Distressed Concubine

225 The Big Wedding 1
"Who?"

"Miss' adoptive mother."

"A foster mother?"

"That's right! We've been handkerchief handkerchiefs to Mrs. Su for many years, and I've treated Miss as her own daughter since I was a child." Speaking of this, the corners of Qingluo's lips smiled even more. Aunt Xu is Miss's only emotional sustenance after her biological mother left all these years. .

Taking Prince Sheng back this time, Aunt Xu must be very happy.

Jiang Feng became interested, and continued to inquire: "Do you know the surname of the adoptive mother?"

"Why do you ask so clearly!" Qingluo impatiently punched him, and said with a smile. "Problem Pockets!"

Jiang Feng smiled foolishly. "You can't come to the door empty-handed. You have to prepare some gifts. Please say hello to me. Be considerate."

That's true, Qingluo turned her head and glanced at the door of the pavilion again, seeing that the young lady didn't stop her, she whispered: "My lady's surname is Xu, she's forty and two years old, it's fine to greet Mrs. Xu or Aunt Xu when you meet."

"Okay! Then I'll go buy some gifts later."

The voices of the two began to mutter. Inside the carriage, Bei Gongcheng clenched his fists tighter and tighter. His deep black pupils stared sharply at the empty air in front of him, and gradually shone with water.

And the corners of the lips are indeed boundless indifferent sadness and panic with nowhere to hide.

Xu?Should have thought of it earlier.

That meeting in Zhuoyulou in Suiyang City was not a coincidence... It is inevitable that Xue'er is familiar with the lady who is familiar with the charm...

The memories that he didn't want to touch flooded into his mind like a sea of ​​tides, and he couldn't get rid of them no matter how he hid them. He could only replay the unspoken appeal in his heart that day over and over again.

"Mom, let me take a look at you."

"Mother, just take a look and let me see what you look like."

"Mom, can you?"

In the end, it all turned into his increasingly empty blood and increasingly scarce sanity.

Until the end, she didn't take off the mask on her face. Maybe she didn't understand, so she just kept crying. Maybe she understood, but she didn't dare.

Until his blood was covered with white snow, he never waited for her to be honest.

Finally realizing that everything was extravagant, he could only stare at the blue and snowy sky with wide eyes, and spit out the last sentence with blood in his eyes.

"I will never give anyone a second chance to dump me, never!"

Finally staring at her masked face, he couldn't close his eyes.

Can't wait anymore... If he doesn't even want to see him for the last time before he dies, he won't be able to wait all his life...

If the ending is like this, why should it appear in his life.

Gave him a dream, but once again snuffed it out with his own hands.

Feeling her fingertips getting farther and farther away, letting his last body fall alone in the cold snow...

The sky is big and the earth is big, but no one can warm him. The snow was so heavy and cold that day.

Freeze all his dreams...

In the end, he didn't know how he woke up. He only knew that from now on, when that woman died, he died too.

When Jin Ming came to look for him, he uttered a word lightly. "If she comes to me again, tell her that I'm dead!"

Jin Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes!"

"That day was the ninth day of March, right?" He was playing with the cold snow water with a distant look on his face.

Jin Ming didn't quite understand what he meant, so he thought for a while and answered truthfully: "Yes!"

There was a smile on his lips.

Cher's full moon, her death day, his death day.

"Get rid of all the people in the palace who know about this matter, tell Father, don't mention the name Rui'er again, change my row number from fourteen to sixteen, and change all files."

"Yes!"

Jin Ming left, before leaving, looking at his figure looking at the snow alone, Xiao Yuan felt cold.

The carriage shook slightly, waking up his thoughts, and his tired eyes slowly opened, leaving only the boundless coldness.

After receiving the news that Xueer was coming, Xu Ying Feige Chuanshu stood at the door of the building and watched eagerly.

When the horse-drawn carriage with green wood and blue shed arrived, it was already sunset, and the golden sun sprinkled a dim yellow color on the ancient streets, like a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, with the vicissitudes of generations.

After Qingluo jumped out of the carriage and opened the door of the pavilion, Xu Ying looked at her daughter who jumped out of the carriage happily, but she was still dissatisfied and frowned when she saw her getting off the carriage, "I heard that you are already in shape! Why are you still so frizzy!"

"Very healthy! It's fine!" Nalan Ruixue patted her belly with a smile.

"You! Just like your mother!" Seeing her ruddy complexion, Xu Ying calmed down. After looking around, she glanced suspiciously at the man standing next to Qingluo. "It's him?"

Didn't you mean to bring your son-in-law to show her?Why is this son-in-law standing beside Qing Luo?
"No!" Nalan Ruixue chuckled, turned her head to look at Bei Gongcheng who hadn't gotten off the car, and hurriedly ordered: "I'm seeing you, come out!"

Hearing that Xue'er had changed her name to her mother, Xu Ying smiled gratifiedly, and followed Xue'er to look at the carriage.

After a moment's pause, a man in a snow-white plain shirt bent over and came out from the inside, landed lightly, and walked steadily to Xue'er's side step by step.

Nalan Ruixue waited impatiently, grabbed his hand and thrust it in front of Xu Ying, said with a smile, "Come here quickly, this is mother!"

Bei Gongcheng glanced at her lightly, then slowly raised his head.

The four eyes met, Xu Ying was startled, her mind felt like an electric shock, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Under the light of Jin Yang, she almost thought that she had misjudged the person, especially the indifferent eyes of the other party, which seemed to pass through the thickness of the age and trigger some memory.

Not to mention such a similar face, in a trance, she seemed to see the day when it was snowing heavily. The first time she met Bei Gongyue was also at dusk. Golden snowflakes fell on Bei Gongyue's shoulders. The moment he raised his eyes, he gave himself a polite smile.

