[Go Soul Natsume's Book of Friends] Guang Xia

Natsume Special Chapter Seventeen

On the day of Xiangzi's ceremony, Nuozi took the civet cat's body to visit Qinglan in the Jiyue Forest.

"Xiangzi doesn't know about this yet..." Nuozi said softly, her eyes were red, "I don't want her to be sad on days like this."

Qing Lan was stunned.The two buried the civet cat's body in the forest and covered it with red leaves.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard.Empress Stingzi's maid also came to Jiyue Forest.

Nuozi has always been good friends with the maids in the palace, and even when she sneaks out on weekdays, she has to rely on them to provide cover one by one.Now that the maid suddenly appeared, Nuozi thought for a moment that he was going to be punished again, and his face turned pale.

The maid smiled and shook her head.She brought two good news from the palace.

One is that Mr. Sugawara became the only chess player around the emperor.

Second, Lord Sugawara recommended Qinglan to Empress Dingzi today, and Empress Dingzi invited Nuozi and Qinglan to the palace to meet and have dinner together.

Neither Nuozi nor Qinglan expected the news to come so quickly, and their eyes were filled with instant surprise.Soon after, the maid from the Sugawara Mansion also arrived, burning incense and changing clothes for Qing Lan.Half an hour later, Qing Lan carefully sat on the bullock cart with her heavy clothes on—it was the first time she wore this gorgeous and grand twelve-single body.

Bullock carts sparkling.Nuozi tied up Qing Lan's long hair with a ribbon, and there was a bright smile in Xing's eyes: "I finally know what it means to be sad and happy."

The ox cart stopped in front of Qingyuan's mansion.Nuozi went back to the house to change clothes, and the maid asked Qinglan to wait on the ox cart.

Qing Lan used her autumn fan to open the curtains of the ox cart.The setting sun in Heianjing was in full swing, and the majestic palaces and palaces of the imperial city were covered with a layer of ignorant red.The wind made her body cold, but the excitement in her heart did not cool down at all.

Fu Xi?Curse?

Qinglan thought of Zuo Wei who caught a glimpse in the rain that day, and his gentle call, "Qinglan"... His face felt as if it was going to burn.

She was finally able to stand upright in front of Zuo Wei.

After playing chess with her, what kind of expression will he have on Ruyu's face?Is it joy and admiration?Could it be like Xiangzi, with her own figure reflected in her purple eyes?

Qing Lan suppressed the throbbing in her chest, but she could hear the rustling of her clothes and footsteps, as if stepping on broken red leaves.As far as the eye can see, the man is wearing a black hat, long purple hair hanging down, and a moon-white hunting suit with flowing clouds, walking alone in the twilight.

There seemed to be a hot force stirring in my heart.Zuo Wei adults!Zuo Wei adults!Looking at the familiar, distant figure, Qing Lan subconsciously wanted to call him, but couldn't make any sound.

At this time, Zuo Wei was wearing his luggage, with his head down, his face was full of tiredness, as if he was in a state of desperation.

Zuowei, what happened?An aristocratic chess player in the palace, but alone on Chang'an Avenue... Qing Lan felt uneasy.She opened the curtain, and the maid immediately came forward. She had no pen and paper, so she could only express clumsily with her hands and lips, but Nuozi was not here at this time, and the maid could not understand her meaning at all.

A round of red sun was slowly setting, just like Qing Lan's sinking mood at this time.Zuo Wei's lonely figure is like a crack on the mirror surface, searing on Qing Lan's heart.

Since meeting Zuo Wei, Qing Lan feels that she is always happy and sad at the same time, and her thoughts and actions are also very different.She never thought about it, and she couldn't see herself.

I saw two guards in front of Qingyuan mansion talking: "Look, isn't that the Fujiwara chess player in the palace?"

"I heard that in the selection of Beijing officials, the Fujiwara chess player cheated in the game, was reprimanded by the emperor, and lost to the Sugawara chess player."

Cheating?Lost to the Sugawara chess player?

Impossible, according to the chess records recorded by Xiangzi, Zuowei's chess strength is higher than that of his uncle, so he doesn't need to cheat——

Wait a minute... In the selection of the emperor's chess player, his uncle's opponent was Zuo Wei?

