When the fall in today
do not have a deep sorrow, secretly hate the birth
of Zhao Chengze not to argue with Lin Chu. He ordered people to present the pills, Lin Chu did not want to entangle with him, or even do not want to look at him again, neatly civilian clothes down.
If she lost, she lost. She and her mother were folded in their hands. She did not regret going to the palace to look for the murderer, and now that she had taken the poison, she thought, even if she died, she would die with dignity.
She was a little happy that she would see her mother soon. But she is also a little afraid, she is worried that her mother will not blame her, even like Zhao Ye.
The emperor had gone, and she sat alone on the dark, damp ground, feeling colder and colder. Like her mother, she is very afraid of the cold. She couldn’t help thinking, who would collect her body when she died? Will it be dumped on the mass grave at random? But she wants to be buried next to her mother.
She was a little annoyed that she should have at least asked for a pen and paper so that she could explain what had happened after her death. But she doesn’t really have a lot of people to worry about. She thought that Jiang Jing would be sad if she died. She didn’t even have a pen and paper here. She wanted to tell Jiang Jing that she could be sad for a while, but she couldn’t be sad all the time.
She felt as if she had been drained of her strength. She sat down and leaned against the wall, quietly waiting for the last time.
Somehow, she suddenly remembered the Lantern Festival that day. On that day, the lantern festival was lively and beautiful. The streets were bustling. She had friends and Ye Zhao. At that time, she was finally relieved of the fact that her mother had died and decided to live seriously.
But in fact, there is no Ye Zhao in this world, even Jiang Jing seems not to be a complete friend.
She doesn’t seem to have anything.
Her heart gave birth to self-reproach, self-reproach why she thought of Zhao Ye at this time, Zhao Ye is her enemy, she should not think of him.
But she really wants Ye Zhao. She knew that Ye Zhao had died forever, but she couldn’t help thinking that if Ye Zhao of Bu Pi Zhuang knew her present situation, would he come to save himself?
She thought she was probably crazy. Ye Zhao and Zhao Ye are clearly the same person, but she is clear, Ye Zhao is clearly Ye Zhao.
Ye Zhao was the one who covered her ears when firecrackers went off, the one who jumped off the cliff without hesitation, and the one who saved her with his left shoulder as a meat shield. Every time he looked at her, he was attentive and smiling, which always made her play tricks on him, showing off where she had been, what tricks she could do, and what flowers were blooming there, just like a child who always showed off his abilities loudly. He had combed her hair and washed her clothes, and during the March they had hidden it from everyone, and she had shamelessly let him carry her on his back for miles and miles.
She thought a little trance, turned around, but saw Zhao Ye in front of her.
She quickly turned her face away, thinking that she could not let her eyes fall on him when she died.
I heard from the head of the prison that you haven’t eaten much for days. I have brought you some food, but you will not be well if you are hungry.
She turned her face away and looked at him, her heart shaking, and soon she was burning with anger. How could he be so indifferent?
As far as she is concerned, she has experienced life and death with him, and has expressed her feelings directly in her life. They are first brothers who have experienced life and death, then bosom friends, then friends, and finally people who love each other.
Overnight, it all turned into deception.
Her enmity with him is as deep as the sea.
But what about him? He can still be so indifferent. She
was wrong, so wrong, so wrong. Ye Zhao and Zhao Ye are the same person. She shouldn’t have separated it at all. The sweetness of the past was true. He lied to her. It was true that there was enmity between them.
She suddenly woke up from her palpitation, and then a great self-reproach spread and overwhelmed her, and she could hardly stand. What was she doing just now? Is she missing Ye Zhao? How could she still think about this at the last moment? The man in front of her is her enemy, the man who killed her mother! When
she woke up, she began to spit on herself deeply. She felt that she should not see her mother even if she was dead. What face did she have to see her mother?
She looked at Zhao Ye and wished she could conjure up a knife and plunge it into his chest.
Zhao Ye did not say anything, but handed over a glass of wine.
Lin Chu suddenly understood.
He wants her dead, too.
She actually wanted to laugh. She didn’t know what to laugh at. Did she laugh at herself? Or laugh at your naivety? When she knew the truth, of course she hated him. But just now she still missed Ye Zhao very much, although she felt ashamed of herself.
What about this moment, this glass of wine, what on earth is she? In fact, she couldn’t understand why Zhao Ye came to mix with her after killing her mother? She wanted to ask, why did he kill her mother? Why did you lie to her? Why not kill her in the first place?
