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He sat on the bed like that, wearing a clean and refreshing robe, and when he saw her, he still smiled as before, stretched out his hand, pointed to the chair beside him, and gestured, "Sit." [No pop-ups. 】”

She sat down stunned, her eyes looking at him, tears rolling in her eyes, but she didn't dare to cry, just blindly biting her lip, controlling herself, and not letting herself cry.

"Yushu, in the future, I will have to work hard for you." He looked at her and spoke the words very calmly, slowly but clearly. On the tray of the small ones, there are two old ginsengs, most of which are gone. He gasped slightly, glanced at Yong'er lovingly, and said softly, "I'm not a qualified father. ”

Yushu was so scared, she had never been so scared in her life. She suddenly grabbed her husband's arm boldly, and said so stupidly: "Lord, no, it can't be like this. ”

Xuan Mo smiled, his face was pale, his eye sockets were deep, and he was already so thin that he lost his appearance.

"Lord, you can't do this." This simple woman, not knowing what else she could say, just shook her head vigorously, grabbed her husband's wrist, and said over and over again, "No, can't be like this." ”

The night breeze pushed open the window little by little, and the cold candle flame was almost blown out by the wind several times, and the breath outside was so cold, blowing from the north, faintly carrying the fragrance of autumn chrysanthemum.

She vaguely remembered joking and frolicking with her sisters when she was younger, and several sisters fantasizing about their future husbands together. Some people say that they want to be a champion of poetry and writing, some people say that they want a general with extraordinary martial arts, and some people say that they want to be born in a noble family. Only she thought about it for a long time, and finally was forced to be helpless by her sisters, so she said in a hurry: "As long as it's good to me." ”

Just be nice to me.

She has always been such a humble person, even her own sister dislikes her for having no ambitions, but so what, at least, she will not be greedy, depressed, or complaining. Her wishes are simple, but they are also easy to achieve, and her life is monotonous, but it is more peaceful and happy.

But at this moment, she suddenly didn't even want this last thing at all.

She grabbed Xuanmo's hand and said tremblingly: "Lord Wang, the old prince is gone, you can divorce me." I know that the prince doesn't like me, and the prince has someone else in his heart. I don't want anything now, as long as the prince is alive, as long as you live, it doesn't matter if you divorce me. ”

At that moment, all the wind and rain seemed to suddenly stop, and the general, who had returned from a hundred battles, was stunned in the persistent eyes of this simple woman. A trace of sourness was born from the bottom of his heart, years of stubbornness and persistence turned into ashes at this moment, the years were like a turbulent river, drowning his obsession for so many years, covering the ocean of guilt, and condensing into a sigh at the last moment of his life.

After many years of marriage, he finally reached out and hugged his wife for the first time, and sighed apologetically: "Yushu, I have failed you." ”

Yushu leaned into this strange embrace, and was stunned for a while.

So much forbearance, so much self-control, so much self-comfort, so much self-deception, she has always thought that she is virtuous enough, has always thought that she is extremely virtuous, and has always thought that she is not sad or sad.

However, everything finally collapsed in such a simple sentence, in such a simple embrace.

It turned out that there were no grievances, it turned out that there were no disappointments, and it turned out that there were no extravagances and fantasies.

It's just that she has been pressing it all down so deep and deep.

Suddenly, she burst into tears, and she couldn't stop crying.

For the first and last time in her life, Yushu leaned into her husband's arms and wept bitterly.

After saying those words, Xuan Mo passed away, walking peacefully and calmly, like an ink painting.

On the second day, after learning the news of the death of Prince Xuan, Emperor Yan, who was already preparing to leave the city, temporarily changed his route and went straight to King Xuan's mansion. The young and cold emperor was dressed in a black robe, standing in front of Xuanmo's spirit for a long time, and all the people around him who came to pay tribute were so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound, only he, like a stone statue, did not leave for a long time.

After that, there was a series of canonizations, a series of honors. However, after all, it has nothing to do with her, this heart is dead, let the world be purple and red, and in her eyes, it is a vast white land after all. The carriage walked slowly on the official road, passed through the bustling street market, walked past the lively crowd, exited the Zhenhuang city gate, and marched to the southeast. The noise faded away, the green hills were covered with snow, the wild grass was swaying, the sky was gray, and occasionally a detached wild goose flew by, making a sad wail, and quietly swept over the sky.

