The autumn morning was foggy, the sun passed through the mist and then through the Shaman curtains, just a faint, soft and incomparably light ray, only to feel that the room was filled with a sweet smell, Mengzhu stretched out his hand, but it was empty, opened his eyes and looked, Situ Xiao didn't know when he had gotten up, the quilt was still warm, bursting out of his unique breath, she sniffed intoxicatedly, remembering that last night couldn't help laughing, this gluttonous ghost.

She reached out and took out the silk scarf from under the pillow, and the six blood-red little figures stood upright in the silk, and last night, he handed it to her: "I have carried it with me for more than three years, and now, return it to you." ”

She caressed the six words with her hand, "The sky is not old, the love is indescribable", she smiled again, her eyes were wet with laughter, and she still looked at it with hazy eyes, reluctant to let go.

"What's the matter?butler?" was Qinglian's voice, "the young marshal asked for something to send." Then there were the heavy footsteps of several people, and then Qinglian shouted in surprise: "When did you report so many ready-to-wear clothes, and the young lady hasn't gotten up yet." The housekeeper replied: "It was ordered by the young marshal, let each one be taken, and all the right size should be left." "Okay, let's leave this here for now, and then try again when the young lady gets up." I heard the footsteps of a few people going out, followed by Qinglian's incredulous voice: "Oh my God! It will take a few days to try this? ”

Mengzhu carefully put away the silk scarf, opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?" Qinglian. Qinglian pointed to the three or four big wooden boxes in the room and said, "Miss, what's wrong with my uncle? Look at the clothes in this room." Mengzhu looked through the crack in the door, burst out laughing, and said, "He wants to open a ready-to-wear store at home." ”

After breakfast, Mengzhu began to try on those clothes, tried less than half a box, was too tired to straighten his waist, Qinglian took chrysanthemum tea, sat down and took a sip, and the housekeeper called outside: "Young lady, Qinglian girl." ”

Qinglian opened the door, only to see a guy come in with another suitcase, Qinglian opened her mouth wide, "God, won't it, is there more?" Mengzhu also glared at the visitor, and the housekeeper said: "The young marshal asked the jewelry shop to send a box of jewelry, saying that he would choose some suitable ones and send a set of each one." Put on your clothes. ”

The housekeeper took the box from the man's hand and handed it to Qinglian, who opened it gently, only to feel that the room was full of brilliance, and all kinds of exquisite jewelry and diamonds were dazzling, only to make people unable to open their eyes.

The housekeeper took the guy out, Qinglian was still there with her mouth open, and she said for a long time: "Miss, my uncle still asked you to open a jewelry shop?"

Time passed imperceptibly from the fingertips, it was winter in a blink of an eye, Mengzhu's belly also bulged slightly, and on the day she learned that Mengzhu was pregnant, Situ Kun and Mrs. Qiao were very happy not to disturb their mouths, especially Mrs. Qiao, Mother Xu said, I don't remember what Miss looked like when she smiled, but she didn't disturb her mouth all day long.

Mengzhu didn't dare to say that it was a child conceived in Huaiyang, and Situ Xiao was not allowed to say it, so they all said when they saw it, how long has it been, and the belly is gone, I'm afraid it's a strong boy.

The young marshal's mansion was harmonious and quiet, Mrs. Qiao turned her attention to her future grandson, and treated Li Wenli and Situ Kun no longer so indifferently, sometimes, Mengsheng asked Mrs. Qiao and her aunt to play a few rounds of mahjong with the visiting generals' wives in the army, and she readily agreed.

No matter how busy Situ Xiao is in military affairs, he comes back as soon as possible in the evening, and makes porridge in the kitchen every day, bird's nest, lotus seeds, snow fungus, ginkgo seeds, and changes patterns every day, and feeds Mengzhu by hand, at this time of day, it is Mengzhu's happiest and sweetest moment, at this time, he no longer has a cold expression outside, sharp eyes, and only the warmth and love of a husband and father.

Mengzhu always smiled at him and watched him put the porridge to his mouth, gently blew two bites, and then sent it to her mouth, sometimes she said coquettishly: "Don't eat today, I'm not hungry." He would change his face and say very seriously, "No, you must eat." Then he changed his tone and persuaded in a warm voice: "Be obedient, be good, just eat a little, a little bit." ”

The front line has frequent successes, Li Yilin has already held heavy power, and has become a powerful faction of the Yu army in the south except for Situ Xiao, and even the old generals who originally followed Situ Kun are beyond the reach of the dust. He was full of ambition, just waiting for the time to avenge his father.

On this day, Situ Xiao had not come back very late, and Mengzhu fell asleep after waiting. In the dimness, he seemed to hear a slight movement in the living room, but he didn't turn on the light, could it be that he had come back? But every time he came back, he couldn't wait to enter her room.

She quietly climbed out of bed, gently opened a crack in the door, a strong smell of snow coffee came to his nose, Situ Xiao sat on the sofa, the smoke wrapped around him, and a snow coffee in his hand, the firelight was like a ghost's eye in the dark, he raised his hand and put it in his mouth and inhaled, the firelight brightened, faintly illuminating his frowning brows.

What trouble did he encounter? Because she was pregnant, he had never smoked here before, Mengzhu walked out softly and called, "Mu Xuan." As if startled, he hurriedly put his cigarette in the ashtray and said, "Are you awake?"

"Isn't there anything difficult?" Mengzhu sat down next to him and leaned on his shoulder. He hugged her and patted her lightly on the shoulder.

"What's wrong?Mu Xuan?" Mengzhu leaned on his shoulder, reaching out to caress his face, his face was angular, and he could feel the clear eyebrow bone and the high bridge of his nose, which was very skinny. He grabbed her soft jade finger and rubbed it lightly on his face, and said, "Mengzhu, Gu Liang has an accident, Siying is back." ”

Mengzhu was startled, withdrew his hand, looked at Situ Xiao and asked, "Mu Xuan, what did you say happened to Gu Liang?"

Situ Xiao gently swept his forehead with his palm, propped his hand on his forehead, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Gu Liang has sacrificed." ”

Mengzhu's brain was buzzing, Gu Liang sacrificed? That Si Ying waited for a long time, looked forward to it for a long time, and resolutely accompanied him in the artillery fire for him, and at her wedding last time, Si Ying still blushed and told her that the commander of Yujun, who was going to marry him at the end of the year, died? How could fate be so cruel? How could it be?

Situ Xiao didn't say anything further, he couldn't tell her, because his brother Li Yilin was eager for revenge, despised the enemy army, and blindly attacked without listening to advice, which made Gu Liang fall into the enemy's trap and the whole army was annihilated, and also gave the enemy a chance to breathe and make a comeback.

I saw Si Ying in front of Gu Liang's coffin the next day, and Situ Xiao attended with her.

There is only a black and white, black coffin in the entire mourning hall, a black coffin, a black veil, a white mourning dress, and Siying's pale face without a trace of blood and a snow-white flower in her hair.