Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

When he left, he had already unscrewed the black-clothed guard at the entrance of the secret door, and subconsciously caressed the soft petals with his fingers, just as if he was suddenly taken from the door.

As if waking up from a dream, the sadness and determination that had been suppressed with great difficulty spread out uncontrollably in an instant.

".,,

In the darker and unlit side hall, the man took off his platinum dragon robe, bit his lips and looked at the only vase of Mrs. Snow White in the hall, the corners of his eyes were already shining with the moonlight, and he stopped behind him at some point After all, the man couldn't help but let out a sigh from his lips, and knelt down beside him, leaning gently on the man's trembling shoulders.

"Since you have promised to send me away, you are still crying like this. Could it be that you are crying for these peonies?"

Noticing the weight on his shoulders, the person who had gone back and forth returned to his side, he immediately raised his hand, hugged the person firmly in his arms, and murmured: "... Qinger..."

"Ajin..." Wu Yaqing sighed helplessly after being hugged tightly by that person, after all, ignoring the constant pain in her heart, she raised her head and kissed the moist corner of the person's lips, "Don't cry gone."

On the second day after the abolished concubine Wu Yaqing was restored, when there were still many speculations about the reason in the harem, the emperor issued an imperial decree in the early court, and the Ministry of Rites prepared for the empress ceremony in one month, and was conferred the title of empress. The candidate was the noblest and highest-ranked concubine in the harem, who had just been resettled.

"Today's noble concubine, Wu Yashi, is suyongdemao, gentle and courteous, with the quality of Huirou. She is gentle and virtuous, quiet and upright, and has the beauty of peace and integrity. The queen's respect is the same as mine. She inherits the ancestral temple, the mother of the world, and only virtue. The crown is worthy of it, and now I personally confer the golden book and phoenix seal, as the master of the six palaces!"

"Long live your majesty, long live your majesty, and your empress!"

On the steps in front of the Palace of Political Affairs, civil and military officials and royal family members were kneeling, dressed in the empress's red formal attire with gold silk, with a golden phoenix spreading its wings on her hair. The angry face flitted across, and finally settled on the person beside him who was smiling and staring at him, and at the same time, he showed a smile of uncertainty.

"Niangniang, Niangniang?"

After the self-proclaimed empress ceremony, Wu Yaqing moved into the Jingren Palace where the empress lived. When the sun was about to rise, Li'er, who was dressed as a female official, walked in slowly and faced the woman who was reclining on the couch. The queen who was flipping through the book bowed and saluted, seeing that Wu Yaqing seemed to be in a trance, she raised her voice slightly and called out a few words.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing him come back to his senses, Li'er showed a smile, and hurriedly replied: "It's almost time for lunch, a letter has been delivered from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and His Majesty's dragon chariot is coming."

"Is lunch ready?"

"It's all ready."

Wu Yaqing nodded, put down the book in her hand, turned sideways and was about to get up: "That's good..."

Unexpectedly, within a moment of his feet landing and standing up, there was a sudden sharp pain in his stomach, and then his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell limply on the side of the couch, so frightened that the female officer in front of the couch quickly raised her hand Holding his body, he carefully put him back on the couch, and cried out anxiously.

"Your Majesty! Come here!"

When Wu Yaqing opened her eyes again, the outside of Jingren Palace was already dark, and a figure was sitting not far from him, the dragon pattern on the sleeve was illuminated by the lights, and there was a little expression on the handsome face. Happy, was looking at a book with great interest, as if aware of his gaze, immediately turned around and looked down at him, seemed a little happier for some reason.

"Qing'er, you're awake."

Wu Yaqing nodded, although she felt that her eyes were still a bit dark, she subconsciously wanted to stand up: "A Jin..."

"Be careful." Seeing that he seemed to get up, the person sitting next to him hurriedly held him down, tucked the quilt up for him carefully, and took the soft bag again.

The pillow let him lean on it, and with an incomparably bright smile, he picked up the medicine bowl on the table, bowed his head and blew on his lips, "Hurry up and drink the medicine."

"

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Wu Yaqing was puzzled by his actions, she frowned and didn't open her mouth: "I'm fine, what medicine did you suddenly take?"

