Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Su Su lowered her voice and said, "We don't know, it was the emperor who came and took Miss Sun away."

"Oh?"

I frowned subconsciously.

The convulsions did not escape Susu's eyes. She looked at me, carefully approached me, and said softly, "Miss, where did the emperor take Miss Sun? We asked, and they did not say, Sun Miss also said. "

"..."

I was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Left is just a few places in this palace. Don't ask more, lest people say you talk a lot and punish you."

"Oh, I see."

At night, everyone was all packed, and Miaoyan didn't go back to her room to sleep, but instead lay in my quilt. Although usually, she rarely actually sleeps in her room, all sleeping with me. But tonight, as soon as I lay on the bed, I felt she crawled over into my arms, and two small hands tightly wrapped around my waist.

I smiled and looked down at her: "What's wrong? The bigger the child, the more it looks."

Miaoyan didn't say anything, just stuck it to my chest. After a while, she suddenly said dullly, "Mother, will you get sick?"

"what?"

"Will you still get sick? I asked Wu Yan today, and she said that her mother used to get sick often and was very sick. Will she still get sick now?"

I was silent for a moment, then laughed: "Do you think your mother is getting sick?"

She raised her head and looked at me with wide eyes, shook her head for a while, and shook her head: "It's not like, I think the mother is good, but it's better, much better than others."

I realized that the "other" was someone else, otherwise she wouldn't come up with such a sentence for no reason. After a while, I said gently, "Are you going to see the sick concubine today?" Mother? "

Miaoyan hurriedly looked up at me: "Mother, how do you know?"

"Listen to your father."

"Ah? Dad said it clearly, don't tell his mother."

"..."

I gritted my teeth before I could endure the bad breath in my chest, but the expression on my face was twitching, and even twitching. The wonderful words immediately sensed something, and said carefully, "Mother, don't you like it?" That mother. "

"..." I was silent for a while, trying to calm down my emotions, letting my expression look natural, and then looked at her: "How about you? Do you like her?"

Instead of answering this question immediately, she thought about it for a while, leaning her head, and said, "I don't even like it. I don't know her well."

I thought about it for a moment, and realized immediately that what she said was "not sure" but actually meant "not quite understanding".

The like of a person is naturally based on understanding. The bottom line of the other person is not clear about what is good or evil.

"But," she smiled suddenly. "She looks good."

I couldn't help laughing.

Reaching out and pinching her little nose, she twisted: "You, so superficial!"

Counting it, since seeing her for the first time in Wohuzhai in the past, my daughter has always valued the appearance of people, stubbornly determined that I am a great beauty; the first time I saw Ruyi in plain clothes, it was also very kind to her Impolite, but this is also normal, after all, everyone has a love for beauty, and it is not a sin to like a beauty.

I pinched her little nose, and hurriedly whispered and opened my hand, rubbed her nose, and looked at me: "What's so bad about being beautiful, and my mother is also beautiful!"

"Really? Then who do you think is more beautiful than her?"

"Uh ... mum is pretty!"

I reached out and pinched her little nose again: "False!"

She was pinched by me, oh, oh, yelled, and after a while I let go of my hand and muttered, "I was like that! I think the mother is beautiful, the world is the most beautiful! Besides, what ’s so bad about being beautiful? "

I laughed: "Yeah, it's nothing bad, but it's a great benefit."

"Really? What good?"

"A beautiful woman who makes a mistake will easily be forgiven by a man; and a handsome man who makes a mistake will be easier to obtain a woman's forgiveness."

Biaoyan blinked at me and seemed to be confused by this absurd logic. After a while, she suddenly said, "Mother, don't you really like her?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I don't know, but today Dad took me to see her, and he specifically told me not to tell my mother. Why did he say it myself, really ... But, does my mother really dislike her? If it really If you do n’t like it, she will never see her again. "

Looking at her seriously and solemnly, I thought about it and asked, "You tell your mother, what did you do today?"

"Just go and see her."

"Why look at her?"

"She was very ill, as if she was going to die ..."

With that said, her face also showed a kind of fear, and the hands holding my waist tightened a little more: "Even the soup can't be drunk, or someone pried open her teeth and poured it. poor thing."

"Do you think she's pathetic?"

"Ok."

"So, take you there, is there anything you can do to help her?"

"I didn't do anything, but my dad asked me to stay in her room for a while, talk, and she woke up and smiled at me!"

