By the ferry, in the painting boat.

Xiao Mochen was caught in a nightmare, his handsome brows were in a ball, his forehead was covered with fine beads, his ruddy lips were very white at the moment, his handsome facial features were also twisted by pain, his head was swinging from side to side in pain, his body trembled slightly, his hands were clenched into fists, and he struggled.

"Mother!"

An angry roar woke Xiao Mochen from his nightmare, and he breathed in the air heavily, his painful expression undiminished.

Suddenly, a man in a black overshirt rushed in.

"Master, you're having nightmares again." The man tried to help him, but he stopped him.

"Xiaobei, help me get some hot water."

"Yes." Xiaobei retreated.

"Wait, take those clothes from the hanger and throw them away."

Xiaobei looked at Xiao Mochen, whose face was pale, but the hatred in his eyes was resolutely bright, he felt distressed for a while, took away his clothes, and when he was about to exit the door, he looked back at it uneasily, and said to himself, "It would be nice if Linlang was here, she would take care of you the most." ”

Xiao Mochen smiled bitterly, covering his pale face with his hands, the coming day will be long, the coming day will be long.

Since Emperor Xuan ascended the throne, the war between Southern Chu and Northern Yi continued, when today's son was violent, he was eager to expand the territory of Southern Chu at the beginning of his reign, and constantly provoked wars to the north, without any scruples about the people in the border cities. The greed of the incumbent has never been cured, and the smoke of gunpowder is full of the suffering of all beings.

Li Yu was ordered to go to the border city to supervise the war in the early years, and when he came back, he was followed by a little girl, which he bought in the slave farm in the border city, without a father or mother and without a name, because when she arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, the golden chrysanthemum was thick, and the autumn was high and refreshing, so she was named Xiaoqiu.

Xiaoqiu is two years old and leaves the song, but due to malnutrition, he is shorter than the song. But later, in the past ten years in Xiangfu, Liyu did not skimp on all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and finally raised Xiaoqiu to be white and fat, even more watery and squeamish than the genuine Miss Xiangfu of Lige.

I always thought that my brother was different from Xiaoqiu, but how could he have that kind of ridiculous idea? I don't care, next time this kind of thing happens, let Xiaoqiu run first, Xiaoqiu is so good, I don't want her to suffer for me. Bad brother, if you don't favor your woman, let me spoil you.

Lige puffed his mouth, kicked the quilt and turned over, no sleepiness, his eyes were as bright as a rabbit, he continued to flip, turned over several times, and almost didn't turn under the bed.

It may be that I have experienced too much at night, first I got into trouble with the ruffians, then I met Xiao Mochen, and then I talked about Yu in a daze, and how to escape from the house tomorrow to go to the appointment? This incident made it difficult to sleep when I turned over from the song.

"Xiao Wan, have you slept? It's my brother. Liyu's voice sounded softly in the doorway.

"Not yet, not yet." A carp sat up straight, his expression as if he had eaten something, and his little face wrinkled.

My brother didn't teach me a lesson just now, is he going to count me behind closed doors now? Sending someone to watch me? Don't, I still have a date with Xiao Gongzi tomorrow.

When Liyu was twenty years old, Lige felt that he was like a forty-year-old aunt, verbose and long-winded; When Liyu was twenty-five years old, Lige felt that he was like a sixty-year-old woman, old and chattering.

Hey, my brother is like this, the blessings and misfortunes are unknown, and he immediately straightens up and lies down, ready to listen to a hundred days of prayer at any time.

The door squeaked, Li Yu was wearing a black cloak, holding an object in his hand, the room was dark, and Li Ge couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

After Li Yu gently covered the door, he went straight to the side of the bed and sat down, lifted the corner of the quilt, dug out the feet that Li Ge hid in the quilt and gently put them on his legs. He didn't look at her, he just did his own thing.

Suddenly, a warm current surged up from the soles of her feet, and the warmth wandered in every corner of her body, piercing her heart. Although the cold winter has passed, there is only a trace of cold left, and Lige's hands and feet will still be very cold at night, as if they are soaked in water. Her mother said that people who are born with cold hands and feet are blessed people, and they should be cared for.

Fu Bo. This sentence is like a thorn inserted in Lige's heart, and this discomfort is ten years.

"This is Tang Pozi, my brother found it for my sister when he went on the emperor's southern tour a few years ago, and it couldn't be better to pour hot water on my sister to warm her feet."

In the dim light, Li Ge looked at Li Yu's gentle chin, and the appearance of him bowing his head to warm her feet carefully, and couldn't help but feel a sour eye, when his mother was there before, it was like this, and it was not cold at all in the winter nights at that time.

"The day before yesterday, the emperor urgently summoned his brother into the palace, and when he was still on the palace road, his brother thought that the war in the north was tight, and the emperor couldn't cope with it, but when he arrived in the palace, he found that it was not political affairs that made the emperor anxious, but that the white fox he hunted in Dongshan a few years ago had an accident. The white fox didn't eat or drink, he was dying, he was just hanging for a breath, and the corners of the emperor's mouth were blistering in a hurry. ”

Listening to the song, he puffed out his cheeks, what does the emperor eat, what is he doing, he just cares about eating, drinking and having fun, and throwing all the government affairs to his brother, and now even a little pet is going to die to find his brother, why not take his brother into his crowded three palaces and six courtyards, day and night by his side, and solve all kinds of problems for him at any time.

