"Your Majesty, this is the last pot of peonies that Mr. Xiao asked us to find. Mr. Xiao has been raising it carefully."
Jinyan said, looking a little dazed, and recounted the past a few years ago.
That day was Xiao Wang's birthday. His Majesty came to Jinghong Hall according to the rules. It was also that day that His Majesty sent Xiao Jun fireworks.
"His Majesty prepared a fireworks surprise for Xiao Jun, but in fact, the surprises Xiao Jun prepared that day were no less than the fireworks."
"Jun Xiao asked us to prepare a lot of peony."
"We arranged Jinghong Hall into a sea of peonies, bought all the best peonies in Feng'an City at a high price, and collected all the colors."
"Xiao Jun said that he wants the most and the best peony. We all know that peony is popular nowadays and is given to lovers to express their love or farewell."
"Xiao Jun wanted to express his feelings through peony and used more peony to express his feelings. Unfortunately, in the end, we put them all away."
Chu Xingchen was in a daze as she listened. Even though so many years have passed, she still has the memory of that night.
There was indeed peony on the bed at that time, but she didn't know it at the time. It turned out to be more than just a little peony.
But a sea of peonies.
That was the surprise he had prepared, but unfortunately he changed his mind temporarily because he knew about the poison in his body.
If Xiao Wang had not changed his mind and been more selfish at that time, things would be different now.
But what they say is useless.
It's too late.
The deep feeling after death makes people even more sad.
Chu Xingchen watched Jin Yan and Shen Xing kowtow as they left the palace and sat in Jinghong Hall for a long time.
After she came out, she had the Jinghong Hall sealed.
It is maintained daily, but no one will live there again during her lifetime.
This is Xiao Wang's home in the palace, and she will always keep it for him.
After Jin Yan and Shen Xing left the palace, Chu Xingchen slowly resumed his daily life, and Xiao Shangshu, who had taken sick leave, also returned to the court.
Xiao Shangshu, the whole person is old.
He never thought that Xiao Wang would leave like this, with the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away.
Xiao Wang hates him. He may not be a good father, or even a selfish father, but Xiao Wang is also his son.
His head turned white and he became depressed with high spirits.
But he stood up and went to court again. The younger generation has not grown up yet, so he cannot retreat yet.
Chu Xingchen didn't say much.
Three months later, Chu Xingchen proposed marriage to Lingzhou Yanjin.
Three months later, the two got married.
Lingzhou and Yanjin's lively wedding finally brought joy to Feng'an City.
It’s New Year’s Eve in a blink of an eye.
The palace finally became lively and festive again, but during the vigil, the small ice cubes disappeared.
She ran away secretly and didn't know where to hide.
After searching all over the palace but not finding it, Chu Xingchen was sweating anxiously and suddenly thought of a place.
"Jinghong Hall... Jinghong Hall hasn't been found yet, maybe she went there."
In the past, during Chinese New Year, Xiao Wang would always give New Year's money to Xiao Bingbing. Perhaps she wanted Xiao Wang to do so, so she secretly went to Jinghong Hall.
When we arrived at Jinghong Hall, we found small ice cubes.
She held a lantern and was talking to Xiao Wang in Jinghong Hall.
Seeing Chu Xingchen, Xiao Bingcubi showed the panic of being caught, but everything was just as Chu Xingchen expected.
"I missed my father Xiao, so I came here."
"I know, but Xiaobing, your father Xiao is no longer here. Don't come here by yourself again. It's dangerous."
If there is a bad person, the small ice cube will be dangerous.
"Is the Queen talking about ghosts? I know that people become ghosts after death, but I am not afraid of ghosts."
"I wanted to see Father Xiao's ghost, that's why I came here."
Chu Xingchen was surprised by this answer: "Ghost?"
She was helpless. There was no ghost in this world. If there was a ghost, she would also like to see Xiao Wang.
The little ice cube nodded its little head affirmatively: "Yeah, ghost."
"Ghosts come out late at night. Father Xiao lived here during his lifetime, and he might be here after his death. I thought I would meet him, so I came here secretly."
After Xiao Bingcubi finished speaking, he knew that Chu Xingchen must be looking for her in a hurry, so he said hurriedly.
"Mother, I have made you worried, but I didn't mean it. I was just afraid that if I brought too many people, Father Xiao would not see me."
Chu Xingchen looked at Xiao Bingcubi's serious look, sighed in his heart and squatted down:
"Then has your father, Mr. Xiao, come to see you?"
Xiao Bingcube shook his head: "I searched all over Jinghong Hall and couldn't find it."
"But." She pointed to the lamp: "My name is Father Xiao. If the lamp is blown by the wind, Father Xiao may be here, but I can't see him."
Little Ice Cube pulled Chu Xingchen with great interest:
"Mother, Father Xiao might be looking at us right now."
"Let's burn something for him, the wet nurse said, Father Xiao can even receive it.
Chu Xingchen nodded; "Okay."
Chu Xingchen also hoped that Xiao Wang would receive it.
Xiao Bingcubi was very happy to see Chu Xingchen listening to her suggestion: "Mother, you are here too. Father Xiao will definitely be even happier."
"Let's talk to him more. No one is talking to him during this time. He must be very lonely."
As he spoke, Xiao Bingcube looked into the air: "Father Xiao, I miss you very much."
She expresses her feelings directly and bravely, because this is what her father Xiao taught her.
Xiao Wang was at a disadvantage because he always thought too much and did not dare to express his feelings, so he wasted so many years.
He hoped that Xiao Bingcubi would not have to taste this kind of pain, so he had encouraged Xiao Bingcubi to express himself bravely and express what he was thinking.
Sometimes you just have to say a lot of things before the other person can understand.
The so-called communication between minds is not as effective as words.
Xiao Bingcubi listened to all his words, and if he wanted to talk to Xiao Wang, he just said it directly.
"After you become a ghost, I won't be able to see you. I miss you very much during this time."
"I know you must miss me too, so I will come to see you every year from now on and cook you what you like. Whatever you want, you can entrust me with your dreams."
It was obviously the wet nurse who told Xiao Bingcube in a dream.
Chu Xingchen smiled when he heard this and touched Xiao Bingcubi's head.
As a result, Xiao Bingcube looked at her, then shut up, and said in his eyes: It's your turn, mother.
She has said a lot today, which lasted for several days.
Chu Xingchen paused, what was she going to say?
She seemed to have countless things to say, but when it came to her lips, she didn't know how to say them.
After a moment of silence, under Xiao Bingcube's urging eyes, Chu Xingchen finally spoke.
"Xiao Wang, I don't know if you can hear it, but... I want to tell you that I will be fine."
Xiao Bingcubi waited for a moment before confirming that Chu Xingchen had finished speaking.
She sighed slightly: "Let's go, mother, father is waiting for us."
Zhou Buyan was waiting at the entrance of Jinghong Hall. He didn't say anything when he saw them coming out. He just picked up the small ice cube and said, "Let's go back together to keep the New Year's Eve together."
"good."
After the New Year, Lingzhou Yanjin and others went to Wu Di, and Zhou Buyan also went to Qi Di for a while.
After they left, Chu Xingchen didn't have time to feel sad, but fell into busyness.