"Kun Yi"
She was the youngest queen mother of the Zhou Dynasty. She had been in charge of politics for ten years. After helping her adopted son to ascend the throne, she retired and moved into the cold palace.
She was twenty-nine years old that year and thought that all she had left in her life was counting Buddhist beads and waiting for the snow to fall.
On the first day of moving to the palace, the door was closed due to heavy snow.
A food box was stuffed under the door of Leng Gong.
It's not poisonous wine Bai Ling, it's a steaming bowl of snail noodles.
It was like this every day after that. Candied fruits, story books, grapes from the Western Regions, and myna who can recite poems.
The former courtier knelt down and begged the "fake queen mother" to be killed. The new emperor put down his pen and asked calmly: "Concubines in the cold palace, what are they doing to your beloved?"
No one knew that when he was fifteen years old, he had a high fever and was on the verge of death. He held her hand unconsciously and only asked: "Will you also not want me?"
She didn't answer at the time.
I thought there was no need to answer.
It wasn't until the long snowy night in the cold palace, when she faced the note full of dowry items - it's snowy today, it's sunny today, it's windy today, don't open the windows - that she suddenly understood.
The eighteen-year-old emperor stuffed the best things in the world into the narrow gap one by one for three years.
And it took her three years to dare to admit it.
The sentence I didn't answer back then was actually——
No. Never.
Later, the historian asked her: Queen Mother, do you have any complaints about living in seclusion in the cold palace?
She didn't answer.
The starling in the corridor shouted at the top of his lungs: "Guan Guan Ju Jiu, in Hezhizhou——"
Outside the palace gate, the new emperor's guard of honor stood far away.
He ordered someone to bring in a newly planted crabapple.
The roots are still alive and new branches will sprout in spring.
——
The gap in the cold palace door is no more than three fingers wide.
It took him three years to change his sincerity from there
