Latest website: Su Mingan looked at Xiao Jingsan on the chair.

The young man covered his face and hunched his shoulders, completely losing his usual laxity. His pain and struggle were cut away in these few short laughs, like a knife scraping away at his flesh and bones.

The peach petals on the ground seemed to be a little wet, curling up and down. Su Mingan looked away and looked at the vast starry sky.

The night sky is so vast, as if it contains the expectations of all living things. During the New Year, people once wrote their blessings on Kongming lanterns and let them fly, like orange-red sparks. Perhaps they thought that in the sea of ​​thousands of stars invisible to the naked eye,

, there will be a bright light in their hearts. They will not know that the Kongming Lantern can never become a star, it will only fall.

Su Ming'an was wondering, during the years of being trapped in the palace, had the eldest prince ever released the Kongming lanterns with his own hands? Or was he trapped by the strict palace rules and couldn't even see the Kongming lanterns of the common people?

Did he write down his ideals in his own hand? Did he leave his blessings in his own hand?

During the days when you were locked up in the tower, did you eat Lantern Festival? Did you see the lanterns? Or could you only vaguely see through the small window the thousands of lights all over the mountains and plains in the capital? Or could you only smell them?

Smell the smell of your own blood and see the heat of cooking Yuanxiao rising from the eaves?

He may have really dreamed of the palace maids and the white fox many times. Although he could only lie weakly on the bed, they could hold his hand in his dreams and take him healthy through the countryside and through the wilderness.

Climb high mountains, jump across wide rivers, and see kites in the sky and chickens and ducks on the ground.

He will not abandon his responsibilities, so in the dream he will still be the eldest prince. But he will be a eldest prince who is loved by his parents, will not be locked up for blood collection, and can go out to play in the palace.

There will be candied haws on the street. He has never seen a real candied haws, so he will assume that it looks like a candied haws. There will also be people making clothes in the tailor shop. He has also never seen it, so he will

Imagine that tailors are so ingenious that they can make any kind of clothes.

There will be a shadow double behind him to help carry the bag. The shadow double has no ill intentions towards him and is just protecting him along the way.

if that is the case,

...It's really a beautiful dream.

Under the peach blossom tree, Xiao Jingsan seemed to be in this dream. His fingers were covering his face in vain, and he did not let go.

His shoulders were trembling slightly and his fingers were trembling.

He would never tell these secrets in his whole life, and would only keep them in his heart until death. But when he saw Su Ming'an taking the initiative to die, he felt like he was seeing that person again, and he really couldn't hold back his throat.

"Xiao Jingsan." Su Mingan said softly.

"I actually thought that even if no one in this generation of the royal family is suitable to be a donor for the alien king, I can still wait." Xiao Jingsan's voice was hoarse:

"Obviously I know in my heart that if I wait any longer, my lifespan will probably end, and it will be difficult to have another chance to resurrect the alien king."

"But I am still thinking wholeheartedly, hoping that you will be more selfish, greedy, and considerate of yourself, so that at least I can convince myself with the reason that 'you are not so similar'."

"But you have grown into the most beautiful person. No matter how blind I am, no matter how much I deceive myself, no matter how much I want to let go, I can't convince myself to give up this generation. I know very well in my heart that I can't wait any longer. No one can compare with me.

You are more suitable."

"——I must resurrect the alien king. This is my mission."

"——You must become a qualified monarch, this is also your mission."

"So, at that moment - I suddenly realized with a sudden collapse that none of us are actually people who would abandon their mission for each other. You will not become a cowardly and selfish person because you are afraid of death, and I will not give up resurrection because of my shortsightedness.

Alien King."

"None of us...were wrong."

Xiao Jingsan suddenly let go of his hand, there were still no tears in his eyes, just slightly red.

"No, it's me who's wrong."

"Obviously I had the purpose of becoming your shadow substitute from the beginning, but I still wanted to talk to you about so many stories outside the palace, teach you how to practice swordsmanship, and make you trust me... If it hadn't been for these things, maybe I would have

better."

"I've obviously been thinking about letting someone replace you, but it doesn't work."

"Feel sorry."

Su Mingan was silent.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why these fairies all had black hair and black eyes, because they were all alien king donors that Xiao Jingsan had been trying to cultivate for many years - as long as one of them was more similar to the eldest prince, he could replace the eldest prince.

fate.

Xiao Jingsan kept taking the eldest prince's blood just to cultivate these people. He first imprisoned the eldest prince to take blood - to save the eldest prince.

But, unfortunately, Su Shaoqing is the best.

No one is more brilliant than him, no one is better than him. No matter how they are cultivated or guided, these imitators cannot compare to him who was born so beautiful.

