When thirteen-year-old Xu Zhuchen came to the door of Zhennan Mansion, Zheng Chen was lying on the bed with bandages.
The day when Zhennan Mansion and the salt merchant Xu family had already severed diplomatic relations was exactly one month before Xu Zhuchen visited Zhennan Mansion. She eavesdropped on the roof with Xiaoyu and saw Aunt Lan slamming a volume of books on the table.
"It's really vicious. How can you be so docile when it comes to people who are close to you!" Lan Zhiqing's body was trembling slightly. She walked to the table and sat down, looking at Zheng Jingyi opposite, "What if this is He He?" Please forgive Lan for what Zhennan has done, and do not work together!"
This was the first time Zheng Yu saw Lan Zhiqing so angry. When she heard the words "If you don't agree, don't work together," she felt nervous and couldn't help but hold her sister's hand. Zheng Chen squeezed her hand and conveyed "peace of mind" to her with his eyes.
The two people in the room sat facing each other. Zheng Jingyi also put down the paper in his hand, looking serious.
"Qingmei, believe me, Zhennan Mansion is definitely not a group of people like this." He looked at Lan Zhiqing opposite, his fingertips ignited with heat, burning a few burn marks on the paper, "There are a lot of stakes on this Every one of them is extremely bad. Zhennan has always kept himself clean and will never let himself get involved in such things."
After he finished speaking, the burn marks on the paper spread, and the two pieces of paper were completely burned to ashes. Zheng Jingyi swept the ashes into the porcelain vat on the ground, where half the vat of ashes had already accumulated.
"You two, come down." Lan Zhiqing waved towards the roof. Zheng Chen and Zheng Yu looked at each other and wanted to pretend they weren't there, but Lan Zhiqing picked off a peach stone in his hand and threw it into the gap in the roof.
Zheng Chen was staring at the gap into the room when a round peach core flew towards her, which frightened her immediately. She quickly stood up and raised her hand to catch it, but lost her balance and almost fell.
Zheng Yu held Zheng Chen's hand tightly. She was still young and lacked internal strength. Zheng Chen didn't have time to use Qing Gong and almost took Zheng Yu with her. At the critical moment, Lan Zhiqing's peach core flew behind the two of them, and each of them hit it, finally preventing them from falling.
"Come inside."
Zheng Chen and Zheng Yu looked at each other and had no choice but to obediently climb down the pillars and down the roof.
Lan Zhiqing looked at the two people and said nothing for a long time. He did not blame them for climbing up and down. Zheng Chen felt bad in his heart and couldn't help but walk up to Zheng Yu:
"Aunt Lan, I brought Xiaoyu here. Xiaoyu didn't want to come."
Zheng Yu stood behind Zheng Chen and timidly raised his eyes to look at his mother. Lan Zhiqing flicked his sleeves and sat back at the desk, glaring at the two sisters holding hands.
Before she spoke, Zheng Jingyi coughed first: "You two, please clean your hands first and wipe off the dust on your body."
There were no guards or maids in the study, so Zheng Chen pulled Zheng Yu into the inner room. By the time they had cleaned up, two cups of scented tea had been poured on the desk, and a thin stick of incense was lit on the desk.
"You two have heard what we just said. Now, tell me, what is Zhennan's family motto?"
Zheng Chen rolled his eyes: "Writing books is to cultivate the world, to inherit the family and to respect the words..."
Zheng Jingyi coughed: "I'm not asking you to memorize the family tree! Xiaoyu, tell me, what is the family motto?"
Zheng Yu stood behind Zheng Chen and said in a low voice: "Yes... stay upright and impartial."
Zheng Jingyi stroked his beard and nodded: "Standing to the center, staying upright, and impartiality are the tenets that Zhennan Mansion has adhered to for hundreds of years when it guarded southern Xinjiang and Zhongzhou Mountain. In these years, although Zhennan Mansion has declined, it still adheres to This is a family motto.”
"I, Zhennan, have cooperated with the Xu family in Meichuan for several years. Thinking of your mother's sister-in-law relationship, I have never had any doubts. Now what Xu has done has crossed the bottom line, hurting others and himself, and bullying the heavens. If we destroy our ancestors, we have no intention of continuing to cooperate."
"From now on, everyone in our Zhennan Mansion is not allowed to have any interaction with Meichuan. As the noble sons and daughters of Zhennan Mansion, you two should set an example and restrain yourselves. Do you understand?"
Zheng Yu nodded. She held her sister's hand. She really didn't like this atmosphere and wanted to leave impatiently. She pulled Zheng Chen's hand, but Zheng Chen didn't move.
Lan Zhiqing and Zheng Jingyi also noticed something was wrong. Lan Zhiqing looked at her and asked, "Aji?"
Zheng Chen was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said with a smile:
"Okay, I understand."
"But I don't want to."
Xu Zhuchen was stunned for a moment and asked: "What?"
Zheng Chen closed his eyes, his head resting softly on Xu Zhuchen's shoulder, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. She choked a mouthful of blood and laughed softly: "I said, I don't want to."
"You can break my hands and feet and tie me up with bandages. You can control my memory so that I can't go anywhere."
"Zhu Chen, you can do anything, but you can't change my heart." The sky in front of her was covered by ice bit by bit, the skylight dissipated, and her voice gradually weakened, "My heart said, I Not willing."
She resisted in order to see Xu Zhuchen.
