The Emperor's Life

If that incident hadn't happened, no one knows what the relationship between the three of them would have become later on, but if it was.

The emperor's grandmother's birthday is approaching. To celebrate her [-]th birthday and worship her ancestors, the immediate family members of the Mu family, together with the emperor's grandmother, the emperor, the empress Mu Qingmu, left for the Huangling Palace, and Yang Li was among them as a guard.

The imperial grandmother loves opera, so Muli often runs to her, and can sit for a whole day. The poems and songs are sung in opera, which has a special charm. Therefore, this birthday celebration was conceived by the queen mother, and the future emperor Mu The troupe invited by Qing sang "The Peony Pavilion" to celebrate her birthday when they took the stage. The emperor's grandmother must be very happy.

Mu Qing didn't want to, but it was the emperor's grandmother's birthday after all, even if she was dissatisfied, she couldn't refute it, Mu Lile was leisurely, curious about the ugly costume, so she sneaked into the backstage when the troupe was getting ready, and saw the sad face sitting in front of the mirror Mu Qing, she has already put on the costumes and painted the dandelion costumes, the makeup traced by the gouache is very beautiful, Mu Li is a little envious.

Mu Qing also saw Mu Li, his eyes lit up, he thought about it, got up and grabbed Mu Li and said, "A Li, you came just in time, why don't you play for me..."

Mu Li's eyes widened in shock: "How is this possible?" Although the siblings are about the same height and look somewhat similar, after all, it is for the future prince to sing a show to celebrate his birthday.

Mu Qing tugged at the costume on her body: "I can't sing any operas, I learned a few lines in a hurry, if I can't sing well, it won't spoil the spirit of the imperial grandmother."

Muli: "..."

Mu Qing: "With makeup on, no one can see it. We change it secretly. Don't you also like drama?"

Mu Li was a little tempted, after all, the actual feeling was different from what I could only listen to from a distance every time.

Seeing that Muli was a little moved, Muqing continued: "Look at how beautiful this costume is, brother Ah Li, please help me."

Mu Li's throat tightened, and he couldn't help but say, "...OK"

After changing into costumes and painting with gouache, the two of them looked exactly the same, but Mu Li had a pair of phoenix eyes, and when he painted his eyebrows and painted black, he was very beautiful. Mu Qing practiced martial arts and had a good figure Naturally, it's not as soft as the one raised in Muli's honeypot. In this comparison, Muli's temperament fits so well with this costume, it's so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.No one could have imagined that this was a man.

Yang Li was going round and round, so he came to the palace to worship his ancestors and celebrate his birthday. There were only a few guards with him, and he didn't bring too many people with him. Li Bian also leaned on the pillar with great interest, and looked at the stage built not far away. Shi Shiran stepped out of a female role, walked out, and had the best figure. Even Yang Li felt suffocated.

Before Yang Li recovered his senses, "Dong Dong Qiang Qiang" started, and the bright red lips on the stage parted lightly: "I don't know where the love comes from, and it goes deep into the Peony Pavilion~" The female voice is out of tune, tactful as if Parrot crowing, without the femininity of a woman, is crisp and clean, ethereal and pleasant to hear. Yang Li is a little crazy, and his chest is also pounding along with the tone of the sound.

"It's hard to see when you go away, Fangcao Tianya Peach Blossom Fan" Muli on the stage sang with emotion, this tune is very familiar to him, and he is also very happy, throwing his sleeves back, unexpectedly falling into a pair of burning eyes, Yang Li!

Mu Li was startled, and when he met the other party's gaze, his heart jumped violently. His face was so hot that if it hadn't been covered with gouache, it would have burned red. He was a little surprised and worried. He was looking at it?Could it be seen that the one under this costume is Muli?

Mu Li was a little apprehensive, he missed two beats, he didn't dare to look at Yang Li again, and kept up with the beat calmly, but the scorching gaze still didn't leave him, his heart was still confused.

Towards the end, the hearts of both of them were not at peace, like a stone being thrown into the calm lake water, rippling in circles, something took root and sprouted out of the ground, unstoppable, it seemed that only the two of them were left in the world, and Mild and ethereal drama.

While Muli was still immersed in the beauty, the gongs, drums and accompaniment became chaotic, and the sound of running was accompanied by the terrified shouts of the palace people: "It's water! It's water!"

Muli came back to his senses, and found that the smoke was thick, like the whole palace was on fire, and wanted to go backstage, but the flames rushed over, the heat wave forced him to take two steps back, covering his mouth and nose, sister was still there Backstage, but now, the whole stage was on fire, he couldn't move a step, the smoke was so thick that he had difficulty breathing.

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, coughing and Mu Li squatted down, he could no longer tell the direction, the air in his lungs was drawn away, he thought, maybe he was about to die... Suddenly the flame in front was split, and rushed into a sword-wielding The person in black clothes, like a god arriving to save the world, with the wind and heat waves, grabs Muli's hand and dashes back and forth.

The hands were tightly grasped, Mu Li looked at the broad back in front of him, all the previous fear was dispelled, but his eyes widened in surprise.

After running out of the palace, Mu Li couldn't run any longer, and gasped and said: "...Yang...Yang...Li" As soon as the words fell, the hand holding him felt instantly stiff.

Mu Li was stunned, he shouted with his own voice, and his palm must be quite different from Ajie's, Yang Li should have discovered that it was not Ajie he saved.

Muli raised his head, and sure enough, he saw Yang Li's surprised expression. Muli's eyes darkened, and he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Yang Li shook off his hand and ran to the palace.

Muli felt the remaining touch in the palm of his hand, and his heart throbbed uncontrollably.

The fire was strange, but it was completely burned. There were more than 100 people in the whole palace, and only Muli, a weak branch of the Mu family, survived.

In the end, Muli saw Yang Li in the burnt-out palace, kneeling in a pile of charred coals, dressed disheveledly, and heart ashes.

Muli's heart seemed to be caught, sinking into the darkness, bottomless.

After that, Yang Li escorted Muli back to the palace, and Muli gave Yang Li the surname of Mu, changing his name to Muli, and the two depended on each other.

A big fire burned down the royal family of Dashang, and also set up a turbulent situation. Taking advantage of the chaos, even the 15-year-old Mu Li could only go into battle, and he, Mu Li, sat on the throne that belonged to my sister. , looking down at the world.

Mu Li didn't want to inherit the throne, so Mu Li said to him before marching: "This country belongs to Mu Qing, and I will guard it for her! This throne belongs to Mu Qing, you have to guard it for her! This is what we owe her." of!"

Although the two get along without incident, they both understand that there is an invisible scar in their hearts.

After 13 years, Dashang tended to be stable, but this country... the one guarding it is Muli, the one who belongs to it is Muqing, and what is Muli?