Destiny of crossing

Chapter 162

"Ran'er, you are too lonely in this empty harem, why don't you choose another day for the draft!"

Pei Ran shook her head: "Mother, I'm fine now, why the draft, I don't like those girls."

The queen mother understood: "Then choose a few sons!"

Pei Ran was stunned for a moment, with an embarrassed expression: "Mother, I...you know, I don't like that kind of thing, the one without emotion..."

The queen mother gently stroked his hair, just like Xie Xuan said: "Silly boy, feelings can be cultivated, between people, only after getting along with each other will you know whether you like it or not!"

"But, I really don't want to love anymore."

The queen mother could only let out a long sigh, and shed a few tears secretly.

The dust had already settled, but Fu Jian did not give up in the end, instead of enjoying the blessings of his Qi people in the fief thousands of miles away, he went to the capital to discuss state affairs.

Pei Ran knew what Fu Jian was thinking, but he didn't understand it.

Two cups of tea, a game of Go, the two played neither salty nor dull, and talked a few words without pain or itching.

In the end, it was Fu Jian who led the conversation to love.

Pei Ran didn't respond either, but said lightly: "Murong Chong has a deep affection for you, and now his mind is like a child, it's really pitiful, you must not let him down in the future."

Fu Jian had no choice but to hold Pei Ran's hand lying on the table: "Ran'er, don't hide anymore, you know that I love you the most in my heart."

Pei Ran's cold eyes were suddenly stained with anger, and even his voice was cold: "Let go."

Instead, Fu Jian grasped that hand tightly, got up and quickly walked around behind Pei Ran, wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

"Ran'er, don't wrap yourself in a hard shell anymore, open your heart and accept me!"

The lips kissed his hair, slowly moving down, and gradually reached Pei Ran's slender neck, sniffing lightly, sticking out his tongue, licking and biting carefully, that long-lost touch!

It seemed that as soon as he touched this body, he couldn't control it. He couldn't help but rage, regardless of the people around him or his identity.

Pei Ran sat there, motionless, with no ripple in her cold eyes, as if what Fu Jian did at this moment had nothing to do with him.

Just when Fu Jian was about to put his hand into Pei Ran's waistband, Pei Ran stopped him and slammed him away.

"That's enough," Pei Ran stood up, and said in an icy and cold voice, "Your Majesty, from now on, without my summons, you will never be allowed to enter Beijing.

"

Fu Jian listened in disbelief to Pei Ran's icy will, that same strange and alienated expression——

A few steps apart, it is thousands of miles, which cannot be crossed.

"Ran Er," Fu Jian took a deep breath: "Why do you do this? If you don't like it, I will restrain myself from now on. Why bother—"

The words are not finished, but only the lingering fragrance is left, and the person is not seen.

There is even more heartache and bitterness left in that place.

No matter what, I can't go in, I can't go in——

Time flies by, and it is another three years in a blink of an eye.

"Xu'er, have you remembered everything Yafu gave you today?"

"Yafu, remember."

"Well, very good, Xun'er is really smart."

Pei Ran smiled and looked at Xi'er holding a book and studying. For many years, it seemed that besides dealing with endless state affairs, he came here every day to teach Xi'er to read and write. It seemed that only this moment was the only time when he was happy. I like to see Yu'er's picture which is similar to Xuan Qifen, and I like how Yu'er keeps calling him in a childish voice: "Yafu, Yafu."

She also likes to touch his round head like Xuan, and hug him into her arms lovingly.

He knew that he would never have a child in this life, Xie Xuan was gone, and Yu'er was his biological son, his only hope in this life.

At this time, the world is unified, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and there is no commotion at the border under the guard of several generals. The princess of Xunyang is married and rarely comes to make trouble with him, except for the naughty ghost Tuobagui who always runs to Apart from disturbing his tranquility in the palace, his life can be said to be peaceful without any disturbances.

Only occasionally, there will be cramping-like pain in the ankle, or walking somewhere in the palace, inadvertently stirring up a little sadness from the past, but only a little bit, and then it will be like patting off fallen leaves on your body , so easily removed.

I thought I would end my life like this, but——

"Your Majesty, someone outside the palace said that there is an urgent matter to see the Emperor. They wanted to drive him away, but that person insisted on not leaving, and it is not easy for servants to beat people, so I had to come here to report to the Holy Majesty and ask the Emperor to judge."

"Is there such a thing?" Pei Ran frowned, remembering that in the past, there would occasionally be ordinary people who had nowhere to sue, and then went to Beijing to sue the imperial court, that is Mingjun, you must see him, and said: "Let him in!"

