This year's winter is exceptionally cold, the north wind mixed with the snow wind whistling by, blowing on people's faces like a knife cut, and the heavy snow for several days has wrapped the entire imperial city in a layer of plain white, which makes people's hearts not feel a little warm.

Chu Xizhi opened his eyes with difficulty, only to feel that the human figure in front of him was shaking, and he tried to open his eyes, but he still felt blurry.

"Seventh Brother ......"

As soon as Chu Muzhi opened his mouth, tears welled up.

Although he is a prince, he has not been taken seriously since he was a child, if it were not for the efforts of Yan Guifei and Chu Xi to maintain it, I am afraid that he would have been swallowed in that deep palace and there would be no scum left. In his heart, his seventh brother is omnipotent, everything is under his control, he is not only his sibling brother but also his faith, but now, he is lying here, dying, how can he accept it......

"Mu Zhi......" Chu Xizhi stretched out his hand towards Chu Muzhi with difficulty.

Chu Muzhi hurriedly wiped his tears, stepped forward and grabbed Chu Xizhi's hand, "Seventh brother." ”

"Mu Zhi, Ye'er is still young, in the future, I will rely more on you, the imperial uncle, you and ...... You and Mingxuan, you have to assist him well. ”

"My brother wrote it down."

"Weichen will live up to the emperor's trust."

Chu Xizhi smiled, then slowly moved his gaze away from Chu Muzhi's body, and finally froze on a slender figure, "Wei'er......"

"Your Majesty, the concubine is here." Xiao Xi stepped forward slightly and reached out to hold Chu Xizhi's fingertips.

"Wei'er, forgive me for not being able to accompany you anymore...... But you have to be good, because you are my life, and if you live, I will still live......"

"Cherish the ......"

"Ye'er, Ming'er, Yaoguang, they don't have a father anymore, you can't let them be without a mother anymore...... Xiwei, I will wait for you, when you are dead, the road ahead is too dark, I will light a lamp for you there, in the next life, we will ...... Let's ......"

"Don't! Regret it...... Don't ......" Xiao Xiwei pressed her face hard against Chu Xizhi's palm, feeling the temperature of his palm with all her might, and her tears were like a river bursting embankment, instantly submerging her eyes.

"Xiwei, let me look at your face again, just take a look, and ......" Chu Xizhi's words were not finished, but his voice was already low.

Xiao Xi was slightly stunned, and raised his head stiffly to look at Chu Xizhi, but saw that his eyes were closed, and there was still a touch of reluctance on his face, but he had already returned to bliss......

"Sorry...... It's a pity......" Xiao Xi trembled slightly, and shouted softly.

For a long time, the person on the bed still didn't respond.

Xiao Xiwei's tears that had just stopped poured out again, "It's a pity, you, don't, don't leave me alone, it's too cold here, I'm scared alone...... I'm scared ......."

"Father, mother, ......" Chu Tianming suddenly cried at the top of his throat, and then knelt on the ground with a 'poof'.

Chu Tianye's always cold and lonely face was also cracked open by sorrow, and he knelt on the ground silently, tears flowing straight out.

"Father hugs, mother hugs......" Although the one-and-a-half-year-old Yaoguang didn't understand anything, it could be seen that the queen mother and her brothers were crying so sadly, and she also wiped her tears and cried.

"Imperial sister-in-law, the imperial brother has already left, you have to mourn, the two of you and the prince and the princess are still young, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about them." Chu Mu stepped forward and said to Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xiwei slowly turned her face, her sad gaze slid over her three children one by one, and finally returned to Chu Xizhi.

"The Queen Mother." Chu Tianye knelt down and moved to Xiao Xiwei, he reached out and grabbed Xiao Xiwei's hand, looked at him pleadingly, and said, "The son is still young, and everything in the palace depends on the queen mother!" Queen Mother, I beg you to cheer up. Now that our sons have no father, will our mother also abandon us? ”

Chu Tianye has always been calm, even in front of Xiao Xiwei, he never said much, but now, he took her hand and looked at her pleadingly.

Xiao Xi looked at Chu Tianye slightly, and after a long time, she finally squatted down and hugged Chu Tianye and cried bitterly.

On the seventh day of December in the tenth year of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, Emperor Daxing was Chinese New Year's Eve one year old.

The crown prince Chu Tianye ascended the throne as emperor at the age of twelve under the support of Chu Muzhi, the king of Qin, and Xiang Mingxuan, the prime minister. Queen Xiao Xiwei was regarded as the queen mother, and on the day of practice, Xiao Xiwei wore a phoenix robe, wearing eight phoenix hairpins on her head, and walked hand in hand with Chu Tianye step by step to the dragon chair where Chu Xizhi once sit.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live."

"Queen Mother Chitose Chitose Chitose."

Your Highness, the bows of the ministers rang out in the empty hall.

Xiao Xi's slightly phoenix eyes slowly swept over the people who bowed below, and finally looked out of the hall from afar, outside the hall, I don't know where to blow a few pink petals, she looked at her eyes, and then suddenly remembered that winter had passed......

It's a pity, I will live well, you said, I am your life, I live, you will live. I will watch our children grow up on your behalf, watch them marry and have children, and watch this splendid country you once guarded...... I will not be afraid to walk alone on this lonely and cold road, because I know that at the end of the road, there is you waiting for me......

It's another year old in the blink of an eye.

