Twenty-eighth
At this time, Shuying is guarding outside the Yulu Palace, and he will not come in without my call, let alone let others in silently, even if that person is Nan Chengyao, it is impossible.
I pulled the clothes by the pool and wrapped my body in only my robe, and quickly turned around, but when I saw the visitor, I couldn't help but feel relieved and smiled warmly.
My mother walked up to me and said with a smile: "Silly boy, did I scare you? I deliberately didn't allow Shuying to report, I thought I was going to surprise you, but I didn't know that it scared you." How can a girl's family be so wary, and I don't know who to follow. ”
"Why is Mother here?"
I asked with a smile and was about to get up from the water, but my mother hurried a few steps, reached out to hold my shoulder, and pressed me back into the water: "Don't get up, I heard Shuying say, you will be more comfortable if you soak for a while." ”
My face turned red all of a sudden, and I said a little unnaturally: "This girl is good at not learning, and the Jingxue people say that some of these are not." ”
Mother laughed: "Don't blame her, it's me who thinks it's strange what hot springs you are taking in at this time, and after asking for a long time, she said that it was His Royal Highness who stayed in your room last night." But you should also be more modest, why did you end up like this?"
I was embarrassed, lowered my eyes, and looked at the reflection of the water, my face was so red that I wanted to drop blood.
The mother couldn't help laughing: "You child is really, you have been married for so long, and I am not an outsider, what else is there to be ashamed of." ”
My heart was slightly relieved, it seems that Shuying didn't say what he shouldn't have said, my mother probably didn't know that Nan Chengyao and I had never been husband and wife, I didn't want to hide it deliberately, I just didn't want them to worry about me anymore.
When it comes to this topic, I still can't let go, and I don't know what to say with a red face.
When my mother saw my appearance, she sighed softly with relief: "I'm relieved to see you like this, it seems that I've been worried in vain these days." ”
I was slightly stunned, my mother has always felt guilty about me, and because of this, she is always worried about whether I will be wronged in the Three Kings' Mansion, which I know.
But what she said just now is that these days.
I recalled the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival moon viewing banquet, that is, the last time I saw my mother, the complicated look on her face that wanted to stop talking, and her heart sank slightly, but her mouth was calm: "Did something happen?"
The mother was shocked at her gaffe, and smiled busily to cover up: "You don't know that you and Yun'er have a day that makes me worry." ”
I looked at her quietly, and after a moment, I whispered, "Mother once said that I am different from Yun'er. My mother also said that there are some things that I will know sooner or later, and it is better to be late. So, please don't hide it from me, no matter what happens, Qing'er can bear it. ”
She looked at me in a daze for a moment, and finally sighed: "Qing'er, you are so smart, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." Sometimes I'd rather you're confused, not so sensible, and not so thorough, and that's not a blessing. ”
I smiled and didn't speak, but my mother's face was still a little hesitant, and she asked hesitantly, "Qing'er, where did you learn the sound of the piano in the Qinghe Palace?
"At the Mid-Autumn Festival moon viewing banquet, it was the first time Qing'er heard it. ”
I shook my head and calmly repeated what I had said to Nan Chengyao last night, but my heart was slightly cold, knowing that something must be wrong.
The mother paused for a while, her eyes slowly turned to the window, and her voice sounded a little erratic: "You don't understand how we felt at that time, it was like a dream." Five years later, in this world, it appeared again, and the sound of the piano was shocking. ”
I couldn't say a word, I just felt that a certain corner of my heart was getting cold little by little, and finally it was cold.
The mother looked at pity and unbearable, but she still continued to speak: "That song is the music of the 'Amazing Song' made by the princess Ning Yutian of the previous dynasty. I once thought that there would never be this amazing piano sound in this world, but it was you, Qing'er, is this what is called, fate. ”