The maid is the queen

Chapter 222

If life is like this, walking together hand in hand, that is, when there are many people, he protects me from being crowded, that might not be the simplest happiness.

I don't remember much, but as long as I close my eyes and experience it, I will know how happy I am now. I can eat enough every day, laugh happily every day, have freedom, and have him by my side. Isn't life like this?
The street was full of people, all of whom came to see His Majesty the Prime Minister, and today he returned to the city in the northwest.

I have no interest in him, squeezed a way out from behind the crowd.

What a lofty figure the emperor is, it has nothing to do with me.

He said that his concubine asked him to kill him.

A man kills a woman and keeps saying that he loves her. I can't figure it out and I won't think about it. What does it have to do with me?

After all, I still saw him. He rode a tall horse and entered the city surrounded by mighty guards. Along the way, the people shouted enthusiastically: "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

I asked Xia Juntang in a low voice: "Can the emperor really live forever?"

He bowed his head and fondled my short hair: "No, no matter what, let's go back and cook."

"Okay." I smiled sweetly.

It's not my delusion, it's not a big deal for Xia Juntang to be caught in the tall crowd in the northwest, but maybe those people can't cover up his charm, the emperor's eyes fell on him from the crowd, and then on me .

He looked at me with deep sadness in his eyes, like I owed him something.

But I don't like him looking at me like this, pulling Xia Tang to squeeze out of the crowd.The excitement is getting farther and farther away, it does not belong to us, why bother to covet this share.

Going to Langteng is not nothing, at least, it makes me have an attachment, like Xia Juntang, he still loves me as much as before, but he sees the affection in my eyes, he always smiles.

Yaya went to bed early after dinner. He took out the piano and taught me how to play it. He taught me once, but I seemed to know how to play it. He played the jade flute as smoothly as mountains and rivers. And the last song, the sky at that time, I was drunk again and again.

I lay on the grass and fell asleep laughing. In the dimness, he carried me back, kissed my forehead lightly, and said in a low voice: "The promise in the next life is to comfort me or you? Zhiqiu." A long sigh, containing endless confusion.

When I woke up the next day, I still remembered it clearly, but it was still a little inexplicable. I scratched my short hair and looked at the sunlight coming in from the window. I took a deep breath. It was another day, and the grassland seemed to have an endless attraction. , will attract me to go out to run and play wild.

Running around without wearing shoes, those thin mist flashed brightly in the sun a few times, and then disappeared.

The wind in the morning is the most comfortable. The sound of the piano is so beautiful that it becomes one with the wind, tempting me to keep going forward. After running past Tubaotou, I stopped.

Under the thin sunlight, a man dressed in white clothes like snow was playing the piano with his back facing me. His long black hair and light clothes were swept by the wind, like a beautiful line. He grabbed grass on the ground and bit his mouth full.

The sound of the piano is like spring water, as if it wants to tell me this wonderful morning gently. Standing barefoot on the grass, the green grass printed on my feet, which became more and more crystal clear. I bowed my head and took a step back gently. A feeling that tells me not to come near, it will destroy me.

But when the child turned around, it gave me a deep headache. I squatted on the ground, my feet were filled with iron, and I couldn’t move half a step. The one who came out was the same, so beautiful, so beautiful without any blemishes, with a contented smile on his pink and tender face, he was also walking on the grass with bare feet, walking straight towards me.

I saw this kid in my dream, he smiled at me, then he giggled away from me.

The child was not walking steadily, and every small step I was afraid that he would fall. Bi Wan fell, and the little face was not discouraged, but crawled towards me, yelling in a milky voice: "Mother and concubine."

I shook my head vigorously: "I am not your concubine mother." No, I am not.

Why doesn't the piano sound stop, why doesn't he pick up his child?Why do I want to walk, I can't walk, I cover my head with my hands, trying to get the pain out of my mind.

The child crawled over, grabbed my clothes and stood up, looked at me with excited eyes and called: "Mother Concubine." His little face was so white and tender, and the color of the sun was shining on his pink lips, the quiet pool His dark eyes, like autumn waters, actually knew that my pain slowly calmed down, he threw himself into my arms, kissed my face quickly, and grabbed me tightly with his small hands: "Hug me, concubine mother. "

In my memory, who called me that and asked me to hug me, like a dream, not a dream, but reality, but I can't remember.

The sound of the piano didn't stop, but changed to another song, which was as majestic as a thousand troops and horses determined to win.

The child rubbed against me, coquettishly wanting to be hugged by me, his little hand touched my short hair curiously, frowned, turned his head and said softly: "Royal father, not concubine mother."

In order to ask for his proof, he stopped bothering me and turned away again. I got the opportunity to roll back and crawl out of this cursed place in embarrassment, which would almost make me lose my mind and fall into a nightmare.

