Zongzheng Wuyou and the Ninth Prince led the 7,000 Xuanyi iron cavalry and rushed non-stop for several days. The first army arrived at Wucheng. As soon as they entered the city, everyone was talking about retreating the enemy.
People say that this is a miracle, not so much the miracle of 50,000 people defeating 300,000 people, but the miracle of a woman defending a city and even the entire country with her life. However, the city was saved, but the woman disappeared, and no one knew where she went.
"Reporting to the emperor, I saw the house where the empress entered, and within half an hour, when I brought the doctor into the house to check the pulse of the empress, the empress disappeared! I ordered the whole city to be under martial law, and searched everywhere. Still can't find the empress."
Zongzheng Wuyou stood blankly in the room where she used to live, looking at the pool of bright red blood on the ground at the door, feeling in a daze that the blood in his body was rapidly congealing. He went through all the things here, but he didn't find a single word she left behind.
Xiang Wu knelt behind him and reported everything about the empress that happened these days.
Zongzheng Wuyou didn't say a word. His eyes were full of anxiety, and his expression concealed panic, but he remained motionless as if he had lost his heart and soul. He would rather that she abandon everything when she is in danger, as long as she protects herself and comes to him safe and sound. It's a pity that she knows everything, except she can't escape.
The Ninth Prince was stunned, and single-handedly singled out hundreds of thousands of troops, which has never been heard of since ancient times, but she, a woman, did it! However, to Seventh Brother, what she tried to keep was not as important as herself. He sighed and comforted: "Seventh brother, don't worry, Seventh sister-in-law will be fine. Maybe she is just too tired and wants to find a place to rest for a few days."
Zongzheng Wuyou didn't speak, and after a while, he suddenly asked: "Emperor Qiyun is really dead?"
Xiang Wu was taken aback for a moment, and thought for a while: "This... I'm not sure, I'm too far away, I only saw him wearing a dragon robe, which was the costume of Emperor Qiyun, and after he fell off the stone platform, Emperor Qiyun's The soldiers panicked into a ball, it doesn't seem to be fake."
Zongzheng Wuyou frowned even tighter, this matter might not be that simple. Who is Emperor Qiyun, who is hundreds of feet away, how could he be shot so easily without dodging? Could it be that siege is just a means, and she is his goal? Thinking of this, Zongzheng Wuyou was startled, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he turned around and said: "Immediately post a list, one hundred thousand taels of gold, and find the whereabouts of the imperial concubine. Send someone to secretly investigate in the territory of Qiyun Kingdom. God is dead or not."
Xiang Wu Lingzhi was about to push it out when the Ninth Prince asked, "Where is that girl Xiao Ke?"
Xiang Wu said, "Your Majesty asked Miss Song Xiao, her deputy, to return to the palace. Why, Miss Xiao didn't go back?"
The Ninth Prince's expression changed suddenly, "I haven't heard any news of her returning to the palace."
Xiang Wu was startled and said: "Vice General Yao didn't return to the city either, could it be that something happened to them too?"
The Ninth Prince panicked, and said to Zongzheng Wuyou: "Seventh Brother, I will immediately notify the News Pavilion in the building to find out the whereabouts of Seventh Sister-in-law and Xiao Ke." After finishing speaking, he ran out quickly without waiting for a response.
Xiang Wu retreated, Zongzheng Wuyou was the only one left in the room. He looked at the bed that had no temperature, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out. Approaching the bed, he raised his hand to caress the sheet she had been lying on, clasped his hands tightly, and called out "Aman" from his heart. He regretted letting her go, whether she wanted to or not, it was safest to keep her by his side.
The sun in early summer is not hot enough, but this land already reveals the impetuousness of summer.
In a small and extremely ordinary carriage, Man Yao suddenly felt his nose sore and his heart suffocated.
"Rong'er, what's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing her frowning slightly, the people around her suddenly raised their hands to hold her chest, and hurriedly asked. His voice was extremely gentle and slightly nervous. He stretched out his hand, and as soon as he touched her, she dodged like a poisonous snake and beast. He said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you. Where are you taking me?"
It had been six days since she was taken away from Wucheng, and the man beside her was naturally Emperor Qiyun who she thought had been shot to death by an arrow. Unexpectedly, he was so cunning that he found a substitute to take off her defenses, and he had already taken advantage of the chaos to sneak into the city and hid in her room, only waiting for her "victorious" return after being exhausted physically and mentally.
Her inner strength was sealed, her eyes were covered by a thin black cloth, she couldn't see anything, and she didn't bother to remove it, because she didn't want to see the man beside her at the moment.
Emperor Qiyun's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his hands. He didn't answer her question, but sighed sadly, "Rong'er, do you hate me that much?"
"Yes, it's very annoying." She gave him a very positive answer, her face was indifferent, and the disgust in her expression and tone was extremely obvious.
Emperor Qiyun's face turned pale suddenly, and there was a dead silence in his ice-gray eyes, and he coughed violently. The sound of coughing became more and more rapid one after another, with heavy panting, heard in her ears, as if a dying person was about to cough out his heart and lungs. These days, this is the voice she hears the most.
The carriage stopped, and little Xunzi raised the curtain, came in quickly and handed Emperor Qiyun a black-painted pill, "Your Majesty, please swallow this soon." After speaking, he looked at Manyao in a blink of an eye, his eyes complicated, and his tone seemed to be pleading It seemed to be complaining, "Princess, I beg you not to be angry with the emperor. You will regret it sooner or later. The emperor is not what you imagined. He has never been sorry to you. If there is no emperor, you think you can live to this day." ?"
"Shut up! Cough, cough, cough...you are not allowed to talk too much, get out." Emperor Qiyun was displeased, and rarely got angry. Little Xunzi cried out unwillingly: "Your Majesty..."
"I told you to go out. Cough cough..." Seeing that the emperor was angry and coughed again and again, little Xunzi hurriedly stopped, sighed and left.
Manyao turned her head, but she couldn't see Emperor Qiyun, she could only hear his coughing and panting as if tearing the heart and lungs, she frowned slightly, for some reason, unconsciously, there was a faint unease in her heart. What did little Xunzi mean by what he said? Why would she regret it? He said that without Emperor Qiyun, she wouldn't be able to live today, but if it wasn't for Emperor Qiyun, how could she have suffered so much? Even if Emperor Qiyun was kind to the real Princess Rongle in the past, what does it have to do with her? She is not Rong Le, she is just Man Yao. she thought so. My heart is at peace.
The coughing gradually stopped, Emperor Qiyun didn't speak again, just leaned against the carriage, his eyes were gentle and complicated, and he kept looking at her face. She felt his gaze, turned her face away, a little uncomfortable. I always feel that getting along like this is so weird that it makes people tremble.
