The wedding date with Meihong is getting closer and closer. In recent days, Fujiwara is not waiting to let Meihong stay in Fujiwara’s house and find a teacher to teach her the etiquette as a wife. Therefore, even Meihong doesn’t know that Kaguya is early. It's no longer.

Meihong doesn't know why her father is always very anxious lately. He has to inquire about her husband like her every day, as if she is afraid that Meihong will not get married.

Although I don't know why my father wanted to do this, Meihong told Fujiwara Buwait honestly about Ryogisaku's thoughts.

The marriage date with Meihong is getting closer and closer, and Fujiwara is more and more worried but also more and more relaxed, because until now, Liang Yiluo has no intention of retiring.

"This is good... this is good..."

Fujiwara Bubi always murmured like this in recent days, although he still missed Kaguya's majestic beauty, but Fujiwara Bubi knew that now he can only see Kaguya in a dream.

Meihong's mother's body is getting worse and worse, and even the imperial doctor who has been invited is under the final rule. This woman who has already hollowed out her body may not be able to survive this spring.

After knowing the news, even the strong sister Hong cried out, lying on her mother's hospital bed, looking at her old and weak face, feeling anxious pain.

Fujiwara did not wait and abandon the thoughts of the past. In the last days of Meihong's mother, he went to accompany her every day. I don't know if he really felt guilty for the poor woman, or he was just doing something for Meihong. To make her obedient.

But no matter what Fujiwara's thoughts were, the woman who gave birth to him had the most beautiful smile in her life at the last moment of her life.

Meihong's mother and her son live in a courtyard in the Fujiwara House. Since Meihong and Liangyi settled their marriage, the lives of the mother and daughter have been greatly improved.

Meihong's mother was leaning on the mattress with her weak body, her rough hands trembling, stitch by stitch sewing the red dress.

"Mother, please don't sew any more clothes. You should rest as soon as possible. The doctor said that if you don't take a rest, I'm afraid your body will not be able to stand it!"

Meihong's eyes were red, and tears were brewing at the corners of her eyes. She held her mother's thin arms with both hands, pleading and crying.

"Little girl, stop making trouble..."

The woman who was already very sick, gently patted Meihong's arm, grabbed her by her hand, and slowly moved away.

"In a few days, Meihong will get married. Mother and I, I must sew this dress for you before Meihong's wedding!"

"Meihong doesn't need this dress. Meihong hopes that your mother can recover quickly..."

Meihong's nose sobbed twice, crying in a low voice.

"What stupid thing are you talking about! You stupid child... the mother's body. The mother herself knows that no matter how much rest she has, she won't have a few days to live. Rather than waiting to die in pain in this bed, the mother hopes that she can let her Meihong puts on this wedding gown."

The woman slowly lifted up the almost finished dress, stitch by stitch, condensing her hard work, stitch by stitch, condensing her life, and every little thread is Meihong’s mother. With my own life, with my life's energy in exchange for.

"Red, it is the color of happiness. My mother hopes that the younger sister is red, she is a girl surrounded by red..."

Tremblingly, she gestured the dress on Meihong's body. Seeing that it was just the right size, the old face showed a warm smile like a girl.

"Great, it's a good fit..."

The cocooned hand grabbed Meihong’s little hand, and the woman said softly: "Meihong, you must, on the day of the wedding, put on the wedding gown your mother sewed for you. This is what your mother will exchange for the future. Coming, Meihong must cherish it."

"Well! I will, Sister Chonghui! Sister Chong will definitely dress up, put on this wedding gown, and get married happily!"

"This is my mother's good sister..."

The woman suddenly couldn't breathe. She coughed twice, and a mouthful of blood flowed down the gap between the fingers covering the corner of her mouth and onto the quilt.

Meihong quickly stroked her back in shock, for fear that something might happen to her mother.

"It's okay...this dress is missing the last few decorations. Although my mother can't do it now, it's okay to make it for Meihong."

