The Qiyun Kingdom Imperial Palace, the Xuanyuan main hall above the three high platforms, is majestic and majestic. In front of the hall and on the high platform, guards of honor are spread out gorgeously.
A phoenix chariot with golden gauze curtains hanging on all sides, the Empress Dowager Qiyun sat in it, with a dignified and elegant posture, and glanced at the man lying on the back of the chair beside her from time to time. The man was in his forties, extremely thin, with only skin and bones left. His originally handsome facial features now looked a little hideous and terrifying. He stared with deep hatred and deep worry in his eyes. Beside the phoenix chariot stood the Chief Eunuch of Cixi Palace.
In front of them, under the bright yellow canopy, Emperor Qiyun was wearing a dragon robe and an emperor's hair crown. The twelve crowns in front of the crown were unusually dense and long, covering his entire face. He sat on the dragon chair made of pure gold, with his hands resting on the armrests carved with dragon heads on both sides, motionless. Beside him stood his personal eunuch Xiao Xunzi.
There are no ministers of civil and military affairs around, only a few dozens of court ladies and eunuchs, and 3,000 black-clothed guards, separated on both sides of the one-hundred-thousand-strong army that is obliged to defend the country.
In November, the sky was cloudy and foggy, and the cold current rushed straight to people's necks, but they didn't feel cold, because under the high platform, there was a huge brazier, which was two feet square and about two feet high. The fiery red charcoal in the basin was burning fiercely, and among the red flames rising continuously in the wind, nine hundred and ninety iron nails one foot high were burnt red.
The court ladies and eunuchs standing on the high platform always backed away intentionally or unintentionally, thinking: If anyone accidentally fell into that brazier, he would be nailed to death if he wasn't burned to death. I'm afraid that even a corpse would not be recovered.
The wide square under the high platform is divided into two floors. On the edge of the stairs on the higher floor, two men riding on horses, wearing black cloaks and dark blue cloaks respectively, are hunting and flying in the howling cold wind. Inside are all golden armors exclusive to the emperor. Beating with the wind, clanging. These two were the Southern Emperor Zongzheng Wuyou and the Northern Emperor Zongzheng Wuyou who led the army to attack the imperial city. The two who used to have a deep hatred were now riding side by side on the horse. Although there was a distance between them, they looked strangely harmonious.
The two of them glanced around and did not act rashly. Ordinarily, there should be at least a hundred thousand soldiers and horses in this Qiyun country, but why, they have all entered the palace, but there are only three thousand guards here
Empress Dowager Qiyun looked at Zongzheng Wuyou and the army of nearly half a million people behind Zongzheng Wuyou and the others, stretching for several miles with no end in sight.
Those soldiers followed the emperor to break through and cut off the generals, coming in blood. Half a million people were so fierce that they seemed to drown the entire palace.
The Ninth Prince was riding on a horse in silver armor, with 20,000 archers behind him, all ready to draw their bows and arrows, aiming at the people on the high platform, and waiting for an order, they were about to kill Empress Dowager Qiyun, Emperor Qiyun and others. Thousands of arrows pierced the heart. And in this square, soldiers from the Southern and Northern Dynasties all came to it.
Faced with such a situation, the Empress Dowager Qiyun looked very calm, and said with a dignified smile: "It's rare for the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor to visit our court together. The Ai Family and the Emperor have been waiting here for a long time. I don't know if the scenery of our Qiyun Kingdom will Satisfy the two of you?"
Zongzheng Wuyou raised his hand, his phoenix eyes were evil and cold, he squinted his eyes slightly, he was too lazy to be polite to them. He only said coldly: "I am only interested in your heads. I will count to three, and if I don't hand over my wife, I will immediately order the arrows to be released! One, two..."
Empress Dowager Qiyun's complexion remained unchanged, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she looked sideways at the eaves. Just as Zongzheng Wuyou counted to two, two people suddenly fell from the curling eaves of Xuanyuan Hall. The two men had cloth strips stuffed into their mouths, their hands and feet were tied, and they were hanging upside down under the eaves. One of them was wearing a colorful phoenix costume, slightly worn out, with disheveled hair, and a burn scar on half of his face. The other woman was dressed in white, her hair was like snow, and her face was beautiful and beautiful. And below them was the huge brazier, and the flames in the basin were rushing wildly, as if they were going to devour everything.
A man in black was standing on the ridge of the roof, holding two ropes that were hanging the woman.
Zongzheng Wuyou and Zongzheng Wuchou's eyes changed, their brows twitched, and they looked at each other unconsciously.
Empress Dowager Qiyun smiled gracefully: "As long as Emperor Nandi is willing to let her die, just shoot the arrow."
Zongzheng Wuyou looked at the white-haired woman hanging upside down, his heart trembled, and he almost consciously wanted to rush over and take her down. Restraining the panic and impulsiveness, his face seemed calm and indifferent, but the slightly trembling hand holding the rein revealed the panic in his heart at this moment. He looked at the golden curtain, faintly felt the sharp eyes behind the curtain, then looked at Emperor Qiyun, and said in a deep voice, "You treat your sister like this?"
On the high platform, Emperor Qiyun, who was being accused, did not respond, and still sat upright, did not speak, and did not even move his fingers.
Empress Dowager Qiyun had a sneer at the corner of her mouth, glanced at the dragon chair in front of her, and saw that Emperor Yun's profile was pale and his eyes were open without blinking. Through the curtain again, she smiled at the heartache and panic that flashed in Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes. She couldn't help but secretly sighed, this woman really made a wonderful move, controlling three people with one person can be said to be a hundred talents. She looked at Zongzheng Wuchou again, but she couldn't see Zongzheng Wuchou's expression, only saw his expression was indifferent and his eyes were deep, she didn't know what he was thinking.
Zongzheng Wuchou looked extremely calm, glanced at Zongzheng Wuyou's hand holding the rein, deliberately ignoring the tension in his heart, and sounded calm: "Although she has white hair, it doesn't necessarily mean it must be her, You don't need to be so nervous?"
Zongzheng Wuyou glanced at him coldly, at this moment, he still had the intention to ridicule him! Zongzheng Wuyou pursed his thin lips, and snorted coldly: "I'm nervous about my wife, what does it have to do with you? Take care of yourself." He naturally knew that it might not be her, but even if there was a slight possibility, he Can't stand it either. Because he can't afford to gamble!
Zongzheng Wuchou frowned, of course he understood the implication of Zongzheng Wuyou, but if he could control his heart, he would not be here now!
A few months ago, on the night when Zongzheng Wuyou withdrew his troops, the prince and empress dowager of the Northern Dynasty disappeared mysteriously, and their whereabouts were unknown. Until one month ago, after the news of the missing Southern Dynasty queen, it was immediately reported that the Northern Dynasty Supreme Emperor and Empress Dowager were also in the hands of Emperor Qiyun. Is all this too coincidental? It was obvious that they were being lured here, but as for the conspiracy, the Zongzheng had no plans to be sure. But if it wasn't for her, why would he do such uncertain things? Anyway, Zongzheng Wuyou will definitely call. Wouldn't it be better for him to just be that fisherman
But after all, he was reluctant to part with her and wanted to do his part for her, even though she might not need it. Turning his head, he asked the man in black on the roof, "Chang Jian, have you thought about how to die?"
The masked man in black was his former personal bodyguard, and he had followed him through life and death. He had trusted him very much, but he never thought that such a person would betray him.
Chang Jian's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look directly into Zongzheng's helpless eyes. He lowered his eyes and said, "Your subordinate betrayed His Majesty, and you know that you deserve death. After today, if your subordinate is still alive, you can let His Highness dispose of you."
Zongzheng Wuchou said in a low voice: "It is in vain that I trusted you in the past, but you betrayed me. You really deserve death!"
Chang Jian lowered his head, grasping the rope tightly. Zongzheng Wuchou said again: "But because you were born and died with me, I will give you another chance. Tell me, where is my mother and Rong Le now? As long as you are willing to tell the truth, I will not only let the past go, And I will regard you as my confidant as before, and make you the commander of the Guards."
Chang Jian raised his head, his eyes moved slightly, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was struggling. He never wanted to betray the general who had lived and died with him. However, he didn't want the woman he liked to die, so he still chose to betray.
Manager Hu beside Empress Dowager Qiyun frowned, coughed twice, Chang Jian's expression was shocked, and he returned to normal, looking at the two hanging below, he said, "They are in my hands."
Zongzheng Wuji and Zongzheng Wuyou unconsciously glanced at each other, and Chang Jian's pause showed that there was a problem.
The Empress Dowager Qiyun spoke again, her voice was low but joyful: "Aijia heard that both the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor are world-class in martial arts. Aijia is very curious. You two... who is better? Why don't you have a fight. It's a matter of life and death. The winner will be determined, and the one who wins can choose to save the next person. How?"
Zongzheng Wuchou's eyes trembled slightly, and he fixedly looked in the direction of Empress Qiyun, with countless emotions flashing in his eyes.
