snow on pillow

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The people of Chang'an have heard about Princess Jieyou's reputation in the Western Regions for a long time, and they came to Chang'an Imperial Street early in the morning to wait for a glimpse of Princess Jieyou's demeanor.

After accepting the imperial seal, Jieyou and Feng Shi walked out of the palace gate side by side. At this moment, Jieyou smiled much happier than usual.

When the carriage they were riding in was heading towards the Princess Mansion, Feng Shi couldn't help asking Xiang Jieyou, "What makes my Jieyou so happy?"

Jieyou turned around and squeezed Feng Shi's hand, and asked excitedly, "Did you hear His Majesty's order for you and me to compile a marriage certificate?"

Feng Shi's heart warmed, he nodded with a smile, but corrected him: "Your Majesty clearly said that you and my name should be recorded in the annals of history to honor future generations."

"No! This is your marriage letter!" Jieyou nodded firmly, "From now on, no one will be able to remove your name from mine, you and I will be in the history, forever, forever, forever Pass it on!"

Feng Shi was moved when he heard it, his eyes turned red, and he said with a smile: "Fool..."

"Qing Shi is the marriage letter, Shi, this is our agreement, you see, we still made it!" Jieyou raised his hand and wiped away the tears welling up from the corners of Feng Shi's eyes, "Shi, why are you crying?"

Feng Shi smiled with tears, and wrapped Jieyou in his arms, unable to speak for a long time, and the tears could not stop for a long time.

From leaving the big man to today, she and she wrote this marriage letter too bitterly, the blood and tears on it, the hatred and resentment, the parting and parting of life, bit by bit, pouring into my heart, becoming the sourness of tearjerking, a moment I can't stop.

Jieyou hugged Feng Shi's body, and couldn't help the tears welling up. She suddenly understood why Feng Shi was crying today, because all of this was really hard-won.

"Hey, I want to sing a song for you." Quietly, Jieyou whispered this sentence in his ear.

Feng Shi nodded, holding back tears, sat up straight, Jieyou took advantage of the situation and pillowed on her knees, and intermittently sang the song that was sung in the sea of ​​grass outside the world in his old voice----the piano is in the palace, so it's good to be quiet.

The singing came out of the carriage and drifted into the alleys of Chang'an. Although the singing was not as clear as it used to be, the vicissitudes of life in the singing deeply touched the hearts of every listener.

That night, after coaxing the two little grandchildren to sleep, Feng Shi and Jie You returned to the bedroom.

"We are going home today." Feng Shi was still immersed in the joy of the day. She helped Jieyou sitting in front of the bronze mirror to comb his snow-white hair, and couldn't help saying, "Go back to our home gone."

Jie You suddenly held Feng Shi's hand, said with a smile: "Shi, you come." He motioned for her to sit beside her.

Feng Shi nodded and smiled, and sat side by side with Jieyou, looking at each other in the bronze mirror, they were so old, the two couldn't help but smiled with emotion.

Jieyou took the wooden comb from Feng Shi, put it beside the bronze mirror, but picked up the scissors beside the bronze mirror, "Shi, since you and I have a marriage certificate today, there is still one thing we haven't done."

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Shi understood the meaning of You. She gently stroked Jieyou's white hair, and murmured: "I will never leave my hair forever."

Jieyou nodded, every time Feng Shi always guessed what she was thinking, "Would you like it?"

Feng Shi nodded with a smile, and said word by word: "I just want to be with you in this life, why would I not want to?"

Jieyou smiled warmly, cut off a tuft of white hair from Feng Shi's hair, and cut another tuft from his own hair, handed the scissors to Feng Shi, bowed his head and tied his hair.

Not long after, Jieyou handed the tied hair knot to Feng Shi, "Shi, put this in your place."

"Why not let you go there?"

Jieyou shook her head, unable to explain why, she changed the topic to another topic, "Tomorrow I will hand over a memorial to His Majesty, I think you and I can be buried together."

"I just said these things when I got home. You and I must live a good life, and live a good life for a few more years." Feng Shi looked at Jieyou seriously, "I will do this in a few years."

"it is good……"

"Profile, let's rest earlier."

"Cough cough."

"Look at you, you're still catching a cold. Tomorrow, Imperial Physician Xuan will come and take a look."

"it is good……"

Chapter 8. The same return

Two years later, the green willows in Baqiao were like smoke, and occasionally a few yellow orioles flew under the willows and got into the ordinary alleys.

As usual, Feng Shi always wakes up before Jieyou. She always looks sideways at the sleeping face of her sweetheart, even though she is gray-haired, but for Feng Shi, that is a landscape that can never be seen enough .

When I was young, Jieyou by my side was a distant mountain like a daisy, graceful and pleasant. When I was old, Jieyou by my pillow was Cangshan with snow, gentle and peaceful.

"good……"

Jie Youyou opened his eyes quietly, and smiled slightly at Feng Shi, his face flushed a little.

Feng Shi felt that her complexion was good today, "Would you like to go for a walk today?"

Jieyou shook his head lightly, "I just want to sit side by side with you in this courtyard."

"Then I'll call the maid to help you get dressed." Feng Shi sat up and got off the bed.

Jieyou watched Feng Shi walk away, and couldn't help coughing twice.

A moment later, the neatly dressed two joined hands and sat on the small courtyard steps.

Jieyou leaned his head lightly on Feng Shi's shoulder, squinted his eyes and looked at Liusi who was hanging into the courtyard from outside the wall, and murmured, "I'm gone...Yang Liu...Yiyi..."

Feng Shi held her hand tightly, feeling that she was very cold today, "Why did you suddenly read this poem?"

"Hey... If the mother wolf's beloved wolf leaves in the desert... what will happen to it..." Jie Youyou asked.

Feng Shi's heart turned cold, and he wanted to turn his head to look at her, but he heard Jieyou say, "Let me lean on for a while... okay?"

With tears welling up in his eyes, Feng Shi said in a hoarse voice, "Wherever the beloved has gone, she will go there."

"It's great...no one can separate them..." Jieyou closed his eyes tiredly, and called out softly, "嫽..."

"I'm here!" Feng Shi tightened his fingers, "Jieyou, don't close your eyes, and talk to me again, please!"

"Give me... tell me again... the story of Sha Lang..." Jieyou weakly opened his eyes, but then closed them weakly, "I want... want to always... always... listen to you..."

"Okay..." Feng Shi responded with a choked voice, and she stretched out her arms to wrap her body tightly, trying to warm up her gradually icy body, "In the desert...the most...the most ferocious...is not... Not a Sand Bandit...but...a Sand Wolf...Once upon a time...a Sand Wolf...was caught by a hungry merchant...its...its..."

"good……"

When Jieyou's call finally sounded in her ears, Jieyou's hand fell from Feng Shi's hand weakly, and she also lay down on Feng Shi's knees.

Feng Shi choked up and couldn't speak. At this moment, she only felt that something was tightly locked in her throat. She wanted to call for Jieyou crazily, to wake her up, but found that all she could do was hug her tightly.

When his eyes fell on her face, Feng Shi found that the corner of Jieyou's mouth at this moment had a faint smile, just like her when she was young.

"That wolf is gone, and the other wolf will catch up, Jieyou, you wait for me, wait for me..." These words sounded in Feng Shi's heart, and she gently stroked Jieyou's face, smiling Tears and a smile, "Jieyou, don't be afraid, I won't let you go alone, no matter where you go, I will be with you, don't be afraid."

In 49 B.C., when Princess Jieyou died, Feng Shi knew that Jieyou had already quietly played the request for the emperor's permission to be buried together.