Seventy-seven meeting GL

Stepping into the night, Mo Ziyou gently walked into the queen mother's bedroom.

Empress Mingqing retreated all the servants. In the bedroom, the palace lanterns cast shadows of the palace curtains, making it extraordinarily quiet.

"Mother's queen?" "Mother's queen?"

She wandered through the bedroom, searched around, and finally found her in the Buddhist hall where her mother usually went.

Ming Qing was kneeling and sitting on the futon, holding a thin wooden brocade box in her hand, rubbing it carefully.

Mo Ziyou remembered this brocade box, which contained a letter from Aunt Lin to his mother.This was brought along with Lang Kangzhe when he visited Xiling seven years ago.

The brocade box is quite old, apparently someone carried it around, and the corners have been worn off.

Mo Zi stood quietly behind Ming Qing, watching her slightly sad expression, and wiped the thin wooden brocade box over and over again.She accompanied him thoughtfully, without saying a word.

"You'er." Ming Qing said, she was dressed in a simple dress, she lost the luxury, but she was more tired.

"Sit down when you come."

Mo Ziyou sat beside his mother.Looking up, there are several tablet tablets in front of her, including her grandfather Mrs. Ming, her grandmother Mrs. Ming, and the other is the Aunt Lin she is familiar with - Lorraine.

Aunt Lin's position in the heart of the queen mother has always been very important.Even, sometimes it is too important.Every year, Mingqing wipes the memorial tablet for Aunt Lin, and locks the things left by Aunt Lin in a small box, and puts them in the cupboard, and no one is allowed to touch them.

Mo Ziyou knew from a young age that Aunt Lin was an untouchable part of the queen mother's heart, but he never understood why.At this moment, a faint shadow flashed across her mind suddenly, and her mind suddenly became much clearer.

Mo Ziyou waited patiently, she knew that the queen mother must have something to say to herself.

"Do you still remember that when you were in Jialong City seven years ago, you asked your mother a question?" Ming Qing said slowly.

"What does it feel like to like someone?" Ming Qing smiled faintly, as if recalling something. "I will answer you then, and you will understand one day."

Mo Ziyou looked calm, and asked softly, "Is there anyone the queen mother likes?"

Ming Qing smiled softly, "Silly girl, the queen mother doesn't like your royal father."

"The relationship between father and mother has always been a good story in Xiling. They respect each other like guests." Mo Ziyou smiled bitterly, "but this is not what you want to ask." Mo Ziyou's eyes were clear, Look at Mingqing.

"What about Aunt Lin? Does the queen mother like Aunt Lin?"

Ming Qing's face turned pale, and she was stunned, she tightly grasped the thin wooden brocade box in her hand.

"Isn't the queen mother asking You'er to tell me these things?" Mo Zi's gentle tone came, as if he had insight into everything, he woke up.

Ming Qing lowered her head and smiled, virtuous and dignified, "Empress Mother has a story to tell you. How can the relationship between me and your Aunt Lin be clear and clear."

36 years ago, in the 30th year of Tianlang Zongyuan, the Northwest Protectorate.

The wind and sand filled the air, and in the coarse dust, several carriages moved forward slowly under the escort of the guards.Finally, on the wide plain, a city wall of loess emerged from the wind and sand far away.

"Father, when will we arrive?" A small pretty face stretched out from the carriage. Looking carefully, it was a girl about seven or eight years old. She already had a beautiful face before her small face opened. prototype.

"Look, Lin'er, that's right in front!" Luo Deqing smiled and turned his head, pointing to the magnificent city standing in the distance ahead. "Do you still remember what the book said about Xuanyuan City? In ancient times, many major battles took place here."

"Huh, this city is all made of clay? It's not written in the book." Lorraine asked with curious eyes. As soon as she spoke, she swallowed sand again, and she couldn't help frowning delicately.

Luo Deqing laughed, "Drink some water." As he spoke, he handed over the water bag made of sheepskin. "You rest for a while, we will be there soon!"

The carriage came to the front of the thick city wall and finally stopped.At the gate of the city, a row of people on horseback had been waiting for a long time.

An officer dressed in armor and a military attache stepped forward and saluted Luo Deqing.

"Lord Luo, I've been waiting for a long time! Welcome to the Northwest Protectorate. I am Wei Hongda, the vice principal. From now on, I will rely on the adults to take care of me!"

Luo Deqing waved his hand, "I am a civil servant. The Duhu Mansion is different from the Sheriff's Mansion. The military affairs are heavy, and I have to rely on Mr. Hong for patrolling!"

"We have also heard about Mr. Luo. The government is chaotic, and His Majesty listens to slander, and Mr. Luo is helpless." Vice Chancellor Yu Simian said.

Luo Deqing sighed, and while they were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes coming from inside the city gate.

"It's difficult to determine the affairs of the government. Fortunately, the border has been relatively stable in the past two years, so Lord Luo doesn't need to worry too much." A middle-aged man in a fur jacket rolled down from his horse.He was born with a broad face and a generous forehead, very heroic.

"Lord Luo, this is the famous and richest man in Xuanyuan City, the capital of the Northwest - Mr. Ming. Mr. Ming has single-handedly managed the business and trade in the Northwest, and has helped the Duhu Mansion a lot." Vice Chancellor Yu Simian introduced.

"Mr. Ming! I have been admiring you for a long time!"

"Where is it, Mr. Luo is new here, if you need anything, just ask me, Ming, as long as it is about Mr. Luo, Ming will never be vague!"

