The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Li Yi presented Song Wei with the pills of the day, prepared warm water and snacks, watched him like eating jelly beans, picked one up and tossed it lightly into the air, then raised his head and opened his mouth to catch it.He drank his saliva and swallowed it, then went to pick up the snack plate in a blink of an eye, and took out a piece of dried fruit and stuffed it into his mouth.In this way, eating and playing while eating, I didn't go down much for a long time.

Such a procrastinating way of eating will naturally lose your appetite by meal time.When Mr. Xianhou asked about the food intake, he would have to lament again.

His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince is even more difficult to coax than a three-year-old child.

Out of sight is pure, usually Song Wei eats three or five like this, and Li Yuyi can't stand it and retreats voluntarily, but today he still hasn't left.After hesitating again and again, he said with deep pain: "Your Highness, Your Majesty's dragon body is not in good condition. It has been a long time. Since returning to the palace from the Xianhou Mansion that day, he has felt unwell and has gradually become heavier. There was news from the palace yesterday that he was already bedridden. Even Daoist Baoying, who lives in Qingxia Temple, was summoned into the palace."

Song Wei threw a pill into the air and forgot to pick it up. It landed on the table and rolled non-stop, and finally rolled down to the ground without knowing where it ended up.

After a long silence, he lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you, Mr. Li, for letting me know. You have worked hard, Mr. Li."

Li Yi waited and waited, but he didn't see him looking up at him, so he sighed secretly, bowed and went out.

At noon, accompanied by Dugu Li and two guards, Song Wei walked slowly to the stables of the West Side Courtyard to look at his donkey and horse.Well Ang started roaring and bouncing from afar, a hundred times more enthusiastic than Xiao Biesheng's newly-married.On the contrary, Tsundere's temper flared up, and Duguluo ate the fodder happily, but ignored Song Wei.Song Wei couldn't help but smile, and leaned on the donkey to talk to the horse.After waiting so long, she was finally willing to snort and rub his hand, Dugu Li almost missed her afternoon homework.

In February, the weather warms up.The noon sun shone on her body, and she didn't feel the slightest chill.Song Wei asked someone to move the long couch to the courtyard, and sat lazily watching the pigeons.

Laji and Liudiu resumed their healthy routines and became more energetic day by day.As the weather gets warmer, there seems to be some kind of indescribable lingering meaning in the chirping cry.

Song Wei looked at the affectionate appearance of the two of them, and thought absently: This time, I'm afraid they are really preparing to hatch young pigeons...

Wrapped in fox fur, he leaned listlessly on the back of the couch, his eyes looking up blankly, and his whole body was shrouded in desolation and loneliness, which was in stark contrast to the pigeons.

There has been no response to the message that Dugu Ying handed over to Dugu Ying.Maybe... it's time to think of another way.

A strong sense of fate rushed towards him, making it hard to breathe.He heard a voice say to himself in his head: It's useless, give it up.It's not terrible to waste your energy in vain. The more you work hard, the worse you get.Obediently let God toss, and when it has enough toss, it will stop.

However, the boredom and unwillingness from the depths of the soul surged and spread, brewing a stormy sea, lightning and thunder in the body.

Why?

Why not?

Greed and extravagant expectations have been abandoned, and I just want to live a little life of my own decision, why still refuse to let me go?

Countless attempts to control, all failed without exception.Or, this time trying to escape, maybe it will work?

After learning many lessons, I realized that getting something you can't afford is a disaster.Well, this time, I refuse.I am firm.I can resist temptation.

Song Wei clenched her fists.Well, try again.

The emperor is not so easy to die, he has a son Cheng Huan at his knees.Xianhou is not so easy to be sad, he has a lot of big things to enrich his life.

Even if it fails, so what?If there are too many lice, it will not itch, if there are too many debts, you will not worry, and a dead pig will not be afraid of boiling water.

Song Wei looked at the two pigeons stacked on top of each other as if performing acrobatics, which is not surprising now, but it was the first time I discovered it, but it was so novel.

Maybe God just wants to tell me to accumulate more life experience.There is no end to learning...

When Dugu Mian stepped into the yard, this strange scene came into his eyes: Song Wei's posture was lazy and undisciplined, with an indifferent face, watching the pigeons mating intently.After listening to Li Yi's report, His Highness the Sixth Highness was a little touched when he learned that His Majesty was bedridden, and couldn't help but break the routine of these days and come over to have a look.

