At that time, she was not yet thirty years old. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Shi squeezed his daughter's hand hard: "Every time I see him now, I feel like an illusion." ”

Just like she looked at Taiwei, looking at this girl who grew from the flesh and blood in her womb day by day, it was also like being in a fantasy. Night, day, moon, sun...... Constantly alternating and circulating......

The days passed in a blink of an eye.

But she never really forgot it.

Those crazy words, to this day, still linger in her mind. is like a heart-rending drama, which has clearly ended, but the aftermath is still lingering.

Jiang Shi retracted his five fingers, and his tone was swaggering and desperate: "I know that it was a dream, an outrageous and senseless dream, but even so, I still can't forget it." ”

Her subordinates unconsciously used force, and their grip was too painful.

But Taiwei didn't withdraw her hand, but just put her other hand on the back of her mother's hand.

Mother's hands trembled in the darkness.

Too slight has a momentary rush.

Father is dead?

Father died in a mother's dream?

She knew that her father would not live a long life, but her father was still alive and well. What my mother said just now was also a few years ago......

Not the point in time she knew.

Taiwei looked at her mother steadily: "You just said that your father died in your dream a few years ago?

Jiang's face was as white as paper, without any blood.

Taiwei continued: "Do you remember such a long time ago?"

If so, how amazing would that dream be?

Jiang Shi muttered: "It's a dream at that time......"

She had never talked about it in detail, but every detail of that dream was engraved in her bone marrow. Because it was so real, every moment seemed to be immersive, she opened her eyes and woke up, but it was still like in a dream.

She had to go crazy to have such horrible dreams.

Jiang's voice became softer and softer, almost to himself: "After the country was broken, many things have become different. ”

In today's world, people are no longer allowed to talk about the past.

Those bloody rains that poured into the sky, those mountains of heads and corpses, no one dared to mention it again.

In that troubled world, it was as if it had never existed in a trance.

Jiang suddenly reached out and wiped his face.

It was full of tears, gurgling, like a stream flowing.

Her palms were wet and pale as a dead man's hand.

Every line has an ominous aura.

Jiang Shi choked up and was speechless.

Taiwei leaned close to her, raised her hand to cover her sight, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, mother, close your eyes and say slowly, Aunt Qiao is here to accompany you." ”

I don't know why, listening to my mother's words, Taiwei's heart also swelled with an unspeakable pathos.

She didn't want to make her mother uncomfortable.

But the mother's knot is incomprehensible, how can it be healed?

Of course, physical injuries can be cured with medicine, but what about the heart? After years and months, the pus and blood are not removed, and the depression is not removed, how can it be improved?

She doesn't expect her mother to be reborn after one night, but as long as her mother is willing to speak, willing to confide in the unhappiness hidden in the depths of her heart, all this has a chance to change.

Otherwise, as soon as the weather is cold, the wax moon will come......

Does she have to bury her mother again?

Taiwei sighed at night like a dying old woman, seeing all the vicissitudes of life.

Jiang listened one after another, and felt a lot more relieved when he heard it.

Just like what Taiwei said before, it's just a dream, what really can't be said.

If she can talk to her about dreams, can't she mention it?

Jiang Shi took a deep breath and said softly, "Your father is not what he is now in my dream. ”

Even if the Jiang family doesn't go out, they know what kind of reputation Jingning Boqi Yuanzhang has now.

Her husband was a "famous" courtier.

Jiang said: "After Emperor Jianan descended, there were still many people below who were unwilling to bow to King Xia. Your father is one of them. ”

Hearing this, Taiwei's eyes widened in surprise.

Jiang Shi was blocked by her hand, he couldn't see, and he didn't know her shock.

After a slight pause, Jiang suddenly asked, "Aunt Qiao, do you know the Taihe Palace?"

Taiwei was stunned for a moment, and muttered again: "...... Taihedian, what's wrong?"

Although she has never entered the imperial city, she still knows about the Taihe Palace.

Jiang Shi didn't speak, only gently grabbed her hand, and then little by little, slowly moved her hand away from his eyes.

The eyes that appeared behind him were full of sorrow.

Taiwei was stunned, and asked again in a low voice: "Mother, what's wrong with Taihedian?"

Jiang's tone suddenly became very calm: "Your father refused to defect, and was killed by a sword on the Taihe Palace. ”

"What?" Taiwei was shocked and sat up from the bed.

Perhaps the dawn is approaching, and the interior that was originally bright is gradually becoming very dark again.

Even if the lights and candles were still burning, they couldn't stop the constant darkness.

It was as if a gust of wind was blowing by.

Taiwei looked at her mother in surprise and said, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

When my mother said, "Your father died a few years ago in your mother's dream," she was surprised, but she was still calm. Life and death are fate, let alone dreams?

But such a way of dying was something she had never imagined.

Taiwei asked, and hurriedly said, "You saw it with your own eyes in your dream?"

Hearing this, Jiang Shi frowned.

She also sat up from the bed, looked at her daughter and shook her head, "You ask that, it's ...... There's really no ......."

The Taihe Hall is the place where the new emperor ascended the throne and held the ceremony.

How could she go?

Even in her dreams, she hadn't been.

Jiang said: "I didn't see that scene. ”

If you see it, I'm afraid it's even more uncomfortable.

But Taiwei asked the key: "Since you didn't see it, how do you know that your father must be dead?"

When Jiang Shi heard this, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Because that dream is very long." Although I did not see the scene in the Taihe Palace, I saw his corpse. ”

I don't know if the murderous sword was not sharp enough, or the person who wielded the sword had lost his strength.

Qi Yuanzhang's corpse still has a head attached to it.

Crooked, it won't fall off, like a broken puppet.

It's soft and collapsed, and it can't stand no matter how it stands.

Jiang said: "Look, is this dream weird......

It's too weird to think about it.

However, when she thought about it like this, she looked at her mother's expression and realized that something was wrong.

When my mother talked about her father's death in her dream, she was sad, sad, sad and regretful, but all of this added up to the eyes that her mother had seen when she looked at her.

Although she was young, she also remembered how desperate and helpless her mother looked at her.

- There must be something else going on in this!