The emperor's high fever did not go away, but he still insisted on going to the court, and when he returned to the warm pavilion, he collapsed. . .

The two princes came to visit together, and it happened that the doctor had diagnosed the pulse, but he said that he was suffering from the cold and would be able to raise it for a few days. Seeing that the decoction was drunk, my heart let go a little.

Honghui is still on the pulse.

Yin Zhen withdrew his hand, and was lifted back by his son outside the brocade quilt, and his face was not good.

Hongwan bent over and said, "Amma, let's give the eldest brother a pulse, and our brothers can rest assured." ”

"It's a decoration in the hospital. With that, he turned his head inward.

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. Honghui held his palm for a moment, and said tightly: "The Tai Hospital is doing its duty, and the son is filial piety." ”

The father and son each kept their postures, and no one said anything more, as if they were competing.

Liu watched quietly, turned his face and smiled. When a person lives to old age, he is not a child, the father is not like the father, the son is not like the son, and vice versa.

If you don't want to pay attention to people, you can't stay with your son for a long time, and your mother is young, so you always have to avoid it. Before leaving, Hongwan still asked to be careful, but when he saw the shadow in the tent, he patted Honghui's back and walked out of the door together.

The disease came fiercely, castration was very slow, and it was only in the winter that he saw some improvement, but Liu was sick, and he fell on the thick velvet carpet like snowflakes, without even making a sound.

The emperor lay on the bed and squinted, sat up suddenly, and the people who were waiting in the room hurriedly carried Liu to the outer couch, and the imperial doctor, who had just withdrawn, invited him back.

After a while, the imperial doctor came, and it was nothing more than that he was weak and suffered from some cold, how dare he say that it was the emperor's illness.

Yin Zhen listened carefully, didn't have a word he wanted to hear, he waved his hand and was about to lie down, when he heard the voice of the imperial doctor and stopped his movements.

He hadn't heard such good news for many years, and he had almost forgotten it. Once upon a time, I thought about it, but I couldn't ask for it. Now, it's like mocking him.

Liu woke up, except that he was too weak to sit up, it was no different from before, and he didn't see any joy when he heard that he was pregnant, and his palm fell on his lower abdomen and looked at the door curtain in the inner room in a daze.

On the same day, Liu went back to his original place. Count the days in your heart, and ...... with him Exactly one year.

Since the emperor ascended the throne, more than nine years, the harem has been the first to give birth to dragon species, but quietly. The emperor didn't mention it, no one dared to mention it, he didn't even dare to show a happy appearance, who didn't know what day it was, and the queen's birthday was really a great gift.

Yin Zhen glared at the two sons beside the bed, turned over suddenly, heard a laugh in his ears, was annoyed, and was suddenly pushed to sit up. Before a breath of evil breath could be spit out, the medicine bowl came closer.

Hongwan stabilized his shoulders and medicine bowl, Honghui also sat on the edge of the bed, and before he could speak, he was first drunk by the embarrassed and embarrassed emperor: "You two want to rebel!"

Honghui smiled when he opened his mouth: "Ama said that he was joking, our brothers and sons had no choice but to lead Eniang's decree to serve the medicine." ”

Yin Zhen was stunned, the edge of the bowl was attached to his lips, he raised his hand in anger, Hongwan hurriedly set it aside, and the medicine was still splashed on the brocade quilt, and more was splashed on his hand.

As if juggling, another bowl was served.

Yin Zhen glanced at the head of the bed and breathed a sigh of relief, "What did your mother say?"

Honghui took the medicine bowl and dialed it with a spoon, "E-niang said, Ama is sick, and our brother has to be taken care of, if we coax it, it won't work...... and poured it. ”

For a long time, there was a laugh in the quiet room.

After laughing, he took the medicine bowl and drank it all, and threw it back. Until the two of them were gone, they were still leaning on their backs.

That's what she said. In the past, everything was interesting, and it was good to be noisy. Nowadays, things are not people.

I fell asleep and fell into a dream, and I saw at a glance that my belly was a little bigger, and I was standing in front of the shop on the side of the street to shelter from the rain. After a while, he saw Jiang Yucheng again, walked up to her with an umbrella, his fingers crossed the bulging belly and kissed his forehead, and the two of them snuggled under an umbrella.

How did it become like this?

She had children for another man in another time and space, and he couldn't go. There are countless women in his world, and if he wants to, he will have countless children, but there is no more her.

