Ji Ernuo reached out and took her into his arms, patted her shoulder gently like he used to coax her to sleep when she was a child, and said, "But this is a fact that cannot be changed. Besides, what you said just now, mother
How sad this kiss must be."
Two children, one older and one younger, were sitting on the steps. Ji Ernuo took off his coat and wrapped it around Ji Mianxi's body and said, "Don't worry, don't catch a cold."
Just after nightfall, Danzhu Yinchen and others walked in. Wu Xun stood up in a hurry and asked, "Why are you busy? Where is the child?"
Danzhu shook his head and said, "I searched all over the house and outside the house, but I couldn't find the young master and the young lady." Wu Xun walked around the hall, fidgeting. Wen Yan rubbed his eyes and said, "Don't
Are you walking around in front of us? There's that kid Nuo'er following you."
Just as he was talking, Huamei hurried in and said, "Madam, don't worry, the young master has sent the young lady back to the room."
After hearing Huamei's words, Wu Xun's worried heart was completely relieved. He stretched out his hand to hold the back of the chair beside him and said, "That's good, that's good. How is Miss?"
"The young lady fell asleep, and the young master carried her back." Just as Ji Ernuo said that, he stepped in the door. The young man only wore a single piece of clothing. When Wu Xun saw him, he hurriedly called someone to get the clothes. Danzhu took out the clothes from inside.
A coat was draped on Ji Ernuo's body and he said, "My young master, although spring has begun, it is still cold at night. As a doctor, don't you understand this?"
Wen Yan and others exchanged looks and walked out.
Ji Ernuo put on his coat and said, "It's okay." He raised his eyes and saw Wu Xun sitting on the soft couch. He walked over, knelt in front of Wu Xun and said, "My mother is worried about the child's unfilial piety."
"Get up." Wu Xun stretched out his hand to pull him up and asked, "Do you think you did something wrong for your mother?" Seeing Ji Ernuo lowering his head and saying nothing, he sighed and said, "That was the first time I went to Bianbei.
When I saw Su'er, she was standing alone in the smoke-filled Fuyang City. Behind her were the people struggling on the edge of life and death. I
I saw her at a glance. She tugged at the corner of my clothes and asked me if I could save her mother." Wu Xun lowered his head and smiled, saying regretfully, "I failed to save that terminally ill woman and let her die.
Before she died, she asked me to give Su'er a place to stay, so I accepted her as my adopted daughter."
"Later, when I returned to the capital, she was more sensitive and sensible than ordinary children. I have never taken care of her in the past ten years, which caused her to suffer a lot. Although Nuo'er and Su'er are not my biological daughters, they have always been in my heart.
Treat her as her own daughter, so I know
You and Xi'er have a lot of reluctance, but for the sake of your mother, can you get along well with Su'er? You will have a good sister and a good daughter for your mother. You will know this when you grow up.
What a wonderful thing it is to have a family member in the world."
"Mother, don't worry." Ji Ernuo raised his head and said. "Princess Luo'an is your daughter, and the child will naturally regard her as her sister. Xi'er is still young, and her mind is also sensitive. What she said today
, don’t take it to heart.”
Wu Xun nodded and said, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest."
Ji Ernuo put a wooden hairpin in his arms on the table and said, "This is a birthday gift from Xi'er and I to you." On the fine sandalwood, a not-so-delicate pear blossom was carved.
It was carved by Ji Mianxi and Ji Ernuo themselves.
Wu Xun looked at the pear blossom hairpin on the table, held it in his hand, and smiled slightly.
The petite person on the bed was sleeping deeply, with slightly wrinkled brows and tears on her face. Wu Xun twisted a hot handkerchief and gently wiped the little girl's face. He picked up her hand, only to find that it was chubby.
There are several wounds of varying depths,
He looked at the little girl's sleeping face with distress, wiped her hands, stood up, took some ointment and gently applied it on her hands. After everything was ready, Wu Xun leaned over and kissed her forehead, then turned around.
He closed the door gently and walked out.
The moon in the sky was extremely bright, and the moonlight spread like a layer of gauze on the ground. The cold moonlight made Wu Xun feel a little more chilled. Just as he was about to go back, he suddenly stopped and shouted coldly, "Who is it?!"
A tall figure came from under the moonlight, with handsome features and noble appearance, as if he had seen him for the first time. He walked slowly in front of her and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Happy birthday, Xun'er.
"
Wu Xun's eyes stayed on that uncanny face. This face had been engraved in his heart. It took him a long time to find his voice and said, "Your Highness, why are you here?"
"How can your birthday be without me?" Song Hanzhuo smiled evilly. He was obviously a noble, handsome and cold person, but he had an evil face. In this special environment, Wu Xun's heart
He jumped up uncontrollably, took a few steps back unconsciously, and said politely and distantly, "Thank you, Your Highness."
