Chapter 52 Awakening
Wu Chun in the dream was actually a person Xie Sui had not seen since two years ago.
She always tried to please him carefully, and almost did everything she could to make him happy.
But he always ignored her.
She came to Xuanyang Palace in the cold winter night with the hot soup she made herself. The light of the lanterns under the eaves was reflected in her eyes, and she was as clear as glass. She personally brought it to him.
He just said lightly: "Put it down." He
still held the book in his hand and didn't even look at her.
When Xie Sui saw this, his head ached slightly, as if something was pulling away his consciousness like a thread, and he gradually merged with the person in the dream.
He had done everything himself. He was not a bystander, but the real person in his dream.
His feelings for her in this life seemed to be frozen. He completely empathized with the person in his dream. He looked at her expression that suddenly became lost and gloomy, but he didn't feel much heartache. This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you.
Oh, it turned out that he didn't love her in his previous life.
She was too well-behaved, always abided by the rules, afraid of making mistakes, and restrained her sharpness, like a gray stone.
How could he, a person who walked in the bloody storm all year round, have so much heartbeat for a vase?
Xie Sui didn't think he liked Wuchun.
He took her kindness for granted.
Looking at the lonely and deserted hall, he occasionally hopes that it would be better if there is one more person around him, so that it will be more lively.
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. So he went to Fengchun Hall at night.
No matter whether she rested or not, no matter whether he disturbed her or not, she would always greet him with a smile, with a bit of shyness, and comfort his cold heart with her soft body.
When they embraced each other in sweat, he would smell the light fragrance on her body. This fragrance was different from the incense he used on weekdays. It was natural and comfortable to smell, so he would think of the happy years when his parents were still alive in his childhood.
No, he should not indulge in this illusory warmth. Before the matter is accomplished, he should not allow himself to be weak. He should always keep a clear mind and rationality.
Women, too much of a mistake.
He told himself this, and then resolutely pulled away from her.
"Your Highness..." She blinked her eyelashes, which were like broken jade beads.
Xie Sui thought that if she wanted to keep him, he would definitely not agree.
But she didn't. She was very good at observing his expression and always responded cautiously, "Your Highness, take care."
Xie Sui said nothing, turned around, tied up the cloak that was hanging up, pushed open the door, and the bone-chilling cold wind and snow outside blew towards him in an instant. He walked out expressionlessly, and two palace maids closed the door for him.
She was particularly afraid of the cold. The palace was always warm, and he would break out in a thin layer of hot sweat just by staying inside for a while.
This door separates the two worlds of warmth and coldness.
Wuchun was a princess from southern Xinjiang after all, so he didn't treat her badly, so he would occasionally be tender to her.
For example, on her birthday, he promised to sneak her out of the palace to play.
The imperial capital that night was the most prosperous and gorgeous that Xie Sui had ever seen. Countless fireworks rose and bloomed in the night, reflecting the white magnolias by the lake. All the colors were reflected in her eyes, like a rainbow falling on the earth, blurring out a lively and pretty color.
After that, he spent less time in Yuning Palace, and became more and more cold to her.
But she never complained.
Once, when he came back, he was seriously injured. He didn't intend to let her know, but she came to Xuanyang Palace to see him again and again. When she learned that he was injured, she was so distressed that tears suddenly appeared in her eyes.
"Your Highness, I will bring back some medical skills that can make your injury heal faster and less painful." She tried to hold back tears.
He was not opposed to this, "Then let's try it."
After a few days, he found out that she used the secret technique of Southern Xinjiang, which required her own blood as a medicine.
She was such a girl who was afraid of pain. If he pinched her too hard at night, she would be purple and red the next day. She would hiss subconsciously if she was touched.
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But she cut her wrist to bleed.
Xie Sui's heart, sealed in an iceberg, beat violently for her.
He had to suppress it. He couldn't have these useless emotions. It was too bad.
They must be the closest strangers in the world.
Xie Sui never showed too much emotion. In the following long period of time, he went back to Yuning Palace less and less, so she sneaked out to find him in Dali Temple. She
was wearing a maid's coarse cloth clothes, holding a box in her hands like a treasure, standing outside his house, quietly looking in from the window.
Xie Sui was handling official business. When he was doing serious work, he didn't like others to disturb him.
Although her footsteps were very light, he was very sensitive and noticed her when she entered the yard. He deliberately did not raise his eyes.
The little person knocked on the half-open window: "Your Highness, Your Highness."
Xie Sui's eyelids did not move, "Come in."
When Wu Chun put something in his hand, he said, "What are you doing here?"
Although there was no disdain or impatience in his words, there was no joy or concern either - she could not affect his mood.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. I miss you so much. I came to see you, Your Highness."
Xie Sui put down the brush in his hand and gently held her hand. "It's early autumn in the imperial capital. It's easy to catch a cold. Your hands are so cold. You should stay in Fengchun Palace in the future and don't come to see me."
