Chapter 18: Become a dream after the prosperity

There were four green jade cups quietly placed on the case. It was Tianzhan who came to her to taste tea that day and night, and they kept them here.
The cup is very delicate, using four pieces of jade with clear water head to cut the color, exquisite and pleasing to the eye, it is Ye Tianzhan's beloved thing.
Qing Chen was afraid of damage, so he didn't dare to leave them indiscriminately, so he cleaned them carefully, and planned to find someone to take away after they were installed.
One day's autumn rain made the sky much darker, and the wind blew the clouds and covered the sky with gray. Occasionally, a few green leaves could not help being beaten by wind and rain, and fell on the raised purple bamboo umbrella, covering the exquisite Lan Zhi from the craftsman's pen, and only saw the rain.
She lowered her head and walked slowly across the long corridor of flowers and trees, and saw the rose flowers drifting all over the place. The fragrance of the past was faint, and the fragrant color was gone. Winding along the nine-curved corridor, little stars remained the last beauty of.
She stood in the corridor for a while, looked up at the fine rain, and suddenly she was touched by something in her heart.
At the end of the corridor not far away, behind someone holding their hands, standing on the white jade-shaped lotus arch bridge leading to Ningcuiting, they looked at the drizzle quietly like her. The clear blue shirt, as always, seemed like a touch of clearness coming out of the clouds, but for some reason it brought a little unconcealed melancholy in this autumn rain. Qing Chen stopped and hesitated, but Ye Tianzhan turned around at the moment she looked over and looked at her.
Not far or near, neither of the two moved, looking at each other in silence across Xianyu Lake. For a while, it seemed that only the sound of rain could be heard, spreading out a curtain that seemed to exist in the whole world.
Inexplicably, a kind of sorrow and sorrow came suddenly, and the paper umbrella in Qing Chen's hand shook slightly, and the cut flowers slid down quietly, and fell gently into the rain.
The first time I saw Li Tang, it was on such a rainy day, he lowered his head to help himself pick up the note at the moment of smile, and stayed in his heart for a long, long time. She wanted to find Li Tang and ask him now, what exactly was the smile he had had at that time, at that instant of freezing, was it just because he smiled because he met her, or something else.
Ye Tianzhan stared at the arch bridge as Qing Chen came slowly from the light smoke and light rain, and the ink painting under the purple bamboo umbrella was like a light sun, the rain fell and the stars shone, and the flying flowers were light.
It vaguely seemed to have such a woman walking towards him in a far and unreal place, so exact but so illusory. When is this person right in the bottom of my heart, can't think about it, can't not look?
Was it when she lowered her eyebrows and stroked the piano on the Chuyan River, when she was shocked?
Was she tired and weak in her arms, and she couldn't help it?
Was she standing quietly under the evening moon, thinking about the moon?
Was she crying sadly in the Xianyu Lake, when she worries about wine?
Or is it to see her smiling on the white horse, her heroic appearance, watching her beautiful eyes flowing under the lamp in the study, the moment of exquisite smile?
There are hundreds of crimsons and three thousand weak waters in the world. This person alone seems to be destined to be so, destined to make you helpless.
When Qing Chen raised his head from under the umbrella, Ye Tianzhan's lips showed a smile, as the sky was high and cloudless thousands of times, and the sky was endless.
He didn't cover his umbrella, he had already fallen a lot of rain in his clothes, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. His appearance was superb and calm, as if it were a beautiful jade washed by rain, it became so clear and amazing that people couldn't find the slightest flaw.
The rain fell a little bit more anxiously than before. Qing Chen lifted the umbrella in his hand, trying to protect him from the rain, but felt that this kind of action was too ambiguous. A purple bamboo umbrella stopped between the two, smooth and clean. The handle of the umbrella can almost reflect the shadows of the two, unable to advance or retreat.
Ye Tianzhan looked at her with a smile, and said, "Walk with me, and enjoy the rain in the Ningcui Pavilion. It is also a unique view." After turning around and walking, Qing Chen walked with him quietly.
"There have been too many things in the past few days. Soon the Four Emperor Brothers will return to the court, and the Ministry of Rites will start planning for the army. The details are very complicated." As usual, Ye Tianzhan seemed to chat with her casually. Things, like sorting out my own thinking, and often listening to her opinions.
It has been so long and didn't feel wrong, but now Qing Chen noticed something strange. These words were originally only spoken to his wife when the husband was busy all day outside and came home and loosened in the warm room. Some big things and small things are not difficult, easy, happy, annoying, one person listens, and responds with a faint caring smile, a thoughtful and soft word, enough to make tiredness away, and become a relative moment of peace.
And he said to her that his wife and his concubines would never see or hear him like this, and he could only look at him from a distance, relying on his upright posture.
