The red candle burned quietly, the tears of the candle dripped one by one, and a large flower solidified on the candlestick.

Qin'er sat under the lamp and was distracted, her mood was very complicated, sometimes she wanted to cry, sometimes she wanted to laugh.

Laughing, because the nephew in the swaddling clothes was sure to follow him, after the dumb aunt put forward the idea, the young lady agreed, and promised that the child would be taken away and raised by herself, and she had to find a way to beg the master to let her go and give herself a free body. Both of these things were good things she couldn't dream of, so she was happy.

But when I thought that I was going to leave Miss, I could no longer serve Miss by Miss's side, and the most important thing was that Miss and Changnian were going to be separated, such a small baby, leaving the mother, the baby was pitiful, and Miss herself was even more reluctant. This made her feel sad in her heart.

She whimpered and laughed one moment, and then looked at the young lady and wept.

The young lady was very calm, and she looked submissive and quickly figured it out. This is the character that everyone has in their ladies, and it is the teaching they have received since childhood that is working, no matter what the circumstances, they should maintain the upbringing that everyone should have.

In fact, she knew that the sadness in the young lady's heart was no less than that of herself.

Miss must have been sad and sad, but she just didn't say it, she endured it silently alone.

The only thing that Qin'er could see was that her young lady began to prepare to leave the child, and when she was feeding, she held the child tightly with both hands, and she couldn't wait to feed the child all the ** in her body. When the child fell asleep, she lay on the pillow and watched, her eyes were stupid, as if she wanted to engrave the child's appearance deeply in her heart. Especially the scene of staying up late to do needlework made Qin'er cry.

Miss, she doesn't know how to do needlework. Although it is said that the girl's family needs to be outstanding, the young lady has been pampered since she was a child, and the wife is reluctant to let the young lady do the needlework herself. So now it is very difficult for the young lady to sew clothes for Chang Nian. But the young lady insisted on doing it herself, and Qin'er persuaded her again and again not to do it, and all the clothes that Qin'er wore in the future would be taken care of by her aunt.

But Miss just didn't listen, she just insisted on doing it herself.

But where did she do it? When she threaded the pinhole, her eyes looked at the candle flame, and a thread went around on the pinhole, but she couldn't get in, and it was difficult to tie a knot through it. Especially when it came to sewing, she trembled and pinched the needle, sewing the cut cloth in her hand, and accidentally pricked the needle on her hand, she herself did not say a word, and continued to sew silently.

By the time Qin'er found out, a lot of blood had been shed, soaking the moon-white cotton cloth.

Waiting for a small belly pocket to be worn closely, there were indescribable blood marks on it, one by one, like a plum blossom in annihilation.

Qin'er held the blood-stained plum blossom shirt and couldn't help but burst into tears, "My young lady, why are you suffering-"

Zhang Zilan smiled softly, "You just let me do it, while there is still a chance, I want to make a few more pieces for him." In the future, when he grows up, he wears the underwear I made, and he must be able to feel his mother's concern and miss him. She choked up.

Qin'er couldn't help but cry.

"Qin'er, what are you crying about, don't cry, people live in the world, they will inevitably have to live and die, and besides, our mother and son are not separated from life and death, even if they are separated, I still live well in the world, and he lives well in the world. As long as we are all alive, there will definitely be a day when we want to see each other. ”

Qin'er wiped her tears, with some unwillingness, "Miss, why do you have to separate, can't you think of a complete way, so that you and Chang Nian, as well as the slave maid, the three of us will be together forever." ”

Zhang Zilan stretched out her hand to touch her son's little face, in just dozens of days, the little guy has grown significantly, the little face is round and pink, and the corners of his mouth are naughty and smiling when he is asleep.

She shook her head, "No, Qin'er." Don't look at the dumb aunt so small, in fact, she has ideas better than any of us. Her opinion is right, you think about it, we left by pretending to be sick when we left, and my father did not hesitate to pay a lot of money for me, sent someone to escort us here, and also sent someone to guard the gate to ensure our safety. In addition, I also sent letters to my family every once in a while to inquire and worry. In addition, a huge amount of money was spent on the construction of the unfinished Mother Tower. He had only one wish, and that was to make me recover as soon as possible. Now that I have given birth, the burden on my body is gone, and I can be regarded as healthy.

