Song Langsheng was obviously very angry, but he couldn't say that I was the princess, and only the angry Zhenpao left.

Feeling aggrieved, I went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed for a while, before I heard a babbling sound as he pushed the door in.

He held a pillow in one hand and the quilt in the other hand and walked in front of me with a stern face, freeing a finger: "I'm used to sleeping outside!"

I:"……"

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for me to squeak, he picked up my pillow and threw it into the wall, put his pillow to the outside, took off his shoes and socks, sat down, and pushed me inward with his body.

I:"……"

When he was done, he put his bedding over his head.

I:"……"

After a while, he stuck his head out, said "turn off the light", and retracted his head into the bedding again.

I:"……"

So, Song Langsheng and Princess Xiangyi had been married for more than three months, and the first sentence he said was: I am used to sleeping outside.

The reason why this princess's hearts rise and fall is always indescribable.

After that, except for sleeping with different pillows at night, he was no different from usual.

Naturally, this princess is no longer giving silently and endlessly.

Even if I squeezed into the same carriage early in the morning, I would not change my face when I came across such a shameful thing when I returned to the mansion.

During the meal, I would never get tired of talking about what I saw, heard, thought, and thought, even if he didn't say a word, even if I burst into tears as soon as he walked out of the room, I could still say it with a smile on the next day. All kinds of fresh words.

How long did it take him to respond?

I can't even count.

I just remember that one day I had nothing to say and I told a very cold joke. The joke was so boring that even the little brother of the prince who laughed so low didn’t even raise his eyebrows, and after I finished speaking, I felt cold and sweaty. , Song Langsheng suddenly made a "puff". At that time, he was swallowing a mouthful of rice and nearly choked, so he hurriedly picked up the teacup and took a gulp.

I was dumbfounded and said, "Consort, are you laughing?"

Song Langsheng's face was flushed, and he said, "It has nothing to do with the princess, it's just that this joke is funny."

I:"……"

I screamed in my heart, I should have thought that the concubine had a weird laugh, why did I do so much useless work before.

As a result, collecting unpopular jokes that are not funny at all has become a hobby of this princess, and it has also become a good way to make the concubine of Song smile after dinner. It has also narrowed the distance between us unconsciously, at least later I speak He would respond to me with words like "um, oh, well, no, huh...".

Also, if I took him to accompany me to lie on the rough flat to watch the stars and the moon, he wouldn't be too strong to refuse.

Once he suddenly took the initiative to ask me: "Is Your Highness not sad?"

I looked at him in amazement.

His eyes looked at the stars in the sky: "I am like this, your Highness is not sad, isn't it sad?"

I straightened my head, my nose was a little sour: "Sad, sad."

He turned his head to look at me, I raised his hand and took his hand, I smiled, and felt the corner of my eyes slipping down, "But...at least I caught you, didn't I?"

That night, Song Langsheng didn't say a word.

It's just that I was sleeping soundly at night, and I vaguely felt that someone covered the bedding for me. I thought it was a dream, and I closed my eyes for fear of waking up. When I woke up the next day, the quilt beside my feet and neck was stuffed inside.

Judging from the past, there is always a common feature in the development of the fate with Song Langsheng.

As long as there are some good beginnings, the ensuing blows will surely defeat that trace of goodness.

On my birthday, I lured him into the boat and went out to sea to watch the fireworks. (→ Chapter 21)

He talked to me a lot, and there seemed to be a little gratitude and a little bit of gratitude in his words.

I was so happy.

After returning to the house, he was busy in the kitchen for a long time, and cooked a table of good dishes to share with him.

After sitting down, he remembered that the cooked wine had not yet been served, so he moved his chopsticks first and ran out of the door. As soon as he took two steps, he was really curious about what kind of food he had prepared with my heart, so he tiptoed back and looked in secretly from the door.

I saw him take a black pill from his pocket and was about to put it in my soup bowl.

I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cellar and didn't know how to move.

Coincidentally, a gust of wind whistled past, and the door opened in response. Song Langsheng's hand holding the medicine stopped in the air, turned his head, and looked at each other.

I saw him hurriedly retracting his hand and stood up, but because he was too hasty, the entire dining table was knocked over. I stared at the place, and what came to mind was starting from cutting radishes, occasionally cutting hands and getting oily The self that hurts, the self who haunts the royal chef every day to teach me about the taste of the dishes, and the self who admires Song Langsheng every night before he falls asleep and imagines that he tasted the dishes I made.

I asked, "Is it poison?"

Song Langsheng's expression was a little blurry in my eyes. I clenched my fists, tried to stand firm, and asked repeatedly, "Is it poison?"

Song Langsheng didn't answer for a long time. After a while, he said softly, "Yes, but..."

"It's over, us."

I say so.

I picked up the pills that fell on the ground, put them in the palm of my hand, and asked, "You and I are together every night, why is it difficult to kill me?"

His eyes were as deep as the sea, "This is forgetting the soul. Zhongsan people will forget their past, and it will take two years to recover."

I vaguely guessed something in my mind: "Why?"

I raised my eyes to see his picturesque brows, eyes like stars, and listened to him say: "Princess is smart, only if the princess forgets, will I have a chance to escape."

Hearing this, I took a long breath, my heart pounding with myriad thoughts and nowhere to vent, "Get out?"

