The peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two branches, the spring river plumbing duck prophet, the jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand hang down the green silk.

At that time, the peach blossom buds bloomed all over the mountain in March, and the pink butterfly wasp smelled the honey and was fragrant.

Great Zhou Dynasty, Chang'an, Jing'an Palace.

In the middle of the night, the Qingshui Palace, which suddenly walked on the water, was completely burned into ruins, and a radius of 100 miles inexplicably became a forbidden area.

Bai Qingxing originally thought that as long as everything about her was left, it meant that they could retain their memories and people. As a result, in the end, it is only those who suffer from self-restraint and self-pity.

The night was deep and dewy, and tonight there were no stars and no moon, and the raindrops on the treetops fell to the ground and fell to the ground and were torn apart. In the evening, the drizzling and disturbing light rain has ended, and the remnants of red have fallen on the bluestone slab surface, forming a picture of rain hitting bananas.

Even if the red lacquer hexagonal rhombic flower that has been closed tightly reflects a silvery white, the window curtain is windless and automatic, and a crape myrtle flower and leaf in the courtyard are wet and scattered to the ground, and the cool night breeze blows. Coupled with the bitter hiccups of children/children crying from time to time in the room, it looks like a ghost.

"Father.... Father's ..... Mother Princess.... Xiaoxiao, who is now a prince, once again sat in a dream and woke up crying.

Large tears fell uncontrollably, sliding over the cheeks that had been completely emaciated to the bone in just a few months, the sharp snow-white chin, and finally hidden into the pale cyan bamboo pattern silver embroidered clothes. The original small face of a bun is now completely thinned into a skull, and a pair of big eyes look out of place and out of place like ornaments inlaid on it. The original close-fitting robe was empty when put on, which was like stealing clothes that did not belong to him.

No one can associate with the prince of the East Palace born in the harem of his biological mother's favor.

Next to them were Xi'er and Qinggu, who were keeping vigil, trying their best to coax the little prince, and there were even no less than twenty kinds of food on the side, most of which were still steaming, hoping to coax the prince to eat a little more.

After all, since the departure of Emperor Lin and the concubine, the crown prince will eat a few more bites in front of His Majesty, and the rest of the time he will vomit whatever he eats, and it would be strange if his body and bones were fine for a long time.

Bai Qingxing heard his son's crying and came from Qingyuan Hall overnight, his hair was scattered at will, and he was wearing a pine green and blue pattern gold crape myrtle coat. Also waking up was Prince Ping, the eldest prince, who, like the crown prince, was thin into a small bamboo pole.

At first glance, people outside the palace who did not know thought that the emperor's abuse would lead to one or two yellow muscles and malnutrition.

Now it is among the willows on the moon, the stars hide in the black sky, walking around with lanterns and the inner palace to wake up a white egret and green dove, fluttering its wings and flying, and falling a gray-white and black crow feather.

"Long live Your Majesty..." As soon as the palace attendants in the hall knelt down, they were waved impatiently by Bai Qingxing to withdraw, looking up and down at his son with an anxious face.

"What's wrong with Xiaoxiao, but you have a nightmare again, or the palace people who are waiting for you have made you unhappy." Since Lin Chaoge left, he also deposed the harem, Bai Qingxing is now a father and a mother, and he is afraid that his son will only suffer any grievances. But it's not blindly doting, but really cultivating people to become the king of a country, and the other sons naturally learn the way of loyalty.

Even if he is pampered, he can't keep an eye on it all the time, not to mention that he will deal with a lot of government affairs tomorrow, and it is even more distressing to see his son who has become like this now, like a knife.

How could she be so cruel, if she hated him to death, her death would just take revenge on him, why was there still a ruthless person who even had to treat her newborn child so cruelly, Bai Qingxing instantly resented Lin Chaoge's ruthlessness and ruthlessness.

"Father, I, Xiaoxiao dreamed of her mother, let's go find her mother." Xiaoxiao didn't care about being embarrassed, naturally how to cry and how happy, even the tears and snot wiped several handfuls of people on her body, and at this moment, the thin body that was shrinking without catty meat was like a little beast that had been in danger and relied on her mother.

Xiaoxiao dreamed that her mother was in a very beautiful place, where there were many peach blossoms and beautiful scenery. Father, can you take me to find my mother, the mother must be waiting for us now. "Xiaoxiao said that the mother concubine has left, and she has always been in an unreal state.

So much so that in recent times, I have always dreamed of my mother, and the mother in my dreams always laughs, and she will smile sweetly at her, so that she will prepare pastries and delicious sweet water for him, and sing a good lullaby to herself. But when he wakes up, he will find that there is nothing, and all this is false, cold and ruthless.

Even his favorite pastries and sugar water are now disgusting in his mouth, and he can't wait to vomit out his stomach acid.

