Bao Yin stayed in the World Security Hospital.

It's not Dongfang Qingxuan's willingness, let alone the result that Amur is willing to see, but Xiao Baoyin, with the respect of a princess, seems to be accustomed to doing things that are dead and shameful, no matter what Dongfang Qingxuan and Amur's face is, they wore thin shirts and blew a cold wind that night, and they fell ill when they entered the World Security Hospital.

Dongfang Qingxuan wanted to send her back, but she didn't want to.

Dongfang Qingxuan wanted to find a doctor for her, but she didn't want to.

The next night, Xia Chuqi came over with a medical kit.

In this world, there is probably only one living ancestor who allows the queen to go out of the palace to heal herself. When I arrived at the Shi'an Institute on the seventh day of the first summer, good guy, the little girl was lying on the brocade bed of Dongfang Qingxuan, with her feet cocked, biting a pear from Laiyang in her mouth, and flipping through a market well in her hand, looking at it with relish, where she looked like she was sick?

Xia Chuqi twisted his eyebrows and put down the medical box, and glanced at the golden sleeve.

The palace people are sensible and go out.

In the flickering firelight, only her mother and daughter remained.

Bao Yin smiled and blinked, "A-Niang, you're here." ”

Xia Chuqi folded his arms and stood in place, not moving, "I heard that you are sick." ”

Bao Yin grimaced her little face, "Yes, I'm sick." ”

Xia Chuqi also had a serious face, "Where is the disease?" ”

Baoyin said "ouch", touched his head, touched his face, touched his stomach again, rubbed it everywhere, and finally weakly put his palms on his chest, his face was extremely innocently depressed, and he said pitifully: "Auntie, this is a heart disease-"

Summer Seven: "......"

Baoyin was coquettish, carefully observing her mother's face, and obediently grimacing, and said with a smile: "Presumably A-Niang knows best, and heart disease also needs heart medicine...... Baoyin's disease has been sinking for a long time, and it cannot be cured unless Amu Gulang...... A-Niang ......"

The tone in front is heavy, and the "mother" in the back is coquettish.

In the past, when Xia Chuqi saw her like this, he must have scooped up a feather duster and punched the little girl's buttocks.

But today she didn't move, but looked at her eleven-year-old daughter seriously (in the last chapter, because of the author's brain pumping, Baoyin's age was wrong and the martial arts book was banned. Yonglu five years of wax month, Baoyin is eleven years old, and the virtual age is twelve), and he has not made a sound for a long time.

She also came from girlhood.

An eleven or twelve-year-old girl is the age of rebellion. For a girl of this age, the more her parents suppress her, the more rebellious she will be, and if she uses "violence" again, she is afraid that it will backfire in due time.

What's more, this is still an era when it is natural to like men at the age of eleven or twelve, and in Baoyin's careful thinking, it is impossible to have the guilt of a little girl in later generations......

A moment later, she sat down on the edge of the bed.

Looking at Bao Yin, the emotions on her face changed brightly and brightly, but it was a kind of seriousness that Bao Yin had never seen before. There was still a faint worry in those eyes, and Baoyin was stunned, and the pear in his mouth was taken away.

"A-Niang...... What happened to you? ”

Bao Yin is actually an obedient child.

Pampered since childhood, she may be willful, but she is kind in nature.

Xia Chuqi smiled with relief, put his palm on his daughter's head, gently stroked her messy hair, and his voice was like a gentle drizzle, "Baoyin, if A-Niang has to take you back to the palace, will you resent me?" ”

Baoyin is small and strong, and the seven children are also strong at the beginning of summer.

In the past, no matter how big or small, Xia Chuqi almost never used a consultative tone with Baoyin. At this moment, Baoyin felt the respect from A-Niang for the first time...... Her aunt treats her as an adult.

She liked it, but she didn't answer right away.

The mother and daughter looked at each other for a long time, the little girl bit her mouth, and nodded seriously, "A-Niang, everyone says that Baoyin shouldn't, and Baoyin herself thinks it shouldn't." But A-Niang, have you ever tried it, there is such a person in your heart, at first he just missed, and slowly, he became obsessed. No matter how much time has passed, no matter how many things have been experienced, no matter how many people have been met, the shadow of that person is still in my heart, and it will not change because of time, time, and distance. Except for him, there is only him. ”

Xia Chuqi looked at her silently.

The child's world is very beautiful, and adults can't enter it, and they can't persuade it.

But the world of children, adults also have to respect.

Bao Yin saw that she was silent, moistened her dry mouth, and twisted her little brows and thought for a long time before speaking. And this, this is the first time since she has grown up that she has not communicated with her mother in a playful way, "Ah Niang, Baoyin has grown up, and right and wrong have their own measurements." Hopefully, the results will prove ...... Bao Yin was wrong, but if he hadn't tried it, he backed down...... I didn't try it, I gave up...... Bao Yin is like ...... It's like ......"

As if she didn't know how to describe it, she thought about it for a long time.

The breeze licked the oil lamps in the room, and the brocade tent swayed gently.

After a while, she covered her chest and accentuated her tone: "It's like missing something, you will regret it for life." Auntie, give your daughter a chance, okay...... Please. ”

"Baoyin ......" Xia Chuqi looked at her childish face, and her brows were twisted into a small mountain.

