Sleeve the world, mourning melody

As the saying goes, the way of heaven is unfair, it is indeed unfair...

☆, leading edge

With the bright moon hanging high, an unremarkable courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing was crowded with people.

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A young man wearing a jade crown and a brocade robe pushed open the door and strode in, ignoring the people leaning over on both sides. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a beard, who was wearing a navy blue robe with a soft lining. Armour, with a light gait.

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"You guys are so courageous!" The young man stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his back, and turned around with his sleeves thrown angrily, "You dare to assassinate my courtier!"

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In an instant, everyone knelt down on the ground, and the purple-robed man at the head argued anxiously: "Your Majesty, I'm just teaching him a lesson."

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"Lesson?!" The young man had been glaring at the man since he spoke just now, and he was even more furious now, "If Yiqing hadn't been lucky enough to get the help of a nobleman, wouldn't the documents in the governor's office be full of my imperial case at this moment?!"

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"I know I was wrong! You deserve death!" The man took the lead and knelt down, his gloomy eyes seemed to pierce the stone slab in front of him.

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"Did my imperial court raise capable ministers like you who act recklessly beforehand and speak loudly afterwards, not to mention loyal and virtuous!" The young man snorted coldly, showing the majesty of the monarch.

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The purple-robed man was silent, and the people behind him were as fearful as they were, not even daring to breathe.

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Silence for a while...

"I heard that my brother-in-law was injured?" The young man walked up to the leading man and stood still, bent down to help him, and calmed down.

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"Thanks to Your Majesty's concern, it's okay." The man raised his eyes, his indifferent face was filled with surprise, and his sharp-edged face was clearly imprinted in the candlelight.

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All the people in the hall got up one after another, stood on the spot with their heads down in panic, and listened respectfully to the hadith.

After helping the man up, the young emperor put his hand on his shoulder, and patted him comfortingly, "Go back to the house earlier, so that Chu'er won't worry." One sentence: "My brother-in-law is sick, so he doesn't have to go to court in the near future, just rest at home."

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"...Respectfully, Your Majesty." The man in purple robe turned around and bowed to the increasingly blurred figure in the courtyard.

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After entering the palace, he heard the surprise report from the servants. The young emperor walked in a hurry, his face was full of radiance, and he went straight to the Lingyu Hall without changing his casual clothes. He grabbed a maid at the entrance of the hall and asked, "But Yi'er is back?"

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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is taking a bath right now." The leading maid saluted respectfully.

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"Then I'll just wait." The young emperor's face did not show any anger or dissatisfaction, but revealed joy after receiving an affirmative answer.

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"Your Majesty ordered, if Your Majesty insists on waiting, please move to the main hall." The maid in charge stepped forward to salute, and replied cautiously.Even though the situation between the emperor and the empress was like this in the past—the empress has always been arrogant and indulgent, but fortunately, the majesty never got angry, but instead kept accommodating—but it is really a feeling for her to be caught between the two masters as a little maid. ...frightened and miserable.

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"All step back, there is no need to wait on you." His Majesty the Emperor, who was in high spirits, beckoned to dismiss the palace servants, and walked happily and impatiently in the palace.

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After a stick of incense, while he was still waiting happily, he suddenly heard a charming laugh from the bedroom, "The concubine should die, let Your Majesty wait for a long time."

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The man turned around in surprise, and saw a woman in a pure white inner dress lightly picking up the bead curtain with green fingers.

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The hair is like a waterfall, the black pupils are vermilion lips, and the cheeks are rosy. It really looks like a lotus!The man was amazed.

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But the woman's smile was just like a flash in the pan, and it disappeared in an instant.After hastily saluting, the woman raised her eyes, looked directly at the young king in front of her, and said calmly, "Why is Your Majesty here late at night?"

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The man lost his obsessed look, and said softly: "I heard that you have returned to the palace, I..."

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"Your Majesty has been on the throne for many years, why can't this claim be changed?" The woman sneered.

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"Yi'er..." He seemed to have something to say, but the only thing that came out of his mouth was a nickname for her, and the unfinished words came to an abrupt end.

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"It's late at night, if your majesty has nothing else to do, please go back." The owner of this palace didn't pay attention to the lord of the world at all, and issued an order to evict guests like an impatient host's random visitors.