The carriage took a remote path, probably because she was pregnant, the carriage was not traveling fast, and every time she passed a city, she would stay in an inn for one night, and someone would cook a bowl of anti-fetal medicine for her.
She couldn't understand what kind of person he was? Why can he treat the same person so cruelly when he is cruel, and so considerate when he is considerate? His mind was like a pool of deep water, which was hard to fathom. She didn't know when he would give her a hard blow again, to harm her child? Or use her as a bargaining chip to blackmail her beloved man? No matter what kind it is, for her, she cannot tolerate it, so no matter how good he is to her, she will not be grateful to him.
On the night of the border town, she went to an ordinary inn, and finally she couldn't bear the fatigue and drowsiness of many days, and fell into a deep sleep.
The man who opened the door approached slowly, sat down gently by the bed, and carefully removed the black cloth in front of her eyes. Looking at the face that appeared in his sleep every day, the usual gentleness and elegance on his face receded, his eyes were intoxicated, and there was sadness in his eyes. He dared to take off the black cloth only when she was fast asleep. He was afraid of the way she looked at him when she was awake, the strong hatred and disgust, like a steel knife, piercing the intestines, piercing the deepest part of her heart, even better than that day on the city wall, when he witnessed her towards that A sharp arrow shot mercilessly by the man wearing his clothes. This was what he expected, however, his heart was still at that time, along with that arrow, was shattered.
Rong'er, you would do anything for him, but why are you... always so cruel to me alone
He asked her silently in his heart.
"Your Majesty." Little Xunzi in night clothes walked in lightly, pulled the black cloth on his bottom, and called out in a low voice.
Emperor Qiyun didn't raise his head, and asked casually: "How is the situation?"
Little Xunzi replied in a low voice: "Your majesty did exactly what he expected. Fortunately, we went in time and were one step ahead of them. Now the empress dowager is sending people to look for you. The Southern and Northern dynasties also sent many people to investigate the news. There are people checking, if you don't want the empress dowager to find us, then our token can't be used."
Emperor Qiyun nodded, all of this was expected, he lightly ordered: "According to the original plan, go and prepare a few sets of coarse cloth clothes, and go on the road in disguise."
Little Xunzi agreed, and said again: "But your majesty, your medicine...is running out."
Emperor Qiyun paused for a moment, and asked, "How much is left?"
Little Xunzi said worriedly: "According to the normal dosage, I'm afraid it won't last for two months."
Emperor Qiyun frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and then said: "In the future, the ingredients for decoction will be halved, and then changed from once every three days to once every five days."
Little Xunzi said in surprise: "How can this be done? Your body... Alas! Your Majesty, is it really worth it for you to do this?"
Emperor Qiyun's ice-gray eyes were filled with ashes-like silence. He stared at the woman lying peacefully in the bed, and said with a wry smile: "I'm already half buried in the earth, why do you care about these things? You can arrange it." Bar."
Little Xunzi had no choice but to back out and close the door for him.
Emperor Qiyun sat back on the side of the bed, wanted to shake her hand, but was afraid of waking her up, so he finally gave up. He looked at those hands, which were almost as pale as his own, and suddenly he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to save her at the beginning, and if they died together at that time, would they be able to avoid what happened later? Unlucky
Early in the morning of the second day, when Man Yao woke up, the sky was bright.
She opened her eyes and saw a woman standing in front of the bed. She only glanced at it, but didn't take a closer look, so she frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The woman smiled softly, put a set of coarse clothes in front of her, and said: "Rong'er, get up and change, we should go."
Man Yao's hands that supported him to get up suddenly froze, turned his head in surprise, and stared at him, this "woman"...is actually Emperor Qiyun? ! She was startled, she didn't expect him to be a majestic emperor, pretending to be a woman, he looks so beautiful, it is extremely beautiful.
"You... why are you dressed like this?" There was a trace of mockery in her puzzled eyes.
Emperor Qiyun acted as if he hadn't seen him, he just smiled gently and said: "It's an expedient measure."
A joke suddenly popped up in Man Yao's mind: "It turns out that Brother Qi is a great beauty!"
She froze for a moment, frowning, this sentence was a bit inexplicable, could it be Rongle's memory again? She stared at him again, although she was dressed in coarse cloth, she was tall and slender, with a handsome look in her elegant face. Suddenly, a vague familiar feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
"Did you wear it like this before?" She asked this sentence somehow, which was out of her consciousness.
Emperor Qiyun was slightly shocked, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder, "What do you remember?"
Manyao turned around abruptly, a little annoyed at her strange mood and words, what happened to her? What did his previous affairs have to do with her? ! He lowered his head and said indifferently: "No. You go out, and I will change clothes."
Emperor Qiyun stopped his movements, his expression darkened by the indifferent tone, he withdrew his hand, straightened up and took two steps back, turned around slowly, his chest heaved slightly, his eyes were fixed on the ground, and he said softly: "I, don't look you."
Man Yao grabbed the clothes and put them down again. Does he mean not to go out? Depressedly, she turned her head in the opposite direction, not looking at him, and did not make any movements, silently protesting.
Emperor Qiyun seemed to have expected her to come here, he suppressed the disappointment just now, turned his head and smiled softly, and said dotingly: "If Rong'er doesn't have the energy to change clothes, then I'll help you. "Speaking that the man had already come, Man Yao was very angry, took his clothes and slapped his hands away, gouged him fiercely with his eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "Turn around!"
Emperor Qiyun stopped, looked at her with a smile, and turned around obediently. Man Yao quickly changed her clothes, and the size of the clothes was just right, as if it was tailor-made according to her proportions.
After putting on her clothes, Emperor Qiyun pushed her into a chair and sat her down. She didn't know what he wanted to do, so she struggled and resisted.
Emperor Qiyun pinched her shoulders with his big hands, his tone was still soft, but with a faint warning, "Rong'er, sit still and don't move, I don't want to hurt you and the child."
Manyao immediately stopped struggling because of this gentle warning, she believed that this person would definitely do what he said. Angrily staring at the gentle and seemingly harmless man in the bronze mirror, she turned her head away angrily.
Emperor Qiyun smiled indifferently, with a bit of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and wrapped her hair with his hands, the silvery white hair was flowing with soft luster between his fingers, very much like their once gone forever time. He gently combed the hair with his slender fingers, and then tied it up. Although his movements were a bit clumsy, he was serious and careful. After tying up the hair, he picked up a piece of blue cloth, wrapped it all up, tied a knot on the side, and the two corners hung down, giving it a special charm.
He took another small box, which was divided into many small compartments, which were filled with gel creams and powders of different colors, and he used some between his fingers to smear on her face.
He bent over, his face was very close to her, and the breath of the two could be heard clearly.
