Brother Donggong

chilly! ...

How can it be so cold?

The cold heart, bones, and blood seemed to be trembling.

I curled up, but no matter how I curled up, it was still terribly cold.It's just cold, like there is a huge ice cellar around, and there is a dense chill.

Someone lifted the quilt and embraced a warm and soft body with thin arms around my back. That feeling, like my mother, also seemed to be buried in my heart... Ayla...

It is a woman's body.

So soft...so fragrant...so familiar.

Holding her seems to be born with an instinct, and there is a feeling of sadness and happiness.It was like a pair of gentle but firm hands that dragged me back to the world from the edge of the Naihe Bridge.

Across the bridge of life and death, I watched the Dragon Boat Festival, the forbidden palace night banquet, and the fireworks all over the sky that year, which were so gorgeous that they confused everyone's eyes.

She is a girl from a foreign royal family who came from afar.

Like a night-blooming epiphyllum.

Rare, beautiful, mysterious, plump, yet pitiful.

The love between a man and a woman is the most authentic mark engraved on the body. After stripping off all sanctimonious coverings, the lust of the flesh is so real and unavoidable.

However, Qiluo is not Ayila after all, she is different.She is like a mother, like a sister, like a child born with me, and contains my best memories of the past years.

I remember that when I was very young, my mother and I depended on each other for life.

At that time we were still in limbo, no one cared about us, and we didn't have to care about others.

Every day I live extremely happily, climbing trees, shooting birds with a slingshot, rolling all over the grass behind the cold palace, and then my mother pointed at my nose and scolded me when I came back, and finally she pointed to a basin of warm water in the yard She said with her hands on her hips, "Go, clean yourself up and eat!"

Then I cheered, ran to the front of the basin, washed my dirty hands, jumped onto the stool, and watched my mother bring it up. I wolfed down the hot food with a large spoon.

I am also sick.

After I got sick, I became sleepy, unable to come out from under the quilt, and didn’t want to eat. My mother always cooked a big bowl of noodle soup with sesame oil dripping in it, and brought it to my bedside. She first used After trying my forehead, she pulled me out of the quilt and fed me mouthfuls. When I was full, she fed me the messy herbal medicine that she asked to bring from the Imperial Medical Bureau. A few mouthfuls, and then I can have sorghum caramel in my mouth and hold a jar of honey at the same time, dreaming of eating candy and holding caramel, and falling asleep sweetly.

At that time, I didn't know how high the sky was or how thick the ground was.

I only know that when I wake up the next day, I may be alive again, reading books, digging out birds, and rolling around in the grass, and then I will go back to my mother when I am hungry, and then I will have delicious braised pork.

What now?

I opened my eyes and saw Qi Luo's back, so slender and thin, she was sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to me, with her head down, embroidering something stitch by stitch.

As soon as I moved, she quickly turned her head and smiled gently, "Are you awake?"

Her eyes are warm and crystal clear, like night pearls.

I called out confusedly, "Mom..."

Immediately she realized that she had caused trouble, but she was not annoyed. She took the tonic that had been simmering on the small clay stove, which was a sticky porridge made of ginseng, honey, and milk.

"Are you hungry? Eat some porridge first. I've been sick for too long, and my spleen and stomach are too weak to eat hard things. I'll cook what I want after a while."

Said, and tucked me in the quilt.

It seems that many days have passed, and the leaves in the yard are all bald.

There was still frost in the middle of the night last night. I woke up this morning and looked outside. There was a layer of shiny white covering the grass.

Qi Luo is a careful girl and a good doctor.She took off the last white bandage that was wrapped around my body, and I looked in the mirror. There was a layer of scars on my body, which had turned white, neither red nor swollen, but to the touch, it felt like a torn cotton cloth, Stinged.

Cui Bicheng came in with a stove, and said glibly, "You're looking at yourself in the mirror again, let me have a look."

He stood behind me and took a cursory glance. He didn't seem to pay much attention to the stubble-like welts. He just grabbed my hair and held it in his palm. I turned around and asked him what he was thinking. He said, " Look at your dry hair, it's like weeds, wait until I get you some walnut kernels, and mend it."

I glanced at it indifferently, "Ask Qi Luo, if she says she can eat it, I'll eat it."

Cui Bicheng curled his lips, "Eat something, it doesn't have to be so delicate."

Just as I was talking, Qi Luo picked out a few pieces of my clothes from the cabinet, she brought them over, Cui Bicheng wanted to take them, and said, "Come on, let me do it, he's still shirtless, don't worry." Brother and sister, you are inconvenient."

Qi Luo didn't speak, just looked at me, and I was happy, "Don't pay attention to him, Lao Cui just has a broken mouth."

Sure enough, Qi Luo didn't speak, just came over quietly, and put on my clothes layer by layer, Cui Bicheng stood aside drinking tea, but looked away, looking thoughtful, but sad.

He suddenly opened his mouth, "You..."

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he only spoke half of them.

Autumn passed like this.

The first snow of this winter soon fell on Yongjing, and the fine snow particles flew all over the sky, embellishing this prosperous and beautiful but barren world.

I went back with Qiluo to see Yin Butang.

These days, the military and government in the Northwest are complicated, and King Ning and King Qin have already reached the west bank of the Yellow River. However, what puzzles everyone is that they seem to be hesitating again. Although the heavy troops fell, they could not cross the Yellow River.

Mrs. Yin and Mr. Butang stayed us for dinner, and when we took our leave and went out, the sun was almost setting.

