After being reborn, being alone as a queen

"Master, this young master Song has been insisting on it for a month. There are palace servants coming to clean the palace every three days. Why did the master tell His Highness that it was all done by the little boy?"

On the attic, the little boy looked at the young man sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom in the courtyard, with some worry and doubt in his eyes.

After a month's work, the boy's figure has grown a lot, but he is still the same thin. He is dressed in black with his sleeves tightly tucked in. The most expression on his face is expressionless.

Only when seeing His Highness the Crown Prince, the expression in his eyes will be a little soft.

The national teacher touched his head, and said in a calm voice: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and you must first suffer from it."

The little boy tilted his head and said, "What big responsibility?"

The national teacher said with a smile: "You are still young, so you don't understand."

"Little Tong, bring him to see me when the 49 days are over."

The little boy said happily: "Master finally accepting Young Master Song?"

The national teacher didn't answer directly, but just patted the top of his head: "Go make tea."

The little boy responded, "Hey."

Then he ran downstairs.

The smile on the national teacher's face disappeared, and there was deep nostalgia in his eyes. He said: "Brother, I wonder if this disciple is satisfied?"

The only answer to him was the wind.

......

Rong Yunhe caressed the sunken cheeks of the person in his arms, smiled uglier than crying, and whispered: "Satisfied, I have read the letter you left me... I am very satisfied with this disciple, since It's your choice, master and mother...and definitely..."

"Very satisfied."

"Ah Qi, wake up and see senior brother, okay? Huh?"

"If you don't speak, you must be angry with me. I won't be angry with you anymore. I call you senior brother. This time, I will always follow behind you. No matter how hard you chase me, don't try to drive me away... .”

"Oh, you said your name is Di Jing, okay, from now on you will be called Di Jing."

"Then Ah Jing, let's stay away from the world and never enter the world again, okay?"

"Wake up!"

The last ray of sunset in the sky is about to fade away, and the blood-colored setting sun spreads all over the sky, like epiphyllum, the moment when it blooms is the most amazing and fleeting.

Rong Yunhe embraced the man who had already lost his breath in his arms, like a walking corpse without a soul.

The thing in his arms could no longer be called a human being, because the skin of his whole body had dried up, leaving only a layer of skin covering a skeleton, and the originally slim and docile clothes became empty.

'swish swish'

There was the sound of dead leaves being trampled on in the distance, and then a man appeared in front of Rong Yunhe, over eighty years old, with silver hair all over his head, haggard, and wrapped in a dark gray coarse cloth.

Rong Yunhe slowly raised his eyes, and the grief in his eyes instantly turned into hostility and indifference.

"you are?"

"Old Dao Humane Dao Zhong Nan."

The person on the opposite side laughed, and the smile was a kind of peace and tranquility from the inside out, with an open mind.

Rong Yunhe's expression changed suddenly: "Are you the real national teacher of Nanchu?!"

If he didn't reveal his identity, who could connect this old man who looked like a woodcutter with the legendary Southern Chu Guoshi.

Zhong Nan smiled and shook his head: "Before the old Taoist returned to the Nanchu Palace, the one you held in your arms was the national teacher."

Rong Yunhe felt even more horrified: "You...know?"

Zhong Nan sat down on a rock and said, "Of course I know."

There was a faint light in Rong Yunhe's eyes that were ashamed, and he knelt on the ground: "Then... can you save him?"

Zhong Nan was silent for a moment, then finally shook his head and said: "Although the old Taoist has escaped from the world of mortals, he can't save him."

The pain of being pulled onto the cliff one second and pushed into the abyss the next is nothing more than that.

Rong Yunhe nana said: "Why?"

"He has a strong mind and is a natural practitioner. As long as he practices hard, he can easily escape from the world of mortals, but he is trapped by enmity, and he insists on going his own way and jumps off the world of mortals. Even Buddha is difficult to escape."

"What he cultivates is the way of saving people, but what he does is murder, which violates the way of heaven. Instead of suffering from pain every day, death may be a kind of relief. This is his long-established ending. I think he is better than anyone else in this regard." clear."

Rong Yunhe: "Suffering from illness? What illness did he have?"

Zhongnan Taoist: "It can be said to be a heart disease, or a heart demon. Southern Chu should have ended in this generation, so 100 years ago, the old Taoist changed his Taoist name to Zhongnan. The prince of Nanchu was born with the emperor's order. But he died young, and Rong Qi intervened to reverse the destiny, changing the fate of thousands of people, and the price will only fall on him in the end."

The heart in Rong Yunhe's chest trembled fiercely, and he said, "What...the price?"

"There is no afterlife, no reincarnation, the smoke disappears, and disappears between heaven and earth."

Rong Yunhe fell to the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

He suddenly thought of something, raised his head and said: "Master Guoshi, Prime Minister Li Yuan's resurrection has something to do with you, right?"

Zhong Nan paused for a moment, and said: "It is indeed the work of the old Taoist, the way of heaven checks and balances, this is fate."

Rong Yunhe said in pain: "If you hadn't left the palace, he wouldn't have had the chance to take revenge. What is your relationship with him?"

Taoist Zhongnan stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body slowly and said, "I taught him astrology and divination."

Rong Yunhe gritted his teeth, and smiled angrily: "That is to say, you saw your disciple go on a road of no return with your own eyes? In the end, you killed him with your own hands? If that's the case, why didn't you kill him when you met him! "

Taoist Zhongnan looked at Zhai Jing in his arms, and regret flashed in his eyes: "It is fate for him to meet me, and only when I disappear can he succeed in revenge. , it is better to say that it is the work of heaven."

