After spending a happy day, early the next morning, Xuan Ye decided to leave Guixian Building with Chunxi.

Originally, Chun Xi also wanted Han Ji to go to the next place with her, but Han Ji said that she hadn't come back for a long time and would stay a few more days. Fu Quan naturally stayed.

The number of people traveling with him was reduced by half at once, and in the originally lively carriage, only Chunxi and Mu Hui were now left. The carriage invited the coachman to hurry, and Xuan Ye and Cao Ziqing were still riding horses.

Just after half a mile, Mu Hui couldn't wait to see the gift that Han Ji gave to Chun Xi before leaving.

Unwrapping the cloth in layers, a book sits in a flat, delicate wooden box.

"What are you giving me books for?" Curiously, she picked up the book and flipped through it gently.

The first page alone was enough to surprise her.

It was a picture album, drawn by Han Ji herself. The first page is yesterday morning, Xuan Ye and Chun Xi held hands in the sea of golden flowers and drew carefully.

The second page is the picture of Xuan Ye secretly kissing, the third page is the picture of Xuan Ye kissing back after discovering it, the fourth page is the appearance of them holding hands and walking among the flowers, and the fifth and sixth pages are all about Xuan Ye and Xuan Xi's every move yesterday. It wasn't until the last few pages that Chunxi saw a picture of the four of them on stage last night.

Chun Xi thought it was incredible, if the first dozen pages of her and Xuan Ye's every move were seen by Han Ji and drawn by Han Ji's hands, it would not be strange. But even Han Ji herself is painting these last few pages, but she even draws everyone's expressions vividly. Although I had done the same thing myself, I was drawn by looking at the things in front of me at the same time. But these can't be painted by Han Ji, who is still dancing on stage.

When did she draw it? Last night? Or have you been secretly documenting all this? In such a short period of time, he actually drew twenty pages of Ulva by hand. Each one is like a scene restoration. Looking at the seal of Han Ji on every page, and carefully studying the handwriting on the painting, Chun Xi really believed that these would not be painted by someone on his behalf, but Han Ji's real handwriting.

Chun Xi knows that Han Ji will always give her one surprise after another. But now this album has touched her differently. Han Ji's reputation is outside, and one of her paintings is worth a thousand gold. And this album has become priceless.

On the last page, there are a few lines of small characters, which roughly mean wishing her a happy birthday.

Birthday? In fact, there is still half a month. Could it be that they came out this time to celebrate their birthday? But the time is wrong, even if it is true, then there is no need to leave the palace now.

Chunxi sat in the carriage with joy and doubt, and was wobbly after a long time of sleep, only to be woken up by Mu Hui, only to find that the car had stopped.

was helped out of the carriage by Mu Hui, and everything in front of him was both strange and familiar. Seeing Cao Ziqing and Xuan Ye waving the knives and swords in their hands, cutting down the dense grass around them.

Chun Xi followed the path they had cut out, step by step, and tears flowed down violently.

Count the days, today is Eniang's taboo. E-Niang's birthday was before her, and she chose to forget, and she forgot her own birthday just because this day was both her E-Niang's life taboo and death taboo.

"No one has been here in three years." The choked voice sounded particularly harsh, and she thought that someone had taken care of it all around, and she thought that someone had never been out here. She's not the first person to set foot here in three years, and she's longing for it, but it's just a luxury.

Overgrown with weeds, that's enough to prove it.

Kneeling in front of Eniang's grave, she couldn't cry, pointed to Xuan Ye, who was still weeding not far away, and said: "Eniang, my daughter is not filial, I have only come to see you for so many years." Did you see that? That person is the one who took care of his daughter for three years. My daughter is very good now, she has realized her dream, that person is the teenager I have missed for many years, and we are very happy now. He brought me here today. He must also know that today is Eniang's birthday, it's been so long, and your daughter hasn't come to see you, you must have missed your daughter. So I took it upon myself to bring my daughter.

Are you happy? has such a good son-in-law who loves his daughter. As the Son of Heaven, he is now weeding for you. E-niang, if only you were still here. In this way, your daughter can take you into the palace, or set up another room in the capital to serve you. ”

"She can feel your heart, even if she can't make you filial now, but don't forget. If the children are good, only those who are mothers will feel good. I don't know when, Xuan Ye has already knelt next to Chunxi. He reached out to wipe the tears from her cheeks and turned back to the tombstone for a few more moments.

Chun Xi watched his movements sluggishly, and heard him say: "Eniang, Chun'er has suffered a lot with me, and it is the child's fault that she can't protect her well." Don't worry, I will be doubly good to her in the future and give her the best in the world. Give her everything she wants to have. In the days to come, even if I do everything I can, I will definitely make her happy. ”

The tears that had been stopped flowed down again after listening to Xuan Ye's words, and Chun Xi pushed him and scolded, "What are you talking about? I just praised you in front of Eniang, and you will come to count your own right now. ”

"It's what I didn't do well, and I won't blame E-niang, right?" Xuan Ye took her into his arms and comforted her softly.

In the distance, Mu Hui, who had been watching them from afar, also cried, and Cao Ziqing on the side also had red eyes.

