Ninety-ninth bowl of soup on the other side (9)

Every time I saw Jing Xiang, the emperor felt a sense of awe. After all, his father is not very reliable. He is still a child's character when he is old. He was basically brought up by Jing Xiang when he was raised since childhood. But these years, the emperor is in a high position, sitting on the world, what a beauty. Haven't slept, what baby hasn't seen? Just because he had enjoyed the fireworks in the world, he couldn't understand what Jing Xiang was thinking.

How can anyone be willing to live such a life? What is the difference between being alive and being dead?

It is worth mentioning that although the emperor treats the beauty of the country like all emperors throughout the ages, he does not pursue the immortality of immortality. This is still inherited from the unreliable Taishang emperor. He was an emperor when he was alive. To be blissful in the world, if you want eternal life, it would be too greedy.

That’s why he established the prince, so he didn’t worry about whether this great song could last forever. When he was in power, he worked hard and chose an excellent heir. He fulfilled his duties, and the rest is the good fortune of future generations. .

The emperor can think well, so he eats well and sleeps well. He is a hedonist, so he unswervingly persuades Jing Xiang to be happy in life and not to have too much pain. But after so many years of persuading, he also glared at the blind man, and it was of no use.

When Qing Huan saw Jing Xiang again, his whole body was no longer alive. If it weren't for breathing, it really looked like a still painting. After the grand prince's ceremony was completed, he took the lead to leave. But as soon as I returned to Xiangfu, I heard that the lord of Chang'an was visiting.

The tea in Xiangfu is good tea. Qinghuan drank two cups before waiting for Jing Xiang to return. He didn't seem surprised at her visit, but asked her, "What's the matter?"

Qing Huan lowered her eyes slightly, and then smiled faintly: "I just want to ask my grandfather if I am obsessed with it."

They are all smart people, and they don't have to be circumstantial.

"Yes."

The expected answer. This is like a fixed dream, there is no way to stop or change it, because everything has already happened, and what really made Qinghuan feel good fortune was she found out that she had to send him this journey herself. "In that case, Lord, I wish you all your wishes come true."

Jing Xiang raised his eyes to look at her. The two eyes met in the air, as if they had traveled through infinite time and space, and it seemed that nothing had happened, and gradually returned to peace. Jing Xiang actually didn't quite understand what Qing Huan meant by this sentence. From his point of view, she was a junior with a name that made his heartache. He didn't want to see her, let her approach, or even hear her voice. It's all because of the feeling of being inhumane.

But he noticed that the little girl in front of him was not really a simple girl who didn’t understand anything. She had a secret in her body, but Jing Xiang didn’t want to know the secret, so she didn’t explore it. Not curious.

However, at this moment, she blessed him to achieve what he wanted.

"I really can't understand that when people live or die, they will have obsessions that cannot be put down or forgotten. These obsessions persist and form their last breath in the world." Qing Huan put down the tea cup in his hand. The expression is gentle and natural. "How powerful a person's soul is depends on his own character and thoughts, and also on whether God loves him. But no matter who it is, anyone who is trapped by obsession will not be free in the end."

Jing Xiang listened in silence.

"What the sage master did, to me, is like a shadow puppet show that has already been performed. I watched it in the audience, and the sage master walked on the path that he decided step by step after setting the scene. I said too many people. If you obsess over the past, you will lose the future. It is not alarmist. The grandfather must have known this truth, but he still made a choice."

"Then, since the grandfather is so persistent, I will give you a chance to see if your obsession can be eliminated in the end."

Qinghuan stood up, stretched out her right hand, and spread it out. I don’t know when, her palm bloomed with a shining red light, and then she let go, and the other flower seemed to have her own consciousness. Entering Jingxiangzhihai, his eyes flashed red, and then everything recovered as before, as if nothing had happened.

That was the appearance he had transformed, and it was also his final ending. Everything was his choice, and Qing Huan would not interfere. Do not force him to let go, nor give him a future.

He wants a chance, then give him this chance.

But it's only that.

His final ending is the sea of ​​blood-colored flowers that grow in clusters by the bridge. There is no more Jingxiang, no love or hatred, no obsession, just a sea of ​​flowers, starting from Guimenguan, along Huangquan Road, extending to the side of Naihe Bridge, to lead the way for the dead who walked on the bridge.

And forever, to accompany her.

If this is the ending he wants.

When Qing Huan first came into this world, she knew she couldn't change anything. This world will only exist in the past forever, because people in this world are only willing to live in the past.