"Mr. Lao Ming," Luo Deqing turned around and took his wife and daughter out of the carriage. "My lords, Mr. Ming, this is my wife and my daughter Lorraine. I will take care of you in the future."

Lorraine saluted obediently, leaned against her father, and looked up at the group of people quietly.

When Mr. Ming saw Lorraine, his ruddy face suddenly became happy: "Haha, my family just happens to have a daughter of this age. I am away on a business trip on weekdays, and it takes about ten days. She always yells that she has no playmates."

"Lord Luo, if you have the opportunity, come to my house and sit often, so that the children can play together."

Staying in the living room of the Ming Mansion, Lorraine felt uncomfortable.She looked around and quietly hid beside her mother.

Mr. Ming found a house for them to settle down, it was next to the Ming Mansion, Luo Deqing was very happy, he and Mr. Ming hit it off right away, the daily contact was convenient, it was just comfortable.

"Come on, Qing'er," Mr. Ming dragged a six or seven-year-old girl out of the wing room. "I've seen Master Luo."

"I've met Master Luo." The little Mingqing wore a pair of buns, unlike Luo Lin's plain clothes, she was dressed very delicately and decently.Ming Qing obediently said hello to Luo Deqing, her big eyes were extremely cute, staring blankly at the little girl beside him.

"Haha, let their children play." Mr. Ming encouraged.

"Lin'er, go. Follow my sister and take good care of her." Mrs. Luo reminded.Lorraine was reluctantly sent to Miss Ming's room by the servant.

"Do you like this?" Ming Qing took Lorraine into her room, and moved out all the gadgets and snacks she had collected.

Lorraine shook her head.

"What about this one?" Ming Qing held up a plate of preserved fruit.

Lorraine shook her head again.

"Don't you like it?" Looking at Lorraine's calm expression, Ming Qing rubbed her little hands, feeling a little sad.

"It's not good here at all. The houses are all made of dirt, the roads are full of dust and gravel, the weather is dry, and the food is not good." Lorraine said quietly, "I miss the white walls and black tiles at home and the rare vegetables and fruits."

Little Ming Qing opened her eyes wide, and suddenly began to rummage in her pockets. After digging for a long time, she took out a fresh and tender apple. "this is for you."

"Where did you get it?" Lorraine's eyes lit up.

"Daddy brought it back. Daddy often brings delicious food back from outside. You will come to my house from now on. Let's play together, okay?" Ming Qing laughed expectantly.

"Daddy said, you can't eat the food that comes from you. I can't come, I want to study at home." Lorraine looked at Apple hesitantly, and turned her face away.

"What is the food that comes from you?" Ming Qing tilted her head and asked, biting her index finger.

"It's just food... that's, it's... eating at someone else's house." Little Lorraine thought for a long time, trying to give an explanation.

Ming Qing blinked her eyes, "Okay then, next time, we'll go to your house to eat." As she spoke, she seemed to have solved some problem, and giggled happily again.

Lorraine looked at the little girl who was about the same age as her. She had a round face with baby fat, and her smile was as warm as sunshine.

"Okay." Infected by her smile, the little Lorraine also pursed her lips into a smile, and she nodded seriously.

Time flies, Luo Deqing has been serving as the Protector of the Northwest for six years.

The two girls get along day and night, as if they were one person.Even though they have grown into girls, the two are still inseparable.The whole Xuanyuan City knew that Miss Ming and Miss Luo were like brothers, walking together like beauties in a painting.

"Lin'er, Lin'er!" The young girl Ming Qing slipped into the Luo residence from the outside. She looked bright and charming, with red lips and white teeth, and her crooked eyebrows and eyes were as bright as the warm sun when she smiled. "Look, look! What have I got!"

The young girl Lorraine was drawing water to wash the inkstone by the well, and she raised her quiet eyes when she heard the sound. She was quite beautiful, with cold brows and eyes, bright lips, beautiful facial features and stubbornness.It was a face that was as gorgeous as peaches and plums, but as cold as ice.

"Qing'er." Seeing that it was Ming Qing who came, her calm and desolate expression suddenly turned into a pool of gentle spring water, she asked with a smile. "What is it?"

"It's the most popular silk and satin in the capital now!" Ming Qing said with a smile, "It's not so good in the northwest! I chose the most beautiful patterns, and later we will make a few dresses together, and we are sure to wear them out to fascinate a group of young masters." boy!"

"Look," Ming Qing held up the cloth and tried it on her body, "Does it look good?"

Lorraine looked into her bright eyes and chuckled lightly. "nice."

"Oh, by the way, these pieces of cloth were specially left for us by Mr. Liu from the cloth merchant. He said, 'Miss Luo is well-versed in poetry and books', as long as he is willing to write a couplet for him during the Chinese New Year, he will be satisfied. "

Seeing that Luo Lin was unmoved, Ming Qing grabbed her arm and shook it, "Lin'er, you are so beautiful, how many men in Xuanyuan City are coveting you! Don't fall in love with anyone, Just forget about me!"

Lorraine laughed, with a look of sharpness hidden between her brows and eyes, "I don't know, Qing'er. I don't want any man, just stay with you all the time, okay?" She said a little dotingly, her eyes sparkling with infinity. gentle.

"You're right! Lin'er, you only belong to me! Hahaha." The girl's silver bell-like laughter echoed in the courtyard.

The author has something to say:

I still have a lot of emotion when writing the previous generation, as if I have followed the character for half my life.