Nan Jinxu sat beside him, looking at him with a smile all the time, hearing that he turned around on him, shaking the spoon in his hand, but he didn't want to throw it out, his eyes couldn't help but make Wu Yaqing feel even more strange, Until His Majesty finally opened his mouth slowly and said: "Of course you are fine, but it's just the little things in your stomach making trouble. If you want him to be honest, you will naturally have to drink medicine. Why don't you open your mouth sooner?"

"……what?"

Seeing him stunned for a moment after hearing this, the smile on the person sitting by the bed became more gentle: "Could it be that Qing'er was so frightened that she couldn't even understand what I said?"

"...Your Majesty means..."

"My love..." Seeing that his sweetheart didn't listen to him clearly, he refused to drink the medicinal soup anyway, so he simply put down the medicine bowl in his hand, raised his hand to hold her in his arms, and paused every word in a soft voice. He whispered in his ear, "You are sitting in the palace and have my son."

"It's only been a month..." Even though he was hugged by that person, he still felt a little flustered for no reason. After pulling away the crimson peony hosta, he couldn't help subconsciously saying, "Your Majesty!"

"Even if you have forgotten what I said to you when I gave you the hairpin back then, I have not forgotten a single word." The man in the white shirt smiled, clenched the hairpin in his palm and took a few steps back, avoiding Wu Ya. The fingers that were about to grab you, a bit of tenderness flashed in his eyes, "Drink the medicine quickly and sleep, I will be back when you wake up."

Wu Yaqing looked at his child dumbfoundedly, and walked out with the hairpin in her hand. She couldn't help but feel helpless for a while, but the smile on her face deepened: "Just carve some patterns, and His Majesty will make a big splash."

As soon as the news of the queen's sitting in the palace came out, not to mention the reaction in the harem, the outside courts kept silent, like the silence before the storm, until when the queen was sitting in the palace for nearly seven months, a car with a phoenix pattern printed on it The carriage entered from the gate of the imperial capital in the middle of the night, and entered the inner city along the road.

On the second day after the carriage entered the city, the sun had just passed by, and when it was time to deliver medicine to the queen in Jingren Palace, Li Er, who had been serving the queen, walked in with her head lowered. With a clear expression, he offered the glass medicine bowl with both hands, and reminded in a low voice respectfully.

"Ma'am, your medicine is here."

Wu Yaqing saw the medicine bowl by mistake, and lowered his head and drank it indifferently. However, just as he put down the medicine bowl and was about to turn his eyes to the chessboard in front of him again, he caught sight of the medicine bowl in the corner of his eye. The person in the bowl didn't leave immediately, but still stood there motionless, even lowered so that he couldn't see his face clearly.

He frowned subconsciously, but he didn't feel wrong: "...Li'er, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing his voice, Li'er in front of him suddenly knelt down in front of him, knocked her head heavily on the ground, her voice was hoarse as if she had just cried, but she said each word very clearly: "Your Majesty, actually this paragraph You have been raising a baby in the inner palace for a long time without knowing it, Grand Tutor Wu Ya

I went back to the imperial capital yesterday and wanted to send a post to ask to see you, but was blocked several times by His Majesty, so I have never been able to see you.

"

Hearing Wu Yatuo's voice, Wu Yaqing's brows twitched, hatred and hatred flashed in her eyes, and she waved her sleeves to signal her to go down, so there is no need to talk about this matter: "It's a good thing Your Majesty blocked his post, I don't need to go again Get angry."

After the words fell, the kneeling female officer seemed to have no reaction, but the person sitting on the couch felt that something was wrong. The next moment, there was a sudden pain in his bulging abdomen, which made him hold the table in front of him unbearably. His eyes turned to the person kneeling not far away like lightning, but the pain in his stomach became more severe at this moment. He stared at the loyal female officer who had been serving him since he entered the palace in disbelief. Supporting himself in the severe pain, he did not immediately lose his sanity.

"...Lier...why..."

"I'm sorry... Your Majesty..." Li'er seemed to have anticipated his pain. Seeing that his lips were pale and still motionless, she just knelt on the spot blankly and explained softly, "My servant... this servant is...it's Wu Ya The family gave birth to a son, both parents and elder brother were arrested by Grand Tutor Wu Ya, the slaves just wanted to save them, not to harm the mother, the slaves were forced..."