"Xiaoxiao, can you tell your father about where you dreamed of your mother's concubine." It is said that the mother and son are connected, maybe it is possible that they are really not dead, Bai Qingxing felt that his heart was dead and silent for a moment, and it began to beat strongly again, full of the heat of being alive. But soon he was woken up by a cold and biting cold water, the corners of his lips were slightly flattened, and he suddenly rose to reveal ironic loneliness.

The calloused hands caressed the soft green silk tenderly and lovingly, and the half-drooping eyes covered a dark and inexplicable, and the candle flame hidden by the bed curtain was half-bright and half-extinguished.

"Xiaoxiao said, will my father bring my mother back soon?" The drowning child is now holding on to the last straw, waiting for this piece of driftwood to entrust him to shore and breathe fresh air that belongs to life again.

"Hmm." It gently seems to come out of the tip of the nose, full of unreality.

"As long as Xiaoxiao says it, my father will definitely get my mother back, and my father and I also miss our mother." Xiao Yunzhao, whose eyes were red and his little nose was sobbing, tightly held the hand of this younger brother who was only one year younger than him, and in just over a few months, he had completely regarded Xiaoxiao as his lifelong care.

Because Xiaoxiao is the best person in the world for him except for his mother.

And he also misses his mother very much, thinks about it very much, and thinks that he and Xiaoxiao often can't sleep in the middle of the night like his father.

Xiaoxiao said—hiccup—." cried too hard in front, causing me to hiccup, wipe away my tears and smoke my little red nose; "Xiaoxiao dreamed of a very beautiful place, where did she live a lot, many said that she asked Xiaoxiao and her father to find her mother and concubine back." As he spoke, he cried again.

"But Xiaoxiao has always wanted to talk to her mother and wanted to rush over to hug her mother, but as soon as Xiaoxiao passed, her mother disappeared, and Xiaoxiao couldn't hold her mother no matter what."

I'm afraid he hasn't stopped crying, but he just burps a few times from time to time, Bai Qingxing was worried that Xiaoxiao was too stimulated by Lin Chaoge's sudden death, so he didn't care at first, thinking that it was just an ordinary child missing his mother, but as Xiaoxiao's dreams became more and more real, even from the beginning of a small amount of inches, to the entire peach blossom forest behind, and even the last small bridge, flowing water, eaves, white walls, and mahogany were clearly presented in front of him like a picture scroll.

As the dream went on for a long time, the scene in the dream was also perfected step by step, so realistic that it was not like a false dream, but as if it really happened and existed.

had to make Bai Qingxing think deeply, not to mention that the people he sent out never came back, so it was not certain what had happened. There are many strange people and strange people in the world, maybe Xiaoxiao's dream is not related to Lin Chaoge, but it is more like a predestined cause and effect in the dark.

This night, Bai Qingxing's heart was finally quiet, but he had just fallen asleep in a trance, and he had a dream for a long time.

In the dream, it is the ten-mile peach blossom forest that Xiaoxiao said, there are mountains and rivers in the peach blossom forest built according to the valley, and there is a clear stream flowing all the way on the side, and there are pink, tender red, red, pink peach blossom petals floating on the surface of the stream, and the greedy fish will always suddenly drill out of the water and bite off a petal to drill into the water.

The peach blossom stretched out a small white jade pavilion, and there were a lot of gray fluttering little waiting to be fed on the side, as if they were not afraid of people, and when they saw him coming, they just turned their little green eyes, and the bold ones even spread their wings and flew towards him.

In ten steps, go deep into the forest, smell the flowers, and taste the nectar.

Finally, under a peach blossom, I saw a woman who was facing away from her, bending down to pick up the petals under the tree.

Pink skirt and white yarn, full of green silk bundled with a somewhat crooked flying fairy sideburns, obliquely inserted a pair of pink jade butterfly love hairpins, the pale pink tassels hanging on both sides swayed slightly with her movements, and a few pink peach blossom petals fell from time to time above her head, falling lightly and gently on her hair and dress.

It's as beautiful as a painting, and people can't help but breathe a little lighter, for fear of disturbing the flower fairy Luo Goddess in the forest.

He dreamed that she was picking flowers and making wine in a peach blossom forest, but when she suddenly saw him, the smile disappeared instantly, and then with the fear of the naked eye.

even pretended not to know the four of them, father and son, and hurriedly turned away, his eyes worse than looking at strangers.

He even saw two men who had already died, standing on their sides, one on the left and one on the right, staring at him with fierce looks. And Xiaoxiao at his feet hugged his trouser legs, crying and shouting at him.

Say; "That's his mother, and he wants to be with him."

Bai Qingxing's heart sank, and he suddenly woke up, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

It was dim in front of him, there were only two candles lit in the room, and the man's Adam's apple moved slightly, only then did he realize that it was a dream. But the dream was so real, it was as if it were actually unfolding in front of him.

Then in the second half of the night, he couldn't sleep again, the dream lingered in his mind repeatedly, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.