Although Jimo said in the secret letter that he was only temporarily living in Tongguan Town, three years have passed, not only has he not left, but he has also accepted many people who come to join the army because of the prestige of the god of war.

The March breeze made people warm and comfortable, and the oncoming sunlight mixed with the first drizzle after the sting fell sporadically on Le Zhengyu's shoulder, she didn't move, just stared into the distance.

It is said that time can take away all the dislikes, but her Mo'er is only two and a half years old, how can she protect herself, how can she survive! Although it has been three years, she knows that her Mo'er is still alive, maybe he has grown taller, maybe he will forget himself and the world.

Jimo has established a lot of power in Tongguan Town in the past three years, the two of them are busy all day, but they never easily touch the scars in their hearts, Qi'er stood under the corridor, watching the master start to look at the sky again, that magic, three years like a day, as long as the prince is not there, she will be like this, sadness is surrounded by her, no one can get close.

Unconsciously, her tears fell again, she was still so sad that she couldn't let go, the princess was even more sad!

"Sister, why are you crying? Sister, did something happen? ”

The new little girl looked at Qi'er, who had a lot of status by the princess's side on weekdays, looking at her tears and crying silently, the little girl was frightened, she didn't know that a person like Qi'er who was comparable to an ordinary lady in all the maids, would still be sad and unhappy.

In their eyes, it would be very good to be able to come in to the Wang's Mansion, Lao Tzuniang at least had a way to live outside, and the family was counting on her little monthly routine, just like that, she couldn't sleep happily.

The new maid has only been recruited in the past few years, and it is not an exaggeration to know many matters in the palace of Shi Yu in the capital.

"It's okay, it's just that the wind and sand are blind, let's go to work!" Qi'er didn't want to explain anything, she smiled and wiped her tears, and said to the little girl kindly.

At night, Jimo was busy with the day's affairs, reaching out to hug the increasingly thin woman, her body was so thin that it seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, she was not happy in the past three years, and he also knew that he was not!

Thinking that Le Zhengyu's breathing was gradually stabilizing and he was already asleep, Ji Mo Yu sighed low and said softly: "Yu'er, don't be sad!" ”

Le Zhengyu, who was originally asleep, seemed to be disobedient and involuntary at the moment, blurring everything in front of her, she couldn't help herself from crying, and buried her head deep in Jimo's arms.

Sorrow has always been hidden in the heart, and once the floodgates are opened, it will pour out like a flood that has gathered for many days, rushing down.

Her body trembled, his hands trembled, but he hugged the person in his arms tighter, she couldn't hold back any longer, almost wanted to cry loudly, but had to bite the man's shoulder, tears wet the thin placket.

Let's vent! That's good, like a normal mother who has lost a child, just cry out loud! He will carry everything, including the grief of losing his beloved son.

She whimpered and sobbed in his arms, as if she wanted to cry out all the bone-eating thoughts and sorrows that had tormented her day and night for the past three years, such a broken liver and intestines, such self-blame and guilt.

Ziyi, who was standing outside the house, also burst into tears when she heard the grief-stricken cry in the room, she bit her fist tightly, afraid of making a sound, but muttered in a low voice: "Princess... Princess.."

He knew that she was difficult to accept for a while, and he knew that she deliberately forced a smile in front of others, but he didn't know that it was so sad and unbearable, even more difficult to let go than three years ago.

Three years ago, when she learned that her son had not arrived in Tongguan Town, and now he did not know where to go, after they searched all the places, the only belief in her heart no longer existed, she was overwhelmed, she did not think about tea and dinner, and finally fainted.

For a whole year, she was unconscious, lying in bed all day long, like a living dead, watching her body deteriorate, no matter how she called, she just didn't respond.

Jimo took care of him at the bedside all day long, turned over and wiped his back, meticulously, he used his internal strength to maintain her weak breathing, and he was taking care of his daily life alone, occasionally Ziyi and Qi'er saw that the prince's eyes were bloodshot, and when they couldn't stand it, they begged him to rest, and in addition, they would never fake it from the hands of others.

In the end, I don't know if it was Jimo's true feelings that moved God, that day, when Jimo was lying on the bedside and falling asleep, Le Zhengyu's clear eyes opened, and she reached out to touch Jimo's face.

"Hell, Mo'er is not dead, he is not dead!" She shouted hoarsely several times, but in the eyes of everyone, the princess was too sad and unwilling to accept the facts, but she knew that she had returned to modern times in a coma, and saw that the little child had grown up, so endearing, handsome and immaculate that others were shocked.

"Yu'er, I know that our Mo'er is not dead, but she can't come back to see us for the time being, I know." Jimo patted her thin back and gently comforted her.

