Ning Nanyou murmured to himself, sarcastic and sarcastic, "Mother has forgotten it. Well, this is just an ordinary little thing, and it doesn't matter if my mother doesn't remember it."

He tried hard to hold himself up and smiled sincerely, "Mother, should you fly down with your son? The roof is too dangerous. What should I do if I hurt my mother?"

Cao Xiu's eyes were red, and when he looked at the red eyes in front of him, his teeth were gritting his teeth and persevering, he felt extremely sad.

"Erlang, mother has a question to ask you?" she asked in a trembling voice.

Ning Nanyou nodded, looked at her with wide eyes and said, "Mother asked, yes."

Cao Xiu clenched his fists and forcibly suppressed his emotions and said, "Why do you like to hide on this roof?"

Ning Nanyou's eyes stagnated, obviously not expecting her to ask this. He paused for a moment and replied in a low voice: "Because, because here... neither father nor mother can find it. At night, my son can see a bright starry sky. Looking at the sparkling and dazzling stars, my son can always calm down. Only then will his son feel that there is still a pure land in this world...it belongs to me."

He answered sincerely, and more emotions that Cao Xiu could not understand came out in his eyes.

Cao Xiu could no longer suppress his mood at this moment, and he covered his face and cried bitterly. Ning Nanyou looked around and stretched out his hand in a hurry. I wonder if he should pat her back to comfort her or carry her into his arms to coax her. He had never done anything, and he didn't dare to approach Cao Xiu easily.

His mother hated him very much when she was awake, and even more hated him when she was crazy.

Just as he was hesitating, Cao Xiu stretched out his arms and took him into her arms, sobbing and said, "Erlang, Erlang... It's my mother who is sorry for you. It's me who is sorry for you. You don't have to please your mother so carefully, and you don't have to be wronged by yourself like this. It's my mother who is not good for so many years... For the sake of her own purposes, my mother has hurt you so much that there is such a deep rift between us. If my mother could know your thoughts earlier, she would definitely not let you suffer in such self-pain."

Ning Nanyou froze and leaned against Cao Xiu's weak shoulder, so stunned that he didn't know what to look like. When he listened to her, his mood was like thousands of waves.

"But, Erlang. Mother wants to tell you that Mother is not disgusting you. It's just that my way of protecting you is wrong, which makes you live so lonely in Liao Luo over the years. Not long after you were born, Queen Huai Wang also gave birth to the Marquis of Changshan. She hated me, was guarding against me, and even hated you very much. She was afraid that you would take the position of prince of her son, so she made things difficult for me and even poisoned your meals.

I was extremely panicked at that time, afraid that you would be hurt at all. But later... Wang saw that your father didn't like you, so he gradually diverted his attention, but she was still worried that your existence would block her son's future path. Therefore, she still looked for opportunities to harm you at all times.

Only, I can only pretend not to care about you, make her think that I hate you, and will never find a way out for you, and will never compete with her son for the position of Prince of Huai for you, and then secretly protect you, so that you can survive. However, later... you, my mother and my son gradually became apart, and I gradually got used to treating you coldly. Ten years have passed, as before, I thought this was for your own good, but I couldn't consider your feelings. It was my fault, it was all my mother's fault."

Ning Nanyou slowly relaxed his tense spirit. Listening to Cao Xiu's words, he, who never cried in front of her, could no longer pretend. He closed his eyes and slid two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes.

Cao Xiu sighed: "Now, you, my mother and son have left the Huai Palace, and the Wang family has also been in the inner prison. I should no longer treat you like before. Yuan'er, you don't have to endure it so much from now on. If you have any sad things, tell your mother... Mother must be your listener."

Her gentle voice gradually healed the crack in Ning Nan's worries and gradually opened his closed heart.

"As for...Xindu. Where my son goes, mothers will naturally follow me. If you want me to stay in the capital, I will stay in Muxunxuan to watch over you. If you are willing to take me to Xindu, that's great."

As she said this, her eyes showed tenderness that she had never felt for Ning Nanyou.

Cao Xiu's words were like the rising sun in the winter after heavy snow, bringing light to Ning Nanyou, making his already dark and exhausted heart ignite hope again. He believed that he was not a person without the love of his elders.

Cao Xiu continued to whisper: "You love to see the starry sky, today my mother will accompany you to see the scenery of the night. Is it good to see the world in your heart here with you?"

She said lovingly and pity, so gentle and kind. Ning Nanyou had never seen Cao Xiu like this before. He closed his eyes and let himself lean against her and nodded silently. He cherished this late maternal love very much because he longed too much.