Just as she was muttering to herself, Wu Yaqing couldn't hold it anymore, the voice in her ears gradually faded away, and the darkness in front of her eyes became more and more dark. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, not knowing what exactly he wanted to hold , but what remained in front of him in the end was only continuous severe pain and a piece of blood red.

Eight? Can't stop crying

It was probably because he was poisoned, and the child born prematurely in July with great effort was a twin with distorted limbs and bruised skin. He closed his eyes and did not breathe as soon as he was born, as if he was stillborn in the womb.

When the prince of the royal family dies before he is one year old, he will not name his grave, and he will not even hang a white curtain. However, even though the loss is so heartbreaking, Jingren Palace, which belongs to the queen, is still dead silent. In the silence, the peony was fragrant in the dark, but there was no cry.

It was getting dark outside, and Lady Yao, who was newly appointed by the emperor to serve the queen, put down the lamp in her hand, and glanced at the pale and indifferent queen sitting by the window not far away, who had not said a word all day, A look of worry flashed in his eyes, he subconsciously stepped forward, and tentatively called out in a low voice.

"My lady..."

Before her words fell, Wu Yaqing who sat there seemed to be in a daze, and seemed to have nothing to look at, stood up, lowered her head and brushed her sleeves, and ordered in a very soft voice: "I want to be alone. Go out for a walk, don't follow."

Lady Yao did not dare to disobey his words, she timidly responded in a low voice, watching his figure gradually go away: "...it is..."

The night became darker and darker, and gradually only the soft moonlight fell, illuminating the beautiful face of the man beside the flowers under the moon.

The person standing in the depths of the shadow saw this scene, his eyes hidden in the darkness moved slightly, and the maroon robe slipped from the silver moon, even though it was not the deep winter, he was already wearing fox fur, as if he was very afraid of the cold On his pale face, his extremely thin lips were lifted slightly, showing an unknown smile, and he bowed his hands to the person standing beside the white peony flower, as if he was going to be blown away with the flower, his voice was hoarse and deep like a poisonous snake.

"The minister sees the empress."

Hearing his voice, the person whose back was turned to him suddenly trembled, the pair of black eyes opened instantly, and the pupils shrank under the moon, almost becoming a small dot, and the words fell from between the teeth Squeeze out: "Master Wuya——"

Wu Yatuo had a faint smile on his face, with an expression like the breeze and the moon. The face illuminated by the moonlight was pure and innocent, and the shadow of the smile was full of viciousness: "Why does your empress look so terrifying, but what did I do wrong?" thing?"

Wu Yaqing stared at him fiercely, clasped her fingertips tightly into her palms, dark red blood dripped down her fair knuckles, her pretty face gradually distorted in the darkness, her tone became lower and lower: "You dare to harm me?" My child, Your Majesty and I will never let you go!"

Before he finished speaking, the person standing in front of him suddenly raised his head and laughed with some sarcasm, his brows were full of cold mockery.

Wu Yaqing bit her lower lip tightly, so that she could restrain herself from going up and attack immediately, but the hatred in her heart deepened: "

Why are you laughing? "

"Could it be that you have always thought that Li'er has been serving you for a long time, and His Majesty will not be able to find out that it is from the Wuya family?" Wu Yatuo laughed for a moment, then suddenly stopped laughing and looked directly at him. It was full of ridicule, "Do you think that without His Majesty's acquiescence, Li'er could easily poison your medicine and make you lose your child?"

The snow-colored fox fur was blown left and right in the wind in the middle of the night, and it looked whiter and softer against the pale face and thin fingers, and the man's almost bloodless thin lips were still hooked. She smiled, but it didn't look like a smile anymore: "Qing'er, I never thought that after so many years, you are still so naive."

The dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and one piece blocked the silver-white moon, making the fluorescent stone road look dark and cold, but the people who walked on it step by step seemed to be unaware, clinging to each other alone The cold wall closed his eyes, and his face was miserable.

White without a trace of snow.

The coldness behind his back gradually seeped into his back, his body just broken out of the palace couldn't stand the coldness, his back was already throbbing a little, but he still ignored it, as if he didn't feel anything, until two faint When Yue's female voice sounded in a trance from not far from the corner, he slowly opened his eyes, supported himself and stood up straight, wanting to leave.

