Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

[Volume [-]: The Passion of Youth - Floating Life Uninterrupted]

Chapter [-]: Spring and Summer Phases

As the enthronement ceremony approached, the generals following Zhao Yifeng and He Qianzhang were all busy.

That night, after He Qianzhang finished processing a bunch of memorials, he asked Zhao Yifeng for instructions with dark circles: "His Royal Highness, the name of the country and the throne have a lot to do with it, and my subordinates dare not make their own claims. Please give your Highness a signal."

Zhao Yifeng was silent for a long while, and finally picked up the pen, rolled up the ink sleeve lightly, dipped the ink in the rice paper, and solemnly wrote a word on the rice paper.

Seeing this word, He Qianzhang was startled: "Your Highness, this—"

A big "ginger" character is on the paper!

The homonym of 'Jiang' is 'Jiang', Jiang Yushu's surname? !

Zhao Yifeng stood up, domineering in his black clothes, seeing the cherry blossoms outside the hall, and his long hair fluttering in the wind: "Change the name of the country to 'Jiang', and the name of the year to 'Yu'. The day when Zhao Yifeng ascended to the high position is the first year of the jade calendar!"

This 'Tianqing' is completely replaced by 'Ginger' country!

I think of the gentle smile of the man in white when he was in the palace, and the lonely expression when he longed for the warmth of home in Baiyi City.And the distress and helplessness that make people feel pity.

He spent seven years helping himself to be king, how could he bear him?

Zhao Yifeng smiled lightly - I will definitely make you famous all over the world!

He was categorical and resolute: "As for the emperor title, it will be 'Hongyu'!"

The name of the country is "Jiang", the name of the year is "Yu", and the title of the emperor is "Hongyu". Zhao Yifeng really wants to give him Jiangshan as his home.

For generations to come, this future generations, this Kyushu beacon fire, this Huang Tu hegemony, will be the home of that man, and he will always be with him.

However, Zhao Yifeng did not expect that the title of emperor, which will accompany him for 18 years, hides a more cruel fact and prophecy.

Hongyu—to carry forward his reputation and miss him forever, right?

Since ancient times, the emperor's ascension to the throne has been quite a grand occasion. Zhao Yifeng thought about recuperating, not being too extravagant, and having money for the common people to promote water conservancy.

More importantly: just experienced a war, internal and external troubles, even if the country is rich and strong, it can't resist the attack of the other five countries, so Zhao Yifeng wants to keep everything simple.

All the officials were moved and admired by Zhao Yifeng's heart to benefit the people.But what they didn't know was that Zhao Yifeng was afraid of trouble and wanted to spend more time with Jiang Yushu. After all, Jiang Yushu always slept a lot these days and was very tired, so he was very worried.

But the idea was eventually dismissed.

After all, as the ruler of a country, the dignity is important, and only the grandeur can shock the people!

Zhao Yifeng asked the Minister of Rites back then, and the Minister of Rites was rejected, but now Yumu regards this matter as a sacred matter.It is more important than his life, which makes Zhao Yifeng very puzzled.

The closer the enthronement day came, the busier Zhao Yifeng became. He had to learn all kinds of solemn and cumbersome etiquette, and even had to chant scriptures and pray.This made Zhao Yifeng complain a bit: more tiring than fighting.

Because of this, the palace was full of peace and happiness.Only the Qianyuan Hall where Jiang Yushu lives can still seek stability.

This enthronement ceremony really exhausted Zhao Yifeng, so that Jiang Yushu saw Zhao Yifeng's cold face for more than ten days, and the appearance of falling asleep after returning to the dormitory.

Looking at the flying pigeon letter, Jiang Yushu sighed sadly, this moment came so fast.Burning the thin pigeon book into ashes, the snow-white pigeon jumped onto Jiang Yushu's hand and gently pecked at the rice grains in his hand.

The sun shines into the room through the window lattice, the moon-white clothes, the handsome face, and the pure white pigeons constitute a beautiful scene.

Jiang Yushu is beautiful, and also elegant and pitiful.His beauty is like an orchid, blooming quietly, independent from the world, and fragrant in silence.Although not as hot and gentle as Zhao Yifeng, and frank and bright, he also used his perseverance and arrogance to bloom all over the garden, like a spring breeze.

With a slight sigh: This is already the fourth letter urging him to return to China... If he does not return to China, Beili will unite with other countries to attack. Zhao Yifeng's vitality was severely injured, and countless people's blood flowed all over the ground.

