The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

White veils are flying around.

In the center of the deserted palace, sat a woman wearing a golden silk phoenix and purple gold palace dress. Although the clothes were luxurious, but her hair was loose, her temples were gray, and her face without makeup was full of fatigue.Even though there are fine lines at the corners of the eyes, it is hard to hide her beauty. She must have been an all-powerful beauty when she was young.

It's a pity that the beautiful woman is late in the evening, and the beauty is late.

With a sound of "squeak", the gate of the palace was pushed open from the outside to the inside, and white light flooded in, illuminating the gloomy palace and shining on the face of the woman sitting alone on the phoenix tower. The woman couldn't adapt to the light and squinted slightly conspicuous.

I could vaguely see a person standing at the gate, his face could not be seen clearly because of the backlight, only a tall silhouette could be seen.The woman smiled, the smile mixed with bleakness and sarcasm: "Are you here?"

He actually knew who was coming.

The man walked into the palace and closed the door behind his back.

There was a muffled "bang" when the door closed, and the door was shut together with those white lights.

"I thought you didn't want to see me anymore." The woman sat up slightly, and gracefully gathered her loose and disheveled bun, with undisguised charm in her eyes.

The visitor smiled softly, as in the past: "How could it be? After all these years, when will my son forget to greet his mother?"

The woman's complexion finally changed, she suppressed the smile on her lips, Hanchun's eyes glowed coldly, with unspeakable resentment: "Do you still know that Aijia is your mother's queen?!"

In the dimly lit palace, the emperor's face could not be seen clearly, but the beautiful phoenix eyes could be seen shining, which should be gentle, but the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows made him look evil and mad.

The smile spread on his lips, the emperor seemed to hear something interesting, and his eyes lit up with a smile: "Hahaha, the queen mother really loves to joke. When the queen mother took the son and minister to Wushan Yunyu together, why didn't you mention the mother-child relationship between you and the son? When the mother asked the imperial doctor to prescribe contraceptive decoction to the concubines in the palace, so that the son had nowhere to go out for many years, why didn't you mention the mother-child relationship between you and the son? When the mother joined hands with the Yang family army in an attempt to coerce the emperor to order the princes, how could you? Don't you mention your mother-child relationship with your son?"

The Empress Dowager's expression was stiff and cold, her eyes looked at him sadly, her lips trembled: "You really hate me..."

"The queen mother is polite." The emperor walked slowly in front of her step by step, looking down at her condescendingly, although there was still a smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes at all, and his voice was gentle and low: "Since the mother died of medicine, Not a single day has passed since my son-in-law has not thought about skinning your queen mother, cramping your skin, crushing your bones and turning your bones into ashes!"

The Queen Mother suddenly changed color: "You... how could you..."

The emperor finally stopped laughing. After he stopped smiling, he looked cold and terrifying, looking down at people with half-down eyes, like a ghost-faced door god on the gate of a temple. .

The Empress Dowager trembled involuntarily under such expressionless gaze, it was as quiet as a palace in a tomb, and even the sound of her upper and lower teeth being knocked could be heard.

The emperor looked at the fear in her eyes, and slowly said: "Back then you had nothing to do. In order to protect your successor, you killed my biological mother with medicine, and begged my father to adopt me under your knees to raise me. In order to cover up this secret , you killed everyone who knew about it, and you thought your plan was flawless enough to hide it from the sky, but you never thought that when you killed my mother, I would hide under the bed, right?"

"What!?" The Empress Dowager's face was already pale, and she almost fainted.

The emperor raised his head and looked at the closed window in the palace, his eyes became far and deep, as if he saw the past through that window: "When I was still ignorant, my biological mother often hugged me, sighed and shed tears, and always worried about my life. It can't last long. The winter when I was ten years old was extremely cold, and the side hall where my mother and I lived was so cold that even the bones could be frozen. In such a remote and desolate place that looks like a cold palace, I suddenly heard that the queen came. My mother, who was sick in bed due to the wind and cold, suddenly sat up and ordered me to hide under the bed, and made me swear that no matter what happened, I would not make a sound. After so many years, every time I dream back at midnight, I still remember that The look in my mother's eyes at that time, is the look in the eyes of knowing that the time of death has come, but she can't let go of her flesh and blood..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" The queen mother covered her ears and shouted like crazy: "Stop talking! Stop talking!"