"Later, my brother solved the matter in two or three sentences."

"Hey, what did my brother say?" Lige's eyes widened curiously.

"My brother told the emperor that everything in this world has its own belonging, and this is the destiny of heaven. Like the bed you're lying on now, this boxy house is where it belongs, and it can't be an open wilderness or a noisy street. The forest is the belonging of the white fox, if it is cut off from the forest, even if it is given a gorgeous golden silk cage, no matter how much delicacies from the mountains and seas, it will not live long. At first, the emperor was very reluctant, but when he saw the white fox jumping towards the forest, he was relieved. ”

Liyu stopped suddenly, looking deeply at the girl who was quietly and obediently nesting in the quilt and listening to him carefully, he pressed her hand holding the quilt back into the quilt, gently pressed the corner of the quilt, and continued.

"People, it's always easy to cross people, it's hard to cross yourself, my brother can persuade the emperor to let go of the white fox in a few words, but my brother can't persuade himself to let go of you. You are my brother's only sister and the only relative in the world, so my brother naturally wants to hold you in the palm of his hand and pet you. My brother can endure all the darkness and suffering in this world, and he can't stand the slightest grievance and hurt from you, but now that I think about it, isn't the person who hurt you the most my brother himself. ”

Liyu's voice was like the silver moonlight that came in through the oil-paper window at this time, becoming more and more desolate, and Lige seemed to see his shoulders trembling slightly, and her heart also ached. Tonight's willfulness seems to have scared my brother.

"It's my brother who is not good, he always looks at you so closely, you sneaked out like this tonight, causing trouble, if you hadn't escaped to the painting boat, maybe what would have happened, my brother is still scared and blamed himself when he thinks about it now."

Lige has seen a domineering brother, a gentle brother like jade, but he has never seen such a brother, eclipsed, sad and desperate. She never really seemed to know him.

Suddenly, Lige lifted the quilt, threw himself into Liyu's arms, circled him tightly, buried his face in his arms and rubbed it, obediently like a kitten.

"Brother, I was wrong."

She really knew that she was wrong, the kind that brought change.

Li Yu pulled the quilt over and draped it on Li Ge's body, and then hugged her, he lowered his head and sniffed the familiar fragrance deeply, before he furrowed his brows in satisfaction.

"So my brother has decided, I will never interfere with your freedom in the future, nor will I interfere with your friends, but the premise is that you have to obediently let the guards follow and protect yourself well, otherwise this decision can be withdrawn by my brother at any time, you know?"

"Really?" Wouldn't it be easy to see Xiao Mochen tomorrow.

Lige pulled out of his arms, his apricot eyes were like water, his little face was red and pink in the warm bed, his long eyelashes were fluttering like butterfly wings, Liyu's heart trembled, he lowered his head and kissed the eyebrows that made him fascinated, and said softly, "When did my brother lie to you?" It's late at night, go to sleep. ”

"Okay." The "good" tail note of the song dragged on for a long time, soft and glutinous, and his eyes were full of pleasure.

The heat on the soles of her feet kept coming, and Lige didn't know when she fell asleep, and she didn't know when Liyu left, half-asleep and half-awake, she had a long, long dream, as long as life.

It was a season of flowers, and the eastern suburbs were full of flowers.

The father who was on the day of Mu was on a holiday day with Xiao Lige and Liyu in the suburbs to put paper kites, Xiao Lige was running, dancing with his hands and feet, smiling and watching the paper kite in the sky far into a black spot, the mother scratched her nose dotingly, pulled her into her arms, and gently wiped the sweat beads on her forehead.

At sunset, Daddy let Xiao Lige ride on his neck, holding his mother with one free hand, stepping on the sunset, facing the evening breeze, Liyu blew away one white dandelion after another in front of him, beautiful as a dream, which made Xiao Lige giggle.

Leaving the compound, the sun is high.

"Mother, my brother always calls people small bowls, which doesn't sound good at all." Xiao Lige cried on his mother's lap.

"You eat such a small bowl of rice at every meal, you eat more, and my brother won't call you that." Li Yu moved away from the scroll that blocked his face and said leisurely.

"Hmph, I'm going to eat so big and so much for my brother next time." Xiao Lige gestured angrily, and his little face turned red.

"Hehe", the mother put down the needlework at hand and gently stroked Xiao Lige's head, "Our little girl doesn't have a nickname, just call it Xiao Wan, Xiao Wan is good-sounding, very suitable for my baby." Mother wants to watch my little Wan grow into a big girl, Xiao Wan Xiaowan, grow up quickly......" It's just that her appearance is getting more and more blurred, and her laughter is getting smaller and smaller, but the small embroidered shoes with half a begonia flower on the table are getting clearer and clearer.

The mother who said she wanted to watch her grow up just accompanied her through a short period of six years. If there is an afterlife, she only wants to be that begonia, the flower blooms into a scene, the flower becomes a poem, but she misses it a little, far longer than life