He was startled that he hadn't seen her for eight years.

He never thought of being a king, the mystery of his life experience and the most important entrustment, he always hides it carefully, only wishing she could accompany her carefree, but in the end he still can't hide her.

After she left eight years ago, the smile on his face has been lost since then.

It was the most regrettable decision he had ever made in his life.

How could he fail to see the clues about those little tricks that used the secret guards, and the sadness she tried so hard to hide.

He knew too much about her stubbornness and resignation, and in order to keep her, he even thought about ordering someone to imprison her.

But she said she didn't want to.

She didn't want to compromise and live a secret and dark day in order to be by his side.

After he ascended the throne, he rushed out of the city. When he saw her back, he wanted to hug and walk side by side with her.

He chased after him like a madman, but saw Feng who was looking up at the sky slightly, and slowly closed her eyes.

There were still countless intrigues waiting for him in the palace, and he really couldn't bear to drag her into the troubles she was most tired of once again.

In an instant, he thought, maybe letting go and letting her fly freely would be the best choice for her.

Even if he was lonely all his life, he became the loneliest emperor in history.

He did not establish an empress and a concubine, and no one else could know of the hardships involved. He made Xiao Yixuan, the son of the late emperor, as the crown prince. At that time, the situation was unbearable. The crown prince was young, so he was stable. When both civil and military loyally surrendered to him, no one dared to mention the matter of standing up.

It had been five years since she left.

During this time, he sent people to search for her many times, but there was still no news. Tao Yuan, the director of Mingjian Division, said that she did not use any of Mingjian Division's power, and there was no trace of her at all.

He always remembered that she had said that when he was in power, she would come back at ordinary times.

He would often go back to their princess mansion and lie alone on the rough flat for star-gazing; he would also linger in her favorite restaurant and tea house, seeing women with a similar back to her countless times, but when they turned back Lost again and again.

Until that night, after the celebration banquet with Daliang, he invited General Lu Lingjun to take a walk. Lu Lingjun told him that he saw her.

He was incoherent for a while, and asked where he saw her and why he didn't bring her back.

Lu Lingjun was silent for a long time, then said: "I saw her in the rough land of northern Liaoning. She...is still so capable, and brought a whole group of merchants to sell silk and buy horses." After a pause, " It's just that she already has a husband and children, and they...seem very good, so I...don't dare to disturb her."

Seeing that the light in his eyes was annihilated, and seeing that he didn't want to believe it, Lu Lingjun said: "In the past, the minister even complained that the emperor let her go, but today, the minister only hopes that the emperor can let go of his obsession, and don't want to be trapped any more. deep."

That night was the first time he was drunk since he ascended the throne, the bedroom was empty and cold, and the moon was cold.

He staggered to the highest point of the palace wall, and the prosperity and splendor of the capital was close at hand. Except for the sound of his clothes, other noises were too far away from him.

He turned his head subconsciously, and behind him was the white snow, the vast expanse, and no one.

At that moment, even he himself didn't understand, he clearly wanted her to be happy, but he was afraid that she would be lonely, but at this moment, his heart was cut like a knife, and he even raised a lingering sense of anger.

Since then, he has never sent anyone to look for her.

He also thought about trying to forget about it with qíng, however, Rao is the beauty of those courtiers, how alluring the country and the city are, in his opinion, they are not as good as her. Closing his eyes, he can only remember the promise he made to her: she has only one wife in this life.

He could never forget her.

Hai làng tapped, and the wet wind blew on his face, pulling him back to reality from his memories.

A dawn light lit up the rose in the east, and further ahead, it is Dujiang Town, which is south of the Huai River.

The owner of the boat, Dong Xun, was over fifty years old. Seeing him looking out at the sea alone, he invited him into the cabin to drink tea and chat. Seeing the long scar on his wrist when he raised his sleeve, Dong Xun said, "This injury seems to be from a spear."

He said: "This is the injury suffered in the battle with Daliang three years ago."

Dong Xun was surprised: "I don't want Xiongtai to be a soldier."

He smiled lightly.

In the past three years, he has traveled twice in person. Although it was strongly opposed by the Manchu civil and military.

Even he couldn't tell whether he was doing this to completely expel foreign enemies, or to put himself on the battlefield and put aside all the futile lovesickness.

The two battles were all victories, and the Daqing military division not only completely expelled Liang Guo from the border, but also opened up a new territory.

It was only the second time that he was seriously injured, the enemy was poisoned on the sword, and he was about to be killed.

He didn't know how long he had fainted. When he woke up, he found that he was already in the bedroom, and the young prince by the couch held his hand and fell asleep. The prince was ecstatic when he saw him open, and told him that he had been in a coma for more than two months. He was about to open his mouth to speak, but the crown prince said again, "During your absence, everything in the court was safe and sound. Xuan'er did not disappoint the uncle of the emperor. It was very easy to survive this disaster.

The prince's eyes flashed with maturity and calmness that did not match his age. He looked at the prince quietly, and when he saw that the prince was going to summon the imperial physician to come in, he grabbed the prince and said softly, "No, tell the imperial physician, I couldn't make it through. Pass."

The crown prince looked at him in disbelief, and he smiled weakly: "Xuan'er can do well, I should accompany you more, but the royal uncle... I'm really tired."

His funeral was very grand. Of course he couldn't see it himself. Choosing to escape and leave was the most indulgent decision in his life. After indulgence, he didn't even know where to go.

