It's like a nightmare that can't wake up, An Lingrong can't tell the difference between day and night, she only feels that she has shed a lot of tears, all the sounds are coming like a tide, and then fade away, blurring into a silent scene, she sits in front of the spirit, guarding her health and not leaving an inch.

Shen Meizhuang put a thick cloak on An Lingrong and said softly: "Rong'er, it's too cold in Jing'an Village, let's go back." ”

"Cold?" An Lingrong raised her head sluggishly, and tried to identify the pronunciation of the words in Shen Meizhuang's words, and after a long time, she asked slowly and slowly, "Then my Ankang, lying alone in it, is she cold?" ”

The tip of Shen Meizhuang's nose was sour, and tears fell suddenly, she hurriedly raised her hand to wipe it off, and comforted her with a trembling voice: "No, Haoyue sent the little tiger to Ankang, and the sixth elder brother, put all Ankang's trap birds and rag dolls into it, Wen Yi took her favorite Western music box, and Huai Shu also gave a lot of Ankang's favorite albums......" Speaking of the back, Shen Meizhuang choked up and couldn't speak for a while.

How can it not be cold?

The golden coffin was so big, so empty, and An Kang was lying alone in it, and his small body couldn't even fill half of the golden coffin.

"When she fell to the ground, did it hurt?" An Lingrong looked up at Shen Meizhuang with obsessive eyes, and took her hand in distraction, "Sister Mei, I seem to hear An Kang calling me, did you hear it?" ”

"Rong'er, don't be like this." Shen Meizhuang cried silently, hugging An Lingrong, who was lost and depressed, "You are like this, how can Ankang walk with peace of mind?" ”

"Where are you going? Where is Ankang going? An Lingrong's consciousness returned little by little, and she muttered with a pale face, "She hasn't done her homework today?" Didn't Mama Qin say that she would teach her birthday etiquette? Where did you run again? I'll go find her......" She stumbled up and walked outside, "Ankang is always disobedient, she is so old, and she runs around all day long, I will punish her well......"

"Rong'er!"

The last picture before An Lingrong fell into a coma was the figure of the emperor hurrying over, she fell into a warm embrace, exhaustion swept over, and instantly engulfed her.

In her dream, she heard Ankang shouting "Eniang" one by one.

"Ankang, have you finished writing today's big letters?" An Lingrong followed the sound to push open the door of the embroidered spring pavilion, and saw An Kang sitting on the couch with a well-behaved face, holding a brush in his hand, writing big characters on the rice paper spread out on the table, and an embroidered crooked purse was placed next to it.

An Lingrong breathed a sigh of relief.

Her well-being is here, and she hasn't gone anywhere.

"Look, I'll write my name." An Kang jumped down from the couch, ran to An Lingrong's side, took her hand and walked over, pointing to the rice paper and said.

An Lingrong looked down at Ankang's little hand holding her, and frowned distressedly: "Ankang, why are your hands so cold?" Fu glanced up again, "It's been cold these days, why are you still wearing the single clothes you only wore in autumn?" She reached out and rubbed Ankang's hands, but she couldn't cover them.

When she looked up again, Ankang didn't smile anymore, just looked at her quietly.

Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Eniang, I'm leaving." ”

"Where are you going?" An Lingrong suddenly panicked, and hurriedly grabbed An Kang's hand, "E-niang will never force you to learn the rules in the future, you don't like to write big characters, and we won't write in the future, okay?" She couldn't help crying, "Ankang, you stay with Eniang, okay......"

An Kang's body was slowly glowing, and a glass-colored bracelet flew out of An Lingrong's hand, turning into a colorful shawl wrapped around An Kang's arm, flying up with her body.

A wisp of wind that came from nowhere blew away the dark clouds in the sky, and the bright starry sky fell in front of me.

"Eniang, I was originally a flower in the realm of too illusory, and I came from the world after a catastrophe, and now the catastrophe is full, it's time to go back." An Kang's face showed a bit of maturity that she had never seen before, she slowly smiled at An Lingrong, and her body flew higher and higher, "I really feel very happy to be able to be Eniang's child in this life." ”

"Ankang ......" An Lingrong held Ankang's hand tightly, and tears couldn't stop falling.