If other countries join forces to take turns to fight and stretch the front line, this big country he single-handedly supported will completely fall apart!

What's more, after the promulgation of the new etiquette law, how many people will oppose Zhao Yifeng, how many people will attack Jiang Guo with the slogan "the demon star that will harm the country, everyone can punish him", and how many people will attack Jiang Guo with the slogan "the demon star is a disaster for the country, everyone can punish him" Attack him in the name of "the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty"?

The remaining five countries just took this opportunity to form an alliance and destroy Jiang Guo.

What kind of price will be paid for the behavior of risking the world?

At this moment Jiang Yushu didn't dare to think about it.

A great country was newly established, and it was just right to recuperate, but because of being involved in troubled times?

Lower eyelids, long eyelashes cast a shadow on the white face.

A gust of cold wind blew up, and Jiang Yushu tightened his clothes unnaturally.

Why is this person still so cold and unable to change his temperament for so many years?

Zhao Yifeng came in with a gloomy face, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Jiang Yushu who was sitting by the window making tea looking at him with sullen eyes, and smiled softly as a concession.

Puzzled and frowning, he quickly looked around for a week and found nothing unusual, so he waved his hand to let the palace servants back down.

He poured a cup of tea straight across from him and drank it down.

"This period of time is really tiring for the king."

Jiang Yushu spread his hands, and the pigeons flew away: "Your Highness is busy with the ceremony? The previous court is probably going crazy. Now that the limelight is in full swing, Your Highness can't be lazy..."

Zhao Yifeng shook his head and sighed slightly: "I never knew that the enthronement ceremony is so cumbersome. I have been busy for more than half a month. Let me rest. I want to accompany you more. I would like to try Yushu cooking." Tea."

Jiang Yushu smiled slightly: "Are you all busy?"

"No." Zhao Yifeng said with a trace of exhaustion in his tone, "It's really pitiful for the minister of the Ministry of Rites to see that this king is detained, so let this king go back to the palace to rest first, and he will be there in a while."

After handing over a cup of tea, Jiang Yushu smiled and said, "Your Highness has been in a bad mood these past few days, so take a short rest. Drink a cup of tea, tea has a calming effect."

Zhao Yifeng took it with his hand, and smiled faintly: "Thank you Yushu."

"Your Highness, the Minister of Rites seeks an audience." Zhan Liyun replied with a bow.

"Please!" Putting the teacup on the table, Zhao Yifeng didn't move, closing his eyes lightly to relieve his fatigue.

"Your Majesty Yu is polite." Jiang Yushu greeted Yumu with a smile, their eyes met, and the two already understood.

That's right, Yumu, Minister of Rites, belonged to Jiang Yushu, and it was Jiang Yushu who personally begged him to belong to the lineage of the First Prince.

I think Yumu made things difficult for Jiang Yushu back then.

Yumu entered the hall holding a black dragon robe with a phoenix pattern.

Bowed and saluted: "I have seen you, young master."

"Your Majesty Yu worked hard, and Qingyu thanked you for it." Seeing Yumu's black eyes and Zhao Yifeng's exhaustion, this half month has been really difficult.

Yu Mu smiled and said: "This is a dragon robe tailored according to His Highness's height and size. It was embroidered by hundreds of embroiderers day and night. Your Highness, Your Highness, please try it on."

Jiang Yushu took it with a smile: "Master Laoyu will go far away, and the rest of the fittings will be left to Qingyu. Master Yu has worked too hard on this, please rest for a while. If there is something unreasonable, Qingyu will be on duty. People go to the adult's house to report back."

"Then there will be Mr. Lao. There are many matters to be enthroned, and it is not easy to stay in an official position for a long time, so I will leave." Yumu glanced at Jiang Yushu with admiration, bowed and walked away.

"It's easy for Master Yu to go." Jiang Yushu nodded and said softly.

Handing the dragon robe to Zhao Yifeng, Jiang Yushu said gently, "Come and try it. I know you're tired, so try it and rest."

After drinking another cup of tea, Zhao Yifeng got up with a gloomy face.

Jiang Yushu stood still in front of him, reaching out to stop his hand that was about to undress.

"Qingyu has never done anything for His Highness before. He has never served His Highness to change clothes, so he changed His Highness himself today."

"It's not good. You've worked too hard. It's better for me to do it myself."

