since your farewell

In the severe winter of the twelfth lunar month in the first year of Jian'an, the whole Baima Temple was submerged under the snow and snow. From a distance, it looked like an ice city.

Wearing a yellow robe, the Great Zhou Emperor was pacing outside the temple with a stern expression on his face. Behind him was a group of imperial guards, who looked a bit out of place in this sacred and clean place.

A gorgeously dressed woman stood beside him for a long time, seeing his dilemma, she took the initiative to say kindly,

"Your Majesty, my sister is stubborn. It's normal to be overwhelmed for a while. The emperor is a noble man. Entering the temple rashly may cause the ministers to be suspicious of my sister. It's better to let the concubine go in on the emperor's behalf to persuade my sister."

The Son of Heaven turned his head to look at the pure land of the Buddhist family. The emotions in his eyes fluctuated. There were hesitation, reluctance, guilt, and more yearning. After a long time, he sighed softly.

"Also."

In the temple, the candlelight flickered, and the delicate and beautiful woman looked at the crying little life in the cradle softly,

"I made you laugh, Nan'er was so dishonest when she was still in my womb, and always loved to torture me."

It was obviously a slightly complaining speech, but there was no trace of impatience or disgust in the tone, on the contrary, it was mixed with countless tenderness and love.

The woman on the opposite side frowned slightly when she heard the words, not because of the crying of the child, but because the woman with soft eyebrows and eyes in the White Horse Temple is the queen of the mother of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Have you returned to the palace yet?

"Your Majesty, the princess has a loud voice, this is Da Zhou's blessing",

"I only hope that she will live happily ever after and grow up happily, that's enough."

Wei Jun said calmly, it seemed that the other party's words did not stir up any ripples in her heart.

Knowing that it would be useless to talk too much, Fu Rou stopped persuading her, but she was faintly worried that the one in the palace would not give up easily. Thinking of this, the little princess in the cradle suddenly cried louder, and the two women rushed to coax her with handkerchiefs.

"Why are you crying so much today?"

Wei Jun's words revealed unconcealable worry, and she couldn't help but caress the baby's head with her palm.

"Is the princess hungry?"

Fu Rou guessed,

"When Che'er was a child, she would only cry like this when she was hungry."

Wei Jun shook her head, and touched the head of the little Situ Che, who was not very present, with some envy.

"I just fed her not long ago, if Nan'er is half as well-behaved as the little general, I can save a lot of worry."

After all, the two mothers looked at each other helplessly and smiled, and continued to coax the crying little princess.

Situ Che, who had been lying on the side of the cradle to observe the little ancestor carefully, stood on tiptoe and tentatively poked the little baby's face lightly with his fingers, as if laughing at her ignorance.

Where did the little princess suffer from such grievances? She flattened her small mouth, as if she was about to cry at the top of her throat in the next second. Situ Che was quick to wit, and when she opened her mouth, she stuffed her index finger into the small mouth with only half a tooth. , Zhou Nan reflexively sucked her fingers, and made a fuzzy sound, but she didn't mean to cry.

Wei Jun and Fu Rou watched the two children interact with each other very interestingly, so they kept quiet and let them mess around.

Seeing that Situ Che wanted to quietly take back her hand, Zhou Nan seemed to be aware of it, and stretched out two small paws from the padded jacket, fixed her arms to prevent her from running away, and unceremoniously greeted the person who offered to come to her door. Bai Nen sucked and sucked.Situ Che felt that his fingers were being treated as teething sticks by his little ancestor, and they were so fine and painful and itchy. He wanted to take them out with all his strength, but was afraid that his little ancestor would cry, and his fair, tender and pretty face instantly wrinkled into little bitter gourds.

As if holding something felt more secure, Zhou Nan sucked her hand surprisingly quietly, neither crying nor fussing, and not long after, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.Afraid of waking her up again, Situ Che stretched out his other hand to test, and only dared to pull it out after making sure that the little ancestor was indeed asleep.