In a blink of an eye, Qing Lan suddenly remembered.That night, when she and Nuozi visited her uncle at night, the uncle refused at first, and wrote the waka by himself, so the uncle promised to recommend himself...

Could it be that in order to win this game, my uncle played tricks? !

"Cheating, no wonder you were kicked out of the palace by the emperor."

"Oh, Fujiwara Kishi's reputation is irretrievable this time—"

"Stop talking, you're outspoken." Nuozi's maid couldn't listen anymore, and lowered her voice to them, "Do you know that the one in the bullock cart is Sugawara—wait a minute, Ji Jun?!"

Qing Lan lifted her clothes and got out of the bullock cart.Regardless of the maid's obstruction, she walked quickly in the direction Zuo Wei left.

If her uncle really did something wrong, then she would be the one who caused Zuowei to be expelled from the palace... Qing Lan could not accept this possibility even if she thought about it.She couldn't sit comfortably in the bullock cart no matter what.

Wearing twelve singles, it is very inconvenient to move, Qinglan struggles with every step she takes.The crimson palace lanterns in the courtyards of each mansion were lit up one after another, and Zuo Wei's figure disappeared far away outside the east gate.As night falls, the trees outside the east gate are verdant and dark, where is the shadow of Zuo Wei?

Natsume looked at the girl in Chinese clothes standing alone outside the capital of Ping'an, the moonlight leaked in from the treetops, and fell on her face full of helplessness and panic.There are tiny lush white flowers around her feet, which are Xi Yan.Natsume read in "The Tale of Genji" that Xiyan is a flower of unlucky life.

The chill ran from Natsume's back to the top of his head.

——He suddenly couldn't bear it, and didn't dare to look at it anymore.

The moonlight is bright, and there are reeds and reeds fluttering in front of my eyes, reflecting a pool of bright silver.Qinglan and Natsume saw it at the same time, among the reeds, purple vines bloomed like mist.Zuo Wei walked into the water step by step as if he had lost his soul!

"No, no—Zuowei!" Natsume yelled in horror. At this moment, he forgot Jinxi Hexi.There was deep despair in his body, he knew that Zuo Wei was going to drown himself!Right in front of his eyes!

This scene also fell into Qing Lan's eyes.Her face quickly lost all color.Tears were streaming down, she moved her lips in vain and shouted, Natsume thought that if she made a sound, it would be shrill and sharp.She held up the hem of her skirt and wanted to run towards Zuo Wei, but the twelve sheets were so heavy that she couldn't move freely no matter what!

The sound of tearing silk came from beside her ears, Qinglan actually tore apart the outer layer of sky blue Tang clothes on Twelve Sheets in her desperation.She ran desperately to the lake.But, it's too late...

Ripples are rippling, and under the moon, the cold lake water has soaked Zuo Wei's figure... Like the last red leaf blown off a branch, it sank without a sound...

Natsume's mind was torn as he watched, and tears fell down in a daze.And Qinglan, with shattered despair in her eyes, was like a mourning beast, she seemed to be in disbelief all the time, she threw herself into the water like crazy...but it was in vain...

Amidst the pattering rain, his call was as soft as the grass and trees in early summer: "Qing Lan."

In the bullock cart, she handed him a red oil-paper umbrella, and there was a fleeting warmth between her fingers.

By the water, in the swaying reeds, he rescued her in swaddling clothes.Now, she just watched him die in the water!

It was her...it was her who killed him!

The tragic scene in front of him also made Natsume unable to think, and his lips trembled slightly.Zuo Wei drowned in front of him, he was as if in a daze, unable to move, tears meandering and dripping down the boy's face.

In the autumn of [-] A.D., Zi Shibu went to Jizhi, Qing Shao Nayan discussed political disputes with Empress Dingzi, and Fujiwara Sato drowned to death.

"Come back, Natsume Takashi."

A familiar call came from my ear, majestic and profound.

"You don't belong there. Take a good look at the present."

Where does he belong... who knows... but the voice gradually became clearer.Heian-kyo thousands of years ago quietly evaporated and dissipated like fog under the sun.Then, Natsume opened his eyes, and met the worried eyes of Mr. Kitty and the little fox demon.His face was stained with tears.

There was a ticking sound in the leaky pot.

Thousands of years have passed.