As soon as he entered the door, Xia Yuan smelled a strong smell of medicine.

The queen was sitting at the head of the bed at this time, watching Xia Yuan walk in from the door.

Her expression looked calm, and she didn't know if it was a sudden relief, or if she was reluctant to show her emotions, Xia Yuan didn't know, he couldn't read her expression.

He moved the chair to the side of the bed and sat down: "Mother, how do you feel physically?" ”

"It's much better, and it worries you." The queen smiled softly at Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan looked at the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and for some reason there was a sudden sour feeling in her heart.

"Well, that's good."

The two fell into silence at the same time, there was some embarrassment in the air, Xia Yuan looked at the ground, he didn't know what to say for a while, he could feel that the queen's gaze had been staying on his body, it was a kind of gaze that made people feel scrutinized, as if they wanted to see through all his thoughts, even if he knew that the queen would not have such thoughts, but he still had a feeling of sitting on pins and needles, which was really a little difficult!

Gotta say something, hurry up and say something.

"Mother."

"Obuchi."

Xia Yuan raised his head, but he didn't expect the two of them to speak at the same time, and they were both stunned.

"Mother, let's talk first." Xia Yuan didn't really think about what to say to the queen, for some reason, he just wanted to call her.

When Xia Yuan was very young, because of a medical accident, he never saw his mother again, and his impression of his mother was only the black and white photo hanging in the mourning hall.

Since when did the queen's shadow gradually merge with his mother, and he even felt for a moment that if his mother was still alive in this world, she must be a gentle but strong person like the queen.

"Xiao Yuan, don't have an accident, my mother is only you now."

"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely be by your side."

"The queen mother's physical condition is getting worse and worse, the imperial doctor said, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter, your father and the emperor, you must not tell the queen mother, I'm afraid she will know that her body will be even more unbearable."

"yes, I see."

"Xiao Yuan, in the future, the burden of the entire Xia Dynasty will fall on you."

"yes, I know."

"Don't carry everything by yourself in the future, but don't burn your body like your father."

"yes, I know."

"Don't put pressure on yourself to do all the government affairs, let them share some of it with you, otherwise you will have to raise a group of them to eat white rice."

"yes, I know."

"My mother used to be just a singer, and she didn't know how to govern the country, except for singing, she didn't know anything, but she was favored by your father for a lifetime, he never disliked my background, and insisted on making me the queen, what a good person...... Mother shouldn't be able to help you in the future, you have to hurry up and let her stay by your side. ”

"Mother......" The queen's words made Xia Yuan a little uncontrollable for a while, and he got up and hugged the queen, since he came here, he has become more and more uncontrollable emotions, too many feelings, which he has never felt before, at this moment, he just wants to be willful for the last time.

"How can you still be like a child when you're such a big person?" The queen gently patted Xia Yuan's back, obviously smiling, but tears kept sliding down the corners of her eyes.

The Song family has not been a bureaucratic family since the beginning, nor is it a "big businessman", just a small family that has made a lot of money by selling salt, when the queen is still the little daughter of the Song family, her name is Song Qing, although she is young, her appearance is incomparable to a radius of hundreds of miles, like a heavenly immortal descending to earth, unrefined and unstained, and all the beautiful words in the world are a little overshadowed in front of her.

In such clear eyes, the filth of the land of fireworks is reflected.

The Song family was beheaded all over the house.

This is something that Song Qing didn't know, he was still lying on his bed before closing his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, he was lying in a strange place.

"Yo, you're awake." The door was opened from the outside, and an almost suffocating smell of rouge pollen hit her nostrils.

A woman with her face painted almost snow-white sat on the edge of Song Qing's bed.

"Who are you, why do I sleep here, my father and mother?"

"Looks like you don't know yet, do you? You have been sold into our Listening Rain Pavilion, and you will be our person in the future, you can call me Mother Sheng. ”

"Nonsense, how could I be sold into this kind of fireworks land, you get out of the way, I'm going to find my father and mother." Song Qing's voice was very cold, and his face was calm that did not match his age.

"It's the father and mother you want to see the most, and I sent you to us with my own hands, oh, that's right." As if he suddenly remembered something, the old bustard took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Song Qing's hand, "See for yourself." ”

"What is this?" Song Qing took the envelope from the old bustard's hand and opened it with half a doubt.

"Your father's letter to you."

[Qing'er, when you read this letter, your mother and I should no longer be in this world, you don't have to hate anyone, you want to blame, blame us for not having the opportunity to see the day you get married, listen to Yuge's mother, is an old friend between me and your mother, only by handing you over to her, can we sleep underground with peace of mind.] ]

They didn't say what happened, and they seemed to have deliberately told the old bustard, no matter how Song Qing asked, she repeated the same three words: I don't know.

"You go and learn to sing with your sister Huan."

"Singing? I don't want to sing. ”

"If you sing well, I'll tell you all."

Stop being perfunctory, okay?

Song Qing fell in love with singing from that moment.

She moved a small bench, sat on the bench and held her chin, looked at Sister Huan in a fiery robe on the stage, posed, and waited for her voice to open.

The song "Farewell My Concubine" was deeply reflected in her heart, and the sonorous lyrics, even if she was the only one in the audience, she had to sing the play to the end of the song, and at that moment, she felt that this was what she wanted to be. A longing from the soul.

A small seed was buried in Song Qing's heart, and the gears of fate gradually merged.

"From the beginning of the play, it will be sung to the end, even if there is no one in the audience, it can't stop halfway."

This is the first sentence that Sister Huan taught Song Qing, and it is also the words engraved in her bones.

Eight years later, Song Qing stood on the stage for the first time, looking down, all kinds of voices came into her ears, some drinking wine and talking nonsense, and some hugging the woman next to her and saying filthy words...... It's just that everyone's eyes didn't stay on the stage.

It's false to say not to be nervous.

But when the introduction sounded, Song Qing felt that he was integrated with the opera, so there was no tension.

This was also the first time Xia Huai, who was still the prince at the time, saw Song Qing. Xia Huai, who is used to spending time and drinking, has the idea of wanting to live with a person for the first time. The wine in her hand suddenly became tasteless, and the soft and delicate beauty in her arms also lost her temptation at that moment, and her eyes were full of only the woman on the stage, and she could no longer tolerate others.

"Qing'er, I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Your Majesty...... Qing'er doesn't deserve it. ”

"My queen can only be you."