"I don't blame my sister, I don't blame my mother, and I shouldn't blame my father."

These days in the middle of the night, I always remember the days of the argument with the child, as if everything had just happened.

So who is to blame for this cycle of cause and effect?

She hadn't asked at the time, but she had been asking herself so lately.

The child who cried in her arms back then has finally grown up.

The eldest princess Rongchen, who had been awakened from her dream for several days, opened her eyes slightly, staring at the clusters of pomegranate flowers on the curtain.

This pomegranate flower was purchased for her when her father was alive in the past, when Concubine Jiang was in charge of the harem, and later she wanted to let the Jiang family enjoy all the loneliness.

Later, when she stepped on the white bones and stepped on the position above ten thousand people under one person in this empire, Aunt He also cautiously proposed to change this suit, but she did not agree.

It's not that she has to remind herself of the humiliation Jiang gave her in the past, it's just that she is used to it.

Some of the humiliation and pain that they thought were at the beginning, when they got used to it, they didn't feel bitter or painful.

She thought, she is probably really old, otherwise in recent days, how could she always unconsciously remember a lot of past events and old people.

The queen mother who washes her face with tears all day long in Ningyi Palace, the ruthless father in front of Jiaotai Palace, the eldest sister who holds back tears to reassure her in Hua'an Palace, and Uncle Jiuzhang Wang, who was forced by her as a young daughter step by step in this Luoshui Palace······

The one who thinks of it the most is Chang'an.

There is a babbling Chang'an; There was Chang'an, who staggered to speak for the first time, and she called her mother and faced her.

There was a Chang'an who quietly threw off the palace people to serve and climbed up the tree but accidentally fell down, and didn't dare to cry, just for fear of alarming her and being trained.

There is Chang'an who bullied Liu Che but turned to her to complain; There is Chang'an, who cried heartbreakingly and did not want his eldest sister to marry far away.

At that time, she didn't understand that tears can never solve any problems, except for those who care about themselves, no one will give in half a step because of your tears.

Later, she simply understood, but she forced her to understand step by step.

As she wished, Chang'an finally lived up to her promise to Uncle Wang and grew up safely.

As she wished, Uncle Wang, who had made great achievements in the war, helped his brother ascend the throne.

As she wished, no one in the harem dared to threaten her for half a point.

Obviously, everything in the world has been as she wishes, but she has always felt that these 25 years have been like a big dream, and she is extremely tired.

She will never forget that day when the child said, "Sister treats me like a mother", "I have never been under the knees of my parents since I was a child, and I am already ashamed".

What else did you say?

Oh, by the way, the kid said.

"If you die and return to the south, Chang'an Xie Huangjie will be fulfilled."

Rong Chen hadn't felt like that in many years.

Just one sentence can make her feel like a sword piercing her heart.

It's like the wind in the land of Yanbei, blowing recklessly towards the wound.

At that time, she was obviously sitting in Luoshui Palace, but her ears were full of the sound of the wind in the north, just like the cold and piercing bones she felt when she stepped into the north alone when she was a teenager.

She called her the imperial sister, she asked her to fulfill it, she begged her to fulfill it, and she went to die!

It was clearly the child she brought up, from a child to a girl, from nowhere to in power, they came over so intimately, and they have been with each other for more than ten years.

Even when she led her troops out of the Saiwai, she took her with her, she had never left her for so long, and they were almost never separated.

Even if the original intention starts with calculation, but in the end, it has been paid sincerely unconsciously.

Yuxue's cute little glutinous rice dumplings, this cannibalistic palace is the only place for her to have warmth, it is not an exaggeration to say that people love her, the world says that people's hearts are long, and she Mu Qingluo is just a mortal in the flesh, how can it be an exception?

She even once thought that for the rest of her life, even if there were thousands of cliffs behind her and the road ahead was long and unknown, she would be accompanied by this child, and she would live this life, and it would not be lonely so far.

But at that moment that day, Mu Qingluo clearly felt as if he had never seen that child.

It was so strange, so strange that it made her confused, and it made her feel like she was at the bottom of the Tianshan Mountain at the top of Kunlun, and she was a little scared.

Recently, she sings every night, it is daytime, and this Luoshui Palace is always endless, she is not a person who likes to be lively.

But in the past two years, she has always wanted to be more lively, and it would be nice to be more lively, it seems that as long as this is the case, she can forget that day.

It was a child who taught her to paint red with her own hands, taught her military strategy, and taught her the Four Books and Five Classics.

More than thirteen years old, my family has a female first-time adult.

Over the years, this child has grown older and more beautiful, and she is not proud.

The Great Yi Chang'an, the most noble daughter of the Empire, was her child, even if she did not crawl out of her belly.

