It was getting late, so Yun Zixiang and his family said goodbye, saying: "We will come here often in the future!"
In the carriage, Yun Zixiang was a little tired and fell asleep leaning on Chu Qian's shoulder.
Yan Yan was a little fussy in her father's arms, and Chu Qian quietly reasoned with her.
"Mom is asleep, please don't disturb her, okay?"
I don’t know if she understands, but she just opens her eyes and doesn’t know what to think.
Then she touched her forehead with her fleshy fingers and said in a soft and soft tone, "Mother...Mother."
Chu Qian was a little surprised. He was afraid of waking up the people next to him, so he kept his movements small: "When mother wakes up, you can call her again. She will be very happy to see her!"
Yan Yan nodded in understanding.
.......
In Huzhou in June, the weather was sunny and the air was a little hot. Yun Zixiang was lying on a rocking chair, flashing a cattail leaf fan in one hand and holding tea in the other, admiring the wonderful lotus flowers blooming in her yard.
Yan Yan can already walk, but is still a little wobbly and needs someone to look after her.
"Mother!" she shouted
Yun Zixiang responded when he heard the sound, picked up his daughter and smiled at her: "Where is your father? Didn't he take you to play on the street today?"
Yan Yan's speech was a little unclear, but due to Yun Zixiang's understanding of her expression, it must be that they came back early.
Sure enough, she heard Chu Qian's footsteps behind her. He held a lotus flower for her. She took it and smiled at him, trying to make her happy.
Chu Qian took Yan Yan down and said, "Okay, let's go and play by yourself!"
Then he ordered his servants to take her to the front yard.
The fragrance of lotus lingered on the tip of his nose, and he didn't know where he picked it from. He looked a little confused: "Could it be from..."
Chu Qian quickly denied: "How dare I? It's from outside the city!"
"You went outside the city?"
"The snacks there are delicious." He pulled up a stool and sat down next to her.
Yun Zixiang looked like "How did you know?"
"My mother-in-law told me."
Yes, Yun Zixiang likes to eat snacks from outside the city. He used to buy them in the market, but because he got older, he moved the shop to his home.
"Is there also a lotus pond outside the city?"
Chu Qian responded.
"Then if I die, can I be buried there?"
"Okay! We are all buried there! Chu Qian holds her hand
Yun Zixiang knew what he meant, but just remained silent and looked into the distance indifferently.
"It's getting windy. Go inside and help me with that blanket!"
"good!"
Yun Zixiang looked at his back, held the lotus stem in his hand tighter, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the moment of tranquility.
Chu Qian opened the cabinet and took out the blanket. Suddenly, a piece of letter paper floated out from inside. He picked it up and checked it.
[My husband prays for peace. My words are like my face. When you read this letter, I may have passed away. In this life, I can only let you and Yan Yan go. My wife has three wishes. The first is long-lasting health, the second is happiness, and the third is Don't wait foolishly; the troops and horses are ruthless, and the passing water is like this. Don't stay alone in hesitation. Nothing can be done in this life, love is deep and fate is shallow. To steal every day and night is already a luxury, God have mercy on me. A promise made by the king will be fulfilled in the next life; by the green river, ordinary people, wearing coarse clothes and light tea, grow old together and stay together forever. Wife Zixiang]
Chu Qian thought of something and ran out like crazy. The last thing he saw was a peaceful sleeping face. She was no longer breathing!
He felt like the sky was falling, and he just held her and cried. His heart seemed to be torn into pieces. When he held her, the desperate pain was so clear and familiar, as if it had been like this thousands of years ago. Holding her body, dreaming of growing old together.
Losing again and again, he couldn't bear the pain and couldn't even breathe. Then he fell backwards, amid screams and shouts.
He lost her again, and this time completely!
........
On June 16, the 16th year of Jinghe's reign, Princess Yun of Nan'an of Da Chu died of illness at the age of 20.
Yun Zixiang died in her favorite summer and was buried beside the lotus pond outside her hometown in Huzhou.
The book is finished
{Author Da Da: The ending is be. Thank you all for your support and companionship. Look forward to the extra chapter! ｝
