Early in the morning of the second day, Fu Zhi beckoned Yun Zhi to go to the Tai Hospital first to send Ying'e's medicine residue to Zhao Liangyuan for inspection, Yun Zhi took the medicine jar, looked at the cold stone road in front of the palace gate, and couldn't help muttering, "When the queen came back from the cold palace, she painted the skin one by one, and also came to ask for peace with fake flattery with a smile, and she didn't fall down every time, as if the queen's accident had nothing to do with them, and she wanted to smack her face when she looked at it." ”

Fu Zhi sneered and pushed her, "I don't pay attention to your hooves for half a minute, which makes outsiders listen to it, doesn't it mean that our Jiafu Hall is too unruly." ”

"Rules? It's because Jiafu Hall is too well-behaved that they didn't beat them out with a big stick, and now what rules do you say. It's our queen's mother's good temper, and I don't want to think that if it weren't for our Tianzhu generals, they would have a worry-free and prosperous life every day? Yun Zhi said disdainfully.

Seeing that Yun Zhi was more and more unruly, Fu Zhi blurted out his rebellious words, and raised his hand in annoyance and twisted her mouth, "Who taught you bastards, do you want to implicate the queen or live enough by yourself, and then say nonsense that I won't tear your mouth, and teach others a lesson." Don't get out of here, you don't have to go to the hospital, go to Li Guangan to get ten sticks and have a long memory. After speaking, he turned around and stopped the incense branch that was cleaning with his head down, "You, send this medicine residue to Imperial Doctor Zhao, and tell him to come and check Niangniang's pulse at three o'clock, and Niangniang had a slight redness yesterday, so let him pay more attention." After going to the Tai Hospital, I went to the Taiji Hall to see Mr. Zhang, and said to him, saying that the time for Princess Taiyuan to enter the palace today was not set, and the food ordered by the imperial dining room could be checked one by one. And..."Seeing Xiangzhi, Fu Zhi couldn't help lowering her head and counting with her hands, muttering silently in her mouth, knowing that this stupid girl must not be able to remember things again, she couldn't suppress her temper and shouted, "Okay, I know that your wooden pimple brain remembers up to three things, I really can't expect anything from you, you don't make trouble for me one by one, it's really Amitabha, forget it, I'll go by myself." ”

Yun Zhi muttered, "I just want to go by myself, and I scolded me for a long time." As soon as she looked up and greeted her, she was greeted by Fuzhi's fiery eyes, which frightened her so much that she quickly lowered her head and shut up, pulled Li Guangan and said, "Xiao Anzi, ten sticks, hurry up, or take me to go, be formal." ”

Fu Zhi thought in his heart and saw that Yun Zhi said it, and felt embarrassed, so he couldn't help but pull the broom in Xiangzhi's hand in anger and was about to fight. This noise woke up Ying'e, who was resting, she got up in her clothes, watched them frolic, couldn't help but sit down against the window, looking at it with a smile, the unrestrained longing in her heart seemed to be like this, faintly meaningless scheming, meaningless fighting, at ease, if the broken paper kite went with the wind. She watched Fuzhi pretend to take a few sips, and walked out of the palace with the medicine jar, and the honest Li Guangan really followed Fuzhi's words and beat Yunzhi with ten sticks, but looking at Yunzhi's demeanor, it must not be heavy, after the beating, she raised her hand and beckoned Xiangzhi to help herself up, rubbed her buttocks, and swayed back to the room. The fetus in the womb gently kicked Ying'e in the stomach, and seemed to be responding to the mother's good mood, Ying'e stroked her stomach with a smile, feeling the small protrusion, is it the child's little feet, soft, she gently drew circles with her fingertips, and the child gently kicked again, which was the interaction between mother and child.

Ying'e felt this wonderful feeling, pregnant women are always emotionally fickle, but the lack of a person to accompany her makes her gradually lonely. The picture she once sketched was just her own wishful thinking, her fragility turned into vexatious in his eyes, her insistence was pressing for him step by step, all she wanted was the shyness and smile of the childhood plum, and there was no need to say more to share the same mind. In the past, there was frolic in front of the smoke cage hall, but now the rain hits the cold window and the night is cold, the eyes are dazzling, the candles are tearful, and the ten thousand kinds are paid, only to be unable to stay, and they are decided. The undercurrent of the previous dynasty was turbulent, and the steps of the harem were terrifying, she shrank in a corner, but she still couldn't get quiet, that is, she didn't say a word, and she was still pierced by thousands of rumors, which consumed his trust. His heart is like the cold moon in the sky, Qinghui is still there, but the water in the ditch flows from east to west, and it is difficult to be as tender as the full moon. The palace door is closed, the sound of Jiugao, it is difficult to hold the heart at first sight outside the Yaoguang Temple, and the people disperse at the end of the song, only the lonely shadow of the cold lamp of the eternal night is played, and the sorrow of the palace is full. She choked silently, the sycamore leaves outside the window swayed slightly, and the idle cicadas pulled their throats to keep the summer heat, which made her feel gradually irritable and cry at the desk.