She will find the best man in the world for her to marry, and she will urge the Ministry of Rites to build a princess mansion for her that envies the women of the world.

What the eldest sister didn't get, what she didn't get, Chang'an has to have everything, even if she robs it, she will rob it for her.

Rong Chen has always thought like this, and it has never changed.

In the past, when the war in the north was tight, under the stalemate between the two sides, she had no choice, so she hugged Chang'an and lay on the Bujia grassland outside Yanbei City, looking at the sky.

Chang'an doesn't look like her at all, she is more and more like her biological mother, a pair of eyes seem to hide a thousand words, but not like her mother's soft charm.

As she grew up, her temperament became more and more cold, and the eighth brother always said that she was not as cute as when she was a child, and she didn't disagree with it in her heart.

At that time, the emperor said with a smile that this was the mind of the mother of the world.

When I was a child, I always hoped that when my child was good at getting into trouble, she would suddenly grow up and be sensible.

When the child really grew up and wanted her to babble again, she was noncommittal at the time.

Now that I think about it, it's actually in one sentence.

Later, it was Aunt He who somehow saw her thoughts.

She said, "Your Highness grew up next to the princess, and this temperament is really like a princess. ”

A word woke up the dreamer, and she was comfortable.

Indeed, Chang'an's temperament looks like her to anyone, desperate and resolute, almost wild paranoia, and fearless of life and death.

Mu Qingluo was lying on the stepping bed, refreshing in the morning, but there was already a thin sweat on her forehead, but she didn't have a trace of stickiness.

She has been wondering why Chang'an didn't even ask her in person from beginning to end.

It is true that she desperately wanted this child to ask her, but she didn't, never did.

She was as light as usual, and when she said what she had to say, she straightened her back and walked out of Luoshui step by step.

Until she could no longer see her, nor did she pause, nor did she look back, she was determined.

It's like the imperial daughter Rong Chen when she was young.

At that moment, she felt very clearly that she was really old.

Rong Chen took a deep breath and suppressed the astringency at the corners of his eyes, but in vain, he turned sideways slightly and half-closed his eyes.

This child, whom she brought up single-handedly, just like this, bravely faced her future with the unique fearlessness of young people and the innate pride of Emperor Dayi.

Just like she was back then.

She should be proud, for this child who has inherited all the will and pride of the imperial Rongchen, even if it is a vicissitude, this cannot be changed.

She walked this way in this world, and she always left something behind, Rong Chen thought.

After a long time, when Rong Chen was about to fall asleep in a daze, she was suddenly awakened by a noise outside, she was impatient, and was about to scold and ask for the crime, but it was Aunt He who hurriedly stepped forward and spoke.

"Princess, go back to Nanjiu, Your Royal Highness has set off for Beijing on the nineteenth."

When I heard the urgency, my heart fell.

Nineteen, counting the footsteps, I will be back in about five or six days.

Rong Chen didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he simply got up and called people to make up.

"What should be added in Weiyang Palace, you go and palm your eyes in person."

Weiyang Palace, is the name of the palace given by the emperor to the lord of Chang'an, take the meaning of Changle Weiyang, the word Weiyang, is also the fourth son of the emperor of the year, the current Dynasty of the Holy Emperor handwriting.

Aunt He laughed in response, "The slave will go to Weiyang to guard later, don't worry." ”

Rong Chen looked at the three thousand green silk in the mirror, and his heart moved, "Chang'an is about to make a ceremony."

According to the rules of Dayi, if the mourning period meets a woman and a man, a man and a crown, it is necessary to mourn filial piety for two years in advance, so as to uphold the filial piety of the country.

"Yes, when the time comes, the ladies in this Shengjing City are afraid that they will want to break the threshold of our Luoshui Palace."

Aunt He picked up the nice words and said, Rong Chen listened, but suddenly remembered an incident when Chang'an was young, and her eyebrows condensed slightly, "Is there a difference in the recent excerpts of Huinan?" ”

Aunt He saw that her expression was not very relaxed, and said softly, "The slave maid went to call Grandpa Xu."

Rong Chen got up and went to the Dongnuan Pavilion, which was where she usually held meetings.

"The servant greets you."

"Get up and talk back."

Aunt He sent the palace people out of the first room and left her alone to serve.

Rong Chen stared at the picture of the lady on the wall for a long time, and finally spoke, "Recently, go back to Nan Ke'an?" ”

"The Huinan Transmission Newspaper is always delivered to the capital on time and has never been delayed." Xu Wan, the chief eunuch of Luoshui Palace, bowed and replied.

People are already on the way, but she has an intuition in her heart, always feeling that something is wrong.

