"You're the Mr. Takekan that your mother often mentions?"

Emperor Jiang Heng retracted his eyes and saw that he was pouring water with a teapot as if he had never heard it, the tea was yellow and the aroma was overflowing.

The movements of his hand did not stop, and when the tea was about to overflow, he stabilized his hand, "It's just a false name, this is spring tea, try it." ”

Emperor Jiang Heng fixed his eyes on those eyes, it was hard to imagine that he really couldn't see it, "The aroma is faint, it is really good, bitter and sweet, and it is astringent." Emperor Jiang Heng put down the teacup.

Su Wan also took a sip, and said with a happy face, "Sir, this tea is not spring tea, the aroma of spring tea is faint and not bitter." But when was it newly made? It can only be idle. ”

Qingyang raised his head, his face full of smiles, "Awan tasted it?" This tea is one day I met a girl, listened to her story, and had a whim, the taste is like a person's life, joys and sorrows, so this tea is called Ruomeng. ”

Floating like a dream, this long time, like a dream, loved, hated, sweet, bitter, in the end is just a trace of astringency in the past.

Su Wan listened, lowered her eyes, her eyes dimmed, she couldn't love in her life, and she tasted all the things in this world.

She still remembers that day, when she became a first-time mother. Her husband was overjoyed and asked her what her name was.

She said, "Let's call it idle."

"Oh? What's the allusion? ”

"People have a home."

That sad liking can only be hidden in her child's name.

Someone asked her, is she happy?

She was blessed with a husband who loved her dearly, and filial children.

She's not happy either, not getting what she really wants......

Her husband died early, and her children were only a few years old, so she walked to that high position step by step with her thoughts and took charge of the world.

The world is prosperous, and he is also safe.

Nian Xian squinted, as if looking at his mother, and as if looking at Qingyang, for a long time, he remembered that when he was a child, he often saw his mother muttering to the sky at night.

Whenever she encountered something difficult to solve, the queen mother would quietly unfold a painting and talk to herself. Once he was curious, he quietly opened the painting, and it was a man in Tsing Yi, holding a bone umbrella, walking in the rain.

Now that I think about it carefully, the person in the painting has blue ribbons and covered eyes, but the gentleman in front of him has not, and the others have seven or eight points of portrait.

The queen mother often said that she wanted him to be a Ming monarch and be a good emperor for the world, and she probably hoped that he would make the world peaceful.

When the world talks about their mother and son, no one is not lamenting their political achievements, and he is a good emperor admired by all the people, but they don't know what the price is.

After sitting for a long time, the sky was getting dark.

"Sir, have you waited for Miss Ah Jin?" Su Wan opened her mouth and asked, that was the obsession of the gentleman, she wanted to find it, but she didn't want to find it, and she was entangled and contradictory in her heart.

Qingyang shook his head slightly, with bitterness, "No." Can't find ......"

I don't know why when I heard the exact answer, Su Wan felt sorry for Mr. again, and comforted, "Otherwise, I'll post a notice for Mr."

"No, everything in this world pays attention to a fateful word."

He lost it, and he was afraid that he would never find it again.

"Can that gentleman go to the palace with me, your eyes must have a way, the best doctors are in the palace. I'll show them to you. Su Wan looked at his dark and deep eyes, but it was a pity.

Qingyang smiled, got up and went back to the backyard, walked over with a package, handed it to Su Wandao, "The spring tea you love, I wrapped a few packs for you...... It's getting late, go back early, and when it gets dark, you can't see the road clearly. ”

Hearing that she was silent, Qingyang smiled and said, "You are stubborn again, Awan, lose the east, and harvest the mulberry." I can't see with my eyes, and sometimes it's the best outcome for me. ”

Like, she may have been here before, and he couldn't see it.

Like, she suddenly turned away, and he couldn't see it.

If you don't see the eye and the heart doesn't move, the heart doesn't hurt.

If you see it, your heart moves, and your thoughts linger.

He would rather be an invisible blind man, a lonely man all his life than a sad man.

Su Wan was stubborn and held back tears, "I don't, sir, I don't, I can listen to you for anything, I don't want this." ”

Qingyang listened to her stubborn crying, took a step forward, bowed his head and said, "Awan, be obedient." ”

Su Wan raised her head to meet the pair of deep eyes, and the tears could no longer hold back, and burst out of her eyes, "Sir, I don't want it, I must cure your eyes." ”

Qingyang felt a drop of water dripping from his palm, it was cold, he raised his hand, happened to touch the hairpin on his sideburns, moved it down, his fingertips were stained with tears, and comforted and coaxed, "Don't cry, such a big person, I'm not afraid of others seeing jokes." As he spoke, he groped and wiped his tears.

Qingyang clumsily wiped her tears, but Su Wan cried even more fiercely, reaching out and hugging Qingyang tightly, "Sir." ”

He lowered his head, his waist was tightly hugged by Su Wan, and he said helplessly: "Awan."

"Sir, I'm getting old." A choked voice rang out. Su Wan buried her head.

She knew that this meeting was afraid that she would say goodbye forever.

Qingyang smiled, raised his hand and touched her sideburns, "In the eyes of Mr., Ah Wan has always been the same as before, and she has not aged. It's always been the little girl who plays the piano. ”

"Sir."

"Okay, don't cry, if you cry again, it will really make people see jokes."

Nian Xian Fang went out for a trip, and when he came back, he saw that scene, he stood at the door, and for the first time knew that the queen mother also had emotions, and she would cry unscrupulously in a person's arms.

Once upon a time, he felt that his mother was like a general on the battlefield, never tireless. He consults with her about everything, and the queen mother will also analyze it for her. The father said that the queen mother was too strong.

No, in fact, the queen mother just gave the best to one person.

He was a little envious of Mr. Zhuxian, and felt sad for his father, who had not gotten in his life, but he could do it without much effort.

Love is like this, if I want to see you, I must run. The queen mother is indeed forbearing, she wants to be a good emperor herself, not for the sake of the people, not for the will of her father, but for him!

It's all for him......

He stood for a long time, retracted his emotions, and walked in and said, "Queen Mother, we should go." ”

Su Wan nodded, his eyes became dim, and his voice was sobbing, "Since Mr. is unwilling, Ah Wan will leave." ”

Qingyang turned around and carried a pot of wine, and said with a smile, "Fusheng!"

Su Wan nodded with teary eyes, hugged the wine ruthlessly, turned around and left.

Qingyang Mumu looked at the door and stood for an unknown amount of time.

Su Wan sat in the carriage and kept looking at the teahouse, reluctant to turn her head until the teahouse disappeared.

Farewell, sir......

There are many words in a person's life, and they can't be opened, like, sir, I like you, it's better to hide it in my heart.