Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Luer said: "I heard that every arrow is tied with some paper and some documents."

"Clerical? What clerical?"

"This, we don't know."

Qiu'er next to him said softly, "Yeah, the emperor has ordered that the war outside should not be passed in and disturbed Miss Yan and the queen mother, so we only knew these things when we heard the eunuchs talking. "

Yes, I remember when Pei Yuanxiu left yesterday, he did so.

However, the instrument--

My heart suddenly jumped.

I still remember that before he ordered a relocation from Beijing to Tianjin, the first group of people who departed from the Imperial City escorted the documents in the palace, or some confidential documents, but they were robbed halfway along the way.

Is it these things?

I thought about it and got up from the bed, but I underestimated the damage to my body. Although I had been sitting for so long, my strength still hadn't accumulated much. This movement was immediately a cold sweat.

Qiu'er said in a hurry, "Ms. Yan still don't move. Wait until you have breakfast, and you have a little energy to talk about it."

I nodded.

Soon, breakfast was delivered. The two of them served me with a small table from the bedside. The stomach-warming porridge and delicious side dishes were eaten. It was really comfortable, and I ate something. After taking another break, I finally got up with strength.

The two of them served me and changed my clothes, then got out of bed and walked out of the room.

As soon as the door was opened, the warm and humid atmosphere in the room was blown away by the cold wind outside for a moment, and I was blown slightly, and the two of them hurriedly supported me.

"Miss Yan, where are you going?"

"Me, I just walk around."

When Qiu'er heard that, he immediately took another cape for me, and carefully put it on my shoulder, while doing things, he said softly, "I don't know when the cold spring will pass."

I looked up, facing the cold chill outside, said softly, "Maybe soon."

Two people helped me out slowly, because they came to Yuwenfu for the first time, they did n’t understand the structure of this place, so they did n’t know where they went, or I ’m blind, according to their own memory Take them little by little.

As I walked, I heard a sound of children coming in front of me.

There are certainly no other children in this place.

I was a little hesitant to go there. As soon as I hesitated, I heard a voice whispering softly: "Mother, Miss Yan is here."

The sound was still familiar, and I remembered it a little.

It was the girl who had been with Han Zitong, called Xiao Qian.

It turned out that I had come to their residence.

Although I know the general structure of Yuwenfu, I really do n’t know how Pei Yuanxiu arranges everyone to live in it. When I came to this place, I was familiar with it. Then I heard Han Zitong was silent and said, "Cold outside, let Come in. "

That Xiaoqian was quite familiar with me, and probably had a good opinion of me. At this time, I hurried out and said to me, "Ms. Yan, queen lady, please come in."

"..."

I was silent for a while, but in fact I figured out to wander aimlessly, and my purpose was not to meet them.

But now that they have spoken, I still nodded, and let Qiuer help me in.

This room is also very warm, but different from the room I used to live in, because there is a child's voice, although he was just mumbling alone there, but it feels very energetic.

Such vitality is very rare in such cold weather.

I walked in to salute Han Zitong, and looked at where the voice came: "This is--"

"This is the eldest son of the emperor."

She said calmly, "His name is Hongji."

"Hongji?"

I thought that Pei Yuanxiu should be the same as Pei Yuanzhang, but he did not.

And the name, Hongji ...

I read it again gently, then smiled.

I said softly, "I can't see, but he must be cute, right?"

Han Zitong's voice was a little woody, as if numb by the cold weather. Only when he mentioned the child, he would have a little temperature, and said, "Of course, he is very much like his father."

"..."

"Grow up, it should be one--"

Having said that, she suddenly had a sore throat and the following words were broken.

I felt as if she was about to cry in her breath, but I didn't know why her mood suddenly changed like this, but she didn't say a word of comfort, she just sat beside her quietly.

Xiao Qian was standing beside him, and said softly, "Mother ...?"

With a call, Han Zitong recovered her mind. She took a deep breath and said, "He is just crying too much."

I chuckled and said, "Isn't all this crying when children were young?"

"Yeah ..." She took my word, and said a little, "I was still in the old age--"

I didn't finish talking, and it broke again.

I feel that her spirit is not right today, or that her mind is not here at all, because if she saw me normally, she would be cautious even if she did not put up a thorn in her body to resist me. Seems completely out of my body.

So every sentence seems wrong.

But her words made me a little hesitant.

I whispered softly, "Lier ..."

Speaking of Lier, the atmosphere between the two people was more relaxed, she said softly: "At that time when she came to us, she was very small, and she loved crying especially, neither of us and we brought I ’ve had children, so I have a headache. "

I just felt sour, and said softly, "You brought her the hardest time to take. I have never seen her at that time."

"..."

"I haven't seen her look like a toddler."

"..."

"She was grown up when I came."

Han Zitong said softly, "She must be a big girl now?"

Speaking of it, since such a quarrel between adults, the wonderful words no longer appear in our conversation. I thought they had forgotten, but now I know that Han Zitong has never forgotten her.

After all, it was the children who brought up the big ones themselves.

She said, "How is she now?"

I was silent for a while and said softly, "She's--married."

"what?"

She looked at me in surprise: "She--"

"She was married to the son of King Kyodo Tieki, Prince Yangchu."

"..."

"The day you brought me here was the day of her big wedding."

I heard Han Zitong took a deep breath, and for a long while he didn't say anything again.

After a long time, she said suddenly, "I didn't know ... she was married on that day."

"..."

"She's already married."

She murmured, as if this fact was a big blow to her, but in fact-bringing her own child with her own hands, and suddenly marrying people, such a shock, every mother in this world will have, otherwise, also There would not be so many mothers crying in the days when their daughters were overjoyed.

Of course, Han Zitong would not cry or cry, but it was obvious that she was shocked a little, and after a long time, she was still muttering: "She was married, even."

I whispered, "Time flies."

She seemed to look at me, silent for a long time, and said, "Yeah."

"..."

"When she came to us, she was obviously a puffy baby, but now she is married."

"..."

"And we--"

"old."

No one is more qualified to say this sentence. When I said these two words, Han Zitong's breath sank, as if looking up at my gray hair. After a while, he said softly. Said: "How are you willing?"

I was silent for a while, and then said, "I heard a cruel sentence a few days ago, but I ’m telling you something very real. In this world, there are always things that someone needs to do. You can do better than others. , Choose you. "

"..."

"It's like the fate of everyone. She was born into my stomach. Fortunately, but unfortunately, she became a princess. She is destined to have glory in her life and more bumps than ordinary people.

Speaking of this, I also cried in my own voice, and closed my mouth immediately.

However, Han Zitong looked at me quietly for a long time, and then said, "Well, can you see through the fate of those of us?"

I looked up and looked at her.

She said, "What do you think of our fate?"

"..."

"It's this step now, can you see through?"

Although she was asking me, I seemed to have got her own answer from her tone.

Because they are like those tempted by the warmth of early spring, and the plants that started to sprout prematurely have encountered such a cold spring.

She seemed to have seen their ending.

I thought for a while, and then said softly, "My eyes are blind, I can't see how I will live tomorrow, and how can I see your future."

I paused and said, "Can you see it?"

"..."

This time, she was silent for a long time.

I felt that she was not speechless, but accumulated strength in silence, or courage. After a long time, I heard her slowly say, "I see ... I don't want to see."

I heard her incoherent, and my brow frowned slightly: "What more do you say?"

Her voice became more desolate in the howling of the cold wind: "Do you know what are those arrows that shot into Tianjin City?"