If you look up at this time, the whole sky is a majestic color, the majestic mountains are clearly defined, like a silhouette, covered with thin snow, the clouds are light and the sky is high, bleak and distant.In the Dazheng Palace not far away, the majestic red walls and black tiles seem to have been given life, even if it is suppressed, it still vividly tells the sorrows and joys of all beings in the millennium.

A long whistle whistled, and the horseshoes of the cavalry flew, and everyone scrambled to retreat. Those who had no time to dodge quickly knelt down and knocked their heads on the ground, even if their foreheads were stained with dust.The originally bustling city of Yongjing was silent, quiet, and everyone waited with bated breath.

The person walking in the front held up a snow-white king's flag, and in the middle was an eagle that was about to fly.

The crown prince's snow eagle flag.

Wen Zhan was there, surrounded by everyone, like a god sitting in the clouds.

I didn't hide, just stood behind the crowd, just stood up straight, looked at him, and he saw me too.It seems to be a stubbornness, we are unwilling to look away from each other, as if we are standing on both sides of the Wangchuan River, the crowd, the imperial palace, Yongjing, it seems that the whole world has disappeared between us.

It's over, it's over.

Perhaps, only at such moments can I quietly see my heart clearly.

The love between me and him is not about being happy with each other, staying together for a lifetime.This feeling is inherently sinful, accompanied by incest and killing, it is like a person who has long since died, leaving only dry bones, looming and buried in the dust.However, Wen Zhan gave birth to flesh and blood from the bone, even though it was still dripping with blood, it was still alive, but in the end, I missed him.

I want to take a good look at him one last time, I want to keep his eyes, his lips, his face, his anger, his smile, his restless cruelty, his love like a storm, all in my heart , Looking back on the rest of my life, I took it to Netherworld!

Behind me, Qi Luo grabbed my hand.

This world is not as lonely as snow.

It is messy and crazy, with the power to devour people's hearts, but it will eventually annihilate into nothingness.No matter what kind of erotic entanglement, after all, there will be a moment of disappearance, and I can no longer escape it.

I also took her hand.

There are thousands of iron armor behind the prince, and the cold light is cold, but his eyes are as deep as the sea, flat and without waves.It seems that to him, this near-war is just a game of chess, a play, a passing cloud.

Just arrived in the twelfth lunar month, Qiluo always felt weak and wanted to eat sour, my mother sent an old doctor doctor over to take a closer look at what was going on, but the doctor was full of spring, smiled and said congratulations, his smile, There was a tinge of fear, but she immediately revealed it, and told me to take good care of Qiluo, saying that she should cultivate quietly in the future, and that she would stop riding a horse.I sent him out, and took the prescription he prescribed to the servants, and asked them to grab the medicine, but he left some tonics for the palace, but I threw them out.

The next day, I went into the palace to meet my mother and announce the good news.

Qi Luo has a child.

I suddenly had an idea that this might be the last time I entered the palace in my life.

In the Shouchun Palace, my mother carefully asked about Qiluo's situation, "How long have you been sick?"

Me, "It's not long, it just started this month."

My mother hurriedly said, "That should be more concerned. When a woman's fetus is not seated, it is very delicate. Also, after she has a body, she can no longer share the same bed. During these days, you should behave yourself and don't talk to me anymore." Those dubious people before you hooked up and hooked up, just a few days ago, if you keep messing around like before, your mother will definitely be pissed off."

I nodded, "No."

My mother, "What does Qiluo want to eat, what does she want, I will ask them to bring it to you from the Imperial Medical Bureau."

I took her hand and said, "Mother, don't worry, Qiluo is a doctor herself, and there are many tonics at home, which are not worse than Da Nei's, so don't work too hard in the medical bureau, save yourself telling the villain Gossiping, annoying."

My mother nodded again, and sighed, "That's true. By the way, are all the people in your house reliable? Do you want me to give you some more?"

"That's not necessary. Qiluo went back to her mother's house to live, and Yin Butang's family has many adults, so there is no need for anyone to take care of her."

She looked at me, and finally didn't ask any more questions, then folded her hands together and began to chant Amitabha.She said, "Now it's all right. After the old Zhao's family has a family, even if the mother dies, you can still see your own father. Amitabha."

I stood up, "Mother, I'll go first. Before His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returns to the palace, I will go to the Nanyuan Library Pavilion. I heard from Li Fang that my father's portrait was brought back from the ancient royal tomb and placed on it." There. I'll go and see."

She said she sent me out.

When I arrived outside the main hall of Shouchun Palace, my mother took my hand suddenly and asked me, "Son, are you planning to enter the palace again? Are you going to take only your father's portrait with you?"

I shook my head, "No, there are mothers."

Her eyes stared at me, as if she wanted to see her eyes and keep them forever.

Suddenly, she tightened her fingers and pushed me hard.

"Go! You go, go far away, never come back, never step into the palace gate again, don't come back even after I die!"

I smiled wryly, "Mother, don't talk nonsense, you will live forever."

Alive, always alive.

But my unfilial piety and capriciousness made you suffer the pain of losing a loved one again, and taste the bitterness of a white-haired man giving a black-haired man.Instead of kneeling down according to the farewell etiquette, I stood up and stretched out my hands to hug her. I put my face on her shoulders, just like when she hugged me when I was young, I hugged her.

Is it the last time?

I thought silently in my heart, mother, this will be the case in this life, and in the next life, if there is another life, I will still be your son.Be the most obedient, obedient and filial son in the world.Never entangle with men again, and stay with you in ordinary days until the end of reincarnation.