Sun Di looked at him and said quietly: "If you want to see the foundation of the Tang Dynasty destroyed, and become a sinner for the ages of the Tang Dynasty, you might as well tell others what I just said, and I don't blame you for being ruthless." I am ignorant, just because my thoughts cannot be understood by the world."
"But, you want Mrs. Chu and her... aren't you fooling someone's life?"
Sun Di shook his head and smiled, lightly patted Tie You on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Although I believe that Master Chu has no ambitions, I have to be wary of others. If Zhuge Yue really marries her in the future, will King Qinghai still have to marry her?" Is your wife going to be my supervisor of the Tang Dynasty?"
The moon was shining brightly in the sky, and silver was sprinkled on the ground. The man turned and left with his head held high. The voice came from a distance, with a trace of unspeakable desolation, "How can a woman's kindness be tolerated on the road of an emperor? Go, let me go alone..."
The shadow of the moon is tilted, the autumn wind is blowing past, and the autumn leaves of the phoenix trees are everywhere, which is the color of tranquility.
Miheju is still cold and cold, but now it has become the most popular place in the entire Jinwu Palace, at least there are living people walking around, while other places are said that even nocturnal birds are unwilling to fly down.
The Jinwu Palace suddenly quieted down, there were no more singing and dancing, no more banquets, no more Donghu dancers with honey-colored skin and blue eyes, and no more actors who sang all night long.
The entire palace became lonely, and even the nightingale tactfully flew away from the silent palace. The palace suddenly became so silent that one could even hear her own breathing while walking.
Everyone was living quietly, and it seemed that a little louder would startle the undead who had just died and hadn't dissipated.
The white flags and white damasks in the palace are like snow-white women's arms. In a vague way, the splendid prosperity and the extravagant wine and wine here not long ago flashed before my eyes again. However, in an instant, the dust returned to the ruins, and everything disappeared.
Everything is missing that person, including the continuous sycamore trees, the clear water and blue waves, every eaves and brackets, and every garden rockery.
The emperor just fell asleep and lay on Chu Qiao's bed. The child witnessed Queen Mother Yuan committing suicide that day, and hadn't had a good night's sleep for many days. At this moment, his little brows were still tightly frowned, as if he was also afraid in his sleep. King Rong was lying in the cradle beside him, but he was sleeping soundly, with the corners of his mouth curled up, very much like his father.
Chu Qiao sat in front of the window, not feeling sleepy at all, a white candle was burning quietly, the candle's tears were drooping, there was a hint of red under the firelight, like rouge rolling down from a woman's tears.
She was holding a thick stack of letters in her hand, the sealant was in good condition, and none of them had been opened.
Sitting like that, it has been more than two hours.
Sun Di's words echoed in her mind again, she turned her head slowly, looked at the two young children, looked at their familiar eyebrows and eyes, and couldn't help but feel at a loss in her heart.
"What a cunning guy." Chu Qiao smiled faintly, as if thinking of the man's crooked eyes, the flying eyebrows and the sly corners of his mouth when he said those last words.
This person is so wise and close to a monster, in the blink of an eye, he has almost counted all the people in the world. But why is such a person missing himself alone
Zhuge Yue will be very angry, what will he write in this letter? Will scold her angrily? Blame her? Or will he tell her earnestly
Maybe there will be, she suddenly remembered what he said to herself that night. At that time, the osmanthus tree was swaying gently, and the moon was shining brightly. He turned his head to look at her, with such clear and handsome eyes, and asked slowly: "The road has not gone to the end, maybe there will be other variables, are you afraid?"
At that time, the wind was so soft and the weather was warm, her sleeves were bulged by the wind, like a butterfly about to fly. At that time, she put aside all her worries, quietly chuckled and said that she was not afraid, and then he smiled gently. That was very rare, no embarrassment, no anger, no bickering, no dispute, he smiled at her from the bottom of his heart, then slowly lowered his head under the moonlight, and kissed her gently on her lips , with a strong hand around her waist, lips and teeth caressing her softness and fragrance, sucking the sweetness that has been longed for for many years.
For them, the years have already been lingering and severing, and their fate is empty and boundless, just like a raging wildfire that burns through the wilderness.
She slowly stretched out her hand, picked up the letter, and placed it on the candlelight. The flames ignited high, and the envelope was slightly curled and gradually turned yellow. The tongue of flame spread, and finally turned into black ash.
There are too many eyes in this dead palace.
When Sun Di came the next day, Chu Qiao had already washed and washed, she was wearing a deep red gold-woven solemn dress, with a gold lily placket hanging long on her chest, looking golden.
Sun Di glanced at Chu Qiao, seemed a little stunned, and after a while a smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "It seems that the girl has figured it out."
The woman sat on the main seat in the main hall, and the morning sun shone on her, giving off a light that people dare not look at. Putting on such a fine attire, the sharpness between her eyebrows and eyes did not diminish in the slightest, on the contrary she looked more graceful. She stared fixedly at Sun Di, with a cold voice, and said slowly, "Fortunately, I must not have disappointed Mr. Sun."
Sun Di's heart shuddered, but he still bowed his head calmly, "Young lady, you are serious."
Chu Qiao didn't say much, and waved her hand coldly, "I guess the adults already know what to do, and I will leave it to you."