She resisted in order to be able to leave Xu Zhuchen.
The memories from many years ago were intertwined with the present, but the contradiction between the past and the present made her want to laugh. Zheng Chen's blood flowed into Jun Yan, and his whole body became cold. The firelight on his wrist gradually turned into dots of crimson light spots, shining in the dark ashes, like eyes shedding blood and tears.
Xu Zhuchen stood in front of her, gently stretched out his hand and covered Zheng Chen's long hair.
The coldness on her body was so piercing that when she stroked her black hair, her long hair was already covered with a layer of ice. The thin layer of crushed ice spread over her body bit by bit, and before long, her body was wrapped in ice.
"...Azadirachta." She wanted to let go, but was afraid of losing the warmth in her arms, but when she put her hand down, she could only feel the cold ice shell.
Those flickering firelights were frozen in the ice shell, almost losing their luster. Xu Zhuchen finally pushed Zheng Chen's body away with trembling hands.
"Ah, you said you couldn't stay here. You said I was forcing you and controlling you. How could I not despise what I did?"
"Ah, you want me to let you go. If you were me, would you be so cruel?"
The ice shell had already covered the two of them, and the skylight dissociated and dispersed in the ice, turning into a misty gray color. Xu Zhuchen squeezed Xiao Mei's shoulders, but did not wait for her answer for a long time.
Xu Zhuchen waited for a long time and saw Xiao Mei closing his eyes tightly, his pale face without a trace of blood. Xu Zhuchen panicked, and she shouted in a low voice: "Azadirachta, Xiaoli?"
Still no answer. Xu Zhuchen became nervous. She mobilized her internal energy and quickly injected it into Zheng Chen's acupuncture points. The internal energy flowed through her meridians, but did not wake up her body. Xu Zhuchen overused his internal energy, his eyes were red, but he still did not wait for her answer. .
There was deathly silence in the ice shell, and Zheng Chen, wrapped in thin ice, quietly closed his eyes. Xu Zhuchen was completely panicked, her arms were shaking, and her whole body was convulsing as if she was cold.
The solid ice squeezed inward, making a creaking noise. Xu Zhuchen channeled his internal energy, but the cold internal energy was rejected by Zheng Chen's body and turned into a piece of ice crystal. In a hurry, she channeled her breath through her mouth. Before her inner energy could be transferred, two drops of clear tears fell suddenly, hitting Zheng Chen's frozen face.
"...Ah? You are lying to me, right?"
Two drops of tears fell, which immediately melted the ice on Zheng Chen's face. She suddenly opened her eyes, but there was darkness in those bright eyes.
"Really, little liar, I want to make you cry for a while longer."
Wei Wangban's will melted into Xu Zhuchen's loose consciousness and captured her will almost instantly. Before she lost consciousness, she saw Xiao Mei's eyes.
Ah, those are the eyes of "Zheng Chen".
The ice shattered, and the faint blood color in Zheng Chen's eyes faded, turning into a bright amber color like melted candle tears. She fell to her knees, held Xu Zhuchen's body, took out the two people's oath of unity and held it in her hands.
The next moment, she used all her strength to lift Jun Yan, cut her own hand, and then thrust the bloody sword blade into Xu Zhuchen's heart. If you advance an inch, your heart will be cut off; if you retreat an inch, the blood will not fuse.
The blood spread on the white clothes on Xu Zhuchen's chest, and drops of her blood fell on Xu Zhuchen's face and hair, like stagnant rain, silent in the world. Zheng Chen knelt on the ground, and the ice crystals on her skin peeled off piece by piece. Her skin was cracked by the ice, and blood marks burst out silently. She said somewhat dullly:
"General Jing, can you promise me something?"
Xu Zhuchen in her arms opened his eyes, his dark eyes filled with helplessness.
"I'm convinced by you little guy. Well, half of my body is still sealed by you, so I can't refuse, right?"
Zheng Chen no longer had the energy to tease her. She pulled out her sword and immediately lost strength, her long hair hanging down beside Xu Zhuchen like a waterfall. She smiled lowly and said, "Thank you very much. I know that you can build barriers in the sea of consciousness. Please set up barriers to make Zhu Chen forget about me."
"Let her forget Xiao Mei, forget the hand in hand along the way, forget these days and nights."
"Forget all this, let's... never meet again."
After saying these words, she could no longer hold herself up and leaned on Xu Zhuchen. A cool fragrance of grass and trees filled her heart and mind, like a glacier irrigating the grass and trees, but it was so cold that she couldn't help crying. Zheng Chen closed her eyes and refused to look into Wei Wangfan's dark eyes. She gently touched Xu Zhuchen's cold skin and murmured:
"Zhu Chen, there is no Peach Blossom Spring in this world, and we are not from Wuling after all."
She heard Wei Wangfan's helpless laughter and vague teasing, which seemed to ask her to open her eyes. Zheng Chen opened his eyes slightly and saw the falling snow gradually covering their bodies. Under the sunlight, Xu Zhuchen's white hair turned black bit by bit.
"Haha, Zhuchen..."
Wei Wangfan seemed to be still saying something, but she could no longer hear him.
The sun has risen and the polar night has passed. Zheng Chen and Xu Zhuchen are like two bloody men, lying bloody on the ice lake. Before long, the story that happened here will be forgotten by everyone, and everything that belongs to "Xiao Mei" will melt quickly under the sun like the white snow on the green peak.
She finally killed herself again.
