"Ahem, cough, cough" A heavy coughing sound came out of his throat, the expression on the old man's face was distorted, and his lips had already lost their color.

"Yu'er." Little by little, he squeezed out these two words from his mouth, as if he had exhausted the strength of his whole body.

There was endless sadness in this old man's body, his pale brows were twisted at the moment, and tears overflowed from his already cloudy eyes.

Tears rolled down his knife-like face, and his eyes turned red. If you look at him from behind, he is lying on a bamboo chair, his whole body is weak and paralyzed, and his body is full of loneliness and powerlessness.

Words overflowed from his mouth in a low voice, but he couldn't hear them clearly. He just muttered alone, and gradually fell asleep, his mind drifting back to a long time ago.

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Outside the Nangong Mansion, a bare hand gently knocked on the heavy door.

"Knock... Knock Knock · Knock knock. "I was hurrying and hurrying, but no one came to open the door.

The tips of the woman's eyebrows trembled slightly, a few drops of dew stained the eyelashes, the long eyelashes were lightly fanned, but the shadows under the eyes were unavoidable, which showed that the woman was extremely tired.

Her back is thin, and her previously straight back is now a little rickety, as if she has been pressed so much, and the whole person is out of breath.

She held a little boy of five or six years old in her hands, the boy's face was tired, a pair of eyes that were originally smart were about to narrow into a line at this moment, the small mouth yawned from time to time, and the eyes were dyed a circle of red because of this, and tears came out of the eyes uncontrollably.

She crouched down in front of the little boy's eyes, wiping away the tears from his sleepiness with her bare hands, and tried to pull a smile at the corner of her mouth, but it was extremely ugly.

Her gentle voice tapped on the boy's heart little by little, but it was more of an encouragement to herself, "Ah Jing, let's wait, they shouldn't have heard!" ”

Although the boy didn't understand the reason for the woman's long journey, he knew her fatigue, and he didn't bother her, but just replied obediently: "Mother, let's wait together!" ”

She took the boy into her arms, as if trying to convey the warmth of her whole body to him. They were extremely thinly dressed, an adult could still endure the cold, and the little boy had never suffered, and his body trembled slightly, and he was a little closer to the woman.

The sun gradually peeked out, the sky was no longer foggy, and the woman nestled by the gate with the little boy in her arms, and the two of them hugged each other and slept together. The woman's eyebrows were frowned, and she couldn't be relieved in her sleep, but her expression became more and more ugly.

The little boy in his arms slept very sweetly, and in his dream, he was still happily eating dates, and the corners of his mouth were flushed.

His face was damp and hot, causing him to frown frequently, making him look extremely uncomfortable. His little hand subconsciously went to the corner of his mouth, and the warmth in his hand was not as warm as the warmth on his face, and it burned him.

The little boy muttered in a low voice, and finally brought some crying, "Mother, Ah Jingleng!" ”

He sobbed quietly as if someone had robbed him of something delicious, and his eyes dripped like pearls with broken threads, burning a woman's heart.

The woman slowly woke up, whispering sobs and murmurs in her ears, feeling the temperature in her arms rise little by little, and a heart was about to jump out of her throat.

There was obvious worry in her eyes, and gradually she blamed herself. She approached him and touched his forehead with her own, and the heat made her extremely uncomfortable.

The cold air around her, and the extremely warm and even unbearable heat in her arms were coming towards her in waves.

She clasped the boy in her arms and moved her feet, and then slowly got up, her feet weak and her head drowsy.

Accidentally, she almost walked forward, but her spirit suddenly lifted up. One of her hearts was still beating rhythmically, and she had to take small steps to the door.

With difficulty, she held the man in her arms with one hand, and caressed the door with one hand. Before she could knock, the door slowly opened.

Before she could retract the smile on her face, she didn't have time to step inside when she saw a complicated look on the little girl's face.

I saw that he was at a loss, and the gate was fixed at this moment, no longer moving a minute.

His mind turned a thousand times, but it was difficult to do, so he had to greet her respectfully first, "Miss." ”

She didn't notice anything wrong, she just thought he was too surprised, and she only remembered her son, "Quick, let me in!" ”

"This ······" The little girl remembered the order given from above, and didn't know what to do for a while, so she had to bow to her and say, "Miss, wait a minute, I'll go and report!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed the door completely, and went to one place in the house as soon as he smoked.

"Mother, mother, I'm cold. Ah Jing is so cold! ”

Nangong Yue was stunned in place, and her brain even stopped thinking. When he heard the murmur of his son in his arms, he had to turn his mind and comfort him: "Mother hugs Ah Jing tightly, and Ah Jing won't be cold when she waits!" ”

She hugged the person in her arms with both hands, and she just wished that she could rub him into her arms.

After a while, the door was opened with a thin crack, and the little guy only showed one eye through the crack in the door, and called softly to Nangong Yue: "Miss, go back!" ”

Nangong Yue saw the crack in the gate, and her steps moved forward a few points, but when she heard these harsh words, her heart sank to the bottom.

