Qinse is in the imperial court, forgetting both favor and disgrace

The sea of ​​wisdom, the sea of ​​wisdom.

It's a pity that I'm just an ugly woman who was born with nothing to rely on and a life experience in vain. I absolutely can't bear this name, this name.

Famous and humble, retribution comes unexpectedly.

I died, in the hands of him, that beautiful young man.

He is really beautiful, as he grows older, like the original jade in the rough, it gradually glows, making it even more impossible to ignore this rare beauty.

When people see him, they only need to rely on a frown or a smile, and people's hearts will soften.

Who can hate such a beautiful person?

So although I died at his hands, I don't hate him.

The only regret is that he, heh, did not fulfill my last wish.

How happy it would be if I could spend the night with him in Wushan Yunyu.

I am ugly, so ugly that even my biological parents rejected me.

It's a pity that only me, who looks like a monster on the outside, still has a heart.

The master who took me in was very secretive about my origins. He was only willing to tell me that I was not born in abject poverty, and that the reason why my family threw me in front of the temple was definitely not because I had more mouths to eat.

and so--

After all, it is because I was born to atone for my sins, so I might as well have entered reincarnation earlier.

When I grew up, when I read "The Law of Five Parts", the Buddha sighed in the scriptures: "If you don't listen to women who become monks and receive full precepts, the Buddha's □□ passed away a thousand years old. If you listen to renunciation now, you will lose 500 years."

Only then did I realize that it was a sin to be born a woman.

Since I am charged with a double felony, why should I linger in this noisy and joyless world?

Women are born with sins, but what I see with my eyes and hear with my ears is exactly the same:

His mother was so beautiful, but in the end, she was just a pawn in the hands of an expert in the struggle for power;

The empress dowager whom I served under the orders of my master, is said to have ascended to the sky in one step from a very humble position, and with the power of her own son, she ascended to the peak of glory in the harem, and everyone surrendered to her. Misty gods and Buddha affairs seem to her that the human world is just a place for suffering and suffering. Only by devoutly serving the Buddha can she get rid of reincarnation as soon as possible.

As for that lovely girl—Chang Le, I don't know what will happen to her in the end, but as a pawn who can't help herself, I guess, maybe, it won't be too good?

Us women...

It's just that I've been liberated, and I can stand in the ray of light and smoke of the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng without any concern to myself, and watch the chaos in this situation with a cold eye.

Men, by the way, except for him whom I miss so much, the last bit of my obsession in this world is reserved for those two people in the palace who are highly anticipated by everyone.

An emperor who is naturally the ninth five.

Li Lang, who is temporarily occupying the throne, is said to be unparalleled in the world because of his great talents.

I once peeked at him in the palace, and he was indeed imposing, with the air of a ZTE master, the kind of self-confidence that he thought he was in control of the world's affairs.

But I know that's not the case.

So every time I see his invincible appearance, I have to secretly laugh:

No, Li Lang, your throne and power are only temporary.

They don't really belong to you, but to my handsome boy.

In the chess game with the word "卍" as the theme, there are vertical and horizontal moves, complicated and intricate. I am a small chess piece, unable to see through the tricks of an expert, like falling into the clouds.

But there is one thing I know very well, Li Lang is not qualified to play chess.

So what about the emperor, but still a small pawn.

Perhaps the biggest variable in the chess game is another man in the palace, the Nanyue tyrant Zhao Rang——

And yet another man who rejected me.

Alas, although I have no body left, but the spirit of unwillingness is still there, every time I think about this, I still feel all kinds of feelings coming to my heart.

He was drugged with love-intoxicating drugs, and he could have pushed the boat smoothly, but he still refused to have fun with me.

Is a piece of skin really that important?

It's just that he doesn't seem to have the same thoughts as the boy who sent me back to the west. He resolutely rejected me, but there was no disgust in his eyes.

Yes, not at all.

I am so familiar with other people's dislike of me that I can easily detect even a tiny bit of it.

Why didn't he?

I asked him, "Am I too ugly for you to eat?"

He smiled wryly and shook his head.

Then I figured it out, maybe he wanted to keep his chastity for Li Lang?

Can men use this term too?

No matter what the reason was, for a moment, I suddenly realized that I could understand why both Li Lang and the man I was attached to were fascinated by this man.

Can't help but want to get close to him.

He is obviously not the kind of person who is harmless and gentle like a spring breeze that urges the buds to blow the willows and melts the ice.

I remembered that in Da Chong'en Temple, this man talked with his master on the ground, and when he agreed to defect, his request was to save Li Lang's life no matter what.

He says……

To let Li Lang have a taste of it, he has to bear the humiliation and bear the burden of humiliation, and serve the king with his own body.

The master laughed loudly when he heard the words, leaned forward and back together, and even claimed it was true.

I was on the side, peeping at him, and he was also smiling, the clouds were so calm and breezy, making it hard to fathom his true intentions.

Is he really willing to betray Li Lang?

Didn't his daughter die tragically under the jade flute engraved with the word "卍" after hearing about it?

So he is still willing to conspire with the master for great things?

I was confused again, and I told the master that this person is not trustworthy.

But the master told me that there is no need to worry too much, Zhao Rang is definitely not the kind of person who is entangled in the love of his children.

Regardless of whether it is public or private, he has to deal with the Xie family. However, firstly, the Xie family has deep roots in the capital, and it is not easy to shake it; Invading along the way, the army guards the border with heavy responsibilities, and it is difficult to call back——

If you don't take the slant with your sword, how can you get revenge?

Besides, the master smiled mysteriously, whoever said that the jade flute with the word "卍" has nothing to do with Xie's family and Jin Shangneng?

Who was the main messenger who made the decision to send assassins to plot against the South Vietnamese general? The master gave Zhao Rang a completely different answer.

It wasn't Li Xian who was kicked out of the dragon seat and disappeared.

Also, if he chooses to stay in Jinling, the land of Nanyue, which was created by the hard way, will be lost from then on. The master said that with Zhao Rang's heart, he would not be willing.

At the same table, there was also Zhao Rang's old department from South Vietnam. It seemed that they all followed Zhao Rang's lead.

Zhao Rang's face was gloomy about the news about South Vietnam that he got from them, and even I was apprehensive about hearing it.

The master doesn't want to reveal too much to me. I know that it's not suitable for me to know too much about my identity as a chess piece.

It's just a little gloating. A beauty like him can't get the person he longs for.

Li Lang is still the only one in Zhao Rang's heart, right?

Even if in the end he would choose to betray and rebel, and the two parted ways since then, it would not change this fact.

I believe Zhao Rang will save Li Lang's life no matter what.

Even if Li Lang hates him.

I still don't believe that he did it out of revenge.

Sometimes, people are like this, knowing that moths are flying to the flame, but they still have to do it.

Just like me, I died at the hands of him, my handsome young man, without complaint or regret.

In order that he will not forget me, in order not to see the undisguised hatred for me in his eyes.

When I was tired of the chess piece's life, I chose him.

So the last thing I see is still his beauty.

Success or failure, change of dynasty, what does it have to do with me, an ugly woman who is born guilty?

I have become a lonely ghost, I have finally escaped from the shackles, I have been free, I have been liberated——

Not into reincarnation.

Lord Buddha, my disciples have served you for several years, but they are not pious or sincere. I still hope to receive your merciful protection.

If there is still a bit of blessing in the disciple, please give it to him, the child who took my life.

Li Ming.

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