Chu Jingchuan listened to her sad tone, and his heart trembled again. He turned his head to look at her, his dark eyes shining with forbearance.

Chu Jingchuan looked at her fixedly, and couldn't wait to see her heart at a glance, to see if there was any existence of her own in her heart besides her sister.

Meng Xilan took a deep breath, avoided his eyes, and said, "In the past, there were many things I couldn't do for her. No matter how much time I have left, I hope to do my part for Jingwen. ”

Chu Jingchuan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked her, "Do you really want to keep worry-free by your side?" Can you really protect her for the rest of your life? ”

She is Zhou Youping's daughter in the end, even if she doesn't mind, what about Zhou Youchen? How could he allow Meng Xilan to raise his daughter?

Meng Xilan said lightly: "Worry-free things are indeed difficult to do. But since I've already agreed to Jingwen, I naturally have my own way. ”

It was not easy to convince Zhou Youchen, and she was only five points sure in her heart.

"Once she is raised in my name, she is no longer a child of the Chu family, but my child. Then, the two of us will naturally live and prosper together, and lose together. If I am well, she is well, and if I am favored, she is favored. ”

If she can say this, she must have made up her mind to treat Wuwu as her own child.

Chu Jingchuan's heart moved slightly, but his tone was still sharp: "How can you let me believe you?" ”

Meng Xilan looked back at Chu Jingchuan, staring at him with clear eyes like water, and said in a sudden, "Believe it or not." ”

She only left him with these words, and went away silently.

Chu Jingchuan stood in place, looking at her back as she walked away, with deep reluctance in her eyes.

After the winter, Chu Jingwen's health deteriorated, and Jiao Changqing told Meng Xilan the truth. Her body didn't last long, a month was barely enough.

Meng Xilan felt pain in her heart, but she didn't show the slightest sadness to Chu Jingwen.

On the day of the first snowfall, after Chu Jingwen got up in the morning, he was unusually energetic, not only could he get out of bed and walk around, but also went to the yard to enjoy the snow with no worries.

Seeing this, the maid panicked in her heart and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade her, but Chu Jingwen only said that she was fine.

This kind of her is even more worrying, and some people are even worried that she is returning to the light.

The people of the Chu family hurriedly sent news to the palace, and when Meng Xilan arrived, she was already sweating in her heart.

When she saw Chu Jingwen, she was already angry and dying.

Meng Xilan came to her bedside with red eyes and called her softly: "Jingwen, open your eyes and look at me, please." ”

Chu Jingwen reluctantly opened her eyes, looked at Meng Xilan distractedly, her lips opened slightly, and her voice said weakly: "Xilan, promise me ......"

Before she finished speaking, Meng Xilan nodded again and again.

"I know, I promise you, I'll take good care of it."

Chu Jingwen smiled slightly when she heard this, then shook her head and stretched out her hand, wanting to let Meng Xilan get closer to her.

Meng Xilan hurriedly whispered in her ear, only to hear her whisper in her ear.

"Xilan, promise me, you must be happy!"

Meng Xilan was stunned when she heard this, and she didn't understand what she meant? She stared at her, and saw that her face was as pale as paper, but a light smile appeared between her eyebrows, so quiet and beautiful.

Chu Jingwen gasped for a moment before he had the strength to speak: "You...... lived for the Meng family for twenty years...... It's time to live for yourself. Only when you are happy, worry-free will follow happiness...... From now on, you will be her "mother"

When Meng Xilan heard this, there was a stir in her heart.

She lowered her eyes to look at her and shook her head firmly: "No, you are her only mother, and no one can replace you." Jingwen, in order to be worry-free, you must hold on and survive this hurdle. ”

There was a deep plea in her tone, the most painful thing in this world is life and death.

She couldn't afford to lose her, her only friend.

Chu Jingwen's tears suddenly rolled down like beads of broken threads, "Xilan, I'm so tired...... It's really tiring...... I'm so tired......"

The torment in the palace, the loneliness outside the palace, these nine years seem to have exhausted the strength of her life.

Meng Xilan wiped her tears with her handkerchief: "Don't cry, it's okay anymore, everything will be fine." ”

Chu Jingwen gently held her index finger with cold fingers, and said weakly: "Xilan, I'm really tired, I want to sleep well and ...... well" Before she finished speaking, her eyes closed weakly.

Just for a moment, Meng Xilan could feel that something was withdrawn from Chu Jingwen's body, like a weak force, this strength left her body and disappeared in an instant.

Chu Jingwen gradually lost her breath and heartbeat.

Meng Xilan looked at her face in a daze, and muttered, "Call Master Jiao, call Jiao Changqing." ”

In fact, Jiao Changqing was just a few steps behind her, he stretched out his hand to probe Chu Jingwen's pulse, and only said to Meng Xilan: "Niangniang, there is no way for the minister." Miss Jingwen has gone, please mourn. ”

The Chu family behind him suddenly burst into tears, and Mrs. Chu fainted on the spot and was carried out by everyone.

Meng Xilan sat on the edge of Chu Jingwen's bed, her brain was buzzing, her ears were stuffy, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

Zhulu knelt on the ground with tears in her eyes, looked up at her and said, "Niangniang...... You have to mourn. ”

Jiao Changqing looked at her slightly trembling shoulders, and could feel the sadness in her heart.

People who are as quiet as her, and Chu Jingchuan.

