In the early summer night, the lights of Shuangfu Street have been on, there are handsome little Langjun in the round hole of Shuangqiao, there are also little ladies wearing green curtains and curtains, and there are stall vendors who are happy to go around to promise, and there are also old men who are not in a hurry to sell with rows of lanterns, and only pull tourists to tell stories. There are a few red lanterns hanging high in front of the restaurant, and there are bold proprietresses, who will wear embroidered half-arms on their bodies, smiling at the gate with silky eyes, and tearing their throats to solicit business with a smile.

In the midst of the noise, there was a canopy carriage with green silk and soft silk coming out of the Jiujing Hutong, the ruts were rolling on the smooth green brick floor, making a "squeak" sound, and it was instantly lost in the disturbance of the bustle.

"Girl" Lianyu stopped talking, put her hand on her knee solemnly, but her body shook with the bump of the carriage.

The little lady was smiling when she came out of the main courtyard, but as soon as she came out of the Zhumen of Lin'an Hou's Mansion, she squatted on the ground and covered her face with her hands and cried sadly.

She still remembers the night of the eldest lady's death, the girl hugged the eldest lady's body and cried earth-shatteringly, but tonight's crying was lingering, like an unfinished sad poem.

"What day is it?" Xingzhao picked up the curtain with one hand, quietly looked out of the carriage, and said softly: "It's so lively outside."

The voice was not high, but it pulled Lianyu back from her memories all of a sudden.

"Maybe it's because Qixi Festival is coming, well, maybe it's the Midyear Festival." Lianyu hurried over and saw a vendor with a mask hanging next to the lantern seller. hurriedly replied.

Tanabata

He Yan said. His first encounter with his mother was on Tanabata. One got lost in the capital. Holding a mask in her hand, the little lady who cried so much that she sobbed her face, a noble boy in a long robe. The latter walked on Shuangfu Street, walking and walking but was pulled by the corner of his clothes, he looked back, only to find that it was a little lady who was crying and sobbing, crying and asking him with tears on his face, "Ah Fu can't find the way." Daddy is gone, my sister is gone, and there are still people laughing at Ah Fu's face as a flower."

Probably no matter how unbearable the marriage is, there are also a few unforgettable scenes that are inexplicably engraved in my heart.

What was He Yan's expression when he said this? Is it a silence with a smile, or a sigh of regret.

Xingzhao gently rested her head on the inner wall of the carriage, and she found that Ming Ming had only seen He Yan, but in his mind, his face became extremely blurred, as if he had been covered with a thin veil. She thought hard, and she could remember the long list of words he had said.

"These days. Every time I pass by the main courtyard, I can remember your mother's description, she smiled cross-legged on the kang to make clothes for me, she held you under the cypress tree to recite poems, and when she just got married, Mrs. Tai was afraid that she would not be able to take charge of the housekeeper immediately, so she asked Mother Zhang to copy down the names, origins, and preferences of the housekeepers and mothers in the booklet, and sent them to her. She lay on her back in the quilt, not only carried it, but also asked me to dictate it to her, and she didn't even want to eat if she made a mistake."

"I remember that at that time, I waited for five years in order to marry your mother, and I went to the northwest three times a year, and I was more respectful to the old general than to Mrs. Tai. General Fang hesitated but said that my face is not very good, 'a man whose vestibule is not wide enough, it is easy to end up in a dead end when doing things'. I didn't think so at the time, but now that I look back, the old general's ability to know people and people has not changed in his life, and the wrong thing I am doing now is a wrong step and a wrong step."

"The hardships I have experienced myself, but I have re-imposed it on others, sometimes I think, if I didn't marry Ah Fu at that time, I don't care about any fame and fortune, and insist on being with Yingyi, and your mother also married someone who really loves her and protects her, will the ending be different now? If I had lived well with your mother and had not calculated so much, would the results have changed differently? Brother Jing didn't recognize me anymore, and hugged Fang Qi with a cold face. You don't recognize me anymore, I'm afraid you don't want to see me now. All the betrayals and relatives are my own fault."

The voice gradually lowered to the ground, and in the face of Mrs. Tai's unspeakable regret, she unexpectedly confided in her young daughter.

At the end of the words, the words "to blame yourself" were said with a snort.

One wrong step and one wrong step, but it was summed up very well, because of He Yan's crooked thoughts that moved first, Ying Yi would be like the fire that was ignited by the wind, it would only burn more and more, and finally burn to himself, so he had to retreat to the corner and lead the water to the east.

"Lianyu, you said Lin'anhou today"

Today, how sincere is there today?

Xingzhao opened her mouth softly, but she didn't finish her words, she was stupid, but she couldn't be stupid like this.

If it's wrong, it's wrong, the indulgence and pampering of his childhood can't write off the revenge of killing his mother, and kinship and involvement can't constitute evidence of dissipating resentment, whether he has it intentionally or unintentionally, whether he has been planning for a long time or forced by the situation, whether he regrets not being at the beginning or acting on the spot, Xingzhao can't forgive.

She was hesitating, struggling, and conflicting, but she also remembered how her mother died.

