Nan Qi looked at Nan Jiu with bright eyes, his eyes were as bright as if they were glowing when he said these words, and anyone could see his mood clearly in his eyes. Zhu Zhu Hai is a remnant

This is Lao Jiu he has never seen before.

He is used to seeing the cold-faced Lao Jiu, the unsmiling Lao Jiu, and even the indifferent and ruthless Lao Jiu, and the hard and indestructible Lao Jiu. I have never seen anything like this, and when I talk about a person, my face is full of the youthful appearance of a young man.

He opened his mouth a little dryly, his eyes full of doubts: "Xiao Jiu, do you know that you have changed yourself?" ”

Nan Jiu was slightly stunned and looked up at him.

Nan Qi smiled slightly, but with puzzlement: "Xiao Jiu, when you mentioned Miss Xia, you have become less like yourself. Do you know? You change yourself for the sake of one person...... "He can't understand this feeling, and changing himself for someone else is like lifting a mask to face it, and he is insecure.

Nan Jiu looked at the incomprehension and doubts in Nan Qi's eyes, and for the first time found that the omnipotent eldest brother actually didn't understand.

For example, everyone praised him for his gentleness and courtesy, but in fact it was only because he felt that as a prince, he should love the people like a son.

He didn't even understand what feelings were.

"Big brother, when you like someone, you will find that in fact, you can get the eyes of the person you like, and it doesn't matter if you change yourself." Nan Jiu wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder, but found that he couldn't move at all, so he could only pat the jade pillow, "There is always someone who will make you willing to give up a qiē to make her laugh." ”

For example, when he sees Summer smiling, he will feel that the sky is bright-

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"Meng Meng, maybe you think I and your father are sorry for your mother and daughter, but you must know that all the qiē that you and your mother have are given by your father." Emperor Deterrence was silent for a long time, looking at Xia Meng, who had been standing there stubbornly and silently, and said, "You can blame others, but you can't blame your father." ”

He witnessed with his own eyes how Ah Shen, who was so afraid of trouble, hugged Meng Meng and coaxed him, and how such a lonely person smiled at his delicate daughter.

Ah Shen didn't love Mrs. Cui, but gave all the tenderness to his daughter.

Whether it's because of guilt or because of pampering, no one can say that he's bad for Summer Moe.

What's more, since Mengmeng had a quarrel with Ah Shen in the house a year ago and was reluctant to enter the palace, Ah Shen has never entered the palace again.

They can only see each other once a day in the morning pilgrimage.

He knew that Ah Shen was worried that his smart daughter had noticed something wrong.

But Ah Shen didn't know that the daughter he had always loved knew everything, and even felt disgusting.

He felt sorry for Ah Shen.

Xia Meng looked up at him slightly when she heard this, and her bright eyes were complicated and struggling: "He has done too much for me to hide the fact that he betrayed his mother." She can't forget Jì, she can never forget Jì, when she happily rushed into her mother's bedroom to share the joy, what she saw was her body hanging in the air.

The mother wore her favorite purple brocade dress and white embroidered shoes with pearls.

She remembered that her father once praised her mother for wearing this outfit with Jiangnan femininity.

The mother wore her favorite clothes and passed away.

She didn't cry, she didn't scream, and she even looked so indifferent under the panic of the maid in the back.

She walked in step by step, looking up at her face that had no trace of beauty because of death, and wondered in her heart, would her mother, who cared so much about her father, regret it if she knew that death was like this?

Actually, no, because she saw the last letter left by her mother.

It is as white as snow on the mountain, and as cloudy as the moon.

Wen Jun has two intentions, so he decided to break up.

Today's wine fight, Mingdan ditch head.

The ditch stops, and the ditch flows from east to west.

Sad and miserable, there is no need to cry when you get married.

I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated.

The bamboo pole is curling, and the fish tail is a disciple.

Men are heavy-minded, why use money knives.

She knew this poem, and she once asked Zhuo Niangzi, who was in the previous dynasty, why she wrote this kind of poem.

When she was still young, she was not proficient in poetry and songs because she was pampered, and she only came to ask because her mother was a well-known talented woman.

When she read this poem, she only remembered the sentence "May you win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated".

She doesn't remember the scene very clearly, but she remembers that her mother's soft face almost blends with the summer scenery. The mother took the poetry collection and told her that a woman is looking forward to marrying a good man all her life, Zhuo Niangzi and her husband were very affectionate, and they did not dislike their husband's lack of fame and were willing to commit to him, and even went to sell tofu to make a living.

Later, her husband was respected by the emperor, and the two were separated, and her husband rose and fell in the officialdom and came into contact with more people and things. Then she was pleased with another woman and wanted to be a concubine, and Zhuo Niangzi, who was far away, learned the news and wrote this poem and sent it to her husband to express her determination.