"Eniang, get better quickly, Ankang will watch you in the sky." An Kang couldn't help crying, she slowly let go of An Lingrong's hand, and her body flew higher and higher, "Eniang, don't be sad for me for too long......"

"Ankang—"

The door of the Xiuchun Pavilion was pushed open suddenly, and the emperor strode in, hugged An Lingrong, who was crying, looked at the rice paper she was holding in her hand, looked around, and his eyes fell on the crooked purse, and his eyes couldn't help but be red.

"Huang Ama Huang Ama, Mama Qin has been teaching Ankang female red recently, and when Ankang learns it, will you embroider a very beautiful purse for Huang Amma?"

It's not a rainstorm, it's a long damp for the rest of your life.

The pain in front of me will slowly fade away one day, but in the future life, every detail, every moment, when I think of "if she is still there" but "never again", is the deepest and most painful time.

It's like a pure element.

The emperor hugged An Lingrong, who cried until he collapsed, and tears rained down: "Rong'er, don't cry......"

Can't come back......

Never coming back......

The spirit has been full of 7749 days, the day is slightly bright, ushered in the first heavy snow in early winter, should be the Buddhist monk is opening the square to break the prison, pass the lamp to shine on the death, participate in Yan Jun, detain the ghost, feast on the king of the earth, open the golden bridge, lead the banner, Taoist priest Fu Zhangshen table, Chao Sanqing, knock the Jade Emperor, Zen monks incense and light candles, set off the flame mouth, worship the water confession, hang up a color poke lamp along the road, illuminate as day.

Listening to the sound of a gong and the music played in unison, the people who accompanied the spirit wept bitterly, and for a time, the crying was all over the field.

Shen Meizhuang helped the spirit out of the palace, the princely officials in Beijing set up sacrifices along the road, where the golden coffin went, everyone knelt down and bowed, and the mountain shouted "Congratulations to Princess Yi'an Zhaoren", the mountains and seas were overwhelming, and the scene was grand.

All the way to Ganlu Temple, Shen Meizhuang stopped, and then went to the princess's grave, she couldn't go.

Standing at the gate of Ganlu Temple, Shen Meizhuang watched the team go away with tears in her eyes, and finally stopped her tears, she walked slowly into the temple, and asked the host in a deep voice: "Ganlu Temple is not sorrowful?" ”

After the host bowed and shouted "Concubine Hui Niangniang Jin'an", he didn't dare to speak, and when she asked about Zhen Huan, he was so weak that he didn't dare to say a word, but he still came up and said with a smile: "Mo Chou is not in Ganlu Temple now, she invited herself to Lingyun Peak to practice, if Niangniang wants to see her, Poor Ni will immediately ask her to come over." ”

Shen Meizhuang frowned and glanced at Jingbai, raised his handkerchief and wiped his tears: "No need." Picking the moon, preparing a sedan chair, the palace went to Lingyun Peak. ”

"Yes." Cai Yue bowed and retreated, and ordered someone to prepare a sedan chair.

Jing Bai and the host's face suddenly became ugly, and Jing Bai persuaded repeatedly: "Niangniang, the first snow has just stopped, and the mountain is high and ......the road is far away."

Shen Meizhuang didn't listen at all.

She couldn't guess that the group of people in Ganlu Temple was no different from the people in the palace, they all watched people put down dishes, and the Queen Mother stopped letting Fangruo out of the palace last year, so it was strange that these people could treat Huan'er leniently. She doesn't have a seizure now, because she wants to see Zhen Huan's situation first.

Lingyun Peak is remote and secluded, there are a few fat wild cats at the foot of the mountain, remembering that Zhen Huan is most afraid of cats, Shen Meizhuang's heart instantly hanged, fortunately, all the way up the mountain, the wild cats can't be seen, but the surroundings are very deserted, and the shadows of the trees are thick, and they can't help but be a little gloomy.

Finally arrived, Shen Meizhuang got off the sedan chair, walked up the steps, and saw a dilapidated hut around the corner.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Zhen Huan get up to greet her, and she burst into tears before she spoke: "Huan'er, it's me who is not good, and I have only come to see you now." She was pulled by Zhen Huan to sit down on the edge of the bed, holding hands and looking at each other with tears in her eyes, she couldn't help but hold back, and said, "Our sisters have only seen each other for so many years, what are you doing just crying?" ”

Zhen Huan looked at Shen Meizhuang's noble dress and beautiful complexion, and knew that she was doing well in the palace, but her eyes were dark and green, and her expression looked a little haggard, and she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart.

