Mrs. Han's heart was sour, and she couldn't help but reach out and gently caress Wu Minzhi's eyebrows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Min subconsciously dodged. Immediately realizing that something was wrong, he sat up straight, raised his eyes and smiled at his mother.

Mrs. Han was very stunned, her child, she couldn't let her dress up......

It's a pity that she didn't understand before.

In the past, she always felt that the child was her own child after all, and the life between her and the child was very long, very long.

Seeing that a layer of doubt condensed in Wu Minzhi's eyes, Mrs. Han hurriedly restrained her emotions: "What did the mother just say?" Oh, I have something to say to the child. Child, my mother has a sentence that I have always wanted to tell you: be cautious when making friends. Talent and interest are important, but what is more important is character. Wine and meat friends are easy to obtain, but friends of life and death are hard to find. Friends of the child, my mother has tried to inquire about one or two ...... before."

Mrs. Han told her son in detail, according to her speculation, who is different from the outside, who is selfish, who has won the sacred heart, who is the second saint who appreciates talent but does not like people, who is the second saint who intends to be reused, whose career has come to an end, who may not even be able to maintain the current status......

Wu Minzhi has been feasting in the house every day, in order to let his mother see what kind of people his friends are. It is said that the square gathers by like, and the things are grouped, but his careful thinking is to make his mother proud of himself.

Now listening to his mother's words, although he is deeply moved by his mother's kindness to him, he is also a little disapproving. He frowned and said, "Mother, children make friends, and they seek to be like-minded, not to speculate on their intentions. ”

Mrs. Han didn't care what he thought, and continued: "It's not to speculate? The child's words, just say it in front of the mother, and in front of the others, Hugh has to confide half a word. The child is an official, no, one day in Chang'an, he can't say this. Don't say that a child is a mother, or even your grandmother, who dares not to pay attention to speculation? Perhaps, you should add your aunt......"

When Wu Minzhi heard this, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and the look in his eyes showed the last thing Mrs. Han wanted to see.

The queen's words once again came to my heart: "Looking at the etiquette and thoughtfulness, in fact, it is indifferent and alienated, inconsistent and elusive." ”

In the past, the child's expression only made her feel uncomfortable, but now because the queen has something to say, she is full of fear.

Mrs. Han was so anxious that her tears almost fell: "Child, although your aunt is a queen, she also has her last resort. You, you have to be considerate of her. You must know that you are her nephew, the closest person except for a few princes. She treats you, she treats you....... She treats you very well. If it weren't for her......"

Mrs. Han wanted to say that if it weren't for her, our family would still be in Luoyang, looking at the faces of the Helan people and struggling to survive.

When the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything. Although the faces of the Helan people are ugly, in the end, Yueniang is still around. She knew that Yueniang was a thorn in her son's heart, how could she dare to touch it?

Wu Minzhi noticed his mother's embarrassment, but only interrupted her lightly: "Mother forgot, now that the queen is in control of the Li family, what does she have to do?" ”

Mrs. Han's face turned white all of a sudden, her lips trembled, and she burst out for a long time before she burst out: "Children, you can't talk nonsense." Although the saint is not good, but there is a prince in charge of the country, in this world, in the end, the surname is Li, your aunt...... It's just a matter of talking nonsense, how can you say that about your aunt......"

Wu Minzhi's heart softened, and he hurriedly said: "Even if she has no choice, but what my mother just said, everyone has their own fate." When the queen entered the palace, she should have known everything about today. Besides," he said with a smile, "didn't mother and grandmother always talk about it, and when the queen entered the palace, she was not like other women crying and crying, but had great ambitions?" Now that her wish has come true, I should congratulate her, but where does the word understanding begin? ”

Mrs. Han looked at her son fixedly for a long time, and although she tried her best to control herself, her fingertips still trembled.