When she was young, she was very puzzled when she heard it, and asked her mother that since Zhuo Niangzi knew why her husband and concubine were so decisive, shouldn't men take concubines for granted?

The mother looked at her, gently stroked her hair, and her voice was helpless. She said, if you really like a person, how can you allow it to be shared with others?

She also applauded happily and said with a smile that her father loves her mother, and she has never taken a concubine!

She didn't know how much bitterness her mother had in her heart at that time, her mother was struggling, she didn't want to give up herself but couldn't accept her father's feelings with others.

Eventually, she chose to be free.

She didn't have a trace of surprise when she received the jewelry box from the big girl next to her mother, she knew that since her mother chose to leave, she must have prepared everything.

She just held that jewelry box and couldn't sleep day and night.

At that time, she didn't know anything, and she didn't understand why her mother suddenly threw herself into the box, just as she didn't understand why there was a poem in the jewelry box - "White Head Yin".

Until she naughtily hid in the Golden Dragon Hall to hide from cats, but unexpectedly saw the two embracing each other.

At that time, she understood why her mother chose to leave like this.

She held it in her heart and hated it for so long.

Xia Meng doesn't know what's going on with the blockage in her heart and the clarity in her mind.,It seems that no matter how much you recall the past, it's only your heart that suffers.,You won't lose your mind.。

Her sanity seemed completely unaffected by those things.

Emperor Deterrence looked at Xia Meng like this, and his eyes were full of puzzlement: "Mengmeng, what is your father ashamed of your mother?" Is it just because he doesn't love her? ”

Xia Meng was stunned for a moment and looked at him.

Emperor Deterrence smiled bitterly, looking at her as if she was an ignorant child: "Mengmeng, no one has stipulated that marrying a wife requires love." There are too many couples in this world who respect each other like ice, your father has at least never had three wives and four concubines, and has always given your mother the dignity of being a wife, who doesn't know that your father and your mother are in harmony? Why do you want so much? I have so many harems, do I have to love them? ”

Summer Meng took a few steps back blankly, her face full of pain: "No...... No! "Her heart is roaring, wanting to tear her body to vent! She can feel the collapse in her heart, it is impossible to let go overnight after hating for so many years, hating is the support she has been persisting for so many years! If...... If there is no need for the father to love the mother, then what is the mother's decision for?

She tried her best to calm herself down and looked at him, "No matter how much you say, I won't forgive you!" "Yes, she won't forgive them!

"Bang!"

Emperor Deterrence looked at the door that was opened by Xia Meng running out, and sighed with some tiredness: "Ah Shen ......"

He was unwilling to give up Ah Shen, and a year of deliberate suppression made his thoughts at the moment like a surging wave.

He wanted to see him—

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When Nan Qi walked in the corridor, Nan Jiu's bright eyes and a smile all came to mind.

For a moment, he felt a little dazed and a little envious.

What he has learned since he was a child is how to be a good prince, he must be excellent in everything and be respected by everyone.

The queen mother will only tell him to hold the prince's shelf, and he will love the people like a son in the future.

His father would only praise him for what he had done recently, and he would be relieved that the country would hand it over to him in the future.

Everyone around him looked at him with admiration. As if that's what he wants.

So he doesn't know what **** is at all.

Xiao Jiu said that Xia Meng fell in love with him when he was thirteen years old under the peach blossom tree, and his impression of that **** was only: she was the favorite girl of her father.

Yes, Xia Meng is in his impression that his father loves the girl.

She lives freely and carefree.

When her mother was still alive, she had a gentle mother, and now she has a loving father who wants to love her.

She has a smart brain, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, female red talents, all of which are models of women in the capital.

Such a she, like him, seems to live in other people's expectations.

The only difference is that she has happiness, while he has only depression.

He couldn't help but hate her while envying her, he didn't like this girl who was obviously expected, because she was always laughing.

Unlike her own gentleness, her smile is gentle and noble.

He couldn't admit that he was jealous of her.

Yes, he is a prince of a country and jealous of a young girl.

Therefore, when she learned that she loved herself, she was first inexplicably happy, and then repulsed.

He knew that his father loved her, so he wanted to marry her so much.

But how can everything go smoothly in a person's life?

He doesn't like such a woman, there is no difference between her gestures and the people next to her, even if it is a model, it is just more elegant,

He wanted an accident in his life. An accident that changed the status quo.

He didn't want to go on like this forever, from life to death, it was all the same.

"Master." Wang Xi saw that the night wind was rising, so he stepped forward to put on his cloak for him, "The wind is rising, do you want to go into the house and stay?" He wanted to persuade the prince to go back to the house, but obviously he didn't dare, and the prince didn't know what was going on today, and he was always silent.

Nan Qi slightly gathered the cloak on his body, glanced at the moonlight in the sky, and nodded: "Why don't you talk to Xiao Jiu, come back tomorrow." ”

As soon as I turned around, I saw the depressed summer cute.

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