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"I remember it." Yueniang's eyes were fixed, as if she was being pulled by an invisible thread, which wound around the long-corroded coffin and led to the long-lost homeland.

"I am Taiping, my father is Gaozong Yuzhi, and my mother is Tianwushi. The person there is Awan." She pointed to the coffin in front of her, her voice was still weak, and she paused for a while.

"Awan?" Li Shishi confirmed in disbelief.

Yueniang nodded, and the width of her chin revealed the arrogance of a nobleman: "Zhongzong Zhaorong, Shangguan Wan'er."

She was still in a slim dress, but her proud neck like a bird's head added splendor to her, but the sorrow between her brows became more profound, making her seem like a person who walked along the path of age.

She said: "I have been loved by thousands of people since I was a child. I wear Hu clothes, men's clothes, jade belts, and scarves. I participated in the plan of my father and mother. I punished two Zhangs and wiped out Webster. .She is the daughter of a sinful minister, born in Ye Ting, known as A Niang, proficient in poetry and prose, in charge of edicts, reasoning and playing watches, known as the female prime minister, and weighs the world."

When mentioning Awan, the tiny and faint starlight in her eyes is full of light, like resurgent dead ashes, against the corners of her lips that are pursed like covering up, she looks extremely beautiful and exquisite.

"I am about the same age as her. We have similar interests, poetry and essays as a companion, and we have a very close friendship." She looked at the thoughtful A Yin with her misty phoenix eyes, and glanced at the ignorant Song Nineteen meaningfully. , and finally fell into the eyes of Li Shishi.

The corners of Li Shishi's lips moved, and he easily understood what she meant.

Yueniang's stubborn eyelashes drooped down, and she only lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes this time. She walked to Awan's coffin, stretched out her hand, but closed her four fingers hesitantly, grabbed the cuff, and then stretched out again. Open, and caress steadily and firmly on the heavy wood carrying her body.

She looked at the coffin, pursed the corners of her lips, let go after a while, and said: "In the fourth year of Jinglong, Tang Long's coup d'état, Longji punished Queen Wei's party, and cut Awan under the banner."

Her peaceful tone changed like a broken string, with an unbearable lingering tremor. Fortunately, the tremor was only for a moment, and when she closed her lips tightly, she quieted down along with her breathing.

The water seemed to be boiling, but before it could make a few noises, it was drained from the bottom of the cauldron.

What boils water is memory, and what draws salary is time.She caressed A Wan's coffin delicately and gently, and suddenly understood why she had chosen to forget. It turned out that some things were engraved in her bones, and she couldn't get rid of them unless she abandoned them.Without Awan, she is a wandering soul with nowhere to rely on, but with Awan, she is an evil ghost with a hard heart.

Her tears moistened her lower eyelashes, making it hard for her to see the shape of the coffin. She tried to open her eyes wide, but the eye sockets became more blurred. She wanted to let the tears fall, but whether those teardrops were reluctant to part with her or not Infected with A Wan, in short, he refuses to do what she wants.

The princess of Zhenguo, who is determined to kill and kill, is no different from a trafficker when she is powerless.

"I am deeply saddened. I donated five hundred pieces of silk, sent envoys to hang sacrifices, presided over the funeral ceremony, and personally wrote the epitaph."

——The water in Xiaoxiang is cut off, the mountains in Wanwei are tilted, the pearls are heavy and round, and the jade is broken into pieces.Just looking at the pines and trees, listening to the tombs quietly, long live the millennium, and singing the chants of pepper flowers.

"But," Li Shiyi leaned against the wall, and finally couldn't help reminding, "There is no inscription you wrote in this tomb."

"This tomb, where is that one?" Yueniang smiled silently for a while with tears in her eyes, then handed her pained eyes, shook her head and said, "I filled her original tomb with ox bones." , moved her coffin here, wrapped her body in golden jade clothes, and kept her body from decaying for five years, only hoping that one day, she could be resurrected."

Her eyes became sad and paranoid because of the last sentence. In the windy tomb, A Yin and Song Nineteen were shocked. Daring to lean against that evil wall, he only asked dryly, "Resurrection?"

He and A Yin looked at each other. If it was in the past, he would have scolded a nonsense long ago, but facing this princess with golden branches and jade leaves, she seemed to have softened her kneecaps, and she couldn't refute it no matter what.

"Yes." Yueniang raised her head, her eyes met the flickering kerosene lamp, and she glanced at the skeleton on the ground, "Have you ever heard of the soul-returning tree?"

Song Nineteen looked at Li Shiyi nervously, Li Shixi lifted his back leaning against the wall, and stuck it back, saying: "From "Ten Continents": Above the West Sea, in Juku Island, on the ground of Shenwei , there is a big tree, which is similar to maple, and the flower leaves are fragrant for hundreds of miles, and it is called the soul-reversing tree."

Seeing Song Nineteen's eyes shining brightly like a lamp wick, she listened very carefully, and said again: "Boil the juice in a jade cauldron to make the incense. Put the incense under the dead corpse's nose. It's alive."

"There is such a strange thing." Song Nineteen said crisply, and then asked Yueniang, "Then you found this soul-returning tree?"

Yueniang withdrew the hand supporting Awan's coffin, took a deep breath, and said, "Three years. On the one hand, I begged for the compilation of Awan's anthology, and on the other hand, I spent the whole country's efforts to find the soul tree. found."

She walked up to her own skeleton, squatted down, and put her fingertips against the knuckles she was grasping forward, as if comforting, but also sighing, and even faintly resentful, she stuck her index finger in through the gap between the bones , the inside is empty, and the treasures of the world have also been turned into loess.

