Zhen Guo Princess GL

Wan'er tried hard to hold the pen in her hand, but her wrist was still trembling uncontrollably. It took her a while to hold back the trembling. She dropped the pen, knelt down slowly, and called out "Your Majesty" in a low voice. Although the place has not been rubbed, it is painful, as if returning to the vague childhood, the day when A Niang sent her to Yeting to make a book of printed arms while crying, as if returning to a certain day When the little palace man of the same company rolled up his sleeves and said triumphantly to her, "I am a good family".

Grandfather and father were wronged.This idea has lingered on A Niang's lips and in her mind thousands of times, but even so, it is just an unconfirmed idea, a guess that was relayed by the prisoner's relatives many years later.No matter how real these thoughts and guesses may seem, they are always difficult to be absolutely sure.

But she said it.Face Wan'er personally.

Grandfather and father were wronged, so many people in the Shangguan family died in vain, A Niang and Wan'er were both innocent and unofficial, Wan'er should not have such a shameful mark on her arms... If there is no "her", things in the world should not be This is how it is now.

Not only her hands, but also her body gradually began to tremble. Wan'er felt a huge resentment surging in her chest, repeatedly, as if it was about to burst her chest and burst out of her chest, but in the end it just surged up with the depression, The corners of his eyes were touched, and it turned into tears, and another trembling "Your Majesty" was heard.

Your Majesty, emperor, everyone, saint—no matter what you call it, it is always the same, stained with the blood of loyal ministers.

Wan'er clenched her hands unconsciously, making fists on the ground, and closed her eyes, but she couldn't stop her tears.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from my ears, and a shadow was cast in front of my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I saw that she was bending over with difficulty, looking straight at herself.She stretched out her hand slowly, as if she wanted to wipe away Wan'er's tears, but when she got close, she suddenly retracted, and she slowly straightened up, and said as if sighing: "You still hate me."

Wan'er tensed her arms, clenched her teeth, and after a while, she squeezed out a smile from between her lips: "Don't dare." When she spoke, her whole body trembled, her hands couldn't support her, she threw herself on the ground, and kowtowed heavily. Said: "Thunder and rain are the grace of heaven, I... dare not complain."

She smiled mockingly: "Yeah, you 'dare not' complain—who 'dare' complain?"

Wan'er trembled for a while, looked up at her, she stood quietly, her eyes were cast into the distance, it seemed that her mind was not here at all, but she noticed it when Wan'er raised her head, lowered the corners of her eyes, and brushed her sleeves with her hands : "Taiping once asked me, in my life, have I ever done anything that I regretted. I told her, no. You probably don't believe it. After all, I am such a person, how can I not regret it in such a long life?" But I have never regretted it. Dalang is dead, Erlang is far away, these are my own sons, but I don’t regret it because of them—I gave birth to them, and it’s not without pain They. My elder brothers are dead, and my younger brothers are also dead. They are all my close relatives. , or deserved to die, or not deserved to die, it is also a kind of cause and effect. What's more, what has already passed is gone, and it is useless to look back." Looking at Wan'er, he said: "Your father and Aye... the same is true."

Wan'er gradually stopped crying, knelt up straight, stared at her, and said word by word: "Where is Princess Andingsi?"

She closed her eyes slightly, and said calmly: "She is a good child, but unfortunately...unfortunately, she was born in the emperor's family."

Wan'er laughed coldly: "Was it unfortunate that she was born in the emperor's family, or was it unfortunate that she was born in your majesty's family?"

She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were as sharp as ever: "I am the emperor's family."

Wan'er didn't know where she got the courage to stand up slowly, first she was level with her, and then her eyebrows were slightly higher than hers—she was old, and she was no longer as tall as before—said: " If His Majesty really has no regrets, why would His Majesty change her name to Princess Anding when Princess Qianjin confessed to her mother? If His Majesty really has no regrets, why did King Yong have to copy scriptures by hand when news of King Yong’s death came? The older the King of Zhou His Majesty is more reluctant to see him, why?" Pingping looked at her, and said lightly: "Your Majesty once ordered my concubine to call your Majesty 'Qiniang', and I thought that Your Majesty knew that I was just a person no matter what. Seven emotions and six desires, love, hate, ignorance and resentment, greed, anger, love and regret."

If A Niang was here, she must have thought she was crazy by now.I don't know if she will be too angry to eat after knowing her words and deeds, or maybe before she is too angry to eat because of her words and deeds, she has already cried bitterly because of the news of her disobedience. Regret at the beginning—but there is no room for regret for what has been done and what has been said, not to mention that Shangguan Wan'er is destined not to be a filial daughter since she committed herself to revenge.

Wan'er looked at the emperor calmly.She watched her since she was a child, from ten years old to now, many years have passed, the emperor has changed from empress to empress dowager, and from empress dowager to emperor, the authority is increasing day by day, but the awe in Wan'er's heart has gradually decreased.Wan'er didn't know where this change came from, but she only knew that there was such a change, day by day, step by step, until now, the emperor was still the emperor, but Wan'er felt that she was no longer Wan'er.

Wan'er thought of Wei Huan for no reason. Princess Luling once said that she envied Wan'er's submissiveness, and claimed that she wanted to imitate herself, but she couldn't.Wei Huan didn't know that Wan'er at that time was also envious of her, after all, she was the one who didn't have to be so submissive.

Lovers.

Wan'er murmured the word silently in her heart.Many small mysteries have been answered after this one small word.Lichun Terrace and Baisun Yuan, or in other words, Lichun Terrace and Feixiang Palace, originally had such a relationship, no wonder the relationship between these two people always seemed so awkward but familiar.Wan'er doesn't know how the relationship between these two people is, whether it is worthy of the word they keep calling themselves-if Wei Qing and Cui Xiu are counted, they probably don't deserve it-but Wan'er knows that the relationship between the emperor and herself , must not be worthy of this word, not to mention lovers, let alone talk about "the way of getting along".

As if her anger had reached the extreme, she calmed down instead. Wan'er stood silently, watching the emperor quietly, waiting for the emperor's verdict.The corners of the mouth of this weather-beaten queen, queen mother and emperor gradually loosened, and a tired face appeared on her face. Although she hadn't completely turned into a helpless old woman, she was about the same by now. After all, she was less than a hundred years old. She's over seventy years old—but Wan'er herself, how could she be younger?

The emperor finally sighed, and stretched out his hand, as if wanting to touch Wan'er's face, but he didn't touch it in the end, and sat down slowly, entrenched in the half-old, not very different from the next seat, But it was always the most honorable seat in the hall, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "I have never regretted it. I am just pity... why are you Shangguanyi's granddaughter? However, if you are not Shangguanyi's granddaughter, between you and me, It won’t come to this point.” He raised his eyelids and said again: “Of course I am a mortal, with the seven emotions and six desires, greed, hatred, ignorance and resentment, how come you are not a mortal, with the same seven emotions and six desires, greed, hatred, ignorance and resentment as me?”

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