When everyone was busy weeping and sad, he just stood there quietly, looking at his sister's body that still had body temperature, closing his eyes in a gloomy way, sadness coming from all sides, like an invisible and huge net, covering him with his head and face, almost making him unable to breathe.

When she left Chu's house, Meng Xilan hugged the sleeping carefree with her own hands, she didn't know what had just happened, she slept sweetly, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, as if she had a sweet dream.

Meng Xilan hugged her carefully, for fear of waking her up with every step she took. She was afraid that she would wake up, and with a pair of dark and clear eyes, she asked where her mother was?

Chu Jingwen's funeral, the Chu family has been preparing since the beginning of the month, originally wanted to rejoice for her, but unfortunately, she failed to survive this hurdle after all.

Meng Xilan took Wuwu to sit in the carriage back to the palace, and she didn't say a word along the way, just looked down at Wuwu.

Everything that just happened was the cruelest thing in the world for her!

Zhu Lu's eyes were red, and he was about to speak, but was stopped by Meng Xilan with his eyes.

The wind and snow fell in a hurry, and in a short time a thick layer of snow white accumulated on the road.

The snow-white white slightly stinged Meng Xilan's eyes.

After returning to the palace, Meng Xilan sat on the edge of the bed with no worries in her arms, and her body was cold for a while, and Zhulu was busy Xiaochunzi came in with another brazier. But this is not useful, Zhu Lu panicked, and hurriedly stepped forward to probe the master's forehead, only to feel hot.

"Mother, are you catching a cold?"

Meng Xilan realized after hearing this, only then did she realize that something was wrong with her body, and she hurriedly handed over the worry-free to Zhuqing and let her take care of it.

Zhulu served her to lie down, only covered her with a thick quilt, and said softly: "Slave, please come over." ”

Xu was overly sad, Meng Xilan suffered a dangerous wind chill, and the fever did not subside several times, and the fever made people confused.

When she was seriously ill, she kept calling Zhou Youchen's name in her mouth.

Zhulu Zhuqing looked distressed when she heard this.

Niangniang is the most uncomfortable time, but the emperor is thousands of miles away.

Meng Xilan has been ill for ten days, during which she has been carefully cared for by her grandmothers, but she cries every day to go home, and her eyes are always swollen, which makes people feel distressed.

Goodbye worry-free, Meng Xilan hurriedly hugged her in her arms and comforted her softly.

Worry-free endured crying: "Aunt Xilan, can you send me home, I want to find my mother." ”

Meng Xilan hugged her a little tighter: "Don't worry, you and I will always live here in the future." ”

Worry-free cried out when he heard the words, and kept struggling: "Don't, don't...... I want a mother! I don't want you! ”

Meng Xilan let her push and beat herself, but she still said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, you will only have me in the future, only me." ”

She didn't want to lie to her, because sooner or later she would know.

Chu Jingwen's funeral was very low-key, and it seemed that she intended to let her go quietly.

During this time, both the Chu family and Meng Xilan were the most tormenting.

However, when Meng Xilan was most disappointed, she received Zhou Youchen's flying pigeon biography. He had just won the first win of his life.

This news soon spread throughout the capital along with the good news from the front. Approaching the New Year, there is nothing more worthy of rejoicing than Zhou Youchen's victory.

On the one hand, the death of her best friend, and on the other hand, Zhou Youchen's first victory, such a situation of joy and sorrow made Meng Xilan's heart mixed, she didn't know whether she was happy or sad......

After living in Cining Palace, Song Wenxiu came here on purpose, just to see what kind of child she was, and it was worth such an adventure for Meng Xilan?

At the first glance of Wuwu, Song Wenxiu felt that she was a likable child, pink and lovely, crystal clear, like an uncarved pink gem.

However, she recognized life very well, and when she saw her face, she just blindly hid behind Meng Xilan, and did not salute or speak.

Song Wenxiu smiled at her, took out the candy prepared in advance for her, and talked to her.

Wuwu glanced at her, but he was not interested in the candy in her hand, and only looked at Meng Xilan and said, "Auntie, I don't want it." ”

Song Wenxiu was slightly stunned when she heard this, why did she directly call Meng Xilan "aunt"? It's really unorthodox.

Meng Xilan also knew that her name was not in line with the rules of the palace, but she didn't want to force her, at least it wasn't the time. She was only four years old, and she had time to learn those cumbersome rules.

She promised Jingwen that she would spoil her.

Meng Xilan said to Song Wenxiu: "She is not suitable for life in the palace, she is a little recognized, the queen should not care." ”

Song Wenxiu nodded slightly: "The concubine understands." ”

She pondered for a moment before asking: "Niangniang, the good news in the northwest is frequent, is it time for the emperor to return to the court?" ”

Meng Xilan touched his carefree soft fingers and said in a deep voice: "The emperor once wanted to return to Beijing before Chinese New Year's Eve, but unfortunately, it is too late now, and it will be February at the earliest." ”

Song Wenxiu's heart sank when she heard this, wouldn't it be three months later, and it would be half a year later.

After Meng Xilan took a sip of tea, she remembered something and said: "This year is an eventful year, and there are a lot of trivial things in and out of the palace...... Since the emperor is not in the palace for the New Year this year, we must be frugal everywhere in the palace, and remember not to be extravagant and wasteful! ”

To put it bluntly, without Zhou Youchen, no matter how much you bother Zhang Luo this year, you won't be able to have the joy you deserve.