Ling Shaochen Yue Beiyi

The study room is full of paintings of the same woman, smiling, quiet, eccentric, wearing men’s clothing, riding a horse, dancing with a sword... The biggest one is that woman’s phoenix crown and Xiapei. The moment she lifted her hijab, Guanghua Bright eyebrows.

These were all drawn by Ling Shaochen. During countless sleepless nights, he sat alone in the study, drawing stroke by stroke, every frown and smile of Beiyi.

He is not afraid that he will forget everything about Yue Beiyi, every appearance from childhood to adulthood, every word he has said, but everything he has seen and heard will never fade in his mind.

The more I remember, the more frightened I am, the bits and pieces of the past are so clear, they are deep in the blood, in the bones, in the heart and brain, everywhere.

Ling Shaochen wanted Tan'er to remember her biological mother.

Five years ago, Ling Shaochen did not hold a funeral for Yue Beiyi, because Beiyi was afraid of the cold and the dark, so he preserved her body with a secret method, placed it in a thousand-year-old sandalwood coffin, and placed it in the secret room of the study.

The tablet reads "Spirit of Beloved Wife Song Wan".

They have worshiped heaven and earth, but it is not counted as being married to Mingmei, because Beiyi married in as Yue Zhitong at that time.

Now, of course, the name needs to be rectified.

Zhai Chuan said: "Are you sure Xiaowan is willing to be treated like this by you..."

Is it better to change the name and place the corpse like this, or to bury it in peace?

"Whether she likes it or not, she is my wife."

Ling Shaochen knew that Beiyi was not from Yue's family, and she didn't want to stay in Yue's family, so he changed her name to "Song Wan".

Even Tan'er is named Song Tan as she said.

No one in the world knows why the youngest son of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is surnamed Song.

Someone had a proud face and said: "That day, King Zhenbei got married in the dark, and the red cloth covering the spiritual tablet was blown up by the wind, and I saw the woman on it with the tip of my eyes, whose surname is Song!"

Ling Shaochen did not hold a funeral for Beiyi, but used an unprecedented grand wedding to marry her tablet into the mansion.

The whole country was shocked by this wedding, and there was a sensation in the whole capital that day.

"Quickly, what are flower willows? Do we have a greenhouse?" A pair of small hands pinched Ling Shaochen's nose, bringing him back to his senses.

Ling Shaochen couldn't laugh or cry at once, he used to regret that Tan'er was not like Bei Yi, but fortunately, although he had the same face as him, his temperament inherited Bei Yi's lively and cheerful personality.

"No, our flower house only has epiphyllum."

"The epiphyllum in Ivory Mountain is still beautiful, dad, should we go? Uncle promised me last time, take me to ride a horse, ride a big horse! It's not the short-legged pony you gave me..."

Every year when the epiphyllum is in full bloom, the father and son will go to the Ivory Mountain in Mocheng to live for a few months.

The epiphyllum in the flower house of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, no matter how carefully cared for by the gardener, only the servants of the Mansion appreciate it.

As a father, Ling Shaochen dotes on Tan'er extremely, but when it comes to safety and health, he will never compromise, this is what he values ​​most.

Tan'er was weak due to his fault, and had to rely on the continuous supply of rare medicinal materials for these years, and now she has finally regained a normal appearance.

"You are still a little man, so you can only ride a pony. I will also talk to your uncle." Ling Shaochen rejected it solemnly.

You actually said he was a villain?

Tan'er pouted, and immediately counterattacked bluntly: "Hmph, mother is always so young and so beautiful, daddy, you are the old man, you bad old man!"

The precipitation of the years and the stability of the border made Ling Shaochen's bloody aura slowly dissipate. Five years later, he did not look like an iron-blooded general, but a civil servant.

What is also eye-catching is that before Ling Shaochen's thirties, clusters of gray and white appeared on his temples.

Ling Shaochen caressed Tan'er's little head, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, he was old and ugly, would Bei Yi not recognize him by then?