Cover The Sky With One Hand, Beat The Ground With The Other - Chapter 67 Extraordinary Six (Ending)

I was too sleepy to open my eyes when I slept three poles of the sun, and I finally realized that I was a pregnant woman.

When Tao Yuan came, I had just washed up and was about to go out to buy some flour and green vegetables. He was very happy to see me living at home, "I wonder what the princess flew to call her subordinates to come here?" I personally do it for you. He poured a cup of tea and said, "I know that there are hundreds of guards outside here who protect me. They were sent by your Mingjian Division..."

Seeing his pale face, I smiled and said: "As the master of Ming Kam Division, I have naturally read the files of the shadow guards, but you don't have to be nervous. The emperor and I are husband and wife, so naturally I should is his."

Tao Yuan wiped his sweat and said, "The emperor wanted to save the princess, but he didn't dare to trust the guards in the palace. Then he found his subordinates... the subordinates originally wanted to save the princess and then told the princess. Not to mention..."

Song Langsheng didn't let me know, so naturally he wanted me to think that I was in his grasp, and I didn't want to run away without intending to. What he didn't expect was that I pretended to be a fool to the end. On the road of acting school, my realm was longer and far-reaching after all.

I nodded empathetically, "So I didn’t mean to blame you. I am looking for you today. I just want to trouble Mr. Tao to let them all go home earlier. No, it’s the Double Ninth Festival in two days. Everyone is busy. After so long, I should take a good rest, such as traveling and admiring the scenery, climbing high and looking far away, picking bunches of chrysanthemums and going home..."

"Princess!" Tao Yuan interrupted me in surprise, "Never... if there are any more assassins..."

"This matter, Lord Shoufu will settle it for me." My eyes swept away, "Also, I don't like being watched."

Tao Yuan knelt on the ground immediately, intending to persuade me again: "The emperor has ordered his subordinates, never let the princess be in danger because of being alone..."

"Is Ming Jiansi the master of him or me?" I coldly interrupted him. "Master Tao, the father said clearly that from now on, Ming Jiansi will never obey the imperial court anymore. Do you want to disobey your father? Is it his will?"

Tao Yuan raised his head and looked in my direction, struggling hard to say: "Princess, you finally..."

I lowered my eyes and said nothing, Tao Yuan was silent for a moment, and shook his head: "Well, the flower is eager to resign from the tree, how can the tree stay... the subordinates obey orders."

The courtyard returned to a quiet and tranquil state. Tao Yuan asked me what I needed, and I shook my head gently. He just stopped him before leaving and said, "Master Tao, in the future, you don't have to wait for me. It's up to you to decide where Ming Jiansi will go, so I cherish myself."

The bell at the Meridian Gate rang throughout the capital, this is the sound of the new emperor, the emperor's status, proclaiming the world.

I was walking through the market with a basket of vegetables, looking in the direction of the bell. I don't know how majestic and majestic he would be when the dragon robe was added to the body, and when the officials performed the ceremony of three kneeling and nine kowtows.

When I was young, I secretly hid outside the Golden Temple to peek at the emperor father, and told the emperor brother that in the future I would marry a golden hero like the emperor father.

The emperor smiled and rubbed my head and said: It's a pity that you are the princess, and the father is reluctant to ask you to be married, so you can marry anyone but you can't marry the emperor.

Looking back now, I just feel that life is unpredictable, so it's better not to talk too much.

After busying most of the morning, I smelled the scent of chicken soup at the tip of my nose, opened the lid, and quickly put the cut noodles into the pot.

Anyway, the chickens outside the courtyard are so fat that it is a waste not to kill them. I simply took a lot of effort to make this chicken noodle soup.

If Song Lang was born, he would definitely say, but just eat a bowl of longevity noodles and just throw two pieces of tofu and greens. A good chicken can be roasted or made into a chicken that is more fragrant. At this time, I would probably say, "Who makes me pregnant? Eat more steaming to benefit the fetus."

Imagining his surprised and overjoyed expression at first hearing the news, I couldn't help but laugh, but only looked up, but the opposite side of the dining table was empty. I remembered that at this moment, he was mostly still in the palace. The audience of officials and envoys.

There are two bowls of noodles per person, and my eyes are slightly hot. I lowered my head and ate slowly.

I finally did not break my promise and made a bowl of longevity noodles for him. After all, I broke my promise and couldn't wait for him to come back to spend his birthday together.

Before I left, I thought about writing a letter to him, but I just picked up the pen for a long time, and the thousand words finally condensed into a note and placed it beside my face.

Sorry.

When I opened the door, there was a white light in front of me, and I subconsciously stretched out my hand to cover it, unable to cover the scorching sun.

