She suddenly opened her eyes and saw that the world in front of her had been replaced by a touch of black, and he was concentrating on tying the belt around her neck.
Seeing her looking at him in surprise, Su Jingqian chuckled and said, "It's autumn. I saw that you were wearing thin clothes, so I asked Zi Shu to get my cloak. You can make do with it."
"You..." Lin Wanwan's eyes moved, she looked away and asked softly, "Aren't you angry?"
"How can you not be angry? Do you know that if you succeed in getting them to bring the news back tonight, all my years of planning will come to nothing."
Su Jingqian stared at her with a smile, complex and subtle emotions flashing deep in his eyes, which was a deep meaning that was difficult for her to detect.
He changed the topic and seemed a little helpless, "But, somehow, suddenly, I'm not so angry anymore."
He smiled so calmly, but only he knew that he was obviously full of anger and anger towards her various calculations, and even had the intention of torturing her, but when he saw her with tears in her eyes, she was stubborn The moment he raised his head, his heart felt like it was being grasped tightly by an invisible big hand, causing a dull pain in his internal organs.
At that moment, it seemed that all the anger and disappointment were not so strong anymore.
When Nuan Yan said that she would use all her spies to find Yinghuocao for him, at that moment, her heart suddenly softened. The strong will that had supported him to walk alone in the darkness for all these years was actually a little shaken.
But it was only in that moment that he never regretted the move he made that year.
Su Jingqian's words made Lin Wanwan feel very confused and puzzled. She looked at him with doubtful eyes. He was never an easy person to talk to.
At that time, King Yong supported his own troops, bullied his youth, and wanted to seize the throne from him, but he tolerated it for two years before taking action. With one strike, the knife rises and falls, clean and ruthless. He also killed everyone under his command, whether they were surrendered or not, leaving no one alive. He threw King Yong's broken body into the mountains and fed it to wild animals, and even asked historians to write that King Yong was an ignorant and vulgar person.
That year, the bloody storm stained the sky of the entire Dongchen Kingdom. The sixteen-year-old king stabilized his political power with resolute and iron-blooded tactics. From then on, no one in the Dongchen Kingdom dared to deal with it. The young monarch was half-disrespectful, and there was no disloyalty in the entire court. It was also that battle that made the monarchs of the other three kingdoms, who were watching from afar with ill intentions, no longer have any contempt for the young new monarch.
Now that she almost destroyed his chessboard, he was so generous that he didn't care? How could this make Lin Wanwan feel at ease. The doubts in her heart were like countless intricate threads, tangled and entangled, and she couldn't figure them out no matter how hard they were.
Su Jingqian did not answer the doubts in her eyes for her, but took a few steps forward. Seeing that she had not followed, he sighed imperceptibly, then turned around and spoke quietly, "You don't have to worry about it. Although you didn't do this to help me, in the end my goal has been achieved, and the rest is not important. Moreover, Rong Sui asked me to take good care of you. When he is free, I’ll come to pick you up.”
Hearing his frank answer, the intricate threads in Lin Wanwan's heart broke instantly. She couldn't help but feel that she was a little ridiculous, but she wanted to bypass the simple word "profit" and look for other answers.
When you create a cocoon and tie yourself up, you are often the only one who is tied up.
How could she not understand that if it weren't for the fact that Beiming and Xijing's hidden thorns had been successfully pulled out and he had achieved his goal, how could he not pursue all his plans? Even with Rong Sui's instructions, he would not Kindhearted and soft-hearted.
The stars in the sky were bright and dim, and she couldn't quite understand his expression at the moment. She just heard him pause and then said, "Do you want to go to Beiming?"
"I didn't expect that there is still a connection between you two."
When Lin Wanwan said this, it was as if she had swallowed a dose of Coptis chinensis in her throat, with a lingering bitter feeling.
He and Rong Sui still kept in touch. No wonder he knew that there was Rong Sui's person among the Beiming spies. It has been seven years. Except for the brief moment six years ago, he has never contacted her again, not even a few words or an ordinary letter.
