"It's hard to part with the old lovers, right?"

This sentence was as sharp as a needle, which suddenly pierced into my heart. My brows frowned slightly, and my steps subconsciously stopped.

But the room became quiet.

After a while, Mu Hua's sneering voice sounded again: "I can remind you that she has been an emperor's woman. If you want to take a concubine or something, you must first be prepared to deal with the emperor."

"Don't think about it."

"I'm thinking a lot? Then what are you going to bring her back after chasing her for several days?"

The room suddenly fell into a suffocating silence. After a long time, Huang Tianba's low voice said with a hint of fatigue: "I'm tired, I'll talk about anything tomorrow."

"You are tired, of course you are tired. When you see the sweat towel, you go to find her desperately. How could you not be tired? But now, you are in front of you, and it is convenient to do whatever you want. Should you do tomorrow? "

"Mu Hua!" Huang Tianba's tone was a little heavy, but after calling his wife's name, he was silent for a moment, slowed down and said slowly: "I went to find her because I knew that something must have happened to her. Otherwise, the emperor would not be in Yangzhou. She was wandering here and still made a living by selling embroidery. Now she wants to escape from Yangzhou. I went to save her, not what you thought."

"Not what I thought?!"

There was a sound of rumbling through boxes and cabinets in the room, and then with a bang, Mu Hua seemed to have slapped something on the table and said, "Then tell me clearly, what's going on?"

I was shocked and didn't know what she took out. Huang Tianba was silent for a long time. When he spoke again, his low voice seemed a little weak: "I said that this is just a jade flute."

"It's just a jade flute. Humph, I don't think it's that simple."

“…”

"She kept talking to you when she was in Yangzhou. How many times have you ever told me in private? "

"Mu Hua, that's already a thing of the past, and Qingying and I are not what you think."

"It's not what I thought, what's that? Why did she give you this jade flute? What does she mean?"

"I have said many times that this jade flute is not from Qingying, but she gave it to me on behalf of Pei Yuanchen. The whole thing has nothing to do with her."

"You lied to me!" Mu Hua suddenly shouted, with a little choking in his voice, and he said unwillingly: "You are obviously unforgettable to her old love, right? It's just that she is the emperor's woman that you are not with her. Now that she has left the emperor, you don't have to worry about it!"

"What are you talking nonsense?"

"I didn't say nonsense! Over the years, I have asked you to throw away this jade flute so many times. You just want to stay and see things and think of people, right?"

“…”

"Say it!"

Huang Tianba finally sighed, as if gritting his teeth, and said, "No."

"You are lying!"

After Mu Hua finished speaking, he started to cry. The sob cries seemed particularly sad in such night. But when I listened and listened silently, I felt like there was a stone in my heart, which was getting heavier and heavier, pressing down so hard that my breathing was almost impossible to continue.

I don't know how long it took, but her crying still didn't stop.

Huang Tianba's shadow was cast on the window. For some reason, maybe because he was very thin, the shadow looked particularly thin and tired. His back, which had once been pressed down on the top of Mount Tai, bent slightly at this moment, slowly walked to Mu Hua, squatted down, and looked up at her.

"Mu Hua, it's getting late. Get off early and stop crying."

"No!" Mu Hua choked and said loudly: "If you don't explain it to me clearly today, you won't sleep!"

"You-what the hell do you want me to say?"

"Speak, tell me what happened to you and her! Tell me if you like her!"

"no."

"You lied to me!"

...

I slowly turned around and walked back to the room step by step. Although I had been resting for a long time, I felt so tired that I was exhausted as if all the strength in my body had been drained just now. When I pushed the door open, almost everyone was about to fall down.

And just as I walked back to the room and closed the door, the door on that side was suddenly opened.

I stood in the room, watching the familiar figure walk out through the crack in the door. The door behind me was open and the lights were brightly lit. I could still hear the broken sound of something falling to the ground, which seemed particularly harsh in the night.

Huang Tianba stood at the door, silently raised his head and closed his eyes.

Under the moonlight, his face was suffocatingly perfect, but it was covered with the most heartbreaking Cang.

I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes and walked out without looking back.

.

I also know that I shouldn't have gone to him at this time, but looking at the naive expression and tired expression on his face just now, my heart was still like a knife cut.