But after walking for a few days, the child turned his head and chased me, running sideways: "Mother Concubine."

The more I ran, the more he chased me, and when I chased him downhill, he fell heavily, and burst into tears: "Mother Concubine."

I didn't even dare to leave right away, I couldn't bear to let him cry.

I couldn't help but turned back and picked up the little man. He wiped his snot and tears on my shoulders, hugged my neck and whined, "Mother Concubine."

He wants me to hug him, this child is clingy, holding his hands tightly and not letting go.

I looked at him at a loss, what should I do now, Xia Juntang didn't teach me how to take care of children, took out a handkerchief and wiped his little face, his eyes were still full of tears and looked at me like weeping, just like that With big eyes and small eyes, I was really afraid that he would cry, and now there is nothing I can do about him.

"Don't cry, I'm not your mother and concubine, where can you go to your father?" I discussed with him softly.

How can a child understand my words? They just keep their mouths flat, as if they want me to cry if I don’t like it. It’s really troublesome. The emperor said that he asked his prince to look at the picture and call him concubine mother. She looks quite similar to his concubine, so the child told me to cling to me, which made me quite helpless.

He hugged his neck and leaned back on my shoulder: "Hungry." He patted his belly: "Mother Concubine."

Don't babies need milk?I can't help you with this, I sat down and his mouth pulled and he looked like he was about to cry again, so I quickly coaxed him: "I won't leave, I'll just sit."

My heart is endlessly calling Xia Juntang, come and save me!
He didn't let go of him after sitting down, so he didn't cry, and looked at me with watery eyes, which made me a little unbearable, pointing to the side playing the piano and said: "Your father, where is there any candy to eat, go quickly."

As soon as he heard it, he sucked in his saliva, then quickly kissed me, and ran towards his father with his little feet: "Father, Tangtang."

He walked a little far away, so I ran away quickly, the child really wants to be coaxed, it's really scary.

Will I have children in the future?If only he was so beautiful!

A family is a man, a woman, and children.Xia Juntang and I will get married sooner or later, anyway, he is very good to me, he won't look at the beautiful girls in the northwest, but he will laugh when he looks at me, I am not the same as before But I am also trying to feel everything I can see.

Running back in embarrassment, he picked up the tea under the tree and drank it thoroughly. Yaya gestured and told me that Xia Juntang had gone to the city.

I nodded, patted my heart and panted, it was so dangerous, I finally escaped from Naiwaer, but this is the prime minister's land, it is the northwest, and the great prime minister is here, how far can I escape.

He seems to have some meaning to me, but I don't like him, I stick out my tongue and get angry, who wants to be someone else's substitute, besides, I have Xia Juntang, I don't want anyone.

I took out the cloth I bought yesterday, and started making clothes with Yaya, waiting for Xia Juntang to come back and praise us for our diligence.

The unknown tree in this yard reveals its thin white petals, and the faint fragrance makes people happy. It is so peaceful here, and I am willing to guard this piece of tranquility, and I don’t want to change anything.

The slow wind blew the sounds of cows and sheep, and the milk tea on the table exudes a sweet smell. There is only one person waiting here quietly.

However, the emperor of the Great Xiang Dynasty has a lot of obsessions, which makes me a little powerless to deal with.

When I saw the child appearing at the gate of the yard wronged, I started to cry secretly. He burst into tears, and Yaya gestured excitedly, asking me to hug him.

"Mother Concubine." She cried while crying.

I put down my needle and thread and went there. There was a lot of sand on the ground and he was still barefoot, so I was afraid of hurting him.

"Mother Concubine, it hurts." He hugged my feet and wanted me to hug them, but I looked outside but didn't see anyone. Isn't the great emperor afraid of someone abducting his child?

Picked up the child and wiped his face, went to the yard, poured milk tea for him to drink, he was very good, after drinking for a while, he would raise his watery eyes and look at me, which made me feel a little guilty, I lied to him Only escaped back.

He stopped moving when he was full, and lay softly on my body, his small body was soft, and he held it gently with his hands, and a tremor spread from his palms to his heart.

Yaya shouted excitedly, pointing at the child and me gesticulating, saying yes.

It's a little bit like, I feel touched by this child, and I don't want to let go.

He called me mother concubine but it made me feel bitter and wanted to escape everything.

"Yaya, let's make him a pair of little shoes." He probably cried when he didn't have any shoes to wear.

He nestled in my arms without crying or fussing, because I held him, his eyelids drooped for a while, then opened tiredly for a while, and then slowly closed his eyelids, I looked at him If I want to sleep, I stand up and hug him, turn around in the yard, pat his small body lightly, these things come naturally, and after a while he slowly falls asleep in my arms, with the corners of his lips twitching. Laughing like a dream.

(End of this chapter)