Birthday? Murong Jin was stunned for a while, it seemed that he hadn't had a birthday for a long time.

In the past, when he was born, his mother always got up early in the morning to tie his hair and cut his clothes, and then spent the morning making a carp lamp painted with gold and red silk, first instructed him to eat less during the banquet, and then returned to Qiwu Palace after the banquet, and the palace had his favorite dishes and preserved fruits that had been prepared. The carp lantern would be lit and hung high under the eaves, and that night, even my father would come. In this way, the three of them sat together, watching the fireworks falling like fire outside and the sky reddened by the fireworks, and listened to the bells of the New Year and the Old Year ringing once, twice, three times......

So in the past, I always remembered my birthday and couldn't remember Chinese New Year's Eve. Now, they have forgotten both. Born early and late, I was born on this Chinese New Year's Eve. It should have been a happy event, but now, with thousands of smiles, who still remembers the birthday of this abandoned man?

Dong Xian saw that Murong Jin was a little distracted, so he called lightly: "Your Highness? ”

Murong Jin came back to his senses and said, "Has the snow stopped outside?" I want to go out for a walk. ”

Dongxian opened a crack in the window and looked out, "The snow hasn't stopped yet, but it's just a little smaller." ”

"Then let's wait."

As a result, the snow did not stop falling until the evening, but it became heavier and heavier.

Murong Jin sighed helplessly, and said to himself, "That's it, let's see it tomorrow." ”

The snow didn't stop until midnight, because it was then that Murong Jin was able to fall asleep. Ever since the cold, winter has been difficult, especially snowy nights.

On the second day, the sky was still not very clear, Murong Jin took advantage of the fact that it had not snowed yet, and ordered someone to get a silver-white robe embroidered with gold and grass trim, and called Gong E to tie her hair, and then he went out of the Fuyue Palace with a few palace attendants.

The road from Fuyue Palace to Qiwu Palace has been walked thousands of times, but now it is a little unfamiliar. Since the death of the Queen, there have not been many people on this road. The road is still the same way, but the person is no longer the same person. On that pure land of the soul, there is already a ruin.

It's been three years, I don't know if the jade plum tree in the courtyard is still open, whether the wild grass has grown to half a person's height, whether the gauze tent hanging in the backyard pavilion has been blown out of color, and whether the vermilion lacquer palace gate will make an ugly sound of "squeaking gege" because of disrepair...... Thinking of this, Murong Jin couldn't help but speed up his pace.

After about half a tea time, I walked to Qiwu Palace.

High palace walls, strict palace gates.

Murong Jin had a ridiculous idea at this time, he hoped that this wall, this door, could keep everything outside, no matter how turbulent and changing outside, everything had nothing to do with it.

As soon as he opened the door, he could rush to unscrupulously plunge into his mother's gentle arms, his mother rubbed his fetal hair dotingly, the beads swayed and sultry eyes, hazy and bright, and his mother whispered softly like a soft breeze, asking him if he had listened to the teacher.

Suddenly, someone from the palace opened the door, and the dull sound was dragged out in the wind. Murong Jin was stunned for a long time before moving his steps stiffly, and the person behind him was about to follow, when Murong Jin reprimanded: "Stand down." The men retreated silently to the door and waited.

The palace should be cleaned often, and everything is still the same as before, and it seems that it has never changed. These three long years are like a dream, waking up from the dream, it is still the same. In addition to this dustless scene in Murong Jin's eyes, there were also some unreal figures floating.

Unexpectedly, he lost his mind and called softly, "Mother-".

After a long time, he didn't hear a sound, and he was the only one left in the huge palace, and then Murong Jin realized his gaffe, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Walking into the dormitory, it seems that there is still the fragrance of plums, and the posture of the country seems to have never left. Murong Jin saw a few plum blossoms that he had inserted in the jade vase three years ago, the plum branches were still there, the painting soul was gone, and they were dry and brown leaning on the vase as if they were about to break with the wind. Before I knew it, burning tears had slipped from the corners of my eyes.

After all, yes, it no longer exists.

Although the scenery is still the same, although the furnishings remain the same, if you are gone, you will never come back. No matter how much you deceive yourself, the feeling of cone still makes you unable to breathe. Those dreamy shadows are still shattered at the moment when they touch their fingers. Stepping on it, blood flowed all over the ground, and the cold entered the heart.

Murong Jin looked at the spotless dressing table, and said with a slight chok: "Mother, my son is ten years old today. ”

There are a variety of ornaments on the dressing table, as well as several delicate wooden boxes. Murong Jin picked up one of them, a slightly elongated square box made of jujube wood with a phoenix pattern carved on it, and inside it was his mother's favorite pearl hairpin.

The box is locked, and the lock is not an ordinary copper lock, but a complex pattern made of mastery to entangle the children. When Murong Jin first played with this box, he couldn't open it for a long time, and his mother came over and made a silent gesture, and then said softly: "This is the queen mother's favorite crested hairpin, which was given to the queen mother by your uncle, and only the queen mother can open it." ”

"Then Ah Jin is no longer playing."

The beautiful woman smiled: "In the future, only mother and Ah Jin can open it, and Ah Jin is not allowed to tell others, including your father." ”

Murong Jin nodded, and then watched her mother's slender fingers play with the bronze pattern, going left and right, and the box opened. The crested hairpin inside is really good-looking, like a real phoenix fixed on it.

"Ahh Murong Jin opened the wooden box according to his memory, but it was not the crested hairpin from the past, but a piece of paper and a jade pendant.

Carefully opened the letterhead, the handwriting on it was beautiful at first, but it became more and more messy at the back, and there were some mottled water marks, as if from tears or spilled tea. Murong Jin could still recognize that this was his mother's handwriting.

Murong Jin glanced at ten lines, and saw that the letter read:

I love Zijin. My kingdom is broken, and I will perish. If I survive in the world, I have no shame to face the heroic soul of my country, so I will go first. Don't be sad, don't complain. This road is long, there will be dangers, we must be self-reliant, not self-indulgent.

In addition, I have a disease in the royal family, which has been passed down from generation to generation. This disease is called loss of heart, before the onset of the symptoms there will be palpitations, sharp pain in the fingers, when the symptoms are like loss of heart and dementia, people are unconscious, what they do is not under their control, and there is no symptom after waking up memory. You had this disease when you were five years old, and this disease occurs frequently with old age, and it can only be suppressed by calming your mind.

There is a dark compartment behind the dressing table, in which the wooden box communicates with this box, and there is a medicine, called Zhuo Lake, which can temporarily relieve the disease of losing heart.

The jade pendant is a precious thing for the mother, and seeing this jade pendant is like seeing me.

I wish my son, peace and happiness.

......

Peacefulness... Changle...

I hope so.

Murong Jinxin took out the medicine bottle behind the dressing table, returned the two wooden boxes to their original places, and hid the three things in the sleeve and inner pocket. After pacing in the garden for a few weeks with mixed feelings, he returned to the Floating Moon Palace at the estimated hour.

After returning to the palace, I felt dizzy for a while, and took a nap on the desk for a while, so I ordered someone to prepare hot soup, bathe and change clothes, and burn incense and wear rings. After the rectification was done, he came to the chariot and went to Tonghua Palace for a banquet.