A-Niang and Mama glanced at each other, put down the things in their hands, and walked outside the mansion. When he saw me staying there, he took me by the hand and said to me, "Come with me, girl." ”

I sniffed and followed behind Auntie and Grandma.

A-Niang and Mama refused to look up all the way to greet them, and leaned down shallowly, looking cowardly and extremely respectful. When he arrived outside the door of the house, he knelt on the ground. At this time, the "black-faced god" who was holding the halberd was also silent, kneeling extremely upright.

I stood at the door, facing a golden glitter, followed by the old long line of attendants. I've never seen a battle like this when I've grown so big.

The people knelt on both sides in trepidation, all facing the dust, silent.

This is not like the people of Chang'an City who love to look at the lively people.

I'm a little unaccustomed to it. I was about to take a look at the vacancy and sneak out to find Ermao to play, but Mama seemed to have touched my mind, looked up at me, and I couldn't bear Mama's pale and empty eyes. There are tears shining in those eyes!

I bent my legs, trying to kneel down like my grandmother. Mama stopped me: "...... Yaya, you don't have to, if he wants you to kneel, you kneel again. ”

I stood there stunned.

A person came out of the brilliant chariot, and everyone supported him, and he was sincerely afraid.

He walked over to us.

Brought a team of attendants, what a big style!

Ah Niang glanced at Mama, Mama also looked at A-Niang, and then, as if they had made an appointment, they crawled forward on their knees, and bowed solemnly in front of the formation of people coming from the chariot:

"The maid has been guarding the emperor's order for eight years, sincerely fearful, remembering the king's grace, adhering to the edict, and not worrying about the palace in the distance,...... I will pay a visit to His Royal Highness the Prince, and may the East Palace be happy forever! ”

That was the first time I saw him. He was only eleven years old that year, he was not yet a teenager, but he was old everywhere in his gestures, he was the prince of the East Palace of the noble court, and he was my brother.

Later, Mama recalled me and him that year and said something like this: "Jingwu is still a child, but the East Palace already has the appearance of Chengzuo." ”

He inherited the emperor's destiny according to the mandate of heaven, poor East Palace, only three years older than me, and he carried a heavy burden on his shoulders at a young age. His childhood will never be as heartless as mine, nor can he be like me, just a child, just know how to play.

That is his sorrow and sorrow, and the Emperor of Heaven's Mandate cannot be regarded as a blessing.

I stood next to Ah Niang and looked up at him, his eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously not pretending to be depressed, but at a young age, his face couldn't stop the heaviness and sadness from the heart.

He was dressed in a thick black robe, and the intricate patterns were embellished with gold threads, which were bright and brilliant in the scorching snow. He is not tall, an eleven-year-old child, if he is not in the emperor's family, he is still a "child"! I'm really afraid that he won't be able to hold up this cold snow.

He saw me. His eyes refused to leave for a moment, staring at me clearly. I also looked at him, thinking, what is this dignitary from nowhere?

But I saw tears flash in his eyes.

The winter of the third year of Yuankang reminded the sorrow of Jun's father all the time.

He questioned A-Niang and Mama: "...... Think...... Si'er? ”

A-Niang nodded and swallowed tears; Mama raised her sleeves and wiped her eyes.

I don't understand the adult world at all, I just want to go and play with Ermao. A-Niang said that we were leaving, and she refused to take Ermao, and she might never see Ermao again in the future.

I wrapped my fox skin tightly and stabbed and tried to jump out again. but crashed into his arms and was caught by him. He is a nobleman by nature, and he has a lot of servants, and someone has already set up a big thick oil umbrella to serve, and the slightest snow flakes can't hit him.

So his arms were warm, warm.

I wanted to break free, he swallowed tears: "Si'er......" Then, his hair was constantly rubbed by his little hand, and he actually choked sadly: "Si'er, you have grown so big!" ”

He called me "Si'er", I never knew I had such a nice name. "Si'er" is much better than "Erya", if Ah Niang had called me like this earlier, I wouldn't have been teased by Ermao for so long!

I looked at A-Niang in confusion and shouted, "A-Niang......"

A-Niang didn't dare to talk to me casually like before, she still knelt and didn't dare to move, only said: "Erya, call 'brother'——"

I didn't shout, sniffing and earning: "I want to find Ermao to play......"

"Good Erya, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is taking you home."

"I don't want to go home! I'm going to...... Play! I want to play! "The more I earn, the more I'm afraid of the cold atmosphere. A-Niang and Mama, why are they different from before?

He let go of me, but he still held my hand tightly. He looked at A-Niang and Mama with some doubts, and Mama said: "The doll has a bad life, and I want to have a cheap life to support it, so I call 'Erya', and I shout like this." ”

He nodded, "That's good." Then he turned to me and said, "Erya, let's go home, brother will take you to your house!" ”

I insisted, "I'm not leaving." ”

"Why ......?" His pupils were shining, his eyelashes were so long, and the heavy snow color was faintly closed, moistening his eyes darker and brighter.

But it's a little sad.

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I stood on tiptoe to look at him carefully, and said, "Mama said, my brother took me to my house and can see my father, isn't it?" ”

His eyes suddenly brightened, the snow color was gone, and he said cheerfully, "Yes! Back to our home...... Si'er, brother misses you so much. ”

"Who is my dad?" I asked, tilting my face.