Bao Yin pursed her lips and was stunned, got down from the bed, half knelt on the ground, hugged her legs, rested her little face on her knees, slowly clenched her hand, and chuckled, "Ah Niang, Bao Yin knows that you love me...... Bao Yin knows your worries. Bao Yin promises you...... As long as this opportunity is given, if Amu Gulang still doesn't like Baoyin when he leaves Nanyan, Baoyin will retract his thoughts. ”

Xia Chuqi's lips moved, and she couldn't help but squeeze her arm.

"Baoyin, the affairs of men and women, if you want to ......"

"A-Niang......" Baoyin raised her head slightly, her dark eyes stared at her for a moment, her voice was soft and clear, like a little yellow bird that had just broken its shell, and the flickering light was full of yearning for this beautiful world and feelings: "Baoyin only needs this opportunity, as long as he can be with Amu Gulang for this period of time...... You won't fulfill this little wish? So let me ask you, back then, when you and Daddy, everyone said no, why are you persistent? ”

Everyone says no, why are you persistent?

Xia Chuqi was stunned, stroking her little face, and was already sighing that the hero you called was not in the service area.

"Idiot ......"

"Oh, A-Niang, don't sigh......" Baoyin lay on her lap again, her cheeks rubbing against her legs, and her slow voice was full of longing: "Amu Gulang looks so good...... Looking at him, Bao Yin will be very happy. Auntie, don't you think? ”

A cold wind blew, and the brocade tent was blown to a whirl.

The wind and snow outside the house seemed to be even bigger.

Half an hour later, Xia Chuqi came out of that room.

She carried the medical box, with gold sleeves, Shi Shiran's footsteps were not as eager as when she came in, and her face returned to indifference and ease, but the tips of her hair under the night breeze swayed gently, as if adding a touch of melancholy.

Dongfang Qingxuan waited outside, looked at her, covered her lips and smiled.

"She's okay?"

Baoyin pondered for a moment, handed the medical box to Golden Sleeve, and sat down uninvited.

"Please add a cup of hot tea, I'm a little thirsty."

Dongfang Qingxuan stared at her slightly twisted brows, smiled quietly, summoned like the wind inside, boiled tea around the stove, and personally poured it into the white jade cup, and handed it to her, the white and slender knuckles, just like many years ago, the young and handsome young man, and like the red-robed Governor of the Guard, the elegance is peerless......

Strictly speaking, Dongfang Qingxuan is mature, but not old, in his thirties, compared with the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, he is more elegant and noble, introverted and deep, and has the charm to capture the hearts of girls.

Xia Chuqi probed him and didn't speak.

He smiled and drank tea, but he was silent for a long time.

In the silent space, there is only the crisp sound of the tea lid and the tea cup gently colliding, which rings strangely in the space, but it seems to knock on people's hearts, separating the years of time and helplessness, all of which are melted into the fragrance of tea......

In the end, only time passes, and traces cannot be erased.

At the beginning of summer, Qi sighed and was speechless for a while.

But it was Dongfang Qingxuan who smiled faintly and broke the silence.

"If I don't ask, aren't you going to speak?"

Xia Chuqi stared at his eyebrows, "What can I ask?" ”

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled at her, the expression on the corner of his lips seemed to be calm, and he seemed to be trying his best to hide a certain irrepressible emotion, "The person who wants to question Qingxuan is Niangniang, Qingxuan has already seized the opportunity and is ready to listen, why does Niangniang refuse to make it clear?" ”

Xia Chuqi frowned, shook his head and sighed: "Don't bite the words with me, you are not a sour showman." Besides, what do I have to question you? I have no way to teach my daughter, let her run to the family courtyard to spread the wilderness so carelessly, let you see the joke......" After a pause, she laughed again, "After all, I am the one who should apologize." Back then, it was just a joke, but I didn't want to make it a prophecy......"

"There is no such thing." Dongfang Qingxuan answered with a smile, raised his hand slightly, as if inadvertently pushing a plate of pastries on a few tables in front of her, "Children's jokes, Niangniang doesn't have to care." ”

At the beginning of summer, Qi's heart was slightly cold.

With just one sentence, he knew that her daughter was probably going to suffer the latest chapter of fantasy.

The goddess has a heart, and the king has no dreams. Even if it is herself, it is difficult to accept such feelings, let alone Dongfang Qingxuan? She frowned again: "This kid has caused you trouble...... But the daughter is the mother's heart, and the person who is the mother can't bear it...... Great Khan, I have a reluctant request......"

Dongfang Qingxuan's expression was calm, "Niangniang, but it's okay to talk about it!" ”

Xia Chuqi said: "She has known the Great Khan since she was a child, and she has a nurturing feeling, this is ...... After not seeing each other for a long time, she wanted to bother here for a few days, and hoped that the sweat would be fulfilled. ”

"Mother's words are serious." Dongfang Qingxuan's posture seemed to be a little stiff, but his expression remained unchanged, he acquiesced to her words, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "The little girl's joke is just a joke, why should adults take it seriously?" If she wants to play, she will stay. I haven't seen him for several years, and Qingxuan has been thinking about this daughter. ”

When talking about "daughter", his gaze deepened, looking at Xia Chuqi, a pair of pale amber eyes, like glass light, clear, crystalline, as if containing countless emotions, but people can't understand the slightest.

"Tianlu's daughter is naturally also my daughter."

