I am a person who is good at escaping, or to put it nicely, I am a person who is good at making myself happy, how to live happily. For me two days ago, forgetting Liu Che and everything in the imperial capital was happiness, but the departure of Yan Li may have awakened the memory in my heart. After weighing the two, when I think of happy things, I also recall many things. What a beautiful past.
My relationship with Ah Che is a bit complicated.
His father is my mother's younger brother, and my father is his mother's elder brother. I am one year older than him, so he should call me cousin. After my mother died of illness, his father inherited the throne. I'll give you a minute to sort out the relationship, and then we'll move on to the not-so-good past.
Suddenly I remembered the magic stick who once promoted "Tathagata God's Palm" to me. In fact, his words were not completely false. For example, he said that I have the appearance of a king. If no one had obstructed it back then, even if I wasn't the empress of Chen Guo, I should have been the crown prince.
My mother is the seventeenth empress of the Chen Kingdom, Empress Yanxi. She met my father Li Lan when she was thirteen years old. Since then, she can no longer tolerate other people. My mother said that because I met that person, no matter how good other people are, they will just let it go. She can severely hurt all those who admire her, just to fulfill a person's complete happiness - I am always inferior to her... She is a very proud person, decisive, decisive, and against all odds, she established my father as Fengjun , even though he was just a lowly musician, even blind.
Ah Che said he loves me, just like his father loves my mother deeply, but there are still some differences. He is my cousin, but Uncle Huang and my mother are twin siblings, even though they don't look alike at all. The emperor's uncle Xiao's mother is handsome and elegant, and the queen mother's Xiao's father is decisive. It is said that my eyebrows and eyes are very similar to my mother, but I can also vaguely distinguish my father's elegant appearance. Ah Che is six points similar to the emperor's uncle, which is also the reason why he is not favored. Uncle Huang, in his eyes and heart, only sees people who resemble my mother.
I think Uncle Huang is quite pitiful. He deeply loves a person who cannot love and is destined to have no response, so he can only collect her shadow everywhere. It's not difficult to understand why he lost his composure when he first saw me, and then took care of me in every possible way, because in this world, there is no one more like her than me. It's not just appearance, but also blood relationship.
I still remember when I was fifteen years old, the emperor’s uncle visited the Imperial College, and I met the saint for the first time, he held my hand in surprise, asked me a lot of questions, and rewarded me with many treasures, which really scared me Jump. After that, I was summoned again and again, and finally attracted the queen's attention. In addition, the prince may have lost his mind, and somehow ran to the palace and told the emperor that he wanted to make me a princess—I swear that I never did. He hinted at any possibility. Uncle Huang probably wanted to take me into the palace too, but he didn’t expect the crown prince to take the lead. If he spoke again, he would be accused of stealing women from his son. closed for three months.
When I eavesdropped on this news, although I still didn't know my own background, and didn't know that the emperor was my uncle, neither the emperor nor the crown prince was someone I wanted to provoke. At that time, I only had my master in my heart. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to act first that day, cooked the rice with the master, and then ran away...
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop!
My whole life has been too ostentatious!
The people from the secret door wanted to arrest me and kill me. Judging from the information disclosed by Qiao Yu, the secret door directly belonged to the first family of Chen Guo, that is, the emperor, queen, and prince. Those who wanted to arrest me were Prince, the one who wants to kill me is one of the empresses.
At that time, I believed that it was the queen who sent someone to kill me, because I not only "seduced" her husband, but also "seduced" her son. When I arrived in the imperial capital and inquired about it, I realized that things were far from as simple as I imagined.
If it was only my problem, how could it possibly shock Chao Gang, the master dignified prime minister was put under house arrest in the palace, and even the crown prince was not allowed to walk around at will.
It was only after sneaking into Mo Wei's residence at night that I found out that he is a real scumbag—he was the first person to know my true life experience, but he endured ten years without opening his mouth.
With a gold-painted fan across his chest, he smiled coquettishly. "What do you think is that jade tablet that your adoptive father left you?"
The jade token left to me by my adoptive father, he only said that no matter how difficult it is, I can't take it. Later, I handed it to the master and never touched it again.
Mo Wei said: "When Empress Yanxi, that is, your mother, was carving the jade seal, she cut out a square inch from the Heshibi and carved it into a jade tablet to present to Mr. Lan, as a promise to stand by each other for a lifetime. As for the jade badge, anyone who has seen the jade seal, who really knows jade, can tell the history at a glance. There is no second piece in the world."
So, that night, I, a wild child without father and mother, was suddenly told that your mother is the queen and your father is Feng Jun. You could have been the emperor, but someone stole you away, which made you mad Mother, your father passed away shortly after he became a monk. It was a miscalculation that you didn't die long ago. Now it's time to make up for it...
After a moment of silence, I asked him, "Then who was the one who took me away?"
"It's your adoptive father." Mo Wei tapped on the table and said, "But the person who ordered him was the queen. This is the queen's biggest mistake. She shouldn't find someone who has been favored by Mr. Lan, a good person with a conscience. ..." Mo Wei sighed softly, "When I heard you describe your adoptive father, I knew it in my heart. Although I have never experienced that era, I have heard a lot. There are thirteen personal guards in the palace, known as eagles. They are all masters who have been honed through life and death. Although the current empress was only a concubine back then, she had a father who was powerful in the government and the public. He secretly united a large number of civil servants and military officials to surround Empress Yanxi while she was pregnant and waiting to give birth. If Empress Yanxi hadn't died of a dystocia in the past because she was weak and out of breath, the palace change would have been inevitable. Don't blame your adoptive father, he has no choice. If he doesn't take you away, someone else will do the same. And others will kill you, so he can save you. The serious injury on your adoptive father was caused when he was besieged by the Eagle Group."