As he got closer, he realized that Song Wei's eyes had no focus at all.

He called softly: "Xiaoyin."

Song Wei turned to look at him, stared at him for a while as if he didn't recognize him, and finally nodded: "Come?"

Dugu's heart was jumping for joy, he couldn't help smiling, and asked: "Is it cold? Why don't you ask people to spread an extra blanket?" Then he lifted his legs and went into the room.

"Ms. Dugu." Song Wei called him to stop.

Xianhou hadn't heard him call his name for more than a month, and the sound was like being electrified, making his heart numb.He turned around slowly, looking straight into Song Wei's eyes.

"Dugu, I'm tired." Song Wei said, closed her eyes, and leaned on the couch in a more lazy and undisciplined posture.

Dugu Mian walked over, leaned over and folded the fox fur, said in a low voice: "Go in and sleep for a while when you're tired." He stretched out his hand to hug him.

Maybe it's because of being too thin, or maybe it's just a psychological effect, but Dugu always feels that Song Wei is much lighter than before.Putting the man on the bed, he sat on the edge of the bed and touched his hair and cheeks.Thinking of Li Yi suing the Sixth Highness for not taking medicine and food, he said, "Xiao Yin, Li Yi said..."

Song Wei immediately turned her face to the wall, making his next touch in vain.

Dugu stopped his mouth, his eyes were full of smiles.There seems to be infinite tenderness and patience in my heart, allowing him to be self-willed and willful.

It doesn't matter if the body recovers slowly, just stay in the Xianhou's mansion for a few more days.He touched the back of his head casually, and spoke into Song Wei's ear: "I just went to the palace to meet Your Majesty in the morning, and Daoist Baoying is here, so don't worry too much. Don't think too much about it, no matter what happens, wait until the injury on your body heals. As for the future..."

Dugu's hand rested on the side of Song Wei's face, enveloping half of his outline in his palm.

"Xiaoyin, all the words I have said to you are absolutely not false. If you want to blame me, hate me, and despise me, you can do whatever you want. Some things are destined by the heavens, and they are helpless. The sixth prince is you, and I really can't think of a better way to keep you within my reach forever. I have been in trouble for a long time, but now I feel... There is nothing wrong with it. "

Song Wei didn't move, she just pointed the back of her head at him.After touching it for a while, Dugu said, "Wait for me for dinner tonight." He left.

The next day, Marquis Xian entered the palace to report to the emperor.

The emperor was attacked by Song Weiqi several times, each time getting worse.This time coincided with the season of susceptibility in winter and spring, and there were already problems in the body, which resulted in concentrated outbreaks.After Dugu entered the palace to announce the good news, the emperor still couldn't get out of bed.Baoying Zhenren had already lived in the palace and served the emperor at any time.

Hearing that the Sixth Prince's attitude had softened, the emperor immediately regained his spirit: "I've thought about it, and there is no more suitable place. Let's renovate the Prince Li's Mansion and make it the Sixth Prince's Mansion. This can be called Taichang Temple to start construction immediately."

It is not necessary to disclose the matter of the sixth prince to transform the Prince Li's Mansion, just find a pretext for it.

When Dugu Mian was leaving, the emperor lay on the bed and suddenly said angrily: "This unfilial thing made me worry so much about him! You go back and tell him that I'm about to be mad at him to death, see if he cares." Don't care!"

Dugu Mian lowered her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.Responding to the voice "Minister obeys the order", he said in his heart that the natures of father and son are indeed similar.

Because of Song Wei's change of posture, Dugu Mian was able to devote more energy to work, and spent less time at home during the day, so he could only come back to accompany him at night.Song Wei's condition has not been good, always sick.Every time he consulted the imperial doctor, Li Yi would blame his heart disease.Dugu knew that Song Wei couldn't be truly happy, but he could only hope that time would allow him to figure it out.But Dugu Lai went in and out of the East Courtyard almost every day, and became more and more familiar with Brother Song.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of February, and the branches of forsythia and mountain peach that bloomed in early spring in the courtyard were covered with flowers, light yellow and pink, beautiful and lovely.

At noon that day, Dugu Lai and Song Wei fed the pigeons while playing with the butterflies.

Dugu Lai pouted and said: "Shangsi Festival is coming soon, my cousins ​​sent a letter to ask my sister to go to the water to pray for orchids, but my sister won't take me there, it's really boring."

