"Changsheng, the queen mother has done a lot of involuntary things in her life, and I don't know how much blood the queen mother's hands have been stained with." Meng Xilan said slowly, the expression on her face was extremely sad: "The queen mother's hands are very dirty, this body is also dirty, and the heart hidden under this body is even more ugly......"

At this moment, Changsheng was speechless, just kept shaking his head.

No, his queen mother is the best mother in the world, the bravest and most forgiving woman in the world.

Meng Xilan opened her gray eyes, looked at the darkness in front of her, and continued: "The thing I regret the most in my life is to enter the palace. And the luckiest thing in my life is to have you. You are the greatest gift from God, my most precious treasure. ”

If she hadn't had immortality, how would she have been able to hold on to this day? I'm afraid that I have long lost my strength and died in some dark and cold corner.

When she came back from rebirth, Meng Xilan had only one thought in her heart, which was revenge. After Changsheng was born, she could only pretend to be alone in her heart.

In those best years, she wallowed in intrigue and calculation all day long, calculating and fighting all the way, and the soft heart in her chest was sharpened sharper than a sword. The only thing in this world that can keep her warm and soft is her family and her children.

"Mother, what should the sons do? I just want you to live. Changsheng couldn't wait to relieve her pain, but he didn't know what to do. He reached out to put his hand on the pale face of the queen mother, and held back his own crying.

"Don't cry...... Don't be afraid......" Meng Xilan was halfway through speaking, her eyelids sank, and she passed out again.

Changsheng got up in a panic, only to hear Jiao Changqing say lightly: "Niangniang's body is weak, and she really can't wake up for too long." ”

"Aren't you a miracle doctor? You're going to heal her! ”

Jiao Changqing's face was silent and he had nothing to say.

Changsheng turned around with hatred and ordered Xiao Chunzi outside to return to Beijing immediately to post the imperial list. He's going to find all the doctors in the world! He wants to find a glimmer of life for his mother.

Jiao Changqing stood lonely, still indisputable.

It was another night of worry, and everyone was by Meng Xilan's bedside for a quiet night.

The waiting time is always painful and difficult.

When it was almost dawn, Changsheng looked at Jiao Changqing expressionlessly, and asked, "Where did the queen mother's illness come from?" Why didn't there be any signs before, and is there something wrong behind this? ”

After a night of calmness, Changsheng couldn't help but start wondering, is someone trying to murder the queen mother? What means were used that shouldn't have been used!

Jiao Changqing shook his head stiffly: "No." ”

He also hoped that there was some conspiracy in this, so that he could prescribe the right medicine instead of being helpless.

Hearing this, Changsheng's face showed an angry look, and he was about to get angry, when someone in the outer hall suddenly raised his voice and said, "The slave Gao Welfare asks to see the Queen Mother!" ”

As he spoke, Gao Fuli walked in with a swaddling baby in his arms.

Changsheng's face froze, and he didn't ask, so he said, "How dare you bring him here?" ”

He knew who it was!

Gao Fuli said with a crying voice: "Your Highness, from birth to the present, this child has never been seen by the mother, and she has never touched it!" This is her own flesh and blood......"

Halfway through the conversation, I couldn't go on.

Changsheng's expression was complicated, and a sad expression appeared on his face.

It is true that he is the child of the queen mother, but he is also the biggest heart disease of the queen mother.

"Give me the child!" After thinking for a moment, Changsheng stepped forward and stretched out his hands.

Gao Fuli carefully handed over the child, looking uneasy.

I thought that the child was quiet and asleep. Who knows, as soon as Changsheng lowered his head, he saw him with dark eyes open, looking at himself obediently.

Gao Fuli said softly: "The slave came back with him all the way." He has always been very sensible and not crying or making trouble. ”

Changsheng nodded slightly, and whispered, "Yes......"

As soon as the child arrived at Meng Xilan's side, he snorted softly, and his little feet kicked and kicked in the quilt.

Then, he suddenly began to cry. The weak cry caused everyone to frown slightly.

Baozhu hesitated whether to take the child away, but when he saw the sleeping mother, he moved his fingers.

Baby's cry...... Where did it come from? Is it a dream?

Just as she was puzzled, a voice sounded in her ears. "The queen mother, it is Qingchuan's cry. He's right there for you. ”

Meng Xilan's tears slowly flowed out when she heard this. She trembled and touched to her side, and Changsheng gently grabbed her hand, allowing her to touch Meng Qingchuan in swaddling clothes.

Strangely, when her fingers touched the child, the child's crying slowly stopped.

