must have fun

Those who want to rule the world lose their sons; those who want to be free all the time lose their lovers;

Those who want to live in peace lose their lives; those who pursue the truth lose their freedom.

After everyone gets what they want for a short time, they quickly lose? More important things.

Another way is: "Passionate? Since ancient times, good dreams have always been the easiest to wake up from when you are free."

The girl from Xuancheng didn't have any feeling when she read this poem, but when she thinks about it now, she suddenly understands the poet's state of mind at that time.

This way of heaven can't be said to be bad, it can even be said to be fair. How many smiles I got before, I have to pay back? How many tears?

After Xuancheng figured this out, she was no longer that ignorant princess.

In the fifth year of Shu Dianhe's disappearance, that is, the fourth year of Yuanxi.

The little niece Yi An, who always loves to bounce around behind Xuancheng, suddenly asked Xuancheng, "What kind of person is my uncle?"

The little girl who used to love to grab books with her brother is now in the year of the golden hairpin, her face is like a bright moon, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her long black hair is beautiful and soft.

The subtle connection in blood makes her look like a miniature version of Xuancheng, and even her personality is as lively and active as Xuancheng's when she was a child.

She hangs intimately on Xuancheng's shoulder, staring at the scroll held in her aunt's hand, blinking her bright eyes.

She didn't deliberately want to expose her aunt's scars, but she was just curious about what kind of person there could be who was worthy of her aunt's concern for so many years.

In her heart, her aunt is the best in the world. Of all the men she has ever met, none of them are worthy of her aunt.

Her sudden question made Xuancheng startled? Startled, he didn't know for a moment? What kind of words should I use? To describe that person, or all the words in this world can't describe her.

Faced with her niece's eager inquiry, she would not be reconciled if she didn't ask the truth. She thought it over before answering in general: "She is the sun of my aunt, and my aunt is her shadow."

"Sun? Shadow?" Yi'an muttered and repeated these two words, and he became more and more curious about what kind of person his uncle was, who could make his best aunt in the world claim to be his shadow.

Yi'an remembered that he had seen this uncle's when he was a child, and he would often give her delicious candy from his sleeve.

It’s just that the little girl has a lot of forgetfulness, so she disappeared? Over the years, her impression of this uncle has become more and more vague, and now when she thinks that her uncle has disappeared? For so many years, no matter how hard Aunt Ren searched for him, she couldn’t find him. An complained indignantly on behalf of her aunt: "Leaving my aunt behind for so many years, I think he is probably a heartless person who has forgotten my aunt long ago?"

"She won't..." Xuancheng put down the book in his hand and said, she believed that she would not change her mind, just like believing that she was still alive in this world?

"Since he? No, then why did he let his aunt wait for him for so many years?" Yi An let go of his aunt and said angrily.

This topic came out of nowhere, and Yi'an's words seemed to have other meanings, Xuancheng was aware of the details and said: "Did your brother ask you to test something again?"

"No..." Yi'an replied hesitantly.

"is it?"

A pair of Yi'an, her aunt's eyes that can see through all hearts, so she couldn't help explaining to her brother, and said: "It's because my brother sees that my aunt has been alone for so many years, and I want to give my aunt another choice." Uncle..."

From the corner of Xuancheng's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a piece of ocher clothes outside the hall, and someone outside was eavesdropping, using his own way to treat his body? He said: "Go back to the palace and tell him, let him not Don't worry, if I have nothing to do, I can discuss with the ministers about the post-election for him."

Immediately there was a coughing sound outside the hall, and the eavesdropper walked out, his face flushed with embarrassment.

He is a handsome young man. He is dressed in Panlong uniform and a jade crown on his head.

Xuancheng didn't even want to give him a look, and asked directly: "Have you been eavesdropping? How long has it been?"

"Ling Jun? It hasn't been long, and I haven't eavesdropped!" The young man denied it.

While speaking, he also walked up to Xuancheng's side, took out a painting scroll from behind him like a thief, and handed it to Xuancheng: "Auntie, look at this."

Xuancheng glanced at it: "What is it?"

Lu Lingjun saw that her aunt didn't intend to take it away, so she also came up to Xuancheng, and took the position next to Xuancheng with her sister, slowly opened the scroll in front of her, and said, "You See if this person looks like my uncle? General Chai found it among the people."

The painting scroll unfolded from bottom to top, Xuancheng watched with the interest of playing with them at first, until the face of the person in the painting appeared.

"It's not her..." She looked away dully.I don't know? After experiencing so many disappointments, and facing so many possibilities that these are mostly false, she has long since calmed down.

Lu Lingjun put the painting in front of him and looked at it carefully: "Why does Lingjun look like this person..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xuancheng: "Even if you look like her, it's not her after all."

Before Lu Lingjun had time to speak, Yi An took the first step and asked puzzledly: "It's been so many years? Could it be that my aunt has always remembered my uncle's appearance? Could it be blurred too? Is my memory wrong?"

Xuancheng can understand the intentions of these two children. There are countless ministers who have tried to please her over the years.

Someone even offered her secretly? Many men who are as handsome as Shu Dianhe hope that she can regard him as a substitute for Shu Dianhe and accept him as a male favourite.

They thought she was as vegetarian as her father?Xuancheng has experienced this kind of thing a lot, so it's not surprising.

They will definitely not understand that although Shu Dianhe has not been by her side these years, the reason why he can support her to go so far is because whenever she turns around, she can always see the twins behind her. Clear eyes, watching her tenderly, accompanied her.

"No..." She mercilessly scattered the two children's wild thoughts.

