The atmosphere was inevitably awkward. They were supposed to meet in a clean and tidy palace, pour each other a cup of tea, walk in the bright corridor, and enjoy the hibiscus flowers that had just bloomed after the rain. But now it was dusty everywhere, and the two engaged boys and girls sat on the ground, looking at each other, unable to speak.

Xia Xiao looked at Si Yunying, wondering why she didn't blame him. Si Yunying had never reached out of the palace, and had never helped Xia Xiao, but the two years of waiting had been a great support. If Xia Xiao had known this earlier, he would have been tempted.

Holding the book, Si Yunying shook her head like a slender willow branch.

"The book says that those who are content are willing to wait for the vicissitudes of life. I can't wait that long, but it's good to see you come back."

Xia Xiaoyu choked up. He was most afraid of someone doing this to him, but he couldn't repay them. From the moment he engraved the wild pattern, he was destined to let down some people.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you to do anything. Our names were written on the same engagement paper, that's enough."

At the beginning, when she knew that she would be betrothed to Xia Xiao, Si Yunying did not ask the people around her what Xia Xiao looked like, but was secretly delighted. At least in her lifetime, someone was willing to want her and would not despise her because of her illness. Now that her health is getting weaker, she will not force Xia Xiao to execute the marriage certificate. She just needs to remember it and Xia Xiao is happy.

Xia Xiao looked at her soft eyes and could not imagine how lonely she was. For many years, she was alone, writing her sorrows and joys in poems and immersing herself in the sea of ​​books. She numbed herself and read all the poems in the library in fifteen years, turning them into the most gentle poems in the world.

"What is this disease?"

Si Yunying shook her head.

“It’s impossible to diagnose.”

"I'll take you to find Shu Shuang. Her medical skills have been recognized by the Pope."

Pursing her dry lips, Si Yunying still shook her head.

"No need to go, really."

Si Yunying didn't want to see Shu Shuang, not because she took Xia Xiao away, but because she wished her happiness. I heard that all the members of the Zou Shou Church have a compassionate heart, so Shu Shuang would definitely feel pity when she saw her. But Si Yunying didn't want to, she just knew it herself.

Standing up, Si Yunying could only read this much today, and would have to wait until tomorrow to read the rest.

Seeing her bending down, Xia Xiao helped her put the books on the ground back on the bookshelf, but Si Yunying was reluctant to let go of the book in her hand.

"I can leave first..."

“You can never finish reading books.”

As she said this, Si Yunying was very reluctant to part with it, but she still put the "Talking about Chou Mu" in her hand back to its original place. This ancient collection of poems had not been opened for a long time. Today, it was read all morning, and it was put back to its original place, and no one would ask about it anymore.

"Let's go."

Si Yunying walked in front, her black hair mixed with snowflakes that shouldn't be there. Her steps were light, like a falling hibiscus flower, twirling in the air, but when the flower falls to the ground, it also means death.

"Let's go first."

Si Yunying looked back at Xia Xiao, then walked down the stairs without any hesitation.

Xia Xiao watched her leave, feeling a little uncomfortable. She was so considerate, it would be better for her to have a good body, so that even if she had a big fight with him, Xia Xiao would not take it to heart.

"Third Master, I found it for you."

The old guardian saw Xia Xiao standing at the stairs and couldn't help but feel curious.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Xiao looked away with a bad expression on his face, but he shook his head to indicate that it was nothing and took the extremely thick ancient book.

"So many?"

"Of course not."

The old man flipped through the pages, searching for the words of the one who came from afar. Xia Xiao stood aside, also watching these numerous prophecies. Many were ignored by him, but some were noticed by him.

The War of the Gods, the Sea of ​​Hell, these names were not so magnificent in Xia Xiao's eyes, they were just easy to read. But this language is really...

After half an hour, Xia Xiao almost gave up. If he couldn't find the answer here, he could go to Ningshen Academy. But the old man had been guarding the library for so many years, and his concentration was extraordinary. After another half an hour, the old man said in surprise:

“Found it!”

Xia Xiao didn't expect that there really was one, but the words on the last few pages of the whole book were only two short lines, so sloppy that they ended before they even started. Which of the previous prophecies was not a long story? I wanted to write about the prophet's mother, but when it came to the person who came from afar, there were only the following two sentences.