In the dark, the mother and son are connected, as if they are tied to an invisible thread.

Xu was because of the child, Meng Xilan suddenly had strength, she stood up and sat up, and said eagerly: "Let me hug him." ”

She had never hugged him, and she didn't even know what he looked like. This may be her last chance.

Meng Xilan lowered her eyes, carefully touched the child's facial features with her fingertips, and slowly sketched a cute little face in her mind.

Changsheng sat on the edge of the bed, and when he saw her laughing and tears, he felt even more heartache.

"Niangniang, you just woke up, don't be tired, it's better to hand over the child to ......" Before Baozhu's words were finished, he was softly interrupted by Meng Xilan: "Let me hold it for a while." I'm not tired right now. ”

Meng Xilan lowered her head after speaking, and kissed the child's soft face for the first time. She could smell him, the smell of a child, the best smell in the world.

"This kid I owe to the Chu family! It's my child, and it's my debt! From the moment he was born, I told myself not to see him or love him. He's almost a year old, and I don't even know what he looks like. It's okay if you don't know...... So I don't think of him......"

If he had seen him, even if it was just a glance, he would have appeared in her dreams night and night, burning her heart.

Meng Xilan suddenly chuckled: "I'm really a ruthless woman." ”

Changsheng stopped her words: "The queen mother is not ruthless, but she can't help herself. ”

If the queen mother hadn't been ruthless, the Northern Yan Dynasty would have ceased to exist a long time ago.

Meng Xilan shook her head: "I can't help myself, it's just an excuse." Chu Jingchuan said before he died, I am a woman who loves the right of the stack. He's right, and I do...... Anything can be sacrificed for the sake of power! ”

Meng Xilan held back her tears and handed the child back to Changsheng. "This child's background must not be known to anyone! You don't have to be his brother, and you don't need to love him, just let him grow up and give him back to the Chu family. ”

"Okay." Changsheng choked in his throat and only responded to one word.

Meng Xilan wiped away her tears and patted his hands: "In this way, there is nothing to worry about in this palace." ”

"No!" Changsheng was most afraid that she would say such things, like her last words. "Mother, you still have a lot of things to do."

Meng Xilan leaned weakly towards the head of the bed, put away the sadness on her face, and said with a slight smile: "I just seem to have had a dream...... I dreamed that when I was young, I picked osmanthus flowers under the tree with my best friend, picked them one by one, and then washed them to make osmanthus sauce. The sweet taste is so nostalgic...... I'd love to try it again......"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Gao Fu reacted the fastest: "The slave will go and find it." ”

It's rare that Niangniang has an appetite, not to mention osmanthus sauce, even if it's the moon in the sky, they have to take it down.

Changsheng's eyes lit up slightly, and he also felt that this was a good thing. Baozhu almost cried with joy. Only Jiao Changqing was silent, and his face was unusually pale.

How can a dying person suddenly be hungry like a child? He didn't dare to think about the reason.

She's clearly holding on......

In just half an hour, Gao Fuli found a rare osmanthus sauce in this season.

Changsheng personally picked up the spoon, scooped up a little, and brought it to his mother's mouth.

Meng Xilan followed the fragrant breath, opened her mouth and took a sip, and sighed contentedly: "It's so sweet......"

It tasted good, but it wasn't what she remembered. It's obviously the same aroma, the same sweetness, the same softness, but it's less youthful and carefree and transparent.

Changsheng saw that his mother liked it, so he fed her again.

"Queen Mother, if you like it, your son will order someone to make it for you every day."

Meng Xilan smiled when she heard this, and said "um" softly.

The sweetness of osmanthus sauce diluted the bitter medicinal taste in the house, and also diluted the sadness in everyone's hearts.

Smelling this faint aroma, Meng Xilan lowered her long eyelashes, pursed the corners of her mouth, and showed a smile.

If only I could have this sweet aroma and have another dream.

She wanted to have the most beautiful dream, a dream without tears and no pain, a dream that was unpretentious...... In that dream, she will not fight, no longer be greedy, and willingly be an ordinary person......

Changsheng lowered his head and scooped the osmanthus sauce in the bowl, and said gently: "The queen mother eats a little more, so that her body can get better quickly." ”

He stretched out his hand, and when he saw that the queen mother was not moving, he drew a little closer.

Meng Xilan smiled at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't open her mouth, and her eyes didn't blink, as if she was thinking about something.

"Queen Mother...... Changsheng called to her softly, and suddenly stopped her voice.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong, and the spoon in his hand suddenly fell into the bowl with a crisp sound.