After a while, Pei Ran saw a neat man walking in under the protection of a group of guards.

When the man saw the emperor himself, he knelt down on his knees with a plop, and said in a mournful voice, "Li Yuanxian, a grassroots man, kowtows to the emperor."

"Li Yuanxian?" It seemed that something was about to jump out from the depths of his heart, that secret place.

Then his eyes froze: "Aren't you accompanying your master in Hangzhou? What are you doing here?"

Only then did Li Yuanxian look up, and saw that his eyes were red, and his originally handsome face was haggard now, as if he had suffered a huge blow, then he lowered his head again, kowtowed three times in a row and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for remembering us." Master, master Quan Xia knows, and it is time to rest in peace."

As if the calm lake water suddenly fell into a boulder, Pei Ran was startled: "What did you say?"

Li Yuanxian took out something from his bosom, which was long and thin, wrapped in brocade, and looked like a flute. He raised his hands above his head, looked up and said: "When the master is dying, I only ordered Yuanxian to take this white jade Hand over the Xiao to the emperor, the emperor, Li Yuanxian begs you, can you fulfill his last wish based on the past affection."

After a while, Pei Ran said, "He—is dead?"

The bland words seemed to be repeating irrelevant things, but the eyes began to flicker, and they slowly froze.

"Yafu, Yafu..." Yu'er's immature voice called out to one side, several times before Pei Ran heard it, and quickly broke into a smile, and said to Yu'er: "It's getting late, Yu'er Son go to rest first, Yafu will accompany you later."

That smile, reflected in Lu'er's eyes, felt so forced no matter what.

"But Yafu, it's noon now! I just finished lunch, and Yu'er doesn't need to rest. Besides, Yafu promised to spend the afternoon with Yu'er today? Is Yafu going to break his promise?"

Those voices couldn't reach her ears after all, Pei Ran stared straight at the things wrapped in the brocade.

Li Yuanxian hurriedly sent it to him and unfolded it.

A white jade flute inlaid with countless gold joints, a waste that was broken long ago, is still presented gorgeously in front of him, seemingly intact.

Under the sun, Pei Ran felt that the light reflected by the flute made her eyes hurt, so she hurriedly covered her eyes and rubbed them a few times.

"He—how did he die?" he asked anyway.

Li Yuanxian replied: "The doctor said that he drank too much alcohol and suffered from depression." He also said: "He reads your name every day.

"

"Really?" Pei Ran said lightly, then stood up suddenly: "Thanks for his miss, I keep this flute, you go!"

Li Yuanxian knelt and dragged forward a few steps: "Your Majesty, Caomin begs you, can you go and see his grave? This is Caomin begging you for him. You know, he has wanted to see you every day for the past three years. Now, The other person has already gone, so you can fulfill him once!"

Pei Ran said coldly: "Xiao stay here, you can go."

Li Yuanxian didn't know whether he agreed or disagreed, so he quickly put the Xiao on the table and kowtowed down.

Seeing the person coming down, Yu'er pulled Pei Ran again: "Yafu, I don't understand the sentence you taught me just now."

Pei Ran looked down at him, caressing his hair as usual, but couldn't hide the feeling of being lost: "Xu'er, please go play by yourself first, Yafu is tired and wants to sleep for a while. "

This sleep lasts for three days.

Pei Ran locked herself in the room and saw no one, not even the servant who delivered the meals.

Ganniang, Princess Xunyang and others were worried, and anxiously guarded the door. Just when Princess Xunyang was about to smash the door, Pei Ran's door was opened from the inside.

The appearance is still the same, the spirit is still good, but it has lost a lot of weight.

Seeing that they were safe and sound, everyone was relieved.

The following days seemed to be the same as usual, and there was nothing wrong with Pei Ran, she still went up and down, calm and uneasy.

"Xu'er, do you remember what Yafu taught you about governing the country today?"

"Father Ya, Yu'er remembered."

"Very good, just remember. Remember, although the emperor is the ruler of the world, he must never ignore human life. At any time, the people's livelihood and well-being are the most important thing. Is it possible for Xi'er to do it?"

"Xu'er always remember Yafu's teaching."

"My dear, Yu'er is eight years old now, and it's time for Yafu to entrust you with the heavy responsibility of the country."

"But Yafu is still young, why should he hand it over to Xun'er?"

"The road that Yafu can pave for you has already been paved. If Yafu is gone one day, Yu'er is a man, so he has to bear everything!"

The godmother who came to deliver the soup paused, and suddenly felt flustered, as if these words were an explanation of the funeral.