When seven-year-old Xue Jiao left the northwest for the first time to go to the capital, her official language was not good.

After her grandfather and uncle, her father Xue Shou also died on the battlefield.

Full of loyalty. This is a plaque given to the Xue family by the imperial court. The cold plaque was sent to Suiyuan, and Uncle Song said that the Xue family had so many lives in exchange for this thing.

She didn't know if it was because her father died that she could enter Beijing. It was just her unwarranted speculation.

"Who are you?"

There were three or four boys in the royal garden, dressed in red and green, and they were the same age as her, and they stood in front of her, looking very untouchable.

Xue Jiao didn't want to answer them, she was going to find her grandmother who was left in the Qionghua Hall to drink tea with the Queen Mother.

"Where did the wild girl come from, don't go." A white hand clasped her shoulder.

Xue Jiao was in pain, and when she turned around, she pinched his wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction, the young man suddenly screamed in pain, and several people next to him were also stunned, who knew that a little girl had so much strength.

Xue Jiao restrained his right hand according to the method taught by his father, and was about to kick his knee when he raised his foot, but before he could do it, he was pinched by a hand in the oblique stab.

"It's not good for a little girl to be so savage." The boy's face was like white jade, and his smile was clear and moving. Xue Jiao's wrinkled wrinkle, let go of the young man who was already kneeling on the ground in pain, and was about to deal with the person in front of him with his free hand.

He was very flexible, knowing that she was going to attack the weakness of his waist, so he quickly turned to the side, but he was still torn off a piece of jade tied with emerald green silk around his waist.

There were ridicules all around, "The prince of Zhenguo who we just awarded the title can't get cheap under a little girl." ”

He didn't care, and smiled at Xue Jiao with his white teeth.

Xue Jiao raised her head proudly and shook the jade jue in her hand with satisfaction.

This was the first time she had seen her cousin Xie Miao, and that was when he had just entered the palace to thank him.

……

It's been so long since I dreamed of the old days again.

Honeysuckle came in with a kettle, and was startled by Su Rongyi, who had already gotten up.

The sky was still dark, the house was quiet, Su Rongyi had his long hair scattered, his face was turned sideways and he was lighting the lamp with a fire fold, and his side face looked particularly soft in the shadows.

"Let the slave come." Honeysuckle put down the kettle, and the light was already on.

"You're up early." Su Rongyi turned back to her and said.

Honeysuckle went over to help her make the bed, "Miss seems to be unable to sleep well lately, and she is waking up earlier and earlier, so the slave maid wants to get up and come over earlier." ”

I didn't expect it to be late.

In the past, Su Rongyi, how could he get up if he didn't sleep until the sun was up.

Her young lady smiled shallowly, "I'm used to it." ”

The voice was low, and Honeysuckle made the bed with his hands.

"Outside the city, Jingyun Temple."

Since she got Guiyuan's letter yesterday, these five words have been hovering in Su Rongyi's mind over and over again, and she gently put down the fire fold, feeling that she suddenly had a feeling of homesickness.

Xu Xia still took care of everything like last time, and he also changed into the outfit of the little girl, still waiting for the master to come out with a blank face.

"Remember to keep the driver's mouth shut."

Xu Xia said: "Miss, don't worry, Lai Da is hired outside the house, and his daughter-in-law is a domestic servant in the kitchen, so she can't eat Su Mansion's food." ”

Su Rongyi nodded, pulled up his hood and blocked his face tightly.

******

The old lady of the Xue family, Zhen, was helped by her mother Wang to chant in the small Buddha hall at the back of Jingyun Temple.

"Old lady, the copied Buddhist scriptures have been presented to the Buddha."

Mrs. Zhen let out a "hmm" and continued to fiddle with the Buddha beads in her hand.

Mother Wang couldn't bear it, "It's too ...... for you to copy scriptures every night."

Come back, come back and will confess, how can she stand it when she is so old.

"You don't have to say more." Mrs. Zhen's voice is old but powerful, "It's my karma that is too deep......"

Mother Wang sighed softly and said nothing.

There was a sudden sound behind her, Mother Wang frowned, and when she turned around, she saw a beautiful young man holding the door, staring deeply at the back of Mrs. Zhen.

is still familiar with the cloth bun, and he is light.

It's only been two months, but Su Rongyi feels like he hasn't seen his grandmother in his life.

"Who are you?" Wang's mother said: "This is our ......"

Su Rongyi said lightly: "I want to say a few words to the old lady, can my mother agree." ”

"No," said Wang's mother, "Little boy, you want to worship the Buddha, go ahead." ”

As if she hadn't heard the two talking, Mrs. Zhen continued to turn her back to her, reciting the scriptures over and over again in her mouth.

"Grandmother ......" came out with indescribable bitterness, "It's me......"

Old Taijun Zhen's hand that plucked the Buddha beads suddenly stopped.

Mother Wang was also taken aback by her, and hurriedly said, "Why are you calling people like this in this offspring......

Su Rongyi was unheard.

"Grandmother, I'm not dead......"

Ignoring Wang's mother's surprise, she whispered about the loss of her mother at the age of four, to the loss of her father at the age of seven, the head of the family at the age of eight, and the management of the industry at the age of ten.

She sat under her grandmother's melon shed in the summer and ate melon, she was lazy around the fireplace in the winter and secretly burned a hole in her grandmother's mink fur, she took Xue Qi to fight and was punished by her grandmother to kneel on the patio, and she cried silently when she sent her grandmother to leave Suiyuan and go to Jinling......

Mother Wang was shocked when she heard it, and she almost couldn't stand up.

Mrs. Zhen finally said, "Ah Miao, help me up." ”

Mother Wang hurriedly helped her to get up slowly.

Mrs. Zhen turned her face.

This is a weather-beaten face, with a thousand ravines.

The wind and snow in the side plug are always exceptional.

"Grandmother......" Su Rongyi couldn't help but call her again. She wanted to ask her if the old wound on her body still hurt, whether her knees still hurt at night, if she ate well, and if she couldn't close her eyes all night when she died......

A thousand words, but not enough.

Mrs. Zhen looked at her with heavy eyes, but only said one sentence: "Buddha Gate Pure Land, don't let you talk nonsense!" ”

Su Rongyi knew that this matter was a bit unbelievable, and it was also true that her grandmother couldn't accept it for a while.

"Grandmother, listen to me......"

"Shut up, my granddaughter Xue Jiao is dead!" To her surprise, Mrs. Zhen actually reacted in this way.

Su Rongyi was stunned: "But I ......"

I've already given birth to Su Rongyi......

Mrs. Zhen didn't want to listen to her more, and her voice was tired: "No matter what your intentions are, the deceased is gone, let her go." ”

"Old lady, pay attention to your body...... "Mother Wang said worriedly.

"Grandmother, how are you?" Su Rong wanted to go up to help her, but she threw her away.

"Let's go."

"Grandmother, I'm really a sister, do you remember ......?"