"And what are you going to do?" Shen Liancheng asked Shen Bijun.

Although the Son of Heaven told Shen Bijun not to appear in front of him again, Shen Bijun did not leave Kyoto immediately, I am afraid that there were other plans.

"Next month is his birthday, I want to ...... last," Shen Bijun said, but swallowed back the next words.

The Son of Heaven wants to see her again, how can she celebrate his birthday?

"For the sake of the Son of Heaven, are you willing to leave Batian?" Shen Liancheng asked solemnly.

Hearing this, the three people except herself all looked at her in surprise.

Chen Xiang hurriedly coughed dryly, took a sip of tea, and said, "This tea is good." ”

"Oh, the Ming Qian tea I brought with me is light and not astringent." Chu Ba Tianying should be peaceful.

Shen Bijun even took advantage of the situation to add water to Chen Xiang, "If my brother-in-law likes it, bring some back when I leave......

"Haven't you thought about it?" Shen Liancheng interrupted her, and said with a serious face: "You have been with Batian for fifteen years, and the rest of your life will be left to the Son of Heaven, your son." Have you never thought of it that way? ”

If she never thought about it, then she thought, persuading them to leave Kyoto as soon as possible, really, never to come back.

Shen Bijun suddenly cried, "I...... I thought about ......" just her, never spoken.

As soon as Chu Batian heard this, his face immediately changed.

After a long silence, he dropped a sentence: "I'll go to the back and tell the cook to cook a few more dishes." He pushed his wheelchair and left in disappointment.

Shen Bijun cried even more fiercely, and simply lay on the table.

Chen Xiang couldn't help but complain to Shen Liancheng, "Look at you...... Well, what do you do to say that this is useless? ”

"Abi's thoughts, of course the Son of Heaven knows." Shen Liancheng explained, "It's not that Abi said that he was willing to separate from Batian for the sake of the Son of Heaven, which can really be true. But at least, the Son of Heaven knows that she has this heart, and her heart will feel better. ”

Chen Xiangfang knew that she meant this.

The mustard between mother and son can only be reconciled by the two of them now. They are the only ones who know.

Shen Bijun slowly stopped crying, raised his head again, and told Shen Liancheng: "I really think about the Son of Heaven every night, and I have regretted it...... The Son of Heaven and the Batian are the two people I love the most in this world. ”

"What are you going to give him on his birthday?" Shen Liancheng asked.

"Sister...... Shen Bijun stood up suddenly, "You wait a while, I'll get it!" ”

After a while, she took out a small box from inside. She opened it, and it was full of folded brocade clothes, large and small. She took the top one, shook it open, and said, "Every year on the birthday of the Son of Heaven, I will sew a brocade robe for him with my own hands as a memory...... My greatest wish is that one day I can see the clothes I sewed for him. ”

Shen Liancheng reached out and touched the clothes in the box, all of which were excellent fabrics. She immediately said: "That's it, as a birthday gift." And on the birthday of the Son of Heaven, Abi ...... You and Batian will leave! ”

Shen Bijun was shocked, why did her sister want to drive them away? Wouldn't you wait for the Son of Heaven's reaction when he saw her gift? Perhaps, the Son of Heaven will be moved by her thoughts.

"If you leave, if the Son of Heaven is willing to forgive you, he will send someone to chase you back, if you don't want to, then you will never see you again." Shen Liancheng said with great certainty.

After more than ten years of parenting, in this regard, she understands what kind of character the Son of Heaven is.

The day of the Son of Heaven's birthday came soon.

The Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs and countries with diplomatic relations all came to congratulate him, and the banquet was opened.

It wasn't until the banquet was about to end, when the Son of Heaven was resting and sobering up in the side hall, that Shen Liancheng presented him with the clothes that Shen Bijun had made for him.

Yu Wenshuo saw the clothes in the box, at first he thought that Shen Liancheng and he made them, but when he looked down, he saw that there were still babies and children, and he couldn't help but feel strange, "Why are there still children?" ”

"It's all Your Majesty." Shen Liancheng took the latest one made this year, "Your mother, every year on your birthday, she will sew one for you by hand. This one is this year, do you want to try it? ”

Yu Wenshuo's face instantly became ugly.

He snatched the clothes from Shen Liancheng's hand, and kicked over the box containing more than ten years of clothes. And he himself, because his movements were too big and he was too strong to drink, fell to the ground, and shouted angrily: "The lonely king doesn't want the clothes she makes!" What does the Lone King want her to make...... Lone kings are not rare! ”

"She also has her remorse and distress." Shen Liancheng persuaded, "Love and mother-son love, she can't give up." But she didn't think about leaving behind the man she loved for the sake of Your Majesty. In the world, no mother is really willing to give up her child. At that time, your mother was too relieved of me to make that choice. ”

With that, she picked up the dress that Shen Bijun had made for Yu Wenshuo this year from the ground, walked slowly to Yu Wenshuo, and draped it over to him. Seeing that he didn't push away, she then told him, "They should leave Kyoto now." Whether to let her go with eternal regrets, or to untie the knot and leave again, Your Majesty, you can think it through yourself. ”

Hearing this, Yu Wenshuo's originally somewhat dull eyes moved.

Shen Liancheng left. He touched the clothes on his body, and finally wept bitterly and took him into his arms.

Outside Kyoto, Shen Bijun and Chu Batian sat in the car, opening the sedan curtain from time to time and looking in the direction of the Kyoto Imperial Palace, full of antiquation, but full of disappointment.

The carriage and horses walked very slowly. Chu Batian persuaded her not to look forward to it anymore, it was time to come, the Son of Heaven should have chased after her.

Every time he said this, the red-eyed Shen Bijun would secretly weep. And Chu Batian will take her body and appease her.

At this time, he almost felt that he was superfluous, and it was his existence that made his Abi cry so sadly.

And they didn't see it, just on the nearby hillside overgrown with weeds and wild flowers, a few people rode slowly into the wind, chasing for a long time before stopping.

Among them, there is the son of heaven Yu Wenshuo.

He was wearing the clothes that Shen Bijun had sewn for him, and looked at the carriage on the official road from a distance, and looked at the figure who would poke his head out from time to time to look behind him.

But he wasn't going to stop her, and he wasn't going to say a word to her.

He just wanted to watch her silently until she was gone forever.

Shen Liancheng, who learned of such an ending, finally felt a little satisfied in his anxious heart.

In life, there are always too many imperfections, but in this way, it is already good.

At least, Yu Wenshuo let go of his hatred for his mother.