The Empress Dowager Qiyun finished speaking, turned her head, and smiled at the man beside her. The brilliance spread on her face that had never aged, as if she had heard him say "I love her alone in this life" more than twenty years ago. He whispered in his ear: "How? This game is not bad, right? What do you think? The two of them... who will win? Who will lose? No matter who wins and who loses, this game is very exciting, you Say yes?"
That's right, the man next to her is the Emperor Zongzheng Fanhe of the Northern Dynasty. Hearing what she said, Zongzheng Yuhe's pupils opened, and the hatred in his eyes became more intense, as if he wanted to strangle this woman to death.
Empress Dowager Qiyun looked into his eyes, those eyes, once full of affection, deceived her feelings, and ruined her life in only three months. The smile on her lips was still bright, but her eyes were as cold as ice, "You don't have to look at me like that, I'm not afraid that you hate me, I'm just afraid that you don't hate me."
Zongzheng Fanhe hated her so much, but he couldn't open his mouth. He turned his eyes angrily, and didn't want to look at her again. He looked at the two brothers in the square, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Zongzheng Wuyou frowned, his phoenix eyes were deep, Zongzheng Wuchou just looked over, neither of them spoke or moved.
Empress Dowager Qiyun raised her eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "What? Do you suspect that the two of them were faked by the Ai family? Chang Jian, let go of the rope. The Ai family wants to see, they were burned to death, who is the heartbroken?"
Chang Jian's expression froze, and he put down a section of the rope in his left hand. The hair of the Queen Mother of the Northern Dynasty who was hanging upside down was scorched by the flames, emitting a burnt smell. And the intense scorching air baked her face, and it turned red in an instant, and the burning pain made her start to struggle violently, like a live fish being fried in a hot pan. He looked at Zongzheng's helplessness, resentful and angry.
Faced with such a situation, the Empress Dowager Qiyun looked very calm, and said with a dignified smile: "It's rare for the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor to visit our court together. The Ai Family and the Emperor have been waiting here for a long time. I don't know if the scenery of our Qiyun Kingdom will Satisfy the two of you?"
Zongzheng Wuyou raised his hand, his phoenix eyes were evil and cold, he squinted his eyes slightly, he was too lazy to be polite to them. He only said coldly: "I am only interested in your heads. I will count to three, and if I don't hand over my wife, I will immediately order the arrows to be released! One, two..."
Empress Dowager Qiyun's complexion remained unchanged, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she looked sideways at the eaves. Just as Zongzheng Wuyou counted to two, two people suddenly fell from the curling eaves of Xuanyuan Hall. The two men had cloth strips stuffed into their mouths, their hands and feet were tied, and they were hanging upside down under the eaves. One of them was wearing a colorful phoenix costume, slightly worn out, with disheveled hair, and a burn scar on half of his face. The other woman was dressed in white, her hair was like snow, and her face was beautiful and beautiful. And below them was the huge brazier, and the flames in the basin were rushing wildly, as if they were going to devour everything.
A man in black was standing on the ridge of the roof, holding two ropes that were hanging the woman.
Zongzheng Wuyou and Zongzheng Wuchou's eyes changed, their brows twitched, and they looked at each other unconsciously.
Empress Dowager Qiyun smiled gracefully: "As long as Emperor Nandi is willing to let her die, just shoot the arrow."
Zongzheng Wuyou looked at the white-haired woman hanging upside down, his heart trembled, and he almost consciously wanted to rush over and take her down. Restraining the panic and impulsiveness, his face seemed calm and indifferent, but the slightly trembling hand holding the rein revealed the panic in his heart at this moment. He looked at the golden curtain, faintly felt the sharp eyes behind the curtain, then looked at Emperor Qiyun, and said in a deep voice, "You treat your sister like this?"
On the high platform, Emperor Qiyun, who was accused, did not respond, and sat upright as before, did not speak, and did not even move his fingers.
Empress Dowager Qiyun had a sneer at the corner of her mouth, glanced at the dragon chair in front of her, and saw that Emperor Yun's profile was pale and his eyes were open without blinking. Through the curtain again, she smiled at the heartache and panic that flashed in Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes. She couldn't help but secretly sighed, this woman really made a wonderful move, controlling three people with one person can be said to be a hundred talents. She looked at Zongzheng Wuchou again, but she couldn't see Zongzheng Wuchou's expression, only saw his expression was indifferent and his eyes were deep, she didn't know what he was thinking.
Zongzheng Wuchou looked extremely calm, glanced at Zongzheng Wuyou's hand holding the rein, deliberately ignoring the tension in his heart, and sounded calm: "Although she has white hair, it doesn't necessarily mean it must be her, You don't need to be so nervous?"
Zongzheng Wuyou glanced at him coldly, at this moment, he still had the intention to ridicule him! Zongzheng Wuyou pursed his thin lips, and snorted coldly: "I'm nervous about my wife, what does it have to do with you? Take care of yourself." He naturally knew that it might not be her, but even if there was a slight possibility, he Can't stand it either. Because he can't afford to gamble!
Zongzheng Wuchou frowned, of course he understood the implication of Zongzheng Wuyou, but if he could control his heart, he would not be here now!
A few months ago, on the night when Zongzheng Wuyou withdrew his troops, the prince and empress dowager of the Northern Dynasty disappeared mysteriously, and their whereabouts were unknown. Until one month ago, after the news of the missing Southern Dynasty queen, it was immediately reported that the Northern Dynasty Supreme Emperor and Empress Dowager were also in the hands of Emperor Qiyun. Is all this too coincidental? It was obvious that they were being lured here, but as for the conspiracy, the Zongzheng had no plans to be sure. But if it wasn't for her, why would he do such uncertain things? Anyway, Zongzheng Wuyou will definitely call. Wouldn't it be better for him to just be that fisherman
But after all, he was reluctant to part with her and wanted to do his part for her, even though she might not need it. Turning his head, he asked the man in black on the roof, "Chang Jian, have you thought about how to die?"
The masked man in black was his former personal bodyguard, and he had followed him through life and death. He had trusted him very much, but he never thought that such a person would betray him.
Chang Jian's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look directly into Zongzheng's helpless eyes. He lowered his eyes and said, "Your subordinate betrayed His Majesty, and you know that you deserve death. After today, if your subordinate is still alive, you can let His Highness dispose of you."
Zongzheng Wuchou said in a low voice: "It is in vain that I trusted you in the past, but you betrayed me. You really deserve death!"
Chang Jian lowered his head, grasping the rope tightly. Zongzheng Wuchou said again: "But because you were born and died with me, I will give you another chance. Tell me, where is my mother and Rong Le now? As long as you are willing to tell the truth, I will not only let the past go, And I will regard you as my confidant as before, and make you the commander of the Guards."
Chang Jian raised his head, his eyes moved slightly, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was struggling. He never wanted to betray the general who had lived and died with him. However, he didn't want the woman he liked to die, so he still chose to betray.
Manager Hu beside Empress Dowager Qiyun frowned, coughed twice, Chang Jian's expression was shocked, and he returned to normal, looking at the two hanging below, he said, "They are in my hands."
Zongzheng Wuji and Zongzheng Wuyou unconsciously glanced at each other, and Chang Jian's pause showed that there was a problem.
The Empress Dowager Qiyun spoke again, her voice was low but joyful: "Aijia heard that both the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor are world-class in martial arts. Aijia is very curious. You two... who is better? Why don't you have a fight. It's a matter of life and death. The winner will be determined, and the one who wins can choose to save the next person. How?"
Zongzheng Wuchou's eyes trembled slightly, and he fixedly looked in the direction of Empress Qiyun, with countless emotions flashing in his eyes.
The Empress Dowager Qiyun finished speaking, turned her head, and smiled at the man beside her. The brilliance spread on her face that had never aged, as if she had heard him say "I love her alone in this life" more than twenty years ago. He whispered in his ear: "How? This game is not bad, right? What do you think? The two of them... who will win? Who will lose? No matter who wins and who loses, this game is very exciting, you Say yes?"
That's right, the man next to her is the Emperor Zongzheng Fanhe of the Northern Dynasty. Hearing what she said, Zongzheng Yuhe's pupils opened, and the hatred in his eyes became more intense, as if he wanted to strangle this woman to death.
Empress Dowager Qiyun looked into his eyes, those eyes, once full of affection, deceived her feelings, and ruined her life in only three months. The smile on her lips was still bright, but her eyes were as cold as ice, "You don't have to look at me like that, I'm not afraid that you hate me, I'm just afraid that you don't hate me."
Zongzheng Fanhe hated her so much, but he couldn't open his mouth. He turned his eyes angrily, and didn't want to look at her again. He looked at the two brothers in the square, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Zongzheng Wuyou frowned, his phoenix eyes were deep, Zongzheng Wuchou just looked over, neither of them spoke or moved.
Empress Dowager Qiyun raised her eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "What? Do you suspect that the two of them were faked by the Ai family? Chang Jian, let go of the rope. The Ai family wants to see, they were burned to death, who is the heartbroken?"
