peasant young lady

Chapter 347

Zhu Youzhao is a prince, and all the funeral procedures followed the prince's etiquette. At the moment he was put into the coffin, Cheng Xia saw the corner of the photo where his chest was exposed in his brand new clothes. That was his last insistence.

At the funeral, Cheng Xia finally saw Weiyun, she was dressed in mourning clothes with a calm expression.The years have already drawn countless marks on her face, although she is old, she has added charm.

At the moment when she fell into the coffin, Cheng Xia saw Weiyun's tightly clenched hands and the way she was crying, so she knew that Weiyun had feelings for Zhu Youzhao.

Cheng Xia stared blankly at the huge coffins that had been buried little by little, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.

She clearly knew what happened after Zhu Youzhao's death.

Two years later, his son Zhu Houcong came to the throne, and despite the objections of his courtiers, he pursued Zhu Youcong as emperor. In October 1521, Zhu Youzhang was honored as Emperor Xingxian; in 10, he was honored as Emperor Xian; in 1524, the name of the temple was named Ruizong; The tomb will also be upgraded and rebuilt in accordance with the regulations of the emperor's mausoleum later, and it will become the obvious mausoleum in the future.

Cheng Xia breathed a sigh of relief, listened to the mourning and music around him, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and turned to go back.

"Mrs. Shao," a familiar voice behind her called her, even if she didn't turn her head, Cheng Xia knew it was Weiyun.

Wei Yun walked in front of Cheng Xia, lowered her eyes, and said after a long time, "Your Highness is buried in the ground, if you are not in a hurry to leave, why not follow me back to Xing Wangfu, I want to show you something. "

Cheng Xia glanced back at the mausoleum for the last time, then turned around and followed Wei Yun back to King Xing's mansion.

On the carriage back, Weiyun looked at Cheng Xia, and said lightly, "I never thought that you haven't changed at all after so many years."

Cheng Xia nodded, "You have become taciturn."

"Is there?" Weiyun raised his hand and rubbed the position of his temple, "I have been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha these years, so my mind has naturally become much calmer. After all, at this age, I am not as good as before."

"I'm sorry!" Cheng Xia bit her lower lip and said regretfully, "If I had known that you and King Xing would get along like this, I would never have told him that you were Jiang Yan's daughter."

"No, actually I want to thank you," Weiyun forced a smile, "I have never regretted marrying Your Highness, and I even want to thank you for giving me such a chance. Although I have no destiny or share with His Highness, But being around a man like His Highness is more cherished than being married to anyone else."

Wei Yun paused, looked at Cheng Xia, "Actually, I know everything you did in the early years."

Seeing Cheng Xia suddenly looked up at her, Wei Yun smiled and said, "You may be wondering how I know, it's actually Shangluo." Wei Yun opened the curtain and looked at the scenery passing by outside the car, the green trees were lush and covered the sky. However, she couldn’t hide the bleakness in her heart. “When I came to Hubei with my highness, Shangluo came with me. I heard all the conversations between his highness and him. His highness said that he hoped that Shangluo would live with him.” Go to the palace near you. He is worried about you, afraid that you will be wronged and bullied, but he can't always look at you. left behind."

Weiyun sighed, "Since then, Shangluo has become your neighbor. He comes to Anlu Prefecture once a year and tells His Highness how you have been doing in the past year. Every time that comes, His Highness will feel much better. He will look forward to Shangluo coming to inquire about you in detail."

Wei Yun smiled self-deprecatingly, "I've also heard everything about you for 20 years. I lived with His Highness for 20 years after we got married, and then left." Wei Yun said, turning to Looking at Cheng Xia, "Do you know that Shangluo actually likes you too."

Seeing the way Cheng Xia's eyes widened suddenly, Wei Yun couldn't help shaking her head, "I've seen it for a long time, as early as when I was drunk in the red building. At that time, as long as you went to the drunk red building, Shang Luo's eyes never left you. No matter what you confess, he will always agree without any conditions. Of course, at that time, I was just skeptical, and I was really sure after arriving in Hubei."

Wei Yun stroked her messy temples, and said after a long time, "I saw Shang Luo talking about you with His Highness, they were all so radiant, and I knew that Shang Luo had also fallen. I once told His Highness, I said He arranged Shangluo by your side, which was tantamount to pushing out Shangluo's life. After hearing what I said, His Highness just sighed and said that it is hard not to like anyone who stays by your side for a long time. You. You see, Shangluo is still alone, I read it right."

Cheng Xia couldn't hide the astonishment in her heart. She always thought that Shang Luo was used to being carefree, but she didn't expect that.
The carriage wobbled all the way from Chunde Mountain to King Xing's Mansion, and after getting off the carriage, Wei Yun led Cheng Xia to the backyard.Passing by a small courtyard, Weiyun suddenly stopped, pointed to the closed door and told Cheng Xia, "A woman who looks somewhat similar to you almost lived here."

Seeing Cheng Xia was shocked, Wei Yun continued, "In the past two years, King Xing's health has been deteriorating and his spirit has become worse and worse. Sometimes his mind is messed up, and he will forget someone or something from time to time. .Although I don't live here, I will come back to visit occasionally in the past two years. That time, when I came back, the servant told me that His Highness just kicked out a woman who looks very similar to you, and that woman belongs to His Highness. The subordinates detected his mind and found it specially."