Song Langsheng looked at me fixedly, "I want to leave the princess."

In the past, all kinds of things hit my heart like a mountain, and it was extremely painful, but I couldn't scold him, couldn't beat him, didn't even know how to say a cruel word, all kinds of things, from the corner of my eyes, dripping on the dark pills, I Self-mockery hooked the corner of his mouth, "If that's the case, then it's what you want." He raised his hand and put the pill into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the next moment his wrist was sore that he clenched tightly. Song Langsheng didn't know when he approached me and grabbed Wanghunsan with an unsightly expression on his face.

I thought I was hallucinating, and Song Langsheng's voice had a suppressed trembling: "Princess Xiangyi dares to love and hate, how could she ever be so self-abandoned? If you hate me, you should..."

I interrupted him: "I like you."

"I like that I can rejoice for a long time as long as I see you, I like that I can reminisce what you say to me over and over again, I like that I can throw away the air and dignity of a princess, I like to do anything for you, and I only want to think of you Being my concubine, I feel that I am the happiest person in the world..."

"But I like it so much... it seems that it can only end here."

The dim candlelight in the room flickered, and his eyes were full of deep pain. At a certain moment, I seemed to be confused again, so I covered my eyes with my palms, stopped looking at him, and turned around. Body: "Don't worry, I won't bother you any more with or without the medicine."

The white snow was melting outside the house, and for some reason, I suddenly missed the red maple that fell with my big brother that year.

I said, "Song Langsheng, from now on, I will never see you again."

"Take care of yourself."

Chapter Thirty

At dusk, the river flows like a mirror.

Looking up, the world was shrouded in the faint twilight.

I lay on the light boat, let the river wind drift without controlling the oars, and listened to fisherman songs sung in the evening.

I don't know where Song Langsheng can go after leaving the Princess Mansion, or what he is doing at the moment.

On that day, I thought that after he left, I would stay in the mansion facing the empty house, and heal the heartache for three years and five years. It was a dark future.

After returning to the house and thinking for a night, left a letter from father, saying that he wanted to increase his knowledge. When it was dawn, he slipped out of the city gate and rode a fast horse all the way to the south.

Fortunately, saw green shadows and green cliffs, flowers like brocade, and encountered many people and things. The gloom at the beginning gradually dispersed the vast world. Looking back on the past, from time to time, there is a glimpse of things, open-minded and transparent... …illusion.

All right. In fact, in the early morning, I was still sighing the wonderful meaning of taking a step back and opening the sky, turning my head and fighting for a long time with a young couple by the river for a rare fish.

The so-called step back to broaden the sky is naturally a step back from others, and the sky is broadened for oneself.

However, the young couple were local villagers, and more importantly, the fact that they were dressed in men's clothing made me lose the priority of women, so the fish was still grabbed by others.

The fisherman apologetically gave me two herrings. Although he was a little reluctant, because the fisherman was young and harmless and asked Ying to grill the fish himself, I still gave him qíng.

It was night. I was sitting in front of the fire on the shore, eating wine and fish while admiring the moonlit night of the chūn river. I was not sitting beside a handsome consort but a village fisherman.

When the wine was intoxicating, the young fisherman suddenly said, "Is it possible that my little brother is drinking too much?"

I was lazy to pay attention to him, but I heard him say again: "Drinking hurts my health."

I said, "You are a person who helps a couple to buy fish, and strangers who drink alcohol. You're really a lot of nosy."

The young fisherman looked at me with some embarrassment, and I said drunkenly: "Not to mention that some people would be so stupid that they would not buy a fish for a penny. That little lady changed her mouth when she was pregnant, not because of the flood of kindness and why..."

I vaguely heard someone shouting "Song Langsheng..." on the bank of the river. I was shocked and abruptly stood up and looked at it. When I saw it again, it was just a girl running towards the boy, calling "Song Lang".

I sat back down and continued drinking, staring at the fire where the fish was grilling in a daze.

The young fisherman next to me pulled me out again and said, "It's so close to the fire that smoke is brought to tears."

I wiped the tears from my eyes with my hands: "I was crying, not for smoking."

The young fisherman was completely stunned. He obviously didn't think that a big man would say something like "I'm crying" to another big man when he was drunk. you……"

I asked Xing to tear off my beard, untied my hair tie, and let my black hair loose with the wind: "Can I have tears now?"

I think I was so drunk that night that I didn't remember what I said later, when I got back to the inn and how and what happened.

It's just that when I regained consciousness, I felt the creaking and creaking shaking of the bed, and when my body shook uncontrollably, there was a thump in my heart. When I opened my eyes, everything was irreversible.

Oh, maybe the above sentence is ambiguous, but I mean...

earthquake.

The hangover made me sluggish, and the walls of the house collapsed in a blink of an eye. I couldn't avoid it. The falling beams and pillars smashed my legs.

In the palace, often heard hundreds of officials talk about natural disasters and disasters, and those in the upper positions have always fought their hearts and minds, and until this time... they felt powerless.

On the brink of life and death, many people flashed through my mind, the elder brother who left after the father and the queen, the younger brother of the prince, and... the concubine I was thinking of.No, he is no longer my concubine. At this moment, I don't know where to go to the end of the world. I will die soon. If he knows, will he be sad for me?