He couldn't stand to lose her like he did three years ago, he survived the long night alone, only looking at her all the time, even if she was lying on the bed like that and couldn't speak, couldn't open her eyes, it was real, and it was within his reach.

But when he closed his eyes, it seemed that there was no more, he seemed to have lost everything, he had lost his son, and he could no longer lose her, that is, Mo Yu's hands trembled even more.

This is the first time she is willing to take the initiative to talk to Jimo about her life in modern times, she tells him that in another time and space, there are tools faster than horses, there are no wars, no deaths, everyone is equal...

In the next few days, Le Zhengyu, who thought she was going to be safe, once again launched a high fever, and the high fever did not go away for several days, and she lost her mind.

Sitting on the bed, she either cried or laughed, always so suddenly, Jimo asked all the doctors, but there was no way to treat it, all said that it was a heart disease and needed heart medicine.

It was a starry night when the moon was full, Jimo coaxed her to calm down, reached out to untie her clothes, and it went well at first, but when he felt that the time was right, he said to her: "Yu'er, let's have another child!" ”

As soon as she said this, she immediately screamed like a cat with her tail stepped on: "Don't, then Mo'er will blame me, he will blame me, he will be sad, he will blame me..."

"Le Zhengyu, you can see clearly, this is the Wangwang Mansion, you are the princess, you have your own responsibilities, Mo'er is dead, he will never return to us again, you have to face the reality, Mo'er is dead!"

This is the first time since they met, Jimo has scolded her like this, no matter how cruel and ruthless she is in front of others, she is a gentle and humble gentleman in front of her, this time Jimo is really poor in donkey skills, and there is nothing to do.

"Sister, what should I do? The princess has annoyed the princess! Qi'er trembled with fright, her hands tightly grabbed Ziyi's arm, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Yes, the princess still angered the prince after all, even if she is a good-tempered person, she can't stand so many years of entanglement! It's entanglement!

The princess has endured more, the prince has endured more, and he didn't even deal with the injuries he suffered on the battlefield, and he focused on the princess, hoping that she would let go of the past as soon as possible and live a good life.

"Qi'er, let's go! This is something we can't control, as long as the prince doesn't come back for a day, the princess and the prince will not stop for a day, this is torturing each other! Ziyi spoke, stretched out his hand and pulled Qi'er away.

The eastern sky began to whiten, that is, Mo Yu sat alone in the study all night, and after he left angrily, he never went back, perhaps as Ziyi said, they could never go back to the original way.

"Qi'er, comb your hair. Purple, changing clothes. Le Zhengyu appeared at the door with a faint expression, and the door was opened, dissipating the gloom of the room.

The two girls looked at the strange princess in front of them blankly, "Wang.. Concubine, you.." Qi'er spoke up, but she didn't know what to say.

Did the princess let herself comb her hair? That's right, the princess should have combed her hair, but the princess hasn't allowed herself to comb her hair for a long time, and now... Qi'er couldn't sort out the chaos in her mind, and Ziyi said yes, and hurriedly pulled Qi'er in.

"Mo'er is dead!" Le Zhengyu suddenly said such a sentence, so frightened that Qi'er almost pulled Le Zhengyu's hair.

The purple clothes who picked out the clothes next to him were also hand-in-hand, and they were coming again, every day was like this, but the prince was guarding here before, and the princess was going to talk nonsense again, and the two maids were worried in their hearts, ready to meet the princess's upcoming storm.

"This princess, and her own affairs, just pick light clothes! Save yourself the hassle. Le Zhengyu still spoke, not paying attention to the eyes of the two maids.

I thought that the princess was going to be in trouble again, but who knew that everything seemed to have returned to the days when she was in the dilapidated courtyard of the General's Mansion, and it was also such a conversational without scruples, think about it, they lived at that time, how happy they were!

Time flies, taking away a lot, and the people who once fought against Le Zhengyu seem to have received retribution, and the end is miserable, but their lives are not as free and easy as in the past, what has changed!

Le Zhengyu seems to have become normal, and it seems that he is very busy all day, going out early and returning late, although he will go back to the house every night to rest, but it is the dead of night, I am afraid that only the forbidden army who has changed shifts has not slept yet.

The candles in the house were burning, wax tears were dripping on the candlesticks, and gradually piled up a regular hill, Jimo was reading at the table, Le Zhengyu walked in from the door, she was happy and coquettish, sat in Jimo's arms, reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, and leaned over to offer her seductive red lips.

Jimo Yu's eyes darkened, and he picked her up horizontally, strolled with long legs, and entered the account.

"Hell, let's have a baby!" The panting Le Zhengyu said softly under the man.

The voice was blurry, that is, Mo Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and in the red tent, there was a sway, and the spring light in the room appeared.