The 518th reunion is scattered by lovesickness

"I'm going to think about it," Nangong Yi said, "Let's see how to write a letter to your Uncle Lu, and ask them to tell her what the little prince means after they find Cui'e." Also, Danfeng and Xuemei can take the children to stay for a few more days, and wait for Cui'e to have news, Shuhao," he looked at the nephew, "You won't be angry and blame me for letting you husband and wife separate for so long, right?"

"Uncle," Shu Hao said with a busy smile, "We are also old husbands and wives, and we have only been separated for a few months." ”

Zhong Kang also smiled and said, "I told the third brother at the beginning to let him and his younger siblings stay, but the third brother refused." ”

"Uncle, eldest brother, and sister-in-law are too tired at home," Shuhao said, "How can I hide and be lazy." Besides, it's not good to take too long of leave in the yamen. ”

"Exactly," Nangong Yi said: "You can't be careless about the things in the court, you all have to do your best." ”

At this time, a servant brought a little eunuch in: "Prime minister, this father-in-law invites uncle." ”

Nangong Yi's father and son saluted the little eunuch: "Father-in-law Zhang, what's the matter?"

Because the little eunuch sent the edict on behalf of the emperor, he first accepted the salute of Nangong Yi's father and son, and then smiled and saluted Nangong Yi: "Prime Minister, the slave has given you a greeting!"

"Gonggong Zhang has a lot of hard work to serve the emperor," Nangong Yi said busily: "There is no need to be polite." ”

The little eunuch turned his head to Bo Jian and smiled: "The emperor is in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and he wants to see Lord Dutong immediately!"

Bo Jian hurriedly responded, resigned to his father, and immediately went out with the little eunuch to get on the horse and gallop to the palace. It turned out that Bo Jian was not only the emperor's personal guard, but also the leader of the Imperial Forest Army, and he had always won the emperor's trust.

After Bo Jian went, Nangong Yi and the others didn't ask, because the emperor often summoned him suddenly, sometimes he sent a eunuch to pass on when he first arrived at home, and even sometimes he left the palace and was called back by the emperor on the way. It doesn't have to be something big, or the emperor may talk to him about anything.

Because Bo Jian has been with the emperor since he was seventeen years old as a personal guard, and the first emperor especially likes his only son, and often lets Bo Jian play with the little prince, so to speak, the emperor is considered to have grown up with Bo Jian. When the emperor was dying, he not only asked Nangong Yi to assist the young emperor, but also asked Bojian to protect the safety of the young emperor, which was regarded as handing over the young emperor to Nangong Yi's father and son.

Bo Jian was always by the young emperor's side, respecting and loving him, and the young emperor also treated him as a big brother, often telling him about his unhappy things in front of him, so that he could share his troubles.

The next day, Nangong Yi sealed the written envelope and was about to call someone, when a person outside reported: "Xiangye, the little prince is here!"

Nangong Yi hurriedly came out, only to see that the little prince had come in and was busy kneeling: "The little prince has arrived, and the lower officials have not been far away to greet him, please forgive me!"

The little prince hurriedly took two steps to support him: "Uncle Nangong, the little nephew took the liberty to visit, please forgive me." It's the little nephew who won't let the subordinates pass it on, so don't be polite. ”

"So, little prince, please!" Nangong Yi hurriedly let him into the study and sat down, and the servant offered tea.

Nangong Yi said with a smile: "What advice does the little prince have, just send someone to give an order, how dare you work for the little prince?"

The little prince smiled and said, "The little nephew is not a big deal, I just want to ask Uncle Nangong about it, please ask the uncle to send a letter to Miss Cui'e as soon as possible, explain the little nephew's intentions, and hope that she will reply as soon as possible." ”

"Xiaguan is writing the letter, and he is just about to ask someone to send it quickly," Nangong Yi picked up the letter on the bookcase and said to the little prince: "Do you want to see if this letter is written clearly?"

"No!" Seeing that the letter had been sealed, the little prince also knew that it was inconvenient to read it, so he hurriedly said: "The little nephew believes that Uncle Nangong wrote it very clearly. My nephew has another letter, can I ask my uncle to send it with me?"

"Absolutely. Nangong Yi said busily.

The little prince took out a letter from his arms and solemnly handed it to Nangong Yi.

Nangong Yi hurriedly took it and took a look, and on the light blue envelope, it was written: "Respectfully presented to Miss Nangong Cui'e" A few elegant grasses. He hurriedly called in the servant Gao Cheng: "Gao Cheng, you immediately send these two letters to Linzhou in person and hand them over to Lord Lu." ”

"Yes! Gao Cheng took the letter and carefully put it in his arms.

"Gao Cheng," Nangong Yi instructed again: "You set off immediately, be careful on the road, don't break the letter of the little prince." ”

"Understood, Xiangye!" Gao Cheng saluted the two: "Please rest assured, little prince, Xiangye, the little one will definitely send the letter to Lord Lu safely as soon as possible, and then come back to reply to the little prince and Xiangye!"

"Okay, there you go. The little prince said.

"Yes, little prince!" Gao Cheng bowed and retreated.

After the little prince's letter was sent, he was even more anxious and uneasy, and his thoughts about Cui'e were so strong, so deep, so painful, and with deep anxiety.

On this day, he was strolling in the garden. In the capital in October, the weather is already quite cold, the sky is full of low clouds, and the wind blows on the face like a knife.

The little prince was alone under the tree by the pool, the leaves had already fallen, and the bare lonely branches were left to tremble slightly in the cold wind. The pond was deserted, with no aquatic plants or fish swimming, and the birds did not know where to hide. He sighed softly, and there seemed to be an incomparably beautiful picture in front of him: a girl with graceful and light steps, calmly and unhurriedly walking in the sun, that look, that demeanor, lined with blue sky, white clouds, sunshine, lake and weeping willows, is simply moving, how can it not make people fascinated!

It was getting darker and darker, and there were snowflakes falling flutteringly, but he still didn't know it.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and fell on his head, shoulders, and on his eyebrows and eyelashes. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and then the snowflakes that fluttered, the crystalline, white, and light flowers, fell on his palm, bringing a trace of coolness. The first few flakes melted due to the heat of his palm, but then they drifted more and more, causing a thick layer of white, shiny snowflakes to fall on his palm.

He clasped his palms slightly, crumpled the snowflakes into a ball, looked at the white flowers between the heavens and the earth, like a small elf, falling lightly, and couldn't help sighing, and chanted in a low and deep voice:

"What's the reason for the heavy snow?

Sprinkle in the air and rub to condense.

If the catkins are not raised by the wind,

Reunion scattered by lovesickness!"

With that, he broke up the snow balls in his hands and spread them out of his hands, letting them flow down from his fingers.

"Jieshu," a voice sounded in surprise and urgency, "what are you doing there?"

He didn't seem to hear it.