Twenty-fifty-two: Former situation

Zhang Yan sat on the withered yellow grass in the southern suburbs of Chang'an City, looking up at the sun hanging above the western sky, it was dragged into an oval shape, the color was slightly white9073A4I6h5o7n8g67e90u2e30.98 is almost early winter, although the sun has passed the most intense time, but it is still piercing the eyes, she only stared for a while, then felt that her eyes were stinging, and tears fell involuntarily, I don't know if it was because of the sunshine, or at this time I was dazed and sour

Liu Ying came over with the servants, and from a distance, she saw Zhang Yan's back sitting on the grass, hidden in the withered yellow grass all over the ground in autumn, which looked particularly lonely

He ordered the servant to wait in the same place, stepped forward by himself, walked to his wife's side, and Zhang Yan, who heard the familiar footsteps behind him, hurriedly reached out and wiped his cheeks, did not look back, and said softly, "Coming?" His voice was hoarse, with a hint of choking

"Hmm"

"Ah Yan," Liu Ying hesitated for a moment, calling his wife's nickname Xuan's black striped clothes to the ground, and sat cross-legged beside Zhang Yan

"It's been handed over to the nurse, Qin's took good care of her, the special jade dew water made by the Tai Hospital, after applying it, the rash on her arm has almost disappeared This little girl is open-minded, remember good or bad, and immediately laughed again, when I came to look for you, she was already asleep again"

While speaking, he looked at his wife, and Ah Yan listened very attentively, and her expression gradually softened, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

"Today's matter, you don't have to care too much about me, whether you are the child of Sister Lu Yuan, or the daughter of Zhao Ji of Zhao Wangfu in the past, you are Ah Yan who I watched grow up, and you are the partner I think is in this life."

Zhang Yan was stunned at first, but gradually listened, and her face became strange, "You just came here to comfort me for this?" ”

Liu Ying was speechless

Ah Yan has been identifying herself as the daughter of Xinping Marquis Zhang Ao and Princess Lu Yuan since she was a child, this identity has given her endless glory at the same time, but also brought the ensuing distress, but in any case, who can accept the fact that what she thought was an illusion in an instant, from the daughter of a princess to the daughter of a concubine?

Zhang Yan was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Actually, it's not necessary."

"I already have a hunch about this matter, but I think it's not bad now, so I don't want to dig into it."

"You know about this?" Liu Ying raised her voice in surprise

"Yes" Zhang Yan nodded, with a hint of sarcasm in the corners of her slightly curled lips, "It's just not very clear, I have suspected it for some days, and it is not until today that Ah Weng said it, and I can finally be sure"

"When was that?"

Zhang Yan tilted her head and thought about it, and said uncertainly, "It's probably been four or five years."

In the first year of the first century, not long after the emperor ascended the throne, she returned to Xinping County, the food of Ah Weng, with Ah Weng, and played the piano with Sun Ning in the garden of the Hou Mansion, and met Zhao Ji by chance

That was the only time she saw Zhao Ji in her life

At that time, there was actually no special touch, but one day a year later, when I heard the news of Zhao Ji's death on the way, the scene of that day suddenly returned to my eyes, and I suddenly woke up to the fact that on that day, the clothes on Zhao Ji's body were the best ice in Qidi

After the Han Dynasty, in Qi Di set up three service officials, for the palace tribute fabric ice silk is one of the most precious kind of fine silk, it is rumored that the texture is delicate as ice, densely woven, a horse will cost 100 yuan in the Xinping Hou Mansion, only the mother and their own use, the other two concubines, because of the monthly money limit, a lifetime has only one or two pieces of ice woven clothes, weekdays are reluctant to wear, only in the A Weng to their room overnight when the treasure and heavy change

Zhao Ji has not been favored for many years, but she casually went out to visit the garden, and the clothes she wore were actually from Bing Xuan

"Doesn't the lady know?"

At that time, Tu Yu was surprised and said, "Zhao Ji has a problem since she was a child, she can't wear coarse fabrics, otherwise her skin will be uncomfortable, so the princess is very compassionate, and in addition to the money in her room, all the clothes are supplied with the best silk satin."

Hearing this, she was silent for a long time

Zhao Guoweng advocated Yan, from childhood to adulthood, pampered, and has always been wrapped in brocade silk, and has never been wronged and stained with coarse cloth fabrics

Only when he was six years old, when he followed Liu Ying to Shangshan, because his shoes and socks were wet, he changed to a pair of socks, but after a while, a red rash appeared on his feet

Because she sneaked out of the palace that day and didn't bring a maid to serve, she didn't even know about this matter

Liu Ying once jokingly called it a disease of wealth and nobility, only when she was born in Qiluodui, she got it and she never did anything big, but at that time, she found that her system seemed to be in the same vein as Zhao Ji

There is no need for any residual evidence, and the power of heredity is beyond doubt

In the second year of the previous year, the fifth year she came to this world, a month after her biological mother died, she knew the truth that she was not Lu Yuan's own daughter, her biological mother was someone else, it was Zhao Ji, the former favorite concubine of Zhang Ao, the Marquis of Xinping

But so what?

