The autumn wind and moon are bright, and the world is in September.

The weather turned cold, and in front of a deserted palace, an ancient tree stood and its roots were intertwined.

The autumn is cold, so that the branches and leaves of the ancient trees fade green, and the withered yellow leaves fall with the wind, fall to the ground, and also fall on the somewhat rusty swing.

At the entrance of the palace and on the green tiles, there are scattered piles of fallen leaves. The high eaves are covered with cobwebs, revealing a trace of desolation under the golden splendor.

During this period, a palace maid came to clean, but she was sternly shouted back by a woman swinging under the ancient tree, just because the sound of sweeping the floor was too loud, for fear of disturbing the young man who was sleeping in the palace.

Under the bare ancient tree, a confused woman was swinging.

It's just a rusty chain, and the sound made between the woman's shaking is a little unpleasant.

The woman turned a deaf ear, she frowned on a pair of willow eyebrows, and the curvature at the corners of her mouth seemed to be smiling. On her cheeks, two lines of tears flowed, and tears dripped down the woman's jaw, wetting the white clothes on her chest.

The white skirt fell naturally, sweeping the yellow leaves under the woman.

There is a sound in the wind, and there are traces of tears.

The woman in white was crying, but the look on her face was very complicated, like crying, laughing, and sad......

"Yuan'er, autumn is cool, your favorite swing has quietly rusted, and your favorite ancient song, my mother has not played it again. It's just that in this nether realm, my mother regretted coming a little. ”

The woman in white looked up at the somewhat dim sky through the branches of the ancient tree, and a murmur came out of her mouth.

The long hair behind the woman in white hung down to her waist, and the green silk danced in the wind, with a slight fragrance. Emei's lightly swept face was not powdered, and there were tear stains on her cheeks, but she still couldn't hide her beautiful face, with a slender waist and limbs, like a weak willow supporting the wind.

The woman in white who had just cried, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and the pear blossoms looked like rain.

"Yuan'er, when you were just born, my father sent someone to the Nether Realm to take you back to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors. It's just that my mother forced you to die, which left you by my side, in the lower realm, if my mother was ruthless enough to let them take you away, you wouldn't be like this. In this life, my mother made two wrong decisions, one was to stay in the Nether Realm and marry him despite my father's opposition. And the other is that your mother kept you by her side. ”

The swing was shaking, swinging down a withered yellow leaf, some of which fell on the ground and the roof, and some of which landed on the green silk of the woman in white, on her shoulders, and on her heart.

"Looking back on the past, my mother also had the happiest moment, but the heart is separated by the belly, I was also confused by my eyes, and my infatuation finally turned into a pool of bitter water. Some of the things I did in the Nether Realm were given up to others and made wedding dresses for others. ”

The woman in white was remembering, she frowned tightly, it was an unbearable past. "Yuan'er, it's good to have you by my mother's side, otherwise my mother would have been unable to support it. ”

The woman in white raised her eyebrows and smiled, like a flower blooming with the last beauty, the corners of her eyes, the smile on her mouth, and the curved and curved arc were so sad.

"The vast nether realm, where we can't see the sky, but there is no place for our mother and son, this is really ridiculous, sad, and lamentable. ”

In September in the world, autumn is strong, and the autumn breeze is also cool.

If the body is cold, you can add some clothes to keep out the cold, if the heart is cold, even if it is nine feet of red iron, it is difficult to melt.

It was a time when the peach blossoms were in full bloom.

A small boy, dressed in a brocade robe with gold trim, was playing with a group of palace maids in front of the gate of this palace, under this ancient tree.

The young man's eyes were covered with a black cloth, and he was blind in the dark, trying to catch the palace maids who were hiding everywhere and snickering.

Playing and laughing filled the palace.

The young man was still young, he only knew how to find joy in playing, and if he was a little tired from playing, he would lie in his mother's arms and listen to his mother's story.

That year, in March, the peach blossoms bloomed.

The emperor of the Celestial Empire stroked his palms and laughed, and gave an amnesty decree to the cold palace, so that the young man and the woman in white accompanied him to the garden of ten thousand flowers to see the beautiful scenery of the peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms in full bloom are beautiful, and the fragrance of flowers in the garden is intoxicating.

The fragrance of peach blossoms is also to attract bees and butterflies, so that bees and butterflies flock and fly among them.

"It's beautiful. ”

Seeing such a picturesque beauty, the young man was a little obsessed, and broke free of the hand of the woman in white, he spread his arms in the peach blossom forest, shuttling, running.

The young man also blushed, shaking the peach tree with some thick branches.

With the shaking, countless petals turned into a flower rain as soon as they fell, the young man looked up and smiled very happily, he opened his arms, turned in a circle in the flower rain, and shouted in his mouth that his mother is coming.