What if it's the emperor, it's up to anyone to come and go. In the end, he couldn't even wake up or fall asleep, and the huge palace had nowhere to go, and he was alone.

Stopping in front of the courtyard, hearing the sound of the guards beating their sleeves, Fang remembered that he had already let Liu go to the Old Summer Palace.

Who is annoyed?

Have only oneself to blame.

He didn't do what she did, no wonder she chose Jiang Yucheng and didn't leave him any hope. Yuan is still looking forward to the next life, but she is afraid that she will be annoyed with him, and there will be no good end in this life.

Windward coughed a few times, Su Peisheng didn't dare to slack off, and he knew the temperament of the master, where is a master who is willing to listen to persuasion. Bow behind him and whisper tentatively: "Let's go back, a few of them will be ready early in the morning, and you can also go over and take a look." ”

"Su Peisheng. He called, covered his lips and coughed in his throat and said, "You say, does she like this palace or the garden?"

Su Peisheng's heart was excited, and he lowered his eyes with a smile, and replied: "Fu Jin is thinking about the master in his heart, it doesn't matter where he goes, as long as he is with the master." ”

"What if you have to let her choose?"

"It should be the Xishan Courtyard, where the slave first saw Fujin. ”

Yin Zhen turned around to look at him, bowed his head and bent his back, he was not old at that time, and time could not be kept.

The master and servant walked one after the other, walking slowly among the palace roads. The wind was weakening, and the snow was falling, and large snowflakes were swinging in the air, as if they would not fall.

There was no sound of snow, no wind, and no footsteps, and it was surprisingly quiet.

"Su Peisheng, they all said that they received the Yi Decree and always came to contain Yu Me, have you received it?"

It was a joke, but his eyes were fixed on him.

Su Peisheng laughed, looked at the red brick wall as if he was thinking, and said for a moment: "It's nothing special, Fujin only said that the slave should serve the master well." If there is—" After a pause, he raised his eyes and squinted his eyes with a smile, "Fu Jin said that if you are very angry, just let you fall, if you don't have to fall at hand, let the minions give you everything that can fall, don't be angry." ”

Yin Zhen saw him in the eyes, looked at the endless palace wall behind him, turned around and left, and said calmly: "Go, go out of the palace with your master." ”

As expected, Su Peisheng still mentioned that people are not as good as the sky, and the snow in the mountains is heavy, so I am afraid that it will be difficult to walk.

The years have passed, and the green hills are also white, and although the trees planted back then are not as towering as the sky, they are no longer the same as they used to be. The mountain paths, the cars and horses, were much heavier than the snow in the city, and I don't know how many days they accumulated.

The green clouds are hidden in the snow in the depths, lined with the frozen lake, and the continuous coxaths have no color, endless white.

Yin Zhen sat in the pavilion, and Su Peisheng stood aside. The lord does not speak, the servant does not speak, the warm stove warms the wine, and the wind and snow blow.

The sedentary man dusted his knees, Su Peisheng stepped forward, and Yinzhen stepped down the stone steps into the snow as if he hadn't seen it.

The last time I came, I was holding hands, she pulled him and kept running, and the two of them fell in the snow. Today......

I am still trapped in my memories, and there are more figures in front of me, just like that year, that drizzly summer. Compared to the four years we haven't seen each other this time, the time of separation is still shorter.

A few steps closer, my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and my heart beat like it was back then.

"Yue'er. ”

The man was still there, squatting motionless under the tree, the poncho was replaced by a cloak, the hood still covered his head and face, and only the slender fingertips could be seen trembling in the snow.

It's not back then, and the courage to rush over is gone, for fear that a sound will disappear out of thin air.

finally hugged in their arms, both of them trembled violently, and the tighter they hugged, the more obvious it became.

"Smile. Still tentative, his cheeks against the snowflakes on the edge of his hat, his eyelashes were clearly covered, and he was also covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, which made his face even paler, and his palm-sized face was thinner than a few days ago.

The clasped arm loosened slightly, and was about to retreat, when the person in his arms suddenly turned around, pinching a leaf between his fingers to cover the relative vision, which had long since withered, and was wet with snow and mud.

With a hint of a smile in his eyebrows, he suddenly burst into tears, and his cold lips kissed him heavily, calling his name in a trembling voice, and breathing heavily, against his heart.

His heart was in turmoil, and his rooted memories were shattered.

He was already afraid, afraid of missing out, and even more afraid of misidentification.

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