Year after year, spring, summer, autumn and winter are like a trickle rushing between Meng Xilan's fingers, trying to grasp but unable to grasp it, the trickle flows, and finally only leaves a moist, warm and cool piece in the palm of the hand.

The life of Fahua Temple is light and quiet. Except for chanting sutras and morning classes with the masters every day, Meng Xilan rarely spoke.

Zhulu and Zhuqing were a little worried at first, but then gradually, they began to get used to it.

The taciturn life seems too lonely, but Meng Xilan still knows the excitement outside.

After Zhou Youchen ascended the throne, within two years, he successively introduced new policies that were conducive to the people's recuperation and recuperation, which were very effective. All industries in the capital have risen, and the people are happy to live. As for Zhou Shirao, who was originally ambitious, he can't shake the status of the new monarch now, so he can only pick up his tail and be a man with his tail between his legs.

The Meng family became a famous hand in the capital, and on the day Meng Zhenglu was crowned the protector of the country, Meng Xilan was not present, but she was as happy as her family.

With his father assisting Zhou Youchen, the official road of the Meng family will only get wider and wider, but the threat of high merit and mastership exists, Meng Xilan and his father agreed that when he is fifty years old, he will resign from his official position in a timely manner and wholeheartedly be the hermit staff behind Zhou Youchen.

For two years, Meng Xilan never saw Zhou Youchen again, and he seemed to be angry with her, and never appeared in Fahua Temple again.

On Chinese New Year's Eve that year, the subtle and uneasy atmosphere between the two made Meng Xilan worried. Maybe Zhou Youchen also feels the same way, since they agreed to separate from each other, it is better to keep abiding by it until the day when the three-year contract ends.

This was Meng Xilan's idea, but she didn't know Zhou Youchen's thoughts.

He was an unpredictable child, no, now he is not a child, but a real adult.

At the age of nineteen, it is no longer the clarity of a teenager, but the calmness of a man.

After the election, Zhou Youchen did not stubbornly oppose the ministers, but after following everyone's advice, he chose the most beneficial way for himself. The candidates for the queen and the concubines are all the daughters of officials below the third rank, and they are all only daughters. The battle between the concubines is already fierce, but among the sisters of the same concubine, there is also a flickering competition, so it is also a good thing that there are no hidden opponents in the family.

Although she didn't see Zhou Youchen get married with her own eyes, Meng Xilan could imagine how grand the scene was at that time.

Zhulu and Zhuqing seemed to be worried that she would be in a bad mood, so they rarely took the initiative to mention things in the palace, especially in the harem.

Actually, Meng Xilan didn't mind so much in her heart, her father had asked her about her idea at the beginning, and she didn't think it hurt.

It was a matter of time before Zhou Youchen had a woman by his side, she never wanted to monopolize him, let alone delay him for a lifetime.

Thinking of what Jiao Changqing said, he is fortunate to have survived until now, and if he can have a prince sooner, it will also be beneficial and harmless.

However, there has been no good news in the palace for a long time, which shows that Zhou Youchen is still doing superficial work, and he is really just acting on the spot.

As usual, in the middle of every month, Qiao Huiyun would take Brother Yun to visit Meng Xilan. But this month, they didn't arrive for a long time, and later the Meng family sent someone to spread the word, saying: "Grandma is happy." ”

Meng Xilan was very happy to hear this, this child is a gift from God.

In this way, Brother Yun will have a younger brother and sister.

Yun Ge'er is about to turn six years old and is a smart and delicate child.

Every time he came, Meng Xilan would teach him to practice calligraphy hand in hand.

Brother Yun likes to be with her very much, and always says that she is the best aunt in the world.

Brother Yun, who grew up slowly, has eyebrows and eyes similar to Meng Xizhao. As long as he looked at him, it would make Meng Xilan feel at ease.

After this spring, the time for the three-year covenant has arrived.

Meng Xilan thought about how to move next.

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On this day, Gao Fuli personally came to announce the decree, saying that the emperor renovated the Cining Palace in order to welcome the concubine back to the palace, and only after the end of the three-year prayer day, he would personally welcome the concubine back to the palace outside the Zhengyang Gate.

Meng Xilan knelt down to listen to the order, her eyes were fixed, and the expression on her face became very serious.

I knew that there would be such a day, but when I really came, I still felt uneasy.

Gao Fuli put away the Empress of the Holy Decree, and hurriedly knelt down to Meng Xilan and said hello: "Master, your hard days have finally passed. ”

Hard days...... Is it bitter here? She didn't feel bitter at all, but the day she returned to the palace made her feel even more entangled.

"Don't call me master. You are now the personal manager of the emperor's side, and you have only one master, and that is the emperor. ”

Gao Fuli's nose was sour when he heard this, he knelt still, and continued: "No, in the heart of the minion, you will always be the first master. ”

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "Get up." ”

When Gao Welfare got up, there were tears in his eyes: "Master, the slave is really happy for you." The emperor is also very happy, he has been waiting for you. ”

Speaking of this, he was a little speechless and stopped: "Although the emperor has not come to visit his master in the past two years, he has always been thinking about his master. Every month, I have to let people report the latest situation of my mother......"