Seeing her staring at herself in a trance, Ye Tianzhan whispered, "Qing Chen?"
"Huh?" Qing Chen came back to his senses and smiled apologetically to him, "Isn't that more busy with the Ministry of Rites in your job?"
Ye Tianzhan looked at her thoughtfully: "When Brother Five Emperors come back with the army, I will be relieved for a few days after I hand over the errand to the Gyeonggi Division."
Qing Chen nodded and said, "You rarely have time to spare, so you should relax."
Ye Tianzhan said: "It's a good time for horse patrol in late autumn. We might as well go to Kunlun Garden for a few days and listen to the twelve brothers saying that your riding skills have improved again. Don't let him down by then. "
Qing Chen lowered his eyes slightly: "This time, I might really disappoint him."
Ye Tianzhan smiled and said, "Didn't your Yun Cheng beat his chase after night?"
Qing Chen shook his head: "No, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to compete with him in riding skills."
Ye Tianzhan's smile constricted slightly, and he looked at her.
Qing Chen avoided his eyes and looked at the increasingly urgent rain curtain. Xianyu Lake has faintly seen the withering of early autumn, the once full flowers have removed their red makeup, and the torrential rain hit the remaining lotus leaves, arousing a pale blue misty rain.
"I'm here to bid you farewell." After a long silence, Qing Chen finally said, "I think I should go."
After speaking, the two fell into silent silence again.
Qing Chen turned his head to look at Ye Tianzhan, but was caught off guard by his eyes. The bottom of his eyes seemed to be reflected by a clear shirt, and a clear blue. The rain all over the sky seemed to fall into his eyes, with some incomprehensible expressions, and the gentleness and that point that people could not look at each other. The child is deeply helpless, or sad.
And all this was only in an instant, just when she thought he would not speak anymore, his elegant voice sounded in her ears: "I am reckless."
Qing Chen shook his head and said: "Sorry, I didn't mean to disappoint you."
Ye Tianzhan's face had already recovered his former handsome calmness: "She didn't explain the reason clearly, so I wanted to come to you, but when I walked here, I don't know what to ask."
Qing Chen gently stroked the delicate patterns on the handle of the purple bamboo umbrella in her hand, and sighed secretly: "You and I are not people in the same world. I can't give what you want, and you can't give what I want, so it's better not to destroy the original Beautiful."
Ye Tianzhan raised his hand slightly, then put it down again: "Qing Chen, who are you?"
Hearing this, Qing Chen suddenly laughed slightly, seeming to mock something silently, she replied: "I don't know."
Ye Tianzhan finally frowned: "Don't you know? I can't see through you, even Mr. Mo can't see through you, but you said you don't know."
Qing Chen stretched out his hand to let the raindrops crackle and knock off his palms: "Yes, I don't know."
"Then what do you want?" Ye Tianzhan looked calm, but apparently didn't intend to give her space to escape, and asked again.
"What I want?" Qing Chen stared blankly at the open space, "Can I still answer that I don't know?"
"Do not."
"Or should you tell me what you want to know?"
"all."
"I just want the days I want to live..." Qing Chen paused, and said seriously, "and single-minded... feelings."
Ye Tianzhan's eyes slightly waved: "Because of this?"
"Even if it is." Qing Chen turned to ask, "Can you give it?" Anti-guest, she feels very cruel, and asks someone for something that he doesn't and cannot have.
Ye Tianzhan held onto the cool railing of Ningcui Pavilion, and Qing Chen clearly saw the slightly protruding blood vessels and hand bones under his skin, revealing a little of his emotions. She rarely saw Ye Tianzhan frown, but now she clearly saw him frowning. Probably no woman had ever asked him for something like this, or spoke in such a tone. This was a good excuse and method.
"I'm going back first." Seeing that he didn't answer, she gave up the question.
"Qing Chen." Ye Tianzhan whispered her name when she turned around.
The purple bamboo umbrella was half open, and a few rains fell on the umbrella surface obliquely.
Mu Ai was heavy, Qing Chen looked back at him, and saw his eyes cast far away to the misty sky: "Do you know that my princess should be Jin Hui's sister?"
Qing Chen didn't know why he suddenly talked about this and shook his head in confusion.
Ye Tianzhan retracted his gaze from the sky: "The daughter of the Jin family at the time, a well-known talented woman among the gentry, Jin Hui’s sister Jin Fei. I once admired this woman for her talent and decent appearance. The emperor refers to her as my princess, and we are also in agreement. There is a good marriage story in the heaven. But she went to the palace two days after her wedding. After returning to the palace, she committed suicide by drinking poison. That night, it was reported that her daughter was seriously ill. News of the death. Later, my wife changed to Jin Hui, because it was the concubine who sealed her concubine."