Yong'er leaned on Yushu's arms, drowsy, the carriage was warm, and the cotton curtain was very thick, blocking the cold outside. Yushu hugged the child, patted his back one by one, and unconsciously hummed the nursery rhyme he had heard in his childhood, time walked very slowly, but the road under his feet was extraordinarily long.

"Princess, there is a tea shop in front, do you want to come down and rest?" Jiang Wu followed the carriage with the guards of the Xuanwang Mansion, wearing a low-key gray mink fur jacket, rubbing his hands, and leaned over and asked.

The curtain moved slightly, the cold wind blew on his face, Yushu frowned, looked up at the sky, and said, "Let's hurry up, I think it's going to snow this day, don't be blocked on the road." ”

"Yes." Jiang Wu agreed, and then said, "Hongchuan is cold in this place, if we are pregnant with Song, the lotus flower has not been thanked at this time." ”

"Mother?" Yong'er rubbed her eyes, her face was red, she was blown by the wind, and she was also a little more energetic, and asked with a wrinkled little nose, "Have you arrived?" ”

Yushu glanced out, then nodded, "It's almost there." ”

Yushu has not been to many places in his life, and the first time he left home in his life was from Huaisong to Zhenhuang, all the way, following tens of thousands of Huaisong royal nobles, leaving his hometown and coming to this cold and strange land.

The scene at that time, to put it nicely, was that Huai Song obeyed the mandate of heaven, returned to Dayan, and became a subordinate prince of Dayan. However, everyone knows that in addition to the eldest princess Nalan Hongye, only a few daughters left by the former emperor and a dying little emperor are left in the Huaisong Nalan clan, and the incense is not sustainable at all. This so-called prince is just an ornament. After a hundred years of the eldest princess, Huai Song was inevitably given the surname "Yan" after all.

However, it may have been good to get such a result, and among the Three Kingdoms at that time, Huai Song's land area was the smallest, not even one-tenth of that of Great Xia. Despite its proximity to the coast and its prospering commerce, it lacked the necessary military equipment such as iron ore and war horses, and its armed forces were always at the bottom of the three kingdoms. Because of the mutual checks and balances between Bian Tang and Great Xia, Huai Song was able to stand in the cracks for a hundred years, once the Great Xia or Bian Tang regime collapsed, the first thing the victor had to do was to take Huai Song to the knife.

In the troubled times of that year, the internal regime of Huai Song was unstable, the land of Bian and Tang was divided into two, the state institutions collapsed, Great Xia was torn apart, the civil war was endless, and the Yanbei Iron Cavalry went out of the customs and swept across the Central Plains. Huai Song had no ability to maintain the situation of the Three Kingdoms, no army to take the opportunity to occupy the territory of other countries, and no stable local regime. And the facts have also proved that the eldest princess's strategy is indeed wise, even if the country has become a subordinate, but the people and officials of the Song State have almost not been affected by the war, and the royal family and the imperial court have no losses, and the officials of the Song State also have a very high status in the new dynasty, far from the remnants of Great Xia, located at the last level of the empire.

The people don't care who is the emperor, as long as they have clothes to wear, food to eat, and land to plant, no one will care whether their own king Laozi is surnamed Yan or Nalan. However, there are still some people who can't accept it. Yushu still remembers the day he left Huaisong, many scholars ran to the royal family's convoy to block them, and after being scolded by the soldiers, some people even poured oil on themselves and set them on fire, and died.

To this day, Yushu still remembers that scene vividly, the fire was blazing, and the man screamed and called the name of King Xuan. The others also fell to the ground and cried, saying that if Prince Xuan was still there, he would never let the country be handed away by ignorant women and children.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and now under the governance of Dayan, such voices have gradually subsided, and the man who was once regarded as the savior by the people of the Great Song Dynasty is becoming less and less mentioned. Even on the day of his death, only they, orphans and widows, are left, and they will leave the city early in the morning and travel dozens of miles to worship.

After taking the car for half a day, I finally arrived at Yanxi Mountain, where the mountain is steep and the carriage cannot go up. Yushu wore a white fur cloak, pulled Yong'er out of the car, and the people carried the soft sedan chair, she sat on it, and the sedan chair swayed and swayed, and climbed up step by step along the stone steps.

Because the snow is very thick, people walk very slowly. Yong'er came to the spirit at this time, lifted the sedan curtain and looked out curiously from time to time.

There is a ruined temple halfway up the mountain, where Yushu used to rest when he went up the mountain. There are only more than ten monks inside, most of them are old, because the geographical location here is remote, and there are few pilgrims, and they always look like the courtyard is cold, and the door is full of snow, and no one cleans it.

