Chapter 130: Once Upon a Time
For a long time after that, the sister and brother did not speak, sat and stood, and accompanied their father in their own way for a long time. し
Xia Zhenming's body decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the imperial doctors couldn't stop it even if they tried their best, so they begged for Doctor Wen, who shook his head after checking the pulse again, "Medicine doctors don't die, but they can't save people who are going to die, they may wake up today and tomorrow, if there is something that the emperor needs to arrange, you should be ready, don't leave people." ”
This result is not surprising to everyone.
Sang Yirong patted the Sang who was tired of being beside him, and there was no rumored to be a powerful and cool Lord Sang at all, "You can do what you want, don't worry about your mother, your mother doesn't care about that." ”
Sang Xia hugged her mother's arm and didn't let go, was silent for a moment, and said, "He's sorry for my mother." ”
"Yes, he's sorry for me, so my mother hid your existence." Touching his daughter's head, Sang Yirong smiled lightly, "Your name was taken by him, once probably because it was a big victory, after he mentioned it, he said that if we have a child, whether it is a son or a daughter, it is called Sang Xia, I did not break my promise, but just deprived him of the qualification to participate in this process, but I still have to tell you, Xia Er, if he knew about your existence, he would definitely give you all the favor, you are my daughter and his daughter, the meaning is far different from his other children." ”
"Because he loves his mother?"
"There may be a reason for this, but not really."
Facing her daughter's puzzled eyes, Sang Yirong waved her hand to signal the others to retreat, and glanced at Leng Jia, who understood and personally guarded the door.
Sang Xia was a little nervous, what could be the secret that even Aunt Jia couldn't know? Is it related to her?
Sang Yirong's eyes were a little misty, and the secret that had been hidden for many years was not so difficult to tell her daughter. "Xia Zhenming and I are from another world, in other words, we are not from this world, because we came here by accident, and you are the blood and bones of our two rootless duckweed strangers, the only blood and bones. and how can it be compared with others? ”
Sang Xia suddenly understood many things.
So my mother doesn't have a maiden family. She has no family, so the emperor has no elders. There are no brothers and sisters, not even relatives of the side branch clan, but because there are too many people in troubled times, they do not seem abrupt.
I see.
But one of the people who should have depended on each other betrayed. How sad my mother must have been at that time!
"Mother, you...... Love him? Do you regret it? ”
Love? Sang Yirong held his head and recalled the past. "At first, it shouldn't be said that it was love, but the two fought side by side and had the same secret, and they only dared to relax themselves when facing each other. Naturally, it is much closer than others, and after a long time, there will be feelings. If I knew that there would be that later, maybe I would rather be a comrade-in-arms. I won't become a husband and wife, but if that's the case, there won't be you, so my mother has never regretted it, love has never been my all. ”
"You don't hate him at all?"
"It's not so much hatred as disappointment, I used to believe in him very much, but he betrayed me." After a pause, Sang Yirong suddenly sighed, "I should still be a little hateful, otherwise I wouldn't have dissuaded so many people when they hung up their seals, let alone conceal your existence, that was my revenge, in fact, this revenge is still there today, I have lived the life I want for more than ten years as I wished, and he has regretted it for more than ten years while sitting in a high position, who is better than whom?" ”
Sang Xia didn't know what she wanted to ask, but she just felt uncomfortable in her heart, and she always felt that something was wrong.
Who is Sang Yirong, how could she not know what she is struggling with, feeling a little funny, and a little distressed, she touched her head affectionately and said: "You are your mother in exchange for half a life, it has never been a weapon that your mother used to retaliate against him, it is not an accident, it is not redundant, watching you grow from a small group to the appearance you are now, every day makes your mother full of expectations, my mother kills too much, and is attacked by nightmares every night, it is also strange, since I gave birth to you and slept with you, those dreams have never been there, if there is no Xia'er, I'm afraid that my mother has been tortured a long time ago. ”
Therefore, when the An family estimated that Xia Er's eight characters were heavy enough to suppress all the spirits, she believed it, and it was Xia Er who let the gods and ghosts get close to her to get back to peace, if she had dreamed like that for more than ten years, she would either be crazy by now or would have been unbearable and committed suicide.
Sang Xia was happy and embarrassed, and glanced around with a red face, but he didn't dare to fall on his mother's person.
My mother has never said such nice things to her!
"Mother, I'm ...... I'm going to the military department. ”
Sang Yirong smiled and nodded, and the smile faded when she saw her leave briskly.
What she can indulge in is the coquettishness of this day, and soon, the sky will change.
Once she sits in that position, what will her Xia Er become? Innocence, hot-bloodedness, integrity, kindness, these good qualities that Xia Er has now, may be maintained forever?
No matter how strong Sang Yirong is, she can't help but show weakness in a no-man's house at this time, she can't help but think, it would be good if she gave birth to a son, men are born to take advantage, and everything they do can get twice the result with half the effort, as a woman, it is not easy to get ahead in this era, let alone sit in that position.
In the history she knew, the only empress Wu Zetian suffered a lot and sacrificed everything she could to become emperor at the age of sixty-seven.
And her Xia Er is only seventeen years old.
Seventeen years old, still in the first year of high school in that world, secretly falling in love, being squeezed by homework, this is all about the life of a child at this age.
But Xia Er has to bear the life and death of a country.
Sang Yirong closed his eyes and warned himself not to be soft-hearted.
She has already paid a heavy price for her concession, if she twists it again, she can't imagine what will happen in the future, people will win the sky sounds good, but people are as small as ants, how can they be stronger than fate.
Time, fate, luck, Xia'er, can't escape.
She can only hope that An Pingzhi is really her lover now, Xia Er will not change, and An Pingzhi will not change for the rest of her life.
With the escort of love, Xia Er can live less hard.
The palace was surrounded by iron barrels, and a sparrow could not even fly out if it flew in, let alone deliver news.
The news that the emperor was critically ill did not spread, and the orders that could be sent out from the palace also made the courtiers know in their hearts.
For a moment, the courtiers were all silent.
Without those who muddy the waters, those who remain are not absolutely loyal, but they are also the ones who can carry it in the end, and they cannot help but worry about the shock caused by the death of a king. (To be continued)
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(Tianjin)