Da Zhou Jingshi, on the second floor of a teahouse, in the private room, Yu Wenrui sat alone.

On the table in front of her, a cup of tea was fragrant, from the heat to the aroma until the aroma gradually dissipated, and the tea was also cold and transparent, she didn't have the heart to taste half of it. Her eyes were always on the long street outside the window—

This is the only place on the outskirts of Beijing to the Forbidden Palace.

Jing Yanchen went out of the palace in a moment, Yu Wenrui got the news, and he could no longer sit in the palace, she led Wei Shun with a group of disguised guards, and also sneaked out of the Ouchi in the white dragon fish suit.

Fortunately, she didn't have to go to court today, otherwise she would have to risk being noisy by the officials of the Imperial Tower. The Empress Dowager's Zigong has been buried with Emperor Renzong, and in addition to filial piety inside and outside the palace, Yu Wenrui has no reason to "have no intention of doing things".

The war in Beizheng has ceased, such as today's peace, even the ministers of the Suri court are all trivial things, Jiangnan has had a bumper harvest year after year, and the flooding of the Yellow River has also stopped for several years, she really started to be the Chengping Emperor.

Yu Wenrui's eyes were on the end of the long street, which led to the city gate—if anything...... There is only one thing left to marry that person.

After the battle of Beizheng, Yu Wenrui's imperial prestige reached an unprecedented level. Now, the military will be promoted by her personally, the important ministers of the court are her cronies, and after the death of the empress dowager, the imperial power of the Great Zhou has been held in her hands. She didn't believe it, if she wanted to marry Jing Yan as the queen, who would dare to oppose it without opening her eyes! The only one, that is......

Yuwen Rui's handsome eyebrows twisted into a pimple: she couldn't be sure what Jing Yan was thinking about this matter......

"Is this the only way to get into the city?" Yu Wenrui couldn't bear it anymore and asked Wei Shun.

Wei Shun is now more and more dexterous and obedient, and he immediately understood the emperor's intentions: "Your Majesty, please relax, the ancestral land of the Jing family is not far from the imperial tomb, and I am afraid that it will take a long time to walk from other city gates!" When you go back to the city, you must have taken this road! ”

Yu Wenrui thought for a moment and said, "That day, He Chong was like that, right?" ”

Caring is messy, and she doubts her memory a little.

Wei Shun smiled: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? The slave remembers that Lord He did reply to your words at that time. ”

Yu Wenrui loves Jing Yan, and can't wait for all the food and clothing to be given to her the best in the world, that is, the people who serve around her, Yu Wenrui is also afraid of being inconsiderate, after dialing the most powerful internal servant, she is not worried about Jing Yan's safety, as if Jing Yan will be remembered by the assassin all the time. So she still sent He Chong to lead the most top-notch guards in the inner court to guard Kuntai Palace. Therefore, when Jing Yan travels in micro-service, he is naturally accompanied by He Chong.

That day, when she asked He Chong to inquire, He Chong didn't hesitate at all, and said in one go, "Three days later, it is the birthday of the British Duchess, and the Queen Mother will go to worship in person", as if Jing Yan had already arranged for him to say so.

Yu Wenrui then knew that Jing Yan didn't want to hide this matter from her at all. As long as she wants to ask, she will tell her without reservation.

It has been a long time since the two of them have sat together and talked about themselves, Jing Yan can be so honest, Yu Wenrui feels a lot relieved in his heart. But what she wondered was that on the birthday of the British duchess in previous years, Jing Yan personally prepared flowers and fruits, and ordered someone to send them to the British mansion, while she fasted and chanted sutras in the Kuntai Palace as a sacrifice, what happened this year?

Inexplicably, Yu Wenrui thought of the Empress Dowager who had just passed away not long ago, could it be related to that incident?

Thinking so wildly, I didn't realize that another half hour had passed. As the sun rises, the number of pedestrians coming and going in the market increases, and the bustle is so lively.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound diagonally across the street, as if a woman's shrill voice was cursing.

"Your mother is a money loser! You're a tuberculosis ghost! I don't have to dirty my mother's business! ”

"Get out! Get out! The farther you roll with this little obstacle the better! The old lady has no money to find Langzhong! It's bad enough to be dead! ”

Two crooked men in green cloth hats pushed a young woman who seemed to be holding a baby in her arms, followed by a middle-aged woman dressed in red and green, smeared with pompous makeup, still cursing incessantly.

The young woman was pushed down in the middle of the street, slumped to the ground weakly, but her arms were wrapped around her without letting go, and she held the baby tightly in front of her. The baby was also very well-behaved, and did not cry or make a fuss, and fell in the crook of the woman's arms.

Yu Wenrui's eyesight is quite good, although she is far away, she can also see clearly: that baby is only once, a small face is very delicate, it can be imagined that she must be a handsome and beautiful woman when she grows up, well, it should be a baby girl. It's just that there is a faint blue and black aura in the child's hall, as if he has been poisoned by some kind of poison that penetrates deep into the bone marrow...... Who would poison such a tiny child?

was surprised, and suddenly a shadow blocked Yu Wenrui's sight.

Yang Xi?

Yu Wenrui was stunned, why is she here?

I saw Yang Xi bow down. He said to the young woman, "Is the child sick?" ”

The young woman suddenly woke up, with tears on her cheeks, glanced at the door that had been tightly closed, and then saw that Yang Xi was dressed like an ordinary person, and hurriedly begged: "This nobleman! Please! Please save my family...... Girl! ”

Yang Xi frowned and looked at her, and couldn't help but gently cover the child's forehead, not hot or burning, but the child's face was so ugly.

