During those days at the palace banquet, the beautiful young man always held her hand with a long whip and led her out.
Take her to the Plum Garden, stand on the bridge and look at the blooming plum blossoms from a distance, go to Yongquan Palace and sit by the hot spring pool to soak your feet. The beautiful young boy will talk to her about the desert and the solitude.
Luo, talked about the magnificent and strange scenery and cultural features of those countries, as well as the sea that she had never seen before.
She would always look at him intently. She liked his sparkling amber eyes. He looked so energetic. When he smiled, he would show one side of his fangs, adding a bit of cuteness and kindness to his noble face.
Whenever Que Wu turned to look at her, she would lower her eyes.
The young man didn't know that she had actually seen his appearance many times. Every time she came to the palace, Sister received new letters and gifts from Sara, and she always wanted to see if there was a painting of the little leopard.
Her handwriting was crooked, but her drawings were pretty good. She drew a cute little leopard, and my sister saw it. She laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth and said that she would help her send the letter back to Salo.
She never thought of sending the letter back, as she would be embarrassed if it was seen, but she still nodded, because she knew that over the years, Ajie had received many letters from Salo's friend, but had never replied.
A letter.
Because she is a queen, she cannot send letters to other countries in the name of the queen, not to mention that her friend is the king of Sara.
Now, a letter can be sent to Salo in her name.
On the day Que Wu left Beiyuan, he took out the painting she had drawn from his arms, a majestic but mellow and cute little leopard.
"My brother gave this to me. He said it was painted for me by the moon from Sister Qingyu's house."
Que Wu smiled brightly, but she lowered her head and looked at her toes, her ears already red and hot.
He, why is he still carrying this painting with him!
"No...it's not..."
Que Wu: "Huh? You didn't draw it? But I see there's a moon painted on it."
The young man walked up to her, bent down and stretched out his hand to her, "Hello, little moon, I'm Que Wu. I'm about to leave. Can I hold your hand before returning to Sara?"
In this way, when he goes back, he can tell his brother that he has held the moon's hand.
Xiao Jiaojiao raised her head to look at the young man. He looked at her with a smile and a gentle expression. Looking at the slender and beautiful hand, she stretched out her fleshy hand and touched his hand gently, "Hello, I
It's the moon, not... I am Jiao Jiao..."
Que Wu burst out laughing. Looking at the little moon that she had led astray, she thought it was extremely cute no matter how she looked at it.
Brother is right, sister Qingyu does have a treasure in her family.
Que Wu left, and before leaving, he gave her a little leopard stuffed doll, which he made himself.
Like his brother Makino, he has a pair of dexterous hands and can do many things.
I heard from my sister that the men in their Salo are better at combing their hair than the women and can braid themselves.
She couldn't help but laugh when she thought of the tall man Que Wu sitting in front of the mirror combing his hair and braiding it.
Later, she often received letters from Que Wu. Knowing that she didn't like writing, he drew pictures for her.
Suddenly, her days began to become full of expectations. She would look forward to what Que Wu would draw for her in the next letter and what he would give her as a gift.
In a blink of an eye, three years later, she was about to get her haircut. A few days before she got her haircut, she received a letter from Que Wu. He didn't know where he knew that she wanted to marry a traveling businessman.
He said that he was ready, ready to be a traveling merchant and take her to travel beyond the Great Wall, to all countries, to the seaside, and wherever she wanted to go.
He said that although he was the prince of Salo, everyone in Salo could be a king, not to mention that he had other cousins, etc. In Salo, women could also become kings.
His grandmother was the queen of Sara.
He has made all preparations and will rush to the capital on her birthday to propose marriage to her.
He said that he had found a doctor for her who could help her and would take her directly to that doctor. When she gets better, she can go wherever she wants.
Those were her happiest days, as everything seemed to become brighter, and the future she expected was too bright and beautiful, so it was so heartbreaking when her expectations failed.
When she fell into the cold lake at her birthday party, Jiao Jiao was thinking, what should she do with her mother-in-law? She obviously had to watch her daughter who had carefully cared for fifteen years finally grow up, and she had already found a doctor for her.
A miracle doctor who has the opportunity to watch her become a healthy girl and watch her live into her twenties, thirties, and forties...
Watch her get married, watch her have children and have a family of her own in the future, and most importantly, watch her be happy and everything will go smoothly and healthily.
And what should she do about her Qingyu sister? Her sweetheart had just passed away, but she finally watched her show off her beauty and regain her hope in life. She also said that she would marry her in the future and give her a red stamp in person.
Hijab, in the past fifteen years, she has never been my sister's child.
With her gone, Ajie will definitely not be able to survive...
Also, there is her little leopard, the little leopard that she misses so much...
The lake water was so cold, but fortunately, she didn't suffer for long before she lost her breath.
