The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 703:

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Why do you have to give up on yourself?

It was not your fault in the first place, and it should be enough to atone for it.

He sat cross-legged on the side of the road silently, no longer feeling that the ground was dirty. He thought for a long time and started writing.

Zhiwei.

Remember that sentence?

"I want you to get out of the cage that has trapped you. I want you to see that the world is not just the three-foot-three-inch land in front of you. I want you not to always be a trap. Each bowl of meat must be worth eight yuan. I want you to learn to look at me squarely, I want you to know how to cry, how to laugh, how to care and argue, and how to love."

"When I finally get out of the prison of my heart, I see someone charming Pingting a foot or three inches away, I take off my clothes and learn to eat meat for seven or nine yuan, and look at this vast world with new eyes. A new world, for the first time I know how to cry, laugh, care and quarrel. However, when I want to tell you all this, the sky is vast and the sea is empty, but where are you?"

"In this case, what is the use of this life of breaking out of the cocoon and emerging from the shell? It is better to bury him in a three-foot thin coffin and a linen garment."

After writing, he threw away the pen, casually buried the scroll under the tree, and left on horseback without looking back.

The early winter wind blew, and there was a rustling sound in the nearby woods, like the sound of countless fallen leaves returning to their roots.

This day is the winter solstice.

Ordinarily, the palace should have all the etiquette to celebrate the winter solstice, but Ning Yi has never enriched the harem. Even the concubines in the palace have been dispersed. There is no empress dowager in the palace, so these etiquette can be omitted. Save it.

There was a blazing fire in the brazier in the warm pavilion of the main hall. Ning Cheng was instructing the servants to add the brazier. When the door curtain was lifted, Ning Yi, who was wearing light fur and thin clothes, came in. He glanced at it and said, "What are you doing with so many braziers? You want to die from the heat. Me?"

Ning Cheng slapped his head and then remembered that His Majesty's old illness has healed and he no longer needs to be so careful not to get cold in winter.

He walked out with the extra brazier in his hands. Ning Yi sat down quietly in front of the couch, staring at the fire without saying a word.

His old illness was cured by her.

The wine in the secret palace that day was originally poisonous, but when she came, she brought the sacred medicine "Bora Xiang" with her. The aroma and the poison of the wine were neutralized, and it was the best insulating medicine in the world. The cold poison brought by the ice jade dissipated, and his intermittent coma and hemoptysis in those few days were actually just a necessary process to clear away years of siltation. When he finally saw her dead, he was startled, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from the deepest part of his body. From then on, he changed Be disease-free and stay healthy for a long time.

When Hua Qiong brought the antidote, he already knew that the so-called antidote was just a tonic. She had never poisoned him. The person who put the poison in the pot of wine was his father. I just didn't expect that my father never went down to the bottom of the secret palace until his death.

That year, Gu Nanyi jumped from the top of the palace city with her in his arms. He fainted immediately. Ning Cheng and his entourage were busy saving him. In the chaos, no one knew what happened. When he When I woke up, no one was there.

He can't accept this result, what does this mean? Did she really want to turn into ashes and bones in front of him and sink into the mud, so that he would not be able to find her even if he dug three feet into the ground?

He supported the sick body and looked at the corpses one by one in the snow. There were not many dead people. Except for those who were swept away by Gu Nanyi's palm, there were also people who saw Gu Nanyi's face was so shocked that he lost his mind and was trampled to death. Yes, he ignored the mess and stench, turned over the corpses one by one, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

Without her.

However, without seeing her live and die with his own eyes, how would he live his life with this long-standing question? If he could live without her in the end of the world, he would be willing to do so, but he was even more afraid that she would die, but he didn't even know where the place of worship was.

In the spring of the next year, he ignored the ministers' obstruction of the southern tour. It was clear that there were many things to do to recover the Dacheng territory and receive the Dacheng army, but he threw all these things to Ning Ji, saying that this was the punishment for Ning Ji's betrayal, and he would go all the way. southward.

To the south, Jianghuai, Longnan, Longbei, Southern Fujian, Nanhai... walking along the way, he and she have left their footprints.

I even climbed Jiyang Mountain myself, and walked down the original road exactly. The hut in front of the cliff reminded me of her face pressed against his knees, and the messy grass under the cliff seemed to be him and her. The traces of sitting and the squirrel holes on the pine trees in the forest seemed to be the same ones from back then. He took out a handful of pine nuts and ate them. They were bitter and no longer as sweet as before.

The sea breeze in Anlanyu was still so ethereal and silent, and the rising and falling of the ship's hull made people slightly intoxicated. He closed his eyes and slowly took out a letter in his arms.

That year in the Wei Mansion, she tried to force him away with a bowl of worm soup so as to hide the letter box, but one letter still fell into his hands.

"Zhiwei, I crossed the sea from Anlan Valley today... I always think of the day at the ancestral hall, the voices of the people were rising and falling like the tide, and then you fell into my arms, as if the sea suddenly tipped over... ”

If the sea water turning upside down at this moment could bring her back, he would be willing to do so.

Slowly taking back the letter, his fingertips moved slightly in his arms and touched another piece of paper.

His fingers paused, and then he slowly pulled them out after a long while. The letter was kept very securely, and the corners were not curled up. He gently rubbed the envelope with his fingers, but did not open it.

He secretly found this letter in the cracks of her study in the Wei Mansion. He treasured it and spent three months reading it bit by bit. However, no matter how reluctant he was to let go of it and read more, he couldn't stand it. Over a long period of time, I couldn't resist chewing and thinking about it again and again. Now, every sentence and every word is already familiar to me.

"Ning Yi... when the time comes, I want to hear with my own ears the sound of the reeds blowing in the wind like the ocean tide, or maybe a bird will shed its feathers on my clothes. Well... would you like to listen to it again together? ?"

Zhiwei, I do.

But that patch of reeds blooms every year, but you never look back with a smile and stand by my side.

In the abandoned temple on the top of the mountain, he slowly sat down in the position where he and she had been dependent on each other. In the dim fog with the remaining lights on the ground, he took out the flute in his arms and slowly played a song "Jiangshan Dream".

The country is like a dream. People are in a dream and have not yet awakened from the nightmare. When will they come out?

After the song was finished that day, Ning Cheng brought the water. He inadvertently lowered his head and saw a speck of white hair sticking out from his temple.

The trace of white was so bright in the darkness. He looked at it in a daze, and suddenly realized that the time had passed.