He can't let go of obsession, so don't let go. He wants to live forever, then live forever. But all these have only happened here, in this short span of decades.

Because his true soul has long since dissipated, turned into that sea of ​​blood-colored flowers, no matter how unconsciously, there is no memory.

Body, desire, emotion, heart, memory, soul, obsession.

He no longer owns these.

Qing Huan sighed softly. She didn't look back at Xiangfu. It was like a frozen black and white photo, gradually becoming obsolete, gradually aging, gradually breaking and dissipating.

She gave him the power of immortality. The other side flower dripped into her blood, giving him a long life, giving him a division of his soul, and giving him a last long sleep in Wangchuan.

The day she passed away, this story should end, and the living should no longer punish themselves with sins, because the dead will never come back. She and the self before she was alive are no different, so no one in this world has ever recognized her again, and she has regrown her heart.

Soft, fresh, tolerant, and compassionate.

Otherwise, she would not return here for his obsession, nor would she accompany him through those worlds. Fortunately, he finally let go, forgot her, and forgave himself.

Qing Huan returned to the palace. Qi Fuming has not yet returned. With the princess, several side concubines quarreled endlessly, again for some trivial matters. If the princes were there, they would not dare to be so presumptuous. Only when the princess had a good temper, they would dare to judge. As a result, the battle was in full swing. Suddenly, I saw the little princess sitting aside and laughing at Yan Yan, holding his chin to watch them, and his expression was quite like watching a show.

In the end, they are all face-saving people. The little princess is the darling of the prince's son. They don't dare to provoke them. They lose their manners in front of the little princess. If the prince knows it... the concubines quickly retired, leaving the princess sighed: "I really want to be annoyed by them."

But although she said this, she smiled on her face: "Sister, don't laugh at me. The son of the world works hard every day, and there is only this I can do for him. My sister is a fairy-like character, don't laugh at me."

"How come, my sister-in-law is very well." Qing Huan laughed.

She went to see her grandfather and elder uncle again. Grandfather was too old to climb the mountain and refused to ride the carriage. Uncle was so angry that the father and son had a big quarrel. The next morning, one of them entered with a stinking face. After leaving the carriage, one was riding a horse to look after him, and his aunt smiled secretly.

The emperor’s cousin was newly hooked on a beautiful exotic woman. He was reluctant to think about Shu. Apart from going to the queen’s palace, the time was basically spent on this exotic beauty. He even learned how to wear a husky. Serve the skewers, the nephrite is warm and fragrant, so happy.

Aunt Qingnu lived like a fish in the old master's house. She was the one who served the master, and the whole master's family respected her very much. When she offered incense to the old master, her face was extremely peaceful, and she could no longer see the pungent appearance of her youth.

Everyone is living well, and there will be times of sadness, but it will always pass, happiness will soon replace those indescribable sadness, look forward, walk forward, don't look back, just let go.

after that.

The Qingwang couple's deadline has come, and the couple passed away, and the juniors gathered around them in tears.

The Taishanghuang was seriously ill, and the medicine was not effective. Before he died, he still smiled, holding the hand of the queen dowager, remembering the two met when they were young, and rejoicing for the whole life of the enemy.

The general and his wife were also very old, and they were buried together.

…

The people she used to know are slowly leaving. But life is like this. With separation, goodbye will shake people's hearts; with death, you can fall in love more suddenly when you are alive. These make up the world and the heart.

These are supposed to be, aren't they?

Let the past pass, don’t yearn for the future, because the future will always come.

The most important thing is to grasp the moment.

Jing Xiang's age is also old, and he has a very long life in his old age, but he has reached the end in this world, and then he made his own choice. Before he died, he was accompanied by students. The emperor and Qi Fuming were both by his side. The two listened to the old man on the bed with short and short breathing, and his eyes were red.

This person who taught them to adults will finally leave like other elders.

Qing Huan took a look at him last, using her original appearance. His eyes were lost, but he seemed to be in the dark. He saw her and even reached out his hand to her. Qing Huan sighed softly and said in a low voice: Huangquanbiluo, never see each other.

It's true, I won't see you again.

Your future has just been revealed, but for those future joys that have already been experienced, this is the end of Jing Xiang.

Everything is the end, everything is the beginning.

The author has something to say:

I like the number nine, so I still choose to end in Chapter 9.

If there is an update next, it should be some typos and BUG revisions, and there will be no more extravagances and stories.

Thank you for your company all the time. Qinghuan wants to say goodbye to everyone. Thank you very much.

After leaving Wangchuan, I hope to meet everyone in the deserted sea.