Eastern Palace Chapter 22: Change (2)

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The walls are full of large glazed tile roofs, docket arches and eaves, which are extremely magnificent. I am familiar with the outlines of the several halls in the middle, because I always see them first every time I turn over the wall. I gaped, Donggong! This is actually the East Palace! The place we just came out is inside the palace wall of the East Palace.

Gu Jian looked at me dumbfounded, so he said indifferently: "Yes, we have been in the warehouse of the East Palace just now."

I bit my tongue and didn't speak. I regret it. I should yell as soon as I turn out the window, and draw the entire Habayashi army in the Eastern Palace, and then I will be safe. No matter how great Gu Jian is, he can't take me away from the thousands of Yulin army...I really regret it.

But it's no use regretting now. Gu Jian pulled me off the high wall, and then walked on the roof of the house, turning around and turning down from the roof. It was the garden of a house. I walked out of the garden and opened a small door. The world suddenly appeared in front of me.

Every night, there are lights everywhere, people everywhere, laughter everywhere. Almost everyone in the world flooded the streets, and almost all the lights in the world were hung on the streets of Shangjing. In the distant sky, like a sea of ​​ink, there is a hazy moon hanging far away, like a shiny white mirror, low; and like glutinous rice **** floating in a soup bowl, so white and greasy, just bite There will be honey fillings flowing out. The moonlight reflected the thin frost on the roof tiles, the sky became clearer and brighter, but it was not cold, the evening breeze had the scent of fireworks, the scent of powder on the girls, the scent of sweetness in various colors... Together, it is the unique atmosphere of Shangyuanye...The shops on both sides of the neighborhood are full of lanterns of various colors, lanterns are hung on the trees, bamboo sheds are erected in the square, and the sheds are also full of lights.

There are people dancing dragon lanterns, lion dancing lanterns, and boat dancing lanterns everywhere...

Gu Jian and I walked into such a sea of ​​lights and crowds. We only felt that there were people and lights in all directions. We walked past the turbulent flow of people, the lamp in front of us, behind us, on hand, on the eyebrows... a halo, yellow, pink, blue, purple, yes Red, green... Tuan Tuan's color halo finally makes people dizzy. Especially the marquee, which turns around in circles, is covered with embroidered characters' stories; there are also Persian glazed lamps, which are so bright, dazzling people's eyes; shelf lights, a shelf of upside-down lights composed of huge patterns and writing; If you’re confused by the word, you can guess it. The most magnificent one is the nine bends of the Yellow River. People who walk into the array of lanterns can easily get lost. They can’t turn left or right... …It is said that it is an ancient art of war formation, but the left is also a lamp, and the right is also a lamp. People trapped in the lamp array are not in a hurry, smiling and walking around...

Such prosperity and excitement, if it were in the past, I don't know what joy would be like. But today I just lowered my head, letting Gu Jian grab my hand and walked silently under those lights. There was a tumultuous crowd in the street, and many people were watching the dragon dance lantern. The crowd was so dense that Gu Jian couldn't help but stop. From time to time, the dragon's mouth also spewed silver fireworks, everyone was amazed. Suddenly the dragon head came to our side and burst out a large group of fireworks. Everyone retreated in exclamation. The fire ignited in front of me. I was so scared that I closed my eyes and was crowded. I almost fell backward, but fortunately, Gu Jian behind him reached out to support me in time. When I opened my eyes, I realized that he half-wrapped me in his arms and covered my face with his sleeve.

I didn't make a sound, just struggling away from his hand. Fortunately, he didn't force me anymore, just grabbed my arm and continued walking.

I just passed Nanshi Street, and suddenly heard a whistle and a "bang" in mid-air. Everyone raised their heads, and saw half of the sky full of gold and silver threads, staggering out a huge flower. It was overshadowed by the bright moon. It turned out that flowers started to fight on the Seven Star Tower.

The Seven Star Pagoda is like piles of gold and silver splashing, and fireworks of various colors one after another, including flat mines, peony spring, peace music, Hundred Years Huan, etc., all the people in the street look up, like crazy. Gu Jian was also looking up at Douhua. The cold wind on the spring night was blowing his headscarf. Behind us was the sea-like lamp market. When the fireworks were on, his face brightened up, and when the fireworks were dark. When he went down, his face was also vaguely trapped in the shadows. I looked at him in a staggered light and dark.

Actually, I was thinking, if I run away at this time, Gu Jian will be able to catch up to me before. There are so many people on the street. As long as I escape into the crowd, he will definitely find me.

But he held my arm so tightly and so hard, I don't think I can get away.

On the endless pavements on both sides of the street, the snow willow flowers win the spring banners and the moths are peddled. I drooped my eyes, not looking at those things at all. A hawker who didn’t have long eyes stopped us and eagerly peddled to Gu Jian: "My son, buy the right flower wins for your lady! Your lady looks so beautiful, and then put on our flowers wins. It’s the icing on the cake, more beautiful! A pair of ten cents, cheap and beautiful! Son, pick a pair of flowers!"

