The wind came in through the unclosed window, and the light yarn swayed, so I felt cold, and rubbed a little over the charcoal plate, looking nervously at the people inside.
I couldn't wait for her to see her father with her.
After a long time, not hearing the people inside, the aunt who had brought her in got up and closed the window, and then returned and knelt beside the woman in red.
The two of them were eerily quiet, only to hear the wind howling outside, like a ghost.
She subconsciously grabbed her cloak again and asked nervously, "Auntie, can you meet my father?"
” There was a sound of aunt falling, and there was the sound of chess pieces colliding indiscriminately.
The white chess piece held in the woman's hand fell suddenly, shattering a broken game.
The girl's pupils widened, and she thought ignorantly, isn't it wrong for her to call her aunt when she looks young, and she is younger than her father?
She tilted her head and tried to keep her eyes open to see her behind the veil, and the lights flickered brightly, and in an instant they dimmed again.
The woman inside, her face still blurred.
The woman looked thin and had very white skin, and she thought she should be very good-looking.
Sitting in this labyrinthine room, it's like a beautiful painting.
After a long time, the woman asked in a low voice, "You call me aunt, do you know who I am?"
” The girl shook her head blankly.
She didn't know who she was, but because her father wanted to see her, she came.
"Ziyi, you see, she doesn't recognize who I am."
The woman seemed to laugh, and the low laughter sounded long, and she couldn't tell whether there was a bit of sadness.
Ziyi raised his hand to clean up the scattered chess pieces, and said softly: "Master, the princess is still young." ” She separated the black and white pieces and put them in the chess tube, stood up, took a cloak from the hanger next to her, and draped it over the woman in red who was seated.
Only then did he open the light gauze tent and walked out, lowered his body to look at the girl, and smiled softly: "How many years have you been, almost ten years old, right?"
” Xiao Suiyuan nodded obediently and asked strangely, "Aunt Ziyi, how do you know?"
” Just now I heard the woman in red call her purple, so she also tricked her to call her Aunt in purple.
She was born in the imperial city, she was sensitive and sensitive, and she had some clever tricks, and her father always made fun of her ghosts, not knowing that she was all trying to make him happy.
In the harem, there are always people who keep sending beauties.
She was afraid that one day, her father would really fall in love with a beauty, and she would fall out of favor.
Fortunately, her father has been pampering her for many years, and those beauties who were sent to the palace didn't know where they went in the end, she asked, and her father said that she was still young and didn't understand the affairs of adults.
She didn't ask anymore.
"After the beginning of spring, you should celebrate your birthday."
Ziyi's voice was soft, a little sad, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch the girl's hair.
Back then, she was still a small bun in swaddling clothes, and when she cried, her little body turned purple.
Among the two children, perhaps it is the relationship between girls, she has been crying since she was a child.
On the contrary, for the rest of their lives, many times they sleep quietly and quietly, without them having to worry too much.
In a blink of an eye, that crybaby little bun has suddenly grown into such a lovely appearance, with a vivid spirit between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
In this situation, the head teacher Ziyi was a little melancholy.
Sui Yuan was afraid of Ziyi's face, which was really ugly and unsightly, but at this moment, when her palm gently stroked the top of her hair, she didn't feel afraid.
Because her eyes were so gentle, they were like the way her aunt looked at her.
Full of pampering.
"Well, my father said that on my tenth birthday, he would give me a big gift."
The girl's black and white eyes were full of smiles, and she was extremely expectant.
She has been noble since she was a child, with fine clothes and food, and she lacks nothing.
But whatever her father gave her, she liked it very much.
Ziyi muttered: "Look at you like this, your father must be very fond of you, right?"
” If it weren't for being loved hard and holding the girl who grew up, how could she have such a flying and fearless look.
The girl smiled and said proudly: "Of course, my father said that I am all he has, the most precious treasure in this world." ” Ziyi was infected by the look between her eyebrows, and she was also a little happy.
She picked at the girl's sharp nose with her fingers, and said with a meaningful smile: "Little fool, your father lied to you, his most precious treasure is your mother." ” As soon as the words were spoken, she was a little stunned, and hurriedly turned her head to look at the people in the gauze tent.
Through the tulle, I can't really see her look, no matter how I look at it, I feel a little sad.
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She has been by her side for so many years, and the two of them have almost never mentioned the past again, and they have been accompanied by the clouds and fog on this Wenling Mountain all day long, watching the clouds roll in the morning and twilight.
How could she not know that in fact, in a woman's heart, there has always been a softest place left for those two immature children.
Even if you cut off the world and don't ask about the world, there are some things that you can't touch.
"My mother?"
The girl tilted her head, her delicate little eyebrows furrowed, and asked Ziyi: "Do you know my mother?"
” Seeing that the people inside were speechless, Ziyi should know that she would not talk nonsense, and there was no way to stop her.
Looking at the girl's eagerly expectant eyes, Ziyi shook her head, couldn't bear to refuse, and nodded: "Well, I know." ” More than knowing.
The girl's eyes lit up and shone like stars in the night.
The little hand grabbed the placket of the purple clothes and asked anxiously: "Auntie, tell me quickly, what kind of person is my mother?"
Is she beautiful?
” Ziyi was stunned: "Didn't your father tell you?"
” "Nope."
The girl said dejectedly: "Every time I asked my father about my mother, he was always unhappy, and my aunt wouldn't let me ask. ” Her mother's affairs are definitely a taboo with her father.
As soon as she mentioned it, no matter how happy her father was at the time, the smile on his face would disappear immediately, and he would sit there and not speak.
One sitting is a whole day.
No matter how she asked, there was never an answer.
My aunt didn't let her ask, she didn't know why, when she was young, she also cried to find her aunt, every time she cried, her aunt cried too.
Crying more than she did.
After a long time, she knew ignorantly that A-Niang would not come back, and she didn't dare to mention A-Niang in front of her father and aunt from now on.
She only has her father and aunt.
Ziyi touched the girl's pink little face distressedly, and said to her gently: "Your aunt, you look beautiful, very beautiful, in this world, my aunt has never met someone more beautiful than her." ” Whether it is Qin Xuanji or Chongmenhuan, they are all unique people in this world.
It's beautiful, and it's also tragic and enthusiastic.
The girl's eyes were as bright as fireworks, surprised and proud.
Her aunt should be the most beautiful in the world.
"And where did she go?"
The girl's eyes were round, and she asked softly in a daze.