"Let me out—"

She was almost mad.

Mo Yuan'er, a person who has been wholeheartedly good to her since she came to this world, for fifteen years, the mother and daughter have relied on each other, and they did not hesitate to endure loneliness alone in order for her not to be confined to a lonely garden.

She still remembers that on the day she left Qingxiao Garden, the sky was cloudy, the thunder was faint, Mo Yuan'er stood by the old wooden door, the wind rolling up on the flat ground blew her clothes fluttering, her expression was rare serene and calm, and said to her: "Go, my mother is waiting for you here!" ”

Yes, she always thought that Mo Yuan'er would wait for her to come back, and she worked hard to save money, just to take her away from that ruthless and unrighteous place in the future and live a free life.

Now, she is still there, but she can't return to her, can't see her for the last time, and when she can finally return to Qingxiao Garden, can she still see that weak, stubborn and proud woman?

Mother......

"Let Me Go ......"

"No, don't be embarrassed, girl, if you want to go out, you might as well ......"

"Ah, my lord, you can't ride horses in the palace......"

"Ah, my lord, the palace maid can't ......"

However, before he could finish speaking, a snow-colored shadow and the urgent sound of horses' hooves passed in front of him, and soon turned into a small white dot.

The guards looked at the silence that had suddenly recovered, and were stunned for a long time, and then Fang gave a punch to the person who was still in the chaotic state: "Don't you go to tell the emperor yet?" ”

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The galloping horse galloped like lightning.

Su Jinling was tightly protected in the cold and faint sweet fragrance of the arms, and could only see the scenery on both sides of the road connected into two colorful picture scrolls, retreating behind him with the whirring wind, but he found a dark plaque in it, and the three big characters with golden light on it pierced into his eyes.

Liewang's Mansion.

At this moment, these three golden words suddenly stopped in front of him.

She jumped off her horse, and she was unconscious, and rolled towards the door as if she were floating, but was met with a strong obstacle.

"The palace is heavy, idlers are not allowed to enter!"

Idlers?

The two guards who were dutiful but had no one in their eyes didn't hear a sneer, only to suddenly feel a gust of cold wind coming across their faces, and immediately after, a golden dragon token appeared in front of them.

The two of them were stunned and were about to kneel, but the cold wind had swept the slender woman and flew into the door.

Corridors and pavilions, vermilion window orchids, green trees and flowers, curved bridges and flowing water...... Everything is the way she left back then, but Qingxiao Garden, where is the desolate Qingxiao Garden?

Yuwen Xuancang looked at her helplessness and dazedness, sighed, and wrapped his arms around her, tiptoeing a little......

By the time the screams had faded away, she had settled in the greenery.

Yes, it's here......

Turquoise grass, fine flowers, sparse ancient trees, mirror-like ponds...... Also, the lonely, dilapidated cabin, the window pages fluttering in the wind, seemed to beckon her to go back......

The door was pushed open, and a man was greeted by it.

It was a tall man himself, but at this moment, he was kneeling on the edge of the narrow bed, as if there was an unbearable gravity pressing on him. He lowered his head, as if speaking to the person on the bed. His hair was only gray on the day of the winter solstice, but now it is covered with silver threads.

"Go away!"

The figure who had fought on the battlefield for many years and had repeatedly performed miraculous feats was easily pushed aside by her.

"Mother...... Mother??? ”

She was horrified to find out when the woman who was gentle, beautiful, charming, and touching seemed to never grow old...... When did you get this gray hair that bullied the frost and snow?

"Kite......" The man took the pale, emaciated hands that were almost transparent on the side of the bed.

"Let go!" Su Jinling was furious: "You wronged her and left her in the garden for fifteen years, how can you see it once?" Didn't you leave her to fend for herself? Now it's so fake, who are you doing it for? It's in vain that she stands at the door every day waiting for you, this hair ......"

Tears have welled up in my eyes.

"You're just asking for peace of mind, but she won't forgive you, and even if she does, I won't!"

"Jin'er ......"

Su Mufeng endured his grief and stepped forward to hold her.

"Go away! You're a liar too! Every time I ask you how my mother is, you say, 'Good, good', that's what you call 'good'? Did you do something to her while I wasn't there? Heh, it turns out that you are all here......" She looked over one by one, and her gaze lingered for a moment on Zhang Wanbai's face coated with heavy fat powder: "Qingxiao Garden has been clean for so many years, and today it is finally lively." It's really brilliant that so many big people come here. But no one wants to see you, you go out, go out ......"

She tugged hard at the man beside the bed, but Su Jianglie didn't move, and occasionally raised her eyes to look at her...... In her deep eyes, she was as red as when she first saw her, but there was no anger of the day, only the smoke of heartache, which burned her eyes and made her eyes hot and sour.

"Jin'er, are you back?"

The woman on the bed, covered in snow-white as if she was like a wisp of floating clouds, opened her eyes leisurely.