"The third master has done so much for the master, and this one is the best." Mu Hui muttered.

"Why?"

"Five years ago today, the master prepared a large birthday gift for his wife. Also made a table of good dishes to celebrate for the lady. Originally, all this was beautiful, but when the master went to invite the master, the lady suddenly fell ill. It's an old problem that hasn't healed for a long time, and there are no major problems on weekdays. But on that day, Mrs. was also angry to death. Mu Hui said.

"Why do you say that you are sick for a while, and then you say that you are angry?" Listening to Mu Hui's incoherent words, Cao Ziqing was even more confused.

Mu Hui sorted out her thoughts, and then said, "At that time, the master was accompanying Aunt Xiao. At first, I was asked to invite the lord to celebrate for his wife, but I didn't use it, and I scolded him back without even seeing the lord's face. The master had to invite himself, but he didn't come back for a long time. Madame waited anxiously, and the illness recurred at that time. She didn't say anything, and I didn't notice it, and took her to Aunt Xiao's yard. Before he went in, he heard the scolding between the master and Aunt Xiao, and the lady was even more anxious and went up to persuade her. But before she could get closer, she had already fallen. ”

Cao Ziqing listened, and his heart was also full of mixed feelings. This is an accident, no one wants it, but everyone is responsible. It is difficult for Yi Concubine to bear such a blow at such a young age. Even the emperor, when he lost his parents, there were still ancestors and queen mothers who were in pain. But today, it seems that Concubine Yi Niangniang must not be favored by her Amma. The only person in the world who should love her the most, but he doesn't love her, how much she should have been wronged. What makes her have such a temperament now?

Towards dusk, the group found an inn in the city to eat. Chunxi said that since he had returned to Shengjing, he wanted to go back to his home to have a look. Xuan Ye originally wanted to accompany her, but there were important things that he needed to do in the flying pigeon biography, and he had to go to the palace to deal with it before he could join her.

When it was dark, the carriage arrived just in front of the Zoling Mansion.

The guard in front of the door should be newly invited, and he can't recognize Mu Hui at all. Let her wait outside the door and go in and report it herself.

After waiting for about half a stick of incense, the guard who went to report came back and said that the eldest lady in the house was now a mother in the palace, and it was impossible to leave the palace, not to say that the two of them were pretending to be and were not allowed to enter.

"Mu Hui." Chunxi, who was sitting in the carriage, listened carefully to the conversation between the two of them, and when she saw that Mu Hui was still trying to reason with him, she immediately called to stop her.

"Master." Mu Hui returned to the carriage and looked at the cow's head peeking out of the window, not understanding what she was going to do.

"Since the gate is not allowed to enter, there is no need to enter. When I was a child, we went back how we came out. Can you still get into your own home? After giving the order, she closed the window of the carriage, and Mu Hui understood what she meant, and immediately jumped into the car and drove away.

When they were children, they would have a secret passage if they wanted to sneak out and run out. And there, only the two of them know. It was a secret passage dug from under her embroidery floor to the outside, which should have been there a few years ago, but others didn't find out, so it became a little secret of the two of them.

Walking along the secret passage, the more I walked, the more I felt that something was wrong.

"Why is this place different from before? Could it be that someone also discovered the secret passage and restructured this place? Mu Hui also felt strange. There used to be a lot of oil lamps in this secret passage, which Mu Hui specially bought and placed here to facilitate their walking, but now they can't see any of them.

Instead, everything here was replaced with red candles, Mu Hui lit it all the way over, looking at herself reflected in the candlelight, she felt very infiltrating, and she always felt eerie.

And there will be a candle far away, all the way to the past, the candlelight is not as good as the fire fold in your hand to see the road conditions more clearly.

Fortunately, this road has not been heavily restructured, and there has not been any organs, just a little change. The two of them quickly walked out of the secret passage.

The exit of the secret passage is under the bed where Mu Hui lives in the embroidery building. When the two of them crawled out of it, they found that the room was not the same as before.

When they left three years ago, it was very clean. On weekdays, Mu Hui likes to collect some weapons or some fun gadgets, but now there are none here.

It was as clean as usual, but the settings around it had completely changed. opened the wardrobe, and it was no longer some pants that Mu Hui liked, but some mattress skirts, a large number of mattress skirts.

On the dressing table, many of the jewelry that Chunxi had given to Mu Hui before were gone, and they were replaced with some ordinary silver hairpins.

Pushing open Mu Hui's door and walking into the porch, Chun Xi was stunned for a moment.

She saw that the room where she used to be was brightly lit, and the light of the red candle illuminated the whole room.

On the doors and windows, a slender figure was reflected, sitting in front of the dressing table and removing the jewelry on his head one by one.

"Master, this is ......" Mu Hui was also stunned, she hadn't come back for three years, and her room had changed, and now even her room was occupied.

Chunxi felt that the whole world was quiet, and her good Ama was really good to her. She came back and wouldn't open the door. Anyway, she found a way to get in on her own. But after she left, even the only place she left in this family is now given to others.

If he leaves his daughter, he will never come back, and he will never know? (Palace's Gate.. /31/31987/)--

( Miyamen Ushi)