The night was getting deeper, and Wang Mei was already tired after talking to Tiger Mian for two hours. Although she has a strong sense of www.biquge.info, she can't eliminate it, and she is tired of catching up with her body all the way, and she also gets the news that her body is getting better, and she is surprised and delighted, and her spirit is even more tired.

So, she leaned back on the soft pillow, and soon relaxed, and then slowly closed her eyes, ready to enter one dream after another.

Listening to the creep of the servants outside the car gradually falling silent, leaving only the crisp sound of dry wood beeping in the bonfire not far away, and the slight footsteps of the night watchmen around the bonfire standing up from time to time to patrol, Wang Mei's consciousness gradually sank.

"Ah Mei!!!Come on!!" The boy in white stepped in from the courtyard gate in the distance, picking phoenix eyes similar to her, revealing a smile with missing front teeth, but it made her happy, who had always loved beauty.

The boy ran closer and closer, and at once he took her hand, turned and walked briskly towards the garden, and although his voice was full of anxiety, he thoughtfully slowed down: "Mother said, you are too weak to run. Let's walk slowly, I'll tell you, oh, I made a city out of clay!"

"Really, Ah Yuan, you're so amazing!" Wang Mei's voice was immature and full of admiration.

"Of course!" the little boy turned his head with a proud face, "My father said that I will also be a monarch in the future, and of course the monarch will have a city!"

"Monarch, Ah Yuan, if you become the monarch, will it be difficult for me to see you again? ”

"No, it won't. As he walked, the boy said, "It is naturally more difficult for my mother to see my grandfather, she is already your royal wife." Reasoning, regarded as a courtier. However, you will be my Xiao family wife in the future, and it is not easy to see me?"

Before Wang Mei could say anything, the boy went straight to a big house, the beams and pillars in front of the big house were carved with vivid ancient paintings, the boy pushed open the door, turned his head and smiled, the sunlight jumped between his delicate eyebrows, and it was a moment that lit up the dark and dreary big house: "Ah Mei, come and see!

Wang Mei took two steps before he finally caught up with the boy's pace and entered the big house, where there was only a huge sand table, spread on the rosewood table. The city above it was made of terracotta and was made of great magnificence.

"It's so beautiful, it's so big! Ah Yuan, you're so good!"

"That's natural!Ah Mei, I'll marry you into this city in the future, okay?" The boy's phoenix eyes were full of sincerity and joy.

"It's not good...... Wang Mei frowned.

"Why?" the boy also frowned, his phoenix eyes, which were similar to Wang Mei's, full of confusion.

"Yesterday, I just read a wild anecdote that Emperor Wu was also a treasure house, and in the end, Chen Ajiao's fate was not good. Your city is much bigger than the Golden House! I don't want to be locked in it, and I won't see you again until I die. Wang Mei said sullenly.

"How is that the same?!" the boy retorted loudly, "You are not Chen Ajiao, and I am not Wu Di Che!"

"Yes......" As if convinced, Wang Mei heard his voice and was confused.

Just when Wang Mei was in a dream, not far from their camp, the silence was suddenly broken by the faint sound of conversation: "Ah Zhen, this team is really the same group of people from before? They don't look like big families." I lit only a bonfire, and I only ate some dry food the next night. Compared to the previous two, it is not an ordinary frugality. ”

"Who said that thrifty is not a big family? Look at their carriages! Have you ever seen a horse since you were born? Even Wang Xie went out in an ox cart. Look at their chambers again, have you ever seen such a big chamber royal? You dare to say that there is no money in it, let alone no money, how can you invite so many guards?" the other retorted with a shushing voice.

"But aren't all the nobles still known for riding ox carts?" asked another puzzled.

"The family usually shows its demeanor by riding an ox cart, but now that Jiankang is in chaos, if you use an ox cart as a step at this moment, I am afraid that these Lang Jun have died a hundred times. What's more, these horses are all good horses from the north. A distinctly slightly elegant voice explained.

"They're being hunted down?!Didn't we just see them intercept and kill someone a few days ago?!"

"Shut up!" a stern voice interrupted the conversation. "Whether it's big or not, we have to do it today!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, a few slight muffled grunts appeared in the darkness hidden beneath the tall trees.

As soon as the scene changed, Wang Mei saw her gorgeous bed tent, and she seemed to be back to the five-year-old when her life was hanging by a thread. She only felt drowsy, but she heard the voice of a noisy teenager outside the door, "Ah Mei!!, don't sleep!!"