"Xun'er, if we can't be husband and wife, can't we even be friends?" Song Hanzhuo asked with a smile. Wu Xun was slightly startled. She didn't expect that Song Hanzhuo would say that. According to his temperament, she shouldn't have to be him.
Princess? Why did she suddenly change her gender?
"I really want you to be my princess, but if you don't want to, I will never force you. Since we are not destined to be husband and wife, let's just be friends." Song Hanzhuo took a step forward, lowered his head and said, "After all, I love you so much.
You, the king does not want anyone to be my princess except you."
He confessed unexpectedly. This was the first time that Song Hanzhuo had spoken about his love. In the past, when he asked for an imperial edict to marry her as his concubine, he did not say anything about his love; when he married into Prince Chen's palace in a glorious manner, he became his concubine, but he did not say anything.
Love,; in order to strive to match him, he outsmarted Prince Saren at the banquet. As long as he was surprised, he did not say love; he rushed all the way to Bianbei,
He was only touched but did not express love; during the incident of King Jin, she took poison to buy time to protect him, but he only felt distressed and had no love; she was poisoned and her life was hanging by a thread, but he did not express love, but now here, she is already there for him
Wife, he actually said he loved her, Wu Xun didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or cry. She had been waiting for this word of love for more than ten years, and now she finally got her wish.
The tip of his hair was slightly cool, and an emerald-colored hairpin was inserted into Wu Xun's jet-black bun. Song Hanzhuo reached out and hugged Wu Xun gently, then let go and said softly, "Go back and rest."
Everyone got up the next day, but Wu Xun was not seen. Danzhu was shocked, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wu Xun's clothes were still there.
The long-dusted door slowly opened, and all the pear trees in the pear courtyard had fallen. The stone benches and tables under the trees were covered with dust, and the door lintel was covered with spider webs. How long had she not been there?
Come on, this is what this courtyard looks like.
"I buried several jars of pear blossoms under that tree, and I will dig them out and drink them this time next year." Ji Mingnan's voice was still beside her ears. Wu Xun walked to the pear blossom tree, took out his dagger and dug for a while.
, three jars of wine appeared, Wu Xun reached out and dug out a jar, his eyes fell on a brocade box
, took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped the soil on it and opened it. Inside there was Wuxun's hairpin and a handkerchief of hers. They were all small things, but he treasured them as treasures. At the bottom was a letter.
, Wu Xun opened it, and what caught his eye was the familiar handwriting, which was strong and powerful.
Tears flowed down uncontrollably, as if he hadn't cried for a long time. Ji Mingnan knew that she knew what she was thinking, and he also knew where he would go.
The jar of pear blossoms quickly bottomed out. A gust of wind blew by, and the letter in Wu Xun's hand floated away with the wind, drifting across the sky to who knows where.
When his eyes were drunk and hazy, Wu Xun seemed to see that warm figure walking slowly in the light, just like the first time he saw it.
"You are here, I have never dreamed of you." Wu Xun said aggrievedly, "I listened to you, followed my heart, and returned to the capital, but Anan, I don't know where my heart is now.
.”
The man smiled softly, tapped her nose, and said lovingly, "Then ask yourself."
"Myself." Wu Xun laughed at himself, "I don't know myself, what should I do? Xi'er doesn't understand me, and Nuo'er doesn't say anything but blames me in her heart. I seem to be back, but...but...
"
"But you can't let go of Princess Luo'an, and you can't let him go, right?" The man sat down side by side with her, Wu Xun gently leaned his head on her shoulder and said, "Yes, I can't let him go.
You can't let go from the beginning, do you blame me?"
The man on the body was silent for a while and said, "I used to do it, but I can't do it now."
"Why?"
"Because you are Ye Fuxun." Ji Mingnan said with a smile, "I hope you are happy. I gave you the burden of Wu Xun. I hope you can put it down and become Ye Fuxun, the Ye Fuxun I first met.
Ye Fuxun can be arrogant and domineering in the capital, instead of the depressed Wu Xun now."
"Happy Ye Fuxun?"
"Yes." Ji Mingnan smiled, "I used the identity of Ji Mingnan to accompany Wu Xun for ten years. Now it's time for you to let me restore the identity of Ji Nanbei. Let Ji Nanbei stay in your memory forever. Ji Mingnan has left.
Already."
"No." Wu Xun shook his head with red eyes and hugged Ji Mingnan's arm like a child. Ji Mingnan touched her head and smiled, "You want to be happy, you know?"
Wu Xun shook his head and held his arms tighter and tighter, but Ji Mingnan's body became more and more transparent. She raised her eyes in panic and saw Ji Mingnan smiling at her, and finally disappeared into the air.
"Anan!" Wu Xun suddenly woke up and found that he had fallen asleep leaning in front of Ji Mingnan's tombstone. The jar of wine at his feet had reached the bottom. His eyes fell on the words - the tomb of her husband Ji Mingnan, and he smiled slightly.