Maybe He Yan really regretted it, but what does this mean? Will my mother come back to life? The blood on He Yan's hands, can the good abacus in Ying Yi's heart be washed away? Will the despair of the two children for their fathers be eliminated?

Neither.

Today's heart-to-heart can only mean that He Yan is finally brave once, no matter what the consequences are, no matter what is right or wrong, people must always face their mistakes, even if only once in a lifetime.

The curtain was raised high by the swift wind, Xingzhao poked his head out, the carriage galloped fast, and the lantern with the word "Lay" hung high at the mouth of Jiujing Hutong looked quiet and quiet in a starry red light.

The imposing Zhumen of the Lin'an Hou Mansion was thrown farther and farther away, gradually becoming a line, a point, and finally disappeared in the same gray wall and green tile, and it was no longer possible to distinguish between right and wrong.

The bustle of Shuangfu Street is the beginning of the lanterns and the crowds are crowded, but the festivity of the Fengyi Hall is more secret, like an undercurrent of shareholders rushing away.

"Fang Dudu really didn't punch over and break the bridge of He Yan's nose? Didn't swell his eyes either? Empress Fang sat happily on the top, half of her body leaned forward, with rare curiosity and excitement: "Really not?" You are not allowed to lie to the palace, if you beat it, it doesn't matter, the emperor will go to the palace and say, you are not allowed to hide it. ”

Jiang Mingying stood at the bottom, glanced at Xingzhao, the little lady looked as usual, and replied to Queen Fang's words with a smile.

When Lin'an Hou saw Fang Dudu, he called him uncle, and Fang Dudu was also full of smiles. At that time, the slave maid served the lord of Wenyang County in the main courtyard, these were all listened to Jiang Qianhu, it seemed that the atmosphere of the two people was fine, but Yang Mingbo's expression was a little bad, Fang Dudu asked Yang Mingbo to kneel down and kowtow to Lin'an Hou three times, Yang Mingbo also knelt, Lin'an Hou was very emotional, and before Lin'an Hou spoke, Fang Dudu smiled and said, 'A life is given by his parents, this kid dares to break into the northwest regardless of heaven and earth, he really didn't put his parents in his eyes. Let Brother Jing kneel down and kowtow to his father three times, which can be regarded as the whole father-son friendship'. Listening to Jiang Qianhu, Lin'anhou's face turned green when he landed. ”

Queen Fang laughed, her son was surnamed Fang, the other was surnamed Feng, and there was still a concubine left to support his face, and He Yan's face was either green or white, and he couldn't be ruddy anymore anyway.

Xingzhao sat obediently on the stool, lowered his head, tugged at the corner of his clothes in his hand, and listened to Jiang Mingying's words in his ears: "Later, Anhou asked Yang Mingbo when he would go back to live, Yang Mingbo was silent for a long time, and Fang Dudu didn't speak, just waiting for Yang Mingbo to say." After a long time, Yang Mingbo said, 'Guarding and trusting him is now the top priority, if something goes wrong, he will not only live up to the emperor's hard work, but also lose his reputation.' ", took out the holy order, and said left and right without setting a quasi-letter, but Lin'anhou couldn't say anything."

"Let's go to Lin'anhou Mansion today, did Governor Fang get the letter?" Empress Fang gradually smiled and got back to business.

Jiang Mingying frowned and thought about it, and finally shook his head slightly, and then said respectfully: "I guess it's not." Fang Dudu and Yang Ming Bo Youmo stopped in the main courtyard for an hour, and Lin'an Hou came to the main courtyard. ”

Bringing people openly and honestly, leading the horse to visit the Hou Mansion at night, I have to say that Fang Qi is bold, in an hour, a few big men will turn over a big Hou Mansion, and they will definitely not be able to turn out any famous halls. In such a short period of time, it has died down, either it has been flipped over, or it is determined that it will not be able to turn over

"Jiang Qianhu found a copper basin with carbon black paper ash in another mountain, and there was a piece of paper in it that was not burned, and it was Fang Dudu's handwriting on it, and it should be He Yan who burned all the letterheads."

Jiang Ming added calmly.

Queen Fang's heart sank, and she burned? What can a piece of paper prove? Yesterday Fang Qi came back, and today He Yan burned the letter, and his brain turned fast!

suddenly thought about it, and caught the two words in Jiang Mingying's previous words.

"He Yan came to the main courtyard? Did he see Xingzhao? ”

Jiang Mingying didn't answer, it was Xing Zhao's words.

"It's Ah Yu who saw Lin'anhou." Xingzhao said softly while putting the teacup on the small case, looked up at Queen Fang and said with a smile: "Lin'an Hou said that Ah Yu said a lot, said about his mother's usual things, said about Ah Yu when she was a child, said about what happened when she was young, said that he couldn't help himself, and also said that he regretted not being at the beginning. ”

As soon as the little lady raised her head, Queen Fang saw that Xingzhao's eyes were red, and her little face was white and white, but her cheeks were red, and she seemed to have cried fiercely.

He Yan even has the face to see Grandma!

Shameless!

Fatherhood in vain! (To be continued......)

ps: There is one more more! chayexschayexs.Recommended work "Ghost Concubine Strategy", the name looks more supernatural, in fact, it is a warm romance dressed in a supernatural skin~