Chang Jian's expression froze, and he put down a section of the rope in his left hand. The hair of the Queen Mother of the Northern Dynasty who was hanging upside down was scorched by the flames, emitting a burnt smell. And the intense scorching air baked her face, and it turned red in an instant, and the burning pain made her start to struggle violently, like a live fish being fried in a hot pan. She looked at Zongzheng's helplessness, resentful and angry.
Zongzheng was stunned for a moment, unconsciously took a step forward, then paused again, looking at the high platform.
Chang Jian didn't let go of his right hand, frowning to see Zongzheng's helplessness, a little anxious and struggling, he didn't let go of the rope for a long time.
Seeing that only one was put down, Mr. Hu glanced back and shouted in a warning tone, "Chang Jian!"
Chang Jian sighed silently, and wanted to let go, Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to stop him: "Wait!" Chang Jian's expression made him suspicious. Could it be that Fu Yuan is fake and Ah Man is real
Empress Dowager Qiyun said: "The Southern Emperor has made up his mind?"
Zongzheng Wuyou said: "I want to confirm, is it really her?"
Empress Dowager Qiyun said: "How do you want to confirm?"
Zongzheng said worry-free: "I want her to speak."
"No." Empress Dowager Qiyun flatly refused, leaving no room for negotiation. He also said: "The poison in her body broke out, Ai's family ordered someone to give her medicine, and she can't speak now. If you must insist, then you'd better wait to see her heart pierced by an iron nail in the fire. Anyway, Aijia has... some chips."
Zongzheng Wuyou furrowed his eyebrows tightly, his two sharp eyes pierced through the veil, and his voice was extremely cold: "If she dies, none of you here will live."
Empress Dowager Qiyun laughed twice, "If she doesn't die, you can let Aijia go? Since Aijia is waiting here, she doesn't care about life or death. But she, the sweetheart of the two emperors of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, has her to accompany her." Seeing Ai’s family die together, Ai’s family thinks it’s worth it. How about it? Have you figured it out? Ai’s family doesn’t have the patience to wait for you to think about it slowly.” After finishing speaking, he winked at Mr. Hu, who waved his hand to let him go Always put the rope firmly.
Zongzheng was startled worry-free, although there was a distance of more than twenty feet and a curtain, but the gaze from behind the curtain made one feel that it was a pair of extremely sharp eyes. Although she spoke with a smile, the seriousness and indifference in her tone cannot be ignored. He began to ascertain that what the Empress Dowager Qiyun did today was not a simple threat. Without waiting for Director Hu to wave his hand, he and Zongzheng Wuchou glanced at each other, then raised the sword in their hands together, and said expressionlessly: "Okay. Since the Empress Dowager Qiyun is so elegant and wants to see me fight the Northern Emperor, then So what if I become the Queen Mother!"
After finishing speaking, he turned his horse's head around and looked at Zongzheng with no plans, his evil eyes were cold and gloomy, and the cold air scattered all over his body. Holding the scabbard body horizontally in his left hand, the inner force in his palm suddenly shook, the long sword was unsheathed, and holding it in his right hand, the invisible sword energy swayed violently, causing his white hair to fly, and the horse below him hoofed and neighed.
"Fu Tzu, draw your sword!"
The soldiers of the two dynasties on the square on the ground floor were shocked. They entered the imperial city side by side. The enemy was still alive. Why did the two emperors fight first
Someone stepped forward to persuade her, but Empress Dowager Qiyun said impatiently: "Let them all be pushed out, Aijia will be an eyesore."
Zongzheng waved his hand back without any worries, Wu Xiangzi sighed, as long as it happened to the imperial concubine, the emperor would always be like this, no matter how much effort he put in to protect the imperial concubine, he could easily give up. He shook his head helplessly, led the army back, and left the square of Xuanyuan Palace. The Ninth Prince did not move at the same place.
Zongzheng Wuzhou frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, this battle is inevitable, it doesn't matter if it is earlier." He looked at the direction of the high platform, his eyes were deep and complicated, and he waved to the soldiers of the Northern Dynasty: "You They all leave too."
Within a moment, hundreds of thousands of people in the square retreated, leaving only three people.
Zongzheng Wuchou raised his sword and pointed it at the towering sky. He glanced at the woman who was hoisted high above the brazier, and his eyes were complex and difficult to discern. Suddenly, his arm shook with strength, and the metal scabbard burst open, turning into thousands of fragments, which shot out in all directions without warning with tremendous force.
"Ah!!" The maids and eunuchs on the high platform unexpectedly made this move, and the person hit by the debris screamed and fell to the ground dying of breath.
The guards around hurriedly waved their swords to block it, but unexpectedly the long sword in their hands was shaken away by the flying fragments, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood stained the palms.
Empress Qiyun's eyes sharpened, she stood up, and with a wave of her long sleeves, the fragments bounced back like hitting a copper wall and fell to the ground. And at that moment, Zongzheng Wuyou jumped up from the horse with an extremely swift and fierce posture, and flew straight to the high platform, like a flying arrow leaving the string, so fast that people couldn't even see clearly.
One sword broke the rope, and the other hand grabbed the rope and lifted it up. When the queen mother knocked down the fragments and settled down, the two women hanging upside down on the raging fire were already in his hands.
Zongzheng Wuyou picked up the collar of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Dynasty and threw it towards Zongzheng Wuchou as if throwing trash. He didn't immediately kill the Queen Mother of the Northern Dynasty because he was still not sure if that person was really Fu Yuan, and the cooperation this time was considered to be an agreement between the two of them to save people first and then destroy Qiyun Kingdom. Finally resolve the grievances between them. Returning to the original place, kicking the horse back, turning back and falling, like a celestial being, elegant and unrestrained. His posture was like this, but his expression was eager. Before he could sit still, he went to check the authenticity of the woman in his arms.
Empress Dowager Qiyun's complexion changed violently. In this world, there are still people who can blatantly snatch people away from her nose! She looked at Zongzheng Wuyou who had already returned, and then Zongzheng Wuchou who was sitting still, she was a little unbelievable, such two people who had a sworn hatred could cooperate so tacitly? ! Then what is the hatred she planted in Fu Zhao's heart for more than 20 years? Her eyes suddenly filled with anger, and she turned to look at the man beside her.
Sure enough, Zongzheng's eyes showed admiration, and his heart was also extremely gratified. Secretly said: As expected of two brothers, even though they don't know the relationship between each other, the natural tacit understanding in their bones is not something ordinary people can have. He would rather understand it this way than think that the tacit understanding between the two of them is actually a mutual understanding under the deep hatred. The duel is for people to watch as a show.
Empress Dowager Qiyun looked at Zongzheng Yuhe, her complexion became more and more ugly, she flicked her sleeves violently, and smiled angrily: "Don't be too happy too early, the good show is only the beginning." After finishing speaking, she glanced at the front of her Emperor Qiyun, who remained unresponsive on the dragon chair, frowned and said, "Qi'er, what's wrong with you today? You didn't say a word."
Little Xunzi turned around and saluted, with a worried face on his face, he said respectfully: "I would like to report to the Empress Dowager, the emperor's throat is not very comfortable when he woke up this morning, and he hasn't spoken all day."
Empress Dowager Qiyun's phoenix eyes lowered slightly, and she glanced at the hand that was resting on the dragon chair. The thumb on the hand was wearing a finger that symbolized her status and never left her body. Make that hand pale like a ghost. Her eyes flickered, and she didn't say anything, thinking that he was angry with her because of that woman.
Zongzheng took a look at the so-called Queen Mother of the Northern Dynasty who was tied behind her back. She had the same facial features and face, and had a superb disguise technique, but he could tell it at a glance. He couldn't help frowning, and threw the man far away with his hands. The man bounced on the ground twice, spat out blood, and swallowed his last breath. He turned his head to look at Zongzheng Wuyou again, and saw Zongzheng Wuyou frowning tightly looking at the unconscious woman in his arms, with a puzzled expression, as if he was not sure.
"Why, with her eyes closed, you can't recognize her?" Zongzheng taunted Wuzhou.
Zongzheng Wuyou ignored him, and groped behind the ear of the woman in his hand, but couldn't find any trace of fit, and her skin was smooth and delicate, and she didn't seem to be easily overwhelmed at all. However, with the same face, there is always something wrong.
While he was thinking, Empress Dowager Qiyun said: "How dare you two fool Aijia, hmph! Then don't blame Aijia for being cruel. Chenxiang, take the child out." Empress Dowager Qiyun's tone was clearly angry from embarrassment, could it be that this Is the woman really his Aman
Zongzheng Wuyou measured her waist with his hand, she was a little fatter, but it is normal for her to have a thicker waist not long after giving birth, after all, she hasn't seen her for half a year, so fat or thin cannot be used as a conclusion. Suddenly, he touched a slightly protruding bone in his hand, he paused, and his phoenix eyes narrowed. Looking up at Emperor Qiyun who had neither spoken nor moved on the high platform from the beginning to the end, resisting the doubts in his heart, he calmly placed the woman on the horse in front of him without touching her again.
