Chapter 922 Grandma Huang! I am your good grandson!
Chapter 922 Grandma Huang! I am your good grandson!
In the painting, the late Empress Chi lowers her eyes, smiles gently and warmly, and expresses her maternal love beyond words.
Her eyebrows are delicate and dignified, and her sapphire blue clothes are bright and decent, which further accentuates her grace.
The late Queen lowered her head lovingly and looked at the little boy beside her.
That was her only son, the source of all her love.
Gu Yihan stretched out his hand, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.
"Mother, she looks like a queen!" His tone actually revealed a bit of ecstasy.
Gu Yihan's tears welled up in his eyes again.
He didn't dare touch the drawing paper for fear of staining his mother's cheeks.
But he just stared at it, over and over again.
The face that was originally vague in the memory emerged clearly again at this moment.
The time his mother spent playing with him also pushed back the dust of time, reviving Gu Yihan's forgotten childhood.
One time, four-year-old Gu Yihan was very naughty and ran outside from the inner hall of Fengyi Palace with a cake.
The first queen held up her skirt and chased after him.
"Han'er, run slowly! Queen Mother will not be able to catch up with you!"
Finally, Gu Yihan took the initiative to stop.
He turned around and smiled innocently and happily: "Mother, when Han'er grows up and runs with you on his back, you won't be afraid that you won't be able to catch up!"
The late Queen touched his head and thoughtfully wiped away the sweat from playing.
"Okay, when Han'er grows up, how about protecting the queen mother? When the queen mother is old and has no teeth and can no longer walk, it will be up to you!"
Gu Yihan clenched his fists, full of confidence: "Yes! Mom, Han'er will always protect you!"
The past events are vivid in my mind.
Gu Yihan couldn't bear it anymore and tears welled up in his eyes.
The late Queen did not wait until he grew up.
It turns out that sometimes in this world, fate is so shallow.
She brought him into this world and spent the rest of her days saying goodbye to him.
Gu Yihan lowered his head and hugged his daughter, his clothes wet with tears.
"Thank you, dear daughter. This is the best gift dad has received today."
Gu Nuoer blinked her watery eyes and said in a childish voice: "Dad, do you know why I brought you here?"
"Because this is the place where Grandma Huang left for the last time. I believe that even if she has been dead for a long time, she will still have a little obsession to stay in the original place."
"Daddy and Nuo'er call her together. Grandma Huang will definitely hear our thoughts!"
"Just like this!" After Gu Nuoer finished speaking, he raised his two little hands to his mouth.
She shouted to the sky above the cold palace: "Grandma Huang! I am Nuo'er! I am your good grandson!"
A voice full of childishness rose to the sky.
The sky is thousands of miles long, the wind is as light as clouds, and the sun is just warm enough.
Gu Yihan stood up, took a deep breath, and imitated Little Nuo'er.
"Mother!" he shouted loudly.
Gu Nuo'er nodded and smiled sweetly: "That's it, dad, let's keep going. If you shout, you'll feel better!"
"Grandma Huang! Today is daddy's birthday, did you see it?"
Gu Yihan burst into tears and mourned. He choked and shouted to the lonely palace and the blue sky——
"Mom! I'm sorry for not protecting you. I broke my promise! If I want to be your son in the next life, you must wait for me!"
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be nourished but cannot be kissed.
Gu Nuoer turned around and pulled Concubine Qiao: "Mother, you shout too!"
Concubine Qiao was hesitant at first, but soon she couldn't help shouting: "Godmother! I miss you so much! I am Yayu!"
The calls of a family of three were carried to the sky by the spring breeze.
The clouds will carry their thoughts to their deceased friends.
There was a yellow butterfly flying up and down around Gu Yihan for a long time before leaving.