She looked out of the window, only to see the pine rows, lush, and slightly sad in her heart.

A year has passed.

"Princess, when you arrive, the road ahead is narrow, and the sedan chair can't pass."

Yushu nodded, took Yong'er out of the car, and ordered the other guards to wait here, only bringing Jiang Wu, carrying paper money, incense and candles, and pulling Yong'er to the mountain.

The further up the hill you go, the stronger the wind gets, and it hurts a little on your face. She protected Yong'er behind her and walked up step by step. Suddenly, a strong wind blew in my ears, and a dark shadow burst out of the nearby forest like lightning. Jiang Wu immediately drew his sword and protected it in front of Yushu, but before his sword could be drawn from its scabbard, there were already two swords across his neck.

"Who?" The other party shouted in a low voice.

Yushu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly covered Yong'er's eyes. But he didn't want Yong'er to be very bold, took his mother's hand, and shouted confidently: "I am the son of Xuanwangfu, this is my mother's concubine, and we come to worship my father." Who are you? Is it a robber? Aren't you afraid of killing your head? ”

The child's voice was as crisp as a jade plate, and the whirring wind echoed in the forest. Yushu was so frightened that he pulled Yong'er back and hugged him in his arms.

Who knew that the robbers glanced at each other, put away their swords one after another, and one of the leaders stepped forward and bowed his head very politely and said: "It turned out to be Princess Xuan and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, it was rude, and I asked the princess to wait here for a while." ”

After all, a few ups and downs went far.

After a while, the man came back and said, "Princess, please." ”

Yushu looked at them suspiciously, but Jiang Wu seemed to have understood, and he didn't dare to say more, but just nodded to Yushu, signaling that she didn't have to be afraid.

The white marble floor is very flat, and from a distance, it looks like a huge and smooth mirror. The sky was so close that it seemed as if you could reach the clouds as soon as you stretched out your hand, and the wind blew from all directions, lifting the hem of the garment from below. The sky was covered with snow, whistling and swirling, and at a glance, it looked like a thick fog like milk.

Yushu looked forward with half-squinted eyes, and saw a figure standing in the wind and snow, wearing a black cloak and a hood erected, covering his head and face. The mountain wind blew and whined. The snow swirled beside him, cutting him off from the rest of the world, and he saw a lonely figure, like a towering pine, so tall that it seemed to stretch the whole world apart.

Even if she couldn't see her face clearly, Yushu knelt down for the first time, pulled Yong'er on her side, and said in her low voice: "See the emperor." ”

Yan Xun turned his head, his eyes like ice and snow slightly loosened after seeing her. He smiled faintly, his smile a little stiff, and he didn't know if it was because it was too cold, or because he had forgotten how to smile for too long. He nodded quietly and said, "You're here." ”

Yan Xun didn't get up, Yushu didn't dare to move, his heart was pounding, and he replied nervously: "Yes." ”

"Get up, in front of Xuan Mo, don't let him think that I am bullying his daughter-in-law."

His words were very casual, but Yushu listened to them with weak legs. She nodded, stood up, pulled Yong'er forward, and stood ten steps behind Yan Xun. I saw that Xuanmo's spiritual banner candle was burning, the spiritual incense was circling, and the black paper money was dancing all over the ground with the wind, like a string of black butterflies.

Yan Xun didn't speak, just retreated casually and gave way to the open space in front of the mausoleum. Yushu walked forward with the child tremblingly, lit incense, tree flags, and burned paper, the white paper was engulfed in flames little by little, turning into black paper ashes, his pale cheeks were as red as blood in the light of the fire, and his stiff fingers were slowly warmed, but he still maintained a stiff posture, little by little, he poured all the paper money into the raging fire.

"Father, Yong'er has come to see you." Yong'er knelt on the ground obediently, kowtowed three times upright, and then said with a serious face, "My homework this year is very good, Mr. Lu has praised me three times, I know a lot of words, and I have learned to ride a horse." Uncle Jiang gave me a foal, which was black and had a strand of white hair on its nose, which was very beautiful. The child chattered and spoke, with the unique innocence of a child, and his voice was soft, but he pretended to be a serious adult, wrinkling a pair of small eyebrows, very cute, "Father, it's cold, you have to remember to wear more clothes, and you remember to wear the cotton clothes that my mother and I burned for you." You are here alone, you have to learn to take care of yourself, don't get sick, I will take care of your mother for you, you can rest assured. ”

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