In addition to the emperor of the Celestial Empire, there are also ministers and generals of the Celestial Empire. They all turned their heads and stopped, and a laugh came out of their mouths, "The little prince is still young, but he is just a little playful."

It's just that the emperor of the Celestial Empire frowned and stared, with a slight displeasure in his expression.

"Yuan'er, come back quickly. ”

The woman in white who fell far behind the team, in her eyes, except for the young man, there was only the figure at the front of the team.

Peach blossom is the national flower of the Celestial Empire, and how can it be trampled on at will. The woman in white's heart tightened, but the young man was a little carried away, so he didn't hear the cry of the woman in white.

"Yuan'er, flowers are pleasing to the eye, not for playing. ”

The woman in white ran forward and pulled Yuan'er back to the flower-viewing procession, and there was no blame on her face.

"Mother, the peach blossom rain is gone. ”

Yuan'er's little face was still unfinished, but seeing her mother's serious appearance, Yuan'er could only stay by her mother's side obediently.

No one shook the peach tree anymore, and the peach blossom rain stopped falling. The flower viewing of this trip, Yuan'er also lost interest.

"Mother, why didn't my father let us go to the front, the queue is too long, and the people are a little crowded. ”

Yuan'er's vision was blocked by the people in front of him, and he could only see the emperor of the Celestial Empire around the corner, talking and laughing with the support of the ministers, wearing a golden dragon robe, and raising his hands and feet, all of which were extraordinary.

Next to the emperor of the Celestial Empire, he was followed by a young man, wrapped in a gorgeous dress with gold edges. The corner of the young man's mouth was smiling, calm and calm, and his appearance was only a few years older than Yuan'er.

"Yuan'er, have you heard something?"

The woman in white looked flustered, and she couldn't help but tighten her hand holding Yuan'er. In front of people, she is graceful and luxurious, but she sacrifices her life to protect Yuan'er.

In the dead of night, she could only secretly feel sad.

"Mother, I heard Sister Xiuhe say that the place where we live is the Cold Palace, a place abandoned by my father. Yuan'er has been very obedient since she was a child, why did my father abandon us, mother. ”

Yuan'er raised her little face and said very seriously.

The young man beside the emperor of the Heavenly Empire, with that breezy appearance, Yuan'er was a little envious in his heart.

"Yuan'er, Xiuhe should have heard others chewing on the root of his tongue, your father is just busy with state affairs, if he has free time, he will definitely come to visit Yuan'er. ”

The woman in white looked at the figure at the front of the team, her eyes also changed from complicated to painful, and she was also struggling.

Xiuhe is a poor little girl, about the same age as Yuan'er, and has been by her side since she was a child, just like the daughter of a woman in white.

Xiuhe's delicate face, delicate facial features, and very well-behaved and sensible.

Ten Thousand Gardens, although named after Ten Thousand Flowers, is dominated by peach blossoms.

The pink sky that catches the eye overshadows the flowers that compete elsewhere, and for a while, they can only be eclipsed, just in the most beautiful fragrance, but no one cares.

"Ah......... Mother, my head hurts, mother, my head hurts........."

Wan Huayuan was very large, but when he was just halfway there, Yuan'er's appearance suddenly became hideous.

Yuan'er yelled, broke free from the hand of the woman in white, rolled on the ground, and pounded the ground with her head, her forehead was broken, and blood flowed past the tip of her nose, which also made Yuan'er's appearance even more terrifying.

"Mother, my head hurts so much, my mother helps Yuan'er. ”

Yuan'er was holding his head in both hands, he was wailing in pain, rolling on the ground, asking his mother for help.

"Yuan'er, what's wrong with you, Yuan'er ......"

The woman in white's face turned pale, and she didn't care if she would strangle Yuan'er. The woman in white hurriedly held Yuan'er in her arms, and the mutation suddenly appeared, and the woman in white was so frightened that she was a little out of her mind. "Yuan'er, don't scare your mother, Yuan'er. ”

"Mother, my head hurts so much, it's about to blow up. ”

Yuan'er, who had a splitting headache, writhed again with all his strength in the arms of the woman in white, his facial features were wrinkled, and his bloody face was hideous and terrifying.

The woman in white had her chest dyed red, and she didn't dare to let go.

"What happened next?"

The wail of the voice was heard, which alarmed the flower-viewing team. The Emperor of the Celestial Empire turned his head, the nature of the flowers was disturbed, and there was a trace of anger surging between his eyebrows.

"King Qiqi, it was the little prince who suddenly had a headache, and he wailed. ”

An official bowed down to the side of the Celestial Emperor and whispered a message.

The emperors of the Celestial Empire looked displeased, and they were also a little inexplicable, but they were also afraid of suffering an unwarranted disaster.

The procession of flower-viewing suddenly dispersed, and it was a little far away from the woman in white and Yuan'er.