Zongzheng Wuchou saw his actions and understood.
On the high platform, Chen Xiang came out from the main hall at the back, holding a baby in her hand, and walked to the side of the phoenix chariot.
Someone lifted the veil slightly, Empress Dowager Qiyun glanced at the child, sighed, and said regretfully: "This child is really good-looking, what a pity!"
Seeing her intentions, Zongzheng Yuhe immediately opened his eyes, and glared at her angrily.
Empress Dowager Qiyun laughed, looking at his angry and anxious expression with admiration, which was what she liked to see the most. She took a porcelain bottle from Mr. Hu, lifted it up and shook it, and said loudly: "I heard that two months ago, Rong Le used this to destroy hundreds of thousands of our country's army. The Ai family also wants to see it. Does it look better than ordinary flames when it is poured on people?"
As she spoke, she held the bottle, and happily poured it all over the child under Zongzheng Yuhe's horrified and resentful eyes. The child seemed to be aware of the danger, and burst into tears with a loud cry.
Zongzheng worried for a moment, is that his and Aman's son? That is the flesh and blood that Ah Man would rather die than hurt! "What do you want to do?!" He asked in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to act rashly again. This woman has too many chips in her hand.
"Go." Empress Dowager Qiyun ignored him and only told Chen Xiang.
Chen Xiang hugged the child and walked slowly to the edge of the high platform above the brazier. She looked down at the child in her arms, and a trace of pity suddenly flashed across her usually indifferent eyes.
Zongzheng Wuyou frowned, stared at Chenxiang's hand holding the child, suppressed the tension in his heart, and said calmly, "What exactly do you want? Empress Dowager Qiyun, tell me, what is your purpose?"
Empress Dowager Qiyun smiled and said: "Ai Jia remembers, Ai Jia has already said it just now."
Zongzheng frowned worry-free, recalling everything that had happened in the past few years. Everything is closely related to three people, the head of Tianqiu Sect, Emperor Qiyun, Fu Yuan, and now there is another Empress Dowager Qiyun, who is the ultimate leader of the conspiracy? He looked at Emperor Qiyun who was sitting still, and narrowed his phoenix eyes. Before, Emperor Qiyun led an army in Wucheng, how could it be possible to arrest his father and Fu Tzu's mother at the same time? Doesn't this force them to join forces against him? If they were specially lured here, why did Emperor Qiyun not say a word, and all the leadership belonged to the Queen Mother
"The empress dowager tried her best to fight for the decisive battle between me and Fu? I don't know if the empress...has a grudge against me or Fu? She didn't hesitate to bring us here at the cost of the whole country, just to watch me and Fu Making decisions about life and death? This is strange!" He said this, and suddenly something flashed through his mind, which was too fast to grasp. It seemed that at an early age, his mother had told him a story about betrayal and vengeful fratricide. His narrowed phoenix eyes suddenly opened, whether this possibility is possible depends on who is the woman on the high platform
Zongzheng Wuzhou suddenly drove his horse forward, and after walking a few steps, Director Hu immediately warned in a deep voice: "Stand."
Zongzheng stopped in a hurry, and stretched out his hand to Chen Xiang who was looking at him with anger and delusion, "Give me the child."
Chen Xiang's hands trembled, but she hugged the child tightly. Looking at this handsome man she had loved for ten years, she asked with a bitter smile: "Don't you hate Zongzheng Wuyou? Don't you want to see his child burned to death and see him in pain?"
Zongzheng raised his brows slightly, and didn't answer her question, he just repeated in an emphatic tone: "Give me the child!"
"Why should I give it to you?" Chen Xiang took half a step back, because is this the woman's son? "If it was me and your child, would you do the same?"
Zongzheng frowned and said nothing, only thinking about how to get the child.
Chen Xiang turned her head slightly, and looked at the other side of the phoenix chariot. A little girl over one year old was carried by a person dressed as a court lady, who came out in the same posture as her, but the position was different, at both ends of the brazier. As long as she moves a little bit and wants to give the child to Zongzheng, the child in the hands of the palace maid will undoubtedly die. And that child is her daughter, the daughter of her and Zongzheng's incompetence.
Chen Xiang was heartbroken, with tears in her eyes, and said to Zongzheng Wuchou: "Did you see that? That child over there, she is your daughter... already one year old."
Zongzheng Wuchou stared blankly, glanced sideways, and saw the little girl's fleshy little face was pink and immature, her eyes were big and round, and her dark eyes were full of agility, and her little head was moving back and forth Twisting, looking here and there, as if full of curiosity about the world.
"You..." Chen Xiang felt a pain in her heart, she would take medicine every time she was with Zongzheng Xiaoren, and that medicine was given to her by him, in order to prevent her from getting pregnant with Zongzheng Xiaoren's child. Now, how could he say such a thing
Zongzheng's eyes were deep and his voice was as cold as ice, "So what? If I don't strangle her to death with my own hands, it is considered kind. Give me the child in your hand, otherwise, I will really end her with my own hands." His life." That time was the one he hated the most in his life, and it was also the regret of his life.
"Another cruel and heartless man, Zongzheng Yuhe, he is worthy of being your son!" Empress Dowager Qiyun whispered in the ear of the man beside her, her voice tinged with hatred.
When Chen Xiang heard this, her body trembled. She had expected that he would not recognize that child, but she never thought that he would hate him so much. In his heart, even if the child born to that woman is the son of his enemy, he will do his best to protect the child for her. This is the difference between love and not love! But who can she blame, she is willing, "I know you hate me, but she is your flesh and blood after all! What is the difference between you doing this and your father back then?"
Zongzheng Wuchou's complexion changed, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and he said with hatred: "If you hadn't pretended to be Rongle, I would never have touched a finger of yours!"
The tears in Chen Xiang's eyes trickled down, and fell into the brazier under the stage and was swallowed by the flames with a "squeak". She looked at the red-burned iron nails in the charcoal fire below, and her eyes also reflected the scarlet color, and her eyes suddenly became decisive, "Okay, since that's the case, there is no point in letting her live in this world. Just let the two of them... …Let’s go to the Underworld together to be a companion, it’s better than going alone on the road.”
After that, she closed her eyes and raised her hand to throw the child down. It was a child who had been splashed with oil all over his body. Once it was contaminated with a little spark, it would explode immediately, and it couldn't be extinguished.
Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes changed, and he stepped forward and said angrily to Zongzheng Wuyou: "Are you trying to save him or kill him?"
Zongzheng glanced at him helplessly, "If he was just your child, I would go up and help."
Zongzheng Wuyou clenched his fists and snorted coldly.
The Ninth Prince rode up to catch up with them, pointed at Zongzheng Wuchou and raised his voice to Chen Xiang: "You like him? That's easy, let's discuss it, I will pack him up and give it to you in exchange for my nephew, how about that?" Sample?"
Zongzheng Wuchou's face darkened, but Chen Xiang smiled, with a desolate and sarcastic smile, "I don't need it anymore. I want that child...she doesn't need it either." The child was thrown down, and at this moment, a panicked exclamation came from the side of Xuanyuan Hall: "Hen'er, don't!"
Chen Xiang's heart trembled, her hands froze in the air. In this world, there were only three people who could call him "Hen'er", his father, mother, and sister. She turned her eyes quickly, and saw two women rushing out from the high platform on the side of Xuanyuan Hall. The one in front was dressed in white snow, with silver hair flying, and a beautiful and beautiful face. Extremely complicated.
"Aman!"
"Rong Le!"
Zongzheng Wuyou and Zongzheng Wuchou exclaimed in surprise at the same time. The light in the eyes lit up, and the pupils full of longing were extremely affectionate.
This is his man! Zongzheng Wuyou waved his hand, and the woman on the horse fell to the ground. The reason why he didn't throw her away just now was because he realized that the queen mother didn't know that the woman was fake, so he pretended not to know her.
Empress Dowager Qiyun's complexion changed drastically. Looking at the woman who was thrown off the horse by Zongzheng Wuyou, she didn't expect that it was really a fake! Turning his head to look at Manager Hu, he also looked puzzled. Few people know that the dungeon exists, and even fewer people will open the mechanism. She deployed a large number of people to watch outside the closed stone gate 24 hours a day. It is impossible for them not to know when someone comes in and out.
Empress Dowager Qiyun stared sharply at Emperor Qiyun who was sitting still, and asked in a deep voice: "Qi'er, how did you change people without anyone noticing?"
Emperor Qiyun didn't answer, and still sat there quietly, as if he didn't hear it, as quiet as a lifeless sculpture.
Seeing that he did not answer, Empress Dowager Qiyun was immediately annoyed. She stood up abruptly, and slapped the dragon chair in front of her through the gauze curtain.
