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Many lonely deep nights like this night, when she lay alone in the gorgeous and cold bedroom and opened her eyes until dawn, the long night was long, and it was inevitable that she would think of many people and things.
She always thinks: In her life, she has exhausted all kinds of tricks, betrayed all relatives, and there is only one person who appeared by her side but was not used by her schemes.
In the lonely deep night when all the masks were taken off, she recalled this period countless times.
This was the only time in her life that was clean, innocent, and with a clear conscience.
He never mentioned it all these years, so she never told him: she would rather marry the late emperor who was over fifty years old, not because she was eager to get the Azure Dragon Order.
Rather... She really liked that elegant and suave prince so much that she would rather not marry than force him into a struggle for power.
Her life is destined to be like this, I only hope that he can be safe and happy.
In the deep cold winter night, on the high icy golden seat, the empress dowager Duanmi in purple gently tucked her face into her sleeve.
"I've been told for as long as I can remember: My birth was a duty, and I'll carry it for eternity until it's fulfilled. I've lost my parents, I've lost all my sisters and brothers, I've lost my only son, I've lost... "Her voice gradually became low and almost inaudible, as if she was exhausted for a while, she lay there for a long time, and then continued in a low voice: "I have worked hard for this all my life, and I have lost so many things! Now... what do you want me to do? willing?!"
"Obsession hurts people." Murong Tianxia sighed, and said lightly: "If you can let go, no matter how late, even if it's just a day."
"Have you put it down?" A faint female voice asked suddenly—she still couldn't hold back: "Murong, how have you been doing these years?"
She finally...sincerely.
Murong Tianxia laughed, it was the emperor's most common kind of smile: it looked happy, but actually the smile was far from reaching deep into the eyes.
"I thought it was difficult, but after so many years, it's nothing more than that."
It's just day after day, year after year, it's just that most of my life has passed, and I waited for such a late night, her greetings, but I spent my whole life planning to stand at the highest place, and finally waited until the time came. At this moment, he said to her calmly: "I used to think it was difficult...it was nothing more than that."
Tell me, does this obsession hurt people
She seemed to sigh, but couldn't catch it. Murong Tianxia looked at her motionless back lying on the golden seat, and after a while, he turned and walked out without a word.
When he reached the gate of the hall, he stopped and turned his back to her without looking back.
"Back then, I killed so many brothers, only Jiangshan survived. When he was there, I never felt sorry for him, and even respected him as the king of Linjiang. Later, he seduced my concubine and escaped privately. Even the daughter of the two of them came back and grew up under my nose until now, and I have never pursued it. And what the Qianmi clan has done over the years—" He suddenly After a pause, "Whether it's the entrustment to the first emperor or the... At the beginning, I have done my best. Today's incident can shake the foundation of the country. If there is another time-the empress dowager is the body of a thousand gold, and the thousand-secret family has many times. Disturbing the purity of the empress is a crime worthy of death, and I will kill them all."
His tone was clear, and he was already the King of the Night who ruled the world again.
Crouching on the golden seat, her purple eyes slowly closed.
"Qianqian." In the cold and drowsy, she heard him say in a very low voice: "Take care."
At that moment, she was about to stand up and look, but the door of the palace had opened with a "squeak" and closed again.
She was the only one in the hall again, the cold was terrifying and familiar.
Tears slipped from the corners of her tightly closed purple eyes, and secretly rolled into the fabric of the sleeves, leaving only a shallow dot.
After so many years, it was the first time that she felt her heart was warm.
Because he finally brought up the original.
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When Qin Sang hurried back, the cold moon in the sky was only a blurry afterimage, and the red candles in the Qianmi Hall were almost burned out. The Empress Dowager Duanmi was lying on the golden seat alone, with her eyes tightly closed, like Is asleep.
Qin Sang walked over lightly, stood quietly beside her for a moment, turned around to leave, but she stopped her, "Sang Sang, you are back."
Qin Sang froze, walked over, knelt down silently, and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I'm guilty, please punish me, Your Majesty!"
"What's the matter? The patriarch didn't come back with you?" The Empress Dowager Duanmi stood up, took a breath, and asked slowly.
Qin Sang shook his head, "The patriarch has arrived, and the minister has settled him down."
"That's good." The Empress Dowager Duanmi looked at the young girl with bright eyebrows, and asked softly, "What's your crime?"
Her tone was so gentle, but Qin Sang's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his face, which was so overpowering, turned paler and paler.
"Oh..." The Empress Dowager Duanmi seemed to have suddenly remembered, "You mean Ji Xiaoli..." She laughed softly, "The Ai family knows that you and the Ai family played tricks and played tricks, and you used all kinds of tricks to get along with each other." Let the Ai family know her background... Qin Sang, Jiang Shan is the son of the Ai family who was conceived in October. You have been his daughter for seven years, but the Ai family has raised him for seventeen years. They are exactly the same, as for her hair color and eye color—Jiang Shan is familiar with the historical allusions of thousands of secrets, so he must have prepared some kind of medicine?"
Qin Sang bowed down in a cold sweat, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty is holy."
The Empress Dowager Duanmi seemed to be extremely tired tonight, her expression was a little sluggish, and she waved her hands to the kneeling people wearily.
"Get up."
"Your Majesty is holy, everything cannot escape your eyes." Qin Sang got up slightly, still knelt there, and said dryly: "Xiao Li is indeed my biological sister, my father sent us two sisters out of Qianmi with all his might. Holy land, my father told me to take care of her... I beg you, for my father's sake, let Xiaoli go!"
