Heartburn

Zizheng's reply was unexpectedly swift, and it was only the next day that I saw him in the old place.

The clearness in those amber eyes taught me to be ashamed and sad.

In the past few days, Jiang Zhuo's imprisonment on me has been useless, and the two guards named Protective Surveillance have also relaxed their vigilance and taught me to send me far away.

"Zizheng, what can you do to send me out of the palace?" Blocking the gap in the rockery, covering his thin body, I stared at the eyes that seemed to see everything through, and asked in a low voice.

To be honest, to come to him for help is with the mentality of being a dead horse doctor.

Actually, I didn't have much hope. This child is already very difficult in the palace, and it is difficult to protect himself. How can he be able to send me out of the palace under the eyes of many guards?

I came to him, maybe more just to find someone to talk to.

Unexpectedly, he looked at me earnestly and vowed to promise: "I know a secret road that can lead to the outside of the palace, and it's unknowingly."

"Really?" I still feel unreliable, "Do you need to take any risks?"

"Don't worry about this. I just show the way for your Highness. In the end, I still have to rely on you." He smiled and leaned close to my ear and said, "There is a low hole in the westernmost corner of the palace, which is low-level. The palace attendant bought the guard, and secretly pierced it without telling him, he could only admit those young and petite people in and out. Every month, there are playful boys sneaking out to play in the name of buying. Honor enough money and come back on time. The guard there will turn one eye and close another, and will not investigate it strictly."

"But how is this king going to get out?" Looking down at himself, she is much slender and petite than the ordinary girl in Dawu. It's not a problem to want to come to the short hole, but the problem lies in the wall of the west. It is the most remote place in the palace, thousands of miles away from the Chaolu Temple where I live now. How can I avoid the heavy guards and go there without disturbing Jiang Zhuo?

And I am not a playful palace attendant after all, so how can the guard who guard the door let me go?

Unexpectedly, this problem that has troubled me for a long time will soon be solved-the opportunity to solve this problem will be handed over to me by Jiang Zhuo himself.

I still remember that Jiang Zhuo came to find me that day. At that time, I was struggling with my decision to leave the palace, and thinking about the way of leaving. For a while, I didn't know how to face her.

She didn't seem to notice anything, and as soon as she sat down, she spoke with interest: "Jian Xin, a letter from Baiyungu, Wei Shu, he heard about our marriage news, and he is about to set off to participate in person-I know you have a lot with him. Misunderstanding, at that time, I will introduce you to meet again."

"Wei Shu? Come in person?" I nodded, but I sneered at Jiang Zhuo's idea of ​​"making us live together in peace".

"Not bad." She stroked the teacup, smiling at the corner of her mouth, as if thinking of something memorable. "Wei Shu is my Aunt Yun's child and my brother. He grew up watching me, just like my relatives. same."

——Wei Shu in her mouth is not the poisonous fairy who healed me?

At that time, I was surprised that I had never met him before, so why he was so hostile to me? Is it just because of my identity? And he paid special attention to Jiang Zhuo's unusual importance.

Thinking about it now, he looked at Jiang Zhuo's gaze. Where is the older brother looking at his younger sister?

It's clearly the look in the eyes of the beloved-how familiar those eyes are, I seem to see my own shadow in him.

At that time, didn't I follow her back with such eager eyes?

I don’t believe that someone who would look at her with such affectionate eyes could easily accept the news that his sweetheart had married others in such a short period of time, not to mention that the other half who robbed her of love is still a notorious one. ……woman.

Since Jiang Zhuo could talk in front of me without hesitation that Wei Shu would come to Guanlan to see her in person, then it is conceivable that the other party should also be the insider of her turn of events.

In this case, if the other party really loves her and considers her, it is impossible to agree to this absurd wedding.

Thinking of this, I glanced at Jiang Zhuo silently, trying to remind her that she need not be so optimistic, but she couldn’t say what she said, as if she could vaguely catch a touch of melancholy and uneasy from the bottom of her eyes, and I don’t know if it’s because of me. .

Maybe she didn't necessarily understand this, but she didn't want to face it, and she still deceived herself to avoid this possibility... But if it was so, it would inevitably make people feel distressed.

How many people really blessed this wedding that she insisted on doing her own way?

Even as another client, I did not accept it willingly.

In the dead of night, when alone, would she feel helpless and lonely?

I don't know, and I don't want to think about it, because even the slightest bit of softness will hinder my departure.

"Jian Xin, have you tried the happy clothes I sent? The size is what I told the embroiderer. Doesn't it fit?" The expectation in her eyes taught me to turn my head away, feeling a little guilty in my heart— —Why don’t I understand what she meant?

But the corner of that piece of happy clothes has been cut off by me and used it as a token, and it is tied to the rockery. If I teach her to find out the clues at this time, all previous efforts will be lost.

