One Life, One Incarnation – Beautiful Bones

Chapter 73: Efforts

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The prince only understood at the age of five that in the year he was born, the kings outside the palace suspected the internal strife in the palace. But he was wronged too. The queen had no heirs, so she picked up the youngest and became the prince.

This is him, the cheap one picked up.

He understood this when he was five years old.

Don't fight, don't grab, don't grab, don't want to.

If the Queen Mother lets him do it, he does it, asks him to stop, he does it.

The prince was weak and took more medicine than food since childhood. The Queen Mother reprimanded him, holding the medicine bowl, standing in front of the palace gate all day and night, not daring to move, he was only seven years old at that time. Love birds, birds die, greedy fish swimming in the water, from the age of seven to sixteen, have never seen a fish again. The power of life and death, as well as the life of his little man, are in the hands of the woman who claims to be the queen mother.

He gradually ceased to be greedy, anything that has life.

Until I saw her portrait.

The daughter of the Cui family in Qinghe, the time is right.

The eyebrows are pretty, and they have to be pretty. The two eunuchs beside him bowed and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness, this is your future prince." He looked at the girl who was only ten years old in the painting, and wrote.

She was the only thing he was rewarded.

He was ecstatic, but he didn't dare to show it.

Since that day, I have received her portrait and a transcript of her daily life every month. She doesn't speak words, she only likes to read and paint. Reading books is strange and interesting. When painting, I only want to paint lotus lotus, lotus lotus? What is so good about Lotus? Xu is a little girl's taste, he doesn't understand, and he doesn't need to understand.

However, the lotus is really well painted.

Every time he copied, he couldn't get the essence.

Time is right, eleven.

She was among the apprentices of Xiao Nanchen Palace, but ranked eleventh. When he was seven years old, he was bullied when he entered the house. Later, he often hides in the library, without a trace all day. But like yourself, don't like to be in touch with others? No problem, you will be the most noble woman in this palace in the future. I definitely won't bully you.

After a few years of hard work and getting older, she has been taken care of by a group of seniors and sisters, and she has been favored by King Nanchen alone.

Collect world famous teas and collect music scores left by the previous dynasty.

Between King Xiao Nanchen and the destined prince and concubine, it is unclear or unclear.

On the day of the Queen Mother’s birthday, someone handed over the memorial of Xiao Nanchen’s rebellion.

This memorial has appeared every year, and has been suppressed every year. This year, there is an additional rumor about the prince and the princess. The queen mother raised her eyebrows toward the hall, threw the zipper, and sternly asked: which one played, which one stood up, if you can pull King Nanchen down, the hundreds of thousands of retainers will be yours.

No one dared to respond, all were chilling.

A joke, the young king of Nan Chen led the army and never failed.

The prince learned in the East Palace, but never spoke.

This puppet, in this position for ten years, has always been a dumb prince, who does not know

The Queen Mother is not afraid. The rebellion of the kings that day was caused by this little Nanchen King’s words:

"There is a change in the palace of suspicion."

If he wants this world, he has to hand in hand, so what's the matter with a mere princess. The Queen Mother said to the eunuch next to her, that the characters of this world are all giving each other a thin face. She let the Northwestern Jiangshan, no matter what, just ask for peace in his life, so that King Xiao Nanchen can stay in the palace dynasty, and be able to enjoy wealth and wealth for himself as a half-old person.

However, things are impermanent, and the Queen Mother suddenly died in the inner palace.

The crown prince banned the imperial city and was not allowed to inform the world. With the pen of the queen dowager, the first decree written was that the crown princess entered the palace to marry. On the same day, the Mizhao Qinghe Cui family entered the palace.

That day, Qinghe Cui passed through the palace gates and knelt outside the East Palace for two hours. There is half a foot of snow, the clothes are as wet, and the knees are already numb from the cold. Kneeling until midnight, the eunuch was introduced.

The prince of the East Palace, no one has ever seen him outside the palace. Qinghe Cui's father and son can be regarded as supreme honors.

The pale, but ink-eyed man on the couch, wrapped in a thick fox fur, looked at them for an hour.

Keep silent, drink water occasionally to moisturize your throat.

Nearly dawn, when someone brought medicine, his face was blurred in the steaming white mist, and Hajime coughed.

The huge East Palace was silent, and he was the only one who coughed.

Qinghe Cui's father and son kept kotting their heads, discussing how to use the eleventh as bait to conquer King Xiao Nanchen. The prince listened quietly, but was a little unhappy: "King Xiao Nanchen is the queen's master after all. The strategy you waited for... is too vicious. If the queen is told, how can I explain it?"

There was no succession ceremony, but he claimed to be me.

"Your Majesty..." Qinghe Cui's father and son kowtow, "Zhou's birth is a big problem, if you don't get rid of it, it will be difficult to determine the situation!"

He continued to lower his head to drink the medicine, his eyebrows were soaked in mist, not very clear.

This conspiracy finally trapped the little Nanchen King.

He came to himself as the prince and met the king for the first time, but he was in a dimly lit dungeon. He is a king, he is a minister, he stands in front of him, but he does not kneel on him.

At that time the prince, at this time the emperor.

Can get the world, but can't get him to kneel.

No wonder he, he is dead.

Wearing a heavy robe, he still couldn't stand the cold and dampness in the prison. For ten years in the palace, he worshipped the Queen Mother as a reward and drank poison every day. Now he has to hang on with medicine every day.

What he wants is just the only person he has been rewarded and possessed.

"I want you to recognize her as a righteous daughter of the day, because I want to change this country into a beautiful woman," he smiled coldly, and said to the dead man slightly self-deprecatingly, "I have a maximum of ten years of life. Ten years later, who in the world will dare to fight with you?"

"The mystery of your life experience is only known to the Queen Mother and I in this world. The Queen Mother is dead, and I won't say it. It's me, I'm sorry."

The night breeze dissipated the candle smoke.

He left, his life was buried, and he was still accused of conspiracy.

You are all forcing me.

If the queen mother wanted to perfect you and her, how could I poison the mother queen.

If you hadn't resisted the decree, how could I conspiracy to trap you? Once King Xiao Nanchen dies, who can take care of this world? No one can afford it. The lives are overwhelmed, and the people are displaced.

I don't want to, I don't want to, but I...

postscript

Emperor Dongling was trapped in the East Palace since he was a child, and was not able to see the light all day long. Later, he was assisted by the Qinghe Cui clan, and the captivator Xiao Nanchen, the leader of the Zheng Dynasty. The emperor hated King Nanchen for being into the bones because of the secrets of the crown prince, and gave the punishment of deboning.

King Xiao Nanchen was punished for three hours, but there was no wailing, and he refused to regret his death.

Later, he had to be buried heavily and was charged with treason.

After three years of ascending the throne, the emperor died suddenly. There are no children.

Jiang Yufei, Feijiang, the grass is full, and the six dynasties are like dream birds crying in the air. The most ruthless is Taicheng Liu, who still smokes ten miles of embankments.

The six dynasties have been exhausted, the enmity has gone, and Chang'an is still there.

When I missed the chance to see you in the past, in this life, you may make me real, and see you.