After the prince left in a hurry that day, there was no news for a long time, and soon after he heard the news that the old emperor in Beijing was seriously ill, and the three kings seized the throne at the most nervous time, Murong Huan probably did not have any leisure, and at this critical time, it was necessary to be very careful to pay attention. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In March of the 35th year of Yongning, the fireworks in the city of Suzhou were flourishing, and the road was full of flowers, but it was a pity that the situation in the Yan Kingdom was tense, the emperor was critically ill, and the scholars also lost the nature of flower appreciation, or participated in it, or were ignorant.

Ning, who was already in a state of repetition, was sometimes awake and sometimes confused, and on this day, after the doctor came over, he could only shake his head.

"Prepare for it, try again. "There's nothing the doctor can do about it.

"Got it, thank you!" Ning Hao stretched out his hand and gave the doctor the money for the consultation.

Watching the doctor slowly walk out of this small courtyard, from the time they came to Suzhou, at the beginning the mother was still able to do some work to maintain a living, and slowly the spirit could not be maintained, he took his mother's jade pendant, and slowly managed to have this courtyard, although the mother has been so sick, but finally depended on each other, but in the end, it was still this day.

Ning Hao's eyes were red, wiped the tears that were about to flow, let the maid retreat, and entered Ning's room alone, lying in bed all the year round, plus he didn't take medicine when he was sick, Ning's was already thin at this time, lying on the bed, if he didn't feel it carefully, he couldn't even breathe.

Ning Hao sat on the edge of the bed gently, looking at the white hair of Ning's sideburns, this woman who once attracted countless young talents in the capital, and her beautiful appearance has long lost her former elegance, Ning Hao doesn't know, if her mother can marry a family like an ordinary daughter, no matter what kind of family the other party is, live a good and stable life, will it be another life, but there is no if, when you meet that person, it is a lifetime of entanglement and persistence, thinking about it for a lifetime, thinking about it for a lifetime, hating for a lifetime, resenting for a lifetime, and harming yourself for a lifetime。

Ning's closed eyes slowly opened, and he was as dazed as he was without any spirit, but at this time, he became so clear, "Hao'er!"

"Mother!" Ning Hao listened to this inaudible voice, and his eyes widened and looked at Ning Shi.

"My son!" Looking at the thin scratches on the side of Ning Hao's face, the wound was faintly white after it was healed, which was different from other skin colors, Ning Shi reached out and touched the scar, "It's my mother, I'm sorry for you!"

The voice was thin, small, and had no strength, but it was like a thunderbolt in Ning Hao's heart, and the tears that had been held back broke the embankment "Mother ......"

"Let my mother hug you again, in a blink of an eye, my son has grown up, and my mother still wants to watch you marry a wife and have children, I'm afraid I can't!" Ning was much more sober than ever. It's like going back to a long, long time ago, when she was still an elegant and talented talented woman.

"Mother......" Ning Hao himself has forgotten how many years, so he called Ning a mother, and at this moment, apart from such a thin and heavy title, he couldn't say anything else.

Ning Shi took Ning Hao in his arms and patted him on the shoulder like a child, "My Hao'er has grown up, and she understands the truth more than my mother, what you said to my mother, my mother heard it." Ning's voice was very low, and he spoke intermittently, "Now think about it, my mother is really confused in this life, just like you said that my mother's life, it was my mother who ruined herself, Hao'er, live a good life in the future, the affairs of my mother and that person should not be borne by you, and there should never be any shadow in the future, you are a very smart child, as smart as my mother, it's so good, you are worthy of being my son Ning Yalan!"

Even if the voice is inaudible, when he said this, Ning's eyes also had bright pride, this is the famous and talented woman who is talented in the capital!

"No matter what happens in the future, ask Mr. for his opinion, because of my mother, you have not had a father's education, fortunately, Mr. Wang treats you like a parent, remember to be filial to him, my mother has done a lot of things wrong before, Hao'er did not dislike her mother, now my mother thinks clearly, after hearing Hao'er's words, I think about it, it's just that it's too late, it's okay, at least my Hao'er, not as good as my mother, my Hao'er will definitely become the best and best person in the future, no matter where my mother is, I will look at you!" As if feeling that this was his last moment, Ning said a lot of words.

"Mother, it's good if you want to understand, in the future, our mother and son will live a good life together, and the son will go to the imperial examination, and let the mother be the wife of the command!" Ning Hao looked at Ning's appearance, tears rolled down his cheeks, wanting to keep this gentle and wise mother who had disappeared for too many years.

Ning Shi stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Ning Hao's face, "Okay, in the future, we will live a good life, those people, those things, we don't care." ”

"Hao'er, help me to the mirror, I don't seem to have looked in the mirror for a long time, I must be old and decent!" Ning Shi looked at the dresser next to him and said to Ning Hao.

Ning Hao helped Ning to the front of the dresser, looked at the old face in the mirror, and Ning smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, even if I go to that person now, I'm afraid no one will recognize it!"

Ning sat down and began to comb his hair little by little, Ning Hao took the comb and smoothed Ning's hair, and Ning took it upon himself to comb his hair into a bun.

Once upon a time, when young and beautiful women got up in the morning, under the attention of men, they also combed their hair in a bun like this, with full expectations for the future, and waited for men to fulfill their promises.

The bun was a little loose, and Ning had already lost his strength, but looking at himself in the mirror and Ning Hao behind him, Ning suddenly smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Qiu Lang, after you marry me, I'll comb this bun, okay?"

Ning Hao's originally somewhat restrained tears burst instantly, reached out and took out a jade hosta from the dresser's makeup, inserted it on Ning's head, and said in a choked voice, "Okay!"

Ning's face was shy, his eyes slowly changed from Qingming to cloudy, he suddenly stood up, and looked back at the direction of the bed, "Qiu Nanchong! You remember me, my Ning Yalan will definitely make you regret it......!" Child...... Ah......h

The thin body slowly fell, Ning Hao took a few steps to take Ning's, but only saw that the person in his arms was no longer breathing, Yongning thirty-five years March 18, light rain, the sky cried, someone, ended a muddy life!