"I'm not a doctor, I can't see a doctor, you better take this child to the family doctor to have a look." Yang Xi said.

At this time, her personal maid rushed forward and said in a low voice: "Master, this is not a good place, let's go quickly!" ”

Yang Xi followed and looked, Fang found the plaque on the closed door, his face was slightly red, and he wanted to leave, but he saw the young woman's helpless pleading appearance, and his brows frowned even tighter.

"Don't you have the money to pay for this child's medical care?" She asked.

When the young woman heard this, her tears flowed even more.

Yang Xi didn't ask any more questions, and ordered the maid to withdraw the money.

"Master, let's ...... too" The maid was extremely embarrassed.

"Take out as much as you have with you." Yang Xi said.

"But ......" the maid swept around the passers-by who walked silently or held their hands to watch the excitement, a little unwilling.

"Hurry up! Lives matter! Yang Xi urged her.

The maid had to take out all the silver on her body, but it was only a dozen taels of silver.

Yang Xi took the silver, looked at the baby who smiled sweetly at her, gritted her teeth, untied the jade pendant hanging from her waist, and handed it to the young woman together: "Take these, go and see a doctor for the child!" This jade pendant can be exchanged for some silver...... Take care of the disease, and live a good life! ”

The young woman was already stunned, and looked at Yang Xi in a daze, forgetting to thank her.

Yu Wenrui saw that the woman holding the child was familiar before, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered: Isn't the place diagonally across the street the old site of Qinfang Pavilion back then? Isn't that woman the maid Hong'er of Mu Yihan, the top brand of Qinfang Pavilion back then?

Mu Yihan was coerced to do things for Yuwen Chengji back then, and was later occupied by Yuwen Kejian, all of which Yuwen Rui knew. But what happened to that poor woman? Yu Wenrui is busy with the expedition to Beizheng, where does he have the leisure to know?

Where is she now? Why did her maidservants fall to this step? Who is that little baby?

These past events evoked Yu Wenrui's memories. She felt that it was necessary to clarify this matter, and just wanted to order someone to go below and call Hong'er to see her, when she suddenly heard Wei Shun's happy voice: "It's here!" Here it comes! ”

Yu Wenrui's spirits perked up, she knew that Jing Yan was back, and she was busy leaning out to look.

On the street, where are there still Yang Xi, Hong'er and others? In the distance, an ordinary carriage came slowly, and the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone pavement, "da-da-da...... There is also the sound of the wheels "squeaking".

Yu Wenrui had never found this sound so good.

The joy in her heart could no longer be hidden, and she only felt that the sun was incomparably bright and lovely.

"Wei Shun, keep up with the Queen Mother, let's go back to the palace!" Yu Wenrui commanded with joy.

Wei Shun agreed loudly and followed the emperor downstairs.

The one sitting in that carriage was Jing Yan. At this time, she didn't know how excited Yu Wenrui was not far from her, and her thoughts were still immersed in an hour ago-

Jing Yan's mother, Mrs. Duan, was buried in the ancestral tomb of the Jing family, she paid tribute to her mother, sat with her mother for a while, the depression in her heart was still difficult to unravel, and all that turned around was the empress dowager's deathbed accusation: "Your mother has a spirit in the sky, you should be ashamed!" ”

Jing Yan caressed her mother's tombstone, and tears couldn't stop running down her cheeks: Is her mother really ashamed of herself? Is it just because she fell in love with the sisters of the Yuwen family that her mother is ashamed of herself?

She really wanted to hear her mother say it in person, did she really think she was so unbearable?

Even if her mother died of illness when she was young, Jing Yan didn't believe that if her mother was still alive now, she would be willing to insult herself because of this incident. She believed that her mother loved her.

But why? Her own aunt, the woman who was regarded as her mother after losing her mother at a young age, refused to let go of herself until she died?

Jing Yan's liver and intestines were broken, but because of the demeanor of the Empress Dowager of the Great Zhou, she couldn't even cry in front of her mother's grave, and her heart was full of pain.

She thought that her mother could be reborn, so at least she wouldn't feel so sad!

She thought about it a lot, whether the Empress Dowager was reborn, she wanted her to take a look, even if she was with Yu Wenrui, it was not as "unbearable" as the Empress Dowager thought!

However, everything is just a fantasy after all. No one will be born again, leaving her alone to bear the pain of cutting her heart.

On the way back, Jing Yan ordered He Chong to pass through the imperial mausoleum with a carriage and horse. He Chong only said that she wanted to see the Yongling Tomb where the Empress Dowager and Emperor Renzong were buried together, in order to send her sorrows, but she didn't know that Jing Yan actually had an impulse in her heart at that moment, and she wanted to rush to the Empress Dowager's mausoleum and ask her: Where is the child ashamed of the mother's family?

The Shinto outside the Imperial Mausoleum is desolate and quiet on weekdays, except during the royal festival, and it is inaccessible here. Jing Yan's car passed by here, looking extremely lonely.

She lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the solemn scene outside, and suddenly froze—

In the distance, there was a lonely figure, facing the direction of Yongling, motionless, like a stone statue on both sides of the Shinto that had been beaten by wind and rain for a hundred years.

Is that...... Medicine mother-in-law!

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