He said: "Our father, Ju Weiyang, Cheng Tianzuo, he is the most noble and noble person in the world!" ”

"What about my mother?"

He paused, his long eyelashes closed, and his nose was red,—— it's so cold on this snowy day! He raised his head slightly, and I saw tears gleam in his eyes, and he ...... Swipe by.

Like a star, it flashes and disappears.

I felt a little pity for him: "Brother......" I took his hand and shook it. That was the first time I called his brother, and he seemed to come to life in an instant, and clenched my hand: "Our mother, it is to congratulate the queen." ”

"Congratulations...... Gong ......: "I think this name is hard to remember.

He smiled, Fang Cai's sadness had already been buried deeply, and said, "Our mother is the queen of the monarch's father." When the monarch's father Long Qian, he was hired as his wife, and in the first year of Yuanping, he was named the queen. His voice was a little hoarse: "...... The nickname is 'Gong Wai', so it is called 'Gong Wai Queen'. ”

I was young at the time, and I didn't want to study hard, so I naturally didn't know that this "nickname" was only available to people who had passed away in the Enlightenment. My brother and I died early and were buried in Duling South Garden.

She is the miss of my father's life.

My brother asked me, "Si'er, do you know why your name is called 'Si'er'?" ”

I shook my head.

My brother took my hand: "Don't talk about this, let's go home." ”

I'm obsessed with the snow in Chang'an. When I turned around, my small body was trapped in the snowy sky, and the scene of parting that day, how many years after that, I didn't plan to appear in my dream every year.

My deep house and alleys, my steaming wonton noodles at the corner of Chang'an Street, and my Ermao were finally discarded by me in my dreams.

Under the Fengque steps, above the high pavilion of the Qiong Building, the willow color is new every year, the snow color is new, I have seen all the countries dressed in crown worship crowns, and the courtiers in the twilight years kowtow under the scepter of the monarch's father like pounding garlic. From here, the general of the monarch's father has been levied, and from here, the world of my Han has been extended inch by inch, and it is glorious.

I first returned to the Han Palace when I was eight years old. At the age of eight, he returned to his father.

The monarch I have seen, there is only ambition and coldness in his eyes, he looks at me lightly above his Dan Majesty, it is my brother who takes my hand and worships you, and the elder brother says: "Father, our Si'er is back." ”

The elder brother was delighted, he was only eleven years old at the time. Liu Zheng of the East Palace, is the most favored prince of the monarch's father, he kneels on the ground, and the courtiers kowtow behind the East Palace, saying: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty!" ”

The full court is the color of joy.

But he wasn't happy. He only glanced at me lightly, slowly raised his hand, and said "exempt".

The prince of the East Palace was indignant and said, "Father, the son has brought Si'er back, you ...... Aren't you happy? Erchen asked for a decree to bring Si'er into the East Palace, study with Erchen, and hope that His Majesty will be accurate. ”

He is gentle and kind. At the age of eleven, he can already be remarkable.

But the monarch said coldly: "I don't want you to be my minister, you are a 'son', and you should act in the way of a son...... Before the words of the saint were finished, my gentle and kind prince brother had already bowed his head: "No." The son obeys the commandment. ”

It's not that he doesn't want to fight for me, he doesn't dare. On the one hand, he is the Son of Heaven, and on the other hand, he is a minister, and he clearly says that he does not want the East Palace to be a "minister", how can the ancient monarchs and ministers, fathers, fathers, sons and sons exceed the rules?

My father doesn't love me. That's what I knew early on.

When the imaginary family banquet was about to retreat, the prince's brother couldn't hold back any longer, and said: "Where and where should Your Majesty put Si'er?" …… Since I have entered the palace, I have already entered the palace, but I am not crowned? ”

"I don't need your guidance yet." The monarch was already displeased.

But my brother of the prince, who was not afraid of death, refused to get up, and when the court chief confessed, he touched the ground with his forehead and said, "...... The princess Si is mourning the queen Xu's out, and the son is a mother of the same sibling, the son can't bear to be the sister of the house, now fortunately to return the pearl court, when the title is to be titled, when the throne is in place, when knocking on Duling South Park......"

I knelt for a long time, and I couldn't understand what my brother was saying, but the king's eyes were cold inch by inch, the crown covered the forehead with twelve crowns, and the eyes under the beads were as straight as frost, looking coldly at the East Palace.

After a long time, he said slowly: "That is the case, Feng 'Jingwu', where he lives in Yichun/Palace, that is, he migrates." ”

There is no turmoil on the top of the king, I don't know what the deep meaning is, I just feel that the king has rewarded the face of the East Palace, and the East Palace has played accurately.

But the prince's brother doesn't seem to be happy.

Ah Niang gently stabbed me: "Princess, Xie Majesty Xià Longen......" I was stunned, but was stopped by the prince's brother, he walked a few steps on his knees, and kowtowed to his majesty: "Father, Yichun/The palace is located in Shanglin Yuan, far away from the court, and the father and emperor rarely go hunting, so can't you talk about the family of father and daughter for a long time?" ”

Ah Niang's eyes were full of tears, it was like this. They all understand.

It was His Majesty who hated me, so he got in the way of the East Palace picking me up, and if he could lose it, he threw it away, and he couldn't see it, and he didn't get tired of it.

That's how it was.

I was born to be hated by others, and many years later, my father gave me a sentence - "born to defeat my mother", and I can't refute it.

Born to be a mother.

That was Jingwu's life.