Xia Chuqi lowered his head to drink tea, avoided the burning eyes, smiled and thanked him, and when he looked up to greet him again, his expression had returned to calm and indifferent. The two of you say a word, I say a word, there is no substance between the lines, but accidentally talk about some interesting things in the past, and the atmosphere is relaxed.

After touching a cup of tea, Xia Chuqi got up and said goodbye.

Dongfang Qingxuan sent her to the gate of the World Security Academy.

Snow flakes are flying in the sky, and the cold wind seems to be more unforgiving.

The banquet pavilion is a place where the envoys from all directions are placed, although the two people are open-minded, but they have to take into account each other's identities, separated by a distance of seven or eight steps, and salute each other, and there is nothing else to say.

At the moment when he was helped into the carriage by the golden sleeves on the seventh day of the first summer, Dongfang Qingxuan suddenly stepped forward and called softly, "Achu......"

At the beginning of summer, the body of the seven half-bowed was slightly stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, she turned around and smiled lightly, "Qingxuan, cherish." ”

Dongfang Qingxuan's thin lips looked a little pale in the dark night wind and snow. For a moment, he just laughed, "Precious! ”

is in the same city, Dongfang Qingxuan wants to see her, it is not without a chance. But he is the king of Uliang Khan, she is the queen of Nanyan, even if they meet, it is a formal occasion, it is difficult to get together alone like tonight, drink tea around the fireplace, and say some friendly greetings from friends.

He still had a belly to say, and he didn't have time to say it.

But except for the "precious", there is no need for anything else.

The carriage disappeared around the corner, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes were already wet. But the cold wind and snow overhead were gone.

The man who holds the umbrella for him is like the wind.

He was quiet, not much to say, for several years, just following him.

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled and sighed and entered the house.

Xiao Baoyin occupies his bedroom, and he can only go to sleep in the guest room. But as soon as he reached the courtyard of the guest room, he saw the "sick" little girl sitting on the steps of the doorway, draped in his robe, and her petite body curled up with a look of interest.

"Amu Gulang, are you done talking about the old one?"

Dongfang Qingxuan didn't answer, but asked with a sinking face: "It's been so many nights, and you haven't slept yet?" ”

Bao Yin looked at him with a grin, "Am I such a good person?" ”

Dongfang Qingxuan: "......"

Seeing that he was puzzled, Bao Yin got up with a smile, patted the snow on his buttocks, walked to his side, and raised his head, which was not as high as his shoulder socket, "Amu Gulang, how are you going to thank your great benefactor, Princess Bao Yin?" ”

The great benefactor Princess Baoyin?

The corners of Dongfang Qingxuan's mouth twitched slightly, rubbing the legend of reincarnation hidden in her head for unknown reasons.

"Little girl! Don't mess around, it's cold, go back to the house. ”

Baoyin flattened his mouth, dragged a long robe, and circled around him, his mouth full of small pride: "Emperor Dayan loves his wife if he lives, and he also protects his wife if he lives...... If it weren't for the sudden illness of this princess, how could you see my aunt in private? …… Not to mention catching up with her in private. ”

Dongfang Qingxuan was stunned and looked at her like a monster.

In the previous sentence, he thought it was just a little girl's random nonsense, but he didn't expect that the little girl's eyes were so fine...... Not only does he know that he likes her aunt, but he also knows that he is a complete loser, right?

Thinking like this, he smiled lightly with relief, "Xiao Baoyin has helped me so much, and I should thank you." ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, and her face was full of joy.

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled softer, standing in the wind, his white robe raised, as if he was integrated with the flying snow in the sky, "Before I leave Dayan, you can stay here, and I will try to spend time with you." ”

Bao Yin's eyes widened.

"Amu Guro ......"

There was pie in the sky, and she couldn't believe it.

After examining him for a long time, and seeing that his gentle smile remained unchanged, she knew that he was not joking.

"Yay-" Bao Yin jumped up excitedly, "Amu Gulang, you are so good to Bao Yin, how good, Amu Gulang-"

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled and rubbed her head again, "The father-in-law spoils his daughter, as it should be." ”

Baoyin looked like a ghost, his face changed, and he turned his head to glare at him.

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled again, "Your aunt has agreed, and I will be your father-in-law from now on." ”

Bao Yin drooped down his little face: "......"

A small farce ended silently on the eighth day of the lunar month of the fifth year of Yonglu...... On that day, every family was eating laba porridge, but Princess Baoyin made a big fuss about the Shi'an Courtyard, but no one mentioned it, but someone who was interested found that there was a young master with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes by the side of King Wuliang Khan.

He was only eleven or twelve years old, but he was wise and intelligent in conversation, and he was inseparable from King Uliang Khan, whether King Uliang Khan was visiting relatives or friends in Xinjing, he was by his side. Not like a subordinate, not like a prince, but no one dares to ask his identity.

Dongfang Qingxuan is very busy.

Although he didn't have anything substantive to do in Dayan, Nanyan Xinjing at this time was already the richest and most prosperous city in the world. A grand queen's birthday attracts the kings of today, even if he is false and wronged, he has countless social interactions every day.

To everyone's surprise, even if it was an extremely important national matter, Dongfang Qingxuan did not shy away from following Baoyin at all. When he talked about things, she listened silently beside him, occasionally sticking out her little tongue at him to show her presence.

On such days, Baoyin has the opportunity to observe Dongfang Qingxuan up close.

In this way, I saw all kinds of different him.

But there is no ...... It's Amu Gulang in her memory.

