The autumn wind swept up the golden leaves, stirring the copper bells of the eaves of the dormitory, and the copper bells made a crisp 'ding' sound with the wind, and the bells came into the temple, breaking the original indescribable silence in the hall.

On the big couch in the dormitory, there is a thin beauty in pink lying on her side, the beauty is holding a white snow cheek with one hand, her black hair is scattered on her shoulders, her eyes are smiling at the handsome man who is concentrating on painting after a few long days in front of the couch, and in the black and bright pupils of black jade, the obsession and love are deep, but they can't be dissolved.

"Little brother, the painting is not good, I won't give the silver. ”

Ye Ziyi on the couch stroked her long hair, fiddled with the silky hair in her hands, and looked at Gongzicheng, who was painting a few years later, with charming and disgusting eyes in her dark eyes, and her lazy style was straight to the heart.

"Nonsense. Gongzi replied to her, but the pen did not stop, he sketched her outline in great detail, the image of the canvas was reflected in his dark eyes, and his concentrated appearance made Ye Ziyi's heart move.

"People like the way you paint me. Ye Ziyi squeezed her eyes at him coquettishly, and Ami, who was waiting on the side, shuddered, and almost stood unsteadily and fell to the bottom of the platform.

"It's good to stay. Gongzicheng glanced at Ye Ziyi lightly, changed to a very thin white drawing pen, lightly dipped the thick ink in the stone inkstone, and traced her eyebrows.

"Aren't I waiting here, how honest. Ye Ziyi pinched the spun yarn of her skirt and pouted, very dissatisfied. "I'm so obedient, my husband doesn't even know how to praise me. ”

Gongzicheng ignored her, held the thin pen, and drew the outline of her eyebrows and eyes attentively.

"Mother!"

With this sweet and greasy call, Yongyi ran in from outside the hall, and his little legs staggered upside down in front of Ye Ziyi, holding the edge of the couch, holding her arm and little face on it, it was a lot of intimacy.

"Why did you come back so early? Didn't Mr. Qu give you a handout?" Ye Ziyi held Yongyi's little hand, looked at his beautiful little face, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

"Mr. said, but I learned quickly, and Mr. passed the school examination, so I was allowed to come to see my mother. Yongyi's little face was flushed, and his big deer-like eyes blinked, and he looked at Ye Ziyi with a sparkle of light. "Mother, you are really good-looking today, and I will always remember that I like my mother. ”

"Look at your little mouth is sweet, go, see for your mother, has your father drawn the charm of your mother. Ye Ziyi patted Yongyi's little face and pouted in the direction of Gongzicheng.

Yongyi smiled and nodded, turned around and took his little hand behind his back to his father's side, and craned his neck to look at the picture scroll on the case.

Gongzicheng painted very finely, depicting Ye Ziyi's willow eyebrows little by little, and the eyebrows were born on the canvas as if they were real, which simply imprinted Ye Ziyi's eyebrows on it.

Yongyi nodded again and again, turned sideways and smiled at Ye Ziyi on the couch. "Mother......

Seeing Ye Ziyi lying asleep on the couch, Yongyi was dumbfounded, a trace of sadness crossed his eyes, he walked back to the couch with a solemn expression, raised Ye Ziyi's head, laboriously pulled over the soft pillow to cushion her head, and got on the couch lightly, and carefully covered a thin quilt on Ye Ziyi's body.

After doing all this, Yongyi climbed down, sat on the footstool and leaned on the edge of the couch to stare at Ye Ziyi's shallow face, his big eyes were reluctant to blink, and after a while, a layer of mist floated.

"Father, my mother is sleeping more and more. Yongyi spoke softly, his voice choked, and his heart ached when he heard it. "If you go on like this, will you not wake up for a long time?"

"You don't have to pay attention to that. Gongzicheng was still painting, his pen was very fine outlining Ye Ziyi's smiling eyes, and there was tenderness in his dark eyes.

However, Yongyi didn't want to lose his mother, nor did he want to lose his father. Yongyi blinked, and crystal tears slid down his little white and red face and dripped onto the edge of Nanmu's couch.

Childe was stunned, he picked up the pen, looked at the eyebrows and eyes carefully drawn on the canvas, and said lightly. "Didn't my father let you learn how to govern the country? With your uncle to help you, if you have any difficulties, just ask the soup. ”

"Uh......h I knew, I knew my father would leave me and my brother behind. Yongyi wiped her tears, turned her head sideways with her small mouth, and whispered in an accusatory tone. "My mother has left Yongyi for five years, and my father has left my brother for nine years, and now, are you going to abandon my two brothers together......?" I want my mother! I want my father......!

Gongzi Cheng put down the brush, lowered his face, and said in a low voice. "Yongyi, your mother is resting, do you want to wake her up?"

Yongyi wiped away her tears, turned her head to look at Ye Ziyi, who was still asleep, sniffed, stood up and walked to Gongzicheng's side, lowered her head and choked up. "Father, save your mother. ”

Seeing his son's aggrieved and sad appearance, Gongzicheng tilted his head slightly, his throat moved, he secretly took a deep breath, stretched out his big hand and rubbed it on the top of Yongyi's head, and said softly. "Yongyi, if you can save your mother, don't you already know?"

Yongyi was stunned, he raised his little head, looked at Gongzicheng with big red and swollen eyes, and looked at his gentle appearance, he grinned and cried out with a 'wow'.