But when she looked at the glass of wine, she suddenly felt that everything was superfluous. Her heart was like a stone falling into a lake, falling fast and boundlessly, falling to a place where she could hardly see herself. Without saying anything,
she took it and gulped it down. Then she poured herself another cup and swallowed it. Wine is very spicy, she was choked, desperately coughing up, coughing tears are falling out, she did not allow herself to shed tears in front of Zhao Ye, they use their hands to wipe away.
Zhao Ye saw her drink two cups, cough badly, instinctively want to come forward to stroke her back, but the hand stretched out was forced to be pressed by him. He looked at her, bitter in his heart, but not in his face.
After that, he and Achu were on different sides of the sky, and they would never see each other again.
He knew Ah Chu was crying. He wanted to go up and wipe her tears. They had been together for so long that he had never seen Ah Chu cry.
But what qualifications does he have? He is an executioner with blood on his hands. Is he innocent? He was not innocent, and although it was his mother who did it, he did not stop her. Later, he learned that it was his own insistence that led to today’s situation. How innocent
Ah Chu is?
It’s just that all this will be over soon. He put a sweat drug in the wine, and when Ah Chu fell asleep, someone would take her away.
Let her fly away, let her go far away, go to the place where she can no longer see him, no matter how much he can not give up.
He hoped that Ah Chu could start a new life, and that he would spend the rest of his life atoning for the rest of his life. He had thought about paying for his life, but if he really paid for his life, how could his father let Ah Chu go?
Lin Chu sits down along the wall. She feels colder and colder. She thinks she really should be dying. She can’t even breathe smoothly. Finally she opens her mouth to Zhao Ye: “Please do something.”
“After I die, let Jiang Jing bury me with my mother. I don’t want to be too far away from my mother..” As she spoke, Lin Chu began to cry again. Although she didn’t want to show weakness, she couldn’t control herself at the moment. Finally, she let herself go. Anyway, as soon as she closed her eyes, everything would go back to dust. She had to say what she wanted to say. “Zhao Ye, come here.”
Zhao Ye saw that Ah Chu suddenly called himself like this, and finally he could not hold back. He knew that Ah Chu thought he was going to die. He stepped forward to wipe Ah Chu’s tears and asked softly, “What do you want to say to me?”
Zhao Ye, I regret.. If there is a next life, we don’t want to see each other again.
Zhao Ye’s left hand could not be lifted, so he had to wipe away her tears with his right finger. He looked at her, as attentive and affectionate as ever.
If there is a next life, the next life I will only be the young master of the cloth village, Ye Zhao, will you remember to come to me?
As far as Ah Chu is concerned, she just takes some sweat medicine, and when she wakes up, there will be another world. But as far as he was concerned, he would lose Ah Chu forever and ever in his life.
He thought that he was really Ye Zhao, the young master of the cloth village. He just went to the south of the Yangtze River to stock up and didn’t catch up with Ah Chu’s appointment.
But I’m afraid Ah Chu doesn’t want to see him anymore.
He repeated eagerly, Ah Chu, do you remember? In the afterlife, in the afterlife shall we be together?
Chu’s eyes slowly closed and he muttered, “I’m not willing to..” The
hand dropped down.
When Zhao Ye saw that she had fallen asleep, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. He put the written letter into Ah Chu’s pocket, kissed Ah Chu’s forehead, and the moment of parting came, no matter how reluctant he was.
He ordered the Imperial Physician to come for treatment, and the Imperial Physician said that Princess Sining had died of illness in prison, so he brought her into the carriage, found the body of the condemned prisoner, and set fire to the cell. It’s late at night
outside. The carriage would carry Ah Chu to his residence, and he wanted to see him off for the last time. But he held Ah Chu’s hand, and her hand was cold. He was a little worried, afraid that Ah Chu would be affected by the sweat medicine, so he asked the Imperial Physician to check and treat him.
“Your Highness, Princess Sining has passed away.”
“Now that we’re out of Dali Temple, I want you to see if she’s not feeling well. I don’t want you to tell lies.”
When the imperial physician heard this, he knelt down to Zhao Ye in the carriage. He didn’t know what had gone wrong. Princess Sining was indeed not breathing. He wiped his sweat and said with trepidation, “Your Highness, I didn’t lie..” Princess Sining, she.. Indeed, it is dead.
“What did you say?!”
In the winter of another year, it snows heavily.
Gu Murong, wearing a cloak, shrank in the carriage with a little resentment in his heart. She didn’t want to blame her. She really didn’t want to enter the palace. She was old and had a man she liked. She had already made an appointment to elope together. She had completely forgotten the glory of the clan and the family lintel. She didn’t have much money with her, and she thought that if he didn’t break the appointment, she could learn to do things, she could bear hardships, and she would never complain.
