Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Song Huaiyi stood in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "This time my mother died, things came suddenly, but we are not completely unprepared. However, the ancestral tombs of the Song family's temple are all in Cangzhou ... and two days later, they are the sons. Ceremony. We naturally want to congratulate the son, but— "

When he said this, it seemed as if he couldn't continue, and Pei Yuanxiu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his eyes flickered, as if he understood something, and nodded gently: "So it is."

At this time, I understood it.

They want to send the spirit back to Cangzhou.

However, after tomorrow will be Pei Yuanxiu's ascension ceremony, which is a world-renowned event. Their Song family is a powerful force that helped Pei Yuanxiu to become a god, and they are also representatives of the northern forces. They not only have to appear, but they must also appear. They not only reflect their loyalty to Pei Yuanxiu, but also reflect Pei Yuanxiu's commitment to them. Attention. This is an indispensable etiquette among monarchs.

However, Zhang Taitaijun did not survive the cold spring, and the Song people were very filial. It was really difficult to let them choose between loyalty and filial piety.

But what will they choose?

Song Huaiyi leaned in front of Pei Yuanxiu and whispered, "Please beg your son for forgiveness. The mother's sorrow, already aware of the hour, is only the best for the day after tomorrow. The mother's favorite during her lifetime was Song Xuan, a dog. Jing has mentioned it several times since then, and in the future he will be asked to accompany him to return to Cangzhou. I really ca n’t bear to blow her old wish, so, so-"

Seeing that it was already difficult for him to open his teeth, Pei Yuan Xiu said very peacefully: "So the day after tomorrow, the second son Song will help the spirit back to Cangzhou, isn't it?"

Song Huaiyi plopped down and knelt down: "Please ask my son to forgive me."

Pei Yuanxiu took a step forward to support him, and said gently, "Song Gongyan is heavy. The death of a man is great, and the second son wants to help the spirit to return to Cangzhou, but also to show filial piety to you. How can I not agree? Worry about it again. "

Song Huaiyi lowered his head, and the old tears sobbed, "Thank you son."

Pei Yuan Xiu said: "When was it targeted?"

"At noon the day after tomorrow."

"Oh."

When Pei Yuanxiu heard the news, nothing else was said, but it seemed like a subconscious pause.

And when I heard this time, it was also a little stunned-this counts, that is, Song Xuanfu Ling left, just staggering with Pei Yuanxiu's ascension ceremony.

Noon the day after tomorrow ...

Just strayed from Pei Yuanxiu's ascension ceremony?

My heart was a little stunned. At this moment, Pei Yuanxiu had assisted Song Huaiyi to comfort him for a sentence or two before turning around and walking back to his seat. I wondered whether it was intentional or not. He looked at me and asked: " are you OK?"

"what?"

I looked up at him and immediately said calmly, "It's okay."

After that, I rubbed my fingertips.

Seeing that my fingertips were freezing white, he pushed the tea in front of me and said, "If you are afraid of cold, drink some hot tea."

I nodded and held up the tea bowl. Song Huaiyi saw that I was frozen, and hurriedly let the brazier come in. I didn't say a word, so I sat quietly and talked with Madam Song on my side. Speaking of some things before the old lady Zhangjun died, she cried a few tears, and Pei Yuanxiu also advised me a few words.

Because of crying, the servants outside soon brought hot water and handkerchiefs to our clean noodles. Mrs. Song and I went to the inner hall together. After two people cleaned a little and then went out, I saw Song Xuan standing outside. It seemed that they were talking to Pei Yuanxiu, and when they saw me coming out, they leaned over and said, "Miss Yan."

At this time, he seemed to have a little bit of energy.

I nodded and didn't say much to him, so I went to the previous seat and sat down, then looked up at him.

It should have been just now that Pei Yuanxiu asked him to come in and talk about how to help the spirit return to Cangzhou the day after tomorrow. He said one by one, and finally said, "Leave the South Gate at noon. At that time, I would also like to ask the son to speak with Mr. Xie-and said to Master Xie in advance One cry. We only go out at that time, and we will never delay business. "

After hearing his last sentence, I stumbled.

Then I understood.

At noon the day after tomorrow, naturally, when Pei Yuanxiu's ascension ceremony, normally, because it is necessary to prevent people from breaking into the capital at that time to prevent chaos, and also to prevent internal hostilities from contacting external people in case of incidents, Beijing Jiumen At that time, they had to be closed, but when they saw it, Song Xuan wanted to help the spirit to return to Cangzhou, just to leave at that time.

