The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Chapter 67 You go back and wait for me

Speaking of Qingluan, Xu Wanning casually chatted with Jingshu: "I don't understand how honorable this imperial cousin, a princess, is, she! But she is a sickly person, and every time I see her, I feel miserable. It's sad, I don't know where all those worries come from at her young age."

Jing Shu asked: "The last time you entered the palace with your grandmother, how did you see her?"

Xu Wanning replied: "It's still so weak that I can't stand the wind, dragging my grandma to cry and cry, tears falling endlessly, I hate this the most, crying makes people upset."

As she said that, she took a sip of tea, sighed and complained: "I thought it would be easy to enter the palace, but at least I let the female officer lead me around to open my eyes. I heard her cry all the time, but I didn't go anywhere." Xu Wanning sighed leisurely: "Hey! It's a pity, this rare opportunity was wasted."

After hearing Xu Wanning's words, Li Xian couldn't help but snorted in a low voice.

Xu Wanning was like a big aggressive rooster, even Li Xian's inaudible scolding could not escape her sharp ears.

She turned her head, stared at Li Xian, and said with a low voice, "What are you humming? You think I'm worthless! Hehe, you are promising, hehe, if you are really talented, you can earn my life and come back , I am the same as my grandmother, whenever I want to enter the palace, just pass a sign and someone will arrange it."

Li Xian's face was livid due to his scorn, and he couldn't get angry in front of everyone. He flicked his sleeves angrily, got up and left the table angrily.

Seeing that he had been defeated, Xu Wanning let out a long breath.

On the first seat, the old lady who was envied by Xu Wanning was very happy today. It is such an honor for her grandson to command thousands of troops in front of the emperor and attract the attention of all.In addition, hearing the lady officer who came just now say that her precious granddaughter is well recently, her heart that has been hanging has also been comforted.

Zhen Guogong has been sick all year round and rarely comes out. Today is the time when his son is in the limelight, and he made an exception to go out.

He is tall and tall, and he was also an imposing person when he was young, but he was sick all the year round, and now his face is full of vicissitudes, and he has no longer the glory of the past.

He leaned on the soft pillow and sat beside the old lady. Seeing that his mother was happy today, Duke Zhen felt relieved.

He knew very well that his mother's life, although she looked at it gloriously, was full of unbearable suffering.Two daughters died tragically in the palace one after another, the second son died young, and of the four neatly arranged children, now only he, the eldest son, is left, but he is ill all the year round.

After all these years, he held on to his breath, one for his mother, and the other for his wife.

He didn't want his mother to experience the heart-wrenching pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man away again, and he hoped that in his lifetime, he and his wife would have a chance to settle their past grievances.

Zhen Guogong felt sorry for him, he looked up at his wife on the high platform, Princess Fuxi who was sitting next to Emperor Ming at the moment.

He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't seen her, and she hadn't seen him since that incident.Even if he braved the cold wind and rain, stood in front of her door in the cold wind, frost and snow and tried his best to explain to her, she didn't soften her heart at all.

That's how she decided not to give him a chance.

Zhen Guogong sat still, looking deeply at the blurred figure of his wife hidden under layers of yellow mantle and canopy on the high platform, the pain in his heart was once again like a raging tide, violently tumbling.

Just when he was feeling very sad here, his old friend and comrade-in-arms——Zhou Yi came over.

He saluted the old lady gently and respectfully, and then sat down beside Duke Zhen.

"You should be relieved to see brother Ling being so successful." Zhou Yi said.

Duke Zhen retracted his thoughts, couldn't help coughing twice, and replied with a smile: "I'm ashamed to say, Brother Ling's success has nothing to do with me as a father, it's all thanks to your uncle." .”

The old lady also turned her head to look at Zhou Yi when she heard the words, and continued: "Isn't it? Before Brother Ling grows up, our family's old man has receded from his bowel disease. It was not you who brought Brother Ling to the battlefield for the first time. Is it on?"

Zhou Yi replied with a smile: "Auntie is serious, it has to be Ling Ge himself who is talented and willing to make progress, I don't dare to be greedy for credit."

After sitting for a long time, Duke Zhen couldn't take it anymore, and he couldn't help coughing from time to time.

Zhou Yi patted his back and said, "Oh! Time is not forgiving, and we are all old in a flash."

The old lady looked at Zhou Yi's gorgeous hair growing out of her temples, and couldn't help feeling sad again.

The Duke of Zhen's mansion and General Zhou's mansion have been friends for generations. The gentle and upright major general Zhou Yi and her A Tian were childhood sweethearts. Zhou Yi had a deep affection for her daughter. The figure of the major general kneeling stubbornly in front of their house is still in her mind, lingering.

If she had tried her best to stop her husband and not let her youngest daughter enter the palace, she would have fulfilled the lovers.With Zhou Yi's personality, he will definitely take good care of her daughter for the rest of her life, and her lively and bright little daughter will not end up in such a tragic end.

Zhou Yi was chatting with Lord Zhen Guo, and seemingly unintentionally asked the old lady: "I heard from my wife that my aunt has entered the palace a while ago?"

Of course, the old lady understood that he wanted to inquire about Qingluan. It can be seen that even though her Ah Tian has been gone for so many years, the person who once loved her deeply still has not let go.

The old lady had mixed feelings, and she forced a smile to reply: "I went to see the Ninth Princess."

Zhou Yi looked at the old lady anxiously, but he hesitated to ask any questions.

The old lady continued: "Princess Ninth is fine, but after going through this illness, her body will inevitably be weaker. Fortunately, a female official came here just now and said that she is much better now."

Hearing what the old lady said, Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

The old lady also sighed for a long time, thinking in her heart: If he and A Tian had been fulfilled in the past, the young couple at that time would be full of children and grandchildren now.

The twilight is all together, and the sparrows return to their nests.The resounding sound of the horn sounded, and Da Qi's military parade once every three years ended.

The yellow sand all over the sky outside Chang'an City suddenly faded, and the bright yellow guard of honor on the high platform slowly moved towards the imperial city.

Against the setting sun and flowing clouds, Li Ling, dressed in shining armor, walked towards his family.

He strode up to the old lady, father and Zhou Yi, clasped his hands together, and said gently, "Grandmother, father, Uncle Zhou."

The old lady nodded with tears in her eyes, Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with emotion: "There is a successor to Daqi!"

Duke Zhen coughed twice, and said to his son, "I'm going to the palace to face the saint later, so go and do your work." When his son turned around and was about to leave, he said in a low voice, "Your mother is also in the palace. , you go and see her."

Li Ling nodded, and before turning around to leave, he walked up to Jingshu. He still had the same cold and serious face when he commanded thousands of troops under the city just now, but he looked at her with tenderness.

The golden helmet on his head shone with dazzling brilliance against the setting sun, making people unable to open their eyes. Jing Shu stood in front of him not too far away, and said indifferently: "Go and do your work first."

He looked at her and replied, "you go back and wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode down the tower, stepped on the steed, and headed towards the imperial city.

(End of this chapter)