The carriage bumped into the steaming Chang'an.

That's Chang'an. It is a bit similar to Chang'an, which I knew when I was a child, but it is not the same. Today, on the Shangyuan Festival, the candy man's seller led a few rabbit lamps at his feet, and even the vendor who sold wonton was eager to change to selling paper lanterns. Chang'an is bright and bright, the street is transparent, and there seem to be paper lamps for sale in front of each stall. The lamp of the occasion turned into a beam of flames, illuminating my Chang'an.

I covered the curtain and suddenly said to my brother, "Brother, I don't fall in love with Lin Yuan. It's not fun at all. ”

My brother looked at me and said fondly: "Good Si'er, stay for a while, and my brother will ask my father for his life, and he will definitely take you back to the Han Palace." ”

My brother didn't understand what I meant.

I mean, I'm leaving. I want to leave Shanglin Yuan, leave the Han Palace, leave my brother.

I rubbed my hands, sighed, and said, "Brother, on Si'er's birthday, I was hanging out in Shanglin Yuan...... Guess what, I hit it? ”

"Silly girl, you love to play."

"Alas," I sighed, "I have a ghost, a real ghost!" It's terrible! ”

"Ghosts?" The elder brother said, "Si'er is in a daze. ”

"No, Si'er is very sober, and Si'er is still talking to that ghost!" I was babbling, "...... It's a female ghost! ”

The elder brother's expression was slightly grim: "Si'er, where have you been?" Hit something unclean? Brother Sue, did you go to Zhaotai? ”

"Zhaotai? Si'er doesn't know. I was a little anxious: "What is this place?" ”

"That's it," the elder brother sighed, "Shanglin Yuan is not a place to stay for a long time, it is the brother's incompetence, Si'er has been returning the pearl for three years, and he has not been able to let you move back to the Han Palace." Si'er, you wait, come on, my brother will return to the court to show his father, and he will let Si'er go back to the pepper room to teach. ”

I know that it is a difficult thing to do, and the matter decided by the monarch Long Wei is not something that can be moved by one person. I said, "Brother, Si'er doesn't want you to be so embarrassed. ”

"Brother is not embarrassed," he said, "Si'er has been displaced since childhood, so it is pitiful!" Three years ago, he had to return to the Han Palace, but he was not allowed to be raised in front of the king's relatives, if the mother of Jiuquan knew about it...... How heartache to be. ”

I lowered my head, unable to see his sad face, and only whispered, "If my mother is here, she will ...... Will she love me? ”

The elder brother was stunned, and tears welled up in his eyes. He gently stretched out his hand, and the warmth of my cheeks floated, and his fingertips touched my cheeks, and there was a slight coolness, and then, this coolness was swallowed, and his hand was covered, and the palm was very warm. The warmth spread very slowly......

"The queen mother loves Si'er, and Si'er is the queen mother's life in exchange! The queen mother's love is like life! ”

His breath was a little rapid. My brother was forced to cry by me.

"Why...... Gentleman's father regards Si'er like a mustard? ”

The elder brother opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it back again.

The car stopped, and the hot shouting of the peddlers made Chang'an look familiar.

It's what it looks like in a dream.

The king, dressed in a green shirt, stepped out of the car slowly. In the steam, he seemed to be still young. I can't see the old state and vicissitudes at all.

Also in Chang'an at night, and also in this country, the most infatuated emperor in the world had a touching story with his death.

Xu Pingjun. That's the queen mother's name. Since the queen mother, no one in the Han Palace dared to mention this name. The last time I heard someone mention it was from the mouth of the crazy "female ghost" in Shanglin Yuan. Xu Pingjun - deeply hated.

I realized at this moment that I should go back to Shanglin Yuan, go to the female ghost, and ask to understand why she was trapped in Shanglin Yuan, why she met me on that miserable rainy night, and why she gritted her teeth and shouted the words "Xu Pingjun" so much.

But I'm afraid that I will never have a chance again in this life.

I won't go back.

Only "Chang'an" is my home.

He got out of the car, surrounded by attendants. My brother also drew me close to me and stayed with me. In this world, it is very good to be an emperor, and many people regard him as the stars and the moon.

The king frowned, he had beautiful eyebrows, deep eyes, reflecting the Chang'an with broken light, like Akashi Yaoyao. The king's joy and anger are invisible, only an inch of majesty, three points of bearing, no one can tell what the king thinks in his heart.

He came to my "Chang'an". Eleven years ago, he personally abandoned me in "Chang'an", but in his Han Palace. Now that he is back again, he only enjoys the lights for one night, and he is not touched by prosperity, and in a few days, he will return to his Han Palace.

It's as if he never knew Chang'an, as if he never knew that he also had a daughter, who was abandoned by him in this unlit alley of Chang'an.

When I came to my senses, I found that this majestic son of heaven was looking at me. Thinking that my brother was afraid that I didn't know how to read words, and annoyed the king, he gave me a look and reminded: "Si'er......"

He said softly: "Grown up a lot? ”

My brother replied on my behalf: "Yes, father, when I took Si'er back, she was only eight years old, and now three years have passed, the year and eleven, the light year is really fast, the black rabbit is gone, and the queen mother has left the monarch to go, and it has been eleven years." ”

The elder brother is so smart, he never leaves his mother in everything, only when he mentions his mother, the iron-hearted monarch is soft.