There was half a shallow tooth mark on the white and clean little hand, and it became red for a while after being sucked, and there was still a little glistening saliva on the red swelling, it was really... unreasonable.

The little general looked up at the two adults with some grievances, his clear eyes were full of tears, his red lips and white teeth made people feel distressed, Wei Jun's heart was touched lightly, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe off the saliva ,

"The little general is one who loves his sister, Ah Rou, you gave birth to a good child."

Fu Rou smiled and shook her head,

"You don't know. When I took her to see the young daughter of Prime Minister Zheng's family a few days ago, she was not so patient. She looked at her with tears in her eyes for a long time, but she was unmoved. No matter how hard we tried She is not willing to take a step forward."

"In this way, the little general Da Nan'er is four years old. If there is fate, it will be a happy marriage in the future. I think Nan'er and her are also suitable."

Fu Rou's back stiffened, and Wei Jun pulled Situ Che and asked,

"The little general likes his sister?"

Situ Che's ears were slightly blushing, he didn't understand what he liked, he just pointed to the cradle, and said in a childish voice,

"younger sister".

For Situ Che, who has always been ashamed to express, this is already very valuable. As a mother, Fu Rou knows her child very well, and she couldn't help murmuring,

"Yeah, Cher... I really like the princess."

This should be a good marriage, if Situ Che is not also a girl, if she is not...

"Concubine Hua arrives",

The sharp voice of the chief of ceremonies broke the tranquility in the temple.

Wei Jun put away her tender side, straightened her clothes and walked out of the room. Fu Rou followed behind her with Situ Che. There was already a woman who was seven points similar to Wei Jun standing in the lobby.

"Fu Rou, the daughter of the people, met the Concubine Hua",

"Get up",

Concubine Hua owed her body,

"My sister has seen the empress".

"No need",

When Wei Jun saw her, her expression was a little complicated.

Fu Rou knew that this was a royal family affair, and it was inconvenient for her to participate, so she took Situ Che and left the room first.

"Sister, why are you doing this?"

Concubine Hua's voice was choked up, with tears in her eyes, she looked so pitiful that no one could remain indifferent when she saw it.

"If you have a grudge against me, punish me. Why should you wrong yourself and let the emperor worry?"

Wei Jun sighed, her cold expression relaxed a little, the person in front of her was her own sister after all, even if she had become the emperor's concubine.

"Sister, do you hate me that much?"

Seeing that her eyes did not fall on her, Concubine Hua moved in front of her and held her wrist tightly, with a cautious and ingratiating mood.

Wei Jun closed her eyes, and a suffocating scene appeared in front of her eyes. That day she brought Zhou Nan to the White Horse Temple early in the morning to pray for safety, but when she returned to the palace, she heard obscene voices coming from the bedroom. The maidservant stealthily does the dirty work.

As soon as the door opened, they saw the emperor hugging his younger sister. The two were entangled naked and gasping for shame. When they heard the noise, they looked back at her in amazement, as if she was the one who shouldn't have broken in. people.

But that is the queen's bedroom, how dare they?

On the second day, Concubine Hua was born.

It was also the day when Zhou Sheng was enthroned. Wei Jun never fantasized about being a couple for the rest of her life. At that time, she already had Zhou Nan and the sustenance of a new life, but this did not mean that she could tolerate her husband. Doing nasty things with my sister in my own bedroom, and recalling it for a second is a torment.

"Sister, the emperor was drunk that day and mistook me for my sister, that's why—"

"I do not want to hear".

Wei Jun turned her head. She had listened to Zhou Sheng explain this sentence too many times. Whether it was a misunderstanding or on purpose, she no longer wanted to pursue the matter. Now that she saw these two people, she couldn't help feeling disgusted. not going.

"Even if my sister doesn't think about herself, doesn't the new princess sister care too much? After all, she is the emperor's first child."

Speaking of Zhou Nan, Wei Jun's heart couldn't help softening, and she hesitated a little,

"I will not prevent Nan'er from seeing her father."

