Sheng Shi Merciful Light

Thousands of words can't express his feelings for Kuro.Emperor Tianshou smiled incomparably satisfied.

Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes, filled with joy in the saltiness...

"Father, if you can't sleep, I'll play the piano for you." Mu Ci directly climbed onto the dragon bed, sat down cross-legged next to the Tianshoudi, and handed the Tianshoudi's hand to Mu Nian.

Mu Ruosong brought Guqin Duyou over and put it on each lap.

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The smooth and graceful music of "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" slowly poured out from Xie Qi's Aegean Duyou, and lingered in the ears of Emperor Tianshou...

Like the heavenly music pouring down from heaven, Tian Shudi is having a sweet dream, feeling his body lighten, his soul fluttering, rising and spinning...

Emperor Tianshou could feel Mu Ci's body temperature, very warm, very stable, very relaxed, very comfortable.

He dreamed that he was holding his young son in his lap, holding his small and soft hand, and teaching him calligraphy stroke by stroke.And Xie Qi was sitting on the piano platform, playing a new piece of music she had acquired.

A family of three, in a sense, reunited.

Ah Qi, Kuro is the best gift you gave me, what a wonderful child...

He is beautiful and smart, wise and transparent, open and sincere, calm and indifferent, selfless and loving, tough but gentle.In him was a real treasure, with a big heart and a big heart for all things, he was the best boy.

"Zi Lei descends, Wei Xing falls, bless me for thousands of years."

It's my campaign, and it's also my dream. Now... this dream will definitely become a reality.Our children, such excellent children, will surely become the most dazzling stars of Daxing, leading the nation to the most glorious future...

A period.

At the last moment, I finally did not fail you and our children.I will compensate him with everything I can; I will use all my love to repair his wounds bit by bit, and fill his wounded heart with love.

Ah Qi, I do my best.

Son has let go of the past, he forgives, he calls me "Daddy", he acknowledges me as his father, he loves me.

How much I love him, how sad.

A period...

Please forgive me, forgive the mistakes I made for love in this life, please forgive me, please see me.

Please hear my confession, which is years late.

And... my love.

still love you as ever...

A song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" flowed out from Mu Ci's fingertips, without any difficulty, it sounded like fairy music.

Emperor Tianshou's heart calmed down.

In the dream, he quietly watched Xie Qi stand up...turn around...leave him...

Not once did I look back.

He didn't hold back either, and watched Xie Qiyuan leave, watching her figure slowly disappear into the white mist in the distance.

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The Heavenly Granted Emperor sighed...

He lowered his head and looked at his beautiful, soft, white dumpling-like son who was hugging his lap. He was extremely loving: "Jiulang, mom is gone, and dad is going too... You are still young, we can't take you away. You stay, Live your life well."

The Emperor Tianshou was reluctant, but he still gritted his teeth and put the white, fragrant, soft and beautiful child on the ground...

As soon as it lands on the ground, the child grows when it sees the wind, draws at an extremely fast speed, stretches, and grows up...

Emperor Tianshou watched greedily, as if he hadn't missed 16 years and had the opportunity to accompany his son's growth bit by bit.Bai Tuanzi has grown into a slender and straight boy, beautiful and soft, fascinating.

"You've grown up!...It's good...live well and be happy!" The Emperor Tianshou said to Mu Ci, resisting the urge to hug, he was afraid of hugging and would not let go.

"Young Mu Ci" tilted his head, looked at the Emperor Tianshou, his eyes were calm...

This is Kuro, but it feels a little strange.

Emperor Tianshou felt a little strange in his heart—this "young Mu Ci", although his appearance, stature and demeanor were the same as Jiu Lang, he felt like another person.But compared to his Kuro, it gave him a sense of familiarity connected by blood.

"You...you are..." The Emperor Tianshou didn't dare to guess randomly, he was afraid of the answer.

"I am me and not me; I am him and not him." The boy replied.

The answer was like a puzzle, but the Emperor Tianshou didn't dare to ask.

Emperor Tianshou's facial features wrinkled together, his expression painful.

When he discovered Mu Ci's identity, he had doubts, but he... still didn't dare to guess.His real son, his real Kuro, had actually been...

Now, with the answer in front of him, he clutched his heart in great pain.

"Don't worry about it, I...and him..." The "young Mu Ci" waved his hand, and a large part of the fog cleared, revealing the figure of Mu Ci who was sitting cross-legged and playing "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

"Essentially the same person. I, indeed, am your son."

"Juvenile Mu Ci" or the real Ninth Prince, with a blank face, stretched out his hand, and calmly untied the brocade of flowing clouds on his body, which shone gorgeously and lustrously.

The ferocious body covered in teeth marks and whip marks, covered in cuts and bruises was exposed!

Emperor Tianshou was very surprised: "You..."

The Ninth Prince lowered his head and looked at his body indifferently: "It hurts very much. Four thousand three hundred and twenty six scars... It will never heal."

The Emperor Tianshou couldn't restrain himself, and the extremely sharp pain from the blood and soul surged in his heart! !

It hurts too much.

His skin also seemed to have 320 wounds, which were stinging, burning, itchy and tormenting.

