Chapter Seventy-Three: Where My Mother Ever Lived
I looked at them suspiciously, but I still rode carefully and saw my puzzlement, he explained: "Two days ago, Twilight Xue beat Heze. ”
I was shocked, but I had already guessed why Twilight Xue would fight Heze, the queen's words to me two days ago echoed in my ears again, Twilight Xue was dissatisfied with her because Heze harmed me in prison, but this matter, it was indeed wronged Heze.
At this time, Heze happened to walk over to this side, and she was followed by Ye Linghan. The two of them talked and laughed all the way, and they seemed very intimate and loving. Heze saw us first, she walked over with a lot of grace, and greeted us with a smile, "Aren't you still seated?" The banquet is about to begin. ”
"Let's talk casually" Liyan saluted her and replied: "Qingyi has been so busy in the past two days since she came back, she is always surrounded by people who care about her, and none of us have a chance to talk to her. ”
"Of course, I'm so happy that Sister Qingyi can return to the palace." Heze looked at me and smiled sweetly, not at all pretentious.
"Hmph, fake mercy!" Twilight glared at her and pouted, "Who are you pretending to show you like this?" ”
Heze's face immediately couldn't hang up, and people around him began to look at us constantly, I know that the matter of the three of us is now being spread by everyone, and we are on the cusp. I pulled Twilight and motioned for her to stop messing around.
He Ze didn't say anything, she smiled curtly, said goodbye to a few of us, and hurriedly opened the distance from us, and Ye Linghan immediately said goodbye to us politely, and followed He Ze to the banquet.
Twilight was immediately unhappy, muttering, "What the hell is this brocade guard doing?" When Sister Qingyi was in the cell, he was more anxious than anyone else, and he was in a hurry, so he didn't take Heze in his eyes at all. However, now, Sister Qingyi has finally redressed her grievances, and the two of them can finally achieve positive results, but he has instead stood on Heze's side! I really don't know what he thinks! Heze is the woman who hurt his sweetheart! ”
"Twilight!" He stopped her, and he looked at me because he was afraid that I would be sad. In fact, I was just surprised, when did the relationship between Ye Linghan and Heze become so close? Being looked at by him like this, I felt a little uncomfortable.
Qi Ming continued: "Qingyi, don't care, the matter of the three of you is now on the cusp, and because of this matter, Princess Heze's face has been lost, and at this time it is a big court meeting, and the whole world is staring at her and digesting it, if at this time, Ye Linghan abandons her and goes to make friends with you, how else will she be?" I'm afraid that Heze will become the laughing stock of others for the rest of his life. I think this is what the night lady thinks about as well. ”
What Qi Ming said makes a lot of sense, it should be like this. The queen said that Heze was willing to carry this black cauldron, she was to save me, if it weren't for this, how could she allow others to ruin her reputation like this. For her, I should be grateful, I raised my head to look at the backs of the two of them, they had already reached the end of the path, Ye Linghan suddenly turned around, just met my gaze, I could see his eyes looking at me from afar, deep and bright. Just for a moment, he turned his head again and walked forward with Heze.
My heart is already rippling. It's not too early, and it's time for me and them to sit down for the banquet.
The glazed banquet of the Great Dynasty Meeting is luxurious and elegant, and all the decorations and utensils are of the highest standard, which are specially prepared for this Great Dynasty Meeting. Glass cups, three-color disks, chopsticks with silver paper carvings, and even tableware are also unique, reflecting the unique style of Datang everywhere. I have never been interested in banquets, but I have not been idle, the princes and envoys of the tribes of the Northern Desert keep coming to toast, saying some polite and respectful words, I know how much my presence will deter them, but after all, this is a public place, and it is inconvenient for them to say anything directly. Thankfully, I can't speak now, otherwise I wouldn't have known how to deal with the myriad issues that come with this identity.
In the past two days of losing my voice, I can't help but feel pity and sorrow, but I have been glad for this many times, which is really strange enough.
The whole banquet orchestra is endless, and the queen mother is the main host, without any ambiguity, and the duties of the hostess are vividly played. But I can't drink enough, and after a few glasses of wine, I'm a little drunk at the moment. His face was a little red, he put down his glass and walked up to me, and after saying "follow me," he walked out by himself.
I was drunk for the most part, hesitated for a moment and glanced at the queen, she nodded, and I followed.