"Sangsang, it's not true that you said you fell in love with Chen Yubai?" The Empress Dowager Duanmi stared at her golden armor with downcast eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Do you know how the Ai family can tell? Is it?"
"I... don't know."
"Girls like us wouldn't like a man like Chen Yubai." The Empress Dowager Duanmi said softly, not sure if she was speaking to Qin Sang or herself: "He's too cold, you won't like him. More I will not take care of Xiaoli because of him, and take the risk of adding medicine to Aijia's tea."
Qin Sang didn't dare to look at her, and lay down on the cold gold brick floor, not daring to move.
"As for Xiaoli... It doesn't matter if she is mentally retarded, she can still do something for Aijia, you, and the Qianmi clan," the Empress Dowager Duanmi got up, stretched out her hand in the gorgeous sharp golden armor, and moved Qin Sang helped him up, "Sangsang, you come with Ai's family."
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The Empress Dowager Duanmi held Qin Sang coldly and led her to the secret room in the inner room.
Qin Sang had entered the secret room with the portrait of Murong Jiangshan, but when the Empress Dowager Duanmi touched the mechanism on the portrait, the wall slowly moved away, revealing a dark secret passage, Qin Sang was like Xiaoli He just stood there dumbstruck.
The Empress Dowager Duanmi smiled slightly, without saying a word, she walked through the long, narrow and dark passage with her hand. As a small piece of light in front got closer and closer, there was a refreshing and strange fragrance that made people forget their worries became stronger and stronger, and Qin Sang gradually trembled all over—she remembered this fragrance! This is the fragrance of thousands of flowers!
Thousands of dense flowers are from the shade to the cold. According to legend, they have the wonderful effect of making people forget their worries and forget their lives. For hundreds of years, the Qianmi family has tattooed the patterns of Qianmi flowers on daily utensils and passed them down from generation to generation. However, because it only grows in the holy land of Qianmi, since the Qianmi family was driven out of the holy land, it has not been seen for hundreds of years. grow flowers.
Like a wandering soul, Qin Sang was led into the small secret room at the end of the dark passage by the Empress Dowager Duanmi.
There are extremely powerful poisons in this secret room, the Qianmi clan is good at poisons, and Qin Sang is an expert among them, but she has never heard of such poisons that make people awake but unable to move!
After getting up from the door of the secret room, she started to go numb. After ten steps, she could no longer move, but the Empress Dowager Duanmi's expression and actions remained the same.
Qin Sang couldn't move, and could only look around helplessly: this place was about the same size as the secret room outside, quiet and tidy, with only a table against the wall, on which there was an inkstone and a scroll of calligraphy and painting.
The Empress Dowager Duanmi let go of her hand and walked over, raised her hand and slowly unfolded the picture.
Qin Sang saw that there were densely packed purple patterns painted on it, and she could recognize a few places at a glance—the Qilin Order! Xuanwu order!
Seventy-seven forty-nine totems of the Dark Night Order in the Dark Night Valley are here!
Qin Sang couldn't even clenched her fists, she stood there stiffly, her purple eyes were bright, her gaze was fixed on the picture, her breathing was short of breath.
The Empress Dowager Duanmi was also staring at the picture, she lowered her head and said softly, "This inkstone and this picture were both made by your father."
Murong Jiangshan is intelligent by nature. Back then, under the guidance of Empress Dowager Duanmi, he read the historical records of Qianmi, obsessed with exploration, and did a lot of things to return to the Holy Land of Qianmi. Empress Dowager Duanmi once regarded this son as her greatest hope.
Speaking of that time now, she still couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
"This inkstone is mixed with the juice of Qianmi flower, and this picture is also woven with the rhizome of Qianmi flower. Back then, your father went out to the palace several times to explore the holy land of Qianmi. Although he failed at that time, he brought it back by chance. He made this inkstone and this picture according to the ancient method in the book." Empress Dowager Duanmi raised her head and looked at Qin Sang who was motionless, "Didn't he tell you?"
Qin Sang wanted to shake his head, but could only express with difficulty by rolling his eyes.
The Empress Dowager Duanmi sighed for a long time, "That's right. He hated the Qianmi clan so much later on, so naturally he wouldn't tell you this." The golden armor lightly brushed the table, and she said softly: "Use this inkstone to grind out His ink spread seven or forty-nine Dark Night Tokens on this map, and then soaked the map with the heart and blood of the most yin and pure Qianmi people, and the map of the Holy Land will appear."
"Sangsang, the Ai family doesn't want to kill their own granddaughter. But apart from you, she is probably the only one of the most yin and pure Qianmi people in the world today—after all, she is a child born in Qianmi Holy Land. Her The blood should be colder and purer than yours." The Empress Dowager Duanmi looked at Qin Sang and said softly: "Besides, you are the most powerful helper of the Ai family, the Ai family does not want to kill you, so they can only choose to kill her."
"Your Majesty!" Qin Sang couldn't kneel down at this moment, so he could only shout in a trembling voice: "I am willing to die here! I am willing to paint a map of the Holy Land with my heart and blood! As long as the empress takes the body of the minister back to bury it with my parents, the minister will die!" No regrets!"
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The author has something to say:
In the last chapter, many students asked me about my age. I checked the chronology I wrote when I wrote "Qing Ben Jia Ren": Murong Tianxia and Empress Dowager Duanmi were the same age, and Murong Tianxia was 28 years old when he became the throne. three years old. Four years later, at the age of seventeen, he eloped with the eldest prince, mother and concubine who was pregnant with Qin Sang. The eldest prince was three years old at the time.
If you have any questions, please let me know, and the paper book publication manuscript can still be corrected.
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