But the moment he moved his steps, those two voices suddenly sounded like thunder, making the steps he wanted to move froze for an instant.

"I heard that after the queen gave birth to a stillborn baby these days, your majesty was furious. He sent the Wu Ya family to the palace and hadn't favored him. The girls from the branches who wanted to share the favor with the queen were all killed. "

Not far away, there seemed to be three court ladies coming together, and they were whispering in a low voice, but unfortunately, not far from the corner was Wu Yaqing, who was silent with her head down, just hiding her body in the darkness, and the unspoken risen Any one of the three saw it: "Not only that, do you know what happened in the previous dynasty?"

"Qianchao?" One of the women became a little interested, and hurriedly tugged at the sleeves of the person beside her and asked, "What happened to the previous court?"

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"I don't know, a big event happened in the past few days." The person whose sleeves were pulled by her was proud, and raised his voice slightly, "I heard that Otaki sent the princess these few days for peace talks. Li, Your Majesty is already preparing to marry that princess."

Hearing these words, the person lying in the darkness shook his fingers, and suddenly pursed his thin lips.

"Since Otaki sent the princess, shall we also send the princess?"

"That's not necessary, I heard that a proton is going to be sent."

"Proton?"

"Yes, I heard that one of the two princes of Empress Yuan will be sent to live in Otaki as a hostage."

Before the words were finished, the person who had been lowering his eyes suddenly raised his head, looked at the three people who were speaking inexplicably, his throat seemed to be blocked by something for a while, and he subconsciously wanted to open his mouth but was unable to speak. ——The first and fourth princes born of the Empress Yuan have been recorded in his name since he was named empress, because they are the two children born of Wu Yatuo's sister-in-law, and he can't like it no matter what, But he didn't want to make them stay away from their homeland since they were young, and they might even die in a foreign country.

But he suddenly knew clearly in his heart that for the death of the child in his womb, that person's hatred was more difficult to express than him. The death of the woman from the branch of the Wuya clan was just the beginning, and this was the real revenge.

"Which prince is that, is it settled?"

"Probably the eldest prince."

"Eldest Prince?! Isn't the Eldest Prince the descendant of His Majesty Yuan Empress? Logically speaking..."

"Accordingly, it is true that the eldest son is favored, but I am afraid that it is because the eldest prince is the son of the Wuya clan, so His Majesty is not heartbroken at all. The Wuya clan has enjoyed enough glory and wealth for so many years. Back then, as a bastard son, His Majesty His biological mother was murdered by the Queen Mother Wu Ya, and Princess Roujia was forced to disappear, and they were almost at odds with each other. If Wu Ya had not held too much power, it would not be an exaggeration for His Majesty to kill their entire clan. ..."

"Okay, okay, don't let other people hear these words, hurry up..."

At the end of the three people's talk, they were already a little timid. He couldn't help lowering his eyes again, and quietly turned the corner to avoid their sight, and he was not noticed by any of them just now.

The dark clouds were slowly blown away by the breeze, and he slowly raised his head to look, but his eyes suddenly became blurred.

He still clearly remembered that just now, under the moonlight, the cheek of the person he still hated so much, who wanted to eat his flesh and bite his skin, seemed to reappear in his mind as soon as he closed his eyes, with that person who wanted to be completely torn apart. With a smile, he spoke to him word by word.

"Don't you know? As long as your surname is Wu Ya, His Majesty will never be able to agree with you! Even if you favor the Six Palaces and even have children, as long as Wu Ya and Nan exist together for a day , it must be either you die or I die, there is absolutely no way for the two sides to coexist!"

In fact, I have already expected it...but I didn't expect it...

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, forced himself to suppress the tears in his eyes, and walked along the stone road in a daze. When he raised his head again, he found that he had unconsciously walked to the front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, guarding the The little eunuch at the gate of the hall saw his figure from a distance, immediately stepped forward quickly, and bowed to him respectfully.

"See..."

"Go down." He hooked the corners of his lips weakly, pulled out a smile that didn't look like a smile, and said in a very soft voice, "I will go in and see Your Majesty by myself."