I followed the emperor, not knowing where he was going to take me, and the father-in-law next to me also kept his head down and did not communicate with me in the slightest.
"Since you woke up yesterday, I haven't been able to talk to you properly." The saint said, he didn't look back, and walked straight forward. "I think the last time I saw you was when you were born! I took the fourth prince to see you at that time, you have a small nose and small eyes, and you look unusually petite and fragile. ”
Of course, I don't have any memory of what he said, but his words made me feel warm. If someone says they've seen you when you were a year or two old, that feeling is one of dependence and trust that can be done as you please.
He stopped in front of a palace and looked up at the plaque hanging high on the door of the temple: Huayang Palace.
Where is this? I wondered.
"Come in with me!" As he spoke, he walked inward, and I followed him, while my father-in-law just stayed quietly outside the temple gate, and did not follow any more.
After the palace gate opened, I saw that the palace was silent, and there was no one. When I first entered the temple gate, it was a very small courtyard, and the leaves and peach petals in the courtyard fell to the ground, and it seemed that it had been left unattended for a long time, but the path leading to the house was clean, and it seemed that someone had cleaned it often.
Push the door to enter, from the appearance, this is a woman's bedroom, the room is not big, but it is very elegantly dressed. The white pear wood desk and tea table, and the vermilion chairs, although these objects are clean and tidy, they look much older, as if no one has touched them for a long time. The same white carved dresser, the bronze mirror on the table is still bright, and there are some hairpin jewelry scattered on the dresser, but it seems that the hostess here has just dressed up. In the southwest corner of the room, there is a large bed carved from Nan wood, and the white gauze curtain next to the bed hangs quietly. Next to the bed stands a silk screen, on which is embroidered a court woman with a cigarette on her eyebrows, and the words "The night of the heavenly steps is as cold as water, lying down to watch the morning glory Vega".
It seems that this is a young woman's bedroom, because the style of the room is not like the rich red or gold, but fresh and elegant white, which is the color of dreams that only young girls like.
"This is your mother's dormitory." The emperor looked at the pipa hanging on the wall and said to me.
What the? Mother's dormitory? This is where my mother lived before she left the cabinet?
I took a closer look here, it turned out that the bookcase, my mother used to write poems and paintings on it, the Nanmu bed is where my mother sleeps like a dream every night, and the dresser, did the former mother also dress up here to dress herself up as the most beautiful bride, and then married her father? Mother...... I seemed to be able to see her dressed in white, fluttering like a fairy, taking the pipa from the wall, and then said to me with a fond smile: "Come, Qingyi, mother will teach you ......"
However, my mother has been away from me for ten years, and for ten years, her voice and smile have appeared in my dreams, and when I wake up, my pillow will be half wet, and a fire will burn the entire holy palace, and I have not left any relics about my mother, but only the face of the world, in my mind.
But at this moment, I am standing here, standing in this place closest to my mother, everything here is hers, and I can feel her breath here......
I don't want to, the Holy One would keep my mother's palace for so long.
Knowing that I couldn't answer him anymore, the saint said to himself: "Before your mother left the pavilion, she lived here, I was still young at the time, she was the eldest sister, and she was the closest person between me and the fourth prince, and the two of us liked the most to come to her palace to make trouble for her, and once again broke her pipa, which made her unhappy...... Every stormy night, when we stayed here and didn't want to go back to our dormitory, my sister would tell us stories and put us to sleep. The two peach trees in front of the door were her favorites, but the four princes and I were naughty, and often picked off the leaves on the trees and the unripe peaches together, and over time, my sister did not talk about us, but asked us to mess around in the garden, but never allowed the leaves to mess up on the path in the yard. ”
Shengshang recalled, his eyes were warm, and he seemed to have returned to the time when he was a child: "At that time, the three of us were so happy, at that time, where did I and the fourth prince know what rights were, we just blindly liked my sister, so I played with her every day, but, my sister has grown up, she is more sensible than us, originally the daughter's family should be married, and all the responsibilities should be borne by the men in the family, but ...... But...... But my sister was born in the royal family, and she suffered so much for me...... I fought like a man, but I didn't understand anything at that time, and I couldn't help her at all......"
The saint's voice was a little choked, my nose was sore, and I had the urge to cry, I didn't know much about my mother's youth, and now when I heard the saint talk about it, I felt inexplicably sad and distressed.
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