Half-dead paulownia

(Maple Leaf Lane, Anling Imperial City)

"Uncle Xiao, I want to discuss something with you." Ling Zhuoxi said hesitantly.

"What's the matter? Just tell me if you have anything to say." Xiao Su said kindly.

"Please forgive Ling for speaking bluntly. Now Xiao Jinmo's condition is getting worse. Instead of waiting like this, let me take him away. There are many strange people in our Huanzhao capital. I want to try." Ling Zhuoxi's tone was a little heavy Said.

"Go to Huanzhao Capital with you?" Xiao Su suddenly asked excitedly.

"Well, isn't there no better way now? I believe uncle also hopes that Xiao Jinmo will get better as soon as possible. There are no parents in the world who do not love their children."

"That's right, what parent doesn't want their children to live a better life? Even if they are not around, it is an eternal concern." Xiao Su is more like talking to himself.

"So, do you agree?" Ling Zhuoxi asked a little excitedly.

"Oh, this is all fate! Anyway, go as you please, Xiao Jinmo will entrust you." Xiao Su sighed deeply.

"Thank you Uncle Xiao, I will definitely take good care of him, you can rest assured to hand him over to me!" Ling Zhuoxi firmly promised.

As soon as I stepped into the simple but elegant house, I saw Feng'er who was concentrating on painting at the table. Her focused eyes were poured into the charm of this stroke. There was no trace of filth in the clear and ethereal eyes, so thorough , This is enough to make anyone under the gaze of his eyes feel ashamed and despondent.The thin lips with a little blood color, against the white face, looked like a full moon covered with a layer of mist, charming but not coquettish, and the long hair scattered to the waist fully interpreted the charm of black.Ling Zhuoxi was drowning at this moment, as if she didn't dare to move forward half a step, for fear of disturbing this celestial being who shouldn't appear in this chaotic mortal world.

"Master Ling?" A cry of surprise broke the picturesque silence.

"Feng...Feng'er." Ling Zhuoxi suddenly recovered.

"When did Mr. Ling come in? Why doesn't Feng'er know." Feng'er questioned.

"It's just entering. It's because you were too focused on painting that you didn't notice my entry." Ling Zhuoxi said a little panicked.

"Master Ling laughed. How dare Feng'er use it as a painting to describe it. It's just a hobby to pass the time when I have nothing to do." Xiao Jinmo smiled softly.

"I wonder if I'm lucky enough to have a look at Feng'er's interesting work?" Ling Zhuoxi said jokingly.

"Young Master Ling made fun of Feng'er again. Of course, you can read it casually, but don't make fun of Feng'er after reading it." After finishing speaking, he handed the scroll in his hand to Ling Zhuoxi.

Slowly opened, as if holding a precious treasure, but after seeing the picture scroll clearly, the eyes full of expectations flashed with incomparable surprise and doubt. I saw a temple standing in the painting, with incense and smoke The lingering, dreamlike blue smoke sprinkles the entire picture scroll, strands and strands, captivating.It seems that there are still snowflakes floating in the sky, falling on the branches and depositing on the stone steps. It is desolate and vast. In this plain situation, it will make people feel sad, but the bright red is vivid on the paper. It was eye-catching and warm, and I saw a man in a fiery red robe standing in the center of the temple, but his face could not be seen clearly, but sadness could be discerned. The strong and sharp contrast made everything around him pale, as if they existed. Just to set off his splendor.

"Feng'er, this painting..." Ling Zhuoxi stared at the scroll and asked.

"Strange, isn't it?" Feng'er asked calmly.

"I'm just curious who is this person standing in front of the temple?" Ling Zhuoxi continued to ask.

"The man standing in front of the temple? Yes, who is he? Why does he keep appearing in my dreams? No matter what kind of scene in the dream, he will always be by my side, so close It's so close, it seems that I can touch his face when I turn around, but every time I try to reach out and grab it, I find that I can't reach it at all, as if it is far away in the sky. But I don't know why, even though it is a nightmare , but as long as he appears, I will feel extra solid and strong, and then I can resist even the greatest pain." Xiao Jinmo seemed to be trying hard to recall.

"A dream? You mean you often dream about him?" Ling Zhuoxi showed an eager expression.

"Well, Mr. Ling, I must be suffering from hysteria, right? These hallucinations have appeared." Xiao Jinmo frowned and asked worriedly.

"You mean an illusion? Yes, it is an illusion. It may be that you have been overworked recently, your body has not recovered, and you are thinking wildly every day, so illusions will naturally appear." Ling Zhuoxi explained in agreement.

"Hey, if my father finds out that I have this situation again, he will definitely be anxious. It's all because of my weak body." Xiao Jinmo blamed himself.

"Feng'er, I don't blame you, and you don't need to blame yourself. Everyone knows that you are a sensible child, so..." Ling Zhuoxi hesitated to speak.

