The day I took His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to sneak out of the palace

It was an excellent place, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, shrouded in clouds and mist, Zhuzi sat alone by the water, he forgot what he was going to do, and why he came here.

Ever since he became a human, there has been a woman talking to him in his dreams, always saying: "I'm sorry."

Sometimes he would wake up from a dream and gradually regain his sanity. Day by day, he gradually understood the intricate relationship between people, although he couldn't fully understand it.

Suddenly, a soft singing sound came, and Zhuzi moved his ears, as if he wanted to find some fragments from the singing and put them together into a complete memory.

"Duer, Duer, come to mother!"

Zhuzi turned his head slightly, and he saw a woman squatting on the ground, holding a small drum in her hand, making a thumping sound.

Zhuzi has a sense of familiarity with a woman. The woman's clothes are very strange, her hair is very long, there are red nose nails on the tip of her nose, and there is a peach blossom at the end of her eyebrows. Her appearance reminds Zhuzi of the lotus in the pond, elegant, clean.

The woman picked up the child who couldn't walk well, and the smile on her face couldn't be shaken.

The crisp sound of the bell rippled, and the man in similar clothes held a bell with one hand on his back and wine in the other, and a bell in his back hand.

"Ma'am, would you like to have a taste?"

The man was tall and tall, gentle and modest like the wind, tied the bell on the child's hand, put the wine on the table, and poured two glasses.

Zhuzi seems to remember this scene, but unfortunately, the memory is buried too deep, and it seems to be locked by someone with a strange method.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter pass by in a blink of an eye. The leaves fall and grow, grow and fall again, but in the eyes of bamboo, it is only a few seconds.

The child grew taller, and sat on a stone bench to practice calligraphy. The posture of holding the brush in his little hand was very awkward. The woman sat on the side and flipped through the book, pointing from time to time.

"Mother, why are we hiding here?"

The child was probably bored, and raised his head to look at his mother.

"We were hunted down, so we had no choice but to hide here."

Zhuzi tilted his head and thought for a while, if he and Wuyun were hunted down, would Wuyun tell him openly?

"Are we going to die?"

The child asked again.

The woman smiled, with dimples hanging on her cheeks, "Your father and I will probably die, but mother doesn't want you to die. At that time, Du'er will listen to mother's words, and mother will also seal Du'er away. Memories, just spend your life in a flat way.”

Bamboo frowned, he was very angry, but he didn't know why.

The child was also angry, threw away the pen in his hand, and said: "I don't want mother and father to die, why did you kill us, what did we do wrong?"

The woman froze for a moment, lowered her head and said, "We didn't do anything wrong, our ancestors did, and we have to pay the price."

"why?!"

This time Zhuzi and the child shouted at the same time, with grief and dissatisfaction in their voices.

The woman touched the child's head and asked, "Du'er wants to know?"

"Ah."

The woman picked up the child and let the child sit on her lap, "Mother, tell Du'er a story, okay?"

Hearing the story, the child no longer had a downcast face, but stared at his mother intently.

"In the past, there was a very beautiful person. She always wore blue clothes, carried a pipa, and acted chivalrously. No one knew who she was, where she came from, and where she went back."

The mother wiped the dust off the child's arm, kissed the child's forehead, and continued: "One night, the woman passed by the river and saw two seriously injured children dying, surrounded by several men in black, one of them His sword was about to strike at the child, but was stopped by the woman."

The child suddenly asked, "Does she have a name?"

"Yes, it's called Linyi."

The woman raised her hand and brushed the hair around her face behind her ears, "Rinyi saved the two children, it seems that she has something to worry about, she found a place to settle down, and helped people get rid of evil spirits so that the children can have food."

"I thought that life would continue to be dull, and the two children have grown up. They are beautiful and handsome, and one of them has someone he likes."

The woman suddenly choked up, she hugged the child tightly, and said: "Du'er, Duer, our ancestors, really deserve to die."

Du'er didn't understand why his mother was crying, so he could only wipe away her tears with his hands.

"Those two children are bone wolves, one of them has blue eyes, and the other has yellowish brown eyes. Rinyi knew that they were not ordinary people, and he also paid special attention to whether the people who approached them were enemies, but what Rinyi did not expect was that he In the end, it will die at the hands of the children who have been raising them for more than ten years."

The woman's tears could no longer be stopped. She frantically kissed the child's face and forehead, and cried: "My Du'er did nothing wrong, but I have to pay for the mistakes of my ancestors..."

Du'er hugged the woman and looked at her in confusion.

"Our ancestors listened to the lies of the savior, found a bunch of false evidence, and killed the unprepared Linyi with his own hands on the day of marriage."

The woman calmed down, and recounted the incident without emotion, "Rinyi didn't know what happened until he died. Another bone wolf escaped, carrying a curse and resentment towards the ancestor."

Du'er asked, "Where is the ancestor?"

The woman sighed, and said: "After a long time of carefree life, many children were born, kept in the dark by the enemy, and I didn't wake up from the dream until the bone wolf came to kill me."

"I don't want to hear it anymore."

The woman touched Du'er's head and said: "This story, when it comes to us, it should be over. We owe a life and a debt to pay off."

Bamboo sat aside and listened, his head hurt a little, a bell appeared beside him, he reached out to grab it, the sound of the jingle bell brought him to the rainy day.

The rain washed the blood from the woman's body, the woman smiled at the bamboo, and pointed her index finger between his brows.

"Du'er, don't blame mother. It is a disaster to keep these memories. Today, mother sealed your wisdom and memory. You will be an ordinary wolf and live a foolish life. If one day you take human form, remember Everything is probably life."

The bell fell to the ground, covered in blood and mud.

Bamboo woke up.

In the familiar room, Bai Wuyun was still sleeping in his arms, Zhuzi's eyes were clear, and his memories were flooding, bitter and sweet.

"I don't blame you."

The breath that is neither long nor short melts into the air.