​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

"What about my mother? She won't also... "Zhao Qichen has some desire to say and stop.

Lin Siyin couldn't bear to hit him again, so he said.

"Don't think too much, have a good rest tonight, and then tomorrow..."

Zhao Qichen gave a bitter smile.

"Have a good rest? Do you think I can have a good rest? "

His father and mother, who gave birth to him, raised him and taught him, have been lying unconscious in the hospital bed, and even have come to the end of life in the future.

Can he have a good rest?

Lin Siyin is more worried and holds him in his hand.

"I know you feel bad, but the more this happens, the less you can show it!"

"I heard aunt ziyue say that the empress never dared to shed tears in front of the emperor. She even dared not show a trace of depression."

"They... Don't dare to face up to this matter now, but their hearts are clear, but..."

"I know it, I know it all!"

The young emperor's expression was painful, but he couldn't control his mood.

"Well, I'll go over and have a look. You have a good rest first!"

Then he could not wait to stride out.

"You wait!"

Lin Siyin stops him and takes a coat to put on.

"Come back early!"

Zhao Qichen couldn't bear to look back, only nodded across his back, turned and disappeared into the night.

Lin Siyin looks full of heartache, turns around and lies on the bed, tossing and turning is also unable to sleep.

I have no parents since I was a child, and only depend on my grandfather.

Although I can't feel it, it's almost the same.

When her grandfather died, she felt like she was going to bed.

I even wanted to go with my grandfather for a time. I'll just die. Anyway, there's nothing to miss in the world.

However, her grandfather still had a will to die. She did not dare to die together, so she had to bite her teeth and continue to struggle with the little legacy left by her grandfather.

Can support support... Unexpectedly also had the willow dark flower bright.

She waited for her lover, for him, and for the future.

Thinking of this, she clenched her fists and fixed her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll be with you!"

……

Zhao Qichen turned around the courtyard three times and saw every inch of it one by one.

The front yard is deserted, the back yard is deserted, the East chamber is piled with medicine bags, and the west chamber is still filled with many valuable supplements.

Seeing this, his heart hurt like a knife.

Father Huang so love reading, if not the body really can't stand, how can the study be abandoned?

Mother has always been idle, love to play with some flowers and plants, if it is not really no way, how can she let the garden waste?

Memories of childhood gush out like springs.

At that time, I often studied in the study or practiced martial arts in the school yard. People around me always put rules first and instilled all kinds of ethics into themselves.

Only when he got to his mother, could he really feel a little relaxed.

He doesn't have to abide by any rules, learn anything, and eat all kinds of fresh things.

The people around him never dare to let him eat these things.

So... No matter from small to big, he always likes to be around his mother.

Even if his Taifu told him that men who are good at women's hands are usually worthless, he didn't care at all.

As for the father.

For so many years, he has been his own teacher.

I remember the first day he practiced martial arts in winter. At that time, he was still young. He was afraid of the dark and hard work. He did not dare to go. His father often took time out to accompany him.

It's him who helps himself grow up in the dark, who supports himself with his rough hands and becomes strong little by little.

But now.

The harbor, the tree that he has been relying on, worshiping and trusting, will both leave him.

From the memories, Zhao Qichen has been in tears.

Dark clouds cover the moon and the cold wind howls.

The days of the first month are not much warmer because of the arrival of the first spring, but much colder this year.

It seems that there will be another heavy snow tonight.

He leaned against the big locust tree in the backyard, not knowing where to go.

After a while, when his whole body was about to freeze, he stood up and decided to go to the main room to have a look again.

While they're still here, look more, look more!

……

This side of the main room.

When Zhao Qichen passed late at night, there was no one inside.

The doctor also left for the time being, and the lights in the kitchen next door had gone out. I think it was because I had passed the medicine.

So big courtyard, only a servant girl and a small Eunuch in the night.

When they saw someone coming, they got up alertly, first in a daze, and then in silence.

Zhao Qichen waved his hand and didn't care. He walked straight in.

There are still people in the night, got the news, quietly opened the door to welcome him in.

Zhao Qichen successfully entered the bedroom of his father and his mother.

It's a pity... He didn't see two sleeping figures.

Instead of sleeping, the two people he was thinking of were still lying together at the window muttering something.

The light in the room was dim and his steps were light.

Even though he had come very close, they still didn't find anything.

Zhao Qichen's eyes were red again, and his heart seemed to be cut like a knife.

"In the past, my father was so alert that he couldn't escape from his eyes and ears. Now he's standing behind him, and he doesn't even notice!"

It doesn't matter. It's better to listen to what they're saying.

Zhao Qichen did not move forward any more, so he stood in the same place and listened carefully.

Just listen to

"Husband, I think it will snow tonight. We must not miss it!" She said.

"Good!" He replied.

"Wear more, don't go back and cough!" She pulled his thick cloak for him.

"I know. Don't worry about me. Your body is weaker. Don't look back and freeze again!" He held back his cough and said a lot.

Maybe he was a little tired. He was out of breath, even his back trembled slightly.

She didn't care. She still nestled in his arms and "hissed" at him.

"Keep your voice down, you will be heard by the purple moon outside, and you will come in to talk about it again!"

"I see. Don't talk too much. Look, it's snowing outside. Let's not miss it!" He said seriously.

"Haha, I know!"

She continued to lie on the window, leaning on his shoulder, and they were staring out.

In the room, there are all kinds of dragon charcoal pots. Far away from the window, it's warm, while the window is chilly.

As if they didn't care, they still lay motionless at the window.

Occasionally the cold wind messed up the gray hair, they would laugh at each other, arrange each other, and laugh at each other again.

See how happy they are.

I don't know why, Zhao Qichen suddenly relieved.

He retreated quietly, leaving the world in the room to both of them.