My Lady is well

Chapter 193 Ending

Shen Yueyao vaguely heard a noisy sound in her ears, like someone chanting a spell, and occasionally the sound of bells.

She slowly opened her eyes, and something stuck to her forehead partially blocked her vision.

She raised her hand to take it off, and looked at it carefully in front of her eyes.

A piece of bright yellow paper with a pattern painted on it with cinnabar or something that she couldn't understand. It smelled a bit unpleasant, like a talisman.

"Wake up, wake up, Yao'er is awake..."

Shen Yueyao turned her head and saw a face that was both strange and familiar.

She sat up from the bed in shock and shouted in doubt.

"mom?!"

He Li excitedly reached out and patted her arm hard.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

"You deserve it, you little girl. You've been sleeping for three days. I sent you to the hospital for a checkup and they said you were fine, you just fell asleep. The doctor said there was no reason to keep you hospitalized."

Three, three days?!

Shen Yueyao obviously didn't believe what she said and looked at everything in front of her in astonishment.

A woman wearing a cloth strip and a sheep-head mask spoke in a gruff voice.

"For 1,000 RMB, WeChat or Alipay?"

He Li smiled at her and discussed.

"This person is awake now, can you give me a discount?"

"We agreed on this at the beginning. I shouted for a whole day before she woke up. It's not easy to earn a little money."

He Li glared at her, slowly took out her cell phone and scanned a thousand yuan for her.

Shen Yueyao was still in a daze and it took her a long time to react.

She's wearing it back?!

He Li sent the man away, came back to see Shen Yueyao, touched her forehead and asked.

"Are you okay? Does your head hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital for another checkup? Were you really asleep? I was worried about you for two whole days. Aunt Shen next door said that you lost your soul and wanted someone to call your soul back. Hey, I didn't expect that she actually called it back."

Soul calling?!

So everything she had been through these days was just... a nap?

This, this is too incredible.

She looked down at her wrist, which was slender and white, and she was not wearing anything.

It was as if the red rope had never existed, and everything seemed like a dream to her.

Awakening from the dream, no trace left.

He Li touched her head and saw that she looked a little confused, and said with a little heartache.

"Okay, tomorrow is Chinese New Year, you can take a rest for a while, and we will go to grandma's house later."

Shen Yueyao nodded dazedly, and He Li got up and walked out of her room.

Her brows furrowed and she touched her phone, which showed that the battery was only 10%. She stood up and put the phone on the desk to charge it, then took out her computer and opened the novel that showed it was finished.

Eager to see his own ending.

"Noble Concubine Chen drowned in the Bichi Palace. She died."

Shen Yueyao almost vomited blood and started complaining.

"You're the one who died. I was the school's swimming champion in junior high school. The first time I went to Bichi Palace, I fell in love with it. It's by the water, which is a natural advantage for me to run away. Otherwise, how could I dare to go there alone? If it wasn't for a mysterious force pulling me underwater that day, I would have run away long ago."

After she finished her angry complaints, he patiently continued reading.

"The emperor stood in the rain for three days until he fainted.

After waking up, he summoned the Queen and Concubine Wen Shu, and handed the second prince Zheng Yao over to Concubine Wen Shu to raise.

He summoned Jin'er alone again and listened to her talk a lot about Shen Yueyao's past.

Since then, the emperor never set foot in the harem again. He worked hard to govern the country, reverse the decline of the Jin Dynasty, and restore the prosperous and peaceful atmosphere.

Ten years later, under the banyan tree in the backyard of Jingxin Temple, there sat a monk named Kongsi with a red rope tied around his wrist.

In the evening, the wind blows and the snow flies, but my heart is still filled with dust. All I see is the same old things that have grown old together.

Shen Yueyao's lips moved, her eyes were moist, and a crystal tear slowly flowed from the corner of her eye.

There was a little pain in my heart and I murmured softly.

"Since you have not yet gotten rid of your worldly desires, why are you still trying to become a monk?

Isn’t it good to be an emperor?

Why cling to what is already lost? "

"Yao'er, let's go!"

Shen Yueyao's thoughts were interrupted and she quickly responded.

"coming."

Shen Yueyao got up, took a shower, changed her clothes, and then went out with He Li.

Snow started falling from the sky, and it was all white. It seemed as if she was reminded of the courtyard of the Zelu Palace again, and she was slightly startled.

It only takes half an hour to drive to grandma's house, but there was a traffic jam today, so He Li drove for an hour before arriving.