Man Yao's body was slightly stiff, and she always wanted to avoid the scorching breath coming towards him, but his jaw was tightly held by him, so she couldn't move, so she had to let him move. Unable to struggle, she didn't want to look at him, so she simply closed her eyes.
It took him a full quarter of an hour before he stopped and glanced at his masterpiece with satisfaction.
Man Yao opened her eyes and stared at the completely unfamiliar face in the mirror. It was a face without any aesthetic feeling at all, but it was not ugly. live. It turns out that the disguise technique without a human skin mask can be so perfect. She raised her hand and tried to wipe it off her face, but nothing could be wiped off.
Emperor Qiyun watched her movements, put away his things with a smile, and dragged her out. Little Xunzi was already waiting outside.
This time passing through the bustling market, he didn't touch her acupuncture points again, maybe because Yi Lerong didn't worry about others recognizing her, or because he had a warning beforehand, knowing how much she cared about the child in her womb.
There are many pedestrians on the street, and the carriage is moving slowly. Manyao heard someone talking outside, saying that Zongzheng Wuyou offered a huge reward to find her whereabouts, and led people around to look for her like crazy. Because of her restless appearance, he was very anxious. With her current appearance, even if she was said to be the imperial concubine of the Southern Dynasty, no one would believe her. She had tried various methods to send the message, but no matter what she sent, it was eventually sent back to her by Emperor Qiyun himself, and the person she chose to deliver the letter, without exception, let him Killed.
She was imprisoned by his side like this, like the Monkey King in the hands of Buddha Tathagata, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find his Five Fingers Mountain. She couldn't help being extremely frustrated. She was already a healthy person, but after such tossing, she became more and more exhausted, and she wanted to fall asleep after walking a few steps.
"Rong Qi, what exactly do you want?" In the carriage, she leaned against the carriage board in extreme fatigue, glared at him angrily and desperately, called him by his name once, and questioned him loudly.
Emperor Qiyun leaned against her in the same posture, with the same tiredness in his eyes, staring at her fixedly, he didn't make a sound, only coughed occasionally.
Stop and go, more than 20 days, they are still on the road, I don't know who they are carefully avoiding? She is really too tired, such restless suspicion and defense day and night, endless battle of wits, she is tired, and he is also tired.
Why not, showdown.
She said: "Brother Huang, I still call you Brother Huang. I want to ask you, is my use value really that high? So high that you don't hesitate to use 300,000 troops as bait? If you catch me, what will happen?" What do you want to do?! You might as well say it, don’t waste each other’s time. You and I are brother and sister. If I can do it, it’s because of your dedication to take care of me and the child in my belly these days. I'll think about it. If it violates my bottom line and I can't do it, then even if you kill me, I won't fulfill you. "
Emperor Qiyun looked at her stubborn eyes, his eyelashes drooped and raised again, his ice-gray pupils moved, and asked softly: "Then Ronger, tell me, where is your bottom line?"
She said angrily, "You know."
Emperor Qiyun frowned and raised his eyebrows again, "Zongzheng Wuyou? Are you afraid that I will use you to threaten him?"
"Yes." She replied firmly.
His pupils shrank, his lips trembled slightly, and he felt his blood surge up. It's always like this, knowing that it's impossible, but always wanting to hear a negative answer. He turned his head, clenched his fist against his pale lips, coughed a few times, and spoke again, his voice was like a cold wind passing through a shabby Xun, his lowered eyes were dim and difficult to read, "He is so important in your heart." Did you? You would rather die than get hurt? Why?" The question of why was a difficult question.
Man Yao said: "Because he is my husband, the father of the child in my womb, and the only man I love in my life. I can live for him or die for him."
only love? She said: The only love!
There was a sudden pain in his heart, and there was an emotion in his eyes—sorrow, a kind of sorrow from the depths of his soul, as if he had been abandoned and betrayed by the whole world. But he was still smiling, like spring water in March, gentle on the surface, cold to the bone. He lowered his head and opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound for a long time. Finally, in a cough, he spit out a vague sentence: "Are you sure?"
"Yes." Another affirmative answer without hesitation.
And the ending sound of the word "yes" was drowned in his sudden and intense coughing.
Man Yao looked at him bent over, lowered his head and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to cover his lips, as if trying to suppress his coughing, but it was of no avail.
His hair fell down over one side of his face. The thin shoulders kept trembling due to the suppressed cough, and the obvious outline of the skeleton on the back was very clear. Only then did she realize that he seemed to be much thinner than three years ago. Suddenly, a drop of bright red blood dripped on the car floor and splashed around his feet, Man Yao was taken aback, frowning in doubt, she didn't seem to say anything that irritated him too much, why was he so excited that he vomited blood? She pursed her lips. For this man, she really didn't want to soften her heart. She even thought viciously, if he just died like this, would she be free and could go to see her worry-free right away
She thought this in her heart, but for some reason, she said: "I'll call Xiao Xunzi." After she finished speaking, she sighed.
"No need." She just got up, and he grabbed her hand. His strength was still great, and her fingers were pale, reflecting her pale skin. His was the same, pale as a ghost. While dazed, he raised his head slightly and asked with difficulty: "Rong'er, so you still worry about me."
When Man Yao heard this, she immediately shook off his hand, wanting to say: "Who will worry about you." But before she could say anything, when she raised her eyes, she met the bright red marks at the corners of his eyes, her body trembled, and her ass was shocked Sitting on a soft couch covered with mats. That blood... didn't flow from his mouth, but... it flowed from his eyes!
So weird! She stared blankly at that thin cheek, pale facial skin, lined with two bloodstains hanging from the corners of his eyes, and his ice-gray eyes were covered with a faint blood mist, which made people tremble with fear.
She had seen too many bloody scenes, but this was the first time she saw blood and tears streaming from her eyes. She immediately turned pale, and her heart was filled with fear. She couldn't tell what she was afraid of
Seeing her looking at his face with such an expression, Emperor Qiyun couldn't help touching the corners of his eyes, facing the redness in his hands, his eyes changed a few times, but smiled at her, and said as if nothing happened: "scared you."
Man Yao pursed her lips tightly, without making a sound.
Emperor Qiyun panted steadily, sat up straight again, his eyes were fixed on the bright red blood on the floor, without focus. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Rong'er, are you sure... he is really the happiness you want in this life?"
Man Yao told him with his eyes that he was sure.
Emperor Qiyun leaned back on the carriage board behind him, slowly closed his eyes, his hands were hanging by his side, and squeezed bit by bit.
Manyao looked at his exhausted face and stopped talking. Will he be tired too? She felt as if no matter when she opened her eyes, he was awake, and she almost wondered if he had slept for so many days? Or was he so alert that even if she opened her eyes it would wake him up
Seeing him closing his eyes and not moving for a long time, she thought he was going to fall asleep, and that this conversation would end without a problem. Just when she was about to close her eyes and rest, Emperor Qiyun said again without warning: "Okay, I will grant you. But I have a request, you help me fulfill a wish, the only wish in my life that belongs to me, Then, I will let you go."