If Zizheng is tired because of this, then I can't forgive myself anyway.

"Surprises are always reserved for the last, don't they?" I looked at her calmly, and I smiled.

She replied with a slightly shy and joyful smile. The smile was rare and gentle, and joyful from the heart, but it taught me that my eyes were sore, and I almost couldn't help crying.

Once upon a time, how could I tell a lie against my heart without changing face?

Is it her or me?

Or, the two of us are no longer each other.

A few days passed by, and I have been quietly preparing.

As an excuse to walk through the western palace wall mentioned by Zizheng, I estimated my pace. It takes at least half an hour to walk from the Chaolu Hall to this wall. The more you go, the more you go. It is remote, and few palace people pass by, so there is no need to worry about leaks.

I rummaged through the cabinet and found no cash or banknotes, only some gold and silver ornaments. I picked some that were easy to carry without the royal mark, and packed them into a small package together with a few changed clothes, and secretly hid them under the bed.

Just two days before Jiang Zhuo's scheduled marriage date, the team from Baiyun Valley entered Guanlan City in a mighty manner.

I said that I was unwell, and didn't follow Jiang Zhuo to greet me. She didn't have any doubts, just instructed the palace attendant and the royal doctor to take good care of me, so she took someone there alone.

Before she left, she half-kneeled on the side of my bed and gently stroked my hair. Her eyes were mixed with worries and complicated complexities. She was shrouded in that light, and my heart was struck by lightning, fiercely. The ground trembled, and I couldn't help but want to leave her behind... In the end, I still didn't say anything, just took her hand, kissed her fingertips gently, and nodded obediently when she asked softly.

When she turned around, I closed my eyes abruptly, for fear that my tears would leak the unspoken weakness and pain.

"Goodbye, Jiang Zhuo," forbeared in every possible way, but there was still a tear that betrayed my reason, and quietly slipped down the corner of my eyes-I did not raise my hand to wipe it, but let it burn my cheeks and seep into the pillow towel until it disappeared, just like My feelings with her had withered before it bloomed. "... Never see again."

I waited silently for half an hour on the bed, and made sure that Jiang Zhuo had left the palace. I immediately got out of the bed and forced the teapot on the table to the ground.

The crisp sound of the broken porcelain made the guard outside the door knock on the door nervously, and asked anxiously: "Your Highness? Your Highness?"

Seeing that I didn't answer, I pushed the door and walked in, just in time to see my figure lying on the ground pretending to be unwell. One of them ran out immediately. It should be to look for a royal doctor.

I clutched my chest, and whispered to the remaining guard: "You, go find your majesty, just say...just say this king wants to see her."

"But..." She looked at me hesitantly, wondering if she should do it.

Worrying that the guard who was led away would come back soon, I had to straighten my face and shouted in a cold voice: "Go! This king...cough cough..."

She was so anxious that she choked and coughed, but taught her to stop hesitating and rushed out immediately.

Seeing that this awkward adjustment of the tiger from the mountain had its effect, I hurriedly pulled out the prepared package from the bottom of the bed and hurried out against the corner.

According to the position and time that I have learned from the previous diaries, he avoided the fixed-point guards and patrolling posts, and came to the rockery agreed with Zizheng. From a distance, I saw him spinning back and forth in the same place. His little face was gloomy and he was seeing me. At that moment, his expression changed abruptly, and his expression of crying but not laughing seemed a bit weird.

I was in a hurry at that time, I didn't care, I just ran to him quickly, panting and asking, "Is it still too late?"

He nodded, and handed me a set of palace attendant's clothes.

He changed his clothes hurriedly, dressed as an inconspicuous little palace attendant, and followed him all the way to the Western Wall.

Not long after leaving the rockery, I heard the noise coming from the direction of Chaolu Temple, as if several guards had received orders and rushed towards there.

Realizing that my escape might have been discovered, and before too many people were disturbed, the entire palace was under martial law, and I had to get out as soon as possible-otherwise, there would be no chance again.

Hurry up, and finally came to the short cave that Zizheng said. There was no one around, and even the guards who had been guarding the autumn wind nearby disappeared. It was a golden opportunity.

Zizheng pulled away the cover and crawled out of the short hole first, greeted me as soon as possible.

Throwing the package to him, I once again looked back at the location of Chaolu Temple, slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, said goodbye to Jiang Zhuo from the bottom of my heart, and bent down and crawled out.

However, I never expected that when most of my body came outside the wall, thinking that I was about to escape to the sky, what was greeted was a heavy blow.

The moment before my consciousness was submerged in darkness, Zizheng's almost distorted smile reflected in his eyes-the wooden stick in his hand was the weapon that hit me.

……why?

I wanted to ask him in person, but suddenly fainted.