Just at this time, the nanny who was seeing off the bride came to urge her: "Queen Mother, Princess, it's time to set off. It will be bad if you miss the auspicious time later."
When Princess Wan'an heard this, she suddenly tightened her hold on Mu Qingchao's hand.
Mu Qingchao raised his head and saw tears suddenly filling her eyes.
she cried……
Princess Wan'an, who always said "it's okay" and "it's okay", couldn't help but cry at this moment.
She said: "Queen Mother, I'm leaving soon.
Queen Mother, no one in this world treats me well, you are the best person to me.
If it's okay, I'll call you sister, okay?"
After she said this, she quickly smiled awkwardly.
"Very abrupt, isn't it?" She made up for it guiltily before Mu Qingchao could speak.
"Haha, you must be thinking in your heart, our identities are so different and we have only known each other for a few days, how come we suddenly recognized each other as a sister.
Haha...hehe..."
She smiled dryly to resolve the embarrassment.
But Mu Qingchao knew in her heart that she had never received any love in her life, and a little kindness from others was enough for her to regard it as a treasure.
"actually, I……"
Just as Mu Qingchao opened his mouth to say something, he heard Nanny saying, "Let's set off..."
The voice was loud and high-pitched, and the driver raised his whip.
With a "pop" sound, the wheels rolled forward.
Mu Qingchao stood behind the ceremonial guard and watched the carriage go further and further away. The last half of the sentence was in his mouth and dissipated in the wind.
Suddenly, the curtain of the carriage opened.
Princess Wan'an poked her head out. She opened the bead curtain that covered her face and shouted to Mu Qingchao behind her.
"After the Queen Mother, I will be your sister in the next life..."
"Queen Mother, you have to take care of yourself, you must take care of yourself..."
Princess Wan'an was always restrained and cautious, but at this moment, she raised the bead curtain in front of her regardless of her appearance. She shouted, causing the people around her to look over.
She shed a few tears, but she finally cried, and the makeup on her face was stained by crying.
Mu Qingchao stood where he was, watching the carriage gradually go away.
Just go further step by step...
She wanted to catch up, but her feet felt like lead. She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
She only looked ahead at the bleak autumn wind and the thinning sun at dusk...
She just watched the carriage go away, and finally disappeared from her sight.
The wind was so strong that day that my eyes got wet.
Why are you crying? He is just a stranger who met by chance.
I just felt pity for her unfortunate fate and wanted to help her out with a little help in her last moments.
What else is there to cry about?
She, Mu Qingchao, had killed so many people, and her own uncle had his whole family killed in front of her, with blood flowing like a river, and she didn't even blink an eye.
How could someone like her shed tears for an insignificant person?
She should be hard-hearted and invincible.
Thinking like this, she turned around cruelly and finally went to the palace.
When we walked under the palace wall, it was already dark, but there seemed to be someone standing alone in white clothes under the palace wall, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Mu Qingchao was startled, turned around hurriedly, and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Queen Mother, are you crying?" Jiang Bo asked standing behind her.
"No...no..." She tried her best to hide it, as if it was something very embarrassing.
Jiang Bo stood behind her, neither far nor near. He asked: "Queen Mother, do you resent me?"
"No."
Mu Qingchao shook his head: "The prince has done nothing wrong. You have your own life and the right to make choices for yourself. The Ai family cannot and will not use morality to kidnap the prince."
"Then what is the Queen Mother sad about?"
"The Aijia just..."
I just resent that I can't do anything well, but I can't see the suffering in the world.
But the next words were not spoken.
Suddenly, a white handkerchief was handed in front of her.
Mu Qingchao was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw Jiang Bo standing beside her at some point.
Jiang Bo said: "If the Queen Mother wants to cry, just cry."
The brief sentence was as calm as ever, but it was a sharp arrow that pierced Mu Qingchao's heart, causing her to sting sharply.
She could obviously hold it back, but her eyes were sore because of his words.
She subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to take the handkerchief he handed over.
But at the moment when they were about to touch her, she jerked back and tilted her head: "No, Aijia doesn't want it. Aijia said it, and Aijia doesn't feel sad."
After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the palace.
She can no longer be a good person, why? Why can't she even be a bad person?
She couldn't be soft-hearted, not even a little bit.
She was in the abyss, and she didn't want to leave the abyss. She just wanted to drag her enemies into the abyss one by one.
…………
That night, the first snow of early winter fell.
Shen Muchi just finished handling the government affairs and walked back to Fulin Palace at night.
A little bit of fine snow fell on the tip of his nose.
Suddenly, I heard faint singing coming from ahead.
The song is "Bian water flow, Si water flow. It flows to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, and Wushan is a little sad. I miss you for a long time, and hate you for a long time. The hate will not stop until you return. The moon is bright and people are leaning on the building..."
The voice was soft and ethereal, floating and leisurely, as if it was carrying the sorrowful thoughts of a daughter in her boudoir, but it was also filled with infinite tenderness.
Shen Mu became interested belatedly, and asked Eunuch Lu next to him: "Lu Xi, it's so late, who is singing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a graceful figure flicking his sleeves and dancing gracefully in the Tingyu Pavilion on the Taiye Pond.
The waist of the willow is whirling, the gaze is fixed, the body is light and graceful, like the wind returning gracefully, and the clothes are fluttering, like the snow blowing and the rain is returning.
Shen Muchi also saw God.
Although this clumsy way of competing for favor makes people dislike it, this dance can indeed arouse some interest in people.
"Lu Xi, call that girl over." Shen Muchi ordered.
"yes."
After receiving the order, Eunuch Lu immediately ran over and called the girl over.
After a while, the girl came.
"This slave is here to meet His Majesty."
The girl only wore a thin piece of clothing and knelt in front of Shen Muchi, shivering a little when the cold wind blew.
"Were you singing just now?" Shen Muchi asked.
"Yes." The girl responded: "Seeing the beautiful scenery of the first snow, I was so itchy that I never thought of bumping into Your Majesty. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me."
Shen Muchi had had enough of such excuses.
The concubines wanted to win his attention, and they used endless methods and came up with lame excuses. Shen Mu believed or didn't believe it, just based on whether he liked or disliked the woman in front of him.
"What's your name?" he asked again.
"My maid's surname is Xu and my maiden name is Ziying. She was a talented person who was drafted into the palace last year."