Stay alive

At the end of the next summer, the crazy Zhao Huanyan gave birth to Han Qi's only prince in Fengluan Palace, which was like a cold palace.

People in the world only know that Emperor Yu was overjoyed, and he gave amnesty to the world to celebrate.

When the white and tender baby was brought to Han Qi's eyes, Han Qi just glanced at it lightly, and said, "Give it to Concubine Le to be raised."

In a place where no one could see, he relaxed a little, no longer had a cold face.

In his free time, Han Qi would look at a portrait on the wall for a long time.

The portrait he painted for Lin Qiannan in the past, never thought it was the last memorial.Now he hates himself why he didn't draw something more similar.

"Qiannan," Han Qi touched the yellowed scroll, "Yu Kingdom has a queen, can I come to accompany you?"

No one answered.

Han Qi smiled softly, "Don't worry, I will live well."

Another spring, Han Qi got some free time and went to visit Jiangnan water villages on the grounds of caring for the people. He traveled a lot and saw a lot of beautiful scenery.

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old; the flowers of the river are more red than fire at sunrise, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring.Can you not remember Jiangnan?

The scenery is the same as before, and the old man is nowhere to be seen.

What is there to keep?What is there to miss?

One morning, Huo Liang didn't find Han Qi, and everyone was in a hurry. Huo Liang was already prepared. He calmly handled trivial matters and waited for Han Qi to come back.

……

Yan'er walked home with a basin of washed clothes, bypassing the tall and dignified man in the courtyard.

She came out again and hung the clothes to dry in the sunny yard.

Han Qi patiently waited for her to finish all the tasks.

Yan'er could no longer ignore him, turned around and said, "Your Majesty, this place is not where you should come."

Han Qi said: "I want to know about Lin Qiannan, can the girl help me?"

Yan'er shook her head, then turned back to tidy up her clothes, "You know Mr. Lin's affairs very well, I don't know as much as you do."

Han Qi didn't force it, "Then does he have anything to say..."

"Yan'er, where are you? Don't leave me, old woman..."

Granny Cao was ill and recuperated indoors, and when she woke up, she would call Yan'er by name.

"It has nothing to do with you, Your Majesty, please go back." Yan'er hurried back to the house.

Han Qi insisted on not leaving, nor going in to catch up with Granny Cao, so he just stayed in the yard until late at night.

Yan'er took good care of Granny Cao, helped her to sleep, saw Han Qi was still there through the window, and decided to go out after careful consideration.

"Your Majesty," Yan'er said, "Yan'er is an outsider, and I don't understand the entanglement between you and Mr. Lin. Please don't disturb my life with Granny Cao. You know, I stayed to take care of Granny Cao because of selfishness." , and the second is what Mr. Lin wishes."

Han Qi's voice was deep, and some emotions were hidden deeply, "I know, I just... miss him so much..."

Yan'er was startled, as if she understood what happened after Lin Qiannan left, she lowered her head and said sadly, "Young Master Lin lives a very leisurely life here, and he never mentioned you."

"Then what will he leave behind when he leaves?"

"It has nothing to do with you," Yan'er choked up, "He didn't leave a single word for you."

"Hmm..." Han Qi said lonely, "Excuse me, please leave."

"Wait!" Yan'er ran into a side room, took out a crimson shirt, and gave it to Han Qi, "This is the shirt Granny Cao sewed for Mr. Lin. He left in a hurry and didn't bring it. If the emperor See Mr. Lin, please pass it on to her."

Both of them knew that there was no more Lin Qiannan in the world, but they tacitly fulfilled each other's fantasy.

Han Qi thanked him and left with his clothes.

Not long ago, Yan'er returned to the southern country with Zhao Huanya's ashes.

She told Shen Tuxuan the legend of Yuanluo.

Shen Tuxuan revealed the truth, "There is no destiny in this world."

"The doctor of Qi once told the servant girl that Yuan Luo was a well-intentioned word fabricated by him, in order to let Mr. Lin not be too sad."

Shen Tuxuan sighed, "Lin Qiannan is such a smart person, how could he not know? He is willing to be deceived."

The fate falls, the fate ends, the fate disperses.

……

Back in the palace, Han Qi slept on Lin Qiannan's clothes for the first time in a year.

Sleepless all night, waking up disappointed.

Lin Qiannan's breath lingered in his nostrils, Han Qi vaguely thought that Lin Qiannan had returned, and when he woke up, the pillow was cold and empty.

Han Qi hugged Lin Qiannan's clothes, buried his head in it, greedily absorbing the last tenderness, he felt that he was crazy and couldn't hold on anymore.

With a lump in his throat, Han Qi struggled to speak, "You died cleanly and walked freely...why don't you leave me thinking about it? How do you want me to live alone?"

Every time he confides his heart and no one responds, Han Qi will feel frustrated and regret why he didn't firmly grasp the lost years.

Helplessness, resentment, regret, despair, and depression are all behaviors of the weak.

Shen Tuxuan was right to say that he was pitiful.

Han Qi threw away the king's armor and cried bitterly, like a complete loser.Only this time, no one stayed by his side like Lin Qiannan did.

For the first time, Lin Qiannan 'died' in front of him, and he felt that he had tasted the most painful feeling in the world.

The second time, Lin Qiannan really died, but he was numb for a long time, and the wound in his heart opened from a small point until it could not be healed.

The person who could redeem him was gone, Han Qi let the wound in his heart fester.

Han Fang was not surprised that there was an additional tomb in the Lin family cemetery. He still took care of the cemetery seriously and lived an isolated life.

Han Qi will come to sit in the cemetery when he is free.

"This is the ending he arranged for himself, and you can't change it," Han Fang said.

Han Qi stroked the fallen leaves and said, "Lin Qiannan is too stubborn, he is stronger than us."

"Yeah, stubborn," Han Fang said, "As long as he has breath, he will definitely accomplish what he thinks in his heart. Think about it, is he the only one who knows best among us? He will always understand himself what do you want."

Han Qi was silent, his eyes dimmed.

"You should be happy for him," Han Fang said, "He has been liberated, and he will reach bliss early, free from disasters and difficulties."

After a long time, Han Qi finally said, "You're right, I should be happy for him."

Han Fang smiled and nodded.

"Seeing him lying in front of my eyes, and listening to all of you saying that he is gone, I don't think he is really dead," Han Qi said flatly, "but seeing his tomb, I believe it."

"Live in the world without sorrow or pain," Han Qi said, looking at the words on the stele, "He punished me in this way, so I naturally have to accept it well so as not to disappoint his lifelong affection."

Brand-new words were engraved on the stele.

——Lin Qiannan

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I will update the ramblings of the first perspective of each character later.Let me see if there is any inspiration, touch a sweet chapter.