The emperor silently withdrew his gaze, and lightly fell on the face of the empress dowager who looked distressed, and then smiled slowly, the smile was like the blooming manjusawa on Huangquan Road, beautiful but dark: "Mother, can you imagine that I was hiding on the bed at that time?" Can you imagine the mood of that child? Can you imagine the mood of that child every time calling you 'mother'? Can you imagine the mood of the grown-up 'child' when he is forced to have sex with you?"

"Stop talking, please..." The queen mother was already sobbing.

The emperor leaned down slightly, stretched out his hand to gently caress the frost-stained hair, and said softly: "If there is really a hell in the world, I should already be in it, right?"

The Queen Mother trembled all over, raised Lihua's rainy face, and looked at him timidly: "Emperor..."

Little by little, the emperor's face moved closer, so close that the hot breath from his breath was sprayed on the empress dowager's face, staining the bloodless face with a blush.Just when the queen mother thought he was going to kiss her, she heard him chuckle in her ear and say, "I plan to crush you to ashes after you die, and then bury your ashes in the urn under the latrine. The queen mother Feel good?"

The Empress Dowager stared at him in horror, and shouted madly: "You are crazy, you are crazy... You can't do this! Aijia is the Empress Dowager! She is the Holy Mother of a Nation! After passing away, there should be a beautiful funeral, and the same funeral with the late emperor. sleep!"

The emperor suddenly laughed out loud, his shoulders were trembling, but his eyes seemed to hide a sharp knife that had been poisoned, flashing a sinister and cold light: "Don't worry, I will let the empress dowager have a beautiful funeral and be buried with the late emperor. But..." Satisfied with the empress dowager's increasingly pale face, he smiled cruelly and bloodthirstyly: "The one lying in the empress dowager's phoenix coffin will be my biological mother."

"..."

On a sunny day, there was a sudden gust of wind, flying sand and rocks.The eunuchs and maids waiting outside Fengzhao Palace were blinded by the sudden wind and sand, and vaguely heard the howling sound like a ghost coming from the palace.

He hadn't received any pigeons from the north for two months, and Yang Yingjun couldn't help but think during his spare time during naval training, could it be that the pigeons got lost?

The life in the military camp is boring, not to mention that he still has a daughter, and he can't even swim in the water with his comrades or go shopping in a brothel. Gradually, he actually regards the emperor's flying pigeon as a spiritual support.Yang Yingjun thought, no wonder people say that distance produces beauty.I've been a pen pal for almost two years, now that I think of the emperor's son, I'm not as annoying as I remembered.

The next day he received the news from Yang Meili that the Queen Mother had passed away.Immediately afterwards, he received a letter from the Yang family, hoping that he could go back to attend his aunt's funeral, catch up with the emperor, and see if he could get Yang Qifeng out of prison.

In the past two years, most of the vicissitudes in the capital have been known to him from the few words from the emperor. Occasionally, Yang Meili will write to him to tell him the news from the spies in Beijing.Since the king of Ji left, the emperor, at the instigation of the queen mother, granted Yang Qifeng the title of "Marquis of Jingkang", and the Yang family was very prosperous for a while.I don't know if the queen mother ordered it, but the Yang family secretly began to win over the old party members of King Ji to cultivate their influence.A year ago, he heard that the grand master died of a serious illness. Jingkanghou was the only one who ruled the country with power, and gradually revealed his ambition.

When Yang Yingjun heard the news, his first reaction was: The Yang family really deserved to die.

As expected, in less than a year, the Yang family collapsed and Yang Qifeng was thrown into prison.Originally, based on the crime of resisting the decree alone, it was difficult for the entire Yang family to survive.But the first emperor cared about the loyal Commander Ji, after all Yang Rong was his son-in-law.The second thing is, according to the meaning in the emperor Feige's biography, it's all about Princess Ji's face, thinking that it's "her" mother's family, it's hard to do it for a while.

Yang Yingjun was very disdainful of this, and what he said seemed to be true, but he didn't have that much face.

No matter how many letters the Yang family wrote to beg, Yang Yingjun remained indifferent, saying that whether he was selfish or wolf-hearted, he would not start a war with the emperor for Yang Qifeng.In his opinion, Yang Qifeng's end was entirely his own fault, and the emperor spared his death as the utmost benevolence.

Fortunately, this time, the Queen Mother also died, and the Yang family was completely in decline.

"The queen mother is the concubine's aunt. If the empress wants to go back to the capital for the funeral, she can fly pigeons to discuss with the emperor..."