Others say that he is just a poor scholar. But she likes to see him recite poems. That kind of appearance, gentle and refined, every move is the style.
It’s just that she’s been waiting long enough, but she hasn’t waited for him yet. Is it difficult for him to be afraid and miss the appointment?
She found this place by accident.
It was still spring, and she felt bored in the city and slipped out to play, attracted by the beauty of spring. Although it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is very different from other places. A bamboo forest is as green as the sea, and all the way into both sides are full of flowers, as if someone had deliberately planted it. But she did not expect to enter inside but there are two graves, see the tombstone only name, as if it is mother and daughter, she can not guess anything else. One of them, in particular, was only engraved with the word Lin Chu, and the rest was left blank, as if it had been cast in a hurry and dealt with hastily.
She was not afraid, but there was no one here. In her spare time, she liked to go into the woods alone and do whatever she wanted. No one was talking in her ear. She wanted to learn martial arts very much, but she was a daughter. She was forced to learn female workers, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She felt dizzy when she saw embroidery needles, but she was always scolded by her mother because she wanted to be lazy.
She often came here to pick up a branch of a tree as a sword and secretly had her own heart addiction. She knew that she didn’t even have a three-legged cat, but what did it matter? She was satisfied that she could secretly experience what she wanted to do in this small world.
For this reason, she often held a memorial ceremony for these two. She didn’t know who they were, but she thought she had disturbed them.
Winter is cold, at this time the snow has stopped, Gu Murong out of the carriage ready to walk around, warm body. She wore a white cloak, which made her white, tender and light. She thought she was going to leave here after all, so she went to say goodbye to the two of them, after all, she had been bothering them for a long time. When she
got closer, she saw a man standing in front of the grave. I don’t know how long the man had been standing in the snow, but his head was covered with snow. She looked at him from a distance and felt that he was very sad. The sadness seemed to be immersed in his bones. The wind seemed to be rolling, and the air all over his body was frozen with sobs. When she approached, she saw his face clearly, how to say, he was handsome, with noble eyebrows, tall and straight, and looked different. Gu Murong grew so big that he felt that the most beautiful man he had ever seen was the young master of Guogongfu, who had only glanced at him from a distance to the point of amazement. But the man in front of her not only looks good, but also has a kind of noble spirit, and she can’t say exactly what it is. She sighed in her heart that there were people outside the world in martial arts and knowledge, and who would have thought that even the appearance was the same. People are really different.
The man may have heard the sound, turned his head and looked at her, but did not make a sound. Gu Murong thought to himself that I had spent more time here than you had. Look at me. What am I doing? Can’t I be here? She had never seen anyone worship, and thought that perhaps the man was related to them. But she looked at the man dressed in extraordinary clothes, and the tombstone was really a little hasty.
I often come here, but I have never seen you. Are you a relative of these two? She was too straightforward to hold back her words, so she broke the silence.
“What are you doing here?” The man seemed a little unhappy, as if it was only good breeding that kept him from breaking out. Gu Murong himself waited for a long time to feel a little uncomfortable, listening to his tone of questioning is a little unhappy. Can’t
I wait for someone here? I’ve been here more than you. I’m not talking about you. Your tombstone is too hasty. It’s only engraved with a name. What kind of person are you? I’ve never seen you before.
The man glanced at her, and she stopped a little guiltily. She was only speaking in haste and had no other meaning.
“Why hasn’t the person you’re waiting for come yet?”
“I don’t know..”
“You can go now.” The man said lightly, and without looking at her, he gave the order to leave.
Gu Murong is extremely uneasy at the moment. Two hours had passed since she had made an appointment with him. She was a little disappointed. She thought what she would do if he really broke the appointment?
She was in great need of someone to talk to, to distract her from her uneasiness. It’s just that since she decided to elope, how could she bring anyone with her. She had nowhere to go for a while, and she thought that she would only see this man for a while anyway, so she had the cheek to stay here and talk for a while.
You say.. If a man and a woman make an appointment to meet, but after a long time the man doesn’t keep the appointment, why is that?
The man was silent for a moment, as if he were really thinking. Gu Murong in the heart begins abdomen again, need not be so serious, she just starts a conversation to rely on here just.
I think.. Maybe the man can’t get away because of something. It’s not that he doesn’t want to come. Maybe he came after him, but the woman has already left. The man thought for a moment, sighed deeply, and whispered.
