this day. Kamitsu. It was a day of mixed peanut trees, but it rained in Chang'an City, and the entire capital was covered behind a light curtain.

The spring rain was dripping and endless, and the tone hit the peach blossoms on the branches and Li Jianxi's bare feet.

She walked alone on the official road on the outskirts of the city, her clothes were in tatters, and she couldn't distinguish the red brocade and green satin she had been, and she didn't know where to throw a pair of embroidered shoes, so she was barefoot, and her jade feet were also covered with inch-thick mud.

Her face was like gold paper, her eyes were blue, her face was as pale as a dead person, her skeleton was so thin that her cheekbones protruded, and her eyes protruded outward, and the little face couldn't hang her facial features, and she was about to fall off. The exposed skin on the top and bottom of the body was blue and purple, and it bumped out of nowhere, and the blood and dirt were mixed together and scabbed.

She just walked. There is no soul, and there is no spirit.

Staggering, swaying three times in one step, her eyes widening in vain, muttering to herself, the rain washed her like a chicken in soup, as if she was going to fall down in the next moment.

The former princess of Great Wei is now only like a beggar. Even worse than a beggar.

Some people passing by with umbrellas didn't recognize her at all, but just covered their noses and quickened their pace, scolding in disgust, "Crazy woman, stinks to death".

However, such Li Jianxi laughed.

Step by step, head south. She was walking along the south-facing official road, towards Wuyue, close to Jinling.

used her own flesh and blood to finally walk back to her mother's hometown.

She hadn't remembered it for a long time. The mother is from Wu Yue.

It is a Wu Yue woman with small feet like a golden lotus, Wu Nong's soft language. has slender eyebrows and eyes, a soft and waxy voice, and likes to put a white Qionghua between the hairpins.

Then he beckoned to her and smiled at her gracefully.

Her name is Nannan.

"Jianxi" is her title as a princess, and people call her "Li Jianxi", but she uses the title as her name, but she has forgotten her original name for too long.

The name that only her mother calls her by, the name that only Wu Nong's soft language can call.

Babble.

……

The spring rain was like a cow's hair, soaking through the clothes. Li Jianxi shivered with coldness, and the dead ash between his eyebrows was thickened again, but a peach-like smile spread from the corners of his lips.

Come to think of it. I remembered it all. That's nice.

Mother, I'm back.

……

Her name is Li Nannan. The mother is a lowly palace maid in the Huanyi Bureau, but her father is the emperor of the Ninety-Five Supreme. Once drunk with imperial wine, I saw that my mother's appearance was somewhat similar to Concubine Chang, so I was confused and had her.

Since then, there has been a little maid in the Huanyi Bureau.

There is an extra small wild * species in the history of Tong.

Da Wei did not have more than one princess.

Because her mother's identity is too lowly, after giving birth to her, she has no position, and she is still beaten and scolded in the bureau to do laundry, and even with her is not accepted by the entire Daming Palace.

She never wanted to think about how she got through before she was ten years old.

……

Her head was pressed by the so-called royal sisters, and she was soaked in the laundry bucket over and over again, and the soaphorn bubbles in the bucket suffocated her almost suffocated, and the coquettish laughter of the royal sisters was piercing.

"The sixth princess is a turtle, and the sixth princess is a turtle......"

Her "royal sisters" often gave her "delicious things" containing arsenic. The dosage is well managed, it won't be fatal, but it's enough to be painful.

"Come and see the little slut rolling...... Little cheap hooves learn donkey to roll for miles......"

Even when he happened to meet his biological father in the palace, the emperor who was powerful all over the world, he waved his hand to drive her away like a dog with embarrassed and disgusted eyes.

"I was confused back then, why did I have you to ......?"

……

Only the mother is the only peace. The damp and cramped firewood room behind the Huanyi Bureau was the only place she could laugh.

The mother saved up the rags that other palace maids didn't want, pieced together little by little, re-cut and mended, and made colorful clothes for her, and she could even change them for ten days.

"After all, it's a girl's house, even if the conditions are poor, you have to dress up beautifully. ”

The mother picked up the leftovers that had just fallen in the bucket to eat, but exchanged her share of food and clothing with a few books for others, and used them to supervise her reading, and saved her monthly money to buy her the best meat.

"My family's face is like a peach blossom, smart and clever, and I will marry a good husband in the future. ”

Her mother never restrained her actions. She dislikes the dirtiness of the Huanyi Bureau, runs out to play all day and night, envies the prosperity of Daming Palace, and is unwilling to go home, and her mother will only say a word with guilt.

"Be careful. ”

……

That's what my mother said the most.

seems to foresee that she will step into this chess game in the future, tossing and turning in endless calculations, like walking alone on a thorny night road, for the mother, she doesn't ask her to win or lose, she doesn't ask her to be rich, just wait at the door of the house, and tell this sentence.

Be careful.

What I want for my mother is just your peace. Live a long life, be happy and healthy.

Until she brought the poison of the queen to her mother, and her mother also stroked her head with her eyes, and only said this sentence: Be careful-

My mother doesn't hate the emperor, she doesn't hate fate, she only hates herself, and she can't give you what you want.

If your mother can't give it to you, the queen can. If you want to change your life, your mother will change it for you.

I just hope that in the days when my mother is away, you smile like a flower, and you have a quiet time.

……

So she went too far on this road, lost in this game for too long, forgot the woman who always smiled gently, forgot her original name, and forgot how to call "mother" for too long.

She hadn't called "Niang" for too long.

……

Li Jianxi stumbled on the muddy official road, his face became more and more pale, and his eyes became more and more distracted, but he remembered that his footsteps were towards the south, tens of thousands of miles away from Jinling.

She was so tired.

She wanted to go home.

She misses her mother.

I want to throw myself into that warm embrace, listen to her call herself "Nannan", and I will never get tired of listening to it for a lifetime. Then he didn't go anywhere, so he stayed with her and accompanied her to pick up leftovers.

Anything is good. As long as there is her.

"Mother...... Mother...... I am back...... Mother ......" Li Jianxi murmured in a low voice, delirious like a dream, but the last tenderness bloomed in his absurd eyes, like a child who is only able to babble.

Babbling. This "mother".

……

If her mother gave her this life, now she will return this life to her mother.

If the rule of the chess game is one life for one life, then she will hand over this life and only ask Hades to release her mother.

I just ask my mother to come back.

Just take me home.

You gave me my life.

Give you back.

……

Li Jianxi suddenly burst out with a brilliant smile. She saw a woman in coarse cloth clothes standing at the end of the official road, with slender eyebrows and eyes, hairpins and hairpins between her hairpins, smiling at her gently, and Wu Nong spoke softly and gently.

Babble.

Mother called her.

It's time for her to go home.

"Mother. I am back. Li Jianxi stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the woman, but he felt a blackness in front of him, and then his legs were weak.

With a pop, she fell into the rain, a huge splash of water and mud splashing all over her face.

But she crawled on the ground in vain, struggling to reach out to the woman—

However, what her fingertips touched was a pair of clean embroidered shoes.

Li Jianxi raised her eyes in confusion, a bamboo bone umbrella was reflected at the bottom of her eyes, a beautiful and rouge face, her eyes barely crossed the bottom of the sobriety, and her expression was complicated: "Xin Yi?"