The drizzling spring rain came as promised, and the earth began to turn green in the spring rain. In the fields on both sides of the road, farmers can be seen everywhere in the rain. The plan for the year lies in spring. For farmers, delaying spring plowing means that the family will be hungry for a year. The farm girl in the spring rain wears a headscarf on her head, sings folk songs that cannot be called, and carries a load of seedlings to integrate joy into the growing season with unremitting vitality.

A carriage was moving forward on the muddy official road, and four followers wearing straw raincoats looked vigilantly at the passing passengers. Although it was drizzling, there were still many people coming and going on the official road. The fine spring rain hit the face and felt indescribable comfort, as if it also took away the unhappiness of walking on this road.

"Mr. Husband! Look at the many birds in the field!" A child's face appeared at the window of the carriage, pointing to a group of flying egrets in the field in the distance, smiling particularly happily.

"Fate is born, that's an egret." The child's innocent smile infected Bai Yunqi. He came to the child, picked up the child, pointed to the mountains and rivers outside the window, and explained it to the child one by one.

"Father, where are we going?" The child rarely came out with Bai Yunqi, leaned his head in Bai Yunqi's arms, and asked Bai Yunqi with his little head raised.

"Go to Nanshan." Bai Yunqi looked into the distance and whispered to the child, but he thought about the temple in the mountains with morning bells and evening drums.

"Where is Nanshan? Is Nanshan fun? Are there flowers on Nanshan?" The child asked a series of questions, and Bai Yunqi's eyes became a little more melancholy, hugging the child tighter.

“Yes, all.”

The carriage finally arrived at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The guards who arrived in advance had already managed everything in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain. Bai Yunqi had never liked to gossip. This time, he planned to bring only a few followers, but his subordinates refused to do anything. Jie Dongshan even knelt down and insisted that Bai Yunqi bring one hundred guards with him. Bai Yunqi could not persuade everyone, so he had to let all one hundred guards wear casual clothes. Thirty in front of them, and seventy in the back could only disguise themselves as ordinary pedestrians, following them without leaving.

The light rain finally stopped until noon. The bluestone mountain road was washed by the rain, and the ridges on both sides of the mountain road were filled with fiery red cuckoos, which were particularly dazzling among the green clumps.

Jumped out of the carriage and carried the child, Baiyunqi stepped onto the path to Nanshan Si.

"Yuansheng, do you know how your name came about?" Bai Yunqi looked at the child with a complicated expression.

"My name is given by my father, what's wrong?" The little guy raised his head, with a question mark on his face.

"Your name, it turns out that the father called Qiaoyuan. Later, your mother thought the name was like a girl, so she changed it to Yuansheng." After saying this, Bai Yunqi couldn't help but look at the temple vaguely visible in the mountains, with a little heavier look in her eyes.

"Father, why have I never seen the queen of mother? Isn't the child not good enough? The queen of mother doesn't want me?" When talking about mother, the child's eyes also became a little more sad, and his originally happy head drooped.

"How could it be? Your mother likes you the most, but your mother is in poor health and has been recuperating from other places. This time, the father took you out and took you to see her mother." Bai Yunqi's lie was not very clever. Even the six-year-old child, Yuansheng, looked full of doubts when he heard this, but the joy of seeing her mother quickly made the child forget about this. The child's eyes were shining with excitement, and he struggled to get off Bai Yunqi and said:

"I am a good boy. I don't need to be held by adults. I can leave myself."

Bai Yunqi felt a little painful when he heard this. The child without a mother is sensible, and the child without a mother is pitiful.

"Silly child, the queen mother knows that you are a good child. The mountain road is still growing. When you walk up by yourself, it will be dark. Wouldn't it delay your visit to the queen mother?" Bai Yunqi waved and the two guards who were following him raised the slide rod. Bai Yunqi sat up with the child, lifted the slide rod and headed up.

The mountain road is stretching, and there are pious pilgrims constantly along the way. There are too many troubles in the world, and it seems that they can only rely on the blessings of gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Finally, I came to the gate of Nanshan Temple. The abbot who had already been informed was waiting outside the door. It sounds ridiculous. More than half of the monks in this century-old temple were arranged by Bai Yunqi. Fortunately, Bai Yunqi was unwilling to be shocking and did not seal the temple, otherwise he would have been scolded by many good men and women.

All the followers were left outside, Bai Yunqi followed the abbot, holding the child in, and came to a side courtyard. The abbot left with tactfully, and only Bai Yunqi and Yuansheng were left in the yard.

Standing in this yard far away from the world, Bai Yunqi was stunned for a moment and could not move his steps. The child was naturally active, so he could break away from Bai Yunqi when he arrived at the place. He took a step and drilled into the Buddhist temple opposite the yard. Bai Yunqi reached out and wanted to pull it but couldn't reach it, so he could only follow up slowly and came a few meters away from the gate. Bai Yunqi stopped and no longer had the courage to enter.

The Buddhist temple is very quiet. The incense table is offering sacrifices to the Guanyin of the South China Sea who saved the suffering. The inconvenient smile of a thousand years seems to comfort the vast number of sentient beings. Life is joy, life is also suffering. The cycle of reincarnation in the world will remain unchanged forever.