Jiang Yushu lightly closed his eyes, smiled at him and said, "I'll do it."

Can't beat his persistence.Zhao Yifeng stopped his movements, calmed down his surprise, and looked at him bewilderedly. "good."

Jiang Yushu's slender hands rose and fell on his chest as he undressed and untied his belt.

Zhao Yifeng quietly let him take off his clothes one by one, and put on the complicated and luxurious black and black dragon robe with phoenix pattern.

His eyes were always on his handsome face, so that the movements of his hands followed Jiang Yushu's guidance.

His slender fingers revealed long sleeves edged with red satin, and his thick black hair was tied up by a white jade glazed crown.

The front gusset overlaps left and right.

The jade buttons collide.

Little by little, Jiang Yushu changed Zhao Yifeng's clothes carefully, a faint cold fragrance lingered on his nose, he looked at him with gentle eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Could it be that the years are quiet and good?

Reaching out to pick up the jade belt, Jiang Yushu walked around Zhao Yifeng lightly, wrapping the jade belt around his waist.

Every step he took to change his clothes was focused and peaceful, as if everything in the world didn't exist in his eyes, only the man in front of him remained.

"Okay." Jiang Yushu smiled softly.

Clinging to his body, breaths overlapped each other.

Zhao Yifeng couldn't restrain himself anymore, and put his arms around the elegant young man.Putting her head on his shoulder, she said softly, "Yushu, I am so happy. This is the first time you serve me."

Jiang Yushu blushed and pushed him unnaturally. "It's daytime. Please pay attention, Your Highness."

Zhao Yifeng let go with some nostalgia, and stood tall in front of him. "how?"

Against the backdrop of the dragon robe, the slender body is even more domineering. The phoenix pattern is embroidered with gold, as if it is about to fly from the clothes!Reflecting such a stern silhouette, domineering sword eyebrows, thin lips like sword slashes, a world-defying posture, and a cold, alienated and murderous aura, it makes people more and more fascinated.

This is Zhao Yifeng, this is the person who has guarded him for seven years!

In the world, who is willing to spend seven years guarding a person, even for a moment of love!

"It's beautiful." Jiang Yushu's eyes seemed to be amazed, admiring, proud and happy, "It's really handsome."

Zhao Yifeng hugged Jiang Yushu's shoulder lightly, with a smile in his eyes. "Fortunately, Yushu changed the clothes for this king."

Looking up and down, he suddenly found something wrong, and touched the jade belt in surprise: "Yushu, this jade belt is just the right size at the waist, not bad at all, and it is very novel and unique..."

Jiang Yushu took a cup of tea and said, "This jade belt was embroidered by Qingyu herself in the past half month. The double-sided embroidery weaving method of the cloud pattern on it was specially asked by the embroiderer."

Surprised, surprised, distressed.

Zhao Yifeng took his hand, and the once slender fingers were covered with blood blisters and pinholes.

Can't help but sigh: Jiang Yushu, you are so stupid...you always make Zhao Yifeng feel distressed and helpless...

With distressed eyes: "The Ministry of Rites can do these things, why do you have to do it yourself?"

"Your Highness's enthronement is the most important thing." Jiang Yushu calmly withdrew his hand and took a cup of tea.

Zhao Yifeng was curious: "When did Yushu know embroidery?"

"Actually, it's not difficult at all. The embroiderer will understand with a signal." He said lightly, without frowning at all for his finger injury, gentle and elegant.

Zhao Yifeng said with emotion: "If Yushu is like this, what can I ask for? This king saw the right person at the beginning." He leaned on his water sleeve, looking at his handsome face with infatuation, "You said that people can meet many people , but why can’t I forget it after I took one more look at you in the draft. Thinking about it carefully, it turns out that Yushu is an exiled immortal who gathers the spiritual energy of the heavens, and came down to save me.”

Looking at Zhao Yifeng with a smile on his face, his gloomy aura dissipated.Jiang Yushu smiled softly: "Are you talking nonsense again? You have a smooth tongue."

Although he was smiling, there was still some sadness in his heart.

Zhao Yifeng, he is so cold and arrogant, but he has been falling into the dust and cloud mud for himself.Carefully guarded, careful, considerate and gentle.That cold, proud, dignified, cold and alienated person bares his sincere heart, and uses all the scorching heat in his body to warm himself.Even every smile is so attentive...

Zhao Yifeng, can I have a future with you? ——

Do not know why?Zhao Yifeng saw the helplessness and grief hidden in Jiang Yushu's gentle smile...

