There are still many rules in the imperial list. It is simple for her to be an orphan with no relatives and no reason. After a few days of investigation, she went to the imperial city with several old doctors, and because she was the only woman, she was arranged in a separate courtyard.
Perhaps because of her young age, she has never been really offered face-to-face. She was just locked in the palace, ready to ask for His Majesty's pulse at any time.
When Shi Qingyi opened her eyes, the sky was about to light up, the heat of the autumn tiger had dissipated, and the weather turned cold, she was still a little tired, with her arms across her eyes, listening to the sound of the broom sweeping the fallen leaves outside the courtyard, how many more A little maid was whispering.
"Did you hear the sound of chanting? It seems that a lot of Taoist monks and so on have come into the palace in the past two days, and the Dongchen Hall is full. This non-stop night and night disturbed me so much that I didn't sleep well at night." The little maid yawned a little.
"Aren't you used to it? It's been half a year. It's either a wooden fish or a mantra. The Mingze Hall has been covered with a black cloth for so long. It is said that this is to restrain the soul, and the soul of the national teacher is trapped inside."
The little palace maid lowered her voice, Shi Qingyi had good ears so she didn't miss this sentence.
In just six months, Xu Zhaosu's body deteriorated rapidly, and her temperament, which was always dignified and gentle, also changed greatly. There are ghosts and gods in the world, and all the power in the world is used to summon the soul.
When recruiting the soul of Qing Yi, the late national teacher, outsiders were horrified by the series of cruel methods used by the female monarch after the Ninth Five-Year Plan. The only thing is that the female monarch hated the national teacher so much that she would not let her soul go. A few people know the secret of this, but they dare not say a word.
During that year of torture, the female monarch's health was no longer very good. Later, she was exhausted mentally and suffered drastic changes. Her health deteriorated day by day and she firmly refused to invite the emperor's husband to give birth to an heir.
The eldest princess suffers from insomnia every night, and the imperial doctor in the palace is at a loss what to do, so she has to pin her hopes on a hermit, and post up the imperial list wantonly to seek medical treatment.
She also took advantage of this loophole to enter the palace. Just as she was thinking about a curious whisper coming from outside the window: "However, I heard from my sister who was on duty in Mingze Palace that His Majesty has a precious porcelain altar. It's on the side of the couch, and you can't sleep peacefully without it, I don't know what kind of treasure it is."
Shi Qingyi: "..."
Silently put his arms down from his eyes, sat up and sighed, the bright moon was in the sky outside the window, the cold moonlight shrouded the silent palace, and Sanskrit sounds could be heard faintly in the distance.
Everyone watched her being burned to death, but no one knew that after the Yuming Palace was completely sealed by the fire, the burned person quietly got up again, and the ashes were just a cover-up left by the system.
After she left, Xu Zhaosu held her ashes and never let go, becoming more paranoid and surly. The eldest princess was worried day and night, and finally chose a geomantic treasure against her conscience to persuade Xu Zhaosu to bury her and let her rest in peace.
Xu Zhaosu did bury her, but regretted it only two days after her burial.
The king was haunted by a nightmare in the middle of the night. In the dream, the girl who was once innocent was burned and curled up into a ball, behind her was billowing smoke, and the white clothes were rolled up by the fire, leaving only a piece of scorched black in an instant.
She woke up from the nightmare and found that January had passed, and the summer was approaching with lightning and thunder outside the window. She closed her eyes and couldn't help trembling. How could she bury Shi Qingyi alone in such a cold place?The surrounding area is desolate, cold and rainy.
She saw the girl she liked in her dream, and she wanted to see her after she woke up.
So on a rainy and stormy night, he stumbled to the outskirts of Beijing and dug up her tomb with his own hands.
As if confirming it, she opened the coffin, she saw the nails on it, but now she didn't believe it, maybe it was all just a dream?It doesn't matter if he lied to her, that person has gone far away and is still living in this world...
But the hard facts couldn't tolerate her disbelief. That person's ashes were quietly buried in the barren hills. Perhaps the soul had already left, and this person would never come back.
She suddenly knew clearly that Shi Qingyi was dead, that the person she loved and hated like crazy, would never get it again, and in the end, she was the one who had nothing.
After all, she didn't let Shi Qingyi go to the ground to rest in peace. When she was alive, she was not by her side, and at least she couldn't leave after death.
Moreover, the ashes are still here, perhaps, there is still a possibility of success in summoning the soul, isn't it?
The young female monarch looks like a madman, with mud and blood in her fingers, staggeringly holding a porcelain altar, drenched in the rainy night, her chin lightly resting on the porcelain altar, stubborn to the extreme, as if Madness with a touch of despair.