Yun Zhi heard Ying'e crying, and probed his brain outside the door for a while, Li Guangan wanted to go in, but she grabbed him, "Go and call Sister Fuzhi back, I'll watch Niangniang here." ”

Li Guangan felt that what Yun Zhi said was reasonable, retreated, and hurriedly called back Fuzhi, who was not far away, Fuzhi heard that Ying'e was crying, but he was relieved, "It's good to cry, I want my mother to be depressed for a long time, it's good to cry, it's good." Fu Zhi said, couldn't help but reddened his eyes, "Xiao Anzi, Niangniang, I don't feel at ease after all, now this hour is about the same, you help me finish the matter first, and wait to meet the princess of Taiyuan at Dongye Gate." After speaking, Fuzhi wiped his tears and returned to the Jiafu Palace, not disturbing Ying'e, only sitting in the corner outside the palace gate, quietly crying with Ying'e.

I don't know how long, she listened to the house gradually stop sobbing, hurriedly got up, maybe because the heat had not subsided, her eyes turned black and she hurriedly held on to the wall, called incense sticks to wash her face, and carried it into the house. Looking at Ying'e lying on the desk, with her right arm on the side of her face, her left hand on her abdomen, her face was full of tears, her beautiful eyes were slightly swollen, her clear blue eyes were sluggish and scattered, and a teardrop on her crying nose was about to fall, and even her lips were a little red and swollen, this is a heart-rending cry, which makes people feel distressed to watch. Fu Zhi slowly put the basin of water at her feet, rubbed the towel and wrung it out, and said softly, "Niangniang, wipe your face, Madame will come in a while." ”

Ying'e's sloppy eyes gradually retracted, she ignored Fuzhi's request, and stared at the purple gold wooden box on the dressing table, "Help Bengong bring it." ”

Fuzhi knew that she wanted to take the Jiugao flute, although she didn't know what it meant, she obediently took out the flute and handed it to Ying'e. I saw that she was holding a flute in one hand, and she no longer had the previous caution and no sense of cherishment, "Help the palace to go to the courtyard." ”

Fu Zhi helped Ying'e to the plane tree in the courtyard according to his words, only to see her pull off the hosta on her head, and wanted to squat, but Fu Zhi hurriedly stopped, "Queen Mother, your body is heavy, don't do this, what do you want to do Just tell Fu Zhi, Fu Zhi will do it." ”

"No, this is the youth and affection of this palace, and this palace wants to bury it with his own hands." Ying'e sat on the stone platform of the sycamore tree with Fuzhi, the hosta was clenched, and every time it was inserted into the soil, it seemed that it was inserted into her own heart, every time she inserted it, Ying'e couldn't suppress the pain, she was short of breath, gradually accelerating, and the loose and splashed soil was scattered everywhere. If you go back to the first time, under the city of Luoyang, the handsome figure under the hazy tears and eyes, the sweat towel with his scent, accompanied by Xiao Di that night outside the cold palace, the Yaoguang Temple drifted into his arms, the touch of the four eyes when they met, the blending of red candles and shadow walls, as if every moment had to be buried in each insertion of the hosta. He thinks that he is too big, but he can't tolerate her shadow, and he flies away from each other, and he flies with him in this life. When he climbed the stairs, he only had picturesque rivers and mountains in his eyes, the domineering spirit of holding the sword and smiling arrogantly, how could he have half a minute of warmth when he first met, his handsome face was as cold as frost, and he no longer paid attention to the grievances of the red face under the steps. If you don't envy glory, you don't envy the country, if the oath is easy to change, why bother to make it, if people's hearts are changeable, why pay it, just to hurt one more person and add one more debt? The hosta was also unable to bear Ying'e's complaints, and when the pit gradually took shape, the brittle waist was broken, and she pulled another one from her hair without saying a word, and dug quietly.

Fuzhi on the side looked sad, knelt on the ground and begged, "Niangniang, don't do this, let Fuzhi help you dig it, or find you a small shovel, you will hurt yourself like this." ”

"Let her dig it herself, and if she digs the pit herself, she should bury herself, and that is the cause and effect." Princess Beixiang's voice sounded behind her, her face was calm, but the gently twitching corners of her mouth couldn't hide her pity and heartache, Su Yan didn't dare to say more, silently walked over to help Fuzhi, and accompanied Princess Beixiang to stand aside quietly, watching Ying'e numb and repeat the action.

I don't know how long it took to dig, the pit in front of me has been completed, Ying'e picked up the Jiugao flute that was placed aside, and finally rubbed the crane whistle carved on the body of the flute for nine days, and there was not a single tear in her empty eyes. She took out a silk handkerchief, wrapped the flute and put it into the pit, used her hand as a shovel to re-cover the soil, and pulled out a small mound with her hand.