Before Yan Feng finished speaking, Yang Yingjun interrupted: "I won't go."

Yan Feng was taken aback: "Is your empress taking care of the prince?"

"That's right." Yang Yingjun folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, and said calmly, "Think about it, if I really go to the funeral, what will happen?"

Yan Feng thought for a long time, but did not come up with a result.

Yang Yingjun said: "There are two kinds of consequences. One is that the emperor becomes suspicious, thinking that the prince is going to take advantage of the name of the funeral to sneak in; the other is that I will never return, and I will throw myself into a trap and be taken as a hostage."

Yan Feng was stunned, and said: "Your Majesty has really thought about it carefully, and I will feel ashamed in the end."

Yang Yingjun threw the letter into his arms and said, "Go back and burn it for me. Now let's start the drill again and let everyone gather."

Soon, the flying pigeons from the north came.In the letter, the emperor told him the date of the empress dowager's funeral, implying that if he wanted to go to the funeral, he would have enough time.Yang Yingjun replied decisively with two words: no.In fact, he really wanted to ask the emperor, would he be sad when the queen mother died?After all, their relationship is unusual.After thinking about it, I feel that it is unnecessary, if I touch the Emperor Nilin, the gain will outweigh the loss, that kid is not as open-minded as he appears on the surface.

After the homing pigeons were released, they headed north all the way, and several days had passed since they returned to the palace.The emperor looked at the simple word "No" on the note, and was a little lost in thought.Deliberately asking Yang Pianran if she wants to come back for the funeral is nothing more than trying to test her and Ji Yinli's attitude.But knowing that she really didn't come, the emperor not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but also felt deeply disappointed.It was so contradictory that he couldn't figure out what he wanted.

For this woman Yang Pianran, he has no affection at all.At the beginning, she kept saying that she was in love with him, but after learning that Ji Yinli came to propose marriage, she secretly asked the queen mother to agree to the marriage.The Empress Dowager was naturally puzzled, she only told the truth after questioning, it was because Ji Yinli was holding a heavy army at that time, he was loved by the previous emperor, and he was very likely to become the next emperor.

Maybe it's true that she said she likes him, but obviously she prefers the queen's throne.It's a pity that Ji Yinrong was the last one to sit on the throne of God.She had already been married as someone else's wife, but she didn't give up because of this. Instead, she took advantage of Ji Yinli's troops and entered the palace day and night to entangle with him, weeping in front of him, and telling her the difficulties of getting married.

"Ran'er's heart for the emperor has never changed, and the sun and the moon can learn from each other. Ran'er is willing to sit next to the King of Ji to plan for the emperor, and only hope that the emperor's great affairs will come true that day. Don't forget the promise you made to Ran'er when you were young. "

promise?What promise?

He thought for a long time before he remembered that he had told Yang Pianran when he was young that if he was emperor in court, he would make her his empress.

The friendship between childhood sweethearts has long since deteriorated and festered, and the innocent and innocent little girl in memory no longer exists.For Yang Pianran, he just felt disgusted, just like he felt when facing her aunt.But it doesn't matter, a little intolerance can lead to big plans, and this also applies to this pair of aunt and nephew.

When exactly did the relationship change?It's obviously just taking advantage of it, just acting on the spot.

He had no clue.

After King Ji moved his family, he didn't feel much at first, but as time went by, he would always inadvertently think of the woman who dared to challenge him, with heroic brows and sly eyes.Maybe it was because the days in the deep palace were too lonely, or maybe it was because the heights were too cold, he couldn't help writing a letter to her who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River.It was just a kind of sustenance, a kind of confession, and he didn't expect to get a response.But when he really received the reply, his joy was beyond his imagination.

It's been two years, two years made him get to know Yang Pianran again between the lines.He didn't know why her temperament changed drastically, and he also thought about whether someone was impersonating, but no matter whether this Yang Pianran was real or not, he had already left a fetter in his heart, and the memory of her childhood sweetheart had faded instead.

His fingers unconsciously caressed the white jade around his waist, and the jade had become very smooth and moist because of his frequent stroking - he couldn't help but think of how she was furious when he snatched her jade pendant that day on the tower.

The corners of his lips curled up subconsciously, and he drooped his eyebrows and smiled.

The author has something to say:

The second season has started... Sigh, I really changed the attributes of the article, and I didn't have a precise definition.Who will tell me, is this article considered romance, pure love, or no CP?stupidly can not tell.Forget it, just look happy, why are you so clear?