“I hope so.” Gu Murong advised herself to think about the good. She felt that she should not be too pessimistic. Perhaps he really had something to do and couldn’t come. “Do you know Lin Chu?”? It sounds like a woman’s name. I don’t know what kind of person it is.
“She’s a..” The man paused, as if he was thinking about how to describe her. She looked sideways. When the man mentioned Lin Chu, his eyes became gentle. She understood that there was a lot of love hidden in it.
“She is a very brave person.” The man thought for a long time without thinking to come to such a sentence, which deepened Gu Murong’s curiosity.
“Who is she to you?”
“I don’t know.” Then the man smiled bitterly and added, “I am the young master of the cloth village, and she is my wife.”
If you are a wife, why doesn’t this tombstone say my wife’s grave? It’s so bleak to look so bare.. After Gu Murong blurted out, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked like he was less than thirty years old. He thought his wife should have died early. She felt a little guilty, so she apologized and said, “Er..” I don’t mean anything else. Don’t take it to heart.
The man bowed his head and smiled, as if he didn’t care. “It’s all right. I haven’t talked to anyone about her for a long time.” The man seemed to suddenly open the conversation box. “I just don’t know if she will be my wife in the next life. I think that’s it.”
Give her the freedom to come and go, just as she once lived a free and unrestrained life.
She belongs only to herself.
So that’s it.. Actually, that’s right. Who knows what will happen in the next life. But if you treat her so thoughtfully, I think she will be willing to do so in her next life.
The man did not answer when he heard this. Gu Murong does not like to fall into the silent environment, she does not like the silence. She said to herself, “I don’t know if my husband will be so considerate and careful to me in the future.”
“If we treat each other sincerely, naturally we will.”
“What will happen to you, men, if you love a woman?”
“Of course, that means respecting her, loving her, and protecting her.” The man smiled, “When I was young, I liked my wife in my heart, and I was very concerned about her. Although I was busy with my business, I was always distracted by what she was doing and what she was thinking.” He touched his own face and wiped away the snow, and as he recalled the past, he diluted the heavy sadness on his body. “I grew up with rich clothes and jade food, and I didn’t know how to take care of people. It’s just that when I was with her, I always wanted to do everything for her personally, even if it was just a little thing like wringing off her veil and wiping her face.”
“She must be very gentle?”
Gentleness is out of the question. She is a neat person, dry and crisp. She. She’s very special, and she’s very good at martial arts. “She is a female general,” the man said with pride and pride in his voice.
Really? Is she a female general? Gu Murong thought that she was ignorant, and that she didn’t even know that there had been such a big event as a female general in the capital. “I also want to learn martial arts, but unfortunately my parents always refuse.”. And then what happened? When did you get married?
The man suddenly stopped talking. She was a little surprised and uneasy. Did she make a slip of the tongue again. She felt as if the man in front of her were waking up from a dream. She was stunned for a moment and said, “Since you are also a young lady who loves martial arts, you are somewhat congenial to her.”. If you are waiting for someone, just wait patiently. It’s getting late, so take your leave. He turned to go, then turned back, not knowing whether to say to her or to Lin Chu on the tablet, “I’m leaving.”
Gu Murong didn’t wait for the scholar she was thinking about. She had some resentment in her heart, but when she thought of what the man said and waited patiently, she comforted herself that maybe it was really just a delay. She thought she could go home and think about it in the long run.
When she got home, she was waiting for his letter. The main idea is that he is young and ignorant, and his family is poor, so he can’t delay her again and again. Of course
she is sad. But she is also proud, she allows herself to be sad, but does not allow herself to be hurt, because he is not worth it.
Half a year later, she went to the talent show. Strange to say, the draft into the palace, the emperor and the queen are washed their hands, the palace concubines are also very few, in the palace queen, there is a Shufei and Jieyu. The talent show was organized by Shu Fei.
I don’t know how many twists and turns there were in the process, but she was the only one in the talent show. Shu Fei said that she was a blessed person, and her position was not low. Everyone respected her. She knew that after the new emperor ascended the throne, she changed the draft to a five-year election, and very few people entered the palace each time. The last time was the third year of the new emperor’s accession to the throne. This was the first serious draft.
She also heard her father say a few words at home, as if the emperor had no children yet, and the ministers had United in the early court. The emperor was very unhappy and reprimanded several of them. She heard that the emperor had a good temper and was very strict in politics. After the destruction of the Western Vietnam, he focused on governing the frontier, and now it is prosperous and peaceful.