He went all the way south aimlessly, and intentionally arrived at the small town of Guangling where he once lived, but the peach blossoms remained the same.

Until the drifting here, this vast sea, time is long, as if the mundane and common things are also far away.

"Master Song?" He suddenly came back to his senses when he heard Dong Xun calling his name softly. Song Langsheng has not used this name for eight years.

He didn't want to mention the past too much, and Dong Xun didn't ask any more. At this time, the boat arrived at the harbor. Seeing that it was dark and it was raining slightly, Dong Xun invited him to his manor to stay temporarily.

The carriage drove slowly, the outer walls of the manor were surrounded by green willows, and Song Langsheng said, "I don't want Mr. Dong's house to be so elegant." Dong Xunqian said, "The industry of Dujiang's generation is the old man's mistress. All, the old man is just taking care of it."

He was slightly surprised that this Dong Xun was a rich man in Jiangnan, and he never knew that there was another master behind him, but he was actually a woman.

The drizzle was drizzling, and there were many pedestrians. Although the town could not be compared with the hustle and bustle of the capital, it was simple and peaceful, peaceful and comfortable.

The carriage came to the front of the manor, and Dong Xun led the way. He opened his umbrella and walked in slowly, surrounded by green trees, flowers were blooming, and a clear stream was flowing from the stone crevices to the trees.

The clear and beautiful scene in front of him made people feel familiar, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward, but when he saw the flowing spring with a clear rhythm, the white jade was a bar, surrounding the pond, and the fish jumped up.

Her mind suddenly echoed her idle laughing words in Guangling: "A-sheng, one day we will have a lot of money, and we must change to a big house..."

He couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Just the two of us, what do we do in such a big place."

She longed to say: "Growing flowers in the yard, especially Tanghua... In the past, I couldn't grow so many flowers in the princess' residence, Liu Bo said that there were too many flowers to attract bees and butterflies... But I prefer to live in the garden... Oh, But I still want the big lake in the house, with a lot of fish in it, so that we can catch fish whenever we want..."

"I'm afraid you can't bear to eat the fish you raised yourself?"

"...It seems like this is also..."

He couldn't help but ask, "What else do you want?"

"Ah? Are you listening? Well, we have to plant maple trees. In autumn, we will take our children to swing under the trees and tell our stories to the children..."

When he looked back, this garden was actually full of begonia flowers, all of which were her favorite.

Dong Xun saw him stop and asked, "Young Master?"

He was stunned for a long time, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is there a maple tree in the courtyard?"

Dong Xun was a little surprised: "It was planted in the front yard, how would you know? My hostess loves maple trees very much, but she spent a lot of time..."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed to the front yard and walked around the corner of the porch, but saw the maple-red tree shadows dàng on the lake in the light rain.

A faint gust of wind carried a maple leaf and spun it in the air. He reached out to catch it, recalling her smiling when she was young, her eyes twinkling like stars: "Have you heard the legend about maple leaves? Those who can catch it before will be happy, and if you can share with your loved one the thousands of maple leaves flying and falling like snow, the two will never be separated."

He walked forward step by step, the swing beside the tree was swaying gently by the wind, as if all the haunting pasts were like a glimpse of light, a flower and a leaf, a frame and a frame, scattered in a light and light manner.

When got close to the swing, saw that the supporting wooden pole was engraved with: Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, always lovesick, naturally chūn knows it without realizing it.

With trembling hands, he stroked the familiar handwriting, the tears in his eyes piled up more and more, and at this point, he couldn't hold back and burst the dyke.

It was her, he knew it was her.

At this time, Dong Xun had already caught up. Seeing him so saddened, he was greatly perplexed, "Young Master...but what's wrong?"

He pushed back the tears on his face and said, "This yard is quite similar to the old man's mansion in the past. When I touch the scene and hurt it at the next moment, it makes Mr. Dong laugh..."

Dong Xun laughed and said, "Where, where..."

He asked, "I don't know if the owner of this manor is in the manor? Come down and visit in person."

Dong Xun shook his head and said, "A few months ago, my wife went out with the young lady, and she never came back. The old man came to take care of things on his behalf after receiving the letter from his wife, so you don't need to be polite here."

Hearing the word "Miss", he remembered that Lu Lingjun had said that she already had a husband and daughter, and he felt a little sad, "Since that's the case..." He wanted to leave, but he still had ten thousand reluctance in his heart. , he at least wanted to see what her husband's son-in-law looked like, how he treated her well, why she was married, and wrote the poem that belonged to them on the swing.

He hesitated again and again, and finally asked: "I don't know... this master is in the mansion, under..."

Dong Xun smiled slightly and said, "My wife has always been a single person, and there are no masters in the house. Everyone in this town knows about it."

He was shocked, "Only alone? Why, how could it be? Four years ago, someone saw her and her husband in the rough plain..." Having said this, he suddenly fell silent, and Dong Xun said, "Young master. Is it an old acquaintance of Mrs.

Seeing that he was speechless for a while, Dong Xun smiled again, "Young master has been in all kinds of strange behaviors since he entered the village. If this old man can't even see the way out, he has lived so many years in vain. Four years ago... ... Madam did take the young lady to the rough plain. If the old man expected it well, then the 'husband-in-law' is more than the old man's playful little girl pretending to be... But, young lady, it is indeed Madam's personal bones..."