Obviously, Wang Zhengjun's arrival surprised Xiao Yu. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he was slightly stunned for a moment, then straightened up his weak body and stood up quickly, and was about to bow to him, but was stopped by Wang Zhengjun, "Now that you are outside the palace, why do you need to be bound by these etiquettes?" He added, "I'm here just to pay homage to Shu'er." ”

When Xiao Yu heard this, he quietly lowered his sleeves, his lacquered eyes were still shining with tears, and he was sad. Wang Zhengjun felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she had never seen such a godless Xiao Yu. With his eyes lowered, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Yu's hand hidden in the sleeve of his wide robe, the back of his hand was cracked, and the blood was stained, and it was falling drop by drop. Her eyes couldn't help but be a little astringent, and the stinging pain of the choke made her speechless. lowered his head and pulled out a white yarn from his dress, carefully bandaging Xiao Yu.

The white yarn slowly wrapped around Xiao Yu's palm, and the burning panic that slowly rose made Xiao Yu's originally silent heart throb a little. He looked at Wang Zhengjun deeply, but he was even more helpless and uncomfortable.

After the bandage, Wang Zhengjun avoided his eyes and said faintly: "Why are you torturing yourself so much? If you hurt yourself, will Shu'er be able to come back to life? You should know Shu'er best, and even if she dies, she doesn't want to see you unhappy. ”

Xiao Yu gathered his complicated thoughts, looked at Wang Zhengjun gloomily and said, "I'm not torturing myself, I'm just hating myself, hating myself for making Shu'er suffer so much." If I hadn't only cared about the affairs of the court and neglected Shu'er, how could she have given birth prematurely and left me? ”

His voice was sad and tired, and his handsome and gloomy face showed even more guilt and heartache. Wang Zhengjun looked at it sadly, and his heart was also mixed. Xiao Yu is guilty, isn't she guilty? Xiao Yu married Shu'er for her, and Xiao Yu's busy days were all for her. Speaking of wrong, isn't she even more wrong?

Wang Zhengjun endured the endless sorrow in his heart, gently picked up the incense candles in the basket in front of the tomb, and quietly went to the incense to worship, but the tears couldn't help but slide down the corners of his eyes.

The wind rose, a little cool, the golden fire in front of me was dotted, and pieces of white paper money flew all over the sky. The pear blossom trees next to the tomb floated with a crisp fragrance, and after a while, the pear blossoms on several trees poured down one after another, fluttering down with the breeze. Each pear blossom is as white as snow, and people are fascinated to see it. The light and cold pear blossom floated down Wang Zhengjun's cheeks, and then slid to the ground in a moment. A big piece, a big piece. She stretched out her hand to catch it, still with a hint of love, "Shu'er, are you here?" ”

"Shu'er is here, it must be Shu'er. I could feel her, she must be right there for me. Xiao Yu was quite excited when he saw this, raised his eyes and looked around, but found that the sky was only gradually shining a trace of light blue, reflecting the mountains and mountains, winding out an endless silence. He couldn't help but feel a little lost, and his eyes sank, "Shu'er came, but she didn't want to see me." She must be blaming me, she must be blaming me! ”

Wang Zhengjun stood up with heavy eyebrows when he heard this, the long skirt behind him fluttered in the wind, and the ten thousand sorrows also turned into a sigh, "Ge Sheng Mengchu, and the vines are in the wild." Yu Mei died here. Who with? Alone! Ge Sheng is covered with thorns, and the vines are in the domain. Yu Mei died here. Who with? Alone! ”

After speaking, Xiao Yu was a little moved, and looked up at Wang Zhengjun, "Why did the queen mother read "Ge Sheng"? ”

Wang Zhengjun eased his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Since you can hear that this is the words of "Ge Sheng", then you must also know the last two sentences of it. After Xiao Yu heard this, he looked at her with some clarity, "The last two sentences are summer days and winter nights." After 100 years old, return to its home! ”