When she figured it out, Zhao Ji had already died

She was quietly buried by Zhang Ao on the way to the capital from Xinping

If Zhao Ji was still alive, maybe she would continue to explore, but she had already died before she could figure it out

The dead are gone, but the living are still alive Even though Zhao Ji is really her biological mother, in the final analysis, she is not familiar with her, from childhood to adulthood, she has simply met a few times, and really after she came to the strange place of Dahan, it is Princess Lu Yuan who has always cared for her, and she has already regarded Lu Yuan as her mother

In fact, seriously and really speaking, she is not the real Zhang Yan, but a soul who has traveled to this time and space from later generations, and what she values is not blood, but the affection accumulated between each other over the years

She has been the daughter of Princess Lu Yuan for more than ten years, and she has long been no different from her biological mother and daughter, if she wants to follow the clues of her deceased biological mother, she will inevitably alarm Lu Yuan, she doesn't want to hurt Lu Yuan's motherly heart because of this

So, she thought about it alone all night, and when the first rays of light crept out at dawn the next day, she decided to continue to hide the secret without revealing a trace

"So, before you married into the palace, you knew that you were not your mother's daughter"

Zhang Yan thought about it,

"If you have to say that, it's not wrong"

Liu Ying's face darkened, "I've been in the palace for so long, but you haven't told me"

"If you had told me the truth earlier, maybe I, maybe we ......"

Liu Ying gradually couldn't speak

He and Ah Yan have been husband and wife in Weiyang Palace for four years, and he has always thought that Ah Yan is his niece, so he can't get close to her, but he is also more and more confused by her beautiful Ning Xin day by day

Ah Yan told him at this time that she had known that they were not close uncles and nephews at all

If the truth is like this, then what is the point of all his entanglements and helplessness over the years?

If you had said it earlier, maybe,

We're not going to waste that many years."

Zhang Yan narrowed her eyes, "Uncle is really a noble man who forgets things" She sneered, "I told you, but you forgot"

Liu Ying was incredulous, "When did you say that?" ”

He froze

Ah Yan did mention it faintly once at that time

It was not long after she first married herself, and she once asked herself, if she was not her mother's daughter, would she be willing to love her?

At that time, Ah Yan's eyes were bright, and her apricot eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, so she should have great expectations

She wanted to be honest with her heart and tell her that if he did, he would bend down and love her

As long as he answered so, she would tell herself the truth about the Marquis of Xinping's mansion back then

How did he answer her?

Liu Ying recalled the previous situation, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in her heart

"Won't"

He looked at Ah Yan at that time and said solemnly, "Even if you are not your mother's daughter, you still have to call me uncle" We still can't really be together

Remembering this past, Liu Ying was dumbfounded for a while

"I'm sorry"

He apologized to Ah Yan, his voice a little hoarse

"You must be very sad when I said that?"

He wasn't here to break her heart

He just, he just felt that Ah Yan was too childish, some things, facts are facts, how can you use ifs to assume, it is just a meaningless thing and he was alert to his good impression of Ah Yan in his heart, so he used such an answer to reject Ah Yan, and at the same time warned himself that the smart and lovely girl in front of him was not a woman he could indulge and love

The world is unpredictable now, they have become a real husband and wife, and when they think back to that day, they can't help but feel a lot of emotion

Zhang Yan sniffed, held back her tears, and suddenly said suspiciously, "Speaking of which, when Ah Weng told the truth of the matter just now, you didn't seem surprised?" ”

"Ugh"

Liu Ying looked at the afterglow of the falling West Mountain, and changed the topic casually, "It's not early, I'm probably already awake, let's go back to the palace-hmph"

He snorted in pain

Zhang Yan reached out to his waistline and pinched it fiercely, but there was still a sweet smile on her face

He knew what his wife meant, so he had to explain honestly, "Last year, when you left Chang'an, I tossed and turned, but I accidentally found some abnormalities, and I became suspicious of what happened back then, so I sent someone to Zhaodi to investigate."

Zhang Yan was slightly worried in her heart, and suddenly came back to her senses, "That is to say, when you went to the north to chase me, you already knew that I was not your own nephew?" ”