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Feng Jinghua's life is always thrilling and treacherous, but suddenly it becomes calm and peaceful.

On the morning of the turn of spring and summer, she practiced exercises, bathed, and had breakfast, and sat in a rocking chair under the wisteria trellis, holding a book, enjoying the comfort of the breeze and the beauty of the dark fragrance, and felt that the qiē in front of her was so incredible.

She once thought that she would never be able to enjoy family happiness and peace again in this life, however, like a dream, the qiē she had lost suddenly returned to the palm of her hand.

Her brother is still alive, her father is still alive, and she has nothing to lose except for a very bad man and a very fake relationship.

Not far away, there was the sound of happy laughter.

She followed the prestige, and her brother held hands with Zhu Ci, who was dressed as a man, and went out to play with laughter.

Those two people, obviously both about thirty years old, but like giant children, they go out to eat, drink and have fun every day, and they are outrageously carefree.

But she likes to watch her brother like this so much.

As long as my brother is happy, my brother can live whatever he wants, and his happiness is also her happiness.

Soon, the figures of Feng Ruoxing and Zhu Ci disappeared.

Feng Jinghua reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked at the purple-red flower clusters blooming like waterfalls on the flower stand, and he could see God.

Once, her world had no color, or rather, her world was only dark black, miserable white, blood red, no other color and warmth.

And now, she sees a lot of warm colors.

She can look at this warm color quietly every day like now, and not feel bored for a long, long time.

Until Hu'er's voice woke her up from her intoxication.

"Miss, there is a flying pigeon on the other side of the Nu River." Hu Er handed over a letter with both hands.

Feng Jinghua took the envelope and opened it, it was written by his father.

My father said that the civil war in Fei was becoming more and more intense, and it was impossible to end it in the short term, so the pressure on the Shang defenders was greatly reduced, and he was not so busy, and he had already set off to return to Beijing, and it was expected that he would be able to reunite with his wife and children in half a month.

Reunion? Feng Jinghua loves the word.

She stood up excitedly, shook off the wisteria petals on her body, and instructed Hu Er: "Prepare the horse immediately, I want to go out." ”

She was going to pick up her mother and take her home.

For safety reasons, she has always let her mother live in the Buddhist hall of the Hunting Palace, and has not left yet.

After she returned to Tianzhou, she once asked to see her mother, but her mother still didn't want to see anyone.

But this time, she was confident that she could convince her mother.

Half an hour later, she appeared in front of the Buddha Hall of the Hunting King Mansion and knocked on the door of the Buddha Hall.

In the Hunting King's Mansion, the Buddha Hall is a forbidden place where absolutely no one can approach without the order of the Hunting King, otherwise no matter who it is, it will be blocked, and if anyone dares to break into the Buddha Hall without permission, it will be killed-this is the absolute order of the Hunting King.

The guards only obey the orders of the king of hunting, and even if they are ordered by the emperor, they will not obey them.

However, the hunting king also gave them an order: Feng Jinghua's order was equivalent to his order, and everyone must follow it.

Therefore, when Feng Jinghua appeared here, no one stopped him.

"Mama Lin, I'm Hua'er, please open the door." She knocked rhythmically on the door, shouting neither high nor low.

After a while, the door opened, and Mama Lin's face appeared behind the door.

"Miss," Mama Lin looked embarrassed, "Madame won't see you, and it's useless for me to intercede." ”

"It's okay, I have my own way." Feng Jinghua smiled, pushed the door in, and walked to the back of the Buddha Hall.

The low sound of knocking on the wooden fish, as well as the low sound of chanting, and the lonely and desolate back of the mother.

Feng Jinghua walked behind her mother, knelt on the futon, and said softly, "Mother, Hua'er has come to see you." ”

Madame Feng ignored it and did not react at all.

Feng Jinghua didn't mind either, and continued: "Mother, my father was captured by Fei Guo last summer and lost an eye and a leg. ”

Madame Feng still didn't react.

Her heart, steeped in pain and despair over the loss of her beloved son, had become hollow.

It's so hollow that nothing can settle into it.

"My father, like me, longs for the family to be reunited, so my father is on his way back to Tianzhou, and he will return home if he doesn't need to." Feng Jinghua continued, "So I'm here to pick you up. ”

The rhythm of Madame Feng's knocking on the wooden fish and the sound of chanting the scriptures did not change or fluctuate at all.

Mama Lin looked at the eldest lady trying in vain to persuade her to go back, shook her head secretly, and said secretly, the tempers of the lady and the eldest lady are the same stubborn.

"Mother, I know why you refuse to go back." Feng Jinghua said, "However, this problem has been solved. ”

Mrs. Feng was still unmoved.

Feng Jinghua stood up, walked to her mother's side, squatted down, and whispered something in her mother's ear.

Mrs. Feng's body suddenly trembled violently, the small wooden mallet in her hand fell to the ground, she looked up, her face was pale, and her lips trembled and looked at Feng Jinghua.

Once, for a long time, she was a walking corpse, completely sealing off her feelings and heart.

Living in the world, but wandering away from the world, is a human being, but has lost the feeling and perception of being a human being.

But now, her trembling appearance is like the last dead leaf in the winter wind, which will be blown down and crushed into mud at any moment, but still hanging tenaciously on the branches, and it does not make people feel strong, but makes people feel pitiful and sad.

But like this, she finally looks like a living person.

There will be sorrow, there will be pain, there will be wailing, there will be struggle, maybe life is worse than death, but that is something that only a living person can do.

Her lips trembled violently, her throat twitched back and forth, and it was obvious that she had something to say, but perhaps it was too excited, or she had not spoken for so long that she had forgotten how to speak, and she could only make a muffled sound of "whimpering" from the depths of her throat.

"Mother," Feng Jinghua stretched out her hands and held her mother's hands tightly, trying to give her mother the strength to hold on, "What I said is true, your wish has finally come true." Only now, you have to wait a little longer. ”

Then she looked at Mama Lin: "Mama Lin, please stay away." ”

For many years, it was the first time for Mama Lin to see Madame have such a strong reaction and affection, and she was secretly surprised, hearing the eldest lady say this, she knew that the eldest lady must have something important to say to Madame, so she saluted, withdrew, and stayed outside.

She didn't know anything else in this world that could move Madame, but, after a while, she heard a cry coming from the back room.

The cry seemed to be sad and joyful, painful and excited, and I couldn't hear what kind of love I was crying for, but the voice was very poignant and long, straight into the hearts of the people, and Mama Lin wanted to cry.

Such a cry must be Madame's.

Although Madame was crying, she felt a little surprised, because if Madame could cry, it meant that Madame's heart was not completely dead.

As long as the heart is alive, there is hope.

This cry lasted intermittently for a long time.

Eventually, there was no more sound inside.

Then, the door opened, Feng Jinghua walked out with her mother on her back, and said calmly to Mama Lin: "You immediately let people prepare a sedan chair, and I will take my mother home now." ”

Mama Lin was surprised and stammered, "What's wrong with husband and wife?" Is she—Is she okay? ”