No wonder he is so tired and feels so helpless when he returns home.

How tired is a person who is already so that he feels tired even when he returns home?

I stood with the door frame for a long time, but pushed open the door and walked out. In the monastery behind me, Mu Hua was still crying and throwing things. The broken sound made people feel ache. When I walked to the gate, I saw Huang Tianba jumping, jumping onto a towering tree in the distance, and slowly sitting down.

The bright moon in the sky, and the bright light that shines down thousands of miles seems to condense the whole world with a layer of frost, and there is a cold that spreads from the heart. His silhouette is reflected in the moonlight, as lonely as an eternal ghost.

I held the door and looked at him from afar, looking at the low night scene. Lanterns were lit on the stone corridor beside the spring water, shaking by the night wind, as if the light in front of me was about to go out at any time, and the wind blew on my face, causing a coolness. When I reached out to touch it, it was wet.

I just realized that I was already in tears.

I lowered my head and was about to turn around and leave, but when I turned around, I found a person slowly walking behind me, but Qian Wu.

There was a hint of dull pain on his face, and a little indifferent. He looked at me, then looked at the figure outside, and then sighed a long time.

.

“It’s been two years.”

When Qian Wu spoke, there was a little helplessness in his cold and hard voice. It could be seen that some scars were also imprinted in his heart.

I choked and said, "Has this always been the case?"

Qian Wu shook his head gently.

"After leaving the imperial city, Mr. Huang insisted on leaving the sect, and even did not hesitate to commit suicide, and was seriously injured. In order to protect him, his wife also gave up everything she had in the sect... Later, the two became kinship, and after they got married, they went to a nearby town to live in seclusion."

“…”

"At the beginning, the relationship between them was very good. The husband and wife followed each other and raised their faces together. During that time--" Qian Wu said, a faint smile appeared on his face, which was used to being cold and hard: "It's a rare time for Master Huang to be relaxed and happy."

"What about it later?"

"Later..." Qian Wu's brows frowned slightly, looked up at the moon in the sky, and sighed: "You know that Master Huang looks like that, there will inevitably be some people - he can't always stay at home without seeing anyone. In this way, the lady started to get angry and quarrel with him."

“…”

"It was to not want to trouble and not want the wife to continue arguing, Mr. Huang sold the town house and moved here."

No wonder, this place is so far away from the market, and there is no shop in front of the village and behind it. Although it is quiet, it is too remote and has a bit of inconvenience in daily life. It turns out that it is—

"Mrs. I also sent the servants from my family, leaving only some older ones. Later, even the embroidery girl in the town could not come to the door. I handed over anything to the people in the embroidery workshop before sending it. Master Huang originally thought that this would be enough, but he didn't ask about it anymore, but the lady showed that he was carrying the jade flute you gave him."

My throat choked.

"Actually, it's not just that jade flute," Qian Wu sighed and said helplessly: "There are always quarrels between the two of them. Later, Mr. Huang started going out to hunt. Two or three months at a time. When he came back, he could be quiet for a few days, but after a few days, he would quarrel again, so he went out again."

As he said that, he sighed: "The tiger and wolf on the nearby mountains have almost been beaten by him."

...

No wonder, I walked on the wild road for several days without encountering any danger, nor encountered a hunter. It turned out that it was his "credit".

But the more this happens, the more sad I feel.

I never thought that the great hero who was once known as the uncrowned king in Yangzhou City and who carried the sufferings of the people on his shoulders would have lived like this over the years.

He and Mu Hua clearly fell in love, but why did they become like this?

"Miss Qingying," Qian Wu said, looking at me with a very sad expression, and said, "It's not that I don't want you to come. Among so many people, only you and Mr. Huang can really say something, but when you come - you see it, he can't even hide."

“…”

"I don't know when this torture will end for him."

Qian Wu has never been a talkative person. He would rather bleed than talk to others. But tonight, he said so much to me, and every word was infinitely exhausted and helpless.

I know that over the years, it has not been easy for him.

I nodded gently: "I understand."

Speaking of this, there is no need to say anything more. Qian Wu looked at me apologetically and said softly: "It's too late, you'd better go back and rest early."

"Um."

I nodded, watched him turn around and leave, and looked back at the figure sitting on the treetops, as perfect as a statue, but lonely.
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