Yujing.

In autumn, the leaves are yellow, and the fallen leaves are flying with the wind.

Meng Jiayuan was secretly taken into the palace and raised in the former Xiao Yan Ming Hui Palace, and also sent heavy troops to guard it.

Seeing the fallen leaves withering, Mama sat under the pear tree embroidering embroidery, a small table was placed aside, and a small person sat on the table and read, which was catchy.

Over there, the palace door of the Ming Hui Palace was suddenly pushed open, and Meng Qing stepped over the threshold and entered.

Yun He wanted to say the sentence "The emperor has arrived", but was stopped by Meng Qing.

She followed the empress and quietly sneakily walked behind Meng Jiayuan.

"Your Majesty, we don't have to be so sneaky, right?"

Meng Qing lowered his voice and said, "What do you mean to be sneaky? I'm going to check Jiayuan's schoolwork! ”

"Oh......"

Zhu Men opened slightly, and only two people, Meng Qing and Yun He, quietly and slowly touched in without the knowledge of Meng Jiayuan and others.

I haven't seen him for a long time, Meng Jiayuan has grown up a lot, but his voice is still milky.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail......"

Mama threaded the needle, finished the embroidery in her hand, and sprinkled it with sunlight, and the embroidery was glowing with phosphorescence like water waves.

was about to put the embroidery into the basket, but Yu Guang inadvertently swept the sneaky Meng Qing and the others.

She was so shocked that she hurriedly sat up from under the pear tree, and was just about to open her mouth to say goodbye, but was stopped by Meng Qing.

Meng Qing shook her head, and Mama naturally understood.

Xiao Meng Jiayuan is still reciting "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", the spoken language is smooth, the milk sound is clear, and there is no mud and water.

Meng Qing stood behind him and nodded with satisfaction.

After he finished reciting, he gradually relaxed and placed the blue book on the pineapple wooden table. Meng Jiayuan's face was small and round, perhaps because he was still young and had not yet grown.

At this time, he was about to take out another book from the book basket and look at it, but he saw his grandmother standing under the pear tree in an orderly manner, not moving.

He raised his little head, full of doubts: "Mama? What's wrong with you? ”

Mama was still holding the basket in her hand, and she didn't dare to say a word, and her vicissitudes of life glanced behind Meng Jiayuan from time to time.

Meng Jiayuan saw her reaction in this way, and subconsciously looked behind him.

He was defenseless in his heart, but found Meng Qing and Yunhe standing behind him, looking at him gently and amiably.

The yellow leaves fell and fell on the dirt.

As soon as the leaves fall, you will know that it is autumn in the world.

Under the sun, her skin was fair and transparent, as delicate and soft as a tribute silk, and the corners of her lips had already rippled when Meng Jiayuan turned his head.

She called softly, "Jia Yuan." ”

Meng Jiayuan's mood suddenly jumped from calm as water to a state of excitement.

His tiny body was propped up from the futon.

"Sister Princess—"

Just this sweet and greasy princess sister has already melted Meng Qing's heart fiercely, from indestructible to soft and delicate.

Two or three steps away, the pink and tender little ball had already pounced into her arms.

The people around him also put on a warm smile.

"Jiayuan, have you listened to your grandmother and teacher lately?"

Meng Qing gently rubbed the back of Xiao Tuanzi's head and bowed slightly to look down at him.

Xiao Tuanzi's whole face had already burrowed into Meng Qing's arms, as if with a sobbing sound.

"Yes! Jia Yuan has always studied hard and listened to his grandmother and teacher every day......"

As she spoke, Meng Qing felt that part of her stomach was moistened a lot, and she hurriedly pulled Meng Jiayuan away in a panic, and half-squatted down to look at him.

His pink little dumpling face turned into a little flower cat, his eyes and nose were red, and there were a lot of tears, which was strange and pitiful.

"Why are you crying?"

Yun He quickly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Meng Qing, and after she took it, she was gently wiping her tears for Xiao Tuanzi.

That little pitiful child, Meng Qing was distressed.

Meng Jiayuan choked up and spoke: "Jiayuan...... Jia Yuan misses his sister so much, and he misses his father and mother so much...... Sister, when will Jia Yuan see his father, the princess, and the princess? Jia Yuan hasn't walked out for a long time......"

As soon as he spoke, a few pitiful tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Meng Qing twisted the handkerchief and pressed lightly.

"Jia Yuan, you wait, it won't be long before you can walk out of this courtyard in a year and a half, and you will be able to see your father and mother. Now that the situation is turbulent, you can't appear in front of people, you have to live here secretly, so that those who don't want to keep you alive will regret it! ”

The eight-year-old child is still at a loss, he doesn't know why anyone is unwilling to let him live, with his father, queen and mother, and princess and sister, is there no one who can control the so-called current situation?

But Meng Qing's answer was, I can't control it, I can't control it at all!

She has already imprisoned Zeng Yu and all the people involved, and has also transferred the armaments from Yuzhou, and all the soldiers and horses around Yujing have been counted to nearly 500,000 horses, almost surround this place.

Does it prevent the state pastors from having ideas?

Once someone knows that Meng Jiayuan is still alive, he will inevitably become the object of everyone's control, and Meng Qing will not let him take another risk if he saves him once.

He's her brother, and she's going to let him live!

"But...... Who wouldn't want me to live? Sister, I asked Mama, Mama said she didn't know, I asked the teacher, and the teacher also said he didn't know, and when I asked Mrs. Xiao, he told me clearly......"

Meng Qing frowned, "What to tell you?" ”

He told Jiayuan that his father didn't want me to live...... Sister Princess, is what Mrs. Xiao said true? ”

At this time, she was speechless.

Why did Xiao Yan tell him this? Do you fear that the world will not be chaotic?

How can such a big child accept that his father wants to kill himself?

I can't accept it at all, his heart is too fragile!

Even now, when he talks about his relatives, he bursts into tears, which makes people feel distressed and pitiful.

At such a young age, he shouldn't have to bear so many things......

A long time has passed, and the King of Jin is now under house arrest in the palace and cannot leave, and she really doesn't know what happened to her imperial uncle......

Whether she is really willing to keep to herself, and her imperial aunt has not yet heard any news.

Meng Qing stopped his heavy mood and said, "Jiayuan, what Mrs. Xiao said was all to tease you, how could your father harm you?" You are the son of the world that they put on the tip of their hearts, but now they have gone to another place and wandered, and they can't come back for a while. ”