Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Past
"The slave and maid visit the county lord, the county lord Chitose."
A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Nu'er turned his head happily, "Bai Shuang? She hurriedly got up from her seat and helped Bai Shuang, who was kneeling on the ground, up, "When will you arrive in the palace?" How long has it been? ”
Bai Shuang gently patted the back of the slave's hand, and she showed her usual smile, "Don't worry, the county lord. A lot of things have happened in this time, and the slave and maid will take their time. ”
Fang Gu was very discerning, she retreated at the right time, leaving only Bai Shuang and Nu'er to stay in the palace.
Nu'er sat on the Luohan couch with Bai Shuang's hands, and Bai Shuang and Nu'er sat on an equal footing, looking a little cramped and uneasy. She stood up, "The slave maid should still stand, the young lady is now the county master, and it is not appropriate for the slave maid to sit." ”
"What's inappropriate?" The slave took Bai Shuang's hand and personally helped Bai Shuang sit down, "If there is no one else in the future, you don't have to call yourself a slave." You've been by my mother's side for the long haul, and you've been by my side for as long as I can remember. In the heart of a slave, you are no longer a slave. The slave has always regarded you as an elder and an aunt. ”
Bai Shuang's heart was moved, and her eyes were slightly moist. The slave's words really touched her, she opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say, just said, "County Lord, I ......"
"I've always looked up to you. I also know that you are loyal to your mother. So all along, you have obeyed your mother's orders and never mentioned the past. But I've entered the palace, and now everything is different from what my mother expected. My life is different. The bright eyes made Bai Shuang unable to refuse, and Nu'er continued, "Aunt Bai, I call you Aunt Bai. Can you tell me what happened to my mother in the palace back then? I don't believe what others say, only your words can I fully believe it. If you continue to hide from me, you are deliberately making it difficult for me to move in this palace, and maybe one day I will die like my mother. ”
"County Lord, this is unlucky, how can you say it casually?" Bai Shuang glanced at the slave deeply, she didn't speak for a long time, finally, she sighed, and asked faintly, "It seems that the county lord has inquired about this before, I don't know what the county lord has learned?" ”
The slave pondered for a moment, and the scene fell into a brief silence again. Then the slave looked at Bai Shuang and asked, "Mother and saint childhood sweetheart, they should have been in love, right?" ”
"Yes." Bai Shuang nodded, "Shang Gong grew up with Shengshang. At every banquet, Shang Gong saw that the eyes of the saint were glowing. At the beginning, the first emperor sent the saint to the expedition, and when the saint left, he had agreed with the Shang Palace that he would marry her when he returned from victory. In the days since the saint left, Shanggong still held various banquets as usual to meet with celebrities and sons. Until I met General Lu. ”
"The general fell in love with Shanggong at first sight and repeatedly asked for marriage without success. Later, the first emperor issued a holy decree, and Shanggong had no room for resistance, so he married General Lu. ”
"According to her mother's stubborn nature, how could she marry her father so obediently. She hadn't even cried, it wasn't like a mother's mother. There must be a reason for that, right? The slave asked eagerly.
Bai Shuang couldn't deny it, she looked at the slave, "Some words haven't really come to say yet." County Lord, I promise you. When you are in time and you really grow up, the slave and maid will inevitably tell the truth and never hide it. She reached out and stroked the slave's hair, "You're still too young, it's better to know some things." ”
"Okay, I won't force you." The slave got up, and the only thing she could be sure of now was that her mother and the saint had affection. In this way, all her grace is because of the guilt in the saint's heart for her mother. Since this guilt, or regret, can grow hair for decades without diminishing. This affection may be the only place that the slave can use to be around in the future.
"New eyebrows." The slave called.
"What does the county lord command?"
"Prepare a sedan chair, this county will mainly go to Longyang Palace."