Qing Chen's heart sank. He had never heard of such a story with Jin Hui, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"
The corners of Ye Tianzhan’s mouth moved lightly, with a smile that didn’t seem to be a smile:
I didn’t know the reason until a year later, because she was suffering from infertility. At that time, the imperial decree of marriage from the father and the emperor had been issued. I don't know what she said, so she utterly succumbed to herself."
Qing Chen didn't react for a while, and Ye Tianzhan suddenly turned and looked at her directly: "If it were you, would you act like this?"
She was almost stopped by these words, and then shook her head without hesitation: "Me? How could it be?"
Ye Tianzhan smiled: "So you can give me what I want. All the women around me have something inexplicable in common that makes me tired. They always seem to be separated by a long distance, so far away. I don’t want to come closer, but you don’t. I always feel that you are by my side during these days of getting along, as if we have known each other for many years and we have known each other. But in fact, you always avoid me step by step, and even get away from me. The farther."
Qing Chen chose silence.
Ye Tianzhan looked at her for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to touch her face, and asked in a low voice in that soft and soft voice: "If I would do my best to give you what you want, Qing Chen, would you agree? "
A little rain in the palm of his hand left a slight coolness on Qing Chen's face. At that moment, she seemed to only hear the sound of rain falling from the whole world, faintly and quietly, as if his tone could contain all the gentleness. She was shocked by what he said. She couldn't estimate what those short words meant for a while. When the brain was almost blank, she took a step back gently, and a drizzle hit her and she recovered. wide awake.
She raised her eyes and showed a calm and ruthless smile in the rain: "I won't, nor will you. I won't hurt others, and you can't."
Ye Tianzhan retracted his hand: "How do you know I can't do it?"
Qing Chen said indifferently: "Because you are not only Ye Tianzhan, but also the prince of the heavenly dynasty, and also the Royal Highness in the eyes of many people."
Ye Tianzhan froze for a moment, then sighed suddenly, then raised the corner of his mouth: "You are indeed different from each of them."
Qing Chen also kept smiling: "Perhaps I can regard this as your compliment."
"You don't need to leave." Fengshen was like a jade, gentle and gentle, after a little emotional fluctuation, he became the king of Cham in front of everyone in the court.
Qing Chen shook his head: "I have something to do by myself."
"Very important?"
"Perhaps." Qing Chen thought for a while and replied.
"Can I help?"
Qing Chen shook his head again.
"You said you had nowhere to go, where are you going now?"
"I also said that the world is big, didn't it?" Qing Chen twisted her eyebrows secretly. Whenever the sharpness behind Ye Tianzhan's gentle appearance, she always needs her to try her best to parry, even if it's sharp for a long time, it is rare to see. I don't want to deal with him like this.
Ye Tianzhan laughed: "It seems that I can't stay here anymore."
He took out the jade box with ice blue crystals from his arms and handed it to her, "Is there any reason to take back what I gave you?"
Qing Chen watched him gently supporting the jade box in her palm. Although she wanted the spar very much, she shook her head when she remembered Jin Hui's words, "This is for..."
"This is not for any princess," Ye Tianzhan interrupted her, "It's just for you."
Qing Chen frowned, raising her eyes to see Ye Tianzhan's expression. With what I know about him these days, whenever his eyes are raised slightly, there is something determined not to change, and this is the look on his face now.
She spread out her palms and let him put the jade box in her hands, holding the cool jade with the temperature of his palm.
"Whenever, you can use this ice blue crystal to withdraw enough money from any Yin bank, and it will be my gift to you." Ye Tianzhan said. His mother, Guifei Yin, came from the Yin family of the rich side. Five out of the ten money flows in the Celestial Dynasty were related to the Yin family. Almost all banks in Yige City were also under the name of the Yin family.
Qing Chen wanted to say that he didn't need it, but he wanted to not use it anyway, so why reject his kindness in person, and said: "Thank you."
Ye Tianzhan looked at her deeply for a while, then walked outside the pavilion in the rain. When she reached her side, she slowed down and sighed in a low voice: "Qing Chen, I don't care who you are. There is only one you in this world. I hope that one day, this ice blue crystal can really become Princess Zhan's exclusive accessory." With endless emotion in his tone, he was immersed in the rain.
Qing Chen stared blankly at Ye Tianzhan on the Baiyu Bridge as Ye Tianzhan walked farther and farther, his eyes gradually blurred under the rain, faint, unprovoked melancholy.
Sometimes it's harder to refuse someone's love than to love someone.
Love does not regenerate, does not give birth to Sapo. There are just too many obsessions in the world, and everyone can't get beyond the word "love". The entanglement of reincarnation for thousands of years will eventually lead to suffering.