Amid the cigarette smoke, a woman dressed in secular clothes prayed to the Bodhisattva. The Buddhist temple was very quiet. She could only hear the woman's murmurs and the rustling sound of the mountain wind blowing the leaves in the yard.

Staring with curious big eyes, Xiao Yuansheng seemed a little scared at the door. He looked back at his father standing in the yard and got an encouragement smile.

After struggling to cross the high threshold, Xiao Yuansheng carefully looked at the woman who closed her eyes and recited the scriptures. The woman opened her eyes and saw Xiao Yuansheng looking at her curiously, her expression darkened and her eyes closed again.

The woman gave Yuansheng a kind of innate kindness. When two strings of tears flowed out from the woman's slightly closed eyes, Xiaoyuansheng actually reached out and wiped the woman's tears with his sleeve. He also comforted him: "Auntie, don't cry! I have osmanthus candy, I will give you all." Xiaoyuansheng tried to use this method to comfort the woman. In the past, when he cried, people in the palace would give him osmanthus candy.

The woman opened her eyes and looked at the child holding candy in her hands. The innocent smile on the child's face dissipated a little. She wiped her tears and looked at the child and said, "Be good at the child, aunt will not eat it. Whose child is you? If you can't find someone in the family, you will be anxious if you can't find him." As she said that, the woman stood up and held the child's hand and said:

"Come on, auntie will take you to find the adults at home." Not everyone can come in this yard, and the child doesn't know how it came in. Perhaps it was because of the negligence of the door guard and put the child in. The woman thought so in her heart, so she wanted to send the child out.

Seeing that the woman was not crying, Xiao Yuansheng felt that it was effective for his comfort. He smiled even happier. He pointed to the yard and said, "Auntie, it doesn't matter, I came with my father." Bai Yunqi explained when he came out that he could not call his father in front of outsiders, Xiao Yuansheng could remember it carefully.

The woman raised her head and looked over with the child's fingers. When she saw the white clothes in the yard and the apologetic white clouds were hanging on her face, the woman was stunned.

"Auntie, this is my father!" Xiao Yuansheng also held the woman's hand and wanted to introduce Bai Yunqi to her.

"Yuansheng! This is your mother." Bai Yunqi looked at Yuansheng and told him solemnly.

This woman is Yuansheng's mother, and the princess of the Great Qi Kingdom back then was Xue Feihong.

Tears rushed out of Xue Feihong's eyes again. Xue Feihong squatted down, trembling with one hand, stroking Yuansheng's face, and seemed to want to say something in his mouth, but he couldn't say another word. Xue Feihong was already crying at this time.

"Are you really my mother?" Xiao Yuansheng confirmed for the last time, and his voice also cried.

Xue Feihong held Yuan Sheng's little face in both hands, and couldn't say a word, so she could only nod her head desperately.

"Mother! I finally saw you." Xiao Yuansheng cried and rushed into Xue Feihong's arms. He hugged Xue Feihong's neck with both hands, no one could pull him away. Xue Feihong also hugged Xiao Yuansheng tightly, burst into tears, letting tears flow like a tide.

Bai Yunqi, who was standing in the yard, felt ache in his heart and his eyes were wet when he saw this scene.

The night came silently. For the whole afternoon, Xiao Yuansheng kept sticking to his mother. His little hand kept holding Xue Feihong's hand and followed his mother to meet his grandmother. Even when he was having a meal, his little hand did not let go.

The lights swayed in the dark mountain courtyard, exhausted from a long journey, and Xiao Yuansheng, who had been very excited when he saw his mother, finally fell asleep. Looking at the happy smile on the child's face, Xue Feihong also had a satisfied smile on her face.

I tucked the quilt for the child, walked out of the inner room and saw Bai Yunqi's once familiar back. It was pitch black in the distance, and you could vaguely see the mountains. There were a few side dishes on the table in front of the hall, a pot of turbid wine, Bai Yunqi drank alone.

They walked to Bai Yunqi silently, and neither of them said a word throughout the afternoon. Perhaps because of their long absence, although there seemed to be a lot of words to say to Bai Yunqi, when they were at their mouths, Xue Feihong couldn't even say a word.

The wine glass that Bai Yunqi drank was filled with wine, and a sorry smile came over. At this time, it was silent, and everything could only be said. Time can dilute everything, and the indifference and tranquility in the southern mountains also made Xue Feihong figure it out a lot. Sometimes it is difficult for this world to distinguish right from wrong. It is not Bai Yunqi who wished that the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. From beginning to end, it seemed that Bai Yunqi was responding passively. It seemed that he was overly harsh on Bai Yunqi, and it seemed that he was really unfair to blame Bai Yunqi, although Bai Yunqi seemed to be the final winner.

Time passed quietly in this silent state. When he killed the last glass of wine, he couldn't do it anymore. Xue Feihong stood up and finally said first: "The wine is gone, I'll get you a pot." As he said that, Bai Yunqi, who had been silent, reached out and pressed Xue Feihong's shoulder and said:
Chapter completed!