[Da Han Tianzi] Revenge after the abolition

Zhang Tang only felt a "buzz" in his head. He didn't dare to look up at Liu Che's expression, but just looked at his feet, completely unable to figure out what Liu Che was thinking at the moment.

He asked, were you helping Queen Chen's spirit?

Empress Chen.

Obviously he buried Chen Ajiao with the ceremony of the Lord, but now he calls it "Empress Chen"...

Restraining his wild thoughts, Zhang Tang didn't think about whether Liu Che suddenly asked about this matter because he knew something, or if he just thought of it suddenly, and he replied calmly: "Yes."

Only such a word would not let Liu Che see through his mind.

Zhang Tang suddenly hated himself so much at this moment, he had a secret in his heart, and he could only lower his head because he was afraid of being seen through.Maybe it was a mistake to save Chen Ajiao?

But the emperor in front of him raised his head and looked at the palace: "It's the 49th..."

Zhang Tang didn't understand. He looked up, only to see the young emperor raised his hand and pressed his fingers against the corners of his eyes, as if he was forcibly suppressing something.

At 49, Ajiao Chen passed away at 49.

But Chen Ajiao is dead, Qiao Shi is still alive.

It's just that it's impossible for Zhang Tang to tell the man in front of him - Liu Che, the emperor of the big man.

Liu Che stood up, and all the memories of the past suddenly flooded up at this moment. The sky outside was bright and sunny, and the weather was fine. Although it was still cold and windy, it looked clear and beautiful. The steps, those palace people standing there respectfully...

He told himself countless times that all of this is enough, but when he dreamed back at midnight, all he remembered were those four words—Jinwuzangjiao.

After all, he was responsible for her life.

"Follow me to Baling and see her."

The young emperor stepped down, his large robes fluttering against the oncoming wind, and his handsome face had become vicissitudes at some point.

Zhang Tang was surprised by his ruthless state at the moment, he looked at the back of Liu Che standing at the gate of the hall, and quietly responded.

On the way to Baling, he kept thinking about the possibility of being discovered. Will Liu Che go down to the tomb to check?Will you find that the coffin is empty?

As a shrewd emperor, he has great ambitions, and at the same time, he also needs to understand the situation. Did he already know something to let him go to Baling together?

Light snow flew up on the road. Liu Che's horse was tired and stopped for a while. He raised his whip and pointed at the sky with a smile on his lips. It's snowing."

Zhang Tang looked up, and there were pieces of snowflakes falling under the sky, and the wind blowing in front of him was cold.

It was fine when it came out, but it changed in a blink of an eye.

"Your Majesty, it's snowing heavily, why not—"

"The wind and snow are heavy, and she will be cold."

Liu Che suddenly said something like this, but stopped talking for a moment.

The thin wind and snow all over the sky fell to the ground, Chang'an behind him was far away, and Baling in front was near.

Zhang Tang was riding a horse behind, and suddenly the instructor raised his lips and shook his head. He didn't know whether he was laughing at Ajiao Chen, Liu Che, or... himself.

He raised his whip to keep up, but he didn't know what Liu Che was thinking.

Liu Che just remembered that many years ago, when he was young, he and A-Jiao were in the bamboo forest outside Guantao Princess Mansion, watching the falling snowflakes. Li pulled out his sleeves, looked at him with disgust, and asked him to wash his hands.

At that time, he burst into tears. Princess Guantao rushed over, thinking that something had happened, but she knew that A-Jiao had provoked it, and reprimanded her, but she ignored it with a stinky face.

It's okay in private, but she still sarcastically satirizes her lack of masculinity, and she will bring it up when she encounters something.

From then on, he didn't like to show weakness in front of others, because Gillian hated the kind of guy who would cry every now and then.

Later, Gillian was brought to the palace by Princess Guantao, but when someone in the palace poisoned him, it happened that Gillian saw the flaw. He wanted to make trouble at the time, but Gillian stopped him. I was very scared, but Gillian was not.At that time, Chen Ajiao was still young, but she didn't know why she was so stable.

The palace maid came up with things in a panic, but A-Jiao repelled her. She took the silver hairpin to test the poison, but the silver hairpin turned black. At that time, he hated and was afraid. Just hugged him and told him to keep quiet.She went to catch a cat, but fed the poison to the cat, and immediately burst into tears. The palace servants were surprised and came up to check, which led to the fact that someone had poisoned him.

Chen Ajiao cried in front of Emperor Jing, saying that someone was going to kill her cat. The heartbroken state was completely different from that in front of Liu Che.

Liu Che didn't know what Emperor Jing's reaction was, but he changed from King of Jiaodong to Crown Prince shortly after that.

After returning, he pulled Gillian's sleeve again, wanting to see her eyes, but she was not crying anymore, but just kept silent, looking at the rich dishes on the table, with a strange and gloomy expression on her face.

She later buried the cat and put up a sign for it.

The two squatted in front of the cat's grave for a long time. Liu Che reached out to poke her face, but she patted her away. She said, don't poke me, I'm sad.