"Crack!" The lacquered gold dragon chair couldn't bear the strong force, and instantly collapsed, turning into a pile of scattered wood and wilting on the ground, with sawdust everywhere. Everyone around was startled. Little Xunzi was even more startled, but Emperor Qiyun did not dodge in time as Queen Qiyun imagined, but fell to the ground with the dragon chair. Still in a sitting posture, with legs bent, two hands driving, the imperial crown on his head was dropped, and his elegant and elegant face was now a dead white color, his face was a little stiff, but his expression was calm and serene. He opened his eyes, but his eyes were as dark as a bottomless black hole, without a trace of divine light.
"Your Majesty!" Little Xunzi rushed over to help him in a hurry. But his body was already stiff and heavy, and little Xunzi couldn't hold it steady no matter how much he supported him. He felt sad, and the grief that had been suppressed in his heart poured out instantly, and he burst into tears. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Seeing Emperor Qiyun's appearance, the maids and eunuchs on both sides screamed out of fright and knelt down one after another.
Manyao who was in the audience heard little Xunzi's crying, and was heartbroken. She didn't care about anything, so she ran towards the high platform.
Empress Dowager Qiyun stared blankly, looking at the man lying beside the veil, she squatted down and put her hand on the tip of his nose with a "hum" in her mind, but she was completely out of breath. Her body trembled, and she turned her wrist to touch his body. It was already stiff and cold, a completely dead body. She staggered back and fell on the pedestal of the phoenix chariot. Manager Hu rushed in to help her.
"How did this happen?" Empress Dowager Qiyun's hands and feet suddenly became cold, and there was a slight tremor in her voice, which she didn't even notice.
Little Xunzi just kept crying and didn't speak.
Zongzheng Wuyou looked at Manyao who was eagerly running up to the high platform, frowned, and shouted: "Aman, what are you going to do? Don't go over."
Man Yao paused slightly, turned to look at him, that complex look seemed to contain all the emotions in this world. Missing, love, helplessness, pain, struggle, guilt... She looked at the man who had been missing all the time for half a year, and her mind was filled with thoughts. But the footsteps involuntarily continued to step on the steps extending to the high platform.
On that high platform, there was a man who loved her so much that he even killed him. He even plotted to use his own corpse for her sake.
"Wuyou, I'm sorry!" Apart from being sorry, she didn't know what else to say. Destiny is like this, always giving people hope while giving them a heavy blow, making people desperate to suffocate. She turned her head, and her steps became slow and heavy. Every step is difficult to imagine. Xiao Ke was still standing in the distance, looking at her worriedly.
When the Ninth Prince saw Xiao Ke, his eyes suddenly lit up, but when he saw her standing there in a daze, he quickly jumped off the horse, quickly swept over from the side, pulled over the dazed Xiao Ke, grabbed her waist, and scolded her. Said: "You stupid girl, you have no martial arts, you still stand here and don't leave, waiting to die?"
Xiao Ke was so startled that he almost cried out at first, but when he saw it was him, his heart immediately settled down, and there was a little sweetness in his heart lake. His face is still handsome, but a little more mature. His hands were strong, wrapping his arms around her waist firmly, making people feel at ease. Xiao Ke lowered his eyes, his face was inexplicably stained with a blush, but he replied stiffly: "You don't care about me! What does my courting death have to do with you?"
Back at the original place, the Ninth Prince put her down angrily, and looked around, seeing her for a few months, this girl has lost so much weight! He frowned, and a look of distress flashed in his eyes, but he said in disgust: "Look at your skinny skin, you are so ugly! Let's see how you can marry in the future."
Xiao Ke widened his eyes and said angrily: "Want you to worry? I won't marry you! Hmph!"
"Even if you want to marry, I won't marry you!" The Ninth Prince squinted at her with a look of disdain, Xiao Ke was so angry that he turned his head to leave, but his hand was tightly held by him, and he couldn't shake it no matter what open. When she was in a hurry, she lowered her head and bit his arm. The Ninth Prince let go of her immediately with a cry of pain. He rolled up his sleeves and saw two rows of neat teeth marks, "How do you bite?!"
"Hmph! Who told you to bully me! I'll bite you, how about you?" She's fine with being a rascal. Xiao Ke turned his back and ignored him, only worried about Manyao. Especially when Man Yao passed out just now, she felt very uneasy, she has been detoxified, why is it still like this
"Xiao Ke." Zongzheng Wuyou called back, Xiao Ke stepped forward, and the Ninth Prince followed.
"What's going on?" Zongzheng Wuyou looked at the woman in the distance, and still didn't understand what happened on the high platform. Why did the Empress Dowager Qiyun suddenly destroy Emperor Qiyun's dragon chair? Emperor Qiyun actually fell to the ground? The sound of the minions crying on the high platform made him puzzled.
Xiao Ke sighed, "Emperor Qiyun is dead."
Zongzheng Wuyou was stunned, and the Ninth Prince took a step forward: "Nonsense, just sitting there just now, how could he die? Could it be that Empress Dowager Qiyun slapped him to death just now?"
Xiao Ke said: "Of course not. He died to understand the poison of the princess sister! He gave all his internal energy to the princess sister, and drained the blood in his body to make a medicinal soup. I thought he was a bad person before, But he is so kind to Princess Sister!"
The Ninth Prince was stunned and said: "The poison on Seventh Sister-in-law's body has been cured? Eh? Didn't you say that there is no cure for 'Destiny'? Could it be possible to detoxify it by draining human blood? Also, he has been drained of blood, how can he return it?" Will it appear in that place?"
Xiao Ke said: "His blood is different from other people's."
“有什么不一样？”
“他的身体里也有‘天命’，但是他跟公主姐姐不一样，他的‘天命’是从娘胎里带出来的。他娘应该是怀着他的时候中了‘天命’之毒，是用我们上次说的那种方法把毒都逼到了他身上。他从小就服用很多珍贵的药材，服了二十多年，所以他的血，比这天底下任何一种药都要珍贵其实，六年期我就见过他了，他去雪玉山找我师父求解药，可师父也解不了那种毒… 他出现在这里，是因为你们打来了，如果他不出现，太后会怀疑，万一知道地牢里的公主姐姐是假的，肯定会去他寝宫里搜，这样会影响公主姐姐驱毒。所以他临死前让小荀子把他抬过来，为公主姐姐多争取一些时间… ”
宗政无忧心底一震，萧可后来还说了什么他已经听不见了。难怪从开始到现在，启云帝一直都没开过口！他皱紧了眉头，心里的不安急剧的扩散，眼望着已步上高台的纤细背影，感觉有什么在变了。他忽觉心头一慌，莫名的感到害怕。想也不想，便飞一般的掠了过去。
“阿漫？”
漫夭手被抓住，身躯微颤。她缓缓回头，对上那双深情浓溢又带着一丝恐慌的眼眸，那往日令她倍觉幸福的温柔如今却令她觉得自己万恶不赦。她一直追求一心一意的感情，却怎么都没想到，她自己竟然违背了这条规则，亏欠了两个男人。
“对不起，无忧。对不起！”水雾迷蒙的眼满是愧疚和哀伤，她垂下头轻声呢喃。
宗政无忧心头一跳，浓眉紧蹙，“为什么说对不起？”
漫夭轻轻摇头，不敢看他的眼睛。她强忍住眼中的泪水，深吸一口气，那呼吸割据着她的心扉。她慢慢挣脱他的手，掉头往启云帝走去。
小荀子已经命人从大殿内搬出一张椅子，将帝王安置。他是那么安静的坐在那里，清俊儒雅的面容一片祥和，嘴角挂着一丝隐隐的笑意，似是满足，又似是不甘。他的目光看着前方，正是漫夭的方向，仿佛在对她说：“容儿，你没事就好。”
漫夭看着她，紧咬住唇，泪水蓄满眼眶，她拼命睁大眼睛，抬高下巴才没让它落下来。走近他身边，在他身侧缓缓蹲下，她的手颤抖着轻轻碰触他曾经温润的脸颊，触手冰冷而僵硬。
他真的… 死了！
That man with a handsome and refined temperament, the youth who was shining under the moonlight, the emperor who was extremely noble under the sun... just like that, he left her forever! He never said a word that he loved her until his death. Even at the moment of dying, he clearly knew that she still had resentment towards him in her heart... However, he never clarified anything for himself, he just silently used his blood and life to silently prove that his love is deeper than the sea A love wider than the sky.
For her sake, this man would not even let his own body go!
His face was so calm, as if such a death was his best destination. He couldn't see the slightest pain in his eyes, but Man Yao could clearly feel his struggles day and night, the love and pain buried in his heart that could not be expressed.
A suffocating grief rushed out of her heart, instantly drowning all her rationality, and she couldn't help but bend over, tears gushing in his hands, sobbing silently.
"Brother Qi..."
sorry! I'm sorry for you! She repeated this sentence over and over again in her heart.
All along, she thought that she was just Man Yao, and that everything about Rong Le had nothing to do with her. In the past few months, she has ignored Rong Qi's feelings, she can do nothing about his contribution, and deliberately ignores his life and death, she thinks that he owes her. Little did he know, it turned out that the person who owed it was always his own family.
