A long song, half a lifetime

Qinzheng Pavilion

Qin Moyu clutched a letter in his hand, with a serious expression on his face.Now that the situation in the DPRK and China is severe and the war is urgent, logically speaking, he should stick to the rear and not give the enemy an opportunity.However, at this time, Wangyue Villa suddenly sent a letter, inviting him to a gathering.To go or not to go is not so easy to choose.If he goes, he may be caught by the enemy's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. If he doesn't go, he may miss the good opportunity for reconciliation, and he is caught in a dilemma.

"Mo Yu, haven't you thought about it yet?" Seeing Qin Moyu frowned, Chang Ge felt uncomfortable, she paused, and said, "No matter what you decide, I will follow you."

If there is a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for.Qin Moyu's expression softened slightly, he thought for a long time, and he said: "We will set off for Wangyue Villa tomorrow, and I will bet on it. Whether it is life or death, it only depends on this one time."

Moon Mountain Villa

"Your Majesty, we meet again!" Seeing Qin Moyu, Bailijue was obviously surprised, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Qin Moyu breathed a sigh of relief. From this point of view, the meeting was led by Mrs. Mo alone, rather than Bailijue and Mrs. Mo conspiring together. In this case, his safety will be more guaranteed. Perhaps, His choice is right.Thinking of this, Qin Moyu said with a slight smile: "Mrs. Mo is so kind to invite me, there is no reason for me not to come! It is a surprise to see Mr. Baili."

"Haha! Your majesty is very polite. The old lady is so honored that your majesty can come!" Before Qin Moyu finished speaking, Mrs. Mo appeared at the door, accompanied by an old monk who looked like five or sixty years old. "The old woman is late to pick up the driver, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

"It's too late for me to appreciate the elegance of the No. [-] village in the world. How can I blame Mrs. Mo! Besides, today is Mrs. Mo's birthday, so I should be busy." After a pause, Qin Moyu clapped his hands, "Small gift, no My respect, I wish Mrs. Mo such blessings as the East Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan!" Several guards then presented the birthday gifts.

Mrs. Mo motioned for the servants to accept the gift, and bowed to thank: "The emperor loves you so much, the old lady is very grateful, if the Mo family is useful in the future, the emperor just asks."

"Then I thank you right here." Qin Moyu's face became even more smiling, "Mrs. Mo, people don't speak dark words. I believe that Mrs. Mo's invitation to come here is not just for the purpose of being a guest!"

"The emperor is really smart. Since the emperor guessed it, the old woman can't hide it. The emperor knows this person." Madam Mo looked at the old monk.

"This master..." Qin Moyu looked carefully, then shook his head again, "It does have a familiar feeling, but I can't remember it. Madam, please tell me."

"It's already at this time, do you still want to pretend?" Mrs. Mo snorted coldly at the old monk.

"Amitabha, it's time to explain clearly." The old monk sighed and tore off the human skin mask on his face.

"Father..." Qin Moyu's face was full of shock.Although the person in front of him is over half a hundred years old, his demeanor has not diminished, and his momentum is beyond anyone's reach.From the face, one can vaguely see the handsomeness of the past. "You are Emperor Father, right?" Qin Moyu's body trembled slightly, which was the residual emotion of the original owner.Suddenly, he seemed to see a handsome man in imperial robes hugging a little boy, smiling like a spring breeze, "Zhen's Ye'er is the best."

As soon as the screen changed, the little boy had grown into a handsome young man.The young man practiced his sword in the bamboo grove, the sword light flickered, and the sword shadow intertwined. Although he was sweating profusely, he didn't realize it, and he was still practicing the sword meticulously.

Suddenly, a figure broke into the bamboo forest and fought with the boy.The two swords collided, and the flames overflowed.Although the incoming sword was menacing and extremely domineering, it still couldn't stop the young man's sword.The young man danced a long sword smoothly, and within a moment he picked up the sword of the visitor. "Father, let me go!" The young man smiled, revealing his shallow white teeth.

The person who came was not annoyed, but laughed and said: "Ye'er's martial arts has really improved, Father Huang is old!"

"Father is not old! In my opinion, father will always be the emperor who ruled the battlefield back then." The young man's tone was a bit coquettish.

"You're the only one with a sweet mouth." The visitor smiled helplessly, "However, the father can be regarded as a successor."

The laughter and laughter of the past are still lingering in my ears, but everything has changed.Thinking back from the memory, Qin Moyu looked at the old monk with more and more complicated eyes, why did he pretend to die and leave to make Yuanchen heartbroken, and why he never came back.If he was there, Chu Chenxuan would not have a chance to strike, and the empress mother and other related people would not die.Qin Moyu was not the original owner, so he had no reason to hate him. However, with the memory of the original owner, he couldn't have any good feelings for the old monk.

"It's me, Ye'er, you have suffered all these years!" The old monk, or Hejing Emperor Chu Yi, was full of guilt.