He can seriously and rigidly negotiate government affairs with the princes of other countries, or he can smile and maneuver around the fragrant breeze of the famous prostitutes in the capital, and his face does not change the color of the island farmer. He can be enchanting and lazy to watch the candle flame, or he can lie on the beauty couch and watch the wild history. He can persuade her to eat more food and clothing with a pleasant face, or he can reprimand her to be rude and willful. And...... His ugly left wrist, which he never showed in front of anyone, could be exposed to her with impunity, no matter how hideous the wound was, and no matter how frightened her little face was when she first saw him fitted with a prosthetic leg......

He seems to be trying his best......

Try your best to play the role of a father.

At the same time, he is also trying his best to show her the "ugly" side that he has never shown to her.

She seemed to understand, but she didn't.

Whenever he was free, Bao Yin would always boredly ask about many things when she was a child, some things that she had no clear memory of, but that once existed in her and Dongfang Qingxuan's lives.

"Amu Gulang, where did you pick up Baoyin and bring it home?"

With a smile, she used a playful word "pick up", and while asking, she lazily ate snacks, and her childish and ignorant little expression successfully evoked Dongfang Qingxuan's memory-

That night's flower-like wine shop, the tense and cold cellar, the dozens of lives that disappeared silently that night, the blood that flowed all over the ground, the Yanchun Palace that was burned to blackened ruins, the little baby who was split in half with a knife in his hand...... In an instant, it seemed that they all turned into hideous shadows and burrowed into his mind......

"Amu Guro?" Bao Yin was urging with a crisp voice.

Dongfang Qingxuan squinted at her and replied softly: "Princess Jinghua's Ruhua wine shop ......"

Bao Yin nodded in a trance, and asked again with interest, "Was Bao Yin beautiful when she was born?" Is it that when you are born, you have a pearl in your mouth, and there is a glow on your face, which makes the heavens and the earth change color? ”

Dongfang Qingxuan's eyelids jumped slightly.

This little girl's self-praise ability is no less than her mother's.

He forced a smile, made a serious sigh expression, raised his sleeves lightly, and took a sip of tea, "When your mother was pregnant with you, she was in a panic all day long in the Wei State Mansion, she couldn't see the light of day, her mood was not smooth, and she had difficulty in childbirth, so she was born in nine deaths...... Therefore, you were born ......"

Bao Yin was already urgent, "How? ”

Dongfang Qingxuan raised his eyebrows, "Very thin, very small, very ugly, like a dying kitten......"

Bao Yin's chewing mouth stopped, as if choked.

"Then how did Baoyin grow into a big beauty?"

Dongfang Qingxuan chuckled, shook his head, and did not speak.

Bao Yin's eyelashes flickered, and he pursed his lips and hummed, "Okay, whatever you say is what it is." Anyway, in this world, except for you, no one knows what Baoyin looked like when she was a child. ”

She didn't mean to say it, but this fact made Dongfang Qingxuan's heart slightly stunned, remembering that Baoyin pointed to his nose that day and said...... You owe me, you owe me......

At the end of the day, he did owe the kid.

was born without a father or mother, so he can only be with him, a yin and yang person...... I don't get the slightest love.

"Amu Guro ......"

He was stunned, and Baoyin's soft voice sounded again.

"Huh?" He tilted his head, and there was softness in his eyes.

Bao Yin looked at him, his eyes rolling, "When did Bao Yin learn to walk?" When did you start teething? The first time Bao Yin called people, was it the first to call Auntie, or the first to call Daddy? ”

Dongfang Qingxuan's thoughts froze slightly, and the latest chapter of the Scarlet Mage.

In my memory, that immature, little child, seven months old with his first baby teeth, one year and three months old to learn to walk. Before she learned to walk, she would just crawl all over the floor, drooling, and she would climb very fast. When he was in the east, she climbed to the east, and when he was in the west, she crawled to the west, and when he was doing business in the study, she "swished" through the doorway, and like a kitten, she played with his legs, and accidentally fell asleep......

However, she climbed for a long time and began to walk, but she walked steadily.

As for the first time she spoke out......

It's not Daddy, it's not Niang, it's "Amu Gulang".

Dongfang Qingxuan rubbed his forehead, smiled suddenly, and said to himself, "No wonder your father hates me......"

He deprived Zhao of too much power as a father. But he doesn't regret it. Regardless of whether Bao Yin recognizes him as a father or not, in his life, it is finally because of Bao Yin's appearance that he has had such a short but beautiful life for two years, so that he has lived a normal life for more than two years like a father.

“…… Speak quickly, Amukuro. ”

Bao Yin's voice dragged on long and soft, like a squeamish girl coquettish. Dongfang Qingxuan thought of the past, and when he looked down at her, his face became softer and warmer, "Baoyin, why are you asking so clearly?" ”

"Hehe" smiled, and the little girl's little hand dragged her cheeks.

"Because I'm going to be a writer when I grow up."

"Writers?" Dongfang Qingxuan has never heard of this new term.

After Baoyin explained to him, she smiled wistfully: "My aunt said that a good writer is rare...... When Bao Yin grows up, he wants to write many, many famous books that will be passed down through the ages...... Well, first of all, I have to write a "Baoyin Biography". Hey, by the way, Amu Gulang, why did you name me Baoyin? ”

"Baoyin is Baoyin, it is blessing."

"Then why not gold and silver treasures, but treasure sounds?"