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At this time, Mu Ci, who was playing Duyou, seemed to have a feeling in her heart, and suddenly raised her head, her eyes were sharp and cold, as if piercing through countless nebula and years, and unexpectedly fell on the Ninth Prince through the mist.

He played non-stop, and the music of "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" also broke through the maze, and came from the ethereal, like cool spring water in summer, soothing the pain of Emperor Tianshou.

The Ninth Prince was not surprised, his eyes collided with Mu Ci, revealing a shallow but tolerant smile.

"It doesn't hurt now, it's okay." Ninth Prince's eyes were soft.The body also began to change... Those hideous, blood-soaked layered scars healed, healed, and finally disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Soon, this broken body returned to its original beauty, with flawless white skin, well-proportioned flesh and bones, and a faint golden aura lingering.

It is so beautiful that it is the original sin that can charm even the gods.

"He forgives, so I forgive too..." The Ninth Prince smiled, and that smile seemed to be shining, like the blooming night sky and the brilliance of a shooting star.

The pain that spread on the skin, body, and soul of Emperor Tianshou was also like a wound on a young man's body, and it healed in an instant, and he couldn't feel any pain anymore.

"Jiulang..." Tianshoudi called softly, cautiously.

The Ninth Prince raised his hand, with a pious and holy expression: "In the name of the son!"

A white halo of golden light emanating from his body pulled out a trace and gathered into a ball in the palm of his hand.

At the same time, Mu Ci, who was playing Duyou, looked up and said sincerely, "In the name of my son..."

A layer of vigorous white light with a hint of golden glow also flashed on Mu Ci's body, a strand of it separated, broke through the fog, and flew into the palm of the Ninth Prince's other hand.

The Ninth Prince put his hands together, and the two groups of white light merged into one, not only became bigger, but also became more agile and active, like the flames of life, and like a small sun, emitting a golden warm light.

"In the name of the Son, atone for the sins of my father!"

As soon as the Ninth Prince sent his hands away, the white light in his hand flew towards the body of Emperor Tianshou like a milk swallow thrown into the forest.

Tianshoudi felt as if he was basking in the sun in winter. The white light not only warmed his body, but also cleansed his soul. It was extremely relaxing...as if he had returned to his mother's body comfortably, with every pore opened...

The Ninth Prince smiled again, expressed his satisfaction with a little bit, waved his hand, turned around and left...

"Kuro!"

Emperor Tianshou called him to stop.

The Ninth Prince stopped.

"Where are you going? How are you?" Emperor Tianshou asked.

"I'll go where I'm supposed to go, it's good, don't worry about it." Ninth Prince said.

"Then... I saw you, can I... see your mother again?" Emperor Tianshou asked again.

The Ninth Prince turned around and smiled warmly: "Yes. He and I paid off your sins with our merits, so that you can go to the place where your mother is."

After all, he didn't have the slightest nostalgia, Yun Danfeng waved his hand lightly, and walked away slowly...

Emperor Tianshou really smiled happily...

He calmly stopped the beating of his heart, exhaled the last trace of stale air from his chest, and his soul was stable, as if he had returned to his hometown.

Love, in fact, is not such a mysterious thing - I just want to see you, be with you, safe and happy.

This peace of mind is my hometown.

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Mu Nian grasped the hand of Emperor Tianshou and noticed it immediately.He carefully put his fingers in front of Emperor Tianshou, breathed out his breath, and then touched his neck veins... Mu Nian knelt down, choked up and wailed, "Father..."

Then this young man who had been suppressing his emotions bent down, covered his face with his hands, and rested his forehead on the chest of Emperor Tianshou...

I couldn't cry.

"Keng~~" A string of Duyou's qin broke, and the sound of the qin stopped abruptly.

Mu Ruosong quickly took Duyou away, and grabbed Mu Ci's hand to check.

He had been paying attention to Mu Ci all the time, and he didn't miss Mu Ci's expression of frowning and pursing his lips when he heard of his father's death, the corners of his lips trembling... almost crying out loud.

After Mu Ruosong made sure that Mu Ci's fingers were not injured, he raised his head again and found that Mu Ci had controlled himself.

The calmness like the deep pool of an ancient well once again occupied his eyes.

But those dark eyes were covered with red silk, covered with a layer of shallow, non-stop mist, flickering and shimmering, misty...

Mu Ruosong immediately embraced Mu Ci, hugging him tightly in his arms, trying to comfort him, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Mu Yu crossed his arms, retracted his gaze from lingering on the smiling and stretched face of Emperor Tianshou, silently guarded behind Mu Ci, keeping that thin figure in his eyes and in his heart all the time.

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Mu Nian wept on the body of Emperor Tianshou until he couldn't control himself.

Standing by the bed, Mu Ci's clear tone became hoarse, extremely slow, extremely slow... said with great difficulty: "Prince, announce it!"

Wei Zhong walked up to Mu Nian on his knees, sobbing: "His Royal Highness...you have to change...to change your majesty's clothes...to preside over the funeral ceremony...to be sad but not hurt, it's for filial piety..."

Mu Nian held the crying in his neck and forced it into his heart.

