This is the first time they have met in half a year, although Situ Qianchen knows, but it has only been half a year, and the resentment in Ling Jiantong's heart should not have diminished much, but today, when the ministers in the court mentioned the matter of establishing a queen and choosing a concubine, Situ Qianchen couldn't help but think of Ling Jiantong who was trapped in the small courtyard of the harem.

Situ Qianchen's harem is very large, but except for the palace maids and grandmothers, most of them are empty houses, if you talk about women, Ling Jiantong is really the only one.

There was silence between them again, Ling Jiantong felt that there would be no consequences if the stalemate continued, and she was a little clumsy to learn the etiquette of those palace maids when they saw the emperor: "If the emperor has nothing to do, the maiden will enter the house." ”

Situ Qianchen didn't speak, Ling Jiantong thought he had acquiesced, so he turned around to leave, but Situ Qianchen grabbed her wrist at the next moment.

"You still hate me, do you?"

Ling Jiantong replied, "Don't dare", but with these two words, Situ Qianchen knew that Ling Jiantong really wouldn't forgive himself anymore.

But he was not reconciled......

When Ling Jiantong was about to withdraw his wrist, he hugged her tightly from behind.

Ling Jiantong's body trembled, like a frightened little beast, struggling desperately, but the more she struggled, the more Situ Qianchen held her with more strength, and in the end, Ling Jiantong was exhausted and had no strength, so he let him hold it.

"Situ Qianchen, what do you mean by doing this?"

She finally stopped pretending to be like someone and called him the emperor.

"Cut your eyes, be my queen."

The tone of the man behind him was a little cold, and his words were the same as giving orders, and he didn't even have a tone of discussion.

Sure enough, he is the one who has become the king of a country, he has obtained supreme power, as long as he sits on the dragon chair, no one will disobey him, but Ling Jiantong is different, Ling Jiantong is an exception.

"Unless you want to marry a dead man to be the queen, it is impossible in this life."

Ling Jiantong spoke resolutely, not giving Situ Qianchen any hope at all.

Once upon a time, Ling Jiantong admired Situ Qianchen, and even if she broke her head, she wanted to marry him and be a general's wife, but now, the empress, the prominent position of the mother in the world, she can no longer look down on her.

"You're still thinking about him, aren't you? He doesn't want you anymore, why are you still thinking about him in your heart? ”

Ling Jiantong's eyes fell, and she couldn't help but fall on the red jade bracelet on her wrist, sometimes, some feelings are hidden in her heart, which is better than what she wants to express, Ling Jiantong doesn't know how Mu Jinghong is doing now, and where he is, but she knows that their hearts are still together, even if there is no way for two people to meet, but as long as they miss each other, it is enough.

"Situ Qianchen, you never have a heart, you won't understand."

Situ Qianchen's eyes lit up, she actually said that she had no heart?!

If he really didn't have a heart, he probably wouldn't let Ling Jiantong and her mother and daughter live in the palace, if he didn't have a heart, he wouldn't have married a woman for half a year, and let those ministers in the court criticize him behind his back.

It's not that he doesn't have a heart, but from the very beginning, his heart was completely given to the woman in front of him, but unfortunately, this woman didn't cherish it, didn't connect it, and threw it directly to the ground.

Situ Qianchen's arm that restrained Ling Jiantong slowly loosened, and turned around her body, so that she was facing him.

"Ling Jiantong, I don't care if you want it or not, this queen, you are decided."

Yes, he is the emperor, and he has long lost the power to refute in front of him.

Situ Qianchen stretched out his hand to untie the big coat draped over his body, and instead wrapped it around Ling Jiantong's thin body, he took one last look at her and left.

Da Yu was very warm, but Ling Jian Tong still couldn't help but shudder.

She figured it out, no matter how expensive and warm this big tank was, if it wasn't that person, it would be no different from staying in an ice cave after all.

Ling Jiantong smiled bitterly, took off Situ Qianchen's clothes, and then threw them into the snow, carrying a charcoal fire into the house.

Ling Jiantong didn't expect that as soon as she entered the house, she saw Ling Zhishuang, it was so late, didn't she sleep yet?

She must have heard something when she was standing so close to the door.

Ling Jiantong's hands were really hot with a big blister, in order not to worry Ling Zhishuang, she deliberately lowered her sleeves to cover them, and then used fire scissors to make the charcoal fire a little stronger.

"Cut pupils, my mother accidentally overheard your conversation just now......"

"Mother, the imperial doctor just checked your pulse in the morning, saying that you want to rest in bed more, the snow outside is so big, I'll help you get to bed quickly."

"Cut pupils...... Ling Zhishuang held Ling Jiantong's hand with his backhand, his eyes full of worry: "Mother is fine, it's just that you ......"

"I'm fine, didn't I say it, I just want to be with my mother now, I don't care about the rest."

"Don't you care if you are Situ Qianchen's queen?"