"Kite, are you awake......" Su Jianglie suddenly burst into surprise.

"Mother, it's me back......"

Mo Yuan'er stretched out her hand tremblingly and groped with the sound.

"Mother, your eyes ......"

The eyes are still black and white, clear as water, but there is no landing point, but they still "look" at her softly.

"It's okay, I can see Jin'er......"

She held Su Jinling's hand and caressed it lovingly: "It's so good, I've gained a lot of weight......"

A tear fell on her hand, but she smiled and rubbed her daughter's cheek: "My Jin'er has grown up, this time, she came back by herself?" ”

Su Jinling turned her head and looked at the figure who had been silent with tears in her eyes.

Mo Yuan'er tilted her head as if she felt something, and "looked" over Su Jinling's shoulder.

Yuwen Xuancang stood with his back to the door, and the strong light outside the house passed through the narrow door to set a dazzling edge on his body, making his snow suit and even his face covered in the dark, like a silhouette.

"You ......"

At this moment, Mo Yuan'er's expression suddenly became indescribably complicated.

"Lord Wang, please come closer, okay?"

Everyone was amazed...... Mo Yuan'er has been at home for fifteen years, how can she know that the person in front of her is the prince?

Yuwen Xuancang was also slightly surprised. He hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward.

Mo Yuan'er smiled and glanced at Su Jinling.

She nodded, choking back.

Mo Yuan'er "watched" him for a long time, suddenly sighed, and then smiled, her hand raised slightly, but it was really weak.

Yuwen Xuancang lifted the hem of his robe, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and stepped forward with his ear......

No one heard what Mo Yuan'er said to him, but when he saw Yuwen Xuancang's expression, his eyes quickly glanced at Su Jinling, his eyebrows tightened, he didn't say anything, and got up and retreated.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Yuan'er sighed slightly, smiled again, called Su Jinling over, and held her hand: "Jin'er, my mother has never heard you call 'Dad'......"

Su Jianglie on the side immediately showed his eyes full of longing, but he was cold to Su Jinling.

"Jin'er has no ......"

"Jin'er!" Mo Yuan'er hurriedly interrupted her words, her tone was hurried, and she actually coughed.

Her eyes "swept" everyone in the room one by one, and her voice suddenly raised a lot, revealing coldness: "You have also seen that the kite is a dying person, and it can't turn up any wind and waves, please rest assured!" ”

The group of women, you look at me, I look at you, and then still look at the woman on the bed who seems to blow away with just one breath. However, although she was so weak, she still seemed to be in great danger that they did not dare to take lightly.

"Get out!"

It was Su Jianglie who spoke, his voice was low, his eyes were only on the person on the bed for a moment, and he didn't turn his head back.

The eyes of the women focused on Zhang Wanbai's face again.

The fat powder was heavy, like a sculpture, but it twitched violently when the sword on Su Jianglie's waist rang out. So the women had to follow her out of the gloomy hut.

Su Jianglie withdrew the hand placed on the sword and re-grasped the thin and transparent hand.

"Jin'er, hurry up......" Mo Yuan'er couldn't calm down anymore, and coughed sharply.

Su Jinling frowned and looked at Su Jianglie, the word rolled and rolled in his throat, but it was difficult to speak.

"Jin'er, mother, please ...... you" was only one sentence, but it was cut into several paragraphs by coughing.

Su Jinling bit her lip, tears slid down, she clenched the woman's hand, and called out with difficulty: "Daddy......"

The voice was extremely small, but it made Su Jianglie's eyes burst with great joy, and even tears.

He couldn't wait to answer, his voice choked suddenly.

Mo Yuan'er smiled, smiling so happily. She handed Su Jinling's hand into Su Jianglie's hand, held it tightly, and suddenly pursed her lips, unable to say a word.

Su Jianglie hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of Jin'er......"

She just smiled, and her pale cheeks flushed like a mountain snow lotus bathing in the sunset.

Those moist eyes were particularly shining at the moment, and they only "looked" at the gray-haired man for a moment, and said softly: "Why are you old too?" ”

Su Jinling suddenly felt that someone was patting her on the shoulder.

When I looked back, it was Yuwen Xuancang. He reached over and gently pulled her hand......

Yes, no matter what kind of grievance it is, after all, it is a man she has loved and read for twenty years. Seventeen years of waiting has finally been exchanged for today's reunion, but it will be separated forever. In this brief moment, the existence of any person is the opposite of disturbing their peace.

It's better to let go of this moment and fulfill her wish.

Su Jinling looked at the woman who suddenly glowed with tears in her eyes, held back her tears, and stood up.

The moment she walked out of the door, she heard Su Jianglie say: "Iris, after so many years, you have been wronged. I...... I'm sorry you ......."

She never thought that such a strong man would have such a gentle tone, and the gentleness trembled so much that it was heart-wrenching.

When he hesitated slightly, he heard Mo Yuan'er say: "Don't say it, I understand......"