Summer wraps autumn, water keeps wind

Today is the thirteenth day of October, the day when Qingyang returns to the palace to worship, and it is also the birthday of a traveler.

Qingyang and Liu Liang talked on the long street arm in arm, as if they were alone.The two of them came to pay a visit to Wanzhao, and he said a few words of advice in comfort, but Wanzhao smiled and said that Liu Liang had lost his rules in just a few days, and was still talking and playing around in the palace, and others watched him. If you say that the Liu family will not know how to educate them.

"Emperor's sister-in-law don't talk about him, it's Qingyang who likes to mess around, and he forgets many rules when he is dragging him to talk." Qingyang smiled and glanced at Liu Liang next to him.

Liu Liang met her eyes, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, pleaded guilty and said: "Your Majesty, don't blame me, I lost my sense of proportion in my joy, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future."

Wan Zhao twirled the handkerchief, smiled and pointed at the two people, and said, "You guys, I thought it was good in the past, but now it's this marriage, I'm happy to see it."

"Qingyang and Huang's sister-in-law have always been destined. When I was young, I joked that I would not be embarrassed when I went to the Liu family to be a wife. Now it has come true." Qingyang smiled to Wanzhao.

"There is such a thing? You never told me." Liu Liang moved closer again, half happy and angry.

"Do I have to tell you everything? You're too late to understand my heart." Qing Yang looked at Liu Liang unwilling to show weakness, and the two of them couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing while sitting under the Highness.

"Ah, look at the good looks of both of you, it's really a good match from heaven." Wan Zhao clasped his hands together with a smile.

Bi Xin also said: "If you can do this, I will be relieved. People who are sincere will always be united and never forget. Those secular words don't matter."

"Qingyang is the one who doesn't pay attention to those words the most. This captain-in-law captain looks the most stable and unyielding at a young age. He used to be dressed in white, but he dared to criticize even the eldest princess for being unkind." Qingyang said with a smile. Looking at Liu Liang, he whispered to him again: "It's a compliment, don't be annoyed."

Liu Liang also whispered to her: "Anyone will be annoyed, your words are true, I admit it."

Bi Xin watched the two of them tugging their sleeves and talking about themselves, with a smile on his face, his eyes were shining, and his eyes were full of each other.He was a little dazed, falling into the vortex of memories.

Wan Zhao caught a glimpse of Bi Xin in a daze, and casually flung the handkerchief in front of Bi Xin's eyes, a light shadow flashed across, Bi Xin's gaze was retracted, he coughed softly, and touched his nose with his hand.

Bi Xin smiled and said a few more words with the two of them, saying that the Compassion Ning Palace prepared a banquet for everyone to go together.

The queen mother saw that Qingyang rolled up her hair and changed into a woman's attire, and held her hand to let her sit next to her. She was really happy to see Qingyang, and told her that she had a good life outside the palace these few days, and that everything in the princess mansion was in order.The queen mother held Qingyang's hand, with tears in her eyes, she smiled with some relief, and said that it is good for you to be happy.

The Empress Dowager glanced at him, seeing that he was a little haggard, and she barely cheered up.So he also warned: "The emperor must pay attention to his body."

Seeing the Empress Dowager's eyes passing by, he didn't seem to be talking about it, he really wanted his attention.His heart was touched for a moment, he raised his hand and answered yes.Although this is already the case, in the final analysis, it is difficult to let go of the family care.

"The empress is also very good, the Ai family doesn't care much anymore, and Qingyang will need you to take care of her in the future." The empress dowager also patted Wan Zhao's hand, twisting the handkerchief.

Wanzhao was stunned for a while, and seeing the Queen Mother smiling kindly at her, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but she accepted the gift without changing her expression.

The Empress Dowager finally nodded to Liu Liang, and only said: "In the future, Qing Yang and I will often come to the palace to see the old lady of the Ai family."

Liu Liang quickly got up and replied: "I will not forget the kindness of the Empress Dowager in raising Qingyang, and the righteousness of filial piety. I dare not be diligent."