It seemed as if he had seen another icy sky. After Ningyue came back with a bony child in his arms, the moment he opened his eyes, there was a coldness in his eyes that was like ten thousand years of frost, that kind of indifference.

The two images were crazily intertwined, and all the nerves in her body trembled from the torment.

After a moment's pause, she resisted the trembling of her palms, the urge to touch his cheek, and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

Bei Gongcheng looked at her silently, his deep black pupils made it impossible to guess what he was thinking, but he was very calm.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng hurriedly replied: "Returning to Mrs. Xu, this is our regent of Beichang, the sixteenth prince——Prince Sheng."

Sixteen, Sheng... Xu Ying's heart shattered when he heard these two words, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

What is she looking forward to?Her fourteenth son, Rui'er, is dead... in her arms.

She watched with her own eyes that his body was getting colder and his eyes closed...

Nodding slightly, he looked at his face carefully and tried his best to smile lightly. "Has the prince been here once? I seem to have seen you before."

It was only then that Xu Ying remembered that she had seen him a few months ago, but at that time his aura was cold but not as indifferent as it is now. The indifferent eyes are the ones she remembers most in her life. After so many years, No matter what kind of people she sees, she will deal with them peacefully, but there is an irresistible sadness to the shallow smile and indifferent eyes.

But this is Xue'er's husband, she must not be rude.

Bei Gongcheng stared at her quietly, and after a long time, he hummed softly through his nostrils, and averted his eyes lightly.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Nalan Ruixue glanced at his blunt face strangely, she didn't understand why she was not well before going to bed, why she felt an indescribable coldness when she woke up.

Even the hand that has been holding her all the time is now clasped behind his back alone, but his eyes are always deep and emotionless, and she can't figure out why, so she can only tug at his sleeve and say with a smile: "Why are you standing at the door, go in!"

"Yes, yes, what are you doing standing at the door! Come in!" Xu Ying also came back to her senses, and hurriedly raised her hand as a petition.

Bei Gongcheng immediately strode in, and Nalan Ruixue followed beside him in a daze.

Xu Ying was about to go in when Qing Luo stopped. "Aunt Xu, the prince has prepared a lot of gifts for you, and I'll take them to the backyard for you?"

Xu Ying was startled by sweeping the wide variety of things in the carriage door opened by Qing Luo, frowned and said, "They're all my own people, why did you buy so many?"

Even if it's the etiquette for a new son-in-law to visit, isn't that too much?

Qingluo was startled, she didn't know why when she went shopping with Jiang Feng, the prince suddenly said, "Buy more."

As a result, when they finished buying, the prince said it was not enough.

They ran another errand, but the prince still said it wasn't enough.

After running again, the prince still couldn't say enough!
Miss Lian kept saying that enough was enough, but she didn't stop the prince. Finally, when there was no room in the carriage, the prince finally nodded acquiescingly.

Jiang Feng smiled and said: "The prince has always been generous to the young lady. The wife is the young lady's mother, so she is also the prince's mother. No matter how much you buy, you should."

Xu Ying was startled, mother?Looking back at the man who didn't want to speak just now, a slight smile floated on the corner of his lips, he was afraid that he would not want to shout due to his noble status.

Shaking her head, she said to Qing Luo: "Send it to the backyard, you and I will go to the Jade Pavilion to pick up some things to reciprocate."

"Yes!" Qing Luo pointed to Jiang Feng at the location of the backyard, and helped Xu Ying to go to the Jade Pavilion.

The dinner was very good, and in the dappled flower pavilion, the candlelight flickered on and off.

Nalan Ruixue and Xu Ying hadn't seen each other for a long time, they were talking and laughing, Bei Gongcheng sat silently, drinking tea with his eyes down.

When the dishes were served, Xu Ying greeted everyone to eat, pointed to a plate of pastries with magnolia flower cores, and was about to speak to Xue Er, but a pair of chopsticks stretched out first, and Bei Gongcheng picked up the pastry that had not changed in memory Stare for a long time.

Nalan Ruixue giggled and said, "You have a good eye, do you know what this is?"

"Yulan Xuexin." He said lightly.

For a split second, Xu Ying, Nalan Ruixue, and Qing Luo were all frozen in place.

"How... did you know?" Nalan Ruixue was stunned. Didn't Aunt Xu say she invented it?
Bei Gongcheng was startled, scanned the crowd, realized that he had lost his mind, paused for a moment and said with a smile: "I just passed by the kitchen and heard someone mention it."

Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and said with a faint smile: "This is the best pastry I made, and Xue'er likes it the most. Your lord can try it."

Bei Gongcheng stared at the snow-white stamen, time and space were distorted, and everything flowed backwards, as if he had returned to the time when he was eight years old. After reading at night, he was hungry and wanted to go to the kitchen to get something to eat. When he entered the door, he saw a woman in the dim yellow The scene of kneading dough quietly under the candlelight, and then she served a plate of honey cakes. He was very full that day, and he also remembered the sweet and slightly floral taste.

But now...he smiled lightly for a moment, and gently placed it in Xue'er's bowl. "I don't like sweets, thank you Mrs. Xu for your kindness."

After all, he picked up another dish and put it in his mouth.

Nalan Ruixue saw that he was eating without changing her expression, she couldn't help but said: "But... this one is sweeter."

He paused, his eyes slightly enlarged, and then tightly contracted.

For a moment, all four pairs of eyes stared at him quietly, and the candlelight seemed to be more dazzling. He held up his chopsticks awkwardly in the air, feeling that his whole body had nothing to hide.

Especially when the pair of autumn pupils looked at him quietly, a certain nerve in the bottom of my heart could only tremble.

(End of this chapter)