“……”

Dongfang Qingxuan had a headache, but Baoyin threw one childish question after another, all kinds of things, tricky and weird, after asking one, come again, after asking today, Ming'er remembered it, and continued to ask. There are some questions, over and over again, and tirelessly......

Overnight, and so on.

In the end, Dongfang Qingxuan had to sigh, "The most troublesome thing in this world is the writer ......"

Baoyin's whimsical "Baoyin Biography" has not yet been written, and Dongfang Qingxuan has been living in Nanyan for more than a month......

Bao Yin thought: Happy times always pass quickly.

In the first month of the fifth year of Yonglu, before the smell of the New Year has dissipated, the honor guard sent by Zhao Zun to Tongningyuan is about to set off.

They went to Tongningyuan this time to receive the holy order of Emperor Yonglu to bring the remains of Chen Jing, Marquis of Guangwu, and his wife to Xinjing for burial. The matter of moving the tomb was originally ordered to be done a few years ago, but at that time, Zhao Tuo had plans to move the capital and repair the emperor's mausoleum, so the matter was abandoned first.

Chen Jing was with him during his lifetime, and he refused to leave after he died.

At the beginning of the fifth year of Yonglu, Zhao Zhu built a new mausoleum for Chen Jing, Marquis of Guangwu, and his wife Qinglan in a feng shui treasure on the mountain opposite the emperor's mausoleum, so that he and his wife could accompany the emperor and queen after their deaths, and were regarded by the ministers as the highest courtesy given by the emperor to meritorious heroes.

Now, the mausoleum has been repaired, his wedding has passed, spring has begun, the snow has melted, and the sky has cleared...... It's time to pick up his couple back.

However, before the southbound honor team set off, Dongfang Qingxuan came to me to seal the sky.

In the Huagai Palace, this pair of old friends, drinking tea lightly, playing chess, unconsciously it was already the third watch, seeing that he still did not speak, Zhao Zhu simply went straight in, "Say, what do you ask me." ”

Dongfang Qingxuan, smiling gracefully, "The old man is good, why do you have to say it so ugly?" I don't ask you...... Shall I not look for you? ”

Zhao Zhu's face was slightly gloomy, and under the thick imperial aura, he couldn't suppress a smile, "I'm very busy......"

Does that mean he is leaving?

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled and sighed, "That's the case again." I can't help you. It's like talking about the "little sweetness" of the Cui Red Mansion, not to mention how awkward the tone is.

Zhao Jun snorted lightly and remained silent. Dongfang Qingxuan leaned over with a chuckle, approached him, and smiled strangely, "Tianlu, anyway, your people are going to dig graves, can you dig one more?" ”

He said treacherously, Zhao Zhu pulled his lips, "Who's digging?" ”

Dongfang Qingxuan chuckled, "Me." ”

At that time, Dongfang Qingxuan fell into the water at the Pukou Wharf in Yingtianfu and "died", and his clothes were hastily put into the ground, and the grave on that side had been covered with grass for so many years, because he was still alive, and few people had taken care of it.

Zhao Zhu's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, "Why do you want to dig?" ”

Dongfang Qingxuan continued to laugh: "That tomb is too broken, I don't want to be laughed at after thousands of years...... Anyway, I am also a Nanyan figure, for your Zhao family saddle before and after, but ended up with a straw mat wrapped in corpses, what do you think, I lost a little, right? ”

Zhao Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly, examining his face, and did not move for a long time.

After a while, he retracted coldly, lifted his lips and smiled lightly: "You want me to move your grave into Xinjing, redress your injustice, and then handle the funeral for you?" ”

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled slightly: "Are you willing?" ”

Zhao Tuo swept him lightly, the emotions in his eyes were like smoke, and the ups and downs changed for a while, and finally there was only one sigh: "As long as you give silver, I have nothing to do." ”

Dongfang Qingxuan frowned slightly, "Ruthless enough!" …… Do you love money so much? ”

Zhao Tuo put down the teapot: "I have a wife like this, and I am helpless." ”

Three months later, the southbound Jinyi team returned to Beijing.

They spent half a month in Tongning, and according to the location where Geng Sanyou buried Chen Jing and Qinglan at that time, there was no way to find the bones of Chen Jing and Qinglan - that place had become a mass grave.

How many innocent people died in the war-torn years?

How many people are buried like that without a name or surname?

Hearing this, Zhao Bottle was furious, "Rice bucket! ”

But even if he was angry and gritted his teeth with hatred, he couldn't change the result. The honor team that went to Tongningyuan was a full seventy-two people, and it lasted half a month, and they counted all the lonely corpses and wild bones in the mass grave, but among the relics that were revealed, there was nothing that could prove the identities of Chen Jing and Qinglan, let alone prove which one was their bones. There were too many bones and could not all be transported back, so the honor team had to bury them on the spot for the second time with tears......

Over the years, many things have been unverifiable.

Emperor Zhao was dignified, and when he thought of this, he choked up several times.

"I can't stand Chen Jing...... It's because I can't live with him, it's long overdue......"

If you go early, you can't end up like this.

"Zhao Nineteen, you can't think like this." Xia Chuqi helped him by the wrist and sat down, a pair of clear pupils were moist, but full of anticipation, "Geng Sanyou buried people back then, it was just a rumor...... One by one, it is not known whether it is true or not. Chen Jing and Qinglan are ...... Where it is, too, is inconclusive. In case of...... What adventure did they have with me, go to another place, and live happily together? ”

What adventures can there be?