"Li Yun." On a sunny afternoon, Jiang Yushu, who had always been smiling and gentle, suddenly asked him solemnly: "Shall we go back to Beili?"

"Young Master. Why?" Zhan Liyun didn't understand, "Tianqing is actually very good."

Jiang Yushu smiled and shook his head: "This place doesn't belong to me. I once swore in my heart: In ten years, I will help him win the heir, help him ascend to high positions, watch him marry a wife and have children, and protect him to become a prosperous and wise king. Now, this It's all done and it's time for me to get out of here. I suddenly realize that I don't fit in here."

"Where is the young master going?" The young man in white clothes was spotless, and his gentle smile made Zhan Liyun suddenly have a strange thought: Could Jiang Yushu really be an exiled immortal who floated away after saving a person from the sea of ​​suffering? leave.

Where does Jiang Yushu belong?

"Actually, I don't know." Leaving him, leaving that warm chest, where is Jiang Yushu's home?He tried his best to smile: "Yi Ya is often worried about my health, and because of me studying medicine hard, all the joys of childhood have been lost. He is now in Beili, and I am also very tired recently, so let's go to Beili and find a place to live in seclusion."

"My lord, have you really thought it through?" Zhan Liyun asked again uneasy: "My lord disappears like this, His Highness will be very uncomfortable—"

"However, the young master has worked hard enough for His Royal Highness and Bei Li in the past few years. It is time to find a place to rest. Bei Li is like spring all year round, so it is suitable for recuperation."

"Young master, do you want to tell His Highness?"

Jiang Yushu waved his hand: "I told him earlier that I would go to Beili to resign as prime minister, so I don't need to do it this time." If he knew, he wouldn't have to leave. He was already almost gone when he left in the rain Crazy, if I tell him this time, I'm sure he won't be able to leave.

Zhanli Yunxin felt helpless and looked forward to it: "I don't know when to leave?"

"April eighteenth."

"Ugh! That's His Highness's enthronement ceremony! Why is it at this time?"

"Yes." Jiang Yushu's voice was gentle and clear, but with a hint of erratic.

Zhan Liyun was dumbfounded: "Then won't you see His Highness enthroning?"

Jiang Yushu closed his eyes: "No. He can handle it well."

"But if the young master doesn't go, will His Highness be careless? He must very much hope that the young master is by the side." Zhan Liyun is worthless for Zhao Yifeng.

The teacup holding the cup trembled, and Jiang Yushu said lightly: "It's okay. You don't have to worry, I can handle it." It was because of the enthronement ceremony that he was so busy with various matters that he had no time to separate himself. Walking can also be free and easy.

Zhan Liyun originally wanted to persuade him, but he knew that Jiang Yushu didn't regret his decision, and there was no room for change. He was really tired of this lonely boy who trusted him.

"Since it's the Young Master's decision, then Li Yun will clean up for a while."

Seeing Zhan Liyun busy making a list, Jiang Yushu closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Forget about drifting away half of your life, forget about being accompanied by wind and rain, forget about cherry blossoms as a matchmaker, and don't expect eternity, but is it really the result of staying together and helping each other for so long?Could it be that after being tempted and sinking, we really have no choice but to separate?

"Young master..." Zhan Liyun raised his head inadvertently, and he saw Jiang Yushu's brows were slightly frowned, his pale face was full of fatigue.The gentle, resolute and elegant Jiang Yushu always smiles to warm people's hearts, and his figure is tall and straight, like a pine and cypress.

But why is he so light and thin when he is sleeping at this moment?

The rain in April dimmed the memories.

The grand ceremony for Zhao Yifeng's ascension to the throne arrived as scheduled, and everything was just like the desolation that year when he opened his house and got married.

At that time, in the prince's mansion, the white jade glass mask was broken.

Now, at the enthronement ceremony, he was destined to be separated from him again.

April [-]th, this familiar and unfamiliar day, was the day when Zhao Yifeng opened the mansion, and it was also the day when Zhao Yifeng ascended the throne.

Jiang Yushu shirked that he was not feeling well and wanted to rest mainly, so he went back to the bamboo house in the mountains to rest.

Although Zhao Yifeng was a little disappointed and sad, he still understood Jiang Yushu's cold body, and felt more distressed. He smiled at him, and Zhao Yifeng walked away in Jiang Yushu's eyes like that.

