The person in front of him hung his head and frowned with regret. It seemed that he was very sorry for forgetting the past.
He was depressed for a long time. Listlessly, he lowered his eyes and explained, "when I was ten years old, I had a high fever. After that, I can't remember many things before. " After a pause, he said, "I didn't mean to forget..."
An Changqing is really sad and feels guilty. However, he forgot such a long and precious past. Only Xiao Zhige remembered it and even kept his promise. As long as he thought about it, he felt as if he had left the nine-year-old Xiao Zhige alone in the past.
In this life, they said, but in the last life?
He never seriously thought about why Xiao Zhige was so persistent to him when he had never met him. He married him back to the palace, and then regardless of the opposition of the court, he set him as the queen, and gave him the honor of one person and ten thousand people.
Many years after their separation, Xiao Zhige fulfilled his childhood promise. But an Changqing has long forgotten the past and evaded his hand.
So one was silent, the other was afraid to escape. Just miss it, and it ends badly.
An Changqing only felt the pain in his heart, which gradually enveloped his whole heart like a cobweb. He could only relieve the unspeakable pain by pinching the palm of his hand.
Just when he indulged in his last life and was hard to breathe, a pair of warm hands gently fell on the top of his hair, and then rubbed it.
"Never mind, I remember. If you want to know, I'll tell you Xiao Zhige said so lightly.
In fact, there are not many stories to tell. The autumn hunting is only 15 days, and the two people spend about 10 days with each other. There is no fancy way for the two children who are not in favor. They just hide in Xiao Zhige's remote bedroom, share a piece of cake, or tell each other strange stories from their mother.
Pan good can be Chen, but like a gentle stream, trickling through, stable and quiet.
This was probably the most peaceful 15 days Xiao Zhige had lived without the shackles of the deep palace. After his mother's death, he struggled alone in the deep palace. After his intrigue and ups and downs, he increasingly missed such a simple and peaceful feeling.
Chang Zaichang used to disdain his hesitation.
"Is there a time when Tangtang, the king of Northern War, was so timid? If you really like him and ask him to come over, can an Zhike refuse? Anyway, he's just a bastard who is not in favor. "
Chang's words are too simple, but Xiao Zhige's mind is too heavy.
After many years of separation, he is a notorious king of the northern warlords, whose hands are stained with blood. There are countless rumors about him. Any one of them can stop the children's night crying. And an Changqing has grown up and is still not in favor, but she is still simple and pure as a child.
He often missed the old days, but also clearly knew that the years had changed, each had his own experience, even the most intimate playmates had their own way. What's more, they didn't get along for half a month, and an Changqing had long forgotten this time.
He didn't want to destroy the only peaceful segment in his memory. So I've always been far away to ask for his information, and I'll help if I can. If it wasn't for the fact that he was getting older and the palace began to try to interfere in his marriage, he would not have been obsessed for a moment and asked the Empress Dowager to marry him.
Before the wedding, Xiao Zhige once regretted that he stirred an Changqing in on impulse. However, now he looks at the people in front of him, but he is only very happy.
Fortunately Fortunately, he never changed.
"Do you remember all this time?" An Changqing finally looked up at him.
Why don't you remember?
He has few precious memories. When he swindles each other and licks his blood, he takes them out again and again to taste and spend those dark years.
"I have a good memory." Xiao Zhige coagulates him and says in a warm voice.
……
So on this day, an Changqing sat in the courtyard of the general's house, basking in the warm sunshine, listening to Xiao Zhige's memories of his childhood bit by bit.
Although an Changqing has forgotten everything, every word of Xiao Zhige makes him feel familiar. When Xiao Zhige says that he was hurt in a fight for him, little an Changqing squats in front of him, his eyes are red and his face is bulging, trying to blow his wound.
He suddenly received a sentence: "here, blow, pain flies."
Xiao Zhige suddenly turned to see him, and an Changqing's eyes were full of tiny light: "my mother used to coax me like this when I was a child."
So this sentence was learned by young an Changqing to coax the injured Xiao Zhige.
Xiao Zhige looked soft. His fingers went through his fingers, clenched and said, "you see, you actually remember."
An Changqing tilted his head slightly and laughed at him: "if you tell me more about it, maybe I will remember it all."
Xiao Zhige led him into the room and answered calmly.
***
the next morning, an Changqing and Xiao Zhige set out for Liangzhou,An Changqing was still a little confused when he was called up. He thought that Xiao Zhige would go this time. After all, it was related to the major affairs of the two countries, and it seemed that it was not decent to take his family with him. Therefore, although he was reluctant to give up, he didn't say anything.