After a year of tempering, the new emperor reduced taxes, built water conservancy, compiled books, this series of actions made him in the people prestige greatly increased, but also made the ministers who had questioned him convinced, but in just one year, the monarch and the people of Dayue were concentric, but also made the Linguo who coveted Dayue dare not act lightly, and the country of Dayue is becoming stronger and stronger.

On this day, in order to let the Queen Mother relax, the new emperor decided to personally take the Queen Mother to the Chao'an Temple to offer incense.

The team set off from the palace in a mighty way, bumpy all the way, and it was nearly noon when they arrived at Chao'an Temple, and the abbot of Chao'an Temple was already waiting there with a group of sisters-in-law.

Biyun lifted the curtain and helped Xiao Xiwei get out of the carriage, Xiao Xi raised his eyes slightly and looked at the familiar mountain gate in front of him, and the scenes from the past seemed to appear in front of him again.

"The Queen Mother." Chu Tianye walked up to Xiao Xiwei and saluted her.

Xiao Xi's phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and then said, "Let's go." With that, he took Biyun's hand, raised his feet and walked up the steps step by step towards Chao'an Temple.

The apse of Chao'an Temple is still the same as in the past, and you can smell a faint sandalwood fragrance when you enter it.

"The Queen Mother wants to put a pillar of fragrance on the deceased." The abbot of Chao'an Temple stepped forward too respectfully.

"The mourning family wants to be alone and quiet." Xiao Xi closed his eyes slightly and said softly.

"Yes." The abbot replied, and then bent down and exited the apse.

As soon as the people left, the whole apse seemed empty.

Xiao Xiwei looked at the rows of looming deceased cards in the curling sandalwood, she took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

In a trance, she saw a girl kneeling on the futon, the girl with her hands folded, tears on her snow-white face, and she didn't know that a young man was walking towards her.

"It's ...... you"

A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Xiao Xi opened his eyes slightly and looked behind him, there was nothing behind him, only the curling sandalwood wafting by, and there was no figure at all.

It's all just her memory.

Regret it......

I know that even if I go to every corner of this Dayue, I will never find you again, but I can't help but hope that all this may be just a dream of mine, although this dream is a little long, but as long as I open my eyes, you always stand there and smile at me......

"Queen Mother." Someone suddenly broke the silence of the room.

Xiao Xi slowly turned his face away, only to see a nun slowly walking towards him.

"Queen Mother, poor Nifa is dusty." The nun walked over and saluted Xiao Xi.

"Mrs. Chen." Xiao Xi shouted faintly.

The nun lowered her eyes and recited the Buddha's name, and then said, "Maybe the Queen Mother will remember the common name of the poor nun." Speaking of this, she raised her head and looked at Xiao Xiwei with calm eyes, "The common surname of the poor nun is Zhang, and her name is Duo'er." ”

"Zhang Duoer......" Xiao Xi's eyes moved suddenly.

She remembered who she was, she was Chu Yanzhi's crown princess, after Chu Yanzhi's rebellion was arrested, she was the daughter of the Zhang family, and Zhang Shu contributed to that rebellion, so she took Zhang Shu back, but she didn't expect that now she met here and left home.

"Mrs. Shi came to see the mourning family, I don't know what happened?" Xiao Xi looked at the dust and said lightly.

"The poor nun just heard that the queen was incense, so she wanted to come and see it." Said lightly.

"Specially to meet the mourners?" Xiao Xi raised his eyebrows slightly, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lichen nodded, turned to look at the Guanyin, "Poor Ni just wants to know what the person her husband loves is like......

Listening to Chen's words, Xiao Xi frowned slightly.

Lichen lowered his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Let the Queen Mother laugh, the poor nun has practiced in this Chao'an Temple for twelve years, but after all, she has never broken the dust." ”

Xiao Xiwei did not speak.

She really didn't have anything to say to the dust.

Lichen raised his head again and looked at Xiao Xiwei, "Queen Mother, twelve years ago, Poor Ni went to see her deceased husband's grave, and there, Poor Ni met a person. ”

Xiao Xi looked at the dust quietly, waiting for her to continue.

"That person is also known by the Queen Mother, and she said that her name is Xiao Xile."

Xiao Xi listened to Chen's words quietly, but never answered.

For her, whether it is Lichen, Xiao Xile, or Chu Yanzhi, they are already strangers to her, and even if they meet, they will not make any waves in her heart.

"Poor Ni said this to the Queen Mother today not for anything, but it is a little worthless for her deceased husband, there are so many women who love him in this world, but he chose a person who does not love him...... The poor nun has been practicing in this monastery for 12 years, and the only thing he can convince himself now is that perhaps, he owed you in his previous life and is destined to repay you in this life. Poor nuns are only afraid that after this life, the queen mother can be strangers to her deceased husband, and the poor nuns are willing to pray in front of the Buddha for this. After saying that, he raised his hand and recited the Buddha's name again, then turned around and walked out.

Xiao Xi glanced at Chen indifferently, then turned around, and a faint wry smile appeared on his lips.

If you owe each other, there will be a bond, then it is a pity, I owe you two lives, in the next life, our fate will be intertwined with each other, and it will be difficult to decompose.

In August of the twenty-seventh year of Jingming, the Empress Dowager Xiao died at the age of 54 and was buried with the first emperor in Qianling.

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.