"I'm afraid your mother doesn't want you to look for her. Concubine Sun Xian said, her eyes fell on a painting scroll that Zhuo Yijia had been holding in her other hand: "Otherwise, she wouldn't have left this painting." ”

Zhuo Yijia listened to Concubine Sun Xian's words, lowered her head blankly, looked at the scroll she was holding tightly in her hand, and opened her mouth in a dumb voice. It was like a prickly stone in her throat, a little dry and stinging.

Concubine Sun Xian lowered her body, lifted up the embroidery frame in front of her, took the needle and thread, and began to say carefully: "Do you know why the emperor left me and your queen mother back then? Because he wanted to keep your mother, but he was afraid that the world would criticize her, so he simply stayed with me." In this way, the palace of the first queen was left, and what the world criticized was that he, the emperor, disregarded ethics and morality and bullied his brother's harem. ”

"He has loved Tong Yao since he was a child, and it is for Tong Yao to seize the throne, to leave me for Tong Yao, to leave your life for Tong Yao, and even Jiang Jiang to give you the world is also for Tong Yao. Concubine Sun Xian said softly, embroidering stitch by stitch, tears also dripping on the embroidered cloth, fainting into a cloud of water stains, like a dark pattern of hydrangea.

But he didn't know that I had been in love with him since I was a child. Marry Emperor Jingwen for him, spend his years in this deep palace for him, protect Tong Yao for him, bear the vicious reputation of killing the former queen for him, and even watch my Sun family fall for him. He never looked back at me. Concubine Sun Xian said, closed her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and tears gathered into a small river at the corner of her eyes, flowing to her ears, like beads with broken threads, falling down.

After a long time, her lips trembled and she opened her mouth slightly: "He probably doesn't remember, when he was young, he also said a word to me. ”

The beauty on the riverside is pretty, as bright as a peony in three springs.

Concubine Sun Xian said, opening her mouth slightly.

Zhuo Yijia leaned against the window, letting the wind and snow blow outside the window, she looked at the loveless woman in front of her, and couldn't say a word.

After a long time, Concubine Sun Xian took a deep breath, and looked at Zhuo Yijia with a tear-stained face: "But Tong Yao is the same, I have never looked back at him all these years." ”

As she spoke, Concubine Sun Xian lowered her head, looked at the peony flower in front of her, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked it: "You think you won, but you don't know that Tong Yao bought it with her life." ”

As she spoke, Concubine Sun Xian looked at the scroll that Zhuo Yijia was holding tightly in her hand.

"But I really didn't expect that your mother would still go with him willingly. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the wind and snow outside the window again: "Because of you, it's not because of you." ”

After speaking, Concubine Sun Xian lowered her head and continued to embroider the peony in front of her.

Zhuo Yijia didn't know how she got out of Zhaoyang Palace, she walked slowly in the wind and snow, without an umbrella, and without letting Qingling approach.

Just silently walk in front.

The winter wind is getting thicker, and the palace people who are passing by look at Zhuo Yijia and salute nervously. If no one walked by Zhuo Yijia, he didn't even feel the snow on the branches blowing on his shoulders.

She stared blankly at the wind and snow in front of her. Wooden and decadent.

She was reborn, and she wanted to take back the world, thinking that she could live well for her mother and father.

She thought she had lost everything, and she had skimmed all her feelings for revenge.

She's cold-blooded, she's cold, she's cruel, she's selfish.

waited until she took half her life to regain the world, only to find that she had nothing to lose except herself.

In the end, it was the queen mother who sacrificed herself again for her to live.

Zhuo Yijia stopped in a daze and looked at the silver snow tree in front of him.

It turned out that for so many years, the second uncle had never thought of hurting his mother except for seizing the throne and killing his father.

It turned out that Concubine Sun Xian was not as vicious as she thought.

It's like Sun Yunzhou, who she hated the most, and she forgave it later.

It turns out that there are no good or bad people in this world, but they are all for their own wishes.

Just like her, who thinks she is loyal and righteous, in order to take over the world, she has also slaughtered people from city after city.

What if she took the world? She still lost the queen mother. Even she herself was gone.

These are all lost in this life. Lost in hatred.

Zhuo Yijia suddenly knelt down on her legs, her whole body fell softly on the palace road, and she cried loudly.

The life that the queen mother exchanged for her life has been ruined in her selfishness and coldness for more than ten years, and she has survived in her hatred for half a lifetime.

Zhuo Yijia cried loudly, and Qingling behind her wanted to come forward to help her, but she stopped her.

She just knelt alone in the snow, crying heartbreakingly. Tears fell to the ground, melting into holes of snow one by one.

She has never cried since she accepted this body in her life. She has endured all her life, she didn't cry when she died, she didn't cry when she was reborn and found that she had lost everything, she didn't cry when she stepped on the corpse on the frontier, and she didn't cry when she was slashed with a knife on her body.

But in the end, when he took the world back, he cried.

Zhuo Yijia even forgot that in her previous life, when she was still a princess, did she cry like this.

Zhuo Yijia propped her hands in the snow, the cold snow melted, and her hands were red from the cold. She tilted her head, looked at the thick clouds in the sky, and screamed, crying her liver and intestines.

In the snow behind him, a little Gong'e wearing a light pink slit cotton jacket ran over, holding a box in her hand.

"General?" Xiao Gong'e stood next to Zhuo Yijia, squatted down, handed the box to Zhuo Yijia, looked at Zhuo Yijia with tears in her face, and said softly timidly: "This is what Concubine Xian Niangniang brought to the slave maid to give you." ”

Zhuo Yijia turned his head and raised his hand in sobs.

Her hands were already unconscious, she bent her red fingers, took them, then straightened up, put them in her arms, and slowly opened them with trembling fingers.

A green ribbon lay quietly inside.

Zhuo Yijia quietly looked at the green ribbon placed inside. The corner of the ribbon is embroidered with the word '稷'. She knew that it was a ribbon that the queen mother had placed at the bottom of the box.

When she was a child, she was naughty, and when she saw this green ribbon at the bottom of the queen mother's box, she was very happy, and she ran to the queen mother to show off with flowers on her head.

That was the only time the queen mother hit her.

So she remembers it very clearly.