After all these years, if they had lived, they would have come back long ago.

Zhao Zhu knew that she was comforting, and his palm caressed her shoulder tightly, but he didn't speak. However, the next day, Zhao Zhu issued another decree and sent a special envoy to Tongningyuan to rebuild all the lonely graves there, and instructed local officials to worship them every year......

Xia Chuqi looked at his actions and sighed in his heart.

When Zhao Shijiu sat on the throne after all the hardships and finally overlooked the world, the old loyal family was no longer there. Glory and wealth cannot be shared, even the bones are lost in the vicissitudes of time, even the emperor who is in charge of the country, can only reluctantly accept such a parting, what kind of pain is that?

The mausoleum on the other side of the emperor's tomb is not empty.

On the eighth day of the fifth month, the auspicious day of the zodiac, Chen Jing and Qinglan entered the grave.

The person who is also buried in clothes is Dongfang Qingxuan.

In this matter, I have to say that this Great Khan is a little shameless. He didn't ask Zhao Tuo to overhaul the mausoleum for him as he said before, but just sent people to find a feng shui place on the back mountain of the emperor's mausoleum and build a lonely tomb. And personally wrote on the tablet in front of the grave that "Nanyan Jinyi's pro-army commanded the tomb of Dongfang Qingxuan".

So Dongfang Qingxuan was buried again......

So he arranged all the habitats for a hundred years from now.

So he succeeded in making Zhao Shijiu so angry that he didn't go to court for a day.

According to Bao Yin, "This trick is outrageous. She threatened to write the pen of King Uliang Khan in her future, adding the most "colorful" stroke to her path as a writer.

In the blink of an eye, it's the end of May.

Other countries are not their own, and the envoys from all parties who came to Nanyan have already left one after another with Nanyan's specialties and large bags and small bags. At this point, Dongfang Qingxuan has been staying in Nanyan for several months, and there seems to be no reason to stay any longer.

Bao Yin is a child with a strange temperament.

She wrapped Dongfang Qingxuan very tightly, and everyone saw it.

But just when Dongfang Qingxuan was about to return to China, she was unusual, not only was she not as noisy, yelling, and crying as everyone thought, but she was surprisingly quiet. The dignified expression on the little face is not like a child, but it is really like a big girl.

Many people say that Princess Baoyin has grown up.

Watching the servants pack up, she would also smile and step forward to take a hand, and she even personally folded Dongfang Qingxuan's clothes that seemed to have a faint fragrance, and then put them into the cage one by one.

She doesn't have the reserved and graceful beauty of everyone's ladies, but she is noble and capable.

It can be seen that in the five years when Xia Chuqi was absent, Zhao Zhu actually taught her very well. As the eldest sister, it has become a habit for her to take care of Yi'er in those years, and she doesn't need the help of the palace maid at all for the trivial things in life.

These advantages were all unexpected.

There are so many in one small child.

Silently watching, he changed his opinion on Zhao Zun's education of children. But he didn't understand why the daughter educated by Zhao Bottle was chattering like a little sparrow all day long ago, scurrying around in front of him, why did she suddenly fall silent in the past two days?

Baoyin doesn't ask about the sky-high price of marriage on the pillow.

She didn't ask anything.

Don't ask Dongfang Qingxuan what the specific day of his trip is, and don't ask him when he will return to Nanyan next time, on a childish and lovely little face, there is a restraint that does not belong to her age, and there is ...... Placid.

Sure enough, it was Zhao Zhu's daughter, and this appearance was similar to Zhao Yi and Zhao Zhu, which made Dongfang Qingxuan sigh.

"Baoyin ......"

She was wiping her hands, looked up at him when she heard the sound, and smiled, "Father-in-law, something's wrong?" ”

Dongfang Qingxuan was taken aback.

She had never called him father-in-law before, but when she was leaving, she did. A few days ago, she always made things difficult for him, asking him to hug him at every turn, asking him to carry him, and asking him to feed her, like a child who didn't grow up, but overnight, how did it change? This girl's temperament is really incomprehensible.

"What's wrong? Questions? Bao Yin tilted her head with a bright smile on her face.

Dongfang Qingxuan looked at her without saying a word and shook his head.

Then, he nodded and smiled slightly.

"Bao Yin has finally grown up...... Good. ”

The day before leaving Nanyan, Dongfang Qingxuan went to the back mountain of the emperor's tomb.

That lonely tomb was his own grave.

The season has entered summer, the grass and trees on the mountain are luxuriant, and the lonely grave is hidden in the trees, which seems to add a lot of gloom. Dongfang Qingxuan lifted the corners of his robe, and a person slowly approached, but found that the weeds that grew at the edge of the grave had been removed, and there were incense and candles in front of the grave......

Who came to worship him, the living dead?

Who came here on a whim to plant flowers?

Standing for a long time, he suddenly let out a long sigh, "Come out." ”

There was a sound of rustling footsteps behind him, but the man did not speak.

Dongfang Qingxuan didn't look back, only asked softly, "What did you do?" ”

The man still didn't speak.

He bowed his head slightly, stared at the incense candle in front of the tomb, and asked, "Baoyin, these days, what I want to tell you, I think you already know, I won't repeat it." Leaving this time, I won't come to Nanyan again, but ...... If you have any problems, I will help you. ”

The little man behind him still didn't speak.