Meng Xilan lowered her eyes slightly. "Since you're going back, Xiao Lizi, tell me all the new things in the palace."

"Yes." Gao Welfare sniffed, and only told the master all the big and small things in the past two years.

In today's harem, there are only two concubines with status. One is the Empress of Song, and her father is the tiger cavalry general Song Wenhao. The other is Concubine Wen, the daughter of Zhang Qi, the servant of the ministry.

One is the daughter of a military general with a strong personality, and the other is the daughter of a civil servant, who is introverted. Fighting in pairs is like ice encountering fire, and the enemy is on fire, and there is an undersurge.

When Meng Xilan heard half of it, she couldn't help frowning.

She clasped her hands together and whispered, "Amitabha." ”

Gao Fuli was stunned when he heard this, and was slightly surprised.

Meng Xilan waved her hand: "Forget it, don't listen." ”

Gao Fu lowered his head: "Is it too trivial for the minion to say it?" Are you upset to your master? ”

"No, it's just that I haven't listened to such intrigues for a long time, and I'm a little uncomfortable."

How can it not be annoying? Two women who are also unfavored, but they still have to fight in the nest, even if they win or lose, what is the use?

Gao Welfare was secretly a little worried when he heard this. Did the master stay in this temple for too long, so he became soft-hearted, this is absolutely unacceptable! However, the master is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, and he must know it in his heart.

Three years of calm and calm have made all the anger on Meng Xilan's body disperse, and even the abbot has told her that her eyes look different.

When she first came, Meng Xilan's eyes were slightly bright, flickering and dark, revealing an unknown helplessness and tiredness.

Today's Meng Xilan's eyes are as clear as water, and at a glance, people can see the peace and tranquility in her heart.

She had already begun to take off her armor and relax. Helpless, even if her heart is as calm as water, the wind and waves ahead will not be still because of her quietness.

The waves of fate are about to be set off again, and no one knows, who will win in the end this time?

On the first day of May, spring is bright.

The flowers on the mountain are blooming, and the mountains are full of life.

Meng Xilan took off her gray robe that had not changed for three years, curled up her ankle-length hair, drew her eyebrows and lips, and dressed up again.

At twenty-two years old, she was not much different when she was nineteen. It's just that if you look closely, there are still some differences, and the charm between the eyebrows and eyes has long been no longer faintly visible and childish.

The carriage back to the palace is at the bottom of the mountain.

Meng Xilan said goodbye to the abbot and the masters, and her steps were a little reluctant.

As soon as she left the temple gate, Zhulu's name for her also changed.

"Mother, watch your step."

Meng Xilan glanced at her and said lightly: "I did it according to the rules of the palace so quickly." ”

Zhulu bowed her head and said: "I haven't called for a long time, the slave and maid are afraid that they will be rusty when they return to the palace, and they will embarrass the master." ”

Meng Xilan held her hand, got into the carriage, and after she sat down, she said softly: "Yes, I should also call myself a mourner." ”

In the rest of her life, she will call herself like this.

Concubine Lan...... It's really a big name, but it's a pity that her age may not be able to suppress those newcomers in the harem.

Leaving from Fahua Temple to return to the palace, in addition to Gao Fuli personally accompanying him along the way, the Meng family also sent people over one after another.

Meng Xizhao is the first, and Meng Xiran is the second.

Meng Xilan looked at the swarthy and sturdy second brother, and was secretly surprised: "I haven't seen you for a long time, how can my brother seem to have changed as a person." ”

Meng Xiran replied: "Back to Niangniang's words, a few days ago, the minister followed the general to the outside of the Saiwai for a trip and gained a lot. ”

The general in his mouth refers to Chu Jingchuan.

Meng Xilan stared for a moment before saying, "Is he okay, General?" ”

"The general is all right, and besides, he will soon be married." Meng Xiran didn't know why, and when he mentioned this, his tone was a little hesitant.

Meng Xilan smiled faintly: "This is a good thing, the mourning family is very happy for him." ”

In his previous life, Chu Jingchuan delayed his life for her, but in this life, he finally opened his mind and knew that he was thinking about himself.

This sentence of "mourning family" made Meng Xiran's eyebrows move slightly, and his eyes showed a little helplessness.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, how are you doing?" Meng Xilan deliberately asked one more question.

Meng Xiran didn't answer directly this time, just nodded.

Meng Xilan's eyes softened and said, "After the mourning family returns to the palace, you can talk about your marriage." ”

Meng Xiran hesitated a little when she heard this, and then kowtowed to thank her: "Thank you Niangniang......

The three-year mourning is about to pass, and it is time for Zhou Youning to marry into the Meng family. She must have been waiting for this day.

After three years of practice, Zhou Youning didn't come to see her once, and the pimple in her heart hadn't disappeared, but during the New Year's holidays, she would send some palace people to send something over to show her affection.

Meng Xilan no longer expects her to be close to herself, she just hopes that she doesn't hate herself, just don't hate herself.