Then the next thing is to go back as soon as possible. You also saw the letter from home last time, and my father was already urging him, saying that there have been frequent wars in the territory of Lingzhou recently, and the Moro Kingdom has stepped up its aggression, and even the ground in Liangzhou may not be peaceful in the future. One of my daughters has been out of the house for so long, and her parents are naturally not at ease, and I have been away from home for a long time, in case there is a leak of the news, and someone knows that I am hiding here and secretly giving birth to a child, it will be a big event that the sky will fall - not only you and I can't live, but I'm afraid that even this little baby has no hope of living. ”

Qin'er was so frightened that she only bit her nails, indeed, Miss was right, if this really leaked the news, even a little bit, it would damage the reputation of Lord Zhizhou, and it would be a scandal that would cause an uproar on the ground in Liangzhou. At that time, I couldn't live the first one.

Zhang Zilan looked at the candle flame for a while, the candle flame was shining, her eyes were shining, shining with tears, "I thought about it repeatedly, the only way to go home as soon as possible is to go." The more we spend outside, the more danger we are exposed. If you drag it out with fear like this, you might as well go back early. So I thought about it, and when the moon was full in Chang'an, I would go back. ”

Qin'er couldn't help pinching her fingers and counting, there are eleven days left, and the child is full moon.

Time, you're so fast, so ruthless.

Tears rolled down Zhang Zilan's pretty face: "Each of us lives in the world, and we have our own unsatisfactory, not free, and involuntarily. Some people may envy me, as a young lady from an official family, I live a good life. But Qin'er, you know me best, I have been locked up in that high-walled compound since I was born in my life, except for a large group of nurses and servants, I have never seen any other man, until I met your brother.

I fell in love with him. I knew that there would be no result between me and him, and that my father would not allow me to choose an inferior guard as his son-in-law. No matter how hard I try, I can't break free from the path that fate has arranged for me at birth. But I love him too much, you don't know what it's like to love someone, that makes you want to live for him, die for him, and don't regret breaking your bones for him. ”

Qin'er looked at her young lady stupidly.

It was the first time she had heard a woman express the love she had experienced, and the words were full of blood, especially when she thought that the man who fell in love with Miss was her brother, and her brother was no longer alive, Qin'er's heart was like a knife, she threw herself into Miss and cried sadly. The brother who is working hard for himself, the young lady who is working hard, and the little nephew who is living hard in swaddling clothes.

"Really, I don't regret it at all. I was pregnant with his child, and I overcame all the hardships to give birth, and I feel very happy. In the future, as long as I think that the fruit of our love grows healthy and healthy in the world, I will definitely be very happy.

But now we have to be calm and face the reality, I am not only looking for a way to live for myself, but also for you, and the descendants of our family. Therefore, as the dumb aunt said, we must be strong and brave to face the test that fate gives us. ”

Qin'er was stunned, and couldn't help but nod her head, Miss's analysis, every sentence was reasonable, every word was in the heart, it could literally speak to people's hearts, and she found that she couldn't find a word that could be refuted.

Listening to her analysis, Qin'er finally understood the stakes, and she also knew that her young lady really couldn't be with her son, not in this life.

"Poor Miss—poor child—" She hugged Chang Nian and muttered to herself, "Miss, don't worry, the slave will do her best, even if she doesn't marry for the rest of her life, she will pull you and your brother's only blood and blood to adulthood, and the slave will treat Chang Nian like her own child." ”

Zhang Zilan's eyes were misty, and tears were rolling, but she couldn't help it flow down again, and reproached with a strange tone: "It's all at this time, what do you still call me, and you are not allowed to call yourself a slave in the future, there is no young lady and slave in my place." ”

Qin'er understood, and nodded tearfully, "Miss, oh no, sister-in-law, sister remembers." ”

This pair of master and servant seems to have never communicated with each other openly, at this moment they look at each other, feeling sad and warm in their hearts, and feel that each other is the best relatives in the world.

A candle burned out, and Qin'er silently replaced it with a new one, and she couldn't stand it anymore so she went to sleep. When I turned over in my sleep, I saw that the young lady was still doing needlework under the lamp, stitch by needle, line by line, where the densely sewn was an ordinary children's clothes, but a mother's inseparable friendship.

Tears swirled quietly in Qin'er's eyes, and finally she fell asleep with these tears.