In the first month of my arrival in Jinguo, I was actually under house arrest in another way, although Jinguo did not explicitly stipulate to me, but those soldiers who stood guard and patrolled every day invisibly hindered many of my activities.

During that time, the place I went to the most was a river without a name at the foot of the Mitu Mountain, and the snow was frozen for hundreds of miles, like a piece of beautiful jade, which people could not bear to trample on.

For the country of Jin, which is thousands of miles away, such a snowy scene can be seen everywhere in the Northland, and the reason why I still remember it to this day is not because of how beautiful the scenery is, but because I met a child there.

He was eleven years old at the time, about the same age as my brother Zhao Yan, and when I saw him, there were still snowflakes in the sky, and he was sitting on the snow and tending to his wounds, and he was surprised by his skillful and fast bandaging technique, but what really shocked me was that I saw the same sad expression on his face as Yan'er.

That's only after a long period of political mediation, and finally frustrated people, will appear in the appearance, I have been for my father's treatment of Yan'er harsh and harsh, and complained and dissatisfied, but that is the experience he should accept as a prince, there is nothing to complain about, but who is this child in front of him, what identity does he have, why in this ice and snow, lonely and self-contained?

I looked at his back, and with just one glance, my heart was infinitely sad.

"Whose son are you?"

I approached him and asked softly, trying to show his good temper, but he reacted strongly, looking at me with a wary look and a fierce glint in his eyes, as if the next moment, he would fight with me.

I tried to defuse his hostility towards me with my smile, but to no avail, until I interrogated him about his mother, the light in the boy's eyes softened.

"Why isn't she by your side?"

I asked, however, only to get a response from him shaking his head heavily.

"Look at your outfit, you are also a noble child, who is your father?"

I asked again, but he still didn't answer, kept his head down, and didn't move for a long time.

"I have some herbs there, although the wound on your hand is not deep, but it is better to wash it carefully."

I stretched out my hand to lift him up, but he broke free, and he ran away so fast that he fell heavily into the snow because he did not pay attention to his feet, but he seemed to have no feeling, and immediately got up from the ground again, and I tried to call him, but I did not open my mouth because I did not know his name.

The snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, and I stood there, looking intently in the direction he had left, until the goose feather snow gradually submerged, the blood flower that bloomed where he fell.

The appearance of that child made me feel in my heart that no matter what situation I find myself in, in a corner of this world, there are always people who have similar experiences to me, and no one will be pure loneliness.

One afternoon, not long after this incident, a woman appeared to me, her head hidden in a scarf, her hands on crutches were also calloused, probably because of her age and her eyes, she looked around slowly, and at last, tremblingly towards me and the maids behind her, came up to me and the maids behind her, and asked, "...... you Which is Hanyi? ”

"This palace is, I don't know the old man, what is the reason for looking for this palace?"

She slowly took off her headscarf, revealing a sallow face, and in my stunned gaze, she choked up and said to me, "Old body...... Last name Wei ......"

The knee fell heavily to the ground the moment she finished speaking.

I swear now that I will be the queen mother, and I will not be ashamed to make peace, otherwise, I will not be afraid to use soldiers. Yes, there is this sentence in my father's edict, and Sticky Han also said that if you want Concubine Wei to return to the Song Dynasty, only I will enter the gold, and there should be today's scene, but I looked at the wrinkled and weathered old man in front of me, and I couldn't believe that she was my grandmother - Concubine Wei.

"Grandmother......" tears were in my eyes, I didn't let them fall, my grandmother used her rough hand, stroking my face, but two lines of tears had already been thrown: "The sky has eyes, and the mourning family has a lifetime, and I can still see you...... I've wronged you......"

I shook my head vigorously: "Don't be wronged, my grandson never feels wronged, as long as my grandmother can return to the Great Song Dynasty, my grandson is fine, grandmother...... Father, he misses you very much. ”

"Gou'er......" she muttered, sighing, and slowly helping me up.

"Grandmother is leaving?" I asked.

She nodded and said with a wry smile: "The slave of the dead country, even leaving is so hasty and embarrassed." ”

"This goodbye to my grandmother is goodbye."

"But what is there that needs to be piggybacked on by the mourning family?"

I pointed to the maid behind me, "Take them away." ”

"Princess—"

I don't know if this cry is filled with gratitude or doubt.