"..."

"She still wants to grab my hand. But she has no energy."

"..."

"Ah, she's so pitiful ..."

I listened to the description of the wonderful words, and I had a little understanding of the sick beauty, but in the description of the wonderful words, the phrase "she is so pitiful" repeatedly appeared. Perhaps, that picture really broke her heart .

As for her, Nangong Lizhu can wake up, smile at her, and want to pull her hand ...

Maybe this child is really her only support.

At this point, Miaoyan clung a little closer to my arms. I looked down at her, and she looked at me, and said seriously: "Don't mother like her? Do you want Miaoyan to see her? If yes , The good words will not go. "

I looked at her **** and white eyes, and after a while, I reached out and looked at her messy forehead and said, "If you don't like my mother like or dislike her, just say to see her. Wonderful words, you are willing ?"

"..."

This time, she was silent.

The eyes looked at the candlestick at the bed, and they kept flickering. After a while, she lightly and hesitated, "I'm willing."

"..."

"Because they all said, I'm going, that mother-in-law seems to be able to survive."

"..."

Somehow, I heard this sentence and felt indescribable irony.

At first in Dongzhou, it was Nangong Lizhu who led someone to kill my daughter, but today, ten years later, she has the strength to survive by seeing my daughter.

If this is the result, the fate must be cruel to her.

What if I take back this power?

"Mother," Miao Yan shook my waist and asked, "Well, you let me go. If you don't let me go, I won't go."

I asked her: "Mother said, would you listen?"

"Of course, be obedient!"

I laughed, stretched out my hand and stroked her face, and then said seriously: "If this is the case, then you will really listen to what Mother said next. If you do n’t listen, Mother will not like good words in the future. . "

As soon as she heard this, she became nervous. The whole person was half-supported, and those black and white eyes stared at me.

I said, "Mother doesn't stop you from visiting that mother. If you really want to go, then you go, but you must promise your mother a few things. First, every time you go, it must be carried by your father. If your dad is not there, even if you leave the maiden's room half a step, you must leave immediately, and you are not allowed to stay for a moment. If they want to leave you there, you will cry and say you will come back and tell me Don't go. "

"Ok!"

"Second, don't eat anything with her and drink a little water. No matter how thirsty or hungry, come back and talk."

"Ok!"

"One more thing, and the most important, if anyone wants you to recognize her as a mother—"

Immediately said: "How is it possible! There is only one mother!"

I immediately laughed and rubbed her forehead: "That's right. As long as you do these three things well, then you should visit her. She is so sick, indeed, weird."

She said she was poor, but I didn't really have much pity in my heart.

The beauty ’s illness is a little bit unbearable. It ’s just that my grudges and hers have involved me so far, and I have no kindness to her, just wonderful words. She ’s not cured now, and the whole person is like a blank piece of paper. I Do not want to portray filth on such a soul, even the filth of others. What she should know in the future will naturally understand, but now it is time for her to form a personality in life. It is better to be positive than to be evil.

After getting my approval, Miaoyan finally let go of a stone in my heart, and it kept me tighter, tired in my arms, and I also let her feel tired and enjoy the moment of peace and sweetness.

In fact, at this time, I just made a very simple decision, for the good words, but also for her future life.

But I didn't know that such a cause I had planted at this moment would bear such an effect in the later changes.

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For the next two days, although I got my permission, the wonderful words didn't go again.

Come to think of it, Pei Yuanzhang also has scruples about the relationship between me and Nangong Lizhu, so he will let the wonderful words hide from me, so when I stay in Jingren Palace, he will not show me.

However, two days later, it was the time for Baiyan Bai to return to his hometown.

Pei Yuanzhang made the arrangement before. The token for the exit was sent to Jingren Palace early in the morning. I went out of the palace gate with Chang Qing in a carriage and listened to the sound of the bustling sound outside. After the carriage came out of the gate, the road slowly became uneven, and the surrounding noise was gradually thrown behind the carriage, leaving only the sound of wind blowing through the wilderness.

Finally, our carriage stopped in the suburbs.

The snow here has not melted yet, the eyes are all white-capped, and there is only a gray-black path that was stepped out by people. The path extends to the distance. On the other side of the dry forest, you can see an old and lonely Kiosk.

That's where people often send away.

In the distance, several people have been seen standing by and seeing off the mandarin cypress.