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Stroking the four-fold wave pattern embroidered with gold thread on the top, the beige and ink color are mixed, and a little bit of broken gold flashes, which looks luxurious and beautiful. Like the bright moon and sunny days, like the ebb and flow of the sea tide, the wordless sadness gradually spread in Su Duan's cold heart, and he had a moment of melancholy.

I vaguely remember that on the day of last year's Laba, I wore this dress to the palace. At that time, he and Murong Wei were building snowmen in the imperial garden, and they were white snow and red plums in the glass world.

The eternal tranquility of the years before was shattered on that day.

It was Xiao Defu, the great eunuch of Fengluan Palace, who came abruptly, so that he knew about his father's death, and there was a rift between him and Murong Wei that day. Just like the two rows of waves spreading side by side on the placket, each of them is like water, forever maintaining that distance, the two gradually drift apart and no longer intersect.

I didn't want to carry this dress, but I couldn't ignore the past for a while. He and her green years were once so soft and innocent. Su Duhan looked up and looked at the compartment of the Duobao Pavilion, and saw that there was a small rosewood hexagonal lotus palace lamp that had not yet been carved, as if he had been neglected by himself for a long time.

Murong Wei always likes hand-carved things, and he occasionally likes them, and this unfinished Pear Blossom Palace lamp is one of them. In fact, even if it was carved now, he would not send it to her again.

If you are a participant, it is better not to look at each other. Su Duhan knew that from the moment he decided to fight against Xixia, there would be no future between the two.

He reigns in the world every day, even if he has 3,000 beauties, it is still difficult to win the heart of one person.

No matter how much he thought about taking only one scoop of weak water, even if he held the throne of the queen, she would abandon it like a shoe, and she would no longer be the Murong Wei who treated him wholeheartedly in the past.

The affection between the two people has long disappeared with the snow falling on the eighth festival of last year, with the sackcloth on Chinese New Year's Eve, with the water of the Grand Canal that runs through the north and south this spring, and with the attack on his own will.

Lonely shadow, Su Duhan's heart was sour for no reason. Looking at Ugin's waiting inquiry, he responded like a ghostly messenger: "It's okay." ”

Seeing that Ugin neatly folded the big drummer and put it into the indigo gold burden, Su Duhan got up abruptly and took down the palace lamp that was only carved out.

He took it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, then handed it to Ugin, and sighed softly: "It's not well carved, don't put it here to get in the way, take it out and throw it away."

Ugin didn't say a word, took the official lamp from Su Duhan's hand and walked out. When he came to the bottom of the corridor, he glanced at it with pity, the small palace lamp was delicate and exquisite, and even the small patterns on it were lifelike, so what's wrong?

Recalling Su Duhan's sleepless nights, and then recalling the laughter that had been sprinkled in Canglang Xuan, Ugin knew that yesterday's article had been turned over again, and his heart was a little depressed.

In the end, he ruthlessly discarded the palace lamp, and rolled this precious rosewood into the wood split in the small kitchen, and ended up with a pile of waste wood.

Staring at the pale yellow light in Su Duhan's room, Ugin sighed silently and lifted the curtain.

The relationship between this mother and son has not improved because Su Duhan is going to go far away, and it can almost be described as freezing. Except for saying hello in the morning and evening, Su Duhan still abides by the rules of the past, and the rest of the time, he really doesn't want to stay in the main room for a moment.

Counting with his fingers, Chu Zhaohui couldn't even count it, and when he came back from Cangnan, how long did his son not accompany him to eat in the main room.

The etiquette is courteous, the words are moderate, and the answers between the mother and son have become official affairs.

Chu Zhaohui occasionally asked about Su Duhan's daily life, and he was so respectful that he couldn't find a trace of mistakes, like an endorsement, and explained it to Chu Zhaohui in detail, but there was no longer the temperature of his son to his mother in his words.

Such a situation is tormenting for both mother and son, but no one wants to show weakness.

Some time ago, Chu Zhaohui turned over in a battle and won the right to restrain his son, but he also lost his son's heart.

Now that the son no longer has to be bound by himself, it is still difficult for the mother and son to go back to the past.

Fortunately, Concubine Xin was always by her side, Chu Zhaohui was still occasionally lonely, and couldn't help but think back to the past, when his son and Murong Wei were young and carefree.

At that time, Su Rui was not at home all the year round, and there were only a few masters in the house, so because of the laughter of the young people, they seemed much more vibrant. Unlike now, the whole courtyard looks like a drooping old woman, who is still breathing every day, and I don't know when I will swallow my last breath.

Hearing that Mingzhu was coming, Canglang Xuan was packing his bags, and he was going to go out early the morning after tomorrow, Chu Zhaohui could only sigh deeply and closed his eyes wordlessly.

Fortunately, I sent someone to say that I would go back to the house later, and I would stay here for the night, Chu Zhaohui's lifeless face finally bloomed with a smile, and said to Concubine Xin: "Ah Wan has been sealed and has not returned to the mansion yet, I miss this lovely girl, and I finally hope that she is willing to come back." ”

Although she was named a concubine, Concubine Xin was just a woman of Hua Xin's age. Today, I wore a dark silk waist jacket with lake blue, and twelve plain Hangzhou silk Hunan skirts with hosta white, and I still smiled smartly with a smile.

She got up with a smile and responded: "The county lord thanked her for her errand, so she naturally had to do some handover with others, she was Aunt Qin's left and right hand, and she was carrying half of the sky of Fengluan Hall on her shoulders, thinking that she had no leisure these days, so she had no time to come back to visit the old lady." ”

Speaking of the words of the old lady, Concubine Xin's tongue protruded, she was really unwilling. I only felt that the word "old" was stinging, but in a few days, I and Chu Zhaohui had grown older.

Chu Zhaohui didn't pay attention, just nodded and said, "It's rare that she is free today, and she can chat with me for a few words." ”

Concubine Xin coaxed Chu Zhaohui to be happy, and echoed casually: "Exactly, the county lord is Lanxin, and the concubine is also happy." Every time Madame saw her, she could laugh a few more times. ”

Seeing that Chu Zhaohui's eyes were full of brilliance, adding a lot of color compared to the past, Concubine Xin could only sigh softly in her heart, and replied softly: "The county lord came back at this hour, just to accompany you for dinner." The concubine went to the kitchen to take a look, and today there were good bamboo sunflower and lion's mane mushrooms, and asked them to use them to make soup. Make a few plates of the county lord's favorite dim sum, and ask them to accompany them with a few light and delicious side dishes, which should always be a little more abundant than before.

Chu Zhaohui agreed with a smile, reminding Wen Wan to eat pretzel shortbread filled with black sesame seeds, and then a plate of burnt chrysanthemum crisp, and the rest will be arranged by Concubine Dexin first.

The sunset on the horizon is about to set, it is the time when the sky is full of gold and bright and gorgeous, the gentle carriage enters through the side door of King An's mansion, and slowly stops in front of a tree flower wall in front of the hanging flower gate.

Pear blossom Luoluo said

If you are a participant, it is better not to look at each other. I forgot when I read the sentence, and I only felt a piercing pain in the words.