Bright Moon in the Clouds [Rebirth]

Dayan Wende was 38 years old.

Song Xiangfu in Chang'an, the water pavilion residence in the courtyard on the right side.

A delicate girl stood in front of the small pond in the courtyard, staring at the water lilies blooming in the pond, her brows slightly frowned.

The young girl wore a lotus-colored tube top skirt and looked dignified, but her black eyes were mature and capable beyond her age, and she was faintly puzzled.

Song Yunxian never thought of it, she thought she was dead, how could she ever want to go back to eight years ago when she opened her eyes again?

Now, it was the tenth day since she woke up.

When she first woke up, she was panicked, thinking that she was dead and living in a dream, and after a few days in a daze, she gradually got used to it.

She really went back to eight years ago, not in a dream.

In a short time, it will be her time to get married, at that time, Emperor Wen's imperial decree referring to marriage will be issued.

Thinking of this, Song Yunxian bit her lip.

She doesn't want to be that princess anymore, let alone be that empress, if she doesn't, Jiaojiao won't do such outrageous things to save her.

She wants Jiaojiao to live.

Qian's fingers clenched tightly, and her well-maintained nails pierced into her palms.

She had to find a way to call off the marriage.

"Miss." Suddenly there was a soft call from behind, Song Yunxian came back to her senses, turned her head to look at the person who came, and unconsciously curled her lips.

"What's wrong? Biqing?"

The agile girl in front of her, dressed as a maid, is the maid Bi Qing who never left her, even when she fell into poverty or was about to die.

At this time, Bi Qing had no idea that her young lady was no longer the original one, but the young lady who came from eight years later, she said with a smile: "The master wants you to come over in the front hall, and it will be two days later." It's the Empress Dowager's birthday, you and the Eldest Young Master are going to enter the palace with the Master, and the Master has something to tell you."

Enter the palace.

Song Yunxian's body trembled unconsciously.

Is it finally time to meet her?

"Miss? What's the matter? But the wind and cold haven't healed yet, and you're feeling unwell?" Bi Qing couldn't help but asked worriedly after taking in all of Song Yunxian's appearance.

"It's okay." Song Yunxian smiled and said nothing.

A while ago, she caught wind and cold, and she looked quite heavy. She had repeated fevers, and it was only ten days ago that she slowly receded.

It happened to be when she woke up and found that she had returned to the days eight years ago.

"Then let's go quickly, the master will be angry if it's too late." Seeing this, Bi Qing hurriedly urged.

"Okay, let's go." Song Yunxian straightened her clothes

skirt, and led Biqing to the front hall quickly but steadily.

In the front hall, Song Yi was talking with a young man, when Song Yunxian arrived, she saluted Shi Shiran.

"Meet daddy, brother."

"Well, get up," Song Yi responded.

"The school has been busy these days, so I haven't had time to ask, is my little sister feeling better?" The young man's features are delicate and tall, and he looks like a tree facing the wind. He is Song Yi's eldest son, Song Yunxian's elder brother, Song Wenze.

Song Yunxian hooked her lips, and smiled dignifiedly and gently: "Brother Lao's note, my little sister is already fine."

Song Wenze was slightly taken aback. His younger sister was raised by the future queen as a model of a lady since she was a child, so her words and deeds are strictly required. Over the years, she has already formed a gentle and dignified aura in herself.

However, in that sentence just now, Song Wenze tasted something different.

That is the dignity of the superior, the self-restraint of the superior, and the majesty of the superior.

She doesn't look like a lady of every family, but more like a mother of a country.

Thinking of this, Song Wenze broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. What was he thinking wildly? Even if her sister is the future mother of the country whom Emperor Wen is most optimistic about, he definitely shouldn't have such rebellious thoughts.

Maybe it's because I've read too many books in order to catch up with the exams these two days, otherwise how could I have these thoughts.

Song Wenze comforted himself.

"Brother is not feeling well?" Song Yunxian suddenly made a sound, which startled Song Wenze. Looking at Song Yunxian's concerned eyes, Song Wenze quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay, I was thinking about something just now."

Song Yunxian blinked her eyelashes slightly when she heard the words, and said nothing, but Song Yi said, "What does it look like to be out of your mind all day long?"

"Father taught me the lesson." Song Wenze hastily admitted his mistake.

Song Yi's eyes are the worst, and he is a hundred times harsher in educating his children than others. In the Song family, no one dares to despise Song Yi's majesty.

"Father, you called us here, but you want to tell the Queen Mother about her birthday?" Song Yunxian said, changing the subject.

Song Wenze glanced at Song Yunxian gratefully, and then looked at Song Yi together with her.

When it comes to business matters, Song Yi no longer cares about Song Wenze's affairs, and just said: "After two days of the queen mother's birthday, you two will enter the palace with me, Yunxian doesn't need me to say more, Wenze, please pay attention, now the eight princes They're all in Chang'an, they haven't been sealed yet, there are certain things and people who need to be careful." Song Yi instructed.

Song Wenze listened, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, my son, tomorrow

White. "

The Song family is an imperial party, that is to say, they are all facing the current emperor. As for the future emperor, that will naturally wait for the future.

"Okay, go down and rest, and get ready to enter the palace when the time comes." Song Yi ordered with her hands behind her back.

"Yes."

The two brothers and sisters clapped their hands in response, and then backed out.