Manyao asked: "What wish?"
Emperor Qiyun opened his eyes, there was a hazy and obscure light in his eyes, no expression could be seen, "Accompany me to a place, incognito, and live a life of ordinary people."
She frowned slightly and hesitated a little, can she not agree? She seems to have no choice!
"Where? How long will it take?"
He said: "You will know when you go. As for the time, maybe five months, maybe half a year."
"No. Half a year is too long, and I don't have that much time." She didn't know how long her body could last. After half a year, she might not be able to see Wuyou for the last time. As for her child, she wanted to hand it over to him with her own hands, and told him to love their child very much.
Emperor Qiyun seemed to see through her mind, "Are you afraid that you won't see Zongzheng Wuyou? Don't worry, I will pay you back your time."
"Repay? How?" She had never heard that time can be repaid, unless he can detoxify her body. This poison of "destiny" might be caused by him. A glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in her heart, and she fixedly looked at his clear and gentle face.
Emperor Qiyun didn't speak again, and closed his eyes again.
"You..." Manyao wanted to ask, but before she finished a word, Emperor Qiyun gently interrupted her: "Rong'er, I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while, don't make noise."
His voice seemed to be piercing hard from the heart, weak and weak, but it blocked her so much that she had no choice but to stop.
When the carriage entered Qiyun Kingdom, one thing was being discussed everywhere: the death of the emperor, the empress dowager, who had been devoting herself to worshiping Buddha and never stepped out of the Cixi Palace, suddenly stood up, holding the imperial seal, and monopolized the government in the name of the emperor leaving no heirs . What is even more surprising is that several important ministers in the DPRK and China stood up to express their support. The Empress Dowager was in power, and issued a decree to offer a reward for the position of vassal king, to capture the unfilial son of the royal family—Rong Le alive, and avenge the emperor.
Therefore, Man Yao no longer dared to act rashly. And her stomach became heavier day by day.
The carriage traveled for another ten days, and stopped in a small village in the evening.
It was a beautiful village, close to the edge of Huidu, the imperial city of Qiyun Kingdom. The village was not big, with about a dozen families. There is a big river in the village, and an intricate long wooden bridge has been built on the river. Lotus lanterns of various colors are hung on the chains beside the bridge. At night, the lotus lanterns on the entire river bridge are lit up, colorful and colorful.
The villagers here are simple and honest, and they make a living by fishing. Sitting on the bridge to fish during the day, and taking a boat trip to the lake at night, life is so enjoyable and enviable.
Man Yao was helped out of the carriage, standing on the river bank, looking at the surrounding scenery, she suddenly felt a little familiar, as if she had been here before.
Emperor Qiyun has changed back to men's clothes, although he is no longer dressed in brocade clothes, but he was born a king that day, and his elegant and noble temperament cannot be concealed by the coarse cotton clothes. He also changed his appearance for himself, but the strange thing is that she seemed to have seen his appearance after the disguise, as if after coming out with him this time, she unconsciously developed a vague familiarity with his behavior .
She was wearing a sarong with blue flowers on a white background, and her hair was wrapped in dark blue cloth. With this ordinary face, although she had an extraordinary temperament, most people would not think too much about it.
"Young master is back?" Seeing them from a distance, an aunt in her forties immediately greeted them happily, with a sincere smile, "The house has been tidying up, waiting for you to come back. It's all right now, ma'am, this time Will you come back next time and not leave?"
lady? Man Yao frowned, and looked at the man beside him suspiciously.
Emperor Qiyun smiled gently and politely: "Thank you Sister-in-law Yu. We will probably stay here for a while when we come back this time. Xunzi." He winked at little Xunzi, who took out a piece of gold and handed it to Sister-in-law Yu. He said politely: "Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Yu, this is our... Young Master's thank you gift."
"Oh, I can't do this, take it back quickly." Aunt Yu hurriedly refused, "I just went to sweep the dust and wipe the dirt in the past few years, and it didn't take much effort. How could such a heavy courtesy be needed! Young Master We can’t use up the money we send people every year, and this time we can’t accept anything. You just came back, and it’s getting dark, so don’t start a fire tonight, come to my house and have a bite. It’s a good dish, just don’t dislike it.”
This sister-in-law Yu is a sincere person. Emperor Qiyun smiled politely: "Don't bother Mrs. Yu, I'll let Xunzi go to the restaurant at the entrance of the village to buy some food and go home. Rong'er is heavy, so she has to go back to rest earlier." The lower abdomen, the expression on the face seems to be the joy and happiness of being a father.
Man Yao frowned, and had to admire this person's extraordinary skill in disguise. But at this moment, Emperor Qiyun put away all his majesty, facing ordinary people, he did not have the posture of an emperor at all, he was like an elegant hermit, humble and easy to get along with.
Aunt Yu followed her gaze and said happily, "Oh! So Madam is pregnant, so I have to congratulate you, Young Master and Madam! Think about it, you have been married for several years, how many children are these?"
How many years have you been married? Rongle and Emperor Qiyun? On June day, Manyao felt a sudden chill in her heart, which completely froze her. She was confused, what kind of relationship did Rong Le have with her brother? How to make people more and more confused
Emperor Qiyun glanced at her indiscriminately, smiled at Mrs. Yu, and said, "Just this one." As he spoke, he took the gold ingot from Xiao Xunzi's hand and put it in Mrs. Yu's hand, and said, "Do you still want this one?" Here, I want to ask you a favor."
Mrs. Yu smiled shyly, and said, "If you need me to do something, just tell me, my lord."
Emperor Qiyun said: "That's right. Rong'er has been in a bad temper since she became pregnant. I took her out this time to relax. The old people in the family don't know. If anyone asks, please tell them that we are your distant house." Relatives, come to join you."
Aunt Yu smiled knowingly, presumably there must be a conflict between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and the young couple came out to avoid it for the time being. Sure enough, the big family has a lot of right and wrong! She patted her chest cheerfully, and said with a smile: "It's easy, leave it to me. Don't say it's someone else asking, even if someone from the yamen comes to investigate, I can handle it."
Emperor Qiyun thanked him, held Man Yao's hand, and said softly, like a considerate husband, "Rong'er, let's go, we're going home."
Manyao resisted and wanted to break free from him, but Sister-in-Law Yu tried to persuade him with an experienced tone: "Master is such a considerate person! I hope Madam will cherish the blessings. Husband and wife must work together to live a happy life. Go back soon. Come on, don't be tired while pregnant, if you need my help, just ask Xunzi to come over and say hello."
