MTL - Restart the Protagonist’s Way of Survival-Chapter 80 midyear

Linjing in the dog days is more unbearably hot than ever, the sleepiness and impetuousness caused by the high temperature wears down patience, almost no one can bear to work in this kind of weather - Bai Qingyang is an exception.

Bai Qingyang likes to wear light-colored dresses and some accessories that are not cumbersome, even if he is naked, he will be shocked.

In the Xuan room, only the ice in the cellar was slowly melting, and the steam that evaporated was struggling to reduce the heat in the air.

The summer sunlight is abundant and bright, obliquely shooting into the Xuan room, secretly touching her skirt.

She was dealing with all kinds of affairs in the court, immersed in her own considerations, and didn't notice anyone coming in at all. This person seems to be unaffected by the environment in his work, and he is also the kind of calm and rational professional elite in modern times.

For some reason, just because Bai Qingyang was doing nothing there made people feel peaceful and at ease.

I always feel that my whole heart has calmed down. Rather than saying that she is a woman from the Tian family, it is better to say that she is a woman from the Xian family.

Li Zichou stood by the bead curtain and watched, when suddenly a voice sounded.

"Hey? Your Majesty, what are you doing standing here?" Li Xunchao appeared from behind Li Zichou.

Li Zichou trembled in fright, afraid of being noticed by Bai Qingyang, he quickly made a silent gesture to her.

But it was too late, and Bai Qingyang was not deaf, so he raised his head and looked this way.

Li Zichou was a little embarrassed, not only because he was caught peeping, but also because of the smile in Bai Qingyang's eyes.

"Cough!" Li Zichou coughed in embarrassment, "What does Mr. Li want from me?"

"I was the one who asked her to come." Bai Qingyang put down the notebook and stood up, "There are some internal affairs that need to be checked. I can't find you, Your Majesty, so I can only find Director Li directly."

Li Zishou: "Oh, then, then I'll..."

"Your Majesty, this is your bedroom. Take a rest when you get back." Seeing that Li Zichou wanted to escape, Bai Qingyang stopped her first.

Li looking for: ...

There were a lot of things to do during the court meeting, and she hadn't come to teach Li Zichou for a while.

It's only been a few days, and the atmosphere between the emperor and the empress has changed so much, I always feel that the former is eaten to death by the latter.

Something is wrong!

Li Xunxuan left the gift list and ran away. She always felt that she shouldn't be here.

Li Zichou watched her hurriedly leave: ...what are you doing so fast?

"Your Majesty has been ignoring your concubines for several days, and your concubines thought that your majesty had forgotten your concubines."

Li Zishou: "..."

This is one concubine, one majesty, it really feels like the court is fighting for favor.

"Bai Qingyang," Li Zichou looked back at her helplessly, "Speak well."

Bai Qingyang smiled, as if he was really happy.

In the past few days, Li Zishou has been avoiding himself, trying to find a chance to have a good chat with her, but he can't find anyone. Who would have thought that this person was caught secretly hiding behind the curtain and peeping at him just now.

Li Zichou was still a little embarrassed, his ears were hot, Bai Qingyang looked at it, and felt that he had avenged her for laughing at him for sleeping on the desk last time, so he returned to sit in front of the desk in a good mood.

"The reward is finally willing to come to me."

Li Zichou laughed, and sat down opposite her: "This is where I sleep." Who knew you were critiquing papers here.

Bai Qingyang seemed to know what she was thinking, so he said very confidently: "The palace in the palace has good lighting, I like it very much." In fact, he came here on purpose to wait and see.

Li Zichou: "..." In summer, you don't think it's too hot for any lighting you want.

"The empress likes my palace so much, why not live in Tianshu Palace from now on." Li Zichou retorted.

Bai Qingyang was not to be outdone: "Okay, can I sleep in the main hall?"

Li Zifu's mouth is faster than his brain: "You can sleep on a dragon bed."

Bai Qingyang: "..."

Li Zichou: "..." Grass...

What did she just say? !

The air suddenly became quiet, and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, and the two just stared at each other rigidly.

"Uh... Qingyang, I have something to say." Li Zichou abruptly changed the topic.

Bai Qingyang: "What?"

"That's right, you..." Li Zichou thought about what Yang Dejin had said to her, and asked all of a sudden, "Is everything you said in Zichen Palace that day true?"

"What words?" Bai Qingyang didn't remember for a moment.

"That's what I said to Jerodelah."

Bai Qingyang remained silent, only frowned and looked at the lady in front of him.

Li Zishou was stared at unclearly, so he felt a little nervous: "Why, what's the matter?"

"Is this why you alienate me recently and don't talk to me?" Bai Qingyang asked.

"Hmm... no, no," Li Zichou nodded, "I don't know how to face you."

Although it was not Li Zishou's original intention to restrain Bai Qingyang, but she couldn't shirk the evil done by the original owner. Li Zishou still hoped that Bai Qingyang would get the best.

Bai Qingyang sighed softly, did not answer her question, but turned his head to look out the window.

The more Bai Qingyang remained silent, the more tormented Li Zichou felt.

Yuanchen's father was suspected of killing Bai Qingyang and Aye, and Yuanchen himself did not commit suicide.

Logically speaking, Bai Qingyang should hate her, but thinking that Bai Qingyang would treat her like an enemy, Li Zifu felt particularly lost and uneasy.

