Cangzhou.

The weather is getting closer to winter, and it's getting cooler every day.

Yu Wenhong's body is strong, and the injuries on his legs and body will be raised for more than half a month, and now he has healed most of them, at least he can walk.

Wan Deyi's injuries are almost better, but Zhu Hong and Wan Zhonglang are afraid that they will need some more time to heal.

It was a rare day out of the sun, and the weather was extremely clear. Jiang Yu and Yu Wenhong walked out of Zhuangzi and played in the wild grass outside.

At this time, most of the grass in the grassland has withered, and there is really no scenery to speak of. But Jiang Yu was rarely able to come out of the palace once, and it was not a very pleasant scenery, and it was very pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Yu laughed in the field, pulling weeds and flowers everywhere, or throwing a stone for a while, always very boring things can make her have fun. The Emperor, a few paces away from her, set up a drawing board, sat on the ground and drew with a brush.

Jiang Yu pulled up the withered grass and piled it in a pile, and then made a wreath with some unknown autumn wildflowers that he plucked in his hand, and put it on his head. ”

As he spoke, he had already run to Yu Wenhong's side, and asked again: "What are you painting, you've been painting all day." As he spoke, he bent down and looked down at himself in the painting, and couldn't help but pout, disgusted: "It's so ugly, it's like a noodle." ”

Yu Wenhong didn't pay attention to her, and kept painting in his hand.

Jiang Yu also sat down, leaned on him, and continued to look greedily at this great river and mountain. After a while, he smiled and said, "Actually, I think it's good that if you are not the emperor, it would be good for us to live an ordinary life here." ”

Yu Wenhong sighed and said, "Do you think ordinary days are so good? If I am not the emperor, those people around me, King Ning, Zhu Hong, Wan Zongye and even Wan Deyi, will naturally not be loyal to me anymore." When the time comes, if I want to live with you, I will naturally have to support myself. Now tell me, do you know how to farm and weave, and do you know how to cook on a fire?"

Jiang Yu: "Uh......" The forehead suddenly turned black into three lines, this person really didn't know anything about it.

Yu Wenhong continued: "You look at ordinary people, the days of sunrise and sunset seem to be very beautiful, and you don't need to experience the deception in the palace, but ordinary people also have the suffering of ordinary people. For example, they have to worry about not having enough to eat, or they need to worry about a bad harvest, or they may be bullied by officials. The days are not as beautiful as you think. ”

Jiang Yu was a little angry, so she sighed and said that she had so much preaching, and immediately patted her thigh and said, "So the emperor, what do you want to tell your concubine?"

Yu Wenhong said: "Everyone has their own life, each performs its own duties, you and I were born in the palace as the emperor and concubine, then this is our position." What we need is to do our part well, not to think about going to another life that does not belong to us. ”

Jiang Yu sighed and said, "Look, the concubine, it's the emperor himself who can't give up the throne." ”

Yu Wenhong said: "If you think so, you can also say so. ”

Jiang Yu didn't bother to tell him these things again, pouted and stood up and said, "Let's go, go back, I'm starving to death." ”

Yu Wenhong said: "Wait a little longer, my painting will be ready soon." ”

Jiang Yu had no choice but to sit down again, but he sat a little farther away from him. After a while, he raised his eyes and looked him left and right a few times, and asked, "When does the emperor plan to return to the palace?"

Seeing that he was living a leisurely life here, with a look of not being in a hurry, I didn't know that I thought he had completely forgotten about the things in the near future. If it weren't for the fact that people from outside often sent letters in, she would have thought that he was also addicted to life here and didn't plan to return to the palace.

King Ning stayed here for less than two days before leaving, and she didn't know where he went or asked, but Jiang Yu knew that he would often send letters.

Yu Wenhong answered her question and said, "Soon, wait for another news from King Ning, and you can leave for Beijing when the news arrives." As he spoke, the last two strokes were finally finished. Yu Wenhong nodded with some satisfaction, and the ink on the painting was dried by the autumn wind.

Jiang Yu didn't ask much after listening to his words, and nodded to show that he understood.

A gust of wind blew, and the dead grass rattled loudly. Jiang Yu closed his eyes with some fascination and took a deep breath of air.

Yu Wenhong put away the painting that had been dried, rolled it in his hand, reached out and stroked the wind-blown hair on Jiang Yu's face, then took her hand and said, "Let's go, go back." ”

When he returned to Zhuangzi, before he entered Zhuangzi, he saw Gu Yu running out in a hurry, and when he saw Jiang Yu and Yu Wenhong coming back, he smiled a little uncomfortably, and first bent his knees to Yu Wenhong and Jiang Yu, and said, "Your Majesty, sister." ”

Yu Wenhong saw that there was something wrong with her face, looked left and right, and saw that there was an unfamiliar horse at the door of Zhuangzi, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Something happened today." ”

Gu Yu squeezed out a laugh and said, "The slave maid is trying to tell the emperor and Niangniang, there are distinguished guests in Zhuangzi today." Saying that, he lowered his head and said, "Cui Chongyi Niangniang came to Zhuangzi." ”

Jiang Yu couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yu Wenhong's face when she heard this, she knew that they didn't tell Cui Chongyi when they were hiding in this small village, so how did Cui Chongyi find here.

And Jiang Yu saw that Yu Wenhong didn't have much expression on his face except for frowning, but just said lightly and casually: "Yes." As he spoke, he took Jiang Yu's hand and entered the Zhuangzi.

And after entering the door, I saw Cui Chongyi, who had been in the dust all her life, sitting on a chair in the main hall, accompanied by Wan Smug, and Wan Smug's face was really a complicated expression.

And Cui Chongyi turned around when she heard the footsteps, saw Yu Wenhong and Jiang Yu, stood up, and tears suddenly flowed down her face, and then she pounced and knelt on the ground, crying and calling: "Your Majesty, Niangniang, the concubine is looking for you so hard! When the concubine heard that you had an accident on the road, she thought that you were ......."

Jiang Yu was stunned by her sudden suddenness, and when she reacted, she hurriedly smiled, lowered her head and bent down to help Cui Chongyi up, and said, "Sister Cui, get up quickly, what are you doing." ”

Cui Chongyi wiped her tears and said: "Niangniang asked the concubine to cry for a while, the concubine was really happy to see the emperor and Niangniang, and couldn't help crying with joy." The emperor and the mother don't know that the concubines are worried about you these days and hate to kill themselves, and they are praying to God every day that you can be well. You don't know what kind of life the concubines are living these days. Now that I can see the emperor and my mother standing here safely and well, how can I not be happy. ”

Jiang Yu looked at Cui Chongyi's face, haggard and emaciated, and what she said may not be completely false.

Jiang Yu turned his head to look at Yu Wenhong again, wanting to see what his reaction was, but he lowered his head and looked at Cui Chongyi and said, "You get up and talk first." ”