"Did something happen in the school these few days?" Song Yunxian couldn't help asking as the two walked side by side.

"What happened..." Song Wenze murmured, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "It's a coincidence that the ninth princess was also sick when you were exposed to the wind and cold, and she never came to the school. Heh, if the ninth princess doesn't come, the whole The school will be clean."

Song Yunxian paused, stopped and asked in surprise, "Is Jiaojiao sick?"

"Well, I heard from the imperial doctor that it was the same as you, with repeated fevers, and it only got better in the past few days. When this little ancestor was sick, the queen mother was so anxious that the queen mother even took him to the Palace of Compassion and Peace in person. Taking care of him, I'm afraid that the people below will not take good care of him, and this little ancestor will have some troubles, now it's all right, the queen mother is also guarding every day, and she didn't let her go to school." Song Wenze clicked his tongue.

He tilted his head, but seeing Song Yunxian's worried face, Song Wenze couldn't help saying: "You don't have to worry, I know that you and the Ninth Princess have the best relationship on weekdays. I have asked His Royal Highness, and the Ninth Princess is safe. If you I want to see her, isn't it the queen mother's birthday soon? I can see her then."

Song Yunxian touched the corner of her lips and said, "I see, thank you, brother."

Song Wenze smiled, sent him to Shuixieju and said, "You are not fully recovered yet, go and rest."

"Okay, big brother, go slowly." Song Yunxian bowed to the person.

Song Wenze waved his hand and walked away.

Song Yunxian returned to the house, looking at the furnishings in the house, she suddenly felt a sense of loss.

"Biqing, fetch the needle and thread."

Biqing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took the sewing kit and embroidered cloth from the place where Song Yunxian stored her needlework and embroidered cloth and handed them to Song Yunxian.

"Miss, are you going to embroider something?" Biqing asked.

"En." Song Yunxian skillfully threaded the needle, raised his hand to caress the embroidered cloth, his eyes were dark.

"I owe her a sachet and want to make it up for her."

"Huh?" Bi Qing didn't know, so she asked, "Who is it?"

Song Yunxian looked at her helplessly and said, "Talk too much."

Biqing stuck out her tongue with a smile, she didn't ask any more questions, and just sat aside, watching Song Yunxian embroider.

The days passed quickly, and it was the queen mother's birthday in a blink of an eye.

The Song family entered the palace, male

All the sons went to the school grounds to accompany the emperor, while Song Yunxian and other female family members followed Mrs. Song Zhang Wan into the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and went to visit the Queen Mother first.

"Chenfu/Chennv, pay homage to the Queen Mother." Song Yunxian followed behind Zhang Wan and saw the Queen Mother in the front hall of the Compassionate Ning Palace.

"Hurry up and get rid of the courtesy." The queen mother smiled kindly.

"Yes." Only then did the two get up, and sat down in their seats in an orderly manner.

The queen mother glanced at Song Yunxian, her eyes could not help but be satisfied.

Both she and the emperor wanted Song Yunxian to marry the crown prince as his concubine. Song Yunxian was outstanding in appearance, gentle in temperament and knowledgeable, and she was a model of the mother of a country. Such a person would sit in the palace, and the prince was not so good in the previous dynasty. worry more.

So the Empress Dowager had already regarded her as a granddaughter-in-law, and at this moment she was even more caring and asked: "The Ai family heard that Yun Xian caught a cold a while ago, but is she better now?"

Hearing the Queen Mother's inquiry, Song Yunxian stood up and gave a bow, saying: "The Queen Mother is concerned, and my daughter is fine."

"That's good." The Empress Dowager smiled, motioned for people to sit down, and then said: "Jiaojiao and Ai's family talk about you every day, now that you are well, she should be happy, no, I don't know where to go now Let's play."

When Song Yunxian heard this, she couldn't help asking: "My daughter heard that the Ninth Princess also caught the wind and cold a while ago? The Ninth Princess is young, but is it all right?"

The queen mother shook her head helplessly when she heard the words, and said, "It's not that you don't know that girl, she has a lawless temper, and she can't rest for a quarter of an hour, but fortunately, the queen gave birth to her with a good foundation, and she was born with a healthy body. Jianshuo, it will be fine after a few days of raising it, and it will not get in the way."

Hearing that the queen mother said so, Song Yunxian was relieved.

"The Ninth Princess is pure-hearted, with her by the Queen Mother's side, the Queen Mother will not be lonely anymore." Song Yunxian laughed.

The Queen Mother listened and laughed from ear to ear for a while.

Song Yunxian couldn't help but also bent her lips, and was about to speak, but a pair of small hands covered her eyes.

That hand was delicate and soft, gently covering her eyes without daring to use any force, as if it was treating a precious treasure.

Song Yunxian's body froze in place immediately.

The petite body covered her back, and a sweet milky fragrance permeated the air, and she could hear the silver-like chuckle behind her, and the girl's agile voice.

"Guess who I am?"

The bridge of Song Yunxian's nose became sore uncontrollably, and her eye sockets felt a little hot. Holding back the tears that were about to burst out, Song Yunxian raised her hand to hold that soft little hand, wrapped it in her palm, and her eyes returned to light. He turned his head and looked at the bright young girl in a splendid palace dress.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, Gu Pan shines.

Song Yunxian couldn't help laughing, pursing her lips softly.

"Jiaojiao."