Aomen willow · must be happy

The Imperial Forest Garden was planted by the founding emperor in the Liu family's main family before the expedition. The Liu family was originally a royal family, but after hundreds of years of turbulent history, the Liu family gradually branched into collaterals at this time.

The willow trees in the Imperial Forest Garden have a lifespan of 300 years at least, but not at all.If it wasn't for the fact that this forest was still planted in the Liu family, as if the founding emperor had come in person, the Liu family might have been ransacked long ago.

And all of Liu's family was burned by the prince of Qin.

Liu Zhuiying took a few books, wrapped paper and pens, and went to the back mountain, obeying the imperial decree, confinement and contemplation, except for the servant who delivered meals every day, there was no servant around, so it can be said that no one cared about her.

One day, Liu Zhuiying suddenly trembled, put down the book in her hand, and looked around.He didn't know when he started to hear faint sounds like crying, and then there was the sound of sparks exploding, and the sound of splashing water.

He was a little uneasy, got up and looked out the window, it should have been full of willow trees and forests, which should be green at this time in the early spring - but at this moment it all turned into scorched black.In places far away from the sky, there is no greenery at all.

He heard those voices again—as if they came from the burned willows, whimpering, crying, and cursing, drifting into his ears without a sound.

But the entire mountain garden was completely burnt down, and there might not be a single willow tree left alive.

It was obviously very quiet, there was no sound at all.

Liu Zhuying sat by the window, her mind was at a loss, and she didn't know what to do.

But it was the same in the past, except for a few more servants, some good dishes, and buying more books-no one looked for him, had nothing to do, and no one cared about him... This is the same as the past ten or twenty years. no difference.

It makes no difference.

In the evening, Liu Zhuiying only felt chest tightness, and when she was about to go out to get some air, she found that it was raining lightly outside the house, hitting the edge of the eaves, piercing down from the gray sky, and there were not even any birds fluttering past.He stretched out his hand from the window, felt the coolness for a moment, then retracted his hand to wipe it clean.

Outside the house, at the junction of the gray cloud and the scorched ground, there seemed to be a figure in the distance.

He froze for a moment, and narrowed his long and narrow eyes.

It was indeed a person, wearing light-colored clothes. He didn't blink much at first, but it stood out against the surrounding dead trees, so he stood there motionless. If he didn't look closely, he thought it was a tree that hadn't been burnt.

Liu Zhuiying hesitated for a moment, then picked up the white oiled paper umbrella behind the door and walked out.

With the sound of crackling rain hitting the umbrella, Liu Zhuiying only felt that it was another world.

The closer he got, the clearer he got, and the patter of rain outside the umbrella seemed to be much quieter, before Liu Zhuiying walked up to the man.

"You..." Before seeing the man's face, Liu Zhuiying asked first, but didn't want the man to lean back before he could speak—

He fell to the ground, covered half of his body with dust and mud, and his light-colored clothes were stained a lot along with the man's hair.

"...?" Liu Zhuying was startled, and hurriedly went forward to squat down to check.

The man's brows were frowned and his eyes were tightly closed, but it was not difficult to see that his brows were resolute and handsome, it was just - he just burned up and got rained again, which must have caused him to faint.Liu Zhuiying helped the man up with some difficulty, put one arm of the man on his slightly frail shoulder, and held an umbrella so that both of them would not be drenched in the rain, so he directly put the umbrella pole on there On the person, slowly carry the person back into the house.

The door was gently pushed open, and Liu Zhuiying supported the man to lie down gently on the side of the bed, wet the face towel on the man's forehead, and spread the quilt to cover the man.Liu Zhuying looked around, afraid that the cold air would blow in, so she got up and closed the doors and windows.

Before he closed the door, he took a look from a distance. It was raining in the mountains today, so the servants who delivered the food must not come into the mountains.It's not surprising to find someone in the mountains. There are villages at the foot of the mountain, and people often go up the back mountain to collect firewood.Occasionally, he would come into Liu Zhuiying's room for a cup of tea, and leave after drinking, never staying longer.