"I… "
"Rong'er, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it when we get home. Be obedient." Emperor Qiyun didn't give her a chance to speak, and dragged her away.
Aunt Yu looked at Man Yao's back from behind them, shook her head and sighed, "Oh, this lady is really, she is not satisfied with such a considerate husband, and she has to make trouble. I don't know why she left suddenly six years ago, which hurt her so much. My son is sad alone..."
Man Yao walked slowly, listening to Yu Yu's words, and was shocked in her heart. She frowned, with more and more doubts in her heart, and more and more uneasiness. The relationship between Rong Le and Emperor Qiyun seemed to be more complicated than she imagined. Aren't they siblings
The chaotic melancholy is like a ball of hemp, the more you reason, the more chaotic you are, and your head hurts from thinking about it.
Emperor Qiyun took her into a simple but unique courtyard in front of the bamboo forest at the east end of the village. Her eyes lit up, and she saw lush flowers and plants in the courtyard. Gather the entire small courtyard in the center. In the courtyard, white double-petalled hollyhocks, which are half the height of a person, are in full bloom. They gather together and are prosperous like a brocade. Walking on the stone road in between, a refreshing fragrance of flowers hits the face with the wind, blowing away the troubles.
"After six years, this ginkgo tree hasn't changed at all, but these flowers have grown so tall." He looked around with misty eyes, with nostalgia, and a faint tone of disbelief in his tone. Wen was sad, and finally his eyes fell on her, leaving only a gentle and doting smile, "Rong'er, do you like it?"
Man Yao's body froze suddenly, and a blurry image flashed in her mind. She seemed to hear someone saying: "Brother Qi, I like these ginkgo trees. Let's build a house here? Wait until autumn, when the wind blows Blow, the yard is full of golden ginkgo leaves, it must be beautiful!"
"I don't like purpose. I think hollyhock flowers are very good. In summer, the whole yard will be in full bloom, a piece of holy white..."
"Brother Qi..."
Her head hurt again, as if it was going to explode, she held her head in her hands, squatted down, and suddenly didn't want to hear those words. Why did the more memories she had, the stronger the uneasiness in her heart
"Rong'er, what's the matter? Is your head hurting again? Xunzi, hurry up and make some medicine." Emperor Qiyun hurriedly picked her up, walked into the room, and let her go to bed.
She grabbed her hair with her hands, but she couldn't stop the violent pain. Her head was so heavy that she couldn't support it, and she couldn't think. She grabbed his arm helplessly, digging in with her nails.
The pain in his arm didn't make Emperor Qiyun frown, he looked at her with pity, and let her leave bloody fingerprints on his body one after another, without saying a word.
I don't know how long it took, she was tired, so tired that she didn't even have the strength to pinch him, she collapsed on the bed, and it was difficult to catch her breath.
Emperor Qiyun turned around and went out, and soon came back with a medicine bowl in his hand. He blew on it, helped her up, and handed the medicine to her lips. The bitter smell of the medicine and the pungent smell rushed straight at her. She frowned and turned her head away, instinctively wanting to refuse.
"Drink it, and the headache will stop. Rong'er is good." He coaxed her like a child.
Manyao stared at his hand holding the medicine bowl, a little dazed, it was three men who were constantly entangled, they all hurt her, and she was never greedy, just wanting a love is enough.
She took the medicine bowl and drank it breathlessly, it was really bitter. Handing back the medicine bowl, she caught a glimpse of his sleeve slipping off when he raised his hand, and there was a wound cut by a sharp knife on his pale wrist, which was still bleeding blood before it could be treated in time. A pathetic straight line slid down from her eyes, and she clearly smelled the bitter smell of medicine laced with fishy smell.
She was startled, and looked up at him tremblingly, "Is there... your blood in this medicine?"
Emperor Qiyun was startled, his eyes flashed, but he didn't answer.
Man Yao froze, she actually drank his blood? ! She suddenly felt a surge in her stomach, and the smell of blood lingered on the tip of her nose for a long time. She leaned over and retched, blushing in pain. She was thinking, why would he put his blood in the medicine? Could his blood cure the poison of "destiny" on her body
Emperor Qiyun patted her back, waited for her to calm down, then handed her a glass of water, took her to finish drinking, and said with a gentle smile, "Go to sleep after taking the medicine." After that, he helped her lie down and covered her. Thin quilt. Although it is already June, the weather here is not too hot.
After finishing all this, he went out with the bowl.
Man Yao tilted her head, looking at his thin back, she couldn't tell what it was like.
How should this person be treated? She no longer knows.
He opened his eyes and looked at the roof, and murmured in his heart: "Brother Huang, what kind of person are you? Why put me to death, and at the same time save me with your own life?"
With so many conspiracies and tricks, she doesn't understand what he wants to do. If he had the ambition to dominate the world, then how could an ambitious man who only had power in his eyes come to such a village with a woman to build houses, grow flowers, and plant trees? If he had no ambition, then why did he use her everywhere to invade Lintian Kingdom and push her to a dead end? If he knew that she was no longer the real Rong Le, what would he do? Will he still save with blood? Or simply strangle her.
With countless questions, she fell into a deep sleep under the influence of the medicine.
They lived in this village for four months. During these four months, Emperor Qiyun treated her very well. Except for not letting her go, he would follow her and take care of her in everything else she wanted. in every possible way. But his cough became more and more serious, not only the corners of his eyes were bleeding, nosebleeds were also common, but her drowsiness was relieved.
The few months of being together day and night, his caring and carefulness, made her no longer be sarcastic to him as before, at least she could talk calmly, it had nothing to do with forgiveness, it was just a helpless temporary compromise, for both herself and the child in her belly.
In the fall of this year, the yard is covered with golden ginkgo leaves, paved with layers, forming a beautiful landscape in the autumn morning light.
Conceived in October and gave birth once. She welcomed the birth of her child amid anxiety and joy.
The heart-piercing pain tore her body sharply, and she was so exhausted that she couldn't even cry out. She wanted to give up several times and just fell asleep like that. And the man she hated and hated couldn't be driven away no matter how much he sat next to her, holding her hand tightly, the palms of both of them were soaked in cold sweat.
Tired and powerless, she gradually dozed off her eyes, and the midwife hurriedly shouted: "Don't sleep, don't let her sleep, she won't be able to wake up from this sleep. If you try harder, her head will come out soon."
But she was so tired and had no strength.
Emperor Qiyun turned her face in a panic, "Rong'er, wake up, don't sleep."
"I'm so sleepy." Her weak voice was like misty dust, quickly dissipating.
Emperor Qiyun anxiously said: "No matter how sleepy you are, you can't sleep. Don't you want to see him? I've already sent someone to inform him. If you want to see him, you have to persevere. And the child... Your patience these past few months is not worth it. Is it for this child?"
