Chapter 302: how did it get here
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Chronicles of the Modern Empress Dowager
- 郁桢
- 1329 characters
- 2021-03-03 08:00:09
The tall Christmas tree in front of me is as tall as a two-story building. The dark blue Christmas tree is surrounded by cranberry vines, and is decorated with small houses, bells, candies and other decorations. Next to the Christmas tree is Santa Claus pulling a sleigh with reindeer. Gift boxes of various colors are piled up under the tree. Because of the heavy snow last night, the Christmas tree was also covered with a lot of snow.
Li Wei followed Zhao Qian into a restaurant. At this time everyone was out to play, but the restaurant was relatively deserted.
Zhao Qian found a relatively secluded corner and sat down. Soon the waiter had already handed over the menu. When Li Wei was about to negotiate, Zhao Qian looked at the menu for himself and quickly ordered the order from the waiter. His fluent English surprised Li Wei. When did this person learn English?
After ordering the meal, Zhao Qian saw Li Wei's face in surprise. He smiled and said: "Isn't it just foreign language? I will find someone to study it for a while. It's OK, but it may be a bit difficult to read."
Li Wei remembered what Chen Zhu had said about Zhao Qian's transformation, and it seemed that he had also worked quite a bit. Is this going to enter the international market?
The temperature in the room was very warm, and Li Wei felt a little hot as soon as she sat down. She took off a red coat from her body, and the waiter immediately came over to hang up her clothes for her. Then he asked Zhao Qian if he would accept help. Zhao Qian also took off his jacket, revealing the dark green cashmere sweater inside. Zhao Qian and Li Wei dressed up like this are still the first time he sees it, and he feels very strange.
"I'm sorry to have disrupted your plan and asked you to come out and listen to my boring words."
"It's okay. Maybe we have been missing a good communication all the time. I hope this time we can put everything on the table for clarity."
"Well, that's what I was trying to say."
It was served with hot soup and hot dishes, as well as the bottle of red wine ordered by Zhao Qian. The waiter opened the bottle for them, and when he was about to pour the wine for them, Zhao Qian said thank you to the man, who also retired with interest. Zhao Qian held the wine bottle, bent over and poured the wine for Li Wei himself.
He raised a glass to Li Wei: "May you live a long life!"
Li Wei pursed his lips and smiled: "Thank you."
The two glasses touched each other lightly, and it seemed to me that it was the first time they were getting along so harmoniously.
For the two ancients, they were still a little uncomfortable with the foreign wines.
Zhao Qian was very skillful when he started eating Western food without any delay.
There are slow Scottish folk songs, white snowflakes sprayed on the glass windows, and various English words to celebrate Christmas. Christmas wreaths made of holly branches are hung on the walls of the store, decorated with red fruits and red ribbons. A pair of big bells are tied to the wreath.
"You can ask me any question, and I can answer you without reservation." Zhao Qian looked sincere.
Li Wei lowered her head and looked at the dark red liquid in the cup. She asked: "How did you come to this time and space. This question has troubled me for many years. I have always wanted to ask you, but unfortunately, I never had a chance."
Zhao Qian put down his knife and fork, crossed his hands, and put his chin on his back. He replied seriously: "This is a very mysterious thing." Before answering, Zhao Qian glanced at the surrounding environment. In addition to them, there was a table of guests in the store, but They were all blonde gringos. Those gringos were drinking happily. No one noticed what they were talking about.
"I was right in front of you when you were killed, and I watched them dress you up. Lying in the golden coffin, you were as lifelike as if you were asleep. You were dressed up by them and looked so beautiful. .Yes, you were only twenty when you were poisoned, twenty years old, how young. Looking at you lying there, I was filled with grief and anger. I didn’t know what to do for a while and wanted to do something for you. Later. I was the only one left beside the golden coffin. I took off the ancient jade ring that you wore on your left index finger. It’s okay to leave a thought. That ring brought me here, you believe Are these words?"
Li Wei dropped his eyelids, nodded and said, "Yeah."
It was so easy to believe it, Zhao Qian had originally prepared a lot of explanations, but there was no way to explain it.
"That bowl of poison really has nothing to do with you?" Li Wei asked Zhao Qian again.
Zhao Qian said: "If I really hurt you, why should I try to get close to you? Your death should be a game set by someone. But this game will never be solved. The ring is not on you, there will be I will show you the opportunity."
It doesn't matter if she doesn't look. The grief and hatred that she had experienced are no longer Li Wei's obsessions. She has the focus of life and the direction to move forward. Even if it is hatred, even if the man is killed, it can't solve the problem itself. She learned to let go, and how to love life well and how to cherish herself.
At the beginning of the snow, the warm sunlight shined through the bright glass windows, and Li Wei's hair and face were covered with a thin layer of pale gold.
Zhao Qian looked at Li Wei in front of him, and asked Li Wei tentatively: "You push me away from you again and again, still can't let go of it?"
Li Wei heard this and shook his head: "No, I don't want to mention the past. I also told myself early to treat you as another man, not the regent of Daqi, but the actor Zhao Qian, a person who has nothing to do with me. It's just a stranger."
"Stranger?!" Zhao Qian smiled bitterly: "How many years we have known each other, how many grievances and hatreds are there, you still treat me as a stranger. I tried so hard to get close to you, but I still have this identity... …"
Zhao Qian picked up the wine glass, drank the remaining wine in the glass, and then poured it on himself.
Li Wei finally raised his eyes and glanced at him, but saw that his face was bitter and frustrated, and she felt a little intolerable in her heart. He traveled across the oceans to celebrate his birthday, anyway, this piece of mind cannot be doubted.
Li Wei also sighed and said: "Yes, we have known each other for many years. At that time, I was a little girl, and you were just a sick boy. If I don't enter the palace, you will not be left alone, our life will definitely be It will be very different. Maybe I will marry a person who knows how to be cold and warm, and have a few children with him, and live a peaceful life, and you will go to your fief, marry a beautiful and beautiful princess, and be rich and noble for a lifetime King of Xian."
Zhao Qian shook his head and said firmly: "No, if you don't enter the palace or become a concubine, I will ask the emperor to give us a marriage."
Li Wei stared at him blankly, somehow, his nose suddenly became sore. She didn't want Zhao Qian to see her emotional changes, she tolerated everything that was exposed.