowly, smashing into the empty prison, with endless echoes.

"Qiu Fu, what did you call me just now, huh?" He slightly raised the tone of the last word, which seemed extremely majestic.

Qiu Fu was also taken aback. In his impression, the young master only knew how to spend time and drink. The master was so disappointed that he often scolded and scolded him in front of his servants. Although his wife loved him very much, he was an unfavored son. Didn't really care about him at all.

If it wasn't for such a big event yesterday, they would have almost forgotten that he is still the third young master of the Si family.

"Young master, the slave just had a moment..." Qiu Fu stuttered suddenly, and thick stubble of sweat appeared on his back.He licked the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he couldn't figure out what kind of tricks these three young masters were playing.

Si He was leaning against the iron railing, still wearing the brocade and fur robes that he had at that time, the moon-white gown with silver lines stained with mud and blood, like a light feather that had fallen into the mortal world, looking a little downcast.

It's just a momentary matter, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky.

"Qiu Fu, is Prince Yu getting married today?"

"Yes……"

***

Mocheng, Prince Yu's Mansion.

Lu Yugao was sitting on a chair in the hall, and the maid beside him, He Gu, handed over the wedding dress with a smile: "My lord, quickly change into the clothes, the wedding party is already waiting."

"Wait a little longer." He bent his fingers and tapped on the table once and for all, as if suddenly remembering, he asked inadvertently, "How is Si He?"

"Him?" He Gu smiled, "I'm sure he's still in prison. Assassinating the prince is a felony. The emperor spared his life only for the sake of Concubine Yu, but no one knows what will happen in the future." not sure."

"But yesterday I really scared the concubine and servants to death." He Gu said still with lingering fear, "No one would have imagined that this young master would have such a temper and dare to assassinate you."

"He has a bad temper." Lu Yu lowered his head and looked at the teacup in his hand. There was a pair of unfathomable eyes reflected on the water in the cup. He asked in a low voice, "Has the person who delivered the things gone?"

"It's gone." He Gu hurriedly said: "The servants have already taken care of them, the prince can rest assured!"

Lu Yu didn't say a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he moved a little, the knife wound on his shoulder tore the flesh, and it hurt painfully.There was fleeting regret in Lu Yu's eyes, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

When he told Si He about his marriage news, he had already expected Si He's reaction.

It's just that he didn't expect that his usual sloppy personality would be so ruthless when he went crazy.

However, some people cannot stay long.

"My lord, there's nothing I can do about it." He Gu handed him a cup of tea, "My lord, don't worry about these things, everything has a cause and effect."

Lu Yu got up suddenly, and he slammed the hand of the tea bowl that He Gu was holding, and the tea spilled all over the floor.He Gu didn't even have time to react when she saw Prince Yu striding out of the room, the cold wind whistling past her ears, she could only vaguely hear the prince's last words.

"Go, welcome."

***

Si He sat quietly without saying a word.

The cold snow seeped in along the cracks in the wall and dripped on the ground-like the sound of an hourglass of life in the dark cell.

Time seems to be moving very slowly at this moment, but Qiu Fu next to him is in a hurry, his hands are flushed from rubbing, and beads of sweat are dripping from his forehead.

"Young master—" Qiu Fu gritted his teeth, and sent the basket in his hand, "This is—"

However, before he finished speaking, Si He interrupted, "Did Lu Yu ask you to come?"

There was no wave in Si He's eyes, but Qiu Fu's light-colored pupils bumped into Qiu Fu's, which shocked him all over.

"Ah? No, it's not..." Qiu Fu hurriedly said, "It's my husband..."

"Lu Yu asked you to come." Si He said softly, he lowered his head, murmured alone, and said to himself: "I knew it was him, otherwise how could you come in, he was still thinking My, I said I wanted to eat baked sweet potatoes once, did he ask you to bring me baked sweet potatoes?"

Qiu Fu was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

The roasted sweet potato has long been a delicious meal in his belly, so how can he get it out?

At the moment of speaking, Si He had already opened the bamboo basket, but the bamboo basket was empty, only a bottle of wine.

"I see……"

This is a method Lu Yu often uses to deal with his servants. It is ridiculous to say that it was the method he taught him at the beginning.

The nostalgia just now was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, but no matter how much reluctance he had turned into a deep sigh, Si He only felt that his heart was empty at this moment, as if he had lost something.

I want to laugh at my affection, but I feel that I am still too persistent at this moment.

He stretched out his index finger, rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, and then resolutely, without thinking, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

——The man of heaven and earth is the reverse journey of all things; the man of time and time is the passer-by of a hundred generations.

And the dream of life, what is the joy of geometry?

Presumably the current Sifu is already covered in silver, and the snow is thick.

His vision began to blur, and he could only vaguely see a piece of white sky peeking through the small window above the prison, like a gap in a heart, mottled and faded.

Lu Yu, I am in the world, saying goodbye to you for the last time.

The moment Si He fell down, he only felt a chill climb up his shoulders, and then his body was hot, but it was as light as a cloud. He tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't see anything.

"Sihe—"

Someone called his name.

You are……