The news of the assassination attempt on the emperor spread like wildfire. The ministers were shocked and angry, but some were happy and some sighed. Regardless of whether they were sincere or false, they all wrote to the emperor to investigate the mastermind and punish him severely. But the emperor simply rejected these letters and made no further statement on the matter.
But shortly afterwards, Xiao Yuyao hanged herself in her bedroom.
Zhao Pei suddenly felt sorry for the emperor after hearing what Xiao Yi said. One was his closest sixth brother, and the other was his eldest daughter. Both were people who were infinitely favored by him, but they were secretly plotting how to murder him. In the end, he never had the heart to order the punishment, but instead covered up the truth for them.
The emperor must be in great pain. He had fought for his entire life and spared no effort for the throne, but now his own family treated him like this. As time went by and history repeated itself, who else could he trust
He is just a lonely and helpless old man. He is always powerful and above everyone else, but he has to walk on thin ice, fearing that he will fall into the abyss if he takes a wrong step.
Who is not like this? Xiao Tong, Xiao Gang, Xiao Lun, Xiao Yi, Xiao Ji... With the royal family name, they are destined to fight for a place for themselves in the wavering fate to prevent being ruthlessly killed by others. So how many of them are real brothers? In the midst of rights and interests, is the brotherhood already minimal? No, no. They have always had a good relationship with each other, how could they repeat the same mistake
At that time, Zhao Pei just thought about it, and it was just a casual thought. Later, she was terrified and dared not think about it anymore. At that time, she had just entered the palace and had just seen the bloody wind. It was not until later that she gradually realized why the ancestors did not want to be born into the emperor's family.
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"Huang Zhong, Tai Chu, Gu Xi, Rui Bin, Yize and Wu She are the six Yang lüs, and Dalü, Jia Zhong, Zhong Lü, Lin Zhong, Nan Lü and Ying Zhong are the six Yin lüs. Yang lü is Lü, Yin lü is Lü..." Ru Hua wandered in the courtyard, muttering to herself.
Zhao Pei came out of the room, listened for a while, and walked forward to tease, "Ruhua is here so early in the morning, pretending to be pretentious and mumbling to disturb people's sleep."
Ruhua muttered to herself for a while and then turned around and glared at her: "Don't say that, young lady. What do you mean by pretending? Ruhua has studied hard, so why not recite it for you? Huang Zhong, Tai Chu, Gu Xi, Rui Bin..." As she spoke, she began to recite, quite smoothly.
Zhao Pei hurriedly stopped her and asked her in confusion, "Before, you didn't want to learn from me, saying that learning these things was useless. Why are you suddenly interested in these things?"
Ruhua blushed and said, "Brother Qiao said that girls must be able to play musical instruments."
Zhao Pei snorted coldly: "Just listen to that guy's nonsense, ignore him."
Ruhua said "Oh" and although she agreed verbally, she continued to mutter to herself. Zhaopei thought she was possessed, as she kept calling him "Brother Qiao" today.
Possessed, possessed... She shook her head and was about to leave the yard. Suddenly she remembered something and turned to ask Xiang Ruhua, "By the way, do you know where Xiao Yi is?"
Ruhua tilted her head and looked at her: "Shouldn't Miss know better than me?"
Zhao Peiyu choked up, smacked her lips, gave a reproachful look, and walked out of the yard. If he wasn't in the mansion, she would go out. If he was in the mansion, she would sneak out. In any case, she had to go out.
Ziye went to check and was told that Xiao Yi was not in the mansion. Zhao Pei clapped her hands in delight after hearing this. She changed into an ordinary scarlet shirt and went to Xiao Yi's stable to lead out a good-looking horse and walked out of the stable openly and blatantly. She walked through the small path in the front hall and just stepped out of the mansion door, she heard a cold voice behind her: "Where are you going, Princess?"
His body was slightly stiff, and he kept cursing Ziye for lying about military intelligence in his heart, but he still managed a smile and turned to look over: "This... I..."
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On the ancient road outside the city, a lonely shadow stood outside the lonely Shili Pavilion. He was wearing a smoky blue robe, embroidered with cloud-shaped ripples, which showed a proud and upright crane. His crimson belt fluttered in the wind, bringing up an indescribable melancholy. The setting sun was like blood, stretching his lonely shadow very long. He stood there motionless, with undisguised sadness and disappointment between his eyebrows, and his originally full of hope also sank little by little as the sunset sank.
His wandering eyes were fixed on the nearby Healthy City. Why was there no trace of crimson in that dark city that could fascinate him
The horse behind him seemed a little impatient, lowering its head and paddling its hooves, breathing heavily. After a while, there was a noise from the purple silk and green wooden carriage parked nearby, and a pair of slender hands lifted the curtain. Then a beautiful face was revealed, with some difficult-to-interpret emotions flashing in her eyes, and her red lips slightly opened and closed.
Her gaze fell on his lonely shadow, and she finally spoke: "Sixth Master, she won't come. Let's... set off." Her voice was very soft and weak.
Xiao Lun pretended not to hear him and did not even turn his head. Zhou Qiao, who was wearing a maroon shirt, also said, "Your Highness, let's set off. If we are late, we can..." Before he could finish his words, Xiao Lun interrupted him calmly, "Wait a little longer. If she doesn't come within half an hour, we can leave. She may have lost her way, or was delayed by something..." The voice trembled slightly, with a hint of loneliness, a hint of comfort, and a hint of pleading. She had promised him, how could she not come? She had promised him, she would definitely come.
Zhou Qiao had no choice but to retreat to the carriage. He looked at the elegant woman in the gray velvet dress in the carriage and fell into deep thought. In addition to the ten carts of daily necessities and treasures that had been transported to Yangzhou ten days ago, the only entourage that the prince brought with him was this woman - Wan Zhi, who was redeemed from Qinghong Pavilion for five thousand gold. Zhou Qiao didn't believe that the prince brought her with him because he fell in love with this woman. Maybe it was just because she had similar eyebrows and eyes to that person.
The woman in the car gazed deeply at the tall figure standing in the sunset, sighed softly and lowered the curtain. If Xiao Lun is a pitiful person, then isn't Wan Zhi the same
She used to be happy because she looked like the one Sixth Master loved, but now she was angry when she saw the look in his eyes that he had never shown before. Why did he give birth to a girl like that? Even if Sixth Master treated her well, even if he redeemed her from the inn and brought her with him, she was just a substitute for him.
Wan Zhi suddenly had a selfish thought in her mind: if she couldn't come, then Sixth Master wouldn't see her. (To be continued)