The mountains and the autumn maple are magnificent, the wind swept the lake and the waves, I led the horse all the way forward, and saw an old man not far from the shore. During the few days I lived in this village, I often saw him fishing here. , And sometimes can sit for a full half day.

He heard the kick of horseshoes, looked back, saw a pile of baggage tied to my horse, and asked, "Where is the girl going?"

I thought for a while and said: "Travel."

Everyone has unspeakable concealment, and he no longer asks more, just said: "The girl is on the road alone, pay attention to everything."

I smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, old man."

The two sides of this incense path have been shrouded by overlapping maple trees. The wind blew the trees and the red leaves fell.

When I was thirteen years old, when I was trapped under the cave, he jumped down and brought the flamboyant fire maple down, and since then fell on my heart.

Later, we met under the maple tree we first saw, until sunset Xishan, we couldn't wait for him.

It’s just that the day in the memory was also a sunny day. The fresh smell of vegetation in the mountains and forests was refreshing. We once said that we would return to our homeland and admire the maple forest together. But the red leaves of Xiaoxiao suddenly overlapped with the scene in front of us. It only adds a little lonely shadow, lonely and longing.

At this moment, I can't explain what kind of ambivalence this is.

Obviously, it was me who made this decision, and I was clearly determined that there would be no return, but when I reached the end of the road, I stopped and continued to move forward.

Last night, the temperature he hugged tightly, and the phrase he said, "My wish is to be with you, I will rejoice, only with you" lingering in my heart all day.

There is a voice in my heart reminding me.

The maple leaf hurried beside me, and I looked up, feeling deep fear and confusion inexplicably.

Just like that, I got on the horse, turned my head and drove back.

I'm not even sure what else I can say after meeting him, the only thing I can think of is that I want to see him again.

When I returned to the bamboo house, the old man was still fishing. He watched me go and come back, slightly surprised and said: "Why did the girl come back again?"

"Some things forgot to take." I gently jumped off my horse, and realized that the door of the farmhouse had been opened, and hurriedly pushed the door into the house. But there was no one in the house, and the other bowl was full on the table. The longevity noodles turned into an empty bowl.

With a sudden shock in my heart, I rushed out of the house and asked the old man: "Old man, have you seen anyone in my house?"

The old man put down the fishing rod, shook his head and sighed: "Just now, a man rushed here in a hurry. Oh, just after you left, he came to ask me where you are. I pointed to you and said if you were holding the horse. How far you go, you can still see the shadow... The old man doesn't understand, he was chasing forward like crazy, but he stopped after halfway, and just stared at you without moving. Trace..."

I startled and said: "You, you mean... he didn't catch up?"

"Huh? He just stood so stupid. Later, he stayed in your house for a while before leaving..." The old man hung up the bait again and threw the hook into the lake. It's awkward, it's better to make things clear earlier, the old man looks uncomfortable..."

When a gust of wind blows, I feel cold on my face, and I feel startled and full of tears, but I don't know.

It turned out that when I made up my mind, he also made his choice.

I slightly raised my head and looked at the sky.

When we were young, we had no choice but to miss it by God’s will, but now we have chosen to miss it because of God’s will.

That's also good. If you can't hope for the happiness, why struggle.

Life is still very long, why not leave beautiful memories and never say goodbye.

I lifted my sleeves to dry my tears, turned on the horse again, and looked back at the capital. The towering city in the distance was glowing with golden light in the autumn sun. It was the place where I grew up.

It's just that my relatives and friends are no longer there, and there is only one person in the world who worries me the most.

I gently spurred the horse. The journey was too long, and it inevitably reminded me of the long time and the beautiful years that I can’t go back.

The setting sun ahead is like blood, the breeze is blowing in the leaves, and the sunset is full of lights.

After this, it is hard to see.

The author has something to say: So far, this story is over.

After the ending thousands of times in my mind, the moment I wrote it still made me want to cry a little, and even hated Song Langsheng, which made Atang leave so sadly.

So after this, I also wrote a side story, from the perspective of Song Langsheng, it will be posted in the next two days, thank you for seeing it now.

This story is about to be turned into a film and television drama and presented to everyone. The production team is still reliable in my opinion. Anyway, I will try to edit it myself and strive for the appearance of the protagonist. Oh, if I didn’t get it, then we would close our eyes together and treat it as if we never knew it (what the hell!)

As for the new article (Hey, no one wants to chase my article!), I have already saved 50,000 words...I will spend it in the infinite archive until I feel that it will not be pitted before sending it out, hope Until then, you still remember me~/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~Goodbye everyone!