Gu Jian waved his hand. I thought he was going to wave away the hawker. Who knew he had chosen two Huasheng very seriously and then gave the hawker ten cents.

He said: "Head down."

I said, "I don't like these things." He turned a deaf ear to his ears, and reached out and put the flower wins hairpin in my hair. After finishing one hairpin, then another hairpin was added.

Because of the closeness, his breath sprayed on my face, warm, soft, and itchy. There is a faint scent on him, not the ambergris scent that I am used to everyday, but a faint scent that I can't tell, like our Xiliang melon, fresh and cool. After wearing it, Gu Jian took my hand and looked at me seriously to the left and right, as if for fear that the hairpin would be a little bit crooked. I have never been seen so carefully by him, so I felt that the roots of my ears had a fever, and I was very uncomfortable. I just urged him: "Go."

Actually, I don't know where he is going to take me. He doesn't seem to know. We walked and stopped in the bustling streets because there were too many people. The flow of people rushed forward like a tide, and they couldn’t walk fast, and they couldn’t move.

Turning on the last street, the straight Suzaku Avenue appeared in front of you. Looking around, the normally police-ridden Tianjie outside Chengtian Gate was also crowded with people at this time, and in the distance was a brightly lit building.

I kind of guessed where he was going to take me, and suddenly I felt scared.

"Why? Don't you dare to go?" Gu Jian still smiled faintly, looking back at me, I always felt that there was a kind of ridicule in his smile, when I saw him for the first time, his smile was basically It's not like this. At that time, he was wearing a white robe, standing under the eaves on the side of the street, watching Adu and I gallop down the street.

Why is it like this now?

I deceived myself and said: "What do you want?"

"Sorrow is more than heart death." His tone was flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "My heart is dead, so I want you to give up too."

I didn't listen carefully to what he said, just staring absently at the towering tower in the distance. That is Chengtian Gate. There are countless red gauze lamps lit upstairs, mixed with bead lamps of various colors, the whole platform is almost a layer of bright light decorated by lamps, and countless bright lamps are clustered downstairs, reflecting the palace gate. It's like Qionglou Yuyu in the sky. The closer you go, the clearer you can see. A vermilion curtain hung upstairs, which was blown up by the wind, and you could vaguely see the guard of honor and figures behind the curtain. Gong E's towering hair bun and slender figure walked upstairs. The light reflected their beautiful silhouette on the curtain. I suddenly remembered the shadow puppet show I had seen on the street before. So high, so far, so magnificent Chengtian Gate, everything upstairs is like a shadow puppet on white paper, every move makes me feel so out of reach.

The faint sound of music floated downstairs, and even the music sounded misty and distant. The people downstairs suddenly became noisy, because the curtain upstairs suddenly opened a little, and the palaces threw things down. People are clamoring for it. I know that it is Taiping money, which is specially crafted by the internal bureau and used to reward the people who watch the lanterns. The money was falling, falling on the ground of the bluestone slabs of Tianjie, and it shook loudly, like a gorgeous torrent of rain. The celestial wealth is rich, the prosperous world is peaceful, all in this torrential rain...Almost everyone squatted down to pick up money, only I was standing there, staring blankly at Chengtian Gate.

Because I finally saw Li Chengyin, even though he was so far apart, I saw him at a glance. He was half leaning on the railing in front of the building. Behind him was the gorgeous Cui Gai. The wind blew the tassels on the Jiuqu Canopy, and also the sleeves of his robe. Many people knelt down in the distance. I also saw your Majesty, because the surrounding crowds were thunderous and shouting: "Long live!"

The family of heaven is rich and noble. I have never felt that everything is so far away from me and irrelevant to me.

I saw Zhao Liangdi. She was wearing Zhai Yi and slowly approached the front from the back of the building. She did not show her figure, but her shadow was reflected on the curtain. I recognized her from the shadow. . Then she watched her reach out from behind the curtain and draped a black cloak over Li Chengyin's shoulders. The wind was so strong that the cloak flew up. I saw the vermilion brocade of the cloak, and the pattern pierced by the golden silk thread on the cloak, which was reflected by the light upstairs. Li Chengyin turned his face away, too far away, I couldn't see the look on his face, maybe he was smiling at the beauty behind the curtain.

I have never been to the Chengtian Gate, and I have never had the Shangyuan Festival with Li Chengyin. I never knew that every Shangyuan night, he always took Zhao Liangdi with him, overlooking from such a high place. One hundred thousand lights in Beijing.

Shuanggui, tonight, should have been a good day for being in pairs.