Maybe it's been too long since I've seen Yongyi crying, Gongzicheng was stunned, hurriedly bent down and picked up Yongyi, who was crying, and walked out of the dormitory quickly.

Outside the hall, Gongzi Cheng put Yongyi on the ground, squatted in front of him and looked at him, holding his small shoulders and saying with a solemn face. "Yongyi, do you know that crying in the temple just now will disturb your mother?"

Yongyi sobbed and nodded, wiping tears and crying. "The child knows, Father, the child is wrong, the child is ...... Whoa, whoa......"

Before he finished speaking, Yongyi cried again, this time he cried even more sadly, completely unscrupulous, the cry was helpless and sad, so that everyone who listened to it couldn't help crying.

"Yongyi!" Gongzi Cheng drank in a deep voice, Yongyi suppressed his crying and looked at him with a small hiccup, seeing that he was about to cry again, Gongzicheng stared at his eyes tightly and lowered his voice slightly. "Yongyi, you are the prince of Daqi, how can you lose your demeanor?"

"Father, father, children don't want manners, children want mothers!" Yongyi sobbed, his body trembled slightly, and his helpless and pitiful appearance was like an abandoned puppy.

"Isn't your mother here, what are you crying about?" although Childe's tone was strong, he finally softened.

"Mother, mother, mother is going to die, father, the child wants to save his mother, but I can't find Wu Ji, I heard the people of the Wind Pavilion say, said that if you want to see that witch, you have to have a fateful person, father, I can't find him, is it not a fateful person? What should my mother do? How can I save her? Woo...... I don't want my mother to die......"

Yongyi raised his sleeves and wiped his tears, wiping his white little face red, Gongzi Cheng didn't know how to comfort him, just squatted in front of him and watched him cry, very helpless.

Yongyi was crying sadly, and suddenly the sound of carriages and horses came from far away from outside the courtyard, and after a while, a carriage with the logo of the county lord's mansion came quickly, and it rushed to the door of the dormitory before it stopped in a hurry.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Ah Fu got out of the carriage, and he didn't need to be handed a footstool by others, he jumped on the wheel, and landed firmly on the ground.

Seeing Yongyi crying at the gate of the hall, Ah Fu's face turned white, and he didn't care about saluting Gongzicheng, so he rushed into the hall with an eager face and rushed straight to Ye Ziyi's couch.

Looking at Ye Ziyi, who was lying on the couch and breathing lightly, Ah Fu exhaled a little weakly, he carefully took out a round white jade box from his arms and put it in the corner of the couch, turned around and walked out of the hall, to see Yongyi who was still crying.

"Isn't Mother good, Yongyi, why are you crying?" Ah Fu stepped forward, rubbed Yongyi's little head, and chuckled. "You child, why do you only know how to cry when something happens? I thought that something had happened to my mother, which scared me into a cold sweat. ”

"Uh......h Big brother!" Yong Yi saw that it was Ah Fu, and immediately hugged him firmly, and cried even more sadly on his chest.

Ah Fu patted Yongyi's back and smiled. "Why are you so sad to see me come back?"

"Uh......h Big brother, mother, mother...... Yongyi, Yongyi wants to save his mother, woo woo wow...... "Yongyi's little face was stuffed in Ah Fu's arms, and he cried again.

"Okay, with the eldest brother here, I won't let my mother have anything to do, don't cry, wake up my mother for a while, won't it make her sad with you?" Ah Fu coaxed Yongyi, patted his little head very gently. "Yongyi, shall we go in and accompany my mother? Don't cry, it is unfilial piety to make my mother sad, that is, my mother does not care, and my brother will punish you. ”

"Hmm. Yongyi nodded, raised his little head, and twitched with his red and swollen eyes. "Big brother, never forget to cry, with my brother here, my mother will definitely be saved!"

"Well, it will be!" Ah Fu nodded affirmatively, raised his sleeve to wipe the tears and snot on Yongyi's face, pinched his red nose and smiled. "Look at you like this, our Ye family's sons, we can't tolerate cowards, and we are not allowed to shed tears at every turn in the future. ”

"I know, eldest brother, Yongyi will cry this time, he will be a husband who stands up to the sky in the future, and he will definitely be the same as the eldest brother!" Yongyi nodded vigorously, blinking at Ah Fu with two rabbit eyes, and his attitude was very firm.

"Okay, let's guard my mother together!" Ah Fu smiled and took Yongyi's little hand. "Let's go, let's go in with my mother and pray for her!"

"Hmm!" Yongyi wiped the tears from his face, took a deep breath, and squeezed Ah Fu's hand with a small hiccup, and followed him into the dormitory.

From beginning to end, Gongzi Cheng, who was squatting on the side, ignored the two brothers thoroughly, and saw the two little ones entering the hall talking and chatting, Gongzi Cheng stood up helplessly, exhaled softly, and looked at the yellow and purple Kikuta in the courtyard and thought.

This Gongzi Cheng was looking at the chrysanthemum with his hands behind his back and pondering, and a Tsing Yi guard suddenly walked into the small courtyard of the dormitory, and the guard arrived in front of Gongzi Cheng, bowed down, and stepped forward and whispered.

"Your Majesty, the matter of Qiu Ji has been investigated. ”