"Yes." Wang Zhengjun's tone was soft, he turned forward, and looked at the tomb standing in front of him, "People have passed away, that is, yin and yang are separated, and Shu'er can't see you even if she wants to." It's better to turn grief into strength and live well for Shu'er. After the age of 100, we will reunite with them. What's more, Shu'er's soul is haunted here, and she is not blaming anyone, she may have come to see you for the last time, or maybe she is nostalgic for this wonderful world. But I prefer to believe that Shu'er is reluctant to you and her children. ”

A cold wind blew, and in front of the solemn tombstone, the smell of incense and candles was permeated, spicy and choking, but accompanied by a few wisps of fragrance. Xiao Yu raised his eyes coldly, the heart-rending pain turned into a kind of contemplation, and he only whispered: "Don't worry, the queen mother, I will let Shu'er go at ease." From then on, take good care of yourself and take good care of me and her children. ”

After the words were finished, the two were silent. The dark clouds dispersed, the green of the pines flourished, and little by little the green turned into a gloomy shadow.

As soon as the high palace gate of the vermilion lacquer and golden light "squeaked", the galloping carriage brought Wang Zhengjun into the palace again. After returning to Weiyang Palace, they also cautiously rushed to the Jiaofang Palace. It didn't take long to walk, and the sound of wheeling chariots behind them gradually came, and as soon as they turned around slightly, they saw a eunuch shouting: "The emperor has arrived!" Idlers and others avoid! Wang Zhengjun, who was still dressed as a palace maid, was shocked when she heard this, but she was afraid of being discovered, she hurriedly bowed her head and knelt down, and retreated to the side of the palace wall together.

After the chariot went a little farther, Wang Zhengjun dared to raise his head and stand up, but his eyes slowly looked ahead, and his concentration was fixed on Liu Zheng. Such a tense picture made Yazhu panic again, and she hurriedly said: "Fortunately, it was not discovered by the emperor." ”

"Look scares you." Wang Zhengjun smiled warmly, turned around and continued to walk forward. Her eyes were as calm as water, as if they were slightly sad. Yazhu on the side saw this for a long time, and then pouted aggrievedly: "Queen Mother, it seems that the emperor is going to Fu Jieyu!" ”

"Silly girl, isn't it just right for the emperor to go to Fu Jieyu now? I just came back from the palace, if the emperor went to the Jiaofang Palace first, it would make me even more worried! Wang Zhengjun smiled indifferently, but he was secretly sad in his heart. Yazhu thought about it too, and secretly relaxed.

Back in the Jiaofang Palace, Wang Zhengjun freshened up a little, and hurriedly changed into palace clothes and went to Changle Palace to greet the Queen Mother. I went here, firstly, to respect the filial piety of my daughter-in-law, and secondly, to do enough drama to be in the palace all the time. How could the queen mother see her coming, she was so overjoyed, she pulled her and chatted a lot, and when she returned to the Jiaofang Palace, it was already dark.

Ling Juan, who was waiting outside the door early, saw Wang Zhengjun coming back, ran down hurriedly with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Queen Mother, everything is fine, no one should be suspicious." ”

"Good." Wang Zhengjun nodded and steadily entered the inner hall. The palace has already been lit by the palace people, and the faint red light is slowly scattered on the gorgeous curtains, a little trance. She approached the dressing table, sat upright for a while, and then ordered Lingjuan to wait for her to go to bed. The green silk she was draped in was like a dai, pouring straight on her shoulders, and before Ling Juan could groom her Liu Zheng had already entered the inner hall, "It's still quiet here for the queen." ”

The sudden voice made Wang Zhengjun's heart tighten, she turned around and gave a shallow salute, and said with a smile: "The emperor is here!" ”

Liu Zheng said "um", then smiled and led Wang Zhengjun to sit down in front of the dressing table. Flicking his sleeves and gently picking up the comb, he held her shoulders and said softly: "I remember that when I was still the prince, I liked to help you comb your hair." ”

His gestures were soft and skillful, and the comb slid over her scalp even more faintly itchy, but it was so comfortable, as if it was still the same feeling as before. Wang Zhengjun had misty sorrow in his eyes, smiled quietly and calmly, and asked softly: "Does the emperor still like it now?" ”