"He is so amazingly talented, he should be famous all over the world, but it's a pity that he has turned against him."

Taoist Zhongnan looked at Rong Yunhe, as if he could see into his deepest heart, and said: "Besides, this is the ending he has already prepared for himself. I haven't seen him for many years. You should know better than me. he."

Rong Yunhe opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Zhong Nan's words confirmed the guess that Rong Yunhe had been brewing for a long time.

Although Mu Xiu is strong, he is restrained by the Love Gu. No matter what he says, Zhai Jing doesn't look like he is his opponent.

What's more, if you can't beat it, you can always leave.

Deliberately lure the irritated Mu Xiu away before making a move, and set up an array in the forest to trap himself and Song Liyuan, all of which are like a carefully woven net.

It's just that the target of the net this time is not only the enemy but also himself.

This is the ending he wrote for himself, like fireworks, blooming in full bloom and then coming to a prosperous end, every bit of calculation is just right.

Perhaps from the moment the three of them opened the mountain gate, everything that had been arranged was watching them secretly

look at their distraught

look at them heartbroken

look at them ashamed

The woods closest to the village is the cemetery he prepared for himself. Mu Xiu's parents died at his hands, so he died at Mu Xiu's hands, the boy he wanted to save even if he went against the sky. hands.

He wanted to end everything with his own death.

When will it be time to repay each other, and it will stop here.

Rong Yunhe still remembers when he found Rong Qi, although the man seemed indifferent and didn't want to recognize him, he still said something to him

"Rong Yunhe, I have taken in a disciple."

"He is very talented, a hundred times stronger than your talent back then."

Rong Yunhe, who was about to leave the inn, suddenly laughed: "Ah Qi, you have indeed changed a lot, but some places are still the same."

The latter ignored him and ate his own food.

Taoist Zhongnan took one last look at him who was lost in memory, helplessness flashed in his eyes, and said: "At least I will show you the way as a master and apprentice."

Rong Yunhe suddenly looked up

"Within seven days, if you find a city where the streets are covered with red candles, and nine hundred and ninety-nine lotus lanterns are set off in the moat outside the city, there is hope to keep his spirit alive."

Rong Yunhe seemed to be on the verge of death grasping at the last straw: "Is this true?"

Taoist Zhongnan reminded: "There is only hope, whether it can be realized or not depends on God's will."

But Rong Yunhe doesn't care, even if there is only a one in ten thousand possibility, he is willing to give it a go.

"Candlelight attracts souls, lanterns gather souls, and folk legends are not unbelievable."

His voice became smaller and smaller until he disappeared, and even the person disappeared.

Dear brother:

Seeing the letter is like praying, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here without any problems.

Compared with the time of the final decision, the brother has lost a lot of weight. When we parted in the past, I pray that you will be young and frivolous.

I think that when the prince was young, he often thought about the past. However, times have changed and things have changed.

More than 20 years ago, I took a boy as my disciple. He was born in the area of ​​Huaibei, and his name was Huai'an. After carefully tasting it, it is indeed a very beautiful and wishful name.

In fact, I didn't want to accept apprentices at first, but this child is precocious, has neither arrogant nor irritable temper, and is extremely able to endure hardships.

I don't know if my brother will be satisfied

definitely will

Although I am indifferent to him, I have taught him everything I have learned in my life, except for medical skills.

But I made a mistake after all, and I killed him with my own hands.

To my surprise, he was still alive.

I think, probably until I die, I will not reveal the existence of the witch doctor clan to him, because I don't want him to live with the identity and responsibility of the descendant of the witch doctor clan, and I hope that my brother will not reveal too much.

......

As the sky darkened inch by inch, Rong Yunhe held the letter paper he received a few days ago in his hand, feeling overwhelmed with pain.

He killed him, but he didn't die.

For these two seemingly contradictory sentences, only Rong Yunhe, who knows that person best in the world, can read that the joy in his words is completely greater than the surprise.

The part of this letter that mentions Song Huai'an, there are five words between the lines

'I really like him. '

This guy's personality is still so awkward....

It was the same as when Rong Qi was angered by his behavior that he would rather commit suicide than live with him when they parted ways many years ago, and she said to him in anger, "I don't want to see him again in this life".

It was already dark, Rong Yunhe carried Rong Qi's body down the mountain, and returned to the paradise that was reproduced by him

He looked at the dry bones in his arms, his eyes were full of affection that was strong enough to burn everything in the world, and said: "Ah Qi, let's take a look at home again, in the future... you won't be able to see it."

The tone is like whispering in the ear of a lover, affectionate and sad.

The mountain wind moved slightly, and the world was so quiet that he seemed to be the only one left. Some of the lanterns hanging on the house were dimly lit, presumably because the wax oil added yesterday had not been burned out.

Rong Yunhe stepped forward, glanced at Yue Shang's body, the corners of his lips curled up in a gentle arc, and said in a low voice: "I should have known earlier, you have never changed at all."

Gentle as always.

Zhai Jing's robe moved, and a scorpion crawled out, its tail needle raised high.

Rong Yunhe put his index finger in front of it, the poisonous scorpion hesitated for a moment, and the tail needle stung his fingertip.

Rong Yunhe was unscathed, his index finger was still placed in front of it, and the poisonous scorpion climbed up the rock along his index finger, and habitually stopped on the back of his hand.

He stroked the back of the poisonous scorpion with his index finger, thought of something, and laughed until hot tears rolled down the corners of his eyes

This world can find the elixir of life, but not the elixir of regret.