The day in March is warm, just a spring cold, Chiyo is a careless, in the morning when the child began to cry, until the evening, the sky and the earth drizzle, a cold air came, the afternoon, the child was full of redness, the body was hot like coal, the bitter taste of the medicine, the child could not drink, only the nurse breast milk to pay, but the amount of medicine was very small, it could not play a role at all, the doctors came, but only in exchange for a sentence "things are man-made, resigned to fate." "Chiyo sleepless and guards the child's side every day, the child's life can only be decided by herself, the mother always loves the child, this love is needed because of love.

On the third day, the child's body temperature was normal, and he was no longer in a coma, and the doctors were also relieved, thinking that they were finally cured, so they all returned to the hospital Before the storm came, it was calm.

There was no warning, and the child was boiling hot that night, and when the doctor came, he was out of breath. After the hot is cold, but also exudes a fishy smell, the child passed away in the cold night, Chiyo also held the child's body in hysteria, gloomy and gloomy, she slept for five days and five nights, when she woke up, Yongyan was by her side, looking at Yongyan who was already sad in front of her, she fell on Yongyan's shoulder, tears swayed like beads, wet clothes, "Lord Wang, our child is gone, gone, the prince has not named her, she is only left with a cool body, nothing left for us, Only sad and painful, why. Yongyan hugged her and burst into tears.

"It's not gone, it's that Hongchen is too bitter, we have nothing to do with the child, you cry, cry as much as you want." In this way, Chiyo cried all night, she was exhausted, endlessly, and finally fainted from crying, and it was three days and three nights since she woke up again. The child is the hope of the mother, the child is gone, the hope is gone, how to cheer up, she doesn't eat or drink, she spends her depression every day, and the prince will often go to see her, but the prince has woken up from the sadness, and Chiyo seems to be unable to let go, and the disagreement has appeared, the prince thinks that Chiyo is naïve and immature, and Chiyo feels that the prince is affectionate and does not think about the dead daughter.

"She's gone, you've lost, what's the point of crying every day, listen to this king, cheer up, we will still have children."

"It's meaningless, but at least there is a warm and cold heart, it will not be a walking corpse, the pain of losing a child is painful, can't the prince feel it, just yesterday the child was still eating milk with flesh and blood, and today she is gone." Chiyo was held in the arms of the prince, and the tears were long gone, only mottled with tears.

"It's wrong, it's all wrong, the child is long gone, you have to look forward. Taking care of your body is better than anything else. Yongyan ordered the people to burn all the relics related to their daughter, and he had been leaving Chiyo alone, but this time he resolutely said, "I can't help you"

After a few more days, many newcomers arranged by the emperor came to the palace.

Yi Ze heard that Dong Jia's family was gentle and virtuous, and Su Wanniguar's family was generous, and his words were beautiful. The prince loves it very much, and in addition to staying with the two Fujin every day, he talks about life and death with the two of them, and talks about the mountains and rivers.

The prince ordered her to be locked in the house and watch the ashes of the relics.

Inside the house, the eyes are full of wind and rain, and outside the house, there are constantly new people and new words. Whenever the prince passed by her door, she diligently peeked out, but only saw him walking with other women, but what made her a little happy, the prince would always look into the room diligently, the two always looked at each other, eyes met, but when the eyes met. , I used to have a good understanding of my heart, but now it is difficult to know each other without saying a word. Seeing is believing, or hearing is false. The prince's mind is unpredictable, but Chiyo is tired of it, and the most untested thing is to test people's hearts.

If you don't take the initiative, I don't want to come to you; You will not bow your head, and I will not grovel; Others can calculate and bite for you, but I just have to be serious.

Seeing the bright red willows in the garden again, maybe I will be skeptical. From looking at each other, you don't get tired of resenting each other, have you really loved, or I and the spring breeze are both passers-by, and you bring autumn water to the galaxy.

Did you pay by mistake? My heart hurts. Maybe this is the case in this life, and the rest of the life! It's better to let the coldness dilute the sympathy in the red dust, and the affection in the sun, moon and galaxy is lingering!

She cried, and cried disappointed.

If it was said that what made her sad at first was that the prince did not think about his dead daughter, then what made her discouraged later was the indifference of not seeing the old man crying.

She finally chose to be quiet, just in time for the sacrifice day of Empress Xiaoxian, so she made a statement to the emperor, wanting to pray for the blessing of the country, clear the ancient Buddha, burn incense with yellow scrolls, and guard the imperial mausoleum. Maybe it's disappointment.

After Yongyan learned of her decision, she was silent, but she thought about it in her heart, why did she leave this king? Won't you take the initiative to come to this king? When you see this king with other women, won't you be jealous and miss you? Why are you gone, the child is gone, and you go with him? There are thousands of thoughts and doubts in my heart, but I have never had the courage to say it, but everyone who takes the first step will not be naked.

Under the eaves in front of the door, only the ice and stone said coldly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, you are haggard." ”

When Chiyo heard Yongyan's concerned greetings, she actually germinated a trace of the idea of staying, but she immediately savored the pain of losing her daughter, but she was also stunned and said a few words, "The concubine should go" There is no smile in her eyes that Nan Nan who bloomed and the moon was full that year. There is only cold oblivion, loneliness like ashes.

Seeing this, Yongyan's eyes were red, he wanted to keep it, but he never said it, the tear in his heart was like a cannon explosion, bit by bit over the years, it was you who was innocent, you were lively and cute, why did it become like this now? "This goes to Yuling, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, and the road is cherished. If you want to come back, come back!"

A warm blood, but also waiting for a handful of cold water" Things to comply, the future is not welcome, and the past is not in love. I'm afraid that the palace will never come back in the future. ”

Seeing this, Yongyan really had an aggrieved thought, grabbed her hand, and suddenly hated her, and said angrily, "Is that how you want to leave?" Even so, you are my Yongyan person, and you are also the side of my palace. He was at a stalemate for a while, but he felt that the heat in his eyes was about to gush out uncontrollably, so he threw away tears and ran in, but his face was already rolling in the Yangtze River, and he said ruthlessly, "Don't live from now on, you go!"

Chiyo looked up, but the figure was gone. She didn't know that the falling flowers were intentional, and the flowing water was affectionate. It's just that the falling flowers are intentionally not falling, and the flowing water has feelings and flows backwards. Slowly walked to the carriage, and then looked at the palace, four years, after all, it was missed, got on the car, the past was unforgettable, and there was only empty regret.

Finally, I couldn't help crying, but maybe I was unwilling and desperate enough.

Finally drifting away in anticipation,