The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

Heavy snow covered the entire city of Xunyang, and the winter plum blossoms were in full bloom in the cold wind. The branches were covered with white and red flowers, trembling, and stubbornly swaying in the north wind.

With the succession of the new emperor, Dazhou is heading towards a brand new tomorrow.In the Rifu Mansion, Rixingtang was wearing a thick cloak and standing on the bluestone steps, looking up at the high palace.Li Xiuyu's death brought her a great blow—even if she is an emperor, how can she not die?

Once the best friend who had been with her for so many years passed away, her straight spine was broken, and her life was as lonely as snow.

Monarchs and ministers are compatible, and old friends are friends. Those days of hard work to create a prosperous world seem to be gone forever, and there is an inexplicable tiredness in my heart.

Another gust of wind blew in, mixed with snow and ice blowing from the eaves, Zhou Xingtang's face was ugly, and he let out a breath slowly, the heat was dispersed by the long wind, and disappeared without a trace.

She was in a daze, and when she turned around, she felt dizzy and fell straight down.

After waking up, A Niang sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her worriedly.

Zhou Xingtang has always been a good and sensible child. When he grew up, he seldom taught his elders to worry. Seeing A Niang's worried eyebrows, she felt deeply guilty: "A Niang..."

He opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.

Knowing that Xiuyu's departure brought an indelible blow to the child, Qin Ji helped him to sit up, took the decoction handed by Huahong, and slowly blew the white air floating on the surface of the small porcelain bowl: "Come on, Open your mouth."

The lips parted slightly, and the porcelain spoon fed it in, and the soup at just the right temperature ran across the throat: "Your father boiled this specially for you."

Zhou Xingtang was immediately moved, but his spirit was still sluggish.If A Niang feeds her with a porcelain spoon, she will feel very sorry, after all, she is not a child anymore.How old is she.

"Auntie, myself? Come..."

"Don't move." Qin Ji stopped her in a gentle voice: "Drinking medicine when you are sick, and eating when you are hungry, this is perfectly normal. It is normal for a mother to love my child."

In the next life, at first I didn't think much about Qin Ji, the child I raised in the previous life, but people's hearts are fleshy after all.After all, Xingtang is her Xingtang, a daughter who was raised by her side since birth.She has a fate of being a mother and daughter.

When she became pregnant later, she became star-burned, and the feelings of being a mother flowed in her heart. Looking at the daughter who had grown up under her knees, Qin Ji found that she loved this girl more than she imagined. child.

The decoction fed into his mouth seemed to have a little sweet taste. Zhou Xingtang was seriously ill and went back to his childhood in a trance. When she was a child, she was sick, so did Auntie? He coaxed her and fed her spoonfuls, tirelessly.

The atrium was completely opened, and her face was stained with sorrow: "Mother, Xiuyu is gone? In my whole life, apart from my parents, I admire Xiuyu the most.

When we were young, she and I disobeyed each other and were very arrogant.I took over the position of head of the family from my father, Xiuyu first came to the throne, and I had a lot of conflicts, the most serious one was when she threw a memorial on my face, and I threw it angrily. back? go.

I swear I will never bow to her unless she bows to me first.

We have been in a stalemate for seven days, the monarch and his ministers are at odds, and the court has been in chaos for seven days. "

When she mentioned the past events that had been accumulated in her heart, she had a look of nostalgia in her eyes: "It is true that Xiuyu came to me to ask for peace. She bowed her head to me and admitted her mistake, but A Niang guessed what she said afterwards ?

She said: Master of the Zhou family, help the royal family, I bowed my head to you not because I was really afraid of you, but because of the kindness that an emperor should have.

Listen, what are these words?It's as if the child doesn't have a heart.But after all, she admitted my mistake and accepted my suggestion.She is a wise gentleman and an invaluable friend.

Xiuyu left? I didn't know I was afraid. "

There is not only family affection, love, but also friendship that is more precious than gold.Qin Ji thought to herself: Maybe Fengqing is like this to Shuiyu.That's why she is willing to wait day by day, waiting for the awakening of her best friend's soul, recovering the memory of thousands of years ago, and remembering the past with her.

"Aniang..." Zhou Xingtang smiled wryly: "Actually, the child doesn't know what I'm talking about, and what exactly do I want to say. It's like the world suddenly becomes empty..."

"Go to sleep. Just wake up."

Zhou Xingtang's eyelids were heavy, and he fell asleep in a few breaths.

After covering her with the quilt, Qin Ji took a wet handkerchief and wiped the medicine stains on her lips.

"Has Xingtang drank the medicine?"

"Drink it, just fell asleep?"

