In the main hall, Xiao Yan was impressed by him because of a poem, and he was also called the Son of Heaven.

Although Yeyu doesn't understand these texts, she also thinks that this poem is excellent.

Xiao Yan showed up in the limelight at the banquet, giving the emperor enough face in front of the civil and military officials, so that Concubine Shu was favored again.

Looking at the smiling face that her mother hadn't had for seven years, the young Xiaoyan slowly realized that if she wanted her mother to be happy, she had to please her father.

Yeyu looked at Xiaoyan's soft smiling face, thinking that a good day for their mother and son had come, and couldn't help but be happy for him, but at this time, something happened that Xiaoyan and Yeyu didn't expect!

It turned out that Xiao Yan was in the limelight this time, which attracted the queen's dissatisfaction and jealousy, and made a plan to let the emperor beat Concubine Shu into the cold palace and split his mother and son......

Originally, Concubine Shu was not very favored, but she finally won the favor of the emperor again, and the next moment she was beaten into the cold palace, but she really embodied the word "give a slap to a candy" to the fullest, so that Yeyu couldn't help but scold: "It's just a faint gentleman, Concubine Shu doesn't ask for anything, just ask you to be good to their mother and son, you are good, you will break up other people's mothers and sons without distinguishing between right and wrong, is there a father like you?" ”

Yeyu scolded loudly, but Xiao Shangyan didn't hear a word, which made Yeyu even more angry. Originally, she was still thinking about how to get out, but now she doesn't want to, she just wants to see how ruthless this man will be!

Soon, Concubine Shu was taken into the cold palace, and when she left, Concubine Shu held Xiao Yan's little hand tightly, and said in a choked voice: "Don't cry Yan'er, you will be the one who will be called the king and emperor in the future, don't cry...... You also have to protect your mother......"

In September, the breeze was light, the cold was approaching, it was the coldest time in Nanning, that night, Xiaoyan's small body knelt outside the door of the cold palace all night, did not cry or make trouble, just knelt quietly, and there was no despair and helplessness in his eyes......

And Yeyu was watching from the sidelines, and at this moment, Yeyu began to understand that Xiaoyan's tears were so bitter and so astringent......

In the middle of the night, a light rain suddenly fell in Nanning, and the rain soaked Xiaoyan's clothes, and he didn't realize it, and he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving. Yeyu had to find an umbrella for him to hold, but the rain passed through the umbrella and all fell on Xiaoyan.

Seeing this, Yeyu became even more angry, threw the umbrella, and simply sat down beside him.

Although Yeyu was not drenched in the rain, the cold to the bones was really felt, and even she felt cold to death, let alone a child? Will he be able to stand it?

Yeyu looked at the closed door and sighed: "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, he treats you and your mother like this, how did you greet him with a smile?" ”

Yeyu felt angry for him when she thought of Xiao Yan's gentle smile, this man was so kind.

Yeyu didn't know what distress was, and she only felt that she was gambling on her chest and couldn't breathe......

Sure enough, when the palace maid found Xiao Yan the next day, he already had a high fever and was unconscious.

After Xiao Shangting learned of this, he gave Xiao Yan permission to the queen to support, to put it bluntly, he was to succeed the queen as a son.

Yeyu thought that Xiao Yan would be reluctant to have a deep relationship with her mother, but what she didn't expect was that Xiao Yan obediently became the queen's youngest son after having a serious illness, this realization made Ye Yu a little unacceptable, after all, the murderer behind letting Concubine Shu into the cold palace was the queen......

The scene changed again, and in a blink of an eye, Yeyu came to the time when Xiao Yan was seventeen years old.

At this time, Xiao Yan has grown into a handsome son, he loves white clothes, and combed a man's hair and the bun behind the crown, now he is still in the age of the weak crown, and he did not comb all his hair, but only brought a bun, but it also gave people a sense of maturity and stability, and his face was even more smiling.

At this time, Xiao Yan was riding on a tall black horse, and next to him was also a man in Xuanyi, the two of them looked a little similar between their eyebrows, Ye Yu guessed that this person should be Xiaoyu.

From some people, it turned out that the two brothers had just come back from participating in the civil and martial arts competition, Xiao Yan could fight martial arts, and Xiao Yu lost to Xiao Yan in three battles.

Seeing this, Yeyu suddenly felt that the gentle Xiaoyan was much better than this favored Xiaoyu, Xiaoyan was not only beautiful, but also very good at poetry, I really don't know why Xiao Shangting is so spoiled by a waste?

Xiao Yan's three victories over Xiaoyu soon spread in Nanning, and the queen naturally knew about it, looking at Xiao Yan's talent, the queen was afraid that Xiao Yan would have two thoughts about Xiao Yu's throne, and made another plan to blame Concubine Shu for a disaster, wanting to suppress Xiao Yan, but she didn't know that Xiao Yan just wanted to live with his mother from beginning to end, and he never wanted to ...... the throne

Concubine Shu was put to death, and the holy decree was made by Xiao Shangting himself, after Ye Yu learned about it, he scolded Xiao Shangting vigorously, what was blind to the dog's eyes, what was lost to the heavens, and used all the words that he knew in the mortal world and could scold......

After Xiao Yan learned the news, he went to ask for the so-called father for the first time, the father who had not cared about himself and his mother for fourteen years......

It was also a rainy night, Xiao Yan knelt outside the palace all night, begging his father to return his mother to him, but there was only a sigh in the palace, and after a long time, there was no news.

Yeyu was extremely angry and said, "What do you ask him to do?" He's just a man who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, think about it, did he ever care about your life and death? As he spoke, Yeyu stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Yan, but his hand passed through his body, and he didn't even catch the air.

It's a bad feeling to just be able to watch and not do anything!

The raindrops fell on Xiao Yan's shoulders, on the hem of his clothes, he touched the corner of his eyes, where it was wet, and he didn't know if it was tears or rain......

"Father, are you really so ruthless?"

Xiao Yan shouted in the rain, but Yeyu was stunned, this tone was ...... It's exactly the same as the concubine back then!

Suddenly, the scene in front of her began to shake, Yeyu almost couldn't stand, she knew that this memory realm was about to collapse, but she didn't know what that coal was yet, without coal Jie, when the time came, she and Xiao Yan would never wake up, and they would be trapped in a nightmare forever!

Yeyu sorted out her mind and began to think about all the things she had done since she met Xiaoyan, because the medium is likely to be a sentence, an action, or an object, in short, this medium is likely to be something.

What brought her to Xiao Yan's memory?

At this time, there was another shaking of the mountains, the palace in front of her was no longer there, and soon, she and Xiao Yan would also be swallowed by the darkness!

What exactly is it?

Yeyu was sweating profusely, and a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "It's red." ”

Red??

Yeyu is puzzled, what is red?

Red! What the hell is it, at this moment, Yeyu suddenly remembered something, blood! During the contact between her and Xiao Yan, the most likely medium for the two of them is blood!

Thinking of this, Yeyu didn't dare to delay any longer, closed his eyes and bit his fingers, and suddenly, his ears fell silent for a moment, and there was no sound of the ground shaking the mountains, replaced by a burst of crying......