Shen Xue Ziyang

Xiao Chengzi privately reported Yixu’s daily whereabouts in Chao’an Palace to me. He didn’t do anything out of the ordinary, especially when he was with Zi Feng, but I was always afraid that something would happen, and I was stuck in my heart. A lump.

A few days later, someone from my family sent a letter saying that my mother accidentally fell down while decorating the inside and outside of the house at home, and she was ill for several days.

"The emperor transplanted the hydrangeas from the Lotus Palace to the Chao'an Palace yesterday, and let Yixu take care of them. Although he looks weak, he is really good at planting flowers and plants. He not only knows how to raise Ziyang, It can also revive those dying flowers and plants. My son, when you come back, there may be a lot of flowers in Chao'an Palace."

When I was at home, I would also receive letters from Xiao Chengzi, and the contents of the letters were undoubtedly the current situation in the palace.

"Now the emperor takes Yixu with him everywhere except when he goes to court. To tell you the truth, I feel like Yixu's subordinate now. If the emperor has any orders, he no longer tells me directly. Xu came to convey it, but Eunuch Liu happily said that he could retire and return to his hometown. Young Master, when will you come back? If you come back, Xu will stand aside in front of the emperor."

How do I feel about this last sentence...

"Is it a letter from the palace?"

Maybe it was the noisy sound of my folding letter paper, which disturbed my mother who was resting in bed. She opened her eyes and looked at me with a kind smile.

"It's nothing serious, it's just some daily reports. It's okay. Mom, do you want some water? I'll pour it."

"I'm not thirsty." My mother held me back, "Sit here, and my mother will talk to you."

My father is out to buy medicine right now, and there are only two of us, mother and son, at home. The chance to talk to mother is very rare, and it is even more difficult to confide in caring words.

"Mother knows, there are a lot of things going on in the palace, you can't get away, last time you came back and hurried back before you stayed for a few days, this time you came back with trouble..."

"Mother, it's too outlandish for you to say that. I'm your son. Can I stay in the palace if you're sick?"

I held my mother's hands, she was also a lady from the official family, her hands were as white as jade, she had touched countless treasures, but it was rare for her to touch the piece of flesh that fell from her body.

"My Cang'er has grown up, has all the abilities, is loyal to the country, and serves the emperor. In Mother's heart, you are the most perfect child. If there is any dissatisfaction, it is that I have not been able to raise you by my side." ..."

"Mom... I'm sorry..."

For such a fact, I have no ability to change, time cannot go backwards, responsibility cannot be held accountable, I can only use future time to make up for the regret of not being married at the knees of my parents.

"I'm not asking you to apologize. You're not wrong. It's all due to chance. If Emperor Mo hadn't visited your house to narrate with your father that year, or if you hadn't naughtyly thrown a small ball at Emperor Mo's feet, Emperor Mo would not have noticed. You. Maybe it's because you have a deep relationship with the palace, and you can't leave that place for the rest of your life..."

"Does mother want my son to be a farmer?" I deliberately joked to her, "I can't be a military general anymore, and if you feel tired as a civil servant, then I can only farm the land."

"If you can really go to farm leisurely and contentedly, I have nothing to hate, I'm afraid that you are bound by countless invisible ties..."

My mother grabbed my hand a little bit hard. She is a gentle woman who also has her own persistence. There is unwillingness and worry in her eyes. I don't know how to answer her words.

"That's all, you go your own way, but don't put constraints on yourself."

Mother seemed to feel that she was talking too much, and she couldn't control her emotions for a while. In the end, she didn't tell me her worries. I thought about it a little bit, and her words were not without reason.

Isn't my shackles in that deep palace...

Just when my mother's health was getting better, there was trouble at Zifeng's side. I only cared about the relationship between Yixu and Zifeng, but I forgot about Guchuan, the uneasy bomb/drug.