Da Deyun

When the hall master returned to Beijing triumphantly, it was already the middle of winter, with heavy snow and silver frost covering his armor.

All the young masters from Deyun Academy came, and the young master and Tao Yang stood at the front in white clothes and black gauze.

This is the funeral gown for a loved one.

The wind rolled their clothes and snow stained their temples. They stood at the top of the city waiting for their brothers to return.

It is often said in the book that there is a destiny in life and death, and wealth is in the sky.

Many people died in Shengjing City, but not everyone was related to them; they had only heard and sighed about the heavy word "death", and remained silent.

Until one day, the people who were playing and laughing with me, and the people who were drinking and flirting with me were gone.

Waking up like a dream.

But this is not a dream, it's a real sense of loss and helplessness; before I even have time to react, I just smell the tung blossoms blooming, the wine is getting strong, and the wind blows a bouquet of incense, making the old man laugh away.

The wind and snow are cold, and the corpse is not rotten, as if I have not woken up from sleep yesterday.

Mrs. Qin did not prepare a shroud for the child, but personally washed Yuxi's thrush, and changed into the wedding robe that had been carefully treasured in the child's room.

When Qin Xiaoxian was changing into the wedding gown, a kit fell from the bodice, and no one went to see it.

I just feel that since he carries it with him, he should go with him.

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"As a husband and wife, there is no doubt about love."

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"Happy tonight..." Mrs. Qin murmured as she looked at the kit in her hand.

The black silk is a rope, interwoven and interwoven.

It's a pity that I don't see Biren rejoicing tonight, and the descendants are around their knees.

Madam has always loved her children. She pampered and cared for her children since she was a child, and raised them carefully. She does not seek wealth and fame, but seeks peace and joy.

If everything goes well for him, just let him be unrestrained and wanton.

In the end, the child's desperate desire to die is really free.

The madam's eyes were red, trying not to shed tears in front of the child, but raised her hand to caress the child's cold and lifeless face.

"Mother was wrong."

"I should beat you and scold you, and I want you to be like Dalin and others, to know how to respect and respect teachers, and to endure humiliation."

Gou live a lifetime, forced face laughing.

This wedding robe that I have been thinking about heart and soul is finally seen to be worn by the two of you, and I hope to hold my son's hand and grow old together in the next life.

The hall master just knelt under the mourning hall, staring at the ground in a daze, unable to say a word, weeping quietly and absently.

The brothers and sisters were all together, no one comforted, no one cried, no one left.

I am sorry for your loss.

Originally, a person cannot be resurrected after death, and every word is like a needle, piercing the heart and piercing the skin, and no one can empathize with it.

They all grew up together, and have been with each other for many years; drank a lot of wine, and enjoyed many spring flowers and autumn fruits.

The madam didn't blame any of them, she just changed the child's clothes in silence, interlocked their fingers and slept in the same coffin.

They are all very good-looking children, and they look even more rosy and festive with makeup on.

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"You baby, have you stopped every day?"

"Where am I not stopping?"

"Get married earlier and give birth to a big fat boy for your mother."

"I've taken a fancy to Junior Sister, I'll trouble you to propose marriage after Qixi Festival!"

"Why do you have to pass the Qixi Festival?"

"I want to speak to her personally."

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"Mom, I'm going to Rongcheng, you have to prepare the gift! When I come back, we will come and grab my wife!"

"Bastard, steal someone's wife!"

"My daughter-in-law."

"Don't hurt the girl, you have to marry the right matchmaker!"

"understood!"

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"Xuan'er, will you listen to your mother?"

"Mom, why isn't she here?"

"Can you eat something?"

"She said she would marry me."

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"Xuan'er, it's your birthday this year..."

"That's all. Mother, I want to marry Yuxi, after my birthday."

"Okay, just make up your mind."

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"Xuan'er, Xuan'er..."

"Xuan'er, get well soon, don't let mother worry."

"Mom, I miss her so much."

"Listen, there are no cowards in our old Qin's family! My son is an upright man, and he won't do stupid things like that!"

"Look, the tung blossoms are blooming again..."

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"Get up." Looking at the children in the hall, Madam knew that this kneeling was not for Qin Xiaoxian, but for her.

Helpless for the country and the king, self-blame for love and righteousness.

"He chose it himself."

In a trance, his choked up sobs in Qingxiao Pavilion, piercing and at a loss could be heard again: Mother, I'm sorry for her, I didn't go with her, I just lived on in this world.I'm sorry for you, I just want to go with her and bear your upbringing.

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"Parents, teachers, the six relatives are not as good as you."