She twitched the corners of her lips, and that slight smile pierced Su Jingqian's eyes deeply.
"You want me to go to Beiming?"
"What's wrong with Beiming? Rong Sui is there. After all, he is the person you love the most."
Su Jingqian bit out the last four words very hard, as if there was an air of hostility in them.
Lin Wanwan's eyes darkened, and a hint of disappointment quietly flashed across her eyes, "Are you so impatient to drive me away?"
The wind seemed to be particularly wild tonight, and Su Jingqian's robes were blown loudly. He just stood silently in the wind, his beautiful peach blossom eyes flashing brightly and darkly as he looked at him from a distance. of light.
He was clearly only a few steps away from her, but he felt so far away, as if there was an insurmountable gap between them.
As soon as I think about it, the world is just around the corner. Once a thought is extinguished, it is so close to the end of the world.
"You should know that on the day you insisted on entering Tianshu Pavilion, I had no intention of letting you stay in Nanling."
Yes, that day, it was obvious from his words and deeds that he was extremely reluctant to stay. If he hadn't deliberately provoked and forced him, bet he was worried about Fomalhau and still cared about his old relationship, how could he have let go?
"So you started to be wary of me from that moment on?"
He stared at her silently, with an extremely deep and solemn look in his eyes, and a touch of unspeakable sadness.
"You shouldn't get involved in the current situation in Nanling. I can probably guess the purpose of your trip. You don't have to use yourself as bait. If I didn't plan to take action in the Blood Clothes Pavilion at the beginning, what are you doing? I’m afraid my calculations will be in vain.”
Lin Wanwan's heart tightened, but she still looked calm and calm on the surface, "But you still took action."
Su Jingqian gently closed his eyes, covering up the inexplicable emotions floating in his eyes, "Today, I owe you a favor. I make you a promise. What do you want?"
When Lin Wanwan heard this, the stars in her eyes seemed to fall instantly. She looked at him faintly, and there seemed to be countless unspeakable sorrows hidden in her silent eyes.
In a daze, time was spread out on paper, and memories were spread out into ink. The piece of paper stained with ink marks was the promise he owed her.
The floating worries passed through the dusty memories. I still remember that night, the clouds were clear and the wind was long, and the stars were bright. They sat side by side on the roof——
She put her chin in her hands and looked up at the stars in the sky, "Can wishing for the stars really come true?"
He supported his chin with one hand and stared at her intently. There were wisps of tenderness in the corners of his lips and eyebrows, and even the cold wind around him seemed to have become much gentler.
"Why do you wish on a star? What do you want? I promise you."
"Will Ajin agree to whatever I want?"
She looked into the depths of his eyes, and there seemed to be a burning light in them, like two small clusters of flames ignited in the dark night, with a faint expectation.
"As long as it is what you want, I will try my best to get it for you."
"I hope that Ajin can be like the bright moon in the future, bright and clear, and the moonlight is melting. Let your light dispel the darkness, illuminate your subjects, and be a prosperous and wise king."
She smiled solemnly, "This way, I can see you when I look up at night."
His low and melodious laughter seemed to warm the cool night a little more, "Don't worry, even if I return to Dongchen one day, I will write you a letter. If you want to see me, I will come right away." Pick you up. It may be difficult for me to be the moon on earth, but——"
His pair of peach blossom eyes looked at you, and the light in his eyes was stronger than thousands of stars. "I promise you, no matter whether the road ahead is dark or not, I will always light up for you."
There was a faint fragrance floating in the night, and the fallen flowers under the trees were blown up by the wind and scattered into the stars in the sky. They fell silently to the top of her heart, turning into a trace of unstained expectation.
But she was so happy that she forgot that no matter how beautiful the night was, dawn would eventually break.
In the long river of time, those ignorant feelings will eventually dry up.
The once beautiful beauty will eventually turn a little red, imprinted on the heart, and turn into cinnabar, no longer hot and eye-catching.
But as long as you cover it with your fingers, it will be like a dead tree blooming with spring.
Then, memories flooded back and everything was as before.