Qin Moyu was silent, but the thoughts in his head kept rolling.For a moment, longing, sadness, and complaints rushed into my heart. This is the original owner's feelings, and he also feels the same.At this moment, he was the original owner, and the original owner was him, and the thoughts of the two gradually merged into one.Facing the father I respected in the past, even if there is hatred, how can I express it?At this time, silence has become the best way.

Seeing that Qin Moyu was silent, Chu Yi sighed slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Ye'er, I know you blame me. Being a father is indeed not a qualified father, nor a qualified king!" He resolutely left and left the huge dynasty to his immature young son. Years of disregard not only put the dynasty in a precarious situation, but the young son was almost murdered...

"I dare not ask for your forgiveness. Everything is my own fault. I just hope you will listen carefully to the next words." Chu Yi looked at Qin Moyu and then at Bailijue, "Some things, it is time to tell you... ..."

More than 20 years ago, when Chu Yi first came to Dabao, when he was just young, he accidentally saw a few gangsters surrounding a little girl during a trip.

The little girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes. Although they haven't opened yet, they can vaguely see the shadow of her future glory.Wearing a light blue skirt with a narrow waist, it made her skin look like fat and her breath like blue.A simple and simple carved wooden hairpin was inserted obliquely on her head, and the light-colored tassels fell down randomly and fluttered with the wind. From a distance, there was a sense of serenity.Seeing the little gangster, she didn't panic, but calmed down as usual, which was even more touching.

With just one glance, Chu Yi could no longer look away, he quickly flew forward, and neatly dealt with a few gangsters, "Girl, are you okay!" He asked softly.

The little girl is Su Yiwu.A trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she soon calmed down, "I'm fine, thank you for saving my life, sir!" She nodded, with a faint smile on her lips.It dazzled Chu Yi's eyes and confused his heart.

As an emperor, he has seen many beautiful women, but Su Yiwu is the only woman who impresses him. He is worried about her and insists on sending Su Yiwu back to his home, but unexpectedly finds out that she is actually his friend's sister.

Overjoyed, he found opportunities to get close to Su Yiwu many times, trying to make her happy in different ways, but Su Yiwu was always the same as when he first met, and was estranged and polite to him.He felt a little lost, but he was not in a hurry, because, in his opinion, Su Yiwu would be his man sooner or later.Not to mention that he is the emperor, taking a step back, Su Yang, her brother's good friend, would not reject him either.

However, things always backfired. Even if he offered the position of queen, Su Yang would not marry his sister to him. No matter how much he begged, he would never forget that day...

"Ayang, don't worry, I will treat Yiwu well, don't you know my character?" Chu Yi let go of the emperor's reserve and begged.

Su Yang looked at his friend and sighed, "Your Majesty, your well-intentioned minister and sister-in-law both appreciate it, but sister-in-law is used to being loose and can't be restrained. A place like the palace is really not suitable for her. Besides, sister-in-law She has always been weak, so she is really not worthy of the emperor. There are thousands of women in the world who admire the emperor, so please take it back." He bowed and said.

Chu Yi shook his head, "Although there are many women in the world, in my heart, none of them can compare to Yiwu. You know my temperament, and I won't give up if I look for it. Ayang, if you are worried that Yiwu will suffer in the palace , so what if I respect her as a queen and dismiss the harem. Anyway, in my heart, she is my only wife."

Emperors have always been affectionate, and it is really rare for an emperor who is willing to dismiss the harem for a woman.He grew up with Chu Yi as a child, so he understands Chu Yi's personality. He knows that his friend is really tempted, but it's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that there is really no room for change in this matter...

"I can agree to other matters, but this matter is not acceptable. My sister has no intention of the emperor, so please don't force me. Your majesty, this is the first time I beg you as a brother, and I hope you agree. As long as the emperor agrees, no matter what happens in the future Whatever it is, I will die forever."

Seeing Su Yang's cold and hard attitude, Chu Yi got angry, "Su Yang, do you still think I'm your brother? You don't want to agree to even a small request!"

Su Yang smiled wryly, "Your Majesty, matters of affection cannot be forced, and this minister also has no choice."

"What a last resort!" A person who is in love is not willing to let go, "I will give you three days to think, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Chu Yi walked away, leaving only Su Yang standing there blankly. in place.

No one will know that he is actually her. He is Su Yang, the world-renowned young marshal, and Su Yiwu, the frail young lady of the Su family.She doesn't want to marry Chu Yi, nor can she marry Chu Yi.Because, if he enters the deep palace, his identity will be discovered sooner or later, and the remnants of the Kahang Empire have not been eliminated. At that time, they will use this to make trouble again, and the country will be unstable. How can she see this happening.Having known each other for many years, she has long regarded Chu Yi as a good brother.And she also has a sweetheart, although that is also a woman...