The Shangsi Festival on the third day of March is a day for outing in the green and spring, washing water to get rid of filth.In the Xianxi Dynasty, unmarried women went to the riverside to enjoy the flowers in groups, and washed their hands and faces to remove the dirt.It is conceivable that the venues for unmarried women to travel are naturally also places that men crave.The children of the nobles especially like to go to the river to watch and hook up, and the proportion of private affairs on this day is quite high.

The cousins ​​mentioned by Dugu Lai are the young ladies of Duke Cheng's Yuwen Mansion.

When Song Wei heard that Dugu Ying was going out, her heart didn't move for no reason.

He smiled and said, "Xiang Cailan? It sounds fun."

Duguli was a little frustrated: "Yeah, I beg my sister to take me there every year, but I haven't been able to go yet. She said that I am too young, so I have to wait a few more years." Suddenly she became happy again, "But my sister said that I will buy it this year. Let me release some fry, you can leave a few for me to raise and play, hehe."

Song Wei looked at him: "Your sister said she wanted to buy fish fry and release them?"

"Yeah, the red carp is the most auspicious, just like the one Brother Song gave me last time, but it doesn't seem to be easy to buy."

Song Wei's heart beat violently.Suppressing his emotions, he said, "If you release the fish, you can use any fish. What a waste to buy such expensive ones."

After sending Dugu Lai away, Song Wei closed the door and lay down under the quilt to take a nap in the afternoon.At this time, no one will bother you.He closed his eyes, slowed down his breathing, and felt his heart beating in his chest, and he didn't know whether it was because of excitement or nervousness.

After Bing Deng sent it out, he chatted with Dugu Lai many times, but there was no clue.Song Wei thought that Dugu Ying would not dare to take the risk to help her escape, so she looked for other breakthroughs.I really didn't expect that after so long, Dugu Ying actually agreed.Calculate the timing, the Shangsi Festival on March [-]rd is really a good opportunity.This Miss Dugu is indeed calm.

The next thing to do is to prepare and wait quietly.

Song Wei got up and walked around the room, her first thought was to collect some small and valuable things to take out.He didn't have to worry about anything when he came, except for a few small change in his pocket, and there was no extra cash.Once you leave Xianhou's Mansion, you can't go back to Xijing, and you can't go to Mu's House. The first problem is lack of money.

Almost everything in the house, big or small, was valuable.After turning around a few times, Song Wei sat down.No matter what you take out, it will add a clue to the tracker.Since he was going to leave, he simply left cleanly, thoroughly and innocently, and there was no need to bring anything with him.The question of money, let's go out and talk about it.

Then he began to wonder what would happen if he managed to leave.

The emperor will definitely disturb Song Manji and Boss Mai.But ever since Li Yi told about the violent past of his mother and adoptive mother, Song Wei sincerely felt that even if the emperor brought Song Manji to the capital, there was probably nothing he could do.It just made my mother worry about herself again.

Dugu Lai and Dugu Ying will definitely be taken care of by their father.The whole family is flesh and blood, so they can't go anywhere.

As for Dugu, he will definitely be dealt with by the emperor.How far will it go?Hard to say.

Song Wei propped his chin to ponder, got under the bed, and dragged out the small box containing jade.

The lining of the box is soft and fine white silk, a small piece of letter was cut last time, stuffed into the naked fish maw and passed to Dugu Ying.Song Wei took out a large piece of the rest and wrote a few messages.I hope the emperor reads it, and don't deal with Xianhou too hard.

The case was stuffed back in, kind of doing nothing.The environment in the capital city was completely unfamiliar, so it was useless to think too much in advance.

After Dugu came back at night, the two had dinner together.Song Wei buried her head and kept pushing her mouth, while Dugu looked at him and frowned: "Slow down. Why are you so hungry today?"

Song Wei chewed the vegetables in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Sleeping at noon, I have no appetite, and I have eaten less."

Dugu Mi didn't suspect him, so he wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.Song Wei was really overwhelmed, and lay on the couch without moving.Dugu Mian whispered a few words, sat over and rubbed his stomach.Stretch your big hands in from the front of the clothes, the calluses on your fingertips and the warmth of your palms swim in your abdomen, comfortable, quiet and serene.

Song Wei's stomach felt heavy.However, he knew that no amount of food could fill his empty heart.