33. Chapter 33

"Ming'er, you will escort Ke'er out of the palace and have fun for two days! If you need anything, please ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to be safe! ”

"Sons obey orders!" The eighth elder brother commanded.

Today, the emperor seems to be happy, and he can't help laughing loudly in front of everyone, "Well, today is a rare happy day, everyone has to have fun!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The crowd responded.

"Bang, bang, bang" fireworks began to go off again, and the lively fireworks feast continued······

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At this time, Nangong Yao sat beside the lotus pond with Lang dang, looking at the lotus flowers in the pond in a daze.

Sometimes the more lively it is, the more empty it is.

For some reason, looking at this lively scene, I suddenly remembered my father and mother at home!

At this time, the mind seems to be a projector that does not listen to the call.

One moment is spinning, the other is turning backwards, and the projected images of the parents are sometimes blurry, sometimes clear.

The parents in my memory suddenly grew old and suddenly young.

"Yaoyao, don't lie in bed, get up quickly!"

"Oh, let me sleep a little longer, five minutes, just five minutes."

Suddenly remembering the nagging words of her parents in her ear, Nangong Yao's heart hurt inexplicably.

I used to think that they were grinding and chattering, but now I don't have those advices, but I miss them a little!

"Mom, Dad, I miss you so much!"

Thinking about it, a few tears flowed from Nangong Yao's eyes.

The sheep has the feeling of kneeling and breastfeeding, and the crow has the righteousness of feeding. Suddenly coming to this era, not being able to stay by the side of his parents and fulfill his filial piety is Nangong Yao's biggest regret!

Suddenly feeling a trace of bitterness in her mouth, Nangong Yao looked into the distance with blurred teary eyes, and buried this bitterness deeply.

At that moment, he suddenly heard the voice of a child.

Nangong Yao couldn't help but look back, only to see a handsome man with a child, holding a hand-cranked flower in his hand, playing happily.

"Brother Jiu, it's so fun!" The child shook the fireworks in his hand vigorously, forming a beautiful arc.

Seeing that these two people were having such a good time, Nangong Yao's face showed a shallow smile.

I remember that when I was young, I also loved to play with hand-cranked flowers, what kind of cannons, whips, and weather······

In a blink of an eye, I have grown so big, and I really miss the past.

"Brother Jiu, look, there seems to be someone in front!"

As he spoke, the kid pointed in the direction where Nangong Yao was.

There was indeed someone in front of him, and the man couldn't help but pull the child forward.

When he got closer, he found that it was Princess Wen Ke standing in front of him. Her dance skirt has not been taken off, and the emerald green skirt is like a blue lotus in the rain, with an indescribable noble temperament, ethereal and refined~~~

"Ke'er, why are you here?"

In Yikun Palace, Nangong Yao has a relationship with Brother Jiu, and she can still recognize it.

Zhilu said that she was Lao Jiu, the son of Concubine Yi, Nangong Yao couldn't help but stand up and salute him.

"Brother Jiu!"

"Sister, why are you here alone!" The kid said to Nangong Yao.

"Sister??"

Hearing this title, Nangong Yao was stunned at first, and then looked at the child in front of her with an incredible look.

Judging from the child's dress, it is clear that Lu Dao must be an elder brother, and it is reasonable to call him sister.

But he also called it too intimately, since he called her sister! It's as if I know him well.

Thinking about it, Nangong Yao couldn't help asking, "Are you?" ”

Hearing Nangong Yao's words, the kid pursed his lips and seemed to be very displeased.

He turned his head to Brother Nine and said, "Brother Jiu, they all say that my sister has amnesia, it seems to be true, and even her own brother can't recognize it." ”

Seeing the child's aggrieved expression, Nangong Yao looked at Brother Jiu with an embarrassed smile.

"Ke'er, he's your own brother Twenty-two Elder Brother, you really can't recognize him!"

"Twenty-two elder brother? My brother? ”

Nangong Yao couldn't help but be confused, and she didn't know how to answer Brother Jiu.

She wanted to nod, but she wanted to shake her head, her neck stuck there, her head tilted, and she had a very strange expression.

"Alas, it seems that the old lady really doesn't remember me!" Twenty-two elder brothers couldn't help but bow their heads in frustration.