Jiang Yushu quietly watched him go away, not letting himself think about him.

When Zhao Yifeng left, he turned around and asked him: "Yushu, will you come to see the lights of thousands of houses tonight?" He didn't see it in Baiyi City back then, but now that he sees the light again, I want him to see it.

Jiang Yushu smiled slightly: "Of course."

Looking at the back of Zhao Yifeng standing proudly and walking away.

A layer of desolation suddenly surged in Jiang Yushu's heart, and something twisted in his heart.

The helplessness of silently sending each other off, the oath that is disillusioned at will.

Zhao Yifeng, I promise you — I am proud of the world, the promise to always be by your side will be fulfilled in the end...

When Zhao Shengtian woke up in a daze, the first thing he saw was Jiang Yushu standing quietly beside the bed with his hands behind his back.

"Jiang Yushu, the evil star of the country!"

"Today is April [-]th. Zhao Yifeng's enthronement ceremony." Jiang Yushu said lightly. "However, I'm leaving."

Zhao Shengtian looked at the person in front of him puzzled. "Why?"

Jiang Yushu found a clean place to sit, and calmly stated the past, as if entangled with the royal family: "

Jiang Yushu used to be very stubborn and didn't know what love was. At that time, marrying Zhao Yifeng was just a royal joke.It was also your absurdity that involved so many lives.It's you!Let Jiang Yushu become a homeless person. "

"Do you know how much I hated you at that time? I hated the imperial power and hated myself for being powerless and unable to save the Jiang family. At that time, I wondered if I could change this Tianqing and this etiquette..."

He smiled faintly, a little bit tired and helpless against imperial power. "But it's really good. The world is about to change hands, and Zhao Yifeng is about to ascend the throne. The etiquette that you have always taken care of is about to be tampered with. You should be happy..."

"I thought I could help him reach the high position and let him tamper with the etiquette, but I still can't escape the royal family. I can't bear the infamy of the evil star of the country. Once he is in the high position, the five kingdoms will look at him. I can't be his bondage."

"Jiang Yushu has been warmly protected by him for so many years, and he has acted against the sky for him. He can make him reign supreme and help him to be proud of the world, but he can't let him bear the attacks and slanders brought to him by the other five countries, because——I love him ..."

"Jiang Yushu couldn't bear him to be alone on the throne, but he still wanted to abandon him. Is this fulfilling your wish? You think so too..."

Zhao Shengtian just laughed triumphantly after hearing this, like crazy.

"I said earlier that you are a demon star that will harm the country, so what if you get the high position of the emperor? You will never escape the eyes of the world. Let alone your children! Hahaha!"

Jiang Yushu didn't know why he said such words, he only knew that there was a lot of sadness in his heart and he wanted to vomit to this dying man, and it seemed that he was mourning the last remaining breath of the royal family.

Back then, when she married into the palace, everything was so peaceful and happy. Although there were countless strife and struggles, those people were still there at least. Now, seven years later, everything here will be replaced again.

All Taoism is easy to change, and the desolation is changeable.

Suddenly there was a loud noise at the door.

"Bring Zhao Shengtian out!"

"What happened? Young Master Qingyu is visiting inside."

"His Royal Highness King Ding ascended the throne today. How could he lose his father?"

"Yeah. Little one knows."

The voices of the soldiers guarding outside came into the room.

Zhao Shengtian staggered back two steps suddenly, grabbed Jiang Yushu's clothes, and begged in a hissing voice: "Take me away. Take me away."

Jiang Yushu let him grab a handful and shake it, just looked at him quietly, and his thoughts returned to what Jiang Tianyuan said - child, don't let hatred blind your heart.let it go……

There was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, with pleasure and sarcasm.

"Let me go, Yushu, he will listen to everything you say. You beg him to let me go, and I don't want to watch him ascend the throne, as long as I can go anywhere out of the palace."

Jiang Yushu took two steps back in disgust, and quietly looked at the king who held the power of life and death in the Jiang family. At that time, he begged him the same way, begging him to let the Jiang family live. How could he be self-willed, so many people from Zhao Yifeng's mother clan in the Jiang family buried him with him.

A cry of pleading echoed in the air of the cold palace, and wafted in Jiang Yushu's ears.

"Let me go, don't let me go. Just kill me."

"kill me!"

Jiang Yushu flicked his water sleeves and gave him a sympathetic look.leave calmly.

Suddenly there was a voice in the air——

"boom!"