He took off his half-wet clothes, wore only an underwear, took a book, sat by the bed, and read it intently.

In the morning when it was raining and dark, he lit a candle, put it on the table, and sat by the bed to read a book.In the past, he would rest and sleep at this time, but today is special, only one person can sleep on the bed.

Until the middle of the night, Yue Yue didn't know where to hide. It was very dark outside, his eyelids were fighting fiercely, and he forced himself to blow on the lamp and fell asleep dazedly by the edge of the bed.

He had a dream today.

In the dream, there was a man whose eyebrows could not be seen clearly, and seemed to be talking to him.

He gradually couldn't hear clearly, and felt that the person paused again, stretched out his hand and pushed him, and suddenly he lost his footing, staggered, but fell backwards, kept falling, kept falling-everything Everything is blurred.

In the end, he was deeply trapped and could not escape.

It's like falling into a moonless night where you can't see anything clearly.

Liu Zhuiying woke up suddenly.

It turned out that someone had indeed pushed him, and Liu Zhuiying sat up straight in shock, only to realize that it was already dawn.

The one who pushed him was the servant who delivered the meals. It rained so hard last night that he dared not come up the mountain, but he came early this morning.When he entered the door, he was startled, and saw an unknown person lying peacefully on the bed, while his young master was asleep beside the bed, so he went up to wake Liu Zhuiying.

"Master..." The servant panicked and put the food box on the table, not knowing what to do.

"You go outside first, wait for me for a while." Liu Zhuiying was sweating profusely, her heart was still beating uncontrollably, her legs felt weak and she couldn't stand up.

The complexion of the man on the bed seemed to have improved a lot, and his breathing was extremely even. He must be able to wake up after enough rest.Liu Zhuiying removed the face towel from his forehead, threw it in the basin to wash and dry it, touched the man's forehead, his body temperature was a bit cold, and tucked the corner of the quilt into him again.

After Liu Zhuying went out, the man's eyelashes trembled, and he woke up suddenly.

He looked around warily.

He got up, not knowing where it was, but seeing a window, he opened it to look.But seeing the black charcoal all over the mountain, I couldn't help being shocked.

Until Liu Zhuiying pushed the door open again and came in, seeing that the person rescued last night had already got up, she dismissed the servant, closed the door, looked at the man's alert expression, and said: "Yesterday I saw Xiongtai in the rain I was drenched, so I wanted to take a look. I didn’t want to get close, and my brother’s platform collapsed. I had no choice but to bring you back to my room and take a rest.”

The man's face softened a little after hearing the words, he saluted and thanked him.Seeing Liu Zhuying's appearance, the man asked tentatively: "The benefactor is the son of King Qin, Liu Zhuying?"

The man seemed to have recovered from his illness. Seeing Liu Zhuiying nod his head, he said with a hearty smile, "I heard about your son's name earlier, and I am honored to meet Pang today."

Liu Zhuiying chatted with the man for a few words, and learned that his name was Pang Xulin. This time, he got the news that the Imperial Forest Garden was burned, so he came here to see if there was any chance.

Pang Xulin opened the window, his eyes seemed to be attracted by the bare trees, he kept staring, and said: "I'm afraid these ancient trees cannot be saved."

"It should be. The fire has been burning for a long time, and I only saved one or two plants when I arrived." Liu Zhuying said.

Pang Xulin turned his head, squinted at Liu Zhuying and said, "I heard... His Royal Highness accidentally burned it?"

The book in Liu Zhuiying's hand fell to the ground, and she looked at the man in front of the window stupidly, and said falteringly: "Yes...but, I, not me, I just... "There seemed to be something blocked in his throat, and he couldn't speak fluently.

Pang Xulin chuckled: "Your Highness, don't be nervous, I'm not here to blame His Highness."

Liu Zhuiying remembered that day, the man in front of the window bent his eyes and smiled at him against the background of the obviously not dazzling light outside. The wind blew up, and even brought his whole body to brighten up in Liu Zhuying's eyes, as if breaking all the gray world he had before.

"I will save you."

It was just such a light word, but it hit Liu Zhuiying's heart heavily, and he could never forget it.