Chapter 336 Song 11 Lost
Late at night, the palace was silent.
In the imperial study, a bright lamp illuminates the surroundings alone.
A tall man sat at his desk, concentrating on correcting a pile of memorials.
His figure appeared particularly clear in the candlelight, as if he was a landscape in the entire palace.
The man had a kind face, with carved lines outlining his features.
Unlike other high-ranking officials, he does not have sharp eyes. Instead, he looks peaceful, like a wise king.
The man looked up at the chief steward in front of him, who was muttering something at the door: "Zhao Ping, what's the matter?"
Zhao Ping bowed his head, turned his head, walked to the front of His Majesty, and whispered: "Your Majesty, Abbot Yuanyi passed away this afternoon."
The man paused slightly with the brush in his hand, and a drop of ink smudged on the paper.
His frowning brows slowly lifted, and he asked calmly, "Did you meet anyone before you died?"
Zhao Ping replied respectfully, "I heard that he just interpreted a fortune with a woman."
The man looked at the pen in his hand thoughtfully and murmured softly, "Really?"
Zhao Ping continued, "But I heard that the princess has been in the Chenghuang Temple these days."
The man was a little confused: "Oh, what is aunt doing there?"
Zhao Ping explained: "It seems to be the prince consort's birthday. Every year at this time, the princess will go to the Chenghuang Temple to pray for the prince consort."
"Oh..." The man suddenly realized and sighed, "Aunt really cared about her husband. It's been so many years. Poor aunt has been unable to get over it all these years."
Your Majesty couldn't help but feel sorry for his aunt.
Zhao Ping looked at His Majesty's worried expression and consoled him, "The Princess will surely be touched to know that Your Majesty is so worried about her."
The man shook his head gently: "I don't need my aunt to be moved. She gave a lot for me back then. I just hope she can let go of the past and live a good life."
Chenghuang Temple
Song Yiyi played happily in her and Mo Yan's room for a while, and suddenly realized that it was already very late, so she decided to go back to Shen Xia's room to sleep.
At this time, Mo Yan said with concern: "I'll take you there."
However, Song Yiyi smiled and replied: "Brother Mo Yan, no need, our room is next door, only two steps away, I'm not a child anymore."
He said gently, "Okay then! Go slower."
Song Yiyi nodded obediently and said, "Well, okay, then I'll trouble Brother Mo Yan to take care of the two younger brothers."
Then she closed the door gently.
There were a few lights still on in the yard, but everyone else had gone to rest.
Shen Xia usually stopped waiting for anyone after she finished washing up, so most people went to rest at this time.
There was only a faint light left in the yard, and the surroundings were quiet.
Song Yiben wanted to go straight back to her mother's room.
As a result, I saw an animal in the yard aisle.
What a beautiful tail.
Just thinking about catching it.
The result is chasing after chasing.
I don’t even know where I’ve gone.
Song Yiyi looked at the unfamiliar yard around her.
I was wondering what to do. It seems I need to find someone to ask.
She continued walking forward and heard the sound of wooden fish being knocked coming from the room in front of her.
Song Yiyi was a little scared, but she still plucked up her courage and slowly approached the door.
She gently pushed the door open and saw a woman in plain clothes concentrating on beating a wooden fish.
There was only a tablet inside.
There was a female figure kneeling in front of the tablet.
Gray hair.
Can't see face clearly.
Song Yiyi said softly: "That... mother-in-law..." Song Yiyi whispered, "I'm lost, can you tell me how to get back to my mother's room?"
The woman looked a little unhappy because she was disturbed while praying.
Who would be so brave as to let a child come in here and disturb me?
Where are the people outside?
When the woman heard the voice, she slowly turned around, wanting to see who it was.
However, when she saw the small figure in front of her, an expression of surprise appeared on her face.
The familiar face stunned the woman for a moment. She widened her eyes and looked at the little girl in disbelief.
The woman's throat was choked with sobs, and she uttered with difficulty: "Yuan...Yuan...Yuan'er..."
Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
She couldn't believe it all and her heart was filled with excitement and surprise.
"My daughter, you're finally back!" The woman stood up, walked forward and hugged Song Yiyi tightly in her arms.
She was so excited that she couldn't express it in words, as if time had stopped at that moment.
Perhaps she missed her daughter too much and never thought that her daughter had been missing for so many years and how could she still be so young.
However, the child in front of her looked exactly like her Yuan'er when she disappeared, which made the woman unable to suppress her inner emotions.
She hugged Song Yiyi tightly, feeling her presence, fearing that it was just an illusion.
After Song Yiyi was hugged by the woman, he felt her emotional fluctuations.
She didn't understand why this strange mother-in-law suddenly became so sad, but she could feel that her mother-in-law had a deep love for her.
So she gently patted the woman's back and comforted her: "Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you? Did I disturb you?"
The woman let go of her hand.
With tear marks on his face, he raised his hand to support the face of the little man in front of him. They were exactly the same!
After the woman was excited, she realized that her daughter could not be that small.
But why does this child look so much like her daughter?
Abbot Yuanyi once told her that her daughter would definitely come back, but she didn't know when exactly she would be able to return to her side.
If she hadn't always held this belief in her heart, she would have probably followed her husband long ago.
However, she couldn't do that, for she was afraid that if she left, her daughter would not be able to find her mother when she returned.
She couldn't imagine how sad and upset her daughter would be if she couldn't see her mother.
After all, she had already lost her father. If she lost her mother too, who would love her?
So she could only wait silently, as spring went and autumn came, year after year.
But when can I expect my daughter to return?
The woman couldn't help but choke up and asked, "What's your name?"
Song Yiyi gently raised her hand, gently wiped the tears from the woman's face, and said softly: "My name is Song Yiyi, mother-in-law, please don't be sad anymore. Mother once told me that a person's life is only ten short years. Whether happy or unhappy, it is also a day. Why not let yourself spend every day happily?"
"Did your mother say that?"
Song Yiyi nodded heavily: "Yes!"
"Your mother must be a very beautiful and gentle person!" the woman asked.
Song Yiyi nodded: "Gentle? Not bad, but as beautiful as mother-in-law, especially your eyes."