When everything is uncovered, when memories are restored, the truth is always so cruel!
This man was once the love of her heart, but she forgot.
A pill of the poison of "destiny" sealed her seventeen years and her feelings for him, but failed to seal her memory of her previous life. And she, with those memories... fell in love with another man.
"Brother Qi... What should I do? What should I do?" She couldn't decide to leave without nostalgia like he did three years ago when her life was dying. She still has something in this world that she can't give up. people, her husband, her children. What should she do? This life is destined to owe him, and he will never be able to repay.
Looking at her heartbroken expression, Zongzheng Wuyou froze. He began to realize that the problem was much bigger than he thought. To be sympathetic to her may not be as simple as simply owing a life. He frowned, clenched his hands, and watched motionlessly on the edge of the high platform in the cold howling wind.
Her mournful and desperate voice was heard below the high platform, Zongzheng Wuchou frowned, and flew towards the high platform, standing beside Zongzheng Wuyou, looking at the beloved woman like a lost child Weeping helplessly, trembling with the grief in his heart, he was both distressed and sorry for himself. He couldn't help but wonder if she would be so sad if he died
Empress Dowager Qiyun's face was stiff and numb. She stared blankly at Rong Qi, who was being held up by Xiao Xunzi and was no longer breathing. That was her only child in this life, her last relative in this world, and he was already dead. up! There was a blank in her mind for a period of time, and she didn't even realize that Zongzheng Wuyou and Zongzheng Wuchou had reached the high stage. She thought she didn't love this child, and even hated it all the time, pouring all her hatred and hatred for that man on this child, even though he was innocent. She raised him as a chess piece. From the moment he was born, she knew that this child would not live to be twenty-four years old. She thought that even if he died, she would not blink. However, at this moment, her heart was severed like a blunt knife, and her strength was drawn away from her body.
Manager Hu supported her hand, looked at her worriedly, and persuaded: "Master, please forgive me."
Sorry? ! She has heard this word too much. From more than 20 years ago, she walked into the path of sorrow in her life amidst the persuasion of mourning. She slowly came back to her senses, supported the chair, and stood up. Looking at the woman kneeling beside Rong Qi, he said coldly: "If you don't go down to accompany him, what are you waiting for?"
Man Yao held Rong Qi's hand tightly, lowered his head, tears dripped on his pale skin and splashed, like a heart severely crushed by a cruel fate, which cannot be pieced together after being broken.
Empress Dowager Qiyun saw that she was silent, she raised the corners of her lips cruelly, and sneered, "It turns out that you are a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, you are not worthy of Qi'er doing so many things for you! Three years ago, you all deserved to die." , if it wasn't for Qi'er who secretly used the heart-protecting pill for you without telling the Ai family, do you think that your body that has been hit with the "destiny" can withstand the fierceness of the ecstasy powder? Hmph! If Qi'er doesn't save you, you will die like that, what do you think will happen to the two of them?" Is it to turn grief and anger into strength and fight to the death? Or do you lose all hope and die in pain? Either way, it's what she's looking forward to.
Man Yao was stunned, no wonder Xiao Xunzi said that Rong Qi never let her down, that's why. Ecstasy Powder was made by her uncle "Thousand Poison Master" Taishin, and was despised by her father Taiyong, she knew little about it. As for her uncle, she only met once. The night before her parents had an accident, she heard her father and uncle arguing in the study.
Zongzheng Wuyou and Zongzheng Wusu were equally astonished.
Empress Dowager Qiyun said again: "For that mistake, do you know what kind of punishment he endured?"
Man Yao pointed at Ji Shi, "What did you do to him?"
Empress Dowager Qiyun said: "The Ai family stopped his medicine for six months."
Man Yao reluctantly asked: "If you stop taking the medicine... what will happen?"
启云太后眸光微缩：“七窍流血，如蚁噬心，生不如死。他为你足足承受了一月之久，食不知味，夜不能寐，却仍不妥协。你… 应该以死相报！”
漫夭睁大眼睛，不敢置信的看着帘幕后的那个模糊的脸孔。这个人，真的是一个母亲吗？她怎么能残忍到用那么惨烈的手段去惩罚自己的儿子？漫夭瘫坐到地上，胸膛内急剧震动，她用手紧紧抓住胸口，脸色惨白，双唇颤抖，上不了气，心头窒痛得像是要死掉。
宗政无忧一见她这似是要背过气的模样，大步上前，拉过她，手掌贴住她背心，用内力护住她心脉，让她不至于昏厥。他皱眉道：“不是解了毒了吗？怎么还这样？”
漫夭大口喘气，好不容易才缓了过来，心口还是痛。她咬着牙，看魔鬼般的眼神看向启云太后，“你真的不配做一个母亲！你简直是在玷污母亲这个伟大的称呼！”
启云太后眸中沉痛划过，嘴上却笑道：“这些算什么？对齐儿来说，身上再痛，怎么比得过他听说你爱上宗政无忧那一刻的心情？！他一向最恨别人的背叛，可是为了能让你活着，他亲手把你送进了别人的怀抱，还得咬牙吞声，承受你对他的恨。你说… 这世上，哪里还有他这么傻的人？”
启云太后的每一句话，每一个字，都像是重锤狠狠擂击在漫夭早已破碎的心扉。她呆坐在地上，连眼泪也流不出来了。
十一月的寒风凛冽刺骨，刮过她苍白的面颊，存存凌迟着她单薄的身躯。宗政无忧眉头紧锁，望着她失神的样子，抿着唇，一句话也不说。
启云太后欣赏着她痛苦至极的表情，她就是要让她愧疚，愧疚道永远也忘不了容齐，容齐，永远也不能再感受幸福。复仇对她而言，结果已经不重要了，重要的只是这个复仇的过程。看着他们痛苦，见证他们的生不如死，这就是她的目的。既然那些人毁了她的人生，让她活得痛苦，那她便要让那些人最在乎的人陪着她一起痛苦。
若身在地狱，也不能只有她一个人！
“还不止如此。他为了阻止哀家的人去江都皇宫抓你，竟不顾一国之君的责任，枉送了三十万人性命，只为救你一人… ”
"Have you said enough?" Zongzheng Wuyou stood up suddenly, and interrupted her sharply. Each of these things was enough to shock him, and every time he knew more, his heart sank a little. From the conversation between them and Man Yao's expression, he already understood what was going on. Looking at the woman who was so sad and desperate, he seemed to see that there was only a vast expanse of ice and snow covered world left in his world, freezing everything. There are some facts that he doesn't want to believe, but he has to believe. His beloved woman once loved another man in her heart! Or you are still in love now, but you just forgot in the middle.
Empress Dowager Qiyun smiled and said: "Zongzheng Wuyou will also be afraid sometimes?! You don't know her true identity yet, do you? She is the descendant of the Qin family, Qin Yong and Xiangyi, who you have worked so hard to find all these years. The eldest daughter, Qin Man."
Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes changed, trembling slightly, and then his thin lips were tightly pursed, "So what?"
Empress Dowager Qiyun and Zongzheng Wuchou were taken aback for a moment, did they really not care
After searching for the daughter of his enemy for many years, after countless turns, it turned out that the person was his true love. There is no confirmation after the shock, nor the struggle between love and hatred, only a very calm sentence after a slight surprise: so what
The vicissitudes of life have gone through, and turned back into nothingness. To him, her identity is no longer important, as long as she is her, that's fine.
Manyao slowly raised her head to look at him, her eyes were empty and confused, why there are always so many barriers between her and him? Even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, as long as you don't give up and don't stay, you can reach the other side one day. However, what lies between them is more and more distant each time, so far that it is more difficult to cross than the thousands of mountains and rivers.
She looked up at the sky, what is the road ahead? She couldn't see clearly, there was only a blur of darkness in front of her eyes. Putting down Rong Qi's hand, she slowly stood up. Looking at Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes, those eyes stained with vicissitudes since he was in his twenties, there is a deep sadness hidden in his eyes at this moment, so heavy that people can't breathe when looking at them. If possible, she would rather her poison not be cured, and would rather die like that, and it would not be more painful than it is now.
Closing her eyes, there was another cramping pain in her chest, which made her unable to stand still. Zongzheng Wuyou obviously wasn't looking at her, but with a slight sway of her body, he could hold her firmly for a moment. His voice was not as gentle as before, but slightly cold, "This is not the time to be sad."
Man Yao's heart trembled, she was suddenly alert, she raised her eyes, and saw a trace of determination in the corners of his thin lips, that kind of deep calm and forbearance, which she was far behind.
Taking a deep breath, she turned her head to look at Queen Mother Qiyun, her red lips were tightly pursed, and she said coldly, "So what if I am Qin Man? My father is upright, my mother is gentle and kind, and they never did harm to anyone! What happened back then, all of them It was you who planned it all, that caused our Qin family to copy and kill, and you still don't let me and Hen'er go."