Stopping Meihong's movements, the woman said happily.

"In the future, my mother can no longer be with Meihong. It is your father and your future husband who can accompany Meihong. Before your mother leaves, Meihong, you must personally promise your mother a few things."

"Mother, say, no matter what it is, Meihong will listen to you..."

Meihong's eyes were swollen from crying, she lay in her mother's arms and choked.

"When your mother is gone, Meihong must not hate your father. That is the only man her mother has ever loved. The Fujiwara family has not waited until the father of an adult, and was given this surname by the emperor. At that time, the Fujiwara family didn't have the same scenery as it is now. This huge family business is no better than waiting for adults to build it by themselves."

The woman took a breath and drank the water from the lipstick girl, and then she whispered and continued: "...The mother is just a child. It is already a blessing for the mother to be able to give birth to the girl. You don’t have to wait for the adult to do it. This huge Fujiwara family tried their best to let their mother live those miserable lives. But now is finally the time to turn, mother does not want sister red, you also live this miserable life like me. So take it What's inside, you have to hear clearly..."

"Don't resent Bubi waiting for adults. He is your father after all. Mother hopes that Meihong can get along with the adults without waiting for her in the future, and do her filial piety."

"Yes, Meihong knows..."

"Don't disobey Master Liangyi. He is your husband and the object of your care. You must look after him like an upright wife and don't let him be distracted by family affairs."

"Yes, Meihong knows..."

"Don't fight against Kaguya Ji, you are a concubine, she is a regular wife, and if you are embarrassed by Master Liangyi, it is your fault."

"Yes, Meihong knows..."

With tears in her eyes, Meihong bit her lower lip and nodded fiercely.

The woman touched Meihong's head and sighed: "Don't blame your mother for the troubles, it's all for Meihong's good..."

Shaking her hands, she picked up the big red wedding gown again, "...Okay, all the mother should have said, come, Meihong help her mother, and finish the last decoration of this dress together. "

Fujiwara Meihong, tightly pulling on the clothes that condensed her mother's efforts, this may be the most precious gift left by her mother!

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Meihong's mother died.

Two days before Meihong's wedding, she finally could no longer bear the deep tiredness. In Meihong's cry, under her gentle smile, she closed her eyes forever.

She personally draped the red wedding gown on Meihong's body. For this woman who had a life of misery and only enjoyed the trace of happiness at the end of her old age, this may be her greatest desire.

"Don't cry, Gongzi..."

After hearing this, Fujiwara Bubi came to the courtyard where Meihong lived, patted her on the shoulder, and sighed deeply.

If he was before, even if he was dead, he would not be as sentimental as he is now. But since his proposal failed and was ridiculed by the world, he seemed to have realized something, and the whole person has entered old age, not physically, but in his heart.

Meihong looked at her decadent father, without the spirits of the past, like a twilight old man, whose originally straight waist was bent down, even in the hardest time of his life, he resisted the pressure, but now, that The pressure was too heavy, even Fujiwara couldn't stand it anymore.

"Your mother's identity cannot enter the clan. All I can do is to bury her in this courtyard. If the palace misses her, come and see."

The political future is ruined. Although the Fujiwara family will not decline quickly despite the accumulation and power of the past, it is inevitable that the Fujiwara family will decline when he has not found a qualified heir.

Except for those loyal and loyal retainers who have been trained since childhood, most people are like those two Onmyojis, laughing at him, avoiding him, and disdain to deal with him. This is the price of credibility being destroyed in this era. .

After all, Fujiwara Bubi is not the ruler of this Yamato. If the emperor loses his credibility, he can still rely on his natural rights to be a tyrant, but Fujiwara Bubi is just a minister of right and cannot get the support of violent agencies.

In the past, all political opponents who had only promised him and did not dare to speak jumped out, making Fujiwara feel more and more tired during this period of time. .

It was in this situation that he was a little awakened. Perhaps the family is the last haven and his most important thing.