The little eunuch didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly stood where he was and replied: "Yes, ma'am."

As soon as he stepped close to the covered palace door, a low voice came from inside. His fingers that wanted to open the door froze suddenly, and his thin lips opened and closed weakly, but was suddenly stopped by the voice next to his ear. .

"Your Majesty, now that Otaki's envoy is here, you are about to marry Princess Otaki, but the Queen..."

"Qing'er, don't talk about it yet." After a moment of silence, the very familiar voice sighed, with a bit of regret in his words, "He just lost his child, and he has been in a trance for the past few days. He was thinking too much. I married the princess just as a stopgap measure, let alone pampering her. When the proton is delivered, she will disappear, so it doesn't matter."

"But if you really take the First Prince as a proton, will the Wu Ya clan..."

The man snorted heavily, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Since Wu Yatuo dared to kill Zhen and Qing'er's children, he should be prepared to lose their important chess pieces as well. Those women are just a cover-up, and they can't be moved. As long as I live for a day, I will never let a child with Wu Ya's blood ascend to the throne of God!"

"Then...forgive me for asking boldly, if the empress sits in the palace again, your majesty..."

"Qing'er is my beloved, and his children are also the treasure of my heart. I can't bear to hurt any of them." After a long silence, the man's footsteps sounded, and the voice was vague and gentle, "Just Except for this dragon chair, as long as I can give him... I will give it to him."

Nine? Empty and still leaning on the railing

In the endless darkness, he sat motionless by the side of the bed, his eyes fell slowly, his slender and cold fingers lifted up, caressed the handsome sleeping face of the man, and his fingertips touched the man's frowning brows At that moment, he couldn't help but pause slightly, leaned down and kissed the warm skin, silently showing a resolute smile.

That's all.

Rather than let him and that person's beloved child be shrouded in the bloody light of Nanshi and Wuya's life-and-death struggle, and be tortured by endless grievances and hatreds, it is better to stop this idea from the beginning.

"Blood coral..." His lips were still on the man's eyebrows, but tears suddenly slipped down the corners of his eyes. He tremblingly took out a small piece of herb from his sleeve, clenched it tightly in his hand, and murmured softly , "Finally, this day has come... I thought that I would never have to eat this thing when I met you, but who knows that it's just a circle, and I can't hide from it..."

Early in the morning of the second day, the sky began to be gloomy and without sunlight, and then it rained again before noon, and there was no light in the patter, and before dinner, it was already completely dark.

In the huge Jingren Palace, there was not a single light on.

Changed into casual attire and before he finished approving the papers, he felt his heart beating for no reason. Standing by the bed, he saw the emperor in complete darkness, frowning and striding into the bedroom. After wandering around for a while, he finally saw the faint The bright light outlines a very familiar figure.

He subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to walk up to that person, and called out in a low voice, "Qing'er?"

Hearing his voice, the person with his back moved, his voice seemed to respond hoarsely.

He let go of his originally raised heart, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he walked slowly over to grab the cold fingers of the man, and held them tightly in his palms to warm them: "It's so dark in the bedroom, why don't you ask someone to light a lamp? "

In the darkness, the man's voice seemed to be floating on the surface of the water, and it was so light that it would disappear completely after taking a breath.

"I don't like them lighting up the lights, it's too bright."

"...Qing'er?" He frowned slightly, and raised his hand to caress the man's cheek, but the man held his palm back, "Your voice is a bit wrong, what's wrong?"

The man seemed to let out a low laugh, and covered his cold and moist lips: "Ah Jin..."

He hugged the man's cold body tightly, gently sucked the man's watery lips, smiled vaguely and said in a low voice: "You came to kiss me just after drinking the medicine, are you complaining that the medicine is too bitter?"

"Blood coral is not bitter, Your Majesty." The man bit his lower lip lightly, but his voice became softer, and he could hardly find the direction to fall. "Taste carefully, does it still have a little sweetness?"

"... What did you say?" The moment he heard those three words, he didn't come back to his senses at first, but he suddenly understood something, opened his eyes wide in the darkness, and asked in a low voice in disbelief, "Qing'er, don't be joking with me...you... ate blood coral?"

The man smiled lowly, and responded without hesitation: "Not bad."

