Yan Xiaoyue was awakened by the coldness dripping on her hands, opened her blurred eyes, and wanted to shout but couldn't say a word, so she had to pull Jiang Siyan's sleeve.

Jiang Siyan was taken aback, and then said happily: "Yue'er, are you awake?" Would you like something to eat? ”

As he spoke, he helped Yan Xiaoyue get up, took the pillow and put it behind him, and wanted to bring water, but was pulled by Yan Xiaoyue and stroked his face, the dampness was accompanied by a piece of warmth, Jiang Siyan's face turned red, he hurriedly turned his head away, wiped it with his sleeve quickly, got up and brought warm water.

Yan Xiaoyue obediently finished drinking, watched Jiang Siyan skillfully twist a warm towel to help him wipe his face and hands, pulled people to prevent him from leaving, and said softly: "I'm much better, Xianggong, I'm sorry for worrying you again." ”

Jiang Siyan gently brushed Yan Xiaoyue's hair, and said with a smile: "This is the last time, if my husband sees you sad for other men, I will be angry." ”

Yan Xiaoyue responded weakly, "Well, for the last time." ”

"Are you hungry, I ask someone to bring some white jade bamboo rice porridge, or do you want to drink bird's nest porridge? The kitchen has it all. ”

"Just drink bamboo rice porridge, you drink it with me."

"Okay."

During the Qingming Festival, after Jiang Siyan and Yan Xiaoyue worshiped the ancestors of the Jiang family, the two left their children and grandchildren and went to the mountain alone, where only Mu Tianxing was waiting, and when they saw people, they hurriedly greeted them, "Father, mother, you are here, Daddy has already set up sacrifices here, do you want your son to accompany you here." ”

Yan Xiaoyue refused with a smile: "No, I'll be here with your father." ”

The two talked before Muzi's return to the grave, and then came to the side of an adjacent mountain, saying that the mountain is actually a mountain bag, and the only advantage is that there is a small lake in front of the mountain.

"This is Deaf Mountain, I used to fight this mountain and wanted to buy it, but it turned out to be favored by the Emperor, no wonder I can't talk about it." Jiang Siyan had a smile on his face, but his heart was heavy, he wanted to buy this mountain, but Brother Xing had thought about it after giving birth to his son, that is, his branch was no longer affected by Gu poison and could have children normally, that heir would definitely become more and more prosperous, and the ancestral tomb would inevitably expand again. This idea was had thirty years ago, and at that time, Qi Anning had not yet abdicated, did he think about what would happen after his death?

On the gentle ground halfway up the mountainside, an anonymous stone tablet stands there, placed in front of the grave, next to a thatched house, behind the grass house opened two vegetable fields, properly maintained, full of wild fun.

The two approached, and Father-in-law Xu was dressed in linen and green clothes, standing at the door and waiting, "Taifu, Duchess Guo, you are here." ”

Yan Xiaoyue looked at the wordless graveyard with a complicated expression, stepped forward silently, took the incense, candles, and paper money handed over by Father-in-law Xu, worshipped, and prayed for peace, I'm sorry, I didn't come to see you until now. I didn't expect you and Mu Zigui to leave one after another like this, and you didn't even have time to see the last meeting. In this life, I owe you a lot, what you did for me, I remember it in my heart, because of you, Sister Feng can have no worries all her life, the four sons of Emperor Chunzhen are all from her, I know that you are suppressing, so, just for this matter, I thank you, only this one thing, Sister Feng entered the palace and was stronger than many people.

Now, you are alone and sleeping here, what do you think? You are always so stubborn, you were like this to the country back then, and you were the same to me later, in fact, some things are in the past. Pray for peace, you understand all this, right? I have love and guilt for Jiang Siyan, and I have love and guilt for Muzigui, but for you, I can't invest so much affection, for what you give me, I always try my best to repay you, don't let myself owe you too much, I can't afford it, you know? You are not like Mu Zigui, Zigui is subtle and gentle and harmless, and you are full of plunder, but I can't afford to give you what you want, so I can only owe you nothing. But now, are you forcing me? You punish yourself, you don't let me see you for the last time, you banish yourself from the imperial mausoleum after you die, and bury yourself so close to me, are you forcing me to be? I'm going to make me forget you, you want me to owe you a lifetime, don't you?

Pray for peace, how cruel are you? You're too yourself, you know? You suffer for yourself, and you suffer for the people who follow you. Do you want me to remember you all the time? Actually, you don't need to be like this at all, I will definitely remember you, that cold-hearted and cold-hearted Lord Ning, the man who would lend someone else's hand to give me face fat, the man who would turn his face for me and my mother and wife, the man who was willing to give up thousands of dollars to intercede for me, the man who was desperate to fight, the man who sent people around to find strange things, the man who ......

Thinking of praying for peace, although Yan Xiaoyue forgot the initial heartbeat, she wrote down this man. The spring breeze warmed and dried the tears, but Yan Xiaoyue was tired. The death of two people who were close to her made her scared and worried.

She has space in her hands, and the aging rate is obviously much slower than others, and for so many years, she has tried her best to delay the aging of the three of them and prolong their lives. can't compete for the destiny of heaven, Mu Zigui finally couldn't survive two years after Ruya's death because of the relationship between love and silk. And pray for peace, when he was young, the loss was too great, and although he was recuperated with good medicine and good materials, he could only reach the age of eighty-eight.

Yan Xiaoyue moved her gaze to Jiang Siyan, what about him? Will he go before her? As soon as she thought of this, Yan Xiaoyue was excited, no, she didn't want to, she didn't dare to imagine, and she couldn't imagine, if one day Jiang Siyan went before her, leaving her alone in this world with infinite thoughts to mourn him, and in the lonely **** night to miss their former companionship, as soon as she thought of this, she felt like a heart-devouring pain, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

Jiang Siyan saw that his face changed greatly, he took two quick steps closer, hugged him, and said eagerly: "Yue'er, Yue'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." ”

Yan Xiaoyue burst into tears, and grabbed Jiang Siyan's clothes, "Xianggong, you are not allowed to leave me, you are not allowed to leave me, do you hear?" Don't leave me first. ”

Jiang Siyan was stunned for a moment, then a smile crawled all over his face, pushing Yan Xiaoyue's palm away, "Yue'er, are you worried about me again." ”

Yan Xiaoyue nodded and leaned on Jiang Siyan's shoulder, "Don't leave me alone, okay?" ”

Jiang Siyan looked at the ancestral cemetery in the distance, where he and Yan Xiaoyue's birth foundation could be clearly seen, and he also hoped to accompany the lady all the time, to the end, and never ask the lady to suffer this crime again. But he has no confidence in his heart, can he really keep it to the end? A lady who is almost seventy is like fifty, can he compare with such a slow aging speed?

"Okay, my husband promised you that I would not let you stay one by one, and I would accompany you." (To be continued.) )