He saw her lower her eyes and looked at their clasped hands. He knew that what she expected more in her heart was not that he persuaded her to go back, but that he could smile at her and accompany her for a while longer.
But he didn't do as she wished, but just said gently: "I accept your things, go back quickly."
Wu Chun bowed, "I'll take my leave."
In the fifth year of their marriage, when he was planning to overthrow the entire imperial city, he considered many things, and then how to protect her.
Send a group of soldiers to enter from the West Palace Gate, and they will probably reach Yuning Palace in a moment, and she will be fine.
But unexpectedly, the soldiers were intercepted by Shen Gong's men!
On the day of the palace coup in his dream, he no longer resonated with his previous self, and he saw her.
She was in Fengchun Palace, looking at the endless horizon in the distance, her face was pale, but her eyes were full of expectation. When she stood under the fiery red palace wall, what was she thinking?
Was she afraid of the blood as bright red as the palace wall, or was she thinking about when he would come to save her?
Xie Sui didn't know, and couldn't bear to watch any longer.
She ran out in despair, but Shen Gong caught her and hung her on the city wall, holding her hostage. He was poisoned by Chen Shan, and was obsessed with revenge and killing Chen Shan, so he called back all the troops and had no time to care about her.
Under such circumstances, his men would not tell him about Shen Gong's threat, and even if they did, he would not necessarily disperse his troops to save her in his crazy state of being determined to destroy the Chen family and seize the throne.
He could not imagine how desperate she must have been when she was hanging on the Zhaotian Tower.
Her tears of blood dripped slowly, from the last life, all the way into his heart in this life, burning a scalding hole and causing him to shiver with pain all over his body.
In his dream, he completed his great cause, ascended to the throne, and lost her forever.
What happened next?
In this life, he stood in the Buddhist temple, surrounded by the world of mortals. The gods and Buddhas showed mercy and walked through the long and difficult dark years after her death in the previous life again. It was cold and frosty at dusk, and birds flew outside the temple. After three chirps, he slowly opened his clear eyes.
The Buddha statue was looking at him kindly.
His lungs seemed to be pressed down by a heavy mountain. After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, he bowed to the Buddha statue and said, "I didn't know my own abilities in the past and was disrespectful to the gods and Buddhas. But now I am blessed by the gods and Buddhas . I can't repay
this kindness, so I can only bow to you." The abbot stood there for an unknown period of time, then said with a smile, "Although I don't know what you saw during the time it took to burn an incense stick, I believe you have resolved your knot. Congratulations." Xie
Sui said, "Thank you."
...
Even though Wu Chun was locked up, she was still thinking about how to escape. This chain is made of iron, and it will rust one day, and then...
Just as she was thinking this, Xie Sui came back and the servants all left.
Wu Chun turned his face away coldly.
He must have come here for no good reason.
A shadow fell.
The light wood fragrance mixed with the smoky smell of temple incense approached.
Wu Chun frowned.
"I owed you too much in my previous life, but I still can't let you go in this life." Xie Sui gently lifted her face and turned her around.
How did he remember the things in his previous life? Did Cheng Jingyi tell him?
Wu Chun didn't think Xie Sui would believe Cheng Jingyi's words, so he remembered it himself.
But even if he knew, what could he do?
She still didn't say anything.
"Ah Chun, tell me, how can I compensate you? Besides letting me let you go." Xie Sui said earnestly.
Wu Chun said, "It's useless for you to tell me all this. Even if you compensate me, I don't love you. Our entanglement is just a waste of each other's time and is meaningless. I won't love you, and you won't let me go. This life is still the same as the previous life."
Her love, which he used to disdain, has now become his lifelong luxury.
A sweet feeling surged in Xie Sui's throat, "Do you really have no feelings for me? If I die in front of you now, will you feel sad for me? Even for a moment."
He took out a dagger, handed it to her palm, and guided her hand to hold the cold handle, "I hurt you in my previous life. Now my life is in your hands and you can do whatever you want with it. Even if you kill me, no one will come looking for you. 's trouble. "
Wu Chun smiled: "But you are a cold-blooded person after all. I can't afford your love. In my previous life, I was a moth to a flame. I don't want to try again in this life. What if I repeat the same mistake? Xie Sui, are you acting in a sad drama? Even if I kill you, what can I do? Do you think I dare not kill you?"
As she said this, she moved the dagger forward two inches, just against his chest.
When she wanted to move forward, her hands began to tremble.
Xie Sui looked at her.
She threw the dagger backhandedly, and the blade made a clanging sound on the clean ground.
"I am no longer an emotional person. Killing you is useless. Things in the previous life will not change." She said calmly.
After all, what he feared most was not that she hated him, but that she didn't care about anything about him at all.
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