In Luanfeng Palace, Wei Yifang finally no longer had to be forced to drink medicine. She looked blankly at the man who entered the door, with white clothes and snow-skinned skin, and a beautiful appearance. It was not until the man approached her that she realized, "Who are you? Why?
Can you come in here?"
Yun Ziyou frowned and looked at her with pity. The once-unparalleled woman was now reduced to a haggard form after being tortured in the palace at such a young age. He said coldly, "Yifang, don't you even recognize me?"
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Wei Yifang's eyes were empty, and he looked at Yun Ziyou for a while, then tentatively said, "Ziyou, you are Ziyou."
Yun Ziyou nodded, "It's me."
"Ziyou, can you take me away? I don't want to drink medicine anymore, I don't want to stay alone in the cold palace, and I don't want to be the queen anymore..." Wei Yifang stood up and staggered towards Yun Ziyou.
The whole person is skinny and skinny, and looks like a ghost under this gloomy palace.
Yun Ziyou did not avoid her, and allowed her to grab his clothes, "You are leaving here soon. You won't need to drink medicine anymore, and you won't be a queen!"
Wei Yifang grabbed the hem of Yun Ziyou's clothes. She looked as old as a forty-year-old woman. Her cloudy eyes looked at him stupidly. After a while, she whispered, "Why, Ning Lan finally remembered
Me? He finally doesn’t hate me anymore?”
Yun Ziyou shook his head, "Xiao Ninglan is dead, the new emperor will ascend the throne in a few days, and all the concubines will be sent to Huangjue Temple to be tonsured and practice!"
Wei Yifang was still dumbfounded. She thought about this sentence for a long time before chewing it. She shook her head blankly, "Ning Lan will not die. He is just tired of the life in the palace, so he wants to abandon us. He wants to abandon the whole world."
The world!"
Yun Ziyou remained silent. I am afraid that the person who knows Xiao Ninglan best in the world is Wei Yifang. It is a pity that a woman as beautiful as a flower fell in love with someone she shouldn't love.
He slowly turned around and walked out in the moonlight. Crows were hovering low over the palace. The wind blew up the white snow like sand. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the desolate palace in the wind and snow.
By the river, Yan Xiaoyu smiled crisply. She picked up water with one hand and poured it on the man's clothes. The man did not dodge and let the water droplets pour on him. He squatted by the river, his fingers still dripping with water.
Wearing a veil, he looked deeply at the woman.
Seeing that the man didn't dodge, Yan Xiaoyu had more fun. She held the urn with one hand and kept stirring the water with the other. After a while, the man's clothes were all wet. He didn't move, still squatting on the spot and watching.
Wearing Yan Xiaoyu.
Yan Xiaoyu puffed up her mouth, tilted her head and walked to the man's side, "Why don't you hide?"
The man shook his head and said in a low and sweet voice, "Because, I hope you are happy!"
"Why?" Yan Xiaoyu smiled widely, squatting next to the man and looking at him.
The man stroked Yan Xiaoyu's hair, "Tell me, are you happy now?"
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, her big eyes moving darkly, she pointed at the man's arms, "If you hug me like that, I will be happier!"
The man smiled bitterly behind the veil. He reached out and picked up Yan Xiaoyu. She was in his arms, smiling like a flower, looking at his eyes behind the veil, sweet and beautiful.
"Yu'er, starting tomorrow, let's not play anymore. I'll teach you reading, writing, and common sense in life. From now on, you won't be bullied by anyone, okay?" The man's deep voice sounded like it had been a few minutes apart.
As far away as a century, it came to Yan Xiaoyu's ears lightly.
Yan Xiaoyu puffed up her mouth and shook her head, "I don't want it, I don't want to be alone, I will be beaten and scolded, and I am still very hungry..."
The man swallowed the bitterness in his heart, and held her hand tighter and tighter, "I will leave you a lot of money, and no one will beat or scold you again. It's just that you have to get better and return to normal."
Yan Xiaoyu didn't understand what he meant, she just yawned, curled up in his arms holding the urn, and fell into a deep sleep.
The breeze blew, and the man's veil was rolled up at one corner. His eyes were filled with mist. He swallowed for a long time before the mist was forced back.
In the inn, Yan Xiaoyu woke up. She smiled and looked at the man beside her who was watching her. She patted her flat belly and said, "Hungry..."
It was a very simple word, but the man did not hand her something to eat as usual. He stroked her and stood up, "Yu'er, I will give you money, and you go buy something to eat by yourself."
Yan Xiaoyu shook his head, still holding the worn urn in his arms. The man lowered his head and said, "Yu'er, you can't rely on me so much. You have to learn the basics of life. At the very least, you have to know how to use money."
Yan Xiaoyu puffed her lips in confusion, and gently pulled up the man's sleeve with one hand. She kept swaying, "Hungry..."
"Be good, go buy food by yourself, I will watch you from behind!" The man took out some broken silver coins from his arms, put them in Yan Xiaoyu's hands, and then leaned down to help her put on her shoes.
Yan Xiaoyu looked back at the man three times as she walked. She walked forward timidly, always stopping to look at the man behind her every step she took, until she reached the nearest store selling candied haws.
The man nodded encouragingly, Yan Xiaoyu bit her lip, held the urn and secretly glanced at the boss, then handed over the money, "Yes, I want to buy it."
The boss took the money and saw that Yan Xiaoyu was well-dressed and holding a dingy jar, "How much do you want to buy?"
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head in panic, looked back at the man, and saw that he was gone. She cried out in fear, "Wow".
The boss was so frightened that he quickly returned the money to her, took the candied haws on his shoulder and ran away. Yan Xiaoyu threw away the money and walked back crying. It was not until she saw the man at the corner that she choked and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
The man sighed helplessly. Over the past few days, the doctor had seen a lot of things but was at a loss to do anything.
Pulling Yan Xiaoyu back to the inn, Yan Xiaoyu sobbed and did not dare to complain about being hungry anymore. She just looked at the man with tearful eyes, feeling aggrieved like an abandoned child.
The man wanted to pull her hand away, but Yan Xiaoyu refused to let go no matter what. He sighed softly, "Yu'er, let go, I'll help you prepare something to eat."
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head and looked at him with her mouth bulging. The man had no choice but to let her lead him out and ask the waiter to prepare food.
Yan Xiaoyu's belly was full of food, and she looked curiously at the man who hadn't eaten yet. She picked up a taro roll, held the jar in one hand, and tried to feed the man tremblingly.
The man smiled bitterly, lowered his head, and ate the whole thing with her hand. Yan Xiaoyu looked at the oil stains on her fingers, licked them, and smiled as happily as a child.
The man looked at her with a smile. Under the light, his features were picturesque. Yan Xiaoyu held the urn and sang. When the man went out, he bent over and vomited. All the food he had eaten was vomited out with blood stains on it.
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