The sound of bones breaking rang in the air.

Jiang Yushu stopped and turned around to look, only to see a pool of red blood beside the wall, which was shocking!

"Jiang Yushu, Zhao Yifeng, I...curse you...for not being happy! Disaster for the country and demon star...everyone can be punished!" Blood swirled from his head, blurring the side of his face, and he tried his best to smile , an immediate relief from the royal family.

"I'm relieved, but you still have to make ends meet in the royal family... Hahaha~~" There was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, and Nangong Lianqing's beautiful face appeared in his mind.

In the end, it was because of that one woman who implicated everyone and ruined this country.

The picture in memory emerges, the woman smiles elegantly, with a light fragrance, and the years are quiet and beautiful.

Jiang Yushu watched quietly, feeling the sadness from his heart, a wave of exhaustion swept him like water, this is the royal family.

"Qingyu, I respectfully send you off to Your Majesty."

Zhao Shengtian closed his eyes lightly, and some tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"This life is still wrong after all."

Close your eyes, close your eyes, and leave.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Life is like chess, without regrets.

These words echoed in the humid air, and the voice gradually faded.

From then on, it never sounded again.

Jiang Yushu looked up out of the window, it was pouring rain when it came, but now it was light.

With a silent sigh, Jiang Yushu drifted away.

He didn't save the king, it was because he used his death to maintain his dignity.

The moment the gate of the cold palace was closed, Jiang Yushu knew that Tianqing's palace might never belong to him again.

The rain gradually stopped, and the reflection of the water in the potholes reflected a pale face.

"Young Master..." Zhan Liyun glanced at him with some concern.

Jiang Yushu stood with his hands behind his back, staring blankly at the huge palace.

The waist of the corridor is unadorned, and the eaves and teeth are pecked high.

Falling in the eyes, it is icy cold, like this rain, it is merciless when it comes and goes.

At the gate of the palace in the distance, at the majestic sacrificial ceremony, there was a loud and clear voice of the priest: "Heaven is destiny, and God's will is communicated, only Er Lingde, filial piety and filial piety, friendship with brothers, restraint and governance, order Ru Yinzi, Jingzai from the eastern suburbs.

If there is waste and prosperity, you will come in and out from your teacher, and if you are in the same row, you will enter and tell you, and then you will follow the outside of Neil, saying that Simou Siyou, but the virtue of my queen, woohoo!The ministers are as salty as the time, but they are good and outstanding, and the state and the ministers are both proud*!Bring ancient times to the world.Announced to the world, common people know. "

The sacrificial ceremony was sacred and solemn, and the powerful and loud voice was read from the mouth of the new emperor, and the sound resounded through the palace, shaking people's hearts.

"Heavenly power, please let God show it! Change the name of the country to 'Jiang'. From now on, the people of Tianqing are the people of our Jiang country, and change the name to 'Yu'. The date of my ascension to the throne will be the first year of the Yu calendar. The emperor's title is 'Hongyu'!"

On a drizzle day, the mist mixed with water mist rose, and the rain dripped on the face, as if it was telling the retention of parting, or it seemed to be a sign of something.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live—"

"Unify the Jiang country, and it will never change!"

The wind brought rain, and it hurt my face.

Below the altar, a row of worshipers greeted Emperor Hongyu, and the brave soldiers knelt down layer by layer, looking away, like surging green waves, bringing winding waves.

Thousands of people shouted in unison, and the mountains shouted and tsunami. "Thousands of years are unified, the emperor is sage."

Countless people admired it, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, and the sound was like thunder, flying straight to the sky.

He finally flew into the sky.

But Jiang Yushu heard the miserable smile and helplessness when he looked at him with the imperial decree in Dongqi City. He knew what he didn't say——

"The sky is not the sky, I will go against the sky!

The earth is worthless, I will overthrow the earth!

If the ceremony is not for the ceremony, I will usurp the ceremony! "

Jiang Yushu closed his eyes lightly: Within ten years, Qingyu will finally help you reach a high position...

I have exhausted my whole life's strength, but I have no regrets, it's just a little... heartache.

I still can’t remember your cold and proud side face under the cherry tree in Fuguo Gong’s mansion, but I only remember that when we met again, the cherry blossoms of that tree were flying all over the sky, and the rain of cherry blossoms fell on the palm of your hand. Is it the tenderness of your lips?