Rao is the eldest princess whose heart is as cold as a stone. Seeing this situation, she can only keep silent, unable to stop her for half a step.
Later, it was rumored that the female monarch hated the national teacher because of her love. She hated the teacher so much that she didn't even spare the corpse, and dug the tomb of the national teacher overnight.
"..."
Shi Qingyi's mood was a little complicated, rubbing the center of her brows, it seemed that she heard the movement of her getting up and immediately silenced outside the window, and finally calmed down.
The golden leaves fell all over the ground and were swept away in the flower garden. In a blink of an eye, she had been here for almost half a month. Shi Qingyi finally couldn't help but went to take care of it, and asked the female officer, "Excuse me, my lord. How long will it take to meet His Majesty?"
The female officer looked at the unattractive masked woman in front of her strangely, and kindly reminded: "If you have any grievances, it is useless to sue His Majesty."
Now who doesn't know that His Majesty is unpredictable, killing people like hemp, going up is to die.
Shi Qingyi: "..."
Silently stuffed another ingot of silver.
The female officer sighed and pointed the way: "I heard that a few remnants of the old party of the National Teacher have been arrested and detained in the sky prison. Your Majesty should pass by Chengqing Gate when you come back. If you really want to go... ..."
The female officer tried her best to swallow her desire to die: "If you want to face the saint, you can wait at Chengqing Gate."
Shi Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked softly: "Thank you for your advice, sir."
-
The sky prison is dark and humid, which is actually not conducive to the Queen's self-cultivation. Her legs and feet are not good, and she can't stand the cold and is afraid of the cold, let alone staying in such a wet and cold place for a long time.
The remnant who was lying on the ground had only one breath left, covered in bruises, with a red-hot soldering iron lying beside him, the breath of burnt flesh had not yet dissipated, and all that should be explained had been explained.
In fact, there is nothing to say, but they are all old things, the truth mottled in the dust of time.
After listening to him quietly, Xu Zhaosu suddenly felt empty in his heart. After sitting in the prison for a long time, he turned around and staggered back step by step.
It was still slow at the beginning, and she walked slowly and faster and faster, as if some scourge was about to chase after her. The invisible beast strangled her throat, making it even more difficult for her to breathe.
In just half a year, the beauty has turned into dry bones, and she finally understands the unknown truth from the words of others.
It turned out that on that day half a year ago, Jinge had already seen her own movements, and Shi Qingyi didn't follow her because she was trying to hold back her master from attacking her.
It was because I insisted on going back and taking her with me that I fell into the trap. If I had left decisively and never looked back, everything would have been different. It turned out that she really wanted to go with me.
She never, never wanted to kill herself.
The dying person lay on the ground vomiting blood while talking, every word and every word seemed to be mocking her: "Without the secret protection of the national teacher, does your majesty think that you, you can escape so easily?"
Yes, everything seemed to be going smoothly and horribly afterwards, successfully escaping from the hunt, avoiding the siege and interception, meeting the hidden guards who responded, and meeting an experienced doctor when he was seriously injured. Didn't notice anything wrong at all...
The arrow deviates from the heart, how could it happen that it deviates by just one point?
She only felt a splitting headache and a daze, and the past events were gradually being connected together.
The warm liquid dripped down drop by drop. The young king didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and he staggered out. Suddenly covering her cheeks, she murmured like a nightmare: "She wanted to go with me, she didn't want to kill me, it was me, I was the one who forced her to die..."
She is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, the peak of no one, no one dares to step forward to check, and everyone only dares to follow half a step behind her, looking at each other from a distance.
"I personally forced her to death..."
There was nothingness in front of her eyes, and her legs and feet became weaker and weaker. She couldn't see the way ahead, but walked forward blankly, and finally knocked on the high threshold.
The woman in the gold-patterned black dress staggered, and she was about to fall to the ground. The faces of the maids and guards behind her suddenly changed, but when they walked forward quickly, they were shocked to find that the lady had already fallen into the ground and knelt on the ground. in someone's arms.
That person blocked the middle of the road with malicious intentions, but the female gentleman held her hand tightly, and even pinched a bruise visible to the naked eye.
The warm liquid flowed into her neck, Shi Qingyi didn't dare to move, she could only hear the person who imprisoned her force out a word from between her teeth, fast and urgent, stumbling, almost biting her tongue.
She said, "I'll let the monks recite scriptures and the Taoist priests form the formation. Can you stay a little longer?"
A sour emotion suddenly surged up somewhere in my heart, and the ruthless person couldn't help raising his hand, and after a while, it quietly landed on the trembling back of that person.