I turned around and looked at Pei Yuanxiu, apparently he also had a moment of hesitation, but when no one noticed it, he nodded calmly: "I'll give Xie Yi an order."

Song Xuan hurriedly bowed to the ground: "Thank you for your kindness."

"You get up," Pei Yuanxiu waved his hand and said, "I'm doing my best for Zhang Taijun's affairs."

People in the Song family were grateful for their thankfulness. It was about this time, and when they were in grief, they all pleaded guilty and retreated. Only me and Pei Yuanxiu were left here. The eunuchs and the servants of their house stood waiting on their feet.

Although there are many people, they don't smell a cough and wheeze. Everyone dare not even take a sip to serve here, and Pei Yuanxiu didn't speak, just drank a tea, but didn't put down the tea bowl. Thinking about something.

I glanced at him and said nothing.

At this time, the voices of those who followed the servants followed with wailing, and I could not help sighing.

Hearing my sigh, he was interrupted immediately, looking up at me: "What's wrong?"

"Ah?" I felt as if I had just returned, just glanced at him, then shook my head: "Nothing, I just--"

Having said that, the eye circles became a little red.

He immediately put down his tea cup: "Are you sad again?"

I didn't say anything, I just lowered my head, and the tears condensed between my eyelashes.

He leaned down on the armrest of the chair, and stretched out a hand over the back of my hand, said softly, "Did you not promise me? I asked you to come, but you can't let it go, you can't be too sad. "

I said in a dumb voice: "I said so, but I am not in control of my sadness."

"People can only be relieved if they forget," he said.

"...!"

I froze slightly and looked at him.

Of course, I'm no stranger to this sentence. This is not the first time. He told me these two words.

Forget love.

Only by being absolute can there be no pain; only by forgetting love can we be relieved.

Maybe he has already done this, so no matter who died, it was just wind blowing across the lake for him, maybe there would be a ripple, but there would be no trace left; but I-I am only a mortal person after all I will be happy for life and sad for death. After all, I cannot forget.

I looked down at the hand he covered on the back of my hand and remained silent for a long time without saying anything.

After a while, the sound of wailing slowly subsided. Song Huaiyi probably greeted the guests a few more words, then hurried back to here, and told the servant to exchange tea, and Pei Yuanxiu took a look The sky outside said, "It's almost time, we are going to go back to the palace."

Song Huaiyi hurriedly said, "My son, it's not too late, I've made some Su Zhai ready. Don't be too disgusted--"

He did this a little too diligently, naturally because of the spiritual help this time. If Pei Yuanxiu is a narrow-minded person, not only will he not promise, but he will blame them, but even so, he has promised the Song family. He is also very cautious, and trying to please his favor and trust is also a kind of compensation.

Pei Yuanxiu thought about it and turned to look at me: "You--"

I nodded. "Okay, I just happen to be hungry."

As soon as I said this, Pei Yuanxiu nodded and said, "Well then, let's go after Zhaifan."

Song Huaiyi immediately gave me a grateful glance, and I just nodded his head slightly at him. Immediately, he ordered people to come over and set the meal.

This is a supper. Although it is Su Zhai, the Song family's fasting meal will not be humble, and even some dishes are very delicate, not inferior to the big fish and meat dishes.

However, no matter how delicate, multi-colored and savory dishes, this time can not cause my appetite too good, I just want to stay a little longer, barely eat a few mouthfuls, and let a half bowl of hot soup ready to drink.

Looking at Song Xuan who was busy outside, his face was pale, as if no one cared, no one could enter his eyes. Only when he went in and out, he looked at me intentionally or unintentionally, but did not wait for any It was noticed that he was doing his own thing again.

I didn't find another chance to approach him, so I just focused on drinking my half bowl of soup.

Just then, a person rushed in outside.

There were a lot of servants in and out of the Song family before, but when I raised my eyes, I saw that the person was not a servant of the Song family. Instead, he was like a servant who came out with us in the palace. Liugonggong came in hastily and whispered, "My son."

Pei Yuanxiu is also holding the soup bowl and drinking soup, looking up at him: "Huh?"

Liugong went behind him and leaned down and said something very lightly in his ear.

As before, like when Song Xuan, Madam Song Shao, and Song Yiyi ate together, the words of Gonggong Liu only sounded in his ears. I listened to it with difficulty, and it seemed that I only heard the last few words-Jinjing Already.

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Yuanxiu's expression changed suddenly.

Before we could react, he put down the bowl in his hand and said, "Go back to the palace."