Even your affectionate nostalgia under the flowers has become a bloody brand, and the enchanting red tassels are gorgeous along with that place.

If I leave, who else is willing to accompany you to watch the cherry blossoms bloom.

But—holding the Lushui sword tightly, he lightly touched the Ziyu Xiao that he had repaired.

Turn around, step up, and make a decision.

It is doomed that different ways do not conspire with each other.

That's it!

——Put this love on hold.

The white clothes move lightly, enter the sedan chair, and leave.

Cut away from the cloud and wait on the side.

The palace is majestic and majestic.

The familiar street, the peach blossom sticking out of the wall, seems to be still laughing at the person who is too cold to understand the tenderness of the spring breeze.

The voice in memory rang in my ears——

"Your Highness, you see the peach blossoms are falling."

"What do you want to say?"

"Your Highness, you see that the peach blossoms are falling, you should smile more."

"Jiang, Yu, Shu!"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as true as ever.

The sedan chair passed through one door after another, and finally arrived at the white marble steps at the entrance of Qianyuan Hall.

With a sip, the thoughts in the memory were brought back to reality——

"Jiang Yushu!!!"

Zhao Yifeng, wearing a dragon robe, suddenly appeared in the center of the gate of Qianyuan Hall.

Zhan Liyun was at a loss as he looked at Hong Yudi who was drinking nonstop behind him.

Jiang Yushu in the sedan chair did not expect it, and no matter what, he never expected that Zhao Yifeng would quickly end the enthronement ceremony and come to find someone.

Emperor Hongyu suppressed his anger in a cold voice: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Yushu remained silent.

"If I hadn't seen you wrong during this time, I would have asked people to pay attention to it. Are you not even going to say goodbye when you leave this time?"

The curtain moved, Ziyu Xiao explored.

Jiang Yushu came out slowly.Standing quietly in front of him, nodding and smiling gently, without saying a word.

Zhan Liyun stood aside, faintly feeling that something big was about to happen.

"I'm not Tianqingren, this place doesn't belong to me, and I don't fit here." He said lightly.The warm and smiling eyes combined all the joys, anger, sorrows and joys.It's just that the tone is so stubborn that no one can comment.

The scene in the dream and the scene of him leaving in the rain when the marriage was annulled that year reappeared before his eyes again, and an inexplicable fear swept over his body, gradually engulfing Zhao Yifeng.

Worried that the feared thing will happen again, will Jiang Yushu come back after leaving?Will Fifth Xiongye really let him go so easily?With his stubborn temperament and resolute temperament, will he find a place to hide and no one will find him like he did after the assassination? Could it be... the result of seven years of obsession?

He can't go, there is only one of him like this.

He fixed his eyes, and said one sentence at a time: "Zhao Yifeng can wait, can bear a bad name for you, can disregard secular etiquette, and is not afraid of cursing reincarnation, just ask Yushu not to leave..."

Jiang Yushu smiled gently, and there was a stubbornness hidden in that smile: "You should know that Jiang Yushu doesn't regret what he has decided! No one can stop what I have decided!"

You are still so stubborn and resolute, and there is no room for redemption after making a decision.

You can smile gently at everyone, you can be friendly with Zhao Yifeng, you can care about all people in the world, you can be obsessed with Beili cherry blossoms, but you can't draw your heart closer to Zhao Yifeng.

No one can stop you, not even Zhao Yifeng?

Fear and fear, domineering and madness occupied Zhao Yifeng's rationality, and the aura of ruining heaven and earth came to his face.

"Since you want to leave, kill me, so that you can leave freely!"

Sudden chest pain!Zhao Yifeng raised his eyes and stared at him in disbelief.

Jiang Yushu's Lushui sword was in his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced Zhao Yifeng's chest impressively. The bright red blood was as gorgeous as cherry blossoms. Drop by drop, it slowly merged into a gurgling stream and fell from the dragon robe with black and black phoenix patterns, like a blooming mango Dharana flower, enchanting and beautiful.

The cold sword tip pierced Zhao Yifeng's body bit by bit.

Jiang Yushu's white sleeves drooped slightly, and he just looked at him quietly.

Zhao Yifeng stood proudly and remained silent.

There was only the sound of ticking rain falling on the sword, making a crisp sound.

Jiang Yushu's hand holding the sword was moving, eating away at that fiery heart bit by bit.

Zhao Yifeng, you will never know——

Back then, in Fuguo Duke's Mansion, the cherry blossoms hid poison, which made me blind and blind. The residue of the poison of the two butterflies has made me exhausted and weak for the rest of my life.