This one......

The corners of Ling Jian's mouth curled up with a touch of bitterness: "It's not that I haven't been married before, the sedan chair is on, and the wedding dress is also worn, but I haven't visited the church, married, the queen or something is just some name, I won't care." ”

"But you are obviously married to Mu Jinghong, how can a daughter marry a second husband?"

Ling Jiantong was silent.

"Cut pupils, don't worry about me, go find Mu Jinghong, only if you are happy, your mother can live a happy life."

In the first few months when she was trapped here by Situ Qianchen, it was not that she didn't think about going to Mu Jinghong, but as the days went by, this thought gradually faded, anyway, Situ Qianchen didn't feel sorry for her anymore, there was no shortage of food and clothing here, and she settled down.

"Mother, don't worry about it, it's not early, hurry up and go to sleep."

Ling Jiantong finally coaxed Ling Zhishuang to the bed, and after tucking the quilt corner for her, Ling Zhishuang took her hand: "Jiantong, let's sleep with my mother tonight." ”

Whether in reality or in ancient times, she has never slept with her mother, she always has a kind of embarrassment to express her affection, she always feels that no matter how good she says, she can't compare to it, but since Yunyi died, her thoughts have changed.

So, she didn't refuse.

Ling Jiantong hugged Ling Zhishuang, Ling Zhishuang was very thin, and all he touched under his palm were bones, hard and a little awkward.

The candlelight was extinguished, and the room was pitch black, except for the breathing of two people.

"Cut pupils, I didn't sleep with you when I was a child, it's my mother's biggest regret, and now my mother's body is not good, but you are holding my mother."

The corners of Ling Jian's lips curled, and his chin simply nested in Ling Zhishuang's neck, and said coquettishly: "It feels so good to sleep with my mother, so steady, mother, can we sleep like this for the rest of our lives?" ”

Ling Zhishuang patted Ling Jiantong's arm and said with a smile: "Silly girl, my mother has limited time with you, how can you sleep with me for the rest of your life?" ”

Ling Jiantong pursed his mouth, and the tip of his nose smelled the smell of Ling Zhishuang's body very good, the same as Mu Jinghong's feeling, and he felt relieved when he smelled it.

"Cut the pupils, promise my mother, no matter what happens in the future, you have to live strongly, your father is watching from the sky, I know him, he wants you to live better than anyone else, of course, it will be better if you can find your own happiness, my mother can't accompany you for a lifetime, you have to learn to be alone after all."

Ling Zhishuang chattered a lot in Ling Jiantong's ear, from life to trivialities, Ling Zhishuang told Ling Jiantong in every detail, but Ling Jiantong was a little sleepy, yawning and tired: "Mother, there will be more time in the future, you can teach me hand in hand, I'm a little sleepy now, I want to ...... I want to ......"

The word "sleep" lingered on Ling Jiantong's lips for a long time, and before he could say it, Ling Jiantong had already fallen asleep on Ling Zhishuang's shoulder.

Ling Zhishuang smiled lightly, patted Ling Jiantong's back, she looked at her daughter sideways, this was the meat that fell from her, when she was young, she didn't have a chance to hug her, she was snatched away by the female devil of Hongyan, and in a blink of an eye, when their mother and daughter met again, she had grown so big.

Ling Zhishuang has always been worried that Ling Jiantong will be separated from him, but now it seems that he is also thinking too much.

With such a daughter by his side, even if he loses his freedom, what if he is riddled with diseases?

She was happy.

In the past six months, she has lived a very happy life.

But this happiness, there will come an end, she can no longer base her happiness on Ling Jiantong's pain, she also wants to accompany Ling Jiantong for the next thirty or forty years, but then she will be too selfish.

In the morning, she secretly asked the imperial doctor how long she could live with this disease, and although the answer she got was unexpected, it was also in her own guess, a year, a total of one year to live.

It's too short.

There is not enough time, she hasn't taken a good look at her own granddaughter, why is she going?

But now that I think about it, this time is not short, she has always been Ling Jiantong's burden, Ling Jiantong has always been afraid of herself, so she stayed here, she couldn't reunite with Mu Jinghong, if she died, then ......

Ling Jiantong could leave this palace without any worries, leave Situ Qianchen's control, and find his own happiness.

Thinking of this, Ling Zhishuang's eyes gradually moistened a little, she reached out and hugged Ling Jiantong's body, this may be their last night, she has no regrets.

Ling Zhishuang touched Ling Jiantong's cheek, she was really tired, so she slept so well.

"Shocking ...... Thrilling ......"

Ling Zhishuang sighed lightly and couldn't help muttering, "Daughter, believe in my mother, you will soon be able to meet the person you have been thinking about." ”

Ling Zhishuang hugged Ling Jiantong tightly, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, wetting Ling Jiantong's black hair, and when he waited until tomorrow, it would be different.