Her thoughts were a little confused along the way, and she was still immersed in that gorgeous dream.

"What are you standing there for? Come over and help me carry the things."

"Oh oh oh."

Shen Yueyao came back to her senses and went to the trunk to help move things upstairs.

It was her aunt He Wen who opened the door. When she saw Shen Yueyao, she hurriedly pulled her in and said.

"It's Yao'er, come in quickly, come in quickly."

The aunt took the things in her hand and put them on the table. She hugged Shen Yueyao affectionately and sat on the sofa. She looked at this delicate and pretty niece and praised her.

"Oh, after not seeing you for a year, Yao'er has become more and more beautiful. Is she a junior now?"

Shen Yueyao responded with a smile.

"Yes, auntie. I will graduate in one year."

"What do you want to do after graduation, Yaoer?"

“…I haven’t thought about it yet.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Ask her if she has a boyfriend and how she is doing in school? ...

Song Huai, my aunt's younger brother, came over with a bag of potato chips in his arms, ready to watch cartoons.

The aunt stopped him, pinched his chubby little face and asked.

"Song Huai, this is your third year, right? How did you do in the final exam?"

Shen Yueyao looked at him sympathetically. Since she went to college, she had finally gotten rid of this problem that had frightened her for more than ten years.

Song Huai's mood suddenly dropped to the bottom and he didn't even feel like eating potato chips.

"It's obvious that I didn't do well in the exam."

"..."

On New Year’s Eve, grandma cooked a large table of dishes, all steaming hot and full of the flavor of home.

Shen Yueyao was a little dazed for a moment as she listened to the conversations and laughter of a group of people around her.

Is everything before my eyes a dream or an illusion?

"It has nothing to do with romance. I am waiting for your reply with this preface. I am writing a poem with my pen hanging. The waves are rolling on the shore. How can I explain the word love? No matter how I write, it is not right..."

Shen Yueyao's cell phone rang. She saw that it was a call from her best friend Luo Luo, so she stood up and smiled.

"I'm going to the balcony to answer a call."

Cousin Fu Zhihan teased.

“The ringtone is quite retro.”

Shen Yueyao smiled, walked to the balcony and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Yao'er, have you finished your meal? Come out and watch a movie."

"not yet."

"Then come over quickly after you finish eating. The location has been sent to your phone."

Shen Yueyao looked at the falling snow, dancing softly in the air, like a dream.

After a long while, he said "OK" quietly.

After she finished her meal, she took a taxi to the location as scheduled.

The streets are bustling under the lights, the glass curtain walls of the tall buildings reflect the neon lights, and the white snow is rippling in them, shining brightly.

There were some fine snow particles on her scarf and clothes, and she bent down and patted them off.

"Shen, Shen Yueyao."

Shen Yueyao paused when she heard the voice, her heart skipped a beat, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the moment she looked up, a familiar feeling lingered around her body.

Jing Ruzhang stood there with a cold face. He was wearing a black coat, with a tall and straight figure. He still had that familiar and handsome face, but with a little more vicissitudes. The gaze he gave was still as hot as ever.

He stepped forward and stretched out his trembling hand. His slender fingertips rested on her snow-white cheek, and a piece of red rope was revealed on her wrist.

His trembling eyes stared at her deeply, as if confirming her existence.

There is some fine snow between the eyebrows, the light is flowing, and the tenderness is hidden.

There was a clear smile on the corners of his lips, and his eyes were filled with tiny gleams in those few breaths.

He pulled her into his arms, closed his eyes, buried his head in her shoulder, and there was a hint of grievance in his cold voice.

"Shen Yueyao, I finally found you."

Shen Yueyao rested her hands under his armpits, not knowing where to put them. After a moment, she slowly placed them on his back and patted him gently.

Her eyes flashed a few times and she felt her brain was a little slow.

She wanted to ask, why was he here?

Feeling his body trembling slightly, she felt a little bit sorry for him.

The laws of fate in this world are beyond her understanding.

It was her shallowness that dazzled her eyes and confused her mind under the dim lights, unable to tell whether it was a dream or an illusion.

Only the warmth in his arms is real.

She was the summer wasteland in his heart that could not be covered by the snow, could not be burned by fire, could not be cut by a knife, and when the wind blew, the weeds covered the sky.

He said: "Shen Yueyao, for the rest of my life, I only want you."

The rest of their lives - it's long, and they have plenty of time.