"Take them with you, it's really a big deal, send someone to escort them back. ”

The emperor of the Celestial Dynasty flicked his sleeves, and on the occasion of enjoying the flowers, he only snorted lightly.

"Yes, my king. ”

The flower-viewing procession continued to move forward, leaving only the woman in white who was kneeling on the ground and holding Yuan'er tightly in her arms.

"Yuan'er, you sleep for a while, and your head won't hurt when you wake up. ”

Yuan'er's appearance became more and more hideous, and his strength in struggling became greater and greater. On the cheeks of the woman in white, two lines of tears flowed silently, her body was trembling, and finally she stretched out her trembling hand and slapped it on the back of Yuan'er's head.

"Hmm. ”

Yuan'er didn't struggle anymore and fell asleep in the arms of the woman in white.

"My poor boy. ”

The woman in white looked down at the scar on Yuan'er's forehead and his bloody face.

The woman in white was like a knife, and she also raised her eyes, looking at the flower-viewing procession that was getting farther and farther away, and her eyes were already full of hatred.

"Xia Wuhou, you are really ruthless. ”

Ten armor soldiers carried a sedan chair from far and near, and the woman in white carried Yuan'er in her arms and got on the sedan chair.

There were some bumps in the sedan chair, and the woman in white took out a cloud silk brocade handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on Yuan'er's face. "Yuan'er, when you wake up, we will go home, in the Nether, we are always strangers. ”

The eyes of the woman in white were firm, and the resoluteness at the moment when the emperor of the Celestial Empire turned around finally shattered the last illusion in her heart.

The Nether Realm is not where she belongs after all.

In the cold palace, Yuan'er slept on the soft bed with a pale face, and three days and three nights had passed since the flower viewing to today.

The woman in white who had been sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time had a haggard face, and she held Yuan'er's hand, but she didn't see Yuan'er's eyes move too much.

Yuan'er fell asleep like this, the wax torch turned to ashes and tears began to dry, and as the night passed, the woman in white cried and swollen her eyes.

The snow of winter has not yet arrived, but the sideburns of the woman in white are dyed with a touch of snow.

"Niangniang, the little prince will definitely wake up. ”

On the side of the bed, a little girl with a delicate appearance and a pair of beautiful eyes were a little swollen from crying. The little girl took the hand of the woman in white, accompanied the woman in white, and waited for Yuan'er day and night.

The emperor of the Celestial Empire did not come to visit here, and during this period, he only sent someone to greet him and sent some medicine.

The woman in white didn't look up, then waved her hand and sent the person who delivered the medicine away.

A month later, the ground was covered with dust, the beams were netted, and the palace was lonely in the bleak state.

After returning from cherry blossom viewing, Yuan'er has been falling into a deep sleep. His three souls and six spirits were gradually passing, and even the most precious medicine had no effect.

Seeing this, the woman in white could only forcibly use the spirit element, slowing down the speed of Yuan'er's soul.

This is an irreversible pass, the woman in white suddenly thought of a record in an ancient book, worried, looked at Yuan'er lying on the bed, and firmly believed that this was just a coincidence.

After the summer, the autumn is coming, the autumn wind withers the branches and leaves of the ancient trees, and the yellow leaves fall on the ground of the cold palace and the roof with the wind.

"Mother, it's cold, let's warm up after drinking hot porridge. ”

The little girl held a bowl of hot porridge in both hands and gently placed it on the wooden table next to the bed.

"Xiuhe, thank you for your hard work. ”

Xiuhe's fate is ill-fated, she is well-behaved and sensible, she is already lovable, and she is also accompanying her during this time, and the woman in white simply recognizes Xiuhe as her daughter, and is the same as Yuan'er, calling her her mother.

The rice porridge was steaming, and the fragrance of rice hit the mouth and nose, but Yuan'er couldn't wake up for a long time, and the woman in white was boring to eat anything, and it was boring to see anything.

"Xiuhe, you eat, I'll go to him in the evening and ask him for something. ”

The woman in white pushed the rice porridge in front of Xiuhe, she couldn't eat it, and she didn't want to waste Xiuhe's hard work.

"Mother, Xiuhe has already eaten, you eat the porridge and then go, if the little prince wakes up and sees his mother's emaciated face, I'm afraid he will cry. ”

Xiuhe shook her head, she looked at Yuan'er lying on the bed, that little boy, who had been pestering her since he was a child, and if he didn't accompany him, he would cry and make a fuss.

The scenes are vivid, Xiuhe covered her mouth and snickered, smiling and laughing, and a string of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Yes, Yuan'er is a little troublemaker. ”

The woman in white took a bite of white porridge and laughed.

Outside the door, the swing under the ancient tree was made for Yuan'er, and now it is rusty.

The rice porridge that should be sweet in the mouth, but when you eat it, it has a bitter taste.