"Send your queen mother back."

After Zhou Rongjun stood up, he said this detachedly and went to the inner hall to change clothes.

After he came out again, Queen Wan was already gone.

When leaving the palace, Bian Jing's evening suddenly rained heavily, and when he left the outermost gate of the palace, Zhou Rongjun looked back.

The day he left the palace at the age of ten and opened the mansion was the same as today.

Looking back, there was no one.

There are things in his life that have not changed.

It's just that he used to be sad, but now those sadness are unnecessary.

The father who gave birth to him would never understand why he was so angry at the fact that they wanted to put his princess to death.

What she has always given him is what they have never given him and will not give him, and he flocks to the warmth.

Without them, where did she come from.

And what he has, they want to take away - how can he bear it?

**

The letter in the capital was one step ahead of the king of the northwest and arrived at the palace of the king of the northwest.

Among them, there are letters from Duke Su who wrote everything in detail.

This time, this letter Liu Zhenji did not show it to Changzhen.

On the evening of reading the letter, she sat on the highest point of the palace with her children in her arms, looking down the hill on the road where he would return.

This year is actually only the nineteenth year of Dingkang, and it is the middle of winter at this time.

She married him in the late spring and early summer of the fifteenth year of Dingkang, before the marriage date set by the Holy Decree.

It has only been a little more than four years since she got married, and because there are too many things that have happened, she seems to have been as difficult as half of her life.

What she manages is only the point between the inner mansions, and she has already worked so hard.

And how difficult it is for him to carry the entire palace on his shoulders, and the taste of it, probably only he can understand?

There are some things, no matter how much she feels sorry for him, she can't carry them for him.

Therefore, if he doesn't say what he can't say, she won't say either.

There are some wounds in this world that cannot be healed at all, just like the past that happened and cannot be changed.

Yoo Jung-gil never thought that she could soothe all the scars in his heart, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't hurt him.

It doesn't mean that she doesn't want him to let go.

Therefore, she served the queen so diligently and was respectful to the emperor.

She is a person who likes humility, but she is not humble, and she is not really a person who cares, but for the sake of him, she is willing to try everything......

But in this world, it is not up to her to have the final say, nor is it that she has made efforts and will get a corresponding response - she can't let the emperor and empress repair those cracks in previous years with him according to her wishes.

Failure after failure, she was also tired.

"Mother ......" Liu Zhenji's depressed mood infected Zhou Yuyu, and he called his mother a little sadly, "Isn't my father coming back?" Didn't you say that you would be back the day after tomorrow? ”

"Return, I'll be back the day after tomorrow." Yoo Jung-gil kissed the forehead of her son, who was holding her left hand.

"Mother concubine......" Zhou Yuyu didn't know how to express his worries, and looked at his mother a little nervously, "Then why don't you laugh?" ”

Yoo Jung-gil laughed.

"Mother."

"Hmm." Yoo Jung-gil touched his head.

And Zhou Chen'an, who was holding her on the other side, didn't speak all the time, the little girl leaned her head on her mother's arms, pursed her small mouth, and looked solemnly at the bottom of the mountain where there were only a few small fires......

She was born different, the governor was early, she remembered early, and she still remembered the scene of her father's army entering Beijing and leaving the city, and the night was full of slaughter.

The woman holding her, the indescribable sadness on her body, she didn't know too much, but she always knew who the woman who gave birth to her, every long silence, was it for......

Her mother, who looks kind and friendly, is actually a ruthless person.

It's like she never gives a second chance to someone who has done something wrong.

Just like the day the imperial grandmother left, she turned her back, and her eyes were cold when she turned her back to the crowd, even if there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth.

So when she heard her imperial grandmother tell the lady who had come to them from Kyori that her mother was a clever liar—her grandmother wouldn't understand that her mother didn't mind letting her know her hypocrisy.

Her mother clearly understands that to get her good, you have to pay, but unfortunately her imperial grandmother only knows how to ask for it, and never gives her what her mother really wants.

The imperial grandmother had lived in their palace for so long, and she had never figured out that as long as she could make her father happy, her mother was willing to pay the greatest price.

Her mother was so obvious, but she had to say a liar no matter how clever she was.

Zhou Chenan thought that even if it is a relative, relatives are different from relatives.

**

"Mother." While Liu Zhenji was pondering, Zhou Chenan called her.

Yoo Jung-gil came back to her senses and glanced at her youngest daughter.

"Chen'an," Liu Zhenji turned her head around, letting her face snuggle up to her chest, warming her, and said with a smile, "Father is back, Chen'an wants to accompany him more." ”

"Hmm."

"I'll accompany you too." Zhou Yuyu turned his head from the bottom of the mountain.