I thought it would be different, I thought it would be different if something like that happened yesterday. When I was caught by an assassin last night, he used to look at me like that, he called my name, and he swore with arrows. Everything made me think that there would be a difference, but just for one day, he stood here, with other women standing here, admiring the prosperity of Shangyuan casually, and accepting the congratulations from the people.

And I should be alive or dead, and my whereabouts should be unknown, and I was his wife.

Someone called me "Xiao Feng" in a trance.

I turned my face and looked at Gu Jian in a daze.

He was looking at me too, and I slowly smiled at him, trying to speak to him.

But the cold wind choked in my mouth. The cold wind made me cough. Originally, my throat hurts terribly. Now when I cough, it hurts like the whole throat is about to crack. My head was coughing, and my head was stuffed into a handful of stones. The sharp edges and corners of those stones pierced my blood, making it difficult to breathe. I bend over and kept coughing there, coughing my heart and lungs, as if I was trying to cough something out of my body. I don't feel pain, but it's sad in my chest. Maybe it's because I got a cold and I'm sick... I should be so sad when I get sick.

Gu Jian held me back, but I staggered, feeling that something was cracking, splashing out silently, and my chest seemed to relax a little.

He lifted my face up, and I heard my own voice, and I said: "It's not a big deal..." I saw a strange pain in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand and wiped it. The corners of my mouth.

Through the light, I saw the blood on his fingers, and then his robe sleeves, the mottled spots on his head, little by little, it turned out to be all blood. My body is weak and people are groggy. I know I can't stand anymore. The blood just now seemed to have vomited all my strength. He hugged me and whispered to me in my ear: "Xiaofeng, cry for a while, cry for a while."

I used the last strength to push him away: "Why should I cry? You brought me to see this on purpose, why should I cry? You don't have to be hypocritical here, why should I cry? You just let me go. Go back, now I want to go back!"

"Xiao Feng!" He came up to try to hold me, I staggered, but tried to stop. I turned my head, took out the Huasheng on my head and threw it under his feet. I looked at him coldly: "Don't touch me, don't follow me, otherwise I will die in front of you immediately, even if you are martial arts peerless, I can't help but want to kill myself. You can prevent it for a while, and you can't prevent it for a lifetime. As long as you follow, I can always kill myself."

Perhaps because my tone was too decisive, he actually stood there and didn't dare to come forward.

I staggered and didn't know how far I was. There were people on all sides, and lights on all sides. Those lights were really bright and dazzling. I grasped the fur collar of the flap, and felt that I was getting cold again. It was so cold that I started to fight with my teeth. I knew I was feverish, and my feet were like stepping on the sand, so soft that I didn't have any strength. I stood weakly under the lantern, with laughter and laughter everywhere, and bustling people shuttled back and forth. In the distant sky, puffs of fireworks were blooming. They were the flowers of the Seven-Star Tower, and the weird Shangyuan. The bustling Shangyuan, where do I go?

The world is so big that there is no place for me.

Adu, Adu, where are you? Let's go back to Xiliang, I think Xiliang is now.

In front of my eyes is a revolving lantern, with a beauty cut out of gold foil attached to it. The heat of the candle is steaming, and the revolving lantern keeps turning, the beauty will sit or stand or be charming or angry or happy...

I think my eyes are getting dark for a while, and the beauty on the lamp seems to be Zhao Liangdi. She hid her sleeves and smiled gently at me: What do you think is different? Do you think you can have a place in his heart? If you think you are hostage for your Majesty, he will treat you a little bit...

It's just a vain situation.

I can stand firmly by relying on a tree. The rough bark hooks my temples, causing a slight pain, but I feel comfortable...because such a slight pain will reduce the discomfort in my chest. A'du is gone. In the upper capital, I am a lone person after all. Where can I go? I walked back to Xiliang alone. I can’t walk in one month, three months, three months, half a year, half a year, and a year. I will go back to Xiliang.

I raised my head and looked at the moon, the bright and pure white moonlight shining gently on everyone. Shangjing City under the moonlight is so prosperous and peaceful. In the moonlight, Adu and I walked the streets and alleys of Shangjing for countless times, but this is not my home after all, I am going home.

I walked slowly to the west of the city. If I want to go back to Xiliang, I should go out from Guanghua Gate, go all the way to the west, all the way to the west, and then out of Yumen Pass, which is Xiliang.

I am going home.

Before I walked to the Guanghua Gate, I suddenly heard the screams of the crowd, countless people clamored, and others shouted: "Chengtian Gate is on fire!"

I thought I had heard it wrong. I looked south like everyone else. I saw a faint flame on the Chengtian Gate and thick black smoke from under the bucket. Everyone covered their mouths in exclamation and looked gorgeous. The building was gradually enveloped by fire. The gorgeous bead lamps, the vermilion curtains, the towering eaves... were swallowed by the bursting flames one by one. The fire became bigger and stronger, and the wind helped the fire. The whole Chengtian Gate was finally raging. Burn up.