He hugged the man's arm tightly, and instantly let it go completely in astonishment. He didn't even realize that when he spoke again, a tremor had already penetrated into his words: "Why?"

"Because I've been lying to you from the beginning."

The warm breath that is close at hand blows towards the face, with a familiar fragrance, but the words spoken do not have a trace of pity.

"The person I love is actually not you from beginning to end...but Shan'er, my childhood sweetheart who grew up with me...

...?

There was a sudden pain in his heart, and he could hardly maintain the calm just now. He only felt that his hands and feet seemed to seep into the ice and snow. And that woman also betrayed you..."

The man finally let out a low chuckle, and took a step back to avoid his embrace: "Of course it was a play in front of His Majesty. Could it be that His Majesty thought that I was really that stupid back then, and that Your Majesty and I had shared the same bed?" One night, I saw His Majesty's face again, but didn't recognize it at all?"

The hanging fingers trembled, and they couldn't hold them tightly again, but the words were like thin ice that could break at the touch of a touch.

"impossible!"

"Your Majesty actually knows something in his heart, right?"

The man didn't seem to take his rebuttal seriously, and his tone was still the same, but the words he said seemed to smash a dagger in the bottom of his heart, and the hot blood flowed down the bottom of his heart quietly, silently: "Has your Majesty always I was wondering, when I saw you for the first time in the imperial garden, why did I act like I never knew you? Naturally, it was because I was acting in a scene where I went from ruthless to you There is love, from love to affectionate drama..."

Even though the tears fell suddenly at some unknown time, he still hooked the corners of his lips, and his voice calmed down again: "Then why don't you continue acting now?"

"The child of the minister is gone, but even if the child is born, it is not the child that the minister is looking forward to. If there is no child, it will be gone." The man said such meaningless words in a very soft voice. The words seemed to have a gentle smile, "But I'm a little tired, I think it's better to explain all this to His Majesty from the beginning, I don't want to continue acting anymore, I just want to draw a line with Your Majesty!"

In the darkness, there was no reply for a long time.

When he bent down in pain and couldn't help himself, still staring at the shadow in front of him who said such cruel words but still seemed calm as before, what he would never know was that that person was also fixed Staring fixedly at him, the corners of his lips showed a tragic and hopeless, but also beautiful smile that made people weep.

I'm sorry, Jin.

As long as the love between you and me is still there, you will never be cruel and completely eradicate the entire Wu Ya family. In the end, if you can't fight Wu Ya Tuo, you will definitely die without a place to die.

I don't want to, and I can't watch you being plotted against by someone, or even die at the hands of that person because of me.

If you hate me... I think you can be ruthless and wait until that day...

Even if I will die at your hands in the end, I will definitely not regret it.

After a long silence, no one said a word.

It wasn't until a person staggered and turned around, as if he wanted to step away from here, that the still gentle words sounded with some self-deception: "Qing'er, I know you are talking nonsense, you just lost Child, you are in a bad mood and need to rest, I will not stay here to disturb you, I will go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation first, and I will come to see you after the morning court tomorrow..."

"Does Your Majesty still find it strange? Since I have been in love with Shan'er for so many years, how can I suddenly become pleasing to Your Majesty just because I get along with her for a few days? What's more, I am a man, and I can only love women. , how could it be a man like me?

Just when the man's hand touched the doorknob and was about to forcefully pull the door open, Wu Yaqing, who was still standing there, opened and closed her thin lips suddenly, and said firmly, word by word.

"Your Majesty, do you know why I am called Qing?" In the darkness, he raised his head slightly, closed his eyes with a smile, "It's because of my mother and father—he was my father's double attendant, and he has always loved me. Looking at my ruthless father, the patriarch of the Wuya clan of the previous generation, and later when my father was drunk, my mother and father fulfilled their wish and dedicated themselves to my father, but my father expelled him from the mansion after he sat in the palace. Don’t recognize me as a concubine! Before my mother and father died, they grabbed my arm and told me..."

After a period of embarrassing silence, he suddenly burst into a low laugh, with tears in his hoarse voice that he was trying to hide: "The most unbelievable thing in this world is this so-called love!"

The person standing by the door was stabbed by his words, as if he had finally lost his mind, his arm hit the door frame heavily, and he let out an ugly loud noise: "Enough!"

