Chapter 8: Sister Mako(1/2)
In this courtyard, there is an osmanthus tree, and the faint fragrance of flowers floats in the night sky.
A man in a dark blue tights knelt on one knee in the corridor and reported something to it.
His whole body was wrapped tightly, with only two eyes exposed. Judging from his clothes and dress, he should be a spy.
In the corridor, bamboo curtains fell on the room and could not see the situation inside.
Under the dim candlelight, only a long figure shone on the ground.
The spy in blue seemed to be reporting something, and Shadow listened and kept nodding, saying, "Well done,...this way, there will be no worries."
The person in the curtain is not old and should be young.
I saw the shadow wave his hand, and the spy in blue nodded and kowtowed, intending to leave.
Suddenly, I heard the person in the curtain ask, "Is there the whereabouts of the Ruyi Pearl?"
"Sir, not yet." The spy replied.
"You go." Shadow raised her hand.
The spy in blue turned around and flew from the corridor out of the exterior wall and disappeared into the night.
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In this courtyard, there is a ginkgo tree full of autumn yellow leaves, like golden butterflies.
As long as the wind blows, the "butterflies" will dance on the trees.
A man in a straight dress stood in front of the window, with a graceful figure, holding a paper crane with his fingers and a white jade dragon-patterned ring with his right middle finger.
He opened the paper crane and looked at it, then kneaded the paper crane into a ball and threw it into the heating charcoal stove.
Paper cranes turned into ashes in the fire.
"Are you sick? It seems that someone is going to do it first. Don't die first, otherwise you will say I'll force you to death. But it's okay if you die, don't worry about it anymore." The man murmured to himself, his voice was very soft.
I saw him gently turning the white jade ring in his hand, and everything was very natural.
His skin is very white and his fingers are slender, which is very similar to Gao Yue's.
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In this courtyard, there is a cherry tree, and a man is sitting at a low table, meditating.
He is tall, fair-skinned, melancholy and contemplative with worry.
He pondered for a while, took the pen and ink on the table, and started writing quickly.
On his hand and above his middle finger, he was wearing a white jade ring - the white jade dragon pattern.
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Is there any reincarnation in this world?
Is there any reincarnation?
Do you have a soul?
Only those who have experienced death and practitioners know how to answer.
Gao Yue was in a coma with a high fever, and he didn't know that he had been sleeping for so long.
Light……
bright……
The misty piece in front of me...
"Sister Mako, are you?" Gao Yue called.
In a daze, I saw a woman in green clothes sitting in front of me.
"Is it Sister Mako? Is it you?" Gao Yue called out, and then tried hard to reach out.
But Gao Yue could not see the image in front of him clearly. He tried hard to open his eyes and tried hard to see clearly, but found that he was weak all over, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.
The blurry image swayed in front of his eyes, and the green clothes were so bright.
Sister Mako in front of her, with a smile, her smile will always be so friendly.
Gao Yue no longer remembers when Sister Mako started to be with him.
Since becoming sensible, Sister Mako has been growing up with Gao Yue, which has become a kind of dependence.
In a daze, Gao Yue seemed to see the female official "Mako" wearing "Twelve Single Clothes" sitting beside him.
Twelve single clothes style
The formal clothing of Japanese women is commonly known as the twelve single clothes. The female officials and servants who serve in the palace or noble houses wear twelve single clothes on weekdays because they have to receive visitors.
The colors include red, green, Sufang, green, cherry, purple, blue, grape dye, white, etc.
Among them, the seven colors such as red, blue, yellow, and deep purple are "forbidden colors". Unless the emperor allows, female officials cannot wear "forbidden colors" clothes.
But if the prince is born or the emperor is lucky, the female official can make an exception.
Twelve single clothes with skirts, scarves, and a crown and hairpin on their heads are ceremonial outfits.
The concubines and princesses in the inner palace usually only wear underwear, which is a type of home clothes.
The female official only has the opportunity to change into underwear when she goes back to her room to sleep at night, or when she is sick and takes leave to go back to her parents' home.
Whether it is twelve single clothes or underwear, the innermost layer of the lower body is a trouser skirt, not a long skirt.
"Sister Mako, it's you, it's really you!" Gao Yue had experienced the scene in front of him so many times. Sister Mako sat in front of him and was by his side. When he was sick, he gently wiped the sweat on his body, fed him medicine, and took care of everything about him...
He murmured to himself: "Sister Mako, is it you?"
Gao Yue's eyes were blurred, and he seemed to see Sister Mako standing up and leaving.
He was anxious, and used all his strength to grab the hand of the woman in green with both hands, murmured: "Sister Mako, don't leave, don't leave me, don't leave me... I won't let you go again."
"I don't want to lose you, I don't want...I don't want...I don't want..." Gao Yue felt that all his strength seemed to be exhausted. He was moved to lose all his strength, his eyelids drooped and unable to open them.
Gao Yue's eyes were closed, and tears flowed down with his murmuring and overflowed from his eyes.
His hand still grabbed the hand of the woman in green tightly, and repeated it: "Sister Mako, don't leave... don't leave... don't... don't..."
In a coma, Gao Yue's face was filled with tears, and tears soaked a large area of the pillow.
A voice came from Gao Yue's ear, and the woman in green replied: "Oh okay, I won't leave, I won't leave."
"Your Highness, you have a fever and have grown taller again. You must be taller than Mako, and you must be strong." Gao Yue seemed to hear the comfort of his sister Mako in his ears. Gao Yue felt relieved and fell asleep again.
The woman in green looked at Gao Yue and fell into a drowsy sleep again.
I don’t know how many times I have been misty and a brief awakening, Gao Yue fell into a deep sleep again.
Gao Yue was very ill, and the woman in green was very worried.
Since Gao Yue fell ill, she has been waiting for her endlessly.
Regarding Gao Yue's life and death, she was more concerned about how she heard the words about Mako's sister... from the nightmare where Gao Yue muttered to herself... and the other words on the day Gao Yue was demoted.
For the woman in green, Gao Yue must not die easily. If Gao Yue dies, everyone will definitely be implicated, and the truth about the cause of her sister's death will always be a mystery.
'You must not die just like this', the woman in green said in her heart: 'You must not die without my permission.'
The woman in green fell into memories: ‘Whenever my sister comes home, she is so happy!’
"Anzi, sister brings you delicious snacks." My sister always has a smile on her face.
"Oh, my sister is back, I love me the most." When I heard my sister's voice, Abe always cheered and greeted her, taking what she had in her hand.
"Sister, how does His Highness Gao Yue look? Is he good to you?" An Zi likes to ask about her sister's work while eating snacks.
"Your Highness is very beautiful, you will definitely like him."
"He is Your Highness, he must be very fierce. I won't like fierce people."
"Your Highness, he is a very gentle person. Look, these snacks were taken home by him."
"Anzi, Your Highness Gao Yue is like our little brother."
"Can you come and take care of him with your sister in the future?"
"His Royal Highness Gao Yue is very gentle and treats us well. He is so naughty. He likes to hide and make us look for it everywhere."
"Oh, why is Your Highness Gao Yue so naughty?"
"He's still young."
"Oh, An Zi, you are such a little greedy cat. Look at your eating so much that you are covered in your face."
Anzi still remembers that her sister gently wiped the stains on her face with a smile on her face.
That gentle smile and that sweet time will always be engraved in Anzi's heart and cannot be forgotten.
...
Until that morning, the morning when the bad news came...
"Anzi, your sister, she... something happened to her... she died."
To be continued...