After the Master of the Spiritual Contract created the Spiritual Contract, he predicted:

There were strange phenomena in heaven and earth, thunder dragons roared, and aliens from afar arrived.

After that, there were no extra words, not even extra punctuation marks. Xia Xiao flipped through a few more pages, feeling helpless. When other people read books, they always left a piece missing, leaving a suspense, but I only had this one sentence. What can I understand?

If I hadn't seen Si Yunying today, it would have been a waste of my trip.

"Old senior, Xia Xiao is leaving now!"

Xia Xiao bowed and walked down the stairs. The Master of the Spiritual Contract... is he the senior who created the Spiritual Contract? It is indeed remarkable that he could create a great Spiritual Contract, but what is the meaning of his prediction of this?

He could not figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. Xia Xiao walked out of the library, which was still empty, and Si Yunying had also walked away.

Perhaps because of the regret in his heart, Xia Xiao looked around and saw no one, so he prepared to leave. After walking down the stairs, Xia Xiao hesitated for a long time, wondering if he should go find Si Yunying. Her thin figure as she walked down the stairs and her inadvertent coughing made Xia Xiao feel a little pain in his heart. But what should he say after meeting her?

Finally, with a sigh, Xia Xiao walked out of the palace and decided to go back.

In the distance, behind a red pillar, Si Yunying covered her mouth and nose, holding her breath. What ordinary people can do is extremely difficult for her to do, and she gasped for air. The maid beside her saw it, exclaimed, and hurried to help her.

"Your Highness!"

"Go call the doctor."

There were tears in Si Yunying's eyes, which flowed down her cheeks and fell to the ground.

Under the gauze bed curtains, Si Yunying's pale little hand rested on a small stool beside the bed. The elderly imperial physician took her pulse for a long time. When he stood up, his face looked grim and his voice trembled.

"Your Majesty, the princess's condition has worsened. I'm afraid she won't have much time left."

"What time?"

"The hibiscus tree is falling at the door."

Si Yi looked painful and waved his hand, and the imperial physician left.

Standing by the bed, she put her bloodless little hand into the quilt. Si Yi couldn't bear to look at her pale face anymore, and walked out of the room angrily.

"Who asked the princess to go to the library?"

With a roar, the eunuchs and maids all knelt down and lowered their heads. Hearing the repeated calls of "Your Majesty, please calm down!", Si Yi, whose face flushed red, became furious.

"From now on, the princess cannot be allowed to leave the room. Anyone who disobeys my order will be executed!"

After that, Si Yi and Eunuch Mu left in a hurry. Si Yunying was already weak and couldn't stand the cool breeze. It had just rained yesterday, and she still climbed the ladder to enter the library? She was really asking for her life. Fortunately, the hibiscus blooms in midsummer, and now they are all early flowers. In other words, there are only a few months left.

Si Yunying could hear the sounds around her in her dream. She didn't want to make her brother angry, as he was already tired from dealing with state affairs every day.

Si Yi's mood would be affected by this trip, so she would deal with fewer things and stay up late at night. Eunuch Mu said that the emperor's brother would go to bed only after midnight, and would change clothes and get up when the morning hour came. She felt sorry for her emperor's brother, but it was a pity that she could not be by his side to take care of him.

Si Yunying rarely climbed the ladder to enter the library, except when she was a child. Even though she was sick, she still had a lot of energy. But she hadn't been there for many years, but today she wanted to go there especially, just like the hibiscus flowers at the door, which were not in bloom at the time, but still had a few sparse flowers blooming.

As her mind gradually became blurred, Si Yunying recalled her childhood. At that time, her father and mother were still alive. In the midsummer, they sat beside the blooming hibiscus flowers and played in the water.

There weren't many such opportunities, only once, but they had existed in Si Yunying's mind for more than ten years. And four years ago, when a marriage certificate was delivered to her, this gentle princess who had just begun to fall in love held it in her arms and was happy for a long time.

Afterwards, he told his brother that he was very happy today, had a good appetite, and drank two bowls of porridge.

The past suddenly came to her mind, and then suddenly stopped, turning into countless poems she had read.

Peach and plum blossoms are so charming in the wind, and willows are even more gentle. Call for music and singing. Don't worry about your idle worries.

If I could see tenderness in the world, I would be thin because of this, and I would be ashamed for my lover.

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