"So what? Is Mr. Ling okay?" Xiao Jinmo asked curiously.

"Well, in fact, this time is also for this matter. Does Feng'er hope that her illness will recover soon?"

"That's natural, so you don't have to worry about me all day long."

"Then I want to say, can I cure you?"

"Cure? Mr. Ling said he can cure my illness?" Xiao Jinmo asked in surprise.

"Well, but it's not me. There are such strange people in our country who can help you."

"Really? That's great, but since it's your country, do I have to leave the capital of Anling? Leave my father? Leave Brother Han'er?" The originally excited expression suddenly turned sad.

"Well, Feng'er, you can think of it this way, we're just leaving temporarily, and after you're cured, you will never be separated, and they won't worry about you anymore, you can take good care of them, right? "Ling Zhuoxi tried to comfort her.

"It doesn't sound unreasonable, then I have to discuss it with my father."

"No need, I've discussed it with Uncle Xiao a long time ago, and I just need your permission. Now you just need to go back to your room and pack your bags, and then we can set off as soon as possible."

"Yeah." After saying that, he hurried back to his room.

Looking at the back of Xiao Jinmo who turned and left, Ling Zhuoxi's slightly excited eyes flashed a trace of melancholy, because he knew that the man in the picture scroll, the man in the dream, the man who made him feel at ease, Anling Yuhao has been his eternal memory. He thought that the deeper the injury, the more painful it would be. After the pain, he would let go of it naturally. But who would have known that the wound after the pain had scabbed and became a scar, which would last forever. It turned out that it was not Already forgotten, just do not want to remember.

(Anling Imperial City)

"Little prince, don't you really tell the emperor and queen what you saw?" Liu Meng asked anxiously.

"Of course the truth must be told, but now is not the time." An Ling Yuhao said after a moment of thought.

"Isn't it time? Princess Zining... No, Princess Zining has already returned, and news just came that she has woken up from a coma. Wouldn't it be better to clarify at this time?" Liu Meng asked curiously.

"Think about it, since the King of Ghosts wanted Zi Ning to hear this, it was naturally to make her turn against her father. We don't care if what he said is true or not, his goal seems to have been achieved." An Ling Yuhao Said for sure.

"Have you achieved it? You mean that Princess Zining has already believed it?" Liu Meng asked questioningly.

"Believe it or not, let's find out." Anling Yuhao responded confidently.

"Then how should we test it? Hey, little prince, wait for me." Liu Meng was about to ask again, when he saw Anling Yuhao had already walked towards Ling Zining's room.

(Huayue Pavilion, Anling Imperial City)

Refreshing fragrance, elegant and pleasant decorations, the maids are busy coming in and out, a graceful lady in front of the dressing table is combing, the peach-shaped jade hairpin gently imprisoned the rolled-up hair bun, shining Pearls are embedded in the crevices where the hair is combed, and the scattered strands of hair are also exquisitely styled by the skillful hands of the palace maids. The bejeweled hairpins are tied one by one, and then the thrush purses her lips. In a blink of an eye, The beauty in front of her was even more magnificent and stunningly beautiful.

"The imperial concubine is really a beauty that is hard to find in the world!" Liu Meng couldn't help sighing.

"Liu Meng, can you say it again?" Anling Yuhao said quietly.

"I said, the imperial concubine is really... this subordinate deserves to die, this subordinate's crime, this subordinate can't hold back his words." Liu Meng suddenly reacted.

"Bold Liu Meng, can you praise the imperial concubine?" Anling Yuhao pretended to be angry.

"Who is yelling at the door?" While Liu Meng and Anling Yuhao were talking, a woman's sweet voice suddenly came out, and he looked towards the door.

"It's Prince Anling... Yu... Yu Hao." Zi Ning said shyly. "It's me. I heard from my mother that you're back and you're awake, so I'll come and see you. Are you okay?" An Ling Yuhao walked into the room.

"Well, the body is fine, the little prince is concerned." Zining lowered her head lightly, her heart beating non-stop, as if it was about to jump out of her body.

"Little prince? Are you still so polite? Aren't we already married? You were married by me, Anling Yuhao, and you are the imperial concubine of our Anling capital. Naturally, we will call you husband in the future." Anling Yuhao He said it in a joking and serious manner.

"Husband... Husband..." The voice couldn't be lower, it didn't sound like a sound made between the lips and teeth, it was more like being squeezed out of the chest, her pretty face was as red as a cloud.

"That's right, don't make such mistakes in the future." An Ling Yuhao said as if teaching.

"Husband... Husband came to visit Zining?" asked cautiously.

"Of course, a husband should of course care about his wife. This is quite normal, right? Do you think it's strange?" An Ling Yuhao asked back.