Then he said, it's okay, I will give you many, many cats in the future.

A-Jiao did not speak again.

Since then, Chen Ajiao, who used to like to tease cats, never touches cats again, even if she sees them, she ignores them.

and after……

Later, she completely forgot about those things between the two of them, right?

Liu Che looked at Baling in front of him, the snow was light again, and it didn't fall very much in the early winter, only a few pieces flew down and fell, cool on his face.

"Zhang Tang, do you think the emperor is ruthless?"

Zhang Tang sat on the horse, holding the rein, but did not answer.

Liu Che didn't ask any further questions, but just got off his horse and walked all the way to the grave. The tombstone was still new, and there were white papers floating on the ground, which already looked broken.

Although she was buried with the ceremony of the Lord Weng, this cemetery is not simple at all.From the perspective of the tomb, this is not a gift from the Lord, but a gift from the Queen.

Originally, this was not in line with the ancestral system, but I don't know why, neither Sima Tan nor Zhang Tang objected. At that time, he was wondering if he was wrong, but he couldn't think that way.

After all, he is just a sad king who wants to bury his love for this emperor's hegemony.

Now, he was only worthy of standing in front of her mausoleum, and he didn't even dare to say a word. She was afraid that she wouldn't want to see him, and he didn't dare to see her.He betrayed her, he betrayed his sincerity and promise.

Sometimes he felt that he was in a dream. She fell down and her temperament changed drastically. He tried to find the memories of the past from her, but the more time passed, the more irritable he became.

That's not his Gillian.

His Gillian is smart, it should even be said that she is wise, she is calm and calm, she will never get angry because of those trivial things, if she loves herself, she will not be jealous like ordinary people, she is in front of him After all, his eyes should be unique, so when he found that the Gillian in his mind, or the old Gillian, had slowly disappeared in the time, and was polished by time into the vulgarity of ordinary women, Love also began to wane.

It's just that during the few days when she left, he always dreamed about the scenes he used to get along with, and also dreamed that for so many years, that unruly and arrogant Gillian, who had no ladylike temperament at all, was acquiescing to Wei Zifu to give her poisonous wine. At that time, tell yourself: this girl is not that girl, since you can no longer find the shadow of the past in her, the beauty of the world must have a choice, so he buried his last thoughts with his own hands, and let cruelty achieve hegemony.

But those are all excuses, no one knows better than himself.

After all, it is still one word: negative.

Live up to the negative, negative negative.

Asked countless times, what would happen to Gillian who was poisoned if she was the old Gillian? He vaguely knew his answer, but he never dared to really assume that kind of scenario.

Because it was too decisive and tragic.

He stretched out his palm, caressed the cold tombstone slowly, and said to himself: "In the next life, ask me for my life, and Che'er will pay you back."

After speaking, he slowly turned around again.

Zhang Tang was standing three steps away, his hands still clasped, his eyebrows lowered, his face expressionless.

"Let's go."

He flicked his sleeve robe casually, as if he wanted to throw away his exhaustion. He hadn't started to fight the world yet, and he was already scarred by the bloody price.

Let's go, where can we go?

Zhang Tang glanced back at the tombstone, Chen Ajiao - Qiao's.In the end who is right and who is wrong, in fact, there is no clear conclusion...

On the way back, Liu Che rarely talked to him about the past events at Princess Guantao’s mansion. Liu Che seemed to just say that he needed a chance to talk, as if he had finished everything, so that he could continue to put on the cold and gorgeous dragon robe , sitting on the dragon chair, fighting with those people.

"She is actually very silly sometimes, just like that cat..."

As he spoke, his voice lowered, Chang'an City arrived.

Liu Che held the horsewhip and waved lightly, "Go back."

He rode his horse back by himself, stayed at Zhang Tang at the intersection, turned over, led the horse, and wanted to go back to Tingwei's mansion, but he didn't know why he came to Chen Ajiao's house. The word "Joe", is it Qiao's residence?

Cat.

Zhang Tang shook his head, wanted to laugh, but felt that he shouldn't laugh, so he stopped again, led the horse and left here again.

Inside the courtyard wall, Chen Ajiao was sitting on the corridor, with a stool padded with brocade mats, holding tea barely brewed with bitter tea leaves in both hands, together with her three current subordinates, watching the snow falling outside, her eyebrows and eyes All faintly, vaguely with a bit ethereal.

"Do you remember what I said before?"

"I remember it all." Qi Jian responded, and then looked at Chen Ajiao with an extremely strange look.

Chen Ajiao raised her eyebrows: "What are you looking at me for?"

"Nothing." Just wondering where these weird ideas come from.

He turned his head and saw Zhao Wanhua was embroidering something. He wanted to go over to have a look, but he felt that it was inappropriate. Sitting for a while felt like being pricked by needles.

Mrs. Li also sat on the side. Originally Chen Ajiao asked them to sit together, and she was a little unhappy, but now she is used to it.

"It's a good idea, ma'am."

Chen Ajiao raised her eyebrows, but she didn't see much color on her face, she always said calmly, "Winter is a good time to drink."