She barely opened her eyes, and saw a young man in white hurrying into the clogs outside the door. There are still traces of childhood on the face that grew at the beginning of the young year, and the phoenix eyes that are very similar to her no longer seem to be so high.

"A-mei, you must not sleep again!" the boy commanded her in a changing voice as she approached her collapse as she observed him.

And she was so weak that she could only open her eyes wide, looking at the young man in front of her, who seemed to be even more anxious when he saw that she was silent: "Mother, why is Ah Mei silent?" he turned his head and asked Ah Mu who came in behind him.

With tears in her eyes, Ah Mu said with a slight choked voice: "Six senses, Ah Mei was frightened by the garden civet cat, and I am afraid that she has lost her soul." ”

"Then go and invite the Taoist priest to come!" the young man became more and more anxious, and his slightly angular face became more and more rosy because of his urgency.

"Ah Yuan...... Don't ......be in a hurry, "Wang Mei moved his lips vigorously, but because he didn't have the strength, he didn't make a sound after all, but the young man who had been staring at her understood, and he grabbed Wang Mei's small hand, "Ah Mei, you're about to return to your soul, my city is under construction!"

Wang Mei nodded with all her might, wanting to give the young man a smile, and she also wanted to say that her birthday was healthy. She didn't forget that the boy's birthday was just three days later, but a strong sleepiness hit, she thought, wait until she woke up and tell Ah Yuan......

The picture turns again, Wang Mei is lying in the ox cart carriage, looking into the distance through the small window.

In the distance, a new grave stands. There is only a small stone tablet in front of the grave, which is roughly engraved with the words "Wang's Amei", but the pen is very strong, which is the word of her father.

At this time, it should have been a full three years since she was no longer a girl. And she has successfully become her stepson. How many people in this world can remember the girl's eyebrows? There are few people in this world who can pay tribute to themselves...... Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Wang Mei's mouth.

A rumbling sound was heard, awakening Wang Mei from her thoughts, and gradually, an ox cart slowly appeared at the end of the road. The person driving on it was still a young man dressed in white. This young man is significantly taller than three years ago, and he already has the rudiments of youth. Ah Yuan, he should be almost fourteen years old.

"Ah Yuan, the birthday is safe and ......healthy" Three years ago, that sentence was not said after all, and her sacrifice day was his birthday, is this a coincidence or destined?

The ox cart stopped in front of the small grave, and the young man in white turned over and got out of the car in a dashing manner, took out a white handkerchief from his big sleeve, and carefully wiped the stone tablet, moving carefully and gently. It wasn't until Bai Juan turned gray that he stopped moving, untied a jade Keting flute from his belt, and played it.

It is her favorite "Plum Blossom Three Alleys", when she learned this song, she couldn't find the essence, and she wanted to fall the piano in a hurry, just when Ah Yuan came, seeing this, she took her to the suburbs to see the plum blossoms, although she was only four years old at the time, Ah Yuan never treated her as a child. He had always treated her as a ...... The people with whom he wants to spend his life.

Yes, he will be able to put down the pride of his royal children and coax her to smile again and again, right? Yes, after her "death", she will be silent for a long time, and even go to another country, and only return to Jiankang every birthday, that is, her sacrifice day?

After the song "Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms" was finished, the young man in white seemed to have a feeling, and looked in the direction where Wang Mei was, but only saw the driver. He seemed to laugh contemptuously and mockingly, and got into the ox cart sideways, turned the head of the cart and left leisurely, until his ox cart disappeared, and Wang Mei seemed to be able to hear his clear singing: "Wei Que has a nest, and Wei Gu lives in ......."

Wang Mei couldn't help laughing in her dream, Ah Yuan was still narrow, really when she couldn't hear it? Deliberately not singing the last two sentences, distorting "Magpie's Nest", wasn't she sarcastic as a "stepson"? Ah Yuan has never been able to let go of his father and mother to let an outsider take his place, and give him all the honors he can give.

As the ox cart drifted away, the dust raised gradually turned into a pond of water pavilions.

"Wang's Seventeen Lang!" A loud call made Wang Mei stop, and when he looked back, his eyes were only on the waist of the young man in white. Before she could see her, the man in white took the lead in speaking: "Don't appear in this garden again in the future!"

With that, the man brushed his sleeves away. Wang Mei was left alone in the flowery garden, behind her, on the huge beams and pillars in front of the big house, the color of the relief ancient paintings was still as new, but the people were no longer the same......

Wang Mei stared at the ancient paintings on the beams and pillars, but the ancient paintings suddenly became vivid, and finally turned into a bronze chime, shaking the bell, the old ancient voice rolled from the sky: "Go north...... Go north to ......"