Resisting the urge to go in and take a look, Zhou Jing pinched the knuckles of his index finger: "Qi Qi and Duan Duan are not in good condition either, Jiu Niang and Qiu Qiu have been sick within two days."

There were too many people who fell down, even Ri Xingzhuo, who was the most rambunctious, knew it had stopped.

On one side is the sister, and on the other side are the aunts? People who are not very bright in the daytime star run three times when they see the sky, Yuan Mansion, Day Mansion, and Yu Family? I don’t know who I learned from the little children, and they know how to frown up.

"Aunt Seventeen, get better soon. If you get better, I'll let you touch my tail." She lay on the bed and muttered softly, her pointed ears drooping, listless.

The energetic Yuan Shiqi lay pale on the sickbed, unconscious.

The medicine didn't work, was she herself? She fell into a strange state and refused to open her eyes.

The power of blood in the world always reveals the mystery that people cannot see. The old lady was so anxious that she didn't think about eating and drinking. She was afraid that something would happen to her grandson. She went to the underworld. She had no face to see her ancestors.

Half a month has passed.

It's freezing cold, and it's snowing again.

The four woke up one after another, the sorrow and pain lingering in their hearts dissipated with the wind, as if they had had a long and tiring dream. When they woke up, they couldn't remember everything in the dream in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Shiqi clutched his sleepy head: "Strange, how can I..."

She touched the position of her heart and murmured: "Why can't I remember? Can't remember? Come?"

Thinking of Li Xiuyu, she still felt uncomfortable and shed tears, but it seemed that she had calmed down, and it was not so unbearable.

She was like this, and so was Shen Duan who was recuperating in the Yuan family.

Waking up from a big dream, I took away the continuous pain.People who don't know the truth are actually the happiest.

"Sister, sister, spring is coming, let's make a kite!"

Zhou Xingtang suffered a serious illness, injured his body, and was taken care of carefully, so he did not follow in Li Xiuyu's footsteps.She is old, can she stay with her family? Every day is a day.

Hearing that her younger sister wanted to make a kite with her, she smiled and touched Zhou Xingzhuo's little head: "Okay, sister will accompany you."

There is a half-hundred-year age difference between the two, one is a real child and the other is an old child, and they are having a great time playing in the garden.

When Qin Ji and Zhou Jing came back from visiting their friends, they walked into the house to see the two sisters meeting, chatting and laughing, and the years flowed forward again in a moment, washing away the sadness of the past.

But some things are still different.

Looking at her daughter's white hair, Qin Ji felt mixed emotions in her heart.Her title chan has grown up, passed the stage of prime of life, and began to grow old day by day.

"Zhouzhou, don't think so much." Zhou Jing patted the back of her hand.

The warmth of the palm is the best comfort to your sweetheart.

Qin Ji raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Senpai, I know." I know no matter what, there is still you in this world? You accompany me.And I will redouble my efforts to accompany you, and stretch this inch of time into eternity.

In the new year and new weather, Day Xingzhuo is flying in the sky on a small bamboo horse made of bamboo with a smile, and Day Xingtang is sitting on the steps with a rice bowl and looking up at her.

"Sister! Watch me perform an aerial flip for you!"

"A Zhuo? A Zhuo, look who is coming?"

A clear and familiar voice came from the gate, and Ri Xingzhuo turned his head to look curiously on his little bamboo horse. When he saw Yuan Shiqi wearing new clothes, his ears pricked up, and the fox's tail straightened for a moment.

"Ah Zhuo! Be careful!"

"Ouch!"

The little fox who fell on the ground rubbed his sore buttocks, and looked at her sister resentfully: "Sister, you reminded me too late..."

Zhou Xingtang took a sip of the rice porridge, saw that she was fine, and said with a smile: "Who knew you were so afraid of Miss Seventeen?"

"Afraid? I'm not afraid!"

Yuan Shiqi's eyes were full of smiles: "Good Ah Zhuo, let Auntie hug me?"

"do not want!"

She turned and ran fast.

Hearing the sound in the courtyard, the daytime scene also walked out with a bowl, full of the smoke and fire of living at home, Yuan Shiqi and Yuan Jiuniang were amazed.

"Zhou Zhou, come out quickly, someone is coming from home."

Qin Ji's apron didn't have time to understand, and stepped out.With a pretty red face, slender waist, and flat belly, how could she look like she had given birth to a child?Not seeing Sister for a few days, her beauty reached a new height, Yuan Shiqisan approached her in two steps: "Sister, Sister, your skin is so good..."

Zhou Xingzhuo, who was hiding in the corner, couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard this—a joke!Can it not look good?That's her aunt!

Time favors beautiful women.

The white horse is over.

Dazzling, three years later.

The author has something to say: First update, transitional chapter~

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