The queen mother smiled and waved her hands slightly, she refused to comment on this, and continued to pull Qingyang to say that the dishes prepared today were all her favorites.

After a simple family banquet, the Queen Mother asked Qing Yang to say something.After the application time, Bi Xinwanzhao personally sent Qingyang to the gate of the palace.

Seeing that Bi Xin's eyes were dull and he was immersed in his own world, Qing Yang asked Liu Liang to wait for him in the carriage outside the palace first.She walked up to him and glanced at Wanzhao.Wan Zhao told him that there was still something to do in the palace, so he withdrew first.

Seeing that Wanzhao was gone, Qingyang frowned and said, "Qingyang has realized many things to fight these days, so he has to fight, don't regret it for life." At this point, she glanced outside the palace.

"Qingyang's birthday gift has arrived in Jinling. The second elder brother said that this year's sweet-scented osmanthus is just right, so I want to send the sweet-scented osmanthus wine made by him to Beijing." Qingyang wrapped the silk in his hand and said casually: "Big brother also loves sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Qingyang sent it to Beijing." Let's go to the palace."

Bi Xin reluctantly raised a smile, and said softly, "Good sister, thank you very much."

Qingyang watched Bi Xin's lonely back dragging all the way on the long street after turning around, but he couldn't help any more, and felt a little lonely in his heart, and separated through the palace gate.

Soon the red lanterns of Cheqiu Pavilion were hung all over the front of the corridor, counting today is his birthday.In the evening, the sunset was floating in the sky, Bi Xin sat alone in the inner hall of Cheqiu Pavilion, let someone open the door, looked at the bright red palace lanterns reflecting the ground, no one could tell the loneliness and regret in his heart.

Next year will be his weak year, and time flies so fast.He leaned on the table of the Eight Immortals, holding a pomegranate in his hand, peeled out one by one and put them on a white glazed disk.The bright red fruits piled up into a sharp hill, and finally peeled off all the pomegranate seeds, he went to the side to clean his hands, took the bowl of fruits and placed them on the small table on the couch.He leaned on the side of the couch in a daze again, pulled a lead pillow and hugged him in his arms.

After being dazed for a while, Bi Xin turned over and walked to Liu Fu's bookshelf unknowingly.

What kind of books does this little fool read on weekdays?

Bi Xin glanced at the collection of books on the bookshelf, and hadn't carefully seen what new books were added to his bookshelf for several years.Perhaps there should be a few more classics about governing the country and the people.

Skimming the various bibliographies on the bookshelf, throwing away those familiar ones, I saw some strange bibliographies, which seemed to be some jokes.

He just likes to read some books with delicate lyrics, and seeing the affection in his eyes, how can he not think about it in his heart?

Bi Xin suddenly remembered what Li Ge said, and Liu Fu knew it.He hurriedly took a few steps closer, holding the bookshelf close to the side, looking for one book after another.Bi Xin swallowed the restlessness in his throat, his heart was beating violently, he wanted to find that kind of script, but was afraid of finding that kind of script.

Bi Xin groped around on the bookshelf but couldn't find half a book with Tongyin characters. He seemed a little lost, and sat down on the desk in two steps, with one hand leaning on his body, and another in his mouth. With the nails on one hand, he stared at the books all over the wall.

He has always had a strange problem, he can't help frowning and looking at things that are messy and out of order.He suddenly noticed that a few pages of a book had been clipped out, which looked a bit eye-catching in a row of neat books from a distance.Bi Xin jumped off the table and took out the book without any hassle, titled "Zijian Poetry Collection".

Bi Xin turned the protruding page and found that the protruding page was torn from another book, and there were several such pages in it.Bi Xin picked up those few pages and shook them off and took them in his hands. The edges of the paper were a little yellowed, and it must have been stuck here for some time.

What is written is their story, a story that belongs to them in the illusion.

