Should marry a concubine heart illuminating the moon

Dali Temple is built against the mountains, at the edge of the city, there is no other way out of the prison except for a corridor leading to the temple.It's just that after climbing over the low stone wall, there is a steep mountain road behind.Because the mountain has no continuous peaks, only cliffs, no one is stationed.

In name, even if Zhao Ye escaped from birth, he would still be a prisoner. If he walked the right path and bumped into the guards of Dali Temple who enforced the law impartially, he would be escorted back to the prison.But in the prison cell, the two masters of the imperial palace were fighting in full swing, not to mention the guards of Dali Temple, even if Qianniuwei came, it would only increase the number of corpses in vain.

After thinking about it, Zhao Ye glanced at the low stone wall, hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and turned over the wall.He stumbled and walked up the mountain.

In the private room of Babao Building, Zhao Yi and Shen Yu stared at each other for half an hour.Shen Yu thought in her heart that there must be a life-and-death struggle in the prison, but it was too long.Things changed after a long time, Shen Yuxin stood up suddenly and said to the startled Zhao Yi: "Your Highness can't wait, let's go to the prison."

Zhao Yi was worried, "If Qu Ruo happened to bump into An Dehai at this time, how would you say it?"

Shen Yuxin snorted softly, stopped looking at the cowering Seventh Prince, started to walk out the door, and said: "He is an eunuch who appeared in the prison without authorization. I just don't ask him. How can he be able to ask me?" Officer? If you follow His Majesty's order, I will accept the order calmly, so what is there to be afraid of?"

Zhao Yijian frowned slightly, and when he raised his eyes, Shen Yuxin's clothes had disappeared outside the door, he sighed lightly, and then followed.

In fact, both of them knew very well that An Dehai was just a cover-up.What Zhao Yi really didn't want to run into was Hong Luan. If the news about Zhao Zongqian's secret establishment of the heirloom leaked out and the empress knew about it, how could she keep quiet and watch the fire from the other side? only reconciled.Naturally, Helian Wanyan didn't want to see Zhao Yi, who was about to succeed to the throne, get involved in such dirty things, so as not to make a big fuss in the future.

Shen Yuxin didn't care about these things, she wished she could kill Zhao Ye and drag Zhao Yi into the water by the way.It is good that no one can inherit the Zhao family.

In front of the gate of Dali Temple, Zhao Yi stopped.

Shen Yuxin turned to look at him, frowned and said, "His Highness still doesn't want to get his hands dirty?"

Zhao Yi looked at her expressionlessly, and said calmly: "Sir, you are right. Emperor Song Zong can imprison his mother, and Zhao Yi can also secure the throne. But how can a son not appreciate the mother's kindness? If I get involved , the court will definitely criticize me in the future, not to mention generals, Xiao Zaizhi will be the first to resign from the court, and it is not a good thing for me to arouse the anger of the crowd." He paused, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Since Mr. is willing to assist Zhao Yi, it is Zhao Yi's good fortune in this life. Presumably Mr. does not want to see me end up like this. This time I will trouble Mr. again to get rid of this last serious worry for Zhao Yi."

After saying that, Zhao Yi bowed deeply to Shen Yuxin.

Shen Yu's face remained unchanged, her eyes were gloomy, and she didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, Shen Yuxin nodded lightly, "Forget it." She turned around and walked towards the prison.Zhao Yi looked at the slender figure with dark eyes gradually.I didn't kill Bole, but Bole died for me.

He murmured: "Shen Yuxin, I promise to treat Song Mingyue well in this life, is this condition enough for you to die?"

Although the sun was out of sight when he was in prison, his food and clothing were fairly simple. At this moment, Zhao Ye's clothes were covered with dust, his cheeks and backs of his hands were also scratched with several bloodstains by the dense branches, but he still didn't dare to rest for a moment.In order to hide his clumsiness, he used to only dare to practice martial arts in the dead of night, but now he has used all his life's knowledge to run for his life, but he still feels that it is not enough.If it were the talented seventh brother, no matter how rugged and steep the mountain road would be, he wouldn't be able to stop him, right?

Zhao Ye panted slightly, propped one hand on a boulder and the other on his knee, laughing at himself.In front of you, you can vaguely see that the mountain road is gradually flattening. As long as you keep walking along this road, there will be a secret passage leading to the imperial palace.It was originally dug by the Song Emperor of the previous dynasty to escape the royal family's heirs when the country was destroyed, but it was used by later generations unexpectedly.If the brothers and sisters of the Song family had escaped from here, it is unknown whether the Southern Jin Dynasty would still have the prosperity and peace it has today.

Zhao Ye shook his head, put aside distracting thoughts and moved again.

But before he had walked a short distance, he was blocked by a man holding a long sword who shouldn't be holding a sword.He frowned when he saw this tall, thin and unusual woman, then stretched his brows, and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen, it's you, where's my younger brother?"

Shen Yuxin smiled slightly, "He never came, sometimes I thought maybe His Highness is more suitable to rule the world than his benevolence."

"Because I'm more ruthless?" Zhao Ye smiled deeply.