"Have you figured it out, do you really want to do it?" Grandmother asked me.

"They stay here, it will only hinder the hands and feet of their grandchildren, their home is away from here, just a line of defense between them, the ups and downs of life are only in my thoughts, while they are in the prime of life, there are a few good people, like this palace, and finally stumble in this northern Hushan."

I don't think I can control my own destiny, but I can make the choice of other people's destiny.

Suddenly remembered a few years ago, that ridiculous marriage, if I had been a wife today, maybe there would not be this marriage, in the end it was my own eyes above the top, always thinking about marrying the best son in the world, the wedding held in the infinite scenery, rare in the world, so in the end, only to allow the marriage to be over, but now it seems that I have received such courtesy, not only rare, I am afraid that it is the world, but also this is the only case, presumably in the Great Song Dynasty, there are many literati writing poems and lyrics, insulting my father and the emperor for being immoral, lamenting that the Great Song Dynasty is hopeless.

The carriage that my grandmother left gradually drifted away, and gradually melted into a line on the horizon, alas, how to solve my worries, only Gonghou, when I was sad, I should always find something to do, so, in the twilight of the sunset, a burst of gonghou strings, from an inconspicuous tent, the sound was intermittent, hoarse and mocking, making the listener manic, and the resentment was higher than the sky.

The reason why I describe my piano sound this way is because at last, Liuyun broke into my tent in a rage, and almost smashed a vase I had placed in the doorway, but she didn't really do it, because when she was about to do so, she found that the vase was actually given to me, which made her take her hand, and instead lovingly wiped the ashes from the vase with her sleeve, and carefully put it back in its place.

"Did you really send them all back to the Great Song Dynasty?"

"yes, I didn't plan to let them stay here, if you want to leave, you can leave." I wiped my bow and replied absentmindedly.

But Liuyun stopped talking for a long time, and when I realized that the atmosphere was not right, I quickly got up from the side of Gong Hou and came to her, she lowered her head, biting her lip tightly, the anger just now was gone, and at this moment tears flowed down her face and flowed silently.

"Flowing clouds...... I'm not...... Actually......"

I didn't expect it, and I was incoherent and didn't know what to do.

"This palace is thinking, they didn't come to Jin voluntarily, instead of letting them mourn and complain all day long and annoy this palace, it is better to clear it up early, this is good, now, you are alone by the side of this palace, if one day, the king of Jin dislikes this palace, you will move over and live with this palace, is this good?"

"Who will serve you?"

"Okay, okay, this palace is here to serve you, when I was in Lin'an before, there were palace rules, and now you can do whatever you want."

I coaxed, like coaxing a child, and at the end of the words, even Liuyun himself laughed.

But in my heart, there was an inexplicable fear and worry, and this feeling of uneasiness lasted until I saw Liduo again.

This time, in his hand, he held my fan that was snatched by Sticky Han, saying that he wanted to return it to its original owner, and apologized to me, compared to the first meeting, my performance was obviously much easier, I didn't ask him about the progress of the peace talks between Song and Jin, and I didn't reach out to pick up the fan he handed over.

I kept my head down quietly, and finally, I finally mustered up the courage to say to him: "Kerong Hanyi, play and sing a song for the prince first?" ”

That was the greatest courage I had mustered since I deposited money, not on the night of the confrontation with Sticky Han, but at the moment when I offered to play for Orido.

Spring tour, apricot blossoms blow all over the head. Who is young and romantic?

The concubine intends to marry and rest for the rest of her life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed.

This song is accompanied by Gong Hou, I chanted and sung it in a low voice, and I listened to it very seriously, until the end of the song was still immersed in it, I looked at his slightly puzzled eyes, and said with a smile: "This song counts the prince, Han Yi has only sung it to two men, can the prince imagine who the first person is?" ”

"I want to hear about it."

"That was a long time ago, and now it sounds like a joke, and it's okay to say it, it doesn't hurt the prince to laugh."

I gently picked up the fan he put on the table, and said: "When Han Yi and Xuan, my father had to choose a dragon son-in-law, and tried a royal examination, that year, the champion was Zhao Ding, the son of the imperial history, Han Yi met him under the arrangement of his father, and he was ashamed to say that he was young and impulsive, and when my father hinted at me with words and asked me what I thought, I sang this song regardless of the identity of the princess during the banquet. ”

"What happened then?"

