Before the ink dye came, the courtyard of my mother and I was very deserted. My father rarely came to see my mother, only on the birthday of the queen or the imperial grandmother, and my mother and I sat at a very far distance from the banquet, and at that time I could see my father from a distance. He was tall and majestic, but his eyes never stayed on me.

In fact, I am very glad that such a gentleman gave me the homework, even if I didn't memorize it. will not be like the second brother and the third brother who are trembling and being inspected by their father. However, if my father is willing to come to my mother's and my courtyard with my favorite cherry blossom cheese, I can also recite my newly learned poems to him.

When I thought like this, my mother seemed to guess my thoughts, and while she inserted the white pear blossom into the jade vase with a long neck, she said to me, "An'er, your father is the emperor of the world, and all the people of the world are the people of your father." So your father is very busy, if An'er thinks that he is negligent of us, we must also learn to be considerate of your father. Then the concubine scooped a spoonful of water and slowly poured it into the long-necked jade bottle.

Until the ink dye came. Most of my attention shifted to ink dyeing.

I don't know what method my mother used, but Mo Dye is finally willing to eat with my mother and me. It's just that he eats very little, and there is a trace of alienation in his sad eyes.

The concubine looked at Mo Ran, who didn't want to be close to us, and looked up at us and said, "Xiao Ran, An'er, do you want to go horseback riding?" ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, and the mother concubine slowly put her hand on Mo Ran's head, "Xiao Ran, I heard that the grass outside the plug is extremely green, and it is endless." When you grow up in the future, take me and An'er to see it, okay? ”

Ink Dye nodded.

The concubine smiled softly at the ink dye.

For as long as I can remember, it was the first time my mother had taken us to the racecourse. It was also the first time that the mother concubine changed into riding clothes, removed the bead ring, and tied up her long hair. Such a mother concubine is less gentle and more heroic on weekdays.

At that time, I didn't know that the concubine was just doing this to make Mo Ran happier in the deep palace, she was a soft and kind person, and she was as knowledgeable and polite as all the ladies, gentle and gentle.

Ink Dye sat at the front of the horse, I held Ink Dye, and the mother held me. We galloped on the horse farm.

At that time, the horse farm was huge, and I couldn't imagine what the endless grassland would look like.

On the vast horse farm, the mother concubine pulled the reins and tightly protected us to her chest, and Mo Ran and I smiled happily and shouted, "Mother, hurry up", and at that carefree age, I never knew how much pain my mother in the deep palace endured.

The person who was bowed down by everyone, he gave an order, and the mother concubine was stuffed into the palace by his parents as a gift, and she accepted her fate, but he hugged her and said that he liked her, and was extremely gentle and pampered to her. Let her indulge in the beauty he tells. Finally, when she worships him as a god and is willing to be attached to his feet. She only discovered that her supreme love was just a storm with him, and it was just a moment of freshness. Later, more beautiful and moving women were admitted to the palace. He rarely came.

A person like an abandoned woman stays alone in a deserted palace, digesting a heartbreak about himself alone, watching the person who once said love to himself, and now he has spoken to others, and the sweetness of happiness with others. And she, not qualified to ask why? Even sometimes she wants him to push open the door and walk in, hug her and tell her about his love for her, but she is only accompanied by endless dark nights, and everything can only be resigned.

A month ago, the vassal king rebelled and came to the city. It was his father who fought for him in front of the city until he took his last breath. At last they were victorious, and they celebrated together, and as they staggered, he asked her what reward she wanted. She wants her father back, even if the war is lost, even if the country changes hands. She hoped that her father would survive safely. It's just that she can't say that she still has An'er, a mother, and a brother. She said that she wanted to raise the child who had lost her father and was detained in this child, and that she had lost the same person she (he) relied on and loved them the most in that war.

There is a kind of person in this world, she was born to live for her parents, for her husband, and for her children.

And the mother concubine is this kind of person. At this moment, she tied her hair and hugged us, swallowing all her sorrows with tears. So much so that the mother concubine in my memory has always been smiling warmly, like a beautiful white pear blossom that is not infected by the world.

It wasn't until a long, long time later that I learned about my grandfather and understood my father's neglect of my mother. That's when I became extremely afraid of the dark. I've always wanted to go back to that day on the horse farm.

On that day, on the horse farm with blue sky and white clouds, the mother hugged me, Mo Ran and I laughed in the arms of the mother concubine, the mother held us tightly and gently read "An'er", the tone was very warm and full of spoiling.

And when my mother knew that she was pregnant with me, it was when she was disheartened with her father, and I came suddenly, and my mother was a light in the darkness that allowed my mother to survive the most difficult months. And because of the sudden death of my grandfather, my mother turned all the cruelty she suffered into love for me.