Good. ”

Gu Mingzhu nodded.

Anyway, after reading it, she knew that the Northern Desert Emperor was just an old man who had no power to return to the sky, but she let go of some obsessions.

Otherwise, the mother died so miserably, but the enemy lived a peaceful and joyful life, and she was unwilling no matter what.

Since the prince has his own considerations for keeping the Northern Desert Emperor, then all this will be handled by the prince.

I went to see my mother, and she didn't have anything to do in the Northern Desert, so she could leave for Xichu.

Although she was born in the Northern Desert, she grew up in Xichu, and Xichu raised her with porridge and rice, where there are her relatives and lovers, and there is her hometown that haunts her dreams.

King Pingnan took Gu Mingzhu to see the Northern Desert Emperor, and Gu Mingzhu quietly pricked the Northern Desert Emperor again, so the fainted Northern Desert Emperor woke up slowly.

The cloudy eyes looked at the shadows around him, and he didn't know what day it was for a while.

When the ministers saw that the emperor had finally woken up, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed in their hearts that God bless our dynasty.

When the emperor awoke, he remembered that the feast seemed to be only halfway through, so he shouted that he wanted to continue the rejoicing of the monarch and his ministers.

It's just that his body is too weak, and he is dizzy when he comes together, and he suddenly falls back to the dragon bed, so he can only give up.

The courtiers loyally comforted them, and then they dispersed with embarrassment.

King Pingnan and Gu Mingzhu left the palace, the two of them withdrew their attendants, and each person and a white horse went out of the city easily and quickly.

I ran all the way to the northern suburbs, ran dozens of kilometers, and entered the mountains and forests.

I went up the mountain until I was in an open field, and finally saw my mother's small tombstone.

No word? Standing by the Mohe River.

At this time, the Mohe River has frozen? The ice was wide, and the north wind was howling through the mountains and forests, and there was a whimpering and hissing sound.

Gu Mingzhu stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the Mohe River in front of him? Merlin behind him? I thought, in the spring? Everything recovers, and the snow melts.

Ahead of the choppy Mohe? Behind it is the plum blossoms all over the mountains, and the scenery must be extremely beautiful.

Her mother was buried in such a beautiful place, and her sad heart was soothed a little.

Her birth brought misfortune to her mother? If not pregnant with her? The mother may not be so fragrant and die in the palace.

How often does this thought come to mind? She was very sad.

She knew that she had no choice in her birth? However, it is still sad.

No one wants to be born to bring disaster to their loved ones.

So? She can't wait to come to the Northern Desert? Can't wait to avenge your mother? As if that's the only way? The sadness in my heart will be better.

Take a walk in the palace today? After a walk here, her faint sadness finally disappeared.

Turning the stars? The vicissitudes of life, they are just a drop in the ocean, alive? Is it just a process, in the midst of a long period of change? It's just tiny as a speck of dust.

No matter how the mother lives, it is the life of the mother, and she can't put her beak or make a choice for her mother.

She can't choose her background, but she can choose how she lives.

How to live in the future is her own life.

No one is wrong, no regrets.

King Pingnan stood beside her, looking at Xiao Suo's river, his eyes full of Xiao Suo.

When he was alive, he liked to run horses with Amei the most, they took an oath, and when the border was stable, he would disarm and return to the field, and build a thatched hut with her, plant a few acres of fields, and live a life of male farmers and female weavers.