Dongfang Qingxuan stood quietly and did not look back.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he doesn't know how to face her.

A little child, a child he had picked up from his swaddling clothes.

Her stubborn feelings shouldn't have been. But he didn't have enough power to influence her, to help her, to convert her, and this was his failure...... Before today, he heard her shouting "father-in-law", thinking that she finally understood, figured it out, and let it go. After all, the mentality of the youngest daughter, after two years, when she meets a lovely son, it will become a passing cloud, how do you know that the little girl is so stubborn?

A gentle breeze blows through.

On the mountains, in the woods, the clothes are thin, and there is a coolness.

His throat was slightly blocked, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Baoyin, I returned to Wuliang Khan, and I am about to get married...... Uliang Khan can't be left unattended...... I'm not young, and I don't want to wait to dominate South Asia. ”

The courtiers of Uliang Khan did not allow him to delay again and again.

Bao Yin understands this.

She bit her lower lip slightly, but still didn't speak.

Dongfang Qingxuan felt that his brain was a little swollen, not pain, not dizziness, just irritability. He moved his footsteps, approached and looked at the words on the stone tablet, and said word by word: "The things in the world are unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, and it is impossible for people to always fulfill their wishes." Baoyin, you have to understand this......"

chattering, he is like an old father, constantly admonishing.

On the mountain, the quiet wind, gentle words, blowing through the soft hair of Baoyin.

"Amu Guro ......"

After a long time, she said the first words after going up the mountain.

Dongfang Qingxuan's heart tensed, and he slowly turned his head, "You say." ”

Bao Yin raised his eyes to look at him, at this time, Dongfang Qingxuan noticed that she had lost weight, a fair and transparent little face, slightly pale, and a much sharper chin, that wise gaze, lacking luster, but fixed on his face, like nails, through his eyes, full of grievances, "Is it that if I promise someone, you will come to Nanyan again?" ”

Dongfang Qingxuan was slightly suffocated.

For a moment, he was afraid to look her in the eye.

That gaze was too bright in the sun, too innocent, too immature, like the sunlight that pierced through the leaves and fell on the grave at this time, so bright that it almost illuminated the layers of haze buried in his heart......

There was silence for a long time, and his only right hand was slightly clenched.

Low, slowly, his clear voice sounded.

"Baoyin, my life has nothing to do with you. Your life has nothing to do with me. ”

This sentence is a little cruel, but it is the truth, and it is the truth that he has to say.

Bao Yin's small mouth pouted, and he pursed again.

"Then Amu Gulang, when you come to Japan to get married, will you come to Nanyan?"

"Bao Yin." Dongfang Qingxuan slowly approached, looked at her little bit, looked at his body that was not as high as his shoulders, suddenly lowered his head to look at him, and then, he smiled.

As he laughed, he rubbed the top of her hair with his soft palm.

"Silly girl, the girl is getting married, and her father-in-law is coming."

"Okay." Bao Yin grinned softly and smiled.

The smile was silent, quiet, like a dewy flower bone, slowly opening in the silent mountain forest, like that bright sunshine, falling into Dongfang Qingxuan's eyes, and then, he heard her word by word.

"After all, I'm not the main character in this story."

She turned, a shadow in the sun, a thin touch.

Footsteps on the grass, rustling, skirts blowing in the grass, squirming non-stop. She finally went one step at a time......

Dongfang Qingxuan sighed, his fists clenched tightly.

Almost suddenly, he was a little sad.

"Achu......" He slowly looked at the sky and said quietly: "If I have half the courage of Baoyin, if I have half of Amur's persistence, if I have half of Tianlu's luck...... Will I have you for the rest of my life? ”

There will be no answer to this question.

He stood alone in front of his lonely grave, looking at the bright sky, slowly closing his eyes, his flying brows were tightly twisted, motionless, like a lonely walker who had trekked for thousands of years, walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally embedded in the green of the mountains, turning into a lonely white shadow, a sculpture that has gone through the vicissitudes of the sea and still does not regret the latest chapter of the universe subversion.

The happiness of Achu and Tianlu is just his loneliness.

How nice it would be if we could forget? At the moment, he thought so.

"Amu Guro—"

Far away, Bao Yin stopped.

Just like a few years ago on the bank of the Ergu River, on the day she was taken away by Zhao Zhu and Xia Chuqi, she just called him, called his name from afar, and smiled warmly, like a relative, she suddenly asked him, "The people of Qin Tianjian said that it will rain tomorrow, and Baoyin will not send you." ”

Is it going to rain?

Dongfang Qingxuan raised his hand slightly, blocking the dazzling sunlight.

He didn't answer, just smiled and waved at her.

Bao Yin was a little far away from him, so far away that he could barely see his eyebrows. can clearly see clearly, but his eyebrows seem to be engraved in his mind. She smiled at him, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and bounced out of the woods, as if humming a little tune......

It was a minor tune of the Mobei grassland.

She thought, "What if it rains at this time......

When it rains, no one will see her crying.

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History:

On the third day of the sixth month of the fifth year of Yonglu, after bidding farewell to Emperor Nanyan for half a year, the king of Wuliang Khan, Amgulang, returned to Wuliang Khan, passing through Gacha and Ergushi, stayed for several months, and then went north to return to the capital.

On that day, Emperor Yonglu held a banquet and personally served the king of Wuliang Khan. In addition to the queen, there were several princes and ministers of Nanyan who attended the banquet, but Princess Baoyin, who was regarded as the biological daughter of King Uliang Khan, contracted a cold and did not attend.