"Child? Yes, my child..." She opened her eyes wearily, a gleam of light lit up her dim eyes, she reached out to grab him, "Who did you just talk about? He? Is it... Wuyou?"
Emperor Qiyun nodded, "Yes."
Man Yao's face brightened, "Really? You... You didn't lie to me?"
"I'm not lying to you." Emperor Qiyun's infinitely pitiful and sad eyes made her begin to believe his words. Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes. God knows how much she missed Wuyou these days. She kept thinking about it, always thinking about it, and never stopped. Every time a child kicks her, she wants Wuyou to share the joy of conceiving life with her. She hopes that when the child is born, the person who will accompany her and give her strength is Wuyou.
Emperor Qiyun gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling extremely bitter in his heart.
Manyao regained consciousness, and the tearing labor pain came again. She clenched her teeth, grasped his hand desperately, pinched her nails hard, and with the last strength in her body, she cried out, "Ah—"
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud cry of a baby, and she walked through the gate of hell, paralyzed on the bed powerlessly. Sweat drenched her hair and clothes, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
"It's a boy." She heard the midwife say this to Emperor Qiyun.
She smiled gratifiedly, whether it is a boy or a girl, as long as they can live safely.
Emperor Qiyun gently wiped the sweat off her face with a cloth towel, looked at her pale and tired face, and asked nervously, "Rong'er, are you okay?"
She glanced at the genuine worry in his eyes, nodded her head slightly, raised her hand with difficulty, and said to the child weakly: "My child... hold me here, and show me."
Emperor Qiyun took the child and put it beside her. She looked at the child. The eyes of the newborn baby could not be opened, and the whole face was wrinkled. It was impossible to tell who it looked like. She reached out and touched the child's face, and the child cried even harder with a "wow". As a new mother, she was at a loss when faced with the crying of her child.
Aunt Yu who came in to help smiled and said, "A baby is going to cry when it's born. The louder the cry, the more promising it will be in the future. Listening to the cry of this child, it will definitely be great in the future."
Manyao looked at the child's cute face, touched his soft little hands, the joy and happiness of being a mother for the first time filled her heart. Child, this is her and Wuyou's child! There was a sincere smile on her face that she hadn't seen in a long time, joyful and happy. What would Wuyou look like when he saw this child? Thinking of him looking for her everywhere, she felt distressed.
Mrs. Yu asked, "What's the child's name?"
Manyao said casually: "I haven't taken it yet, wait for his father to take it."
Mrs. Yu said with a smile, "Then, please get one quickly."
Emperor Qiyun's body froze slightly, his eyes were gloomy, looking at the child, his heart was surging. How wonderful it would be if this was his child! Unfortunately, he was destined to never have a child of his own. Hearing the child's cry, he frowned slightly, and said to the midwife: "Take the child to the room over there, Rong'er is tired, let her have a good sleep first."
"No, I want to see him more." Man Yao reluctantly touched the child's hand, as if afraid that he would lose sight once he let go.
Emperor Qiyun said: "You rest first, when you recover, you will have time to hug him." Regardless of her obstruction, he picked up the child and handed it to Mrs. Yu.
Sister-in-law Yu smiled and said, "Master is really considerate, Madam is so lucky." After speaking, she left the room with the midwife, and gently closed the door, leaving space for the two of them.
Man Yao lay down powerlessly, her whole body was limp, but she was not sleepy at all. Previously, she was worried that Wuyou would choose to sacrifice the child in order to save her life. Now that the child is born, she can't wait to see him.
"Did you... really send someone to notify him?" She asked tentatively, still a little unbelievable, Brother Huang tried his best to bring her here to hide his name, would he really let Wuyou find her? Or did he devise another conspiracy? "Then when will he arrive?"
Emperor Qiyun saw her looking anxious and hopeful, his heart ached, and he looked down at his hand, there were no more, no less, five bright red blood marks on the pale skin. His eyes that were deep and emotionless in the past were gradually stained with sadness, but he pretended to be relaxed and casually asked: "Is Rong'er so impatient? Are you having a good time these days?"
Man Yao glanced at the wound on his hand, she was slightly sorry, but she didn't say sorry to him.
She said lightly: "It's not that life is bad, but that the people around me are wrong. A peaceful and peaceful life has always been what I look forward to and yearn for, but the premise is that I live here willingly, instead of being imprisoned and coerced by others."
The gentle smile on Emperor Qiyun's lips was concentrated, she thought for a while, and then said: "I am not the one in your heart."
"Then who are you?" Emperor Qiyun asked again: "How do you know you are not?"
Man Yao couldn't answer, she couldn't tell him that she was not from this world, in that case, maybe she would be burned as a monster.
Emperor Qiyun stared fixedly at her drooping eyelids, and after a while, he stood up, "You have a good rest." After speaking, Man Yao called out to him, "Brother Huang."
He paused and turned around.
Looking into his eyes, Man Yao asked, "Did you inflict the 'destiny' poison in my body?"
"You can...take it as it is." The ice-gray color in Emperor Qiyun's eyes gradually spread from a point in the center of his pupils, and now it has occupied his entire pupil, looking lifeless.
Is it really him? I don't know why this man would poison his beloved woman like this? Since her memory was to be sealed, why did she have to remember it now? He seemed to be a contradictory person, his behavior and his feelings were always in conflict with each other, she couldn't figure it out. Ask again: "Can you really solve it?"
Emperor Qiyun pondered for a while, and said thoughtfully; "Maybe, maybe...can't."
What is this answer? "Is it possible? Or can't it be?"
"I have no idea."
"You!" Man Yao was speechless, didn't know? Then he said he would return her time
She was annoyed that he was teasing her, giving her hope and disappointing her. She didn't want to say anything more, turned over, turned her back to him, and stopped talking to this man.
Emperor Qiyun sighed silently, and was about to turn around and go out.
"Ah! Who are you? You, you, you..." Aunt Yu's terrified cry suddenly came from another room. There was a clatter of footsteps.
Man Yao was shocked, and sat up abruptly, ignoring the discomfort of her body, she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but Emperor Qi Yun was slightly stunned and rushed out before her.
A large number of guards from the Royal Forest Army came to the door in neat steps and stood in two rows. When the leader of the Imperial Forest Army saw the emperor coming out, he hurriedly led the crowd to kneel down and pay homage.
Emperor Qiyun's complexion changed, it was under her nose, although she was concealed, she was found after all!
Manyao put on her clothes and stepped out of the room, but the child in the next room had disappeared, Yu Yu and the midwife fell to the ground, stunned by the situation outside. Man Yao scanned the outside and saw no one holding the child, so she hurriedly asked, "Where is the child? Where is my child?"
Madam Yu tremblingly said with lingering fear, "I was taken away by a... a man in black and masked."