Out of the corner of Xu Wan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the master in front of him without saying a word, and suddenly remembered what he heard by chance, "Princess Qiyu, the slave heard the news a few days ago that Rong Shizi left Beijing and went back to the south. ”

"How many days ago?" Rong Chen repeated, "Xu Wan, when will it start, how many days will the news from Luoshui Palace wait?" ”

Xu Wan was shocked for a while, and knelt on the ground, knowing that this master could no longer remember what Her Royal Highness Chang'an had said on the day she left.

Aunt He looked at her nose and nose, and stood aside without saying a word.

"If there is no major incident when you return to South China in the future, you don't need to report everything"

"Whoa"

In the old days, all the palaces should be closed.

In the past, Rong Chen naturally remembered what he had personally commanded.

But at that time, it was just negative words that couldn't suppress the anger in the heart when the emotions were intense, and this group of minions really dared to be so careless.

The master is not wrong, but it is the slave's fault, Xu Wan knows this well, so he knelt down and pleaded guilty without saying a word, and did not argue at all.

Rong Chen's face was unwavering, but his domineering power had decreased a lot, and Xu Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are the Rong family going back to the south for?"

This is the meaning of not being investigated, Xu Wan, who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, cautiously replied, "The day before Rong Shizi left Beijing, he was ordered to enter the palace."

Rong Chen's expression was indistinguishable for a while, and Xu Wan lowered his body more and more.

He served the eldest princess Rongchen in this Luoshui Palace for fifteen years, and witnessed this eldest princess of the Great Yi Emperor from the princess who was held hostage by the palace concubine during the Tiande period to the eldest princess Rongchen who no one dared to offend during the Ruihe period.

Strategy, means, all are indispensable, he has experienced it together, and it is very clear that the eldest princess Rongchen is in a very bad mood at this time.

"That's it, Chang'an is almost here."

Rong Chen got up and left his seat and stepped down the jade steps, "Since it is the will of His Majesty, it is a political matter, and this palace will not be idle." ”

Although the words were said lightly, Rong Chen didn't know if he was a little tired for a while, and his face was a little tired.

"The girl of the Rong family has also reached the age of discussing marriage."

Aunt He should claim that it is, "If you go back to the princess, Lord Rong was only born ten months later than His Royal Highness, and it is also a coincidence." ”

"Alright, go down and get the medicine."

Xu was kneeling for a long time, and Xu Wan, who was lying on the ground at this time, suddenly heard the master's words and was a little inexplicably moved......

Naturally, the impression is only temporary.

Before he could salute and leave, he said, "If you can't do your errand, change your ability as soon as possible." ”

Xu Wan didn't think that the master in front of him was scaring himself, and said busily, "The slave knows his mistake."

Rong Chen relieved himself at this time, Ben also knew what was going on, but he was no longer embarrassed for him, and waved his hand to signal him to retreat.

When the room was quiet again, Rong Chen paced to the window and got on the couch.

Aunt He knew that this was waiting for her to continue, so she continued, "Rong Wangfu is such a princess, the princess and princess are all very precious, and the palace has already released rumors, saying that the county lord's marriage is not in a hurry. ”

"Not in a hurry?" Rong Chen bent his knees in front of the case on the couch and looked very seriously at the two completely different pages of paper on the case.

One is the long water paper used by the noble sons and daughters of the wealthy mansions in Shengjing City, and the other is the rice paper used most by ordinary folk readers.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all blank sheets of paper.

Aunt He was always suspicious, and the princess looked at it so carefully, maybe she could really show her a flower.

Aunt He couldn't figure out what her princess meant for a while, and her identity was no better than others, so she spoke directly, "The princess is concerned about it."

She sighed slightly, "You should believe Your Royal Highness, the old slave looks at this girl in the capital, there is no one smarter than our Little Highness." ”

Rong Chen raised his eyes and chuckled, "My own family, it's always good to look at it." ”

Rong Chen raised his pen and drew a stroke on each of the two pieces of paper and said, "Whatever is in the Weiyang Palace, my aunt is more attentive, and most of the heart of the palace will be put down, especially eating, don't be careless." ”

Aunt He replied softly, "Don't worry."

It was she who neglected to oversee back then, and now how can she repeat the same mistakes.

Putting down the pen, Rong Chen got up, and felt a little dizzy when she was cold, Aunt He hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, and exclaimed, "Princess? ”

Before she could continue, Rong Chen raised her hand, and she was silent, "It's okay." ”

Aunt He knew in her heart that she was holding on, but she couldn't, with such a stubborn temperament, since she said that it was okay, it would be okay.

Helping her lie down on the warm couch, Rong Chen half-closed her eyes, and Aunt He also withdrew.

The room was silent, and the needle drop could be heard, but Rong Chen felt at ease.