Until Xiao Zhige changed his clothes and saw that he didn't move, he asked him why he didn't change his clothes.
An Changqing knew that he was going to take himself with him.
When Xiao Zhige saw that he was still in a daze, he suddenly understood and frowned with some chagrin: "I forgot to talk to you yesterday. There is no danger in going this time. Don't you like Yeyu? I'll take you to pick out some good materials. "
An Changqing responded and changed her clothes with a smile. Go out with him.
When I was going out, I was in trouble again. Xi dung is still eyeing the border. This trip is bound to rush to Liangzhou, but an Changqing can't ride a horse. At this time, he was also embarrassed to take a carriage and delay his journey.
He just wanted to say that he would not go, but Xiao Zhige asked someone to lead a dark horse of Shenjun out. The black horse was strong and lustrous, with only white eyebrows and hooves. When he was pulled out, he raised his head impatiently and stepped on his feet.
Xiao Zhige took the reins and touched the horse's mane. The impatient black horse was obviously calm. "This is stepping on snow," he introduced to an Changqing
Then he patted the fart that he was afraid of stepping on snow. He swung his tail and ran to an Changqing with his horse's hooves. He rubbed his head against him. An Changqing looks at Xiao Zhige in surprise.
Xiao Zhige encouraged: "he likes you very much."
An Changqing then tentatively stretched out her hand and touched TA Xue's nose. Step snow in his palm back rub, big black eyes watery. Xiao Zhige, as the chief General of a city, has many horses. An Changqing only knew that there were several war horses in the general's house, but he had never seen them.
Seeing that he knew TA Xue, Xiao Zhige got on his horse and stretched out his hand to him: "it will be hard to go to Liangzhou."
An Changqing took his hand, got on the horse and sat firmly in front of him: "I can stand it."
Xiao Zhige said with a smile, "let's go and sit down."
Finish saying a clip horse belly, tread snow long hiss a, horseshoe such as fly, carrying two people out of the house.
Tanxue is a wild horse caught by Xiao Zhige in the northern desert. It used to be the king of the horses. Later, Xiao Zhige took a good look at it and tamed it and brought it back. After that, along with Xiao Zhige's life and death, he had a very strong temper to other people except Xiao Zhige.
Chang Zaichang was very jealous at one time, but he didn't even let TA Xue touch it.
At the moment, he was envious and envious as he watched TA Xue carrying them away obediently. He always felt that he should not come to Xiao Zhige this time.
Seeing that other people were still in a daze, he raised his whip and said, "Why are you in a daze? Chase
***
it takes a day and a night for Yanzhou to arrive in Liangzhou. There are occasional scattered villages along the way, but more desert and sand dunes. Fortunately, spring has already started, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, a little bit of green came out of the head, leading others to have some vitality.
In the evening, they found a leeward place to sleep.
For the first time, an Changqing was still in high spirits, though her bones were almost broken. Help to look around for dead grass and wood branches to make a fire. Stepping on snow is wild. I don't know where to look for grass at this time.
The others scattered out hunting. At this time, only Xiao Zhige and Chang Zaichang were there.
Xiao Zhige looked at the happy people not far away, and his mouth began to smile unconsciously. Chang sat opposite him in Chang's arms and rubbed them hard, lowering his voice: "I said if you can stop laughing, I'm scared."
Xiao Zhige twisted his eyebrows and looked at him. He turned around without any expression and continued to look at an Changqing.
Chang Zaichang was unconvinced and said, "I think you've lost your mind. You've been eaten to death by a child."
Although he knew before that Xiao Zhige had taken a fancy to a man, he didn't know that Xiao Zhige would like to marry a man to be his concubine. And now, I really like it. I have to carry it when I go out.
"You're not too young." Xiao Zhige turned his head and said to him coldly, "it's time to get married."
Chang Zaichang
"So that you don't have to worry about other people's business." Xiao Zhige mercilessly mocks him, and then gets up and walks towards an Changqing.
Chang Zaichang
An Changqing picked up a bunch of branches and was about to go back, but he was picked up by Xiao Zhige. Xiao Zhige piled the branches aside and said to him, "do you want to walk around?"
"Now?" An Changqing looked at the dark sky suspiciously. In the sky, the moon and stars are still bright.
"Well." Xiao Zhige's mouth turned slightly up and whistled. He saw the snow in the distance, and his feet were like the wind.
They got on their horses and ran away.
Chang Zaichang looked at it in amazement and pain: "color makes wisdom faint, color makes wisdom faint!"