Xiaoxiao autumn rain is dark and remnant of autumn, and endurance is full of lovesickness.

The autumn rain gently knocked on the orange window, as if standing quietly in front of the window looking at the rain curtain outside and his heart seemed to be ticking and dripping with a light rain, holding a red inkstone, this is the first time in his life to see the red inkstone, this is called Duanxi blood inkstone, when his father taught himself to write when he was a child, he said that the paper of the Central Plains belongs to Xuanzhou's rice paper is the best, and this inkstone is the end of the Duanzhou inkstone of Bashu, this inkstone is the rarest of the Duanxi blood inkstone, it is said that more than 100 years to be able to appear a piece. This inkstone is paid tribute to the imperial court, only the emperor and the generals, dignitaries and dignitaries can use the inkstone, so that the rice paper, as if he likes to write since childhood, and this rice paper and the inkstone are only used after he married Murong Yichuan, and now she is the best whether she repairs books or writes and paints at will. Now she held the legendary blood inkstone in the palm of her hand as if she couldn't believe it, she looked at the inkstone again and again, until the cold and hard stone had a temperature in her hand before she believed that this was not a dream, she did hold a rare Duanxi blood inkstone.

It was as if he put the inkstone back under his dressing mirror, picked up the piece of paper full of acacia and couldn't stop his tears from slipping down, "Drunk and lying on the mountain hate no rain, how can the bright moon solve the lovesickness." The candle will only empty tears, and Anzhi is a little lonely. The handsome and vigorous handwriting slowly transformed into the man's beautiful and affectionate face, which slowly became clear in front of his eyes, and then blurred after a moment of clarity, until he disappeared, all said that seeing words is like seeing people, but the words on the paper are lingering and can't resist the warmth of embracing each other at the first sight of Jun. It seems that he is most afraid of rain, and when he receives a letter from his husband in this autumn rain, he is even more melancholy, and he is so embarrassed that he is in the depths, turning into lovesick tears, I really want to go to Bashu to reunite with him regardless of a qiē, but I want to stay and guard the country for him, and I still have so many ties in the capital that I don't allow myself to be as willful as I was at the beginning, and I don't want to go to the border to meet him.

It was as if he had read Murong Yichuan's letter with tears, and then read some of the instructions he wanted to convey to the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces, his heart was overwhelmed, and he still didn't know when the return date was, and he really couldn't hold on. When I looked up and saw myself in the mirror, I was in tears, and half of my makeup was gone.

Xiao Qianxue on the side saw that her face was full of tears, so she hurriedly and sensibly wiped away her mother's tears with her little hands, "The queen mother doesn't cry, don't cry." ”

Facing her daughter's flower-like immature face, a warm current surged in her heart, fortunately with her and a pair of newborn brothers and sisters by her side, wouldn't it be more difficult to live without their sisters and brothers, "Xue'er stopped crying after her mother." ”

For Wanruo, this month has passed so long, every day in addition to revising the "Biography of the Daughters" or copying the Buddhist scriptures, is to personally take care of the newborn Xiao Yunkai and Xiao Danhe brothers and sisters, followed by Zi Yan to talk to him, seeing that the "Biography of the Daughters" has been completed by himself, I don't know how to pass this loneliness in the future. Xiao Qianxue has a well-behaved and caring personality, loves to talk and laugh, which has become an indispensable ripple in life like stagnant water.

As if lovingly caressing Xiao Qianxue's delicate little face with her moist hands, "Does the queen mother miss her father?" Why can't my father die, does he not want us anymore? Xiao Qianxue flashed her talking eyes and looked at her tear-stained mother, and asked in a milky voice.

In the face of her daughter's inquiry, she smiled and said Don't talk nonsense, why doesn't your father want us, he went to war, and he will come back when the war is over.

"When will the battle be over? I miss my father so much. Xiao Qianxue's eyes were hung with a faint layer of mist, which looked extremely moving.

As if he sighed and whispered that when our father came back on Xue'er's birthday, he loved Xue'er the most, and he would not miss his baby's birthday. And every time he is speechless, I hope he can come back when the first snow this winter comes, or he can come back when the plum blossoms are in full bloom, and I hope that he can come back on the night of the full moon soon, he can come back to see himself and their newly born children, husband, don't you want me to give you a son, see that our Yunkai has been born for half a month, why don't you come back to see him?

It rained for a day and a night, and finally looked forward to the time when the rain had passed and the sky was clear.

The autumn after the rain seems to be much colder than before the rain, as if occasionally pushing open the window, the wind blowing in from outside she couldn't help but shiver, hurriedly closed the window, the autumn is getting deeper and deeper, the sycamore leaves outside the window are almost gone, and the pot of red lotus in the room has also withered away. The autumn of Bashu is earlier than that of the capital, and now it must be extremely cold, and I hope that you will be well in Bashu.

As if she was sad alone for a while, she asked Chunhong to call Su Su, and asked her to hand over the chassis instructions written by Murong Yichuan to Shangguan Tianjue, and then hand them over to Prime Minister Xiao Suen and others in Shangguan Tianjue, and now that she is doing confinement, it is inconvenient to meet with the ministers, so they all convey some doubts to the courtiers through Guò Susu and Tianjue, and at the same time, some important pieces of the courtiers are also passed on to their hands by Tianjue and Su Su.