I was suffering from Gu poison in my body. Needling and tormenting were given during the [-]th month of each month, accompanied by medicinal herbs, which made my body’s energy negative and my physical signs changed. I was neither human nor ghost.

In order to save the crisis of the Gu family, I forced a bowl of safflower to kill our children, and consumed the 'Ji Qi Pill' in advance, and let me consume ten years of life in advance for you.

The child had a miscarriage, helping you escape thousands of miles, Beili tossed and turned, beheading generals and killing enemies, the breath I hold is the only spare energy I have in this life.

Forcibly planning against the sky, planning against Tianhe, has already doomed me to an unhappy end.

Now, this handle of Lushui may be able to cut off the entanglement between you and me...

In Jiang Yushu's heart, there was resentment.

Who is wielding the sword to break the thread of love, and who is telling him to let go of love and lovesickness?

Zhao Yifeng never imagined that one day, Jiang Yushu would stab himself in the heart with the Lushui sword—the Lushui sword he gave him...

A burst of laughter: "When Yinghong met again, you stabbed here with your jade flute; when you stole a kiss in a martial arts competition, you also stabbed here with your jade flute; under the cherry tree in Beili, you stabbed here with your jade flute. Now, unexpectedly It’s the Lushui Sword. This time, it’s still here—just replaced with a sword.”

The fate of reincarnation changes, the dream of returning to the love of the previous life.

Lang's heart is like iron love, and his response is as light as flowing water.

Who promises whose oath?Who ruined whose unforgettable memory?

Intertwined with the joys and sorrows of separation and reunion, the sorrows of life and death, and the righteousness of the family and the country.

Whose elegy is this?And who is writing this song by mistake?

Zhao Yifeng climbed onto the blade of Lushui Sword with his left hand, and the sharp sword slashed across his palm, bright and sticky blood fell down the blade, and also fell into the rain!

"Once, I asked you if you hated me, and you said no. In fact, you hated me in your heart. Don't you?!"

Zhao Yifeng looked at him desperately and sadly: "It's only when you're forced to this point, when you're forced to attack with weapons, that you realize that there is hatred hidden in your heart."To what extent should I be forced to let me know if you have been tempted by me, have you ever loved me! ?

Jiang Yushu closed his eyes lightly, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and immediately wanted to let go of the sword——

"Don't let go!"

With a shout, Zhao Yifeng held Lu Shuijian's hand and pushed his chest forward again!

"You killed me. Free yourself from now on!"

The sound of blood ticking is even louder, like a song, an elegy of parting.

Jiang Yushu opened his eyes, and with all his strength, he let go of the Lushui sword, looking at the majestic palace in the distance.

"Zhao Yifeng, because of you, I was involved in a royal conspiracy. I lost my father, lost my mother, and my brothers and sisters left. More than 200 people in Fuguo Gongfu lost their lives. Now, because of me, you overturned the royal family, lost my mother, and died. After losing his father, more than 300 members of the Gu family were bleeding all over the ground—you and I will eliminate each other, and we will not owe each other."

It turned out that the seven years of obsession, so many days of protection, and so many times of standing together in the same boat were all exploited and calculated.

The matter of feelings is actually a transaction, can it be counted like this?

Just eliminate the two, do not owe each other?you and I?

Forcefully suppressing the fishy sweetness in his throat, Zhao Yifeng let out a helpless laugh.

Blood flowed from between the fingers.

The chest, the place that can give him warmth, was wounded by him this time with the Lushui sword.

Suffused with cold, revealing cold.

He raised his head, his eyes were burning, and his heart was piercing: "The planning of the mountains and rivers, and the calculation of the country's territory are all for you!"

Jiang Yushu's eyes moved slightly, he fixed him, and said sharply, "I'm not an excuse for your ambition to grow!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yushu pulled out the Lushui Sword neatly with his wrist.

Immediately, she turned her back to him, and also gave him a sad smile.

This sentence is enough to cut off his obsession.

Zhao Yifeng only felt that grief was greater than death, and he remained silent, with pain accumulating in his chest, clenching his teeth tightly to restrain the trembling caused by the cold temperature of Lushui Sword.

In the end, he couldn't help it, the mouthful of fishy sweetness gushed out, gradually staining the luxurious dragon robe, and also—— staining the jade belt he embroidered for him by himself.