She sighed softly, and said: "In the second year of Xiantian, I was forced to commit suicide because of my excessive power and the intolerance of the emperor. I drank poison with hatred, and the only thing on my mind was unresolved. In this tomb of Awan, I want to put the incense of returning to life on her nose."

She stretched out her hand to rub her darkened head, laughing so that her chest trembled: "It's almost, but not."

Only then did A Yin understand what she meant by her unfinished words, so it was so.

"The most embarrassing thing is that I have never confided a word of love to her. I just want her to come back to life and listen to what I say from the bottom of my heart."

"Three or two steps, it's bad, it's bad." She hugged the skull in her hand tightly, as if she was about to sink into it, but in the end she became a ghost, and even the pain no longer cared about her.

She leaned against Awan's coffin, with her head lightly resting on the wood, and said in a daze, "Awan still remembers the sentence you asked just now, and even recognized my bones. In this way, lonely ghosts have lived for many years. Forget it."

Ayin sighed deeply, and met Li Shishi's secretive eyes, and was taken aback by surprise.

"Eleven?" Ayin called her softly.

Li Shishi stroked the dry wall with his backhand, shook his head and said, "Since you have the incense of returning to life, why don't you use it yourself?"

"If you use it and leave the green hills, how can there be any regrets?" The words fell to the ground, and the words were heartbreaking, but Li Shishi's indifferent face seemed to be just asking about the weather. She walked to Yueniang's side, Kneeling down and looking at her at the same level: "The soul-reversing tree is not real, you knew it early on, didn't you?"

Everyone froze, Yueniang was shocked when she heard the words, and looked at the person in front of her in shock.Li Shishi's eyes were black and white so clearly that there was nothing in them, only the unconcealable panic of the person in front of her was reflected faithfully. She opened her lips, and the tears finally fell down, one by one As big as it is, she looks extremely ugly with tears running down her cheeks, and she has never regained the calm and calm appearance of the emperor.

The youngest Tu is most afraid of a girl crying, so she stretches out her hand to pull her, but sees that her eyes are red and the tip of her nose is red, her eyes are piled up like a wrinkled cloth, and the veins in her temples are convex and concave along with her ribs, as if she is trying to restrain herself and endure the pain in her heart Sobbing, but revealing his weakness in every detail.

She cried: "I... I."

Li Shishi's brows were tightly furrowed, she didn't want to poke Yueniang's weakness, but the pain lurking under the illusion of memory was the real meaning of difficulty.

When she was flipping through the "Old Book of Tang" a few days ago, she happened to read the life of Princess Taiping and Shangguan Zhaorong.

"You are deceiving others and yourself with fake medicines, and you only think that if you work harder and bring Awan back to life, you will be free from regret. The obsession is so strong that it has lasted for a thousand years. However, what is the Awan you are talking about?" Where is the dead one?"

Yue Niang's big tears fell to the ground, kicking up scattered dust, her blue veins exploded from the corners of her forehead, and snaked like coiled snakes to the back of her ears, the skin on the side of her face turned blue and white, she swallowed her tears, Gritting her teeth and looking at Awan's coffin, she finally choked up and said, "I thought she didn't have me in her heart."

She and Awan are both friends and enemies.Friends are friends in the boudoir, and enemies are political enemies in the court: "Awan is exquisite in many ways, and she has both sides, who can know which of her sentences are true and which are false?"

Yueniang twitched her wet nostrils, laughed tremblingly and said, "In the fourth year of Jinglong, during the Tang Long coup, I and Awan drafted an imperial edict to make Li Chongmao the crown prince. Afterwards, Empress Wei came to power, and I formed an alliance again. Longji cleared out Webster's followers and abolished Li Chongmao. However, Awan told me that Li Longji was ambitious and unwilling to be subordinated. .”

"She stood on the opposite side of life and death with me, and refused to say a soft word to me. I quarreled with her endlessly, hated her for being cold-hearted, and wanted to strengthen the alliance with Longji, so I didn't say a word, and Li Longji took her away. Beat it as Webster's party and beheaded under the banner."

"I want power, and I will reap the consequences." Yueniang raised her head and smiled, and slammed the back of her head on Awan's coffin.

Li Shiyi sighed to himself, then bent his legs, put his forearms on his knees, and asked her softly: "There is hatred between opposing positions, why is there an inscription written by relatives, presiding over the funeral ceremony, and forcing the resurrection?" ?”

"Because, because..." Yueniang's lips trembled like ice, and even her teeth rattled, she said, "When I was sorting out her belongings, I found a book that I read together when I was young. "

"The top of the case is obviously freshly turned. There is a page of paper inside, and there are only eight characters written in Feibai."

Li Shiyi's heart froze, and he heard Yueniang speak softly.

"For the rest of my life, it's hard to find peace."

The author says:

1. Shangguan Wan'er's epitaph, the theme of Taiping Gong: Xiaoxiang water breaks down, Wanwei mountains fall, pearls sink and circle fold, jade breaks into pieces.Just looking at the pines and trees, listening to the tombs quietly, long live the millennium, and singing the chants of pepper flowers. 2. Epitaph of Shangguan Wan'er: Princess Taiping was sad, and she gave 3 bolts of silk as a gift, and sent envoys to pay homage to her. 4. The tree of anti-soul and incense of returning to life come from "Ten Continents".The pattern of the tomb in front refers to the tomb of Zhenshangguan. [-]. "All my life, it will be hard to find peace" comes from "Daming Palace Ci", which was mentioned in the previous title, and I will say it again when it appears here.