Masked in black? Man Yao leaned on the door frame, unable to think in her mind. She turned her head and stared at Emperor Qi Yun fiercely, her eyes were anxious and hateful, "Is this your purpose? With five months and three hundred thousand Dajun’s life, exchange a child as a bargaining chip to contain me and Zongzheng Wuyou to achieve your ambition of fighting for world hegemony? What did you say that you told Wuyou to come to me, what did you say that the poison on my body might be cured... It’s all a lie Yes, you lied to me! You give back my child, give me back my child!"
She rushed up and grabbed his skirt, as if wanting to strangle him to death.
what to do? what to do? She kept asking herself in her heart, if she couldn't save her life and lost her child, what face would she have to see Wuyou
Emperor Qiyun stood there firmly, allowing her to vent the hatred in her heart. Looking at her almost crazy angry face, the resentful eyes born of anxiety and resentment, he opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. Looking at her who was so strange, his eyes seemed to have been delayed, shattered inch by inch. He once thought, for a woman like her who keeps calm and rational all the time, how can someone who cares make her go crazy? He once hoped that one day her crazy gaffe would be because of him, even if it was hatred.
The commander of the imperial forest army said: "Princess, don't panic. Your child has already been taken back to the palace by the people sent by the queen mother. When you enter the palace, you will see him naturally. Your majesty, princess, please!"
Manyao was taken aback, Queen Mother? The queen mother who doesn't need anyone's greetings, eats fast and chant Buddha in Cixi Palace all day long? She has been in Qiyun Kingdom's palace for three years, and she has never seen her.
Why did the Queen Mother order people to take her child away? Also, how did the Queen Mother know they were here? Didn't she think that brother Huang was dead? He also officially issued a national funeral, issued a decree, offered the throne as a reward, and captured her alive to avenge the emperor's brother. If it is only to investigate her, it should be investigated in the territory of Lintian Kingdom, how could it be found in this place
She frowned, her thoughts were a little confused, and she forced herself to calm down. Think about it, there are only two possibilities. First, the queen mother knew that the emperor's brother was not dead, so she stood up to preside over the state affairs under the guise of the funeral and ordered her to be arrested;
"Get in the carriage." Emperor Qiyun's tone was indifferent with a slight tremor, and after he finished speaking, he went to the carriage that the Queen Mother ordered to prepare for them.
What should come will come eventually, and it cannot be stopped.
Seeing her standing still, the commander of the imperial forest army said again: "Princess, please."
Manyao had no choice but to follow in the car, and the mighty team set off, gradually drifting away under the shocked and astonished gazes of Sister Yu and the villagers.
Just an hour after they left, the sound of horseshoes splashed on the river bank in this quiet village, and dozens of black horses galloped over, stopping at the gate of the small courtyard covered with golden ginkgo leaves. The leading man was dressed in black brocade, with a handsome face, but he had a demon-like evil and cold aura, which made people tremble to the bottom of their hearts when they saw it. He jumped off the horse first, and went straight into the house before his feet touched the ground.
The room was in a mess, the naked quilt was overturned on the ground, and there was no one in the room!
Zongzheng Wuyou looked at the two big basins of bloody water and some blood-stained cloths in the room, his heart suddenly trembled, and he stood there frozen, unable to move.
Leng Yan looked around and came over to report: "Master, there is no one in the room. It seems that he just left, and the stove is still hot."
It took more than four months for Wuyinlou to find out the news, and at that time, he received another anonymous letter. He hurried quickly, but he was still a step late.
where did she go Whose blood is this? "Quickly go to the surrounding villagers and ask what happened here?" Before he finished speaking, someone outside asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Aunt Yu poked her head at the gate of the courtyard and saw that these people seemed to have a lot of background, so she asked a little cautiously.
Leng Yan hurriedly went out and asked, "Sister-in-law, do you know where the people in this house have gone?"
Mrs. Yu said: "They were picked up by people from the palace. Those people called you the emperor. I knew that they were not ordinary people, but I didn't expect him to be the emperor. Oh, who are you? What is the emperor doing?"
Leng Yan had a rare patience, "We are their friends. Do you know what happened here? Why is there so much blood?"
Mrs. Yu smiled and said: "Oh, that, Madam just gave birth, and I haven't had time to drain the blood. It's strange, logically speaking, Madam should be a concubine. Why do those people call Madam a princess?" Woolen cloth?"
Zongzheng Wuyou's body shook, did he die? He turned around and walked out quickly, with unconcealable tension in his deep eyes, he asked, "Is your lord safe?"
When Aunt Yu saw his face, she was stunned. Be good, there is such a good-looking person in this world, and he is a man! But... His eyes, like two sharp knives, stared at her a little nervously.
Aunt Yu stepped back unconsciously, feeling an inexplicable fear in her heart. Seeing that she was too scared to speak, Leng Yan frowned and said patiently, "Sister-in-law, you don't have to be afraid, we're just asking about it." What about them. Tell us what you know."
Aunt Yu hesitated slightly, and secretly looked at Zongzheng Wuyou out of the corner of her eyes, and saw that although his aura was fierce, it was obviously caring and nervous, not like a bad guy. Only then did he carefully reply: "Oh, safe, both adults and children are fine. He is still a boy, and his crying is loud."
Peace is good enough! Zongzheng Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried, the child was fine, but the poison in her body... He asked again: "Then where did she go?"
"He was taken back to the palace."
Zongzheng Wuyou furrowed his brows, and his eyes immediately darkened. Aunt Yu was taken aback for a moment, this man's face changed as soon as he wanted to
Zongzheng Wuyou turned back and went to the house to put away her clothes with his own hands. There was her smell on them, a faint fragrance. With the loose white cloth in his hands, he looked around the room where she had lived for four months. In the last few months of pregnancy, he was not able to take care of her by her side, even when she gave birth to a baby. At the critical moment, he didn't stay by her side, how hard it must have been for her! Just looking at the two big basins of blood, one's heart is already jumping with fear.
"Master, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go." Leng Yan reminded, Zongzheng Wuyou calmed down, "Go search and see what they can leave behind?"
"yes."
After searching around, a guard found a thick booklet in another room, "Master, I only found this."
Leng Yan took it over, glanced at it, and said in shock: "It's a heavenly book!"
Zongzheng Wuyou was taken aback for a moment, took it over and flipped through a few pages, detailed topographical maps one by one, with concise and concise labels, the advantages and disadvantages are clear at a glance, and the most suitable strategies for each terrain are also noted beside it. It really is the scripture left by Ren Daotian! It turned out that this book was in the hands of Emperor Qiyun, no wonder he marched so fast, as if he had entered the land of no one. He closed the book, narrowing his phoenix eyes, why did Emperor Qiyun leave such important things in this place
He went out with doubts and got on his horse.