Even her family doesn't believe her? This is her home, where else can she go?

"Daddy, brother, let Yue'er in!" She knocked weakly on the door, but the door did not move, but there was no sound in the door.

She turned sideways and knelt down towards the door, still holding her child tightly in her arms.

She kowtowed her head for a while, and her forehead turned red instantly, but she didn't care, and tears dripped down her cheeks, but she never gave up.

Suddenly, it began to snow, and snowflakes flew, falling to her hairline. Crystalline snowflakes began to render the whole land, quietly dyeing the treetops white, and dyeing the women's heads white.

A few snowflakes fell into her eyes, she pulled out a self-deprecating smile, and her voice carried a little coldness, "Even God believes that I am wronged, you, how can you not believe me?" ”

In June of this year, snowflakes covered the entire continent, and the earth was covered with a layer of silver.

The process of snow is beautiful, and the snowflakes rotate lightly and dance freely, drawing a beautiful arc.

The cold after the snow is terrifying, and everywhere is white, immersed in the world of snow. But as soon as a cold wind blows, those who are homeless will naturally suffer from a biting chill.

If you wait for a warm sun and the ice and snow melt, the chill of melting snow is no less than that of the cold wind.

"Yue'er, come with me!" A strong voice sounded behind her, and she felt something familiar.

She turned to look, and vaguely saw a man, and she called him softly: "Brother Zhen? ”

"Hmm."

She fainted after saying a word, and he took advantage of the situation to embrace her and protect the son in her arms.

He supported the woman with one hand and Shen Jing with the other, and walked towards the carriage behind him.

Behind the door, two eyes watched them leave.

After a long time, the man's eyes were sour, and his words were a little choked, "Father, why don't you let Yue'er in?" She ······ She's my own sister, your daughter! ”

The man's eyes were filled with endless sadness, his fists clenched in his hands, he endured his emotions, turned around and walked forward, leaving only a few words, "Where do you want to put Ya'er?" Where do you want to put the entire Nangong family? ”

The man shook his head and sighed wordlessly, "Ya'er is the queen, but how can she forgive us if you are like this?" Yue'er, what should she do? ”

Since ancient times, queens have been mainly virtuous. If her mother's family smeared a stain on her, the official would make a request. After all, her mother's family had educated her in the past, and the queen was so popular that many people were jealous. One is inappropriate, but I am afraid that I will have to abdicate and make way for Xian.

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The old man woke up suddenly, his tired eyes were red, and at this moment he was like a child, muttering something in his mouth, so that people couldn't hear what he was saying, "Yue'er, are you punishing me?" ”

As soon as Shen Jing stepped into the door, he saw the old man's decadent figure, babbling like a child, and his mouth was choked.

He unconsciously made waves in his heart, but he felt a little more pity, and it was also because blood was dissolved in water, and one of his hearts was entangled.

In the past, there was Nangong Yu next to the old man, but now he has nothing, only alone, just like him, and there is no family member by his side.

Ever since he had seen him in the mourning hall, he had wondered why their family had not allowed them to enter the mansion. Even after they were taken away by Bai Zhen, they declared that they did not have Nangong Yue's daughter.

He heard the word "Yue'er" in his mouth sharply, and he also understood a little bit of the situation in combination with the situation at that time.

He was in a mixed mood for a while, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad, his mother's persistent family distrust actually did not exist, and some were just a compromise.

He stood behind him for a long time before taking the first step towards him.

"Are you alright?" He forced out such a sentence for a long time, but the words were full of concern.

"Ah Jing?" His eyes were so wide that he couldn't see the person in front of him. In his blur, he seemed to have cleared the layers of fog, and finally saw the person in front of him a little bit.

Shen Jing half-squatted in front of the old man, he seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes at this moment, shaking his eyes painfully.

But he smiled at him and nodded, "Well, I am." ”

"Yu'er, he's gone!"

Like a child, he spoke of his sorrow in front of those close to him.

"From now on, I only have you!"

"Well, I only have you!"

There was no need to explain between the two of them, but the knot in their hearts was opened.

At the same time, in a courtyard, pear blossoms are flying freely, so beautiful that they are like a pair of people under the tree that year.

"Ah Yan, do you think Brother Yu is okay now?"

Jun Ziyue was like an ignorant girl, telling He Yan what was on her mind.

"Well, if you're happy, he'll be even happier!"

"I want to see him, I want to marry him!"

A pear blossom as far as the eye can see, in a trance, a red corner of clothes flutters in the wind.

"Yue'er, I'll marry you at this time next year, okay?" The man's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Okay." The woman in red smiled shyly, her hands cramped and restless, and her feet didn't know where to go.

Petals are scattered everywhere, and butterflies flutter around the petals, grasping their own happiness.

The faint fragrance of flowers, the white love, the white pear blossoms of a tree compete for beauty, and finally the fragrance of flowers in the yard.