Her father, Qin Yong, was originally a third-rank general. Because he accidentally got evidence of Fu Yuan's father's power-gathering, he couldn't bear to report to the emperor because of Fu Yuan's heart. He created the peerless wine "Shilixiang". He was found by the Fu family, worried that he would hand over his criminal evidence one day, and wanted to get rid of it. Her mother, Xiangyi, was the adopted daughter of Fu's family. Because she couldn't stand the fearful days, she sneaked into the palace and handed over her criminal evidence to the emperor. At that time, Emperor Lintian was not long after he ascended the throne, and his power was weak. The position of the emperor is always unstable. He had originally intended to eradicate the Fu family's power, and was overjoyed when he got the evidence of the crime, but the Fu family's power spread all over the court and the public. In order to bring down the Fu family at once, he used the evidence to make a big fuss, set up a scheme to lure the Fu family on the road of rebellion, and ended up with one fell swoop. Captured and destroyed the nine clans. In the seven years after the clan was exterminated, Fu Yuan set up a poisonous plan to kill two birds with one stone, killing Concubine Yun and destroying the entire Qin family.
Thinking of the innocent tragic death of her parents, and the flesh and blood that was eaten by wild wolves in the valley, the grief and indignation in her heart surged up again. She did not enjoy the warmth of her parents and relatives in her previous life. When she came to this world, Qin Yong and Xiang Yi loved her very much. She and her younger sister Hen'er also had a deep sisterly relationship. She especially cherished this family relationship after rebirth. But just seven years. As strong as the family affection in those seven years, the tragic death of her parents hit her so deeply.
Chen Xiang, who had been dazed for a long time, finally came back to her senses. She looked at Manyao in a daze, as if she couldn't accept the fact that that person was her sister! She has always regarded her as an enemy, and the person she has repeatedly harmed is actually the relative she has missed for so many years! And the person she has been serving is her sworn enemy!
Chen Xiang shook her head and muttered to herself in disbelief: "Impossible! How could you be her? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Her hands holding the child were trembling, and her wide eyes were instantly filled with tears .
"Hen'er," Man Yao called her with a gentle voice, just like when he called her when he was a child. And her eyes were a distant sadness immersed in memories, she looked into Chen Xiang's eyes, and said softly in a soft tone; "Do you still remember what your parents said to us when they sent us away? Dad said: "Manman, you are older than Hen'er, take good care of her in the future, don't let her be bullied by bad guys...'"
Chen Xiang trembled her hands, and said, "I said: 'She always looks old-fashioned, but in fact she is only a little bit older than me. It doesn't matter who takes care of who! If parents don't believe me, you can ask her when we come back. That's it...'" she said, tears rolling down her eyes.
At that time, they didn't know that this time they left, they were separated from their parents, and their sisters were separated from each other.
"I'm sorry!" Chen Xiang apologized in a low voice. They used to be the best sisters in the world, and that beautiful childhood has always been the warmth in her heart. After thirteen years of separation, we meet again, one loses his memory, and the other does not recognize each other. She once hated her for occupying the heart of the person she loved, and accepted orders to harm her again and again, but she didn't know that he was her closest relative.
"I don't blame you. We are all just pawns in other people's hands." Man Yao stared at the woman in the curtain watching the show with hatred in her eyes. It was that person who fiddled with their fate wantonly and created one tragedy after another.
"Hen'er, give me the child." Manyao was afraid that if she accidentally let go of her hand, her child would be buried in the flames.
Chen Xiang looked down at the child in her arms, it was small and very cute, and it was the same when her child was one month old. She was about to walk towards Manyao, but the Empress Dowager Qiyun warned: "You have to think about it!"
Chen Xiang's face turned pale, and she stopped suddenly. At the other end of the brazier, the girl in the maid's hand is her child!
"No, this child, I, I... can't give it to you."
Man Yao was stunned for a moment, seeing that she was struggling to make a choice, and asked, "Why?"
Empress Dowager Qiyun smiled and said: "Because her child is also in the hands of Aijia, if she returns it to you, it means that her child will undoubtedly die. How do you say she chooses?"
Man Yao followed Chen Xiang's gaze, the child she saw in Cixi Palace last time turned out to be Hen'er's child? Her heart sank, and her hands and feet were cold.
Zongzheng Wuyou shook Man Yao's slender and cold hand, and said to Chen Xiang: "If my child is gone, do you think she will let your child go?"
Chen Xiang was startled, yes, how could they let her child go? They took her child and threatened him to continue working for them. Once the matter was over, she had no use value, and she and her child would have no choice but to die. Anyway, Zuo Zuo was nothing but death! He looked at his daughter again, his heart was bleeding, maybe it was a mistake for her to bring this child into this world.
She finally looked at the man she loved with her life, and she was thinking that she seemed to have been making mistakes all her life. It is wrong to stay in Tianqiumen, it is wrong to fall in love with the man who can never be reached, it is also wrong to listen to the owner of the door and pretend to be someone else to spend the night with him, and it is even more wrong to give birth to this child... She smiled miserably, that's all, Just let her be right once.
He raised his head and took a deep breath, turned his heart away, stopped looking at his child, and walked towards Man Yao. However, before one step has been taken, death has quietly come.
The masked man in black came dodging from the side of the hall, his figure was extremely fast, and the sharp sword in his hand stabbed straight at her heart from behind her.
"Hen'er be careful!" Man Yao yelled, but it was too late.
The long sword in the man's hand pierced through Chen Xiang's body, and the tip of the sword protruded from his chest, aiming at the baby in her arms, obviously trying to kill two birds with one stone. But just as the long sword entered his body, Chen Xiang reacted very quickly and threw the baby in his hand towards Manyao as if he had expected it. At the same time, she watched with a sad smile as the maid at the other end of the brazier let go of the girl's hand.
Manyao was horrified, she didn't go to pick up her child, but flew down the high platform. She knew that her child would be fine with Wuyou, but Fu Zhao would not necessarily take care of Hen'er's child.
Flying up, the white satin on his arm seemed to be endowed with mysterious power, and he shot towards the place where the girl fell. When the girl was about to be swallowed by the flames, he caught the child in time and moved up. survived. At this time, the man in black with the sword leaped forward and slashed fiercely at the white soft satin from a distance. It didn't break, but the child who was entangled was sent flying out.
Manyao was shocked, and it was too late to save her. She stretched out her hand and watched weakly as the child slammed into the stone pillars in the square below the stage. Chen Xiang looked at her child in despair, the pain in her eyes was unbearable, she fell down while covering her pierced chest with her hands. Although she has made a decision, how can she close her eyes when she sees the child die because of her
"My... Nian'er..." She spat out a mouthful of blood, and when she swallowed her last breath, she fell into the sky and fell into the brazier. Sparks were flying in all directions, she was lying on her back, staring at the vast sky with her round eyes, as if she was filled with endless resentment and unwillingness, unable to close her eyes.
"Hen'er, Hen'er!" Manyao couldn't hold back her grief, and rushed towards her, borrowing the child's Zongzheng Wuyou's quick eyesight, quickly stepped forward to grab her arm. "She's dead."
"Henxiang!" At this moment, someone yelled and flew down from the roof. With a sword in his hand, he pointed at the man in black who had killed Chenxiang. This person is none other than Chang Jian who has always loved Chen Xiang deeply.
"Master, you said you wouldn't hurt her! You actually killed her!" Chang Jian looked at the woman who was burning fiercely in the brazier, raised his sword and stabbed at the man in black like crazy. He used all his strength for that sword. If it was against an ordinary master, he would definitely hit it with one blow. Unfortunately, his opponent was the master of the Tianqiu Sect with mysterious and unpredictable martial arts. He just passed through the opponent's hand In less than ten strokes, the sword fell to the high platform and was submerged in the flames. At the position of the wanting mark, he was also pierced by the red iron nail.
All this happened in an instant.
Man Yao sat on the ground, her tears dried up. She stared blankly at the young body pierced by countless fiery iron nails, gradually reduced to ashes in the fire. She just felt powerless, she couldn't save Hen'er's people, not even the corpses. And Hen'er's child... Too many things happened this day, too many for her to bear. Her heart was twisted like a knife, and her internal organs were twitching. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at the stone pillar that the child flew into. She thought that what she saw would be a tragic scene, but there was nothing there. Suddenly someone behind her said He said, "The child is here."
Man Yao turned her head, and at some point, Zong Zheng Wuchou stood behind her, holding in his arms the child who he thought was bound to die. She was overjoyed immediately, and supported Zongzheng Wuyou's hand to stand up.
The child is fine! She hurriedly hugged him, looked at Zongzheng's helpless and unnatural complex expression, and said softly: "Thank you!" She knew that it was not easy for him to save this child. Although, this is his child.
Zongzheng Wuyou called the Ninth Prince and asked him to take the two children away and exit the Xuanyuan Palace Square.