Probably because her health was getting worse and worse during this period. Although her face looked rosy, she was actually exhausted inside. She often felt flustered and breathless in the middle of the night and was woken up by herself.
She thought that no matter whether the miracle doctor Que Wu mentioned was useful or not, or whether he could cure her disease, she would definitely follow him.
Forgive her for being selfish. In the remaining days, she wants to go to the border desert with Que Wu to watch the eagles, watch the sunset, and go to farther places. She doesn't want to just wither here like the sycamore flowers outside her yard.
In the square courtyard.
But it was too late, she never had the chance to realize her wish.
She can no longer wait for her little leopard.
Dimly, she felt like she was floating in mid-air and heard countless cries.
Those calls of her name, the cries of tears and blood, made people almost heartbroken.
The Xiao Mansion was all white, even more depressing than a rainy day. Many figures passed in front of her, but she couldn't see them clearly.
She recognized the figure standing outside the mourning hall, it was Que Wu.
He stood upright, but with his head lowered, the light in his eyes dimmed, and his expression was sad and melancholy that she had never seen before.
She heard her mother-in-law crying from inside the mourning hall, and saw her sister coming out of the mourning hall, staggering and almost falling.
Seeing the second brother and the others standing in the dim light and shadow, they all felt heavy and unspeakable sadness.
As time goes by, the snow in Beiyuan melts, and there is a scene full of spring again.
There are always the most thunderstorms in spring, and sometimes the heavy rain always falls non-stop.
A thunder sounded in her ears, and she didn't know how long it had been and where she had gone.
There was darkness before her eyes, with occasional hazy light coming through.
She heard the sound of thunder accompanied by the sound of rain. The sound of thunder frightened her. In the sound of thunder and rain, she heard an extremely familiar voice.
"Bodhisattva, Tathagata, Lord Yama, please let my daughter come back, I beg you!"
She saw her mother-in-law kneeling under the blessing tree, praying to countless gods and Buddhas in the sky in the heavy rain. As long as she could bring her daughter back, no matter whether it was gods, Buddhas or demons, she was willing to kneel down and pray.
"Give me back my Jiao Jiao, she is still so young, she hasn't grown up yet."
"Take away all my blessings, take away my life, and let my brightness come back!"
"What did my Jiao Jiao do wrong?! Why did she have to suffer so much? When she was first born, she was only as big as the palm of my hand. I raised her up with great difficulty...
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"She is such a cute and kind little girl, how could you have the heart to take her away and give me back my Jiao Jiao!"
She watched her mother-in-law cry until her throat was almost hoarse and her head was bruised and bloody. She wanted to shout but couldn't cry.
She wanted her mother-in-law to go back and stop being sad, but she couldn't touch her mother-in-law and could only stay by her side and listen to her heartbreaking voice.
The wooden blessing boards rustled in the wind and rain. My mother hung countless blessing wooden boards on them and prayed with all her heart. Each sentence was: bless my son's brightness...
She stared at the Buddha statue in front of her, that cold and heartless Buddha statue. Her mother-in-law believed in various gods and Buddhas, but she didn't believe it. But looking at her mother-in-law who was almost crying and fainting in front of her, she finally knelt down in front of the Buddha.
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"I wish to have another life full of health and success."
In the heavy rain, the wooden prayer sign belonging to her gave off a faint light. In an instant, she stood under the blessing tree, and scenes flashed across her eyes. They were all scenes of her mother praying for her under the blessing tree year after year.
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"Last night Jiao Jiao was coughing all night, and I don't know where the evil wind came from that made her catch a cold. Please bless my son Jiao Jiao and hope she gets better soon."
"Jiao Jiao's asthma has attacked again. Seeing her wheezing like that, I wish I could take the pain for her. Please protect my son Jiao Jiao from suffering from asthma again."
"Today I am here to fulfill my wish. Jiao Jiao's health has improved a lot these days and he can still go out for a walk. However, he sprained his foot. Maybe Jiao Jiao is unlucky. I will share my blessings with Jiao Jiao and bless him.
My son is bright and smooth."
"Jiao Jiao will be a child soon. Thank God for finally raising Jiao Jiao up. Bless my son Jiao Jiao..."
No matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, whether it is windy or rainy, whenever she has a minor illness or pain, she will come here to pray, just for peace of mind.
Those images gradually faded, and a gentle voice came to my ears.
"Hey, congratulations, madam, it's a girl!"
"Hello, girl, I like girls the most."
"Oh Yurong, you are so good at giving birth. You have given birth to such a beautiful little girl. Have you thought of a name for her?"
"My girl is pretty and fair. I have decided to call her Ruyue and her nickname is Jiaojiao."
"Bright as the moon, little moon."
"Bright and bright is my mother's moon, the brightest little moon."