"Okay." Yoo Jung-gil smiled and nodded.

"Mother, we'll wait tomorrow night." When he was about to walk back to the dormitory, Zhou Yuyu said again.

Zhou Chenan nodded.

"Okay." Yoo Jung-gil smiled so much that her eyes were crooked.

So, on the way back, the king of the northwest heard the Xiqi soldiers who came to pick him up, saying that the princess was watching his way home from the top of the mountain with his children every night, and when he returned, he couldn't help laughing.

When he forced her to devote herself to him, he thought about what it would be like if she devoted herself to him......

Fortunately, she never let him down.

It's not that she hasn't escaped halfway, nor has she never been cowardly, but every time she will look back in time, she will always say that she is reluctant.

It's like she's going back to her other world, but she's still coming back for him.

Even if it's just because of reluctance, not because of love, Zhou Rongjun is actually satisfied.

There is always such a person, no matter how difficult it is, he is reluctant to hurt him.

**

Zhou Rongjun returned to Xiqi at noon on the third day.

The winter in Xiqi was extremely cold, and the king of the northwest, who hurried all the way back to the mansion, fell ill in the afternoon of the day he returned to the mansion, developed a high fever, and coughed continuously that night.

Zhou Rongjun, who was sick, couldn't fall asleep easily, so he always grabbed Yoo Jung-gil and asked him something that he wouldn't ask when he was awake.

Yoo Jung-gil answered every sentence very seriously, and it was not until early in the morning that he comforted him to sleep.

At this time, she couldn't sleep either, so she went to the outer hall and told the girl how to make his breakfast.

As soon as he was halfway through speaking, a loud cry came from the inner sanctum, "Zhenjier......"

Yoo Jung-gil didn't think about it, so he pulled his legs and ran inside.

"Brother Jun, here."

In a matter of moments, she ran to the temple......

At this time, Zhou Rongjun had already sat up, looked at her, and said in a bit of a panic, "Where have you been?" Father, the imperial brother wants to kill me, you hurry up and take Yu'er An'er away. ”

As he spoke, he hurried down to the ground, without even lifting the quilt, and unconsciously dragged the quilt that hindered his steps towards her in a hurry.

Yoo Jung-gil was stunned, watching him sweat profusely and walk up to her, she raised her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes, "What about you?" ”

"I don't have anything to do, you go first, I'll come ......later" Zhou Rongjun touched her face, hurriedly said a word and shouted out to call someone.

When he looked up at the door, he saw Chang Yan and Li Yun, and at this time, the fragrance of her hair wafted between his nose......

Zhou Rongjun was stunned for a moment, slowly realized it, and slowly moved her eyes to her tearful face.

"I just had a dream...... "Coming back to his senses, Zhilu said that he had just had a dream, he came back, and now in front of him is her person, her face, their bedroom, he wiped her more and more tears, and said lightly, "In the dream, the eldest brother wants to kill me, and my father will also kill me." ”

And his mother, watching coldly.

He could only come to her.

"Are you afraid?" He asked.

Is she afraid of a man who even kills her own brother?

"What am I afraid of?" Liu Zhenji cried and laughed, hugging his waist tightly, "You know that I am not afraid of the Dao. ”

"I'm afraid you're afraid." Zhou Rongjun rested his chin on her head and closed his eyes tiredly, "You don't know how cold it is in the palace, you are not there, I feel cold every day." ”

"But you're back to me now."

"Hmm." If he doesn't come back, he'll die of cold.

"You should take me with you wherever you go in the future."

Zhou Rongjun nodded.

At this time, Chang Zhen took the people in the temple and left.

Zhou Rongjun listened to the sound of their footsteps going away, opened his eyes, and met her eyes towards him.

He kissed her bright, pure eyes.

"Don't please her anymore, that's the end of it," Zhou Rongjun touched her smooth face, "You've done enough, our relationship with her is here." ”

"Hmm." Yoo Jung-gil nodded without thinking.

"Maybe after this, there will be more difficulties in Beijing, will it be too hard?"

"Not really," Liu Zhenji smiled, "It's not much more difficult to deal with difficulties than waiting to please my father and mother." ”

It's just that the time spent pleasing Lu is spent on dealing with difficulties, and for her, both are pretty much the same.

"Zhenjier?"

"Huh?"

"Did I tell you you you look good when you laugh?"

"You've said it before, and you've said it now." Yoo Jung-gil touched his hot forehead, pushed him to the bed, and smiled.

"You have to laugh for the rest of your life," Zhou Rongjun was pushed onto the bed by her, and after she covered him with the quilt, he grabbed her and said, closing his eyes and saying to her, "Don't cry, I don't want to see you cry, that will make me feel that I am incompetent." ”

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