The princes are waiting at the gate of the palace to send off their sister to marry together.
Yu Wenhao was wearing a red prince's court clothes and a crown on his head. His complexion was a bit haggard and tired, and the emotions in his eyes were also complicated.
The female relatives will not be given away, and the prince will send the sedan chair out of the palace. The princes are riding high-headed horses, the guard of honor clears the way, and heads to the cold house in a mighty manner.
She saw Yu Wenhao walking out for about ten meters on the horse, and suddenly turned her head, her eyes looked sadly at the layered glazed roof of the palace, and finally landed on Yuan Qingling’s face, as if he was about to say something. , But in the end, without saying anything, turned around and rode away.
The weather is very good, the sun is shining, the wind is very warm, and the feeling of spring is full, as if the cold has already exited between the heaven and the earth.
The shadow of the sun was cast from the gap between the tall locust trees and reflected on the mottled vermilion palace wall. This palace wall, seeing the separation of people's hearts, stood firm.
Yuan Qingling walked back to the palace alone, just now the fifth parting glance, husband and wife are in the same mind, she knows what he meant.
Today, Yu Wenling gets married, and the happiest person is actually the concubine in Qingyu Palace.
But she was dead, and I couldn't see this scene again.
Yuan Qingling returned to Qingyu Palace.
Gu Si ordered people to guard here. There was no incense, no paper burning, and no one to guard the spirit inside. The body of the concubine Xian was placed on the bed so quietly.
The weather was cold. Although the body was left for seven or eight days, there was no large area of decay or smell. But when she came in, she opened the windows on all sides and the smell spread quickly, which was fine.
The back of the hand showed light green rot spots, which seemed to be swollen and rotting in a few days.
Previously, the charcoal stove was placed here, but after the charcoal stove was removed, the doors and windows were closed, so the wind could not get in. If it weren't for the cold weather, I'm afraid the giant view would appear.
Because no one had dealt with her remains, she was still wearing the clothes she had when she died, without a quilt, her chest and abdomen were slightly bulging, and her fingers showed signs of being gnawed by rats, and corpse water oozes out. Over.
Her head and face were covered by the white cloth, and she lay quietly without any movement.
Because of her past troubles, Yuan Qingling stood in front of the bed with an illusion in her heart, thinking that she would suddenly jump up, look at her with cold hatred eyes, and then scolded her for trouble.
Yuan Qingling still stepped forward and took off the cloth on her face. Her eyes were closed, her face had the same green spots as the back of her hands, her face changed a bit, her eye sockets were sunken, but her cheeks swelled up and supported her. The skin seemed to burst into the appearance of water seeping outside, like a pufferfish inflated.
Yuan Qingling tried her best to search for her previous images, but there weren't many friendly ones, and she almost didn't piece together a smiling face.
"Although I don't like you, but I feel sorry for my life," Yuan Qingling said softly: "If you tell me to tell the fifth child before you die, I will tell you, but not now, when I am about to die, I Only then will you tell him that you once told him to avenge you for killing me."
She thought it was very ironic, and then said: "Actually, I really don't know why you hate me so much. Do you really think that everything that the old fifth is doing today is under my orders? Really not, he is a man who walks independently He has his own thoughts, good and evil, black and white debates. With these bottom-line guidelines, he will not listen to you or me completely, and I think that if you and I love him as much, it should be Respecting his thoughts is not trying to control his behavior with his own thoughts. On the contrary, the Su family is the real giant baby. You have spent your whole life supporting these giant babies, but they have not grown up, even basic good and evil. I don’t know if you will regret it when you are dying. I really hope you can open your eyes and see. The Su family whom you missed did not shed tears for your death, but the fifth and princess. What you did and your death broke my heart."
"The princess is married today, which means that Beitang will open up a new situation. If you really have the so-called spirit of being in the sky, I hope you can bless her happiness and health, a smooth life, and a mother. In fact, this is the most basic, isn't it? "
After Yuan Qingling finished speaking, he bowed deeply and said goodbye.
Naturally, there were wedding banquets in the palace, banqueting the royal family members, Yuan Qingling also had no intention of drinking a banquet, and ate some casually before returning home.
When she returned to the mansion, Grandma Yuan was sitting on the front porch basking in the sun. She sat at her feet, crawling on her knees, and said quietly: "Grandma, why do you always have calculations between family relationships? "
"That's an individual!" Grandma Yuan thought through her mind and saw everything in the world. She smiled and stroked her hair. "The family affection in the world is mostly beautiful."
Yuan Qingling raised her head to look at her, looking through her gentle eyes, remembering that she came to her through time and space. This kind of affection is what people yearn for.
She is much luckier than the fifth.
"Life is like this. I have seen all kinds of cruelty, but there is always a warm side. Everyone is like this. It is a beggar on the street. He is so blinded and impoverished, but he always gets a pity. when."
Yuan Qing Ling nodded silently, but couldn't let go of the low pressure in her heart.
There must be a lot of fun in the cold house, but Yuan Qingling didn't want to join in the fun, and only sent someone to look at the fifth.
He might drink alcohol to numb his current grief, let him go all night, and he should let it go.
Yuan Qingling took the children to play for a while, then went back to Xiaoyue Pavilion.
I thought that Yu Wenhao would come back very late, but he didn't know that he entered the door just after Hai.
He was completely out of alcohol.
Yuan Qingling took off his cloak and asked, "Did you not drink?"
Yu Wenhao stretched out his hand to hug her, put his chin against her cheek, his chin was very cold, "If you don't drink, once you drink, you can't hold back some emotions."
Yuan Qingling felt a pain in her heart. She sat down with him, poured him a cup of hot tea, and stared at his deep eyes, "I went to see the mother and concubine after I was married today."
"Thank you!" He held her hand, his eyes lowered, and his voice was extremely cold, which made Yuan Qingling feel very heartbroken.
"Don't do this!" Yuan Qing Ling choked.
Yu Wenhao stretched out her hand, slid her fingertips across her cheeks, and smiled bitterly, "I'm fine, I lost my mother. I can't just get away in a while and give me some time."
"If you want to cry, just cry out." Yuan Qingling grabbed his hand, put it on her palm, and then folded his hands together on her chest.
Yu Wenhao shook his head, "I want to cry, but I can't cry. Maybe I am really a person with indifferent nature."
"No, don't say that to yourself." Yuan Qingling didn't know how to comfort him. He was different from Ling'er. The story of a wind chime could stop Ling'er from crying, but the fifth person couldn't.
"Slowly it gets better, don't worry about me," he kissed her on the forehead with a cool voice, "what did she say before she left?"