After a long time, she heard Bai Qingyang say: "Wai, what day is today?"

Li Zichou was taken aback, thought for a while and replied: "July 14th."

"Then, can you accompany me to a place today?"

Bai Qingyang was still looking at the branches outside the window, his eyes were a little sentimental for some reason, and there was a faint sigh in his throat, as if conveying distant thoughts.

Li Zishou didn't know, so he thought for a while that there was nothing important to do today, so he nodded, "Okay, where are you going?"

//

In Xushi, by the Qujiang River.

The sunset danced on the waves of the Qujiang River, rippling with the fragments of the golden crow, the accumulated temperature in the day faded, and the people on the river bank were full of voices, which was peaceful.

As night falls, the sky and the earth are dim, and on the surface of the river that cannot be touched by the melting gold of the setting sun, there are dots of shimmering light drifting with the waves.

Li Zichou looked at the starry river surface: "This is?"

Bai Qingyang: "Today is the Ghost Festival."

"So that's how it is," Li Zichou instantly understood, "Middle of July." The gate of **** is open.

It's only reasonable for Bai Qingyang to say that she... would be able to touch the scene and make her fall in love.

On the Hungry Ghost Festival, river lanterns are released to worship the souls of the dead, and paper ingots are burned to worship the land.

"Seven" is the number of changes, the number of resurrection, the way of heaven and earth, and the principle of the ebb and flow of yin and yang, all follow this number. ?

People put river lanterns on July 14th, worship the souls of the dead, worship ancestors and visit graves to remember their deceased relatives.

Li Zishou didn't quite understand it, but the ancients seemed to believe in it.

There are many small vendors not far from the river bank, selling some materials for making river lanterns, and of course there are finished products.

"Qingyang, do you want to buy it?" Li Zichou asked, pointing to the shop over there.

The two left the palace in plain clothes, not even bringing a few guards with them, and they didn't bring anything else with them except money.

"I want to buy it." Bai Qingyang nodded.

Bai Qingyang picked out a few lotus leaf lamps that were not bad in workmanship, and Li Zi paid for them, and gave the shopkeeper a generous tip.

The two chose a pebbled shallow, away from the crowds and quieter. Guards with knives stood guard not far away. They could see the situation here, but they couldn't hear the two talking.

"Here." Li Zichou handed over the ink pen.

Bai Qingyang took it, holding the lamp in one hand and a pen in the other, and wrote about the person he missed in his heart—Aye. After finishing writing, it seemed that it was too broad, and it was easy to collide with other people's river lights, so I added three small characters "clear" in front.

Bai Qingyang was squatting on the bank with her skirt up, and Li Zichou was watching this scene beside her, feeling a little cute and a little sad.

At the age of eighteen, in the era she lived in, many people hadn't escaped the protection of their parents, and they were not yet the age to face suffering alone.

But Bai Qingyang, who was once sought after by tens of thousands of people in Linjing City, lost everything she was once proud of at her age. Her father died in vain, and her family was ruined. The only two living relatives were her mother and Xie Zhi.

Due to practical reasons, she hardly ever saw Mrs. Bai, and the only time she sent it was under the arrangement of herself and Yang Dejin.

Why did Bai Qingyang have to suffer this kind of crime?

Li Zichou drooped his eyebrows and felt a little sad.

"Aren't you going to write?" Bai Qingyang looked up at her, and bumped into her loving and sad eyes without thinking.

She was feeling sorry for herself - Bai Qingyang came to such a conclusion.

Even if her face had brought her endless suffering, her distress at this moment did not seem to be fake, Bai Qingyang knew that she was loved by others.

This realization made her lonely state of mind a little clearer: besides mother and Xie Zhi, there was another person who cared about her in this world.

Bai Qingyang didn't seem to see the tears in her eyes, and forcefully put the pen into her hand: "Write quickly."

Li Zishou blinked, and managed to keep his normal voice steady: "I have nothing to write."

Bai Qingyang: "Don't you have parents?"

Li Zifu's mood collapsed for a second: "..." If it weren't for this situation, she would have thought that Bai Qingyang was swearing.

Li Zichou shook his head: "You know, they're not here."

Bai Qingyang looked at her thoughtfully.

She said "not here", not "not here anymore". One word short, the meaning is very different.

"It's because I'm not here that I want to write it." Bai Qingyang continued, "I don't want to read it."

Li Zichou looked at the starlight all over the river, hesitated for a while, but finally picked up a river lantern without holding back Bai Qingyang.

Since it is hurting to see things, it is better to put things in your hands, and the feelings of longing will come to your heart, and it will be difficult to suppress.

She didn't know the original owner's parents, and she missed her parents who were far away in another time and space, so the three words "Li Zishou" were also written on the signature.

"Let's let it go." Li Zichou said after finishing writing.

Bai Qingyang nodded, lit the river lantern in his hand, then pushed it into the water, Li Zixuan let it out as well.

Out of politeness and upbringing, she didn't look at what was written on Li Zifu's lamp, but only stared at her own river lamp.

The river lantern burning with candles slowly merges into the stars, carrying the overflowing thoughts of the strangers, and along with the water of the Qujiang River, it is passed to the place where the soul returns.

The author has something to say:

Bai Qingyang: Come on, follow me to meet the parents.

Li Zifu:? Terrible? !

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