Chapter 100: A look at all the things that have passed through the years (part 2)

I pointed to the lake. The sun had already put away its bright brilliance. Only a very soft light was still hanging on the horizon. The line of sight was not very clear, but a few koi carps could still be seen swimming. As expected, Linglong stopped crying and stared at her. I felt the warm fragrance of her little body, and my heart relaxed.
A figure suddenly came to my side, and I looked up in surprise. It was the nurse.
She was a little pale and her expression a little nervous. I became suspicious. I half got up and was about to call Huiju. I saw that she pushed me abruptly. I couldn't stand firmly under my feet. I stepped back a few steps. I fell into the icy cold with a "plop" under my feet. In the water.
Because Pengdao Yaotai is a small island in the lake, there is no shallow low-lying area between the shore and the lake. Therefore, once it falls, it is a bottomless lake. I struggled, Linglong also cried, and was submerged in water within a few moments.
My heart sank quickly, and I saw a team of guards hurriedly running from far away. I looked around at Linglong's figure, but there was nothing left.
My consciousness was also blurred, I only felt a pain like falling from my lower body, and when my eyes went dark, I fell into the darkness.
For the first time in my life, water is so gentle, yet gentle and full of mystery and ominousness. The soft and rippling blue waves that pervade the whole body will often become the most powerful weapon. God has given water unparalleled beauty, but it also has irreplaceable danger.
My body is drifting in this pool of blue waves. I try to grasp something, but in addition to soft water, it is soft water. So deep and dark, like a wide open mouth, to swallow everything.
My consciousness gradually faded away. In the dimness, someone came to me, and his pure white robe was in full bloom like a lily, bringing the only touch of brightness in this boundless darkness.
It seems to be a lifetime, I only have consciousness, but I can't open my eyes.
I could hear the footsteps and low voices around me, but they were all soaked in a deep "buzzing" sound from far away, nothing real. There was faint crying.
I wanted to move, I wanted to open my eyes, but even though I tried my best, my body was like a dead wood without any response. Fear gradually filled my heart, could it be that I would never wake up again?
I tried my best, but I could feel my body motionless. I was so tired that I could only lie there, amidst the buzzing around me, trying to discern, hoping to catch something and save me from the frightening darkness.
Someone whispered in my ear. His voice was like the most beautiful movement in the world. At that moment, I seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. As long as I worked carefully, I could open and close my eyes.
"If possible, I am willing to exchange your awakening with my innate power and everything I have now. I am willing to be an ordinary people from now on, as long as I can look at your superior beauty and nobility from a distance. Willing to leave, only hear the spread of your happiness in the mouths of others. As long as you wake up, I will completely forget all my fantasy after meeting you and the desires derived from that fantasy. I am even willing to forget what I have for you Love, as long as there is no sadness and care in your eyes, only the most moving look. As long as you wake up."
My eyelids moved, although it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but there was a faint light. It seems to be walking blankly in the boundless darkness, but I see hope in the middle of looking up.
When I opened my eyes, the dazzling light pierced my eyes. The body still felt heavy, but it was slowly injecting strength. For a while, I couldn't see the surroundings clearly. I just felt that everyone was covered with a bright halo. I turned my head with difficulty and called out Hui Ju's name hoarsely with all my strength.
Suddenly the surroundings fell silent, so quiet that I heard the ticking sound outside the window, and the lingering coolness in the room.
"Niang Niang, you are awake." Hui Ju threw herself in front of the bed, tears streaming down, but there was also uncontrollable joy.
I nodded at her: "Water."
The dry voice spoke faintly, and he felt like his throat was burning, waiting for the rain to water.
Hui Ju nodded hurriedly: "Just come, just come."
I watched her leave with a white figure, and my eyes became cheerful. It was still in Yuanying Hall, and it was still in the palace where I lived. Nothing changed. There were a lot of figures shaking outside, and the door was not closed, so I saw it clearly.
Palace lady, eunuch, imperial physician. Also, a pure white figure. It disappeared from my sight in just a flash.
The wind mixed with the coolness of the rain blew in. Hui Ju had already brought the water, and at the right temperature, she carefully helped me sit up, looking at my eyes with worry and sadness. My gaze drifted around, and finally fell on the carved window lattice, with rain hitting it "crackly" and down.
I heard the voice of a woman, which palace lady, her soft voice came from a distance.
"Prince Yu, the wind and rain are not small, and the waves on the lake are surging. It is really dangerous to cross at this time."
"It doesn't matter, the emperor is still waiting for me in the imperial study room. This can't be delayed."
A warm and moist voice that I am familiar with came, and I was taken aback. This voice was the voice that pulled me out of the chaos before. I was stunned leaning against the feather-satin embroidered pillow. The voice I heard in the chaos before, and the words I heard were not my own illusions.
There is also the figure seen in the lake, even, long ago, the figure in the bamboo forest, the figure in the back in the fire... the pure white figure should be him.
Xihe...
Hui Ju glanced at me, just about to say something, my hand gently placed on her lips to signal her not to speak.
Hui Ju lowered her head, I looked at the clear water in the bowl with flower patterns in the bucket in my hand, and my image was reflected in it, pale and haggard.