In the spring of the fifth year of Yuanxi, the emperor got married.

This is a rare happy event that Xuancheng has experienced since Shu Dianhe disappeared.

Seeing the child she brought up became an adult? Married?, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart, and she couldn't help but think of the dispute with Shu Dianhe's bridal chamber when she got married.

"Why were you so stupid back then?" She asked herself in a low voice, ignoring the lively atmosphere at the banquet.

If they had told the truth earlier, how could the two have had twists and turns, so that they have been separated from each other so far.

The wine was poured into the throat cup by cup, but there was no sense of the spicy taste.

After the wedding banquet was over, Xuancheng was at the banquet? He was a little drunk, his cheeks were flushed red from the smell of alcohol.

On the way back to the temple, she passed by the Yudai River. Sitting on the top of the phoenix, she was blown by the cool wind, and the drunkenness dissipated. After a while, her mind cleared up a lot.

Occasionally, she caught sight of the arch bridge over the Yudai River, and she recalled the night of stargazing together many years ago.

"Leave first, I want to walk alone."

Shouting to stop Feng Huo, she waved back the maid, dragged her long skirt and walked to the bridge alone, raised her head, and looked up at the sky.

It was a cloudless and breezy night, and she could see the unique stars in the night sky at a glance.

She told herself that as long as the star doesn't fall, she will definitely live here. Now she has nothing else but to let her live in this world? Even if the two never see each other again.Just such a small wish, God should fulfill her.

Seeing the moon not far from Venus again, Xuancheng felt amused when he thought of his idiotic words. He smiled and burst into tears again.

The moon... Venus... promised to protect her, but in the end she got hurt.

Could it be because she blamed herself in her heart that she hid herself and prevented herself from finding her?

"A spring feast, a glass of green wine and singing again. Let's pay respects to Chen and make three wishes: first, I wish my husband a thousand years;

Xuancheng caressed the railing of the bridge, half drunk and half awake, and murmured: "Open the rule of peace, what you want to do, I will definitely do it for you."

On the second day, when Xuancheng woke up, he had already returned to his bedroom.

She forgot how she came back. When she opened her eyes, she felt a splitting headache. When Mian'er heard the movement on the bed, she lifted the light yellow curtain and greeted her, "Princess? Are you awake? Ah. "

Xuancheng raised a hand and asked her to help him up. After Mian'er did so, Nanny Chu came in with sober tea and brought it in front of Xuancheng, persuading her, "Princess? Drink some tea." Hangover tea, the headache will not hurt?"

In recent years, Xuancheng often returns home drunk, and this set of serving orders has become a common practice.

Xuancheng looked at the pitch-black medicine in the bowl, and drank it? I don't know? How many times.

But every time I still couldn't help frowning? Frowning, suppressing the nausea, and taking a breath? Go on?.

As soon as she put down the bowl, Nanny Chu brought the hawthorn cake to Xuancheng in time.

It was the son-in-law who told her about it during the last meeting. Although she?never?spoken?to the princess, she kept it till?now.

After Xuancheng relieved her headache, she sat down in front of the dressing table, and Mian'er washed her up.

Her nephew, the emperor, is capable enough to govern himself, and Xuancheng doesn't want to take care of so many things.

So starting from today, the first day after her nephew got married, the political affairs of the previous dynasty will no longer pass in front of her, and her nephew will have full power to dispose of them.

Xuancheng didn't need to face those annoying chores anymore, and suddenly felt a lot of relief on his shoulders, and there was a trace of emptiness with nothing to do.

She looked at herself in the bronze mirror with disheveled hair and dull eyes, like an old friend reunited after a long absence, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Obviously still the same face, but it feels like time flies by on her body.

It's only been six years...

As soon as she had an idea, Nanny Chu came to the dressing table with a selected amber skirt and asked Xuancheng, "Princess? Can you wear this today?"

Xuancheng only glanced at it, and said, "The color is too bright, should I change it?"

Grandma Chu opened her mouth, thinking of the princess? She has been used to wearing dark clothes since the son-in-law disappeared? Like guarding something for the son-in-law, but it has been so many years? Princess? Shouldn't you cheer up again?

After hesitating for a long time, she still didn't speak out, the princess? Didn't she not know her stubborn character?

If the son-in-law was able to leave a child for the princess? Now the princess? would not be so heartbroken, Chu Mama thought regretfully.

The movement of combing Mian'er's hair inexplicably stagnated, and Xuancheng noticed it, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mian'er faltered and said, "Your servant saw it? A white hair..."

"The servant did not see it yesterday, how could it happen today..." She wanted to explain.

Nanny Chu leaned over to take a look, and saw Xuancheng's black hair suddenly appearing? A shining silver-like white hair.

One must know that the princess is only in her twenties or teens this year, far from the age of aging, how could this be...

Xuancheng didn't think so? He said in a soft tone: "So what about the white hair, pull it out."

Mian'er looked at Nanny Chu hesitantly, but Nanny Chu didn't give her an answer, but persuaded Xuancheng full of pity: "Princess, don't you think about your son-in-law anymore..."

Those days when she was immersed in government affairs to divert her attention, and those nights when she drank to drink away her sorrows, how did the princess spend the past few years? She saw them all in her eyes.

She thought that the premature gray hair must be due to the princess's overthinking.

Xuancheng picked up a comb and combed the end of his hair, repeating what he had just thought, and muttered: "It's only six years..." It's not long enough for one person to completely forget another person.

The other end was still talking, when a servant suddenly came in hastily from the outside and reported: "Princess, there is news about the son-in-law?"

The author has something to say: How can you force such a thing as a reunion?