Sure enough, my father stopped talking, gently tilted his head, and led us around Chang'an City. My brother drove with me, so I was naturally careful and careful, I didn't like to talk, so I buried my head in my brother, thinking in my heart, if I got the opportunity, I would plunge into the night of Chang'an, and never look back.

Go find my Ermao.

Go to his Han Palace Qianqiu! his noble grandson! How can there be such an aggrieved nobleman!

The warm wonton noodles, the fragrant soup, and the cries of selling one after another, Chang'an is like a broken brass mirror, and it has been carefully glued back to its former appearance.

After three years of separation, I will return to my Chang'an one day.

Since then, the rain and fog have been deep and thick, and they will never leave.

The emperor can also "enter the country and follow the customs", and he does not think that the small traders are messy and deceive the nobles. He sat down and ordered a bowl of pastry, and the hot clouds steamed his face. The emperor took a spoon and opened the chives, sucked a spoonful gently, and said to his attendants: "This tastes good!" ”

None of us dared to sit down, and we watched the saint feast. I was annoyed in my heart, and I said that I was tired, and it wasn't the palace, so who would follow the rules and be hungry! According to my thoughts, it is...... Let's sit down together and have a bowl of hot stomachs, how good!

The emperor rolled his eyes and poked around: "Sit, sit down, Xiao'er—you also have a bowl, warm and warm!" ”

Say it early!

I rejoiced in my heart, and said that this emperor is not good because of ten million, which is still excellent! I stayed away and sat down at another table—

My brother caught a glimpse of me and said, "Si'er, you can sit with us!" ”

I naturally know my brother's thoughts, but my brother is stupid! - If I sit at the same table with you, can you make you love me and love me? I don't want this burning stick to burn people's eye sockets.

I said, "Brother, I don't like to be noisy, and I don't want to sit with you." ”

The emperor looked at me as if I had made such a decision, which was very strange.

What's so weird? I have known since I was a child that I don't attract the love of my father, and I hide far away, how can I annoy my father in vain?

I covered the small bowl and took two mouthfuls of noodles, and the warm soup entered my mouth, and my whole body swelled with warmth. It's like holding a small stove in your hand. It reminds me of my home in the alleys of Chang'an many years ago, when my grandmother and my mother ironed the stove for me, cooked the hot chicken noodle soup, and I covered my hands while chewing noodles and listened to my mother's story. I was tired of listening, so I took a nap, and when I woke up, I slipped over the wall and went to Ermao to play.

I can laugh out loud when I think about it.

Chang'an Avenue on the Shangyuan Festival is really lively. From a distance, the entire street is hung with paper lanterns, and the wind-swept wind tears the clusters of fireflies into broken light. The person who walks is the lamp that walks, and one person carries a lamp, swaggering on the bustling streets of Chang'an.

There was once a king who admired his prosperous appearance in Chang'an, and he didn't know how much tenderness he used to rub into this night. I don't know how many years ago, there was also a king of the Han Dynasty, passing through Chang'an during the brightly lit Shangyuan Lantern Festival.

Like the monarch's father tonight, micro-service? Eat a bowl of bean curd?

Or with his beloved concubine?

Go to his Chang'an.

I suspect that I think too much, except for a monarch who treats his deceased monarch with deep affection, who can be as romantic as him?

Probably in Chang'an, the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, only one monarch, the monarch's father, has visited at night.

The reason why I think so deeply is that I ...... It's probably easier to run if you get confused! Alas! glanced at the prince, this guy is not looking at me, and the monarch has no self in his eyes, why don't you leave at this time?

I touched the table and glanced around with the most sneaky eyes in my life...... No one is looking at me, so let's go! The Han Palace will not be less respectful, and the cold Shanglin Yuan will not remember who has lived here.

This loneliness and loneliness are all integrated into the cool night.

I'm going to find Ermao, I'm going back to my house. Shanglin Yuan, only Mama and A-Niang can still be missed, as soon as I leave, they will look for me, they will miss me, I just need to plan again, take the two of them out. The Han Palace is too prosperous, and no one cares about Shanglin Yuan in the suburbs, when there are two old palace people missing.

In this way, we will meet again at home in the alley, like many years ago, with A-Niang, Mama, and Erya in the family. Erya can climb trees, climb walls, and bully Ermao.

A-Niang will tell stories to Erya.

As soon as you get back to the past, you will go back to the past. I thought that every qiē would go back to the way it was.

It was measured at the age of eleven, like that...... Simplicity.

Chang'an has long since left my home.

The night is thicker. It's like locking the swaying light of the Shangyuan Festival. I rubbed my eyes, pulled out a candle from a copper plate, and gently blew it on. The wind was so strong that it almost blew out the candlelight in my arms.

I was riding on the wall, afraid I was going to fall.

"Ride—ride—" like riding a horse, and my heart rejoices. It's like three years ago, when the stingy fox came up to the wall, I shouted, "Ermao—Ermao—"

I also rode on the wall at this time and shouted:

"Ermao—"

"Ermao-Ermao-"