The system ding-dong: "The hatred value has been reduced by 5.00%, and now there are still 40.00% five, the host will continue to work hard!"
Perhaps because of her young age, she has never been really offered face-to-face. She was just locked in the palace, ready to ask for His Majesty's pulse at any time.
When Shi Qingyi opened her eyes, the sky was about to light up, the heat of the autumn tiger had dissipated, and the weather turned cold, she was still a little tired, with her arms across her eyes, listening to the sound of the broom sweeping the fallen leaves outside the courtyard, how many more A little maid was whispering.
"Did you hear the sound of chanting? It seems that a lot of Taoist monks and so on have come into the palace in the past two days, and the Dongchen Hall is full. This non-stop night and night disturbed me so much that I didn't sleep well at night." The little maid yawned a little.
"Aren't you used to it? It's been half a year. It's either a wooden fish or a mantra. The Mingze Hall has been covered with a black cloth for so long. It is said that this is to restrain the soul, and the soul of the national teacher is trapped inside."
The little palace maid lowered her voice, Shi Qingyi had good ears so she didn't miss this sentence.
In just six months, Xu Zhaosu's body deteriorated rapidly, and her temperament, which was always dignified and gentle, also changed greatly. There are ghosts and gods in the world, and all the power in the world is used to summon the soul.
When recruiting the soul of Qing Yi, the late national teacher, outsiders were horrified by the series of cruel methods used by the female monarch after the Ninth Five-Year Plan. The only thing is that the female monarch hated the national teacher so much that she would not let her soul go. A few people know the secret of this, but they dare not say a word.
During that year of torture, the female monarch's health was no longer very good. Later, she was exhausted mentally and suffered drastic changes. Her health deteriorated day by day and she firmly refused to invite the emperor's husband to give birth to an heir.
The eldest princess suffers from insomnia every night, and the imperial doctor in the palace is at a loss what to do, so she has to pin her hopes on a hermit, and post up the imperial list wantonly to seek medical treatment.
She also took advantage of this loophole to enter the palace. Just as she was thinking about a curious whisper coming from outside the window: "However, I heard from my sister who was on duty in Mingze Palace that His Majesty has a precious porcelain altar. It's on the side of the couch, and you can't sleep peacefully without it, I don't know what kind of treasure it is."
Shi Qingyi: "..."
Silently put his arms down from his eyes, sat up and sighed, the bright moon was in the sky outside the window, the cold moonlight shrouded the silent palace, and Sanskrit sounds could be heard faintly in the distance.
Everyone watched her being burned to death, but no one knew that after the Yuming Palace was completely sealed by the fire, the burned person quietly got up again, and the ashes were just a cover-up left by the system.
After she left, Xu Zhaosu held her ashes and never let go, becoming more paranoid and surly. The eldest princess was worried day and night, and finally chose a geomantic treasure against her conscience to persuade Xu Zhaosu to bury her and let her rest in peace.
Xu Zhaosu did bury her, but regretted it only two days after her burial.
The king was haunted by a nightmare in the middle of the night. In the dream, the girl who was once innocent was burned and curled up into a ball, behind her was billowing smoke, and the white clothes were rolled up by the fire, leaving only a piece of scorched black in an instant.
She woke up from the nightmare and found that January had passed, and the summer was approaching with lightning and thunder outside the window. She closed her eyes and couldn't help trembling. How could she bury Shi Qingyi alone in such a cold place?The surrounding area is desolate, cold and rainy.
She saw the girl she liked in her dream, and she wanted to see her after she woke up.
So on a rainy and stormy night, he stumbled to the outskirts of Beijing and dug up her tomb with his own hands.
As if confirming it, she opened the coffin, she saw the nails on it, but now she didn't believe it, maybe it was all just a dream?It doesn't matter if he lied to her, that person has gone far away and is still living in this world...
But the hard facts couldn't tolerate her disbelief. That person's ashes were quietly buried in the barren hills. Perhaps the soul had already left, and this person would never come back.
She suddenly knew clearly that Shi Qingyi was dead, that the person she loved and hated like crazy, would never get it again, and in the end, she was the one who had nothing.
After all, she didn't let Shi Qingyi go to the ground to rest in peace. When she was alive, she was not by her side, and at least she couldn't leave after death.
Moreover, the ashes are still here, perhaps, there is still a possibility of success in summoning the soul, isn't it?
The young female monarch looks like a madman, with mud and blood in her fingers, staggeringly holding a porcelain altar, drenched in the rainy night, her chin lightly resting on the porcelain altar, stubborn to the extreme, as if Madness with a touch of despair.
Rao is the eldest princess whose heart is as cold as a stone. Seeing this situation, she can only keep silent, unable to stop her for half a step.
