Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Sixty-third bowl of soup (3)

Sixty-third bowl of soup (3)

In the silent room, Feng Jin, who had long returned to her room to rest, did not lie on the embroidered bed, but sat by the window. The moonlight from outside poured in and shone on the snow-white pipa in her arms.

She gently hugged her lover and stroked the lute, whispering, "I have to give him a baby."

Both boys and girls, after she dies, she must leave some thoughts to Prince Su, so that he can live, and return what the host owes him.

I'm going to get married soon, so she won't sleep alone in the future.

The pipa in his arms is quiet and silent, and the snow-white violin body reflects a strange and moving light because of the moonlight. Feng Jin hugged the pipa and rubbed her little face on the pipa twice, her eyebrows were still full of light and sorrow, her eyes were always full of love, and it seemed that she was about to burst into tears. Chuan, but still entangled in the emotions there, never forget it for a moment.

A weak and soft-hearted person like her should have been torn and swallowed the moment she jumped off Wangchuan, and even the fragments of her soul could not be found, but she survived.

Come on.

Boil and boil, everything is over.

Feng Jin doesn't need sleep, she can stay up all night, but she can't help but feel sad. Only by holding this pipa can she calm down a little. Living has always been a painful thing.

"Pipa, pipa, if I can't go back, what will you do?" The world is ridiculously big, but there is no place for her. Wherever she goes, she is lonely, whether she is alive or dead.

After asking this sentence, Feng Jin smiled lightly, carried the pipa to the table and put it down, then walked to the bed by herself, took off her embroidered shoes and socks and lay down.

But she can't actually sleep.

She doesn't know why she can't sleep, but she can't sleep, she can't see anything with her eyes open, but she is tortured by long-forgotten memories.

It would be fine if I could remember it, but I was confused and didn't know anything.

In the early morning of the second day, Prince Su got up early and came to Fengjin's side to ask the maid several times. Jinpao lifted up and sat down, really unpretentious.

Feng Jin didn't sleep all night. She didn't like being served at night, so the maids who were watching the night were far away, and naturally she didn't know anything about her staying up all night. Feng Jin knew in her heart that she was different. Even with a physical body, the weirdness of her soul reminded her that she was different from ordinary people.

She's a monster.

A monster with no memory but always sad.

But after all, Prince Su couldn't be allowed to wait for a long time. Feng Jin opened the door and saw him sitting at the door. He couldn't help but smile and said, "What are you doing, Prince?"

Prince Su got up quickly, feeling a little embarrassed. "What, I'll wait for you to get up for breakfast."

Feng Jin smiled softly, in fact, she can also not eat, "Then there is Lord Lao waiting for the concubine, and the concubine has not been groomed yet."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Feng Jin smiled at him again, turned around and entered the room, Prince Su smirked while standing at the door, he could beat Feng Jin, he was laughing all the time.

After another incense stick, Feng Jin was already tidy up. When Prince Su saw her, he first sighed that she was beautiful, then coughed twice to hide his covetousness, and went to hold Feng Jin's little hand: " In a few days it will be our big wedding day, are you ready?"

"It's natural." Feng Jin smiled. "The concubine said she wanted to marry the prince, how could she go back on her word?"

Prince Su is not afraid of anything and everything. He is an unselfish and unselfish prince on weekdays, but in front of Feng Jin he turns into a soft-hearted man. He smiled and didn't hide his unease: "I'm just afraid that you will suddenly change your mind and refuse to marry me."

He has been struggling ever since the emperor's brother gave him the marriage. Should he wait patiently to give Feng Jin a grand wedding, or should he marry someone while she is willing to marry him - he is one of them After struggling for several months, the preparations for the wedding are finally completed. It only takes three days. After three days, she will be his Princess Su.

A justifiable husband and wife, she is no longer the bright moon in the sky that he can't look up to, but a tender flower that he can hold in his arms with love and pity.

"I promised to marry, of course I will." Feng Jin was amused by his nervousness. "The lord doesn't need to be nervous, the concubine is here and won't turn into a butterfly and fly away."

Prince Su giggled again.

After the two of them finished their breakfast, Feng Jin sat in the pavilion of the palace and played the pipa. Prince Su stared at her obsessively with one hand on his cheek. After finishing the song, Prince Su almost drooled. .

When the fair-skinned jade finger pressed the last note, Feng Jin looked up at Prince Su and asked, "Is the concubine playing well?"

