Qingyun and Yuanlie often use the mirror to look at the people they miss in their spare time. Also just look. Because they understand that everyone has their own life trajectory, cause or effect, and they can no longer control it.
On the second day after he ascended the throne, King Rui changed his country's title to honor. In the second year, Shen Zhenzhu was named queen.
In the spring of the second year of the Great Rong Dynasty, King Rui married a thirteen-year-old princess from the Great Xia Kingdom and was named Concubine Shun. In autumn, he married a princess from the Kingdom of Gaudi and was named Concubine Rou.
King Rui seems to be more familiar with the way of being an emperor than the original emperor Ling Chen.
His queen is a standard good queen, she doesn't compete for favor, doesn't get jealous, and doesn't get angry. She is generous and caring for every concubine in the harem.
It was late autumn again, Pearl was ill, and Yu Rong came to see her in the palace.
The yard is full of autumn colors, and two people are sitting in the yard drinking tea.
Pearl looked at Yu Rong, who had a big belly, and said, "Your body is inconvenient, and it's not easy to go out, not to mention I'm sick, Brother Bai will blame me."
Yu Rong said: "In a few days, it will be cold, so I won't go out, and I will give birth soon. I heard that you are sick, so I come to see you. Your complexion is not good, is it still difficult to fall asleep at night?"
Pearl nods.
Yu Rong said: "If Qingyun is still there, she can cure this insomnia."
Pearl said: "I have a heart disease, and I can't get rid of the root. Even if she is a god, she can't cure my disease."
A burst of laughter came from outside, the sound was so pleasant.
"The emperor accepts a concubine again?" Yu Rong asked.
Pearl nodded: "Well, it's Princess Yu from Shangdan Kingdom."
Yu Rong said: "Pearl, why don't you live for yourself once? If you don't want the emperor to accept a concubine, you can bring it up. Why do you have to live so tiringly?"
Pearl smiled bitterly: "Is it useful for me to propose? Not everyone has the courage of Qingyun, and not everyone is as chic and lucky as you. I can stay by his side, and I am very satisfied. Most people are like this Alive." Pearl listened to the joyful songs and laughter outside, but felt a loneliness that she had never felt in her heart.
Yu Rong said: "You haven't tried it, why do you think it's useless?"
She held Pearl's hand and said: "Qingyun and I just know what we want, and we have worked hard for what we want. So, if you don't try a lot of things, don't jump to conclusions, and don't say it , others don’t know what you need.”
Bai Shaoting withdrew from court and took Yu Rong back to his residence.
Seeing them walking hand in hand in the night, Pearl felt more and more desolate and helpless. She looked around, her palace was extremely gorgeous, but there was nothing she wanted.
What exactly does she want? If she starts from scratch, will she still choose this kind of life
"If you don't try it, how would you know?" Yu Rong's words came to mind in her mind.
On the night of Lidong, the emperor spent the night with Xinna's pretty concubine. At the second watch, the emperor had already fallen asleep.
Xiaoyan, a maid in the empress's palace, hurried over to call the emperor, but Qiaofei's eldest maid, Pei'er, stopped her: "The emperor and the empress have just fallen asleep, so don't disturb them."
Xiaoyan said: "The empress is ill, you don't report to the emperor, are you afraid that the emperor will blame you?"
Pei'er said: "I will report to the emperor, but I have to wait for the emperor and master to wake up."
Xiaoyan cried angrily and went back to Zhong'an Palace.
Inside Zhong'an Palace, Pearl looked at Xiaoyan: "Don't cry. I'm fine."
She's really fine, she just wants to try, does he still have her in his heart
Asking Xiaoyan to move over to the brazier, Zhuzhu threw some poems into the fire and watched them being engulfed by the flames little by little. He threw in a water-blue handkerchief embroidered with pink Albizia julibrissin.
Xiaoyan cried and said: "Mother, this is something you treasured, why do you have to burn it?"
Pearl smiled: "Many things have been forgotten, what are you doing with this handkerchief?"
This handkerchief was given to her by King Rui at that time. At that time, she was still a court lady, and he was still King Rui.
In the middle of the night, the emperor woke up, and asked casually, "I seem to hear that someone has been here?"
Concubine Qiao shook her head, "No."
Pei'er, who came in to serve her, said in a low voice: "The little goose from the empress's palace came and said that the empress was not feeling well, the emperor was sleeping, and the slaves didn't have time..."
Before Concubine Qiao could say anything, the emperor got up, put on his clothes, and left in a hurry.
Walking to the door, he retreated: "Why didn't you report just now? Thirty sticks!"
He hurried to Zhong'an Palace.
Just as the girl at the door was about to go in to report, the emperor waved her hand.
He lowered his steps and walked in slowly.
The deep palace is cold and silent. She was lying on the wide bed, curled up into a ball, occupying a small corner. The beautiful quilt wrapped her layer by layer, together with her emotions.
He walked forward slowly, got on the bed, and held her tightly in his arms.
Qingyun closed the tracing mirror and sighed deeply.
What kind of life each person leads is actually determined by his personality.
The sun shines on everyone the same way. The difference is how you feel. Is it a compromise or a struggle for life.
Ling Chen said: "If you miss them, you can go back and see them."
Qingyun shook his head: "No need. It's good to see it this way."
"Qingcheng Continent will be in charge of Xin Jingping in the future, I would like to go to Qingcheng Continent to take a look. Let's take a look at Tsing Yi Hall by the way." Qing Yun said.
Ling Chen agreed, "What else? Only go to Qingcheng Continent?"
