After drinking the medicine, seeing that Gu Zhao kept glancing at the book in Gu Zhixing's hand, Su Mian finally sighed helplessly.

"Are those things in a hurry? Do you have to deal with it today? She asked.

I thought it was something important, but Gu Zhao shook his head: "It doesn't need to be processed today, it's just to pass the time." ”

"Passing the time with a fold? I admire you so much. This answer was even more speechless than the one Su Mian thought in her heart, making her suddenly feel a little weak and sat on the edge of the bed.

"You, lie down, don't continue to watch it, I'll tell you a story, you lie down and listen." She arranged it by herself like a teacher and a parent.

The eunuch who was waiting on the side was still there, and when he was heard that he was so old, and he had to tell him a story, Gu Zhao felt a little embarrassed for a while.

Su Mian didn't notice it at all, and after arranging Gu Zhao, he arranged Gu Zhixing: "You, go to the imperial study and read all the folds that Gu Zhao has to deal with today, and then come back to me." ”

Hearing that she dared to arrange Gu Zhao and Gu Zhixing so recklessly, the little eunuch on the side couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This Miss Su is really not an ordinary woman...... It is really ...... to dare to talk to the emperor and the prince like this, and dare to call them by their names

Gu Zhixing had already expected that she would go to the imperial study to handle official business for Gu Zhao, and after a slight pause, she just wanted to open her mouth to refuse, but she heard the person in front of her say loudly: "Don't refuse!" Today's situation is special, only you can handle official business for him! ”

"Then it's going to be troublesome Uncle Huang." It was rare to see Gu Zhixing deflated, and Gu Zhao also opened his mouth.

With a helpless look in his eyes, Gu Zhixing had no choice but to nod and agree.

Watching him leave, Gu Zhao waved away the waiter who was waiting on the side, and only he and Su Mian were left in the dormitory for a while.

"Shall I continue with the story from last time? You can close your eyes and listen, those drugs have hypnotic ingredients, and if you are sleepy, you can sleep well, at least you won't have a fever after waking up. Su Mian said slowly.

Her timbre was gentle, Gu Zhao was about to subconsciously complain a sentence or two, but when he heard this, he obediently closed his eyes and didn't speak again.

Su Mian smiled, and then continued to tell her the story that she didn't finish last time.

Gu Zhao's body was weak, and the effect of the medicine slowly set on, and it didn't take long for him to really fall asleep, and his breathing gradually became longer.

Su Mian's storytelling voice became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly, so he gradually stopped, looked at him and smiled dotingly.

Carefully covered him with the quilt, thinking that it would be better to sweat, Su Mian stood up and planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, he was suddenly pulled by his sleeve.

"Gu Zhao?" Thinking that he was awake, Su Mian tentatively whispered his name.

The person in the bed was still sleeping soundly, showing no signs of waking up.

Relieved, Su Mian tentatively tugged at her sleeve, but she didn't expect that the person on the bed suddenly frowned, and grabbed her sleeve tighter in an instant.

"Okay, I'm not leaving......" Seeing that his brows seemed to be wrinkling more and more, Su Mian hurriedly opened his mouth and whispered to comfort him, and sat down on the edge of the bed again.

Gu Zhao's hand holding her sleeve slowly loosened, and his brows gradually stretched.

In his sleep, he returned to the year when he was six years old.

Because the concubine was not favored in this deep palace, until the beginning of winter, no one sent them decent cotton clothes.

Gu Zhao was still wearing last year's old clothes, his sleeves were shortened, and his wrists were exposed all day long, so he naturally got a heavy wind chill not long after winter.

At that time, he also had a recurrent fever every day, and his mother used her own small monthly salary to buy off the palace maids around her who were reluctant to serve their mother and son, so she was able to buy some herbs from outside the palace and come back to boil medicine.

Gu Zhao remembered very well that at that time, he was wrapped in a quilt on the bed, and his mother was burning a small medicine stove in the courtyard.

Although it smelled bitter, every time after taking the medicine, the mother would always smile and stuff a piece of eight-treasure candy into his mouth, hold him in her arms and coax him to sleep.

Fortunately, Gu Zhao's body was strong, and he survived a cold.

The mother concubine even went to cry in front of the queen at that time, and made people ridicule her, so she took back the cotton clothes he wore for the winter.

Perhaps because of his illness, Gu Zhao's mind kept flashing pictures of the past, making him a little unable to tell whether he was dreaming now, or whether the days since he ascended the throne were real dreams.

Standing in front of the window and watching the concubine coughing and boiling medicine for herself in the courtyard, Gu Zhao's eyes flickered for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the scene in the courtyard suddenly changed.