She has been in the palace for more than half a month, but she hasn’t seen the emperor yet. Even the empress only met once on the day of conferring the title, but Shu Fei and Jie Yu often walked around with her, often eating melon seeds and chatting, and sending each other some things from their daughter’s house. She could not do the needlework of her daughter’s family, so she had to let the servant girl do it for her. After Shu Fei and Jie Yu became familiar with her, they told her not to worry. There was still a long way to go, and she would see the emperor.
In fact, she was not in a hurry, but had some doubts. The emperor does not come to her, nor does he go anywhere else. Because he doesn’t come to the harem at all, and he doesn’t go to the queen. She sometimes wondered if the emperor had let them into the palace to be mascots? It was early autumn when
she saw the emperor. The royal family held a hunt. She lost her way in the hunting ground, but happened to meet the emperor. She did not expect that it was the man she met on the day of elopement.
She finally understood what she could not say about the man’s feelings that day, and now that he had changed into a dragon robe and galloped, she understood that it was the spirit of a king. Overbearing, dignified, superior and extremely noble.
She knew he liked someone, but she looked at his galloping figure, or involuntarily began to fall.
It only took one look, one second, for her to fall in love with the man on horseback.
She was finally told to go to bed.
She was nervous and shy. But after he came, he didn’t know whether he had forgotten her or didn’t want to mention the meeting outside the palace at all. He only said lightly, “I’m tired today, and you should settle down earlier.” Then he rested and went to sleep. She lay in bed, unable to sleep, and did not dare to make a big noise. Until he left the next day, she was still in a daze and could not recover.
This is her bed?
He still gave her a reward, but she was depressed. She comforted herself that she wanted to like him, even if he had a favorite person in his heart, she thought she could not be alone for a lifetime. Before she entered the palace, she knew that the emperor would not belong to her alone, and now she was very happy to meet one she liked. She thought that they would still have time to get along with each other, and they would have feelings gradually.
She did not expect that such a day would last for a year. He did not often come to the harem, and occasionally came to spend the night with her, but he never touched her. She did not know whether other people were the same, but how she could ask about such a private matter. Every time he came, he was very silent. Sometimes he lay there and did not speak. Sometimes he said that he was busy with government affairs and let her sleep first. She sometimes suspected that the person she had seen outside the palace that day might not be him, but that she had misremembered. But reason told her again and again that she was not mistaken. When he talked about Lin Chu, his eyes were full of love and smiles. She wondered if it was because he knew she was going to elope that day and had a grudge in his heart. At first,
she hoped that maybe they would have feelings after getting along with each other, but later she thought that it would be good to have a little place for her, and then she hoped that he could touch her and possess her, even if he was just infatuated with her body. In the end, she wondered if he had a hidden disease.
He didn’t treat her badly, although most of the time he was silent. Rewards are often given, not only to her, the queen, Shu Fei, Jieyu, he will give. The concubines would also go to see him, and he was always polite, but she always felt that there was a net between them, which was airtight and clearly separated them, and that was the world she could not enter. Somehow he got so drunk
that night. The eunuch in charge said that her palace was the nearest on the way, so he asked the emperor to settle it here. She sent everyone down to undress him herself, and his kisses fell in tiny pieces.
She was a little nervous, but his kiss was gentle and delicate, which relieved her anxiety. She could feel his seriousness and caution, as well as his tenderness and care. When her clothes were half gone, she heard him murmuring, “Ah Chu..” I miss you so much..
She pushed him out with all her strength. She was not Ah Chu, she was Mu Rong. She didn’t want to be frivolous by him like this. She also had her own insistence. He was so drunk that he lay there and fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up that morning, she felt that she couldn’t see the end of the road. She couldn’t help crying. She cried to him, “Did I do something wrong?”
She thought how proud she had been before, and how humble she was now? She did not know why she cried, perhaps too depressed, perhaps she was not reconciled, or perhaps, she was in love with herself, love this put so humble themselves.
He didn’t seem to expect her to cry so badly. He wiped her tears with his hand. The thin cocoon on his hand rubbed against her face and made her feel a little painful. He only said, “You give me some more time, and then left.”.
She sat on the bed and couldn’t help lusting after his tenderness for a moment. He had never spoken to her so seriously, nor had he ever touched her, let alone been intimate. She couldn’t help thinking of his tenderness last night, and she wondered what it would be like for him to be with Lin Chu. She had seen his smile, the way his love melted in his eyes, and that was the living him. She didn’t hold a grudge, she didn’t blame anyone, she was just envious.
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