After walking a little further, you will reach Zhuangning Palace.
Concubine Liu De deliberately dismissed the other servants. Shortly after the door closed, she suddenly knelt in front of Song Heng with a "thump": "Sister Shuang'er, Sister Shuang'er... She's not okay, very not okay!"
Song Heng felt his breathing stagnate.
"Yesterday, when I heard that Sister Shuang'er had regained her memory and woke up, I hurried to look for her..." Concubine Liu De continued, her voice full of pity: "I didn't know where Sister Shuang'er had gone at the time. I only saw that her eyes were red and her face was covered with tears!"
"Later, I learned that she had gone to see Prince Yu, and that Prince Yu had brought her something..." Concubine Liu De knelt on the ground and spoke word by word, "I then remembered that when my sister came back, she had been tightly holding a bright red pearl in her hands, and she was reluctant to let go..."
Song Heng's heart was tugged fiercely: "And then..."
Concubine Liu De shook her head and suddenly fell to the ground, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I dare you!"
"Your Majesty is well-versed in all things. Have you ever seen..." Concubine Liu De said loudly, "Sister Shuang'er, you should never have been a member of this palace!"
He had clearly known it for a long time, but when he heard Concubine Liu De speak frankly, it was like a scar being suddenly opened, leaving a bloody mess.
He knew, he had known it for a long time.
But he is also preparing and striving for it!
"Is this what Concubine Liu De wants to tell me?" Song Heng tried his best to maintain his composure.
Concubine Liu De hesitated for a moment, as if making a desperate move: "I still have something to say..."
"Sister Shuang'er has remembered everything now..." Concubine Liu De continued, "Yesterday, Sister Shuang'er..."
Concubine Liu De paused deliberately, but they both knew that the omitted word was "Duan Xiao".
"She was in so much pain that I couldn't sleep yesterday," Concubine Liu De murmured softly, "Sister Shuang'er used to be smart and lively, delicate and playful. I really couldn't bear to see her. Now that she finally woke up, she seems to have lost her soul every day..."
Lost my soul...
"De Fei!" Song Heng scolded in a deep voice, a vein on his forehead throbbing: "You have overstepped the bounds."
Concubine De seemed to be oblivious to life and death. Finally, she closed her eyes and said, "Your Majesty... please, please let Sister Shuang'er go."
Song Heng's body stiffened.
Let go.
Yes, isn't he just like a selfish devil who has confined himself to his own territory...
"I have something to present to Your Majesty," Concubine Liu De's voice was surprisingly calm at this moment. "Please review it and think twice before acting."
Song Heng stared at the blue booklet handed to him by Concubine Liu De.
What is it?
He was curious.
He was afraid again.
He finally opened it, and it was just an ordinary atlas...
Then he flipped the page again and it easily fell to one side. Apparently, the person who flipped the page before had flipped to this side frequently.
It was a large map of the capital city, with a line on it running from the palace gate to the Dongchun Gate.
How perceptive Song Heng is.
"This is from when Sister Shuang'er lost her memory," Concubine Liu De explained, "I borrowed it from Sister Shuang'er. She probably forgot about it then..."
I probably forgot it at that time, but it means...
You should remember it now.
Song Heng tried his best to remain calm and continue flipping through the pages. There was nothing else to it. What could a single line on the map mean? He could have drawn thousands!
Until the last page, familiar handwriting came into view:
It was all a dream, a mere spectacle. The twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month.
He once held Shuang'er's hand and taught her how to write the word "dream" beautifully, stroke by stroke.
The 20th day of the twelfth lunar month.
He remembers it very clearly.
One day after the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, he kissed her under the night and moonlight.
She didn't refuse.
He was very happy at that time.
So, from then on, it was just a casual affair?
Song Heng's fingertips trembled slightly. Concubine Liu De moved forward on her knees, extremely sad: "Your Majesty, please, please let Sister Shuang'er go!"
This was the first time Song Heng used such great strength on a woman. He swung her slender wrist away, and Concubine Liu De fell to the wooden floor.
Song Heng was startled, and finally stepped out, clutching the atlas tightly.
He looked resolute, but he almost fell down when he went down the stairs.
*
Eunuch Ahfu watched His Majesty emerge from Zhuangning Palace with an extremely gloomy expression. He thought about it and tentatively said, "Your Majesty, let's go to Chenxiang Pavilion and see..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard Song Heng's hoarse, low, but unquestionable voice: "Return to Chengqing Palace."
Eunuch Afu looked worriedly at Song Heng, who was almost collapsed in the sedan chair, and finally said nothing.
As soon as he entered Chengqing Palace, Song Heng walked step by step to the table, put his hands on the table, lowered his head and said nothing.
But suddenly there was a loud "crash", and all the memorials and documents on the table were overturned to the ground, and the wolf-hair cigarette holders were all smashed to the ground.
Eunuch Ah Fu's pupils shrank. Just as he was about to step forward, he heard Song Heng's angry roar: "Get out! All of you get out! Get out!"
Eunuch Afu quickly winked at the guards and maids, and the hall was cleared in an instant.
The veins on Song Heng's forehead jumped, and he suddenly raised his arms, and the entire desk was overturned to the ground with a "bang".
Even Chengqing Palace seemed to be shaken.
Ah Fu had never seen Song Heng like this. No matter how much hardship and training Song Heng had gone through, he was always used to enduring and forbearing.
"Afu," Song Heng panted softly, "Go get some wine."
Ah Fu was stunned for a moment, "Go!" Song Heng frowned impatiently.
Ah Fu thought that there had been too many unexpected events recently and His Majesty had not had a good rest, which had led him to the brink of collapse.
Maybe it would be a good thing to drink some wine and have a good sleep.
It was not until he saw Song Heng drinking cup after cup like drinking water and then directly holding a jar of wine to his mouth that he realized that things were far more complicated than he thought.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Ah Fu tried to grab the round wine jar in his hand.
Song Heng's face was flushed and his eyes were blurry, but his hands holding the wine jar were extremely strong.
When the two were in a stalemate, Song Heng suddenly let go of his hand. Ah Fu stumbled and fell to the side. Song Heng was slapping his head with his hands: "Ah Fu, Ah Fu..."
"His Majesty."
"Afu, I don't think she remembered everything. She just forgot. She forgot!"
Ah Fu's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized something.
"She just forgot," Song Heng buried his head in the stool, his voice even tinged with tears: "She forgot, she forgot that she loves me..."
"Your Majesty." Ah Fu put down the wine jar and wanted to help Song Heng to rest on the bed.
The person in front of him seemed to be in tears, which Ah Fu had never seen before.
It was as if all the years of swallowing and forbearance burst out at this moment.
"I thought..." Song Heng laughed self-deprecatingly, "I thought I was weaving a beautiful dream for her..."
"In the end, haha, in the end," Song Heng seemed to be amused by himself: "It turns out that she has been giving me a big dream all along!"
It's all a big dream, it's all in vain.
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