Counting the time, Song Tong should be back in the next two days.
"Why do daddy and little aunt have to go to the palace?" Ke'er muttered, with an unhappy look on her face, and complained softly, "Every time daddy comes back from the palace, he is always in a bad mood, so why do he have to go to the palace? ?”
Ji Xiang paused for a moment, then squatted down, held Ke'er's hand and asked softly: "Why is daddy in a bad mood? Does Ke'er know?"
"I asked dad, but dad didn't tell me," Ke'er said flatly, paused, and suddenly looked up at Ji Xiang and said, "But every time dad comes back from the palace, he has to go to the ancestral hall. He stayed for a while and didn't let me follow him, but once I followed him without noticing, little aunt, what do you think I saw? "
Ji Xiang was already feeling sad when he heard Song Tong go to the ancestral hall. Although Bai passed away, she must live in Song Tong's heart forever.
"What did you see?" Jixiang said, stroking Ke'er's head.
"Daddy didn't say a word. He just sat in front of my mother's memorial tablet. He was as motionless as a sculpture." Ke'er hugged Ji Xiang's neck and whispered, "Little aunt, dad is like that." It’s really scary, I feel scared and sad at the same time.”
Ke'er's voice was slightly choked, and Ji Xiang felt extremely distressed when he heard it. He was so busy that he took out a handkerchief to wipe Ke'er's tears, and said softly: "What are Ke'er afraid of? What are you sad about?"
"Little aunt, I no longer have a mother, but my father is different from before. In the past, my father loved to talk and laugh, and he loved me very much. He would play with me whenever I had time, and even let me ride a big horse. Set up a swing for me, but since my mother left, my father has seemed to be a different person. He can't say a few words a day, and he is not as affectionate to me as before, so..." The more Ke'er talked, the more sad he became. , the tears were like broken pearls, "So, little aunt, I am really scared. I have lost my mother, which is pitiful enough, but my father..."
"Ke'er, you think daddy has changed?" Jixiang looked at the child crying and felt heartbroken. She was so busy wiping the child's tears while coaxing him, "Ke'er, don't worry, no matter what time, no matter what time, No matter what happens, Daddy will be the person who loves Ke'er the most in the world."
"I know, but daddy is always like this..." Ke'er looked at Jixiang with a twitching look, "But Ke'er feels sorry for daddy. Ke'er doesn't want daddy to be like this all the time. Ke'er feels sad. Ke'er wants daddy to be with him. Same as before."
Ji Xiang looked at Ke'er's tearful face, and her heart ached with pain. She didn't say anything, but just held Ke'er tightly in her arms.
"Ke'er, since you care about your father so much, let's find a way to make him happy, okay?" Ji Xiang said softly.
"Yeah!" Ke'er nodded vigorously.
The first day of April in the second year of Tianding
The Prince of Zhennan and hundreds of officials from southern Xinjiang jointly submitted a letter asking Long Live Lord to visit the south.
The third day of April in the second year of Tianding
Beidi.
Song Mansion.
When Song Tong came back from outside, it was already dark. He got off the horse tiredly and was covered in dust. The housekeeper was so busy that he came up to meet him. cloak.
"Sir, you are back too."
"How has everything been at home during the half month I've been away?" Song Tong asked the housekeeper as he walked inside.
"Everything is fine, everything is fine," the housekeeper nodded hurriedly, paused, and added, "It's just that the young lady's mother is in poor health. She has hired a doctor three times in the past half month."
Song Tong paused and looked unhappy. He frowned and asked the butler, "Did the doctor say anything?"