When climbing the steps of the city wall, the snow on the ground made Wei Yan stumble and almost slip. Lin Fu supported him from behind in time: "Hey, Your Majesty, are you okay?"
The man pushed him away, but his eyes, which were not very clear, seemed to be a little clearer.
The cold wind on the city wall was even more biting. Lin Fu was worried and anxious, but the man in front of him seemed to be unable to sense it. After all, he was standing on the top of the wall. He was looking in the direction of leaving the palace.
Lin Fu also knew that the emperor was thinking about Empress Chen.
The snow fell silently on the two of them. Lin Fu remembered the days when Empress Chen moved back to Changning Palace a few days ago. The emperor stayed there every day after the court, talking to her and coaxing her to take medicine, even though the person in a coma could not react at all.
But for the emperor, it seemed that every moment was so precious.
He thought the emperor would always be like this. No one thought he could let go after seeing a man like that.
What's more, this is the emperor, an emperor who has the final say and can do whatever he wants.
But only three days later, he saw the emperor holding the hand of the Concubine Chen and sitting all night. Just after dawn, he suddenly called him over.
"Call Governor Zhou to the palace."
When the man who had not slept all night said these words in a hoarse voice, Lin Fu was unable to react for a long time.
Call Governor Zhou? The emperor did not even let the prince in, why would he call Governor Zhou? He did not even dare to think that the emperor was going to let go.
Just as he was stunned, Wei Yan looked over.
"What are you still doing here? Didn't you hear clearly?"
Lin Fu looked at him for a moment, and the man's red eyes made him lower his head quickly.
"I obey your order."
Is the emperor...crying? Before he retreated, he still looked at him with lingering fear. The emperor just lowered his head, and the woman's hand on the bed, which he held, was pressed against the man's forehead. He maintained this posture for a long time without moving.
In this world, except for facing death, probably only people in love are absolutely equal.
The emperor used to pretend too well, fooling him, fooling others, and probably fooling himself.
That's why the dull pain that he felt late was so long and tormenting.
Despite this, Lin Fu still tried his best to remind him: "Your Majesty, it's cold and windy here, so don't stay too long."
Wei Yan still didn't move, but suddenly said: "Where is she?"
Lin Fu didn't need to ask who she was: "Your Majesty, she went to Lixiang County in Tuzhou and spent the New Year at the home of the county magistrate of Lixiang County."
Lixiang...
"Too far..." Wei Yan stared at the road in front of him and whispered.
Lixiang is not far from Junzhou. Even if they walk on the snowy road at their current speed, it will only take about ten days.
But it is too far from the capital, so far that even seeing her has become a luxury for him.
He sent her off here twice. The first time, he was able to deceive his heart and suppress all the depression and worries.
This time, the heart-piercing pain was nowhere to hide. Wei Yan could even clearly feel that a part of his heart was also hollowed out as she left.
Fireworks set off by the city residents continued to explode in the sky, lighting up half of the sky, dazzling.
Wei Yan stretched his hand to the side, as if the person was also beside him, holding his hand and smiling like a flower.
"Look! It's beautiful, isn't it?"
"I have loved watching fireworks since I was a child."
"After my parents left, we spent the New Year at the man's house, waiting for the masters to have the New Year's Eve dinner, and after cleaning up, we ate casually in the kitchen."
"Well, in fact, it's not us, it's just me, because the other servants all have families."
"But..." The woman looked at the sky and smiled, "Only they will not change, year after year. They are something I can always have."
Wei Yan always felt distressed when he thought of the little girl who ate alone in the kitchen on New Year's Eve. At that time, he held the woman's hand tightly and promised her solemnly: "I will never let you be alone in the future."
He clearly said this, and she must have believed it.
But in the end, he didn't do it.
Now it's another person who is doing it. That person will not leave her alone again, right?
The pain in a man's mouth never seems to stop, but he can never learn to be numb.
***
After New Year's Eve, Liang Ying and Zhou Huailin said goodbye to Li Shuda and his wife and continued on their journey.
Before leaving, she gave a purse she embroidered to Madam Li, because when the two of them tried two stitches together a few days ago, Madam Li seemed very interested in her embroidery skills.
"I don't have anything else to show off, only this purse is embroidered by myself, Madam Li, please don't despise it."
Liang Ying signed, and Zhou Huailin translated on the side.
"My wife said that this was embroidered by her, please don't despise it, sister-
in-law." "How could it be?" Madam Li looked at the purse from left to right, and couldn't let it go. "Oh, this craftsmanship is really exquisite, I really haven't seen anyone more skillful than this. When you embroidered that half before, I especially wanted you to give me a souvenir, but I was afraid that you would be tired."
