When it was ugly, Yao Ling, who was sleeping in a daze, sat up suddenly, and from the direction of the palace, a heavy bell rang in the dark night of the imperial capital. After a while www.biquge.info, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard galloping by. There was a long and sad singing voice with the sound of horses' hooves: "The Emperor has died—"

A tear dripped from the corner of Yaoling's eye.

Getting up and dressing, she went out of the house.

The silent and deep night sky was dotted with stars, the wind rustled by, like the footsteps of an old man walking, and the lanterns under the eaves of the porch flickered with dim light.

She looked up at the dark sky, and in a moment she got out of the courtyard gate and headed towards the back garden.

The bamboo forest is moving, and the trees are swaying in the dark night, which has a strange appearance.

Lancao tried to follow her, but she stopped her.

"Go to the front yard and tell them to remove all the festive things from the house. ”

According to the laws of the Great Dragon, the emperor died and the whole country was mourned, and all those who were officials in the court were required to wear filial piety, and the courtyard was replaced with white.

Lancao answered, hurrying to the front yard.

Walking on the path in a lonely way, there is a mocking smile in the majesty of Fengqing in his mind.

There is also a faint sad face of Chang Ruoli, and in an instant, there is a warm and indifferent appearance of Fengxuan, and finally a deep and gloomy expression of Fengzhao.

"Hey"

I let out a long sigh in my heart.

Turn the moon gate and step on the pontoon bridge on the lake, and the water waves under the bridge are silent.

Standing silently in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, she inadvertently gave birth to a little dazed, once wanted to help Fengzhao replace Fengqing, and now Fengqing disappeared silently in this world, but she had no direction.

Now Feng Zhao is already the general of Da Long in charge of Da Long's army, and he is above 10,000 people under one person, but Xiao Feng's heart is suddenly uncertain, maybe he doesn't care about this throne anymore, so he doesn't have to worry about Feng Qing's words yesterday, but there is no doubt about the war against Ji Guo.

She used to be so lawless that she could do anything for the sake of the wind, risking her life and not afraid of war, but at this moment, Ji Rujin's smiling and affectionate eyes and eyebrows hidden melancholy entered her mind so inadvertently, and her heart suddenly hurt.

"How cruel is the war, if you can go back to the past...", his brain paused, "but how can I meet my mother like that?"

Yes, if everything goes back to the past, Fengzhao is still the king of Ningjun in Yanlong, and Ji Rujin is also the prince of Jiguo, so good, there will be no soldiers, and there will be no choice between life and death. But then you will never see your mother.

"Is it all predestined?" she asked in a low voice as she faced the dark night.

The night is silent, the lake is gently rippling, and the night breeze is cool.

"What's wrong with me?" muttered to himself in a low voice.

"How can you be so sad?" "It is Xiao Feng's greatest wish to conquer the world in the country of thistle, she used to be so eager to help him sweep the world, but now....

There was the sound of light footsteps behind her, and she looked back.

A lantern appeared on the other side of the pontoon bridge on the lake. The bright light illuminated the darkness around her, slowly coming towards her with a faint warmth and light.

At that moment, there was a faint warmth in my heart.

Through the dim light, Yueming looked at the Yaoling in front of her affectionately.

The woman was like a light that shone into his cold heart and warmed it when he was most caught off guard.

Since he was a child, he grew up in the temple and saw strict and solemn monks and majestic Buddha statues, and he never saw anyone smile at him, and never saw anyone close to him.

And Yaoling's smile is as clear and bright as the blue sky, with a brilliant light like the sun. The first time I saw her, she was only five years old, but the smile was like an arrow with a flame that shot into his heart, and he could never pull it out.

I really wanted to walk up and touch her delicate face, I really wanted to take her in my arms and shield her from the wind and rain of this life.

The two of them stood in the pavilion like this, keeping silent with each other, and after a while, Yao Ling asked softly, "Do you say that Xiaofeng's mother will be sad?"