Later, it was rumored that the female monarch hated the national teacher because of her love. She hated the teacher so much that she didn't even spare the corpse, and dug the tomb of the national teacher overnight.
"..."
Shi Qingyi's mood was a little complicated, rubbing the center of her brows, it seemed that she heard the movement of her getting up and immediately silenced outside the window, and finally calmed down.
The golden leaves fell all over the ground and were swept away in the flower garden. In a blink of an eye, she had been here for almost half a month. Shi Qingyi finally couldn't help but went to take care of it, and asked the female officer, "Excuse me, my lord. How long will it take to meet His Majesty?"
The female officer looked at the unattractive masked woman in front of her strangely, and kindly reminded: "If you have any grievances, it is useless to sue His Majesty."
Now who doesn't know that His Majesty is unpredictable, killing people like hemp, going up is to die.
Shi Qingyi: "..."
Silently stuffed another ingot of silver.
The female officer sighed and pointed the way: "I heard that a few remnants of the old party of the National Teacher have been arrested and detained in the sky prison. Your Majesty should pass by Chengqing Gate when you come back. If you really want to go... ..."
The female officer tried her best to swallow her desire to die: "If you want to face the saint, you can wait at Chengqing Gate."
Shi Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked softly: "Thank you for your advice, sir."
-
The sky prison is dark and humid, which is actually not conducive to the Queen's self-cultivation. Her legs and feet are not good, and she can't stand the cold and is afraid of the cold, let alone staying in such a wet and cold place for a long time.
The remnant who was lying on the ground had only one breath left, covered in bruises, with a red-hot soldering iron lying beside him, the breath of burnt flesh had not yet dissipated, and all that should be explained had been explained.
In fact, there is nothing to say, but they are all old things, the truth mottled in the dust of time.
After listening to him quietly, Xu Zhaosu suddenly felt empty in his heart. After sitting in the prison for a long time, he turned around and staggered back step by step.
It was still slow at the beginning, and she walked slowly and faster and faster, as if some scourge was about to chase after her. The invisible beast strangled her throat, making it even more difficult for her to breathe.
In just half a year, the beauty has turned into dry bones, and she finally understands the unknown truth from the words of others.
It turned out that on that day half a year ago, Jinge had already seen her own movements, and Shi Qingyi didn't follow her because she was trying to hold back her master from attacking her.
It was because I insisted on going back and taking her with me that I fell into the trap. If I had left decisively and never looked back, everything would have been different. It turned out that she really wanted to go with me.
She never, never wanted to kill herself.
The dying person lay on the ground vomiting blood while talking, every word and every word seemed to be mocking her: "Without the secret protection of the national teacher, does your majesty think that you, you can escape so easily?"
Yes, everything seemed to be going smoothly and horribly afterwards, successfully escaping from the hunt, avoiding the siege and interception, meeting the hidden guards who responded, and meeting an experienced doctor when he was seriously injured. Didn't notice anything wrong at all...
The arrow deviates from the heart, how could it happen that it deviates by just one point?
She only felt a splitting headache and a daze, and the past events were gradually being connected together.
The warm liquid dripped down drop by drop. The young king didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and he staggered out. Suddenly covering her cheeks, she murmured like a nightmare: "She wanted to go with me, she didn't want to kill me, it was me, I was the one who forced her to die..."
She is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, the peak of no one, no one dares to step forward to check, and everyone only dares to follow half a step behind her, looking at each other from a distance.
"I personally forced her to death..."
There was nothingness in front of her eyes, and her legs and feet became weaker and weaker. She couldn't see the way ahead, but walked forward blankly, and finally knocked on the high threshold.
The woman in the gold-patterned black dress staggered, and she was about to fall to the ground. The faces of the maids and guards behind her suddenly changed, but when they walked forward quickly, they were shocked to find that the lady had already fallen into the ground and knelt on the ground. in someone's arms.
That person blocked the middle of the road with malicious intentions, but the female gentleman held her hand tightly, and even pinched a bruise visible to the naked eye.
The warm liquid flowed into her neck, Shi Qingyi didn't dare to move, she could only hear the person who imprisoned her force out a word from between her teeth, fast and urgent, stumbling, almost biting her tongue.
She said, "I'll let the monks recite scriptures and the Taoist priests form the formation. Can you stay a little longer?"
A sour emotion suddenly surged up somewhere in my heart, and the ruthless person couldn't help raising his hand, and after a while, it quietly landed on the trembling back of that person.
The system ding-dong: "The hatred value has been reduced by 5.00%, and now there are still 40.00% five, the host will continue to work hard!"
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