The Ninth Prince was a little hesitant and worried about him, but in order to prevent him from worrying about the future. He listened to the words, hugged one with Xiao Ke, and joined Wuxiangzi and the army. What surprised them was that Empress Dowager Qiyun didn't intend to stop them. She didn't seem to care whether the two children were dead or not. At this moment, she was sitting quietly in the phoenix chariot, looking at the few people outside, her face was indifferent, occasionally the corners of her mouth twitched, and the smile couldn't reach her eyes. This scene is coming to an end!
Zongzheng lowered his eyelashes helplessly. He lifted it up again, fixed his eyes sharply on the phoenix chariot with the golden curtain hanging, his lips were tightly pursed, his eyebrows arched like an arrow. Emperor Qiyun is dead; Rong Le appears; the child is safe; Chen Xiang is dead;
Zongzheng Wuyou could vaguely feel that there was another person besides the woman behind the curtains, and they already knew who that person was.
Zongzheng Wuyou narrowed his eyes, and squinted at Zongzheng Wuchou, "Do you want to know who the sacred woman is?"
Zongzheng wrinkled his eyebrows and struggled, he stared straight in that direction, his calmness made people feel scary.
After staring at the phoenix chariot for a while, he suddenly raised his hand, and swept across the air with the powerful long sword. The maids, eunuchs and guards on both sides of the phoenix chariot didn't know what was going on, but they were vented by his sharp The sword qi cut off at the waist, there were screams, and blood gushed out wildly, winding into a river.
The cold wind was suddenly violent, whistling and blowing, kicking up a large cloud of dust. He raised his sword again, and the noble and gorgeous roof of the phoenix chariot exploded with a bang, and the lacquered golden wood flew in all directions, like arrows leaving the string, and the castration was decisive. The luxurious golden curtain was torn , some of them flew in pieces in the strong wind, and some of them lost their support and lay flat on the ground, dyed a coquettish golden red by the blood winding and flowing on the ground.
The two sitting in the phoenix chariot immediately appeared in everyone's eyes.
Zongzheng Yuhe was reclining on the back of the chair, with a seriously sick look on his face, thin cheeks, sunken eyes, but neat hair and clothes. Next to the neck, when the top of the phoenix chariot was destroyed, a sharp sword with a cold light was placed on the head of the Tianchou Sect. He didn't seem to care about the sword that could kill him at any moment, he only looked at Zongzheng Wuyou and Zongzheng Wuchou, his eyes were a little less sharp than before, and a little bit more of his father's kindness and love . Beside him, the Empress Dowager Qiyun was wearing a golden phoenix hairpin and a phoenix robe embroidered with gold silk, dignified and majestic. And her face, which was as beautiful as before, has no burn scars.
Zongzheng Wuchou can be recognized at a glance. Who is the Empress Dowager of Qiyun Country if not his mother Fu Yuan? !
Is it really her? It really is her!
Different voices, but the same person. There are some things that he should have expected a long time ago! After knowing that she was from Tianqiumen, he began to investigate secretly, and found out that the dark forces helping Tianqiumen were related to Qiyun Kingdom. Afterwards, Zongzheng Wuyou went to the capital, and she went up to the tower in person, and heard about Zongzheng Wuyou's surprised expression when he withdrew his troops, and the momentary gaffe when Emperor Qiyun led his troops to attack the Southern Dynasty, and then disappeared strangely. Afterwards, the news that he was captured by Emperor Qiyun came out, it seemed like a coincidence! Most importantly, Emperor Qiyun has no reason at all, unless Emperor Qiyun is looking forward to subjugation! I remember when he was a child, he asked her, why did the emperor kill him? She said it was because the father wanted the woman's son to be the prince, so he slandered her innocence and refused to recognize his royal blood. And one time, he overheard her telling the head of Tianqiu Sect that the person she hated all her life, besides Zongzheng Yuhe, was the first emperor of Qiyun Kingdom, Rong Yi.
These are nothing to him, she can infiltrate Qiyun Kingdom without telling him that she is still alive, or she can deliberately water the seeds of hatred buried in his heart, she can also intentionally split Linyao Kingdom because she hates Zongzheng Yuhe Linyao Kingdom gradually declined due to the war between him and Zongzheng Wuyou. She could even use him and Zongzheng Wuyou to destroy Qiyun Kingdom... But all of this must be done. Build on the foundation that those hates are real. He had always believed in this in the past, but today, she actually asked him to fight Zongzheng Wuyou, and the outcome was determined by life and death. At that moment, he suspected that he had too much heart, and he thought that this person could not be his mother .
So, at this moment, as if he was struck by lightning, his whole body was stiff, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and the cold wind quickly froze him, almost stopping the flow of blood. This mother he has called for more than twenty years, the only warmth in his childhood, may never have cared about his life or death! Otherwise, why would she remain indifferent to those thirteen years of bone-piercing pain
He stared at her blankly, with countless emotions flashing in his eyes one by one, extremely complicated.
Now that the matter has come to this point, there is actually nothing to hide, and she doesn't want to hide any more. The Empress Dowager of Qiyun Kingdom, that is, Fu Yuan, resumed her usual voice, with a graceful and dignified smile on her lips, like her tone in the Northern Dynasty, and she called out nonchalantly: "Chier."
Zongzheng Wuchou's eyes trembled slightly, his eyes were fixed on Fu Yuan's eyes, and he pointed to Rong Qi on the ground, his voice seemed to be forced out from the depths of his throat, and he asked: "He is your son, how about that?" Who am I?"
Fu Yuan's eyes moved slightly, she turned her head to look at Zongzheng Yuhe with a slight smile, and asked in a very gentle tone, "Funhe, Chiuer asked me who he is? Tell me, should I tell him?"
Zongzheng Yuhe met her smile, as if he saw a devil. How long did this woman want to torture him? Is it because he is dead that she can be reconciled? If it was, he hoped that his heart would burst immediately to make her feel better and let his son go.
Looking at Zongzheng Wuchou who wanted to know the answer but was afraid to know, he felt very guilty. For so many years, he has been looking for him, but he never thought that he was already by his side. He doubted Fu Tzu's identity the first time he saw him, and sent people to investigate, but found nothing. He gave him a bath and ordered the people who served him to pay attention to whether he had the birthmark that Yun'er said, but there was no result. In addition to being disappointed, he unconsciously grew closer and trusted him, and Fu Tiao's excellence in all aspects made him appreciate him a lot, and he handed over the most important military power to him. Unexpectedly, Fu Yuan He didn't die, and these were all the tricks of that woman. When he sensed something different and started to doubt it, it was too late.
Unexpectedly, this woman is so terrifying that she will do anything to get revenge on him.
Fu Yuanjian Zongzheng He glared at her bitterly, she seemed to be in a good mood and raised her eyebrows with a smile: "Chier, your father won't tell you, you can ask her." Fu Yuan pointed to the person behind him. Man Yao.
For such a cruel answer, he wanted his most beloved woman to tell him.
Man Yao's heart was shocked, seeing Zongzheng Wuxu looking towards her, his eyes were complex like she had never seen before, with various emotions such as hope, fear, and sadness intertwined. Manyao secretly sighed, in fact, he probably already has a bottom line in his heart! It's just that he can't believe it, and he doesn't want to admit it. He must have hoped that if he wasn't Fu Yuan's son, he would rather be an unknown person than Yun Guifei's son. Is he scared? I am afraid that the belief he has insisted on for more than 20 years is not just a joke, but also a pawn used by the enemy to hurt his closest relatives. However, the result was so cruel, she wondered if he could bear it
Manyao opened her mouth, her eyes lowered, but she couldn't say anything. She has already experienced the cruelty of revealing the truth, the kind of heart-wrenching despair, enough to make people collapse. And she, at least Wuyou and his son are there to support her to live, but what does Fu Tzu have? If it must be said that he still has something, then there is probably only the cold half of the country left.
Why should the hatred and entanglements of the previous generation make the next generation bear the consequences? She and Hen'er are like this, Wuyou is like this, Rong Qi is like this, and Fu Zhao is like this, they are innocent people, but their fate has already been doomed in the dark, making people uneasy.
She sighed in her heart, but Zongzheng Wuyou frowned, her phoenix eyes were sinister, and her voice was cold: "Who are you? I'll tell you."
Manyao was stunned, looking at Zongzheng Wuyou's cold face, it seemed that he already knew, but he didn't forgive Fu Zhao for it. Will he complain in his heart? Just like he did to Zongzheng Yuhe, he knew it was not his father's fault, but he still couldn't help complaining and hating. Although Fu Tzu was innocent, he contributed to the destruction of Concubine Yun's body after all. Fu Yuan is really ruthless, creating so many irreconcilable grievances between their brothers, hatred for destroying their mother, hatred for taking away their wives, Fu Yuan wants to make it difficult for the two brothers to let go of their old suspicions even if they recognize each other. Zongzheng Wuyou's body trembled slightly, he didn't turn his eyes to look at Zongzheng Wuyou, he just pressed his lips tightly, his handsome face gradually began to turn pale.
Zongzheng Wuyou said: "You are the son of the person who was beaten to ashes by her! He carefully cultivated a pawn to take revenge on our Zongzheng royal family."