On the seventh day of the sixth lunar month of Yonglu, on the birthday of Empress Nanyan for another year, King Wuliang Khan canonized the concubine in Mobei. The whole capital was full of laughter, and the grand ceremony was the most prosperous in the Mobei grassland, comparable to the wedding of the prince of Beidi Hasar, but no one could see the true face of the concubine of Wuliang Khan.

In the first month of the ninth year of Yonglu, the bad news came to Nanyan, and the concubine of Wuliang Khan died, leaving a son named Batu. After the death of the concubine, the king of Wuliang Khan has never married in his life, and his beloved wife's behavior has been passed down as a good story in the Mobei grassland, and the beautiful concubine who has been seen by no one from beginning to end has also become a legend of the Wuliang Khan.

In the tenth year of Yonglu, Amu Gulang conducted a large-scale army review in Ergu, so he led his wolf of the Mobei grassland, and began his prosperous expedition again, starting from the Tura River, and annihilated several nomadic tribes on the Mobei grassland, and once again expanded the territory of Wuliang Khan, approaching Beidi and Nanyan, the world was in an uproar, everyone was afraid, but his horse's hooves never stepped into Nanyan again for life, and Beidi was also good-neighborly and friendly.

At the same time, under the political reform of the Yonglu Emperor, Nanyan lightened taxation, emphasized the rule of officials, opened ports, worked in trade, ran education, built medical centers, revived agriculture, and attached importance to public security, becoming a prosperous power across the continent.

In the thirteenth year of Yonglu, Princess Nanyan Baoyin got married, and Emperor Yonglu proposed to decree the four seas, saying that "a good couple is born and a good fate is married". Nanyan celebrated with the whole country, and Wuliang Khan sent an envoy to send congratulatory gifts, but Amu Gulang did not come in person.

Fifteenth year of Yonglu......

So, the story is finally coming to an end.

On the Mobei grassland, the early morning breeze blew away the fog, the sun shone on the green grass, the cattle and sheep graze on the fat riverbank, an eight or nine-year-old boy dressed in armor, spurred the horse, and looked at his father Khan with shining eyes, and his smile was full of confidence.

"Father Khan, what's on the other side of the steppe?"

"The other side of the grassland is still the grassland Tianhuo Avenue Read the full text."

"Father Khan, Batu wants to go and see ......"

“…… What's there to see? The other end of the prairie is still the prairie. ”

"Then ......" the little boy frowned, and his voice hesitated, "Then Batu can go and see my aunt...... No, my aunt? ”

Amu Gulang looked at the endless grassland in the south, his brows furrowed extremely tightly, and the emotions in his eyes floated, like water waves sealed in an abyss. Swinging, swinging...... Eventually, it was calm.

"Go ahead, you follow me to practice martial arts, and you haven't been back for a few days. Amr blames me again—"

The little boy cheered, raised his saddle, and roared away.

Fluttering in the wind was the tail note of his milky voice, but for some reason, Amu Gulang remembered another equally childish voice.

"After all, I'm not the main character in this story."

Like him, he is not the protagonist, but someone else's prosperous world.

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Postscript:

In the sixteenth year of Yonglu, Emperor Yonglu was located in the crown prince and retired with the queen. The sixteen-year-old crown prince ascended the throne and changed his name to Guangqi, known as Emperor Guangqi in history. After Emperor Guangqi succeeded to the throne, Nanyan's military power developed rapidly, and stabilized the prosperity of his father's reign, becoming a new generation of monarchs who continued the legend.

On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month of the twentieth year of Guangqi, Emperor Yonglu died in Shuntianfu. The next day, Empress Yichu passed away with a smile in front of the emperor.

On the twentieth day of the twentieth month of the same year, the news reached the Uliang Khan.

On that day, the wind and snow were piling up on the Mobei grassland, and the weather was like a sharp arrow, which made people cold. When King Uliang Khan learned of the funeral, he fell from his horse and died in the snowstorm of the twentieth month of the lunar month.

In the first month of the twenty-first year of Guangqi, at the beginning of the new year, the eldest princess of Nanyan Baoyin went to Wuliang Khan alone. A few months later, she arrived in Nanyan Jingshi with filial piety, brought an altar of ashes, and buried it in the tomb of the emperor and queen.

In the twenty-first year of Guangqi, Princess Baoyin kept filial piety for her father and mother, married in front of the mausoleum, and did not appear in front of people, but wrote several books that were widely circulated.

In the twenty-first year of Guangqi, Uliang Khan Batu was called the king of Khan.

The following year, Batu raised his troops and went south, and the flames of war were ignited again.

And that's another story......

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------Off topic------

Little daughters-in-law, this is the end of the "Still No Regrets" chapter.

Ahem, or rather, the whole story is over.

If there's a state later.,Erjin will write some other small fan.,If there's no state.,This is the final end.。 (People float in the world, and if they don't sprout, they will be stabbed.) Selling cute ...... Mistakes are too late to proofread, so pass them on first and then correct them. ）

Here, Erjin has a serious face, one mouth after another, and solemnly warns everyone: Don't see what Erjin looks like, and come to collect Xinkeng'an on November 11th? …… Well, it's going to be a great story!

PS: The level of authorship is limited, but he is always trying to improve. Thank you all for waiting and loving you!

See you on November 11.