Wu Yaqing opened her eyes in vain, staring at the darkness in front of her, feeling that the man walked in front of her in a few steps, and her fingers almost crushed his shoulder blades, without any trace of pity and tenderness: "You... have never believed in me, have you?! Wu Yaqing... What is the difference between you and that brother of yours!"

In the darkness, they couldn't see each other's face, and they wouldn't know that no matter who it was, they were already weeping in silence.

Until he was attacked by the tearing pain again, he couldn't help clenching his teeth, still refusing to close his eyes wide open, allowing the tears to slide silently onto the pillow, his slender fingers loosened little by little, and died. Clasped tightly on the man's shoulders, he felt the blood mixed with the hot tears that fell silently from the man, falling on the snow-white mattress along the cut skin, and the pain in his body came wave after wave. , until the pain was so great that he could no longer move, and he never struggled again.

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside finally turned pale, and the man got up and left without looking back, just like the first time they met.

He turned his head sideways with difficulty, staring blankly at the figure that disappeared in the morning light, and felt a sharp pain in his heart for a moment, but suddenly smiled slightly.

Today, he finally understands.

It seems that there is only the word Wuya between them, but in fact there is a whole love between them——

No matter how much they love each other, no matter whether they will have an heir or not, no matter if he is his queen or not.

This is his life.

Like his parents, even if they were close at hand.

In this life, I will never be loved.

He accepts his fate.

Accept fate.

What is the end?

"Father!"

Dajin is in the early spring, deep in the lush forest, in a peony garden full of flowers, a little girl in a pink and purple skirt is walking quickly among the flowers, looking back from time to time, not far behind, The man in Tsing Yi has a handsome face with a bit of gentleness, and a sweet smile with dimples on his face.

"Rong'er." Seeing her butterfly-like figure, the person who followed him couldn't help but deepen the smile on his lips, and said in a slightly raised voice, "Don't run too fast, and be careful not to fall."

Hearing this, the little girl pouted her lips and retorted with a smile: "Rong'er won't fall, don't worry, father, come here quickly!"

Seeing his daughter's brighter smile, the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help flashing a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. He raised his hand and stroked the soft hair on his daughter's cheek: "Father is getting old, and he can't run faster than Rong'er."

When the little girl saw her father approaching her, she quickly held tightly the two peonies she had carefully selected and looked expectantly at the man in the green clothes in front of her. Her voice was as clear as a silver bell: " Rong'er picked flowers for his father, let him see!"

Seeing her wide-open eyes, the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but soften his heart. He lowered his body and hugged his daughter, looked at the flowers in her hand, kissed her forehead lightly, and asked in a low voice: " It's very beautiful, does Rong'er know what it is?"

"Rong'er knows, this is Yao Huang! This is Wei Zi!" The girl lying in the man's arms raised the flower in her hand, turned her eyes, and then raised her finger to the place not far from the two of them. Another snow-white peony shouted loudly, "Rong'er also knows that this is the favorite of father and mother, Mrs. Snow White!"

The man in Tsing Yi looked at the girl's thin white fingertips, his eyes fixed on the snow-colored petals, suddenly there was a trace of unconcealable pain and sadness, but there was still a very gentle smile on the corner of his lips, He lowered his head and rubbed his daughter's tender cheeks, and murmured softly: "Yes...Rong'er is right..."

Hearing her father's praise, the girl couldn't help being happy at first, but after a while she pursed her mouth, put her little face on her father's shoulder pitifully, and grasped the peony in her hand tightly. It is full of doubts and loss: "Father... mother and father

Why are you still awake?Rong'er also planted peonies for her father. This year's peonies bloomed so beautifully. Why didn't her parents want to see them?

"

The man in Tsing Yi couldn't help trembling his fingers slightly when he heard the words "mother and father", and the smile on his face also dissipated, but he still hugged the daughter tightly in his arms, but his eyes suddenly raised and fell on the girl a few steps away. The door of the far wooden house.

After a long time, he raised his handsome face with deep eyes, put on a slight smile again, and replied word by word in a low voice: "Rong'er... Mom and Dad are very tired, that's why they kept falling asleep, but Rong'er He was born, if Rong'er wants to see his mother and father, surely one day, you will meet..."