Bi Xin suddenly stepped into the strange and bizarre world. With the change of name and identity, we have different encounters and pursuits. Maybe we shine brightly in different fields for the ideals we insist on, but our hearts are still with each other, and we have never been together. really leave.

We may meet in another face, have experienced ups and downs, and have struggled side by side. We have grown up and struggled with our own understandings. We have seen the ups and downs of the wind and clouds, the vicissitudes of life, and the long sea of ​​people. Time flies. When we meet again, you are still the same eyebrows and eyes. As young as ever.

Are you giving up?

No.

The answer is so firm and clear.Like him, love him, want him, only want him.

Bi Xin smiled, there was nothing to avoid in this love, it was an emotional storm that was out of control to the extreme, and it was also a helplessness that made him happy.

Bi Xin caught a glimpse of Liu Fu's own handwriting on the pages of the papers that were just opened, and Bi Xin picked up the book to read.Liu Fu marked a line of poetry, and Bi Xin subconsciously opened the title page, and there were just a few strokes written on it.

May the southwest wind pass into your arms for a long time.

The tears instantly blurred the eyes, and the watermark dripping on the title page also blurred the handwriting.

When Liu Fu wrote this sentence, he was forbearing and desperate.The devotion to the unattainable person, the bone-destroying torment forced him to leave a period of obsession in a place where no one was there.How could dementia have nothing to do with such suffering?

I can't get it in life, but I hope I can be cool after death. The melancholy goes deep into the bottom of the soul, and the inseparable infatuation and love torture this person to the point of death.

Everyone said: Love is deep and lifeless.

Between the lines, Bi Xin glimpsed the pain and helplessness of these years, which was far deeper than the unwillingness he showed.For so many years, it's not that Bi Xin couldn't feel Liu Fu's special affection for him, but he hadn't studied how deep, how important, and how unusual this affection was before.

In Bi Xin's subconscious mind, he was terrified of returning. It was just a whim, young and frivolous, blinded by desire, afraid that he would regret it later, how would the two meet at that time?

Even though Liu Fu saw through the worries and doubts in his heart, and let go of such firm words, he still wasn't sure if Liu Fu knew him too well, so he said such words to let him let go of the shackles and find what he wanted in his heart. Cozy and happy.

Maybe it's both.

Liu Fu's firmness and forbearance can only be possessed through a lot of self-dissection.Now Liu Fu's calm temperament did not come in a day. After he fell into confusion, he also took detours and went astray, but precisely because he found the one he loves and the things he pursued, he finally understood that he is an upright man. What exactly do you want, do not avoid all desires and loves, strengthen your hot heart, and the true self you seek will eventually arrive.

Fu'er, what a comfortable man you are.Young, but living so clearly, some people may not understand what they want until they die, and some people have a vague understanding, but they don't have the courage to pursue it, and they spend their whole life in a daze. passed.

Liu Fu, thank you, you let me understand the true meaning of life.

He held the book in his heart and let the tears roll down the arc of his mouth.

The clear brilliance of the moonlight shines on the old happy place, and a sound of Xun is heard from the top of the palace wall of Cheqiu Pavilion.

Bi Xin found Tao Xun who hadn't been touched for a long time, turned over and sat on the wall, and transmitted sound to the moon as before.

Between breath changes, the sound of music is deep and continuous.

He missed that person, never so much.Because he has never been so clear about his mind. When his flustered heart was finally smoothed out, he found his true self. He longed to share this happiness and comfort with the person he loves the most, with the satisfaction of looking at each other and smiling. Fill the loneliness and loneliness in my heart with joy and joy.

The melody shuttles between Gongshang Jiaozheng and Feather, compiling a new piece of music that has never been heard before.The emotion and obsession are intertwined on the top of Qufeng, thick and quiet, blowing through the helplessness and loss of ancient and modern times.The world is ruthless, but people have feelings.Time is vast, but life is only a fleeting moment. If you miss the one you love, it is a failure of God's good fortune.