"Sure enough, the child is the mother's Achilles' heel",

Concubine Hua covered her still flat belly with some shame,

"Sister, I... I also have a child, and the imperial doctor said it might be a little prince."

No matter how calm Ren Weijun was, she was shocked by this news. Not long after she moved out of the palace, Concubine Hua had a child so soon. Zhou Sheng must have put in a lot of "kung fu" in the past two months, and couldn't help it for a while. nausea.

"You don't need to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind, if you still regard me as your sister, please tell the emperor so that he will stop wasting his time in vain."

"Since my sister is unwilling, my sister will not force me, but my sister",

Concubine Hua glanced outside the door and said in a low voice,

"Aren't you willing to see your sister again? I'd rather be as close as an outsider."

The outsider naturally refers to Fu Rou. Concubine Hua has met them talking and laughing together several times. Compared with the estrangement between the two sisters, the relationship between Fu Rou and Wei Jun is much better.

"A Rou is my friend",

Wei Jun didn't answer directly, which just showed her attitude.

"May the Bodhisattva bless Che'er and the princess to grow up safely, and bless the queen and empress in peace and success",

Putting the incense into the furnace respectfully, Fu Rou, who was discussed by the two, was sincerely praying for the safety of the children in front of the Buddha statue in the temple.

For some reason, she always felt uneasy, that woman who looked exactly like the empress, in her opinion, the two had very different temperaments, how could the emperor be so confused that he couldn't even tell the person next to him?Whether they can't tell, or don't want to tell, no one knows.

Looking at the back of Concubine Hua leaving quietly, Fu Rou thought, she seemed to get nothing this trip, but she seemed to get everything.

A few days later, Fu Rou's worry was confirmed. The emperor who used to hang around in front of the White Horse Temple a while ago never came again. According to Situ Qingyun, the atmosphere was extremely heavy during the court, and some ministers had already impeached the current empress. At that time, she couldn't take on the important task of being the mother of the world, and proposed to abolish the empress. Although the emperor disagreed, he had to accept several concubines one after another to block the conversation. In this way, the misunderstanding between the two deepened.

Situ Qingyun took over the battle at the border. Fu Rou didn't want to let Situ Che, who was only four years old, go to the desert with his father. Situ Che seemed to like Zhou Nan very much. Bullying, but the joy and innocence on her face cannot be faked.

The child is naturally introverted, and it is rare for Fu Rou to see such a lively side of her. She wants her to be with the princess for selfishness, so that she can often come to the temple to accompany her friends.

But I never expected that I would draw such a lottery.

Master Liaochen from the White Horse Temple told her that Situ Che and Zhou Nan were not compatible by nature, and getting too close would only bring blood and light to the two of them. Fu Rou didn't want to believe it, but...

She could only rather believe in it, and had no choice but to take Situ Che far away into the desert.

On the eve of parting, she repeatedly told Wei Jun not to anger the emperor even for the sake of the princess. That man holds the power of life and death in his hands, not an ordinary man.

"This palace knows",

Wei Jun smiled at her, and used her self-proclaimed name, which meant to make her feel relieved to leave.

Seeing what she said, Fu Rou calmed down a little. For the sake of the child, she believed that Wei Jun would not be so tough, even though she admired this tough woman so much, a woman who would not lose herself for the so-called love. Unfortunately, married Into the emperor's house.

"Cher, it's time to go."

Fu Rou worriedly looked at the child who was stuck to the cradle and refused to leave. She really couldn't figure out how these two children could not get along?

"coming",

Situ Che responded softly to his mother, as if his calf had taken root, he was reluctant to move, Wei Jun went to her side and knelt down,

"The little general must remember his sister, and protect her well when he grows up."

Situ Che reluctantly agreed, rubbing his eyes and turning his head three times, he left the White Horse Temple.

Looking at the White Horse Temple that was drifting away, Fu Rou didn't know that Zhou Nan cried all night that night, and she didn't know that the parting with Wei Jun this time was actually a farewell.

This year, Situ Che was four years old and Zhou Nan was born.