Shen Yuxin grasped the scabbard, the cold touch made her hand holding the pen a little uncomfortable, she shook her head slightly, and said with a little regret: "It's easy to learn evil, but it's not easy to be kind. Only by benevolence can you rule the world for a long time. Both of you He has no good thoughts. It’s just that he is better at yin theory, while His Highness is more open and upright. He is following a conspiracy. Although each has its own advantages and disadvantages, yin theory is still better in political battles. If not, why did Your Highness fall into this situation? ?”

The sharp sword buzzed, although it was not as good as a good sword handed down from generation to generation, it was still enough to kill with one strike.

Zhao Ye looked at the Xueliang sword that was slowly drawn out, and said with a smile, "But Mr. still chose him."

With a sound of Fengming, the sword came out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword pointed to the ground. Shen Yuxin lowered her eyes slightly, "Your Highness is out of luck."

Zhao Ye laughed loudly, and suddenly rushed straight to Shen Yuxin's door, yelling in his mouth: "A girl, trying to block my way!?"

Shen Yu was calm in the face of danger, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, with a horizontal sword in front of her, "If you don't know martial arts, don't you know how to fight for your life?"

Taiyang Palace.

The sound of falling was constant, Chen Guyue raised his head and glanced at Song Mingyue, who was absent-minded on the opposite side, and saw His Majesty the Emperor sitting on the high head drowsy from the corner of his eyes, and then said softly: "The game has been lost."

Zhao Zongqian hadn't been to the court for some time due to the relapse of his old illness. Today, for some reason, he suddenly became interested and wanted to watch chess, so he summoned two people to have a hand-to-hand chat. Hearing this, Zhao Zongqian half-opened his eyes, "Who won?"

Chen Guyue got up slowly, bowed to Zhao Zongqian, and said in a flat voice: "Of course it is His Majesty, but the old minister needs to go to confirm it in person, and the old minister will leave."

Song Mingyue was about to retire together, Zhao Zongqian pointed at her, "Prince and concubine stay, you go."

Chen Guyue turned and left, leaving Song Mingyue with a dazed and uneasy face.Something big happened today, but she didn't know it.She watched her eyes, nose, nose, and heart, not daring to look up at the stern king who once wore armor to fight, but is now plagued by illness.

"Winners and losers, dynasties change, I don't owe you the Song family. Do you want to know why I spared your lives?" Over the years, this seems to be the first time that the two bloody enemies have such a peaceful chat. Zhao Zongqian is not A great deal of kindness is more like a person who is about to die, and his words are also kind.

Song Mingyue was silent for a moment, and when she slowly raised her head, her eyes cleared up. Zhao Zongqian smiled, and his expression became much gentler. He said, "Because of your father."

Zhao Zongqian moved his body, sat up straight, looked down at this fearless woman, and said with a smile: "Back then, I fought from the north to the south, and there were many heroes, but none of them could compare with your father, Song Hui. I still remember when the palace was broken that day, your father stood in front of the dragon chair with a dragon bird in his hand, and the corpse of your mother and concubine was under his feet. He is a foolish king, but in my eyes, he defeated the emperors of the world. Ask yourself, even I don't have that courage. But the world is hard to find, and he still lost to me, losing everything. Before he died, he only begged me for one thing, leaving your sister and brother alive, so you can ask for your own blessing or misfortune."

Song Mingyue's heart agitated, "But empress..."

Zhao Zongqian interrupted her with a strange smile, "Yan'er must have said that Song Hui is begging for her. Then do you believe her or me?"

Song Mingyue didn't know how to speak.

Zhao Zongqian didn't force it, and continued: "Whether you believe it or not, I don't have much time. Ordinary people say that 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, I thought it was just two children, and it was too much to raise them in the palace. Two mouths, no matter how much you and your siblings try to do, they can't match the flourishing of the Zhao family, after all, people are not as good as heaven..."

The emperor with stern eyes, without his sternness, would be more desolate.

Zhao Zongqian suddenly asked: "Then who is Mr. Shen? Chen Guyue only said that he is an outsider. How can he be an outsider? You know a lot about her, can you tell me?"

Song Mingyue pondered for a moment, "Your Majesty believes in what the scholars of the state said, and the concubine's heart is the real source of disaster?"

Zhao Zongqian rubbed his chin, and wrote lightly: "At first I didn't believe it, but I often think about it recently, many things would never have come to where they are today without her, do you think so?" Song Mingyue remained silent, and he Sighing, he said again: "I know that time is short, and I will not say too much, Song Mingyue, I only want you to promise that Zhao Yi will not be allowed to succeed, and the Zhao family will be protected for a hundred years. After a hundred years, no matter the dragon chair I don't care whether the person sitting above is surnamed Zhao or Song."

Song Mingyue frowned slightly, "Why Zhao Ye?"

Zhao Zongqian smiled slightly, "Because he is Xu'er's son."

"Just because of that?"

"Because of this, only he will continue to seek the method of rebirth for me. Even if I die, I want Xu'er to step into the world again."

Shocked and appalled, Song Mingyue opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.Illness is the most grueling, and even the emperor who is in charge of the world has been worn out. When Song Mingyue left, she looked back at Zhao Zongqian who had fallen asleep on the couch, with a peaceful face.