At the junction between Yulong and the Qing Dynasty, there is a beautiful peach blossom land with clouds and mist all year round.
At the deepest point, there is a bamboo house. In front of the bamboo house, flowers are clustered with twilight streams.
A woman in plain clothes wearing a knitted straw hat was holding a kettle and watering the flowers in front of her.
"They are coming here today, you'd better take a break." A tall man walked out of the house. He was Nangong Mo.
Xia Bingyan raised her head and wiped off the sweat from her forehead, "It's okay, it's better to move around for a while."
Nangong Mo walked forward and pulled her to fall into his arms, "No need, we will wait for the evening to move."
"You are still so poor." She glanced at him sideways.
"Father, Mother Queen." Outside the fence, there was an extremely handsome boy, and there was a cute girl standing beside him.
The girl walked forward and hugged Xia Bingyan, "Mother, Yue'er misses you so much."
Xia Bingyan touched her head, "Well, they are all empresses, and they still act so cute, is it really okay?"
"What does that matter? No matter what identity Zheng Yue'er is, she is the daughter of the mother."
Nangong Jue also walked to Nangong Mo, and the two of them picked up the sword on one side and started to gesture.
It took a long time before the two stopped.
"Father, I'm still stronger." Nangong Jue gave a thumbs up.
Nangong Mo laughed, "You little brat, you really think your father is old."
"That's right, my father is older than Jue'er." He was right.
At noon, Xia Bingyan personally cooked a few side dishes, and the whole family gathered together to talk and laugh.
"It's so delicious. Yue'er likes the dishes made by her mother the most. It's still a blessing for her father to be late every day."
"This is not easy to deal with. We can't beat us and take our mother back to the palace. You can do it a month a month, so that's all."
Nangong Mo almost got angry, "Okay, you two little guys, aren't there any imperial chefs in your palace? You're still here to compete with the old man for this meal? It's really unfilial."
Nangong Yue shook her head, "This is easy to deal with. Father, I will bring you the imperial chef in the palace. You can use it first. When I leave, I will take my mother away."
Nangong would never want to, "Sister, you are so cunning. I want my mother's queen too."
Seeing that the two children were fighting for this matter, she and Nangong Mo looked at each other and smiled softly.
After lunch, Nangong Mo and Nangong Jue went to the study to chat, while Xia Bingyan took her daughter to the yard. A pavilion from the bamboo forest was already thoughtful and the willow catkins had already brought tea and retreated.
"How is this month? How about state affairs?"
They come together once a month, and the storm has been going on for two years. She and Nangong Mo have been away from the court for two years and have been living a secluded life here. After coming out, Zhu Li, Wei Zhong, and Liu Xu
, Chunhong, Zhang Bing followed them.
They also handle the daily purchases, and their lives are always very comfortable.
The entertainment is either playing chess, playing the piano, planting flowers and raising birds. Many of the dishes are made by them, so they taste particularly delicious.
"It's great. It's always calm and there's no war at all. The people are living a good life."
Xia Bingyan nodded and looked at her daughter. She knew her very well. There must be something wrong with such a calm look.
"Have you encountered a relationship?"
"How do you know about the mother?" Nangong Yue was shocked.
"Is it related to Xuanyuan Qingyang?"
"My Mother, you are so sage." After saying that, he lowered his eyes, "He has never been married, and the harem is empty for the New Year. I know that he has been waiting for me to agree, but Mother, maybe I think too much,
I feel like he is fifteen years older than me, and I can't get over it."
His eyes were shining with hope, looking at his mother, hoping that she would give her some advice.
"Don't worry about me, do whatever you think, I will always support you." She had said long ago that she would not interfere with her life, after all, she could not be by her side for the rest of her life.
"Oh." It seems that it is not the answer I want, but I gradually made a decision in my heart.
In the 17th year of the Qing Dynasty, the empress married the emperor of the South Vietnamese Kingdom Xuanyuan Qingyang. Everyone was shocked. After all, the two were fifteen years apart. The empress was already sixteen years old, and Xuanyuan Qingyang was over thirty years old, although many people
But on the wedding day, when they saw the empress sitting in the float, her face hidden under the gauze, and waved her hand to show them a moving laugh. They also understood that the empress was willing, after all, so
For many years, the Emperor Xuanyuan treated the Qing Dynasty as his own country and always took good care of the empress. Since their empress could marry her beloved, they also sent their most sincere blessings.
The following year, Nangong Jue, the young emperor of the Dragon, married the queen, which was also shocking.
Just because the queen is not the daughter of a high-ranking official, not the descendant of a prince, but just a civilian.
But no one objected, just because that woman was the only one whom the emperor truly loved.
After four years of separation, the Dragon Royale welcomed the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager. Although the Empress Dowager was already old, she still had clear ears and eyes, without any sense of old age.
The grand marriage ceremony lasted for a whole month, and the kings of all countries sent envoys to celebrate with great gifts.
After the wedding, the two stayed with the old man for three days before returning to Peach Blossom Land and no longer going out since then.
Over the years, the sun and the moon change, and time changes, they are getting older.
But Xia Bingyan has always been very happy. Not only has her beloved, but she has a pair of lovely children, but she also has a group of innocent and lively grandchildren.
Forty-three years later, an old couple with silver hair sat in the still crisp bamboo forest, snuggling each other, with smiles on their wrinkled faces.
"Nangong Mo, I'm really lucky to live with you for the rest of my life."
Nangong Mo smiled and held his wife's hand.
"Who said no, I never thought I could be so happy." Even though the life I had with her was not as strong as wind and waves, it was still as warm as spring.
"Do you think people will have a next life?" she murmured. She didn't, just because in recent years, the dream has become clearer and clearer and she has gradually ignored it.
He was stunned, "I will not pray for the next life. Isn't it too greedy to pray for the next life? Everyone has their own destiny, and it is enough to live a good life."
"Yes, I'm not greedy either. Even without you, I will still be happy." My eyes were a little wet.
"Haha, old lady, I understand. If I hadn't been me in my heart, you would have left long ago, so I never regretted it. I would be satisfied if I could be loved by you. In fact, that guy, although he is not as good as me, in the future,
I will feel at ease if I hand you over to him.”
He never forgot that the man who loved Yan'er deeply for more than two thousand years was his rival, but he was admirable.
He is really satisfied with having her for the rest of his life.
"Nangong Mo, I'm tired." She murmured softly.
Nangong Mo's heart trembled and he nodded slightly, "Sleep, I'm with you, I'm actually a little tired."
The two figures snuggled with each other never moved for a moment.
A breeze blew, blowing away the peach blossoms of the tree. The pink petals danced with the breeze and slowly fell on the two of them.