Su Mian appeared in the courtyard for some reason, still holding a burning firework in his hand, looking at himself and laughing.

"Gu Zhao, come out, do you want to play together?" She looked at Gu Zhao and saw that he was standing there dumbfounded, so she took two steps forward and pulled him out of the house, and took a firework and stuffed it into his hand.

Gu Zhao's eyes flickered for a moment, looking at the fireworks in his hand that he didn't know when it was lit, and the aroma of the barbecue grill that was set up not far away came from his nose.

"Are you hungry? The chicken wings will be roasted in a moment, eat something and then go to business, how old are you? I look tired every day like this, ......," Su Mian complained dissatisfied.

Gu Zhao was still stunned in place, and only at this moment did he have a little sense of who he was.

He is Gu Zhao, but he is no longer at the mercy of others, only a six-year-old child.

Mother ...... It's long gone.

She carried it on her own that winter, but she became seriously ill.

A concubine that no one will take a fancy to, but a woman who has died and the emperor has forced the current emperor to marry, her appearance is not outstanding enough, and she is not favored in the palace, and the prince he gave birth to is not extraordinary, even if the two of them die in this deep palace, naturally no one will care.

So the imperial doctor even came to see the doctor perfunctory.

It seems that she already knows that her time is short, and in the days before she died, she held Gu Zhao's hand every day and spoke, as if she had endless words to tell him.

She said that Gu Zhao must take care of himself and be very careful in this palace.

She said that no one would be soft-hearted because he was just a child, and that it would be easier to get rid of him than to kill an ant.

She said that if she has the opportunity to escape from the palace in the future, she will never come back, stay outside to make three or five close friends, do what she likes, and if she meets a woman who can stay with her for a lifetime, there is nothing wrong with living a dull and free life outside.

Every word she said, Gu Zhao remembered in her heart.

In the end, I finally left on a snowy morning, and the rest of the matter was very simple.

Gu Zhao was seriously ill, with a high fever for three days, and was almost unconscious.

After waking up again, the sky in this palace has completely changed.

Gu Zhixing single-handedly changed the situation in the entire Xisheng Palace, and supported Gu Zhao, who was only six years old at the time, to ascend to the throne.

At first, everyone said that Gu Zhao was just a puppet under Gu Zhixing, and even Gu Zhao himself thought so.

I don't know when he didn't want to be such a puppet, and he couldn't do what his mother entrusted him.

Wu Zi was trapped in his heavy memories, and Gu Zhao remembered that snowy morning, when his mother was lying quietly on the bed, not breathing at all.

That's when ......

"Zhao'er......" A familiar voice appeared not far away, making Gu Zhao suffocate instantly, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound appeared.

Then he saw his mother standing not far away with a smile, wearing her favorite lilac dress on weekdays, looking at herself with a smile.

"Mother Concubine......" The corners of her eyes seemed to be a little moist, and Gu Zhao ran towards the figure without hesitation.

It had been too long since he had seen his mother in a dream, and he hadn't felt her warm embrace for a long time.

"You, ......" The voice was as warm as ever, with these smiles, which made Gu Zhao's whole person feel warm.

……

Su Mian was holding her chin and looking at a book she had taken from Gu Zhao's pillow, when she suddenly heard him call "Mother," and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

In my own time, most children lived with their parents at this age carefree......

Gu Zhao can only show such a side when he is sick......

With so much to bear at such a young age, his pressure is beyond his imagination.

Seeing that he frowned suddenly, and kept whispering something in his mouth, Su Mian hurriedly reached out and probed his forehead.

It's a little cool to start.

The effect has already worked.

After relieving his heart a little, seeing that he still seemed to be sleeping a little unstable, Su Mian hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand, gently stroked his forehead twice, and then said softly as if coaxing a child to sleep: "Gu Zhao, I'm ...... I'm ......."

It seemed that he heard her voice in his sleep, Gu Zhao really quieted down slowly, and his frowning brows also had a tendency to loosen.

kept saying comforting words in his ear, and finally after a while, Gu Zhao completely quieted down and regained his calm.

Su Mian breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

On the surface, it always looks like a little adult, but in fact, he is not a child in his bones?

Feeling a little helpless and distressed, Su Mian covered the quilt for her again, and then lay on the side of the bed a little tired.

I got up from bed early today, and spent the whole afternoon studying how to purify those drugs, so that the effects of the drugs could be played faster, and Su Mian's eyelids had already begun to fight.

Listening to Gu Zhao's long breathing, she couldn't help but start to feel sleepy, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.