"Okay." Prince Su nodded stupidly. "But what song is this called, how come I've never heard it before."

A good sound is a good sound, and the skills are also everyone's, but every time he feels unspeakable sadness and loss.

Feng Jin chuckled: "This is a tune handed down by my concubine's parents. According to legend, it is called the sound of white bones. It is said that it can bring the dead back to life, and white bones give birth to flesh."

Because, this is a song made with soul.

That's why it's so inspiring and tear-jerking.

Prince Su didn't understand the joy of silk and bamboo, so he blinked blankly: "Oh."

Feng Jin smiled, "Let's play another song for the prince."

This time she changed the tune. The tune is light and moving, but it fits her status as a bride to be married. Although Prince Su doesn't understand it, he is deeply affected. ?"

"Stop playing." Feng Jin said with a smile. "I don't like to play these songs. If Wangye likes to listen to them, I will play them for you later."

"Okay, that's it, when we get married, you will play music for me every day."

Feng Jin looked at him like a child, then nodded: "Okay."

She is soft and soft, and her speech is always so gentle, so gentle that Prince Su does not dare to get too close to her - perhaps it is not that she is afraid to approach her, but no matter how hard she tries, she cannot get close.

The days passed like this. At night, Feng Jin was still sitting in front of the window holding the pipa. She quietly raised her head and looked up at the sky. From here, you could see the bright moon, so round and bright, yet so bright. So cold, as if she had looked up countless times.

So far away, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach it.

At this moment, Feng Jin suddenly heard a subtle voice. Before she could react, a tall black figure appeared in front of her. The man looked at her, his dark eyes revealing complex emotions. Then hug her.

"Let go—"

Before she finished speaking, Xiao Rong's face was buried in the crevice of her neck. "Jiner, Jiner, Jiner—"

Called her again and again, tears dripped into Feng Jin's neck, she felt very hot, but extremely cold.

Feng Jin didn't cry out, but just let the man hold him. When his mood gradually stabilized, he slowly pushed him away, carefully hugged the pipa between the two, and wiped the pipa on it. Dust, as if afraid of being damaged by Xiao Rong.

Xiao Rong looked at her expectantly but did not dare to get close, and asked her: "You, when did you play the pipa? Jin'er, I-"

"You don't have to say anything." Feng Jin's eyes were indifferent. "You go, don't come again."

"Jin'er——"

"No need to explain." Feng Jin sat down again. "You already have a wife, and I'm going to marry my husband soon. It's better that you and I have never known each other."

"Jin'er——"

Feng Jin asked him, "Does your wife know about coming out so late?"

Xiao Rong froze, his eyes were full of pain, and his love woke up in the flood of memories, but the reality was that he had another responsibility.

But Feng Jin is also his responsibility!

It was he who asked her to wait for him to go back in Xinglin, it was he who made a vow to marry her, it was he who asked for her body and worshipped heaven and earth in front of her dying parents, they were already husband and wife, He loves her so much.

But he forgot!

He forgot everything!

Forget that I have a wife, forget that my wife is waiting in Xinglin, and forget it is almost ten years! When he first thought of everything, Xiao Rong almost wanted to kill himself. Xinglin was isolated from the world. It was a coincidence that he came there back then. After the death of his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Feng Jin was the only one left. He actually let her live in Xinglin alone for nine years!

Nine full years and more!

What kind of mood has she been waiting for him for the past nine years? While she was waiting for him, he married a wife and had children in the capital, and all his glory didn't have time to share with her, and he didn't even remember her!

"It's not your fault." Feng Jin said lightly. "It's also an accident that you will forget. Now you and I have each other's ties. Don't mention the past. If the prince knows, he will definitely be sad."

Xiao Rong's voice was hoarse: "But we have worshipped our parents—"

"My parents have long since passed away. If you don't tell me about this, no one will know." Feng Jin looked at him with indifferent eyes as if he didn't know him at all. "From the moment I learned that you forgot me, I am no longer your wife. I wish you and your wife to grow old. In the future, you will not come."

How can Xiao Rong let go? At the moment when the memory was recalled, everything was clearly as if it had only happened yesterday. How they fell in love, and the countless promises they once made—how can these be forgotten? "No - we can't be like this, we can't be like this, we're husband and wife! I'm your husband, you're my wife, we said we'll be together forever, I think about it, Jin'er, I won't forget it in the future-- —”

"I will be the prince's wife soon." Feng Jin took a step back, "You also have your life, what you have to do now is to turn around and don't look back."