Wu Minzhi was a little apologetic, but he was also a little surprised by his mother's overreaction: "Mother, is the child wrong?" The mother can rest assured that the child has his own measure. These words will never be spoken of by a child today. Speaking of which, if the mother had not spoken first, or to the mother, the child would not have spoken half a word. ”

When he said this, his brows suddenly tightened: "But it's strange, how can my mother talk about this?" ”

Mrs. Han calmed down and tried to say casually: "Other things, my mother can't help the child, and I said this to the child, but I want the child to go less astray." Who knows that the child does not appreciate it. ”

Wu Minzhi was already suspicious, she was afraid that he would continue to explore, so she simply said: "Also, my mother herself has not lived to understand, how can she be qualified to teach her children a lesson?" ”

Wu Minzhi lowered his eyes and said, "Mother, you know that the child is ...... That's not what I mean. ”

Mrs. Han smiled bitterly: "Child...... The mother really doesn't know whether the child is reckless or willful. However, whether it is reckless or capricious, although my mother does not know the way to be an official, she feels that it is a taboo for a courtier. ”

She was anxious, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the scroll in her son's hand, and her eyes couldn't help but light up: "This is a book edited by a child, how many stories of monarchs and ministers have been written by predecessors, and the child has not forgotten?" ”

The people in the past didn't say it, but in this court, they guessed the wrong holy will, the eldest grandson Wuji, Shangguanyi, what is the ending? But Mrs. Han can't say this. Her son is a smart man, and she is afraid that if she says it, it will add to her son's suspicion of the queen.

Wu Minzhi still smiled: "Mother, don't worry, although I am a courtier, I am also the queen's nephew." Oh, no, now I have been given the surname Wu by the queen, and I am her nephew. The queen is benevolent and generous, whether I am reckless or willful, she will always take care of a few points. ”

Mrs. Han said sadly: "Child, your aunt ......"

She was suddenly speechless, not knowing how to accurately express her meaning, and after thinking for a long time, she said: "Your aunt is so many years different from you, and it is inevitable that she will disagree with you." But after all, she is your elder, not your peer and friend, and you should respect her instead of forcing like-minded people. Besides, she has always taken good care of you, and her mother is in the palace, she ......"

Wu Minzhi casually interrupted Mrs. Han's words: "Mother, I know that the queen treats me well, and I have always been grateful. ”

Mrs. Han was slightly overjoyed, but he added coldly: "I still remember that she used to take good care of her confinement mother, and I ...... Be equally grateful. ”

Mrs. Han only felt a bang in her ears, and her mind suddenly went blank.

Her body shook, and Wu Minzhi hurriedly reached out to support her. She pushed her son away and struggled to stand up straight. For a while, I only felt cold all over my body, but there were fine beads of sweat on my forehead, seeping out layer by layer.

She looked up at her son, who seemed to have taken dozens of steps back, looking so close, but so far away from herself.

She stretched out her hand softly, and heard her own voice, as far away as if it had come out of a dream.

"Boy!" Mrs. Han could barely hear that it was her own voice, she felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, and before she understood what was going on, Wu Minzhi had already exclaimed: "Mother! ”

He hurriedly took two steps forward, supported his mother, and took her hand by the way.

Mother's hands are so cold, so cold...... It doesn't seem to be touched by the breath of the world.

"Mother!" Wu Minzhi's face changed.

Mrs. Han wanted to smile at her son, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood splattered out. On Wu Minzhi's clothes, countless poignant flowers were dyed.

When Mrs. Han fell, she saw the moon in the sky.

The moon will not be round, quietly overlooking the world.

I don't know how many people are counting their fingers and looking forward to the full moon of fifteen under the moon?

In fact, what if it is round? It's just a miserable and bleak round, and it's out of reach.

People in the world are stupid after all, and they say that people are reunited with the full moon. But I forgot that the moon has a full shortage, and the circle is too short, there are 30 days in January, and the lack accounts for the majority, and the circle is only three or five days.

It's just an illusion, just self-deception.

In the midst of her son's exclamations, Mrs. Han slowly closed her eyes.