"Yes, I will live up to my trust."
In the blink of an eye, the address had been changed, and Chu Qiao turned her head away, even finding it difficult to sneer.
Sun Di hesitated for a moment, then tentatively said, "After three days, it will be an auspicious day."
"Three days?" Chu Qiao slightly raised her eyebrows, "Isn't it too late?"
"It's okay, the Minister will urge the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Industry to step up preparations."
"What about the imperial decree and edict?"
Sun Di smiled slightly, and said very complacently: "Miss, have you forgotten? The edict that the late emperor gave to the princess of the princess has not yet filled in the honorary title. As long as you make a little modification, you will be done. There is no error in time, after all, it was written by the late emperor himself. Book, the officials will be more convinced, and with the girl's current power, no one would dare to speak out against it."
"Heh, you are very thoughtful." Chu Qiao said calmly.
Sun Di's back suddenly went cold, and he said in a deep voice, "The minister will go down and get ready."
"Yeah." Chu Qiao nodded lightly, looking quite tired.
Sun Di hurriedly turned and left. Just as he was about to step out of the room, a very plain voice suddenly came, and the woman said flatly, "This is the last time."
Sun Di's feet froze for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw that Chu Qiao had already stepped into the inner hall.
Is it an auditory hallucination? He frowned tightly.
The autumn day was high and the sky was clear and blue. Sun Di suddenly smiled freely and raised his face to look at the sky. In a vague way, he seemed to see that man who was also a gentleman and a friend looking at him with a smile.
"You must be happy when I do this. Even if you put on a sacred and inviolable sense of justice on your face, you must be happy in your heart." Sun Di took a deep breath and closed his eyes quietly.
It doesn't matter if you hate me, as long as you keep Li Tang's blood, everything is worth it.
On the fifth day of October, Jinwu Palace issued the last emperor's edict, canonizing the beautiful general Chu Qiao as the imperial concubine, in charge of the palace seal, and promised the world that as long as a prince is born in the future, it will be canonized as the queen of the Tang Dynasty.
Because the signing date was three months ago, when Li Ce was still alive, Chu Qiao became the only woman who was promoted to empress concubine right after she was canonized, and everyone in the world knew what kind of marriage it was. It is impossible for this beautiful imperial concubine to conceive Li Ce's child again in her whole life, so in this life, she can only be an imperial concubine.
The canonization ceremony was scheduled for three days later, and the whole city of Tang Jing was covered with black curtains, and the Ministry of Rituals also rushed to make the first black phoenix robe in the thousand years of the Tang Dynasty. Officials from all over the place prepared their gifts in a hurry, and the post roads were full of galloping post horses, heading for the capital in the distance.
Everyone is waiting for this ghost marriage three days later, the eyes of all countries are focused on it, and the world is once again startled by this woman. Because everyone knows that this is not just an imperial concubine, but the real master of Datang in the next ten years. This Daxia woman who was born as a slave in the past finally climbed to the pinnacle of power step by step by virtue of her legendary encounters.
When Yan Xun knew the news, he was entertaining distinguished guests in the palace, Feng Zhi walked over quietly, whispered a few words in his ear. His face changed suddenly, the wine cup in his hand tilted, and half a glass of grape wine spilled on the black robe.
The rough guest smiled slightly, and asked inquisitively, "What's wrong with the king?"
Yan Xun suddenly smiled, shook his head and said: "An eagle that I have raised for many years has just flown away. I am really sorry to disturb your envoy."
"It turned out to be a bird." The guest laughed loudly, "Yanbei has a vast land and abundant resources. In the future, if Your Majesty conquers Daxia again, the world will be under your control. You don't need anything. But since Your Majesty likes eagles, I will immediately send someone to Capture the first-class war eagle and present it to the king, I wish the king a smooth journey to the east and victory!"
Lang Lang's laughter suddenly came from Shuofang Palace, and echoed far away on the Yanbei Plateau.
The world is so vast, fate is really like a sharp arrow that goes forward, once it is shot, there is no room for turning back.
That night, Yan Xun took his entourage up to the Nada Palace in the Sunset Mountain. The palace looks like floating clouds and is beautiful. He sat in the fairyland-like deep palace of the sea of clouds and did not come out for a long time. The sun was setting little by little.
The spirits passed through his throat, and his vision blurred little by little. His vision was no longer sharp, and it became a little hazy. There was no one around him, so he could allow his mind to take a break for a while.
"Ah Chu, marry me."
"Um… "
"I will always be nice to you."
"I will always trust you."
"Ah Chu, when the war in the east is over, let's get married."
…
"Ah Chu, all the storms are over, and we are still together."
Everyone will change, we will not change.
We, will not change...
A burst of low-pitched laughter came from the Yunhai Palace, Fengzhi was slightly taken aback, and turned his head to the side, but only smelled the lingering aroma of wine. In the past, His Majesty didn't drink alcohol. Ever since that person left, alcohol has become a must-have here.
Thinking of that person, Feng Zhi suddenly felt sour on the tip of his nose.
In the end, there are two sad people, scattered around the world, living on the tip of a knife, and no one can have real peace.
The wind in Yanbei is gradually getting colder, and winter is coming again.