Xiao Jingsan has been doing something futile but shocking.

He is trying to create an artificial "original".

As long as he creates a person like Su Shaoqing, he can avoid Su Shaoqing's fate of becoming a donor. But no matter what, it just can't be done. So there are more and more black-haired and black-eyed people on the island, which makes him more and more desperate.

.

Some people are impossible to imitate.

In the end, Xiao Jingsan could only pick up the shackles with his own hands and cut a new wound on Su Shaoqing's arm - this was the first wound that was not meant to "save" but to "hurt".

Its purpose changed from "taking blood to create the original and saving Su Shaoqing" to "taking blood to harm Su Shaoqing and wait for Su Ming'an to come".

He killed his own idea of ​​salvation with his own hands. He dropped the tip of the knife towards his heart.

"Shao Qing, do you want to drink?" Xiao Jingsan raised his glass to Su Ming'an.

The fairies around him were silent and did not break his drunkenness.

Su Mingan raised the glass but did not drink it. He wanted the peach blossom wine just to lure Xiao Jingsan to drink it. Now that he had achieved his goal, he knew how much he weighed.

"I knew you couldn't drink." Xiao Jingsan laughed and raised his head to drink. The clear wine flowed down his chin and penetrated into the black collar. A few drops wet the wooden sign around his waist.

The three big characters [Xiao Jingsan] were still deeply engraved on the wooden sign, and the ink traces outlined wild carvings. No matter what time of day, he always remembered that he was Xiao Jingsan, not a person who triumphantly took away Su Shaoqing's identity.

At this moment, looking at Xiao Jingsan pouring himself a drink under the peach blossom tree, a hazy memory suddenly flashed before Su Mingan's eyes.

…

"Ding dong!"

[You got Su Shaoqing’s memory (Part 2).]

[You gain 50 Dream Patrol points.]

…

Under the peach blossom tree, a black-haired little boy was sitting on a swing, humming a tune.

"Beyond the screen window, the glacier jingles."

"In the first watch, the iron horse passed my room."

"In the middle of the night, the white bird is crying in its dream,"

"In the fifth watch, the bronze mirror accompanies the human figure. Everything belongs to you. One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi."

"The world is floating in the sky, and the blessings will last until dawn..."

The branch shook, and a large piece of peach blossom petals fell down, hitting the little boy. The little boy pursed his lips, raised his head and shouted to the branch: "Your Highness, stop climbing the tree. If grandma sees it, she will be frightened again."

The peach blossom tree moved, as if being showered by the spring breeze, with thousands of red and pink petals fluttering and falling. A young man poked his head out from among the tree branches: "Xiao Jingsan, I just want to see if I can see outside the palace wall if I climb this tree."

world."

"Your Highness, you have lost your mind." Xiao Jingsan shook his head secretly. If the eldest prince is so stupid, will he still be able to serve as a donor for the alien king in the future? He sighed: "Your Highness, your current position is in the center of the palace. This palace

Outside the wall, there is still a palace wall. Outside the palace wall, there is still a palace wall, and you cannot see it."

With a crash, another large piece of peach petals fell down, like a red blanket, almost covering Jamel Xiao's whole body.

Xiao Jingsan pushed away the petals on his body, feeling helpless.

Su Shaoqing jumped down: "Besides the palace wall, is there still a palace wall..."

Xiao Jingsan said: "Yes."

Su Shaoqing said: "Actually, I know."

Xiao Jingsan said: "Then why are you climbing the tree? Last night I just finished reading at Yin hour, and today I got up to study again before Mao hour. I'm really worried about you."

Su Shaoqing shook his head: "I know that there is a palace wall outside the palace wall. But I have to climb a tree to take a look to know how high it is outside the palace wall. I have to try it myself to know what is outside.

Will the palace walls not be able to block it? Will I be able to see outside the palace? I want to see what the moon looks like outside the palace."

Xiao Jingsan smiled and said: "That's not bad. Please keep this idea. However, there is no difference between the moon outside the palace and the moon inside the palace."

Su Shaoqing was surprised. He looked at Xiao Jingsan's face: "Don't tell me not to climb the tree this time?"

Jamel Xiao stood up, his eyes were deep for a moment, and then he quickly returned to his normal smile: "I can't change what you want to do. Isn't that the kind of person you are? It's just that I hope you can become better, and

Hope you don’t get any better.”

Su Shaoqing said: "What kind of contradictory psychology is this? Of course it should be the former. Even if it is not for me, it should be for the people."

...It looks more and more like it.

...and are increasingly meeting the requirements of donors.
To be continued...