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After a long silence, the man sighed softly, "I know why you came back this time."

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"Why?" The woman raised her interest and looked at him squarely.

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"Shi Yan brought someone to hurt her, and you came back to seek justice for her?" The young emperor looked at her, his first wife, seriously.

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The woman looked back at him and smiled lightly, "She is your minister, why would you ask me to come to seek justice?"

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"If you just treat her as my minister, then it will be fine." The man's brows tightened.

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The woman said nothing, and turned to leave.

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The man stepped forward and twisted her wrist, "Yi'er, I will promise anything you want, leave her!"

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The woman frowned in pain, but she didn't resist. She turned around slowly and said every word, "What I want, even if you are the emperor, you can't give it to me."

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"But you are already my wife!" The man pulled her into his arms forcefully, buried his head in her arrow and whispered: "I promise you anything, I can do anything."

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"So Your Majesty wants to destroy his promise?" The woman asked leisurely without fear.

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Before the big wedding, he had promised to heaven that he would never hurt her a bit, never make her difficult, and never force her in the slightest.

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The man let go, carefully protected her in his arms, and murmured: "Yi'er, but you also promised me, try to accept mine."

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She took a step back and opened the distance, "If I met her first, I would never say that."

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The man lowered his hands and smiled sadly, "It's really ridiculous that I lost to a woman."

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"She is not an ordinary woman." Nor is it comparable to an ordinary man.Xiao Jingyi took another step back and looked back, "It's late at night, Your Majesty, please rest early."

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"I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much. Today, can I stay?"

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The woman paused, then smiled again, "The world belongs to you, Your Majesty, please do as you please." After speaking, she stepped into the bedroom, ignoring the people behind her.

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The moon was shining brightly, and the two of them who were clinging to each other on the bed did not sleep peacefully.

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The woman was alert to the hand on her waist, and did not close her eyes until the sound of long breathing came from behind.

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And behind her, under the moonlight, the man quietly copied the appearance of his beloved woman, over and over again...

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Yue Ling stepped into the bedroom softly, already alarming the person leaning on the desk with his chin resting.

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"Miss, there is news from the General's Mansion that she has gone back."

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Sima Zi nodded slightly, with a tired look on his face, "What's the matter?"

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"It was Miss Luoshang who helped her go back... The two of them talked for a long time in the room before. General Mo was fine when he left, but somehow he came out..." Yue Ling paused, then continued boldly, "According to Yue Lan, it looks like it's been drunk."

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Sima Zi got up, "Luo Shang from Chunyi Building?"

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"Yes."

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Looking outside the door, "It seems that we guessed correctly, Chunyi Building originally belonged to the Xiao Pavilion, and she is also from the Xiao family."

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Yue Ling nodded aside, "That's the only way to make sense."

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"She doesn't like drinking... You should go to bed early and go check it out tomorrow morning. What's wrong with her today?"

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Knowing who this "she" refers to, Yue Ling immediately obeys orders and leaves.

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Sima Zi was about to blow out the candles when there was another knock on the door.

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"Miss, this servant will change your medicine first." Yue Ling walked into the room by herself and put down the medicine box.

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"You go, I'll do it myself." Sima Zi waved his hand.

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Yue Ling stubbornly refused to give in, "You are not able to move with your wounds, so you should come here as a servant."

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Unable to resist Yueling's insistence, Sima Zi acquiesced and sat down.

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Yue Ling repeatedly told the wound not to get wet.Sima Zi had no choice but to take the wet cloth she handed over to wipe around the wound.

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The pain of changing the dressing was not much worse than the day before yesterday when he personally stabbed the knife. After changing the dressing, Yue Ling was persuaded to retreat, and the candle was extinguished. Sima Zi sat back by the bed, covering his shoulders, and lay down with his clothes on.

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The pain in the shoulder did not go away for a long time.She tossed and turned on the bed, opening and closing her eyes, she was thinking about that person.

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At dawn, she finally fell asleep, but in her dream, she was still entangled with that person...

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At that time, she was only twenty-eight, and she was the only daughter in Jiangzhou's governor's residence, and she was loved by all the elders in her family.

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When she met that person, she couldn't escape the words of chance and coincidence.