"Later......" I smiled.

"What happened later really made Zhao Ding famous, so that there are still rumors among the people that I am Hanyi, but I am actually an unsightly and extremely ugly woman, that Zhao Ding, after hearing that my father was going to marry me, he pretended to be crazy and stupid at home the next day."

"There is such a thing, this Zhao Ding, it is really unreasonable."

"My father naturally knew that he deliberately resisted the decree, Long Yan was furious, and felt that my daughter had been humiliated, so he had to behead him all over the house, or I pulled his sleeve and begged for mercy for Zhao Ding's family, so that in the end, only he was imprisoned until he agreed to marry the princess."

Speaking of this, I sighed: "My father is bent on maintaining my face, where do I consider that even if Zhao Ding is really forced to marry me, such a marriage has already changed its nature, and it will definitely not last long, but what I didn't expect is that Zhao Ding, a woodman, would rather die in prison than obey the holy will, which really made Han Yi sad for a long time." ”

I looked at the italics on the fan and whispered: "Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know who will fall in autumn." At that time, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the family was reunited to admire the moon, Zhao Ding's move forced his father, who was over sixty years old, to kneel in front of the door of my Zhaoyang Hall with tears, and knocked his head to the point of bleeding. I couldn't bear it, so I sent this fan to Zhao Ding, wanting to test his mind for the last time, but as expected, it was rejected, but the fan sent back had more of this poem. ”

"Then how was he disposed of in the end?" Zarido asked.

"What else, naturally it was put back, not to mention that I have an ancestral motto that you must not kill the doctor in the court, just say that Zhao Ding, for himself to be in prison, is only lamenting the world, but I have no complaints, how can I let my father kill him, but in the end, he asked for his own decree and left the imperial capital far away, and since then, I have never seen him again."

I raised my head and took a deep breath, although I was telling my own story, but after many years, I have long lost the emotions of the year, but I seem to know that I tell this story as if there is another deep meaning, after I finished speaking, he looked at me seriously and asked, "Princess...... But what do you want to say to this king? But please speak up. ”

"That being the case, Han Yi made it clear." I said.

At the beginning of Han Yi's entry into gold, he had heard a little about the life of the prince, and he had secretly made plans in his heart to get along with the prince, but King Mu Han of Jin once said that before marrying Han Yi, the prince put a woman named Song Yan in his heart for many years, and it is human nature to be deeply affectionate, Han Yi has his own self-knowledge, and he does not dare to get involved in the prince's heart, but today, the reason why he told the prince all about the old things is actually to show the prince that he is honest and marry the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, I don't know if the prince is willing, but Han Yi still hopes, The prince can look at the friendship between the two countries, and take care of Han Yi a lot, and the future will be long, and Han Yi will be taken care of by Prince Lao in this life. ”

"The princess is serious, but the king doesn't know, it turns out that the princess thinks like this in her heart."

I looked at his face, and at first I thought he was frowning slightly and looking solemn, but then he let out a hearty laugh.

"You might as well say to the princess, before marrying the princess, my ministers have convened many meetings to discuss and choose relatives, the minister of the state Sagai thinks that the emperor is young and should not marry the princess, but Hanchen Yuwen is strongly opposed, and finally, it is not easy to reach a consensus, let the person who marries the princess be selected from our ancestors, this king actually has no intention of joining this fun, but Sagai has a lot of prejudice against the Han people, and he said that those who marry the princess must "fall three levels and lose a hundred lands", which makes the previous clans who shouted to marry you, One by one, there was no movement, so I had to pick the soft persimmon of this king and pinch it, but ......"

He stopped talking suddenly.

I looked up in confusion, curious about what he was going to say.

He laughed twice and said to me in a slightly flirtatious tone: "However, although at the beginning, this king still felt that he had suffered the loss of the country's change because of this incident, but after seeing the princess's posture of the country, he felt that he had picked a big bargain, and sooner or later he would be jealous of this king and embrace this beauty." ”

Hearing this, my heart was in turmoil, and the sound of soldiers changing sentry posts came from outside the account, and he said softly: "It's not too early, the princess will rest early, and the king still has military affairs, and he has left." ”

He took two steps forward, and suddenly stopped again: "As for Song Yan, you don't have to care, this king can't forget her, but he will definitely not wronged you, princess." ”