After hearing such an explanation, the little girl couldn't help but followed her father's gaze to look at the wooden door, but her mouth couldn't help but become even tighter, as if she knew exactly what was going on inside, and she knew in her heart that these words were just her father's comfort. , the little hand hooked his neck more tightly, and there were tears in his eyes: "Father..."

Seeing the girl's reaction like this, the man felt a twinge of pain in his heart, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only hold her tighter and tighter: "Be good, Rong'er."

After nightfall, in the peony garden, there is a quiet scene, only the rich fragrance of flowers spreads, and with the wind, it floats into the tiny window cracks, blowing the light-colored gauze covering the bed.

The faint moonlight penetrated into the bed curtains, illuminating the pure sleeping face of the girl on it, and the pale face lying beside the girl, with eyes closed, and the person who could see the gentle breathing and beautiful face, and the person sitting on both sides. Not far away from them, the man in Tsing Yi quietly staring at them, and his low and soft calling.

"Love..."

As the emperor, he had already died of illness in Jingren Palace. On the morning of the second day after the emperor's death, there was a small courtyard full of peonies in this foggy valley that was like spring all the year round. The man in the green shirt hugged his unconscious lover, who was determined by the imperial doctor to be his dead lover, and stayed in this quiet wooden house.

Even though his life was saved by Gu in the palace back then, and his body was gradually nourished back in the past few years, that man seemed to want to stay in a deep sleep, so quiet that he couldn't even hear his breathing clearly, only his face still kept that farewell Every time he sees such a smile, he feels a sharp pain like tearing——

It was not until many years later, until he finally bestowed the Wuya clan to death, until he heard the farewell, and after repeated and endless torment, that the truth that had been deeply buried finally emerged from the bottom of his heart. Come out, and for this truth, they endured severe pain and passed each other again and again, almost losing their entire lives.

He slowly bent down, bowed his head to kiss the warm lips of the man, and when he smiled silently, tears fell down the man's cheeks.

Enough is enough.

On the second day, when the sun just shone into the window frame, the person who was sitting on the table in front of the house, who was drying the petals with his head down, raised his head and looked softly at the figure who was walking in front of the courtyard door, leaning against him. The little girl not far from her knees also noticed something, then raised her head and saw the person who entered the door, a bright smile appeared on her little face, and she rushed over happily.

"Brother Yu!"

Jiang Luoyu, who had already entered the door, saw her rushing towards her, and hurriedly raised her arms to hug her, with a warm and faint smile on her lips: "Rong'er."

The little girl was held in his arms, she looked left and right curiously, and finally her eyes fell on a cute but pale little boy named Yuxue who was not far behind him, who was about her age. It suddenly lit up: "Brother... brought your little nephew here today?"

The smile on Jiang Luoyu's lips deepened, she turned her head and glanced at the youngest son who was following behind her, and lowered down to put down the little girl: "Yes, it's a little nephew younger than Rong'er, the youngest under my brother's knee, He's not feeling well, let Rong'er go play with him for a while, okay?"

The little girl nodded heavily, and quickly walked over to hold the boy's hand. The little girl blushed very beautifully: "Okay!"

Jiang Luoyu watched the two children go towards the flowers one after the other, so he relaxed a little, and walked slowly to the man in Tsing Yi who stood up, and bowed to him with a smile: "See you!" uncle."

"Your children are all very cute." The man in Tsing Yi waved his hand, and instead of accepting his gift, he set his eyes on the two children, smiling a little relieved, "I betrothed you to Murong back then. Haoshi, I used to feel a little pity, but after so many years, he is still only you, and he has never failed you, so I feel that I have never failed Yue'er..."

"Uncle is serious." Hearing the person in front of him mention that person, Jiang Luoyu's eyes flashed a bit of tenderness, but when his eyes unconsciously shifted to the wooden door behind him, there was a bit of worry, and he lowered his eyes unconsciously. He raised his voice and said, "It's been so many years, Uncle, you... are still waiting..."

"What are you waiting for..."

Hearing the words, the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help sighing softly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, there was no trace of haze in the smile.

"At that time, I forced myself to keep him with me because of the attachment in my heart.