Shen Meizhuang turned his head and looked around, and he was already dissatisfied in his heart: "It's so decent, how can you let the sister of this palace live in such a remote place?" The main palace comes from Ganlu Temple, even if it takes half an hour to sit in a sedan chair, is this how Ganlu Temple takes care of the lady who goes out of the palace to practice? ”

"I was sick for a while now, so I moved here to recuperate." Zhen Huan had long lost her previous grievances, but she thanked Jingbai for her framing back then, forcing her to leave Ganlu Temple, otherwise, how could she have the marriage between her and King Guojun today, so she did not rely on Shen Meizhuang's momentum, but opened her mouth to relieve the siege for the host, "Don't do the host's business." ”

The host looked grateful: "Don't be merciful." ”

"Yes, yes, Mo Chou was sick, so he moved it out." Jing Bai hurriedly came forward to show up, for fear that he would be punished.

Shen Meizhuang furrowed his brows, but he didn't say anything more, only said with a cold face: "You all go out and wait, this palace still has something to say to Mo Chou." Everyone was about to retreat, but she spoke again, "It's just the others, Master Jingbai is too strong, so let's sweep away the residual snow on the road back to the palace for the palace." ”

Caiyue on the side was clever, and immediately opened his mouth to cut off what Jing Bai wanted to say: "In order to show this filial piety to Concubine Hui, please ask the master to complete it independently." ”

Jingbai's face froze for a moment, looked at the host, then looked at Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan, and saw that no one spoke anymore, so he could only nod his head curtly: "Yes." ”

The mountain road is high and long, and the heavy snow has just stopped, and the snow is all over the ground, which is really difficult for people to physically do. But Jingbai also knew that Shen Meizhuang was standing up for Zhen Huan, and she did bully Zhen Huan, and now she didn't dare to beg for mercy, but she felt panicked at the sneering eyes of the upper-class Zhu.

"Why do you bother her like this?" Zhen Huan said with a wry smile.

Shen Meizhuang pursed his lips, only took her hand and said, "You have suffered a lot of grievances in Ganlu Temple. Seeing that she lowered her eyes and refused to admit it, she said, "Are you still hiding it from me like this, and you don't even know if you look at me?" You were deposed from the palace and sent out, how can there be anyone in this world who does not worship the high and the low, even the Buddhist temple is not exempt from the vulgar. I was going to see you just now, that Jingbai pushed three and four times, said that it was cold, and said that the road was slippery, I only said a few words when I saw your face, and she was like that, it can be seen that she bullied you a lot on weekdays. She slowed down, and then said, "I sent her down in front of you, first, to teach her a lesson, and second, I won't think that you instigated me, and even more embarrassed you." ”

Zhen Huan's heart warmed: "It's hard for my sister to be so careful." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I just think that you have suffered enough, and I heard that the host said that you were seriously ill and moved out of Ganlu Temple, this way, I was so flustered that I couldn't do it, and now I can rest assured that you look good." Shen Meizhuang said, and unconsciously burst into tears.

Zhen Huan saw a little strange, and couldn't help asking: "My sister is now a concubine, what kind of important things do I need my sister to go out of the palace in person?" Seeing that the year is about to end, the palace should be the busiest time, did Rong'er let her sister go out of the palace to find me? ”

Speaking of An Lingrong, Shen Meizhuang suddenly burst into tears, she stabilized her emotions, so as not to lose her temper, she only choked up and said: "Rong'er, she is about to be unable to hold on......"

"Okay, what's going on?" Zhen Huan's face changed greatly.

She knows An Lingrong, she has always been strategic, and her ability is especially above her, I heard that she gave birth to the prince and became a concubine, and not long ago she raised the flag with her family, the queen should not be able to shake her, but looking at Shen Meizhuang's expression, it is clear that something has happened.

She suddenly remembered Fang Cai, and in a trance she seemed to hear the mourning music of the funeral, and suddenly thought of something, and asked tremblingly, "Who died?" Yes, yes...... Is it Hazy Moon? ”

Shen Meizhuang shook his head with tears in his eyes and cried: "It's Ankang." ”