Qingyun smiled: "Of course. Didn't we agree that you are responsible for everything on the Western Zhou Continent, and I am responsible for everything on the Chaoyun Continent? Could it be that you are secretly looking at Huayan with the back mirror?"
Ling Chen smiled lowly, "You have become the Empress of Wuzhou Continent, and you are still so narrow-minded! Huayan and I are really fine. I was just waiting to see when their turmoil would end, and Zuo Lang personally came out, and it really worked. But you and Huayan Huo Jingyun, are you secretly looking at Huo Jingyun?"
Qingyun raised his face and said: "Yes, are you only allowed to look at Huayan, and I am not allowed to look at Huo Jingyun? I heard that he is married!"
Western Zhou Continent.
After seven days and seven nights of fierce fighting, the last resisters were finally wiped out. Jin Guangzhe's last wave of power was buried in this desolate yellow sand by Huo Jingyun.
Blood stained the only Baishui River here, and the bodies floating on the river stretched for more than a dozen miles, and the excited cries of vultures resounded in the air for a long time.
The more battles he experienced, the colder his heart became. Huo Jingyun hadn't smiled for a long time. After a long time, everyone had forgotten his smile.
"Your Majesty, Mount Mo is ahead." White Wolf said loudly.
The white wolf was left to him by Qingyun. The white wolf took him to find the treasure under Xuanshan Mountain, those saltpeter, those sulfur, and red copper, which is the raw material for making swords. It turns out that Xuanshan is a treasure mountain.
"Moshan? There is also a Moshan here?" Huo Jingyun's eyes lit up when he heard the name of the mountain.
White Wolf nodded, "Yes, there is a kind of deer on Mount Mo with four legs that can predict the weather. I don't know if we can meet it."
"Then go and have a look."
The army camped at the foot of Mount Mo to rest.
Huo Jingyun's original white shirt could no longer be seen. He took off his armor, changed into clean white clothes, and brought Gu Fan and Bai Lang into Mount Mo.
This mountain is called Moshan, but there are a lot of white soil and a lot of whetstones in the mountain.
There are verdant trees and overgrown weeds on the mountain. In the late autumn weather, melons and fruits are full of branches, and the leaves are old green and colorful. It has a mature and deep beauty.
There are a few scattered households on the side of the mountain road, and the smoke from their cooking is curling up.
"Ling'er, you wild girl is climbing trees again! You're such a big man, if someone sees you, can you still get married!"
The woman in the forest stopped drinking, and everyone was startled.
Huo Jingyun felt as if struck by lightning when he heard the sound of "Ling'er".
He walked forward, and on the tall sweetgum tree in front of him, sat a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman, wearing a garland of sunflowers on her head, holding wild fruits in her hands, still standing in the sky. , raised his face and opened his mouth to pick it up.
She has good aim and catches every time.
Standing under the tree was a woman in her thirties, with her hips akimbo, training her. The woman seemed not to hear, and ate the wild fruit methodically.
Huo Jingyun could vaguely see that the grass was growing and the warbler was flying. He was still a seventeen-year-old boy, standing behind the big tree, watching the little demon-like woman with wild flowers on her head, lying on the tree bed, shaking her head.
Time passed between the fingers, where did the boy and the girl go
At this time, the woman's hair on the temples was messy, and her eyes were clear. This scene is both familiar and strange. It turns out that everything is changing, except for her shadow, which has never changed over the years.
It was only ten years, and it turned out to be so long. Years told them that everything has already been reincarnated.
It turns out that a thought is a lifetime.
The girl suddenly found so many strange men standing under the tree, she screamed in panic, and slid down...
She fell into that warm and hard embrace, and saw a pair of eyes as gentle as water and as deep as ink.
She was not afraid of him.
"What's your name?" he asked her.
"Ling'er."
"What's your last name?"
"Qing. Qing Linger."
Huo Jingyun's eyes were dark, "Ling'er, are you willing to follow me?"
The girl reached out to caress the teardrop overflowing from his eyes: "Yes."
On the mainland of the Western Zhou Dynasty, on the eighth day of September in the sixth year of Daxin, Huo Jingyun got married, and made Qing Ling'er a concubine.
The eldest prince was born the following year.
Huo Jingyun had no queen in his life, only a concubine by his side.
It was spring when Qingyun gave birth to a daughter, so he named her Yuan Ziyi. This year, Yuan Ziqing was five years old.
It's spring again, and Qingyun rarely has free time, leaving behind those disturbing government affairs and sitting in the yard repairing those roses. In the distance, Yuan Lie carried Yuan Ziyi on his shoulders, and Yuan Ziyi reached out to reach for the freshly formed flat peaches on the tree.
Not far away, the six-year-old Yuanzi was tired from dancing his sword, and the little fairy next to him was wiping his sweat.
Qingyun thought of that long-ago woman who was desperate for love.
Every woman will experience a love catastrophe in her heart. In her flowery age, she may be wanton or bruised all over her body. Only in this way can she know what she really needs.
There are two men in every woman's heart, one is the perfect dream lover in your heart, and the other is the partner who gets along day and night in reality.
The pious vows we made when we were young have gradually faded away, and life will always make us numb or sober.
But there will always be a certain moment when the mask and the true heart will collapse. If that day comes, you must open your eyes wide, look straight, face it, and find out your heart.
So, he was born again.
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(2018 is over, and 2019 will be a good start. Thanks to the encouragement of the book friends who accompanied me all the way, I have read all your messages, no matter good or bad, as long as it is sincere, I will accept it. I wish you all the best in the new year May all your wishes come true!)