Yes, he has too much to do.

He subconsciously glanced at Mu Ci, and saw that Mu Ci's brows were calm, and his black and white eyes were staring at him like when he was a child... Mu Nian felt a kind of being depended on, satisfied with needs, and at the same time, this was also a kind of silent support .

Mu Nian straightened her back and tried to suppress the grief in her heart. Her voice was hoarse, but she said each word clearly: "The death knell... all chime..., the whole country... mourn..."

Wei Zhong cried and ran out, wailing loudly: "Your Majesty, you are dead..."

The people guarding outside the hall wailed in unison.

Crying is contagious.

Mu Ruosong also shed tears, turned Mu Ci back to face him, and hugged her tightly.Seeing that Mu Ci was still expressionless, he thought he was overly sad and was in a daze.

He felt very distressed, and without thinking too much, he kissed Mu Ci's lips without any desire...

He can have many ways to comfort, but he only wants to do this one.

Mu Ci slowly began to respond, as if absorbing warmth and strength from her lover through kissing, tasting bitter tears while rubbing her lips together, feeling sadness... Only then can she dispel the sudden abandonment that gushes out from her body and soul The dazed and cold...

Mom is gone.

Dad died too.

The two people who loved me unconditionally are gone.

I am an orphan again.

Mu Ruosong didn't let him go until Mu Ci's throat choked, and pressed his head on his shoulder pitifully.

"Your Highness... Ruo Que, my love. You can cry if you want, I am here, and I will always be with you." Mu Ruosong said, very grateful that he entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony, so that he could be there when Mu Ci needed him most. , by his side.

Mu Ci hugged Mu Ruosong back, resting her head on his shoulder, her face had regained its usual calmness.

Mu Ci didn't cry, he didn't shed a single tear.

Whether Mu Ci or Duanmu Ci, they never cried.

Mu Ci just sighed softly, whispering to Mu Ruosong...

"He is a good emperor and a good father."

"Yes!"

"I don't want to cry, I can't cry. What is lost has been lost, and there is no point in crying." No matter... what is lost.

"Okay, don't cry if you don't want to." At this moment, Mu Ruosong felt extremely distressed for this young man who never frowned no matter how painful he was, and never shed tears no matter how sad he was.

Hot tears welled up in his eyes again, blurring everything: "It's okay, you still have me, I'll help you cry..."

"Oh, that's good." Mu Ci said in a daze.

"And brother, I will protect you." Mou Yu came over and put his arms around Mu Ci's shoulders.

"Well, I know, you must be very busy, right? Go..." Mu Ci said calmly.

"Don't be busy, I've explained everything clearly. From now on, you... are the most important thing to me." Mou Yu said, he couldn't let Mu Ci out of his sight for even a minute, this was his oath, he promise, his future...

Mu Ruosong nodded: "Yes, Ruo Que, you are the most important, you are not alone...you still have me, you have us."

"You won't leave me, will you?" Mu Ci asked, showing a rare weakness.

"Yes, I won't leave." The two replied at the same time.

Mu Ci clenched Mu Ruosong's hand tightly, and his fingers were tightly intertwined. Then, Mu Ruosong felt Mu Ci's delicate, painful trembling...

And Mou Yu put his hands on Mu Ci's shoulders, and also felt the sad trembling that seemed to come from the depths of his soul...

Mou Yu sighed... Normal people should be able to cry and laugh.

But why, even in extreme pain, Mu Ci...has no tears?

It makes people feel more distressed.

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Mu Nian knelt beside Tianshoudi's bed, looked at Mu Ci through her tearful eyes, and at the three people who seemed to be fused into one.

He couldn't blend in, but yearned for it, so...

This picture has become eternal.

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The 99 bells sounded far away from the Bell and Drum Tower on the Nande Gate to the streets and alleys of Tianjing City...

"Your Majesty 99!" Someone said, "Your Majesty... has passed away..."

In an instant, the howling of mourning, regardless of whether it was true or false, gathered into a torrent, gathering and circling over the entire Tianjing City, and even God heard it, and in an instant, dark clouds were dense.

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Thousands of fine horses filed out from the eight gates of Tianjing, holding bright yellow Panlong banners in their hands, tied with fluttering white ribbons, and carried this message of mourning to all parts of the country.

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Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are white overnight.

Thousands of miles of rivers and rivers, resounding and weeping.

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In the last rays of the setting sun, a farmer straightened up from the field, watched the knight go away, and suddenly burst into tears.He choked up and greeted the woman who was sitting on the edge of the field picking beans: "My wife...go home...wearing white clothes."

The mother-in-law stood up, looked at the distance that could no longer be seen, and was slowly being occupied by the night, and said, "Your Majesty, you are a good Majesty."

Let them have houses to live in, fields to farm, and food to eat, without worrying about floods and fires, without fear of the food in the barn being robbed by foreigners with swords, and without heartache when a newly grown child is wrapped up to be a "two-legged sheep" ", there is no need to think about drowning her in the basin after giving birth to a daughter.

and so……

His Majesty!It's a good sire.

The two walked home together, and the mother-in-law still carried the basket of unpeeled green beans.

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The first part, the end.