"What if I was sad, if I could do it all over again, my aunt would choose to leave. A person's heart is only so big, it can only fit one person. ”

Yaoling's eyes under the light were a little stunned, and after a while, she whispered:

"Xiao Feng has now restored the identity of the prince of the palace with his wish, and he holds the military power again, I think the new emperor will not ask for the Yanlong faction proton anymore, you ......" She didn't say the next words.

Yueming's face was as calm as the silent night sky.

"What does it matter to me if the Yanlong Sect doesn't send protons? I only follow what I love, even if it doesn't matter to the ends of the earth. ”

Yaoling's figure trembled slightly.

She raised her eyes to look at the moonlight, and he looked at her, although it was dark night, but the love in those eyes came to her face.

She hurriedly turned around and took two steps forward to the edge of the gazebo.

The stars shimmered brightly in the distant sky, and a pool of lake water rippled silently under the starry sky.

Trees in the distance swayed from side to side in the night wind. A gust of wind blew through the slightly cool moisture, Yaoling involuntarily hugged her arms, although it was the late summer and early autumn season, but she felt as cool as late autumn.

Yueming stepped forward and took off her robe and draped it over her shoulders.

"The day before yesterday, I got news that Jiguo has strengthened its border defense against Yanlong. ”

Yaoling turned to look at Yueming, her face full of confusion.

"What do they mean by strengthening the border defense of Yanlong?"

Yueming groaned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Ji Rujin is going to use troops against the big dragon." ”

"What?"

Yaoling looked surprised.

"What does Ji Rujin mean by using soldiers now?"

"After the natural disaster last year, although the thistle Rujin national disaster relief has won the praise of the people, but the thistle country is already an empty shell, the old adult system makes the people more difficult, and the magnates of the thistle country refuse to lose their own interests, and the thistle Rujin has the heart to reform but those powerful positions are rooted and difficult to shake. And the country is full of bandits, and he can only use the war to weaken the power of those powerful. Arouse the people's love for the country of thistle. ”

Yaoling listened in a daze, and just thought about Ji Rujin's melancholy appearance in her heart.

"Does Xiaofeng know?"

"I told him this yesterday, and I think he has already made arrangements. ”

Yaoling didn't ask any more, and the two resumed their silence.

"If Da Long wins, what do you think Xiao Feng will do with Ji Rujin?" asked Liang Jiu Yaoling in a low voice.

Yueming glanced at Yao Ling, and said softly in silence: "Ji Rujin will not let herself live to the moment when the Ji Kingdom is destroyed. ”

Suddenly, Yaoling's petite body shook.

"He is the lord of the thistle country, and he deserves to live and die with the thistle country. There was no emotion in Yueming's faint voice.

He didn't want to tell Yao Ling Fengzhao's heart was not only Ji Country, but also Yanlong, Jiang Li, and Xiwu three countries.

He didn't want her to be upset about these things right now. As long as he is there, he will protect her from any harm, including the wind and the light, he can't hurt her, he only wants to see her bright and bright smile.

That night, Yao Ling and Yue Ming stood in the pavilion for a long time, and when they returned, there was already a line of white in the eastern sky.

Yueming didn't go back to his residence and took Rong Jianghai straight to the palace, and Yaoling only felt a little pain in her groggy head, and fell asleep with a brocade quilt.

I don't know how long she slept, but she felt a soft, slightly cool hand caressing her forehead.

"Sister Yu, is that you?" she asked in a daze, closing her eyes.

No one responded to her questioning.

"Well, am I dreaming?" she wanted to open her eyes but didn't bother to give up, and only Wu Yu could touch her forehead at will in this house.

Thinking of Wu Yu, her tears rolled out, at this moment she only felt like a fallen leaf floating on the water, so powerless and cold, she really wanted to find a warm corner to watch the breeze and bask in the sun.

"Sister, I'm cold. ”

Feeling a hand help her cover the corners of the quilt on her shoulder, the hand covering her forehead lifted up and gently helped her wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Sister, I want to cry, I miss my mother, I want to see Xiaofeng. She couldn't help but sobbed softly.

