I don't understand it, but why can I understand what he meant, like a blurred scene of flesh and blood far away from the sky, reappearing in front of my eyes.

The eldest princess said, "Ah Yao, go to the East Palace." ”

If the crown prince dies, according to the ancestral system, all relics used during his lifetime must be buried.

The eldest princess meant that she should take advantage of the fact that the East Palace was not banned, and then go to the East Palace to have a look, and if there was anything to remember, she would leave a thought.

This time I went in a hurry.

He didn't even have time to prepare enough, and he had a suicide note before.

Su Yao walked out of the eldest princess's mansion against the cold sun, and Bai Lu noticed that her hands were trembling slightly, and put on a cloak for her.

But she still said, "It's so cold, Bai Lu." ”

Bai Lu cried: "County Lord, don't scare me. ”

Su Yao smiled at her, and two lines of tears fell without warning, "Let's enter the palace." ”

The suicide note he placed in the palace a few years ago was fulfilled at this moment.

She thought that the eldest princess was a little wrong, if the soul returned, the East Palace would not be the place where Wei Jingji would go back.

Enter the palace without edicts and surpass the ancestral system.

Su Yao waited in front of the palace gate for a long time, and finally waited for Gonggong Liu to invite her in.

The saint stood in front of the temple of nourishing the heart, with gray hair and no blood on his lips, like a tiger that once dominated the mountains and forests, but now he is drooping and old, and his eyes are full of vicissitudes.

A few feet away, Su Yao knelt on the gold bricks, her back straight.

When the saint looked back, he always felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

His attitude towards Su Yao was very ambivalent, after being a loyal minister and a famous general, he should have been a person who could match Ji'er, but one. During the night, both father and brother were mourned.

If it weren't for her grandmother's insistence on leaving Beijing, if she was willing, Ji'er would have never asked for a title for her, and she could have lived as a county lord more freely than any of his princesses.

Can it be ......

The saint let out a long, leisurely sigh.

Su Yao heard a deep exhaustion from this.

He didn't speak, and Su Yao also knelt quietly, and she had finished asking for something.

There was silence for a long time.

The sage said: "Why do you come here because you don't want to be the crown princess?" ”

Su Yao said: "I am his wife. ”

The saint thought it was ridiculous, and he laughed out loud, but the moment she finished speaking, the complex feeling in her heart reached its peak.

At the height of her journey, she left him.

But when his life and death were uncertain, he entered the palace only for the suicide note left by Xingzhi a few years ago.

The saint said, "Aren't you afraid that I will let you be buried for your deeds?" If he thinks so highly of you, and I am his father, how can I let you live alone in the world? ”

Su Yao's face was sad and joyless: "Please be gracious to the saint." ”

has no head or tail, and even the way he speaks is exactly the same as that rebel, but he is worthy of being a husband and wife.

But he could hear that she begged him for mercy, not for what he had said, but for the purpose of going to the palace of the queen mother.

The saint thought of his deceased wife and deceased eldest son, and thought that he would leave him as if he were about to die in an instant.

"Go ahead."

Su Yao's hand on her lap moved, and Bai Lu hurriedly helped her up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

In the Wutong Palace, Aunt Qiong and a group of old servants were also waiting for news from Wei Jingji.

didn't wait for the news, but waited for Su Jiao to come.

Aunt Qiong was surprised and greeted her, and said in surprise: "County Lord? ”

The palace is no better than other places, to enter the harem need the consent of the saint, in addition to the saint, His Royal Highness the prince can also bring relatives into the palace, think about this layer, the maids and eunuchs in the Wutong Hall all look out.

Su Yao didn't explain anything, and said, "The sage allowed me to live here. Night. ”

Aunt Qiong nodded, and although she had thousands of questions in her heart, she still didn't ask them.

She took Su Yao to the original Wei Jingji's dormitory, properly placed the people, and then pushed the door out.

Someone asked, "But what does Your Highness mean?" Let the county lord live here? ”

Aunt Qiong said, "It's the meaning of a saint." ”

"Saints? Didn't the county lord reconcile with His Highness? Why did the saint suddenly allow the lord of the county to live here? Night ......"

As they spoke, the rest of the people gradually felt that something was wrong, and the voice of the palace maid who spoke gradually became quieter.

Some of the older maids already had red eyes.

Aunt Qiong barely stabilized her expression and said, "Let's all work, so that we can serve the county lord for dinner." ”

“…… Be. ”

In the Wutong Palace, the side hall where Su Yao lived was once Wei Jingji's residence, and the Bodhi tree was dangling in the shade in front of the window, and the branches and leaves were distinct at night.

She found the masterpiece that Wei Jingji had left behind a few years ago.

When his fingertips touched the yellowed page, an abrupt thought popped up in Su Yao's heart.

After he returned to Beijing, he had many opportunities to dispose of this unlucky letter, but he did not do so.

Does it mean that he had expected that this time was just the beginning.

Su Yao wiped the envelope well, and under Aunt Qiong's care, there was no dust on the letter, but she still wiped it for a long time.

Until the moon hangs high branches.

She put the letter in the place of her heart, and used it to give her a meager sense of steadiness.

This dream has been going on for a long time.

When Su Jiao dreamed that he was lying in the Wutong Palace, Wei Jingji could not survive the first heavy snowfall in the Dongou Division.

Blood stained the clean snow bright red.

Jian Sui can't see the background color.

The delicate white rabbit jade pendant was cut by a sharp blade and shattered into the huge enemy formation.

She got up, washed and changed her clothes as usual, faced the saint, and finally left the palace.

The nightmare dreams seem to be entangled with reality.

The day when the temperature of the sun was clearly perceived.

Someone kept talking about something around her.

She couldn't remember.

But suddenly, Bai Lu, the eldest princess, Sister Sheng Hua, and Mu Ru'an, who came at some point, took a huge risk, all gave up.

Su Miao saw that the main entrance, which was bright and full of sunshine, was pouring in with cheers.

The young man rode a black horse and slowly stopped under the "East Palace" plaque mentioned by the royal pen himself, holding the reins in his hand and feeling a sense of being out of the way.

Countless voices wept with joy, converging in her ears one after another, and at this moment, word by word, clearly sounded:

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is back!"

Su Miao heard clearly.

This day-long dream finally woke up.