The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 964

The wedding date with Meihong is getting closer and closer. In recent days, Fujiwara has been waiting for Meihong to stay in Fujiwara's mansion, looking for a teacher to teach her etiquette as a wife, so even Meihong doesn't know that Kaguya had already been married. It's gone.

Meihong doesn't know why her father is always very anxious recently, and every day she asks about her husband like her, as if she is afraid that Meihong won't get married.

Although she doesn't know why her father did this, Meihong honestly told Fujiwara Bubiwai about Liangyiluo's thoughts.

The wedding date with Meihong is getting closer, Fujiwara Bubiwai is getting more and more worried but also more and more relaxed, because until now, Liangyiluo has no intention of retiring the engagement.

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

Fujiwara Bubiwai has always been muttering to himself like this in recent days, although he still misses Kaguya's beauty, but Fujiwara Bubiwai knows that now he can only see Kaguya again in his dreams.

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

After learning the news, even the strong Meihong cried out, lying on her mother's hospital bed, looking at her old and weak face, feeling heart-wrenching pain.

Fujiwara didn't wait and abandoned the old thoughts. 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 that poor woman, or he was just making a show for Meihong. , so that she can be obedient.

But no matter what Fujiwara Bubiwai thought, the woman who gave birth to his child had the most beautiful smile in her life at the last moment of her life.

Meihong's mother and son live in a courtyard of Fujiwara House. Ever since Meihong and Liangyi got married, the life of the mother and daughter has been greatly improved.

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

"Mother, please stop sewing and rest quickly. The doctor said that if you don't rest, your body may not be able to take it anymore!"

Meihong's eyes were red, and tears were brewing in the corners of her eyes. She grabbed her mother's thin arm with both hands, begging and crying.

"Sister Hong, be good, don't make trouble..."

The terminally ill woman gently patted Meihong's arm, and slowly moved her away while holding her hand.

"In a few days, Meihong is going to get married, mother, 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 sniffled twice, crying softly.

"What silly things are you talking about! You silly child... Mother's body Mother knows that no matter how hard she rests, she will not have a few days to live. Instead of waiting to die in pain on this bed, mother hopes that she can let her Meihong put on this wedding dress."

The woman slowly lifted up the almost completed gown, each stitch condensed her painstaking effort, each stitch condensed her life, every little silk thread was Meihong's mother, With my own life, with my life's energy in exchange for.

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

Tremblingly, he gestured the clothes to Meihong's body, seeing that the size fit her right, her old face showed a warm smile like a young girl's.

"Great, it still fits well..."

The callused hand grabbed Meihong's little hand, and the woman said softly, "Meihong, you must wear the wedding dress that your mother made for you on the wedding day. Come here, Meihong must cherish it."

"En! I will, Meihong will! Meihong will definitely dress up beautifully, put on this wedding dress, and get married happily!"

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

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

Frightened, Mei Hong hurriedly stroked her back, fearing that something might happen to her mother.

"It's okay, it's okay... This dress is just missing the last few decorations. Although my mother is not doing well now, it's still fine for Meihong to finish it well."

Stopping Meihong's movements, the woman said happily.

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

"Mom, you said, no matter what it is, Meihong will listen to you..."

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

"When your mother is gone, Meihong must not hate your father. That is the only man your mother has ever loved in her life. The Fujiwara family was bestowed with this surname by the emperor since the father of the adults. It is not like the adults to inherit the family. At that time, the Fujiwara family was not as beautiful as it is now, and this huge family business was built by the adults."

The woman took a breath, drank the water handed by Koumeihong, and then continued with a wheezing voice: "...Mother is just a servant, and it is already a mother's blessing to be able to give birth to Meihong. The huge Fujiwara family did their best to let the mother live those miserable days. But now it’s finally time, mother doesn’t want Meihong, and you, like me, live this miserable life. So next Here, you have to hear clearly..."

"Don't resent Mr. Buwaiwai. He is your father after all. Mother hopes that Meihong can live in harmony with Mr. Wuwaiwai and do her best in her filial piety in the future."

"Yes, Meihong knows..."

"Don't disobey Lord Liangyi, he is your husband and the one you have to take care of, you have to be like an upright wife, take good care of him, don't let him be distracted by family affairs."

"Yes, Meihong knows..."

"Don't fight against Ji Huiye, you are a concubine and she is the main wife, if you make things difficult for Lord 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 mother for being busy, it's all for Meihong's good..."

With trembling hands, she picked up the bright red wedding dress again, "...Okay, mother has said all that should be said, come on, Mei Hong will help mother to finish the final decoration of this dress together. "

Fujiwara Meihong, holding on to the clothes embodying her mother's painstaking efforts, this may be the most precious gift left to her by her mother!

Chapter 0222 wedding

Meihong's mother is still dead.

Two days before Meihong's wedding, she finally couldn't bear the deep tiredness anymore, and in Meihong's crying and her gentle smile, she closed her eyes forever.

She personally put the red wedding dress on Meihong's body. For this woman who has been miserable all her life and only enjoyed that trace of happiness at the end of her old age, this may be her greatest desire.

"Don't cry, Mistress..."

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

If he was in the past, even if he died, he would not be so sentimental as he is now. But since he failed to propose marriage and was ridiculed by the world, he seems to have realized something, and the whole person has entered old age, not physically, but in his heart.

Meihong looked at her decadent father, no longer the vigor of the past, like an old man in his twilight years, his originally straight waist bent down, even in the most difficult time in his life, he would resist the pressure, but now, that The pressure was so heavy that even Fujiwara couldn't bear it anymore.

"As your mother, you cannot enter the clan. What I can do is to bury her in this courtyard. If the palace misses her, come and see."

The political future has been destroyed. Although the Fujiwara family has the accumulation and power of the past, the Fujiwara family will not decline quickly, but now that he has not found a qualified heir, the decline of the Fujiwara family is inevitable.

Except for those loyal retainers who were cultivated from childhood, most of them are like those two onmyojis back then, laughing at him, avoiding him, and disdain to associate with him. This is the price of ruined reputation in this era .

After all, Fujiwara Bubiwai is not the ruler of this Yamato. If the emperor loses credibility, he can still become a tyrant by virtue of his natural rights, but Fujiwara Bubiwai is just a minister of the right and cannot get the support of violent agencies at all.

The political enemies who were obsequious to him in the past and dared not speak out all jumped out, making Fujiwara feel more and more tired than waiting for this period of time. Walls fell and people pushed, trees fell and monkeys scattered. He has reached the point where he has no relatives and is alone and helpless .

It was also in this situation that he came to realize that maybe family is the last safe haven and the most important thing for him.