The mother and son leaned against each other, sat on the roof, looked up at the sky gradually covered by the sunset, and talked huggingly, showing a sincere and beautiful smile that had been missing for a long time.

The sunlight turns and the snow turns to lighter. The milky white moonlight hits the eaves, bringing a peaceful place, as if everything has a warmth. Only the shadow of the tree sways in the cold wind, responding to the cold winter.

In the Yuncheng Pavilion, Jiang Chengjia was sitting on the couch leaning against the charcoal fire, diligently pounced on the small table and practicing calligraphy.

She waited for a long time, but she didn't see Ning Nanyou come back, but her eyelids started fighting. At this time, the closed door was pushed open, and Qianshan walked in with a bowl of hot soup. Seeing the girl lying on the couch and drowsy, she whispered: "Why don't you go to bed first? Mrs. Cao went to talk to the king today, and it may not disperse until late at night. Please wait like this, be careful to get tired of your body."

Jiang Chengjia took the hot soup she handed over, drank it down, and happily breathed out the heat, "It's okay, I'll stay for a while. You go and rest, don't have to serve me."

Seeing that Qianshan could not persuade him, he had to nod and retreated helplessly with the food table and the empty bowl.

Jiang Chengjia was lying on the desk, trying hard to endure sleepiness and practice writing. She didn't know how long she had been waiting until it was pitch dark outside and the candlelight in front of her gradually darkened, and Ning Nanyou never returned.

So she slowly lay down on the desk, and her eyelids were pressing her to close her eyes and fall asleep as if she had pressed her eyelids.

After a long time, she was confused and noticed someone holding her up, walked lightly for a while, and placed her on the bed. The man had a smell of herbs, mixed with a nice fragrance, which made people feel at ease. She turned around subconsciously, reached out to grab the hem of the man's clothes, and then suddenly pulled hard from somewhere. The man was not careful and could not stand firm. He staggered on the bed, but he supported it with his arm in time, and only gently pressed his shoulder on her body.

Jiang Chengjia blinked his blurry eyes and muttered and said coquettishly: "Zhaoyuan, are you back? When has it been? I have been waiting for you for a long time. Are you sleepy?"

Her voice became smaller and smaller. The man's pleasant voice sounded in her ears, responding to her questions, answering one by one: "Well, I'm back. It's almost noon. I'm sleepy, very sleepy."

Jiang Chengjia couldn't hear it clearly, but somehow he still muttered, "Then, go to bed quickly."

After saying that, she pulled the man and moved her body to carry him. She was half asleep and half awake, unable to tell the situation. She didn't know whether it was a dream or reality in front of her. She touched the man with irregular hands and asked while touching, "Zhaoyuan, does your injury still hurt? Well, let me take a closer look."

The man lay beside her, letting her touch it motionlessly.

Unconsciously, she noticed a fiery gaze that seemed to be staring at her. She still thought it was her dream, so she felt it more unrestrainedly along the man's chest and abdomen.

Suddenly she stopped and hummed twice, "You are covered in scars... Well, I won't touch you anymore, it's not comfortable to touch you at all."

She turned around on her own, no matter what the person next to her, she smacked her tongue in her dream, and fell asleep again.

The boy lay on her side, with a hot fire raying in his dark eyes. He stretched out his arm, took the girl into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "A Luo, after teasing her... do you want to leave your hands?"

She heard a buzzing whisper in her ears, but she didn't hear what she was saying clearly. She suddenly felt a chill, as if her clothes were lifted away. She immediately reached out to block it, but this did not work. She felt that someone raised her hand over her head and pressed it under the pillow. Just as she didn't know what was going on, a pair of warm and soft lips pressed on her lips and kissed slowly and gently.

She was so confused by the kiss that she was intoxicated. When she was intoxicated, she suddenly felt a severe pain between her legs. She couldn't help but frown and pushed the person who was pressing on her, but because of his smell, she was soft and unable to resist at all.

After the pain relieved, she fell asleep again and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

When they woke up the next morning, Jiang Chengjia felt sore and painful all over. After a frightened moment, he found that he was tightly wrapped in Ning Nanyou's arms. The two were lying naked, pressing tightly together.

The curtain was filled with the breath left after the joy, which made her whole body hot and her face flushed.

She turned around quietly and stared at Ning Nanyou who was sleeping. Seeing that he was blue and seemed very tired, she leaned over with heartache, fell a kiss on his forehead, and reached out to hug him tightly again.

The two of them hugged each other and didn't know how long they had slept like this.
Chapter completed!