"Walk."
The horse raised its hooves and neighed, and galloped away at the same speed as when it came, leaving only a large cloud of dust.
The palace of Qiyun Kingdom, the residence of the Empress Dowager, Cixi Palace.
In the main hall, a tall lacquered gold Buddha statue hangs a benevolent smile, looking at the expressions of the common people in the world with a smile as if to save all sentient beings.
In front of the Buddha statue, a beautiful woman was sitting cross-legged on a soft futon, about forty years old, dressed in plain white robes, with a beautiful face and fluffy black hair. The years did not leave too many traces on her face, only a few shallow lines at the corners of her eyes, marking the vicissitudes that are almost invisible. This person is the biological mother of Emperor Qiyun, the empress dowager who is now in charge of the government and holds great power.
Holding a Buddhist bead in her hand, she sits quietly on the futon, her eyes are slightly closed, and her face looks kind and peaceful.
"Empress Dowager, the Emperor has come to see you." The close maid came in to report, the Empress Dowager remained expressionless, without opening her eyes, and said calmly, "Let him in. You all step back."
"Yes." The maids withdrew, and Emperor Qiyun walked in slowly. He stopped seven steps behind her, without saluting.
The Empress Dowager was still in the same sitting position, her expression remained the same, she only slowly opened her eyes, the look in those eyes was completely different from the kind expression on her face, with courage and sharpness that ordinary people could not match.
"Kneel down." The voice without warmth gave the order directly.
Emperor Qiyun frowned, lifted his clothes, and knelt down on the spot.
The Queen Mother asked without turning her head: "Do you know where your mistakes are?"
Emperor Qiyun was no longer as gentle and refined as usual, and said expressionlessly: "I don't know."
"You don't know? What's wrong with you these past few years? Not only do you not want to take revenge, but you also fight against Ai's family everywhere. If Ai's family doesn't find you today, do you decide to never return to this palace and leave it to Ai's family?" A corpse?" The queen mother got up and turned to look at him, her face suddenly stern and her eyes sullen.
Emperor Qiyun looked past her and looked at the Buddha statue in front of him. His eyes were motionless, and there was no emotion on his face. "The empress does not need to be angry. In fact, what the empress cares about is not whether the son returns to the palace or not. The son , and I don’t want to fight against my mother, but my mother let me come to this world and gave me the mission of hatred. However, whether those hatreds are repaid or not is of no practical significance to me. Because it can’t change my Destiny. And my fate, before I came to this world, was already decided for me by my mother."
The Empress Dowager's eyes changed slightly, and the hand fiddled with the Buddha beads paused for a moment. The beads tightly pressed by her fingers exuded a distant and dark light, as if the eyes of destiny were doomed in the dark, and wantonly included all the people in the world. head. She slowly walked a few steps in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "Revenge is meaningless, so what is meaningful? They made you suffer from illnesses for so many years, and you were unable to carry out your grand ambition of unifying the world. Are you not very happy?" ?"
Emperor Qiyun's eyes slowly lowered, looking at the ground turning coldly under his knees, the dusty color was reflected in his eyes. If hatred can change fate, then he can work hard to hate for what he wants. However, the saddest thing in life is that you don't know what is the meaning of coming to this world? Is it just to wait for death to come? He used to have great ambitions, to sit on the top of the country, to share the world with his lover, but unfortunately, his fate cannot be controlled by others.
He raised his eyes, and the empress dowager's stern gaze was directed at his eyes, and he didn't avoid it at all, and suddenly stood up.
The Empress Dowager's complexion darkened, and she reprimanded: "The Ai family didn't let you get up."
Emperor Qiyun glanced at her indifferently, turned a deaf ear to her scolding, and said as if nothing had happened: "My son is tired and wants to go back to the palace to rest, so I won't disturb the queen mother's self-cultivation." After he finished speaking, he turned around, and the queen mother cast a cold gaze behind him, Staring at his back, Emperor Qiyun suddenly turned around again, met her eyes, regained his usual gentleness, and said with a smile: "Look, Yi Erchen, the Empress Mother's Buddha... don't matter if you don't read it, if you want to feel at ease , Buddha, I can’t help you. Oh, and also, the mother must send the child to my bedroom within three days, otherwise... "
The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows and said, "Otherwise what?"
Emperor Qiyun said: "Otherwise, don't blame me, and don't think about the relationship between mother and child."
The Empress Dowager suddenly laughed, the smile at the corner of her mouth could not conceal the anger and hatred in her eyes, she raised her chin, "Why are you disregarding affection? The Ai family would like to hear it."
Emperor Qiyun looked deeply, and said: "The queen mother seems to have forgotten that I am the emperor of this country."
"Emperor?" The queen mother laughed and said, "Didn't the emperor already die in the battle in Wucheng? The Ai family and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty jointly sent the funeral for the emperor."
Emperor Qiyun smiled coldly, "So what? If I stand up now, can anyone not recognize me as the emperor? Even if some ministers do not recognize me, but I don't believe it, all ministers can deny my conscience as the only one of the royal family blood, willingly succumbed to the authority of a woman."
"You!" The Empress Dowager frowned, she was obviously angry but tried her best to hold back, she said in a tone of hatred for iron and iron, "Qi'er, is this what you are good for?! You have disregarded filial piety for a woman, and repeatedly rebelled against you!" Aijia, do you remember how hard it was for the empress to help you sit in this position? Are you going to repay Aijia like this?"
Emperor Qiyun frowned slightly, "My mother helped me to sit on the throne. Is it for me, or for my mother yourself? I think my mother knows best. My son thinks that in the past twenty years, what I have done for my mother has already been done. Enough."
"You," the queen mother narrowed her eyes, "the Ai family gave birth to you into this world..."
Emperor Qiyun's eyes sank, and he cut off suddenly: "I would rather my mother never gave birth to me in this world!" His voice was so cold, so cold, his gray eyes were heavy with pain, extremely sad.
The Empress Dowager was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with frowning eyes. Emperor Qiyun took a deep breath, trying to calm down the surge in his chest, and said in a cold tone: "Queen Mother, please rest, and my son will leave." After saying that, he turned around and left. Did not look at the Queen Mother.
The Empress Dowager looked at the lonely shadow cast by his departing back in the dim sunlight at the end of autumn, with complicated emotions in her eyes.
In this world, everything is lacking, except that there is no lack of hatred.
She put away the prayer beads in her hand, turned and walked into the back room.
It was a room where it was impossible to tell where the walls were and where the windows were. A candle lamp in the room was covered by a thick lampshade, and the meager candlelight could only faintly reveal the difference between the chair and the ground.
On the side wall of the room, there is a table with a plate of remnants of chess. The black and white pieces on the board are intertwined into a complex situation.