"I miss the emperor too. He was very kind to me, he gave me a BMW and gave me a lot of gold and silver jewelry......"

She chattered like a child, saying things east and west.

The hand on her forehead wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes from time to time.

"Yao'er, Yao'er. ”

"Mother, is it you?"

Yaoling thought that she was dreaming, how could she hear her mother's call.

"Yao'er, Yao'er. ”

The call sounded in Yao Ling's ears again, so real.

"Is that you, mother, why can't I see you?" she asked anxiously.

"Silly girl, how can you see your mother if you don't open your eyes?"

The soft Jiang Li accent is very gentle.

Yaoling struggled to open her eyes.

In the bright candlelight, she dimly saw a yellowish face, which was not her mother's face.

When she opened her mouth slightly to say something, her mind suddenly cleared up.

"Mother Wu. She opened her mouth and screamed softly.

On his yellowish face, a pair of bright eyes as bright as paint with a faint mist in them, and he was looking at Yaoling with pity and kindness.

"Yao'er. ”

The hand that stroked Yaoling's forehead was raised, and the hair between her eyebrows was gently brushed behind her ears.

Yaoling opened a pair of beautiful eyes wide, and looked at the yellowish face of Wu's mother fixedly.

After a moment she reacted and suddenly wanted to sit up.

"Mother, mother, it's you, it's really you. ”

Wu Yu, who was disguised, stretched out his hand to hold her down, "You have suffered from the wind and cold, and you have been asleep for two days, and His Royal Highness Prince Ming took me over today." The corners of Wu Yu's mouth smiled slightly when he spoke, but there were tears flashing in his eyes.

Yaoling reached out and grabbed her mother's hand tightly, crying with joy.

She used to be so eager to be able to lie in her mother's arms, but now her mother is really guarding her.

"Mother, it's good to see you. Yaoling, who was lying in her mother's arms, was full of happiness.

"It's the same with my mother, seeing my Yao'er is like a dream. "There is joy and sadness on the face of the transfigured.

"My mother thinks about my Yao'er in the house every day, wondering if my Yao'er is boiling tea, making medicine and fiddling with her little bell. Wu Yu held Yaoling's head in her arms and spoke in a low and shallow voice, and the candle flame in the corner of the table reflected the figure of the mother and daughter snuggling together.

"The prince's brother has come to the imperial capital to visit you on the orders of his father. Suddenly, Yaoling thought of Rong Jianghai.

Wu Yu's body trembled.

"Oh"

She answered softly, but there was no response.

Yaoling, who was lying in her arms, looked up slightly at her mother, and saw that her complexion did not change at all. She was a little nervous, and after a while, she asked cautiously: "I heard my brother say that my father misses you more and more.....

Wu Yu, who was disguised as Wu's mother, stiffened slightly, a painful look suddenly slipped out of her eyes, and her hand that held Yaoling trembled slightly.

"He's not missing me, he's just looking for peace of mind. The cold tone made Yaoling feel as if she was in winter.

"But Father ....."

"Yao'er"

Wu Yu interrupted Yaoling's words: "In the eyes of your father, I have long since died, and now I am just a person named Wu Yu, to be able to live with you, your uncle, and Wu Yu is that God has mercy on me, and it is also Yi Feng who desperately saved me with his own life to have you and my mother and daughter rely on each other today." At this point, a tear fell from her big beautiful eyes.

"Don't say that again, those past events are enough to make my heart die again. ”

Yaoling looked at the mist floating in her mother's eyes, and her heart ached and hurt.

That night, she snuggled up to her mother and slept sweetly, but Wu Yu, who was holding Yaoling, stayed awake all night.

"If I meet you, how can I be right about the soul of my Wu family's unjust death. Looking at Yaoling sleeping in her arms, she muttered softly to herself, tears coming out of her eyes and wetting the jade pillow at the corners of her eyes. (To be continued.) )