Princess Beixiang quietly watched her complete the ritual in her heart, and saluted loudly, "The courtiers greet the queen." ”

Ying'e was at a loss, "A-Niang, when did you come?" Fuzhi, quickly help up. ”

"The courtiers just came, and saw the queen sitting outside the palace, the weather was boring, and I thought it was about to rain, so I gathered the heat, and the mother was heavy, don't invite the heat, it's not good for the body. The courtiers still waited for the mother to return to the palace to rest, and asked the mother for permission. Princess Beixiang couldn't bear to feel distressed, she knew that she couldn't provoke Ying'e's heart at this moment, and after seeing her face clearly mourning, she could only use the heavy clouds in the sky to persuade her to enter the house.

After Ying'e entered the house, she retreated left and right, and pillowed her head on Princess Beixiang's lap as a child, "A-Niang, E'er misses you so much, sometimes I think I'm so troublesome, and I always worry you carelessly, but now I'm about to become a mother, and I let you worry so much, I'm so useless." ”

Princess Beixiang was saddened by her, and took advantage of the rain that had fallen outside the window, and persuaded softly, "I remember that when you were a child, you were most annoyed by the rain, and you always told A-Niang that it was the rain that made you feel bad, because you couldn't go out to ride a horse." Later, when it got bigger, you told A-Niang that you like this rain, because this rain allows you to stay in the house with peace of mind. In fact, whether you like it or not, whether the rain should fall or not, even if you pray for blessings and sacrifices, you can't change the time of the rain, but your mood has changed and you have learned to be at peace with what happens. Queen, A-Niang doesn't want to say that your mother's responsibility for the world, this is the battlefield of men's competition, A-Niang only hopes that you will take care of the child in your belly, this day is going to rain, so let it fall well, the sky will change again, there will always be your place. ”

"E'er knows that Daddy and the emperor will fight each other one day, E'er never worries about where to go, and E'er doesn't want to worry about it. This piece of infatuation is wrong to pay, just pay it and lose. ”

Princess Beixiang took out a jasper lotus hairpin from her sleeve and handed it to Ying'e, "I think you still remember this hairpin." ”

Ying'e recognized it at a glance as Gu Ronghua's lotus hairpin, if it was before, she would have been eager to know what was going on, but now that Ronghua is dead, Yuanzi is as calm as water for her, "What does A-Niang want to tell E'er?" ”

"Seeing that you are so calm, I know that you have already known the past, Gu Ronghua is also an infatuated woman, even when she is dying, she has not said a word. It's just that she took pity on her infatuation and became a pawn for two people, and Gao Huan sent a well-spoken Sima Ziru, who skillfully wiped out Gao Huan and became your father's staff. A-Niang took pity on her weak woman and let Qingjiao give her a ride, but she was lonely, and even if she died, she couldn't find a relative to send her back to her hometown. A-Niang found this hairpin when she was packing up her belongings, and brought it with her to persuade you to see it, but now it is redundant. The sad people in this world are women, even if you share your love, A-Niang once hated the Empress Dowager Hu, because your father's heart has not forgotten her, even if it was himself who killed her with his own hands, he still set up a monument for her in the suburbs of Deer Park, among the flowers on the other side. He thought I didn't know, but he didn't know that the carver was arranged by me, just to give him a perfect idea. A-Niang told you this, I just want you to know that compared to us, you are happy, at least for a certain time he really loved you. ”

"Auntie." When Ying'e heard that Princess Beixiang had fulfilled Er Zhurong's feelings in this way, she called out with pity, "Don't you feel bitter? If you say that I have a sincere heart, why is it difficult to last long? ”

"Things in the world, if you are strong for a long time, you have not seen through it, the love between Zhuo Wenjun and Sima is similar, and there is also a song of white-headed chanting, sometimes there is, happier than never. Queen, A-Niang doesn't want to persuade you to forgive, but now A-Niang just wants to abandon the past and cherish every day she looks at your father, that is, the day she dies, and it is always me who is buried with him, so what regrets are there in this life. Princess Beixiang sighed lightly.

Ying'e looked at Princess Beixiang's satisfied eyes, and finally understood the reason why her mother had endured for so many years, she felt sorry for her mother's life, but she was helpless, she thought of a poor person, "Does Qingjiao have to wait for all the dust to settle before she can be free?" ”

Princess Beixiang nodded and said sadly, "A-Niang only feels bitter for the two of you, I hope this turmoil will pass soon, no matter who wins or loses, as long as everyone is there, A-Niang will be content." ”

"Everyone is here, Auntie, Daddy and the emperor are dead to death, endless hatred, success or failure will soon be determined, I hope Daddy is safe, but Auntie, can you beg Daddy to spare his life, that is, he will be confined for a lifetime, and let him live in peace." Ying'e looked at Princess Beixiang with pleading eyes, which were different from asking for a toy when she was a child, and there was clearly a determination in her eyes to live and die.

Princess Beixiang was extremely sad, hugged her daughter tightly, and couldn't help sighing, "My silly queen, when will you wake up, it will be better." ”

The mother and daughter talked for another half an hour, and Princess Beixiang was afraid that Ying'e would be too tired, so she quit her trip and left the palace.

It's just that the rain outside the window, the sound of the sycamore is sad, the endless sorrow is sent to the red ground, the tears are not clear, the sorrow is not scattered, and Luoyang City is brewing a big wind and rain.