I leaned my back against the wall and listened to what he said for a long time, and my mind gradually became clear, and the pictures flashed by, as if I saw the scene of the year with my own eyes.
Heh... Men and women are equal, so in terms of defense against the throne, there are twice as many enemies. Mother... This strange title, but has mother ever thought that it is not the younger brother who is full of desire for power, but the younger brother and sister...
My uncle and his queen, one loves beauty, the other loves country, but unfortunately neither of them should love.
"The current situation is that the emperor and empress have found out about your life experience. The emperor wants to abolish the crown prince and return the throne to you. But the empress naturally refuses. Our majesty loves you too much, and the empress loves the position of authority again——Feng Prison Emperor , Your Majesty is critically ill, and the sky in this imperial capital is about to change." Mo Wei was filled with emotion.
"What about my master?" I asked anxiously.
"There have been the Qing Party and the Royal Party in the middle of the court. The Qing Party pretends to be high and can be used, while the Royal Party is the queen's best friend. Dongli wanders between the two parties, and he can grasp the balance. But now that your life experience is exposed, the Queen will naturally Call him your 'Li Party'." Mo Wei shook his head and sighed, "That's why I don't like politics, and I always divide into cliques, and the emperor and the courtiers. The queen can't move him now, after all, his prestige is in the hearts of the people. , but you will never let him go. Xiao Yuer, I know you have no intention of being emperor, but someone will always take your altar, tell me, what are you going to do?" He looked at me with interest, like an excited The spectators can't understand my grief and indignation at all...
With a sneer, "I have no soldiers and no soldiers, and I am alone. What can I use to fight her? At worst, let her let my master go!"
Mo Wei was not very happy. "Silly girl, you don't have soldiers, won't you ask someone to borrow them? You don't want this country, there are plenty of people who want it."
I raised my eyebrows and asked suspiciously, "Who?"
"There is a person who has been keeping a low profile for many years..." Mo Wei held the folding fan and tapped his chin lightly, his eyes flashed, as if he was looking forward to it, "If you don't make a sound, you will be a blockbuster!"
I sneered and said, "Since it's about keeping a low profile, how did you know about it? Now that you know about it, it's not necessarily so clever to keep a low profile."
"That's wrong." Mo Wei retorted, complacently saying, "Except for me, no one else can see it. If you think of me, Mo Wei, push forward three hundred years and backward three hundred years..." I You slapped him on the mouth and blocked his disgusting words in his throat.
"Tell me who it is."
He blinked, removed my hand, bent his slender eyes, and said with a smile: "Sixth Prince, Liu Che."
The name Liu Che has long blurred my face in my mind. I vaguely remember that it was a young man who was very close to me. He looked like his emperor's father, handsome and unparalleled. When he was young, he always liked to follow me. Peek at me without noticing. As an unfavored prince, his status in the Imperial College is very low, he is a typical punching bag, his grades are also average, he will not be named and criticized by name, and he is not the object of praise. When the master talks about Liu Che, he is always "well-behaved, so-so "Eight words.
It's hard to imagine that he will be the only prince who has the ability to subvert the queen's regime, as Mo Wei said for five or six years.
What I didn't expect was that besides being my cousin, he was also my cousin... Mo Wei didn't lie to me when he said that the royal family's marriage relationship is very complicated.
The emperor is critically ill, the princes are ready to move, and the sixth prince Liu Che is not favored by anyone. Under the dark clouds in the imperial capital, there is a rare peace.
Before going, I asked Mo Wei—are you sure he will help me
Mo Wei said with a smile: "I don't know if he will help you, but he will help Dongli, as long as Dongli is willing to help him. Once he ascends the throne, you will be fine - he knows very well, you alone With the power and title, it is impossible to compete with him for the throne."
So, when I went to see Liu Che that night, I was not doing it for myself, but as the spokesman for my master.
The moonlight is clear and bright, the young man with a weak crown is elegant and elegant, he burns incense and tunes the plain qin, and the song "Spring River Flowers and Moon Night" is so peaceful that no trace of murderous intent can be heard. I thought he would play ambush or something...
The last note rested on his fingertips tremblingly. He looked up at my hiding place and said with a smile, "Come out." Are the strings safe?"
I choked and walked out of the shadow, "That's because I don't know the rhythm."
I'm a person who doesn't understand the rhythm, and the accent is out of tune. Sometimes I'm unreliable, and sometimes I'm out of tune.
The young man's eyes are slightly rounded, the slender pupils are scheming and deep, and the round eyes are full of innocence. His eyes make people feel soft when he looks at them. He is dressed in a moon white gown against his appearance. Who can believe him He raised three thousand dead soldiers in his hands-as expected, people are not judged by appearances.
I sat down cross-legged opposite him, he handed over a cup of tea, I took it and put it aside, and heard him call me softly: "Sister..."
It seemed that he understood everything.