Song Yuanwen and Shen Yanzhi were outside the palace wall, and she stood in place and watched his figure for a long time.

In the past, she walked in front of him, I don't know that it was sad to look at other people's figures, but now that it is approaching the end of the year, the days away from him are not long, so in a hurry, I don't know what about the war on the frontier?

He was only twelve years old.

However, it may have been too long in another world, Song Yuanwen did not feel that Shen Yanzhi was incapable at this age, on the contrary, putting aside the prejudice against Shen Yanzhi in her previous life, the person in front of her seemed to be the most suitable person to be the emperor's family.

My father had also envied Lord Shen, and he had also moved the idea of Zen concessions, but the ambition of the wolves in the previous life seemed to be able to swallow people up in that instant.

Is it true that my father doesn't know?

Song Yuanwen doesn't think so.

Her father had a benevolent heart, and he also had seven emotions and six desires in his heart, she didn't believe that the emperor had such affection in her previous life, and it wasn't until after the queen's death that she saw what it meant to be white-headed overnight.

Because of her father's example, she slowly approached her father, and her father also gave her a talisman, she felt that the emperor was also a human at that time, but he took on more responsibilities.

She always felt that if she put her seventh brother on the throne, he would also return to the same as her father, but she forgot that power sometimes makes a person lose his rationality.

Before the benefits are solidified, everyone is a pawn, including her.

In the face of interests, this family affection seems to be a little weaker, Song Yuanwen remembered her death in her previous life, her neck ached faintly, and her whole body was cold.

If it weren't for Shen Yanzhi, she would probably be a corpse in a different place, thrown out of the wilderness, maybe pecked by wolves and eagles, or rotten in that corpse pile, no one can see who is noble.

Therefore, Song Yuan's wife was very grateful to Shen Yanzhi, and even believed everything he said, because the last kind person one saw before death was engraved in his heart.

She stood in place to bid farewell to the little marquis, she was willing to bless him with the good fortune of the rest of her life, but thinking of the scenery of his previous life, Song Yuanwen smiled and shook her head, his luck is much better than her own, then give the good fortune to Lin Jiangshi, so that he will not be too sad and sad.

Shen Yanzhi knew that his gaze behind him had not shifted, but he did not look back.

She's been a little weird lately, but she can't tell what's weird, probably because she's no longer disgusted with herself.

He always thought it was a dream, but it was a little short-lived.

Waiting for the figure to disappear outside the palace wall, Song Yuan's wife slowly walked to another path.

In the rest of the time, she still has to walk around her father's side, when her father is alive, no one dares to have thoughts.

In her previous life, if it weren't for her father's illness and weakness, she...

Chunhua and Yan Fan glanced at each other, and then hurriedly followed, His Royal Highness's operation is really strange, if it is said that they are privately taught, but how old are they?

can be said to be not, His Royal Highness gave away the golden hairpin, thinking of the golden hairpin, Chunhua pursed her lips, and then remembered that the golden hairpin was rewarded by the emperor when she was young.

It turned out that the emperor was the backstage of Her Royal Highness the princess, and Chunhua's heart was full of cold silence, but fortunately she did not betray.

Stepping into this familiar dormitory, Song Yuan's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be melancholy, things are wrong, I don't know if I let my mother do it again, will she regret it?

And for whom are her tears for?

"The Fifth Highness has come down." There was a group of people standing outside the dormitory, the woman led by her was bright and luxuriously dressed, Song Yuanwen raised her eyes to look at her, and inexplicable tears fell.

The noble man at the head smiled gently and kindly, and she didn't seem to be the same person as she was in her previous life when she ruthlessly closed the palace door in the face of her pleas.