At this time, Jiao Changqing, who was behind him, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and with trembling fingertips, touched the tip of Meng Xilan's nose, and then fell down.

Gone...... Breathless......

Changsheng's heart suddenly, threw down the bowl in his hand, and sprinkled the osmanthus sauce on the ground.

"It's not...... No...... Come on, come on! ”

Baozhu and Gao Fuli didn't react for a while, and when they saw Jiao Changqing kneeling on the ground, beating his chest hard, crying so much that his liver and intestines were broken, he knew that things were not good, and they were very bad.

Gao Fuli staggered a few steps forward, looking at Meng Xilan, who was not moving, strings of tears suddenly rolled down from his eyes, and he hurriedly knelt down, wanting to take a good look at his master's eyes.

However, at this moment, Meng Xilan's eyes were already dead silent.

Changsheng retreated again and again, and rushed forward again, holding the body of the queen mother in fear, shaking it vigorously, and roaring almost collapsed: "Queen mother, don't scare the ministers......"

Her body is still warm, her eyes are still open......

Meng Xilan collapsed silently in his arms, no matter how he tore his heart, he was still stiff and motionless.

Inside and outside the main hall, there was an instant cry.

Changsheng hugged his mother's gradually stiffened body, holding back his tears, but he couldn't hold back his tears.

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside was dark, and Changsheng reluctantly let go of his mother's body and let her lie quietly.

He trembled and stretched out his hand, covered his mother's empty eyes, and gently stroked it to close it.

The queen mother, not afraid...... Erchen will take you home......

…

In the third year of Tai'an, on April 27, the Queen Mother of Our Lady of Xiaowen was seriously ill and died in Xikang Palace, and entered the imperial mausoleum on the sixth day of June of the same year. The whole world mourns together, the country mourns for three years, the subjects are vegetarian, and the whole country stops all feasts and marriages.

In the third year of Tai'an, on July 23, Emperor Shengwu Shunde died in the Anhui Pavilion of Taihe Palace. On the fifth day of March of the same year, he entered the imperial mausoleum.

In the sixth year of Tai'an, the palace maid Shen gave birth to the emperor's eldest son, and according to the ancestral system, he was promoted to the harem, and he was a five-grade noble concubine and given a good concubine.

In the eighth year of Tai'an, Hua Concubine Wu gave birth to the emperor's daughter and gave her the name "Wenxuan" princess.

In the tenth year of Tai'an, the Northern Yan and the Turks made peace and alliances, revised the covenant, and formed eternal friendship.

……

In the twelfth year of Tai'an, April 27, Xikang Mountain North.

On the lush hillside shrouded in the morning light, a young man in civilian clothes and extraordinary equipment was kowtowing to the wordless tombstone erected on the hillside.

Not far behind him, there were two more kneeling.

A silver-haired, handsome man and a young man with clear eyebrows and a noble body.

"Father-in-law...... Why does the emperor come here to worship every year? Who is buried under the wordless tombstone? The young man asked.

The silver-haired man groaned slightly: "There are the best people in the world who are buried there." ”

The boy tilted his head in confusion: "The best person for me?" Isn't it the emperor? This person is good to me, why don't I know him? ”

The silver-haired man's dark eyes looked directly at the tombstone, and said in a melancholy tone: "Prince Qingchuan doesn't need to ask more, as long as you remember that there was once such a person in this world." ”

"Qingchuan...... Come here. Changsheng stood up, looked back at Meng Qingchuan, and beckoned.

"Your Majesty, Father-in-law Fang Cai'an said to me that the people buried here are the best people in the world for me. Your Majesty, who is he? Why didn't Qingchuan know him? Or I've seen him, but I don't remember. Meng Qingchuan said with a puzzled face.

Changsheng lowered his eyes and stared at the smooth stone tablet, and said lightly: "One day, you will know." Now let's go and incense. ”

"Yes......" Meng Qingchuan nodded helplessly, and respectfully knelt down to worship the incense.

Suddenly, there was a light breeze over the hillside, refreshing.

Changsheng raised his head in the direction of the wind, slowly closed his eyes, and faintly smelled a faint fragrance of flowers at the end of his nose.

A very familiar aroma, like osmanthus. Obviously not the season of osmanthus, but there is such a fragrance......

Changsheng took a deep breath, a slight smile floated on the corner of his lips, and said in his heart: Is it you the queen mother? Have you seen your son? See Qingchuan?

The green grass is long, the morning sun is bright, the breeze is blowing for a while, and the warmth is melting, like a gentle hand, gently caressing his face.