He killed his own ideal of salvation with his own hands, and dropped the knife tip towards his heart.
"Shaoqing, would you like to drink?" Xiao Jingsan raised his glass towards Su Mingan.
The fairies around him were silent and did not break his drunken state.
Su Mingan raised his cup but didn't drink it. He wanted peach wine just to entice Xiao Jingsan to drink it. Now that his goal has been achieved, he knows his own weight.
"I knew you couldn't drink." Xiao Jingsan laughed and tilted his head back to drink. The clear wine flowed down his chin and seeped into his black collar. A few drops wet the wooden sign on his waist.
The three characters [Xiao Jingsan] were still deeply engraved on the wooden plaque, with the ink outlining the wild carvings. No matter when, he always remembered that he was Xiao Jingsan, not a person who triumphantly took away Su Shaoqing's identity.
At this moment, looking at Xiao Jingsan drinking alone under the peach tree, Su Mingan suddenly had a vague memory flashing before his eyes.
…
“Ding Dong!”
【You have obtained Su Shaoqing's memories (middle).】
[You gain 50 Dream Patrol points.]
…
Under the peach tree, a black-haired little boy was sitting on the swing, humming a little tune.
"Outside the screen window, the glaciers are jingling."
"In the first watch, the iron horse passed by my room."
"At midnight, the white bird weeps in its dream,"
"At the fifth watch, the bronze mirror accompanies the human figure. Everything belongs to you. A flower is a world, a leaf is a bodhi."
"The world is floating in the air, and the blessed scene is coming to dawn..."
The branch shook, and a large piece of peach petals fell down, hitting the little boy. The little boy pouted, raised his head and shouted to the branch: "Your Highness, don't climb the tree. If the nanny sees it, she will be scared again."
The peach tree moved, as if bathed in spring breeze, and thousands of pink petals fluttered and fell. A young man poked his head out from between the branches: "Xiao Jingsan, I just want to see if I can see the world outside the palace wall by climbing this tree."
"Your Highness, you are out of your mind." Xiao Jingsan shook his head secretly. If the eldest prince is so stupid, can he still be a donor for the alien king in the future? He sighed and said, "Your Highness, you are now in the center of the palace. Outside the palace wall, it is still the palace wall. Outside the palace wall, it is still the palace wall. You can't see it."
With a rustling sound, another large piece of peach petals fell down, like a red blanket, almost covering Xiao Jingsan completely.
Xiao Jingsan pushed away the petals on his body, feeling helpless.
Su Shaoqing jumped down: "Outside the palace wall, is it still a palace wall..."
Xiao Jingsan said: "Yes."
Su Shaoqing said: "Actually, I know."
Xiao Jingsan said, "Then why are you climbing the tree? You just reviewed your lessons until 11am last night, and you're up again before 12am today. I'm really worried about you."
Su Shaoqing shook his head: "I know that there is a palace wall outside the palace wall. But I have to climb up the tree to see how high it is outside the palace wall. I have to try it myself to know whether the palace wall outside can block me and whether I can see outside the palace. I want to see what the moon outside the palace looks like."
Xiao Jingsan smiled and said, "That's right, please keep this thought. However, there is no difference between the moon outside the palace and inside the palace."
Su Shaoqing was surprised. He looked at Xiao Jingsan's face and said, "Are you going to ask me not to climb the tree this time?"
Xiao Jingsan stood up, his eyes deepened for a moment, and then he quickly returned to his normal smile: "I can't change what you want to do. Aren't you just like that? It's just that I hope you can get better, but I also hope you won't get better."
Su Shaoqing said: "What kind of contradictory psychology is this? Of course it should be the former. Even if it's not for me, it should be for the people."
...becoming more and more alike.
…and increasingly meeting the requirements for donors.
Xiao Jingsan concealed the pain in his eyes. He didn't know whether he should be happy about this resemblance or feel desperate.
How happy would the people be if they had such a monarch? But it is difficult for him to belong to this world.
But Su Shaoqing could not see the haze, he could only see the smile on Xiao Jingsan's face, like the morning glory in the northeast corner of the palace.
The concubines did not like the morning glory flower, because they thought it had a short blooming period and was unlucky because it was like a mayfly that was born in the morning and died in the evening. No one liked to see it. Only they liked to see it. Xiao Jingsan said that it was a frivolous and solemn flower. It was frivolous because it ended its blooming period so quickly, and solemn because it disdained to compete for beauty and did not care about worldly desires at all.
"Xiao Jingsan." Su Shaoqing spoke while squatting in front of the flowers.
"What's the matter?" Xiao Jingsan was holding a dogtail grass in his mouth.
"If I really can't walk out of the palace walls and see the human world in the future, please pour a pot of peach blossom wine in front of my grave and put a few strings of candied haws to let me know what it tastes like," said Su Shaoqing.
Xiao Jingsan's heart tightened, but he said, "There will never be such a day."
Su Shaoqing shook his head: "The world is unpredictable, and the royal family is the most chaotic place. I only trust you and Sister Bai Lian. She is not good at fighting and is afraid of water. She is easily bullied. If I am really harmed by someone, I will have to rely on you to protect her."
Xiao Jingsan was silent.
...The people he trusts the most are Bai Lian and him.
But he knew very clearly in his heart that he would be the one most likely to do harm in the future.
It was precisely because of his own clear understanding that he was in even greater pain. It was as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart, and as he heard the gentle words, the burning pain grew deeper and deeper.
Fate seemed to be a poisonous snake clinging to his back.
He looked at Su Shaoqing, whose eyes were clear, and finally understood what the word "fate" was. It would twist your ideals, break your spine, pierce your ideas, crush your bones, and finally stand in the sun, proudly telling you that this was "fate".
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