"His Highness was angry when he saw it, and he drove the woman away without hesitation. The subordinate said that he just didn't want to see His Highness unhappy every day, and said that as long as he gave this woman a small courtyard, she would be happy." Stayed very honestly. But His Highness still drove him away. Later, His Highness told me that he might forget everyone and everything, but he didn’t allow himself to forget you. He didn’t need to find any substitute, you are you , has never been unique.”

Wei Yun tried her best to smile and looked at Cheng Xia, "When your Highness was talking to me, he wrote down two lines of poems on the paper. When I left, I glanced at them. Those two lines were: I am so forgetful when I am old. Only don’t forget lovesickness.”

Cheng Xia listened quietly, then suddenly looked at Wei Yun, "Actually, he treats you well, at least he won't hide anything from you."

"Really?" Weiyun asked indifferently, "Your Highness said that you once told him to be nice to me. He remembered it, so he never treated me badly."

Wei Yun took Cheng Xia around the back garden and headed towards the most remote corner, "But you would never have thought that in the 20 years since our wedding, His Highness has never touched me."

Cheng Xia paused, looked at Wei Yun in disbelief, her brows raised high, "There is such a thing?"

"Yeah, it's unbelievable," Wei Yun smiled wryly, "He didn't go back to his room on the night of the wedding, but let the young man come over and tell him that he went to the study. From then on, I knew that my whole life, or a A great tragedy, but I didn’t expect this tragedy to spread infinitely. For the next 20 years, he was polite to me, but he didn’t touch me at all. Until the Spring Festival 12 years ago, he called me into his room, The two of us, the only time we had a relationship, was that time, I gave birth to Xiao'er, but only once, he was back to normal. I don't know what prompted him to make that decision, but for me, always happy."

Weiyun pushed open the courtyard door, and entered side by side with Cheng Xia, "After giving birth to my son, I invited myself to go to a manor in the outskirts, and took my hair to practice, eat fast and chant Buddha, and pray for their father and son."

"No matter what, I'm always grateful to you." Before pushing open the door of the study, Wei Yun looked at Cheng Xia sincerely and solemnly, "I'm already content to be able to marry King Xing in this life."

The door was pushed open, and Cheng Xia looked at the huge study room, which was covered with her portraits. Her dry eye sockets instantly filled with tears.

She originally thought that what King Xing liked was only the girl in the two photos, not her in real life. After all these years, she really thought so.

But now, when so many portraits are placed in front of her, she can no longer deceive herself. King Xing has been hurting for her all his life, for the smiling woman in the photo, and for her.

Cheng Xia's eyes blurred by tears swept over the portraits. In it, when she and King Xing met for the first time, she was wearing a veil at the entrance of the medicinal food workshop, and she accidentally bumped into Zhu Youzhu who had just entered the door, staggered, She couldn't help standing a little unsteadily, it was Zhu Youzhao who helped her up.The portrait is fixed at the moment when the two look at each other, her eyes are full of pity and pity, his eyes are cold and aloof and curious;

The second time we met was at the Herbal Food Workshop, her face was no longer veiled, when she was happily walking towards Aunt Han with two dishes, when she suddenly saw him, she couldn't help but quickly put down the dishes and turned to leave , he called to her;
The third time we met was at the Jiaotai Hall in the Forbidden City. She was wearing a red dance dress. Following the maids to the entrance of the Jiaotai Hall, she raised her eyes and collided with Zhu Youzhao who was in the hall. At that time, there was surprise in his eyes. Cheng Xia Now it is seen in the painting;
Traveling through the portraits, Cheng Xia realized that she had so many good times.

She was wearing Ming Dynasty clothes and standing on the white marble railing in front of Wenlou. He called out behind her. She suddenly turned her head. At that moment, he drew it. In Changling, a light snow fell in the sky at dusk, and she was happy On the day of his wedding, he stood opposite her under the moonlight, with the moonlight on his head and white snow under his feet. He also drew such a peaceful picture.

Even later, she was swinging on the swing rack in Cheng's mansion, and there were scenes of her teaching Shao Cheng a lesson. Shang Luo told him that he drew the scene on paper based on his imagination.

Cheng Xia raised her hand to cover her eyes, but she couldn't hide the turbulent tears. What's so good about her? It's worth him doing all this for her, worth his whole life.

Seeing her sad look, Weiyun slowly approached her, "Actually, I am very envious of you. You can have such a man who loves and cares you wholeheartedly. King Xing has already confessed that when he goes, these paintings They will all be placed in his mausoleum, and he will leave with them. I brought you here today to let you take a look. There was once a man who loved you all his life until he died."

Wei Yun closed her eyes, then tears welled up in her eyes, she called the servant, collected all the scrolls, and sent them to King Xing's mausoleum.

Cheng Xia watched helplessly as she was uncovered one by one in vivid portraits, and then the whole study room became empty. For a moment, a corner of her heart was also a little empty.

Some feelings, in the end, only sighs are left.

(End of this chapter)